#i'm literally on my knees begging you

[bukvarsbitch]

attn folks interested in preserving fanfiction + digital fan history

alright so uh... the us is going through some shit right now.

as someone who's currently pursing graduate education with a substantial focus in fan studies, i am especially concerned about preserving the amount of works fans have created over the last however many years we've been fucking around on the internet. in particular, i'm really worried about ao3 and (even though i look at it like a cousin i'm not fond of) wattpad. these sites have immense cultural value and history that is worth preserving, and i'm not gonna lie: i'm a little worried about their standing come january.

so this is where we as a collective come in. i don't know how many followers i have on this silly hellsite, but i'm going to ask folks this: please, please, please— start archiving the fanfics and fanart and fan-everything of the fandoms you're in, you care about, or you have been in. put it on an external harddrive. make back ups. you'll want it if things go south, and scholars like me will want it so we can preserve fan history.

if you're interested in doing this, rb or message me or leave a comment or something and i'd love to work together on making a massive, cloud and external, database of fandoms we all care about. we have time to do this, and other folks have done and are doing this, but we need to do it.

to spread this around some, i've tagged this with fandoms i'm most active with here, but share wild and far. even if you don't want to do this with me, do it with your friends. please <3

tldr: i, and many other fan studies folks/fans writ large, are worried about what happens to fanfiction come january and trump's presidency. if you also care about this, let's work together to start putting together a database of fics we care about.

p.s. and if you do it i'll even give you a little shoutout in the acknowledgements of my master's thesis if you want idk (is this anything????)

[honeyandmahogany]

If evil beyond comprehension...why so kissable? 🥹

[paranormaljones]

Okay media consumers, I'm gonna ask you to follow some lines of logic with me.

For good stories to exist, there needs to be conflict.

For conflict to happen, one or more characters will almost always need to make bad choices.

Just because a character makes one or a few bad choices does not automatically earn them the label of "toxic".

Just because said character does not experience immediate consequences due to their bad choices does not mean that they never will (especially if their story is not yet finished), nor does it mean that their creator is romanticizing or portraying their bad choices in a good light.

I mean, come on. You guys love a good slow burn romance. The least you can do is get used to the idea of slow burn conflict.

Edit:

DO NOT INTERPRET THIS POST AS ME SAYING THAT YOU SHOULDN'T DISAGREE WITH ANY CHARACTER'S ACTIONS EVER. DO NOT DO THAT.

I can tell some of you are already thinking about doing that.

Don't.

Please.

I don't have the energy for that.

[profounddefendorcrusade-blog]

I feel bad for Starlo.

Star has a point, idk what the four were ticked off about, there is like 99% chance everyone willingly participated in the trolley problem, based on what we've seen of his behavior thus far it's not like Starlo to be that big of a jerk/drag them by force/yell at them to do it. Ed's words:

he does it because Star asks NICELY

clearly jealous

It genuinely seemed like a fun time/fun roleplay, especially since every day is the same. Like, the five are supposed to be a rowdy and adventures bunch, what exactly did Starlo do wrong, I'm genuinely confused and curious. Except taking a big liking in Clover (his posse should know that this is a big moment for him, according to Blackjack they've known each other since high school and had the same liking for westerns. So they were basically a nerd gang.) Starlo was kind, patient and considerate towards Clover the whole time, even warned Mooch about them not being bandits, taught Clover gun safety, wanted to bring his posse along for a fun time, thanked Ace for telling him about getting Clover a new hat...

Sure, at first he only liked Clover for being a human, but as Ceroba says, that changed and he grew to genuinely care about them, plus I can't help but think Star saw himself in Clover and that's part of the reason he was so proud of them all the time even when they messed up (I'll talk more about this at some point)

What exactly made Ace want to leave the gang? He even said how he doesn't mind "getting run over by the fake train"

he's so nice. says sorry for forgetting the safety goggles even when he was scatterbrained due to his excitement. I love him so much

The only real "faults" (I'll call them temporary faults) I saw in Star during the Wild East section was that he was even more enthusiastic and more proud than usual. But how couldn't he be when he met a member of the species that he has admired for so long because they have real cowboys and sheriffs on the surface (who are seen as brave heroes who deliver justice, while Star canonically feels like a nobody farmer). His posse should have realized Clover wouldn't be there forever and just let their boss enjoy himself with his "deputy who'd have to leave sooner or later anyway"(or be more patient with him/ask him why he feels this strongly towards Clover/if there's a deeper reason for that). His friends including Ceroba just turn their back on him so quickly instead. The moment he's gotten the chance to feel valued for once and put himself first and not have to take care of this whole town and everyone in it and live his dream of meeting a real human, suddenly "his personality is damaged?"

Star's literally built this whole town, organised everything, he worries about everyone, Ceroba (plus was the one to give her emotional strength before and after Clover's sacrifice), Kanako, the monsters, his family, struggles with feelings of worthlessness yet never wipes that smile off his face, always does his best to be hopeful and optimistic and make others laugh, gave his posse a nap time so they don't become exhausted, gave Ceroba a free home, didn't act upon his feelings towards her and was a 110% supportive, caring friend instead. THAT'S who he is. He's the papa bear of this friend group, the glue holding everyone together.

He was just *really* excited. Y'all know he's insecure and just wishes to escape who he is and yet y'all blame him for liking Clover so much. Yeah, the four are very clearly jealous. But why won't the four of you control your feelings for a while? As mentioned, Clover WILL HAVE TO LEAVE EVENTUALLY. They won't be Star's "deputy" forever (the kid who's just as into westerns as he is, who values justice just as much, who also values doing the right thing. Someone he clearly felt understood in the presence of, whom he loved; just look at the way he talks about Clove during Showdown). Star seems genuinely confused of what he did wrong poor guy just wanted to live his fantasy for once and feel important:

Even at the beginning Moray's like "oh no Martlet is upset" Mooch replies "don't be a buzzkill nothing exciting ever happens around here" and Ray's like "Yeah you've got a point"

If you all agreed to have a little fun with a human who will very soon leave forever why is Starlo's enthusiasm such a big problem? If the posse weren't into this after all (unless they were simply too jealous which could have been solved with a honest talk and a little patience) why are you doing this "rowdy" job with Star in the first place? Do you want your boring routine day to day life so much back? Or just for Clover to leave (which they will soon enough)? You, western enthusiasts, literally met a real human, A HUMAN FROM WESTERNS YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PASSIONATELY INTO (clearly not as passionate as Star but passionate ENOUGH to understand where he's coming from).

... okay.

[gingermintpepper]

hi I love your tags so so much! they were so sweet and so interesting and creative and the whole Aphrodite type of beauty thing sounds really interesting do you have any articles and recommendations to read further into it??

-hogoflight

Hello my fine feathered (I am assuming possession of feathers if you are, indeed, capable of flight) @hogoflight! I'm always always happy to hear that people appreciate my frenzied rambling in the tags :D! I have a lot of articles and recommendations :D!! Ancient Greek notions of beauty and representations of it in their art and sculptures is a pretty well studied topic! There isn't any way for us now to know definitively what the beauty standard was (it varied widely from region to region and culture to culture after all) but here are a couple of my favourite reads about Aphrodite and what her representations tell us about idealised beauty!

Probably the most empirically extensive one I can list is Krönström's thesis which compares statues of Aphrodite and literary text referring to both the goddess and mortal women to determine physical ideals for women in five specific eras of Grecian antiquity. Including measurements of the statues there are many descriptions of Aphrodite as 'curvy' with a 'voluptuous figure' and with 'ample buttocks and bosom'.

"When the beauty traits are described in the texts, they are never extreme or anything that could not be found in normal people just that they are more beautiful in every aspect. Furthermore, the sculptures’ physical forms look healthy, they are tall and have distinct curves. Great examples of this are the Knida sculpture and de Milo (the Melian) sculpture."

Of course, these images are still idealised, and there was still a concept such as 'too fat' or 'too skinny' found in written records (and this thesis even includes analysis of pornographic writings and descriptions of the fashion and stylings of pubic hair of women from different regions!!) but from an interpretational standpoint? There is absolutely no reason why these can't refer to a fuller figure. Height was also a very important factor after all and over the course of many eras, it seems like being well proportioned in addition to the length and appearance of one's hair were the most important factors (and, like Apollo, greater beauty was given to those with curlier hair)

Mireille M. Lee's 'Other Ways of Seeing' essay which talks about the forgotten female viewers of Knidian Aphrodite which is also extremely illuminating on how Aphroditic sexuality and sensuality was perceived totally differently from the well documented male voyeuristic gaze (which was overly preoccupied with the statue's nakedness and therefore over-sensationalised the statue's physical appearance) vs women's perspective on the statue which is more centered on the beauty of simplicity in Aphrodite's garment and decoration and in her power and ability to captivate both in her finery and without it. I think it's especially useful in exploring the importance of finery, jewellry and adornment in representations of Aphroditic beauty.

"Some of the small-scale copies are heavily jeweled, especially those from the eastern Mediterranean, for example the Hellenistic gilded terracotta statuette in the Çanakkale Museum (Fig. 5) in which the goddess wears, in addition to the armband on her (right) arm, the following: a necklace with multiple pendants; cross-bands extending over both shoulders and hips, with a cascading pendant in the center; a coiled snake armband on the left arm and another snake on her left thigh, and a twisted anklet on her right leg. (The left leg has been restored, and might also have featured an anklet.)"

"Jewelry is especially associated with Aphrodite in Greek literature. As seen above, in the Homeric Hymn to Aphrodite, the goddess adorns herself with gold jewelry, dress-pins, and earrings in the shape of flowers (162–3)..."

Finally, and to me, the most important one in the argument for an interpretation of Hyacinthus as fat, beautiful and fundamentally Aphroditic comes from Brilmayer's brilliant brilliant thesis done on Aphrodite's work and influence in Archaic Greek Poetry which does away with all of that masculine preoccupation with physical proportion, measurement and bodily ideals for a focus on a Sapphic Aphroditic ideal centered in clothing, ornamentation and, most importantly cunning as symbols of Aphrodite and ultimately a feminine idealised form of beauty. This paper also discusses Pandora and Helen in these terms and it is just kind of a wonderful read tbh.

"Combining Homeric and Hesiodic elements with her own ideas, she [Sappho] alters the way female beauty is viewed. For example, the Homeric war chariot – a symbol of male, military prowess - comes to symbolise the totality of Aphrodite’s power uniting in itself male and female qualities. Having addressed the concept of beauty directly, Sappho then concludes that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. With the help of Helen of Troy and her beloved Anaktoria, Sappho sets out to reinvent the concept of female beauty as a godlike, subjective quality that may be expressed in many ways, yet remains inspired by Aphrodite."

The conclusion to all of this of course is that Aphroditic ideal beauty is much more fluid compared to its stricter Apolline masculine standard. The nuances and understandings of both are of course, constantly being studied, analysed and scrutinised but really, if Dionysus who was both bearded and clean shorn, effeminate, birthed and rebirthed (and twice gestated!) and strongly associated with vegetation can be popularly portrayed as fat and handsome, why can't Hyacinthus?!

[lucyvaleheart]

Psst ... you're cute 😉😉😘

I-!! H-hi!! I. I'm.... T-that, um-

T.... T-thank you, miss, um- I. I.... Y-you're extremely pretty yourself, um-!! I-

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Y'all I got 3 episodes to go and I'm so fucking scared 😭😭😭😭

I dunno how, but I'm 100000% convinced it's only going to get worse from here.

Iswtfg if Madoka ends up forming a contract with Kyubey DESPITE LITERALLY EVERYTHING THAT HAS HAPPENED I'm going to yeet myself out a window ashbfkcnklhf;jkaa

[butterflieswhisper]

ratssss i love the rats,,,, rats in paris ,,,,,,, does it technically being new standalone story mean they all did in fact die of hypothermia. man :(

[camellcat]

I know we're all utterly in love with campbell bain and he's absolutely everything but I would also like to say I would lay down my life for rosalie my god

[yellowloid]

honey i don't know how to tell you but you were so not the target audience for this

[every-sanji]

[royalarchivist]

Chat: Luzu is Quackity's ex.

Foolish: Ok, well Quackity seems to have a lot of exes, um, so I dunno if it's really - if it's really means all that much.

Yeah I guess... I guess uh, yeah I'm not too much different.

[lyril]

lumpus is a fascinating specimen glad theres other people also fond of him

HE SURE IS i will be honest i almost like him a Little Too Much because i Also live in my fantasy world of make believe where camp lazlo is a little more than a 6.4/10 show (I STILL LOVE YOU SWEETHEART!) and instead also includes all my insane 20k spiels of backstory stringing and talks about character writing but

(also. i do think it's funny how popular slinkman is in comparison, i love him just as much, but i actually see people mention really liking slinkman pretty frequently if someone happens to posts about camp lazlo which is GOOD because he DESERVES IT MAJORLY but the lumpus bug has Also caught me something awful even though i hate him and he sucks so i'm alone adrift in the world out here...)

edited this just for him

[ayyy-pee]

You saying Kishibe call me is so fucking funny LMAO - thought I’d also hop in your inbox and let you know that your writing is great! It’s really impressive how you’re able to write so much consistently and have it just be that good I really don’t know how you do it. And if you’re taking requests I have a general drabble request for anything that has to do with Kishibe + squirting and an age gap - no worries if you aren’t though! :)

LMFAOOOOOOO no because i mean it. i need him to hit my line EXPEDITIOUSLY!!! thank you so much for reading and supporting and enjoying my work! that makes me so glad to hear!

i've literally never written squirting before. like i don't think yall understand. i've written smut like six times ever dlfkjdsk i'm a pretty new writer LMFAO so i hope this is ok!

** Reader is an adult but Kishibe is an ancient annoying grumpy old man!

This fucking old piece of shit. He was going to kill you. He was going to take everything from you and leave you limp and boneless across his desk.

“Shhhhh, I told you to keep it down,” his rough voice commands.

You bite down on your tongue hard, the sharp metallic taste of blood invading your senses. It’s quiet in the office, the end of the workday having sent everyone home…you hope. Somehow, a quick visit to Kishibe’s office ended with you on the edge of his desk with your legs spread wide, knuckles white with your tight grip and your superior hovering over you with his hand between your thighs.

You’ve been going at it for a while now, Kishibe continuously bringing you to your peak only to snatch it away when he feels your legs begin to shake around his hand, feels your walls clamp down on his fingers. He won’t let you cum until he’s ready. Until you’re a writhing puddle beneath him.

“Kishibe…please,” you beg, tears streaming down your face as he’s yanked yet another orgasm out of reach. “Please, please. I want to cum so bad, Kishibe. I need to cum.”

He hums quietly, pressing a kiss to your ear, the smell of liquor hot on his breath. “And that’s the problem with you up and coming devil hunters. So entitled,” he breathes against your skin.

Your eyes flutter closed as he curls his fingers inside of you, a quiet whimper leaving your lips.

“Should I let you cum?”

“Because…” you groan, half from pleasure and half from irritation because it doesn’t fucking matter. No answer is going to be the right one. He’s so damn frustrating…But the reward is worth the suffering.

It’s always like this with you and this old bastard. He’s such an asshole, scares everyone off when he comes stumbling down the halls at work. Drives you crazy when he orders you to do something you hate just so he can see you scowl and tell him to go fuck himself. Then when the halls are empty and it’s quiet in the building, you meet him in his office where he presses you against the floor to ceiling glass window that overlooks the Tokyo skyline…yanks your pants down and makes you cum so hard you see stars.

A sharp curl of Kishibe’s thick fingers makes you gasp loudly, his free hand coming up to shove three fingers past your lips. “Suck,” he orders. And you do as you’re told. He pumps his digits in and out of your hole, the lewd squelching sounds and your rapid breaths the only thing that can be heard. Kishibe presses a tender kiss to your forehead as you squeeze your eyes shut, the sudden display of affection making your heart race, making the coil in your stomach grow tighter.

“I keep telling you to be quiet and you just…” he curls the fingers in your cunt, making you whimper softly as they brush a particularly sensitive spot, “...don’t…” he pumps his digits in and out, in and out, “...listen.”

Kishibe sighs, pressing the fingers in your mouth down on your tongue and you inhale sharply, trying to fight off the urge to gag against his hand. Tears roll freely down your cheeks. His dark eyes stare down at you with no sympathy as you writhe against his hand. You close your eyes, biting back any moans that threaten to escape as Kishibe works his fingers inside of you.

“You want to cum?”

“Mhmm, please,” you hum, your begging muffled against his fingers as you nod enthusiastically. He angles his fingers so that they’re grazing against your g-spot and your muffled moan only makes Kishibe tap against that spot over and over again.

The coil gets tighter, the pooling in your belly gets hotter, your breathing gets harder. You feel your body shuddering. Your brows knit together, you’re almost there. As long as he doesn’t stop.

Eyes still closed, you feel Kishibe pull his thick fingers from the cavern of your mouth and you take a deep breath before you feel his large hand then wrap around your neck, pulling you towards him.

“Look at me,” Kishibe tells you. And you listen. Through watery eyes, you peer up at him. You’re not sure what you expect to see. Maybe his dead eyes still looking at you as though you’re worthless. Or maybe he’ll gaze at you lovingly like you sometimes hope he’ll do when he has you like this; give you something to show he cares about you as more than just his fuck buddy. 

But it’s neither of those. It’s a simple, sly smirk curling at the end of his lips that has you panting, has your thighs shaking, has you falling over the edge. Kishibe leans down, presses his forehead to yours as he fucks his fingers into your pussy and utters the words you’ve been dying to hear all night…“Cum.”

The coil in your belly snaps, your soft walls squeezing and clenching around Kishibe’s fingers as your release oozes from your cunt. And he’s still pumping, still curling, still abusing your g-spot. He has you shaking, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as Kishibe watches you come undone before him. 

“Give me everything,” he grunts, pumping his digits into you faster, the obnoxious smacking sounds of his soaked palm slapping against your drenched cunt filling the space. And then your legs are shaking again, your mouth falling open in a silent scream as yet another orgasm washes over you.

“Good girl,” he whispers, eyes drifting down to your pussy. He curls his fingers inside of you. “Another,” he demands.

You shake your head, panting, gasping for air as you try to catch your breath from back to back releases. You’re so sensitive. You can’t possibly cum again. 

“You can,” Kishibe tells you, as though he’s read your mind. “You can give me one more. I know you can.”

Then he gives you a taste of what you’ve always been looking for from him. He tightens his grip around your neck just a little, pulling you to him as he places a sweet, soft kiss to your lips. And you’re going over the edge again.

“Kishi–ohh–fuck, Kishibe I’m–”

Your walls clamp down on Kishibe’s fingers once more and this time you can’t stop the loud cry that rushes past your lips and straight into Kishibe’s mouth. You can’t stop the way your body convulses on the desk as your third orgasm tears through you and you definitely can’t stop the rush of liquid that shoots from your core, drenching the paperwork beneath your ass on the desk, Kishibe’s hand and the front of his pants.

There’s a momentary silence, save for your harsh breathing.

“Oh?” Is all Kishibe can muster as he stares down at the mess between you two. He looks just as surprised as you do, brows raised high on his forehead. He pulls his fingers from inside of you, a long string of your slick connecting you to each other until he wipes it off on his pants. He steps back, his gaze now examining the puddle on the floor and between your legs.

“Well…I guess it’s good the cleaning crew hasn’t come through yet.”

You can’t do anything but laugh, caught off guard by his sudden humor, but still too frazzled to do much more.

Kishibe hums, unbothered as he reaches into his pocket to take out his flask. He pops it open and throws his head back to take a swig…only to realize it’s empty. Grumbling, he puts it away and glances over at you, still spread wide for him on his desk.

“Fix yourself up while I get changed,” he says as he makes to leave. “I’ll wait for you downstairs. We can go for drinks.”

[miyamoratsumuu]

lowkey highkey praying the poll ends up with shinsou IMAGINE HIM IN A DORM WITH KAMINARI, SERO, AND TODOROKI OHHHH MY GOD

same, same, and same THE WAY MY SMILE WIDENED WHEN I READ THAT LAST PART AAAAAGH ELLE PLEASE I LEGIT NEED THAT TO HAPPEN????

[plaguedcupid]

finally published my vw hanahaki au ♪(´▽｀)