#for calendar peeps:

[themissingmango]

[greeneyezblackheart]

A glimpse into the bedroom of a 90s teen. 😆🙅🏻‍♀️

UPDATE: FOUND ANOTHER ONE LOL. 😆

[joonsbees]

january - carnation

[ramblinganthropologist]

Once again, idols in May. Good job if you know what I referenced, lol.

[sonicenvy]

So this tweet made the rounds on librarian reddit and a few other librarian pages that i'm on and, uh, collectively we all have to say

Absolutely the fuck not!

Some points:

The library I work for (and many other urban/suburban libraries) are already open until nine fucking PM at night. We already do offer occasionally after hours programming, like trivia nights and movie screenings. Y'all just aren't fucking peeping the library calendar.

Library worker pay is hot garbage at best. You would need to pay us significantly more to deal with whatever nonsense we'd get through our doors. And add 25% more staff. At least. Library admin would NEVER do this because generally speaking many library boards and admins give ZERO fucks about us.

There ARE public non bar nighttime things that you can do in your community! (ex: board game cafes)

Why the FUCK do people constantly need to ask us to do MORE shit than we already do and wear MORE hats than we already do, while also not fucking paying us more money or giving us more resources???? Once again, peep the library events calendars y'all and you can see that we are doing a SHIT TON of stuff and wearing a lot of hats already. Start more non alcohol groups yourself; open night cafes or whatever idk.

We ALREADY do a lot of stuff. All y'all posting stupid stuff like this just don't fucking show up for it. Y'all already don't come to the library.

edit, i peeped the notes on this post and they were as i expected, the only people raising reasons about why this is stupid were ALL library workers.

LISTEN TO US

[vammppyre]

i don’t like the intense colors medicine boxes come in so i painted mine :3

constellations left to right: virgo (me), libra (mom&sis), lyra, big dipper, corona borealis, aires (bestie) and canis minor (above aires), and cygnus

[rikaouob]

shryma will always be one of my favourite people on the internet. been following them since 2020 and no bad days were ever met whenever i visited their page. it’s like peace, kindness, ur very safe place has always been right there for u <3

[magicmalcolm]

This Weekend's Pokémon is Hippopotas!

[theartofmadeline]

birth of venus.... but make venus a knight (amirite??)

(part of my knightly pin-up calendar coming soon... peep the interest check here!)

[i-love-ptv]

Give You The World ❀ᮬ

Boyfriend!Rafe Cameron x Girlfriend!Reader

Day 1 on your period is never easy, good thing your lovely boyfriend is here to help….right?

Wc: 1,394

Pure fluff! Rafe doesn’t know all that well abt period care, but he’s trying!! :(

An: hey chatttttt…I wrote this on day 1, it’s now day 6..gulp! but i had to keep up w the fluff streak so ya! also i feel like this would totally happen (not proof read cause i don’t feel like it girl)

Feedback is always appreciated and definitely welcomed!

Zombie-like groans filtered through the room faintly, resulting in Rafe waking up groggily. He stretches his muscles and inhales deeply, before sluggishly moving towards your side of the bed; awaiting the warmth you usually provide. Rafe is left confused at the fact that you’re nowhere to be found—at first.

But then the pained groans get louder, and Rafe finally takes the light shining beneath the connected bathroom’s door into account.

Rafe then checks his phone and looks at his calendar, the one that shows that today is the start of your period.

Your relationship with Rafe is fairly new, and he was utterly enamored with you; after all, you’re the only one that got him to settle for longer than a week. You’re unlike anyone he’s ever been with, and he wants to be the perfect boyfriend for you.

Hence why when you’d gotten your last period, he may or may not have saved a video he saw of a girl on Tiktok talking about how her boyfriend tracks her cycle.

Now this doesn’t mean Rafe knows what he’s doing, not by a long shot, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try.

He gets up and heads to the door, before knocking lightly, but enough for you to hear it. “Baby?” He murmurs, a little apprehensively.

“Hu-urgm.” You groan even louder; Rafe winces.

“Can I uh—come in, maybe?” His brows are furrowed, and he’s trying to approach the situation gently. Knowing you: one wrong word and you’ll be in some sort of “mood” all day.

Whether that’s sad or mad depends on the severity of his stupidity.

Instead of a groan there’s an aggravated huff, but the lock jingles. Rafe waits a beat, wondering if you’ll open the door, but in reality he gets silence.

—At least, it’s as silent as it gets with your labored breathing.

Rafe lightly pushes on the door, and his eyes cast down to your form: curled up in a fetal position on the bare pearly tile, coddling your stomach tightly.

“Oh baby.” He whispers, before crouching down to your level. His touch is gentle, almost feather-like, as he wipes the hairs that stick to your forehead with sweat.

“Stop. It’s hot,” you glare at the boy, making him shrivel up to himself.

“Well…”Rafe begins softly, “If you don’t want me to touch you, what do you need?”

You huff yet again, “Pads, with wings,” you murmur, your voice barely the sound of a peep.

“Okay—okay, yeah, I can do that baby.” He offers a sweet, half smile, to which you return with a matching one. Although it’s more of a grimace than anything, Rafe still accepts it. “Can I put you on the bed though, sweetheart? Don’t want you laying on the floor..”

You nod your head with a hum, and allow your boyfriend to pick you up and carry you to your shared bed bridal-style. He carefully places you down on the plush comforter, and allows you to tangle yourself up between the sheets and several blankets you force him to keep on the bed. You let out a satisfactory groan, before turning your back to him and gripping the pillow.

“Do you want any Advil? Tylenol, maybe?” Rafe asks, his digits switching from circling your skin lightly to rubbing your side up and down.

“Already took some…Jus’ waiting for it to kick in,” you mumble. At least, that’s what you heard; Rafe heard mainly gibberish. He’s not surprised, though, and he’s definitely not blaming you. He bets the feeling of his fingers dancing delicately mixed with the sleepiness you tend to feel after taking the pain meds has you beat.

He hums in approval, and you can no longer feel his warm touch, meaning you have nothing else to focus on besides the ache in your back that’s slowly migrating to your stomach. You hear shuffling and assume he’s putting on his shoes, because after a few minutes, you feel the warmth of his body radiating near you.

Rafe leaves yet another kiss to your forehead as he caresses your cheek, before walking out of the room, but not before quietly shutting it. There’s a high probability of you getting a headache from Sarah’s insistent over-the-phone conversation with her husband and Rose’s alarmingly loud at home exercise video.

Rafe will do anything in his power to prevent any more pain inflicted on you, in every way possible—it’s a habit he’s picked up on.

Your eyes are bleary and resist sleep as Rafe’s footsteps sound further and further away. As you faintly hear his shoes hitting the stairs, you allow yourself to succumb to slumber.

Rafe opens the front door, he steps in and places his keys on the key hook. His hands are full as he walks, and there’s a slight ache in his legs from the constant walking from his impromptu shopping trip. It took the poor guy 20 minutes to even find the feminine care aisle, let alone actual menstrual products.

He notices his younger sisters on the couch watching one of those shitty rom-com movies. Speaking of sisters: Sarah perks up once she senses Rafe.

The blonde whips her head around, Rafe has no idea how the hell she hasn’t gotten whiplash. “I smell wings,” she squints her eyes at her brother.

Rafe can’t help but roll his eyes and say your name, almost as if he wishes he could summon you to save him from the onslaught of questions and comments he’s about to receive. “They’re for her.” He states firmly.

Sarah eyes the reusable bag in Rafe’s hand, and purses her lips. “Y’know, normally boyfriends get their girlfriends chocolate when they’re on their period, not wings.”

Rafe scrunches his face in annoyance, “She asked for pads with wings, so that’s what I got. Happy?” He smiles sarcastically at her, wanting nothing more than to go back to you.

Sarah furrows her brows at this, and Wheezie turns her head as well. Sarah gets up from her place on the couch and quickly snatches the bag from Rafe’s hand, making him sputter.

She pulls the pads out of the bag and scoffs, “Oh my god, you idiot!”

“Jesus! What now?” Rafe groans, and Sarah lets out a matching one.

“She wanted pads with wings, like—the ones that are attached, not fucking pads plus wings!”

“You’re lying, okay?! I know what I’m doin’ Sarah-“ and the bickering between the two siblings goes on for minutes.

The sound of your feet padding on the cold floor was soft, barely audibly compared to the two eldest Cameron siblings arguing.

You can hardly see through your squinting, but you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes due to the warm sunny rays beating through the windows. You place a hand on Rafe’s shoulder, and he slightly jumps at the interruption.

Both Sarah and Rafe turn to you, although Rafe’s smile isn’t even close to what Sarah’s expressing. She’s more flabbergasted if anything.

“Hey!—Hey, baby. I uh, got your stuff..” Rafe looks almost apprehensive. It’s now that you finally take in the scent of fresh chicken wings, as well as the unopened box of pads. The box clearly shows they’re wingless.

“..I—I got the right stuff, right? I got what you asked for?” He’s looking down at you promisingly, and you can’t find it in your heart to break his. So you don’t.

You go to speak, but your voice fails you for a second. You pause before answering, “Yeah, yeah you did good, baby.” Sarah picks up on your tone of uncertainty, but thankfully, Rafe does not.

You take the box of pads and the plastic takeout box of wings from his hands. You signal him to lean down, so you can press a kiss to his lips, which he reciprocates both eagerly and smugly.

You slowly walk back upstairs to your nest of a bed, the sleep still fogging up your senses faintly.

“Told you,” Rafe says to Sarah triumphantly; he's beyond cocky.

Sarah brings her hand up to her face, where she rubs her forehead in exasperation.

“Y’know what? Okay.” Sarah walks back over to the couch where Wheezie sits and moves her focus to the movie playing on the screen.

Rafe will give you the world if you ask, even if there’s a few hiccups along the way.

[ficsforgaza]

Here is the official calendar and masterlist for our Kinktober event! We were able to raise a total of $403 USD for Gaza through this initiative, so thank you to everyone who has donated their time and money to make this all come to life! Below you will find our schedule for the month and all the wonderful fics we have lined up. ❤️ the Mods

Links below the cut!

@nanamis-bigtie: Privilege (Satoru Gojo, Free Use)

@arvandus: The Suffocation of Fear (Atsuya Kusakabe, Choking)

@hor3nee: Hucow (Leon Kennedy, Hucow)

@prettyboykatsuki: Untitled (Isagi Yoichi, Voyeurism)

@euthymiya: Rumors (Kamisato Ayato, Creampie)

@stunie: Untitled (Suo Hayato, Cuckolding)

@threadbaresweater: Primal (Togame Jo, Deepthroating)

@hwaithie: Brutal Pleasures (Blade, CNC)

@minnaci: At Your Service (Sampo Koski, Cross-Dressing)

@cruel-hiraeth: As You Wish (Diluc Ragnvindr, Bondage)

@madaqueue: Like We Were Made To (Satoru Gojo, Omegaverse)

@hauntedhokage: Untitled (Kento Nanami, Sex Toys)

@goxjo: Favor or Fervor (Childe, Dubcon)

@mangostarjam: Home Cooking (Haruka Sakura, Scent Kink)

@strawberrystepmom: Untitled (Rengoku Kyojuro, Praise)

@dreamerdeity: Slow Down Babe (Dottore, Somnophilia)

@auraxins: Untitled (Fu Xuan, Body Worship)

@/hauntedhokage: Untitled (Boothill, Roleplay)

@aelilith: Bound by Lust (Suo Hayato, Shibari)

@fyodior: Untitled (Nobara Kugisaki, Scissoring)

@lovemikage: Bed Chem (Bachira Meguru, Humiliation)

@persicipen: Untitled (Argenti, Weapons)

@soft-zawa-png: Babygirl (Takami Keigo, Spanking)

@faededaway: Untitled (Ochako, Pillow Humping)

@/threadbaresweater: Just This Once (Suguru Geto, Breeding)

@dilucs-princess: Untitled (Nagi Seishiro, Face Sitting)

@blueparadis: Hottest Summer on Record (Higuruma Hiromi, Nanami Kento, Double Penetration)

@spikesbunny: Sweet Tea (Ruan Mei, Aphrodisiacs)

@nagumoan: Bite Your Tongue (Jiaoqiu, Exhibitionism)

@attractedtopeoples: Sweetheart (Roronoa Zoro, Subspace)

@tacticalhimbo: Untitled (Leon Kennedy, Pegging)

@vennilavee: Diet Pepsi (Nagi Seishiro, Squirting)

@yuutito: Untitled (Yuuta Okkotsu Yuuta, Femdom)

@head-shoulders-knees-pain: Untitled (Aventurine, Glove Kink)

@hanmaitani: A Siren’s Call (Bachira Meguru, Monsterfucking)

@mintmatcha: Untitled (Tasuku Tsubakino, Lingerie)

@/prettyboykatsuki: untitled (Sakura Hakura, Cam Sex)

@/head-shoulders-knees-pain: Untitled (Angel Devil, Phone Sex)

@/euthymiya: Lumidouse Season (Wriothesley, Sex Pollen)

@boundinparchment / Secret Euphoria (Childe, Belly Bulge)

@kentophilia: Untitled (Suguru Geto, Gloryhole)

@yandereshingeki: The Antithesis of Decay (Shigaraki Tomura, Stuckage)

@cottoncalicoes: Used to Have a Sweet Tooth but You Rotted Me (Endo Yamato, Masturbation)

@tetzoro: Peeping Tendou (Satori Tendou, Noncon)

@/yuutito: Untitled (Hirofumi Yoshida, Tentacles)

@/minnaci: Egg Me On (Ushijima Wakatoshi, Oviposition)

@/nagumoan: Not Too Late for Firsts (Welt Yang, virginity loss)

@/goxjo: What’s Mine Is Mine (Sukuna, Hate Sex)

@pinkkittysaw: Caged In (Leon Kennedy, Chastity)

@leychin: Be Sure to Leave a Review! (Kamisato Ayato, Orgasm Denial)

@/cruel-hiraeth: Flesh of My Flesh; Blood of My Blood (Kamo Choso, Incest)

@another-lost-mc: The House Always Wins (Mammon and Lucifer, Cucking)

@fandomfloozy: A Lesson in Patience (Kiyoomi Sakusa, Cockwarming)

@screamingcrows: It Looks Easy Enough on the Picture (Xiao, Overstimulation)

@yinyuedijun: Corruptive (Aventurine and Dr. Ratio, double penetration)

@/fyodior: untitled (Rin Itoshi, thigh riding)

@aurorasgate: Made for Me (Nanami Kento, Anal)

@/cruel-hiraeth: Duty-Bound (Akagami no Shanks, Period Sex)

@froggibus: Scenting (Beelzebub, scent kink)

@kechiwrites:

@seaspringangel: The Taste of You (Kamo Choso, Lactation)

@a-ikuoliver: Thou Shalt Not Covet (Maki Zenin, stepcest)

[rainbowangel110]

What does this mean??? What do you mean?!?!!?

the sbg fandom is gonna lose its shit in a few weeks

[ramblinganthropologist]

Bo is an elf. I did this for the irony.

[ministarfruit]

HI BABES preorders are currently OPEN for this 2025 Y2k themed Danganronpa Fan Calendar Project until September 30th!! xoxo

I did a bunch of merch for it (pictured!), but there are a whole bunch more goodies involved that are super amazeballs (that's a mixture of amazon and mothballs lulz) and you should totally go and peep at what we got ^_^

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ok baiii ttyl <3

[wisesnail]

A little Wisesnail Calendar update :)

I've now sent an invoice to all the peeps who ordered their calendar(s) - but no worries, the payment deadline is November 17th :)

If you'd like to order your Hannibal, IWTV, Good Omens or Silmarillion calendar, please refer to the pinned post!

Also, here's a quick video of my Hannibal calendar, just to tempt you 🤭

[lafgl]

if you recognize this era of me you may be entitled to financial compensation

what fandom was ruined by clexa?

i do not speak for if i do i get dragged back to 2016 discourse hell and no amount of money would make me do that