#i am crying as i write this

[raccoon-in-a-hoodie]

just watched nimona

[kriz-smthn]

[inkskinned]

i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.

"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.

my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.

i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."

"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."

"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."

[joeyzarthouse]

Pov: you live rent free in my head and won’t get out. Please get out. Why is this happening. Please pat my mind is a slave to you. No- NO! NOT THE BUTTER KNIFE NOOOOO!—

[yuutaguro]

see you in kuantan ✌️🏝️

[imsiriuslyreading]

being a POC in the Marauders/HP fandom is really interesting to me because it seems and feels like a really predominantly white space, which, hey, nothing new! and that does come with some challenges. for the most part, they're fairly under the radar.

it's things like being able to count the POC in a discord server on one hand, even though there's 100+ people in the community.

it's people not taking into account racial dynamics whether that be in a fic, or in a tiktok, tumblr, whatever. there are innate power imbalances in our society (regardless of what country you live in) and to assume because this fandom is a largely open, liberal and leftist space, that they don't carry over to fandom, is exceptionally naive. buuuuut, we live and learn, so people can and should be given a certain amount of grace. but what is unforgivable is to have them pointed out to you and for you to dismiss, ignore or belittle them. Not only that, but you as a white person, do not get to be the forgiving voice to another white person when they make one of these mistakes. please please please respect and understand that.

there's also (and i'm sorry if this is controversial and frankly it makes me really nervous to even write this), a trend of assigning ethnicities, cultures and races to characters in stories without having a proper understanding of them, or having a particular reason for doing so. I'm never going to sit here and say "you as a white person shouldn't write about ____ race!", because I don't believe that. but what I would really, really love to see, is for white creators and writers to ask themselves some questions beforehand:

what does the race of this character add to the story outside of me chasing clout with a particular group of people/is it necessary for me to be writing the lived experience of a culture/ethnicity I've never taken the time to learn about?

if so, why?

am i the right person to be doing this?

are my actions outside of my writing towards these POC reflective of this?

i also think it's really important to remember that unconscious bias is a thing, and it's really easy for us to spot in your writing if it isn't something you've addressed. Not only that, but even if you write the most well-researched POC in your fic, even if you're sharing posts about Lebanon and Palestine, none of that matters if your actions when interacting with us show us that you are indifferent to the power dynamics at play with you being a white person, often with a large audience, in this space. virtue signalling is spectacularly unhelpful if you're writing checks your ass can't cash.

that being said, I think throwing 'racist' around as a term at people who make mistakes is really unhelpful. because every situation has context and nuance, and dogpiling never helps anybody. there are opportunities for learning, developing and understanding here. but please remember, if a POC tells you something is upsetting, harmful or offensive - even if other POC haven't said that to you - it's not your place as a white person to dismiss that.

anyway, hope that helps, love u very much xo

[crystalflygeo]

Kinktober Day 4 - Humping (an object) ft Neuvillette (Genshin Impact)

I wrote this in a horny haze, I wasn't myself don't loOK AT ME DON'T PERCEIVE ME BYE. (You, I blame you, you know who you are //aff)

Short puffs of breath come out of your parted lips. 

Your hands claw at his robes, his spats. There was something incredibly erotic about being fully naked, on your knees, staring up like a little eager pet at the Chief Justice of Fontaine, pristine as ever wearing his full regalia.

Even kinkier that you were in his office at Palais Mermonia. 

Oh, but that wasn’t the extent of your depravity…

You bite your lip to muffle the soft little whines that threaten to burst, hips moving back and forth, twitching, keeping a staccato rhythm as you rub your pussy on his polished black cane. Trying to get the angle just right to stimulate your needy clit. 

“Mmmm…. ah…”

Neuvillette wasn’t very sure of the appeal at first but now as he looms over you, he understands. His throat dry, jaw tight with a closed expression, yet his eyes burn with a fierce intensity, his desire barely hanging on a thread.

He catches the scent and then the sight of your slick glistening along the length of his cane and almost growls, a soft rumble on his chest. His grip tightening on the object’s handle.

You close your eyes and toss your head back, back arching.

“F-ffuck…”

“Language, dear.” He says before he can even think. His voice is deep and hoarse. 

Neuvillette tilts the cane slightly to tease your folds with the tip of it and you stutter and moan, eyes widening. “Y-yes sir…” You blurt out.

He narrows his eyes. That gone already? “Enjoying yourself, my nymph?” 

You nod, rutting frantically against the sleek object. “Yes, yes… always… wanted to do this.” Your thoughts are fuzzy, head swimming in pleasure.

He tsks. “How indecent.” 

You whine.

It goes on for a little while, your legs starting to get sore, your hips tiring and yet you’re more worked up than ever, all hot and bothered, shivering and frustrated.  

“Sir… please…” You pant.

“Hm? What is it?” He sees you stop, chest rising and falling with rapid breath, your perky nipples tantalizing.

“Please… fuck me. I need you inside me.” 

“Tired of your little indulgence already? You got yourself in this predicament.”

Oh he wants to see you beg. 

“Please, please please please, ruin me, fill me up… I need you.” 

he raises the end of the cane up closer to him, the scent of your arousal intoxicating. He runs a gloved finger along the shiny surface, gathering some of your juices, and licks at it, you whimper and squirm. “Such a waste… very well, then” Neuvillette dismisses the item with a wave of his hand, it disappears in a rain of sparkles. “Bend over my desk.” 

[coffeebanana]

there will never ever ever ever ever ever ever EVER be enough hurt/comfort fics. just so you know

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[elsecrytt]

Satoru Gojo goes to the same cafe every day for his coffee-flavored confectionary beverage. You are the barista tasked with pumping his drink with the unreasonable assortment of syrup squeezes.

You don't blink at it. You've been in customer service forever. Everything is second nature to you. But you give him a look when you hand him a drink and he just starts going.

He likes to make small chat, you learn. About meaningless things - desserts, drinks, the weather - but he makes you laugh, and he laughs at your jokes, too. He's smiling every time you talk.

He's beautiful - in that way that makes you uncertain if he's really there - and friendly, and he seems a bit lonely, eager to converse.

Something tells you Satoru probably doesn't have a lot of close friends. He's rich, too, judging by the massive tips he leaves you.

The thing is, you do a lot of things on autopilot. It's just the way these things get after a while. Pouring drinks, "What would you like today?", "I'll have that out for you soon!", "Have a nice day!", all that stuff.

Sometimes, though. Sometimes. Wires get crossed.

He's picked up his drink to leave, giving you a cheeky smile and a little wave, and you tell him, without thinking twice:

"Love you, bye!"

Oh. Oh fucking hell -

"Love you too!"

[chalkrub]

so i remembered daily comic day this year and i am paying for it

[daphnalia]

and they were galpals

[purpleelephantsocks]

Oh god, oh fuck, oh no; the parallels between Jean at the beginning of tsc panicking and telling Wymack "I want to go home" and Jean at the end of tsc falling apart after finding out his baby sister has died, telling Neil the same thing.

"I want to go home."

He is only nineteen

[mannequinreligi0n]

i literally will die on the hill that vergil is just as big of a flirt as dante. like we’ve seen that vergil inherently is soooo unserious - he loves to taunt dante and play stupid little games for his own amusement. obviously, his flirting would not be as direct as dante’s flirting would be, but vergil would totally think bullying is flirting or try to get the one-up on someone just to watch them try to best him.

it also makes a lot of sense if you add the context of v. v is literally vergil’s human side, and i think the fandom forgets that v’s personality IS vergil’s personality. he’s poetic and thoughtful, but he also loves to challenge people mentally and say cryptic bullshit just to get a reaction out of people. in terms of flirting, vergil wouldn’t see ruffling your feathers as trying to aggravate or belittle you, but as a way to challenge whomever he’s pursuing. he loves to push buttons and part of the fun is seeing how much someone can take and to what lengths they’ll go to “fight” back. it’s very methodical and sly, but it’s whore behavior nonetheless.

i personally headcanon the twins as libras anyways for a multitude of reasons (mainly because they are PETTYYYYYY (and fruity)), but libras are ruled by venus, meaning they are MASSIVE flirts. even if there’s no endgame, even if it’s just to pass time, libras will smile and try to charm anyone under their little spell. they crave validation and admiration, and have no qualms using flattery to get it. granted, we’ve hardly, if ever, seen vergil outside of the context of battle or dante, so it is hard to say exactly how he is. but again, given v’s personality, the way he talks and carries himself, it’s safe to assume that vergil would mimic that.

tldr - vergil is a flirtatious whore that loves to get on people’s nerves just to get a reaction out of them.

[imsofreakingtired]

literally me rn with this monstrosity of a fic i started just to get to this moment:

... I don't know if i can make it guys 🥲

[midwesthoughts]

I love how the director flimed little naunces of these looks of Paik Seon, like he genuinely gets effected by the way Heejoo directs her gaze, he doesn't wanna miss out on her little expressions and that's because he YEARNED to listen to the sound of her voice, because in THE WORLD OF CHAOS SHE WAS WAS HIS SAFE HOUSE.

Even sharing the podium was too precious for him that the minute he finished his speech... he immediately turned his whole body to see HER

her smile, her contentment, her joy...

Even from the childhood Hejoo was/is/will always be his lighthouse, the shining star in dark night, the sudden of oxygen to a near death person, the one and only saviour.

and all these "look up glances" are infact evidence that he made himself just a mere content in Heejoo's whole book. Her impact is infact larger than his life itself.

and that's why his line " If one day Paik Seon disappears from this world or leaves this title, just know that the Paik Seon I wanna leave behind is the one that ONLY BELONGS TO HEEJOO.