#but does this make me a furry?🤣

[kymera219]

I've officially posted 30 Teen Wolf fics on A03! Granted this number is probably small potatoes in general, but for being in a Fandom for a little over six months and trying to write around two rambunctious womb nuggets, I feel very accomplished 🤣

Here's a master list of all my Teen Wolf fics in case someone wants to check them out and revel in my joy lol

~STETER~

New Year's Resolution Solution 383 Words

Stiles tries to make a list of New Year's resolutions, but Peter has his own goal in mind

A Familal Present 500 words

Malia gives Peter something unexpected for Christmas (and Stiles surprises them both)

My Furry Little Friend 2,126 words

Stiles gets a new dog....sort of

I'll Always Choose You 615 words

"You....actually chose me?"

The 'no one ever chooses me' went unsaid, but Stiles heard it, and he suddenly had a deep, visceral hatred for anyone that had ever made the older man feel that way.

The Bone Collector 711 words

Peter becomes privy to one of Stiles's more...unusual hobbies

Blood and Bone (You're Everything I Own) 844 words

Stiles and Peter encounter a problem in the preserve which leads to violence...among other things

Curly Fry Conundrum 590 words

Dinnertime with the Stilinski-Hales is never a dull affair

Sleeping with the Fishes 311 Words

Body disposals and grammar lessons...

I'm Fine Until I'm Not 486 words

Stiles is tired of pretending and wishes someone could see he was hurting.

One person does.

Shovel Talk 399 words

Peter gets a late night phone call that changes everything

The Murder Husband Club 275 words

Mason's friends have strange tastes in partners

Seasonal Romance 134 words

Stiles learns something new about Peter

Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid 361 words

Scott gets some news he did not expect to hear...ever.

A Bit of a Mess 175 words

A Steter drabble based on the prompt "In my defense, you left me unsupervised"

Wish We Were Together (Now I Don't Know When I’ll See You) 847 words

Stiles feels like he's finally ready to move on, but he needs a sign from the one person he cares about most before he can

~Sterek~

The Best Part for Me (Is Laying Next to You) 767 words

Stiles is tactile with everyone in the pack but Derek, and the Alpha wants to know why

Hungover and Hung Out 159 words

Stiles drinks a little too much the night before...much to poor Derek's exasperation

Summertime Sadness 370 words

Derek's missing his family traditions so Stiles determines to think of some new ones

Date Night Disaster 268 words

Derek and Stiles finally get some alone time, but what they do with it isn't what anyone expected

Worm Woes 411 words

Stiles is upset, Derek is confused, and Peter is endlessly entertained by the both of them

Don't Touch My Things (That Includes Him) 660 words

Hunters decide to kidnap Derek..

Stiles shows them why that's a bad idea

Sourwolf Karaoke 1,724 words

The pack throws a surprise birthday party for Stiles, and Cora convinces her brother that it's the perfect opportunity to finally reveal his feelings

Eyes on Fire 683 words

Eyes on fire

Your spine is ablaze

Felling any foe with my gaze

~Poly Ships~

Canines and Confectioneries 478 words (Derek/Peter/Stiles)

A slight misunderstanding about werewolf anatomy leads to Stiles having a panic attack about his boyfriends eating habits

Contact Chaos 632 words

(Peter/Deucalion/Stiles)

Hunter's make the mistake of thinking they have the Demon Wolf's son that they can use as leverage.

What they actually have is a lot worse....for them

Christmas Clause-tastrophy 632 words

(Derek/Peter/Stiles)

A drunk Stiles is not always a fun Stiles....at least not for Peter

Spooks, Kooks, and Werewolves Oh My 1,864 words

(Peter/Stiles/Chris)

While on their honeymoon, Stiles thinks it's a good idea to prove to Chris and Peter that ghosts are real

They get more than they bargained for

Scents & Sensuality 970 words

(Peter/Stiles/Erica)

Peter finds something unexpected after he comes back from the dead

Crack in the Glass 660 words

(Derek/Peter/Stiles)

Scott's lack of faith in Stiles leads to him getting kidnapped...but luckily there are still two people that are on his side

~Other TW Ships~

Just a Shirt 207 words

(Stiles/Allison)

Scott notices Allison wearing a familiar piece of clothing

[suzukiblu]

I was wondering if you had any favorite DC comics you could recommend?

I'm planning to get the comic subscription thing they have, for like a month or two and bing a bunch of stuff.

I haven't actually read many comics, I've seen some of the movies, scrolled the wiki and read tons of fanfic, but that's it.

So I figured I could kind of "catch up" on some of it, mostly so I can enjoy more fanfic 🤣 but there is literally Soo much out there and idk where to start

disclaimer: these options are going to be VERY heavily weighted towards the nineties/early 2k's, given that is when I read the vast, VAST majority of the DC comics that I have read. also effectively all of them are YJ-related or Supers-related, because those were what made an impression on me and I remember almost nothing of any other DC comics I was reading at the time.

also DEF we need a cut:

Superboy (1994) - I did not read most of the first fifty issues, I only know bits and pieces about those, but I picked it up at issue fifty and became ride-or-die for it 'til it got cancelled like fifty issues later, and while I originally read it as a teenager, it is one of the only big two comics I can say I really remember a LOT of the plot points and art and details from. Like, I was also reading Robin and several other comics at the time and I remember effectively nothing of a good eighty percent of those, despite the fact that Tim was actually my favorite character at the time. But SB94 you get to meet hot furries and go to Hypertime and get emotionally manipulated by Superman when he MIGHT be being mind-controlled, I was never entirely clear on that one and I don't know if Kon ever found out either, and also it's where Match debuted AND contains Serling Roquette, the definitely autistic teen-genius geneticist of my HEART. And Earth!Krypto, the worst/best dog ever, who is Superboy's it's-on-sight-bitch nemesis. Legit I think the dog hates him more than Match does. And Kon DEFINITELY hates the dog more than he hates Match. Match at least had a theoretical chance at making a good impression; Krypto did NOT.

Supergirl (1996) - The first superhero comic I ever read, and in fact the first issue of it was the second comic I ever bought in my entire-ass life up until that point, hah. The cover is literally my current icon, that cover just stuck out SO strongly to teenage!me that I just picked it up and went into it cold. It's honestly a very weird and somewhat hit-or-miss comic, it has the Space Girls and demonic cultist murders and at-least-technically-abusive parents that you still want to talk to as an adult and a lot of "okay so this writer has some very weird ideas about race/sexuality/religion/genetic determinism" and fucked-up shit like lying to vulnerable people about their potential to BE people so they MAYBE don't accidentally murder you and Mae/Linda being the same person but actually not the same person and also falling for a dude who is a horse but only breaking it off with him because THEY'RE not a lesbian, no I am not kidding, and also God is a recurring character. And Buzz. Buzz is there. Buzz is . . . a whole experience, there. Also there's flan, one time. The flan is kinda weird.

Young Justice (1998) - one of the VERY few comics I have read the entire run of and followed from first to last issue. I love it very much, hah. Just--it's great, it's so good, and also the girls in it DO stuff. Some of that stuff being girlbossing and going to the Olympics and fighting preschoolers with knives and not getting to fight super-hot furry babes and subverting government agencies and getting LITERALLY dressed to kill to go do a murder! Twice, in fact!! Technically that outfit gets dressed-to-kill in TWICE, there is canonically a "this is what we wear to do the murders" fit in this series!!

and relatedly, some tie-in events involving that era of YJ:

Young Justice: The Secret, which is a one-shot from the GirlFrenzy fifth-week event and is the first appearance of Secret, who I ADORED as a teenager and still have a soft spot for. Also the first time Robin, Superboy, and Impulse all work together at the same time, iirc, though I belieeeeeve they'd all worked together in different pairs at that point?

World's Finest #3 was the first time Robin and Superboy met and worked together; Impulse and Superboy I think met during Superboy and the Ravers, and I know Impulse and Tim met at SOME point but hell if I know when.

World Without Grownups ( takes place prior to YJ98; literally every adult on the planet disappears overnight and that is specifically Robin and Superboy and Impulse's problem, apparently. also Billy Batson is around and reasonably concerned about what'll happen if he turns into Captain Marvel--also known as, you know, an adult, when they are not sure about the alive-ness of any of those right now!! )

Sins of Youth ( takes place during YJ98, I think between issues 19 and 20; Justice League and YJ get age-swapped and everyone has to deal with that, and honestly most of them suck at it )

World Without Young Justice ( takes place near the end of YJ98's run, I think? reality-altering bullshit related to "World Without Grownups" occurs and I BELIEVE crosses over between multiple series )

Comics I have not read but heard were good and have been personally WANTING to read:

Death of Superman/Reign of the Supermen - technically two separate arcs, but I believe they both happened across all four then-running Superman titles; established Steel and Superboy as characters before they got their own solos and included in-her-dating-Lex-Luthor-era Matrix!Supergirl and like . . . all that that implies, basically. In her defense, she didn't know he was THAT Lex Luthor. Less in her defense, I think Lex literally sent her to like, recruit Superboy into a throuple with them and she was apparently all for the idea, it REALLY did kinda read like that.

Impulse (1995) - Impulse and Max Mercury are having a very complicated relationship in this and also the line "haven't you ever felt that way about anyone? hasn't anybody ever felt that way about YOU?" happens. So like, I feel like that's enough explanation of why I want to read it, really? Also the supporting cast is supposed to be pretty solid and I really dig a lot of the art I've seen from it. First appearances of both Cissie's version of Arrowette and Inertia happen in it, iirc.

Also like, I cannot justifiably RECOMMEND either of these because I kinda frickin' hate what I've read of them, but Titans/Young Justice: Graduation Day and the subsequent 2003 Teen Titans run contain a lot of the foundational lore that Young Justice runs on these days, including the retcon about Kon's DNA donors and Tim's "I lie to Batman" line and a writer who apparently for the life of him CANNOT write either teenage girls or neurodivergent people and like . . . everything about weird fucked-up grief responses/cloning/culting shit. It just also WILDLY slanders multiple team members, especially Cassie and Bart, and frankly it doesn't really do that great by Tim or Kon either and I do not wanna TALK about what--ANYWAY IT HAS LORE, just the actual characterization kinda all sucks and the art in TT03 was not at ALL my thing, not in the least because of how Cassie's design got SO unforgivably bad AND out of character, ughhhhh.

[kaija-rayne-author]

Was just wondering two things and I wanted to know your opinion on them.

Why the heck does Solas's wolf form look like a skyrim werewolf, like no fur at all, he was barely even shaped like a wolf.

The gang and Elgernan accuse Solas of murdering Mythal (the second time) but that was Flemeth holding Mythal's memories and yet in the same breath Morrigan denying she's Mythal when she is carrying the same memories and wearing Mythals headband/crown?? Like it can't be one and the other at the same time, either he killed mythal and morrigan is now mythal or he killed flemth and morrigan is still herself.

Just my opinions, such as they are 🤣.

Spoilers for all Dragon Age material

Mention of abusive parents

Negative DAV discussion

1. I think they went waaaaay too far down the 'symbolism will tell the story for us' in DAV.

Every single thing had *earth* symbology attached to it. My suspicion, since they absolutely villainized an anti-hero character (Solas) in DAV, is that they wanted to make it very clear that even in 'wolf' form, he was considered evil. Wolves, generally (depending on where you live/how educated you are about them) aren't considered *evil* anymore. (They were in medieval Europe, which is why there aren't wolves in most of Europe.)

To me, Solas's wolf form looks like a cross between a Chinese Hairless Crested dog or a chunky Xoloitzcuintle on a really bad day crossed with a hyena. I mean, what even is that thing? (Apologies on image quality. Screenshots of a playthrough, and I forgot to turn off my screen blue light reducer program.)

Just for reference, which artists so obviously didn't use (likely because of direction IMHO) this is what a wolf looks like. That's a Northwestern Canadian wolf in winter.

Do you see how the lines scream nobility and a purity that DAVs 'wolf' doesn't? Even Dire wolves looked like this, just bigger.

While those dog breeds have positive connotations, the hyena generally does not.

Negative, common symbolism associated with hyenas are deceit, scavenging, treachery, and moral decay.

Spotted Hyena for reference

So in part, mostly, likely, the reason they probably used that look was to reinforce the shallow as a puddle writing of Solas as eeeeevvvvviiiillll. Which is also a dick move. Hyenas are really interesting, family oriented creatures. Further demonizing them is just gross.

Especially when compared to his splash/concept art and how Solas as Wolf was depicted in Tevinter Nights (by Weekes). In one of the stories in TN (Dread Wolf Take You/Weekes), Solas in Wolf form is depicted as a giant, furry, black wolf with wings of fire spirits. (I'd give a molar if they'd gone with that imagery.)

AND In all fairness, I have to point out that his form looks slightly similar to a DAO 'Blight wolf'. It's one of the shapes you can let Morrigan get if you select shapeshifter as a place to put points. Although the Blight Wolf still actually looked like a wolf, just a wolf who had lost some of its fur and developed porcupine quills in weird places.

So it's complicated, maybe, but I think they were just trying to ham-handedly use hyena symbolism to reinforce the shit writing.

DAO Blight Wolf

Early DA Dreadwolf Concept art (and I would absolutely have given a molar for this too.) At least he looks like Solas. And the Wolf mostly like a very furry Wolf.

2. Mythal/Flemythal. Basically I think it came down to them not bothering to use their own damned Lore.

In DAI (Entire series until DAV, really) FleMythal is a powerful female character setting up a millenia long game of chess by 'nudging history'. She is not 'good' by any stretch of the imagination. Her goal the entire series was Vengeance, because she's a twisted JUSTICE spirit, not Benevolence. My eyes rolled so hard at that.

Why they decided to defang her and turn her into a pathetic excuse of a Galadriel wannabe is beyond me. At the end of DAI, FleMythal willingly gives Solas her power, which unfortunately sacrifices Flemeth's life as well. There's no way that they both didn't know that was going to happen. But when powerful mages move, what is the life of a 900 plus year old woman? Nothing? She was just a host for Mythal. (Who, in the Lore, is very bad news.)

In the Lore, a possessing spirit binds with the host, but their power is bound to them both. Unless I've missed something, there should've been no way at all for Mythal's power and her memories to be split like that. Flemeth did die. She was an absolutely abusive mother to Morrigan, so it's just absolute bullshit that Morrigan (who I love so it pisses me off they used her that way) would've accepted what, at that point, based on their Lore, could ONLY have been Flemeth's memories/soul as an add-on. (At least, for DAV Morrigan's stated reasons. Her abusive mother looked sad, boo hoo. I have an abusive incubation unit, and frankly? No. Fucking. Way. Die and let your spirit go howling to the winds. Flemeth/Flemythal even threatened Morrigan's son, Kieran, in one of the quests you can do in DAI. I'm a mom. There is no way in hell that excuse works.) Maybe Flemeth did retain some of Mythal’s memories. But the whole 'I have Mythal's memories' as a thing complete is such bullshit, impossible in the Lore, and a weak assed macguffin when it comes to the writing. You know who actually has Mythal's memories? The person she abused through millenia uncounted. Solas. Because they can't be separated by everything I've seen in the Lore. If Solas has Mythal's power? He has her memories. Poor guy. Sheesh. Torture him some more.

All that to say is they just fucked up the Lore or didn't care because they needed Morrigan to be the macguffin.

Hope that helps!

[agustdiv1ne]

Your moots as txt songs?

THIS IS SO FUN!! thank u anon <3

@gummygowon hi mai i'm giving u cat and dog bc u are a furry </3 JK LOL,, i think it's a fun song to listen to just like u are a fun person to talk to!!! ily bae n if we don't get to meet up this yr i might just Cry

@lunalovesstories lunaaaa i'm gonna give u happy fools!! to me u are a very positive and bright person, and u never fail to light up my day ^^ i love talking to u hehehe

@cheolhub sarbear!! i give u dear sputnik bc u and i are the same :> also something about this song is very You and for some reason i feel like u rly like this song so yeah <3

@toruro mikaa i choose eternally for u!! i think it's bc we were talking about old txt music that this song came to mind n also to me u are very chaotic just like this song LOL but i love u for it <3 pls never change

@koqabear sol, my enemy (my love)...i give u opening sequence. yes. this song is my roman empire just like ur fics are <33 also u are a very cool person to me n i wish i wasn't scared of dming u bc i'd like to talk to u more 🤣

@aduh0308 ADAA u are very no rules coded to me!!! it's energetic and fun and amazing just like u and mwah i love u sm <3

@boba-beom smiles! i am giving u thursday's child has far to go!! i associate this song with beomgyu who i heavily associate with u :] u have been my Beomgyu Mutual for the longest time n also the instrumental of this reminds me of u a lot idk why just the vibes

@mazeinthemoon hihi moony ^^ i'm giving u ghosting!! it's more of a chill n quiet song and i consider u a very chill mootie of mine so yeah! u are also amazing j like this song ^^

@huckleberrykai berry!! i give u magic bc u are fun and lovely and i could keep listing positive adjectives but i will stop jfjkjdk this song lights up my day n seeing u on my dash does too!!

@pumpkinkaiii HI HP! i am giving u dreamer bc it is sexc and cool just like u are <3 the vibes of this song are immaculate just like u and everything u write tbh (thank u for repping the chubby community so hard bc it makes me feel very seen n loved <33)

[robo-dino-puppies]

15 questions for 15(?) friends

thank you for the tag @salamanders-please! I know this is late oops

WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? an actress because her name sounded nice apparently 🤣

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? oof saturday. there was a… cat situation (not my cat, everyone's alive and fine but I was responsible for the cat's care and I wasn't told about things beforehand) that reminded me of my heart kitty and what he had going on before he died, and I was very stressed and not a little pissed off and just not in a great place. (but I cry super easy anyway. I hate it.)

DO YOU HAVE KIDS? no. no thank you. nope. just the furry kind for me thanks!

WHAT SPORTS HAVE YOU PLAYED/DO YOU PLAY? I only "played" whatever we were forced to play in P.E. 😂 I thought volleyball was the most tolerable, I guess. (note: this does not mean I was any good at it…)

DO YOU USE SARCASM? me, use sarcasm? XD

FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? probably hair or interesting clothes!

WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? green/grey/sometimes blue-ish

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? angst with a happy ending pls. I'm a wimp I can only do small amounts of scary.

ANY TALENTS? … making things? I make a lot of Things.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN? pacific northwest, USA!

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? as above, making things. crafts in general. (knitting, paper crafts, miniature stuff, polymer clay, sewing, etc. etc. etc.)

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Sophie kitty 💖

HOW TALL ARE YOU? I like to say I'm 5' with shoes on…

FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? hmmmm… maybe English? or also Japanese :D

DREAM JOB? something that pays me enough to live comfortably on where I don't have to interact with any humans ever. haven't found it yet lol

thank you! no pressure of course, and I don't think I'll hit 15 sorry but uhhhh @fogsblue, @theyloy, @prototypelq, @nyxianthe, @haruckio or anyone who wants to do it!

[spirits-and-sluts]

Writer's ask: 30, 38, 42 😁

Howdy!!! Thank you so much for asking, I didn't think I was gonna get any more of these, but they're very fun!

30.  Favourite idea you haven’t started on yet.

Define started on? 😅 I did make a start on one of my various 'Hank and Connor raise Cole and baby Nines together' ideas but I have no idea if I'll ever finish it. I keep starting and stopping with every Hankcon Dads idea I have. Although that does remind me of the Hankconkus Dads one that I never actually started, where Hank has Cole from a previous marriage, Connor has Nines from a messy one night stand situation, and Markus just got custody of his half brother Leo and is new to town, and Hank and Connor help him navigate his new guardianhood and they all three fall in love!

I'm just a childfree asshole who's gotta get all that Hallmark shit out via fanfic, any warm fuzzies just get implanted into my boys.

(and then there's also the extremely self indulgent ooc smutty au I roleplay with my fiance where Hank kidnapped a barely legal Connor and forces him into a Daddy kink roleplay of their own with all of my favorite kinks and fetishes that I always think about writing as it's own fic but never do)

38. Weirdest story idea you've ever had?

Beyond repeating my answers for the above? 😂 Lemon Stealing Whore gets an honorable mention, but it's hard to say, I like a lot of Dead Dove topics but I'm pretty predictable, I know I've done some crack ideas before but I cannot remember them, it's not what I'm known for.

Actually, I'd have to branch out of fandom for that, because I've been in another Steven Universe phase, and that just opens up so many doors, the other night we were joking about Steven doing puppy play and actually accidentally shapeshifting into a dog because of how much he felt like a dog 🤣 (real talk tho, boy could just walk around like a furry, at least he could shift some ears and a tail, he just doesn't like to shapeshift) and the idea of Hannibal Lecter being Steven Universe's therapist? Insane concept, wowzers, that'd be so dramatic and funny.

42. How do you feel about love triangles?

I'm too into open relationships for that mess, like I don't hate them with a burning passion, I know why they exist, but they're just not that much fun and I like established relationships a lot better than a 'will they, won't they' situation. Why can't they all just get along? And smooch?

[bishiglomper]

What the fuck is wrong with my brain istg

I went to bed and my brain just kept on rambling without me, like. Not about anything. Conversational rambling. Autistic rambling.

I think that happens when I go to bed overstimulated or overtired

But it's like my brain just keeps talking without me, it ends up being background noise.

Eventually I slid into dreaming

First part of dream was scary by itself but I knew I was just creeping myself out. I was in bed in my dream. Even then my brain was still noisy

In my dream I got out the bed I was in, walked out into the next room. Apparently I was in the back bedroom of my aunts old house. I go out, someone's on the couch on their phone not paying me any mind

Cinnabit and cinderbelle are there. I sit on the floor by the couch facing the cats

Cinnabit is laying splooshed with her butt facing me. But then I look over 3 feet and she's wandering around. Somehow I can tell the one laying down is not the Right Cinnabit.

I pet down her back like "Cinnabit??"

Then I try to pick her up and turn her to face me so I can see her face but I can't. Like the viewpoint is fixed. No matter how many times I flip her around I'm still just staring at her back

I eventually hold it up simba style like WHERE IS YOUR FUCKING FACE

I'm like "Does anyone else see this shit? Cinnabit is OVER THERE. THIS THING DOESNT HAVE A FACE. CINNABIT IS CURSED"

When i hold her up all I'm seeing is like in a digital blender when you tap the middle and it swirls the colors. No face just a furry void

I think I start screaming. It think it was a mostly a WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON sort of scream. Just a frustrated and perturbed AAAAAAAAA. I swear i almost started shaking it

Anyway, I think I woke up when it started screaming back at me 🤣

Like one of those comical "AAAAAA!" - "AAAAAA!" moments

But yeah when I get like this I wake up so scared and paranoid

but also this time it's laced with ...what the fuck?

I don't know I just keep thinking about the conversation I had with the sleep study doctor. He suggested cognitive behavioral therapy but I don't obsess over anxious topics. It's literally just rambling. Incomprehensible noise. There's no training for that.

I literally went to sleep like "...oh. You're rambling. Okay. Go the fuck to sleep. Sleeeeeep. We're sleeping now. Shut up. Sleep. Ok, whatever dude, I'M going to sleep."

And look what happened, I looked at it and scared it 🤣 🤣

Which also reminds me of the idea that there's another person in there. Becase when you're trying to figure out an answer, the conversational part of your brain lights up as though there was a back and forth of asking a question and receiving an answer.

My Other just wanted to talk and make a creepypasta and instead I scared/confused it with my lucid dreaming 🙃

[mattslolita]

i wanna get my belly peirced sooo bad but im terrified of needles 🤧last time i had a blood test i fainted and like i dont want that to happen EVER again 😭 my bf said i should do it (he wants me to die how sweet🥹) an it would look nice but im scared asffff!!

ALSO today me an him went out tgthr. when we walked into one shop i saw this girl who was maybe 7 or 8 years old CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR...... WITH A MASK....... AND A TAIL.......!!!!! i could not help myself i literally had to leave bc im sorry WHAT? 😭Like yes everyones style..?🤣 is different but did we reallyyyyy have to go out like that???????? she was w her mum an dad and before we left she looked to her mum an she went "am i embarrasing u mum?" and she said "no never darling" IM CRYING! some old man was shakin his head and went "youd never catch someone like that 60 years ago" HELPPPPPPP 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (so sorry if i offended any furries 😔)

and omg hes been so sweet to me, he keeps complementing me and hes so nice to my mum and my brother 🥲 and i LOVE physical touch and hes the exact same so hes literally always touching me (woahhh). we also love cooking and baking so weve spent hours in the kitchen already (my mums so happy she dont need to cook)😋 then we also went to the gym today cuz 💪💪💪💪 he does way harder things an i was tryna lift how much he does but i failed OFC😚

I WANT A BELLY PIERCING TOO GIRL, I FEEL THE SAME WAY !!

nah cause the way i woulda been looking at the parents crazy cause WHY on God's green earth you let yo daughter walk out the house in that outfit?

im ssoso glad to know y'all are doing good !! he sounds like he makes you so happy ml !! <3

[totaldramamovies]

Total Drama Movies- Episode 4- A Winner for Two

*Early morning, guys’ side of 4th Thing’s cabin*

Eddy: *Mumbling in his sleep* Sigita!..

Rajiv: God dude, you’re obsessed. Go touch some grass!

Kenny: Yeah man! I got some if you want!

Wyatt: Plus, she’s going out with me. Like, boi. 😂🫱🫱 *T-pose*

Eddy: I know you’re a joke character, but you’ve stolen Sigita from me! She was supposed to me mine 🥺🤓🤓🤓🥺

Rajiv: Sigita’s just a human like us. She can’t steal her, bro.

Wyatt: *360 no-scope* Yeah!

Kenny: (To Rajiv) Man, I don’t know HOW he pulls HER.

*Girls side of cabin*

Sigita: Yeah, I know! He was so surprised!

Dominique: Really?

Sigita: Oh, for sure! I mean, it’s not gonna be very big, just a little date, but Wyatt went crazy!

Dominique: So you’re going on a date tonight with Wyatt? I know I’m usually not judgy but… HIM? Really?

Sigita: What! He’s athletic! And strategic! And everything right in my dream man😍

Dominique: I’m not so sure… Kenny has been all up in my business. I think he wants me like Eddy wants you.

Sigita: Oh, please! Eddy? That nerdy band kid? I’d rather get with that sigma Fredrick…

Dominique: Oh, I don’t know… he has his charms! You like artistic guys right? He plays trombone!

Sigita: Yeah but… Ugh. Half the time he speaks theres the nerd emoji following it, and he’s always really awkward too…

Dominique: He just doesn’t get out much. I bet you two would get right along!

Sigita: Nah, I’m sticking with my date with Wyatt tonight.

*Ferocious Monsters’ Cabin*

Jamil: Maxim brother! How does it feel knowing we have no Bailey!

Maxim: Great, the cabins are so much calmer now! What are you doing?

Jamil: Well, I have a bit of a crush for Ines. She’s a powerful adversary yet also a caring teammate. I’m thinking I’ll ask her sometime soon. And a-

*Chris blows his airhorn*

Chris: CHALLENGERS, GET YOUR BUTTS OUT HERE!

Fangxiu: Giving newgen…😒😒😒😒

Andres: What noww..

Chris: Its your next challenge!! This episode: Romance Movies!!

Cece: Ugh, we’re gonna be DATING eachother?!

Chris: Nope, don’t worry! However there’s romantic tension on 3 of the teams, so I want each team to make a romantic scene for dinner for two! Whichever team does the worst loses.

Dennis: You said that only 3 teams had romance. What about the fourth?

Chris: That team is YOU, Mighty Wizards! So instead you guys can uh… walk through a haunted house for Halloween. Why not?

Dennis: *Sighs* I guess I will never find love…

*FEROCIOUS MONSTERS*

Eliza: Romantic Tension? Really? On our team?

Ines: It looks so. I wonder who…

Eliza: Who do you think is the cutest?? 🥰

Ines: Hmm… I guess I’d go with Jamil. He’s a great competitor. I never really think about romance and all that stuff though..

Grace: Oh my god😜😜 JAMIL!! INES-

Ines: GRACE! SHUT UP!

Jamil: Ye what is it?

Ines: I wanted to tell you that we should work together on building a table while the others go get candles and stuff..

Jamil: Sure! I think thats smart considering we are the 2 strongest.

Maxim: (to Jamil) Now’s you’re chance!

*MIGHTY WIZARDS*

Tamia: Ugh, this haunted house is easy. Who would even be afraid of this crap?

Pietro: B-bro.. I’m soo s-s-scareddd!!

Roman: I know right d-d-dude!!

Pauline: Of what, that fake web, or the warewolf that’s clearly Chris in disguise?

Chris: I’m not Chris.. Im.. rawr…

Boris: Dwaeji was eliminated in episode one. Nobody should be pretending to be furries now.

*4TH THING*

Eddy: You think this contest is for me to win over Sigita?

Kenny: No, dude, it’s probably for Wyatt. They got a date tonight.

Sigita: Oh, Wyatt, let’s make this date setup perfect!

Wyatt: You got it babez.. 🤣😂😂🤣😂

Rajiv: I’ll get roses!

*4th Thing makes a beautiful table and chairs overlooking the studio on a balcony, perfectly lined up with the sunset.*

Chris: And… 4th Thing is SAFE!

*FEARLESS WARRIORS*

Cece: Ugh, please… This challenge is making me nauseous. Lovebirds, fess up and don’t you dare end up like season 2 Geoff and Bridgette! 

Leopold: It’s me and Francesca! We were going to have a date last night but we moved it to tonight after I hurt my leg. Anyway, let’s get this date up and running!

Fredrick: We knew it was you and someone. I don’t have time for any women. But don’t call me “asexual” since I’m not part of any alphabet mafia. 🍷🍷🗿🗿🗿

Taniyah: Girl, we knew about this since last episode. Plus nobody would wanna get with you 🤭

Charlotte: Francesca, let’s make your date ethereal!

Cece: (to Self) I’ve seen these couples before. If I wanna win, I just gotta get one of them off, the other one will just be weak until they get eliminated. Easy peasy! I have a plan, but sadly it involves Fredrick.

Francesca: Oh, Leo, this date will be perfect!

*Fast forward a few hours, Mighty Wizards have completed the haunted house, its between Ferocious Monsters and Fearless Warriors*

*FEROCIOUS MONSTERS*

Eliza: Well, one of us should confess if we want to actually make use of this place.

Jamil: I should confess… Ines! You’ve been a wonderful companion, may you want to go on the date with me?

Ines: Oh! Uh… sure!

Eliza: (To Ines) That didn’t sound too confident…

Ines: (Back to Eliza) Well for all we know, he could just like me platonically! Plus, he could grow on me…

Jamil: Let’s finish this! Let’s not be last! Again…

Ferocious Monsters: YEAH!

*FEARLESS WARRIORS*

*The team has built a dark wooden table, 2 chairs, and have prepared a wooden wall painted red. The table is lit with a candle*

Taniyah: This table gonna be amazing!

Cece: (To self) This should be easy.

*She “accidentally” trips into thin wall, making it crash onto the table, and it sets on fire*

Fredrick: Oh no!! Our table!! 🤣🤣🤣😂😂 It’s broken!! 🍷🍷🗿🗿

Francesca: It’s okay, Leo. We can still bring some of the set chairs by the river and dine on the pier!

Leopold: Sounds great! As long as your there!

Chris: FEARLESS WARRIORS LOSE! See you at the ceremony tonight!

Eliza: We should still finish this up. Let’s give Jamil & Ines a great date!

(A few hours later, the 2 tables are ready for Wyatt & Sigita, and Jamil & Ines)

Jamil: This is nice.

Ines: Yeah!

(Francesca goes by the dock and sets up the chairs)

Francesca: Alright, Leo had no injuries, so there should be no problem!

(As like last time, time passes by, and Leopold is nowhere to be seen)

Francesca: Ugh, what now? Does he not want to see me? Is he shy? *Francesca walks back to the cabin*

*Francesca walks up to the boys’ side, and hears talking between Leo and Fredrick*

Francesca: I don’t wanna eavesdrop but…

*Francesca listens closely*

Leopold: Yeah man, I’m glad I dodged a bullet Francesca, what an idiot woman!

*The two laugh*

Francesca: *gasps loudly* WHAT?! 

(The two hear her and open the door)

Frederick: Look, it’s that stupid woman🍷🍷🗿🗿

Francesca: LEOPOLD! HOW COULD YOU?! 

*Flash to her, Charlotte, and Taniyah*

Charlotte: Oh my! He just insulted like that?

Taniyah: We should vote him out tonight. Who’s with me?

The three: I!

(Elimination Ceremony. The seven up for elimination are:

Cece, the Popular Girl,

Charlotte, the Stoicist,

Fangxiu, the Flop Icon,

Francesca, the Normal Girl,

Fredrick, the Sigma,

Leopold, the Track Runner and

Taniyah, the Baddie)

Chris: Okay, the seven of you have casted your votes! If I call your name, you will be safe, and you will get a “Golden Chris Award”!

FANGXIU!

Fangxiu: SLAY 😍😍😍

CECE!

Cece: Yes!

TANIYAH!

Taniyah: Yay!

CHARLOTTE!

Charlotte: Phew!

FREDRICK!

Fredrick: Skibidi Rizz Ohio 🍷🗿🗿

Chris: The last two unsafe: the supposed lovebirds now conflicted. The last one safe is…

Fangxiu: WAITTT 😘😘😱😱!! *Jiafei Scream* ITS NOT THEIR DOING! ITS CECE’S!!

Francesca, Leopold & Cece: What?!

Fangxiu: I’LL TELL U 🥰

*Flashback to a bit before the date*

*Cece knocks on boys’ cabin door*

Fredrick: What do you want? 🍷🗿

Cece: Hey… What’s Leopold doing, he looks busy?

Fredrick: He’s getting ready for some date. Why? 🗿

Cece: A date!? But isn’t your entire “sigma” thing about ignoring and belittling women?

Fredrick: Oh. True.. Well… Uh..- 🍷🗿🗿 You know what? I will teach him the true side of women! He seems gullible enough!

Cece: That’s good! Thanks for hating on my gender! Anyway, the reason why I was here is because Francesca was about to set up Leopold. She wasn’t really going to go! Her kindness is a façade!

Fredrick: Really? Lemme tell em. HEY LEO!

Leopold: Yeah?

Fredrick: Francesca was setting you up! She’s not really kind! Cece heard her bragging with her friends that you were being set up! Why don’t the three vote Francesca tonight?

Leopold: Wait… what..? Really?! Ugh.. You know what? I WILL vote her tonight! 

Cece: Great! See you then! *Leaves*

Fredrick: Now you know the true side of women. Men are superior 🍷🗿

Leopold: Yeah man, I’m glad I dodged a bullet Francesca, what an idiot woman!

*The two laugh*

Cece: Oh, it’s easy to manipulate them like that. Bye bye, Leo & Franny!

Fangxiu: *Spying from distance* GASP!! 😰 CECE IS TRICKING THEM? NOT CECE IN HER GASLIGHTING ERA 😍

*Back to present*

Fangxiu: SO TO ANSWER THIS MESS… LEOPOLD ISN’T THE WRONG ONE, AND FRANCESCA ISN’T THE WRONG ONE! ITS… CECE!

Chris: Okay, cute, but I don’t care! Leo got four votes from Cece, Charlotte, Francesca, and Taniyah. Seeya Leo!

Francesca: WAIT!! I’m sorry Leo, I didn’t know the full story.. I can’t believe I got you eliminated!! I’m so sorry… I hope you can forgive me.

Leopold: It’s okay, maybe we can go on a date after the contest?

Francesca: You know it! Just don’t be so gullible next time!

*The two chuckle before…

Will Smith Robot: KEEEEEP. MY WIIIIFE’S. NAAAME. OUUUTCHA. FREEEAKING. MOUUTH!!!

Leopold: *goes flying* AAAAAAILOVEYOU!AHHHHHH!!!

Taniyah: Sorry we got him out girl..

Francesca: It’s okay, you didn’t know any better. Maybe next time I should handle my anger better. And you, Cece! Why did you do that?!

Cece: Cuz this is a game of survival, only the strongest get to move on. If you’re dependent you’ll eventually fall!

Charlotte: Good lord, dear. You know it’s bad when it sounds like something Fredrick would say.

Fredrick: I mean… She’s true.. 🍷🗿

Francesca: And Fangxiu… thank you for giving us this info, even though its too late. 

Fangxiu: SORRY 😔😔😔 I WAS TO BUSY USING MY ROSE TOY-

Chris: And that’s it for the most dramatic episode of Total Drama Movies yet! If you want even more drama, stay tuned because next episode…

*Drumroll*

THE VIEWERS ARE VOTING!!

*Everyone gasps*

Chris: Don’t miss it, it’s this Sunday! Right here, on TOTAL! DRAMA! MOVIES!

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So, 4th episode down! I wanted to have viewer voting on the first episode, but I wanted to set a lot of the characters up before anything. Anyway, stay tuned for tomorrow's episode, Episode 5! Due to viewer voting however, this series will now become weekly. Make sure to like, follow, comment, and show support for the series if you want to see more! See you tomorrow!

[milla-frenchy]

Yeeeees a new chapter 😍🙏 And an amazing one, as usual ❤️

You try not to think about why. Why this terrifying apex predator is treating you more like a teddy bear than a snack. Why you’re not more afraid, why you find yourself absentmindedly petting him and putting up no argument as he shuffles you around as he pleases.

Love this 😍😍😍

“Is this all you did all day before, too?” you ask quietly one afternoon, tired of the way your brain rots and drips out from between your thighs. Sitting here in the silence, with nothing to distract you from his oaky musk, has you leaking that thin, sticky slick like a faucet. He doesn’t seem to mind that you’re dampening the mattress.

Gosh that's hot

This time, he does growl, a soft warning of a thing. The wolf doesn’t want the man, and the man doesn’t want you. Or, well. He does. That’s the problem, after all. His human mind stays stubbornly shut, content to let the beast deal with you instead.

And this duality 😍😍😍

Even worse? He likes you a little nervous. It makes him nauseous and giddy at the same time. 

jfc, I LOVE when a man is tormented

The man comes back. His graying hair is ruffled and damp; little droplets of water still cling to his chest and flatten the hair on his stomach. You keep your eyes above the waist, but not quick enough to unsee the way his heavy, flaccid cock lies thick against the plush bed of his balls. It twitches under your gaze, which you lift to find his on you, dark and full of warning. 

You already offered this in a wip but re re reading it, omg "his heavy, flaccid cock lies thick against the plush bed of his balls." I'm screaming

“Did you hear me, girl? I need to talk to you. And you need to listen.” “Hi Joel, nice to see you; it’s been a while,” you say instead. He rolls his eyes. “I’ve been here the whole damn time.” “Incredibly convenient that when you want to talk, you can be a person, but when I’m bored and lonely in here with your furry ass, you can’t be bothered.”

🤭 I really love her

“Did you hear me, girl? I need to talk to you. And you need to listen.” “Hi Joel, nice to see you; it’s been a while,” you say instead. He rolls his eyes. “I’ve been here the whole damn time.” “Incredibly convenient that when you want to talk, you can be a person, but when I’m bored and lonely in here with your furry ass, you can’t be bothered.”

🤣 They're funny. Too bad they're... in captivity 🥲

“We ain’t got time for this,” he says.

Not fic related, but the way I saw and heard game Joel in the hospital when he shoots the guard, when I read this 😍

“Dude. You howl at the fucking moon. You turn into a huge hairy beast, all ‘the better to eat you with’ style, like, you’re a motherfucking werewolf.”  He sits down, shaking his head. “Can you quit it?” he barks. Well, not literally. You’ve heard him literally bark. This is just rude. 

Fuck, I love it so much

This time, though, your grandma isn’t waiting on the other side. There’s only the big bad wolf. 

omg, Toni, this!!!

He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I know,” he repeats. “I’ve got ya. It’s gonna be okay.” 

OMG!!! (how many times did I write omg???)

(please don't hate me for leaving you hanging or for the fact that chapter six will be on a bit of a delay and will likely not be finished until mid-september to october. remember that i love you!!)

I love you and could never hate you ❤️❤️ Take your time, we'll be here 🙏😘

of rage and ruin - chapter five

of rage and ruin series

chapter five

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werewolf!alpha!Joel Miller x f!omega!reader

word count: 3.7k

summary: the moon brings about a new change for you and joel.

chapter warnings: dark, dead dove do not eat, a/b/o, alpha/omega dynamics, omegaverse, captivity, canon-typical violence, genre-typical violence, horror themes, graphic violence, abuse by captors (not by either joel or reader), depiction of injury, body horror, typical raider/hunter behavior, mention of cordyceps, angst, viewer discretion is advised

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dividers by @saradika-graphics

When the moon ebbs enough for him to let go of the creature, you’ve been a frequent visitor in his cell. They never leave you overnight, and most days, you’re in your room for breakfast and dinner (though you’re slightly better fed in his).

Like clockwork, the wolf has curled around you, an ever-present inner tube to float you through the endless days. There’s not much to do here in captivity, no enrichment in your enclosure, so instead, you pet his fur and watch the way his eyes follow noises from the upper floor that you can’t hear. He knows when they’re coming far before you do, not that it matters. Not that you can do anything to protect yourselves, to prepare for them.

He doesn’t use his tongue on you again. Maybe it should be comforting, that he was just helping, or that he just had a thirst for blood, but it’s not. Cheryl’s question pecks at your brain until it weeps.

Why hasn’t he done… that? You would have said he wasn’t the type, wasn’t that out of control, wasn’t a real monster. 

But she said he had done it before. Claimed, violated another omega. 

And he still hasn’t taken the fucking chance to explain anything to you. 

You grow tired of it near the new moon. 

He’s corralled you away from the cold corner where your cage used to be, a goal you only figured out when he put his teeth on the chain between your handcuffs and began to pull you after ages of nudging had left you both frustrated at the inability to communicate. 

Now you sit nestled in the embrace of his great, furry body on his mattress. It is, admittedly, more comfortable than you’ve been since they took you. The mattress sucks, but it hurts your ass less than the tile, and your back yearns to rest there instead of the locker room bench. 

He curls the bulk of his body in the corner, you tucked within, but it was never meant for two humans, let alone one human and one… more than human. His elongated, thick limbs spill out over the edge, but it gets easier every day to look at him without feeling nauseated by the sheer otherness of his mutated body.

And he’s warm. It’s fucking frigid down here, and your sports bra and thin cotton panties do little to ease the shivers. But the wolf is warm and soft and mostly content to let you doze there. 

You try not to think about why. Why this terrifying apex predator is treating you more like a teddy bear than a snack. Why you’re not more afraid, why you find yourself absentmindedly petting him and putting up no argument as he shuffles you around as he pleases.

“Is this all you did all day before, too?” you ask quietly one afternoon, tired of the way your brain rots and drips out from between your thighs. Sitting here in the silence, with nothing to distract you from his oaky musk, has you leaking that thin, sticky slick like a faucet. He doesn’t seem to mind that you’re dampening the mattress.

Joel huffs, a puff of hot air ruffling the fur on his arm where his head is resting. Despite your frequent naps, you don’t seem to have taken to his crepusculent nature yet. He rumbles, not quite a growl, and closes his eyes so you get the hint.

You don’t. It’s not long before he feels your pointy finger jabbing at his side. “Hey,” you say. “Why haven’t you turned back?”

This time, he does growl, a soft warning of a thing. The wolf doesn’t want the man, and the man doesn’t want you. Or, well. He does. That’s the problem, after all. His human mind stays stubbornly shut, content to let the beast deal with you instead.

It becomes impossible to ignore. He spends his days wrapped around you, trying to ease the tiny tremors. But you’re cold, so cold, and even his body heat isn’t enough. 

In fact, it almost makes it worse when he has to get up, leaving you alone on the little bed with scraps to wear. 

Joel doesn’t make requests. He doesn’t debase himself to beg them for anything. When he has to? Sure. He has and will again someday humiliate himself for water. But never for anything remotely unnecessary. 

But you’re cold. 

Now, his reticence makes this harder. He doesn’t ask for things, so they know they’ve won already when he does. 

They made him care about this girl, about you, and he can’t hide it. Can’t hide from it. Can’t protect you, can’t protect himself from their manipulations. 

But they’ve known since they brought you in. They knew they figured it out and had him made when he got territorial. 

So not only do they make him beg, they make him work for it. 

It’s only the new moon when he asks, and they make him wait.

Two weeks. He can’t take it. 

The wolf doesn’t let him sleep often; he just paces. Paces and paces and paces, even though it makes you a little nervous.

Even worse? He likes you a little nervous. It makes him nauseous and giddy at the same time. 

But cold? That’s just unacceptable. 

Protect, the wolf whispers. Provide. 

The man comes back. His graying hair is ruffled and damp; little droplets of water still cling to his chest and flatten the hair on his stomach. You keep your eyes above the waist, but not quick enough to unsee the way his heavy, flaccid cock lies thick against the plush bed of his balls. It twitches under your gaze, which you lift to find his on you, dark and full of warning. 

You shouldn’t be this affected. He’s been walking around nude the whole time you’ve been here. And yet, there’s a rush of warmth flooding you, a tell-tale beat at your core.

Oh. No, it’s an actual flood of warmth. The apple blossom tang of your slick is strong enough that you can smell it, the glistening of your thighs and matted hair between betraying you.

His brows pinch, lip caught between teeth. “We need to talk.”

It’s funny—the universal dread behind those words. This is not when your mother sat you down to break the news of your dog’s passing; this is not when your high school boyfriend decided to have that conversation in a bottlenecked hallway outside the cafeteria. This is a virtual stranger, and yet, that phrase still sends your heart rate skittering and your stomach seizing. 

You don’t realize you’ve frozen up until he makes a very irritating tch-tch with his tongue against his teeth. 

“Did you hear me, girl? I need to talk to you. And you need to listen.”

“Hi Joel, nice to see you; it’s been a while,” you say instead.

He rolls his eyes. “I’ve been here the whole damn time.”

“Incredibly convenient that when you want to talk, you can be a person, but when I’m bored and lonely in here with your furry ass, you can’t be bothered.”

“First of all,” he says, scrubbing a hand over his face like he’s already exhausted, “you talked plenty for the both of us. Second—” He glares as you open your mouth indignantly— “ second, this is important. And it’s important now.”

You shut your mouth. 

“Oh, good, you do know how,” he mutters.

“I’m sorry, is my presence here a bother? Let me just pack up and go home. Oh, wait.” 

You don’t know why you’re doing this. The residual bitterness you had scrubbed clean from your lungs is bubbling anew. How dare he have an attitude with you?

He growls. Honest to god growls, even though he’s human, because he can’t truly be, really. Not anymore. The lines between wolf and man are not as fortified as he likes to pretend.

They never really were.

That’s neither here nor there to Joel right now, though. What matters is that you knock this off and listen . “We ain’t got time for this,” he says. “I shoulda realized sooner, but I didn’t. I don’t know how much time we got, but I ain’t about to let you go into this blind.” 

Your anger is snuffed by his icy tone, making way for the dread to creep back in. 

He sits down with a huff, bare ass on the cold, cratered floor, putting a good half the room between you. A spike of guilt at having stolen his bed rises. At least you have underwear to put between you and the tile. 

The guilt festers when he tosses you a small gray bundle. 

It’s a blanket.

It’s worn and torn, certainly, and it’s thin. But it’s a blanket. 

You’re actually speechless, looking up at him and opening and closing your mouth like a fish. 

“Don’t make a big deal about it,” he says gruffly, so you shut your mouth and nod.

“Thanks,” is all you say, and he grunts in response. 

You run your hands over the soft fleece and bite your lip. It seems less important to listen to him right now than it is to spread the blanket out on the mattress. You’re aware of his wary stare as you change the positioning over and over before uselessly fluffing the sad, flat pillow and setting it at the top of the bed. 

“Shit,” he says. “We got less time than I thought.”

Once you’re satisfied with your one and only “home decoration,” you settle back on the mattress and regard him. “Before what?”

“Before your heat, baby,” he says with forced caution. 

Your brain fizzles, like holding Pop Rocks in the back of your throat, when he calls you baby. You should be pissed. If it were any other man calling you something like that apropos of nothing, you’d be pissed.

But Joel says it, and you lose your train of thought. 

For all that you’ve malfunctioned from it, Joel doesn’t seem to notice the slip of his tongue. He’s watching you expectantly, which brings the rest of his sentence to the surface.

“Before what?” you say, even though deep down, you know. Even if you didn’t have context for the word, you feel it. What was a low simmer is molten, now, as it churns in your abdomen, leaking from your cunt. 

He grimaces. “I know how this is gonna sound. I promise I’m not tryin’ to pull anything over on ya,” he says, hands raised in supplication. “But you gotta know before it’s too late.”

His jaw ticks as he chews on the words he doesn’t want to taste before spitting them out between you. “Look, it ain’t like anyone knows a whole lot about our… conditions. But that’s what they call it.” He glances up at the ceiling, no doubt listening to the raiders stomping around above. “Best guess is a biological breeding imperative. But you’re going to get real… needy. It’s gonna hurt. And I’m not going to be able to stop myself. ” 

You consider this, turning it over and over like a gas station hot dog roller. The image of his cock fits a little too well there, but that’s the long and short of it, isn’t it? 

Well. There isn’t anything short about it. No, you can’t follow that path right now. You blink and notice he’s staring, waiting for some kind of— any kind of reaction, and clear your throat. “Why?”

You’re not really sure what you’re asking, just looking to take whatever semblance of an answer he can muster.

“Because it’s going to hurt you, and you’re going to beg me to help, and I’m not gonna be able to say no.”

“That seems wildly unfair to you.”

He sputters. “To-to me? Aren’t you listening? I’m telling you I’m going to lose control and violate you while you’re vulnerable, and you’re worried about what’s fair to me?” 

“Well, it’s obviously unfair to me too,” you counter. “But, like. Okay, whatever, far be it for me to think you should have some say in this.” 

He scrubs his hand over his face, scratches at his beard, and heaves a heavy sigh. A three-for-one in what you’re starting to understand as Joel for “Jesus fucking Christ.”

He completes the set for you. 

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he mutters, and then glowers when you snort a wry laugh. 

He stands up and paces. It’s the first time you’ve really seen him behave like the wolf while remaining the man. It also, unfortunately, makes it very hard not to look at his cock. He catches you looking and groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“Sorry,” you say, shifting uncomfortably on the mattress. 

“Ain’t your fault,” he says, resuming his figure eight. 

You sit, picking at the skin around the nailbed of your left index finger until it bleeds, bringing it to your mouth to soothe the sting. 

“Don’t do that,” he scolds when the blood blossoms, but you’re too lost in the realization of what’s coming to listen.

“It’s going to hurt?” you ask finally.

“Yeah, it’s going to fucking hurt,” he snaps and then sighs, shoulders slumping a little. “It’s going to make you feel like you’ll die if you don’t… if I don’t…” 

“So, hold up. You get super strength, super hearing, super sharp teeth, and like mighty morphin fursuit powers, and I get… so horny it hurts?”

“What is wrong with you?” he mutters, but you ignore him.

“That’s so fucked. Is there anything cool about being an… an omega?” You don’t like the shape of the word on your tongue, spitting it out. It leaves behind a caustic taste.

“You’re more likely to carry to term successfully than human women,” he says flatly.

The caustic feeling spreads to the twitch of your lip. “Oh, come on. Fucking typical FEDRA. They accidentally created werewolves with a side dose of sexism.”

His jaw ticks. “First of all, we ain’t werewolves. ”

“Uh, you are. You, for sure, are a werewolf,” you interrupt.

The line between his brow deepens, like this conversation is taking years off his life. “Don’t say that,” he says, closing his eyes. “Do not say that again.”

“Dude. You howl at the fucking moon. You turn into a huge hairy beast, all ‘the better to eat you with’ style, like, you’re a motherfucking werewolf.” 

He sits down, shaking his head. “Can you quit it?” he barks. Well, not literally. You’ve heard him literally bark. This is just rude. 

Except, there’s a teeny, tiny quirk to the corner of his mouth. “Anyway,” he grunts. “It ain’t sexist. Anyone can be an omega.”

“Ok, but still. You get superpowers, and I get a super uterus.”

“I didn’t say it was fair."

You sigh. 

“You’re being remarkably calm,” he notes, a little less gruffness and a little more concern in his tone.

“I can panic if you’d like,” you say with a wry grin. “It just doesn’t seem like it’ll help matters.”

“You’re getting complacent,” he counters.

“I learned it by watching you,” you say, mimicking the higher inflection.

He narrows his eyes. “You ain’t old enough to remember that commercial,” he says.

“You don’t have a clue how old I am,” you counter. There’s a surprising lightness in your chest. For all that you and Joel haven’t really spoken beyond the few tense encounters, talking to him is almost fun. 

Or maybe you’re really that deep in the Stockholm Syndrome now.

Is it still Stockholm Syndrome if he’s not your captor? Because you sure aren’t warming up to Jim and Cheryl. 

When you look back up at Joel, he’s watching you with furrowed brows and a deep-set scowl, the lines around his mouth like cracks in a sidewalk. 

It’s haunting, his seriousness. 

“What happened to your last omega?” you ask, finally letting the ghoul out from under your bed, hoping his words will disperse it.

“I killed him,” Joel says flatly. 

“Oh.”

The silence settles again, less like a shawl and more like the space between the crackle of the intercom summoning you to the principal’s office and the long walk down the empty hall. 

This time, though, your grandma isn’t waiting on the other side. There’s only the big bad wolf. 

“I didn’t mean to,” he says after a long while. “It was different. He wasn’t mine. But that doesn’t mean you’re safe.”

“What do you mean he wasn’t yours? I’m… also not yours.”

Joel grimaces, which only serves to let the shadows twist his face further. “Yeah, ya are,” he says solemnly. “Sorry. But ya’ve been mine since they brought you in here. Or, the beast’s, anyway.”

His words settle in your stomach like the Edmund Fitzgerald, and all you can do is watch from the dry side of a glass-bottomed tour boat. You’ve been mine since they brought you in here. 

There’s not much room left in you for levity, now. 

“So that’s it?” you say quietly. “What, I’m going to just have to hope you don’t tear me to shreds while you… while you…”

“I don’t think it’ll hurt you,” he says of his other half. You find the way he speaks of himself so perplexing. You tend to split them, too, but for him to see himself in fragments is enlightening. 

And sad. 

“But…” he sighs, the burden of what he’s about to ask of you sinking its teeth in, “you can’t fight me. You gotta just… shit, you gotta just take it. If you fight, it might fight back.”

His gruff baritone and its potent words, the low hint of a twang and the undercurrent of a klaxon, put your stomach through a cotton candy machine, wrapping the tendrils of your anxiety into a nice bundle to choke on. 

He sees the fear in your eyes and oh, he hates it. The wolf is snapping its jaw around his neck for it. How dare he scare you like this? How dare he threaten his girl? The beast is all teeth and fury and protect protect protect and he doesn’t even notice the change start until you suddenly say, “don’t.”

Don’t. 

That’s all it takes.

You watch as the claws recede along with his fur. 

“That’s not fair,” you whisper. “You stay here and talk to me about it.”

It stings much in the same way as the time he accidently got his jaws around a porcupine. It was early days in his new life, and in the height of starving season. His desperation cost him then but he wouldn’t let it now. 

He settles back down, gritting his teeth. “You’re right. It ain’t fair,” he agrees. “Ain’t nothin’ about this fair to you.”

When it comes, it bears no warning. Maybe because it’s your first heat, you don’t recognize the signs. 

True to his word, the man has stayed, though he warned you he couldn’t keep the beast at bay for long. The gibbous is waxing, fattening, bloating above you each night and it’s nearly sounded its call when the fever takes you.

You’re in your room when your abdomen seizes with the first cramp. There’s no mistaking it for your period. It comes with purpose, with rage, the sole horseman of your downfall.

Okay, maybe downfall is a little dramatic. 

But you have barely had time to gasp at the wrenching of your insides before he’s calling out to you from across the hall. 

You don’t answer, gritting your teeth as you throb at the sound of his voice, and he calls, instead, for them. 

He’s never addressed them first, never voiced a need, never invited them into your subterranean den willingly.

And you know.

“Fucking disgusting,” Jim scoffs as he unlocks the door to your room. 

“Don’t touch her,” Joel snaps, pressed against the bars with both hands wrapped tightly around them. 

You think Jim makes some kind of threat toward you, but there’s none needed. It doesn’t occur to you to run, which haunts you later. In the haze of your aching body, every muscle tensed and ready, you let the call of the moon draw you to Joel, grabbing for his hands through the bars as soon as you can reach.

There’s something in his eyes that you don’t want to see. Something too close to pity, so you don’t look at his face. 

Jim has to snap at you both and threaten the shock collar to get you to move away from the door. Joel, still mostly sound of mind, moves obediently to the back of the cell as Jim opens it, letting you stumble past the barrier before the clang echoes. 

Joel catches you before you fall, and you grasp his forearms. The room is warm, suffocatingly so, and he looks increasingly concerned with each passing second. 

“Too hot,” you whine, still digging your fingernails into his roughened flesh, the gruff hair a balm to your itchy, ill-fitting skin. Your body yearns for the change, to shift and settle into something closer to him, closer to what the moon wants you to be.

“I know,” he croons, sinking to his knees and holding you with your back to his chest, legs sprawled. His hand cards through your hair, brushing it from your sweat-laden skin. You catch his hand in both of yours, holding it up in front of you and following the lines of his palm, letting your fingertips test the tip of his claws, stroking the hair on the back of each finger.

“So thick,” you marvel.

He sighs, hot breath skittering across the back of your neck. “How’re you so far gone already,” he mutters, not really a question. 

Your head spins. “I’m right here,” you say, eliciting another sigh. 

“I know,” he placates again before he does something that sends your whole body into overdrive.

He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I know,” he repeats. “I’ve got ya. It’s gonna be okay.” 

It isn’t, you think, as the twitching of your shoulders and legs sets off quiet alarms. It isn’t, because there’s no coming back from this. You know this, but right now? Here, in his arms, with his quiet rumbling voice and that kiss? Well, what happens next just isn’t your problem.

He inhales deeply, his lips still pressed to your head, and it slips from you without warning, without intent.

“Alpha,” you whimper on pure instinct, and he knows.

Oh, he knows.

It’s too late for either of you, now. 

(please don't hate me for leaving you hanging or for the fact that chapter six will be on a bit of a delay and will likely not be finished until mid-september to october. remember that i love you!!)

[thewertsearch]

Asks Compilation 27/6

I’ve heard about this! They’re both games about building up your house, so they’re a natural fit. Do send those games along when I get to the point when you can!

It’s just like being a furry - sure, it seems weird, but many subcultures do. There’s not really anything wrong with weirdness, after all. 

They’re a street gang, and they’re led by Gamzee himself. Watch out, Markiplier. 

The whole thesis of the music video is a celebration of everyday miracles. 

Sure, it’s presented in a pretty bizarre way, but there is a good point there - life is full of things that, by rights, should never stop impressing us. 

Jade + AC = future Juggalos? 

Look. All I’m saying is: have you memorized Maxwell’s equations?

Jokes aside, I guess it’s pretty easy not to know how magnets work when you explicitly don’t listen to scientists...

I didn’t even know there was one, to be honest.

It’s not unrealistic to see these thirteen-year-olds from 2009 dropping slurs, but I try not to include them in the commentary. 

Bec is the invincible Super Dog, and he will help her complete the level. He’s even white! 

Blue-bloods scoff at the low-brow Daedric, and Red-bloods think anyone who uses original script is stuffy and boring.

Thanks!! I’m finding I’m enjoying this project more with every Act. There’s just so much to get into with this comic!

It occurs to me that the later you find this blog, the more of a backlog you have to catch up on. Which, depending on your perspective, can be another positive!

As for the ‘sona.. to be honest, it’s taken a lot of willpower not to pause the liveblog and make a full fanfiction for her Sburb adventures. 🤣 Guess I need all the Sburb lore to do that, though, and it’s fun to slowly develop her session as we slowly learn how sessions work. 

Aw, shucks. Honestly, I haven’t really done any sprite art in years, but when I was answering the Alchemy ask, I realized I just had to depict these items I was coming up with!

Btdubs, I used Aseprite for all the art, including the gifs. Highly recommend it. 

Oh, dang it, I didn’t even notice! Gotta amend the script a little, because that might cause some problems with interpreting the text down the line. 

He kind of is that, isn’t he? 

This was my full prediction for Gamzee’s personality, based solely on his username. The guy isn’t exactly a thrill-seeker, but he is a sopor addict with little concern for his health. Once again, these usernames really say a lot. 

Yeah, if you actually think about what’s happening in John’s case, you can make an argument that his entry was the most stressful of all. He was the first in, and understood his situation the least, while Rose and Dave at least had the benefit of knowing what an Entry was. 

I didn’t think to interpret John’s hesitation to bite the apple as a deer-in-headlights response, but, now that I think about it, that may have been exactly what was happening. 

No, but now I wish it was.

Sally official title CONFIRMED as Chef of Food. 

Since it’s not Terezi, I don’t think any of the trolls we’ve seen so far are Vriska - the vibes aren’t right. I think it’s one of the five trolls we haven’t heard from yet...

Dimple, eh? I hope he doesn’t start possessing people, like some other Dimples I know...

* Smells like SC4L3M4T3S. 

That’s one of my favorite Undertale quotes, and it’s only fitting that it be a Terezi reference. 

I actually don’t remember fighting that dude in Undertale, but yep, apparently it’s a Hotland spawn. The references never end!

Thank you! Had a ton of fun making those items. 

I’ll hopefully be making more of them, down the line - maybe next time my Kidsona will try to make meta-items incorporating the Alchemiter, Kernelsprites, etc? 

Act 5 has been a great demonstration of dramatic irony. We know all the trolls will end up in the same session, and we know the session is doomed - the only thing we don’t know is how we got to that point.

Why does this feel like something Terezi would actually do?

And yeah, the gradual reveal that all of Terezi’s bizarre behavior with the kids was her actual personality is one of the best and most understated bits in the comic so far. 

Terezi would fit really well in the Ace Attorney universe - either as one of the many unhinged human lawyers, or as a straight-up alien in a crossover game. 

I honestly feel like Terezi would make a really good lawyer irl, with the proper training. Her mannerisms wouldn’t be a problem if she had talent - and I think she has talent. 

Heh. To be honest, the Witch class has always been the one that sounds the coolest to me. Bard and Maid are in joint second place, but I just love the irony of a technically-minded Player getting a mystically-flavored class - just like Jade did, I suppose!

[soulvee-animationz]

I fucking hate online cringe compilations and shit so fucking much, the vast majority of it is just making fun of kids being kids, or just people having a fun time online doing what they wanna do

You made fnaf shipping animations back in 2014? You’re a furry? You make cosplay TikToks? You interact with any indie fandom? You make OC x Canon stuff? You have overpowered sparklefurry ocs? You deserve to be burned at the stake for doing a thing that you enjoy ☺️☺️☺️

It’s stupid that the majority of this hate towards children comes from a lot of adult men (I’m sure there’s adult women out there that make cringe compilation channels and stupid shit like that, just from what I’ve seen it’s primarily a male audience that does this), and it’s all the same stalk generic content

Quote on quote “cringe” animations generally have a decent artstyle, or at the very least an apparent “This is a beginner artist child’s animation work” sorta feel to them, and are usually met with a bunch of annoying 2020’s meme edits of some guy looking in disappointment or some dog or something along the lines of that. It’s all the same generic edits, meanwhile thread artists, cosplayers, writers, pour hours into their craft, just to have it torn to shreds for no reason

It’s part of why the internet in the 2010’s was so toxic, because it was mainly just everyone dogpillling and making fun of kids/teens online

And I hate people using the excuse of “eDgY hUmOr” to prevent any negative feedback on these things. No, it’s not edgy humor, it’s not comedy, it’s called you just being a dick for no reason. I especially hate commentary/movie review channels where all of their jokes just revolve around the most edgy forms of humor, it’s become so overused it’s like beating a dead horse

Literally one of the channels I saw posting fucking fnaf cringe compilations was called “The Epic Furry Hunter”, like yes, please hunt me down and shoot me in the head for enjoying drawing anthropomorphic animals /sarc

I feel like I’m complaining over batshit nothing because some adult guy could probably be like “lol average tumblr user 🤣”, post it on twitter and get a bunch of positive responses, but I’m genuinely kinda pissed over this shit

Just let people have fun online damnit, let’s just end cringe comps and shut up for once, I am sick and tired of them

[raindrop-on-a-spiderweb]

I wanna ask 18,19, 24,25, 28,37 and 39!! I'm so excited to hear your answers ❤️

18. Okay, I'm going to go with one from Wayfaring Daughter, most specifically Rosannah's exorcism of Clement Beaufort in the attic. When I first started writing the scene, the exorcism was more pagan and magical–halfway through writing I realized that the ritual wasn't what banished his ghost, but Rosannah's force of will. So I went with something simple she would have been familiar with as a Pentecostal in the early 1900s--The Lord's Prayer--and kept the focus on her.

19. Ever since I was a child I always made up stories in my head, especially at bedtime to help myself go to sleep. I decided around the age of ten or so to start putting them down on paper, in those metal-ringed notebooks you use for homework. At the time I was a very big fan of Redwall, Warriors, etcetera, so I mostly wrote about wolf packs, rats, anthropomorphic animals and such (it's amazing I never turned into a furry). Eventually I started typing them on my family's dinosaur computer, and never looked back.

There are always bumps on the way–I tried publishing my stories on various websites (also doing that still lol), but none of the stories really took off until archiveofourown. Someone who I loathe actually found one of my stories/diary and tried to publish it, and that was a huge violation of my privacy for someone who I very much did not want to be privy to it, and I quit writing for a while after that. Now I'm paranoid as hell when it comes to people I know knowing what I write.

I'm still happily writing and I don't plan to quit for the foreseeable future. Once I get Ragnatela fixed up I'm planning to publish on Amazon, as well as perhaps releasing some of my short stories in an anthology (or separately, I'm not sure yet). I can't deny I feel terrible about taking them offline, as so many people have enjoyed them for free. 😔

24. I put in a decent amount of prep work but try not to go overboard. Prep work mostly consists of notes, sources and one "big idea" I build the story around. I have a lot of unfinished ideas, and if I decide I want to pursue it, I go hard and start researching/really fleshing it out, but if I decide I don't want to write it, then they just stay notes. I find the prep work is often even more fun than actually writing the story, because you can freely play around and experiment with the plot and pick and choose what aspects you want to put in the story, as opposed to when you start writing it and the plot is set in iron.

25. I usually try and make all details relevant to the story, lol!! But not all of them make it in. I'm trying to think… I was about to say "Patience liking Frank Sinatra" but that's actually relevant as Salvatore's resemblance to him is one of reasons why she's attracted to him. Flora being a flapper? If it doesn't pop up in the next few chapters, Blondie had a Cane Corso as a young boy.

28. Linney Belle, I love her character development from being somber and withdrawn to a child hero. She's so vulnerable yet her journey from being mistrustful and abused to finally becoming attached to and loving a mother figure, I find so sweet. She's a rare character whose development goes "up", instead of down like most of the female main characters.

37. Probably along the same lines as people like Samuel Richardson. Not an artist, not The Great Author Of Our Time, but someone with serviceable prose who fills a gap of content that people want. I don't know whether erotica will ever become mainstream, but if it does, they might look upon me in a better light. But I still think they'd think I was a little crazy though, and preoccupied with misandry and rape 😅

39. My readers would probably track down and murder me if I quit writing 🤣 I tend to hate skipping deadlines, and don't like disappointing people.

[dreamyimagination101]

Nevermoon and the Midnight Realm Masterpost!

Hello! In this post, you can find where to read all the chapters for my original story Nevermoon and the Midnight Realm, as well as the Nevermoon Discord Server, and more!

"Welcome to the mysterious town of Mist View. Known for it’s paranormal stories and ghostly hauntings. When six teenagers discover magical pendants, they travel to a world beyond anything anyone could imagine. However, the wicked Cyrus Shade has escaped from his ghostly prison and things are flipping upside down. Way down. Can these teenagers put Cyrus back in his place before his ghostly army reigns supreme?" Warning: This fantasy story is self rated PG13 for it contains violent deaths though it does not contain dirty language. ~ Who are these six teenagers? Introducing: Lucius, Kirsty, Ivan, Jade, Ritchy and Rose! Each one coming from different places. Each one having to face many challenges as they learn to work together as a team. From self acceptance to the rights versus the wrongs.

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/234622739-nevermoon-and-the-midnight-realm

As of right now (Oct 18, 2022), the story is up to chapter 12, but more chapters will be coming in the future. It's nowhere near finished. ✨✨✨✨✨

On Tumblr, I drop an update every time a new chapter is added, as well ad on Wattpad. I also drop updates on the Nevermoon Discord Server too!

"Wait, your story has a Discord server dedicated to it?"

It sure does!

Wanna join? Just click below!

This server is LGBTQ+ friendly, D.I.D friendly, and Furry friendly too! We have many fun things including: 🌈Colorful name roles themed to magic pendants! 📖A section where you can learn about the story and meet the characters! 📈A leveling system where you'll be able to unlock cool features! 😌A calm chill chat for when general gets too crazy. PluralKit for our friends who have D.I.D ⚡PokeTwo, and more!

Once you join the server, there will be verification. It's to keep the trolls from invading. In order to gain access to the other chatrooms, here's what you've gotta do:

1: You've gotta read the rules. Super important! 2: You've gotta make an introduction. It doesn't have to be much. We have an introduction template that all members use. It's very simple! Just fill in the blanks! No Google Docs required!

Finally, step three. 3: You've gotta find the code! Once you've found it, add it to your introduction where it says code. Easy-peasy! 😄

Once you've finished your introduction, you're all good to go! 👍

Psst! You don’t need to read the story in order to join! That’s only if you want to! You don’t have to! This server is themed to it though and it might help you understand the server better if you do! That’s all up to you. I’m just saying. Also, no NSFW please. This is a safe place! We don't need that dirty stuff here! Nah! Eww.

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I'm also on Toyhouse! Over there, I post my characters! Though many of them are a work in progress with more info coming soon! There are Nevermoon characters over there as well! If interested in learning about them more, here you go!

(Helpful tip: Some Nevermoon characters also appear in other stories of mine! Because of this, some will appear in the Multi-Universe folder!)

✨✨✨✨✨ Of course, I'm also on YouTube! As well as other places. On YouTube, I'm currently doing projects where I'm reading the story to you! So far, only the prologue is finished, but hopefully one day, more chapters will come!

As of right now (Oct 18, 2022) I'm still working on the bloopers video for that. I messed up a few times, and I thought it'd be fun to draw out the messed up scenes! 🤣

Anyway, thank you so much for checking out my story! It really means a lot to me! 🙂

[illusionsofdreaming]

📚 Do you read your own fic? *internal sobbing* I cringe at my own writing. Once I'm done, I never look at it again! You look really proud of what you wrote! I wish I could be as confident as you ❤

darling, darling, darling *pats*

of course I do.

not immediately no. but yes, I will go back to my writing from time to time and read it through. because:

1. Sometimes I hate it so much because I've read it 5 billion times before posting. I'm literally sick of reading the same paragraphs. However with time, I can go back to it with a fresh pair of eyes and enjoy it like other readers will

2. Going back to my writing at different time periods, I sometimes want to give younger me a pat on the back. sometimes a line just flows really really well and you feel like Shakespeare had possessed your body - you just didn't realise it then

3. I made this content for myself too so hell yeah I'm going to enjoy it too

I'm pleased peaches to know that I radiate confidence in my writing when I actually don't HAHA but something I learned after writing and reading so many fics is that: 🌈the cringe never leaves🌈.

...but it does get better 🤣

a thought that helped me through my lowest self confidence periods is thinking about my favorite writing blogs

"I wonder if XXX ever feels cringe about their works.. if they do, and it feels as bad as mine.. what if one day they decide not to post anymore? I would be devastated... because I love their works and they're inspirational.. I don't see the glaring faults they see in their writing though... I want to read more...😢"

Realising that, though, I might hate my work, I know others might enjoy or have the same thoughts as me. Therefore I should just tell my inner demons to Stop Tickling Furry Unicorns and just post whatever I have. Someone out there will be happy for it.

but really. TIME.

really makes a difference.

literally. if it's so cringey it makes your toes curl -it means you've read it too many times in too short of a period.

leave it aside for a month or two and come back to it.

[miniaturedeerfestival]

Actually I think this would also make ME , as broadly female, wear dresses and skirts more often.

I find it really hard to internalise and relate to 'body hair positivity' movements especially as regards very gendered clothing.

I might go unshaven if I was dressing 'masculine', but a skirt? With leg hair? Just Does Not Compute.

And I think that's partially because I just never SEE skirts and leg hair together (except kilts and other explicitly masc contacts). Even the GNC boys I know who sometimes wear skirts often shave/wax/wear tights or leggings to cover the hair.

If people who culturally tend to have lots of leg hair (like masculine cis men!) wear skirts more, then maybe my stupid brain can catch up and let me go furry more often 🤣

The wildest thing about those “straight guys dressing femme just to get chicks” posts are……….. okay. S….so? Like, if women are out here absolutely horny off their rockers for femme guys (which, I mean, probably), like, okay, then do that. Put on a skirt if that’s the new m/f mating call of the decade. Why not? Girls who’re into men deserve a guy who looks hot in a skirt. How is this any different then when guys in unison decided to start wearing skinny jeans or showing off their butts more? Literally what is the harm even if straight guys are just doing it to appeal to women??? They’re allowed to try to appeal to women, that’s who they want to date….