#and then i realised that i can't see my posts or my blog in searches

[indigostudies]

have you been shadowbanned? i can’t see your blog in my notes

yeah i think so T.T i've messaged tumblr about it since i found out about it yesterday, but i have yet to hear back, and................there's not anything i can really do about it myself :') it's really frustrating because my blog was just starting to get decently useful, and now my posts don't show up in the tags and my blog doesn't show up in searches, limiting how likely it is people who could find my archive of resources useful are able to find it.

[halfelven]

hii did you ever write a little fic about frodo and galadriel (and elrond i think) sailing to valinor, ive been thinking about it nonstop and the style was similar to yours? also i want you to know that everything you write goes straight to my heart have a lovely day :)

hi and thank you! 💗 i have written something about frodo sailing to valinor that has galadriel and elrond both in it. i hope this is what you were looking for! (and thank you so much for such a beautiful compliment and i hope you also have a very lovely day 💗💗💗)

[bbyquokka]

blow me instead?

– “Why should I blow out the candles, when you can just blow me instead?” prompt

pairing | lee felix x gender-neutral reader

genre | smut – 18+ is strongly advised!

cw | established relationship ; dom felix ; oral sex (blowjob) ; finger sucking ; cum swallowing ; deep throating

words | 2.6k ~ ( 2,693 ) + 2 fake texts !

notes | a lil smth for felix's bday. jisung's will be posted at a later date when i've finished it :( don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

m.list — wips list — you can also read it on my ao3

dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

you forgot. you’ve forgotten the most important day of the year and you are currently kicking yourself for it. it’s felix’s birthday, the one day of the year that you look forward to every single year – but for some unknown reason, this year you forgot.

maybe it’s because you’ve both been really busy that you haven’t given it a second thought. you’re always well prepared for things like this, but this year it slipped your mind.

you knew you forgotten something but you couldn't tell what. you had that nagging feeling in the back of your mind but you pushed it to the side. “i’ll figure it out later” you always told yourself only to forget – once again.

it wasn't until the day before, did you looked at your calendar and see ‘15th sept’ circled and decorated in hearts, labelled ‘felix’s bday!!’ did you panic. that nagging feeling quickly turned into a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. worry and panic washing over you and coating your skin in a cold sweat.

it was way into the night to go to the store to pick something up. everything was closed. you thought about making him something but realised that you don't have the materials to do so. so a quick search on the web was your last resort. you hoped you could find something that would do next day delivery but alas, after several hours of searching and drawing up blanks, did you accept your fate.

you woke up the day of his birthday, feeling guilty and it's eating you alive. you don't think you'd be able to face to him without bursting into tears.

“i should at least wish him a happy birthday.” you mumble. you take your phone from the night stand and open up felix's contact. your thumb hovers over the green circle. 

you hesitate. lips pursed together. you overthink. you can hear his sullen tone of voice. you can see his facial expressions twisted into sadness. your heart aches and feels tight, like someone is gripping onto it.

“fuck. i can't.” you throw your phone onto the bed beside you, watching it bounce from impact before rubbing your face with your hands and groaning. “maybe a shower will help me. i’ll call him then!” 

you didn't call him. in fact, you spent the whole day avoiding him. you did pop to the store and buy a small box of cupcakes and some candles. you had this idea of surprising him by turning up at his place with a fancy birthday cake, thinking it's better than nothing,  but when the store only had cupcakes to offer, that idea was quick to fizzle out.

the cakes are now sitting on the counter, untouched and unopened. you're in your lounge wear on the sofa, TV on but you're not tuned into whatever show it's playing. instead, you're on your social media, looking at what felix has been up to the whole day.

pictures of felix with chan, jisung and hyunjin. birthday wishes from friends and family flood his profiles. you're glad he's had a good day but that guilt just won't go away. 

you've shamelessly avoided him the whole day because you couldn't face him. it's cowardly of you and you know it, but in a way, you just shut off.

you rush to your feet. your sock covered soles slapping against the floor as you rush to the door. you open it and come face to face with a not so pleased looking felix.

'“i see you're still alive.” you swallow. he sounds irritated. he's angry at you and you don't blame him.

“felix, i–”

“are you going to let me in or are we just going to stand out in the hallway?” he cuts you off. you look down at your feet and shuffle to the side, opening the door wider for him.

he walks in, kicking off his shoes and hanging up his coat as you close the door behind him. he notices the unopened cupcakes and pack of birthday candles by the side of them.

“so?” he starts as he looks at you. your chin is tucked into your chest, fingers fiddling with one another. you feel like a child about to be told off by a parent.

“i'm so sorry, felix.” you start, keeping your eyes glued to your feet. you don't want to make eye contact with him because the guilt of forgetting is eating you alive. it's making you feel incredibly nauseous.

“for?” his arms crossed against his chest as he looks down at you, brow raised. his authoritative and dominant aura seeps out from his pores and clouds you, suffocating you in the process.

“... i–uh…” you start, words lodged in your throat. felix lets out a small, irritated sigh. “I forgot about your birthday.” 

your voice is small and cracks. you furiously blink back the tears that are threatening to spill from your lower lash line.

“you forgot?” you nod slowly. “is that why you've been avoiding me?” you nod again. “why?”

“because i thought you'd be angry at me… like right now.” felix runs his fingers through his hair slowly.

“i’m not angry that you forgot. it happens. i’m angry because you avoided me on my birthday.”

“i know.. i’m sorry.” you look up at him and chew your bottom lip. the cupcakes catch the corner of your eye. you rush to then, opening them and the candles before sticking one in the middle of the cake.

felix follows you and watches you with eager eyes. his gaze suddenly feels hot. he licks his lips as he admires your body, eyes flickering up and down.

he's undressing you with his eyes. 

you turn around, holding the cupcake in your hand with the candle flame flickering. you present it in front of felix and smile.

“i got you cupcakes though. i know it's not much but i couldn't find anything on such short notice…” felix simply hums and looks at the cake, then you. “are you not going to blow it out?” you question after some seconds pass.

felix leans in close. his lips brush against the shell of your ear as his voice drops and becomes low and deep. his warm breath fans against your ear as he speaks.

“why should i blow out the candles when you can just blow me instead?” 

goosebumps ripple along your skin. your heart suddenly starts racing. his breath feels ticklish against your ear, body temperature suddenly rising

“f-felix!” you squeak as he pulls back, finding amusement at your shocked facial expression. 

“i assume you didn't get me a gift so i can consider a blowjob as one. and if you do a good job, maybe i’ll let you off the hook for avoiding me on my special day.” 

“i–” you swallow a little, the heat from the candle is radiating onto your chin, adding to the increase of your own body temperature.

felix keeps his brow raised before trailing his hand down his torso to his groin where he squeezes and groans softly.

you can't take your eyes off him. you watch his hand squeeze and palm himself through his jeans. his veins bulging from his hands and arms. 

he kicks his head back a little, lips parting and giving you a view of his outstretched neck. his adams apple bobbing with his swallows. soft moan and grunts leaving his parted lips.

“don't just stand there.” his deep voice brings you back down to reality. “blow me.”

you place the cake down on the counter (after you blow out the candle) before kneeling in front of felix. he looks down at you. his dominate aura making you feel small and vulnerable but excited.

you can feel the pit of your stomach tingle and bubble with excitement. warmth coating your groin. the tips of your fingers and toes feel electric from the surging feeling of excitement that's mixed in with hormones.

you reach up and slide your hands up and under his t-shirt. his warm skin hugs the tips of your fingers. the sturdiness of his abs flexing and tensing with his stomach moving in time with his breathing.

you feel his smooth skin, tracing his muscles with your fingers. the only thing that isn't smooth, however, is the small, yet noticeable happy trail that runs from his belly button and disappears below his jean waistband.

“mhm..” felix hums softly, your touch giving him goosebumps. you move your hands lower until they come into contact with the rough fabric of his denim jeans.

you look up at him, asking for permission with your eyes to which he gives with a nod of his head.

you unbutton and unzip his jeans slowly, revealing that he is wearing black designer boxer shorts. you notice how his bulge is slowly, but surely, getting bigger with each passing second as he anticipates and waits.

you pull his jeans down to his knees. you press the palm of your hand against his crotch, massaging him slowly. he huffs. his cock twitching against the palm of your hand.

you give him a few gentle squeezes. your touch is too gentle for his liking so he looks down again you with glossy eyes.

“harder.”

you oblige by wrapping your fingers around his clothed length and squeezing, hard. his hips buck slightly and a soft, deep moan falls from his lips.

you feel his warm hand pressing against your cheek as his fingers graze along your jawline before bumping against your bottom lip.

he slowly strokes your lip, chewing on his own. 

“look at me.” you look up at him, making eye contact. two of his fingers nudge between your lips, gently pushing past them as you part them.

“good.” he whispers as his fingers caress your tongue. your brows furrow together, lips wrapping around the two digits as you suck. your saliva coats felix's fingers thoroughly whilst he pushes them further into your mouth until they're fully encapsulated in the warmth of your mouth.

the hand that around his clothed length has slowed down and is now loosely gripping him. your groin feels hot and excited, tingles in your stomach as felix explores the inside of your mouth with his two fingers before pulling them out slowly.

he gives a satisfying ‘hm’ before instructing you to continue with the nod of his head.

you whimper a little and reach up with both hands, grabbing the waistband of his boxer shorts. your fingertips brush against his hot skin, causing felix to shiver and huff in excitement.

you slowly pull down his underwear, revealing his happy train and v-lines slowly before his erect penis is revealed, bouncing and twitching at the sudden cold air hitting his hot shaft.

felix lets out a small breath of relief. the feeling of being restrained is no longer an issue. his hips buck slightly as you wrap your hand around the base of his shaft, stroking it slowly.

you watch the man above you slowly crumble. his penis twitching, pre-cum leaking from his slit. his shaft is hot against the palm of your hand, tip red and a few veins protruding along the sides.

your hand glides up and down his penis, rotating at the top. you use the pad of your thumb to gently rub his tip, smearing the pre-cum and making his tip glisten.

the sensitivity gets to felix. his hips rocking a little in your hand against his will, thigh muscles noticeable twitching. his head flops to the side slightly, half-lidded eyes looking down at you and watching your every move.

you lean in and lick the side of his shaft a few times before pressing your tongue against his tip and swiping it several times. his salty pre-cum coats your tastes buds, making you feel more excited.

you rub your thighs together as the heat in your groin is unbearable at this point. you're desperate for some sort of friction and attention but you're too into pleasuring felix. with the way felix is right now, you know he is going to be selfish and chase his own high.

your free hand cups and caresses his balls. felix hums softly as you roll and squeeze them gently in your hand whilst kitten licking his tip.

“c’mon, baby. you know i need more than that.” 

you close your eyes as you wrap your lips around his tip. felix shudders and huffs a little, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. you gently suckle on his tip, swirling your tongue around it a few times before slowly lowering your head and pushing more of him into your mouth.

the corner of your lips feels stretched, mouth stuffed. you try to make your jaw slack but even that is a struggle with how thick and long felix is.

you struggle to put half of his length in, settling with a little under. you can feel his tip bumping the back of your throat and saliva is quick to accumulate in your mouth.

felix huffs and puffs, body shuddering and twitching. he reaches down and runs his fingers through your hair a few times. 

you start to bob your head slowly. your hand stroking what your mouth struggles to reach. the head and hand move in synch with each other, providing equally, if not more, pleasure to felix.

he feels the pleasure rushing through his veins and burning. his toes curl against the floorboards and his grip on your hair tightening with each suck as a way to keep him stable and grounded.

“...fuck … baby, m-more..” he pants.

you oblige, increasing speed and intensity. felix's moans become more intense and breathy. his body and mind failing to comprehend the intense feeling of warmth and wetness from your mouth as well as the coolness of your palm.

“... oh fuck.. yes… so fucking good…” 

this just encourages you even more. you remove your hand and place them both on his thighs for stability. you push your head further down his length until you can feel it down your throat.

you hold back your gag reflex, swallowing a few times to tighten your throat around him. felix lets out a string of incoherent moans and whispers. 

your jaw hurts. your lips hurts. your knees hurt and you can't breath but listening to felix whimper and crumble makes it all worth.

you feel him twitch in your mouth. his hips thrusting involuntarily. he's a mess and he's close.

his balls are tightening and his body is coated in a thin layer of sweat. the sensitivity of his cock head is overbearing. 

“don’t stop.. 'm close..” he struggles to say between his moaning. his strangled moans mix in with the sloppy, wet sounds of your mouth. 

he lowers his head, chin tucked into chest as he whimpers. a string of “fuck” leaves his lips as he grips onto you. it doesnt take him long. his cock twitches in your mouth, hot fluid coating your tongue and throat.

felix whimpers and whines, huffing and puffing. his body twitches and jerks. you help him ride out his orgasm before slowly pulling away. 

you look up at him, making eye contact as you swallow. felix shudders and strokes your swollen bottom lip, saliva collecting on the pad of his thumb.

“you did good, yn.” with felix's help, you rise to your feet. the numb feeling of pain on your knees becoming more noticeable now that your legs are outstretched.

“does this mean i’m forgiven?” you mumble. felix nods and strokes your hair gently.

“sorta.” you look at him slightly confused. “my birthday isn't over just yet, yn.”

“true… so, what do you want?” 

felix takes you by the hand and drags you to the bedroom. he gently throws you onto the bed, stripping himself of his clothing as you lean on your forearms and watch.

“i want so much more.” he purrs as he crawls onto the bed, towering over you and kissing the shell of your ear.

“i’m a greedy man, yn. you should know that a blowjob is not nearly enough to satisfy me.”

[shradsmanifestt]

@shradsmanifestt Personal tips on loass

Ready for another kick ass blog? Haha Like most you might already know this right here is all you need to know about manifestation. If you haven't read it already, GO READ IT.

Now I'm gonna tell you my best personal tips to keep you guys motivated and help you more. These are my personal tips which have helped me very much in my life and I'm about to drop all of them over here rn. This is especially for you guys to stop posting asks for me to answer, to stop you from consuming more and more unnecessary information and to stop dumping your circumstances into my dms. I don't answer dms unless I feel so and that's that. Now without further ado let's get into the topic.

The only things you need to know about manifesting 101

Stop seeing your manifestation as a desire or something you're gonna try and manifest into your life. The minute you desired it, you are gonna accept the fact that it is yours. Now there is no backsies on this one. If it is yours then you don't have to go back into the old story of not having it because duhhhhh it's already yours.

Quit searching for the fastest or best technique and apply what you know. This is the easiest fastest way to manifest anything you want. Just admit it, you are lazy af. So if you really want it go apply it.

Stop making this shit complicated. I guess it could be pretty unnerving for you to realise that something so great could be so fucking easy and that's why you're complicating this shit up. All of us are taught that good things require hardwork and I'm gonna tell you rn that it isn't. It's your assumption that makes up your world. So you can either make this hard as hell or easy as fuck. Your move.

If you're persisting and then telling me how you've been persisting for this long and don't have it - you're not persisting on having it. You're persisting on how you've been trying so long and don't have it yet.

You are the validation. If you can desire something - You can have it. If you can see something in your imagination - You can have it. Even if you can't see it physically in your hands or in front of your eyes rn, doesn't mean it's not there. It takes a few months for the pregnant belly to start showing, doesn't mean the woman isn't pregnant right?

Your job isn't to : CHANGE THE 3D, DETERMINE THE HOW AND WHEN, TRY TO FORCE STUFF, CHECK FOR "MOVEMENTS" etc. Your only job is to know it's already done and persist on that. Affirm and persist if that looks good to you.

If you know it's already done and don't wanna affirm - That is fine and if you wanna affirm and persist - That's fine too. You can do whatever you want as long as you know that it's already done. There is no affirming from lack or affirming to get something or that kind of bullshit. You are just affirming and telling yourself how it's already yours and that's it.

Remember that if you're trying to control the manifestation, it just means that you had no control over it to begin with. Stop trying to force stuff, Stop looking for movements, Stop finding stuff to do to make it come to you. You don't have to do anything.

If you are persisting - YOU WILL NOT FAIL. I REPEAT YOU WILL NOT FAIL. So don't stop, don't give up. Live by my motto : Failure is not an option.

Love, Shrads

[nyxelestia]

Kinktober, Angstober, Flufftober, Whumptober, and Inktober 2024

Collecting the five biggest promptober events' prompts in one list for people who like to mix and match between challenges.

Kinktober: This year, there is no official kinktober prompt list, but multiple lists for various fandoms and individual blogs. For this post, I am using this list from Reddit, put together by u/Random_Stuff10 using past kink lists and kink generators.

Angstober: 2024 Prompt List Tumblr Post @angstober

Flufftober: 2024 Prompt List Tumblr Post @flufftober (warning: no custom theme, so you must be logged in to Tumblr to view)

Whumptober: 2024 Prompt List Tumblr Post @whumptober

Inktober: Rules and Prompt Page

Inktober not included as it is trademarked.

Prompts Organized By Day

Day 01

Kinktober 1. Edging | Harness | Oviposition Angstober 1. Again Flufftober 1. Lost Pet Meet Cute Whumptober 1. RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK | Search Party | Panic Attack | "If only we could hold on.” (Icysami x Renegaderr, Strangers.) Inktober 1. Backpack

Day 02

Kinktober 2. Threesome | Dehumanization | Watersports Angstober 2. Countdown Flufftober 2. “Left. Other left!” Whumptober 2. TRUST ISSUES | Amusement Park | Role Reversal | “You got away with the crime while the knife's in my back.” (Charlotte Sands, Rollercoaster) Inktober 2. Discover

Day 03

Kinktober 3. Vibrator | Crossdressing | Breeding Angstober 3. Self-Destruction Flufftober 3. Favorite Scent Whumptober 3. SET UP FOR FAILURE | Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you." Inktober 3. Boots

Day 04

Kinktober 4. Knotting | Impact | Virginity Angstober 4. Blood Flufftober 4. Market Day Whumptober 4. HALLUCINATIONS | Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More) Inktober 4. Exotic

Day 05

Kinktober 5. Non-con | Fisting | Masturbation Angstober 5. Do Better Flufftober 5. Acorn, Chestnut, Pine Cone Whumptober 5. SUNBURN | Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House) Inktober 5. Binoculars

Day 06

Kinktober 6. Suspension Play | Kidnapping | S&M Angstober 6. Medication Flufftober 6. Mistaken Identity Whumptober 6. NOT REALISING THEY'RE INJURED | Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms | Healed Wrong | "It's not my blood." Inktober 6. Trek

Day 07

Kinktober 7. A/B/O | Daddy Kink | Mind control Angstober 7. “You Still Don’t Get It.” Flufftober 7. Hoodie Weather Whumptober 7. ONLY FOR EMERGENCIES | Unconventional Weapon | Magic with a Cost | "It's us or them." Inktober 7. Passport

Day 08

Kinktober 8. Slave Training | Orgy | Belly Bulge Angstober 8. Growing Pains Flufftober 8. Chopping and Piling Wood Whumptober 8. SLEEP DEPRIVATION | Isolation Chamber | Forced to Stay Awake | "Leave the lights on." (Coldplay, Midnight) Inktober 8. Hike

Day 09

Kinktober 9. Praise Kink | Sharing | Stuck In a Wall Angstober 9. Promise Flufftober 9. “Don’t do that!” — “But…” Whumptober 9. OBSESSION | Broken Window | Bruises | “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.” (Fall Out Boy, Irresistible) Inktober 9. Sun

Day 10

Kinktober 10. Aphrodisiacs | 69 | Tentacles Angstober 10. Humiliation Flufftober 10. Bet, Game, Contest Whumptober 10. BLOW TO THE HEAD | Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight." Inktober 10. Nomadic

Day 11

Kinktober 11. Dirty Talk | Blow Jobs | Uniform Angstober 11. Wake Up Flufftober 11. Ingredients & Spells Whumptober 11. SEEING DOUBLE | Convenience Store | Loneliness | “Leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist.” (Taylor Swift, Illicit Affairs) Inktober 11. Snacks

Day 12

Kinktober 12. Overstimulation | Anal Sex | Temperature Play Angstober 12. Rotten Touch Flufftober 12. “This is spooky.” — “Really?” Whumptober 12. STARVATION | Underground Caverns | Cannibalism | "Just a little more." Inktober 12. Remote

Day 13

Kinktober 13. Dom/Sub | Branding | Body Modification Angstober 13. Shaking Flufftober 13. Attic, Cellar, Hidden Room Whumptober 13. TEAM AS A FAMILY | Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime) Inktober 13. Horizon

Day 14

Kinktober 14. Breath Play | Evil Twin | Double penetration in one hole Angstober 14. Only Around You Flufftober 14. Fantasy AU / Mundane AU Whumptober 14. LEFT FOR DEAD | Hunting Gear | Blackmail | “Because I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted” (tiLLie, kooL aiD mAn) Inktober 14. Roam

Day 15

Kinktober 15. Double Penetration | Orgasm Denial | urethra penetration Angstober 15. False Hope Flufftober 15. “What are you wearing?” — “It’s laundry day!” Whumptober 15. CHILDHOOD TRAUMA | Painful Hug | Moment of Clarity | "I did good, right?" Inktober 15. Guidebook

Day 16

Kinktober 16. Glory Hole | Captivity | Object insertion Angstober 16. No One Else To Turn To Flufftober 16. Yes, No, Maybe Whumptober 16. NECROSIS | Swamp | Wound Cleaning | "No, I can't feel anything." Inktober 16. Grungy

Day 17

Kinktober 17. Spanking | Fucking Machine | Gags Angstober 17. “Shhh…” Flufftober 17. Only One Bed Whumptober 17. NOWHERE ELSE TO GO | Ruined Map | Shipwrecked | "We had a good run." Inktober 17. Journal

Day 18

Kinktober 18. Dub-Con | Pregnancy | Cock Warming Angstober 18. Falling Stars Flufftober 18. Bewitched Whumptober 18. REVENGE | Unreliable Narrator | Loss of Identity | “I see what's mine and take it.” (Panic! at the Disco, Emperor's New Clothes) Inktober 18. Drive

Day 19

Kinktober 19. Degradation | Knife Play | Anonymous Sex Angstober 19. Tear-Stained Cheek Flufftober 19. Yarn Whumptober 19. BLOOD TRAIL | Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere) Inktober 19. Ridge

Day 20

Kinktober 20. Oral Fixation | Honeymoon | Shower Sex Angstober 20. Spare Me Flufftober 20. Paw Whumptober 20. EMOTIONAL ANGST | Shoulder to Cry On | Giving Permission to Die | "It's not your fault." Inktober 20. Uncharted

Day 21

Kinktober 21. Triple Penetration | Exposed | Hate sex Angstober 21. Abandoned Flufftober 21. Bonfire Whumptober 21. BODY HORROR | Body Horror | Tattoo Gun | Spirit Possession | “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.” (Apparat feat. Soap & Skin, Goodbye) Inktober 21. Rhinoceros

Day 22

Kinktober 22. Somnophilia | Humiliation | Size Difference Angstober 22. Crocodile Tears Flufftober 22. Heirloom Whumptober 22. BLEEDING THROUGH BANDAGES | Tourniquet | Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good." Inktober 22. Camp

Day 23

Kinktober 23. Dominance | Lactation | Sex Pollen Angstober 23. Safe/Unsafe Flufftober 23. Stormy Night Whumptober 23. FORCED CHOICE | Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you." Inktober 23. Rust

Day 24

Kinktober 24. Sensory Deprivation | Immobilized | pegging Angstober 24. Dark Sunrise Flufftober 24. Comfort Food Whumptober 24. RADIATION POISONING | Collapsed Building | Equipment Failure | “I never knew daylight could be so violent.” (Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light) Inktober 24. Expedition

Day 25

Kinktober 25. Blackmail | Teacher x Student | Crying Angstober 25. You’re No Better Flufftober 25. Haunted House Whumptober 25. SURGERY | Stitches | Being Monitored | "It's for your own good." Inktober 25. Scarecrow

Day 26

Kinktober 26. Surrender | Forced Prostitution | Cock Rings Angstober 26. Persuasion Flufftober 26. “I can’t find it.” Whumptober 26. NIGHTMARES | Breakfast Table | Parting Words of Regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” (Poe, Haunted) Inktober 26. Camera

Day 27

Kinktober 27. Master/Slave | Face Sitting | Aftercare Angstober 27. Curled Up Flufftober 27. Afternoon Stroll Whumptober 27. VOICELESS | Laboratory | Muzzled | “I have no mouth and I must scream.” Inktober 27. Road

Day 28

Kinktober 28. Sex Toys | Cheating | Fear Kink Angstober 28. Perfect Flufftober 28. Lucky Charm Whumptober 28. DENIAL | CCTV | Exposure | "They caught me red handed." Inktober 28. Jumbo

Day 29

Kinktober 29. Cum Inflation | Swallowing | Cervix Penetration Angstober 29. Get Out Flufftober 29. Time Capsule Whumptober 29. FATIGUE | Labyrinth | Burnout | "Who said you could rest?" Inktober 29. Navigator

Day 30

Kinktober 30. Bondage | Sadism | Monster Fucking Angstober 30. Nothing Else To Tell You Flufftober 30. “Forever?” Whumptober 30. RECOVERY | Hospital Bed | Holding Back Tears | "What have I done?" Inktober 30. Violin

Day 31

Kinktober 31. Fuck Or Die | Pet Play | Deepthroating Angstober 31. It Ends Here Flufftober 31. Make a Wish Whumptober 31. ASKING FOR HELP | Therapy | Making Amends | "I'm alive, I'm just not well." (Elliot Lee, Alive, Not Well.) Inktober 31. Landmark

Alternatives

Whumptober Alternatives

Body Swap

Communication Barrier

Finding Old Messages

Forgotten

Friendly Fire

Motion Sickness

No-Holds-Barred Beatdown

Regret

Secrets Revealed

Shivering

Survivor's Guilt

Time Loop

Used As Bait

Venom

Vermin

Flufftober Alternatives

Last Year's Favorites Alt 1: “I’ve got you” Alt 2: Rainy Day Alt 3: “Wait you love me?” - “I always have” Alt 4: “I hate it” - “No, you don’t” Alt 5: Porch Swing Challenge "Make it Fluffy!" Alt 6: Gravestone Alt 7: Getting Revenge Alt 8: Written but never sent Alt 9: Suddenly Severed Communication Alt 10: Rejected, Betrayed, Exiled, Left Behind

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Need

AN: This was born from my desire to have Hyunjin put his fingers in my mouth, my overall hand kink, and my general down badness for Hyunjin. I was working on another Stray Kids fic but, it got too frustrating so I had to take a step back. I decided to tackle other fics in my drafts in the meantime.

Synopsis: Your boyfriend looks particularly handsome tonight. It doesn't help that he's been running his fingers along his lips and fiddling with his hands in ways that are far too appealing.

Heads up: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem! Reader, pwp, established relationship, dirty talk, slight praise kink, fingering (f. receiving) and Hyunjin makes Reader suck on his fingers post fingering.

Word count: 718

I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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Normally, you're better at keeping your desires under control.

However, Hyunjin had been distracting you all night with his stupidly handsome face and equally as pretty fingers. Thinking back, you doubted you were subtle throughout the evening but, as you two kiss fiercely against his bedroom door, you can't find it in you to care now.

The party rages on outside of his room as you guide one of his hands to the bottom of your dress, leaving no room for questioning what you pulled him aside for.

Your thighs part for him instantaneously as his hand makes its way up towards your pussy. He groans against your mouth when his fingers make contact with the wet material of your panties.

"Fuck, I knew you wanted me but, you're already so wet," he mutters when he pulls back for air, his eyes lidded with want and surprise.

"It's not my fault you were being so hot all night," you respond breathlessly, hips pressing against his fingers in search of more friction. Nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt.

"I was being hot?" Your boyfriend asks bemused, applying more pressure as he strokes you through your likely ruined panties. Ensuring he pays special attention to your clit. You're always so cute when you get all needy like this.

"Ye-Yeah, so h-hot. You're always h-hot," you manage to breathe out, eyes fluttering at every electrifying stroke of your clit. You were so high strung that it probably wouldn't take all that much for Hyunjin to make you fall apart on his hand.

"Aw baby, I'm flattered," he coos, pulling you into another frenzied kiss while he pushes your panties aside to touch you directly.

Your reaction is instant.

Whining into his mouth as his fingers lightly run along your wet folds. His half-hard cock pressing against your thigh as he groans when he realises just how wet you are.

"Fuck," he mutters against your lips, sinking two fingers into you while his thumb rubs circles against your swollen clit.

All you can do is lean against the door for support and grip his shoulders for dear life at the intrusion. His long fingers curling in ways that already have you seeing stars and the harsh circles on your clit making your legs shake. More of your arousal leaking onto his hand all the while.

"Hyun-Hyunjin- please- I'm-," you're not entirely sure what you're begging for but, Hyunjin seems to understand you just fine. What little self-restraint he had snapping in an instant as he fucks you harder on his hand and, litters your throat with licks and kisses and nips.

One of your hands attempts to reach up to your unoccupied mouth to try and muffle your moans but, he stops you instantly. Usually warm eyes now lidded with want and a tinge of something more dangerous.

"I want to hear you," he says, eyes boring into yours while he brings you closer and closer to release. Intently taking in all your facial expressions and sounds. The obscene noises of your wetness only spurring him on further.

With a strangled cry of his name and your nails biting into his shoulder, you cum on his ridiculously pretty fingers. Your eyes are shut as shudders and tremors render your body immobile for a few moments but, you're sure you can faintly hear Hyunjin saying something. You're too far gone to make out what it is, however.

"You did so good," he praises after giving you a soft kiss. Slowly pulling his fingers from your still slightly spasming walls and your legs quake at the movement.

"Thank you," you say weakly once you remember how to speak and his eyes flash briefly before he presses a more searing kiss to your likely bruised lips.

"If you keep being so cute, I might have to fuck you," he says and, you're not sure if that's a threat or a promise. Before you can respond, however, his glistening fingers tap on your bottom lip. Without much prompting, you take them into your mouth. Hyunjin's plush lips part as he watches you lick his fingers clean. A quiet moan leaving said lips when you slightly gag from taking them too deep too fast.

Looks like he's going to have to fuck you after all.

[beewolfwrites]

Hiii! I've been on your blog for a while and really liked everything you wrote Chishiya related (I'm reallyyy looking forward for the new chapters in vThe Oar in the Sand", I literally spent the whole night reading your series and now I'm hungry for more of it :3)

Anyway besides screaming my love for your writing I came to humbly ask if you could write some chishiya x fem!reader, where his coworkers didnct know he had and S/O at all and are pretty shocked (honestly I ate this prompt every time)

Have a wonderful day and drink water! Can't wait to hear from you :3

Hey! Thank you so much, I hope you enjoyed the series so far, and I've started writing the next chapter of The Oar in the Sand so hopefully I'll be able to update it soon, and I may even post a little snippet of the new chapter later today :)

I really enjoyed writing this, even if it's mainly Chishiya destroying the dreams of one hopeful nurse. Your water reminder was kind of an inspiration too.

Have a wonderful day too!!

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Long shifts were always tiring. Not so much because of the complexity of the surgeries - with my skills, even ten hour operations were manageable, and once you removed yourself emotionally even the most intricate surgeries felt mechanical. No, what drained me most was the small talk, that calm, reassuring bedside manner that I'd spent years mastering. It was like playing a role, one that I felt no familiarity towards, no joy. And then there were the questions…

‘Will I be okay, Doctor?’ 

‘What will happen to me? Will I be able to live a normal life?’ 

‘Will I see my family again?’ 

Such ridiculous questions. Everything in this world comes with risk. They were more likely to die in a car accident on the way to the hospital than on my operating table. And if life was simply a gamble, what difference did it make?

The hospital was quieter now as the night staff began to arrive, trading shifts with their daytime colleagues. Outside, the sky had darkened into dusk and the city skyline burned neon. I headed back to my office, shrugging off my white coat and hanging it on the wall beside a dusty looking picture that had been part of the room long before I moved in. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of leaving the office door open. 

‘Chishiya-sensei?’ 

One of the nurses, Honoka, was lurking in the doorway, her fist raised as if she had intended to knock before seeing that I was there. She was only a couple of years older than me, but clearly lacked the ability to realise when her presence wasn’t needed. Or wanted, for that matter. 

‘Honoka,’ I replied cooly. I was too drained to bother with a false smile. 

Again? Let’s get this over with. 

She fluttered about nervously, one hand hidden behind the door frame. How pathetic. Obviously she was hiding some kind of token - a gift, of sorts. 

‘Is it a bad time? I wanted to catch you before you went home for the day.’

Losing interest already, I diverted my attention to my bag, searching through the pockets and feeling around at the base. Hospitals were funny about their rules, what you can and can’t wear due to risk of infection. Still searching, I cut to the chase. 

‘Did you have something for me?’ 

Her jaw dropped and her eyes averted immediately. ‘How… How did…’ She shook head and revealed her hand. She was holding a bottle of strawberry flavoured water, which she immediately presented to me. ‘I just wanted to congratulate you on the surgery this afternoon.’ 

I glanced at the bottled water. ‘The appendectomy?’ 

A basic one-hour procedure… talk about grasping at straws. 

‘Err, yes.’ She gulped. 

She was unsure of herself now, possibly because I lacked any and all interest. Sighing, I checked one last pocket in my bag before finally finding what I was looking for. The wedding band was cool and familiar in my palm, and I slipped it on my finger. 

‘Thank you Honoka,’ I said, taking the water from her. ‘I think I’ll save this for my wife. She’ll probably be tired.’ 

Honoka’s expression drained of all colour. ‘Your… your wife, Chishiya-sensei? You never mentioned you were married.’ 

I smiled - the same cheerful mask I had worn for years now. ‘I don’t believe anybody asked.’ 

And I don’t believe it’s anybody’s business. 

I slotted the bottled water in my bag, only for Honoka to flinch. ‘I just thought you might have been thirsty.’ 

Hauling my bag onto my shoulder, I slipped past her in the doorway on my way out. ‘My wife likes strawberry. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it.’ 

I didn’t bother to look back, even though this news would spread like wildfire around the hospital staff by the next morning. I didn’t care. If anything, it was one less nuisance to deal with; Honoka, or any of the other nurses, wouldn’t be paying any impromptu visits to my office from now on. My thumb stroked the wedding band on my finger, a constant reminder of the only thing that truly mattered. 

As if on cue, my phone hummed in my pocket. It started as a one-off after a bad day, but when one bad day turned into a bad week, a bad year, and then a bad workplace, your post-shift phone calls quickly became a familiar habit. Surprisingly one that I never tired of. 

I picked up, skipping the greetings. ‘You’re finished already?’ 

‘Yep! Just heading to the car now. Where are you?’ 

‘What a coincidence,’ I said, using my free hand to take out my car key. The headlights flashed in the distance. ‘I’m on my way.’ 

You sighed on the other line, and I could hear the muffled sounds of you sliding into the driver’s seat. ‘Today’s really dragged, huh? I can’t wait to see you. It’s been terrible.’

‘Terrible, hm?’ I opened the door to my own car. 

‘Yeah. I’ve been so busy! They just keep throwing work at me and I can’t keep up. None of us can. I don’t know how long I can keep working here, Shuntarou.’

‘Well,’ I said, sliding my bag into the passenger seat. ‘I’ve got a story that’ll cheer you up.’

‘A story?’  

I smiled. ‘You like strawberries, right?’ 

[therealvinelle]

Hey! I'm reading your fic Last Christmas right now (on chapter 10) and I just wanted to say that it's great, I can't put it down. Do you think some of these characters (like bella and garrett) would actually do these things in canon, or did you write them this way just for this fic? Of the four characters whose perspective did you like writing the most and who was the most challenging to write for? I have a lot of thoughts and questions so I wanted to hear what you think!

(Last Christmas was cowritten with @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin)

Oh, we don't write what we don't think the characters would do given the right circumstances, in fact my meter of a well-written fic has always been "did this push character A to a believable extreme?".

Once upon many years ago before we were even friends, The Muffin impressed me greatly with the ending to The Unwinding Golden Thread, in which Tom Riddle chooses to kill himself to give Harry Potter a chance to live. It was a perfect collision of events and character development that led Tom to doing this, and I was deeply impressed in a formative way by it.

So, while Last Christmas was a challenge especially with Bella since we couldn't spell out why she was acting the way she was without having the characters turn to the camera and be emotionally self-aware enough to break the fourth wall, we instead had to hope we'd conveyed it well enough from her perspective. Essentially: she believes Renesmee ran off voluntarily and refused to pick up on the phone, and the only reason she can conceive of is spite. She feels angry and betrayed that her daughter who has been spoilt rotten her entire life would do something so selfish, the fact that she chooses a trip to Europe to throw this tantrum makes it worse as Bella thinks the trip is a big privilege. Add in that Bella never seems to really see Renesmee as a person, but rather an accessory to Bella's happily ever after with Edward (I'm sure we have posts on this, but it's late in my time zone so you'll have to search mine and @thecarnivorousmuffinmeta's blogs yourself if you're further interested), and this behavior doesn't just make Bella angry, it shakes at the very foundation for why she felt affection for her.

When Renesmee then turns out to be with the Volturi, and Bella realises Edward and Jacob will get themselves killed or brainwashed when they go to her, it's an easy choice to try and stop them, which of course goes poorly.

Writing this is difficult, as Bella on the page appears volatile, harpy-like, and very unlike the Bella we last saw in Breaking Dawn, but we really did try to get across "This is how things could sour very quickly if Bella's happily ever after went off-script". (There's also this post. My second ever on this blog!)

As for Garrett, he seems to be into the vegetarianism purely for the novelty of it and I don't expect it to last.

[slavicafire]

I apologize if this is not something I should ask you but do you have any advice for new users? I still don’t quite know how to work this site.

oh goodness. no need to apologise, of course, but I doubt I can give any meaningful advice here - especially given that I've never really been a user of any other social media site and so most things about tumblr seem very obvious to me, like asking a native speaker of a language for tips to learn it - but I've seen plenty of useful posts going around, many of which can be found under the new users tag.

still, some things that I haven't seen mentioned all that much that might be useful for following and/or interacting with a blog like mine:

while there are some blogs (especially sideblogs) with very specific and consistent content, most users will have things that are Their Thing... and then a lot of other stuff thrown in there as well. using me as an example: I have my sideblogs which function as sort of e-shrines, devotional spaces, and these will have very specific and uniform sort of content pertaining to their very theme. now, my main blog - so the one you've sent this ask to - is mostly Slavic Paganism and Folklore related, but of course, as you can see, there's just... everything else I like here as well. it often will lie somewhere close to that Slavic and Folk domain but sometimes will go in such different or opposite directions that it might be surprising for someone used to really uniform spaces.

many blogs will have specific personal tags which are used as labels to categorise posts on the blog, be able to get back to them, signal a very specific sort of content, or allow followers to blacklist it. for example, I have the tag #żmija gada which is a tag I use for my personal posts where I talk about things. I have tags like #folklore which allow me to have some order to my blog but will also show up for users searching tumblr for that content in general, and then I also have tags like, for example, #bad luck confessions, which is a tag related to a very specific ask thread I have with people interacting with my blog and that makes very little sense outside of my blog.

even if you follow someone and like 99% of their content, don't be afraid to blacklist the 1% you don't like. sometimes this balance will even shift in the other direction and that's also alright: I follow users I really like but block like 80% of their content because I don't care for it. blacklisting/blocking tags is encouraged and not seen as a bad thing at all.

building a dashboard you will enjoy - observing or interacting with - will take time. while you can, of course, follow 100 recommended Big Blogs or Specific Content Blogs right away, chances are that you will experience much more enjoyment once you organically start finding new blogs you might like. if you like the content of a given blog, don't be afraid to check the blogs that person reblogs from or the blogs they interact with - and follow those, or look through them to find other blogs. community building works a bit different on tumblr and it takes time to learn it organically. there is no rush, don't worry.

don't be afraid to unfollow if you realise you don't like the content. it's okay, and it's much better than seeing something that bothers you all the time - or, gods forbid, messaging the user to ask them to change what they post.

if you want to ask someone something, sending an ask is much better than a submission (if they have them open) - submissions have to be posted instead of answered and it's a whole mess. also, not everyone will want to interact through DMs - sometimes they're really broken, and are, after all, direct messages, and not everyone wants to just start talking to strangers as if they're friends already.

honestly, take it easy. it's just a silly website, you can't commit some sort of grave social blunder that will haunt you forever - just take your time, find content you like, and have some patience with how the technical part of the experience works.

[reviewinghiccup]

RIDERS OF BERK | HTTYD SERIES | BREAKING DOWN HICCUP

Blog Post Series: Breaking Down Hiccup

Title: Breakneck Bog

Ep/Season: Episode 17, Season 1 (Riders of Berk)

Premise:

Hiccup and gang set out to the mysterious, maybe even dangerous Breakneck Bog in search for something once lost.

CHARACTER DISCUSSION

HICCUP HORRENDOUS HADDOCK III

(1) THE FILIAL SON

Stoick, Gobber, Hiccup, Thornado and Toothless go on a journey to find Trader Johann who is late and carrying a parcel on his ship Stoick really wants. When the mission fails, Hiccup decides to venture out on his own, to retrieve the lost treasure for his father.

Stoick didn't tell Hiccup that the treasure was actually a gift from his mother, knowing that if Hiccup knew that, he would've gone out of his way to get it back. However, what Stoick probably didn't bank on was the fact that Hiccup would do anything for him, regardless.

note: I need to get me one of those Berk crested satchels. Looks like it can carry a lot.

Of course, Astrid will come to find out about it and because our boy here cannot lie to the girl he likes, he told her everything. Well, that and more because, Astrid reads him like a book.

(2) UNHEEDED WARNINGS & STUBBORNNESS ISSUES

It felt like the running theme of the episode was unheeded warnings. Hiccup decided to find Trader Johann, even though it wasn't his father's wish for him to handle the operation on his own.

Snotlout got everyone to join the expedition despite being warned to keep the scout-group small.

And the decision to go into Breakneck Bog itself was stubbornness disguised as adventure.

It's so funny how Hiccup has no control over his group sometimes. No, sorry, its hilarious.

TRADER JOHANN

I open this question to the floor, do you think this incident was planned by Johann or did he really suffer an accident?

I mean, what are the odds that a valuable item to Stoick and Hiccup would be found on his ship the day he just had to pass Breakneck Bog. Do you think Johann planted it? I mean, it's not uncharacteristic of an evil mastermind to do so.

But that would mean, he knows them scarily well and planned to get rid of the riders this way.

Why I ask this question is because he was found on a plank, stranded in the middle of the ocean. We don't see any other ships or people nearby to help him. Did he really go that far to disguise his disloyalty?

Again, it wouldn't be uncharacteristic of him to do so. But still, no one can fault the dude for his dedication. Or acting.

THEME, MESSAGE & STORYLINE

"Most people are afraid of things because they don't understand them. For me, it was dragons. Then one day that changed, and my greatest fear became my best friend." - Hiccup

Just like Breakneck Bog and the elusive Fog Monster, there was great fear in the unexplainable. However, when the "cover" is blown and what was suppose to be scary ended up being nothing but a facade, we truly see where fears lie, in ignorance of truth.

A fear of dragons was the downfall of the village, until they started understanding them. Then they realised, like Hiccup did, that dragons were just like them. Scared, nervous, strong, independent.

That was also Valka's message which we learn in HTTYD 2. I liked this episode because it combined all my favourite bits of the show. The heartwarming family values, the bond of friendship, adventure and their overarching lesson, that you don't have to be afraid of the things you can't yet understand.

The episode is shrouded in mystery, i.e., Breakneck Bog, the Lost Treasure, the Fog Monsters. But the best part about it is how it is uncovered. And what "treasure" means to someone, is completely how we attach value to it.

Further, inasmuch as you can hate on Snotlout or be annoyed with the twins, you can't help but know that as a group they work well together and they will be there for each other.

In terms of comedic timing and pacing, this show definitely hits as one of the better ones. It's a mix of adventure, humour, family - in essence, what the entire franchise is about, but as a series it was a lovely bite size piece to enjoy.

PERSONAL FAVOURITE MOMENTS

A) EVERYONE UPSET THAT THEY HAVE A CONSCIOUS

B) HICCUP'S SIDE EYE WHEN SNOTLOUT CALLED ASTRID'S GRANDFATHER STUPID

C) A SCARED FISHLEGS OFFERING HICCUP HIS MOTHER

D) SNOTLOUT CALLING OUT JOHANN

Given Snotlout's distrust, he is actually someone who calls Johann out constantly. One thing Hiccup does fail to discern is the true nature of people. Which is a flaw that leads him to most of his problems.

E) ASTRID AND HICCUP'S HERO POSE

[megalony]

hi!! omg can not wait to read your upcoming fiction! however, I forgot if I have read stress levels or not. maybe this is me not thoroughly looking at your masterlist, but I can not seem to find it! I have tried to search it up too, and nada can't find anything. would you mind sending the link here? <3 would be lovely to read (or re-read) the first part of stress levels before seeing what will happend in the follow up imagine 😊 thank you so much in advance and sorry if this is bothering you!!!

Ooh my god I had a moment of panic here as I searched for it in my blog and it wouldn’t pop up! I’ve had to go through my notifications to find it as I knew someone has recently liked it.

Here is the link and I’ve realised it isn’t on my masterlist so I will make sure to add it now thank you for letting me know. I hope you have fun reading it and will enjoy when I post the second part later lovey 🥰

Stress Levels

😍😍😍

[coockie8]

Wait what? Girl what happened? Do you mind talking about it? We could go to dms if you'd like cause I've never seen Anything on that

It's pretty public, like at least two posts about it will come up if you search my username (unless you already have these people blocked, or vice versa), so we don't have to go to DMs, but this will be long, so I'm gonna put it under a Keep Reading.

About 3-4 years ago on the original variation of my Dark Ace ask blog @red-eyed-raven, a user whose username I can't remember (who will from here on out be referred to as A), and won't share anyway because despite what they did, I don't think they deserve to be harassed, started interacting with Dark Ace, and chatting with me a bit.

We moved over to discord to engage a bit of a more personal relationship (a decision I will rapidly come to regret), they realised that I was coockie8, and briefly gushed about how they'd been a fan of my art for a while. I joined their discord server, I had a (deeply uncomfortable due to my anxiety) voice call with them, and I'd even given them the (real life) name I'd been going by at the time.

On the ask blog, there was also another user (who we'll refer to as B) I'd been kinda low key roleplaying with (who I also moved over to discord with at a point), and the roleplay did get sorta spicy in spots (by "spicy" I mean Dark Ace suggested showering with this person's character at one point). Now, I will admit B had "high school student" written in their bio, but as someone who was in high school until their literal 20's, that didn't actually give me any indication of their age. Given the usually spicy content on the blog, I figured they were 18+. I am fully willing to admit I made a mistake here; I should not have made assumptions.

Anyway, at some point I noticed that I'd been removed from the discord, and when I asked A, who was the server owner, about it, I was told they didn't approve of the dark content I was writing with a friend who was running a Lightning Strike blog at the time, and they'd rather I not be in the server, and I took that in stride, blocked A so they wouldn't be forced to interact with me in any way, and moved on. Prior to this, the Lightning Strike blog in question had received a nasty anon accusing them of romanticizing abuse because of the "stockholm-ish" nature of the way we were portraying Dark Ace and Lightning Strike's relationship.

After a few days of Dark Ace not getting interactions from A, someone asked if something had happened, and I explained A wasn't comfortable with the kind of dark topics I cover (understandable), and that, in retrospect, they might have even been who'd sent that nasty anon to my friend.

This was the catalyst. A wasn't blocked from @red-eyed-raven, so they saw the ask andhad a full blown meltdown over me just suggesting that they might have sent that anon hate.

It was at this point A started hunting me down on other accounts, taking screenshots of any art they found objectionable (including a picture I'd drawn at 14 of Aerrow getting raped by Mr. Moss) and poured all of it into a callout post accusing me of being a pedophile and a groomer, and called me a "backstabber" for hiding this from them (if you've been following me for any amount of time, you know I don't hide this). They posted (poorly censored) art they fully considered to be "child porn" Gods I hate that term publicly for all of their followers to see. But I was, somehow, the only one committing a crime in their mind. I don't know.

I don't need to explain where the "pedophile" part comes from; these people believe a cartoon character assigned the narrative trait of a number below 18 is the exact same thing as a real, living, breathing 14-year-old. As a CSA survivor, this grinds my gears for obvious reasons.

The "groomer" part was over the barely spicy RP with B, as well as the fact I'd admitted to them that the police had seen my "objectionable art" in the past and did nothing (this part is crucial, at least to me, 'cause there's at least 1 user who's been trying to claim I've been convicted. I have not. I have no record. They're lying.), because drawings are not the same thing as hurting a real person, and there's literally nothing wrong with creating dark and taboo art. The act of stating this objective fact (that art is not real life) is, apparently, "grooming", I guess.

A couple more "callout" posts were made, rife with all the same misinformation, and I left the fandom for a year. Upon tentatively returning about a year later, I immediately got attacked by these people, and promptly shut down for a while until I'd established myself in the proship community, and didn't feel so isolated anymore. This is when I fully returned, and it's taken at least 2 years for me to stop drowning in anxiety every time I hyperfixate on this show.

So yeah, that's the gist. I know it's long, sorry.

[bi4demibuddie]

hey not trying to be rude or anything but tim minear said the “buck is trying to get eddie’s attention” idea was a purposeful bait and switch, buck thinks he’s jealous that his friend has found a better friend, he realises that it wasn’t actually eddie’s attention he wanted when tommy comes round

Hey anon, do you have a link to the interview where Tim minear says that? Because I've searched and I can't find it and i'd really like to know if Tim really said that.

Second, I tagged the post anti b*ckt*mmy for a reason, so next time you go into the buddie tag and see a post like mine, maybe consider not sending an anon trying to correct them. We are all trying to have fun here. I don't go into b*ckt*mmy blogs sending them asks and telling them how i think they are wrong in this or that. Let's just all stay in our lane, block the tags that upset us and try to enjoy ourselves. I find b*ckt*mmy cute, but it's asks like these that sour my enjoyment of that ship.

[archiveikemen]

Koihana Bakumeiroku Prologue: Chapter 9

I do not own any of the Koihana Bakumeiroku content being uploaded on this blog, everything belongs to CYBIRD and Animate. Please support them by playing the game and buying stories. Not 100% accurate, expect mistakes.

read this before interacting with my posts

Rin: No way… where could I have dropped it?

(That towel was a gift from grandma…)

It was something that meant a lot to me. Even though I said that I dropped it, I won't give it up so easily.

Rin: I need to look for it carefully…

I started retracing my steps and searching all the places I’ve been to.

(If I really dropped it…)

Rin: Ah…

While walking around, I suddenly thought of something when I was near the forest.

(It might be there!)

…

I immediately went into the forest to search for my missing handkerchief.

Rin: Please let me find it…

There was only one of that handkerchief in the entire world, and I absolutely had to find it no matter what it took.

(I can't find it anywhere…)

I searched for it all day and to no avail.

(What should I do, grandma…)

I tightly squeezed the hem of my clothes.

???: … Oi.

Rin: !

Just then, a deep voice called out to me.

???: Is this the item you dropped?

Rin: Oh!

The man with a unique aura was holding the handkerchief I had been looking for.

Rin: Yes, it is! My handkerchief…!

???: I see, here you go.

Rin: Thank—

When I thanked him and was about to take the handkerchief, our hands lightly touched.

Rin: Ah!

I took the handkerchief, and reflexively retracted my hand.

(His hand is so cold. … It’s practically humanly impossible for someone’s hand to be that cold.)

I couldn't help but be surprised by his body temperature that felt as if there was no blood flowing through him.

I nervously looked at the man, and he blinked in surprise before narrowing his eyes again.

???: … Is my hand cold?

Rin: Ah…

(Did I hurt his feelings…?)

I suddenly realised that my actions were disrespectful.

(It’s not common for someone to have cold hands, but still…)

Rin: You helped me pick my item up… I’m so sorry for reacting that way!

???: … Your shocked reaction was expected.

Rin: Huh?

???: Nothing…

Even though I felt strange about the man who turned his face away from me, I spoke up again.

Rin: This item truly meant a lot to me, thank you so much for helping me find it.

???: … Cherry blossoms, huh. This is a nice handkerchief.

The man said in a soft voice.

???: … Then you should store it well, don't lose it again.

And with that, the man walked away.

(I’m really glad I found my handkerchief. … Nevertheless, that man still gives me a strange feeling.)

He gave off a unique aura, different from anyone else I’ve met.

Rin: … But he must be a very kind person.

(Because he helped me find my handkerchief.)

The cold feeling still lingering on my hand, I tightly held my handkerchief and left the forest.

…

Rin: Sigh…

I was faced with another problem.

(I can’t believe I’m lost…)

I seemed to have ventured too far into the forest in search of my missing handkerchief.

It took me quite a bit of effort to find my way out of the forest, only to end up somewhere I’ve never seen before.

(What should I do…? I don't know where I am. I need to ask someone for directions…)

Rin: Excuse me, do you know the way to…

Passerby: Sorry, I’m in a rush.

I tried asking the people passing by, but perhaps they were too busy, no one stopped to help me.

(What should I do?)

It made me uneasy to be all alone in a foreign place.

I felt as if everything before my eyes was turning dark.

Like I was sensing a fragment of my lost memories—

Rin: !

I shook my head.

(This is different from back then. Right now I’ve only lost my way, nothing more.)

(Moreover… if I don't go back, Kido and Mori will get worried about me.)

???: …

Rin: !?

— I lifted my head to see an unfamiliar man who had been standing there since who knows how long.

(W-Who are you!?)

[lotusmi]

I don't usually send asks to blogs bcs i know your inbox is already flooded but i can't help this time and i really hope you help me. I feel lost. I've been on tumblr for 2 years now and its quite embarrassing that i didn't make any difference in my life and no its not the law that is to blame. Its me. I wasn't disciplined with affirming and persisting when that was the trend. I wasn't determined to enter void either. I would tell myself I'll do it tonight but then i would get lazy and just go to bed. Now since states is what everyone's doing i decided to learn about that too. I've been trying to live in my desired state but it feels like I'm faking it. I still feels like I'm doing this to manifest and not something that i already have in my life. I'm not sure if you're okay with me sending you a dm so I'll share my problem here in the ask itself. I want to move out to a different country and i have my desired life in my mind. I know everything that i want in life and the lifestyle but i don't know what to do. As i said i feel lost and I've probably overconsumed loa information too and im doing it again. Looking for posts and some cheat code that i can find. But I'm done. Everyday when i realise im not living the life i want to live i get more depressed. So can you please tell me what to do ? What state do i live in ? As far as i know when you live in your desired state you're embodying the person who has it all and I've tried doing that but after 2 days i give up cause i dont see it in my 3d. I'll be honest i want to move out asap and i guess that's why my faith is shaking.

Well, to be honest overconsuming was the biggest problem in my life too. What helps me when I feel like this, is just going back to watch edward art videos, read his posts and read Neville books too. I took me so much time to the law to click to me as it now clicked. Not knowing where to start made me feel down lots of times. But I kept going. Now I feel better but it is kinda hard to me to say where to start since I had to face this so much too. I want you to remember to use your imagination as confirmation, not the 3d. The 3d only reflects, that's the importance of using imagination as confirmation. Try creating your own rules, and if you want to do it, then do it. This has to come from you, you have to decide, you have to want to do it. And then you assume you have, you assume you are. Again, I recommend you reading/watching Edward content and tr searching within yourself the motivation to do what you want now

[16woodsequ]

(For the writers truth and dare ask game)

I was unsure how many I could pick so I chose two, 🍓 because I’m genuinely curious and 🍦for the fun of it!

Also excuse me for not interacting as much as I usually do, but now I’m back :)

(From this ask game)

Thanks for the ask! I always love them :D

🍓 how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

Oh that's something I haven't thought about in a while! Okay, so my first introduction to fandom was through DeviantArt. I grew up on transformers and went looking for cool fanart. I found some but couldn't comment without an account, so I made my first fandom account. I wasn't planning to post anything, but a stranger followed my empty blog and sent me an encouraging note saying they couldn't wait to see what I did. (I still think of them, we never became mutuals or anything, it was like they were a benevolent fairy godmother telling me to create, and then I never saw them again, but I owe them a lot!)

So I posted a few drawings and followed a bunch of people and groups on DA. I began reading fanfiction there. But I still never even thought to post my own work at the time.

But circa 2014 I am very invested in reading fic and I have a favourite Transformer character (Starscream) whom I have created an entire backstory for (sparked by a take I didn't agree with in a fic). I'm deep into mentally writing stories, with my own Mary Sues and everything. It's my daily pass-time, daydreaming these stories and meta.

It still doesn't occur to me to write any of these until one day I'm watching The Hobbit, and Ed Sheran's I See Fire plays and hits me like a lightning bolt. This song is perfect for my fav character!! Someone's got to have written about it, right???

So I scour fanfiction sites (I can't remember if I'd started reading on Ao3 yet, but I'd definitely been on FNN) but No One had written this Very Niche idea???

And that's when the concept of writing my own fic started. I just had too. The idea was too good. So my first fic was a song fic writing on the DA STASH program (not even Word lol. This thing didn't even have a word count, and my editing process was to read the wip backwards word for word, searching for misspellings or other typos).

And after that I suddenly realised that if I wanted people to see my fav character in the same light I did, I had to write it. And so it began.

I eventually started posting on FNN, and then in 2016 on Ao3. My first Marvel fic followed a similar process where I got an idea and it was just too good and people needed to know about it, so Lessons Learned was written on STASH. (I think around then I finally moved to Word XD). I still have an old account on DA, but I haven't been active on it in many years. It does hold a special place in my heart for being the place I started learning about fandom and writing in though.

So I guess I started writing fanfic because no one seemed to be writing my stories, and I had Opinions that needed to be shown.

🍦 name three good things about a character you hate

Oh geez, lemme think.

Quickest name comes to mind is Rumlow. But that's in a Love to hate situation. I know some people like to redeem Rumlow, but I love how he can shorthand so easily as just the worst guy you know.

He's just the worst (positive). No matter what AU you're reading you know any character named Rumlow is going to be the worst scum ever.

I mean, I've heard about what it's like to live with large, bad burns. So good for him for making it through the acute period and living with it I guess.

Kind of ties in to the first point, but there's not much he wouldn't believably do. You want an unhinged bad guy? Rumlow will help you out. Does he have morals or did he lose them with the burns? Your choice writer! He's up for anything.

Hope you enjoyed the ask! Oh and don't feel bad at all about engagement! I know how life can get sometimes and I'm not ever going to get mad for something like that.