#as you can see from the tags I am completely sane

[animationismycomfort]

I hate this b-tch so much

the audacity this b-tch has to even be in the eddsworld fandoms presence is ridiculous

I hope he rots away like the half of his face

he is so fucking ugly

[atzfilm]

— ch_i san (m) preview

— pairing; android!san × reader

— genre; sci-fi, fluff, angst, smut

— summary; it's 2135, one hundred years after the rise of the Anarchist, a revolutionist group that tore the world in half. the creation of their andr_ids forced the poorer population to abide by the Anarchist rules or face death. you, a lowly machinery worker, leave work to find a defective model, ch_i san. you're forced to make the decision of helping the andr_id model, or reporting it to the leading faction. of course you make the only sane choice – follow a robot into complete and utter peril.

– note; very loosely inspired by the korean film jung_e! everyone should watch its amazing ♡

— excerpt;

The android’s face is completely covered in soot – synthetic hair sticking in every which way, half of it ripped from it’s metal skull. It seems to breathe, air escaping its artificial crafted lips, hands digging into the dirt just outside of your facility. You turn around to look and see if anyone is there, but it’s mostly empty. Only a few minutes left until the next shift comes in and sees what you’re seeing. You reach for the emergency crowbar sitting against the outer door, palms moist as you stare down at it. Its build is wide, the curvature of its muscles strenuous as it slowly stands. Though you’ve seen the face everywhere, bulletin boards stapled with posters of the new model, it’s alarming to see it in person. The slight dents carved into dimples on its cheek, the sharp but full brows, the set of lips eerily similar to his. Your chest tightens as it meets your eyes, irises adjusting, the sound of the calibration loud in the silence. It reaches out to you but you only step back, grip on the bar loosening slightly at its gaze. It’s not him. It’ll never be him, no matter how similar it looks.

It stumbles as it moves forward, staring down at its shoes caught in the dirt patch. You should be dialing the emergency line, but you’ve heard of what happens to people who witness a malfunctioning android. Why did it have to be you?

“Help,” it gasps, tugging harshly on its foot caught beneath the debris. You do not move, more out of shock than fear. How could it sound just like him as well? “Help,” it repeats, head shifting to meet your eyes.

“Go away,” you say, lips trembling. “Shut down, recalibrate so they can take you back to the factory. That is an order.”

Its eyes shift. “I am no longer taking orders from humans.”

Hell. Your grip tightens, taking slow steps back. "Erase your data of me, please. I can't be caught with you," You glance back. "Please."

"I need your assistance."

"Ask someone else, droid," you take another step back, only for it to move forward. You barely have five minutes until the next shift arrives. "Not me."

"I know you."

You scoff, "That's ridiculous–"

"The memory," It presses its hand against the head, gripping it tightly. "They didn't remove the memory when I was assembled. I know who you are, y/n."

"You know nothing." You're sure it can hear how your heart rattles against your chest cavity. Memory? These things being created still had his memory? They told San it wouldn't. They made him sign a contractual agreement and it explicitly notes that fact. It's the only reason why you let him go through with it. Why you're stuck seeing his face despite him being dead.

"You were his lover–"

"Fuck. You."

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[aluria-sevhex]

the power of friendship didn't work :(

[Hi, stardust! If you wanna read all of her posts as she plays through ISAT, they can all be accessed in this masterpost and are all tagged as #Aluria plays ISAT for the first time (please don't spoil)

This particular post starts in the middle of a play session and conversation directly following the last one, so it might be a good idea to have read that one first!]

notes:

-hm? the stars? yeah what *is* Sif's deal with them. so help me if the kid is right and they came from the sky-

-""how do you deal with it?" (you don't.)"

-hehe Sif is thinking of a loophole

-D: i messed up with Bonnie

-guess i'll talk to Loop

-Bonnie's favorites are rice and pineapples... and the third thing isn't palmiers... so the third thing has to be the samosas

-oh my god. Sif asked if Loop is jealous of his allies, and Loop was like "like what? like i'm your partner waiting for you to come home and then when you do all you can do is talk about hoe much fun you had with your friends?"

BUDDY. YOU'RE TELLING ON YOURSELF.

-"forget i said that. it was an awful metaphor." mmhmm. hmmmmmmmm

-oh? if they're not jealous of the party... are they jealous of Sif?

-gonna loop to help Bonnie

-huh. if i zone out the skill won't be as useful. i won't then

-"Isabeau looks nicer, you think" hehe

-:o the second time, Siffrin thinks the belief should change

-"but changing the script is scary" oof

-gonna have to find a craftonomy book

-"also, why am i thinking about candles right now?" strange. oh yeah it *was* in one of the dorm rooms

-i accidentally zoned out for Odile's thing this time ;_;

-FUCK I DON'T KNOW THE TYPE OF SAMOSAS.

WAIT. BONNIES PROFILE.

"Weak to: Cheese

Resists: Veggies"

...FUCK I MESSED UP

-talking to Isa. "you will always make the joke. you have to keep some sort of routine to stay sane, and if always making the joke is how, so be it." funny but also D:

-??? Sif and Loop just had a thing about how quiet Sif is...

-time to loop forward to see what the samosas' deal is

-looped to Floor 3. gonna find a craftonomy book

-HOLY FUCKING SHIT THE POWER OF CRAFT BREAK A

-oh THAT'S where a chain for the pendant is!!!

-hm. apparently Body Craft is illegal in Ka Bue, but if you know where to look...

-in the bathroom again. eavesdropping.

-"in some countries we would be expected to talk about the men in our lives and nothing else. would you like to do that" "we've only got the one man, madame, and ew" LOL

-oh my god. they're talking about Isabeau confessing.

-love how Odile and Bonnie have figured out that Isa has a crush on Siffrin but Sif and Mira are oblivious. truly an aspec mood

-WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT WHY DID A SIFFRIN SPRITE APPEAR I JUST GOT A FUCKING ACHIEVEMENT FOR IT HUH???

-oh did i completely misinterpret that part of Bonnie's profile

-looping back

-time to help everybody again

-"(say the line, Siffrin)"

-"coming to a country she has no ties to, but wanting to create those ties herself. it feels almost revolutionary."

"you're jealous." oh?

-...what if Siffrin is from the country that disappeared. it makes sense with all the weird shit, and would also explain why they don't remember much of it

-time to help Bonnie!

-also i am once again wondering what the deal is with Siffrin and stars. 'stars' is in the game's title and they clearly have some sort of importance... fuck it speculation time. what if Loop and Siffrin are both from the same place (possibly the disappearing country) that had a lot of ties to the star or the sky or something, and Loop was in a time loop or something st some point for some reason, maybe to fulfill a purpose, failed, and is now trying to help Siffrin with whatever the purpose of Siffrin's time loop is

-anyway. Bonnie time!

-:0 Bonnie wants me to teach them how to fight

-awwwwwwww this is so fucking precious

-Sif. did you seriously fucking forget thst you don't like being touched? or are you that oblivious.

-...OH. awwww :( they do like it but he's not used to it...

-:0 BONNIE'S SISTER NAME REVEALED (Nille/Pétronille)

-oh wow Nille is just like me fr fr (i don't like being unexpected touched, and there's been times where it ended in me screaming too)

i am not able to suplex people tho lol

-feel like Siffrin's memory issues are either magic bullshit or. trauma? or. magic bullshit AND trauma? idk but this bitch is not mentally healthy

-lol??? Bonnie poked Sif XD

-LMAO SIF FUCKING TRIPPED- wait. whh does that have ominous audio

-OH? Sif lost their eye protecting Bonnie?

-i don't think Bonnie's apparent guilt is JUST about Siffrin, it's gotta be at least a little about Nille

-AWWWWWWWW BONNIE HUGGED SIFFRIN

-time to help Isabeau!

-hold on gonna talk to Loop first

-lol Sif asked if Loop and the King are friends

-ok. listen Siffrin. what the FUCK do you mean by "it's complicated" how does one have a complicated relationship with the fucking stars???

-ok NOW i'm helping Isa

-...oh my god. Isabeau's name. is a pun. (－‸ლ)

-:0 they're staring at the sky together

-hmmmm why do you wanna change the subject, Sif?

-also it's so sweet that Isabeau noticed the little things :]

-shy nerd Isa does not compute

-PLEASE ISA CONFESS ALREADY THIS IS PAINFUL

-Aaaajdjkaskdljdjdjejfjghtjgjgjgjfn

-ToT THE TIMELINE IS *DETERMINED* TO MAKE SURE THAT ISA NEVER FUCKING CONFESSES

-hehe Bonnie, Odile, and Mirabelle arrived

-gonna go thru the entire House in one loop >:)

-"You have ENOUGH of all those STUPID SADNESSES standing in your BLINDING WAY." Sif is getting SICK of the loops.

-...uh-oh. everybody's scared? WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT LOOP(?)

-kinda like when Bonnie was shown to have been listening in and it culminated in them saying they hate Siffrin over and over before things rewound slightly

-"don't kill it in one strike, or they'll notice"

-...i can make it so Sadnesses run... shouldn't i buff my friends' levels tho? so they have all their skills.

-I GOT THE SHARPENING STONE

-fuck. Sif almost forgot to stop Isabeau from running into the Tears

-Sif is now thinking about the difference between Tears and being frozen in battle and nearly panicking. i think this game should be renamed Anxiety Simulator 2023

-if i had a nickel for every RPG i liked where the main character is depicted in monochrome and has severe mental health issues and is in some sort of cycle, i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

-Frin once again said nya and is sick of it

-Siffrin's accumulated stats + the stat boosts from the hangout memories make the group *terrifyingly efficient*. i made it so the Sadnesses are scared of me but i hunt them down anyway just to get those levels for the skills. i am attaining godlike power by the standards of this place and it is horrifying

-every time i get a notification that Siffrin's leveled up i get kinda scared...

-CRAFTONOMY BOOK FOUND! TIME CRAFT CRASH COURSE!

-O_O CRAFTING TIME WAS HYPOTHESIZED TO REQUIRE KILLING THE USER

-tbf Sif's time loop abilities do have weird limits... like absorbing the memories of battles to go forward...

-time to call Loop!

-dang. that was not as helpful.

-hey i found the hand-drawn tarot deck and got a 2 of Swords this time

-Floor 1 boss time

-snack time!

-picking the onigiri this time

-going to log off for the night

-back

-obligatory title screen music appreciation :D

-hehe talked to Bonnie after the snack time

-"which one am I?" "you're my cousin who i see once a year and we have a really really good time!"

-:0 one of the papers in Euphrasie's office is a love letter from Claude

-hm. a spreadsheet with two columns: "Save Vaugarde" and "Other"... the first one has a lot of names, the second doesn't

-:0 the person didn't give their partner the earring yet

-"(You're not sure how many deities you worship.)"

-uh-oh. i think Odile thinks it's sus that i knew about the familytale

-the book on shields "smells weird"

-I THINK ODILE THINKS IT'S SUS THAT I KNEW THE CARROT METHOD

-"you pick up the key, and do not think about how bad you are at your job"

-ohhhhhhhh wait does Odile have two names because she's half-Vaugardian? either that or. a gender thing?

-hehe Bonnie is saying it's stupid to talk about what'll happen if we lose

-awwww everybody promised that we'd protect each other

-"the taste is familiar to you, somehow" yeah cuz i ate fish heads on a previous loop

-"Sif is MY Siffrin nickname, Mira." lol

-ok Odile definitely thinks i'm sus

-...SOME. CRAFTS HAVE A DISTINCT SMELL. I KNEW IT. SUGAR. TIME CRAFT IS SUGAR

-YEAHHHHHHHH TIME TO UNITE THE PENDANT AND CHAIN

-oh :< doesn't work

-oh fuck Sif u ok?

"(Nothing ever goes right in your life.)" (and the text is shaky :( )

-hehehe note earring

-hm. the pottery class has issue 87

-bathroom break!

-Sif feels... happy?

-"even though you're not friends, you're just allies" idk you guys seem like friends to me

-uh. Sif is calling themself stupid again.

-that weird ghost Sif again...

-i am definitely not the only person to compare the paper Tristesse to SOMETHING. but i'm doing it anyway

-hehe level 69 nice

-...did i need to sharpen the Keyknife before opening the door?

-hm where's the last of the bomb components located? the gizmo-gadget is in the room and the secret ingredient is in Claude's hand... but what about the thingy-thing?

-YES SIF YOU ARE ALL FRIENDS

-FOUND FAMILY MY BELOVED

-SNACK TIME

-malanga fritters :D

-"in this moment, you are loved"

-:o Mira is brushing Sif's hair

-hehehe Sif wants Isa to be emotionally vulnerable first

-the King fight music slaps

-no it was not always this easy to fight him

-...who helped the King harness Time Craft

-the universe? ...wishing on a star...?

-Isa can't remember... hm...

-why don't they know what the universe is???

-Mira saw an article that said the King is from elsewhere. maybe he's from the disappearing island? or wherever Sif is from. altho those two places might be the same

-THE TALLNESS. JUST HAPPENED???

-what can he see?

-how is freezing Vaugarde the universe's will?

-...what if. what if the only way to break the time loop is to let the King win. just let him freeze everything and leave Vaugarde.

-"you know it's just a way to make you stop fighting, but..."

-i have once again killed the King

-..."I can never go back home." T_T

-i don't think friendship will fix the loops. currently talking to everybody

-GOD FUCKING DAMMIT ISA WHEN WILL YOU CONFESS LMAO

-*sighs* time to talk to Euphrasie

-I KNEW IT. IT'S THE SAME. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

-Siffrin calling himself stupid counter just went up :(

-and again...

-...Odile?

-Siffrin's friends are noticing that something's wrong

-...and. i looped again.

-TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THE TIME LOOP

-i think Sif called themself stupid again... and again

-:0 memory of Family... a way they could catch up?

-:( Siffrin wants Isa to touch him. but it'll never happen.

-talking to Loop

-aw. when asking Loop how to help everyone and then selecting who to help, Siffrin refers to them as family members now :]

-OK I CAN ASK LOOP ABOUT THE WEIRD SIFFRIN SPRITE

-RE: Isabeau trying to confess and Siffrin being oblivious, Loop is probably thinking "wow! this motherfucker is so dense!"

-logging off for now

[pnutbutter-n-j-elyy]

UPDATE

Heyyyy my sunshines!!!

I hope you guys liked the Pt3 I put out for the Maknaeline Clinginess Angst!! If you haven't read it yet check it out ;)!!! I JUST updated my Masterlist post-You'll notice there are a lot more things added onto it that I have not released yet. To keep myself more organized with requests and manage my posting more efficiently (my schedule still won't be completely set because unfortunately I'm a mood writer regardless of whether or not I have time 🥲🥲🥲) - I've decided I will start posting my TBR's. Meaning you guys will be able to see what I will be releasing - which will help me manage tags better as well. And will help those of you who like my page; who are not on my permanent taglist and want to know when I post. IF you would like to be tagged message me WHICH post you would like to be tagged on and I will be tagging the first 10 tag requests + those who are on my permanent taglist as of today- June 28th, 2024. FOR REQUESTS I will tag the person who requested the fic. The one catch is I can only really tag if you don't request anonymously. I am a judgement free zone and I want you guys to all feel safe and comfortable on my page and with me as both author and friend. So if you do have a request and you want to be tagged with your request feel free to request freely. I will NO LONGER be sharing the FIC requests via POST rather I will note the title and genre of the fic in the masterlist to - - A. Keep you anonymous EVEN IF you decide to not remain anonymous when you send the message -B. Declutter my page by minimizing posts Me not sharing requests does NOT mean I won't share any of the messages you guys send. A lot of you send me encouragement and compliments via my inbox so I will occasionally share those messages since they make me smile :) Despite me not sharing request answers and just putting them straight on the master list you can STILL choose to be anonymous when requesting. I just want to make sure you all know that you don't have to feel afraid of me judging a request or anything of that nature if you DO decide you would like me to know your user so you are automatically put on the tag list for that fic before the 10 spots are filled. It will be first come first serve for all of them so I do apologize if you don't make it onto the taglist for that fic, but I trust you'll find it at some point after its release. My masterlist post will be updated EVERY SUNDAY; so you guys can start the week with knowing what's up 🙌🙌🙌! Okay sorry for that long informational rant but here's another shorter one.

I will be dropping an Enhypen masterlist. The same rules stated above go for the Enhypen list once it is up and running. But since it isn't I will be taking 2 requests for each member and 1 request for OT7. Again- it is first come first serve so I'm sorry if I don't get to your request 😓😓😓 I WILL BE TAKING REQUESTS UNTIL JULY 2nd (sorry for the short notice 😓) FOR ENHA. Once the Enha masterlist is up and running - which will be by July 3rd my pinned post will be

THE MASTERLIST MASTERLIST (read this is Lord Garmadon's or President Business's voice idk why but it just sounds right) - this will be the masterlist to all my masterlists - which will soon be expanded out into different kpop/misc fandoms/ misc works in the future (ig; TXT, BND, ZB1, ATEEZ, potentially some anime fandoms, snippets from novels I have started to write).

BUT ANYWAYS AS ALWAYS-

Stay SAFE. Stay SANE. And most importantly-

Stay SLAYING. 💅 Love you all ☀️☀️☀️

[whimes]

Bibliocrimnine

[Pt/ bibliocrimnine /end Pt]

A biblione identity term that is based around the first scene in chapter nine in crimon gods from teu. This can be an allion, aldernic, gender, orientation etc.

See also; Biblione [ link ], Teu [ link ]

Tagging; @radiomogai @muttchive @rabidbatboy @horrormogai @etrnchive @bibliochive

Tw for chapter below; smoke mention, blood mention

Chapter 9 below;

It was cold, drenched from head to toe with dew dripping from its seams. The ceiling could collapse on my head right now and it might as well concus me or send me into a coma for a long time. I glaze my eyes around twirling my head surveying where I am. That of which I have no idea how I got here or where I am. The room reeked with a mix of wet dog and blood. The walls stained with splotches of it like something or someone was slaughtered down here.

The air is thin enough where it's hard to breathe. Aside from the putrid stench I felt as if I could fall back on the concrete floor fainting from the lack of air in my lungs. Strange how I go from sleeping on the bed of a motel room telling Finn everything will be okay to complete and utter silence of an empty room in the color of cooler blues stained of things I have no idea from in the middle of somewhere I have never layed eyes on. It's rather haunting really. What strikes it as more odd is that it's the same place as the flashing images from my vision. The same coldness, the same stale stench, the same damn walls. The same everything I didn't notice when they whizzed past my sight faster than light itself.

One of the office lights above me flickered with that obnoxious buzzing sound. A sound so ear scratching anyone hearing it would send the most sane person to do the most heinous things. It's light, more or so was too bright irritating my eyes. I close my eyes expecting to see myself out of here, back in bed once I open them back up. But all the sensations never dulled. They all kept chugging as they become more vivid.

I am not supposed to feel it. I am not supposed to experience sensations this much to the point of reality slipping through the cracks like a broken doll. Why am I here? How have I gotten to this mysterious place? And where the hell am I? My heart beats faster, pumping out blood at a speed it normally shouldn't. I shouldn't be here. I'm not meant to be here. This is not a dream. This is not a nightmare. This is not a vision anymore. I'm in someone's head, and it's not mine.

"Don't freak out just breathe" I tell myself. Breathing in, I smell the stench of the dry wall mixing with every other smell in this place and I reconsider using the breathing technique to calm down. Maybe if I focus on one thing at a time I won't be so overwhelmed. I normally do not pick up smoking but for the situation I am in I might as well start now.

And there it was, ahead of me appeared a doorway leading into a void of shadows swirling in black smoke. I hadn't noticed it before mainly because I swear none of this was here until now. Within it beamed a sort of whisper. A paradox of versions of voices that were familiar rang into my ears. Inviting me to step forwards into the shadowy depths.

Curiosity took hold of me, pulling me closer to the doorway. What lies ahead? What is it that I am tranced towards this shadow? Whatever may want to claim me down here forced it's way in my mind, edging the peice of it as if to send me down a spiral of questions. My hand reached for the threshold and stopped to examine the structure of this barrier.

"What are you hiding?" I speak as if it may answer back.

I waited but not a peep was heard. The barrier as I like to call it, never moved. It stayed in place, staring back at me like a bad dream waiting to conjure itself outside of its own reality. The wall felt like a dense cloud about to pour away its sorrows. A sad wall who has seen its fair share of horrors. It felt alive just to comb my fingers within its smoke like tangled hair.

Familiar isn't it, to intertwine my fingers in its sculpted figure as if it were human. A sense of déjà vu pounced onto me like this has happened before. This moment was like a mystical dream. A dream so forgotten yet remembered in a blur. This is an energy I can not quite figure out. An energy so faint, it's obscured by the rest of the field like a forest of fog.

If I push further into the mist, what will I find? There could be anything behind it. An eons old god sent to save all of us from distruction or a simple human behind the screen scared for themself. Curiosity is a bitch and it may kill me if I am not careful about my options.

A distant voice screaming my name. A voice so sudden my body couldn't move but my arm. My hand wanted to pass through the smoke as the voice drew closer. I was terrified. I didn't know of what but I was terrified.

"Aaron" The voice screamed out.

"AARON!" Again, only this time a hand grabbed hold of my shoulder and pulled me back with a jolt.

An inch from my face was the motel door staring back at me as my left hand grasped onto the handle. How I had gotten here, I don't remember. Trailing behind me is Finn. His eyes as wide as his own fear. His right hand outstretched to my shoulder while it quivered upon touch.

[janumun]

Right????? The blood stains on his jaw, the way his eyes glow red, how it says demon in the trailer, that s m i r k, that freaking v o i c e; the way he holds himself! J-Just the way he himself looks like he could wrap his hands around your neck; lift you from floor and yet still make you say thank you! I can't! I can't. x/////x I'm dying. I have never felt this attacked before! D-Don't freaking remind me of that shot! D///////x I'm already dying enough as it is!! I can't stop staring it why the hell is he so pretty???? Like no hell not even ' pretty! ' I don't say this often or at all but this man is majestic! Good, merciful fudge his v o i c e. Oh trust me I can completely understand that- I'm still not over that little trick that Zayne does with the ice; first with the cat and then the seal it's so freaking adorable- and I have just fought the Wanderer's with Rafayel for the first time; I'm only in chapter 3 currently but... I will be a thousand percent real with you I am finding it hard to concentrate much less simp over Xavier, Zayne or Rafayel when Sylus is presently living rent free in my head. x/////x A-Also... I... I can't believe I'm going to say this but... I-If.... This man wrecked something of mine ...b-bed, back or otherwise..I... c-can't say that I'd mind.. >////> Shoot me. I'm garbage. I can't. x/////x I don't think I've ever reacted this strongly about anyone before. ...... x/////x I feel like I was more or less drawn in to a bottomless abyss by Sylus. I am not going to think about panting, melting men for my own sanity. >////> B-But thank you. I am enjoying it so far; honestly more then I thought that I would. x///////x I feel like I would have to take you up on that offer regardless of whether or not I was feeling embarrassed to or not for the sake of my own sanity; so I appreciate it. I-I swear I am totally normal about this...Man... Demon... Whatever he is, hell maybe he's even a god with how his body looks like it was sculpted from them I have no freaking idea. I swear I am totally normal and sane about him. Yes. Absolutely. x////x T-Though.. That being said... ......... If you would ever consider writing about him then I would be begging down on my hands and knee's and would even offer up my kidney and possibly all my material and earthly possessions very.. extremely, e-eternally grateful. >////> Also if you tagged me in any... All. ...Please. [ You see nothing! D//////x ]

I am (s)creaming with you Juno! 😂😂😂♥️ You’ve described the feelings I’ve been unable to put into words (past BARK ARGH WOOF 😆) perfectly for this man. He is a beautiful man and I think the silver hair/red eyed combo was a devastating match on top of his personality and that sin-dripping voice 🌊

Show me what those fingers can do Sylus

Don’t be normal about him, be as crazy as you like with the rest of us, I don’t think Sylus would want you holding yourself back either, if you are to do some serious bed breaking together 🥴❤️

You will absolutely be hearing from me on the Sylus writing front (and on the evening news when I pull down Sylus’ pants and show Linkon an incident to rival the Chronorift Catastrophe *record scratch*) because there is no way I can keep my grabby hands all to myself! I need to get this man down and very filthy 😆🥴❤️

[anamazingangie]

in-nocentia / Rhaenyra x Daemon

🕯️ Rated E 🕯️9k words 🕯️ Complete 🕯️ by AmazingAngie🕯️

this is a sequel to infernus aestimatus but can be read as a standalone!

tags: Canon Divergence, Fratricide, King Daemon Targaryen, Uncle/Niece Incest, Abuse of Authority, Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Consent Issues, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Alcohol, Loss of Virginity, Painful Sex, Size Kink, Dacryphilia, Breeding Kink, NILI : Nieces I'd Like to Impregnant, Belly Bulge, Somnophilia, Mild Bloodplay (it is practically canon!), Made up Valyrian Lore

Summary:

It pleased him that their first kiss was filled with the metallic taste of the other’s blood. It pleased him to know the taste of her in this way. He wanted to know the taste of her in every way. He would greedily drink saliva from her mouth, release from her cunt, perspiration from her skin, milk from her breast—and this, blood, was no exception. If she had a wound, his tongue would happily lave at it as if it were her folds, unwilling to waste the flavor that wept from her, for no matter the source, it would belong to him, her husband. And in return, she was his. His niece. His queen. His love. Only ever to be shared with his heirs, while they grew inside of her. Or, she no longer waits for him in her rooms — why would she, when she now belongs in his bed?

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He laid her on the bed, watching her curl up while looking at him intently—enjoying the show of him stripping, revealing flesh she’d had to go without seeing for hours. It pleased him how she seemed to enjoy his body as much as he enjoyed hers. She had spent hours learning every scar that marred his skin, licking them, nipping at them, finding out what hurt and what felt good and what he’d allow her to do.

Anything. 

In return, he had yet to go a day since they wed without sucking on her breasts as if he was her babe and not her husband. Even if they did not yet leak for him, the comfort of their ruddy tips between his lips was bliss.

Afterward, they were all swollen and sensitive and she made the prettiest little whimpers when he pinched and twisted them. 

“Are they not mine to torture? I am your husband.” He had told her once. 

She used the same words against him the following hour when her teeth sunk into his sack, making him gasp and swear because fuck it fucking hurt. 

Still, she had a point, he supposed. 

He didn’t stop his ministrations, of course not, he simply told her to torture him in ways that wouldn’t impact his ability to sire children. 

The next day, her teeth tugged on his own nipple—pulling away for just a moment to tell him—to warn him—that if he ever angered her, her teeth would ensure his torsos' symmetry. 

He responded with a filthy kiss. 

It seemed the only appropriate way to show his affection and adoration which remained unwavering, if not intensified for the insanity of her promise. His little niece—his little wife, threatening to tear the nipple from his flesh with her teeth if he dared wronged her. 

After the kiss ended, he asked her, “Do you promise?” 

Her cheeks were flushed, likely more from drink than arousal—a pretty shade of pink across her face, matching the shade of her parted lips and rosy nipples. As if her body coordinated the tones specifically for his pleasure—and gods he was pleased by her, every inch of her was perfection, as if she had been crafted just for him and his desires.

Perhaps she was, though he doubted his brother had known what his seed was making at the time of Rhaenyra’s creation. That his spend would turn into the most precious gift for his younger brother. 

But then, she wasn’t given to him by his brother—no, Rhaenyra had given herself to him. She’d been in a robe, not red ribbons, but the function was the same when she returned to her chambers to await his arrival. She planned to flirt her way into a crown of her own, or at least a circlet that would sit on her finger as a mark of his ownership.

She’d succeeded. Through her good looks, charm, and promises of how she would bear him heirs.

“I wished to stretch you out more, but I fear for how desperate your poor little cunt is—grinding against me in the night and seeking pleasure. You need a cock, princess.” He muttered, his tone making the situation sound rather dire.

She let out a little huff, her nose wrinkling as her eyes glared at him, “I recall you grinding against me at night, also, uncle. Perhaps it is you who need cunt.” She said, full of fire even now, when she was half asleep and dulled by drink. 

“Perhaps we need each other, hm?” He suggested, the words sounding sweeter than he expected, but still entirely true on his tongue. 

She shook her head, her teeth gritted as she spoke, “I’m angry because it hurts.” 

“Can you not take it?” He wondered, “Can’t take your husband’s cock? Must I seek another cunt to fuck? Perhaps a Velaryon bride would have been better suited.” 

Her nails curled, carving crescents into his shoulders and showing how much she disliked this suggestion. It did not stop him, though, “Are you too little? Too small? Unprepared for the burden of taking your king?” He mused. “Scepter too large for the queen’s pretty cunt.” 

“I’m too sleepy to practice more,” she muttered, her eyes fluttering shut and blonde lashes sitting prettily atop her cheeks. 

He hummed, “That’s okay, we can practice while you sleep.” He promised, curling himself around her while their loins remained pressed together. 

much much more to this on ao3!

💕  Read on Ao3 💕 

[katyspersonal]

Who is your favorite Elden Ring character?

Oh man.. This is a very hard question to answer because I love a LOT of characters for their own reasons, and it is really hard to pick one. You might as well send me this ask again every weak and there's a chance the answer would be different every time, too, because my thought process and personality are not stable either! (don't actually send it every week xD)

In general, I can learn to love every character after peering very deep within their being and discovering their potential (or nurturing it), but some characters still stand out and have been stable enough as favourites! That'd be Melina, Ranni, Goldmask, Sellen, Nepheli, Alberich, Yura, Eleonora, Ensha, Malenia (+Millicent), Godwyn and Vyke! I am sorta waiting on Miquella/Trina for DLC because I just don't know what to expect considering Martin's involvement!

I think Melina is the closest to what I could have as favourite character! My favs are more or less equally loved, but she left an emotional impact on me like no other character had before and that alone made her stand out already! Heck, I tag posts about her as 'wife' from time to time! You see..,

The full archive of EPIC AND VERY QUESTIONABLY SANE CONVERSATION is in this chain ( x ), but basically I've completely missed the point of Shabriri gaslighting us. The fact he was talking about burning Melina completely flew over my head, mostly because I didn't check right dialogues. The point about how there is no reason to fix the broken world and existence itself is a curse, however.....? (God I still fucking LOVE the "it is not my fault you jump into ‘hurr hurr but mass destruction bad’ instead of actually thinking" gem fdjhfhs). So, when my friends kept arguing with me I could not actually hear them!

And yet, everything changed when it was just Melina being sad with her voice even trembling a little bit if I remember correctly, convincing us to not inherit FF before the door to it, when everything clicked for me and I snapped out of it. There was something in her expressing her feelings on importance of life in spite of despair, pain, oppression and constant resistance that felt bigger and more important than any thoughtful conclusions on nature of life and world itself.

It is already very admirable that she makes a conscious choice to sacrifice herself for this world. It is not blindly following the purpose she was given, but she comprehends what she is doing and why, having a chance to live her own life now that Marika is absent but still choosing not to, so others could. There is no guarantee that Tarnished (or anyone) WILL make the future better, no way to tell what happens after she annihilates herself. She is motivated by hope for this world, and her trust. Hope is almost alien emotion for me, so I am impressed by the character that embodies it so much. And of course with the way she can kick ass, and how she asserts herself that her sacrifice is not OUR choice, I thought she was pretty badass.

All that is already hard qualities to compete with as they are, and they got strengthened by, without exaggeration, a bit of personal experience with the character! And then it gets MORE personal because, ironically, such an important character also dies in a unique way in Soulsborne context. Death is rarely a thing in Soulsborne worlds because of souls, planes of reality and timespace shenanigans, but Melina already had no body and thus burnt her soul. This is a complete annihilation without any loophole and backtrack, yet I don't even have the heart to meddle with this even in my imagination because this is what she decided.

[mrm0rale]

Coward reblogged then blocked me💀 btw, I can still see your posts! Idk if that’s an update or a glitch but…I’m sure that’s gonna be annoying. This is my last response to a direct post of yours since tumblr wants to be unproductive with how blocking works

Be for real btw, if we take a poll right now about which one of us is the rage baiter…I wouldn’t be the majority vote. It would be the blog that purposely goes into the wrong tag with bullshit. It would be the person who gets daily hate asks because people rage at their posts…Oop not me

Next point. I was informed that smooth brain is indeed a condition and is offensive. I will refrain from using it in the future and I apologize. I also hate that Taylor (who claimed to be sane and didn’t need therapy more or less a damn PW) can make Psych ward aesthetic music and call her drinking problem an aesthetic and “please get your shit together so I can love you!” And not be ableist though…you’re not gonna wanna hear this buuuttt…it’s a bit hypocritical. If you’re gonna call me (rightfully) out then address that. You never do, though

Back to my logic…it’s there, bookie butt! The whole post was logic. Not only did I point out how the way you worded your post sounded very dismissive of racism, but I asked why swifties first instinct to not liking a black person is racism. You obviously can’t answer that question. Your post was the illogical one simply because you’re a hypocrite and extremely ignorant but we know this already

And I shouldn’t have to scroll past you because you shouldn’t be on our tag (I do scroll actually, that’s why I’ve only interacted two out of the many times I see you. Please use critical thinking skills). Your whole blog is a damn tantrum, sweetness! You made the blog because you were being bothered and decided to take it out on everyone else instead of the dumbasses actually bothering you. Shocker.

Speaking of, I condemn whoever initially made her make this blog. Whoever you are…is no friend of mine. Mad at you forever.

But even now, im not putting this dispute in the main swiftie tag…because that’s stupid. They do not wanna see this bull 💀

“You’ve reblogged two posts” both of which were calling out your lack of care about racism. You thought that ate? Oh no! Two posts! 💀🙏🏽

And what patterns am I showing? Hm? The pattern of being fed up with swifties like you that think Taylor is more important than the bullshit her and her community does! Whenever you’re met with anything regarding racism, you’re quick to either deflect or ignore it completely. Oh but you’re quick to call someone else racist!

And me being 21 has SHIT to do with SHIT. Is that why you were looking for my age? Because you thought that little quip was was gonna be tough shit? It’s not. Can I call you ageist 🤓? You’re in your 20s too, you just walked into some anons, sis. Why give them ammo like that?

Couldn’t resist the

⭐️ HYPOCRISY ⭐️

[ridiculous-disaster]

Why did we need another season, I know it’s disappointing but please. We have like twenty heroes all at the same time. This should have been the end. Hawkmoth is dead, mayura is fine everyone is happy. All arks are basically finished. The yes Lilla would have been slightly disappointing but it would be better then dragging this further then it needed to. But no because greed I guess.

I am honestly worried that Chloe is coming back. Right now I can pretend that she was sent of to a boarding school like Zoe was and found people who care for her. What Andre did is so disgusting, he knew is was abusive and he did it anyway because “you can be terrible together”. Don’t get me wrong Chloe is a bad person and deserves punishment, but not this. Punishment is taking away her wealth, grounding her, or anything else a loving and/or sane parent does. This is not a good solution and even if Chloe becomes a better person she should not go back to Andre, this girl would do better in foster care. Saying that a child would do better in foster care is the worst statement to someone’s parenting. But Chloe is a child and foster care could allow her to see the type of family she needs.

I don’t want the terrible messages to continue on, enough damage has already been done to kids. From making stalking a sane thing to do. I am tired of the double standards, Marinette is excused by her trauma but Chloe isn’t? I am tired of this shows treatment of Adrien. He was a main character, not anymore, he wasn’t even relevant enough to be in the final fight. This isn’t “feminism” or “girl power” it’s just bad writing. And I am tired of people saying it isn’t. Feminism is about empowering women, not putting men down.

I’m tagging this as a spoiler as I don’t completely know the rules and it’s better safe then sorry.

[newpotatomash]

It's so fucking ironic when little shits start pelting the comment section in fics that are clearly tagged with "pedophilia" and "dead dove do not eat" and similar words.

Long fucking rant under the cut-

What is it with these people and being unable to just fucking click the back button? It isn't even my fanfiction, but these people just scream everything between "Go to therapy" and "kill yourself" as if they actually wish for people to deal with whatever might cause an issue in their life??? They fucking don't. They just want to scream at strangers to die while they write "UwU dead dove do not eat" fanfics themselves that include murder and violent fantasies of a fictional character.

But it's fine when they do it because nobody involved is underage as if that makes their stupid fucking rules about thought-crimes any less violent.

Why is it always the same people who insist they love dark media?? Either you're fine with MADE UP ACTS or you're not. You can't just fucking pick and choose and decide that you're the authority of "acceptable" violence that someone thought up in their heads.

I am extremely fickle when it comes to media that involves vaginal sex, and that is my responsibility to curate, which is why I fucking??? Don't??? Walk right into a fanfic that's been tagged with those exact tags and blame the author.

I saw someone going something like, "No sane person would read this. I can only imagine a very impressionable child stumbled upon it and saw it, which breaks my heart ngl"

IF AN IMPRESSIONABLE CHILD STARTS TICKING BOXES FOR A VERY SPECIFIC TYPE OF FANFIC, AND THEY THEN PROCEED TO READ IT, HOW THE HELL IS THAT THE AUTHORS FAULT. we're one goddamn step away from blaming murder on video games here.

These fucking people think that wishing death upon others for writing a piece of fiction is any better than a 14 year old reading said piece of fiction and going, "Whoa. Weird." And then leaving the website because they realized that pretending to be 18+ was a bad idea.

I am in awe over the internet.

The amount of times I see the word "degenerate" on a day is completely bonkers and I wish sites weren't so fucking scared of porn. We're just competing in some fucked up moral olympics and nobody is winning except the advertisers who cry snot at a site allowing 18+ content. I love ao3 so much.

I hate that if I wish to post smutty drawings I have to use twitter? I won't suddenly start using a site like furaffinity when I don't draw anything that would count as furry.

I hate the internet for taking away the immeasurable joy it is to bond with people who just want to play dolls (write fanfics or draw fanart, make oc stuff, all that) with me. I've met some of my best friends online that I've sent and received gifts from over the span of 5, 10, 15 years.

I remember writing an abundance of shotacon fics, and knowing it was an acquired taste, but never seeing the kind of moral-policing we have now. (I know it existed. Of course) Hell, I remember people just saying that Enzai was an amazing anime because to them, it was a given that a yaoi anime would include kids and rape and false imprisonment?? It was the fucking wild west and it's like people saw this and went "Hey... We should start tagging things."

But instead of continuing to have fun with their fictional writings and tagging topics in the stories, we just escalated into "We have a pedophilia tag but people will wish death upon you."

How do these people survive in day-to-day life in actual conversation? Do they start arguing and calling a 15 year old who has a crush on their 14 year old friend a pedophile? Do they start berating young women because they named their boyfriend "daddy" in their phonebook? Why are they like this???

I miss fanfiction.net and livejournal so much when the biggest concern was figuring out what topic I'd discuss while I pretended to speak to characters from Yugioh and yelling "I don't own any of these characters". I miss it so much. It made my life better. I found community, I made friends. I wonder what kind of friends people nowadays will make 15 years from now.

Shout out to my buddies from ffnet who are still following me because you know exactly who you are

[tortoisesshells]

top five 1899 characters and/or top five scenes from 1899!

unfortunately, I cannot shut up about 1899. to save your dash, it's all under the cut. tl;dr: I fucking love Maura Franklin.

TOP 5 CHARACTERS: (1) Maura Franklin: she's unhinged. she's the only sane man. she's suffered more than jesus christ. she's caused everyone else to suffer more than she has (maybe). she'll never let go. she has to let go. she accidentally keeps committing adultery with the walking talking open wound masquerading as an authority figure. stealth pants. possibly understands far more than she ever lets on. The most character of all time.

(2) Eyk Larsen: so far past his breaking point that it's almost comic. who put this man in charge of a ship and 1500 souls? If 1899 is a story about grief, then he gets so many of the great character beats about it. He'd practically dead himself. He's going to drink himself into an early grave. A shell of a man with a single, half-deranged thread of hope. A man who was saved from inspiring the worst kind of dad issues in his daughters by their horrible and premature deaths. If his story on the Kerberos is completely disconnected from his reality (whatever that is) I think he should be allowed to commit murder.

(3) Ramiro: I don't know what I can say about him that you and others have not said more eloquently than I, but: a man who is destined to keep secrets - not only his own; a man who deserves rest but is not allowed to, either by his own moral compass or the intolerance of the world around him. everyone wants him as a confessor and confidante, but he struggles to find that for himself! he shines in the crisis, but you wish he didn't have to. I hope there's a version of reality where he and Ángel get to sit in the open sun and enjoy a quiet afternoon.

(4) Jérôme: local man forced to abandon perfectly good Count of Monte Cristo plot by supernatural vicissitudes and his own sense of rights and wrongs. I think he should get to get Lucien with the hammer. I think he and Clémence should ride off into the sunset together. I have no idea how he and Clémence got out of Ling Yi's memories, but I think something horrible and plot-relevant happened in there and I'm raging against the heavens that we'll never get to see the full scope of their escape into the boiler room. He doesn't seem to be running away from his past as much as the others, and sets aside his sprint towards rightful vengeance as soon as he sees the miseries of his past playing out again. I still don't know what I believe his original plan was - murder? simply throwing the medal back in Lucien's face? Did he know himself? G O D.

(5) Ling Yi: I, too, enjoy hiding in small spaces, though I'm more partial to handy closets than miscellaneous equipment lockers. She's isolated from her mother by the great secret they're carrying between them, from any common ability to connect to anyone else, from her own sense of self. It's understandable that she tends to expect the worst, all things taken together. If all this has happened before, how many times has she not been able to say goodbye, either to Mei Mei or to her mother? How long has she been staring the end, not of her physical life, but her life as Ling Yi, in the face?

TOP 5 SCENES: (1) "Have you ever lost someone? It's like you're dying with them. They can move on. You're stuck." I've rambled at length in the tags but: Eyk Larsen's whole life as Captain of the Kerberos is one great circle between Southampton and New York, over and over, without end. He cannot escape it. He cannot, except temporarily, escape his grief over the loss of his family and his failures as a husband and father to have done something. And yet (as we know) none of this is real, and all of this is Maura's doing - maybe. Maura, rightly, looks as though she's been gutted: this is her grief reflected back to her. She cannot move on, and because of it, they're all stuck.

(2) I am a giant sucker for well-done SFX, and the Kerberos descending through the maelstrom into the archive left me gasping. Ling Yi's - resignation? - to seeing the impossible spooling out in front of her, when she's lost the only other person on the ship who cared at all for what she thought makes spectacle into tragedy.

(3) The multiple-way conversation between Ángel and Ramiro and Eyk and Eugen about the survivors aboard the Prometheus having need of a priest in the first-class hallway: the multiple conversations being had at once, the switching between languages, the claustrophobic framing, that Ángel, who has not exactly shown himself to have much care for Ramiro's opinions thusfar, shows himself instead to be frightened and a little desperate to not rock the boat (sorry, couldn't resist) and still concerned for Ramiro's well-being as the masquerade seems to be getting out of hand. There's so much going on in such a little scene!

(4) Maura, wondering where everyone on the Prometheus went, immediately asking Eyk how hot the boilers run - skipping right over that it would be significantly easier, perhaps, to throw bodies overboard than cremate 1500 people. I love how your mind works, Miss Franklin. You're terrifying. (actually, the whole sequence of Maura and Eyk immediately deciding to lie to each other rather than converse is a delight. for a given value of delight.)

(5) The fight on the stern of the Kerberos at the end of the mutiny: the lighting! the drama! the spectacle! the realization that all is lost before the significantly worse realization - they are so far beyond the boundaries of the possible, and whatever controls this place is not operating by known rules! The many reunions mid-fight! Iben wins by being willing to murder a child!

[etheries1015]

jhfdbshb Yeaahhhh a five-hour history exam is wayyy too much for me 😭 I swear, fanfiction is one of the only things keeping me sane rn 💀

Admittedly, I'm not too confident to post the Lilia smut right now (I'm sure I will someday! I'm still working on it too, fkjgh), but I am confident enough to share a small snippet with you if you don't mind,,! 👀 👉👈

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(For some context, Lilia ate some aphrodisiacs he and the reader made together, and the reader just walked in on him feeling the effects. Also, if Lilia sounds OOC, that's my bad, I'm trying to get used to writing his character 😭 I've also never written smut, so don't judge too harshly-)

Lilia looked completely dishevelled. His pink-streaked black hair was ruffled, as if he had been tossing and turning in his bed. His usual Diasomnia uniform had been tossed carelessly on the floor, though it seemed he didn’t bother taking off his black knee-high socks. Instead, he wore a sky-blue sweater that seemed far too big for him. The sleeves swallowed his arms and went past his hands, and the shoulder of the sweater had slipped down his arm. He was wearing one of their sweaters, (Name) realised in the back of their mind. His face was flushed, and if (Name) looked closely, the fae was trembling with anticipation. 

However, it was Lilia’s eyes that caught them off-guard the most. They could see the love, adoration, and infatuation he had for them, but most prominently of all, they saw a fervorous, intense lust swimming in his deep red eyes. 

Ah. So this was why Lilia made Sebek call them here.

(Name) blinked, staring at Lilia’s reddened face, and before they could stop themselves, their eyes trailed down from his face, to their sweater, until they landed on his legs. Though the socks covered most of his legs, his pale thighs were still exposed, the lime green candlelight highlighting the smoothness of his skin. When they looked closely, they could see the creamy-white evidence of his... exhilaration slowly dribbling down his slender thighs.

“Are you enjoying the view, dear?” Lilia asked, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. Though he teasingly tilted his head to the side, his deep scarlet eyes were fixated on his partner.

“Quite,” (Name) blurted before they could stop themselves. 

AHHHHHHH I LIKED THIS ALOT You do really well with the imagery of the scene, I can really see just how helpless he must look and flushed and pretty <3 Lilia still trying to act cocky even though he knows his state is truly dependent upon the reader...and reader being confident admitting full-heartedly they like what they are seeing. This entire scenario is SO GOOODD bro, I love how you picked aphrodisiacs. I feel like it's not often we see our old peepaw at the mercy of a potion and feeling the affects like this....hehehe. Please! If you finish it, I totally think you should post it! (and tag me *wink wink* ) of course, write at your pace! But this truly does have the foundation to be amazing.

On another note/side note, feel free to DM me if you ever wanna talk about writing, classes, or random stuff. I love making new friends! And you're pretty snazzy! My DM's are always open for that reason, heueheuheu.

[feralremains]

Tag nine people you want to get to know better

Thank you @the-toad-in-your-piano for the tag!

Three ships

Hm, I will tell about my most recent one, the one I've written the most about, and the one that got me into writing fanfic and making fanart.

The latest: Nygmobblepot! Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham. Well, what can I say? Sad, mentally ill and murderous men, what's not to like? They have an interesting relationship, and I like to see it being explored more in many different forms.

The one I've written the most: Willton, Frederick Chilton/Will Graham from Hannibal. Even though this is the ship with the highest amount of words by me, it's still only somewhere between 5,000 and 10,000 words. I'm a beginner, but hopefully getting better all the time! I admit, this one isn't very popular. I like NBC Hannibal's Chilton as a character a lot, and I personally think he needs some other character to develop himself. Will gives us contrast, with his cool calculations and violent mind compared to Frederick's neuroses and anxieties.

The beginning: Good old Mystrade. Mycroft Holmes/Greg Lestrade from BBC Sherlock. I'm a sucker for emotionally suppressed middle-aged men. I suppose I could explore my own experiences through them - anxiety, depression, self esteem issues. Older queer people have always made me hopeful, and even though it really isn't the same, sometimes fictional characters work as a substitute.

First ever ship

Huh, I am not absolutely sure, but I guess this would be Johnlock. I remember seeing one of the older Sherlock Holmes films when I was younger, The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, 1970, and Holmes implying Watson and he were lovers felt surreal, almost. This one was an old film for a young kid such as myself, and there they were, queer, and it wasn't only a joke, we were not only portrayed as comic relief. Obviously it was somewhat humorous (Holmes trying to avoid fathering a child for Madame Petrova), but they didn't make it seem like queer people were lesser. In a way, I felt understood - that's what not having obvious actual queer representation causes - and it stayed in the back of my mind for a long time.

Now, thinking about the ships I've now told about, I realise I (often along with other people) have headcanoned one person of the pair as asexual, even though I've only known I'm ace myself for a very short time, comparatively.

Last song

I've been listening to Hannibal the Musical and Possibly in Michigan (Animal Cannibal). Completely normal and sane songs to listen to, I can assure you.

Last movie

I watched The Lady in the Van with my parents last night. It was quite amusing, both light-hearted and serious at the same time. Before that, The Batman (2022), which I didn't like as much as some of the other Batman films, but it was quite decent.

Currently reading

Haha, I'm not currently reading anything, really. The last actual book I read was the Shining by Stephen King some weeks ago. It was much better than the film, which I watched right after, although not scary at all.

Currently watching

Gotham (2014-2019). Finding television series that can keep me watching is not the easiest task, I guess. Usually I only like a few characters, and try to resist the urge to only see their scenes as long as I can.

Currently consuming

Well, I should be getting an evening snack, but I'm writing this. Going to get an apple and some mango gurt with rice cereal.

Currently craving

This is a bit in the TMI territory, but the ability to feel strong emotions, and for once not anxiety. I feel very empty most of the time. Fortunately I have Petunia the blue tongue skink. I also would like to learn Swedish and get even more herps.

Tagging (no pressure to actually do this! Also, with my luck, everyone I tag has already participated in this, but no harm done anyways. I have literally never interacted with some of you, and never in a personal manner with any of you, but let's ignore that for a moment, or otherwise I could never participate in these)

@nygmobblepot-trash @arabriddler @shyjusticewarrior @cliobii @evansdoodles @super-who-locked-me-in-here @barbacarisi @the-chilton @no1raulesparzafan

[piracytheorist]

What is a common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about?

I'm taking this back to Once Upon a Time, and it's the idea that Killian's journey was to go back to his "Lieutenant Jones" persona. Only I am RightTM of course, and my RightTM opinion is that Lieutenant Jones was even less of himself than Captain Hook was. Killian is, at his core, Chaotic. He doubts and rejects authority, he acts on his own moral code (whether that's fucked up or a little more sane) and he hates being controlled and told what to do. Lieutenant Jones was in the Navy, and you cannot survive in such a place if you're not full-on Lawful and willing to abide by someone else's rules.

So there were a lot of people who saw Lieutenant Jones and went like "This is what Killian needs to return to" and it's the absolute wrong way to interpret his character. Killian only joined the Navy because Liam wanted to join, and because Killian still (and always) idolized him and thought that Liam is always right and he should follow what Liam does. But it's not how Killian works as a person. People only think he should have gone back to that was because Lieutenant Jones was GoodTM, and the only way for Killian to be redeemed and become a good person was by adapting back into a place that went directly against his actual beliefs and stances.

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Wait, I thought of another fandom opinion as well, and it's about Mia Winters from Resident Evil 7 and 8. So much of the fandom seems to have the interpretation that we're meant to hate her, and I cannot begin to tell you how wrong that feels. I don't think we're meant to fully forgive her, of course, but the narrative gives us enough material to show that Mia really, honestly cared for Ethan and yet the "Mia Winters bashing" tag is a common tag on ao3, but I'm not surprised that a video game fandom is overflowing with misogyny. Because, especially seeing how easily people forgive Heisenberg for his far more atrocious behaviour against Ethan, not giving a female character the benefit of the doubt, completely disregarding the idea of Author's Intent and only basing ones' opinion on her on their biases can also be traced to misogyny, I am sorry to tell you :)

So yeah. It's mostly because it's obvious people allow their biases to influence their opinion on Mia and don't take Author's Intent into consideration like, why were we given this and that scene? What is the narrative meaning of the two different endings in Resident Evil 7? How does Ethan react to Miranda's words while she poses as Mia? How does Chris Redfield, beloved character of the franchise, react to Mia's outbursts at the end of Resident Evil 8? Some people just don't give a fuck about any of that and go like "She's not sexy, mysterious or OP enough so into the trash she goes". And I am not even a Mia fan. It's just very obvious how biased people are about her.

Which is not a bad thing... if you recognize that. It's okay to have biases and for some characters to hit you in a very very bad way. The problem is most people don't realize that and they make going through the "Ethan Winters" tag here a nightmare until you block the right people.

🔥 choose violence ask game 🔥

[purplesaline]

SALMONELLA!!!

This can absolutely cause harm!! Especially if the chicken fucker has any human sexual partners.

Fucking a warm cantaloupe can cause a yeast infection.

Please don't fuck food. If it's not something that can be safely inserted into your body you shouldn't be inserting your body into it.

And the harm/no harm metric? It's not the worst metric to base moral judgement on but I'll do you one better.

Informed consent.

Cause let's face it, there's TONS of stuff we do every day that can be, and is, harmful to someone else but is still no one else's business because everyone involved has given informed consent.

Like fucking submarine dude. If each guest knew how the sub was constructed and still decided to go it would have been none of our business when it imploded because informed consent (and likewise resources shouldn't have been used to make an attempt at rescue/recovery).

Informed consent is why there's been a push within the kink community to move away from the tag line "Safe, Sane, Consensual" to "Risk-Aware, Consensual Kink" cause let's face it, lots of what folks get up to isn't really safe or sane, but if everyone involved is aware of the risks and gives consent it's not really our business.

But, much like ethical consumption under capitalism is impossible, engaging in risky behaviours doesn't just risk harm to yourself because if you are hurt badly enough to need medical care you're using resources that may be needed by others so the harm/no harm metric becomes more complicated. Is it a moral issue of someone is causing harm and doesn't realize it? Or is it just a moral issue if they continue after being told it's causing harm?

We're also aren't really all that good about accurately predicting the harm that something can actually do. See the outrage against trans folks existing in public or teaching kids in school that Caspar can have two mommy's, or that Dungeons & Dragons will turn us all to Satan or that video games will make us all violent criminals.

What about breaking up with someone? That unequivocally causes harm, does that make someone a bad person? There are times in our lives when causing harm isn't just unavoidable, but necessary. Self-defense, for example.

What if I'm doing something completely reasonable but it's triggering someone else? Am I a bad person because my actions are causing them harm? Even though what I'm doing wouldn't make me a bad person in any other context? Are my friends bad people for driving a white car even though they know it's a trigger of mine?

Harm/no harm is a good place to start but the reality is morality is so much more complicated than that because morality is a social construct. As a society changes and grows our concept of morality does too.

And as a final reminder,

please for the love of god if it's not safe to insert into your body do not insert your body into it

Oh my god. I need to share another story of my new friend making today. So my friends husband says, very casually, as we’re about to leave for the ren faire, “Yeah, it’s like my story about fucking a chicken.”

And of the four people present I was the only one who was shocked. The others all nodded as if to say, yes yes, we know, the chicken fucking.

So he explained, when a progressive person is analyzing a behavior they will typically use the metric, Harm/No Harm. They may not like things in the No Harm category but they wouldn’t object.

Conversely, a more conservative mindset used something like eight metrics. Authority/No Authority Moral/Not Moral, things like that.

So, he posited if you want to sound out someone’s mindset (and you’re willing to live with the repercussions) you can ask: if a man buys a dead chicken from the store, cleans it thoroughly, then fucks it, and then eats it himself…?

I listened in dawning horror, both rapt and disgusted. But into the growing pause I whispered, “No harm…” because it really has no effect on me or anyone else if a man fucks a dead chicken. I don’t like it, I think he’s a weird dude, but like. That’s his dick. But a more conservative person will hear that and object on moral grounds despite not being harmed.

It’s been haunting me all day, so please enjoy.