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Hey Tara, could you do some Toby fluff? Like, specifically a fempov after a nasty breakup...??? Sorry for the weird request ik you usually do smut but I love your style and need some sort of comfort after my boyfriend left me, even if it is just a fictional character... Love you ❤️
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crown || ticci toby
‘wait, you can’t please everybody’
sum: after a messy breakup you’re undeniably heartbroken and toby wants to make you feel better
tw: unintentionally a little angsty but mostly fluff
a/n: my dearest anon, i am so sorry i just now saw your request. i hope this is not too late and hopefully helps you navigate through your journey and makes you feel a little better. i went through a messy breakup around christmas as well and feel like this resonates with me as well. i’m not the best at writing fluff but i tried, i hope you enjoy and are doing well <3
“I-I found you!”
You could hear that Toby was excited, even as your back was turned to him. You had been curled up in a ball for the past hour, hiding in the attic of the mansion. Dust covered boxes were scattered around the room, your small form perched beside the oval window. You didn’t say anything, unable to match Toby’s typical perky energy. Your knees were tucked to your chest, your gaze settled on the grass outside.
Toby frowned slightly at your lack of a response, the young proxy walking around one of the boxes. “Hey, y-you good?” He asked unsurely. Toby wasn’t good at handling negative emotions, or so he thought. The moonlight gave him a good look at your face, which made his eyes go wide. Bags hung under your eyes, your lips chapped so much they were becoming cracked. Your eyes were undeniably puffy, which he suspected to be from hours of crying. He approached you quickly, squatting down in front of you. He shoved his orange goggles onto his head, licking his own dry lips.
“T-Talk to m-me, what’s wrong?”
The concern lacing Toby’s words was almost enough to send you over the edge again. You inhaled, trying to refrain from more salty tears from escaping your waterline.
“We didn’t workout.”
Your words hung heavy in the air, your ex boyfriend’s name on the tip of your tongue. It felt odd to think about, nevertheless say out loud. Toby’s brain instantly clicked, his bandaged hand reaching out to touch yours. “That’s a g-good thing though r-right? Wasn’t he an asshole towards t-the end anyways?” He asked unsurely. Your eyes were sharp as you met his puppy dog gaze, your flicker of anger immediately diminishing. Instead you took a deep breath, realizing how irrational your scattered emotions were.
In through your nose, out through your mouth.
“It’s not that simple. You don’t know, how horrid the actual breakup was. It was like, the shell of the person I used to know. The man I used to know vanished right before my eyes and got replaced with whatever the fuck he is now,” You rambled. You could feel yourself getting worked up, Toby’s eyes softening as he looked up at you. “I spent so much time, so much time with him and now it’s wasted. Gone. Like it meant nothing at all to him, but it meant everything to me,” You continued. Tears flooded your waterline with ease, painful flashes of memories appearing in your mind. You bit your bottom lip, attempting to stop the tears from flowing. “And I don’t know how i’m supposed to do this. How i’m supposed to waltz around like I know what i’m doing. He was my rock and now he’s gone. It’s like he was never here and I feel like i’m going insane,” You whimpered lowly, unable to stop the tears from free falling.
Toby was never good with dealing with heavy human emotions. Most of the time the responsibility of handling them was handled by someone else in the mansion. But you were the apple of his eye, one his favorite people to walk the planet. So instead he tuned into his instincts, hoping that what he was about to do was even semi socially appropriate. He rose to his feet, sitting across from you on the bench built into the large window. Stretching his long arms outwards he wrapped them around you, pulling you against him abruptly. You tensed for a moment, feeling Toby hold you so close. It wasn’t until your brain registered his warmth and earthy scent that you finally allowed yourself to crumble.
You felt like your lungs were going to collapse, your breath shallow as you nuzzled your face into his chest. Your chest felt tight, your sobs muffled as you cried into his signature jacket. Your soft sounds only made him hold you tighter, the brunette careful to not squeeze you too hard. Toby swallowed, bringing his slender fingers to your hair. Unsurely, he began to stroke it, hoping it would bring you some sort of ease. He continued these actions until you had no tears left to cry, your wheezing now simmering down to deep breaths. “I’m s-sorry I don’t h-have the inhaler,” Toby apologized, regretting leaving it with Tim. (It was in fact Tim’s inhaler).
His sudden outburst made you chuckle, even as a few more stray tears slid down your cheeks. You pulled back a few inches, just enough for Toby to see your face. He didn’t like seeing you like this, so hurt. Without thinking he raised his hand, fingertips grazing your cheek as he tucked some stray hairs behind your ear. “F-Fuck him, you’re the important one, y-you’re the one,” Toby said as confidently as he could muster. You knew his words meant well, even if they didn’t come out the way he meant for them to. He used the pad of his thumb to swipe away the few remaining tears, cupping your cheeks. Your eyes fluttered closed, your face relaxing in the palms of his hands.
Social constructs were a mystery to Toby, truthfully. But he knew in this moment to do what he thought was best. He leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. He ignored any emotion he felt towards the gesture, his attention completely centralized on you. “Y-You know i’m not the b-b-best with words, but I p-promise everything’s gonna be okay,” He mumbled, his chocolate eyes filled with worry as he tried to catch your gaze. Your glassy eyes eventually met his, your bottom lip trembling as you confessed, “He’s the one who left me, Toby.”
You might as well have shot him dead then and there. Toby couldn’t feel pain, due to a list of neurological disorders he couldn’t bother to remember. But he knew for a fact he felt a pang of despair mixed with anger thud in his chest. “P-Piece of shit,” He grumbled, his hands still cupping your cheeks. The animalistic side of Toby wanted to find him, to make him hurt for causing you so much pain. But the soft look in your eyes, the way you were borderline clinging to him, made those thoughts evaporate. You came first. You needed him. You needed Toby more than you needed anyone. Swallowing thickly Toby tilted your head upwards, forcing you to look at him.
“You’re b-better off without him, alright? I never liked him anyways,” Toby started. Maybe this wasn’t the correct way to comfort someone, maybe he should try a different route instead of spewing insults. He dug into his jacket pocket, pulling out a small joint. “It’s n-not much but, we can s-smoke and talk about it,” He offered. This made a sad smile creep up your lips, your hands moving to open the window. “I think i’d like that Toby,” You agreed. You both readjusted in your seats, turning to face the window. Toby admired the moon as you took the joint between your lips, sparking the lighter. Again, social constructs were foreign to him. But as he threw his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer, he got the sense he made the right decision.
#creepypasta#creepypasta smut#creepypasta lemon#creepypasta x reader#creepypasta x female reader#creepypasta x y/n#creepypasta x you#ticcy toby x you#ticci toby x you#jeff the killer x ticci toby#eyeless jack x ticci toby#ticci toby x reader#ticci toby smut#ticci toby#ticci toby fluff
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Hello !! How are you doing? Can I ask you how Jun dominates me PLEASE I THINK A LOT ABOUT HIM
I’m okay thanks anon slipped on some ice today so not the best my fic writing is cheering me up!
Suck me
Jun has always had a certain presence that you can't help but be drawn to. He's confident, assertive, and exudes an air of authority that leaves you feeling both intimidated and excited. One day, as you're sitting on the couch, lost in thought, Jun walks in and immediately pins you down, straddling your waist and holding your wrists above your head.
"You look like you're thinking too much," he says, his voice low and husky.
You gasp as Jun pins you down, your heart racing in your chest. You've always been attracted to his dominance, and having him so close, so in control, is sending a thrill through your body.
"Jun..." you murmur, trying to squirm out from under him.
He just smirks down at you, his grip on your wrists tightening. "You're not going anywhere," he says. "Not until I'm done with you."
You stop struggling, a mixture of excitement and anticipation coursing through your veins. Jun's eyes darken as he looks down at you, his gaze filled with desire.
"Good girl," he says, his voice rough with lust. "You're going to do exactly what I say, aren't you?"
You nod, unable to form words under his intense gaze. Jun's smirk widens as he sees your submission.
"That's right," he says, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "You're mine to use however I want."
He releases your wrists and moves his hands down your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He starts to undress you slowly, his eyes roaming over your body as more skin is revealed.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his fingers tracing over your curves. "And all mine."
Once you're fully undressed, Jun takes a step back to admire the view. His eyes rake over your body hungrily, taking in every inch of your skin.
"On your knees," he commands, his voice firm.
You quickly get down on your knees in front of him, your heart racing with anticipation. Jun looks down at you, a satisfied smirk on his face.
"That's a good girl," he says, running his fingers through your hair. "You know exactly how to please me, don't you?"
You nod, your eyes fixed on his face. He looks so powerful standing over you, and you feel a shiver of submission run through your body.
"Use your mouth," he says, his hand tightening in your hair. "I want to see how well you can please me with that pretty little mouth of yours."
You lean forward, your hands on his thighs as you start to mouth at his bulge through his pants. You can feel him growing harder under your touch, and it only serves to fuel your own desire.
Jun groans, his fingers tangling in your hair as he looks down at you. "That's it," he says, his voice rough. "Just like that."
You continue to mouth at him, your tongue tracing over the outline of his cock through his pants. He's fully hard now, straining against the fabric, and you can feel his hips starting to twitch with impatience.
"Stop teasing," he growls, tugging on your hair. "I want your mouth on me now."
You look up at him through your lashes, a coy smile on your lips. "Are you sure?" you ask, your voice innocent.
Jun's eyes darken with lust, his patience wearing thin. "I'm not going to ask again," he says, his voice low and commanding. "Take me out and suck me."
You quickly unbutton his pants and pull them down, his cock springing free. He's already hard and leaking precum, and you can't help but lick your lips in anticipation.
"Good girl," he murmurs, his fingers still tangled in your hair. "Now get to work."
You take his cock in your hand, stroking him a few times before taking him into your mouth. You start slow, swirling your tongue around the tip and tasting his precum.
Jun groans above you, his grip on your hair tightening as he watches you. "Fuck," he breathes, his hips bucking slightly. "That feels so good."
You take him deeper into your mouth, your tongue working along the underside of his shaft as you start to bob your head up and down. He's thick and heavy on your tongue, and you can feel your own arousal building with each passing moment.
"That's it," he says, his voice ragged. "Take me deeper. I know you can."
You try to take him deeper, your jaw aching slightly as you try to accommodate his size. You look up at him, your eyes watering as you struggle to take him all the way down.
"You're doing so well," he praises, his hips starting to move in time with your movements. "You're taking me so deep, baby."
You keep going, your tongue working over his length as you try to please him. He's moaning above you, his breath coming in short gasps as he gets closer to the edge.
"I'm going to come," he warns, his grip on your hair almost painful now. "Swallow it all, baby."
You nod as best you can with his cock in your mouth, determined to do as he says. You can feel him tensing up, his body going taut as he nears his climax. With a deep groan, he spills himself into your mouth, his hot cum flooding your throat. You swallow it down, milking him for every drop until he's spent. He slumps back against the wall, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. "Fuck," he breathes, looking down at you with a mixture of satisfaction and desire.
"You're amazing," he says, pulling you up onto his lap. "I could get used to this."
#kpop fanfic#kpop smut#seventeen fanfic#seventeen smut#seventeen#svt smut#jun svt#svt jun#wen junhui smut#jun seventeen#jun smut#wen junhui#svt reactions#svt scenarios
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the latest chapter of SH! 💛 charles going feral over the not-even-real-possibility of lewis adding max to his collection of blond WDC champions and also just thinking about charles pretty much pissing all over HIS red bull golden boy, that really hits the spot! thank you!
but also in another ask you said that max may consider the whole eye injury water under the bridge but charles not, and that made me think of the grudge you can hold onto someone over them hurting the people you love and how hard it’s to let go. In this case clearly lewis isn’t at fault but i’m wondering of how hard it has been for charles to deal with those negative thoughts in a high pressure environment. i know you mostly feel comfortable writing from max’s pov but any chance we can get a bit into charles’ mind?
Hi anon! I meant to respond to this much earlier but it got stuck in my brain and actually manifested as a little snippet, so here's a tiny peek behind the curtain! hopefully it's a little bit more insight? feel free to ask more questions if you have them :)
Charles is trying not to grit his teeth, though if the glare Silvia is sending his way is any indication, he's failing.
They're getting ready for the fan stage, and Charles keeps checking his phone, making sure he isn't missing any messages from Max.
They're in Monaco for the race, and normally it is one of Charles' favorite races, and Max was supposed to be here in the garage today, but he'd had a flare-up this morning, dry heaving and dizzy. Charles hadn't wanted to leave him, but Max had gotten decently close to biting his head off, shoving him to the doorway.
"If you want to be worried I cannot stop you, but at least be driving while you are doing it."
Now, though-
Charles isn't sure how he's meant to do this fanstage. He's been civil with Lewis, hasn't let his roiling resentment sneak into their interactions, professional or personal, but it's only a matter of time.
It's harder on days like today, where Charles has left his boyfriend sick at home, suffering from something that many very well never leave him, when Max could be- should be here, racing with them, racing with Charles.
Everyone has idolized Lewis at some point in their lives, and Charles is no different, had admittedly been excited to find out he was joining the team, but the end of last season, and this one-
It's left a sour taste on his tongue. He doesn't hold Lewis on a pedestal anymore, how can he, when he has slipped into Charles' home, driving the color that belongs to Charles, belongs to Ferrari, refuses to address his legacy with Max the same way he refuses to talk about any other rivals.
Charles can't stand it. He couldn't care less about Nico and Seb- well, maybe a little bit about Seb- but to do the same to Max. Charles' Max, the Max that fought his way onto the grid, fought his way through the hate, fought himself into a competitive car, and a team that loved him, the Max that deserves to be on the grid today-
To see Lewis instead, who has been driving since before Max and Charles were on the grid, and still is, it makes his fingers curl.
Maybe he's just having a bad day. He knows he needs to pull the nice boy face back on, but he's having trouble finding it, when the car is competitive this year, when he and Lewis are both bringing home points.
It doesn't matter, at the end of the day, what Lewis is capable of, because he is driving for Ferrari, but he is not Ferrari, doesn't have rosso corsa beating fast through his veins, doesn't have the prancing horse as a thundering heartbeat.
He's a Mercedes boy, a wolf at heart, and that will ruin him, here. Ferrari does not take wolves. Ferrari takes sacrifices, bleating lambs, brought to the alter young and innocent, and only the most devoted get to live, get to have the honor of bringing the team to glory, the privilege of representing the legacy. Only the most treasured become the shining eye of the tifosi, and to get it all at once, to be a model driver, a living breathing manifestation of the Scuderia- it only comes around once every few generations of drivers.
Seb couldn't do it, and neither could Fernando. Lewis will not be capable either.
Charles has it.
It may not have been intentional, but Max has left Charles a mantle, a legacy, one final way to etch their names together forever, intertwined in a way no media or sports magazine could ever brush past, like so much of their lives and careers, tangled together to the very end.
Charles Leclerc will not let Lewis Hamilton get his eighth title.
A hand claps down on his shoulder, gives him a friendly squeeze.
"Hey man, you ready?"
Charles checks his posture, unclenches his jaw, and smiles at Lewis, but there's nothing friendly about it. It's the most Charles will let himself have, tiny little slips in the mask, unsettling for Lewis and unnoticeable for anyone else around them.
"Of course."
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Pinned Message - Requests are: Open!
welcome to the blog! i coin mogai stuff which includes (but is not limited to) xenogenders, allions (do allions still exist?), blank4blank terms, fun labels, and more!
main information under the cut.
warning, contains yapping.
my name is norma! you can also call me columbia, nanami, or ru! my pronouns are xe/xir, or you can just ask. i use a whole truck load of labels, which you can find the full list if you dig for it on the internet, but to simplify i am a genderqueer-genderfluid omnisexual greysexual aromantic person, whos also polyamorous. I AM A MINOR. im autistic, i have sundown syndrome and medically recognized (though not officially diagnosed, though i take medicine for it, which makes it pretty official) generalized anxiety disorder. i've been in the tumblr coining space since 2021 (cough cough, the blog is still up and it's embarrasing) and wanted to start anew. feel free to ask questions, even if they are random!
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notes - i am white, so i can't do most culturally specific stuff (with exception for southern united states, ireland, and britain stuff.), i also won't do stuff for disorders i dont have. i overshare sometimes. i live between my mom and dads house and i only have this blog on my computer at my dad's house, so please be patient. i have the right to deny what i can't do, and what i don't feel comfortable doing.
i think that is it! if you have any questions, please ask!
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you know, i really do hate everyone in this community, and i really mean that. you can sit there and try to act as unstable as you want but in reality most people here are surrounded by loving families and this is just the modern version of the 2015 edgelord emo phase. none of you do fucking anything jirai-like except sit there bitching about shit you could easily fucking fix if you put any effort into doing so.
"i cant make friends" "im so suicidal" "i just wanna cut" i dont fucking care. can you talk about literally anything else? yeah its an unstable subculture thats very true but are you like actually aware that the reason you arent making any jirai friends is because nobody wants to be around people threatening to cut 24/7? its the same in japan, i feel like some of you have this weird notion that jp jirai are all friends with each other and dancing around in lovely circles while being drunk on the streets but in actuality its just like literally any other friend groups where people fight and cry and then never see each other again. except when you fight with a friend in one of those groups theres a chance theyll fucking overdose and die in the streets without ever having a chance to fix it
youre all so fucking weird. all of you, none of you are free from this except for maybe like 2 people in the community. "i want to join the toyoko kids" "i wish there was an american version of the toyoko kids" then go outside and fucking talk to the homeless people around you, they'll hook you up with drugs and alcohol so you can run around the street like a real toyoko kid. oh, wait, but none of you will because the fact of the matter is you dont actually care about the lifestyle itself you just want to be around cute asian girls— you know its fucking true, reposting random photos of random jp jirai from twt with some shitty caption above it, acting like you fucking care. one of the biggest girls who gets posted in those memes is currently going through domestic violence and is posting about it on her twitter, and for a community that "cares" about each other ive seen literally nobody giving her any support or anything. just more shitty reposts of her photos going like "omgggg this is so me >.<" like id fucking hope it isnt you.
by the way none of you freaks wanting to be a toyoko kid could survive it. you scream and cry when theres a pedophile in your dms but if you were a toyoko kid those same people would be dictating how much money you get to spend that month. "ewww there's a pedophile in my dms" omgggg no way?? in the community commonly associated with child prostitutes theres a pedophile trying to talk to you?? who couldve seen that coming
none of you have the right to sit on a high throne and call yourself "real jirais" when the only lifestyle you fuckers engage in is being minorly mentally ill. none of you get to sit there and call people elitists when you actively look down on sex workers and people who can afford higher brands. btw if youd have done literally any research youd know that the style is indeed called "jirai kei" in japan, and not dark girly, but that point has been hammered to death on this blog so whatever.
anyway to the non fetishisers in the community i love u
TL;DR A vast majority of this community consists of people who do not understand the struggles of Japanese landmines. It gets to a point where the complaining can be insufferable, and often misses the mark entirely. There's a huge fetishism issue, and a lot of landmines on here just want to be around Asian girls. Also, it's not called "dark girly," it's called jirai kei.
(Hopefully that covers it effectively.)
Normally I'd just flat out queue things, but I'm going to post this one immediately. Anon, I don't know who the user you're talking about going through DV is, since I'm not active in those spaces, but If you're able to please do send another ask sharing her username. I would like to post anything I can to help her.
Also, I personally would like to thank you for pointing out how people look down on sex workers. I don't usually insert my own opinion but as a former sex worker myself I often feel left behind in this community. Thank you.
#jirai#jiraiblogging#jiraiblr#landmine kei#landmine type#landmineblogging#landmineblr#jirai kei#jirai confession#landmine confession#tw domestic violence#tw sh ment#tw substances
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Does Mike want a girlfriend? If yes or no, how would he treat her if he would have one? (Sorry I didn't specify who earlier.)
BACK ON MY BULLSHIT !!! michael is back everybody. daddy's home
ANYWAY!!
If we're talking post-scoop, I imagine he'd be deprived of love. Whether it be parental, friendship or romantic; he'd wish for someone to be by his side but would he ever admit to that? Absolutely fuckin' not.
He has a mission to accomplish, anyway. No time for things like this, right?
But, hypothetically, if it ever did come down to this; I imagine he'd be very old fashioned. Both because he's born in the what, 1970s? And because he simply believes his s/o should get the best treatment possible.
I'm talking flowers at your doorstep, breakfast in bed (maybe a little burnt, but-), cleaning the house when you're tired, taking care of you when you're sick. All while forgetting to take care of himself, most importantly.
Let's not forget all the sweet petnames he'd use— darling, dearest, my love, doll..
But hey- he's a corpse. Not like there's much to take care of. Physically, at least.
Maybe you'd just need to remind him to at least spray on some cologne when he's in the house.
He'd have trouble believing your "I love you"'s, but if you're patient with him, eventually he'll fully accept your love, and learn to love himself through you.
<3
#digital art#clip studio paint#michael afton#fnaf#five nights at Freddy's#vampyrfiles#michael afton x reader#michael afton oneshot#i guess i can title it as that#or headcanons ??#feel free to send more i love writing cringe stuff about my version of michael#anon asked#inbox#afton family
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Misha Collins - Sneakers, Part One
Thanks to Anon for the request, more sneakers to come in a few days!
Part Two Part Three Part Four
#misha collins#sneakers#anon ask#fulfilled#in part#more to come because he's got a lot of sneakers#it was fun to fill someone else's idea for a photo set#if anyone has another request feel free to send it
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need to ride jun's abs so bad this isn't funny anymore . 💤
i soooo get you but also... what if you were riding jun's cock and right before you're about to cum he lifts your hips off of him and ruins your orgasm and instead makes you ride his abs and you have to cum from that before he'll let you have his cock again. honestly i think he would be just as into ab riding as you are, if not more (and trust me i am very into ab riding). it gives him a rush knowing you can easily get off merely by grinding against his stomach. he would hold onto your hips so tightly and drag your pussy back and forth, making sure your clit touches every single ridge of his toned abs. he would tense the muscles so it would give you something nice and hard to grind against and the entire time he would be praising you at how well you ride him (but also at the same time lowkey bragging about how good his abs are; we've seen his lives lolol and we know he loves to tease us about his abs). "does that feel good, sweetheart? which do you like more, riding my abs or riding my cock? silly question- i know it's a tough choice, baby. you want both. and i'll let you have both, if you keep being such a good girl and cum all over my abs. then you can have my cock, hm?" and then when you do finally cum, he'd make you move so you can see the trail of wetness you've left all over his body and he'd coo about how you're always so wet and beautiful and desperate for him. and only then he would let you ride his cock again
#[📮] — jun hard thots#[💌] — asks#💤 anon#junhui smut#jun smut#svt smut#seventeen smut#went a little feral with this one. because i am feral#riding juns cock and/or abs is not a want its a need its a necessity its a requirement to live#i need him carnally biblically lasciviously violently#if u have more ideas about ab riding please feel free to send more asks btw#bc i almost kept this one to write a full thing about but also i needed to say this right now#i am actually very very normal about this (lying) (rivaling pinocchio rn with how much im lying)
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ari, do you have any shoko headcanons you want to share with us?
SHOKO HCS !!!!!!! my wife ….. i do i do ………. this is more of a character analysis maybe but ;;;;;;
shoko is very similar to stsg in many ways. one of them being her brand of loserism …….. just like them she appears very cool and nonchalant at first glance, a charming stranger that keeps catching your eye from across the room ……. i think she has a very particular allure. pale skin and long coats and half-smoked cigarettes and a barely-there kind of smile. radiates the kind of energy that makes you go ’i could fix her’. BUT once you actually get to know her that mysterious charm gets dashed to bits because i do think she is a loser …… a wet cat of a lover. if she falls for you i don’t think she ever falls out .
she is sooooo emotionally repressed and detached but she loves you very deeply and steadily ……… touch is something kind of foreign to her but she’s pretty clingy with you . or more like she wants you to he clingy with her so she doesn’t have to initiate…. i think she melts whenever you link arms. loves feeling like she’s safeguarding you somehow (sashisu all share this trait). basically !!!!!!! she is a bit awkward when it comes to love . a bit of a mess. but she’ll stay with you through thick and thin — that’s the easiest way for her to show her love for you . she has a lot of love to give but you’ll have to get used to her emotional constipation and occasional withdrawal
#T_T#i love her#i think shoko gets sooooo mischaracterized by the fandom ngl#but it’s less about people assigning her the Wrong traits and more about people watering her down#her character is very rich and VERY similar to stsg#anyway ;;;;;;#sorry anon this isnt exactly what you asked for i dont think :’3#feel free to send another ask if you want hcs on anything in particular <3#thank you for giving me an excuse to talk abt her!!!!!#ask tag ✩
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I want to know your thoughts on an opinion I have. I really hated part of that scene where Megatron and Ravage are talking and Megatron is like, you've seen the worst of the Decepticons. Want to join me? And I really hate this because shouldn't Ravage, as this ultra-loyal Megatron follower and skilled operative, BE and EMBODY the worst of the Decepticons, along with Megatron himself? Was she not there, totally endorsing Megatron back when Megatron was personally training the DJD to be the way they are, something he literally mentioned having done like, one issue before extending this offer?
hiii nonnie!!! thank you so much for the ask!
and i agree, the dialogue in that scene does kind of fit strangely, especially with the assumption that ravage has been close to high command and would theoretically already have seen much of the "worst" parts of the decepticon cause- whether that be the djd themselves, the camps like grindcore, the k-class, the six phasers, the abuse megatron dolls out to the other decepticons, or the genocides of billions of organics. the implication that this is suddenly ravage's first time witnessing the "dark parts" of the decepticon cause IS jarring, especially considering that ravage seems to be completely oblivious to the djd before this arc. to the point where ravage can't even identity the djd's scent on the split lost light, or even recognize the djd's handiwork.
when faced with the bodies left behind on the split lost light, THIS is ravage's reaction:
she's got no idea who did this! none!
as for ravage's opinions on the formation of the djd, i'm kind of split on this. we have zero information on who was involved in the djd's training, who supported it, ect. we have zero proof that ravage was supportive of the djd or even how much she actually knows about them or what they do, and given her reaction above and willingness to distance herself from the rest of the decepticons after witnessing it, i'd argue that she wasn't endorsing him. ravage isn't unaware of the fact that megatron has fucked up- we see her admit this in their first scene together.
ravage calls him a tyrant outright, references what she generously refers to as his "wobbles". she has a very idolized view of him, but it doesn't prevent her from being able to see that he has fucked up. she's just willing to look past his fuck-ups in favor of the idolized version of him she has in her head.
and it is somewhat difficult to pinpoint when this undying loyalty to megatron even started meta-wise, as ravage in prior comics shows no special interest or loyalty to megatron whatsoever. before mtmte, it's always been soundwave she looked to- not megatron. and the megatron ravage endorsed would be a pre-war/early megatron, anyways- long before the formation of the djd. given her reaction to the djd, i VERY much doubt she was in any way supportive of its formation or its practices. but what could she do about it? ravage doesn't have as much agency in comparison to those like soundwave and starscream. none of the cassettes do. though that is a whole different post worth of meta.
BUT! you're fully right. ravage isn't exempt from taking part in what the decepticons have done. i think her role is far more limited than the other big names we know, but it's not like she was kicking her feet off to the sidelines, lol. just because the people around her did much worse doesn't negate the fact that she was just as guilty in the things she was a part of.
this kind of got away from me, but yeah! i agree that the wording in that scene was somewhat odd and this shouldn't of been the first time ravage was faced with the dark parts of the decepticons. UNLESS. these "darker parts" were, for some reason, intentionally kept hidden from ravage in fear that she would leave the decepticons if she knew, which is what we see her do in mtmte. but that feels really unlikely. i really don't think ravage was some big supporter of the djd either, nor would she endorse it or megatron while creating it, but there IS a fair bit of hand-waving ravage does when it comes to what megatron and the decepticons have done in the past. though... that's kinda on-par for mtmte lmao
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Hello! I'm currently debating with a good friend of mine, a democratic socialist, on a few topics. Namely the function of a vanguard party, centralized state power in socialist nations, and the use of violence in a revolution. They're a very open minded person, and are engaging with me in good faith, but in my opinion, their ideas rest on a few idealist assumptions about liberal democracy, and misinformed views about "authoritarianism" in the Soviet Union and "Violent Revolution" rhetoric (used the French Revolution as an example :/). To clarify, we are both in the Imperial Core. I'm a Marxist-Leninist who is critical of the USSR in some respects but admire the progress they achieved as the first major Socialist project, and believe it was a more democratic and fair state than any bourgeois republic.
I'm already working on my response, I'm not looking for you to formulate by arguments for me, but I find your analyses of specifically historical socialist movements to be very compelling, and I'm wondering if you had any insights you'd be willing to share on the topic(s)? In particular, the idea that vanguard parties are uniquely susceptible to opportunism or autocratic consolidations of power, and the Bolsheviks' dismantling of the worker's councils and opposition to the Mensheviks. These subjects in particular I'm a bit less familiar with.
Thank you!
Hi, the Mensheviks (of which Trotsky was a part of until late summer of 1917!) emerged as a defined faction within the RSDLP in the 1903 Second Congress, with the divide only widening after the 1905 failed revolution and the outbreak of WW1. Mensheviks were closer to what demsocs are today than any kind of revolutionary marxist. They consistently showed no interest in the armed overthrow of tsarism and capitalism, something which became crystal clear after the February revolution of 1917, after which they joined the provisional government of the Cadets (liberal monarchists) joined with the Narodniks, abandoning any of the more "radical" demands they still had in the process, such as the seizure of land by the peasants. Of course the Bolsheviks opposed them, they were opportunists who only held revolutionary words in their mouths until they managed to grab some scraps of power in a capitalist and imperialist government.
About vanguardism. The class consciousness that emerges spontaneously among workers from their everyday exploitation is of a different definition and character than the class consciousness one acquires through praxis and theoretical work (by praxis meaning practical work for revolutionary politics, not a broader sense of activism). I've talked about this difference a lot on this blog, so I'll keep those brief strokes and not go into more detail. This is the main fact from which vanguardism emerges. The instinct that guides the greater part of the working mass is imperfect, it can be easily misguided or turn away from revolutionary politics on its own. So there should be an organization, such as a party, that is able to politically lead, like a vanguard, one step ahead, not two ahead or one behind, of the working class' mass. This is not a case of elitism or dirigisme, not by any measure:
Vanguard parties do not lead by decree, they never have. They consist of the most politically-educated (i.e. the workers whose non-spontaneous consciousness is most developed) members of the working class. These members exist in the core of the working class, they are supposed to become known coworkers and neighbors, people who can talk with the mass of workers, teach how to avoid the unavoidable mistakes that come with spontaneous consciousness or a developing non-spontaneous consciousness. It is from these interactions that the party members learn, pass on to the party itself, which is then able to combine all that information into decisions, concrete tactics, and to perfect its own activity. The members of a vanguard do not know more than the average worker about the general state of the working class as a whole, they both are individuals just the same. But what they do know are the frameworks most suited to analyze the bits of experience they receive, and an effective vanguard party is able to collectively analyze the state of the working class as a whole. Again, not because they know more than anybody else, but because the party members have set up an organization that can extract information from all walks of life. An effective vanguard party that is properly weaved with the working class is almost akin to a statistics institute collecting data to unify it and reach conclusions about the state of society.
That is how vanguardism works. It is wholly democratic because in the context of holding power, it is the most able to carry this out, and the entire working class actually participates in decision making. If your friend considers bourgeois democracies a good standard, where the participation of everyone is reduced to a single vote however many years, why would they consider a process through which the conditions of the working class are actively taken into account every single time a decision is taken? The CC of the Communist Party of Cuba knew more about the average sugar cane harvester in Matanzas of the 60s than Kennedy ever did about his neighbors in DC. The CC of the CPSU knew more about the average fisherman in Kamchatka than the European Commission knows about the people who clean their building. And I know these are not exaggerations because there is a clear and intentional bottom-up flow of information in a vanguard, leninist party, and there isn't in, say, the nordic social-democracies, which I think is pretty safe to assume your friend has a soft spot for. And what consolidation of power? The consolidation of power into the hands of the proletariat? The Communist Party is the unified party of the working class, much like the various parties that, in liberal democracies represents the interests of the capitalist class in the state administration. Through the democracy enabled by vanguardism, it is the entire working class that holds power. Not as the addition of all individual workers, but as a class. This is necessary in the transition to communism, it would be idealist, counterproductive and effectively counter-revolutionary to call for the total decentralization of power after a revolution, that would strip the proletariat of any hope at defending itself.
Now that I feel that is cleared up, the soviets/workers' councils. They were very relevant in the period of tsarism because they were the most advanced forms of mass workers' organizations, where the emerging russian proletariat would most effectively learn from its experience and gain trust in its own strength. The slogan "All Power to the Soviets!" was also adopted once the tsarist, semi-feudal state transformed into the seeds of a fully capitalist state, as the sudden destabilization of the Russian state following the February revolution left room for dual power to exist, simultaneously in the provisional government and the soviets. The context of that slogan was that of a working class that had only just begun to accelerate in its political consciousness, not as an absolute reclamation of workers' self-organization. Conditions changed rapidly and, with the joining of the provisional government by the mensheviks that I mentioned earlier, the many Soviets that the mensheviks had a hegemony in also turned into arms of the capitalist, imperialist government. Just as quickly as the Soviets had turned into the forefront of revolutionary development, they had also become mostly reactionary, and the slogan was dropped. Mass organizations in general, which the Soviets were, can become a tool for the advancement of the activity of the Communist Party. They are useful places where communists can more easily access already receptive workers. But the goal is not to get more workers organized in ideologically-deluded mass organizations under a capitalist state, it's to advance their consciousness by any means necessary. As soon as the conditions became such that the Soviets no longer represented that golden opportunity, it made no sense to continue to claim all power for the Soviets. Conditions changed, so strategies changed.
After the October revolution, Soviets still existed. They were not dissolved, rather the existing structure was incorporated into the new proletarian state, as its instance that's closest to the proletariat. Hence, the Soviet Union. They used the structure of the Soviets because soon the civil war of intervention began, and they could not afford to create another completely new structure. But still, it's not that the Soviets themselves should be independent and somehow make up a different source of authority than the Communist Party, an already completely democratic organ and more capable than any loose confederation of councils. They were, before the revolution, one of the main ways the bolsheviks reached the Russian proletariat. After the revolution, the formal organ at the factory or city level that made that democratic connection between the workers and the party.
#ask#anon#seriousposting#I know you kinda asked for a shorter answer but I don't think it would have been as valuable a text without at least this depth#Hope you make progress with that friend! Feel free to send more asks or to shoot me a message too :)
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is it weird that as a guy i want more dom partners after only dating subs or pillow princess. Idk if its right to want that tho
you can do whatever you want forever, babe. dominance and submission don't have any inherent ties to gender, plenty of guys want to sub or switch and that's a lovely thing!!! I love submissive and switchy men I think they're hot as fuck
#bitts answers#also if you wanna talk about it more feel free to send an ask off anon#im always down to deconstruct some gender expectations
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may I provide a penny for your Inkblade thoughts? the people have to know!
absolutely anon! i don't have a full analysis since i'm waiting for part 2 of the finale to drop before i make one (still holding out hope for that rat grinder revivication) so instead have some headcanons while we all wait for the finale together
the crush was absolutely real. freshman year oisín thought adaine was the coolest thing since sliced bread but was always too nervous to talk to her. post shatterstar, that crush got warped into bitter resentment over adaine never noticing him, but somewhere deep down he still just wants her to think hes cool
the first person adaine went to talk to her new crush about was riz, hence his deep hatred for oisín, a dude he's never talked to. riz was super supportive, albeit a little uncomfortable, and as soon as adaine turned away he started crafting an intricate revenge plot in case oisín ever broke adaine heart. he's disappointed, but not surprised, that he has to use it
part of the reason adaine was so hurt about the heel-turn was the fact that this crush actually made her feel normal for once. sprinkling in some of my aroace adaine agenda, but for the first time ever she thought she found someone that could actually make her feel something romantic, the way a "proper" high schooler should. unsurprisingly, after this is all over, adaine goes back to riz to talk about it
the little apology in the cafeteria was genuine. oisín wasn't going to at first, but when he overheard adaine defending him despite having no reason to do so, something other than rage and resentment broke through for the first time in a while. he wasn't just apologizing for the cafeteria, but for everything he had already done and was about to do
aaaaaaand if oisín survives, their senior year is TENSE. adaine is hurt, and even though oisín apologized at the end of junior year, she's still on guard around him, waiting for everything to be another big joke on her yet again. oisín on the other hand still has that crush, and is doing his damnedest to give her the space she needs while also doing his best to make up for everything he did
#im absolutely gonna have more thoughts post finalw so feel free to send me another ask anon!#but for now enjoy these lovely hcs#asks#anonymous#fantasy high#fhjy#fhjy spoilers#oisín hakinvar#adaine abernant#oisaine
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Enabling you to yap about some headcanons you have for the chain (or any animal facts that you have in store. You always have some fascinating facts)
Time and Lullaby were childhood best friends that grew apart as they got older. They start to reconnect again later in life, when Time joined the war effort against Ganondorf and the Gerudo.
(and then he dies)
Time and Malon have a little girl together 🫶
stealing this from @crazylittlejester but Time’s joints are kinda messed up after transforming so often (esp when he was y’know still growing) so his joints will pop out really easily and get really sore
Time is the OG animal lover. Where do you think Twilight got it from?
side note— I love the idea of Malon becoming something More after her death. You can still hear her singing at night if you listen very closely, mysterious bad things happen to people who hurt horses, Twilight strangely never feels alone, that sort of thing :)
Warriors was very close to his mother. She passed away during the war, and he didn’t find out until after he returned home 💔
(my first thought is that she died from disease, which always runs rampant during war. but maybe, perhaps, Wars’ home village was razed by monsters 👀)
Warriors had two close friends during the war. One died in his arms. The other one betrayed him and directly led to him getting captured by Cia 💔
depressed Twi 🫶 anxious Twi 🫶 Twi with chronic pain 🫶
Hyrule gets chronic headaches and dizzy spells, esp when he overuses his magic :)
Hyrule’s dark world form is an opossum 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶
Legend enjoys knitting!! it’s a nice calming activity that helps him destress, and he really enjoys working with his hands :)
LEGEND MADE THE DOLLS FOR HYRULE. LEGEND KNITS AND HE MADE THE DOLLS AFTER HE WENT BACK HOME BC HE MISSED RULIE AND THEN HE IMBUED THEM WITH MAGIC AND HID THEM AROUND FOR HIS SUCCESSOR TO FIND
I also hc he has a lot of chronic pain 🫶
#lu time#lu lullaby#lu malon#lu warriors#lu twilight#lu hyrule#lu legend#lu headcanons#lu#linked universe#I swear I have more but I can't remember and I've been hanging onto this long enough skhsksjsks#I am SO sorry for the wait anon#thank you sm for your patience 💙#leaning towards the village getting razed actually—#OH!#the dolls hc inspired by a fic I read by CuteButAlsoStabby on AO3 🫶#I'm SO obsessed with it omg#feel free to send another ask about the animal facts!!!#I always have some to share :)#okay sending this out now 🫡
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in honour of getting 200 followers (seriously thank you guys that’s crazy) I was thinking that most of you probably don’t know me very well so I thought we’d play a little game shall we?
so basically feel free to drop any of these emojis in my ask box to ask whatever the corresponding question is (I’m sure you’ve seen these before so y’all should know how this works)
❤️ a fun or interesting fact about one of my interests
🎵 a song I love and my favourite lyric/part of it
✨ an interesting story from my life
🎀 a random picture from my camera roll (none will be of me)
🌈 what I think of my dynamic of you (person who sent the ask) as moots (I.e sibling, best friend, weird cousin, etc. just for shits and giggles of course) also I’ll only answer this if we are moots and please don’t use anon cause how the fuck would I answer that
⭐️ a picture of either one of my marbles, stuffed animals, or Disney pins and you’ll have no clue which until I post it
🪐 an opinion I have on a random topic. I’ll either give you one on something really dumb or something serious and it’s a surprise what you’ll get
💎 a head cannon on a character I like
💕 a dream I have for the future
🪴a random thing I have saved on my dream apartment pinterest board
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🥰 something about who I am as a person/an opinion I have about myself
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🎲 ask your own question that you have for me!
yes I know some of these emojis don’t work great with the prompt but I used emojis that kinda relate to myself in a way
alright have fun! I also add this to my pinned post if you want to ask something else but can’t find the post <33
#ivys ask game!#You can send these as anons but I’d prefer if you send them yourself#Have fun y’all#And don’t be afraid to send as many as you want#Or ask your own questions :)#And feel free to check back cause I may add more eventually
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Hi! Love your fics so much thanks for writing and feeding us!!!
Do you have advice for writing GO fics?
(no pressure to answer)
Thanks anon! I'm happy you like my fics 💜
As for advice... Wow! Do you mean any advice at all, in general? I'm trying to think of things that would be specific to the Good Omens fandom and not just to all fanfic, but I'm having a hard time thinking of something.
So how about just some things I do when I'm writing a GO fic?
Rewatch the source material (even if it's just 5 minutes every few chapters or so, to remind myself of how the characters sound)
Vocalize dialogue to make sure it flows OK (and yes sometimes I do the accents, though not very well, heh). I try to visualize the characters saying it while vocalizing. The looks on their faces, their mannerisms. (I uh, don't do this for the sex scenes though... The vocalizing part anyway)
Use my own personal religious trauma as a jumping off point to really get into the characters' heads (haha) (*cries in ex-catholic*)
Also, if you haven't already, read the original novel! (Please do this even if you don't write fic, you will get SO much more out of the show by reading the book. Plus, you know. The book is fucking brilliant.)
Maybe my followers have some more advice too?
#I'm not sure if this is what you were looking for anon#I tried!#If you want more specific advice feel free to send another ask anytime!#good omens#Good omens fanfiction#My asks
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