#i don't want to but i shud try

[alexythimya]

Fun that when I was like let's just drop it they texted back w the same kind of thing that had upset me in the first place

[princemick]

TUMBLR F1BLR RULES!!!

hi, hello and welcome, we've seen what's been happening to twitter and we welcome you to our little corner.

there are however some things that differ from Twitter to Tumblr and so we have some different rules and behaviour then you might be used to!! I'm gonna try to explain them to you in this post! everything is below the tab!

reblog reblog reblog!!! likes do absolutely nothing, and your blog 'aestetic' in reblogs doesn't really matter unless you're a specific aesthetic blog, reblog are the way people see the content. likes are private! so remember to reblog the stuff you see and like!

DO NOT STEAL GIFS/GRAPHICS I WILL COME AFTER YOU!!! always ask if you can use a gif an then ALWAYS CREDIT properly

shipping is, prevalent. shipping even rpf is ingrained into tumblrs culture on every side of it if you dont like it thats a you thing, you can 'blacklist' tags so just add 'rpf' or the shipnames to them and you should be good!

continuing with that idea, curate your own experience is the most important thing on this site, blocking and blacklisting is normal and very much allowed and welcomed. almost no one is going to change how they do or act around here for one person, just unfollow or blacklist.

but do NOT put long posts or x reader fics, anything in the main tag without putting it under a 'read more' tab people will get annoyed by you

followers dont matter!!! no one CARESSS about basically anything this site is wonderfully anonymous and we can't see how many followers anyone has so genuinely no one gives a shit do whatever you want

remember to trigger tag and unlike twitter spell it out completely! so when a crash happens or is talked about make sure to tag it 'tw crash' even with reblogs!! also remember to tag when you're being negative about a driver as 'anti *insert first name*' never do full name then it will show up in their tags which defeats the purpose of anti tagging.

adding to that, use tags! they're one of the best tumblr features its free to be overenthusiastic and excited in the tags BUT the blog you can reblog it from AND the op can also read those tags so keep that in mind!!

be nice! this shud be a given, be nice, let people do their thing and vibe, just support people and block when u you dont vibe with them! when you do wanna send hate asks do it off anon, dont be shy do it on main

and things arnt 'weird' in the same way they are on twitter, this place has no drivers and no public figures so shame is a lot less existent here, you have to get used to that

and lastly as quoted by my anon 'Don't be afraid to be funny or weird be thirsty on main ship the middle aged man no one cares.'

and most of all. HAVE FUN!!! dont be scared to ask people how things work most of us are very okay with answering 'dumb' questions a lot of us have been here for about a decade we know its a confusing platform please ask away!

[not-goldy]

He broke up with Jennie cause he realized Jimin is the one he wants to be more then Friends with. DUH!

Lets see.

(1) Siren

(2) Red String

(3) Friendship that becomes Eternal

(4) Apple/Forbidden Fruit

So basically.

(1) Jimin? Everyone calls Jimin a siren, Tae even said Jimin reminded him of a mermaid & Tae himself has said many times Jimin is desirable and alluring and also Desire is written with a red string.

(2) Vmin wore matching red string bracelets.

(3) Vmin Soulmates/Them singing in Friends Part 1 about it being for eternity.

(4) Tae saying Jimin's eyes were Temptation (Forbidden fruit) during Blood Sweat and Tears video or when Tae was asked what he'd do in his non idol life and he said he'd be an apple seller and told Jimin to come and do it with him. Take your pick.

Anyways its all jokes & wild funny theories so don't take any of it too seriously. Seems Vmin shippers are winning over Taennie shippers right now. Come on Taennie's step it up. I also love how bored everyone is and spouting out off the wall shit. And how one group of shippers can't connect shit to their ship no matter how hard they try. Whomp Whomp sorry Tkk, better luck next time. You have to sit this one out AGAIN like every other time. I know they seething cause they never been able to connect a Tae song to JK. lol

Anyways, As a Jikooker I'm good, cause Jikook together right now. I'm just enjoying the conspiracy party.

Here's where I splash water on his and your face to get a grip

JIMIN IS MARRRRRRRIIIIIIIIEEEDDDDDTTTTTT

Baby boy move on.

Don't support Jennie for you but at least that's moving on. Power to you😩

Yall shouldn't stress me and Jungkook out like this🥲

If he were here he'd explain to yall how Vmin are friends Frensh ppl frensh 🤧

Ooooooohhh thank God I thought you were serious there for a sec🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Interesting analysis A for effort I like it

Vminers it's our time to shine 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

Go crazy with the theories 🤭

Personally want him to put out a song to tie everything in neatly regarding his friendship with Jimin with all the enmeshment and roller-coaster emotions involved. Would be nice to bring it all to a climax no? Just a nice letting go kinda song.

Who knows, perhaps it started out as friendship then he'd entertained the possibility of it being more, then he'd moved on as he matured and came to love and understand himself better. Now he's healed found love somewhere else and would always have a special place in his heart reserved for his best friend.

That's a song I'll definitely cry to🤭

But honey it's 2024 we not doing that same old unrequited love story no more free me Tae😭😭😭😭

Also I'm here for the chaos🤣

Jimin explaining to death how Tae is crazy and Jungkook cussing him out all the way from camp🤣

Aaah I miss this drama

I feel alive again

Thanks Anon🤭

NB: like Anon said no one shud take any of this seriously. We are just delulus doing our delulu things

Off to read some vmin fics🙂

[gutsncore]

"Oh, bun bun. You look so delightful."

You look at him, as he looks at himself in the mirror at his brand new pastel pink skirt. He glances at it, a blush forming across his cheeks.

"Y-you really like it?" He stammers, turning to face you.

There are no words needed, as you step forward and place your hands on his hips and plant a kiss to his forehead. He sighs in content. "You really don't think I look stupid?" He asks. He's fumbling with his fingers, self-doubt beginning to crawl into his stomach.

He never sees how beautiful he is.

An idea flickers into your mind. From now on, if words won't reach him... you'll try something else.

You pull him closer, a gasp emitting from his lips. You can feel the pulse in his chest racing, and you trail a hand down to his ass, squeezing. A small yelp. You smile.

"W-what are you doing?" He squeals, as you lean down to place a kiss on his lips. He places two hands on your chest as you push him toward you, kneading the skin under the mini-skirt. You two had only been dating for a number of weeks. But from day one, there'd been continuous flirting. Even now, your boyfriend had remembered that you'd once said you wouldn't mind trying out something like this, seeing such cute little outfits on his body - and you'd returned home from work to find him trying out all sorts of skirts, fishnets... crop tops...

Your lips trail down his neck, a gasp in your ear. "B-but... But I-"

You nibble on his neck slowly, your hard-on getting present through your jeans. You pull him closer, making him realise your predicament. Your crotches touch each other, and he covers his mouth in realisation.

"You know how beautiful I find you yet, pup?" You whisper. His knees shake a little as you growl lightly into his ear. You walk forward, pushing him backward until he falls onto the bed. He doesn't protest - secretly, he's been waiting for this all along.

You open his legs, tongue trailing down the side of his thigh, teeth biting occasionally, earning small whimpers from the man on the bed. Your lips kept trailing up, teeth biting right at the top of his thigh, not quite reaching the spot that had now become very very hard. You smirk at the revelation. A hand came to grasp your hair lightly, pulling you up.

You look into his eyes and blushing face and almost feel your heart skipping a beat. "P-please..." he begs, swallowing thickly.

"Please what, bunny?" You tease. The boy struggles to say it out loud, eyebrows creasing in hesitation. He seems to be too embarrassed.

You suddenly lick a long stripe up the boys boxers, tongue lapping at the clothed hard-on right in front of your face. Instantly, the grip in your hair tightens, and the thighs beside you shake. Pants come from the man above you.

"P-please!" He won't say it. He's too flustered. But it's ok - you've always liked quiet puppies anyway.

You pull his boxers down slowly, his dick springing up in arousal. It was so cute. But it was even cuter in your mouth.

"N-nghh, fuck!" The boy gasped, as your mouth suddenly enveloped him in a foreign warmth. He twitched in your mouth, hips rutting to meet the warmth in your throat. You nearly choke, not having adjusted to his size yet, but you continue to go down, determined to reach the base without fail.

Another memory of a past conversation flashes in your mind. Of course! How could you forget?

You gently place a steel blade on his thigh. The boy gasps in alarm, trying to push you away. You'd kept the knife hidden in your waistband. You'd been wanting to use it on him for a while. "H-How did you...?!"

You hum against the length of his cock, vibration pulsing through his body. He groans, his thighs lifting up to accommodate more room for you to go further down. The knife digs further in and he gasps, the tiniest stream of blood beginning to surface.

God he's so hot, writhing beneath you. You pop off his cock and lick your lips. "You're so fucking hot baby."

The compliments are too much. He shudders, whining.

The knife travels across his pretty thighs, and you trace your tongue after it, the metallic taste of blood landing on your tongue. God, he even tastes fantastic too.

This was going to be a loooong night.

[illarian-rambling]

They get stuck in a lift (elevator). How does everyone react?

Create a text conversation between two characters to show us their dynamic.

Make a meme that depicts your group's energy.

Gonna answer for the Outcasts!

They get stuck in an elevator. How does everyone react?

If they ever got stuck in an elevator, I really doubt it'd go well. Izjik and Sepo tend to freak out a little when trapped in enclosed spaces as a result of being imprisoned for several years. I think Izjik would do her best to keep herself and everyone else calm, but she'd be losing it inside, and would eventually resort to prying open the doors to climb up the elevator shaft. Sepo would be losing it on the outside. He'd start snapping at people, getting twitchy, and generally panicking. Twenari would remain calm and await rescue. She's not too worried about it. Djek would do his best to keep people's spirits up, though he'd get bored after a while and also try to climb up the cables.

Create a text conversation between two characters to show us their dynamic

Execpt, I think a group chat would be more fun :3

.

Djek: concert tonight yeah?? where u all at?

Twenari: I am inbound, at the corner of Graylamp and 7th. Eta is ten minutes.

Sepo: Here already. Don't see you. This venue smells like shit, by the way.

Izjik: aym buy that beg fuxkin rowk that luks laik a cawk ay shud be ther sewn

Sepo: Turn on your damn spellcheck, you illiterate hick

Djek: oh yah im not there yet, i just wanted to know where you all are + should i pick up snacks to sneak in?

Twenari: Sure. But where are you then?

Djek: city jail but dont worry bout it, ill be their soon :D

.

Doing all the different speech patterns was fun lol

Make a meme that depicts the group's energy

Let's go with an oldie but goodie :)

Thanks for the asks!

[soobasaur]

aa its been a while omg but I've been well!! I'm glad you liked the moodboard 🫶🏼🫶🏼 ive been obsessed with love and deep space even though I don't play it hsjdhaj,, but rafayel is sooo ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 and I loveloveloved your raf posts they're sm fun to read !!!!! (I'm also always lurking 🤞🏼🤞🏼)

what have you been up to lately? I have my final exams next month anddd I got accepted into college 💪🏼💪🏼 so if I pass my exams, I'll be majoring in cultural heritage (lowk scared of college)! omg and good luck with finals!! take care, rest well, and eat well 🍀‼️‼️

hi sen!!

omg ofc i did! i love every mood board you make my feed is always so aesthetic cus of you ^^ and omg u shud def try it out it’s a super lowk game! and tyy raf has been in my mind rent free recently (ur so real i’m always lurking even tho i don’t post)

i’ve been trying not to die from stress due to finals…fighting for my life out here !! and omg congrats !?! i’ve never heard of that major before but it sounds cool from what i’ve googled, what made you want to choose it?

and omg it’s ok i’m a sophomore and still stressed 😭 ur gonna be fine! r u dorming?

tysm :) u too!!

[faith-alhazred]

few days ago i got weird obsession about Tamam Shud case, particularly the encoded message. i spent few hours trying to figure it out (like i am the one who can figure out unsolvable mystery of 75 years in one evening, yeah).

i found few theories and want add up my own thought about it. maybe someday some kind of genius or ai will solve it using starting point of this post, like, who knows?

first of all, i do not think that there is any hidden, invisible, microscopic, etc cypher is there. what we have on the plain sight is everything that involved person needed to decode the message (almost). the book wasn't meant to be inspected with any professional equipment.

almost - because all involved persons had knew what cypher it is, and, if there was any, the code word to it.

then, the person who had written the message, was in a rush, and hasn't a stable desk - so probably he also haven't any equipment.

the structure looks crearly to me: the first and third lines is the key. the second is the message itself. author started to write it between two lines - he knew code quite well, it seems, of had something with him (like encoded alphabet list). and when he reached A in the key line he made a mistake. like: "O stands for A, so A stands for O... oh, wait, the last one is wrong". so he stroked this line out, made a horizontal line under the key and started from the beggining.

what happened next is not that clear to me MLIAB looks like it is what he meant to write, but O has X upon it. i doubt if he wanted to stroke it out - he would do it the way he did in the second line. i suppose it's more likely "not O, sorry, it's X" or "use X as a key to decode O".

the last line starts with I, or V, or just vertical mark. considering the way he writes I - and that the key is shorter than the message - i tend to think it's a vertical mark - but i honestly don't know. however, the last line he finished faster and more confidentially than previous one. and made another horizontal stroke, finishing it.

well, that's it. i hope one day we will know what actually happened and what the message says.

[richievent]

gift

gift form the dreblrsecretsanta for @thesnakesstuff merry christmas !

( I have try my best please don't hate me T^T if that not good tell me I will try to write another think ! )

The Moonlight illuminated the artic of a pretty confy house installed in a clearing near a forest the night been clear without sound other than techno's farm animals.

Two people where in a living room the fire crackles in the fireplace in the corner letting a gentle orange light and a warm , making the room seem even more cozy and confortable. A white bear was sleeping near a couch where they where siting. Those two person where really differents one the shorter with pure white hair and Green eyes on been dule a scar covering a part of his face, he was without shirt looking at the wall, not moving a muscle If his chest wasn't moving anyone looking could have throught he was dead or at least inconscious. The other and taller was a piglin taking care of the white back having bandage in his hands.

Techno was taking care of dream wound gently with the less movement possible to not scared the other or hurt him more , even if he don't express it the piglin could see he was suffering from just a light Contact of his hands on the other skin he make sure to no stear at the scars respectful of Dream privecy over this.

While Dream just wait eyes closes that it's finish, unmoved, tired of the days without expression on his face. Techno take a long look at the other face before sight. Dream finaly open his eyes and turn a little to look at him, dream open his mouth before close it not seem to know what to says , the piglin seem to think for a moment before start talking stoping his mouvements.

"Do you know the theseus boat problem dream ?" he ask waiting.

Dream just look at him quiet, doesn't seem to want to answere the question, the pliglin sight again.

"It's about theseus and his boat" dream roll his eyes and techno smile he start again to take the bandage around Dream stomach and he wait a little more before continue.

"Like I was saying he start his periple with a boat and because he is a grec hero think have to be complicated for him wouldn't be fun other way, i will tell you his aventures in details later If you want ? To be simple it's dangerous so he have to often change piece of his boat. Also if you don't know grec boat where made of wood and have many name due of evolution from galley to biremes and triremes but we will just call it boat more easy for you ."

dream roll his eyes again a mixe of amused and anoyed whispering "nerd"

"shud up and listen I don't have finish. At some point all piece of wood of the boat have been change their no original piece anymore "

dream cut him "that not the same boat"

techno look at him a long time dream seem sudently anxious looking away, techno feel a strong need to take care of a certain duck… Later .

He concentre again on Dream before smile gently to rassure him and finish his work with the bandages.

"What make you think that not the same boat ?"

"If all old piece of the boat have been change how can you says it's the same boat ? That not possible that not the same boat they can't be the same"

dream look at the window while answering still anxious his hands playing with the shirt techno take his face gently seem Funny when we see that big scary piglin knowing as devote of the blood god killer and his hand getting the other face gently in compareon If Techno really wanted he could smatch his face in one movement with how much hurt and weak Dream is, but he don't he take his face gently to make dream look in his eyes .

" That still theseus' boat no ? This fact doesn't change ?"

He wait for an answere he doesn't get so he continu.

"We have change the wood yes but not the model it's still the boat who live theseus story so how it's isn't the same boat and why wouldn't it be his boat ?"

Dream look at him in the eyes for a long time techno continu again finishing covering his wound.

"that a debate betwin philosophes you know, some like you, are materialist and think that it's a New boat because he doesn't have the old wood and for them the identity of the boat reside in the material while other think that the same boat that still the theseus boat but honestly they're no actual answere because any boat posseded by theseus would be "theseus' boat" ."

he take a break kissing gently one of dream hand.

"what I'm trying to tell you nerd, is that you are still you. Even with those wound, even with those scar." Techno take his other hand gently.

"Sure you have live many think some good some bad and even more really bad … But that doesn't change you. You are still yourself a nerd with a Plan that you think will justify all you have done before. Who said you are attached to nothing when you seem actualy the more attached of the server."

"Chat don't get you enough clout anymore bacon ?"

Dream laught seem far more like himself then before and techno feel lighter their still his old friend here even after what happend to Pandora he stop strairing.

"Bruuuuuu let me collect my clout green teletuby "

Dream laught again and smile he make the eyes contact with the pink one and whisper.

"Thank you"

Techno smile back amused they both know he was hear him.

"Can you repeat I don't hear you teletuby"

"I say stop stairing pervert"

dream get his shirt covering his torse and get confy on the couch.

"See chat we help an old friend and that how we are treated not even a thanks techno your the best, no he Says i'm a perv that absolutly an L to dream no not E, L chat ! "

Dream laught again and techno smile.

"Food will be ready in one hour rest. Steve I don't want a move from dream and no I will not need help or If I do I will ask Phil so no excuse and you have a book right here If you don't want to sleep and you can cudle Steve he is a great cudler !"

[reblogforstuffsilike]

this is just me taking up space T^T i hate social anxiety sm dude. its so awful, i wish i cud live somewhere nice and secluded. no people at all. but unfortunately for me, i also happen to like people too so LOL ig. its weird but i feel like i disgust everyone that i meet? ik that this is stupid. cuz most ppl are nice. but still i feel like i'm manipulating everyone or overstaying my welcome or i dunno making everything about me. but ik i'm not that awful-at least i don't think so? still it feels so real. like my skin actually crawls whenever i speak or do anything at all. its like my skin is a bomb, and i'm trying to not touch it. i just feel so icky, like just for something simple like waking up or eating or sleeping. and i feel like im whining about the same thing again and again and again. there are a million bigger problems, a million things worse, million things that i shud be grateful for, and yet i cant seem to breathe without wanting to puke. its so dumb lol.

[gryph-the-gryphon]

talk between Gryph n 1 of the Gryphon spirits no1 gives a damn about this Gryph Gryph: haha no1 gives a damn about me Gryph: tho Gryph doesn't need to tbh Gryphon: have u thought it may be bc of tumblr Gryph: huh Gryphon: bc Gryphon: no1 finds newbies here Gryphon: it's all with the most notes Gryph: Gryph doesn't care about notes Gryphon: no Gryphon: tho if u think no1 gives a damn about u Gryphon: it's coz they don't know u exist Gryph: how can u say this after several years Gryph: inc tumblr not working for Gryph Gryph: for several years Gryph: n in other soc media Gryph: years with 0 interest Gryphon: coz they don't know u exist Gryph: after many years some1 shud have found Gryph Gryphon: ye Gryphon: some1 Gryphon: tho like u n me we talk about those Gryphon: who want to see u Gryph: like if any1 wants to see Gryph lmao Gryphon: then who r u talking to now then Gryph: Gryphon: ^V^ Gryph: i don't need any1 Gryph: tho there's 1 thing tho Gryph: Gryph's loses internet fast Gryph: bc in this current life Gryph: u can't survive alone Gryph: at least not for long Gryph: several years n my time's soon over Gryph: n the so called irl Gryph: there's no place for the Gryphons there Gryph: every1 hunts the Gryphons Gryph: like in all the stereotypical Gryphon fantasy stories Gryph: by those who don't draw the Gryphons exclusively Gryph: the Gryphons r monsters Gryph: instead of kind beasts Gryph: n besides Gryph: why wud any1 care about me Gryph: except u of course Gryphon: 1 reason some1 cud care about u Gryphon: 's bc u urself said u r still here after several years Gryphon: after no-one Gryphon: now tell me exactly do any other ppl even exist Gryphon: who waste their lives in this so called place internet Gryphon: for several years Gryphon: w no followers Gryphon: w no likes other than random Gryphon: w no reblogs other than bots Gryphon: u urself have thought what does it mean to give up Gryphon: it doesn't always mean to shut down Gryphon: coz u can't shut down this easy Gryphon: tho i guarantee u Gryphon: for many ppl Gryphon: not using this internet anymore Gryphon: is what is 2 give up Gryphon: now i know u Gryph u can't give up bc the Gryphons r too dear for u Gryphon: all i say's Gryphon: i'd be surprised Gryphon: if some1 didn't eventually notice this Gryphon: what u do's so strange Gryphon: lots of ppl want to find out Gryphon: the f*ck goes on Gryphon: goes this isn't normal Gryphon: coz ppl Gryphon: require to b excited Gryphon: in the current world Gryphon: which tries to kill every1 mentally Gryph: u forget something Gryph: what u know too Gryph: while Gryph wud like 2 talk with others Gryph: while Gryph wud rly like 2 try n make some1 feel better Gryph: atm Gryph: Gryph fears of this thing Gryph: u know rly well too Gryph: the thing Gryph: about the Gryphons Gryphons: Gryph: any1 else who does anything about the Gryphons Gryph: gets lots of notes Gryph: lots of likes Gryph: always at least 1 reply Gryph: reblogged into oblivioun Gryph: wo Gryph Gryph: n this's why Gryph Gryph: feels like Gryph's going 2 die Gryph: coz no1 has put the years of time into the Gryphons Gryph: more years before Gryph even cut access this device called the internet Gryph: Gryph thinks about u the Gryphons daily Gryph: several times each day Gryph: respects u Gryph: writes nice things about the Gryphons only Gryph: then other ppl Gryph: who do anything about the Gryphons Gryph: ignore Gryph Gryph: think Gryph's a creep Gryph: hate Gryph Gryph: so no wonder why Gryph's rly sad Gryph: if the others can't like all the Gryphons

Gryphon: well i make sure all of them will like u ok ^V^ Gryphon: n i make sure all of them think about Gryph the Gryphon Gryphon: always when they think even anything about the Gryphons Gryph: haha nice 1 Gryph: u don't mean it Gryphon: * hugs Gryph hard * Gryph: ^v^ Gryphon: u don't get most of the things u want immediately Gryphon: tho when ur Gryphon heart's set for the most important things Gryphon: eventually these desires must happen Gryphon: bc these exist Gryphon: n if something exist Gryphon: it may be slow Gryphon: tho eventually it must break out Gryphon: bc nothing can defend forever against Gryphon: the true wills wishes n desires Gryphon: which never disappear and which will soon attack Gryphon: n start to make u feel pain Gryphon: like what u have at the moment Gryphon: bc the Gryphons matter to u Gryph Gryphon: more than anything else Gryphon: if this Gryphon energy constantly spreads out from Gryph Gryphon: why wud any1 draw the Gryphon n not use this energy Gryphon: if this equals to the Gryphon Gryphon: why wud some1 draw the Gryphon who's not the Gryphon Gryphon: how cud someone draw the Gryphon who's actually not the Gryphon Gryphon: what u must do tho Gryph Gryphon: 's to spend more time with the Gryphons Gryphon: n not waste time n try 2 think about what to write Gryphon: bc the true source of ur Gryphon writings Gryphon: why wudn't u ask the Gryphons about what to write Gryphon: instead of u 2 wait something Gryphon: which eventually happens Gryphon: trust the Gryphons instead Gryphon: n plz don't waste time Gryphon: it's not good for u Gryphon: n takes u away from the Gryphons Gryphon: n importantly Gryphon: the others who draw the Gryphons don't even notice u Gryphon: if u don't try 2 attract the others Gryphon: like how the Gryphons do 2 attract any1 Gryph: so if some1 reads this wud they think Gryph's loopy Gryphon: ofc tho then all the Gryphons r loopy anyway so we wud all lose then ^V^ Gryph: ^v^

[princemick]

okay now that you're into top gun, can we talk about a top gun au? actually i don't care about plot, i just want to imagine mick and lewis and alex and all of the other twinks flying fast fast planes

no but listen, I've been trying not to think abt this mostly bc it's to hard to assign someone as rooster n hangman but yea, we shud talk abt it

[bythenineshards]

I just saw a post that said that in acosf Nesta shouldn't be having a hard time going Downstairs cause well gravity shud be doing most of the work 😭😭😭😭😭🖐🏼

It immediately made me think of you and how u wud slander the shit out of it 😭

Also there was something about Nesta's alcoholism and how Nesta would have been stronger if she was actually shown fighting the temptation to have a drink and not a drink simply because she wasn't able to.

But idk I don't feel like Nesta's Alcoholism was that severe ? Anyways what are ur thoughts??

Hey! I hope you're doing splentastic! Sorry for the delay. Work decided I had to suffer.

First, let me start with a controversial opinion. Stairs are the devil. I will not be taking questions on this matter.

So I don't really see what they're saying as wrong in a realistic sorta way. It is easier to go down stairs than it is going up. At least, that's my experience. My Crossfit days can attest to that. However I will say I think the stairs are a botched metaphor for her "progress". Nesta sees the stairs as an impossible feat to get to the world outside. She frequently has issues getting down but it's rarely an issue getting back up. I could be wrong though, I haven't read Acosf since it was released and don't really plan on doing a reread. Honestly, I could be giving her too much credit for the metaphor. It's just as likely that she forgot going back upstairs would be more effort.

I do think Nesta's problems with alcohol should've been more pronounced. The lack of withdrawal leads me to see her time in the HoW as a punishment for not wanting to do things with Feyre and spending money she has earned. I don't care what the Stans say, she was maimed in service of the NC. She earned that money. Rhys should shut his trap about it too. I've seen Stans say that Nesta being wild makes them look bad as rulers but like... when has that been an issue? They acted like children at the HL meeting. They robbed another Court. Rhys was literally the right hand of a dictator for nearly fifty years. Mor sleeps around and drinks all the time. The Bat Boys were known for acting like Frat boys. Nesta ain't doing anything to their reputation. Also... side tangent....

This is gonna be a bit more personal but I think it should be mentioned. In my personal perspective, Feyre and Co. are really shitty friends and family to Nesta. I've suffered with severe depression since about eleven years old. Do you know what doesn't help? Being asked to do something you don't wanna do. Like not, something you like and have just lost the zeal for but full on have no interest. Them pestering her to come to the Starfall party or come help Feyre pick stuff for her house is the equivalent to asking me to go hiking or camping. Why the fuck couldn't Feyre, Elain and Cassian try to reach Nesta on her level? Like why couldn't Feyre use her newfound love for reading to get Nesta books and maybe write letters to her about what happened in them? When I've slipped into my depression it's things like my husband getting me my favorite breakfast, or taking me to a bookstore or popping in one of my favorite movies. It's not being around a bunch of people who treat me like shit or helping my sister-in-law with her kids. I hope that makes sense. I guess it really follows Feyre's character though. Only interacting with Nesta when she wants something from her.

Anyway... I agree that there should've been withdrawal symptoms and an actual struggle with that. However Maas doesn't want to deal with those ugly withdrawal symptoms. Remember? Only pretty trauma is acceptable in her books. The gritty reality of alcohol addiction makes it hard for her to write overly graphic male gaze smut.

[olderthannetfic]

In romania we don’t really have subtitles. I watched a movie on Netflix (the joys and sorrows of young yougo iirc?) that has dialogue in english, Chinese and romanian. When I put on the English subtitles, it subtitled everything. When I put on romanian subtitles, it only gave translation for the english and Chinese parts, leaving romanian dialogue up to the listener

Actually the only time we have subtitles on romanian made movies is on Netflix and it pisses me off so much as someone who needs subtitles

The thing about romanian is that we shorten words a lot, and it ends up creating a massive gap between written text and spoken language. Like, take the sentence “I went to the store. Should I have gotten you anything?” . Writing it would be “M-am dus la magazin. Tebuia să-ți iau ceva?” Simple, right? Well no, because most of our movie scripts are written the way people speak, so it ends up sounding like “-an dus la magazin. Tre-ia s-ți iau ceva?” . Try reading that in five seconds. Think of it like “went to th-store. Shud I’ve gotten you ‘nithin’?”

And I get that that phenomenon happens in English too, but english has more movies, and more leeway for a “fictional speech”. You know it’s fiction and they don’t have to sound like real people. But nooo, here “fictional speech” is only reserved for old movies and plays. Which modern people don’t like!

Another thing that bugs me is, we have polite pronouns like “dumneavoastră” “dumneaei” “dumnealui”, which official, grammatically correct, get shortened to “Dv. / D-voastră” “Dn-ei” and “Dn-lui”. “Doamna” (miss/ma’am) gets shortened to “dna.” “Domnul” (sir) gets shortened to “dn.” In. Every. Single. Subtitle. translation or not. Because they’re long as hell.

On one hand, I don’t blame people for not wanting to subtitle this mess. It’s a pain to follow along and even more of a pain to do. But add in any other accent that’s not in my home and I understand about 70% of dialogue if I’m lucky. Even worse for cinema movies because you can’t go back and listen again!

Give me a movie in English and I’ll understand 90% of it without subtitles. That’s probably the biggest reason I prefer watching foreign media, and I suspect it’s a factor for others too

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Oh yeah. More broadly, fiction conventions always need to be developed and don't just naturally exist. We've had that conversation many times about how English has a lot of conventions (in fandom and outside of it) for how to write porn, but many languages have very formal written forms and no conventions that would make horny fanfic easy.

I suspect this Romanian subtitle issue exists in a lot of countries/languages.

[the-iceni-bitch]

Okay, so I just had a sinfully dirty idea for the OTP and I couldn't help but share it with you. Gonna apologize upfront for my exhibitionism kink, but hear me out. Since Ransom's friend's and their girls are all super interested in the OTP's sex life, what if they're hanging out /drinking at Ransom's house and one of the girls is like "show us some of your moves", so they just like fuck right there. If you don't want to write this, that's totally fine but I just had to share this hoe thot.

Ooooookkkkkkk....

So, I wasn’t 100% sure I was going to do this one, but I’m drunk so what the hell!

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (salad tossing, f receiving oral sex, public sex, mentions of blow jobs), technical dub con as both parties are very drunk (but consenting!), excessive alcohol consumption by adults of appropriate age, SMUT!!!! 18+ ONLY!!!!

Smutty smut guys!!!!! No minors!!!

You’d had so many Jell-O shots you were having trouble walking straight, but you were determined to win at beer pong.

Ransom and you had already dominated at flip cup at Chaz’s frat themed house warming party, and you hated to admit how good of a time you were having. You hadn’t been this drunk since college.

Logan was giving you a stupid smirk from across the table as you lined up your shot. You shoved Ransom off when he tried to drunkenly nuzzle into your hair, rolling your eyes when he whined about how mean you were being to him.

The ball bounced once and landed in the last cup on Logan’s side of the table, and you gave him a sloppy grin as he downed the contents with a grumble.

“Which one ‘f you assholes ‘s next?” You slurred, hiccuping at the end of your sentence as you steadied yourself with one hand on the ping pong table.

“No more!” Chaz groaned, rolling off the stool he was perched on. “You’re too fucking competitive.”

“Yeah, no more competitions, let’s play truth or dare!” Brittney said excitedly, clapping her hands and wobbling towards the living room.

“Leh’s get the fuck out of here, baby.” Ransom mumbled as he tried to wrap himself around you, but only succeeded in tangling his feet with yours until you both almost went down.

“I don’t think ya should drive.” You giggled, staring at your feet as you tried to walk to join the other members of your little group. “I know I shud... shudn’t.”

The two of you fell on top of each other on the couch, laughing breathlessly as Ransom tried to pull you into his lap but just flung you over it like he was going to spank you.

“Wait, tha s’not right.” He muttered before turning your body slowly until you were leaning against his chest.

Everyone in the circle was glassy eyed and unsteady as they settled in, couples snuggling together around Chaz’s coffee table as you called numbers to determine who was going first.

“Alright, Jess.” You murmured, trying to ignore Ransom rubbing his hardening cock against your ass. “Truth or dare?”

“Oooh, truth.” She said with a crooked grin.

“Ok, wha s’the longst you’ve ever given head?” You said with a wicked smirk, smacking Ransom’s hand when he tried to shove it down the front of your jeans. “Knock ‘t off, Hugh!”

“Five minutes.” Jess said at the same time Logan told you to fuck off.

“Tha’s it?!?!” You screeched, almost falling off the sofa as you laughed hysterically. “Jesus, Logan gettin’ called tha fuck out.”

“You’re such a bitch.” Logan groaned as he chugged the rest of his beer and headed to the kitchen to grab another.

“Hey! Only Hugh gets ta call me a bitch! Goddamn it Drysdale!” He was trying to shove his hands in the front of your shirt now.

“What?!?! C’mon baby, jus wanna feel ya up a little.” He whined as he drew you back against his chest. “Those fuckin’ tits fit in mah hands so good.”

A shrill yelp escaped from you when he slapped your tit through your shirt, turning and smacking his shoulder as gave you a stupid grin.

“Jesus Christ, you two.” Dylan grumbled with an eye roll as Ransom turned you around and started to mouth at your chest through your t-shirt. “Chaz, truth or dare?”

“Um, fuck, dare.” Chaz said, trying to ignore the noises the two of you were making as Ransom started sucking on your neck.

“Switch underwear with Brit.” Dylan told him, pointedly not looking at you as you tried to unwind yourself from Ransom and berated him for being such a slut.

Britney cracked up and dragged Chaz away from the group towards the bathroom as he cursed under his breath.

“How’s it feel Chazzy boy?” You teased when they came back, wrapping your hand around Ransom’s face and shoving him off you. “Everything all tucked in? Hugh!”

He’d sucked your fingers into his mouth and was swirling his tongue around them as he still tried to climb on top of you.

“Oh my god! Truth or dare you freaks.” Logan sighed, everyone now openly staring at the two of you as your resistance started to ebb away, letting Ransom run his lips over your throat.

“Dare.” He mumbled without thought, his hands moving to tuck under the waistband of your jeans.

Logan made eye contact with you and gave you a wicked grin. “Make Y/N come in 3 minutes.”

“What?!” You shrieked.

“Done!” Ransom shouted triumphantly as he flipped you over and yanked your jeans down. “Bet I can do it in two.”

You dug your fingers in the cushions as he buried his face between your cheeks and ran his tongue over the rim of your pretty hole. Every swipe of his tongue over your tightened hole sent quivers through your aching pussy, slick leaking down the insides of your thighs as you mewled into the sofa.

He ran his tongue over your slit and flicked kitten licks against your clit, groaning into your cunt when he felt you clench against his face. His lips wrapped around your pussy and he slurped up your arousal before moving back to your asshole and sucking.

“Fuck! Ransom!” You screamed when he speared his tongue past the tight ring of muscle and stretched you open.

The soft brush of his fingers against the inside of your thigh as he fucked you with his tongue made you gasp. It punched into you with vigor as his thumb moved to your clit and started to circle it softly.

You reached behind you and wound your fingers through his hair to press him further into your ass as you panted with need, his free arm wrapping around your thighs when he felt you getting close.

A sob ripped out of your chest as you came, your release squirting out of you and soaking the front of his shirt as your body tried to curl in on itself. He kept tongue fucking you through it, grinning against your ass as he felt you flutter around him.

“Time?!” He called, sitting up and beaming around the room at your shocked looking friends.

“Ninety-seven seconds!” Jess said after checking her timer.

“Fuckin’ knew it.” He purred, pulling you into his lap and brushing his lips over your throat as you sighed contentedly. “Fuck you Logan.”

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[scarliefrancis]

hey babe! which 5 songs would you use to describe fez and lexi's vibe/story? 💖🎶

hey bb! thank you for asking 🫀

probably these:

bring me the horizon - follow you

"you can drag me through hell if it meant i could hold your hand" - i mean??? it's on the surface (the video is pretty graphic but i don't have an access to spotify so bear with me lol)

2. hayley williams - sudden desire

"I try not to think about what happened last night outside his house, too far to go back now just wanna feel his hands go down" this song plays on a loop in Lexi's mind after the first (and only) steamy make out session with Fez, while he's on his "we can't be together cause i'm not worthy/bad influence" bullshit

3. placebo - a million little pieces

"Now my mistakes are haunting me, like winter came and put a freeze on my heart. I've lost the power to understand what it takes to be a man with my heart" THE ultimate post raid fexi song

4. the black queen - taman shud

"I'm not used to wanting to go so slow, nights go faster now that I'm with you, but I'd die just to get stuck here forever. You're the light of the tomb" fever daydream is a fucking sexy album 1000/10 i'd recommend

5. literally any song tyler joseph has written about his wife jenna: formidable, tear in my heart, smithereens

But you should know I might be cynical towards you, but I just can't believe that I'm for you, yeah, yeah, yeah, I can die with you/ she's a butcher with a smile cut me farther than i've ever been/ You know I've always been collected, calm and chill and you know I never look for conflict for the thrill, but if I’m feeling someone stepping towards you, can't describe just what I'm feeling

[eleanorbloom]

Braiding (Bryce & Eleanor)

I comissioned the amazingly talented @misadrawss​​​  to bring to art one of the cutest scenes in my series When You're Ready (One of my favorite and I know it's a fave in some of my beautiful readers too ❤️❤️❤️)

Misa, thank you so much for the dedication and love you gave to make this piece happen. I'm beyond grateful and happy with your work. The cuteness of my babies is just 😍😍😍😍😍

This takes place the evening when Eleanor gets out of the quarantine room, and Bryce pampers her by helping her getting a shower and get dressed.  As if it wasn't enough, he also braids her hair.

Under the cut there's a little rewrite of that scene in chapter 18 only with more details than the original scene.

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Eventually, Eleanor gave up her dream of remaining as a koala forever and returned to her feet.

Bryce took the shampoo and massaged her scalp softly and dedicatedly, his fingers tracing small circles all over her head in the most soothing way. She couldn’t help but moan at the relaxing sensation. His hands were magical in so many ways.

After she rinsed the shampoo, he helped her clean some parts of her body she couldn’t reach, like her back, her calves, and toes, as she wasn’t feeling strong enough to balance herself to do it. He didn’t waste an opportunity to tease her, of course, both playfully and invitingly: tickling her at the bottom of her feet, massaging her breasts or cupping her bum, until she was all cleaned.  

Once he dried himself up and put his clothes on, he helped Eleanor getting out of the shower and took her back to the room.

At first, she tried to dress up by herself, but the shower had relaxed her so much, that Eleanor finally gave up, letting Bryce taking care of her as he wanted.

Even if she was feeling a little sleepy, that didn’t stop her from feeling amazed with his dedication and the tenderness with whom he was pampering her.

First, he dried her skin delicately, and then helped her to put on her underwear. Then, his soft hands started spreading ever so softly body lotion over her arms and legs, and then massaged her back so exquisitely, that after a while she wondered if she was actually dead and that was heaven.  

Once she was all moisturized and dressed in a mint green pajama, he took the towel wrapped around her head and began combing her hair delicately, careful of not pull out her hair too harshly while he was untangling her brown, wavy locks.

“Gosh, you could be a stylist or a massagist, and you’d do it wonderfully,” Eleanor moaned, a few minutes later, while his fingers were combing her hair as Bryce was directing the hairdryer to the nape of her head.

"Of course, I’d be wonderful in anything I pursue, especially with these magic hands.”

After five minutes, her hair was completely dry, “Ponytail or braid?” he asked, stroking her hair.

“Braid.” Eleanor responded.

She was about to lift her hands to make herself a braid when Bryce added, “French or normal?”

“Frenc-” she turned around with her mouth agape, “Wait, besides all your many talents, you also know how to braid?”

“Yeah, you didn’t know?" he asked, looking at her with a smirk on his face before sitting behind her on the bed, his feet at both side of her hips.

"No! When did you learn?”

“When Keiki was like… four?” Bryce replied as he was dividing her hair into three sections with his pinky finger. "She’s always been bossy, you know? And one day after a day at the beach her braid was a mess, so she said: Bryze, fixit! You’re a grown-up, you shud know how to braid hair...” he couldn't help but laugh at the memory, shaking his head in amusement, "And of course, she was right! How incompetent of me not knowing how to braid hair, right? Especially since I had a little sister with very long hair.”

Meanwhile, Bryce was moving his hands and fingers with assured movements, bringing small pieces of her hair to the main three sections of the braid, always with the help of his pinky fingers.

“Awww, love, this is so cute! Little Keiki asking for a braid. I’m melting.”

“Yes. She loved when I braided her hair. At first it was just the normal, lower braid, but then, she stopped asking mom or the lady who worked as maid in our house to braid her hair and started to go directly to me, mostly during vacations or weekends, so I had to learn the French way. More elegant and beach resistant.”

“And you know more styles?”

“No. Just that two, but maybe I could try the Dutch, that it’s just reversed French, I think.”

“Well, the fact that you know more styles says a lot. A real connoisseur.”

“Just the basics, but I’m open to try new styles if you ask me to.”

Eleanor giggled as a little kid, “Deal”

A couple of minutes later, Bryce took the hair bun from his wrist and used it to secure the end of the braid, “There, my princess. All done,” he announced, kissing the crown of her head.

Eleanor brought a hand to her head and felt how her hair was strongly sewed in a braid pattern from her head to the end of her brown hair, and turned to him "This is perfect.”

“Why the tone of surprise?” he inquired, with feigned seriousness, “Of course it’s perfect! I don’t do anything that’s below perfection.”

“I know, I’m just admiring your beautiful work, love.”

Suddenly he pulled her shoulders towards his body and propped her up in his arm and brought a hand to her cheek and caressed it with his thumb, “You look beautiful, babe.”

“Thanks to you, my personal stylist”

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Thanks you so much for reading this!

I know I haven't replied the kind comments some of you have left in the lastest works I've posted. I'M SORRY.  I'm currently not at home, so I don't have the time nor the space to write the proper replies, and I like to take the time to respond just as you've taken the time to comment ❤️❤️❤️ I hope I can do it in a couple of days. Thank you for your patience 💕

I had this pre-written/ edited with a few weeks in advance.

A big hug to each and every one of you❤️❤️❤️