#big whiny baby

[teddybeartoji]

thinking abt how your lip piercings get stuck together during one of your first kisses with bakugou,, you're sat on his lap with your arms resting on his shoulders and neck while his are on your waist. there isn't a single inch between your bodies as you melt into each other; it's still so new and it's exciting and his lips are so soft and he smells so good and you want more and more and more.

when you finally decide to pull away and catch your breath, you feel him dig his fingers into your sides with a hiss. you follow his gaze and look at where the two little silver rings are connected; bakugou's face grows a deeper shade of pink at the proximity but it's not like he's really doing anything to get himself out of the situation.

you let out a chuckle and he's quick to scold you while forcing down a lovesick grin.

"don't laugh, idiot."

his hands are warm on your skin. you feel his chest heaving and you wonder whether his heart is beating as fast as yours is.

"sorry, sorry."

your cheeks hurt from smiling.

neither of you have made a move to seperate the rings. you're comfortable on his lap, with your lips ghosting over his as he stares at you. this feels... right, if anything.

your noses brush together when he speaks. "are we gonna stay like this, hm?"

you hum.

"maybe."

he clicks his tongue and you know he's about to make a stupid remark, so you cut him off by kissing him again.

you swallow the groan that crawls up his throat and grin against him. his arms snake from your waist to the small of your back and you arch further into him on instinct.

perhaps he doesn't regret getting the piercing anymore...

[nientedal]

First pic still fresh, second one fully healed! I have been trying to think of a Lord of the Rings tattoo for years, with no success until I saw this piece and said "Oh!!!" out loud. I am delighted with how it turned out!! @chechula, thank you so much for letting me do this 💙 your art is so lovely!

Sarah Zeller at Leaf and Arrow Tattoo in York, PA USA did the whole thing in only four hours. She made a few small changes to "translate" it from paper to skin, but I think it works just as well this way :D An excellent experience and I hope to see her again in the future!

[solomiracle]

SHUT UPPPPP IM GONNA CRY

[sillyscientists]

Just gonna say that mocking people for voicing their disappointment over the stream (spongebobscreamingwithflyingicecreamtruck.png “IN A CIVIL AND POLITE MANNER”) just makes you like. An asshole lmao. People are gonna be disappointed when they’re told they’re getting one thing and getting another no matter what, even if what they get instead is really good/funny.

[hellyeahsickaf]

My dog is very distraught that I was struggling to clear my airways. Now she's scratching up the door trying to get someone's attention to tell them to help me. I keep trying to tell her I'm not dying but she's not having it. She does this nearly every time I have to cough or clear my throat a lot and I don't know what I did to deserve her.

[gaynfl]

if carlos sainz had zero haters im dead in the ground

[foxgloveinspace]

Ahhh. Sleep token gets so much hate cause the fandom is full of women and queers (affectionate I am said queer), I get it now.

[samuelroukin]

augh i looked at some of the earlier tdhmt chapters and they are so sucks. and i know it gets better but now i'm like does it though??? and also how will anyone read that far if it's bad at the start 💀

[nehswritesstuffs]

banish every gaslight; let clarity shine - Part 17

There's... a lot going on here, but in a good way.

Part 1 [FFN/AO3] - Part 2 [FFN/AO3] - Part 3 [FFN/AO3] - Part 4 [FFN/AO3] - Part 5 [FFN/AO3] - Part 6 [FFN/AO3] - Part 7 [FFN/AO3] - Part 8 [FFN/AO3] - Part 9 [FFN/AO3] - Part 10 [FFN/AO3] - Part 11 [FFN/AO3] - Part 12 [FFN/AO3] - Part 13 [FFN/AO3] - Part 14 [FFN/AO3] - Part 15 [FFN/AO3] - Part 16 [FFN/AO3]

Law tries to sacrifice himself to Doflamingo, only for Baby 5 and Lami to have other ideas. [3746 words; AU where there is a Third Corazón, whose existence makes Law’s life hell]

Chaos reigned as the victims of the Birdcage began to realize where their lot truly lied. Random folks were taken over by Doflamingo’s power, killing their friends and family with tears in their eyes and anguished apologies on their lips. Soldiers not being puppeted tried to control the chaos to no avail. It was precisely the sort of chaos that Doflamingo desired—that he craved—and it all became disturbingly clear that this had been his intention all along.

“Shit, we’ve got to move,” Law hissed. He looked over his shoulder and saw the fringes of Luffy’s troupe. “Strawhat-ya, think you can get your minions to make a distraction while I get my sisters to safety?”

“They’re not my minions,” Luffy scowled. Lami and Baby 5 appeared on either side of him, equally irritated.

“We’re not going to step aside and let you do all the dirty work,” Baby 5 pouted.

“We’re not babies,” Lami added.

“Yeah, and the set of us are eleven stars, in case you forgot how to do math,” Law replied. His sisters both avoided eye contact—he had them there. “Lami, you literally just got your memories back—I’m going to need you to hold back for a bit until we’re sure there’s no permanent damage. Strawhat-ya and I are going to take down Doflamingo.”

“…but…!”

“No buts—doctor’s orders. Now don’t make me Shamble you away from here myself.”

“Fine.” Lami glared at Law, who instantly felt cowed. “You better come back.”

“For my sisters? Yeah.” He held open his arms and Lami and Baby 5 both hugged him, the pair holding him tight until suddenly he was gone, pebbles falling where both he and Luffy had been standing. The sisters looked at one another and instantly knew how the other felt.

“We’re not listening to him, are we Bee?” Lami chuckled.

“Since when have we listened to him when he’s being an idiot?” Baby 5 asked. She took a cigarette from her pocket and lit it, sucking in some smoke before exhaling heavily. “Let’s go before anyone too annoying finds us.”

“Yeah—I gotta see what it is I can do now that my memory’s back!” Baby 5 looked at her with slight confusion. “Oh, uh… they say that power is stored in memories…? I might be stronger after all this!”

“You think so?” Baby 5 wondered. Lami shrugged.

“There’s only one way to find out, now isn’t there?”

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

It wasn’t ideal, but Law was more than willing to let Strawhat-ya’s entourage haul ass in his stead if it meant that he got to Doflamingo without getting too tired. Although he had plenty of stamina normally, his abilities being tied to such a thing was a huge downfall in a situation like this, forcing him to rely on others. While normally it was his crew he fell back on, the present company left… much to be desired.

“Don’t think I’ve forgiven you,” Cavendish scoffed, narrowing his eyes at Law. While the Supernova was with Luffy and Kyros on the stronger Ucy, the blond captain was on his trusty horse Farul, heading towards the King’s Plateau in the most beautiful of ways… just ask him.

Law knew better, though. This guy was just weird. Why did he need to keep relying on weird people? Annoying people? Frustrating people? It was getting to be a bit much.

“I don’t care what you have and haven’t done,” Law replied dully. Ucy jumped over a large piece of rubble and it forced Law to hold on to Luffy, as well as Kyros behind him grab onto his shoulders. “Can’t you drive?!”

“You can’t drive a bull, Torao! That’s silly!” Luffy looked back with a wide grin. “Ucy’s doing just fine!”

“That’s what you say.” Movement caught the corner of Law’s eye and he saw Pica’s stone form smacking its arm as it tried to hit the glints of light running up it—Zoro-ya. At least his oddities were being put to good use distracting an Executive… one turned to their side, one distracted, and two to go…

“Where is Miss Lami and Miss Cinca?” Kyros asked lowly. Unease swept over Law; he didn’t like the other man’s tone as he almost whispered in his ear. “I feel an obligation to them; there was so much I could have done for them over the years, yet I missed the opportunity due to my position.”

“They’ve always been nuisances—don’t blame yourself,” Law replied. He could hear Kyros chuckle in response. “Do you have sisters?”

“I have a sister-in-law, and she is a spitfire.”

“Don’t get a second one. I can’t recommend it.”

“It takes better men than us to survive more than one sister,” Kyros laughed. Law couldn’t argue that fact—how he survived the years he spent with both Lami and Baby 5, he had no clue.

“Shishishishi, I don’t have a sister, but I’m sure it’s not too much different from having brothers,” Luffy snickered. “Soon you’ll be able to laugh like that every day! Mingo’s not gonna know what hit him!”

Law hoped he was right—part of his roping Luffy and his crew into everything was to provide a wild card option that even Doflamingo could not anticipate—but would it be enough? There was so much that he couldn’t account for in this hellscape of a country that he was now determined to get his sisters out of, even if it meant the most morbid part of his original plan came to fruition.

Then again, big siblings were supposed to do anything to protect the younger ones, right? All the way down to the wire. Especially big brothers and trouble-making little sisters; then again, if it was so universal of a thing, then Cora-san would have had a much different fate…

No. Nothing about Doflamingo was normal. Things that were supposed to be experienced by everyone—or at the very least understandable to everyone—were beneath him. He couldn’t fathom taking care of a younger sibling if it didn’t work out best for himself in the end… the man’s concept of love was twisted and perverse, ruined by his worldview and the desire to watch everything burn to the ground from the safety of his perch.

If there was anyone who could stop him, Law knew that the list was short and he was towards the top—if not at the top itself—and he was making it his duty to keep it that way.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Baby 5 and Lami had to dodge swarms of citizens and literal bullets before they came across an area they could reasonably catch their breath in. It was—ironically enough—an outdoor training yard, where children played at their favorite games and adults practiced for gladiator tryouts. Now it was deserted in favor of finding the starred bounties before the time limit was up.

“Okay… so… how do we measure how strong you are now?” Baby 5 wondered. Lami fiddled with a punching bag, making sure it and its stand were secure.

“I dunno, but there has to be some way of doing it,” she claimed. “If only Thelma had been more specific about metrics…”

“Thelma…? Who’s Thelma…?”

“The lady who altered my memories,” Lami shrugged. She landed an experimental punch on the bag—nothing out of the ordinary. “She put a copy of herself in my brain to explain what happened if I ever unlocked my memories, saying that power is stored in them somehow. My guess is that she was a nice lady when she wasn’t rewriting people’s brains for money.”

“Oh…” Baby 5 watched her sister land a couple more punches and kicks before a thought came to her. “Since there doesn’t seem to be a way to measure this, let’s just try different fighting techniques. How about Rokushiki? Do you think you can do those now?”

“I can try.” Lami moved away from the punching bag and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Her instruction in the Six Powers had been so long ago now… could she even do it? She tried to use Shave and instead of moving super-fast, she tripped and fell on her face. “Nope—that’s still a bust.” Baby 5 helped her to her feet, face still scrunched up in thought.

“How about more Haki? You were already pretty good at it.”

“I can try…” Lami went over to one of the practice dummies and coated her fists in Haki. It felt easier than before, at the very least, and she’d take it. She readied one punch and ended up knocking the dummy’s head off before she could even touch it.

Ah… well… shit…

“There they are!” shouted a voice. Baby 5 and Lami both looked towards the entrance to see that there were a few dozen people now entering the training area. They could have taken them out easily, but they were all seemingly random citizens who looked terrified; there was no way they could harm them.

“We don’t want to fight you!” Baby 5 insisted. “Please! We’re trying to figure out a way to stop Doflamingo!”

“You say that, but we know how strong Doflamingo is,” one of the citizens said. “Bringing you to him is our only option.”

“Y-Yeah…” another person said. “We don’t wanna do this… but we have to…”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Lami added. She stepped between Baby 5 and the citizens, coating more of her body in Armament Haki just in case someone made a quick move. “We were part of this mess, so we’re going to help clean it up. Please trust us!”

“Is it true?” someone asked from further back. “Are you not actually Doflamingo’s niece?”

“Yeah!? Are you really related to another one of the Warlords?!”

“What else has been a lie all these years?!”

“We don’t want to do this, but we have to!”

“Why are you worth so many stars?!”

“How come you’re one of the Birdcage targets?!”

“Just turn yourself in!”

“If you plan on cleaning this mess up, then why are you here?!”

All the questions began to pour out, each of them bombarding Lami with not only the questions themselves, but also the raw emotions coming from each of the citizens. Shit… this must have been the Observation side of her Haki having grown more sensitive, as she could feel everything from the group bearing down on her unlike anything she’d felt before. The questions kept coming, and she kept being pressed further down… down… down… down…

“QUIET!”

As she screamed, Lami let out a burst of Haki, hoping that it would help bolster the Armament protecting her from the townsfolk and shore up her Observation against their emotions. Instead it made them collapse, everyone but Baby 5 and a lone teen holding a bat falling unconscious to the ground.

“What the hell…?” Lami wondered aloud. “That was not what I wanted to do…”

“That’s…” Baby 5 looked at the teen and saw that his knees were about to give way underneath him. “Kid! You see that?” He looked at her and nodded shakily. “That was Conqueror’s Haki, just like Doflamingo! Spread the word that Princess Antonia is going to win this!” The teen dropped his bat and ran, which made Lami scowl.

“You shouldn’t’ve done that,” she chided. “Poor kid’s about to piss himself.”

“Think about it: Doflamingo is so confident he’s kept you right where he wants you all these years that he thinks you’re weak. You’re not—that was Conqueror’s. I’m not making it up.”

“It’s just Armament, like when I broke through the memory block.”

“I thought that at first too, but this is a lot more than just Armament.” Baby 5 took Lami by the shoulders and looked up at her, ready to shake her younger sister for emphasis if needed. “You’re strong, Lami… people are naturally drawn to you… that burst of Haki made people pass out… made Sugar pass out…”

“Then what you’re saying is…?” She looked at the unconscious people laying around them, unnerved. “…I can take him down without touching him…?”

“Not alone, but that’s the idea.”

“Do you think Law-nii can do it too?”

“Don’t know; don’t care. If you’re this powerful,” Baby 5 gestured towards the unconscious citizens, “then we need to get you up to wherever Doflamingo is so you can help kick his ass.”

“…but I’m not…”

“Yes, you are! My brother is smart, but my sister is strong! Now if I’m right about this, then you’re likely the only one other than Straw Hat and Law-nii who has a chance at defeating Doflamingo… and frankly I’d put you at the top of that list. You’re able to do something I’ve only seen him do! That’s worth something, isn’t it?”

“I guess…? I don’t know how to control it though…”

“We’ll figure that out on the way,” Baby 5 insisted. “This changes everything!”

Lami really, really hoped she was right. Time was running out and there was only so much they would be able to do when it came to stalling the inevitable.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Law was beginning to rethink his approach to everything as he was attempting to hold his own against Doflamingo. It would have been a bit easier if Trebol wasn’t also there running interference, making it that much harder to actually get close enough to Doflamingo to land a hit. Bad enough he’d already was faked out by decapitating a clone made of string what the actual fuck, but Luffy had also been with him, only to get distracted again, making it so his wild card was so wild he couldn’t even follow a goddamned plan, seas help him.

“Why do you insist on being like this?” Doflamingo pouted mockingly. “I could have given you everything…”

“You keep saying that as though repeating it enough makes it true.”

“It’s worked for Dressrosa and it sure as hell worked for my ancestors,” he claimed. “That’s how politics works; say something loud and long enough and people will eventually believe it.”

“Yeah, and they’ve been shown that you’ve been lying to them this entire time,” Law spat back. He kept looking around in an attempt to find something to buy him some precious time—all he needed was seconds of pure action to enact his plan. The large Room over the Plateau was already up and he was not going to ruin that by acting rashly.

“They were poor before and are rich now; money talks, boy, and most of all it softens people’s opinions of little scamps like myself. Why would they listen to anyone else? Not even their old king will have their ears, because people are willing to overlook war and strife and things not being right as long as they have cash.”

“…and what about the hundreds of Dressrosans you’ve had Sugar turn into toys over the years? I’m sure they won’t be too thrilled by having a few extra beri.”

“Seen for what they are: troublemakers,” Doflamingo replied. “Let them go and the discontent will breed without me. Dressrosa will collapse upon itself and finally get what it deserves after the centuries of being ruled by pretenders.”

“Behehe… they will be the first to fall, won’t they Doffy?” Trebol chuckled.

“They might,” Doflamingo mused, “or they might have to watch the world collapse around me, thinking they’re safe until it finally infects them, where they all turn in on themselves. It all depends on if they disappoint me this afternoon or not.”

Law flexed his fingers; this was going to be difficult. He needed something that would knock both of them off their games—if not off their feet—they were too confident for there to be nothing he could use… wait a moment…! A voice that sounded suspiciously like Cora-san rattled in the back of his brain, reminding him of words he hadn’t genuinely thought of in a long time.

‘The People of the D. are the natural enemies of the gods.’

That was it!

“You don’t know how doomed you are,” Law scoffed, his grin wicked. Trebol looked confused while Doflamingo’s brow knit in irritation.

“You look like you suddenly remembered a big secret,” Doflamingo noted. “What’s so funny that you have to remember it now?”

“You don’t know my whole name.”

Doflamingo’s face went pale.

“…and why would your name be something that important?” Trebol wondered in genuine confusion. Seas, he was stone-stupid. “The name of an orphaned piece of trash means nothing.”

“My sister and I carry names passed down in our family for generations,” Law boasted. Just a little bit and they’d be caught off-guard enough. “My full name is Trafalgar D. Water Law and I am your worst nightmare.”

“A D.? Tch, like that’ll work on us—Doffy…? Doffy, what’s wrong?” Trebol looked at Doflamingo to see that the other man was shaking in an emotion he had never seen in him before.

Donquixote Doflamingo was terrified.

As Trebol began to freak out over Doflamingo’s lack of composure, Law made his move. Not staying in one place long, he switched himself around at almost a lightning pace, slicing through Trebol with the Radio Knife multiple times and piercing Doflamingo’s heart with Injection Shot. Both men collapsed—the former into a bunch of chunks and the latter simply dead. He went back to where he had been standing and dropped the Room—he could finally take a deep breath and relax. It was done…

…or so he thought. Trebol began to chuckle ominously despite his chopped-up state. Law’s eyes slowly crept to Doflamingo, whose body was still as a slight breeze passed over them…

Then, suddenly, Doflamingo’s body jerked; once, twice, and finally a third time brought out a groan from the man. He sat up looking absolutely furious.

“I… I pierced your heart…” Law panicked. He took a step back as Doflamingo stood up. “You should be dead—your heart is in shreds!”

“That was a neat trick, boy, but you should really save that sort of thing for someone who cannot repair their own organs with strings,” Doflamingo spat. He activated his own Devil Fruit ability and trapped Law in his strings. “What do you know about the Will of D.?”

“Only what Cora-san told us,” Law replied. He attempted to keep a cool demeanor, yet it was difficult to with his limbs locked and his fight-or-flight response screaming that he needed to flee.”He knew what we are, but didn’t live long enough to tell us. My parents died before we were old enough to learn what our secret names mean. I’m sure you know… tell me… why are we that terrifying to you?”

“You vermin are no more than the boogeymen of Celestial nurseries, you’ll be loathe to learn,” Doflamingo replied. He twitched a finger and Law’s right arm was sliced off, the string making a clean slice through muscle and bone, allowing the limb to drop to the ground as Law screamed in pain. “Children in Mary Geoise are told that if they’re not good and do the things proper Celestial Dragons do, they’ll be eaten up by the People of the D., their flesh cooked into stews as their bones are gnawed and entrails sewn into wee purses to hold all their teeth. You were nothing more than lies Auntie Teolinda told to strike fear in Rosi’s heart and stoke inspiration in mine. To think of it again took me by surprise, is all.”

Tears stung Law’s eyes as he was consumed by pain, first in his arm, then when Doflamingo landed a solid punch to his stomach, then head. He fell to the ground a crumpled, bloody mess as he reached for his severed arm, cradling it as he attempted to open a Room and fix it. Doflamingo kicked him in the side, knocking him into the dirt. Lifting his leg, the older man’s lip curled in a sneer as he readied to crush his skull like a ripe melon, ending the struggle once and for all.

“Say hello to my idiot brother for me.”

Except, he didn’t stomp on Law’s head. His foot was stopped by another—he looked at the owner and saw it was none other than Lami, glaring at him with all she had.

“Don’t touch my brother,” she snarled. He smirked at that.

“Antonia, my darling, don’t be like that,” he replied. “Naughty children must be punished—you know full-well I’m right.”

“I know full-well that you’re full of it.”

“Lami… don’t…” Law coughed. “Get out of here…”

“Fat chance, Law-nii; it’s our turn to protect you now.” Just as she finished her sentence, Baby 5 came rocketing in from Doflamingo’s left side, snatching Law while using her missile-feet to quickly bring them out of sight. Doflamingo nearly went after them, only for Lami to recapture his attention by letting out a burst of Haki…

...Conqueror’s Haki.

“Well, look at what we have here,” he hissed. “Aren’t you a little too small-time to be using that?” He unleashed his own Conqueror’s Haki, allowing it to clash with the young woman’s, threatening to overtake her. “How’s that for a trick?”

“Don’t you dare!” Doflamingo turned around and saw Luffy standing there, his own Conqueror’s Haki flaring as he fumed. “I wanted to punch out Mingo!”

“Get in line, Straw Hat!” Lami insisted. “My beef with him is bigger than yours!”

���We both have big beef!” Luffy shouted. “And then, when he’s defeated, we’re gonna eat a lot of beef when we party! You hear that, Mingo?!”

“I hear a gaggle of nasty children whining,” Doflamingo stated. “Why don’t I teach you a lesson so that you can learn your place? This is a world for the strong, for the ruthless, for the unyielding, and it has no place for misbehaving children.”

“Strong? Ruthless? Unyielding? It’s a good thing you made me those things.” Lami finally used her foot to push away from Doflamingo, kicking them apart from one another. Luffy tried to punch the Warlord from behind, only for him to hear him moving and dodge, with Luffy and Lami colliding and tangling together as they fell to the ground. By the time Lami was able to extricate herself from the rubbery noodles that served as Luffy’s limbs, Doflamingo already had strings coming from his fingers, ready to fight.

Okay. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea. But it was all they had.

[muirmarie]

pros/cons

sponeszine it's the only one of the three that's time sensitive (may 31st babyyyy) AND spones is best beloved!! / BUT nsfw is Difficult for me and i did JUST ("just") write the nsfw enemy within one so it's kinda a lot rn lollll, even tho it's gonna be more not safe for vulcans than anything else tbh

mckirk week - i don't have a planned story WHICH means I'd just pick a prompt and write it out like I do with the dopamine gift fics instead of worrying too much about plot / BUT even though it's this next week, it's still not exactly time sensitive as i could always still write a fic after mckirk week is over if i wanted to participate

touch-starved mcspirk fic - it really SHOULDN'T take me too much to finish it (yes shut up i know that's what i always say and i also know i'm a dirty liar) / BUT i decided to change the ending to make it more distinct from a different one of my stories (yes yes yes I just keep writing the same story again and again i am AWARE lmaooo) and now i actually kind of have to Think about how it's going to work =/

i thought i could do a poll shorter than a day but it turns out i CAN'T so i will simply have to decide based on the vibes when i sit down to write tonight i guess lmaooo <3333

[hanniedream]

choi seungcheol *send tweet*

[heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon]

Me and Big Name Fandumb Straggots petitprincess1 and ayylmao.tv after I call them out on their bullshit and block them, basically...But especially petitprincess1...

Because wasn't the entirety of that movie one big transphobic rape joke basically and she thought using a tacky, "sassy" gif of that Jim Carry bullshit even back in 2020 was a serve?

And yes, this fandumb does sexualize everything but in a very Bad Form, telling, neo nazi simping way kind of way that just dries up all moistness from the cunt when the rest of y'all can't seem to keep the word "degeneracy" out of your cheato dust breathing, incel/femcel mouths even "ironically" and that's why I couldn't bare trying to recommend these shows to any of my actually filthy, fucking John Waters loving queer friends who actually know who he is and actually know how to fuck. Because some of y'all fucked up the vibe so badly, in the Bad, Bad way... And I still (somewhat) blame Ashley Nicholas and her moistphobia for "Trend Setting" all that Bad, bad taste. Still tastes like that sauceless chikn nuggit (so if vivziepop actually made coco melon for tenderqueers... Oop!) Baja Blast flavored Furry Has -Been Tears, cheato dust, transphobia, and bad eggs in here sometimes and honestly if you're not a fanartists with loved ones keeping the vibes alive I'm kind of over it... My literal, crippled hands give me every excuse to write these think pieces while I'm waiting for my fanartist to help me complete and debut my character so I can focus on creating more art for her-- but these abled-bodied nasties have no excuse to be spamming the space with clickbait and gossip blogs regurgitating Medrano's every move on social media while harassing other artists and creators to the point where it just over saturates everything else good in this fandom and I have to turn my replies and everything off because abled bodied mentally ills get so offended when you call them abled bodied mentally ill and then I get an ask insulating I'm going "anti" when the insult was directed towards an anti who was essentially trying to tip my wheelchair over like a cow and block evading and harassing me in the first place-

Oh and let's not forget that I got screamed at, block evaded, harassed some more and called "biphobic" by another alleged bi girl, all for the crime of calling her "honey" but I guess I'm just gate keeping now because no actual queer person would think using a gif from Ace Ventura was an own and I guess that's why we have ayylmao.tv as our Fandumb Overlord and V*rb*l A*e as our Fandumb Mascot because we've learned from the Voluntary Celibates for The Radio Demon how BUNDADDY Ashley Nichols taught y'all during her SMUT SALONS to be too afraid of THE MOIST to go out and Experience some ACTUAL HUMAN CUNT, COCK, AND PUSSY despite being SURROUNDED BY ALL THESE PUSSY CUNT CUNT CARTOON WOMEN AND FURFAGS AND ALL THEIR PUSSY CUNT CUNT DICKS AND VAMPIRIC HENTAI TESTICLES. DRACULA GOT REINCARNATED INTO ALUCARD GOT REINCARNATED INTO A DEER, IN A STORY WITHOUT ALL THE NAZIS, COPS, OR RAPE BECAUSE IT'S WRITTEN BY A QUEER WOMEN, AND Y'ALL LET A STRAIGHT MAN PULLING A BLEEDMAN AND SIMPING NEO NAZI GAMERS BE LIKE: "I dont see why people want to fuck this character at all! UWU" AND THEN Y'ALL LISTENED TO A PEWDIEPIE ENJOYER MAKING A CLICK BAIT FARM OF A QUEER WOMAN'S ART AND YOU LET HIM BECOME THE FACE OF "HELLAVERSE" YOUTUBE MAKING "CONTENT" ABOUT "WORSE" CLICKBAIT BROS LATELY LIKE HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE ELON MUSK KEEPING DONALD TRUMP IN CHECK AND THEN I GUESS PETITPRINCESS1, V*RB*L A*E AND THAT OTHER V-TUBER BITCH I DON'T GIVE ABOUT JUST GET TO SHARE THE ONE KANYE WEST BRAINCELL-- THERE I SAID WHAT I SAID!

But this fandom space and the louder youtube fandumb space in general just makes it feel so unsafe to be a minority sometimes and I'm actually understanding why actual queer women and femmes with queer experiences outside the fandom, including actual kink and leather spaces, just cannot bring themselves to interact with it, or take it seriously as an Iconic Piece of Queer Media, despite Medrano's General Aesthetics and Good Choices being *SO* Objectively Pussy Cunt Cunt Slay! The fucking majority of the time.

Because hey, I can admit it, Medrano's Bad Choices ARE cringe, and her scorned ex crew members and the internet personas that tend to attract her attentions are even more so... And it sort of does bring down the mood a bit. But that's honestly just the consequence of being a young Scene Queen interacting with Fur Fags and Theater Kids the majority of her career so I can give her grace and forgive her.

The song 'Loser Baby' and these shows exist the way they do for a reason and I wouldn't change who Medrano is or her journey that brought her here for the the world.

And much like with Diablo Cody, and Jennifer's Body... First of all, I will be calling out the ableism Medrano lets Rogers write into her show sometimes, AND I'm not saying that Medrano herself has any control over the people marketing her shit, including her merch, or the people spreading misinfo she's sometimes maybe forced to interact with because of the environment that this creates, including incels monopolizing and monetizing anything having to do with her shit for their own gain ... BUT! That doesn't mean that while I suffer here I can't critique Medrano's Wider Fanbase and how it got like this because I do believe this youtube and vivziepaparazzi problem, with certain types of people having nothing better to do than re-posting and commentating on her every word.... All the time... IS a type of unfortunate trickle down by product of Medrano coming of age on the Internet in what was, at the time Metrosexual Scene Kid Fur Fag Central and thus today, because of everything she went through, her and her work can tend to attract another certain kind of lackadaisical person, for lack of a better term, who just does not give a single fuck about anything unless it offends them personally just because it gets "too political UWU" and makes *Insert Political Majority Here* "Uncomfortable" and "We should just all be here to enjoy the animation and sing Jambalaya blah blah blah bc antis bullied us into having a Victim Complex so now every 'Controversy' involving race, ability, gender or sexual orientation unless they're already considered 'degenerate' by cishet white male gamer dudebro standards is Invalid and any actual queer/femme in the fandom serving much more Queerer Pussy Cunt Cunt Looks and Opinions than we're used to by talking to the rest of like we're adults who don't need everything to be a SING-ALONG despite what Jim Carry and Jeff Bezos think? Well, that person MUST just be an Anti taking it too far and out to destroy the Community We Made out of Clickbait because she's being so Mean and Ruuuuuuuude~! UWU"

And honey, I'm just here to give y'all a Reality Check and spill that tea because any queer here is gonna opinions and Tell The Truth this Cunty it's the Crippled Girl who's Felt Personally Victimized by Brandon Rogers, has absolutely no parasocial relationship complex with Medrano whatsoever and thus can admit that she does have bad taste in (most) internet personalities (besides honestly Brandon) and that Sausage Party, Medrano's general affinity for DudeBro Humor that got Vaggie actually named "Vagina" and probably honestly brought a good chunk of her "DudeBro" fandumb over to help bronify the fandom (aside from maybe the actual can of worms hiring and retiring an actual brony and outted grommer probably opened..) Dear Evan Henson, and Owl City all suck... And while we're at it, Beetlejuice The Musical and the effect it had on the girlies in that fandom sucks too, but I like how it inspired Medrano so and I like what she did with it, so I'll give her that.

But you guys? The YouTube/Twitter Clickbait Incels and Femcels who think someone gayer than you going "Hon.." is an insult? I'm gonna give you one last read for the night from an An Inspiring Drag Creature...

Almost every single male voice actor in the Hazbin pilot just got replaced with someone hotter, nicer and more charming and attractive than them and y'all with extra hotties added on to the official cast and given their chance to shine and y'all complained about that. You COMPLAINED! Some retired pilot actors even went on twitter to encourage you by complaining about feeling insecure and unattractive in comparison too ... I realize that. 💀

But then Valentino's Official Voice Actor had to show up lying shirtless in bed on Twitter like G and tell y'all to calm down because basically for a lot of reasons, the wider fandumb space ain't giving Pussy, ain't giving Cunt and Given Slay, and we love Stella, her brother, who's fucking her or badly wants to, Valentino, Crimson, and Striker here in Adult Land because their designs are Pussy Pussy Cunt Cunt Slay and all their voice actors are fucking hot too... I don't know how to word this without repeatedly empathizing one word multiple times but fictional written incest fiction and some pre- agreed upon fictional incest role play between two consenting and unrelated adults can be fucking hot too but some of y'all with your moistphobias just aren't ready for that very adult conversation and would flip your shits if the cookie actually crumbled like that in canon!

My name is Luna Worst, apparently...

In conclusion:

Can y'all tell I finally snapped, went off my shitz and pinched The Leprechaun today and do you think he's gonna turned me into gold? Meaning a monetized clickbait "explainer" video in which he calls me "Insane" because as a Thorny Irish Rose in a fandom where fools be kissing the blarney stone, making clickbait content farms off a Fiery Latina because they have no bitches of their own, I proudly claim it's my fight as a beautiful Irish Bitch to hold an Ugly Irish Arsehole giving Jason McGuire from Dark Shadows meets Perez Hilton meets That Creepy Reading or whateverthefuck accountable and finally kill the fucking bastard if I have to! :D

Merry Sinsmas, everyone! ;)

[allthebestcowgirls]

i actually love mr big SUE ME

[arborix]

I got a pneumonia vaccine at my doc appointment yesterday and man it's almost tetanus shot painful

[trashiecat]

i have an appointment in three hours which means i must sit silently on my bed doing nothing until then

[artemisbarnowl]

I'd BURY the HATCHET if I could FIND it out here