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fruitpeels · 1 year ago
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Had breakfast with my folks the other day
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nooby-banana · 2 years ago
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tossawary · 3 months ago
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This is petty fandom salt, BUT... I've been chewing on this phenomenon that I've been calling "Fandom's Darling". It is related to things like "Author's Darling" and "Mary Sue / Gary Stu" and "Protagonist Halo" and all that jazz, where one character gains a peculiar narrative weight in a story.
"Author's Darling" is when a writer has a favorite character, and the world and all other characters sort of get... warped to put the Darling in the spotlight. It's most noticeable in TV shows with multiple writers, when a character you personally like suddenly has their previous characterization destroyed to make another character look good somehow. Every other character might become weirdly incompetent. The Darling's feelings are treated as The Most Important Feelings in any given situation. The logic of the fictional world seems broken past suspension of disbelief in order to validate this one character's beliefs or skillset or some other fantasy. And so on.
"Fandom's Darling" is what I've been calling the pattern where a fandom essentially crowns a New Protagonist for their fanfiction stories (it's often a side character rather than the original protagonist, but it can also happen to protagonists). This character becomes the self-insert for all sorts of indulgent fantasies, gaining special powers or backstories, and/or becoming the focus of extreme whump, and/or hooking up with all the various hotties, starring in all sorts of tropey AUs, and so on. They're not always an obvious Mary Sue version of themselves, but the character's original personality and interpersonal relationships tend to get warped or dropped completely, and other characters tend to become a little flat around them. I call it "Fandom's Darling" because it's not just one self-indulgent fantasy fic (you do you! Have fun!) with characterization choices that I don't vibe with (I have neither the time nor the desire nor the authority to police anything, I am just venting), but rather a prolific mini-fandom of sorts revolving around this empty doll / fanon version of the chosen vessel character, so it becomes a little unavoidable.
I am salty about this (mildly frustrated) (imagine a soft sigh of disappointment before I just go do something else) because you are FUCKED if you actually liked the canonical version of this character and their interpersonal relationships. It's almost worse than liking an obscure character that no one cares about. There's about a thousand fics starring your fave, but maybe only about a dozen of them are actually rooted in any kind of recognisable canon.
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zaahvi · 7 months ago
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GLORY TO THE RISEN GODS
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juunipupu · 7 months ago
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Get yourself together, praedor
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may12324 · 4 months ago
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Juniper and Earwig (f/f)
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verflares · 10 months ago
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(click for higher quality!) draconified link concept ive been chipping away at this past week ..... here's my funny little compendium concept for him:
"A heroic spirit has taken the form of this bestial dragon. Unlike it's kin, this creature exhibits an extremely aggressive disposition. It appears highly territorial, and will relentlessly chase down those who disturb its skywide patrols - of which it seems to be endlessly searching for either a long-time vassal or foe. Unfortunately, it seems the spirit within has long since forgotten exactly who it was looking for…"
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woaaahh-itz-caam · 17 days ago
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here have a thing bcuz it’s xmas or smth!! :3
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hinamie · 3 months ago
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a tribute to celebrate the finale of the manga that has meant so much to me these past few years
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wonallofme · 1 month ago
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let it out, loser!
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tw and tags: boxer!jungwon x fem!reader, smut, no condom, penetration, creampie, squirt, heavy dubcon, no plot just porn, the sex is nasty af, a little of blood (biting lips and fight wounds), allusion to past noncon, insanity from both of them. word count: 1.7k note: hi! i haven't written anything in a long time and just wanted to do something short. this is my first (official) enhypen piece, hope someone here likes it. if you know me from my other blog, you just know the sex i write is not the most sane one. again, this is pure fiction! Please be careful about the tags you wish to block.
credits for the divider: @bernardsbendystraws (link)
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The sound of his keys being thrown to the table in your kitchen shouldn’t be that hot. The sound of his bag hitting your floor with fury shouldn’t make your panties get wet. Even more, the sound of his heart beating inside his chest so fast shouldn’t make you excited for what was about to come.
Knowing too well how he, his breath, his steps, his things, sounded when he was angry after a loss, shouldn’t turn you on.
One, two, three, four. You counted the steps he took.
Usually, if he walked around the room, he would be searching for condoms. He didn’t walk that much, so you immediately knew, he would be harder that night.
After all, he needed to let everything out to be himself the next day.
‘’I know you’re awake,’’ he said, making you open your eyes to not pretend anymore.
He didn’t try to be gentle.
His face was a mess, even in the darkness of the night, with the little to almost no light that trespassed your curtains, you could see a faint purple color on his cheek, and a bright fresh red on his lip. Both meant he would leave you hurting too.
You didn’t have to ask what he wanted from you.
You ruffled in your sheets.
You moved them so he could accommodate himself between your legs, and rubbing your eyes from the recent nap you had, you simply let him take your pajama shorts off.
It was better when you didn’t interrupt him.
You don’t hate this version of him. You know that, when the morning comes, he’ll be your nice boyfriend again. He’ll make breakfast and won’t talk at all about the night or his fight. He’ll let you clean his wounds, he’ll give you a silent soft kiss after walking you to class, and then he’ll go to the gym to keep training.
He made it hurt those nights, but he never made it hurt in your daily life.
Jungwon is the kind of boyfriend that makes sure you’re always comfortable while having sex. He leaves soft pecks on your cheek while fingering you, and he asks if you’re okay when he puts it in. He’s so tender, sometimes, you’re the one afraid of hurting him.
So, these times, when he doesn’t ask how you feel, and he just takes, you try to understand him.
A whimper came out of your mouth, totally involuntarily, when you felt his spit touching your entrance.
He was over you, between your legs, forcing them open with his own amplitude, staring at your entrance and how his saliva mixed with your wetness.
For these occasions, that little help was more than enough for you. He almost laughed. A smirk appeared on his mouth, and he let a curse out. Were you happy he was a mess? Was he really that pathetic? Why were you always so excited when he arrived from losing a match?
‘’You’re lucky I’m this kind, crazy bitch.’’
Pressing his tip on your wet clit, he exhaled loudly, looking defeated, before moving it down between your lips, smearing his spit along. He didn’t look at your eyes in this mode. He didn’t dare to look at your face. He concentrated on what he wanted from you, and you tried to find what parts of him were wounded so you could make a list of things you might need.
Ointment, bandages, cold pads, maybe you would have to cook him something nice too. Did you have apples left?
You couldn’t continue thinking when he slid in.
The burning made you leave a hurt sound out. You whimpered again, because of the pain, and hissed when he pulled out.
He didn’t ask you anything. He didn’t kiss your lips to ease it up or apologise in your ear before stopping altogether. You could see his mind thinking of something, and you wanted to suggest him, maybe he could give you more of it? As if reading your mind, he spat on his hand, a long line of drool finding his cock, and some of it spilling on your pussy on the way.
Your legs trembled with the sensation, somehow feeling a rush in your entire body. You wanted it so bad, this side of him, that when he wrapped the back of your thighs to oblige it all the way to your breast, you cried.
Not because of the sudden movement, or because of how challenging the position was, but because you knew he wanted you to feel it all.
And, when he wanted that, you would really feel it all.
‘’Fu-fuck,’’ you moaned when he bullied his way inside again.
Immediately after talking, you bit your lips.
He didn’t like it when you talked. Whether it was to complain or praise him, he didn’t care. He needed you to not talk or make him think or look at your face. He needed you to be, if possible, dead silent to only concentrate on his own thoughts.
Of course, that was almost impossible, so he would press a hand on your mouth if you didn’t behave, and in the worst cases, to mute you, he would press your face down.
Whimpers were acceptable. Broken moans, bearable. But words? No, never.
You wanted to apologize but it wasn’t the right answer, you knew it too well. You know him too well. Or so, you wanted to believe.
He pushed your legs further, slamming inside, pushing the air out of your lungs.
It continued hurting, but you couldn’t care less.
The awareness of him being there, the sound of his breathing, his hisses, the groans, you wanted it all.
A wet echo filled the room with the force he used to fuck you and your wet pussy taking him. Your walls moved to accommodate him, to welcome him with much enthusiasm, just like your hands pulling your legs closer to make it more comfortable for him.
He wasn’t wearing a condom, and just the memory of his cum all inside you made you tighten around him.
Inside your mind, you repeated give it to me, please, because your mouth wasn’t allowed to do it. It felt way too good. The first time, it made you deeply uncomfortable to feel it inside. You felt dirty, disgusting, and you couldn’t believe it had happened. Now, you couldn’t find the words to ask for it again.
You could only hope he lost.
‘’Fuck, why can’t I…? Fuck!’’
His torso raised, his hips aligned at a better angle, and he thrusted harder.
Your teeth were sinking on your lower lip, brows furrowing and eyes closing to not show him how much you were enjoying it. Probably, it was useless to even try to hide it.
Your shirt was sticking to your torso because of the sweat. Yours, his. Fuck, you heard him curse. The lower front wet spot, in no way, was from just sweat.
The spasms were arriving. You felt your abdomen get tighter, and you tried to calculate how much time had passed. It hasn’t been long enough, you concluded. You couldn’t cum, you had to hold it in, for him, because it couldn’t end so fast. For him, that short time was not enough. It couldn’t be enough.
He needed you to hold it. He needed it. He.
You cried. This time, a few tears escaped. You turned your face to the side, and a salty flavor on your tongue distracted you.
You only noticed you bit yourself so hard your lips were bleeding when you felt more of the metallic taste invading you.
Out of the ordinary, he leaned to inspect your face. His hand tactlessly gripped your chin and forced you to face him, and when he saw the drops of blood flooding your delicate lip, under your teeth, he gulped.
‘’You’re such a mess too.’’
His mouth found yours in a second, obliging you to leave your poor lip free. He, first, just grazed them, doubting to do such a soft act with you, before crashing your wound with his.
The kiss, just like the sex, was not delicate at all.
The sting in your lips was not a sensation you were familiar with. His lips were always soft with you, at least until that moment. At much, they would be lustful, making out with you for long periods of time, but never brute.
His fingers stabbed your jaw, and his tongue prodded out.
You couldn’t breathe properly, overwhelmed with his strength, so you opened your lips to inhale some air, an act he took advantage of by barging his tongue into your mouth.
You had no way of using your brain at that moment. His tongue inside your mouth stealing your little air, his entire weight sinking you to the bed, his shoulders maintaining your legs up and against your chest, his cock balls deep inside you. It was all too much. Your head was too dizzy to remember exactly at what point you had your orgasm.
You remember your legs shaking, and an embarrassing loud cry muffled with his mouth against yours.
Also, you remember the broken moan he left out, and his hips reassuming a brutal pace that makes you roll your eyes with the mere memory. His long cock had hit a spot that made you lose yourself, and your pussy, so sensitive with how he had continued using you, had the most intense orgasm you ever had.
The clean gush finished wetting the front of your shirt, splashing his abdomen and making a pod slide down onto the bedsheets. Sadly, he didn’t care that you were trembling and bawling because of it. He plunged back inside, biting your cries and mixing both bloods while trying to find his own orgasm.
He left it out all inside you.
When you felt his warm cum invading you, you passed out.
After that, all is black. You try to move your body, finding it uncomfortable and painful. Still, you turn your head, finding your boyfriend’s naked back beside you. From the way his breath is calm now that he’s sleeping, you deduce he’s back to normal after finding his release.
Your shirt is different, clean, and the bed sheets are blue instead of white, so you know it’s not the same set from the night before.
At the sensation of his cum leaking out of you, you wonder if changing your clothes and sheets was the only thing he did to you while you were unconscious.
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Carry me home
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dailyhatsune · 4 months ago
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im going around tumblr saying what I think people's artstyle tastes like
yours tastes like when you eat a bag of Skittles all at once i love it
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in all seriousness, though, i’m positively fascinated by that description, thank you very much
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favoure · 1 year ago
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"do the opposite of what people tell you to do"
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ochiody · 4 months ago
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timedive concepts so far
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afterartist · 8 months ago
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IVE DONE IT!! (not exactly sure what it is in this situation but it sure is done)
Rumble n Frenzy would bully screamer any chance they get
Soundwave on the other hand needs payed vacation because that man has to put up with so much crap
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tawnysoup · 5 months ago
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Sifloop sketchpage commission for @minhmynchi featuring their human Loop design 💖💞💖💞💖 I had a lot of fun with this one, puzzle piecing together their cute little interactions! Yay yay yippee!!!
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