#i know it's messy. i know. i could only gaf so much.

[sophaeros]

the last shadow puppets - everything you've come to expect: 2016 tour outfits — almost all clothes custom made by ray brown sources

[shellxrls]

okay to complete the trilogy

here’s how jj fucks

okay so we all know jj is an energetic person, and this only escalates in bed.

he has ridiculous stamina and an even more ridiculous refractory period. he will dump three loads and still be up for more.

he also does not gaf if it gets messy.

he loves to feel in control, I mentioned this with rafe but for him it’s slightly different. he’s much less mean about it. Rafe sees it as a power trip whereas jj sees it as like “helping” in a way.

for me specifically sometimes I just need to turn my brain off and that’s exactly where sex with jj comes in best.

he’s not soothing like John b is, he just does not stop. and that fucking works.

he also very much knows what he likes, and will always make sure he gets that, but he’s also realllyyy good at making sure the pleasure is mutual.

he never had an off day when it comes to giving pleasure, he may but a dumb fuck, but he does know how a girls (and a guys I can’t even lie to you) body works.

he loves giving backshots! if he could choose one sex position for the rest of his life it would be having me face down ass up.

he goes fast and hard, and he’s a grunter. Always with the little punched out “uh, uh, uh”’s and it’s so so hottttt.

skin slapping and bedpost banging are the primary sounds heard other than disgustingly shameless moaning.

jj is a shameless moaner and he made me one too the little cunt.

if I’m not loud enough for his liking or if I’m tryna quiet myself down he will dirty talk the noises out of me.

he genuinely said “lemme hear those pretty noises mama, yeahhhh that’s it.” And I’m never. ever recovering.

he’s not into any kinks that involve deliberate injury for pleasure. like slapping or choking, stuff like that he hates in bed. simply because his at home life is quite unstable and he just can’t imagine ever doing that to someone he loves cause he knows how it feels. even if it’s consensual on the receiving side he just absolutely cannot bring himself to do it. As a very open and experimenting person in bed, choking, slapping anything of that type of action he absolutely refuses and honestly I get that. He also refuses any type of noncon.

however he can spank. though only EVER does it when he’s really mad or riled up, and even then he is so so so attentive. always checking in after every hit just to make sure it’s not becoming too much.

he is also very adamant about safe words. always having a safe word and action and always checking through them and agreeing on them before we do anything that involves deliberate injury or just anything particularly rough in general.

also makes sure to give very good aftercare after spanking or a particularly rough night. LOTS of kisses and praise cause he would absolutely eat away at himself if he thought I was feeling neglected or bad about myself cause of something he’d done. especially in a setting as vulnerable as that.

and he’s also very good and communication which surprised me. again he’s very adamant about never hurting the people he loves, especially with the way he grew up. if I’ve suggested something he doesn’t want to do for that reason he’s very good at voicing it and honestly I’m glad bc I would never want to make him uncomfortable.

he’s also v open about sex, and is always totally there to talk about it or hear new suggestions or anything that I need to talk about he will.

he is very into butt stuff!!! I am his anal princess I cannot even begin to lie to u. he definitely has not bought me as many butt plugs but you bet I’m gettin a nice one he saved up for every Valentine’s Day cause he’s jst a lover boy to his core <33 and butt stuff <333

he’s mostly into giving praise but sometimes if he’s particularly wound up a little bit of degradation is sprinkled in. again is very thorough with aftercare after the fact of these situations.

he’s also such a munch. like the munchiest munch in munchland. he owns a t-shirt that says “I ❤️ eating pussy” and wears it on a regular.

he knows just how to work a pussy with his mouth and its IMMACULATE!!! he can also eat ass too omg.

he lovesss using toys. most guys see toys as a competition, but not jj. this man knows what’s up. he has a whole ass collection of random ass toys laying around and somehow at some point they all get used.

his fav combination when I’m tired is being four fingers knuckles deep in me with a vibrator to my clit and ohmygollygoshgoodness. deceased.

he’s really into tired / sleepy sex too. though he’d never do anything sexual while I was asleep because as previously stated, this man does not do any type of noncon.

but like I say if one of us wakes up in the middle of the night then it’s sleepy, sloppy, tired messy sex and ughh <333

he also loves cockwarming mmh. well put a movie on and I’ll jst sit on his cock and it’s sooo..

loves being sucked off <3 and he has such a pretty dick too. uncut but he actually likes to shave around there. such a perfect pink tip like I can’t even it’s the prettiest thing. can taste putrid though if I’m not careful.

he likes to have his balls played with / sucked on.

and PISS KINK!!! omg he’s jst gross ab it it’s so hot. makes me grind on his thing when I need to piss just to make me lose control and :(((

also on another note he does not gaf if I’m on my period. a true soldier is not afraid to get his sword bloody (I saw someone else on their blog say this and have honestly just adopted the phrase cause it makes me giggle)

I think this is everything but I’m literally so tired right now, if there’s anything I’ve forgotten I’ll js put it in a different ask <3

- rafe shifter

i’m posting this rn cuz everyone wants it !! i don’t have time to individually respond but trust i WILL add onto this post later with my own thoughts. ty anon for sending this in and taking time to explain every detail <3 !!

[yuwuta]

i fear there are only few of us left who gaf about eren :/ do u think anything else about him im so deprived

ofc ofc ofc that’s my baby ://///// i think about him all the time always <33

His niche of skills is based in homemaking and actual home-making as in construction because when he would act up as a kid, those were the punishments Carla gave him LOL. He got into a fight at school and she’d make him chop wood and start a fire. He was rude to her or Mikasa and she forced him to iron everyone’s clean laundry and fold it after. He made a mess being reckless when she told him to do his homework and she sent him outside to go lay new bricks around the well. All of which reigned him in by the time he was 12ish, and then he started just… doing it for fun or doing it preemptively before his attitude got out of hand. He’d have a bad day at school, and his mom would come home to him mowing the lawn or planting new trees or fixing the plumbing or fixing that broken leg on the chair or cleaning the gutter or harvesting the vegetables or fixing that crack in the wall; it becomes a sort of outlet for him. So now, occasionally you’ll see Eren run his fingers across a cracked wall or chipped piece of furniture and him mumbling some home depot jargon to himself about how he could fix it and whatnot. And he can. He proves to be very useful when your landlord is a deadbeat, and very attractive when he just decides to sit in the living room and put your furniture together.

He’s not a terrible cook, but he’s not a great one either. With effort, he can follow a recipe but there’s always something off. Except maybe one or two dishes from his childhood that he can make perfectly. They’re the first things he ever cooks for you. He’s not that bad when it comes to baking, much to everyone’s surprise. He makes a pretty decent cupcake. Also, whenever he does cook, or just helps you cook, he wears an apron.

If you asked him, he’d say cheek kisses are his favorite. He likes giving them, but he likes receiving them even more. There’s just something so sweet about it… you’re so gentle with him sometimes it stuns him, and something about kissing his cheek is so pure that it makes Eren stop and wonder how one person could make him so happy. His favorite kind of kisses to give you are forehead kisses, especially if he’s taller than you. It makes him feel like he can protect you, reminds him he has something to fight for.

Terrified of thunder and lightning but he refuses to admit it. Whenever it’s raining, he finds himself curled up on the couch, preferably laying on top of you and sleeping away as much of the day/night as he can. Sometimes he just wants his head on your lap and your hands in his hair; something else to focus on other than the sounds outside. But, admittedly, he likes it when you play with his hair on any day.

Has your last name saved as his last name in his phone. Also definitely doodled your name with his last name in his notebooks as a kid with hearts and kisses around it.

Not a morning person in the slightest and he will make it everybody’s problem. He can be such a scrooge in the morning, no matter what or when he eats or wakes up. You just have to ease him into the day, let him flop on you and lean against you and a kiss or two couldn’t hurt.

He’s a terrible gossip. And he likes to start drama. Messy in every sense of the word. He wants all the tea, he wants names and dates and receipts, and if he has the chance to stir the pot just know that he WILL! The boys are all bitter that Eren is the one who gets invited to girls night but he simply makes himself one of the girls (and he’s so willing to sell out Jean or Connie if it means he gets a seat at the table). Plus, he makes pretty good tea and supplies the desserts, and is everyone’s handyman—he built this gossip session brick by brick.

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

May I ask you to do slashers ( Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt, Sinclair brothers.) With s/o that has a little black kitten that is really sweet and cuddly ❤️. I'm sorry for bad English it's not my first language 😅

It's been 7 weeks 15+ months and three days

I'm sorry anon but this just turned out with the slashers with a black kitten, i didn't include much reader I'm so sorry 😭

S/O has black cuddly kitten!

Featuring: Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Thomas Hewitt and sinclair brothers!

Michael Myers 🔪

Michael Obviously wasn't a big fan of it at first. He doesn't mind the cat itself. No he thought it was cute, the black fur made it look mysterious and cool but it was really affectionate, and he was lowkey worried he will accidentally step on it and kill it by accident and you'll get sad Or angry or whatever those human emotions you'll go through.

He couldn't do anything to it either, he tried to avoid it as much as he could but he could only do so much against a furry creature with a keen sense of smell. And then he had no choice but to accept that a small kitten was playing around his lap and pockets. He immediately grabbed it by its entire body and placed it firmly on the spot next to him when he heard you coming.

Did that stop the kitten? No, it immediately went back to trying to play on his lap.

He sometimes stares at both you and the tiny cat play together. Lifting it up by its armpits and holding the animal close to your face as it licks your nose and you laugh sweetly. Michael decided to have a staring contest with the cat and glare at it later that night,And he lost when your baby started licking his face too.

Now he doesn't have the energy to gaf when your furry child latches itself to michel and sniff and mess with his clothes affectionately. Ig it was a nice backup company when you were gone.

Jason Voorhees 🪓

He doesn't even know how such a small cute animal like that can survive in a place where he lives.

Honestly he was scared of it at first. Similar to Michael he was scared he was gonna accidentally hurt it. And he may or may not have heard of those superstitions of black cats bringing bad luck, he tried his best to avoid it but the sheer power of a kitten's love and beauty is far too much for even a 6'5 huge bulky killing machine to resist.

It started when you went out one day for necessities Jason gets kinda sad and depressed but then your little cutie came and rubbed it's face into Jason's pants, looking for his attention and then bam. You come home to find the both of them running around the campus. (Ur kitten was jumping around and you almost died.)

The cat will soon take after the characteristics of his 'father'. Both are intently looking at you while following you wherever you go and you don't really know what to do. (Insert Jason and a black kitty with it's tail moving slowly from side to side while both are staring at you.)

He definitely likes playing with the musty overcooked puss but gets embarrassed when you find them and if you start teasing him. It's not like you're insulting him but he doesn't want you to view him as someone who is overly soft and maybe "unmanly".

He gets jealous (jealous?) When he sees the both of you together... Without him!? He's stomping towards you guys and then stares at both of you.

Will literally get so angry or panic or maybe both if a victim had discovered either of you. Makes it his goal to turn that person into nothing but chunky messy pieces of bloody meat if it even dares tries contact with you two.

There will be no harm guaranteed with Jason by you and your kitty's side.

Thomas hewitt ⛓️

Fell in love with your baby kitten at first sight, Literally!

He's a busy man but loves spending free time with you and your four legged sweetie even if he's tired. He melts into a blob of hot glue when he's chopping up victims and it climbs from his back to his shoulders and just rests and Or spends the entire time with him.

We all know Thomas is warm, so that hairy coal dusted meow meow will soon eventually fall asleep on Thomas, and it's the most heartwarming and cutest thing when you see the love of your life with your smol ass child on the palm of his hands like a little sushi roll and sleeping peacefully.

You will also commonly find Thomas and the cat together in bed during nighttime, they are best friends now.

He just looks at the cat while it's nuzzling up to him and wonders 'how can such a small thing live?'

We all know hoyt is a bastard and WILL try to mess with your dark choco pussycat but Thomas and Luda mae are in the dark corner with white glowing pupils. (Plus you running towards him straight with a pan.) Your kitty doesn't see anything wrong though, such a sweet one.

He loves how cuddly your cat is, it's the perfect solution when the family starts getting stressed. One little paw on any limb and it'll instantly lighten the mood.

He wishes he can spend more time with you and your newly adopted child but business is business but the time will come where you can all act like one small but big family<3.

Sinclair brothers 🕯

Bo despised it at first. Like really. He already has one mutt to take care of (not rlly) and now there's a fucking cat in the house? He wanted to avoid it as much as possible but the fact it just followed him no matter where he went both annoyed him and flattered him. He decides to sit down and the coca cola flavoured kitten child decides to sit with him too? And have the audacity to lick his clothes??? Well it's not that bad... Still, he picked it up and dropped it where you were and the vantablack, wormhole, monstrous shadow king of the land of darkness turns around and meows at him. Bo quickly left after that. He's a prick sometimes and messes with the kitty like holding it by it's collar but all it does is meow, lick, purr and hug his arm or bury its face into Bo's clothes and what can he even do anyways. After a while he started to not mind, actually loves it. But he will deny to no end if you ask him if he does though. But you saw how he and the cat fell asleep on top of each other one night. And that's more than enough for an answer.

Vincent thinks it's adorable, he's wondered how having a cat would be like for quite a while and safe to say he's not disappointed. It's nice to have a warm fuzzy little thing playing around him when he's painting, it would've been perfect if you were there and leaned against him. He's honestly pretty surprised the poosay actually wants to hang out around him, the place he's in is really warm 24/7 and he doesn't expect an animal to like it. The power of love is indeed strong. Coming to your boyfriend's room and finding him in his bed with your kitten just chilling around is probably hot and cute. Absolutely handles your fluffy ball of black fur child with a loving and gentle care and you often see vincent trying to make Jonesy and the cat get familiar with each other. I can see him getting along pretty well with animals? It's a lottery since your cat likes to get touchy. Likes painting the black fusty and damp blop of flesh, just waving the paintbrush around while your baby tries ro catch it is just *sobs*. black kitties are aesthetic and he knows it. Bro 100% falls in love again when he sees you with the burnt living food, it's in his mind rent free forever now.

Lester loves it, he already has a dog he takes care of and now there's a cat!? Sign him up! It takes a little while getting used to for Lester, having a cat is nothing like having a dog. He's used to the sheer power of a toddler sized pitbull lunging towards him (playfully) but now he has a tea cup sized baby cat that you can crush with 5% of power climbing up his pants? Damn this was better than he expected. He always heard some people say cats are the equivalent of evil and he was prepared for its attacks but now those people are mute to him. He didn't bring the fetus that close to Jonesy because what if she eats it (jonesy wouldn't do that). Honestly lester is just having the time of his life with two dawgs and you find them on all ground after maybe 1 hour sleeping peacefully and you joined them too cause you ain't missing out on something like that. Sometimes he forgets that it's weaker and more fragile than jonesy and uses more strength than needed when playing with the kit, your little baby just thinks it's extra strong love though<3.

[narrat3333d]

ARAN RYAN HEADCANONS!!1! (explodes..starting w/ him bc he my fav..heart☹️)

FAMILY.

Declan Ryan. (Father, 52.)

Peigí Ryan. (Mother, 54.)

Aofie Ryan. (Older Sister, 25.)

Ronan Ryan. (Younger Brother, 19.)

Sean and Cian Ryan. (Younger Brothers, 16.)

GENERAL.

Previously worked as a Dockhand in the ports before he boxed, it’s where he gained most of his strength.

Knows how to swindle someone out of a pretty penny, his Ma taught him how to charm his way through any situation.

He began fighting as early as he could, (18). Though he’s most likely been illegally weaselling his way into professional matches before hand.

ALWAYS, and I mean ALWAYS gets up at 7:00am SHARP. If he doesn’t get up at 7am he’ll probably be up at 7:07, and if he isn’t up at that time he’ll be extremely pissed about it.

He uses an unhealthy amount of gel to get his hair to stay like that. No fucking way does it just do that thang.

Apart from that, he somehow has nice-ish hair despite how ratty and unkempt it looks, his Ma' and Aofie taught him how to care for his hair once he started growing it out.

Still lives at the Ryan Home, with his parents, and siblings, (though Aofie has moved out.she visits.) he’s WAY too irresponsible with his money to rent his own apartment.

Got surprisingly decent grades for how he acts.

He eats Lucky Charms for breakfast, but he usually only eats the marshmallows.

Learned Irish Stepdance from his Father, he’s trying to rope his younger brothers into learning it as well.

SOMEHOW. SOMEHOW still has his drivers license. He drives this really banged up looking car, each time he has to drive someone somewhere they exit the car hyperventilating, dehydrated, malnourished, trembling, tense, teary eyed../j

He’s tasked with babysitting Sean and Cian more often than not, he most likely drops them off with one of the other Boxers if he can’t be bothered to deal with their bullshit™️. (Which, surprisingly, isn’t all that common.)

When he was a kid, he tried to sell or trade Ronan/Sean and Cian when they were babies for something ridiculous. Like a Pokemon card, or something of the sorts.

Also tried to make his Younger Brothers’ first words a curse. (It worked for Cian, his first word was ‘Arse’.) ((Aran was overjoyed, his parents not so much.))

Owns a lot of lucky charms, almost to the point where it’s absurd.

Most of his old clothes end up becoming hand-me-downs to Ronan, Sean and Cian.

He knocked out (one of) Cian's teeth when he was younger.

He has a couple photos of his family members haphazardly pasted onto the inside of his locker door.

Plays shitty, overused pranks on some of the other Boxers.

He's coaching Sean and Cian on how to box. (And cheat, he enthusiastically encouraged the twins to keep up with their whole 'Switch-Places' shtick.)

His knuckles are bruised from the horseshoes he has in his gloves, as well as a few swollen spots on his face. Probably has a dislocated or even broken finger or two.

There's merchandise of all of the boxer's in the WVBA, sometimes there's a figure or plush of Aran being thrown at the wall or kicked down the stairs in the Ryan Household.

Most likely would try to fight with Sean or Cian in the ring. (Sort of almost a..Bear Hugger situation. But not with a squirrel. I do not know how to word this..)

Buys the shittiest Birthday presents ever. Literally. He doesn't gaf.

Was somehow dragged into a Double Scull by Sean, Aran purposefully tipped the boat and Sean didn't speak to him for around 3-5 business days.

He goes to the pub from time to time, which gives him a lot of gossip and such about the locals.

Doesn't get into Bar Fights as much as one would think.

He DEFINITELY has messy, horrible handwriting.

here,, dumps this and walks away

therr will probably be a part two,,and maybe i'll do one soley focused on his relations with the fellow boxers because ive been too scared to dip my toe into that territory yet,,(I DONT UNDERSTAND SHIPPING FOR THE LIFE OF ME, hwo does it work..) anywasy thank you for coming to my ted talk and sorry for yapping heart heart

[strgrlxox]

✧.➷ sex (& aftercare) with ellie

original request here !

sex ||

i jus know ellie is a switch…

like she definitely tops u most of the time 

but sometimes my girl just wants u to hold her down and have your way with her

it’s kinda her way of saying she trusts u

tell her u want her and she gets so cocky

“ur just so needy for me, huh?”

“look at my pretty girl, all spread out and wanting me”

“all this for me?”

she loves asking questions that u can’t answer

cause her perfect little fingers are curling inside u in a way so perfect it makes u loose ur train of thought

and she knows thisss

cause she knows u and ur body so well

she’s a little insecure also

so she has a praise kink

like a really bad praise kink

tell her how good she’s making you feel

stroke her face

kiss her (slowly, she likes slow kisses)

tell how she’s the only one who can make u feel like this

or else

she’s obviously really jealous

despite knowing you’re hers like she’s is yours

she can’t help but think you’ll meet someone else and realize how much better you can do as if

so, when you go to a party or something

and some rando comes up to you and flirts with u right in front of her

she will dedicate the rest of the night to reminding you how she can make you feel

how well she not only knows you

but your body

she’ll make you come in every way she can

twice

kissing you sweetly in between positions

reminding you how she’s the only one who can make u feel like this everytime u calm from your highs

she’s definitely not the most experienced

but she is a very quick and efficient learner

like seriously

all she wants is to make u feel good

borderline obsessive

not in an all she wants to do is fuck u kinda way

but in a she can get put in the mood at literally anything u do kinda way

ur just so perfect to her

also

u being horny makes her horny

if u ask her boobs or ass

she’ll say

“idk i love them both equally”

which is lie

she likes tits a littleee bit more

big or small

she does not gaf

it gets to a point that u stop sleeping with a shirt on

she’ll just sneak her hands underneath it anyway

she’s so loud

literally cannot control her volume at all when u go down on her

don’t even get me started on how she eats u out

don’t get me wrong–she loves to receive

but there’s something abt giving that just gets her

she could spend forever in between your legs

licking and sucking at u like her life depends on it

“god, you taste so fucking good.”

it gets really messy

you’ll be convulsing and squirming in her hold but she doesn’t not relent

she doesn't like to rush anything that has to do with you

but she’s not opposed to quickes at all

they let off steam

she loves ur whole body

but her favorite is ur lips

she lives for kissing u

she’s versatile as fuck too

sometimes she’ll be gentle with u

like ur a work of art

others she’ll be so filthy

touching underneath dinner tables

abandoned buildings, alleyways, literally anywhere u let/want her

“ellie.” you’d whine. “we could get caught.”

“i’ve never let that happen before, baby, have i?”

you’d be propped up on a bathroom counter

you’re probably at joels house

and she’s looking up at you, you can see her eyes sparkling through your tears

she’s on her knees before you

making your back arch with her tongue

“besides, baby, you taste so good. let me make you feel good, alright?”

ellie gets off on your pleasure

she’s almost methodical when she’s touching you

thinking of all the ways she could touch you, taste you, make you cum

she can never stop at one

taking her time, she slowly brings you to release

again and again and again

until ur begging her to stop

your legs shake for like 15 minutes afterwards

and ur so fucked out

she hold you while you’re breathing steadies

whispering praises in your ear

the sound of her voice is the only thing keeping you grounded

“ur so good to me, y/n. always so perfect for me.”

aftercare ||

she gets rly tired but refuses to fall asleep until u do

will bring u snacks and water

gets u whatever u need

cleans u even if she’s exhausted

showers with u if u aren't too tired

sometimes she’ll run u a bath but u always make her join u

she complains abt all the bubbles but she actually loves them

they smell rly nice

sometimes she’ll let u hold her afterwards

it took a while for to be comfortable being little spoon

but it’s grown on her

don’t even bother putting ur clothes back on

she is a skin to skin enthusiast

all she wants after to sex it to make sure ur okay, and to feel ur body heat

and ur more than happy to oblige

she gets rly soft and sappy after sex

maybe it’s cause she’s tired but she’s on u like moss

tracing ur skin

making sure she didn’t hurt u or anything

she compliments u so much afterwards

“god, u r so beautiful.”

clingy as hell

seriously, unless it was a quicke or something, she’s not letting u go

she likes it when u lay on top of her

with ur head in her neck

and ur like straddling her waist kinda

she’s says it’s so she can make sure ur safe

but rly

it make her feel safe

play with her hair

please

it’s a must

[ashsostrange]

"averagegirlie" is just "xxoxobree", formerly known as "breeandhermunches" on a burner. newsflash, your "fav" miles writer isn't who you think she is!

ik a lot of us must be VERY confused so let me help you out. @/averagegirlie and @/xxoxobree are the same mfkn person! why did bree make this account? i assume that it's so she could fend for herself and keep the "unbothered" act up on her main page. that's why she deletes all her reblogs after arguing w someone then comes over to this account to start bsing. not to mention she can say extremely problematic things with no repercussions, because she doesn't have a following on that page + it's not tied to her.. at least it wasn't before! bree's a very messy liar. i peeped the truth so lemme share it w y'all.

bree if you're seeing this, go take a couple shots before you read. you should've kept it cute but you didn't, so let's get nasty mf.

i have receipts! let's start right here cz i find this the funniest:

nobody but her spells "internet" like that... this is one of the many examples of the two accounts talking alike, even though bree said she wouldn't refer to "yao" as a friend when the whole rashad thing was going down. yesterday, i reminded yao of that. she said "i like bree, so what" but she deleted that and changed it to "when are y'all gonna catch on to the fact that we talk?" mhm.. bree's a lil confused, but next!

y'all see "yao's" tag? telling alexa to play some bs... then y'all see bree?? NEXT!

go look on miss average's page. she only comes online to defend and ride the hell out of bree's dick. remember ts w amani? why are you going so hard for someone who says they dk you like that LMFAO. not to mention, when the rashad shit was happening, bree said "this my girl and she never been wrong" but then she turns around and says "i wouldn't say we're friends" WHICH ONE IS IT MISS MUNCH??! 😭🤣🤣 next!

why we praising tf out of bree's oc? ts was ai bro. we got a self supafan. next...

look at this smart anon, putting tg the pieces and shit. "ash and dalia fight your battles every time" is literally.. a lie. what battles are we referring to? talia's never in drama as much as you're implying. and ima ride for my friends anyway, tf? but my entire blog will never be centered around ONE human being. it ain't that serious ever. "yao" and bree need hobbies cz writing obv ain't doing it for her. next.

bree has also said she's messy lol. she likes drama. hm!

look at how she came on her white horse when bree was battling the great war w anons over miles morales smut (which i don't fw, js to be clear.) who summoned her? BREE LMFAIOFHDGFKJAS... NEXT!!!

here's miss xxoxo munches being ableist, much like her alter ego. bro went silent and blocked lia after this. now let's get into miss average again.

look at this bs. ion even gotta say much.. this girl is black & not chinese!! y'all should know why this is weird. here's the "evidence" she gave me btw:

here's me proving her wrong! she tried! next.

y'all see the way they're tagging their posts w their usernames? mhm.. ik you do.

HMMM....

these are both bree. i don't mean to bring up maye again, but i have to for context. what happened wasn't js "drama"... the things she said to dalia were racist + that post she was lyin' about lia in. she also liked the post.. dead giveaway you silly bitch! 🥱 nd she was also instigating in honey's inbox. i know her typing style and her emoji colors lol. it's common sense atp. it's not hard to tell when an anon is bree. and from what i'm seeing not even maye is fw her.. LMFAISAIDHSAY GIRL YOU'RE DONE! 😭 feel free to go thru their accs, you'll see ts too. she's funny asf for this, i'll give her that and that only. i've never laughed so much in under 24 hours. 💓

in conclusion, bree is messy, bored, insecure, ableist & miserable! she thought nobody would ever find out but here we are today. she fronts not gaf but then switches to this acc to let off some serious steam... as miss freeman once said: "Alexa, play yikes!"

but bless bree 💗 maybe if you change now, you'll still be able to collect your tokens like dalia says.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

could you tell me more about that arc v college au (that was yours, right?)

YESSS i have indeed sent the arc-v gang to college to get more knowledge. mostly. some of them, anyway </3 ive given some overview details on 'em before but lemme lightning round some more tidbits about the Arc-V side of Not-Lawrence, Kansas:

ok refresher: of the yuboys and bgirls only yuri (19), yugo (19), celina (20), and lulu (22) are the only ones Actually Enrolled in College. yuya and zuzu (16-17ish) are still in high school, yuto (22) graduated with a BFA in game design recently, and rin (20) works at Stardust Auto Body and Repair.

i have so many little college AU vignettes drifting around in my brain that I'd like to write/am mid-writing and I wont chat yalls ears off about all of 'em but man. MAN. thinking a lot about Yuri, Dennis, and Celina as a trio of characters dealing with finding out the conservative summer camp they got sent to was a front for a cult and just like. Having to work through that with each other whether they want to or not. (Yuri and Celina were childhood friends who had a MESSY falling out when they were like 10, Celina and Dennis are dormmates, and well Dennis and Yuri are Making My Brain Melt.) Sora is also somewhere in there Dealing With That Too but he's like 15 and his parents dont gaf about him so THATS ALSO NOT GREAT. AND HURTS BAD.

I feel like sylvio's dad donated a bench to the performing arts highschool yuya & co go to and sylvio does nottttt shut up about it DUDE IT'S A BENCH. DO YOUR AP ENGLISH HOMEWORK

yuya gets his first job at a Culver's and ended up getting fired because he Wasnt Very Good At It and oh the fallout was catastrophic. oh you know that boy was having a meltdown in the walk-in.

Zarc's 33 year old grownass man ass keeps harassing his baby cousins and it's like. GET A JOBBBBBBB

Shay works at a shooting range 🔫🐦

there is so much going on with all of these characters' family situations i completely made up in my brain. dennis doesnt even know he has a 40-something year old lesbian older sister living in Washington D.C. with her wife and her Boston Terriers

[dulcewrites]

I feel like the only thing that ties reader to aemond at this point is her sense of duty and the title of ‘husband and wife’……like if aegon actually did make a law about divorces -as it was mentioned in a previous ask- and if she did choose to get married to aegon and go through the divorce process her dynamic with him would be so weird

i imagine aemond still being possessive over her due to his pride but actually not being able to do anything bc it’s not his wife🤭!

and it would benefit reader sm lmao like: her kids are technically the kings kids or at least the queens kids so they’d be much better protected, she wouldn’t have to endure every day the humiliation aemond put her through bc it’s not her husband we’re talking about anymore, she’d have taken revenge on aemond by humiliating him and wounding his pride in the way that would hurt him the most -ruining his public picture-, receive the love she deserves and her family would benefit even more from the fact that she’s married to the king😭

tbh this is the most idealistic scenario bc there are always thing that can go wrong (especially when it comes to this family lmao) but it’s still better than being in a position where again, so so many things can go wrong but on top of that all ur husband doesn’t gaf and humiliates u every day

If the divorce thing was possible…. It would be idealistic, and messy at the same time. The most frustrating part about fmo Aemond is that he probably would not let reader go fully, even after everything he has done. Especially now that there is the possibility of him being alone. Their dynamic would be so awkward 😭😭

Reader would be queen and with someone she cares about but knowing how Westeros (and just life) is, I could also see her taking the brunt of that decision. No one would question Aegon, not publicly at least, he’s the king. Unless someone let it slip that Aemond cheated, people would see her as a social climber that went from a Prince then straight to the king when she got the chance. But then again crazier things have happened with the Targs so maybe nobody would care

[chairhahaha]

canon es looks like a pathetic baby

i love how u end up analysing every piece you see ur so smart

i honestly hate how everyone handled it so childishly like ur telling me that everyone in vivid street watched an obliviously continue to wait for nagi for YEARS not even a few months or weeks it was most of her life???😭😭 i know they wanted to fufil nagi’s final wish but honestly that’s just so wrong. also taiga what the fuck man how r u gonna destroy an’s dreams like that then bring the entire group JUST TO PROVE THAT VBS CANT BEAT RAD WEEKEND ARE YOU DENSE ok ignore that anyways no way the entire town agreed that this was okay?????

ur right though milgram’s treatment is way more inhumane what the hell is wrong with them, as far as i’m aware i think all the wardens introduced (novel and music project) r like high schoolers. DUDE😭😭😭 imagine just being a normal teenagerthen u wake up with no memory of what u were doing before and get told by a talking chromosome that ur surrounded by murderers thats absolutely terrifying

THE STACKS OF PAPER WHAT THE HELL not even the excessive hw i get could get that bad

idk if u read Side S yet but I’ll spoil it under cut bc good god

Es KNOWS that their memory Was wiped and they don’t gaf because

“I want to be a beautiful warden if that’s the case, if memories are impurities for a warden, then they are unnecessary” Like WHAT THE FUCK WHAT HAS MILGRAM DONE TO YOU

milgram wardens r honestly so dehumanised to the point where nothing else but the verdicts they give is important. jackalop is so. ew i like making fun of him but he also seems genuinely frightening in the sense that he’s a higher rank than es so he could. do anything to them. dont even get me started on novel jackalope she can literally strangle the wardens like “do you want to stop breathing too?” SHUT UP PLEASE

I want t3 so badlu but at the same time im so horrified

ANALYSIS READING TIME!

i feel like i could pull up with this and you’d still find a way to analyse it/pos

edit: WHO VOTED ON THE POLL LMFAOOOOO

messy hair es!!!! i only did that so it wouldn’t look too basic but omg!!!!!!! yes es is clutching onto themselves and their heart, idk i js copied the original poseLMAO

the duller clothing has no meaning i just love playing with saturation

ur flower analysis is so good holy shit i was just trying to doodle those rlly basic flowers bc i was NOT drawing all that detail on an’s shitt. abandonment. oh god the prisoners

“if u put a red and white flower together something something someone will die” <- looks at a prisoner

Okay I Actually Lied I Did Want To Put Symbolism (abt the person behind es)

You are correct that is supposed to be past es, i was trynna go for like there’s nothing much to past es’ design because es doesn’t know their past self so. they could be anything . so like the basic ness in the design means that there’s not much u can really say about a past you don’t remember WHAT AM I SAYING

“they died before even becoming a warden” HOLY FUCKING SHITTTTRTT THATS SO SICK I HATE MILGRAM

the pancreas thing is so cool i didnt even know that what

the longer hair was entirely an accident its bc i didnt have a reference of es’ back hair. but of course kani finds a way to analyse it and still make it make sense. ahoge was also unintentional LMFAO es is implied to have a bad past so it makes sense that pre milgram es would be depressed

THE NUMBER OF FLOWERS TOO?? i honestly had no idea numbers had symbolisms i just pasted a bunch of flowers everywhere so the background wouldnt look basic

i DEFO drew them looking like hearts but i tried drawing petals scattered everywhere. the hearts look cute tho

did u know i based the fence off the wall thing in ur engeki es art😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

the fence bar things is supposed to represent milgram bc. the gold things r in milgram. es’ room. and the fact that warden es and past es r separated by that fence implies that milgram is preventing es from uhh knowing their past/true self by putting a fence and hiding the past from them

idk shit about fences so im just gonna go with whatever u said about facing outwards and inwards bc it still makes sm sense😭

oh god the heart being split apart because es was ripped from their childhood and since its a fence they can’t get it back

^ that was NOT intentional i just wanted to say smt

i think i need to get better at symbolisms like i’m literally a milgram fan

THANK TOU SO MUCHHH OH MY GOF DON’T KYS YOU CAN DIE FROM THAT🙏🙏🙏🙏

下剋上

i need to stop drawing them with a baby face all the time😭😭

if u find any symbolisms here it was probably an accident i suck at analysing and all that

An and Es when they have 2 letter names and were raised in an environment that they believed and trusted in only to realise that the truth was being hidden from them (if that makes sense)

who died???? probably their freedom

^ if that makes. sense (I SAID THAT ALREADY)

based off this

if u saw me post this b4 u didnt

[neerasrealm]

Fresh Start

A story about Sally Williams finding a new home with an- odd pair of men. Fun fact but I’ve rewritten this story twice because I couldn’t decide on how to write this- I wanted it to be as good as possible and I think I’m happy with this version.

Word count: 1651

Laughing Jack hummed softly to himself as he quietly played his accordion. He had no song in mind, it was just aimless chords without meaning. It was dark now, the sun had gone down, and there was nobody in the park save for some teens or late night joggers. 

Looking down at his accordion, he realised someone was watching him. He looked to the side to meet the bright, green eyes watching him. The eyes belonged to a girl, who could only be about ten years old, wearing a pink dress. She had messy brown hair that fell in curls just past her shoulders. He smiled at her.

"Well 'ello there." He greeted. "Can I 'elp ya, kiddo?"

"...I like your music." She said softly. He smiled and tilted his head. 

"I recognize ya," he said. "Weren' you wiv th' other kids earlier, when I was givin' ou' balloons?"

She nodded and held up the balloon dog Jack had made for her earlier. She smiled, just a little bit. He chuckled.

"Wha're ye doin' down 'ere so la'e, Sally? Shouldn' ye be a' 'ome wiv yer ma an' da?" He asked. Sally's smile dropped and she looked at the ground. Jack frowned. "...'ave ya...go' a ma an' da?"

Sally sniffled. Jack watched tears fall from her eyes. He scooted up the bench and patted the space next to him. "Ey, i's alrigh', come ta Jackie." He said softly. Sally climbed onto the bench next to him, holding her balloon animal and an old stuffed bear. She hugged both of them tight as she cried quietly. Jack wrapped an arm around the girl and pet her head. "Shh, i's alrigh', Jackie's 'ere."

Sally snuggled close against him, her crying getting louder. The clown hugged her tight, rubbing circles into her back. The poor girl- she felt deathly cold, and so small- though that could've just been that Jack was very tall. 

Sally buried her face in Jack's shirt. He smelled of lavender and the rain. The smell was a small comfort. As she cried Jack could only watch in horror as a bloody gash formed in her head. Blood trickled down her face and through her beautiful brown hair. He reached into his puffy sleeve and pulled out a rag. He wiped blood from her face the best he could. 

Sally probably wasn't human like he'd initially thought. 

"Do ya 'ave anywhere ta go, kiddo?" He asked softly.

"I-I can go h-home but- my mo- my mom and d-dad moved aw-away." She managed to say in between sobs. Jack nodded slowly. "The n-ne-new people c-call me sc-scary." Her sobbing got more intense as she spoke. Jack hugged her tighter.

"Well tha's no' very nice…" He murmured. He stared down at her. He couldn't just leave this girl alone. Human or not, it wasn't right to leave a child alone in a park all night and day. It went against the very reason he existed. "E-Ey kiddo, 'ow abou' ye stay wiv me fer t'night?" He asked. Sally sniffled and looked up at him. "Wouldja like tha'?" 

"Okay." She replied oh so softly. Her voice was barely above a whisper. Jack scooped her up into his arms and held her close. He adjusted the strap on his accordion so it hung off his back rather than front, and stood up. 

"Ya like piggy-back rides?" He asked with a small grin. Sally seemed to brighten up a bit. She nodded, and Jack lifted her up onto his shoulders. "Now ya can see th' whole park." He chirped. Sally sniffled and grinned down at the clown. 

                                                       ××××××

"Jack? Where are we going?" Sally asked. Jack had walked halfway across town and was now casually sauntering through a building site near the edge of the forest. 

"Hm? Oh! I live in th' woods, wiv a frien'." Jack smiled up at her.

"A friend?"

"Yeh! 'Is name's Slender. 'E's a bi' grumpy, bu' you'll like 'im." Jack replied. "Don' tell 'im I said this, bu' 'e 'as a sof' spo' fer kids."

Sally looked down at the clown curiously. "Will he like me?" She asked.

"Will 'e like ya?" He asked incredulously. "Of course 'e will! Slen loves kiddos, almos' as much as I do." Jack grinned up at her. "Th' two of us are gonna be fussin' over ya nigh' an’ day."

He made his way deep into the forest, with Sally clinging close to him. Jack patted her head reassuringly. Poor thing- he could tell why she'd be scared, being taken into the woods by someone she didn't know well after...well he didn't exactly know what had happened to her, but he knew it couldn't be good. Luckily, they soon came upon a clearing. Sitting in the middle of it was a large house. It was practically a castle to Sally.

"Tha's our gaf." Jack said, pointing.

"It's so big…" Sally murmured. Jack smiled.

"Sure is! Plen'y o' room fer ya t' run aroun'." He chirped. He walked to the door and opened it. Stepping inside, Sally stared around the giant living room. There was a couch, a couple armchairs, a very primitive tv, even by 70s standards and...well, not much else. The house seemed to be empty. 

"Slen, I'm 'ome." Jack called out as he walked towards a door next to the couch.. He grabbed Sally from his shoulders and held her against his chest instead as he opened the door. The girl looked around quickly, green eyes shining curiously. 

"Oh, Ja-" standing in the kitchen was a tall man in a suit. His skin was completely white, and his proportions were so unnatural- his arms and legs were far too long for anyone to realistically have. The thing that freaked Sally out the most, however, was his face, or rather- his lack of one. Sally clung tighter to Jack, staring in horror as this monster in front of her stared right back. In a movement too smooth and quick for any person, he crossed the room. "Jack, who is that?"

"This is Sally! Ain't she a righ' cu'e basin o' gravy?" Jack chirped back, adjusting his hold on Sally. 

"Jack, you can't just take random children! Especially here! Now she'll know about everyone living in these woods and tell all the other children and-" Slender's angry and panicked rant was cut off by Jack extending an arm and placing his index finger where Slender's lips would be.

"Cool i', china pla'e. I didn' 'alf inch 'er because she's cu'e, if ye're finkin' tha'." Jack replied. His accent seemed to thicken while talking to Slender. "She 'asn't go' anywhere ta go. 'Er ma an' da are gone."

Slender was quiet for a few moments before sighing. He rubbed his featureless face in irritation. "Alright, alright…" He looked from Jack to Sally. He tilted his head at her. "Well- hello Sally, I suppose you're staying with us for now." He said, softer this time. Sally still flinched away from him. 

"Ah, don' be scared o' 'im, Slen wouldn' 'ur' a 'air on yer 'ead." Jack said, rubbing Sally's back soothingly. He grinned at his friend. "Ain' tha' righ', Slen?"

Slender seemed to become distressed for a moment and he stepped away from Jack and Sally. "Oh I'm- I'm sorry I should've assumed you'd be scared...I always forget about that-" he glanced away nervously for a moment. He held out a hand to Sally. "I'm Slender. It's a pleasure to meet you, little one. I- apologize for the bad first impression, Jack can be...impulsive, at times."

Jack muttered something to himself and rolled his eyes. Sally looked at him and smiled, then at Slender's hand. She hesitated, then reached out to shake it. Her entire hand was barely bigger than Slender's palm. After she pulled away from the handshake she heard Jack chuckle, and she looked up at the clown.

"Ye okay, Slen?"

"Small…"

Jack barked a laugh and reached out, patting Slender's shoulder. "Ye big softie." He murmured affectionately. Slender shot him a look and adjusted his tie, trying to regain his composure. Sally giggled at the two of them.

"How old are you, dear?"

"Ten." Sally replied. Slender made an- odd- noise that made Jack snicker. 

"God she's only a toddler-"

"Ten year ol's aren' toddlers, Slen." Laughing Jack said. Slender ignored him. 

"Can we get you anything, Sally? A drink? Are you hungry?" He asked. Sally smiled shyly at all the attention. Sure her parents had treated her like a princess but this? This was the kind of fawning only a queen got. 

"Toast would be nice." She said. "And- warm milk…?"

Slender, despite his lack of face, seemed to radiate happiness. "Of course!" He chirped maybe a bit too eagerly. He turned and quickly moved to the fridge, pulling out some bread and a carton of milk. 

Sally watched him curiously as Jack moved to the dining table and took a seat. Sally was dropped into his lap. She looked up at him while he rubbed her cheek with the back of a finger. Sally hugged her bear and balloon animal as she looked around.

"Does anyone else live here?" She asked. Jack shook his head.

"Nah." He replied. "We've always wan'ed more though...lo'sa kiddos runnin' aroun' th' gaf, like a big ol' fam'ly." The clown smiled down at Sally. 

"What's a gaf?" Sally asked. Jack wheezed in amusement. 

"A 'gaf' is a house," Slender said. "I only understand him because I've known him too long." He added, nodding his head at the clown. Jack grinned at Slender.

"Ah, ye luv me." He said. Slender squinted at him.

"Well that's news to me."

Jack wheezed again, cackling loudly in amusement. Sally giggled in his lap. She liked these two, as strange as they were. Maybe- just maybe- this could be a fresh start. She'd like that.

[oktorpg]

When the Heart Feels Lost - Rey Solo

〄 ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ

╰ ᴸᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ: 𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙘𝙖'𝙨 𝙄𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙

╰ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᴵⁿᶜˡᵘᵈⁱⁿᵍ: 『 #Luna 』

╰ ᵀⁱᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵃᵐᵉ: ᴰᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ᴾʰᵃˢᵉ ⁵

The night air was growing warmer, as I lay here in the tall grass at the back of the mansion, my jacket lay under my head rolled into a pillow. There was so much happening, with no time to spare, I felt the need to free myself from the madness, even if it were for only a few minutes.

The hum of the night had died a few days ago, it was like the animals on the island had known what was coming and had given up before they saw it with their own eyes. But then again, with the black rain poisoning the waters, and killing anything that couldn’t hide, this island was starting to feel like a graveyard filled with all those innocent souls.

‘Hir Yu fou daun, ai don ste trana gon fig au Yu!’ ( Here you are, I was trying to find you! ) #Luna had snuck up on me, not that I was trying hard to hide from her or anyone else.

“Just needed some time to think.” I told her without moving. I had taken my brace off and set it to the side, my body was too tired to even attempt to move.

‘Dula op Yu gaf in Ai gon gyon au?’ ( Do you want me to go? ) She stood over me, her messy dark curly hair blocking out the view to the stars beyond.

“Nou, Ste kamp raun ai hir, taim Yu gaf in. ” ( No, stay with me here, if you want ) I told her.

She smiled taking off her jacket and taking the spot beside me, telling me she was glad to hear my trig was growing and getting better. It was all thanks to her and John. The two of them had been helping me learn since we came to the Island.

I pushed the thoughts of him away because nothing good would come of them. And of course, the #ZenMasters eyes missed nothing.

‘How long will you make him pay for his mistake? It isn’t like we have all the time.’ She mirrored me looking up at the sky. She knew it gave me peace to see the stars.

“I don’t know. It’s not a switch I can turn on and off Luna.” I couldn’t and wouldn’t lie to her. We had a clear-cut relationship. We didn’t hide from one another.

‘You know…’ She begun. ‘Once I thought I had the world in my hands. That I knew where my path would take me. That I knew all the answers, and that I could stay mad with those I loved because we had time…’ Her voice was sombre. ‘But then in a blink of an eye they were all gone. Their blood flowed freely, and I was left behind… the last one standing. A person who now has no people of her own.’

“You have me….” However, I knew too well what she was trying to say. I turned to look in her direction for a moment before my gaze returned to the sky. “It’s not the same Luna. It’s not like they didn’t love you back… Me… Anyone I love and care for…” I shook my head and cleared the lump building in my throat because it became hard to continue.

She waited; not pushing me. “Have you ever loved someone so much, that no matter what they do to you, how much they hurt you… You smile and take it?” My eyes burned as tears I promised I would never cry again rolled down the side of my eyes and into my hair.

“There has to be a moment, a cut so deep that you say Enough. If I take another hit so hard. I won’t survive another beat of my broken heart.” My voice cracked at the last word.

We lay in silence looked up at the dark star filled sky. Words lost in the moment until I felt her squeeze my hand, I wasn’t even sure when she had found it laying between the two of us on the ground. Her fingers roamed to the point of my healed scars on my wrist and then her fingers stayed there.

‘You won’t ever give up on love, Ai Stisis ( Little Sister ). Your heart is too big, your faith in people too deep, and your want to protect is unfathomable. No matter how much they hurt you, no matter the tears that run down your cheeks. You will find your way back to that peace in your heart. You will let them back in, and you will lay yourself over the boom stick just so they can live.’

I closed my eyes, needing the darkness to swallow me up because I knew she was correct. No matter how much my heart had been ripped open by those I cared for. I never deviated from the end goal. To protect them.

“It makes me a fool, doesn’t it? My mom, Finn… and now here… I…” I wasn’t even sure what it was that it made me.

‘They thought they were doing the right thing.’ #Luna turned her head; I could feel her eyes on me now. ‘Can we hold it against them?’

“So, I just act like nothing happened? I shrug it off and say Hey, sure… it’s all in a day’s work. And just pretend like I always have that I am unphased.”

‘Taim Lufa au tiya Yo en, Hodnes nou laik kwelnes, em ste yuj.’ ( Look around yourself, Love is not a weakness. It is strength. ) She was sitting up and glancing down at me when I finally opened my red rimmed eyes. ‘Em don Yu. Yu!’ ( And it made you. You! )

“However, I am not someone I would wish on another. No one should feel the way I do. I sometimes wish I was more like Clarke, Bells or even Jo… Murphy.”

‘Taim bilaik tombom lin don drop of, chek au gon blinkas. Bilaik rein keryon kik raun…’ ( When your heart feels lost, look to the eyes. That is the place the soul lives... )

And as those words sunk into my heart, I closed my eyes from the night sky and a flash of baby blue made its way to my forethought.

[pixelgrotto]

The implosion of NeoGAF

The internet is a very strange and fast-moving beast. Leave it for a short while, and you can suddenly come back to a mass of unexpected news that seemingly came outta nowhere. Case in point - I was mostly offline for the last few days due to travelling, and when I finally had a moment to check Twitter, I discovered that giant gaming forum NeoGAF had imploded upon itself due to allegations that its owner, Tyler “Evilore” Malka, had engaged in sexual misconduct.

The background info behind this fiasco is a little beyond my ability to sum up, so if you want a good primer on what went down, I recommend that you read these two articles by Kotaku and Waypoint. In a nutshell, though, NeoGAF is one of the biggest gaming forums on the internet and has prided itself on being a bastion of social justice and progressive thought, particularly in the often insanely intense discussions that would rage in its Off-Topic discussion board, generally referred to as the OT. Over the weekend, however, some serious #MeToo Facebook allegations emerged detailing unwanted advances that Evilore had made on a woman in 2015. After the allegations went viral and no public statement was made, GAF moderators began exiting en masse as a form of protest, saying they could no longer support a forum owned by a person who may have engaged in such actions. Then the whole forum went offline for about two days and has only recently re-emerged with the OT axed, apparently because Evilore wants to lose the messy political talk and go back to focusing solely on video games. Speaking of Evilore, he’s denied the allegations, both in that Waypoint article and in a nebulous pinned post titled “The state of NeoGAF.”

Frankly, the current state of GAF is a total mess, because people who thought they were part of a progressive community are angry with what surely seems like a betrayal. You’ve got posters making threads screaming “fuck you Evilore” in an effort to get themselves intentionally banned, others crying “why can’t we just talk about video games” and even a random Goatse pic here and there. And in the midst of all of this is one particularly good post by The Albatross, specifically addressed to Evilore, which sums things up nicely: 

“The way this is all being handled is inexcusably bad, it’s just a master class in bad executive decisions. There isn’t much community left here, but removing the Off Topic forum because the owner of the website allegedly did something disgusting several years ago - and was identified - is punishing the community for disgusting decisions that the owner of the website made… The reason your business is a business is largely because the site has both a gaming discussion area (which I think is the initial draw for most members) and then an off topic area (which most members also chat in). I think most people here became members to chat about videogames, but then naturally, you chat about other things you’re interested in - sports, movies, music, or the really specific topics like the Black Culture threads, developer/programming threads, or the communities like WrassleGaf or NFLGaf. Punishing those communities because you or your former staff are exposing your business to risk with poor choices is not the right way to handle this.”

That’s essentially how I feel. I won’t comment on the sexual allegations, but at the very least, Evilore has handled this situation poorly by being late to comment, by lashing out at his accuser (see the Waypoint article) and by thinking that removing the OT section of GAF will magically fix things. GAF’s brand has been diced and sliced, and the right thing to do would be to change the management of the site and the branding. Heck, even Devin Faraci, an infamous movie blogger/male “feminist” who I can’t stand, stepped down (twice) from his Birth.Death.Movies site when he was accused of sexual misconduct, and rightly so. Evilore should do the same, because right now he risks his community (and livelihood) never recovering from this. 

Personally speaking, even if the sexual allegations turn out to be false, this whole fiasco has made me unsure of whether or not I want to stick around on the board, and I’ve already deleted the shortcut to the site from my phone. It’s too bad, because while GAF had major problems, including a culture of elitism and draconian moderation (check Twitter and you can see plenty of former posters accusing mods of perma-banning anyone who dared to spout contrarian, non-progressive rhetoric, which isn’t entirely untrue), the site did have a lot going for it as well. It was a huge, sprawling hive of conversation, one of the last big message boards in an internet that has largely moved on to shorter methods of communication. Its unique clout meant that industry news often broke there, and the official threads that were launched to celebrate the release of big games, movies and television shows were awesome, and led to better discussion than the 140/280-character tidbits that you can find on Twitter. Best of all were those special threads created by people who had real knowledge to share on gaming. If it weren’t for GAF, I wouldn’t be so enthralled with the Japanese-only PC-98, nor would I know about the magic behind Sega raster racers.  Unfortunately, the environment that bred those kinds of discussions has been badly damaged, and I don’t know if it’ll ever recover. It sucks that an arena of good enthusiast discussion has to potentially die due to the actions of its owner, but in a world full of #Metoo stories and generally misogynistic gaming culture…maybe it’s for the best.

The above screencap was apparently taken right before the boards went offline. Got it from Liam Robertson’s Twitter.

[fictionxlover]

I agree with everything you've said like I don't hate D but what reason does she have to rule the 7 kingdoms? She can't create a legacy bc a) she thinks she's the last T and b) she's been told she can't have children and what reason does cersei have? Like the only reason D thinks she has a right is bc her crazy ass dad was king but he was crazy!! And got overthrown! And like the T's were only on the thrown bc they made all the others bend the knee! So if she's gonna use that as an excuse (1/2)

(2/2) that her family ruled then she has to respect the right of "usurpers" which would make Robert legitimate, thereby destroying her own claim!! And like if she's all about the people and freeing the people, why can't she let the North do its thing when that is so clearly what the people there want and have always wanted? They chose Jon, not her, and making him bend the knee isn't gonna change that and forcing them thru dragons isn't a choice. Let them be!!!!

Thanks for the ask! This will be messy fyi! I might ramble :) 

IMHO she hasn’t shown me she would be a good ruler for the 7 kingdoms and why she has the right to rule. She is a great conqueror, I will give her that but ruler of the 7 kingdoms? Idk how she would do. I mean looked what happened to Mereen? Also, she put Dario in charge! Who knows what will happen to that city?

Now, I don’t think D*ny can’t have kids. I think there is a chance she can...

...D*ny’s entitlement drives me crazy!! You have no idea. The thing with D*ny is that its more of she thinks she deserves the throne rather than she will be a good ruler that Westeros needs. If that makes sense? That is one of the things that irks me about her character. Also, she wants these people to bend the knee to her but hasn’t proved to these people she is different from other rulers or not her father. She just expects them to bend the knee??

I don’t know much about Targ history but I have always assumed they got everyone to bend the knee cuz you know dragons. And just seems they just brought incest, destruction, dragons lol. The good king Jaeherys is prob only Targ I would actually stan. Rn with D*ny it seems like a join me or burn situation...which...you're not showing that you're different from other past rulers, and also the people will only follow you because they fear you...how does that make you different from other tyrants? 

The North idea you're bringing up is very interesting actually. I know Jon will bend the knee by the end of the season and D*ny will be happy about this. HOWEVER, I think when she gets to WF she will realize it's not that easy. I doubt the North is going to be cool with this. They didn’t even want Jon to leave them! Now he comes back and is like hey guys I am back, got dragon glass, oh also I bend the knee to the Targ! So yeah...North is hers...

Also, I am just imagining if it goes down like DAY 1 THEY LEARN JON BEND THE KNEE THEN 3 HRS LATER JON COMES BACK AND IS LIKE SOOO...I AM A SECRET TARG... XD WHAT?! HOW WILL THEY REACT TO THIS SHIT?! 

All seriousness tho, the North picked Jon. They only follow a ruler they believe in and that is Jon. Honestly, I see them being like whatever to D*ny. I don’t even know if Jon can say anything to convince them too? I think it's gonna be like before he left to DS. They gonna say fuck no, you just lost your mind Snow, and that's it. I mean...they all will have to work together but I have a feeling all of them are going to make it known they don’t gaf, they only follow their king which gods its foreshadowing again with king Jon idea. 

...People in Mereen etc followed D*ny cuz they believed in her but idk if the people in Westeros will...

I do wonder if D*ny will be like North is yours to Jon cuz she sees ppl don’t believe or want her has their ruler at the end...or if she will be like do it or...you know...

You know I don’t really care who gets IT cuz I m thinking of the war but there was this quote Varys said to Tyrion about the ruler Westeros needed and when he first said that I didn’t see D*ny match that description 110%...

I know I have rambled a bit and this comes off anti-D*ny but I do like her character (kinda hard to 110% hate her w/ Emilia) but unlike other viewers, I see her has a grey character. I don’t view this character has a hero or savior of Westeros. I see D*ny has a character who once wanted to go home but along the way got obsessed with getting the throne she believes she is entitled to. Ignoring the fact that she might not be the ruler Westeros needs. 

However, i feel her viewpoint could change a bit once she sees the threat of the wws (and lose 1 of her children aka dragons). I feel she will see that maybe she has a different role to play. That its not all about IT but survival. And if she does want to rule and be a good queen, one of the things she has to do is protect her people which rn is from the NK...

IDK if any of this made sense but I tried :P 

Hope I get more asks like this. I like talking about GOT. :D

[neerasrealm]

Distrust

A story about Toby waking up after the events of his origin story. Trigger warning for some talk about trauma, blood, murder, self harm, panic attacks and some cursing.

Word count: 1941

The world seemed blurry as he opened his eyes. His body felt tired. He blinked in the dim light. The ceiling looked unfamiliar. It wasn’t his cramped, dusty attic room, nor was it his mom’s room or his sister’s. He shifted on the bed. It felt soft- too soft for it to be something they could afford. His first thought, as he rolled over and looked at the drawn curtains, was that he was in a hotel. The room had orange walls, and the curtains were a light grey. Light poured in through them, meaning it was still day, or maybe evening. 

Rolling onto his back again he groaned softly. His throat felt dry. Sitting up, he looked around. The room was empty, and way bigger than any room in his own house. He looked to the side, brushing messy brown hair out of his eyes. There was a table next to the bed with a glass of water on it. He reached over quickly and grabbed the glass, taking a couple long sips. He looked around some more. There wasn’t much of anything in the room. A wardrobe, two bedside tables and a mirror. That was all. He frowned. How had he even gotten here?

He- didn’t remember much. He hadn’t been able to remember much of anything since...the crash...involuntarily, he shuddered. He curled up, remembering flashes of the past few weeks. Voices in his head, the faceless monster that had been terrorising him, his- his own dead sister, wailing and walking towards him- her voice still echoed in his head even now. Calling his name, coughing on her own blood, her breathing raspy from her chest being crushed in on itself-

He buried his head in his hands, shaking. His shoulders jerked wildly, his panicked tics kicking in quickly. His nails dug into his scalp. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. He pulled his hands down, his bloody fingers going to his mouth. He chewed on them with little care for how badly he hurt them. Why should he? He couldn’t feel pain. None at all. He laughed horsley. He couldn’t feel pain but he could still feel the weight of his traumas, the weight of his grief, the weight of-

His crimes.

He’d- oh- oh god- he remembered now. His father. Below him, dead. The horrified look on his mom’s face. The fire-

He bit down on his fingers, hard, and whimpered. Tears rolled down his face and he sobbed. Loud, ugly sobs full of agony. He coughed and wheezed. This happened every time he cried. He’d find it difficult to breathe and he’d be reduced to wheezing and coughing. His sobs only got louder and his breathing got worse. Mixed with tears blurring his vision and the taste of blood filling his mouth, he couldn’t bring himself to do anything. He stayed there. Shaking. Sobbing. 

When he finally finished crying he pulled his fingers out of his mouth. He took deep, wheezy breaths. He looked down at the blood trickling down his hands and sniffled. He hugged his knees and buried his face in them. He could only whimper softly to himself and twitch as he waited to calm down.

‘’Toby?’’

The very last thing he needed right now was a deep, unfamiliar voice calling out his name. His head shot up and he stared at the door, shaking in fear and twitching from his tourettes. He sniffled. 

‘’H-’’ his body shivered involuntarily. ‘’Hello…?’’

The door creaked open. Toby froze. His blood ran cold and his breathing quickened. He crawled back on the bed, frozen against the wall. Staring back at him was the white, faceless creature that had been tormenting him. It stepped into the room and approached him slowly.

‘’Calm down, Toby, I’m not going to hurt you.’’ It said in the same deep, unfamiliar voice from before. He was panicking too much to look at the second person entering the room after the creature. His body was shaking, his heart pounding as adrenalin filled him. The creature reached out to him, and Toby darted off the bed. He stumbled across the room to the window. He whirled around, staring at the creature as it watched his movements. ‘’Don’t worry I-’’

‘’How the fuck does it speak without a mouth?!’’ was all Toby could think. He looked behind him at the window. As fast as he could with shaking hands, he shoved it open and put his foot up on the sill. He heard two voices yell behind him but he didn’t care. He took a deep breath then leapt out the window. He screwed his eyes shut, bracing for the fall that would no doubt injure him badly.

But it never came. Instead, something gripped his waist and slowly pulled him up. He stared down at the ground that was getting further and further away. He stared at the forest in front of him as he was lifted up and away from freedom. He was ever so gently placed back on his bed and he realised, to his horror, that the thing lifting him had been a-a tendril- that had somehow appeared from behind the faceless creature. It disappeared again and Toby could only stare at the faceless thing and whimper to himself. He chewed on the inside of his cheek and crawled back to the edge of the bed.

‘’Please calm down- I-I mean you no harm I promise-’’ The faceless monster said again in a tone too concerned and caring to belong to- well, a faceless monster. Toby whined feebly. God he sounded pathetic and he felt it. Escape was impossible and he was probably going to die here. Eaten or torn apart or driven insane until he couldn’t take it anymo-

‘’E’s scared ‘ve ya, Slen.’’

Toby was pulled out of his horrified thoughts by the thickest fucking cockney accent he had ever heard. Definitely the second scariest thing he’d experienced today. He looked to the voice’s owner for the first time and looked them over. They were incredibly tall, with messy black hair, feathers on their shoulders, suspenders, striped socks that matched their cone-shaped nose and- oh yes, they were incredibly skinny and had pure white skin. The bandages around their- his? Hands and torso didn’t help either. It implied this...clown? Mime? Had been injured at some point. And that allowed Toby’s brain to suggest it was the faceless creature’s doing. Which made him more freaked out.

The faceless creature- Slen, apparently, looked at the mime-clown man. ‘’I mean- I’ve told him I don’t mean any harm,’’ somehow this monster sounded genuinely upset and worried. He looked at Toby. ‘’I just want to-’’

‘’Slen,’’ the mime- clown? Clown, he’s guessing clown, interrupted. ‘’Le’ me ‘andle i’. Ye’ll only freak th’ bin lid ou’ more.’’

Slen looked away from Toby and at his- companion? For a few moments, fiddling with his hands. ‘’Fine.’’ he finally said defeatedly. He looked at Toby as he grabbed the door handle. ‘’I’m sorry little one, I-’’

‘’Ye don’ call teens li’le un, Slen.’’ The clown interrupted. ‘’Now go. ‘Ll make sure e’s awrigh’.’’

Slen sighed and left the room, leaving Toby and the slightly less horrifying monster alone. Toby looked over at the clown. Was he supposed to be scared? Relaxed? Intimidated? He didn’t know, and he wanted to go home. 

"Calm down, kiddo. I ain' g'nna 'urt ya." The clown said calmly. "Take deep brea'hs fer me, alrigh'?" 

Toby closed his eyes and inhaled sharply. He counted to seven then exhaled, counting to eleven as he did so. He repeated the process until he felt calm enough to not want to try the window escape again. He opened his eyes and looked at the clown, still very much afraid. His neck twitched wildly, making his head jerk awkwardly.

"Y'okay?" The clown asked. Toby nodded. "Good." The clown approached the bed slowly and sat on the edge, still looking at him. "Ye prob'bly 'ave a lo' 'f questions, yeh?" He asked. Toby gave a nod. "Go ahead then. I'll answer 'em fer ya."

Toby fiddled with his bloody hands. Occasionally his fingers would curl up wildly, making him accidentally scratch himself. "Wh- where am I…?" He asked softly. 

"Ye're in our gaf, big 'ol mansion in th' woods. Ye live in one a th' 'ouses on th' edge 'f th' fores', dontcha?" 

Toby was quiet for a few moments, trying to translate the cockney into English. "Uh- yeah, yeah I do." 

"Ah. We live in th' fores', away from ye 'umans fer ah- obvious reas'ns." 

"So you're not human?" Toby blurted. The clown laughed, a noise that was hearty but rough and raspy, like his speaking voice.

"Nah, 'm no'. Ta pu' i' simply, I'm a livin' toy. Full a stuffin' an all tha' barry whi'e."

A- a living...toy? Barry White? Who- what- 

"What's um- what's your name then?" Toby asked cautiously. Every answer the clown gave seemed to bring up even more questions. The poor boy was getting more confused and unnerved by the second.

"Jack." The clown replied. "Ye're Toby, yeh?" 

"T-Toby Rogers." He mumbled. "Why- why am I here?" He asked softly.

"Well Slen found ya when 'e was comin' back wiv th' shoppin'. 'E saw th' fores' burnin' an' you in th' middle of i' all, so 'e pulled ya from th' fire an' brough' ya 'ere ta patch ye up." Jack pointed at the boy's arm. Toby hadn't even noticed it, but there were some bandages on his arms. "Ye didn' ge' burned too much bu' ye still looked pre'y bashed. 'E also found a lo' a- bruises an' scars- did wha' 'e could fer em." Jack looked at him, like he was hoping Toby would explain his other injuries. 

"He-" Toby gulped. "That thing took me here?"

"Yeh. Slen- 'e's always been one fer 'elpin' others…" Jack smiled a bit. "E'll bring ya 'ome, don' worry."

"No he won't!" Toby yelped. Jack jumped, seemingly caught off guard by the yelling. "He- that thing has been terrorising me for weeks! Standing outside my window and shit!" Toby's fear began to turn to anger. He'd been kidnapped, forced to kill his own flesh and blood, driven to the brink of his very sanity and this toy was telling him the creature meant him no harm?! "He's been in my head for weeks! I couldn't sleep because of the voices he put in my head and he- it made me kill my own fucking dad!" There were tears in his eyes again. He shook from all the pent up anger he'd been shutting out for weeks- no, months, maybe even years by now!

"Kiddo, I know Slen, 'e wouldn' do tha'." Jack looked concerned. 

Toby glared at the clown. "Well how the fuck am I supposed to trust you? You're on its side." He spat. Jack sighed.

"Ye don' 'ave any reasons ta trus' me, bu' neither me or Slen wanna 'urt ya." He said softly. "Wha' ye saw, wha'ever's been tormen'in' ya, i' wasn' Slen. I've known 'im fer over a century now. 'E doesn' do tha', 'specially no' ta kids." 

Toby didn't say a word. He just glared at Jack. Eventually the clown sighed. "Alrigh'. I'll leave ya be." He stood up and looked over at Toby. "Ye wan' lunch?" 

Toby hugged his knees and shook his head. He definitely wasn't going to eat anything that came from the monster or the clown. Jack sighed and left the room without a word, leaving Toby alone with just his anger, fear and bloody fingers.