#hate having to put that but yanno how it is

[lostwrlds]

(✩) nagi is an unintentional a brat tamer, or at least it seems that way. 18+ brat taming, spanking, gender neutral.

he doesn’t have the energy or effort for attitude. it’s just in his nature to not bother with things that cause him stress or irritation. like when you snip at him, stomp your feet like a child or throwing a tantrum — his patience and capacity to deal with your heightened emotions drops. it’s too much of a hassle to manage such behaviour, a waste of energy to wrestle you into submission. so seishiro he lets you huff and puff some more, you’ll tire yourself out eventually.

he’ll look up at you lazily then, once you’ve blown off your steam and that warm spark deep within your gut fizzles into something needy and desperate. you want attention that he’s withheld from you, attention he’ll only reward you with when you start to behave. “are you done yet?” he’ll grumble, and it’s meaner than he intends… but it gets you to listen, shuts you up real quick to the point where you can only respond with a meek whimper or a nod.

“yeah?” nagi will tut next, voice low and husky from exhaustion because when you’re bad it tires him out. “c’mere, pretty girl. be good for a bit.”

and your body follows his command, slipping into his widespread lap whilst your arms loop weakly around his neck — only because you’re so embarrassed to have acted out in front of seishiro. only because you know if you keep acting out he’ll rip his attention and affection from him. the man’s patience is thin. one large hand slides beneath your clothes and over the curve of your ass, the other grasping at your chin to tip your gaze down to mirthy, sleepy grey eyes.

“you know i don’t like doing this,” seishiro sighs, shoulders sagging with disappointment. he’s annoyed, he hates the extra effort and time it takes to put you in your place. “s’much easier when you behave, yanno?” although he hates it, punishing you, there’s a daring and delighted lilt to nagi’s tone.

he can’t pretend. he sort of enjoys it. the wobble to your bottom lip and the teary apology written between the pretty flecks in your wide doe eyes. he cherishes every second of you like this, basking in pain-laced attention as seishiro spanks your ass firm but fairly. soothing over each slap as soon as it lands, grazing the tender flesh with the rough pad of his thumb. he likes how your nails dig into his broad shoulders to ground yourself and push through your punishment… because you realise how bad you’ve been and how you have to make it up to him.

“but you made me do it,” seishiro will coo, softly and sweetly, blaming you whilst landing another and harsher spank — really spurred on by your blubbered apologies and hiccuped pleas. “so now i have to make sure you’ve learned your lesson.”

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[somesecretpie]

Whenever you say "you can do whatever with my characters" or to that effect I almost want to take that as a challenge. See how far I can push it before you're at least a little bothered. How OOC can I make Doris. I should draw her girlboss style and as a saucy mermaid or something and do a terribly OOC voiceover and animate her reading Homestuck

-Ecclysium

Taking this ask seriously because I’m a SINCERE CREATURE!!!

I wanna make a distinction between “I would quietly seethe if you made this” and “I’ll make a big stink about it/try to get it removed if you made this.”

I am not Anne Rice. While I did make these characters, I am anti-copyright law/ pro-fanfiction and will defend your right to create whatever mermaid Homestuck girlboss vision you wish with my creatures in it. BUT I may not PERSONALLY like it….yanno?

Tbh this actually did get me thinking a lot about, like, low effort ai slop. The only time someone ever made something related to my stuff that truly bothered me was when someone called “@thedubberfrommars” put ai voices over my comics and uploaded them to YouTube shorts. In that instance, I actually did ask that guy to take it down, I did *not* quietly seethe…but maybe I shouldn’t have done that. Maybe that’s not consistent with my principals. It’s scummy that this guy just takes people’s comics for his content mill, doesn’t alter them in any way, and makes money/gets millions of views from it. But also, he did credit me (albeit, in a way that was hard to find and did not actually benefit me in any way.) I hate reaction streamers for much the same reason…they feel parasitic. But I don’t know. Maybe people should have the right to make slop? Even if I don’t like it?

Perhaps I should do a bit of reading to have a more informed opinion.

[tuesdayisfordancing]

Feel very weird about this genre of post because my older sister was literally a tomboy who had to work to reclaim her sense of femininity like she very much did suppress her feminine side out of shame! That is a type of girl that exists, and I know because. I literally know her. She lives downstairs from me and my parents. Plus there’s a ton of transmascs and enbies (including me) who have the experience of, once their gender starts to be validated sometimes, realizing they actually like (pink, sparkles, skirts, multiple of these or other feminine things they were uncomfortable with), they just hated feeling like they were putting themselves further into the girl box socially, and I can’t imagine there aren’t cis women who have that exact process as well.

And on the other hand YEAH FUNNY HOW IN MEDIA IT ALWAYS GOES THAT DIRECTION. Wonder what that could mean. I wouldn’t, personally, mind a moratorium on that character arc until we’ve reached a certain number of character arcs going the other direction, but… idk that girls like my sister don’t need that story to stick around, yanno? Just give us more of the other thing, please.

[eruden-writes]

I just got blocked on my main blog while trying to explain that asexual folk can enjoy sex or fantasize about it. (Not all asexual people or asexual-adjacent folk do enjoy sex. Just that they can and there can be a variety of reasons for that.)

Anywho, I just want to say that reading a lot of romance definitely cements my demisexual/reciprosexual feels in place.

There's a lot of times where leads in romance instantly feel a sexual attraction. The two haven't spoken much or they have and it has gone very badly, but they're still like mentally drooling over the other person. That whole "I hate this person but they're so hot" trope, yanno?

I find that sort of attraction really entertaining to read about. But it also highlights, among other experiences, that I don't think or feel like that. Which seems to put me in a minority.

I also feel being demisexual fuels my literary interest in sex. The feelings that are involved, how to use sex as a narrative element, the complicated situations that can arise from attraction in differing forms. That's also the appeal of monster romance, specifically. There's so much you can do and explore with monsters.

It's just really annoying when people chalk asexuality up to "no sex at all ever" when it's such a rigid way to think of sexuality, sensuality, and attraction.

[marley-manson]

yanno... I actually like how the Joxer-loves-Gabrielle plotline in season 5 puts a lot of focus on the awkward position it puts Gabrielle in. tbf I don't remember all the details of this and I didn't watch every s5 episode anyway, but in general this subplot does often very pointedly state the message that a dude's feelings are his own problem, and it's wrong to make it someone else's problem. when Joxer confessed his feelings and said 'no strings' he should've meant it and moved on when Gabrielle didn't reciprocate, instead of pressing and overtly pining afterwards. Gabrielle never throws him a bone, and, eventually, Joxer does move on.

it's a lesson more men should see in media tbh

this also largely goes for the Ares subplot lol. sometimes you love a woman and she doesn't love you back even if you do selfless things and become a better person, and you just have to grow up and deal with that. being a better person is its own reward anyway.

like these subplots are often annoying as hell and I fully get why a lot of Xena fans completely hate them, but i do find it refreshing that neither ends in receiprocation, the women aren't demonized for not reciprocating those feelings, and the message is ultimately that men aren't owed anything from women even if they try to 'earn' it.

[three--rings]

So it's time for my "alt-right dudebro gamer" Dragon Age opinions.

(Note: I'm a 45 year old womanesque queer person who mostly plays indie and Japanese games.)

(To further my cred I was super excited to meet and hear Karen and Patrick Weekes talk about this game in development at Havencon a couple years ago...it's a small queer con in Austin.)

Dragon Age is my all-time favorite game series. I adored Inquisition, though DA2 has my favorite characters overall.

My opinions about the gameplay reveal are:

The environments and background graphics and effects look awesome.

The character design still bugs me quite a bit. The faces, ESPECIALLY the female faces look Disney/anime/Overwatchy in structure. The textures looks a lot better in game than in that trailer. I miss my Not Particularly Pretty Female Characters. They have sameface now.

There's something off in the lip syncing. Mouth animations looks weird. I can't define it more than that but I noticed it with multiple characters and it through me out.

Varric's hair annoys me SO MUCH. Someone pointed out he looks like Blackwall and now I CANNOT UNSEE.

The structure of the game/quests/whatever looks fine, this reminds me of all the moments running around Haven at the beginning of Inquisition. Some of my least favorite moments, but yanno.

The combat. I'm very worried about the combat.

I am 45 years old and I have arthritis in my hands from gaming and knitting. I gave up knitting to keep gaming. I cannot play some action games. Like Hades, I tried but simply couldn't continue more than an hour because of the pain. And that's with my hands in good shape these days.

Some action games I can play, but only on easy, and sometimes only if I limit my playtime. This is simply a reality I've had to get used to, but it does kill me sometimes.

Do you know how enjoyable it was to pick up Baldur's Gate 3 and be able to put it on a higher difficulty, to be able to actually struggle through combats and have to use tricks and my brain and try and fail and do it again, all without worrying about my hands? Makes me think I need to replay Origins again.

So I'm concerned. The combat in this game is focused on attack type, dodging, parrying, countering (according to bioware)....all stuff that requires quick and frequent button mashing, which is what I can't do. So I'm looking at a game that I can probably only play on easy and maybe even not then? In my favorite game series.

The question we don't really know is how different it will be from Inquisition, and I find it hard to tell from the footage since we can't see what buttons are being pressed. But I'll say that while I love it, Inquisition was the game that first hurt my hands. It made me aware of the problem and made me have to start limiting my activity.

IDK . I just hate the idea that devs have that turn based games can't do well and are inherently not exciting.

Fucking Solas motherfucking killed Bianca! That was the first time in these reveals I've been 100% reacting as a fan. NOT BIANCA!!!! HE MUST DIE!

Oh I did like the Rook in the gameplay and his face looked good. Again I feel like it's the character design and not the engine that is the problem.

As for the plot, it's interesting that Solas has gone from Main Antagonist to Opening Antagonist and I wonder if he's actually going to transition to an ally later in the game to undo whatever the fuck has gone wrong in this clip.

I do still have some worries about the writing. "She's greatest detective ever and she has a lead on Solas." So do you think that lead is the giant glowing thing in the middle of the city spitting out demons? Did you need a great detective?

And basically nothing I've seen so far has super MOVED me, as someone with serious connections to this world and the characters, other than the fucking Bianca moment. I'm hesitantly curious about some of the new companions. And if the griffon thing had come at a moment other than me going WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS? in the trailer I may have been a lot more excited.

So yeah, call me a hater or whatever. But that trailer reveal CRUSHED me emotionally. I was so depressed the rest of the day Sunday. These are my true reactions to the gameplay footage today. I don't have an agenda, other than I want the game to be good and I want it to do well and my confidence in EA and Bioware is at a very low point.

I've tried to keep a realistic mindset this whole time, but keeping in mind HOW MANY PEOPLE have left Bioware, how few OGs are left, the constant turnover in leads, the game being scrapped and redone like twice from scratch. And the game industry as a whole at this time, I have to be somewhat skeptical in general.

I'm not a skeptic overall, I was both a Cyperpunk 2077 enjoyer (but not apologist) and a Starfield defender and frankly there was a lot less reason to be skeptical of those games before release. So am I going to say "well I've been a Bioware fan since KOTOR 1 released, so I'm gonna hype it up and not point out flaws I see?" No. I'm going to be honest.

I'm not a casual Dragon Age enjoyer. I can't react casually to this stuff.

Will I play the game? Almost definitely, but am I going to wait till the release reviews? Probably.

[neodreamgirl]

Manifesting Seunghan's Return PART 2

Idk what else to say here but I'm just manifesting. He keeps posting cute pictures on his Instagram and it upsets me that he's not making music. Apparently RIIZE is in a hiatus? I knew this would happen at some point because the controversy was too big and no one was truly happy. I mean, most fans wanted Seunghan to return but there were some psychopaths who wanted him out of the group because they swore he would bring a negative touch to RIIZE's image. Meanwhile, the only people that were talking negatively and recirculating that image were OT6 any time his name was mentioned. Anyway, I can't say I have a gut feeling our baby will return but I do have hope that he can one day share a stage, song, and choreography with his six friends. I seriously hope he can return to RIIZE. Sometimes, I do think it is pointless to even hope for this because of the way things have played out. Quite frankly, I want RIIZE out of SM Ent. but that's another conversation.

I hope whoever is in charge of RIIZE and Seunghan gets fired or dies and then someone new comes in and leads them in the right direction.

I truly hope that something is happening behind closed doors and we get a huge surprise (a positive one). I saw that Seunghan fans (are we called bubbles or something?) and OT7 sent a whole lotta banners and stuff to SM Ent building which I think is a wonderful thing. International fans are demanding respect and I'm honestly very happy that they organized this even if it gets ignored. The truth is, SM gets away with treating international fans like shit. Not only that, but the banners were also demanding that Seunghan and RIIZE get treated with respect and dignity, seeing as they haven't been treated as such since their debut. LIke I just don't get it. I think that these events do affect management's thinking a little bit. Especially since this is all going on while the group is on a hiatus and Seunghan was announced to have a solo debut sometime this year.

I'll say that the reason behind my hope that Seunghan returns comes from the fact that the second I saw that he "chose" to leave, I immediately got a feeling that something is unfinished. Something didn't feel complete to me and I couldn't put my finger on it. Then, I mentioned to expect the group to be put on a hiatus because of how insane all of this is. If international fans make enough noise, something could work in our favor.

But, for now, don't hold your breath. Keep loving Seunghan and RIIZE. Keep praying and hoping that they're all in good health and do not see negative comments about themselves. If you are part of the fandom that is actively protesting for his return and respect, keep doing so! I don't see why you should stop! I don't see why projects should stop happening. I think it's important that during times like this artists/idols should be shown that people love them...

FUCK. I JUST WISH HE WAS STILL IN THAT DAMN GROUP. I WISH THEY WERE TOGETHER AND MAKING MUSIC. IT PISSES ME OFF. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK. SEUNGHAN NEEDS TO BE INTEGRATED IN THAT GROUP AGAIN IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS. HE'S AN ANGEL AND RIIZE IS FULL OF ANGELS, TOO. OT6 RUIN EVERYTHING AND SM ENT. IS A CUCK. FUCK YOUUUU SM!!!! SEUNGHAN PLEASE I HOPE YOU GET EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED FROM THIS LIFE. I HOPE YOU GET INTEGRATED BACK INTO RIIZE. YOU WORKED SO HARD TO DEBUT IN THAT GROUP. I'M SORRY IT WAS TAKEN FROM YOU

SEUNGHAN RETURN TO RIIZE PLEASE PLEASEEEE I NEED HIGHER POWERS TO GRANT ME THIS ONE THING PLEASEEEE I AM BEGGING YALL TO WORK SOME STUFF OUT YANNO LIKE MOVE SOME STUFF AROUND AND ALIGN THE STARS SO THAT RIIZE CAN BE COMPLETE AGAIN! CHANGE WHOEVER THEIR DIRECTOR/MANAGER IS. I HATE WHOEVER IS MANAGING THEIR SHIT RIGHT NOW THEY SUCK DICK. PLEASE BRING HIM BACK HOME!!!!

SEUNGHAN SWEETHEART YOU WILL MEET YOUR BOYS ONCE AGAIN. EVEN IF IT WON'T HAPPEN IMMEDIATELY. EVEN IF AS I TYPE THIS, I FEEL SOME SENSE OF DOUBT, I STILL BELIEVE THAT YOU HAVE A CHANCE!

[lagunaseca2013]

hello!!! reusing my set of three questions to ask:

13 Do you have an 'official' creative writing background such as a degree or previous experience publishing?

28 What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?

33 A character you want to protect.

fic/author asks here!

hiiii kate!! thanks for the questions :))

13. I do not! I have a liberal arts degree so I did have a paper for every single one of my midterms and finals for all of college but I was a politics (disgusting, I know) and anthropology major so it wasn’t even like english or anything lol. I was one of those kids obsessed with reading growing up and I started writing at around ten I think but I have nothing to do w publishing!

28. hmmmm this is a tough one. I’ve definitely written some pretty intense whump/hurt no comfort across many fandoms over the years but I juuuust got into motogp so idk if I’ve really hit my upper limit on angsty ideas yet. the current most rancid vibes in my various open google docs would be the rosquez one-sided bond omegaverse I’ve been slowly chipping away at in which marc has a breakthrough heat after the race to the death at vale’s ranch in 2014, it triggers vale’s rut and vale bites marc on the mating gland and doesn’t let marc bite him back. then 2015 happens. marc goes into a stress heat after sepang and vale completely shuts him out which leads to the doctors putting him in a medically induced coma for a week so he doesn’t overheat and die. the angstiest part of the whole thing is that marc can feel impressions of vale’s emotions through his bite which means he knows in vivid detail exactly how much vale resents him/feel betrayed/grows to hate him over the years while still being partially tethered to him. meaning like vale’s the only alpha who could truly satiate his heats/comfort him/calm him down. lots of touch starvation, insecurity, loneliness, etc. also in those ten years vale started the vr46 pack so marc has an entire pack he feels drawn to/feels the need to bond with that he can’t have. the actual fic takes place in the 2025 season where forced proximity via pecco/ducati/vale’s own extreme meddling and nosiness brings all the suffering marc’s been doing for the last ten years to light!

33. I’ve honestly never really thought about this! I have a crazy soft spot for alex marquez! his glass child complex must be crazyyyy I just think he deserves to feel like the number one priority in someone’s life, yanno? hopefully I’ll write a fic where franky takes gooood fucking care of him……..somedayyyy

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for yelling at someone, making them cry, and indirectly making them loose their friends

This happened several years ago but it plays on my mind sometimes. Everyone in this story is 15/16 at the time, in our last year at secondary school, UK. (🏎️ for finding this)

Myself, my girlfriend at the time [F], my best friend [B], F's friend [D], and a few of our other mutual friends were hanging out at lunch break. There aren't enough chairs at the table so F and I leave to go get extra. I come back and nothing seems amis.

Adding in some context now. No one in this story is cishet. We were all painfully awkward queer teens who haven't figured ourselves out yet. So we were all bottom of the social ladder, very much 'losers'. Me and F were, to my knowledge, the only 'same sex' couple in school. So by this point I'm used to people constantly making remarks about our relationship, but that's usually from ppl I didn't know or care about.

D is the only person, at this point, at school who's openly trans and genderqueer. They got a lot of hate for it. A lot of people harassed them and they didn't have many friends. I think for transparency's sake I have to say, I didn't really like D, we just didn't jell, but I made an effort to be kind and include them bc it's hard being queer in secondary school and I'm not gonna add more hate to that when me not getting on with them was my issue not theirs. And as a fellow victim of bullying I wasn't gonna exclude them from our friend group

Back to the story. As soon as we're back in classes, B tells me that D leant over to them while me and F were gone and said that it's "so sad seeing A and [OP] together" because "I took F's first kiss" and "poor [OP]". I trusted B's word on this as at that point we'd been best friends for several years, they weren't a shit stirrer, and had no reason to lie. In fact, they were confused D even said that to them since they were barely friends and knew B was best friends with me and would tell me they said that.

Hearing this really annoyed me. While I knew F and D had dated in the past, that didn't and shouldn't have effected mine and F's relationship in any way. And they'd been broken up well before I knew either of them. It's none of D's business who F kisses, and it's a shitty idea that because they'd dated before their later relationship first didn't mean as much. It felt very much like a dick thing to think never mind say about me and F. Also, B was my best friend, who did D get off to shit talking me to my best friend?

Anyway. Usually at the end of the day, several of us walked home together, and this group included D. I get to the spot we usually wait first and when I see D I confront them. I ask them why they'd say that and if they've got a problem with me. They don't deny saying it or really explain themself at all, they just look guilty. At first I kept calm. I knew D was F's friend and I didn't want to put a wedge in their friendship because of any issue I had with D. But, I keep asking why they did that, and if they've got something against me. If they're gonna shit talk me yanno. Then D starts crying.

I know it probably shouldn't have but this made me really mad. So I start yelling at them, saying something along the lines of 'so you're going to be an asshole to me and then you're gonna start crying?' and 'you started this, why are you crying?'. They start saying something along the lines of 'I didn't mean it like that' so I ask how did you mean it? And that they knew it wasn't something fine to say, because they said it behind my back and not to my face.

By this point, other people are watching, some of which were our mutual friends. I keep demanding they explain themself or at least apologize to me, but instead they run off crying. I don't follow them. If they're going to remove themself from the situation then fine.

People start asking what the hell that was about and I explain briefly to the people I knew and told the people I didn't to mind their own business. Someone I don't know tells me Ds gone to the head of year and I tell them I don't care, let them, I didn't do anything wrong. (This later amounts to nothing as no teacher ever comes to speak to me about this, so I doubt D did go to the head of year at all)

Eventually the people who were curious about what happened leave. All of the group who walk home together show up, including F. I explain to F what happened and they're upset that D said that about me, but wasn't happy to hear that D left crying.

For the rest of the school year, D ends up avoiding me. Literally staying out of my way, moving if I even glanced over at them. I thought they were overreacting. I never threatened them, and they were the one who chose to be an asshole first. I felt they were making this much more than it needed to be by avoiding it all together. We barely had an argument before they left, but anyone would have thought I'd attacked them or something. But because I obviously was always around F, D didn't have anyone to hang out with anymore. F was their only real friend and their other sort of friends were in our friend group.

No one told them they couldn't hang out with us anymore. (I'm pretty sure because they started avoiding me, I never ended up speaking to them again.) I know they still spoke to F still, but it seemed like their friendship was heavily damaged by it all.

D later ended up dropping out and finishing the school year through home schooling. I believe this was in large part due to the harassment they got for being genderqueer openly. (I remember on several occasions standing up for D and telling people to stop being transphobic assholes behind Ds back after this argument happened. Just because we didn't get along doesn't mean was gonna let that shit slide.)

I feel like I could be the asshole because due to this whole situation, D stopped hanging around their friends and through that lost a lot of the support they had. And obviously, I did make them cry.

On the other hand, no one stopped them from hanging out with their friends. They chose to avoid me and the situation. A situation they started by being a dick to me with zero provoking. They never apologized or recanted what they said. It's hard to feel bad that they lost their friends because they were being a shitty friend

Luckily, from what I know from friends of friends, D is doing better now and is around ppl who support them

This got a lot longer than I wanted but I believe I got all the details in there.

So, wita?

What are these acronyms?

[ijwrff]

Hey. I love your work, just an idea you don't have to do it. Yandere Antisepticeye x male reader who is weak. With some fluff?

Thanks? Hope you have a good day

Hiya! I hope you're doing well, I'm glad I could get to do this fic! It's not often that I write for male readers, so it's always a fun challenge ^^

Tw; bullying, injury, condescension, yandere typical behavior, and Anti typical behavior like a tantrum and a whole lot of swearing. Yanno. As he does.

Taglist: @thattiredanimator1t0mblr @serenitydusk @viciouslyyearning @jacksepticeye-simp

Word Count: 1,196

It wasn’t uncommon for you to get bullied in college, but for the most part, everyone had grown out of their bullying phase. Your campus was pretty safe, so you never thought something like this could happen. People said mean words, sure, but it never got physical. Today was special, you guess. 

You sighed, and opened your apartment door after fumbling with the keys. It wasn’t surprising when you walked into your house nearly trashed. Every time Anti visited, it was like this. He had a habit of making everything difficult for you, but you’d never tell him that it was actually welcomed. Today though, you didn’t hardly say a word to him, and just tried to brush off his presence. You didn’t want to get teased any more than you already had been, not when you were hurt like this. 

“Dude what the fuck?! You can’t just come in here and ignore me!” You heard him run over and it only pushed you to move to your room quicker. He wasn’t even human, so of course he’d be able to beat you to the door. You dropped your chin to your chest, before trying to turn away from him. “Are you being serious right now?” He scoffed, and grabbed your shoulder to turn you towards him. “The fuck is your deal? W-” He paused when he saw your face. 

It was silent, and you couldn’t meet his eyes, ashamed you couldn’t put up more of a fight against the bullies that did this to you. Your eye was swollen, and there was a gash across your cheek from how hard the guy punched you…you cursed him for wearing so many rings, they only helped to tear into your skin further than it would have otherwise. Your sleeves covered the bruises for the most part, though one of them was clearly in the shape of a hand. 

The air shifted, small charges of electricity coming from Anti’s form as he seemed to nearly glitch in and out of reality. You took a step back, but he grabbed your shoulder to keep you close. “Who the fuck did it?” He spat, his eyes glowing green as it struggled to keep his emotions in check, only to fail miserably. His grip was nearly painful on your shoulder, and it seemed like it was taking every last ounce of his control not to leave even more bruises, intended or not. 

You sniffled once, and flinched from how intense the situation had become. “It doesn’t matter…” He was lightyears stronger than you, so it wasn’t surprising that when you tried to pull away from him, you didn’t get far at all. “Just some guys. I fought back though, so it’s okay.” You gulped, and struggled to meet his eyes.

He grabbed your chin roughly, and forced you to look at him. It was intended to direct your focus at him, but when you flinched he growled and let go, storming into the livingroom and throwing your couch against the wall, leaving a large crack that seemed to go through all the way if the neighbors screams were any indication. 

“A-Anti stop!” You called, and rushed up to him, but soon all of your emotions were contradicting each other. Lashing out at him wasn’t something you wanted to do, but your brain was speeding through a million scenarios in the blink of an eye. “Why do you even care? You bully me all the time! How is this even different? I figured you’d be happy with how much you seem to hate me.” You winced at your own words, hoping you didn’t take it too far, but you did effectively make him freeze in his rampage of breaking most of the belongings in the living room. 

“Hate you?” He chuckled, before it turned into a cackle that could have come from a villain in a tv series. “Why the fuck do you think I hate you?” The electricity crackled around you, and he turned and stepped closer to you. “If I hated you, I wouldn’t bother spending time with you. I’d probably just kill you.” His grin was wicked, and you had a hard time focusing on his words while that terrifying look was on his face. 

“Y-You just kind of bully me a lot, so…” You mumbled, feeling like you’d upset him. That was the last thing you wanted right now, and his emotions were so unpredictable you never knew what he’d do next. It was a game with him, really. One second he could be beating the shit out of someone a few streets down, cackling wildly, and the next second he’d be sitting on your couch throwing popcorn in his mouth laughing at some bad horror movie. 

He scoffed and raised an eyebrow, but his grin never left his face. “Yeah. I do bully you, but I’m the only one allowed to.” He shrugged, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “If anyone else fucking messes with you, they’re gonna have to deal with me.” He cracked his neck, then his fingers as he stalked closer to you.��

It was a terrifying sight, and you backed away. Beforelong, your back was to the wall and he was towering over you. That grin only seemed to grow as your eyes widened in surprise. He elaborated, but really it only posed more questions. 

“If anyone’s going to break you, it’ll be me. You’re mine to tease, to taunt, to torment, and above all that? To protect. No one fucking messes with what’s mine.” He cackled, and leaned closer until his lips were only centimeters away from yours. “Anyone that hurts you only deserves the worst of what this world has to offer.” He leaned in, closing the distance between your lips. 

You gasped in shock at the sudden kiss, and he wasted no time in deepening it, one hand tangled in your hair as he pulled harshly and the other just barely at the base of your neck. It was nearly a desperate kiss, and you could barely breathe from how long he dragged it on for. Though after several moments of his tongue exploring your mouth, he pulled back. His smile was…still a wicked grin, but there were traces of tenderness in it. Very slight traces, but they were there. 

“Clean yourself up. I’ll be back.” He demanded, his voice sounding far too serious to have come from him. He snapped his fingers to make a display of his exit, before dissipating rapidly into particles and disappearing entirely. 

You pant to catch your breath, and stood there motionless. Did that…really just happen. Your hand trailed up, touching your lips softly to try and process the events that just unfolded. It wasn’t even clear how long you stood there, but a text notification popped up, and you pulled out your phone to see a message that gave you a genuine smile…despite questioning if it should have made you as happy as it did. 

“Sorry I wrecked your shit. Clean up your wounds. I’ll double check when I’m back from dealing with these pieces of shit.”

[carriecarriecatgirl]

head in hands. read on ao3

“It’s not permanent, you know.” Bruce nips out in the silence.

“Oh thank god.” Carrie barks out a laugh and the corner of his mouth quirks up. “Ah didn't wanna say nothin’, yanno. But me an’ th boys was hopin’.”

“It's quite alright, my dear.” He says, and smiles briefly before it fades back into a scowl. “It’ll take about a year for the effects to fully wear off, but even then I’ll still be younger. Around 50 or so.”

“Better than nothin’.” Carrie shrugs. He can hear the toothy grin she shoots him as she says, “No offense, Boss.”

He smirks, and bites back the discomfort that comes as he studies his appearance in the dark screen.

~~~

He doesn't recognize himself in the mirror. Yes, his body hurts less, yes it's easier to get around, but when he caught his reflection in the morning he couldn't tell who he was looking at. It's not something new to him, but the last time this happened was years ago and something in the pit of his stomach clenches at the thought.

He shaves and gets ready for patrol.

It's easier with the cowl on. It always is.

And it's temporary.

~~~

Bruce suppresses his growing unease best he can, (it's temporary, it's temporary.) but it doesn't help much. Nausea drags at his insides every time he sees himself, but not himself. (He remembers this, the sickness and how it faded when he first put on the suit, and the bright flash of joy zipping through his heart as he saw, for the first time, Batman reflected. The memory fades.) He doubles his efforts into his mission, like he always has.

It's temporary.

~~~

Thing is, Carrie’s worried. And that's never a good sign.

She gives him that look of her's that Bruce hates, the one that reminds him of being a dumb kid and suffering under Alfred’s knowing stares. The one that tells him she knows exactly what's wrong.

And how couldn't she? Bruce shies away from her hugs and cuddles and perching on his shoulder. The weight’s wrong. It's all wrong.

It's temporary.

~~~

What unsettles him most is that the scars are gone. All of them, washed off with his age (with his life) in the lazarus pit. Where there was once a mass of mangled scar tissue up his left side (a beauty Killer Croc gave him) is smooth, unblemished skin. The gunshot wound in his gut the Joker put there, gone. Dozens, hundreds of scars from not just the big battles but from all the little scraps he's gotten into over the years, disappeared like they were never there.

Bruce flexes his hands and notices the bones are straight, unbroken. Nausea rises in his stomach.

He watches his little girl, hot and bright and fierce and beautiful, even now half his age, as she pulls on civilian clothes. There's a nasty scar across her right shoulder that travels down her back. Bruce thinks, distantly, that he was there when she got it.

He traces the line of a healed up knife wound that is no longer there.

~~~

It's not long before Carrie gets fed up with his avoidance. After patrol, she takes Bruce by the hand and drags him to the couch announcing that they're watching a movie, “whether you like it or not”. He complies hastily, having been on the brunt of her rage before.

She fixes him tea and herself hot cocoa and puts on The Mark of Zorro. (He regrets ever admitting it was his favourite movie. Carrie has never not used it to her advantage.)

He sits still as she plops herself down and lays in his lap, like usual.

And it...feels almost normal. Something tight in his chest releases and he relaxes with a soft sigh. Carrie shuffles closer and he strokes her cheek, feeling her smile against his hand.

They finish the movie in peace, and, like always, they curl up on the couch together. Some of the batboys come up for cuddles too, and they end up in a pile.

Like always, sleep finds Bruce easy.

~~~

Like always, nightmares find him too.

He wakes with a start, only to find Carrie already up, hugging his arm to her chest. He murmurs something unintelligible, voice hoarse from sleep. She rumbles something back. He smiles, and pulls her close to kiss her head.

It's almost like normal.

Nausea curls in his stomach but he pushes it down, holding Carrie tight.

He's shaking.

“It's okay, Boss. I'm here.��� She whispers. “It's gonna be alright.”

They lay there awhile, the rise and fall of Carrie's chest as soothing as the boys’ soft snores.

Eventually, she murmurs, “Boss, you're still you. You're still Batman.” She squeezes his hand. “You're still the best goddamn man I ever met. Nothing can change that.”

The nausea in his stomach eases slightly, and he shuts his eyes as Carrie says, “And you're still my dad.”

Bruce lets out a breath and drifts back asleep in the presence of people who will love him no matter what.

~~~

In the morning, he finds in his reflection little crow's feet around his eyes and fine lines around his mouth. It's faint, but a streak of silver in his black hair.

When he sees Carrie when she's home from school, he gives her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. She laughs when he squeezes tight and won't let go.

Later, down in the cave as they're getting ready for patrol, she perches on his shoulder as she reads out the latest case file.

A bright flash of joy zips through his heart as he studies his appearance in the dark screens.

For the first time in weeks, Bruce finds himself...at peace. He smiles to himself.

It's only temporary.

[sweet-william-writes]

For the ask game! 🖍 ♻ 🤔 ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

🖍 Post any sentence from your wip-

Okay I've got SO MANY wips rn lemme see which has the juiciest option...

Lol okay Imma give yall more than a sentence cuz that just seems fair-

“Have I ever told you… that you have a pretty mouth.”

“Um… no.”

“You do. Have a really pretty mouth.” Kim said, reaching up and pressing his thumb to Porchay’s bottom lip, pressing down on where it was full and plump. "Pretty mouth that makes too many pretty noises…” He slurred, almost like he didn't know he was saying it out loud enough to put in the effort to enunciate.

“K-Kim?” Porchay stammered, the movement of his words making Kim’s thumb slip forward until it was almost touching his tongue.

“Pretty…” Kim couldn’t help repeating, pushing it the rest of the way forward, groaning when Porchay’s tongue flinched back for a second before instinct seemed to take over and he licked at the digit, a moment later taking it even further and closing his lips around it and giving it a shy suck.

ANYWHO ENJOY THAT WITH ZERO CONTEXT

♻ A scrapped idea for your current wip-

There was a more messy version of events planned originally for I Just Want To Stay Here, where instead of Chay catching Kim on the phone with Chan, he was able to keep the mafia stuff a secret longer and started to kinda have a crisis about what to do cuz he couldn't just keep being a creep and hanging around a teenager's house "taking advantage" of him indefinitely, he either needed to stop lying and come up with a more permanent solution for Chay's safety or lie more and break things off AND find a permanent solution he could keep secret. His emotional messiness is visible to Chay who also gets angsty cuz he draws all the wrong conclusions why Kim is being weird.

With this set up when the truth came out and they ended up at the compound, Kim was going to be a lot angstier and emotionally unstable, especially cuz he hates being at the compound and feels super guilty for dragging Chay into Theerapanyakul Mess, so he shuts down emotionally and Chay is caught between angsting for his own copious reasons and wondering why Kim is so different now that they are around his family and not at his house. Does he not want something real and out in the open, did he only want Chay when it was a secret? Is he ASHAMED of Chay?

It was going to be super fun to torture both of them way more, but by the time I got to this part of the plot, honestly it just didn't fit anymore, they were way too bonded and in love, not to mention had learned to communicate and open up to each other too well for this to work. Plus the reveal I came up with was just, mwah too perfect.

🤔 What's a story you'd love to write but haven’t even started yet-

Apologies this answer got SO long lol I have made ALL these answers WAY TOO LONG

Oh god SO MANY to pick from, I have a ridiculous amount of fic ideas sitting in various google docs or notes on my phone that I have no idea when or if I'll ever get to them. I guess the first one that comes to mind is the sequel/prequel to Where You Fell. I technically have started it in the sense it has a tentative name (These Days You Tend To Lie) and some ideas I've already had, but I've never actually tried to Start it yanno?

I have only a Very rough idea of the plot and also whose pov it would be in, an important choice since the changing povs that never switched to wwx was one of the best parts of wyf in my opinion, but I'd been playing with ideas for a prequel way before I even finished wyf.

It would be set years in the past and be about Jin Guangyao and the story of how 3zun got together, with interspersed flashbacks to all their childhoods like wyf has AND flashforwards to events after wyf like an almost-sequel-epilogue kind of thing. It would be a great way to explore jgy and nhs more which I Really wanted to do (and honestly the mostly unfair hate they got in comments on wyf just made me want to do it even more) AND (yes I'm officially rambling now lol) I could show how chengsang's relationship healed after wyf.

Plus honestly I've always been dying to write a 3zun fic but no other idea I've ever had seems good enough. It would be a HUGE project so idk if I ever will, but it is there, sitting in my backpocket, Waiting

(If anyone wants any details feel free to message me and I totally will ramble more about this lol)

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[my-unorthodox-life]

i wish i knew like anything about how to decode anon messages just cause i want to know who has the time to send me these messages on my mental health blog. or even if just having someone to bitch to about the fact that im getting them, it's not anything hitting close to my struggles but just the same hyper violent antisemitism you expect. i know i could talk about it with friends from temple but i don't like talking about bummer stuff there, it's my happy place, and all my goyish friends just are shocked that nazis still exist (i know unfortunately i am the token jew, i promise they're all chill just uninformed)

gonna put the screenshots under the cut cause like some of them are vile, but it's a very weird feeling to get this much hate out if the blue. i feel guilty that the asks aren't hurting my feelings but just making me uncomfortable, nothing being said genuinely has me like in tears and it's not even on this blog where i kind of expect that sort of hate yanno, so i just kinda feel like im being yelled at from a car window

any advice?

[lesbianralzarek]

not putting this in the tag because i KNOW its meta-bitching but i do hate people treating the wyll ravengard tag like its a discourse tag and not, yanno, an actual character tag. "its so fucked up how larian made their black character so much more boring than the rest!" is character hate and the average person scrolling his tag is trying to explode you with their mind. he does have fans, you know that, right?

[badsithnocookie]

anyway unrelated but like

one of the things i really like about how swtor have implemented their dynamic events is that. the 'progress bar' per event is unique to your character, rather than shared, and the fate/event run for the whole time (usually thirty minutes?). like one hting i hate about fate farming in xiv is that for ones like 'kill x monsters' or 'collect x items' is that the bar is shared between all participants, and when its filled, the fate ends regardless of how long its been up, the upshot of which is that despite mob ownership not really being a Thing in xiv, for a popular/busy zone (such as new expansion zones, active exploration zones) if you're not in a party and or not at the fate as soon as it pops the chances of you getting a decent rank is. low to nonexistent

swtor just avoids that by having its events be (say) kill x monsters or collect x items and it's a fairly low number but. it's your personal number. yes you're still having to wait around for monster/item respawns if there's a few people around but like. you're never getting put in a situation where the fate can be completed immediately by a party of content locusts, yanno?

[javaghoul]

Uuuuh idk I guess off of that, when people relate to him because he's "hard" or "tough" or "cool" I always feel really. Weird.

I know a lot of people relate to him because he's severely traumatized and still pushing through. A lot of people want to be glorified like he does. That's fine - that's their prerogative. But I can't see you as cool or even edgy if you relate to him, yanno? He gets reduced to his aesthetics a lot and while I understand the ghoul perception of him (which is similar to some of these peoples'), we as an audience get to see him much deeper than that. Focusing only on the things he's doing that Look Cool and not breaking them down or comparing them to him as a character is always such a loss to me. I feel like a lot of the people I meet - esp IRL - that like TG often don't understand it, they just think Kaneki is cool and tragic, and THEY wanna be cool and tragic, yanno?

It's their business - idc what kind of person u are or u project urself to be. I'm more mourning the characterization of Kaneki himself as I watch it get twisted into this super cool super powered edgelord who's ONLY cold and detached now. A coldblooded killer who doesn't care about anything. A lone wolf.

No... No no no. It's cool you see yourself that way but you're SO missing the point with him. Projecting that onto him is doing this pansy such a disservice 😭 If you met him in person you'd hate him, you'd think he's a whiny bitch (cuz he is lowkey)

- Same anon as last time. 👽

yay hi again Alien Anon 👽

I haven't met anyone in real life who feel that they hugely relate to any of the Kanekis' (or spoken to anyone online who do), so I can't really agree or disagree with what you've said. I can believe it happening though. I have noticed that Kaneki will get thrown in with lots of other anime characters that fit into the aesthetics as you called it, when he seems like the outlier of said group (possibly because I'm more familiar with his story idk). When Kaneki is mentioned outside the TG fandom, it's a very specific evolution of him that is talked about: Post-aogiri, pre-interacting with touka again kaneki, with no mention of his background, who he was, and who he becomes.

How do you feel about him being compared to Ayato?

I've always seen Kaneki as a vehicle for the real story of Tokyo Ghoul rather than it being HIS story. He isn't a character that I think I'd get along with in real life despite having things in common with him (being orphaned, let down by family etc) and I can't imagine a much younger me ever relating/idolising him in any sort of way as -like you said- he's kinda whiny, silly, and pathetic at times.

I mean, he gets there in the end, but he takes several country miles in getting there.

This is me reaching, but maybe people like to relate to him because they like the turning point where Kaneki stops giving a shit and starts getting fighty about it. He's spent his life getting treated like crap, then he has the enough is enough moment and takes it out on the world. I think there's people that daydream about being able to do that. Could it be a bit of wish fulfillment?

You put things more eloquently than I did, so I don't think I contributed anything, but thanks for writing this! I feel that Kaneki is an off-limits character to criticize so it's refreshing when someone expresses a different opinion on him.

Oh and to add, you said people perceive him as tough: I've never seen him as tough lol, survivor definitely. But then my definition of "tough" is having shit things happen to you and not allowing it to completely change you/your life (for the worst) if that makes sense, so that's a personal thing