#and some of the wrongdoings weren't actually wrongdoings

[fierysword]

I found a group called Obsessive Compulsive Anonymous and the steps include making a moral inventory of yourself, admitting wrongdoings, making a list of everyone we've harmed, and continuing to take personal inventory 😭😭😭 yeah I pretty much already did that (except it was more like constant mental cycling instead of making a list) and it sent me spiraling into severe depression

and "continuing to take personal inventory" for my OCD has been to walk on eggshells and question even minor and harmless things

[darkbluekies]

Oooo okay for the Drabble I think Jerry and Silas cause you know why not also because i like them a little too much

Silas & Jerry drabbles: comforting a scared darling

Mafia!yandere OC & female!yandere!mafia

Warnings: graphic threats from Jerry

Silas:

First, you didn't want him to leave for a mission when you were supposed to go to bed, and when he did you wanted the lamp on. You and Silas had watched a horror movie not too long ago. Silas hadn't imagined that you would take it so hard.

He knows that he shouldn't have left you alone in the bedroom, but he has to have this meeting. He should have seen it coming.

"Boss, your spouse is here", his second in command says from the door. He's been standing by the wall to keep an eye over the room, to make sure that no one will try to do anything. "Should I send them away?"

He should have known that you wouldn't go to bed. He excuses himself and stands up, walking over to the door. You're standing outside, wearing one of his hoodies. This new fear of yours have brought out a clinginess for him that he can't resist. You're just too cute.

"What are you doing out of bed?" he asks in a hushed tone so that his men won't hear and grab your arm. He knows why you are here, but he wants to hear you say it.

"I can't sleep", you whisper for him only. "I'm so scared, please ..."

"We've talked about this, little thing, nothing will hurt you. Everything we saw was made with cgi and rehearsed numerous times. Nothing was real. You know that."

You glare at him. How dare he belittle your fear? He senses his wrongdoings right away.

"No, I didn't mean that", he says quickly and moves closer. "Baby, listen, I'm just saying that what you are afraid of was never real. It can't hurt you."

"That doesn't mean anything. Just because you say that doesn't mean that I'll surprisingly stop being scared."

He can't resist your scared eyes. Silas sighs and hugs you.

"I have to do this meeting, it's urgent, I can't go to bed with you", he says, and then decides. "Okay, you'll sit next to me and stay here until the meeting is over. Eyes down, got it?"

You nod. Silas leads you into the conference room and lets you sit on a chair close by him. Your head is turned down, hand holding onto his pants. No mafia man is as scary as that fictional monster.

Jerry:

Darkness? Why are you araid of darkness? It's such a stupid thing to be afriad of, when Jerry is the definition of it.

"Don't be absurd", Jerry says and turns off the car. "Nothing will touch you as long as you are in the car!"

"Then let me keep the car light on", you say.

"No, it will attract threats."

"You said that nothing would hurt me in the car!"

"As long as you keep the lights off."

"Jerry, I can't deal with darkness."

"Y/N, I really don't have the time to fight with you. I have a man to kill if you have forgotten and the longer I am here, the further away he comes."

She sighs at your teary eyes.

"I'll be gone for a minute — two at most — and then I'll take care of you. Wait here — in the dark — for me."

With that said, she's gone. Those two minutes she's away, you've already started crying. She's back in a wit and is quick to take you in her arms.

"You're such a coward", she cooes and hides your face into her shoulder. "You have nothing to fear as long as I am here."

"But you weren't here! You were out killing some man!"

"For two minutes, baby. I'm here now. Breathe before you pass out."

"I fucking hate the dark ..."

"I know, baby, I know." She kisses your forehead. "I'm not going anywhere else for tonight. I'm going to take good care of you."

You cling onto her.

"Don't cry, you little baby", she whispers. "The darkness isn't anything to be afraid of, you know? It is actually a good thing, believe it or not. Without the darkness, i would be in jail by now. The darkness hides things you don't want to see. You should actually be thankful."

You sniffle.

"Oh, pull yourself together, baby", Jerry sighs. "I already told you that I am here and that nothing will happen. I will cut the throat of anything that tries to put their hands on you. Does that comfort you?"

"A bit ... maybe."

"Well, let me try again then, if you insist on being so fucking difficult. I will, personally, dig out the eyes of the naive enough to come close to you, in darkness or not. I will cut their hands of, braid their veins and create skipping ropes with them. Is that good enough for you?"

She laughs as you tug at your lips. Jerry might not be the best at comforting, but she will do everything for you.

[zykamiliah]

tired of people simplifying sqq's overall attitude to binghe's wrongdoings (the real and the fake ones)

when does sqq ever go "that's my poor little meowmeow who can do no wrong?????" when??? he's very much aware of what lbh is capable of, because he read the novel!

what sqq actually thinks is

pre-abyss: lbh wil commit crimes in the future... But for now he's a little lamb!

post-abyss: everything bad happening to me and humans was done by lbh, no doubts!

post-resurrection: he's done ALL those crimes... And some more newer ones, but he's also gay for me! Aaaaah

post-holy mausoleum: ok so most of the crimes weren't done by him and the ones he actually committed he did because of me. hahaha............ I must take responsibility

post-maigu ridge: everyone hates lbh because of the crimes, but it doesn't matter. he's suffered enough. he deserves to be happy

[lord-luminous]

Someone called Bill Cipher and Ford Pines a doomed soulmates pairing and I haven't been able to stop thinking about that.

Being doomed soulmates, to me, always felt intrinsically tragic. One of the few examples I could think off hand are Achilles and Patroclus, two people loved each other so much but they weren't destined for happiness. Greek heroes 99% of the time never are. Soulmates as a trope is defined in someone being destined to end up with their perfect match.

That's why Bill and Ford being doomed soulmates is so utterly fascinating. BillFord is probably the most anti-romantic pairing Gravity Falls (show) could honestly conjure. So much of that pairing is built on manipulation, lies and transaction. Bill is using Ford to get into the a physical realm so he can rule it, while Ford is idly using Bill to learn more things about the unnatural side of the world. So those two being soulmates on any level is going to be anything but healthy. I mean, even in the show, Bill tortures Ford for information.

Furthermore, it can be used in such fascinating theories and AUs. When we read the story as them as explicit doomed soulmates, while pairing information we have from the show and fandom theories you can bring to life fun concepts.

When the show was airing, there was a theory post-ATOTS that Blendin Possesed By Bill had messed with Ford's project to further ruin it than Stan had. Which is why it looked more damaged coupled with the "Blendin was here" with a triangle right there in the episode. So what if it was Bill that ruined the project? That would make the Stan Twins fight and go their separate ways, while this intentionally led Ford right down the path to meet Bill eventually in Gravity Falls. The path that eventually lead to their partnership, Ford being pushed into the portal, 30 years trapped in the Dream Dimension, and later, Bill's defeat.

And that's just one idea I came up for some random fanfiction floating in my brain. The reason I even like that particular concept is that it does more than absolve Stan of wrongdoing, but rather shows you how twisted Bill Cipher could be. There's more you can do with it. Doomed soulmates destined to find each other, and destined to ruin each other. Bill being half the reason Ford was pushed through portal or how he let Ford go insane through fear while Ford being a part of the Cipher Zodiac that could vanquish Bill or using the memory gun on Bill to erase him from existence.

It's so interesting because even if BillFord isn't my ship, you can unpack so much through their dynamic through this lens. Like what makes them click together and what drives them apart.

You guys might have already realized all this, but I just needed to get this off my chest. Finding out more about Bill and Ford's relationship has altered me on a fundamental level. Doomed Soulmates is actually the most appropriate way to define it. How else would you define it?

Thank you for listening to me, a semi-casual fan of Gravity Falls.

[moonsaver]

Good day moon! Okay I normally don't do asks when it comes to yandere cause it's not my usual thing but seeing the last post you made of Yan!Sunday and his darling, that one where he just desperately wants to have that normalcy in their relationship but couldn't ever have it because of what he's done, made me think of something rather angsty; like how the darling's backlashes against his affections would probably go turn for the worst as time passes on, they don't hate him in a sense because he's really trying hard to not make them hate him and they can see that his love is real (just really fucked up) but that deep urge to hurt the person who took their freedom away is still there, it wouldn't just go away just because he loves them so much that he wouldn't dare to break them. Oh that satisfaction on seeing Sunday looking so hurt after yelling at him, they know it doesn't make them any better than him but at that point, what else is there for them to lose? Maybe in hurting him so subtly, they may find some pity in themselves for him to actually give him some semblance of love but until then, all Sunday ever receives from them are either silent treatment or backlash

Such relationship could only thrive in the worst way possible and maybe Sunday knows that but even then, he still holds out that little (delusional) hope that maybe his darling will still love him someday

Sorry for the rant, it's just that I feel for Sunday but his method will never work and it'll just deeply hurt him and his darling in the end asgfjgsfg also if it's alright, I'd request this but I'll leave it to you with how you write it, be it an imagine or anything else since I'm fine with it!

- Elys

Hello Elys! Im so sorry it took a long time for me to get to your request lol, tons of things got in the way but I remembered this request for a while.

In any case, I feel you've summed it up quite well!

Sunday isn't harsh or as brutal as I imagine him. Unlike my [i have to self advertise here, sorry HAHA] soft yan!blade, Sunday most likely wouldn't even need a bit of working around to be a softer yandere.

He's so loving, it's painful. His love is like despaired poetry for a lover who is still alive, just further than their reach. I imagine his love to be very tender, even as a yandere, if he doesn't become even softer.

And it's hard to convince him he's wrong – mainly because he already knows. But rather that's a bit distorted in his view; instead he thinks it's a wrongdoing against your nature as someone who wants to be free, but correct in the context of the situation rather than actually understanding it is absolutely wrong in general. And he doesn't budge. He's stubborn, almost infuriatingly. And instead of getting angry, I imagine he rather looks disappointed or disgruntled, which somehow does more damage/strikes more fear than anger.

And it's still heartbreaking; frustratingly for both of you, not just yourself.

You lash out, you scream, cry, wail, argue, relentlessly push and resist against him. it's your only way of getting back at him, you're sure as hell you're going to strike the hardest that way. And you relish the hurt you see in the eyes of your captor, but something more sympathetic tugs at you when you see his lovingly sad eyes. It's this cacophony of guilt, frustration, anger, and utter despair at the loss of your freedom. Sunday feels all of it, aswell, and you want to be relieved that he does – if it weren't for the fact he still wasn't letting you go.

He continually withholds your freedom from you. That single injustice to you is enough to weather your patience over time – your anger only burns hotter and hotter, pushing away any semblance of sympathy or reasoning, and it only hurts Sunday more, until you realise what you're doing, and quietly give in to sooth him for the time being. Just a little. Until that little injustice starts bothering you again. It's a toxic cycle.

And it hurts even more when Sunday tries to find normalcy in your relationship; he's trying so hard to be your lover, to hold you gently and bathe you with care, to dry you off and still love you after seeing you bare. He wants to come home and see you smile, be happy, elated that he's there, just as he feels when he sees you. But that's not what happens. His delusions and flimsy expectations are shattered the moment he steps into the dimly lit room, your form refusing to even look at him. The silence is strangely stronger than his hopes.

Anyways, that's all i can think of at the moment. I love angst yandere sunday time.

[thisnameisverycreative]

One day I'll be intelligent enough to really thoughtfully, with citations and references, write out my thoughts on feminism in horror and how there are some works that so expertly depict what is a common experience for women and somehow intertwine the mundane horror of being a woman in modern society with the actual horrors of the work itself. But today is not that day, and I'm only thinking about Mouthwashing (major spoilers below, if you haven't, play/watch a Lets Play ASAP)

There's just something so POWERFUL about how the entirety of their situation, the horror of that game, is simply the fallout of another horror that we weren't privy to. The horror ALREADY happened, Anya has already been hurt. And everything that happens after is the result of turning a blind eye to that horror, of that never being punished. And then everyone, including Curly who unfortunately allowed this to persist, becomes subject to the same abuser, and echoes of that inciting violence are all over the ship. Anya no longer is the only target of the verbal abuse insinuating she's incapable and useless, Anya no longer is alone in having no privacy as she sleeps (not that she was alone in it before, but for the purposes of who was on the ship, her room being locked mattered most), and Anya isn't alone in receiving physical abuse (that particular scene with giving Curly his meds paints a VERY vivid picture, especially when paired with Jimmy's skill with the drink mixing). These are just the obvious, at the top of my head examples, but I felt a lot of Anya's presence, the presence of her pain, to the very end of the game.

Obviously there are PLENTY of other lenses to approach this game with, because it feels as if every theme to be pulled from this game has to do with the loss of ones own autonomy and how that is exploited (I've seen some really great analyses and thought pieces from disabled folks that made me stop and think more about the game). I simply choose the feminist lens because Anya's experience feels incredibly relatable, and to have a narrative that can be interpreted as a cautionary tale for turning a blind eyes to abusers delivered via a VIDEO GAME is outstanding. It sticks with people, makes them uncomfortable. And based on a lot of people's reactions, where a good chunk miss that Anya was assaulted by Jimmy (presuming it was a consensual relationship), it almost seems like the creators KNEW most people would be exactly like Curly, and there's something chilling about the final moments of the game putting you into Curly's perspective, leaving you to watch the abuser that he allowed to persist to have the final say and exonerate himself of all wrongdoings, while Curly is left all alone, in a state where he'll be unable to care for himself (arguably Jimmy's final act of abuse: neglect). It's as if the game says "this is what you let happen" and Curly will once again be left to take responsibility for his friend, for the actions of a worse man, due to Curly's own inaction when he did have power.

But this is just a game about oral hygiene so.

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Random Doctor Who Facts You Might Not Know, Part 20: Academy Era Edition

Please note that some Academy Era info is dispersed throughout the other parts as well; I just wanted to make one dedicated to these nerds. I am not repeating stuff from other parts (purposefully, there may be some accidents, but I'm trying not to repeat things like Koschei teaching Theta hypnosis or like the hyperball team) or including some basic info I think are decently well known (like Torvic or the Gallifrey Academy Hot Five). ;)

The Master's real name is 32 letters long.

As students, Theta and Koschei enjoyed building time flow analogues to mess with each others experiments.

Koschei once gave Susan a toy which was actually a communication node that he could use to find the Doctor and Susan if they ever left Gallifrey.

Theta and Koschei also used to sneak out of the Academy to drink with Shobogans. On one such occasion, Koschei picked a fight with six drunk Shobogans.

Theta's name day and Otherstide are on the same day.

Koschei often hypnotized people as a joke. He was never punished for it.

Drax had a home-made skimmer that he would often use to go to his House rather than stay in the Academy dormitories. He'd also give Jelpax rides home because they lived close by.

Koschei was in charge of organizing the end-of-term parties, but the Eighth Doctor remembers that they weren't very good.

While at the Academy, Theta and Koschei traveled to Gallifrey's past in search of Valdemar, an ancient entity and Old One, but they found nothing of Old Ones. Theta was horrified by Valdemar's power while Koschei was fascinated.

When Vansell broke his leg while climbing Mount Cadon, Theta created a localized time bubble with a sonic wrench and two lengths of twine. This accelerated the healing process, and it was healed in two minutes.

Koschei and Theta also once traveled to Machasma and used sonic agitation to get out of a tight spot.

Theta Sigma came fourth place in the Time Lord Academy Sprint Championship.

Millennia had a natural gift for temporal engineering, and Theta believed she would one day make great intellectual achievements.

Tebediatroculozan attended the Academy at the same time as the Deca. He was incredibly clever but also envious of the Doctor for the adventures he had. The Eighth Doctor helped him move past this jealousy.

When Koschei stared into the Untempered Schism, he noted with much contempt that the Time Lords who had taken him there all refused to look at it themselves.

Mortimus is likely about 50 years younger than Theta Sigma.

The Second Doctor recalled that Koschei enjoyed being scared of the dark too much.

The Toymaker had Theta play Capture the Flag and thought that Theta had cheated.

When the Toymaker was using Rallon's body, Rallon had enough influence over his personality that the Toymaker had a sense of "good and evil." When the Toymaker went against the Fourteenth Doctor, he was no longer using Rallon's body, so this was not the case.

Theta was Borusa's teacher's pet, and Borusa favored him over other students. Later on, the Doctor would believe this was why the Master was bitter towards him.

In fact, an unproduced story's original script originally had the Doctor’s grandfather be named Borusa, but it was later changed to Pandak.

While at the Academy, Koschei befriended Salyavin and manipulated him to gain access to the restricted libraries. He wanted to steal The Worshipful and Ancient Law of Gallifrey but could not find it, and Salyavin took the blame for his wrongdoing.

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

[laurentidal]

Mama Bear

Sequel to Report to the Office.

Emily's mother stormed into the office in a huff.

"What has the Benson boy done now?" she demanded of the principal. There was a strange smell in the air. It was almost familiar, but she couldn't place it. The principal sighed heavily from behind her desk.

"I'm afraid this one may have just been a misunderstanding," Tammy said. "I apologize that I called you in, but we've done some checking and I don't think there's actually been any wrongdoing."

"Nonsense," Mrs. Dinny huffed. "You said that the Benson boy was harassing my Emily. If he's involved it's sure to be true. Now I want to know what happened."

Mrs. Dinny's hands were idly playing with the collar of her shirt, pulling it deeper and showing more skin. It also felt very warm in here. Very warm.

"I'll let him explain himself," Tammy said, and for the first time, Mrs. Dinny realized they weren't alone in the room. She hadn't even looked in the corner beside the door, where that damn Benson boy sat quietly. She blushed hard, realizing what she'd said about him.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Dinny," he said, eyes to the floor. "I didn't mean for all this to happen."

At least he seemed remorseful for whatever happened. She'd pulled on the collar of her top so much that her breasts were in danger of exposure. Huge as they were, she struggled to find a top that could contain them on the best of days. And today she'd been rushed getting here, and fuck why was it so hot in here?

"Emily asked me for a favor and I did it for her. Mrs. Redmond saw it and assumed the worst," Paul said, eyes finally raising to meet Mrs. Dinny's. "I didn't do anything Emily didn't want me to."

Mrs. Dinny was absently groping at her own chest now. "And what did she ask you to do?"

"She asked me to 'Squeeze her melons until she came.' I have to say Mrs. Dinny. I see where she got hers. Yours are exquisite."

"Thank you, young man," she said through a long low groan. "Please call me Beth."

"You want it too, don't you Beth?"

Beth pulled her top all the way down letting her tits spill out.

"Ask me."

Tammy was sitting on her desk, fingers back inside her slit.

"Ask me, Beth."

"Squeeze my melons until I cum."

"Gladly!" Paul got to his feet and filled each hand with tit. "These are even nicer than your daughter's."

"Thank you…"

"Tammy why don't you eat Mrs. Dinny's cunt. I'm sure it's soaked by now."

"Okay," the principal replied happily and she dropped to her knees in front of the mother. She never had this much fun at parent conferences. And they still had one more lined up today.

Continue the story in A Pattern of Behavior.

[olderthannetfic]

https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/753829417407676416/i-hate-when-im-reading-a-fic-about-two-cis-male?source=share

Original OP here:

I'm sorry to the people I hurt with my words.

I'm sorry it came across that I think kink = evil = needs to be warned for when I think of tags as tagged = easy to find = can be gotten to by the audience who enjoys it.

I'm sorry "I hate it when [thing happens]" means "I have never seen [thing] before" in English. It's my third language. I had no idea it had that connotation.

I'm sorry I dislike something common in M/M. That is wrong of me.

In conclusion I am sorry and apologize. Jut because I dislike something is not an excuse for saying it. Negative thoughts should stay in my head where they cannot do harm. I know that now. I am sorry.

--

Uhhhh

Are you actually trying to grovel or are you being snide?

Either way, you did not ~do harm~ and the responses weren't saying that. People were just rolling their eyes and telling you you're probably out of luck.

I wouldn't want you to grovel regardless. I think that's a terrible cultural practice that's far too common in online spaces. Even if someone did feel hurt, that would be their emotion to handle, not a sign of wrongdoing.

--

Finding 'bussy' and the like annoying is pretty common. It's just not something that's likely to ever get tagged consistently. Some people do tag though; it's just that most of these tags are unwrangled or are incorrectly wrangled to 'X has a vagina' type tags. Here are some I found in a quick tag search:

Freeform: 'Female' terminology used for Genji's Genitals ‎(1)

Freeform: female terminology used ‎(1)

Freeform: female terminology used for genitalia ‎(1)

Freeform: Female Terminology When Referring To Genitals ‎(1)

Freeform: gendered terminology (female gendered body parts) ‎(1)

Freeform: Jason uses female terminology when talking about Dick's naughty bits ‎(1)

Freeform: Soap uses both male and female terminology ‎(1)

Freeform: tommy uses both male and female terminology to describe dream's anatomy ‎(1)

Freeform: use of female genitalia terminology ‎(1)

Freeform: Use of Female Terminology ‎(2)

Freeform: Use of Female Terminology for Raichi's sexual organs ‎(1)

Or search for 'pussy' and 'ass' in the same tag to come up with a zillion like:

Freeform: 'pussy' in reference to a cis man's ass ‎(1)

Freeform: ((they refer to his ass as pussy oop)) ‎(1)

Freeform: Calling the ass a cunt and pussy ‎(1)

I see these sorts of tags most on trans fic or A/B/O, but they're not unheard of elsewhere.

Offhand, I think this kind of tagging is about like tagging for the use of 'slut': if it's a major kink in the fic or the author thinks it will be especially upsetting in this context/about this character, they'll tag. Otherwise, they'll just assume it's standard dirty talk and doesn't need a special mention.

[birdiebirdjay]

i mentioned to a friend of mine (fellow harry potter fan, but she has never interacted with the online fandom) that people now glorify the marauders and have a whole fandom devoted to worshipping them/bashing snape and she was,, shocked, to say the least.

it made me realize how delusional marauders stans/snaters actually seem to the outside world because like... snape was the good guy? that's like the ultimate end to his character arc?? and really i totally get being delusional over characters sometimes, because i too like to pretend about alternate universes where the marauders weren't complete pieces of shit as teens. i too enjoy the characters of older remus lupin and sirius black (even though i hate that their wrongdoings were more or less brushed off + never seen as serious, we do see more of them as people than we do of james potter). but bashing the man who:

spent about half his life being abused and tormented in various ways

spent a few years with a cult that accepted him and gave him some semblance of protection, then turned around and went back to the 'good guys' (who had literally never done anything for him before this, some of whom had even actively taken part in his abuse and others who had turned a blind eye to it) at great personal risk to his life

literally spent the rest of his life trying to make amends and aiding the light in defeating one of the most powerful dark wizards of all time, still risking his life for basically no reward except the knowledge that he was protecting the wizarding world?

i just cannot see it as anything but insanity.

add onto that preaching about how amazing and pure and lovable the marauders were and accepting outlandishly out of character headcanons and fanfiction as canon?

it's impossible to fight them because nearly none of their arguments are based in fact. how do you convince people that a 16 year old boy did not, in fact, deserve to be dangled upside down, choked with soap, and have his pants taken off in front of a crowd? how do you do that when they're such firm believers that he was an evil racist blood supremacist who deserved it and more?

in short, i am genuinely both confused and somewhat horrified of the marauders fandom.

[queencoldart]

A Dog's Mother is officially canceled

Maybe you saw this coming, or maybe this comes as a surprise. I feel terrible because I repeatedly promised to continue updating this story. Now that I have a full time job, I realize I bit off so much more than I could chew.

I initially took a break from updating the story because I was basically pouring all of my free time into it. Every new upload consisted of many different drawings, not including the editing. I was fatigued.

Then I lost the entire script and was never able to recreate it to my liking. After that I began to rewrite parts that weren't great to begin with. This is when I realized that the way I've set the story up in previous uploads, I created some problems down the line. I tried to painstakingly fix them before continuing to upload. Twice after I attempted to continue drawing, I lost a whole bunch of my progress due to files getting corrupted. Then I lost access to the medication that helps me focus, which I still haven't regained. The more I tried to return to the drawing board, the more I couldn't force myself to do it, especially when I became incredibly busy with school and finally work.

It's been so many years now and I sense that people have had their fill of generational trauma stories. I like to keep my promises, so this hurts to do and I am sorry to all of those who have been anticipating the rest, but I think it's time for me to retire the project and move on instead of worrying about releasing it and feeling guilty any time I draw anything else.

Since I am not finishing this project, what I'm about to say isn't going to spoil anything.

Garble softens his approach to Cinder after being confronted by Smolder and seeing the final confrontation between Torch and Sconce. He was never fully convinced that he was doing right by Cinder by being extra hard on her. We learn that Garble is actually very worried about his sisters, because the world they live in is changing so quickly and the only reliable way he knows how to protect anything is by being tough.

The earthquakes, as shown and alluded to in part 2, were precursors to a massive volcanic eruption that creates very hazardous conditions for Ember, and for Torch when he saves her. Sconce returns and prevents Torch from being injured during his rescue mission. By doing this, Sconce demonstrates enough love for her son that Ember wants to give her a chance. It makes no difference to Torch, however. He doesn't believe in rewarding his mother with a rekindled mother-son relationship for doing something right. This insults Sconce and both she and Torch double down instead of making up, subverting the (Millennial) Parental Apology Fantasy trope.

Sconce's double standards prevent her from validating anything her son tells her and Torch insists his mother stays far away from him. Ember gets in between them again but this time she acknowledges her father's feelings and takes responsibility for ignoring his boundaries. She thanks Sconce for saving her father and promises to stay in touch, but implores her to leave. Sconce's emotions have exhausted her so much she has no fight left in her and she goes home.

In the epilogue, a very conflicted Sconce shows clear signs of cognitive dissonance. Her husband's snide remarks about their son make her uncharacteristically upset. While she doesn't have a change of heart immediately, it is implied she may have one later.

Several things happen after the epilogue. This isn't a part of the story, but I may draw related pieces at some point.

Ember stays in contact with Sconce, as she promised. Sconce is fond of her granddaughter and tries to ask about Torch, but never gets any details besides that he's "doing fine". Sconce writes to Ember that Torch accuses her of wrongdoing, yet never told her exactly what she did wrong. Torch is incredibly dismayed when Ember tells him this and says he isn't interested in hearing what she and Sconce have to say to each other, although it is abundantly clear he wants to know whether or not his mother is badmouthing him.

Basalt passes away. Torch has no reaction to this news, which upsets Sconce when she hears it. At the same time, she feels like she should be more saddened herself. Sconce doesn't feel like she can stay in the south anymore and begins wandering. She meets different dragons along the way, who teach her how her son's leadership affected dragons. She becomes gradually more pleasant, in no small part due to a lack of Basalt's influence, and even begins to learn bits and pieces of the truth about her late husband — information she is initially very resistant to. She encounters Torch by coincidence. This time she doesn't confront him and leaves immediately. This surprises her son, but he doesn't pursue her. He asks Ember how his mother is some time later. This piques Ember's curiosity, to which Torch simply states that he wants his mother to be well, nothing more.

The process of Sconce's reformation and eventual redemption is a long one. She and Torch eventually mend their relationship to the point they are friendly with each other, but Torch never forgives her, not even after she's willing to make amends and accepts she isn't owed forgiveness. She watches Grandma Griddle enjoy the joys of motherhood that could have been her own if she hadn't been so stubborn and counts her blessings.

I didn't intend for there to be a moral of the story, but if there is one, the main takeaway shouldn't be that those who redeem themselves will eventually get rewarded for it. It should be that it took Sconce more than two thousand years to repair her relationship with her son. Most people don't have that long, so... don't be awful to your kids, I suppose!

[fetching-sketching]

Seeing your posts about BMC is always so interesting becauseI haven't revisted BMC in so long lol. Your rbs abt Michael are specificallly interesting because I definitely remember liking him a lot. I think, it's kind of "?" that people can't see that him and jeremy's conflict stems a lot from Michael not understanding what Jeremy's real problem is and Jeremy's, uh, less than stellar handling of the whole thing agsjalalqlqqkhsj from what I remember of course.

oh man i'm about to ramble a lot.

i think the interpersonal relationships of bmc are very interesting, both the explored and unexplored, so it's always such a pity when people reduce them so they can keep certain characters absolved of all wrongdoing. everyone in that show did something bad at some point or another and i like that! i like that no one is free of responsibility for what happened, it makes everything a lot more interesting.

tbh there's a lot of fanon interpretations of michael i just can't stand. a lot of people boiled him down to being sad and hopelessly in love with jeremy and that removes the best parts of his character. he's sassy and petty and over all pretty jubilant! mitb is a great song but had disastrous consequences for how people view michael as a character because it's supposed to be "out of character" for him. he's never affected by how people think of him so it's very serious when suddenly he is. he suddenly cares about how he's perceived. i think a lot of people took it the wrong way to mean 'oh, he's always been like this, he just hid it' rather than the opposite. not even in a way where he was always anxious about how people thought of him but where he's anxious of how just jeremy thinks of him because up until that point he clearly wasn't. what makes jeremy's betrayal so bad wasn't that michael always feared it, but because he never saw it coming. jeremy just wasn't on his radar of someone who he had to appeal to to be liked.

i don't care much for boyfs but it's always so wild to see these people scrub away what's objectively the most interesting part of the ship; these two people who thought they knew eachother inside and out having to come to terms that they weren't as in sync as they thought they were. it's a really good dynamic that could flesh out into a lot of other tropes if people really wanted to, but i haven't seen it explored a lot (although tbf i'm not exactly consuming a lot of boyfs content, most that i do see is virtue of it being the biggest ship in the fandom). fanon michael is kind of a tragedy because he really is an interesting character but if you want to make him an uwu soft sad gay boi you have to sacrifice those parts of him.

(also i personally think if michael was actually in love with jeremy he would just straight up tell him with zero fanfare, at least pre-squip lol)

thank you for this ask i have so much to say about michael actually

[darling-phoebe]

best friends forever ! benny jeong and flynn alden ❥ fem! reader, nsfw oneshot,

18+ only!! minors i can't stop you from reading but don't interact with this post please. fem, afab reader, and given feminine terms of endearment. porn with a little plot. also contains: praise, dirty talk, f!receiving oral, m!receiving oral, spitroasting, dumbification, overstimulation, brief mention of choking with a leash but not actually depicted, dubcon if you squint. plus more i probably missed. this isn't tied to the main storyline but i couldn't help but release it now because it was spinning in my head like a rotisserie chicken.

─ [ . : ｡✿ ]

friendship was a funny thing. delicate and ever-changing. many of yours had ended abruptly, without explanation. some at least had the decency to claim some supposed wrongdoing of yours, like you not being reliable enough. even the ones you kept felt strained at best, with frequent excuses for evading plans. friendship was fragile. tricky.

and your friendship with flynn and benny was stranger than any other.

for months now, they'd been growing more touchy, more clingy. for months, they'd made every excuse to spend time with you. and you didn't mind, especially now that all your other friends were so absent.

but even this friendship was subject to change. but it was delicate in a much different way. all your normal dynamics and expectations were thrown out the window in a day.

all because of a pretty little skirt.

you weren't normally the type to wear anything revealing. oversized sweaters and baggy jeans were staples of your wardrobe, and even in summer you didn't tend to show off much.

but you wanted to try something different. wanted to expand your horizons. and, if you were being honest, you wanted a little romantic validation. nothing too extreme, a simple lingering glance was all you really needed. just something to prove your inexperience wasn't due to your looks.

which, of course it wasn't. you were such a rare beauty, angelic and gorgeous. rather, your inability to pick up a date was because of a certain pair of boys who eliminated anyone who showed a hint of interest.

and today, they had a lot to get rid of.

you walked out of your home on that wonderful fall day, slightly warm with a gentle breeze, wearing a baggy maroon sweater, tights and mary janes, and a little black mini skirt that had benny and flynn doing a double take.

you walked up to the car, hopped into the front passenger seat, and smiled cluelessly at your friends.

"god, i am so not ready for that chemistry quiz today," you groaned upon arrival.

normally, flynn would be teasing you for not paying enough attention during your study sessions. normally, benny would be assuring you that you'd do great.

today, however, they merely exchanged a meaningful glance, before starting to drive.

"i wouldn't worry too much," flynn said after a moment, tone casual. he turned around, not heading towards the school like normal.

you furrowed your brows. "you're going the wrong way," you pointed out, confused. "we don't have time to stop for breakfast today."

"we'll have breakfast later," benny promised, leaning forward from his spot in the backseat. it gave him a wonderful view of your pretty thighs.

"but what about school?"

flynn chuckled. "baby, school's not even on our radar right now." he was driving back to benny's place, you quickly realized.

they ushered you in. his parents were long gone to work, leaving the house empty.

leaving you helpless.

benny held your hand, leading you to his bed. flynn sat on your left, benny on your right.

"we're gonna miss the quiz," you all but whined, feeling tense and warm under their focused gazes.

they ignored your words. flynn's hand pressed into your thigh. benny leaned into you, peering down at you. "you look too pretty in that skirt," he mumbled.

and that's when your face went red.

flynn's hand alternated between tracing patterns with his fingertips and groping the ample flesh. "so gorgeous," he groaned into your other ear.

"g─guys," you stammered, feeling warm and flustered.

"let it happen, baby," flynn muttered. "let us make you feel good." he moved you into his lap, and you felt his excitement pressing into your ass.

then benny moved, and knelt down before you. his kind eyes zeroed in on the space between your legs. he planted kisses along the exposed skin of your thighs. flynn moved your skirt up, revealing those pretty white panties, with a small damp spot over your cunt. "please, darling?" benny asked, looking up at you. his plea heavy with a desperate lust.

you gave a hint of a nod, breath caught in your throat.

"words, sweet girl," flynn warned, grinding only once into your ass.

at the same time, benny placed an open-mouth kiss on your inner thigh. he sucked slowly on your soft flesh.

you couldn't help it. you let out a breathy moan. "y─yes, you can─ i need you to─ please."

"good girl," whispered flynn.

benny began marking up your pretty thighs, lowering your panties more and more. you were too lost in the overwhelming sensations to notice him slipping the panties into his pocket.

"feel good, baby?" flynn began kissing your neck, as benny dove his tongue into your damp, glistening pussy. he alternated between sucking on your clit and lapping up your wet cunt. "you're doing so good for us..." flynn mumbled in between open-mouth kisses on your neck. "good girl, let us take care of you... we'll give you everything..." his teeth sank into your neck, lightly enough not to hurt, but sure to leave a mark. "just stay still, baby... so pretty in that skirt, had to have you... couldn't wait any longer."

your legs spasmed as you lost yourself in the pleasure. but benny held you firmly in place. big, veiny hands wrapped around your calves holding your legs open. skirt flipped up, every part of you exposed.

"you... taste... heavenly..." benny panted. "god, i could eat you forever."

flynn's hand moved to work under your sweater, trailing up to cup your breasts over your bra. then he moved the garment down to fully feel you, twisting and teasing your nipples while he left hickeys all over your throat.

between the two of them getting you so worked up, you squirmed and moaned into an orgasm. your cum coated benny's face, but he didn't stop. he licked up every bit of it, groaning at the wonderful taste.

"too─ too much, please, i─!"

"relax, darling..." benny finally lifted his head, looking into your eyes, now heavy and dazed. you'd always been beautiful, but this new sight, this new version of you was even more breathtaking. "we're not done... we have so much more to do with you."

"we need you, baby," flynn added. "need to make you feel good, need to feel you..."

"you'll let us, won't you?" benny tilted his head, watching your flushed face.

"yes..." you all but whimpered.

"say 'please'?" flynn pushed. "c'mon sweet thing, just wanna hear you beg a little."

your wide-eyed, needy stare was almost as delicious as your plea. "please, benny... please flynn, need you─ need you both, i...!"

"that's our girl."

benny lifted you off flynn's lap, then laid you down. "lie still, darling," he whispered. he positioned you so your head was hanging off the bed, and your body was laid in the middle, legs spread. flynn hovered over your body, hands trailing up and down. benny knelt, and kissed you passionately. you gasped against his lips, as you felt flynn slide two fingers inside your wet cunt.

"wait, i─!"

"you're doing so good, baby," flynn whispered against your skin. he left his own hickeys on your thighs next to the ones left by benny. "so pretty like this, so perfect for us..." his fingers were driving you absolutely mad, and he wouldn't let up. you squrimed around uselessly. the boys had you trapped and helpless.

just like they always wanted.

benny started undoing his belt, and god that motion was way hotter than it needed to be.

as he took it off, he held it in his hands, and pictured it wrapped around the pretty throat like a leash. but that would have to wait. today, they would overwhelm you with pleasure. they couldn't afford to scare you away, though they had backup plans for that. they wanted you to be willing. they wanted you to love them like they loved you.

meanwhile, flynn was undressing too.

"you on the pill, baby?"

you nodded, too dazed for words. this time, they let it slide. far too excited for the next step to stall even a little.

benny ran his finger along your lips. "open wide, pretty girl." when you obliged, he began stroking his cock barely an inch away from your face.

at the same time, flynn was climbing over you, his cock pressed against your folds. he jerked his hips, letting you feel his impressive length tease you.

between both of them denying you, you couldn't stop jerking around. "please, please, i need─"

flynn chuckled. "anything for you," he said, and slowly pushed into you.

you let out a breathless moan, and benny used the opportunity to slide into your mouth.

they started out slow, both relishing the feeling of your warmth surrounding them. you felt so unbelievably good─ no, good didn't even begin to cover it. you were addictive is what you were, they wanted their cocks buried in you all the time. wanted you to stay with them, never leave this room, get filled with their cum all day every day, be theirs be theirs be theirs─

they couldn't help it; they began fucking you with more force, more fervor.

"you feel so good," benny groaned. "good girl, taking us so well."

"just like you're s'posed to," flynn continued. "these holes were made for us. you're ours now, baby, you belong to us."

each thrust was making you dizzy with pleasure. you couldn't see straight, tears running down your face, it felt so good. you couldn't think at all, just lost in the feeling.

"gonna make you feel good every day of your life, our precious girl."

"make you cum over and over, show you how good we take care of you."

"no one else can treat you this good, we'll do anything for you, gonna keep you happy and full of our cum."

they were getting bolder, more confident in what they could say with you in such a state. you were drooling, eyes foggy. you could barely register what they were saying, really only catching bits and pieces while the rest was filed away into your subconscious.

"gettin' close," flynn groaned.

"mm, me too..." benny said as he fucked your throat. you weren't gagging much, only a bit here and there, but it didn't deter him. as much as he tried to be gentle (more so than flynn was inclined to be) he couldn't help but get lost in the feeling of your throat around his cock. he couldn't help but pound into you, wanted to cum more than anything.

but they needed to make you cum again first.

so flynn began paying more than his previous causal attention to your clit, focusing in on setting that bundle of nerves alight while he failed your tight pussy.

and benny grabbed hold of your bouncing tits, groping them, kneading the ample flesh, playing with your nipples.

you came undone, moaning around benny's cock, going limp finally and feeling your brain truly shut off.

"that's right, sweet girl, you don't have to worry 'bout a thing... keep that head of yours empty." benny groaned, not relenting in his brutal pace in your throat.

"we'll take care of everything, don't need to think at all..." god, that really got flynn going. got them both going. "just our perfect little doll, let us use you all we want, let us make you feel good forever."

forever forever forever forever forever─

they both released at nearly the same time, filling up your mouth and pussy with their cum. while flynn stayed buried until every drop was released, benny pulled out just before the end to smear some on your angelic face.

and here they thought you couldn't get any prettier.

finally, they pulled out. benny kissed all over your face, while flynn pulled you close into a warm embrace. they whispered praises, worshipping you the way you deserved.

but it wasn't long before you felt their cocks stirring again.

"benny? flynn?" you muttered, barely coming back to yourself after having your world rocked.

"oh, sweet girl, you didn't think that was it, did you?"

you'd have to wear this skirt more often.

─ [ . : ｡✿ ]

❛ will you still love me if it turns out i'm insane? ❜

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

Taking a break from retirement. I don't follow this blog (because the posts here can get a bit too intense sometimes), but when I get bored and miss StarKid (or check if my anon posts got published or reacted to), I do read the posts here. Here’s what I think about the current posts I’ve read.

Why do people who apparently dislike or hate Robert Manion still talk about him, even though the events happened a few years ago? Please ask yourselves this. Sure, he committed his wrongdoings back in 2020 and/or 2021, but is three years not enough to stop talking about it? People generally know his actions were bad. Even those who don't know him or know nothing about SK understand that harassing someone romantically and sexually online and saying insensitive or uninformed things is wrong. (If I miss something or I'm being vague about it, it’s because I avoid that Robert topic and vaguely remember what he actually said online. I don't care to read about them again because I know what's right and what's wrong.)

I don't even hate Robert, probably because I left the fandom when he joined. When I came back, he was no longer a part of SK.

To those who are new, please read Robert's fandom wiki page and look up information online about why he left and the controversies surrounding him in SK’s past. There’s no need to add to the discourse about someone whom StarKid carefully mentions online because of what happened—trust me, there’s already more than enough awareness about it online.

I remember they did not even tag Robert in their IG post about the Twisted anniversary, but they did post his character's photo. Joey briefly mentioned him while talking about TGWDLM or BF during the CC Kickstarter livestreams.

Note, expressing that you miss or wish Robert had stayed because you enjoyed his performances will likely attract replies about what he did, and they often repeat the same things. It’s probably best to avoid this.

He was a good and funny performer, then he made some mistakes, and he left SK.

And yes, Robert still talks and works with Jon Matteson and maybe a few other SK members. They probably made amends. Deal with it. It's their lives and friendships.

P.S. I block Robert Manion tags here on Tumblr, but I’m still curious why he is still discussed by fans as a person and what he did, rather than just as a performer. I can understand fans talking about his past creative work with SK, like how good of a performer he was and about his characters.

P.S.S. This is not an invitation to add more discourse or anon posts about him. If you want to react to this, there’s a comment section under this post and I might reply.

Will there still be a lot of discourse/posts about Rob’s actions in the next 5 or 10 years? Hopefully not, as we all get older and the active and older SK members will be in their 40s or 50s. Heck, they might even talk about him again and maybe open up about what he did (again) as a reflection, kind of like a deep-dive history documentary, when SK reaches their 20th or 30th anniversary or something.

I could say more about this but I'm just gonna say the biggest on my mind after reading this

I think a big reason people still talk is actually to inform fans who don't know, also it can be hard to seperate his performance from him, art vs artists

For you maybe not since you weren't part of the fandom while he was here but for many people he was MASSIVE part starkid and loved by many

Just because it's been 3 years doesn't mean people have to stop talking about it and should only think of the good parts of him, again it's pretty hard to do that

Also "note, expressing that you miss or wish Robert had stayed because you enjoyed his performances will likely attract replies about what he did, and they often repeat the same things. It's probably best to avoid this" what are you getting at here? First off although I can understand being nostalgic for before this all happened sure I'd honestly hope no one who knows what happened actually truly wishes he stayed, he sexually harassed someone in starkid, I don't think he should stay in the same company as the person he harassed. Second yeah people commenting about what he did are going to repeat the same things? Bc they are explaing what the bad things he did were? You can't add on or makr stuff very different when explaing what the bad things someone did were.

[darlinggeorgiedear]

do you think prince Edward regretted treating his father George V so disrespectfully and for saying that he was a terrible father? In few words, did he ever mature and apology for his wrongdoings?

He definitely didn't publicly apologize, so it's all just speculation. In Pope Hennessy notes for his biography of Queen Mary, which was commissioned in 1959, David is still pretty upset, but does say some nice things.

Wallis insists that Queen Mother wouldn't actually be helpful for the biography (after Pope Hennessy said she was), and explained that Mary and Queen Mother weren't close. David called his mother a "cold woman" many times, while showing letters of her "begging" David to not abdicate. Then David said how his father was "foul" to his mother and she would often get up and leave the table in response to his temper, and all the children would follow her in protest. Lastly, both Wallis and David separately say that only him, his sister, and his brother are the only real royals alive.

Yet, Wallis also said how close David was to his mother, and David talks about how kind and carefree Mary could be (when not with his father who he claimed had a negative influence on her).

All that they said was somewhat factual (yet unfair), but shows David and Wallis still were critical of David's family in the late 50s. Maybe he matured at this point and wasn't as rude as he had been before (nickname, rude comments about appearances etc.), but in my opinion, since he truly felt abandoned from his family, he had no intentions of making up with them.

[opalsiren]

i truly abhor what s**s*n thr** did with zane, cleo, and basically all the new characters that are introduced, but the writers managed to absolutely mangle rikki's character, too. miss girl has always been the least responsible member of the group but she is beyond insufferable to bella about keeping the mermaid secret from will. it's like the writers gave emma's 'annoying about school and studying' character trait to cleo so they had to give rikki emma's penchant for responsibility and control. i know it is pointed out in canon but it's especially hypocritical given rikki kept zane a secret from the others, not once but twice

speaking of keeping secrets, rikki having influence over the water tentacle and deciding not to tell the others is absolutely mind-boggling. perhaps her character regression in this moment is due to her missing emma or struggling with the café and her rapidly disintegrating relationship with zane, but that is never spelled out for the audience so it just seems like lazy writing and two steps backward for her overall development

the character in season three who looks, sounds, and sometimes acts like zane is absolutely more guilty of wrongdoing in their relationship, but rikki is a pretty shitty partner to him in the third season, too. she misses shifts at the café to go hang out at mako after her brush with the water tentacle, reneging on her commitments entirely. on my most recent rewatch i noticed rikki doesn't really work at the café much, mostly spending time there with her friends, so it doesn't surprise me that the place went under in a matter of months even without her flitting around at the moon pool

anyway the rikki chadwick we know and love would have been concerned about keeping the secret from will, but not to the point that she practically becomes an emma stand-in. she would have told the girls about her water tentacle encounter immediately, or at the very least taken a beat, then come clean shortly after the full moon in question. she would either call it quits with zane the minute she knew their relationship, and the café, weren't working out, or would actually show up and take responsibility for her commitments as she purports to do throughout the season. her shortcomings aren't nearly as egregious as that of some of the other characters, but rikki deserved better writing in season three. jonathan shiff take notes!