#i know this should have been a private message rather than a post

[funforahermit]

that elton john comment exchange is actually haunting me

like why

i can't figure out whyyyyy he would single out this one comment and reply to it

and i don't even know what tone to read it in

i hope the fan is okay. their reply was wonderfully deescalating.

anyway i keep thinking it seems much more like rosie than him. if she has access to all his social media, which i think she does. and she has been very sensitive in the past when someone hints to her husband being gay coded, even jokingly. and no shade, honestly, if that's upsetting to her i'm not judging her for that. different people have different sore spots.

but that's just a theory, just me trying to make any kind of sense of it all.

[fqiryspit]

FOOTBALL PLAYER EREN HEADCANONS

eren x fem!reader

cw: eren is head over heels for you, crazy fangirls, death threats, eren fucking you, you sucking him, etc etc

you've been in a relationship with eren before his hair was that long and when he stumbled nervously over everything.

he still looks back and cringes, wondering why you wanted to date him

you two have been lifelong friends and once you started your relationship things really were perfect.

eren's football career really took off in college, and he got a lot more attention from the girls on campus rather than old men.

soon he and his team were absolutely famous and you were so excited for him -and incredibly grateful your relationship was swiped under the rug during that time. he had millions of fan girls posting fics and edits of him daily, it was insane.

you asked him to not speak on your relationship -because he got those questions a lot so he just responds with a simple "I'm happy" when they get asked

he wants to -so badly- show you off. to laugh at all his annoying fan girls and bring you out, but, he respects your decision.

after his games, he is absolutely wrecked. he flops down onto the bed and you climb on top of him and start massaging his scalp and he just moans into the sheets

"did you have fun?"

"how was I supposed to have fun when you weren't there?" he says, needy as ever

"errreeen I'm not gonna be able to go that far for every game" you huff

.

and this man loves to spoil you. designer bags out of the blue, wait, did you just eye that coat? no worries, he's just gonna purchase that really quickly.

eren truly truly loves you, he knows he is gonna marry you, it's just a fact.

he melts when he is with you, always needing to hold you in some way and just have you near.

he fanaticizes about your wedding and babies with you late at night or when he's balls deep in you

"fuck, can't wait to fill you up with my babies, gonna make you a mommy"

and by the way, after a game. a win or a loss, he's fucking you.

if he won, he's letting his victory in your pussy, ramming into you over and over while your legs bend in abnormal positions every two seconds while he babbles about how he couldn't get his mind off you the whole time

if he lost...oh man. he's taking all that anger out on you. it goes on for hours until he is finally drained and calm while you lay there full of his cum.

before a conference, you give him a "good luck suck" because he hates going to them, and this makes him feel a lot better <3

.

his fans are crazy, and once they caught wind of your relationship, all hell broke loose.

a photo came to light of eren simply hugging you. you know how careful he is with that stuff so you hid it from him, knowing he rarely goes on social media it should be a breeze, right?

you had your knees up to your chest and a twisted brow on, reading through the death threats and horrible comments made about your appearance.

you're an idiot for not privating your account in time, they found you and are coming in full swing.

you felt your stomach sink, you shouldn't let them get to you, but they're pointing out insecurities you've been trying to bury

"you okay?"

you look up to see eren, in the doorway with a concerned look all over his face. you turn off your phone and put a smile on

"yeah, just stupid stuff" you chuckle uncomfortably. he walks over and climbs onto the bed

"what happened?" "nothing, eren"

he looked at you for a couple more seconds, giving you the option to tell him what was going on. then his eyes slowly traveled to your phone you tossed across the bed. you reached for it franticly but he got it in time and as you yelled out his name he unlocked it with his face

everything on his face just dropped in an instant, he read through message after message about people wishing you dead, saying not-so-nice things about your looks, and more.

he asked when this started while he kept staring into the phone, then asked why you didn't tell him.

"I knew it would worry you, so I just-" "you need to tell me these things" he reached over to grab his phone as he started typing, you looked over to see him making a twitter post and you freaked

"don't say anything about it!" you plead, but it was too late, he made a simple post yelling at his 'fans' and then turned his phone off and held you

"please don't worry about those stupid messages"

.

in all, footballplayer!eren is the man of your dreams, and he hopes you haven't found the ring box in his sock drawer yet. <3

an: love him sm <3

[strangersteddierthings]

The Interview

Inspired by this post by @xoxoladyaz. Read on Ao3.

-

Eddie wakes up to one single missed call from Gareth on his private phone.

No one calls his private phone.

He dials back instantly.

"Hey Eddie," Gareth greets. He sounds tired.

"What's up? What's happened?" Eddie asks, a thousand and one scenarios running through his mind. Gareth is in Indianapolis, and Eddie's thoughts are filled with only his uncle back in Hawkins.

"Nothing's happened that we can't deal with, or rather, that I've already been dealing with. But, uhh, there's an interview you should watch. Let me send you a link-" there's a pause as Gareth does just that "-and just call me back after you've watched it. I know we usually ignore the shit people say about us but this- it's different."

"Okayyyy," Eddie says slowly. "I'll watch it."

They hang up without goodbye because Eddie's just going to call him back after the video. Opening his messages he sees the link, and then Gareth sent a follow up text you need to watch from 12:32 onward.

The video is nearly two weeks old already, and YouTube shows him a face he knows. Robin Buckley looks older but it's definitely her. Her hair isn't styled much differently than she had it in high school, just above her shoulders and a little wild. She's wearing a three piece suit in emerald green, slightly oversized on purpose by the look of it. She's sitting in a chair, cradling a grammy with one arm, as the interviewer sits across from her.

Eddie taps the screen and drags the progress bar closer to the 12-minute mark and listens. He hears the tail end of Robin's response to some question about her album before the interviewer asks what must be the question Gareth wants him to listen to.

'So, I think everyone is dying to know if you and Eddie Munson are friends. You're both from Hawkins, Indiana. Isn't that correct?' the interviewer asks.

Robin's smile slips a bit, 'I- uhh, this is going to be unprofessional of me but I made a promise to someone regarding if I was ever asked about Eddie Munson. So, can I have one minute to make a phone call before I answer your question?'

'Oh. By all means, make your call.'

Eddie watches as Robin is brought her phone by someone who is probably her personal assistant. She wastes no time in unlocking it and finding whoever in her contacts list.

'No time for formalities. I've been asked about Munson. Can I tell the truth?' Robin's mic isn't strong enough to pick up whatever answer she gets on the phone but she shakes her head to whatever answer she's been given. 'I told you, I love you more than this career and I've already got the grammy. I'll handle the fallout. It's not about me. It's about you.' What follows is a few seconds of silence before Robin nods and says goodbye, ending the call and passing the phone back to the PA.

The interviewer's eyebrows are up to her hairline in shock. 'That sounds ominous. You think it's career ending?'

Robin grins and it's almost feral. 'Corroded Coffin's fans have always been ruthless, and perhaps a bit heartless, so what I have to say will certainly set them on the attack. To answer your original question, yes, Eddie Munson and I are from Hawkins. We even shared band class in high school, but that's the end of what connects us. We are not friends, but we once were.'

'Can you elaborate on that?'

'Our friendship ended ten years ago when he ruined my best friend's life for fame and fortune, and Steve's never really known a day of peace since.'

Eyes wide, the interviewer leans closer, 'Steve? As in, Hey Steve, Steve?'

Robin nods, 'Just the one.'

'Are you prepared to talk about how one song ruined your friend's life?'

'That was the purpose of the phone call. Yes, I think people should know the truth. Munson vented his bullshit breakup rage into a song and fucked off out of town. A week after its release, his fans doxxed Steve. He wasn't out to his parents, you see, and Corroded Coffin's fans, Eddie Munson's fans, outed him. They sent hate mail to his house by the ton, it seemed. The fallout from that- the aftermath-' Robin cuts off as her eyes water and she swipes at them, smearing some mascara across her cheek. 'I'm sorry. I almost lost my best friend, the platonic love of my life, that day.

'It's public knowledge, what happened, you can look it up online if you know what to look for. But it is also so incredibly personal. I want to be the one to say this because it's important. What you do in life, it has consequences, and sometimes those consequences are for other people. Whether you think it will, or not. I'd rather people hear it from a human voice, from someone who loves Steve, and not the journalist view. No offense,' Robin shoots the interviewer a sweet smile.

'None taken, please continue.'

'Steve was hospitalized, I won't give the details,' Robin says, in a watery voice as she's clearly trying to not cry at the memory. 'When Steve was finally released from the hospital, there was no one but me to pick him up. And he's going through this while nursing a broken heart. He and Munson had only been broken up for maybe a month before Hey Steve came out.

'In less than two months, Steve had lost his parents, his home, all his belongings, and the man he thought he'd marry one day. And to top it off, that man gets to become rich and famous off a venomous, hate-filled song about their breakup. It talks about Steve like he's coward for not willing to be out, yet, and how... what's the line, about conformity?'

'Conformity holds your leash, baby, so run to the end of your chain and bark,' someone off camera shouts.

'Yes, that, thanks. Accusing Steve of picking 'conformity' over his love. Steve wasn't picking conformity, he was picking safety! And the worst part? The hate mail has never stopped. Steve lived with me and my family for a few months after getting out of the hospital before the hate mail got too much, and someone showed up at my childhood home, looking for him, threatening him. They had a gun. It was traumatic. I was still in my senior year of high school-' Robin cuts off, taking deep breaths.

The interviewer reaches across to place a comforting hand on Robin's, 'I can't even imagine what that must have been like.'

Once Robin has composed herself, she says, 'sorry, this is a lot. I've had ten years to come to terms with it, and I've waited seven for someone to ask me about Munson. I didn't think it would be this hard.

'And it's not- I can't blame Munson, or Corroded Coffin, for everything that happened. He doesn't control his fans. But he's never said anything about the treatment his fans give Steve. And if they're like this towards Steve, are they like this towards all his other ex's? Does Munson not care, or, almost worse, does he not even know?' she stops again, getting a faraway look for a moment before looking at the interviewer again. 'I had to help Steve move again. Just last month. They're still finding him. Sending him hate. Doxxing him.' Now she looks at the camera directly, "Eddie Munson. Call off your fans. Stop playing Hey Steve at concerts. Isn't a decade of hurt enough?'

There isn't a lot that makes Eddie feel anything these days, he'll admit. A decade of fame has made him a bit cynical and callus. However, Robin had said something that made his insides squirm. He swipes across the screen, rewinding the video to hear Robin say Steve had lost his parents, his home, all his belongings, and the man he thought he'd marry one day. Swipe. -ents, his home, all his belongings, and the man he thought he'd marry one day. Swipe. The man he thought he'd marry one day. Swipe. Marry one day.

He pauses the video. That can't be right. That has to be a lie Robin is adding. To garner more sympathy or make Eddie, and therefore Corroded Coffin, look worse. Steve and he had been young and naive when they'd dated. There was no way they'd have ended up married, even if Eddie had stuck around Hawkins longer. Gay marriage wasn't even legal when they broke up in 2013.

Eddie unpauses, skips forward to the end and listens to Robin speak directly to him. Stop playing Hey Steve? The song that rocketed Corroded Coffin into the limelight? No way. And call off his fans? Like they're dogs he's supposed to control or something. The video ends and the YouTube algorithm shows him a number of react videos. Eddie clicks on one and falls down the rabbit hole.

At first the algorithm shows him responses in his favor. Videos made by his fans defending him, or strategically picking apart what Robin had said. Eddie wants to agree with them, he doesn't think he's done anything wrong other than live his life, but then.

Then a video of a guy wearing merch sold during their tour last year plays. He's on the right side of the video while a screen recording is on the left. It takes him less than five minutes to get Steve's past addresses found. And Eddie is... well, he's a little horrified at how long the list is. At the short amount of time Steve's spent in any one place is.

The guy in the video reads out the state, city, and how long Steve lived at each address. The longest one is when Steve made the jump from Florida to Maine, where he lived for 19 months according to the video, and that was years ago.

And then the guy, he fucking starts to speculate about where Steve might have moved to next.

"We can't know for sure, but it looks like he headed back west? You can see from the last 3 addresses he's been just jumping state lines to the next place. I'm guessing Oklahoma, Kansas or Nebraska next. If Steve thinks he can try and ruin Corroded Coffin through Robin Buckley, then it's up to us to prove him wrong," the guy is saying, and Eddie thinks maybe this guy is just exaggerating but the comment section is already filled with other people saying vile shit about what they should send to Steve or what they'd like to do to him physically and-

Eddie clicks off the video, to the next recommended. The more he watches, the angrier they seem to get. He goes to the search bar and looks for new react videos.

He finds that everyone has an opinion. He watches videos where his own fans express their disappointment in him. They talk about how Corroded Coffin runs an antibully campaign and then allows their fans to bully an ex and for not calling out the ones doxxing people, wanting to know which was the reason - does Eddie not know, or does he not care? Eddie didn't know. Truly. But he can't help but wonder if he didn't know because he didn't care.

He'd written all his feelings into a song, and now that he's older, he can see that a lot of what he was feeling is an exaggeration and dramatization of what really happened. But the point is, he'd written out his feelings and moved on.

The man he thought he'd marry one day.

His stomach twists uncomfortably as Robin's voice rings in his mind.

He continues his spiral down YouTube until Gareth calling him again breaks through and he answers.

"How is this the first time I'm hearing about Robin's interview?" Eddie demands.

"You've got a damn good PR team, that's how. I guess you fell down the rabbit hole, then?"

"How'd you-"

"Is been almost 4 hours since we talked. Doesn't take that long to watch a 30 minute video."

"Oh. Alright. So, why did you want me to watch the video? Am I supposed to respond to Robin?"

"No. People don't actually want to hear from you. They want to hear from Steve. And that's why you needed to watch. 'Cause Robin's announced that Steve's finally ready to make a statement. Robin's going to post it on her Twitter. Tonight. So, we've got to be ready. If anything Robin said turns out to be true, we might have a problem on our hands. A slander lawsuit being just the beginning."

"Fuck."

"What a way to sum it up," Gareth chuckles into the phone before his tone becomes serious, "hey, how are you doing, though? With it all?"

He thinks about it, and how he really feels, before answering. "It's been years since I've thought about Steve, y'know? I... I've had that luxury. I didn't know.... Did you?"

"No. Hell no! I'd of said something. I mean, shit man, we run an antibully campaign 'cause high school was shit to us. If I'd known at all we'd have been telling them to fuck off. Harassment's just what they call bullying adults."

Eddie swallows. "Guess we just have to wait and see what Stevie has to say."

"I'd come sit on the couch with you and refresh twitter frantically but, well, Indy's a bit of a ways off. I'll call after Robin's posted, then?"

"Yeah, man. Let's see the damage," Eddie sighed. "Talk to ya later."

"Bye."

Eddie digs out his laptop and pulls up Robin's twitter page. He adds an auto-refresher extension and sets it to refresh every minute before opening his phone and pulling up YouTube again.

[darcytaylor]

Nicola’s message is a reality check that everyone should listen to. We can - and need to - do better. (Harper Bazaar Woman of the Year Awards)

For a while now, I’ve been saying here on my blog: speculation is not fact. We don’t - and never will - know the ins and outs of anyone’s private life, especially when it comes to someone like Nicola Coughlan. Yet so many people see her holding hands with someone and jump to conclusions, acting like they’re gospel truth. Can we please take a moment to think about why holding hands with a guy is somehow “evidence” of a relationship, but when she holds hands with female friends, no one bats an eye? (and no this is not where I want you to go into detail about all of your reasonings why she is dating someone, the point is WE DON'T KNOW - because we don't actually know her! And if someone says otherwise, they are lying!)

Even if Nicola is in a relationship, let’s remember that we don’t actually know anything about it, which is exactly how it should be. And for those hinting about pregnancy, even if they’re trying to be subtle with terms like “delicate position” - it’s beyond invasive, and it’s honestly FUCKED UP! People know exactly what you're suggesting, and Nicola called that behaviour out directly in her speech. If you’re focusing on her body rather than her work, you’re part of the problem. (You can read my pinned post where I go into more detail why speculating on pregnancy is fucked)

If Nicola doesn't like the way the media is portraying her, it's unlikely she would appreciate fans doing the same thing. Sometimes, people try to justify their actions by separating the media from fan behaviour, but the impact on her is the same. We need to remember that our assumptions, even if you think they are innocent, can be damaging.

What fans talk about often drives what the media focuses on, because they’re chasing clicks. If people weren’t feeding into it, the media wouldn’t have as much to go off.

What the fans talk about and what the media produces, go hand-in-hand, and ignoring that is a big part of the problem. Trying to justify it doesn’t change the fact that it can still affect Nicola - especially if she’s made it clear she’s uncomfortable and hates these narratives.

Nicola’s speech was a call out to reconsider how people engage with her personal life. I know I’ve been working on doing better, and I think everyone else in this fandom could stand to do the same. Instead of spinning theories about her relationships or appearance, maybe we could all step back, respect her boundaries, and celebrate her for what she wants to be recognized for: her achievements and her talent. Let's try not to make her whole personality about a guy.

Nicola took a stand on the insane focus on things like her relationship status, age, or dress size - topics that constantly overshadow her career and accomplishments. You can tell it's exhausting for her to be boxed into these labels, and she deserves better.

One of the best parts of her speech last night, for me, was when she praised her longtime inspiration, Victoria Beckham, who was right there in the audience. Nicola talked about how much Victoria meant to her growing up, especially for how she handled herself through nonstop scrutiny. Both women have had to deal with some of the same pressures -where fans and the media feel entitled to critique and dissect every aspect of their lives.

Nicola made it clear she’s tired of being defined by these things. People are more interested in latching onto rumours about her relationship status (even though we have zero confirmation of who she’s dating) or making guesses about her body, including potential pregnancy, all because of how she looks on any given day. This rush to define her identity based on whether she’s seen with someone or holding hands? It’s reductive and invasive.

Honestly, Nicola’s message is a reality check that everyone should listen to. We can - and need to - do better.

To the bigger creators: you especially have to do better because I can see some of you fuelling everything that Nicola hates. (I actually don’t think it’s the people who ship Luke and Nicola because that is part of her job, that is part of Bridgerton and her work, it’s a testament to how good of a job both her and Luke did, Nicola understands that). But the people who are shipping her with people outside of her work? DO BETTER!

And yes, I am also putting myself in the category of doing better. I think it’s imperative to look at past behaviours and strive to do better and be better.

EDIT: THIS PICTURE IS GORGEOUS! The flowers, the lighting, the vibe. It's perfect!

[circeyoru]

Their Twist In Time

[Time-travelled Human!Alastor x Time User!Reader]

You were the only child born into this generation’s time masters. The pressure was always on you to do this well and do that well. Even more so when you had to hide your time-travelling powers. You mostly travel to the past and only for a short while so you don’t disturb the timeline and whatever nonsense your parents drilled into your little child mind

Perhaps you should have paid attention

The lack of siblings to carry the burden with you means all that power solely rest on your shoulders. Lose control and well, you can have dire consequences. This time being you bringing back some rando with you to the present

Big oops

So here Alastor was, strolling in the Bayou when suddenly, he was now in another place! People hold black metal things and something in their ears as they walk along. Oh, and the giant metal that would travel in the streets! Almost as big as a house, if not 3 times bigger! People gave him weird looks and he had to hide in an alleyway to wake himself up

Back to you, you were panicking. You obviously brought back someone, who? Probably a small time fry. But either way, you need to find them. Just your luck that your powers weren’t working, but there was enough residual to locate the person that was out of place or time

Double luck because you couldn’t exactly contact your parents or anyone else to ask about your situation until it was that period of the year (something like a witching hour but even rarer and is cater to time masters). You were on your own for a while, long while

First things first. Locate the target. Technology was on your side at least, there had been posts and pictures of a man out of the ordinary sighted around your area. How could you not notice this man behind or near you? He was holding a hunting gun, or shotgun? For crying out loud! 

“There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you!” Your voice boomed as you went forward and grabbed him by the wrist, nudging him to follow. He’s stronger than he looks, given his skinny build. “Friend, are you still upset we can’t play that new game?”

“What on Earth are you talking about? Release me or I’ll be forced—”

“I’m trying to get us out of the spotlight, so just follow along, I’ll explain things once we’re somewhere private.” You whispered as your eyes darted to the nosy people with their phones out. The man got the message and came up with some story on the fly, going along as you requested

Safely the two of you made it back to your rather secluded home and you sighed, exhausted. The man more so physically and you mentally. Before you could even move from your spot, the barrel of the man’s gun was pointed in your face, him threatening you for answers

You raised your hands and explained, there was honestly no way around it, you had to tell him that you accidentally brought him to ‘the future’ in his perspective with your powers over time. When he demanded you do the same in reverse, you shamefully and embarrassingly admitted you were still inexperienced and had to wait for your parents to teach the method to you

“Why can’t you do it now?”

“They’re dead and I need to wait for that time of the year to contact them.”

“...My condocenses.”

“Thanks.”

The first few days, after the introductions and the living situation was settled, the two of you avoided each other. Only talking when the man, Alastor, wanted to know where he could find things and the like while you were still busy with your college life

Both of you were glad you didn’t have to see the other majority of the time. Since you were outside with school and part-time job, Alastor had the place to himself. Your place was big, by modern standards, and he had plenty of space to roam around. All but your room and study were off-limits to him

Unspokenly, there was a routine. Alastor would have made food by the time you were back and you’d have restocked the necessities. Then there was Alastor’s constant checking of whether you found a way to bring him home on your own and your answer was always the same ‘No, sorry’

It took one minor incident to connect you two and start opening up: Home invasion

One reason or another, the burglar thought you were an easy and perfect target since you were the only one in and out of the house, plus your place was big

The burglar forced open your door when you were entering and pinned you to the door since the two of you were inside, a hand covering your mouth to avoid attention. Your nearest neighbour was far, still better safe than sorry, right? “Give me all your valuables and money and no one gets hurt.”

Your home was your sacred place, there were traps and spells all around to ensure no one would find out your family’s secret. In fact, why Alastor was allowed to just stay at your place alone when you were out was because of your charms and traps. Any suspicious action made, you’d know and it would be dealt with

Before you could activate one, however, the burglar’s eyes rolled to the back of their head and their hold over you loose. You were grabbed by the wrist and yanked away before the unconscious body of the burglar flattened you. You looked up to your rescuer, shocked to see Alastor with his gun

“You didn’t kill him, right?”

“Only knocked him unconscious, dear.”

The process was slow, but eventually you two were enjoying meals together instead of up in your respective rooms, Alastor even followed you out and stayed around your campus to explore while waiting for you to be done with your activities

You also learned about his fancy with radios and his job as a radio host in his time, again you expressed your blues about his situations, but unlike before, now he seemed happy. What made you blush was his flirtatious words, “My dear! I call it a lucky accident! If it weren’t for your mistake, I’d have never met a gal such as yourself. You’re truly one of a kind, dear.”

In modern times, you’d rarely hear these cheesy ‘dear’ or ‘darling’ name callings, it was mostly for dramas and novels. In a way, it suited him. If he wasn’t calling everyone (girl/lady) he met that, you’d have been head over heels for him

It puzzled the Radio Host to no end, his feelings towards you. He was going to watch and see if you could defend yourself against that burglar, not rescue you like a knight in shining armour. But something ached in his chest and heart when he saw you getting manhandled like that. He needed to put that no-good crook in his place

He didn’t even realize he took a hold of his hunting gun or what he did until he had you in his arms. You were supposed (and is) to be all-powerful. You control time for heaven’s sake. A trainee time master, but still powerful in your own right. You were no damsel and you deserved some misfortune for what you did to him

Yet he still protected you and held you close. Was it because you offered the best hospitality you could offer? Bring him meals with your hard-earned money? Buy him new clothes and daily necessities because he didn’t want to share yours? Catered to his wishes when you could have ignored it all? Maybe those play a part. But what took the cake was your efforts to correct your mistake behind closed doors

He noticed late into the night the noises from your room connected to the study. You were keeping quiet, but his trained hearing could catch you rummaging around to find anything to help your/his situation. The next morning, you’d have food ready for him and give him a smile to leave for school and work

Ah. It was that smile that slowly got the better of him. That’s why. A familiar smile to hide the troubles of the mind

Note: There's part 2~ Hehe ᕦ(ò‿óˇ)ᕤ

Will be updated to Masterlist when part 2 and the random moment is out as well~! Enjoy my other stories until then! Happy reading!

Circe Y.

MASTERLIST

[viperwhispered]

I just wanna take a moment to say thank you for always being around to chat since I don't have many to talk to about TWST. I also suck at characterization so I don't write many fics. But I was very happy when you used one of our discussions for Revel in You. I don't mind if you use our convos to write, just be sure to credit the source.

On that note: saw your smut posts. Here's an idea: Jamil celebrating his promotion to being a Housewarden.

It's Friday, there's an enormous party going on to celebrate Jamil and Kalim's new roles and the successes of the first month with this new dynamic. While Jamil is more accustomed to the spotlight, he still gets "tired out" and leaves it to Kalim to keep the party going and organize the clean up crew. After all, he's due for a more private celebration of his own.

Fun fact: for a good chunk of snake species, the male will bite the females neck to hold them down while mating.

Imagine Jamil relentlessly taking his beloved from behind, deciding they're wriggling a bit too much. Delighting in the sounds they make as he pulls them towards him by the hair, he just bites the back of their neck as his body pins them to the bed. They'll probably be annoyed by morning, but Jamil's already got some concealers beforehand.

Did I forget to mention it's a Friday, Jamil no longer has roomates, and pretty much the entire dorm is still partying to loud music several hallways away?

Also worth mentioning that, as a healthy mature couple, all of Jamil's jealousy and possessiveness is addressed in a healthy manner so the relationship never turns toxic. This statement does not apply to the bedroom.

Aww thank you, always happy to talk with you too 😊 Plus like, if you’d rather talk over messages sometime in addition to the asks, feel free. (And this applies to anyone else reading this post too.)

Yeah iirc I was thinking a bit if I should ask you about using that ask as a jumping off point for To Revel in You, but I figured I was using it more as inspiration rather than rewriting anything you wrote or anything like that. And that since you sent that ask in the first place, I did kinda assume it would be okay to build off it. But good to hear I wasn’t wrong in thinking so, and glad you liked it.

As for characterization & writing: it really is a matter of practice, I’d say. Plus, like, everyone is bound to interpret the characters in a different way, or focus on different aspects of them. Which can be freeing, in a way, knowing that you can bring to the table something that no one else can, certainly not in the same exact way you would.

Also I was actually thinking of asking for some writing prompts since the current wip seems to need a bit more time to marinate, and here you are with perfect timing.

So let’s see what I can do with this concept.

If it wasn’t obvious: smut ahead. Written with fem / afab reader in mind but I think this could be read gender neutral as well since the only specific body detail mentioned is that reader has hair long enough for Jamil to grab.

The day - and the week, and the month - had been such a whirlwind that even Jamil had had trouble keeping up with it all.

Tonight, Jamil had basked in the praises from his dormmates, their congratulations and glowing words - and noted the cautious looks of those who still had not forgotten the events of his overblot.

He had enjoyed food that was not made by him, watched others fuss over the preparations and the serving - well, as much as he had been able to keep himself from giving direction. Still, even he had not been able to oversee every single detail, as much as he wanted to.

After all, both you and Kalim had been quite insistent, in your own ways, that this celebration should be for him, not by him.

So Jamil had danced, eaten, drank, listened, talked, so much so that now when the night was beginning to turn towards morning, he had more than had his fill.

Besides, tired as he may be of the crowd, there was still something on his agenda that he was more than happy to indulge in.

You had been teasing him with promises of a more private celebration - starting from when the party was decided on all the way to when you had been dancing together earlier - and Jamil intended to finally collect his reward.

You were outside for a moment of fresh air and quiet when Jamil found you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and nipping your ear.

“I remember someone promising to be mine tonight,” he murmured, voice low and husky.

You shivered, feeling Jamil’s lips on your neck. You’d half expected him to be too tired to turn your teasing into action. Yet, you certainly welcomed this turn of events, your own tiredness washed away by Jamil’s eager touch and his tempting whispers.

“You know me. Always love - ahhh - spoiling you,” you said - your words turning into a gasp when Jamil licked the side of your neck.

In no time at all you found yourself in Jamil’s room - as easy as it was to be distracted by each other, you both still preferred the privacy over lingering in the common areas of the dorm.

Jamil’s mouth was hungry on yours, his hands working quickly to rid you of your clothes.

Sometimes you wondered just how much Jamil was holding back in the presence of others, for him to get so ravenous as soon as you two were alone.

Not that you were any different, pulling away that long belt from Jamil’s hips so that you could slip your hands under his shirt, your lips covering every available bit of his skin with kisses.

It was always delicious, your naked bodies tangled together. That heady feeling of each other, both of you grasping and kissing wherever you could, like you could never quite feel enough of the other.

“So what would mister housewarden ask of me tonight?” you asked with a playful grin, nuzzling your nose against Jamil’s.

There was undeniable hunger in the way Jamil looked at you, yet also the warmth and softness of your lover that always filled your heart to the brim.

“Just all of you, albi,” Jamil murmured, pushing you down onto the mattress.

You’d entertained ideas of a celebratory blowjob, of taking care of Jamil tonight. But if he’d rather help himself to you, you were certainly not going to say no.

A few orgasms later and Jamil was pounding into you, firmly holding onto your hips while your face was pressed onto the sheets. His cock was invading your insides so hard, so deep, leaving you nearly senseless. You jolted helplessly every time Jamil slammed his way all the way in, the pleasure bordering on pain as it shot through your nerves.

“Ahhh, Jamil…” you whimpered, barely aware of the spot of drool you’d left on the bed.

“Too much?” Jamil muttered, one of his hands leaving your side to instead trail a soothing path along your spine.

“...No.”

It was a lot, your senses nearly overtaken by the intensity of it all - yet you didn’t want anything less.

Still, you couldn’t help squirming, your body twitching with every thrust, yelps and moans pushed from your throat no matter how much you tried to hold them in.

“Hold still,” Jamil grunted. 

He gathered your hair in his hand, making you gasp when he tugged. You could feel the pull on your scalp, almost like Jamil wanted to rein you in - or pull your face away from the sheets so that he could hear your cries more clearly.

“You’re all mine tonight, aren’t you? Mine to have, mine to enjoy,” Jamil breathed to your ear.

“Yes, yes, yes…” you whined, aroused beyond belief.

Always his, just as he is yours - but you had no time to vocalize that thought before Jamil’s weight pushed you prone on the bed.

Your gasp was cut short, turned into a sharp cry when you felt moist pressure at the back of your neck - a bite, you realized, some instinct telling you to keep still.

Not that you had much of a choice in the matter. Jamil’s hand, still gripping your hair. His mouth, latched onto your skin. His body, holding you down.

The weight of him against your back was almost suffocating, yet in a delicious way. Like you could be closer to him like this, more connected than just skin to skin contact - or penetration - could provide.

You could feel the rolling of Jamil’s hips against your backside, the way his cock was dragging along your insides. Not as harshly as before, yet intense enough to keep you trembling and whining with the little breath you could take.

And Jamil’s mouth, his teeth, never letting go. His muffled groans such a delicious sound, making you clench around him.

Such sweet torture, and you never wanted it to end.

Taglist since this turned into fic: @colliope @crystallizsch @diodellet @jamilsimpno69 @jamilvapologist @perilous-pasta @twstgo @cannedpickledpeaches

[tylernation]

A message to the following…

The previous day was pretty hectic, so I thought I might do some explaining here.

I don't usually get angry, but when I do, its pretty ugly, which I don't like, but I can't help it if I'm provoked by some truly disgusting idiots in this fandom.

Those who know of my account know that I am Wyler fan. A Tyler Galpin fan. Someone who believes he is a tragic villain who should heal and get a redemption arc considering how much he got fucked over in life and unfairly at that too. I don’t like to trash other ships or characters belonging to that same fanbase, but it is my firm belief that some portions of the fans in general, have become really horrible, not only to our favourite character, but to fans of that character as well.

This isn't about shipping wars ok, I don't care who you ship in this show, but when you constantly denigrate a character who our side of the fanbase loves, as well as the fans of that character itself, then I (as well as others) will start biting back, and we will bite back much harder. Stick to promoting your favourite character or ship, rather than put down another character who quite a number of us actually like talking/learning about, and all this drama can be avoided.

For those who don’t know what I am referring to, yesterday, a user on Instagram commented on the latest Wednesday post about Tyler. The admin user responded in a rather negative manner to that user which the account should never have done. As the main social media account for the show, they should be impartial as well as considerate for this diverse fanbase and learn that fans of other characters other than Wednesday and Enid exist too. But that particular comment made in response, has triggered some Wenclair fanatics to go on and bully and harass that Tyler fan for no reason. That user never attacked Wenclair, or Enid in particular. So there was no reason for the following harassment whatsoever. And now they have the audacity to post on their Twitter circles and claim that they are the victims in this situation, which is truly pathetic. But this is not the first time our side of the fanbase has had to deal with these toxic individuals. Fans of the Wyler ship, or Tyler as a character, or those in favour of him getting a redemption arc, are constantly looked down, treated condescendingly, and bullied by some Wenclair fanatics on Instagram, Twitter, and here on Tumblr. And we are not the only side of the fanbase who have copped it badly from these people. Fans of Wavier / Xavier / PHW, and even Ajax / Georgie and the Enid / Ajax ship have been subjugated to such immature behaviour by these fans who attack them, mainly because they see them as threats to Wenclair,

For those angry with me and accusing me of doxxing some accounts on my last post, fine, maybe I took it a bit too far, but I truly feel that it was vital to expose the toxicity of the Wednesday fanbase that no one should have to go through. Plus, it’s not really doxxing if it’s photos of accounts that are mainly pseudonyms and fan centric accounts, and not private details such as real names etc.

[didyouknowtotaldrama]

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[dolconfessionsss]

Some private messages from Devil! Wanted to screenshot these, but there were too much, so copy pasting the messages instead:

Devil here.

I did not expect to actually be asked questions! I'm surprised! I'm well aware a lot of people have issues with me and I have taken steps to address them. I do take feedback pretty seriously even if I have stated I don't want the Discord to be a typical fandom space that doesn't mean it has to be a toxic hellhole for anyone who even tries to engage with lighter stuff.

For the stuff I do like about DoL uhhhh...oh God..uh...

Well okay, I've always stated in the server and in-general that I'm a huge fan of 4 NPCs. Bailey, Gwylan, Harper and Eden. So I'll start with those!

Bailey and Eden obviously have history, having been childhood friends, so I find their dynamic and what they are in the world super interesting. Eden fled from his trauma (He has CPTSD, for those that care), while Bailey stayed to seek revenge (You can find him blackmailing Quinn in-game). That instantly to me creates interesting dynamics and real-world parallels! Bailey is also obviously here contributing to the abuse and suffering that's felt in town.

Hi! I have no idea side blogs have their own dedicated private message. So hey! Thanks to your messages, now I know that LMAO.

Also thanks for reaching out! Honestly didn't expect you to reach out yourself, so I appreciate the forwardness :]

Gonna respond to your answers one by one because wowza, there's a lot to go through. Gotta say first though, shaking my hands with you so hard on finding Eden and Bailey dynamics with each other and the town so damn interesting. The way they responded to their trauma respectively says a LOT about their characters; but also, I've always been a sucker of the 'cycle of violence' theme which made me love Bailey even more than I already do 💖

Harper feeds into tropes I love. He's so weird. I've personally argued that he should use his genitalia less during sex-scenes because I am really into the idea of him just getting off using his weird brain-worms and the power of sheer autism. Puri disagrees with me on that and I do accept that sometimes what I want is just fueled by my own 'tism rather than any sort of proper design lmao.

Gwylan is just wish-fulfillment tbh. I have a soft-spot for Witchy, weird, alternative type characters. Always did. Gwylan fills that spot perfectly. Makes me like them.

Personally not much of a Harper or Gwylan fan since I just don't interact with them much in-game; but always fun to see underrated character like Gwylan being loved!

(+Obviously I'm a fan of Kylar and Sydney, their failed childhood friendships, Kylar being a child of Auriga Worshipers, Sydney of Virgo worshipers, I like the Historical references through the Ivory Wraith, I like all of the Love Interests having their own red flags, I like Avery being a serial abuser and a commentary of how easy it is for the rich to abuse the poor and write them off as nothing more than things to be abused, used or toyed with.)

Fun fact, I didn't even know Kylar and Sydney were childhood friends until I saw a fanart depicting them as such and looked it up LMAO. And we love an old rich bastard being an entitled asshole 🫶💕

For other things I like about DoL they mostly have to do with real-world comparisons, trauma, history, etc. I've made a rather long-post about how I think about the town as a result of insularism and isolation turning a pseudo-Christian faith through it's own localized schism towards what we now have with Auriga and Virgo, aka The Children (The Cult) and The Temple, and how their increased radicalization erased the middle of the town.

I also like the commentary about how easy it is to ignore and normalize violence towards marginalized groups, something Vrel spoke about in a rather good interview from 2022.

As a whole you can see I have a very heavy focus on the worldbuilding, characters and lore, and because of my personal interest in the more realistic aspects of the game or comparing them to the real world it does cause some butting of heads due to it basically being anti-escapism.

That's a definitely another take to have on the game. I'm personally not too big of a fan for the realistic aspects in a lot of medias, most of these are escapism entertainments so we're definitely on the opposite ends of the spectrum on this matter :'D

I'm very open to discussing a lot of stuff about the game, plans and lore! For the Bailey-sex thing I did argue in favor of removing it, but that wasn't anything close to a Solo-Decision. There are 5 or more people usually involved in long-term decision making with PurityGuy and Vrelnir having the final say and veto power always.

Oh no, yeah. I think a lot of the anons have agreed that it wasn't a one-man decision. I figure most of them are more irked by your message of making fun of them. Even if it's done in a playful manner, not everyone will take it as so. Especially when they are probably already irked by the sex scene removal, your comment is like a fuel added to the fire 😔

Soft-Eden is OOC, I know a lot of people like his softer side and that's good. Not all of it will nor should be removed. Mostly the stuff to do with specific dates and going into town. I argue in favor that to not harm his character too much he should get more soft-evens down the line, especially once pregnancy content rolls in. He DOES genuinely care about PC, his actions, even putting PC in a cage and such come from a place of care and worry that unless he does these thing PC will not learn and will endanger themselves.

Thankfully the Eden stuff isn't as bad as the Morgan stuff. Morgan needs an ENTIRE rewrite.

Well I can't wait to see all Eden's rewrites and future new contents. Love me their delusional romance ass <3 Also lol, I don't know anything about Morgan, so I'm just going to take your words on that. Definitely sounds like a lot of work for y'all to do behind the scene, so best of luck on that o7

I can't comment much on the topic of Abortion in-game. It's just something we don't want to engage with. +As both cults in town (Yes tbh even the Temple is a cult), worship life and giving birth no one in town would even be willing nor able to perform it. (Yes I know this can easily be written off as just the writers being puritanical but there are just some topics we don't want in the game. It's not a pure sandbox, it's not just a life-sim. There are gonna be endings, permanent consequences, etc in the game. I think people have a right to choose what topics, fetishes, etc, they wanna engage with, and especially CREATE with as Developers, Writers, etc.)

That's a fair reason, yeah! I think if you were open about this reason being why abortion won't be in the game, it could dissuade a lot of the player's dissatisfication. The main reason why it was such a big issue is I think because no one from the dev team seems closed off about it when asked!

Another thing to note is that DoL has become HUGE, and so it's rather obvious why we'd want to steer so clear from mentions or sexualization of children. We really do mean it when we say the NPCs, LIs, etc are all adults. I'm well aware in fiction for many people anything goes. I've written Ao3 fics, I'm not entirely clueless. The dead dove has been eaten. It's chewy. But yeah, some things are just hard No because we or find it off-putting, immoral or it's outright illegal and could get people like Vrelnir in trouble. Even more so because he makes a living from DOL and donations earned through it.

That makes senses! I know a lot of commerical platforms don't allow sexual portrayal of underage or children character even in fictional context, and I have seen some notable artists being banned entirely for loli/shota contents. But it's also still fair to avoid that just cause the dev team are squicked by it. At the end of the day, it'll be rather unhealthy to create something that actively discomfort you :')

If you have any more questions feel free to ask! I'm basically terminally online most days, sometimes I just dip and aren't seen, but I should be around to talk today until the evening.

I do have to say you've been pretty reasonable and communicative, that's really what actually inspired me to reach out. I'm used to communication being just shut-off or one-sided but you did ask genuine questions and put forward some good points.

Once again, thank you too! I'm glad my overall impresson have been mostly positive 💖

+My evilness is mostly an act to keep the server Dev-Focused and not cause me to tweak out after the 56500th mention of some fetish. (Yes, yes I'm well aware people are still gonna do what they want and it's a porn game server (even though we don't allow most kinds of NSFW talk, we don't have porn channels, etc) but I want to try to at least police the place a LITTLE bit... And I'm not always evil. I often feed chat little mini-fics and such.)

- Devil. Yes, the one with the red role in the server that appears when her name is mentioned. Yes I'm aware it's comedic.

Oh I forgot you're not IN THE SERVER so have no context for the last bit.

We have a Bot in the server that pings us in DMs when certain words (mostly slurs, insults etc) are mentioned and we get pinged for our names.

So people can literally *speak of the Devil* and I appear. Yes it's as funny as it sounds.

I do have to disagree with the 'evilness' that you act out. If someone is breaking the rules, as an admin, you have the right (even expectation) to moderate it! Be stern! Give out warnings, strike or a ban! But I just don't see how putting up this evil act is going to be helpful to prevent more rule breaking. It made it feels like there's no rule breaking happening because no moderation is being done, and that you're just picking on someone out of personal icks.

It's just overall off-putting, in my opinion. And bringing up contents made by users from their other social media unpromptly feels incredibly rude to me. They are all publically available, yes! But if someone were to suddenly show me an old, awful fan content I made without so much as a 'hello', it would definitely leave a bad taste to me - even if the intention are lighthearted and I know that, still won't change that it'll leave a bad impression to me.

On another note, the name mention is actually a really neat feature :0c So it still mentioned you even if a user didn't specifically mention you?

I tried to send that as an Ask btw, but it was far too long and so couldn't. You can screenshot this and share it, just please crop out my account!

Oh and if you're wondering yes I am aware who was sending you the long ass formal Asks, it's a friend of mine.

I do genuinely care about how the community feels and I felt it was good to reach out, I just needed their help to see if you were open to talking and how you felt and all that before I BELLY-FLOPPED into your DMs!

Oh, just remembered something I forgot to say.

SYDNEY IS VERY MUCH NOT A PURITYGUY SELF INSERT LMAO. LIKE VERY, VERY MUCH NOT SO. SYDNEY IS A SPINELESS PAIN HUMONCOLUS THAT IS DOOMED TO SUFFER. (I can explain what I mean if you have questions.)

I definitely think anon is just speculating, nothing that's concrete. I can't blame anon entirely though, it's not too hard of a comparison to make since PurityGuy's whole aesthetic is very much like that.

And ooh, I'd love to hear more about you mean by Sydney being a 'spineless pain humoncolus that is doomed to suffer' 👀🍿

I've also been curious about how the contributor system works? What changed now that prevent OOC writing from occuring again, or to lessened it instead? 🤔

[mania-sama]

somehow i’ve hit 100 followers. while i don't post on here for followers, i still think that’s pretty cool. i do a whole lot of nothing on here but i promise i’ve got good things in the works. GOOD THINGS. and to celebrate these good things and the lovely people who tune into my nonsense, i thought i would give a sneak peek into some of the fics i’m working on:

first, an excerpt from a (haikyuu) miya twins / sakuatsu / osamu-terrorizing-sakusa one-shot, maybe two-shot:

Miya Osamu, proud restaurant owner and executive chef of Onigiri Miya, receives a text message from Sakusa Kiyoomi, professional athlete for the MSBY Jackals, on Friday at precisely two-fifteen in the morning. It reads: Hello, Osamu. I would like to take you out to dinner at a steakhouse in Umeda Ohatsutenjin tomorrow afternoon. His first and foremost instinct is to assume that he is hallucinating. He’s running on about three non-consecutive hours of sleep from the past sixty due to a rather chaotic mess created by one of his line cooks at his restaurant’s second location in Kanagawa. Precisely, that line cook decided it would be a brilliant idea to beat the shit out of the other line cook with a whisk and a shoe. Osamu knows it’s true because he’s seen picture evidence of a bent whisk wire sticking out of the line cook’s nose as well as the distinct prints and markings on his skin that could only be left by a croc. Yes, that maniac chef wears Crocs. Bright yellow Crocs that make him look like Donald Duck waddling around the kitchen. As long as they wear their company-branded t-shirt and are sanitary (which he was, up until he contaminated everything with his coworker’s blood), Osamu doesn’t care how his employees dress. Comfort, he discovered, was far more effective in improving work efficiency than uniformity did. That’s why the shirt is available in three different cloth materials, colored black or white, and either short-sleeve, long-sleeve, or sleeveless. He prioritizes his staff. He makes sure they have everything they need for success, and he keeps up an open and relatively friendly attitude should they need help, voice concerns, or have suggestions to improve the restaurant. Obviously, the best way for his subordinates to repay his kindness is to drag him through Hell and back. Santa Claus is certainly giving them coal for Christmas. Oh, and not to mention that his kitchen in Osaka is completely waterboarded thanks to a flash flood, so he hasn’t even had time to go up to Kanagawa to settle the issue himself. It’s all been quite the pain in the ass and incredibly migraine-inducing. He can’t blame himself for thinking that this sudden text message from someone like Sakusa at two in the goddamn morning was a product of his sleep deprivation-induced insanity. Osamu rereads the text message, squinting, before opening the chat log and reading it once more. It’s real, all right. No matter how many times he blinks or rubs his eyes raw, the message stays exactly where it is. His second instinct upon confirming that his brother’s boyfriend of four years is texting him in the middle of the night to ask him out to dinner is to say yes. Not to any old run-down bar, but a proper sit-down restaurant that is way out of Osamu’s brutally constricted budget. It sounds like a gift made from Heaven, the eye in the hurricane that is his life. Holy shit. Sakusa Kiyoomi is asking him out on a date. Why the fuck is Sakusa asking him out on a date? His third instinct is to burn all of Sakusa’s prized possessions and then throw the motherfucker into the deepest, most dangerous river he can find with heavy weights strapped to his arms and legs. But then he reconsiders: He and Sakusa rarely speak to each other one-on-one, and of all the interactions they’ve had in both group and private settings, Sakusa has shown no interest in Osamu beyond that of being the brother of his significant other. It doesn’t seem likely that Sakusa would suddenly want to fuck him now. Besides, it would be much smarter to contact Osamu in person so there isn’t a trackable evidence trail. Osamu doesn’t peg Sakusa to be stupid, but he is willingly dating Atsumu. A few screws have to be loose.

secondly, the title and roles of certain characters in another (haikyuu) sakuatsu fic, this time sakusa-centric:

title: wild winds / death to the candle

sakusa: the immortal; a man who only appears when a ship is going to sink

atsumu: the volleyball player who keeps surviving these sinking ships, over and over and over again

osamu: the chef who is waiting for his brother to come home

bokuto, hinata: the volleyball players who appear at least once alongside atsumu and the sinking ships

third and finally, description of a few select items and scenery from a (voltron) klance post-canon story, lance-centric, whose title tentatively comes from bo burnham's Goodbye:

A blue paladin gear set, the chest plate of which has been shattered upon impact with a bullet. It's been stuffed in the back of a closet, hidden behind curtains of clothes and boxes with dust layering on top of them.

The ruins of a bombed city through the lens of a sniper's scope. Everything is narrowed to a point in which the scope assists. It scans the quiet, abandoned streets. A tattered, torn flag ruffles in the wind just above the scope's sights. Smoke billows from a smoldering, wrecked house. The only thing that can be heard within the sniper's immediate radius is their own breathing and the shifting of their hands on the gun.

Music in a foreign language drifting down an equally unfamiliar street. Unrecognizable faces in clothing an outsider tried to disguise themselves in as they track the only thing familiar to them.

A phone snapped in two, thrown into an unmarked dumpster that the phone's owner has no association with.

A hard-to-reach man in the depths of space is contacted by a friend. This friend tells him that a family is asking around for the disappearance of their son.

A large sum of money, in cash, passes through hands and more hands until it reaches a vault. It secures information, passage, and obscurity, even in the unpredictable tides of war.

as you can tell, the last two are quite serious. the first fic... not so much! definitely more lighthearted haha. anyway that's your sweet treat. feast up

[leona-hawthorne]

hi, you don’t have to respond at all (there would be no point because i won’t be using tumblr anymore after today, and i wouldn’t be able to see it anyways, but i also understand if you don’t read this and immediately delete it. either way, i won’t know.)

i just wanted to let you know that it really hurt my feelings when i found out you blocked me on my second blog even though i followed your rules and told you i am in my mid twenties. i wasn’t even following you on my second blog, nor have i ever liked or interacted with your posts on my second one. so to receive another block on my second blog where i hadn’t broken any rules left me completely shocked, hurt and confused, and made me feel completely awful as a fan.

i’m already very anxious and depressed and don’t interact with people very much, so it took a lot to gather the courage and message one of my favorite writers to apologize for any wrongdoing on my part because i hadn’t realized my mistake at the time. i was incredibly nervous and scared and immensely grateful that you cared enough to respond. 

and then for me to be completely understanding, kind, take accountability, follow your rules, accept the consequences of my wrongdoing on my main blog, and wish you a good day and you wish me a good day in return, only for you to go out of your way to block me on my second blog after a really nice conversation, felt like our conversation was fake and it made me feel really shitty and more stupid than i already feel. 

you are absolutely 1000% completely entitled to your choice, and i learned my lesson because it was my fault for not realizing i should be putting my age in my blog description, because im new to tumblr & again, im dumb. 

but i just wanted to let you know that sometimes certain actions can come across as a bit mean, and the way i was treated felt like you were purposely icing me out from being a fan of your blog. 

you’re really a wonderful writer and i enjoyed the stories that i was able to read on your blog in the little time that i spent on here. i wish you the best and happy holidays. 

hi anon,

thank you for taking the time to share your feelings with me. i want to start by saying that i’m genuinely sorry if my actions made you feel hurt or unwelcome. i understand that this situation has been upsetting for you, and i never intended to make you feel that way.

i want to clarify a couple of things. when i initially blocked your second blog, it was not done out of malice, but because i felt it was consistent with the boundaries i’ve set for my own comfort on this platform. my decision there was based on the fact that i wasn’t confident in your age initially, and i felt it was better to err on the side of caution. it wasn’t personal, nor was it intended to make you feel unwelcome or excluded.

after reflecting and discussing the situation, i actually unblocked both of your blogs not even an hour later because i wanted to reach out, apologize for any misunderstanding, and perhaps get to know you better. however, by that point, you had already blocked me back, so i was unable to contact you privately.

i get that this situation hurt you, and it’s okay to feel sad about being blocked—it happens to everyone at some point online. but the way you expressed those feelings came across as a bit much. it’s not fair to expect me to carry the weight of how this affected you, especially when i’ve tried my best to act respectfully and protect my own boundaries.

if you do see this, please know that i would have preferred to handle this privately, but since i can’t contact you any other way, i have no choice but to respond here. if you see this and still wish to continue the conversation, please reach out to me privately and maturely rather than through my inbox.

i understand that you’re new to tumblr and that this has been a learning experience, and i appreciate your willingness to take accountability for the initial misunderstanding. however, it’s also important to recognize that sending such a lengthy message in my inbox—particularly when it seems designed to invoke guilt—is a lot to process emotionally on my end as well. it's overwhelming. i’m a person too, and like you, i try my best to navigate these interactions with kindness and fairness. i can’t always predict how my actions might affect someone emotionally, but i do my best to act in a way that feels right for me.

i’m not perfect, and i don’t always handle every situation right, but this is just tumblr. i’m just one random writer on the internet, and being blocked or unblocked by me shouldn’t have this much power over your happiness or self-worth.

with that said, if you truly are leaving tumblr, i wish you nothing but the best moving forward. i hope you find peace and happiness wherever you choose to spend your time next. happy holidays, and take care.

[phantomyre]

RULES + MUSE BIO + PORTRAYAL (temp)

I plan to do a more complete list once I get time but this will be pinned until I get a more thorough list up. Please bear with me as this account is still under renovation. About Mun: I am 30+ years old. I've been roleplaying for about 15+ years, Vincent being my first and longest ongoing muse. People call me Phantom, Phantomyre, or Vinny (close friends). Yes, I've played all of Rebirth and am eagerly awaiting part 3. I am a Tumblr RPer from the early 2000s, took about a 10 year hiatus, and now I'm trying to feel my way around again. Pronouns he/him Roleplay Counter Queued Drafts: 4 | RPs Replied: 21 | Starters Owed: 0 ALL RP MUTUALS Please read below for rules, shipping, nsfw, dark content, and how I portray Vincent.

RULES Please understand this is a multipurpose blog. Not just a roleplay blog. I will post art (mostly my own unless stated otherwise), FF7 discussions and lore/theories, FF7 news and updates (anything Vincent Valentine related), and of course roleplay. I'm currently creating a tagging system so if you can choose what you do or don't want to see.

Mun is not the muse. I think we should all understand this. Vincent can be an asshole, cold, and distant, but that doesn't mean that I am. I can be blunt, but I mean well and am quite friendly/open to everyone. I value communication very much, so I highly encourage it.

I am open to OCs and any fandom outside of Final Fantasy 7. Please have an 'About' page if you have an OC.

Do not reblog any of my RP blogs if you are not the one the roleplay is for. This is between me and my RP partner only.

I am here for roleplay, presenting lore bits and discussions for FF7, and posting art. I'm a very private person and will avoid engaging in anything outside of what I just indicated above.

No god-modding or powerplay. Every character has a flaw or weakness. If you have a muse that is ultra powerful, be mindful to allow my character to react or have an option for escape. No one likes to be god-modded so let's keep it fun for both of us.

I'm perfectly fine with reminders, within reason. For Asks, if I do not reply within 7 days, feel free to ping me. For extensive roleplays, I do try to reply within 1-2 weeks timeframe. But if you don't see a reply within that time frame, please feel free to send me a reminder. This might change depending on my work-life balance as I have a very fluctuating lifestyle. Some days I will dedicate to art or work even though I'm online, so just bear that in mind.

I will wait up to 1 month for a roleplay reply. If I do not hear back from you within that time period, and I do not see any update that you'll be out for a duration of time, I will very likely drop the RP and soft-block as this tells me you are not interested to interact, and I do not want to be a number on your follower count. All I ask is that you communicate with me. I am more than happy to accommodate as I know we all have lives outside of RP. This is just what helps me stay organized so I can channel my energy and time appropriately while I'm here.

If we are mutuals, I expect us to roleplay together. If I follow you first, I will message you first. I expect the same from you if you follow me first. If I send you asks, try to interact with you, and you never reply to them, I will very likely soft-block and move on.

Please keep me out of targeted drama. I have had to call out art-theft from time to time, but it is not something I enjoy or want to do. I am an artist, and I will look out for my fellow ff7 artists. However, I will not participate in any sort of drama, call-outs, etc outside of what I mentioned. I'd rather keep this blog informative, fun, and entertaining (in a good way).

Do not interact with me if you are younger than 20. Please have your age in your bio. Not only do I have NSFW content, but I am also over 30 years of age. I prefer to interact with someone in the same wave-length as me. Nothing against those younger than 20, but I find that I cannot vibe with someone many years younger than me when it comes to the type of Roleplay that I do and what I'm looking for in a RP partner.

Please do not dismember, disembowel, or decapitate Vincent just because he's immortal. Yes, I've had this happen one too many times during my RP career. This is a form of god-modding and will not be tolerated which may result in a block.

All muse interactions are kept exclusive to their own verse. I will not crossover roleplays. What happens with one muse does not affect another.

SHIPPING + NSFW and DARK CONTENT I will not ship Vincent with minors or animals. I will interact with muses who are minors, but I will NOT ship with them, smut with them, nor will I tolerate anything that promotes pedophilia.

I am open to ship with pretty much any muse, fandom, OC, etc. HOWEVER-- understand that chemistry has to be established first. I will also do toxic ships. Unless your muse is Lucrecia, please do not assume or force a ship. The one main party FF7 character I refuse to ship with is Yuffie. I don't care if she's in the DoC timeline. I just don't enjoy that pairing. I'll happily RP with Yuffie as a muse, but do not expect any romance. In my eyes and in Vincent's eyes, she's a child. That being said, I am SHIP AND SMUT TRASH.

I will multiship, and I don't mind shipping with multiples of the same character as they are all unique. However, the one character that I will exclusively single-ship with is Cloud. I have a close friend who plays Cloud and his Cloud is the only Cloud my Vincent will ship with. I apologize to anyone playing Cloud and wanting to ship with Vincent. I'm just not comfortable doing so and I'm happy with the current Cloud I have. That doesn't mean I won't roleplay with other Clouds, however. I'm more than happy to RP with other Cloud muses, so long as it's not with the intent to ship.

This blog will contain explicit NSFW content. I'm not shy with my writing. I can and will be very detailed. If this bothers you but you still want to smut, please communicate with me or have it written in your rules page. I also don't mind doing fade to black if that's your preference.

Dark themes will abound. Vincent is a very dark character with a disturbing past. Things that you can expect would be topics that include (either explicit or implicit) violence, blood, gore, death, human experimentation, genocide, rape/sexual assault, body/medical horror, suicide, emotional manipulation, trauma, torture, etc. I will do my best to add trigger tags but I am human and will sometimes forget. However, I will always list NSFW as a tag and will put my reply under 'read more' as I understand not everyone is okay seeing that sort of thing.

I'm open to a wide range of kinks. If you really have a thirst for a particular kind of kink and would like to roleplay it, feel free to ask me and communicate what you would like or want to avoid. I want to make sure both parties are having fun and are comfortable with what's being written.

Kinks that I will NOT do include bestiality, pedophilia, wound-fucking, extreme torture (Medieval torture machines for example), gore, vore, vomit, toilet-play, incest. Will likely add to this. If I mentioned a new fetish you never heard of, I'm deeply sorry you had to read that.

WHO IS VINCENT VALENTINE Gender: Male Age: 27 (physically) | 57 (chronologically) Species: Human (modified) Height: 6ft Build: Athletic/lithe Franchise: Final Fantasy Weapons: Guns, magic and martial arts (sabatons and gauntlet) Abilities: Transforms into hideous monsters-- Galian Beast, Hellmasker, Death Gigas, and Chaos Other attributes: Immortal Personality: Deeply loyal, stubborn, fearless, brooding, cold, enigmatic, old-fashioned, chivalrous, dark humor, lone-wolf, kind, wise Backstory: Vincent Valentine was once a Turk, a member of Shinra’s elite security force, tasked with protecting the scientists of the Jenova Project-- an alien with corrupt powers from another world. He fell in love with Lucrecia Crescent, a scientist working on the project, but their relationship was complicated by her ties to Professor Hojo, whom she eventually married. Vincent's father had been killed in a scientific experiment lab where an accident broke out, lead by Lucrecia. Feeling that Vincent would never forgive her for killing his father, she denied Vincent's affections and chose Hojo instead. Nevertheless, Vincent never blamed her.

Hojo and Lucrecia ended up having a son named Sephiroth. This child was created for the sole purpose of scientific research, to which Vincent protested against. When Vincent objected to the unethical experiments, Hojo shot him and used his body for experimentation. Vincent was infused with four monsters including Chaos, a powerful entity connected to the Planet, and given immortality through the Protomateria. After awakening and discovering what had happened, he retreated to a coffin in the Shinra Mansion basement, overwhelmed with guilt over failing to protect Lucrecia and stop Hojo’s work. His body had stopped aging, and not being able to die, Vincent decided to entomb himself for the next 20+ years. When Vincent is discovered many years later by a group of people trying to save the planet, Vincent's demeanor had changed from that of a caring tender-hearted young man to one of callousness, darkness, and self-abasement. He joins the party for the sole purpose of meeting his arc nemesis, Hojo, to exact revenge. He also seeks to put an end to Sephiroth's existence who has been terrorizing the planet, feeling responsible for Sephiroth's cruelty. His ultimate goal is to find redemption for his past sins.

HOW I PORTRAY VINCENT VALENTINE I will default to Rebirth Vincent. However, I will also roleplay OG, AC, BC, and DoC's versions of Vincent upon request. I will also roleplay Turk Vincent or Chaos with Vincent personification.

I like to portray Vincent with as much canonicity as possible, this includes his personality, backstory, etc. In places where there are gaps, I will interject my own interpretations accordingly. These will be in the form of headcanons which I will provide later on. Vincent does not have any children. He is not Sephiroth's father. If you have an OC who is portrayed as Vincent's child, or you play Sephiroth, please do not assume that my Vincent will adopt or treat your muse as their offspring. The way I play Vincent is that he has never had sex with Lucrecia. I am open to playing with the idea of Vincent having kids of his own, but that must first be developed through roleplay. As for Sephiroth, again, I do not subscribe to the Vincent-dad fan-theory. However, if you play Sephiroth as a child, I'm open to the idea of Vincent adopting Sephiroth in an AU scenerio. But in no-wise will Vincent see Sephiroth as his biological son. Vincent has the Protomateria in his chest, and he is not conscious of Chaos' true power (yet). This will be my default version of Vincent, unless our RP causes him to become aware of Chaos and transforms, or if we are roleplaying in the DoC verse. Do not assume that he knows he has Chaos yet. He is aware of his three other beasts-- Galian, Hellmasker, and Death Gigas.

The only character Vincent will have an automatic romantic connection with is Lucrecia. Please do not assume he will have any romantic feelings for your muse until chemistry is created FIRST. If your muse is flirty, do not expect Vincent to flirt back. He is disconnected with his emotions. The most you'll get the first few rounds is either a cold shoulder or he'll have signs that he's shy or nervous. He's a very hard shell to crack if you want him to connect with your muse naturally and in a romantic way. It's not impossible, but expect to put in some effort. I'm more for the slow-burns, anyways. Whatever you do, please don't jump his bone and expect him to be immediately horny. I play Vincent as bisexual-demisexual. If he doesn't trust your muse, he will not have any desire to pursue your muse emotionally. I may like our muses together and want them to ship, but the chemistry must first develop. Vincent is a switch/seke. Depending on your muse and Vincent's level of sexual attraction towards your muse, he will either become more dominant or more submissive. Underneath all his garb, Vincent has a monster arm under his gauntlet, a very faint scar under his Chaos-eye, and an equally faint scar on his sternum. He may have the face and body of a handsome young man, but Vincent has a warped image of himself and therefore will be dismissive if someone says he's attractive. He has a number tattooed on his forehead, given by Hojo, which he has attempted to burn and tear off with no success. Thus he keeps his headband on as much as possible. Vincent is capable of warping into his cloak in order to escape an attack, but can only do so in short distances and in short spurts.

During certain fights and situations, Vincent may use a scythe.

Vincent is naturally good with children and enjoys both cats and dogs. Cats and children in particular are naturally drawn to him. His only fear is harming the ones he cares about. By way of connection, he is therefore also afraid of losing control over his demons. If Vincent loses his Protomateria, he will have little to no control over his demons (Chaos in particular). If Chaos takes control over him, Vincent will likely have no recollection of what happened. Since Vincent is immortal, Vincent does not have a need for sustenance. His body is constantly regenerating itself, and therefore cannot get sick, degrade, hunger, thirst, etc. He can fatigue, and will experience extreme exhaustion whenever he uses Chaos, often leading him to faint or become debilitatingly weak.

Vincent has a high tolerance for chemicals, pain, drugs, alcohol, etc. However, they can all still affect him. The only thing he is immune to is anything created by tainted Lifestream aka Nero's abyss, and he is also immune to Geostigma. (More to come later)

[get-back-homeward]

My queue was in the middle of 1968 India trip posts during the anniversary of Brian Epstein’s death and the statue unveiling, so it got me thinking about the connection of these two events.

It’s easy to forget the link between the two because they’re technically 6 months apart. But it feels underappreciated how much Brian’s specter looms large over the entire India trip. And not just because they delay the grief process several months in the name of Paul’s favorite coping mechanism. But because Brian dies the week they first meet the Maharishi:

Tuesday, August 22: The band’s first recording session since June; they record takes 1-8 of Your Mother Should Know

Wednesday, August 23: Recording take 9 of Your Mother Should Know and Brian stops by

Thursday, August 24: The Beatles first meet the Maharishi at a lecture in London. At the end of the day, they hold a press conference, get a 90-min private meeting with the Maharishi, and plan to go to Bangor, Wales for a 10-day training in Transcendental Meditation (TM) the next day.

Friday, August 25: They travel to Wales, the first time in years they’re traveling without Brian or Mal or Neil, and it’s chaotic; after they arrive, they get a message from Brian saying he will join them on Monday.

Saturday, August 26: Following a day of training, they renounce drugs in a press conference (well, LSD at least). Brian spur of the moment drives back to London from Kingsley Hill after the guests he invited for the weekend don’t make it.

Sunday, August 27: Brian dies from an overdose of sleeping pills the previous night; he’s found around noon, the Beatles are inducted into TM before the news about Brian reaches them. They had a private meeting with Maharishi about their grief (he talks about reincarnation and the need for positive thoughts about Brian to help this process). Then Paul goes back to London while John and George are forced to make a statement for reporters staked outside.

Monday, August 28: Paul presents the idea for the MMT film and convinces them to keep working rather than go to India now.

That’s one week.

Whether you want to look at it as fate, consequence, or coincidence, TM and Brian’s death are linked forever because of this timing. The simple act of losing Brian factors into the disparate grief reactions and subsequent burnout symptoms seen visibly in each band member after India and across the next year. But this timing would haunt anyone. And not just because those around Brian report him feeling jealous about their diverted attention toward the guru this week. Just dumb what ifs that grief can haunt your brain with: what if they hadn’t heard about the lecture, what if they hadn’t gone on the Bangor trip or had invited Brian to join them on the train, what if they hadn’t appeared on camera announcing they were giving up drugs because of the Maharishi’s influence, etc etc etc.

This link between TM and Brian’s death is especially worth considering for John, who I believe is the only one who ever directly expresses guilt over his death. This isn’t unique as he expressed guilt for all deaths around him in an opaque way believing he’s a curse on people he loves. But it also is understandable because he had some warning. Pete Shotton talks about a worrying tape message John receives from Brian a few days before. Brian’s father died only 6 weeks prior, and Brian’s secretary finds a suicide note dated just before that. There seems to be some uniformity among those closest to him at this time that while he may have been actively considering suicide earlier in the summer, he wouldn’t have after his father passed out of concern for his mother. Still, even with the idea it was all just a terrible accident, those dumb what ifs would creep up in a case like this.

When you add in that Bangor is a spur of the moment trip, that it’s the first one they’ve taken in years without Brian’s planning and guidance, and that telling Brian or inviting him to join them seems like an afterthought? Well, it’s not hard to see how that close link and the guilt that it inspires would have factored into John’s desperation for finding that answer in India. And his anger when it doesn’t deliver. It looks like a desperation to make a consequential choice matter. Searching for the answer to life guided by a holy man makes TM and the Bangor trip meaningful. It makes it important. But to a guilt-filled brain, the idea the man is a fraud means Brian died for nothing. It’s a 60 foot drop into the earth, nothing but a deep dark hole of emptiness.

Now add that John shares with Brian more than just a tendency for depression.

[brokensenseofhumor]

The controversial post that I mentioned on my birthday (aka Tuesday, this post is going up on either Thursday 11pm or Friday asscrack of dawn)

The purpose of this post is to clarify a variety of things just in case I go missing Friday afternoon, but due to certain events on my birthday it turned into an exposé + vent post. Even with such circumstances, I hope you can take away some knowledge about me and other people from this post.

WARNINGS: Private matters that have already been dealt with either a few days or even months ago that I’m needlessly bringing to light, mentions of death threats, and lost of fucked up shit in general.

Saii (@/monochrome-cropcrown) dismissed a really violent meltdown I had the day before my birthday and tried using her visit to the hospital as an excuse for not giving a fuck or even bothering to read not even 1 message from the 1 hour worth of distressed and downright concerning messages I had spammed her with an hour and a half ago. We got into a screaming match and she blocked me, but a few hours later she unblocked me, and started harassing me with messages basically victim blaming me for not being god and being unable to control my emotions, then blocked me again before I even had a chance to respond. Here is evidence:

That being said, I also have to take accountability for the horrible shit i said during my mental breakdown. I admit I made threats of physical violence against Fukui Takumi, wishing he’d slip down his stairs and bash his head into a wall, and I apologize for that. I was far too wrapped up in my emotions to realize I was saying overall horrible things aimed at someone that doesn’t even know who I am, and I apologize deeply for that. I’ll try to find better coping mechanisms to avoid this type of situation next chapter drop.

@/huntersmoon1 traumadumped on me multiple times despite me clarifying that I’m a neurodivergent and seriously mentally ill teenager just as many times, and she’s a grown woman in her late 20’s/early 30s that should be getting a therapist instead of telling some mentally unstable minor on the internet about her family’s problems. She also infodumped to me about useless things, even after I have told her I am not intrested in the slightest about anything she’s telling me about. She blocked me after I complained about another one of these needless infodumps, unblocked me after Mina’s exposure, we both mutually apologized for our mistakes, and she proceeded to block me again.

Shortly after Mina’s exposure as a groomer, @/praisethesuuun made a post saying that I shouldn’t be on the internet just because I have BPD symptoms and I’m also a minor.

My mom neglects me and verbally abuses me and my dad is a creep that always disrespects my boundaries, has tried to SA me when I was around 7-9, and this week he stole the conditioner my mom bought for me (after refusing to buy me a new one for the past 3 weeks).

The verbal abuse from my mom started when I was around 5-6 years old.

My mom also held off on buying me toothpaste for 4 weeks, and I was stuck using probably expired toothpaste for over a month.

My school feels more like a North Korean labor camp rather than a school. My homeroom teacher is a bitch, as of the time im writing this post she has threatened to smell each and every student’s ARMPITS (With the most psychotic smile on her face, too) MULTIPLE TIMES. The school’s practices are no better either. Oh what’s that? You didn’t do this easily forgettable and completely useless and unnecessary homework? Oh I’m so sorry, your exam score is an automatic 0 now. Most teachers are so strict that I almost developed a crush one the one teacher that was actually cool.

ALL HAIL KENDRICK LAMAR 🙇🙇🙇🙇

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[northern-passage]

honestly same...I also only stick to reading the same ifs I've been reading since like 2 years ago + as a disabled lgbt person this community has gotten to toxic to interact wth tbh

hmmm putting this under a read more but here's some ramblings about my personal experience as well as some advice if anyone wants it

before i started writing tnp, when i was just a reader, it was very easy to curate my space and avoid a lot of the nastier people (especially back when the forums were the main space for people to talk about IF. i didn't go on the forums at all) and i was very much outside of the fandom and followed only like one artist whose recommendations i started off with before finding more stuff on my own.

once i became an author though it is impossible to avoid certain groups of people and it's really hard to hold on to that comfortable space. over the last like 3 years now my audience has definitely changed and dwindled a lot due to my.... Big personality but before that i had to endure a lot of harassment, people stalking me, people harassing my friends just for being my friend, almost constant transphobia and racism, and even now i still have people that seem to just camp in my inbox waiting for any opportunity to try and hurt me/get a reaction out of me.

i've been pretty open about all of this stuff happening too which most people also don't like, though that seems to be pretty standard across any fandom when you try to talk about how bad they are. i'm never really surprised when other authors delete without any warning or they just slowly stop posting and never come back. it's definitely something i've wanted to do more than once and still think about sometimes. even now after finally seeming to find my "niche" and a more understanding audience, it's really hard and i struggle with finding inspiration and motivation because of how people have treated me.

unfortunately i think it's always been this way, it's the nature of sharing work online and especially with IF feeling so "collaborative" people really feel entitled to it. and i also see readers facing this same kind of harassment, too, so it's definitely not just an author problem.

my advice is to just block and ignore people as best you can and just stay in your own little bubble with your friends or at least people that you trust. if you're an author going through any of the things i mentioned then just know there are a lot of other authors that have had to go through it, too, and that you should also just block and ignore to the best of your ability. just because you're an author doesn't mean you have to tolerate it. i used to respond to a lot of messages which is why i feel that a lot of my harassment lasted for so long, because they thought it was "funny" to upset me, but the more you respond and give them attention the more they'll keep doing it. so just block anons and move on (i know i make it sound so simple. trust me i used to be really bad about it, now i try to take at least a day or two before responding and usually by that time i realize how stupid it is and i just delete it without any fanfare)

at the end of the day though it's your decision, and your well-being comes first before anything else. i say this to both authors and readers, there's no reason to force yourself to stay in a place that makes you uncomfortable or is triggering. sometimes it's better to just let go and move on, though i know that's easier said than done. i'm a prime example as someone who still logs into tumblr daily despite trying really hard not to do that.

and i'm not saying to give up on your work, but rather that writing privately is always an option, and it's what i've been doing now with my other projects ever since i took siren's call down. i know the desire for outside validation can be overwhelming but i think it's important to remember that you should be writing this for yourself first and that there's no harm in keeping your work private until you're ready. tumblr is fun but there's also a lot of problems that can be difficult to deal with while you're also trying to keep motivation and creativity up to write your story, and it can be really discouraging.

like i said, your first priority should be yourself, and if you have to step back away from tumblr/fandom then you should & you shouldn't feel guilty about it.

all of that to say that there are nice people out there, too, i've made really good friends here and i really value their friendship and their understanding, especially when i was going through the worst of it. and there are a lot of readers who have been very kind to me and that have sent me very nice messages and drawn lovely art over the years and i always try to focus on that over everything else.

it can be really easy to get overwhelmed by all the negativity and hostility which is why it's so important to find your people and be supportive of each other.

[yinyuedijun]

If, say, a certain anon wanted to donate to Gaza and then, perhaps possibly show you the receipt so that they may fund part 2 of dual cultivation fic, how would they go about linking you the proofs?

Asking for a friend of course you know how it is

They’re more embarrassed that they’re technically challenged than the fact that they’ll pay money to read blatant monsterfucking (of course. No shame in that am I right)

NO SHAME AT ALL BROTHER(GN) we are all proud monsterfuckers on this blog 😎😎😎 (and thank you for donating to gaza!!!! and wanting to sponsor the dual cultivation fic!!)

if you go onto tumblr browser and log out of your account, you can submit a post (rather than an ask) and have the opportunity to send a picture + message without needing to be logged in:

I just tested this and your name and email don't show up in the submission - it just says that it's "submitted by anonymous":

so you should be able to stay on anon that way ^^

I've been confirming donations by DMing people back to say thanks, but for anonymous cases I'll start a post documenting fundraiser + wip + date received (won't indicate amount or which anon to keep things as private as possible)!