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rey-jake-therapist · 1 month ago

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*sorry I think my ask cut off the first bit here so I'm sending it again (Haladriel reminds me of Darklina, in the sense that both characters are so loved by me individually and the dynamic is fascinating, but as an actual ship in fandom? I have to navigate through the misogynist takes that are reducing the female character to a trophy)

I saw this in the haladriel tag on x and I think I pinned down the reason why there are certain people who can't handle dark ships and won't stop invalidating them by screaming about abuse/misogyny. It's because in their minds, they take things very concretely, not being able to 'read between the lines', and thus it's hard for them to really think in abstract ways. They just can't divorce fictional characters from actual problems in society. Don't get me wrong, there is a parallel between them that exists as a fine line, and we should absolutely call some things out. But in the realm of fictional characters, shipping, and make believe? That's strictly a 'them/individual' problem, not an 'us' problem. There are SO many haladriel shippers. We get so many fanart by talented people, many of whom haven't even heard of Tolkien. Are they supporting misogyny or have they had to 'navigate thru misogynist takes' in order to draw two characters together because they like their dynamic? It's not our fault that these canon police antis can't separate fiction from reality, and see every aggression toward a female character (unless it's by another female character, or it's a m/m relationship) as misogyny, while ignoring actual inequality in societies around us, as well as ignoring the truth that men can also become victims of abuse/violence. It all goes back to the funny hypocrisy of touting a beloved female character with admirable traits like strong, fierce, powerful, but the instant a male character challenges her and shows any kind of aggression at her - because spoiler alert, he's a villain, it's literally how he was written - these canon police antis whine about misogyny instead of just saying they don't see what shippers see in a fictional pairing and leave it at that. Like, it's ok, you don't need a reason to not like a pairing. The funny thing is, for all their fascination on Galadriel and Sauron as individuals, they fail to comprehend Sauron's character beyond what is stated in black and white in front of them (going back to the concrete vs abstract thinking). I'm not even a huge fan of Charlie, and even I can understand the 'seeing Gal as a trophy' bit is just a very simplified jest at the comparison to Morgoth and the Silmarils. If they actually bothered to read more of his interviews, it's very clear he sees her as beyond just that. Oh, she's just another ring to him basically? Ok but then why do I keep hearing cosmic connection spoken by him anytime Galadriel is brought up in interviews? Cosmic connection flew over this person's head like a frisbee.

I hope you don't mind me saying I never liked Darklina 🙈 I don't know if it's because I wasn't a big fan of the show in general, of because of the actor I found too pretty, or the dynamic in general... It just never worked for me.

I'm probably significantly older than most Tumblr users, old enough to remember how Mulder and Scully shippers were shamed and mocked when Internet and forums barely started to be a thing anyway 🤣 If you ever heard of X Files or even better, watched it, you know that there isn't a ship that's more vanilla than this one. And yet shippers were being mocked for seeing romance where there was only "platonic friendship" (joke on them, 9 years later Mulder and Scully were endgame), when we weren't told that "Scully deserved better" because "Mulder was abusive towards her

Shippers were always made fun to and it'll never stop, I'm afraid. I've stopped caring about what anyone has to say about a fictional romance I like tbh. I don't know if you use social media such as Reddit and Twitter, as far as I m concerned avoiding these places help a lot. Haters don't seem aware of Tumblr's existence, and I pray every day that they remain ignorant because I really like it here 💜

The best we can do is to keep having fun with what we love... That won't change these idiot's minds, but it will probably piss them off ;)

#ask answered #haladriel #saurondriel #sauron x galadriel #shipping discourse

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angrennufuin · 5 months ago

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Hello, I have come for revenge. All the even ones for Rosenrot? I've really liked what I've read about her so far!

HEART EMOJI KNIFE EMOJI, ETC. Thank you for enjoying Rosenrot, she is a good girl (and a menace). Sorry this is so late but her game is this week!

2. How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

Very loosely! Sometimes not even particularly sincerely - I think she's been known to do the whole "Oh, you don't want to do that, my friend" thing to an enemy. She's quite friendly overall, but not interested in letting a lot of people closer than mild friendship.

4. What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Her hobbies when she was little were mostly playing knights and meddling, and she still does those plenty (for a given value of 'playing' knights). I think she does miss the potential of artistic ability, though. She's tried nearly every creative endeavor and deemed herself bad at all of them.

6. What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?

The nature of living in a small town is that she has recommended everything she loves to everyone she knows, many times. But there are some songs she first experienced In The Woods that she doesn't remember, and therefore can't recommend at all.

8. How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?

I'm not sure Rosen has ever actually said "I love you" to anyone out loud, except her parents when she was very small. But when I was writing bun, I half-jokingly noted that the whole thing is Rosen and Clem saying Do you love me?/Of course I love you. Do you love me? back and forth, over and over, without ever having the guts to actually say it. Rosen won't say she loves you but she'll bring you your favorite sweet and indulge your clownery and touch your hair and hold your hands very gently.

10. What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?

Rosen is a repository of lore about her world's famous knights and heroes. She thinks they're super cool! Did you know Silgre Khorsblade groomed and fed her warhorse with her own hands, even after she became king?

12. What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

Dad jokes! And the kind of humor that results in updog/bofa/matter baby jokes. And puns. She's not great at coming up with these, but she laughs hysterically whenever she encounters them.

14. How do they put out a candle?

Pinch it out. Fire resistant fingertips!

16. What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?

Mostly herself, actually. Hours of internal yapping about whether she's doing the right thing/interpreting a situation right/remembering the facts correctly.

18. Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?

[DIDO WHITE FLAG DOT MP3]

Which is to say, it's Clem, still, even though they hadn't spoken for seven years before campaign start. They were once very close.

Also Benediction! He found her in the woods after she had been missing for the aforementioned seven years and decided she was sister-shaped. They're the only two tieflings in their very small town (there's another, but she's much older and a recluse) and though they weren't close before she disappeared, they're attached at the hip now.

20. Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?

Even if celebrities existed in Rosenrot's world in the same way they do in ours, I don't think she'd be interested in them! She likes the songs and books she likes, and doesn't particularly think about the person behind them. Clem excepted.

22. What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?

Rosen is deeply afraid of forgetting things. She journals meticulously and frequently checks her memories back against the entries; the idea of just... expecting to remember an important event or a grocery list or a newly-learned fact is mind-boggling to her.

24. Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?

NO, that's STEALING. She'd be sorely tempted if it was one of those Mexican wedding cookies, though.

26. How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?

Spiral into self-doubt and guilt. She's got a list of everything she's done wrong since day 1 on the job and she's poring over it to see what the final straw was.

28. What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?

What she would say she wants: to be a great knight. What she actually wants: a hug, a nap, and seven years of missing memories back.

30. When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

The nature of paladinhood is that the personal and the professional are pretty thoroughly intertwined imo! A failure of her job (as a paladin/adventurer) would be a failure of her identity (as a paladin/adventurer) and she would feel the same crushing amounts of guilt regardless.

32. If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?

Probably trespassing or criminal mischief! Rosenrot is less concerned about property lines than she is about wandering where her feet take her.

34. How do they greet someone they like / love?

Big beaming smile and a call of their name! She likes to clasp hands/forearms, or cradle the back of their head and touch foreheads if they're really close. She does gentle (or not-so-gentle) horn bonks with Bene. When she was little, she used to pick Clem up and swing them around - but got told off once by their parents for being "too rough" with them and never did it again.

36. Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?

Rosen only knows like seven or eight people! I don't think she's keeping any of them around for professional gain.

38. What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?

Rosen can sing pretty well in private but loses her voice if she tries to perform publicly. Probably more a mental block than anything!

40. How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?

Faint distress and disapproval. Where's your backbone? Where's your FIRE? Don't dead-fish her like this! Externally, she'd probably wrap her other hand around yours and clasp tighter to make up for your deficiencies.

42. If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?

She would rather swim with piranhas! So: in a hypothetical AU where public speaking doesn't make her want to die, and where I don't have an irrational hatred of all TED Talks, I think she would give a slightly woo talk about homing instinct. How I walked out of the woods. Something like that.

44. What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?

As a tiefling, Rosen innately speaks Infernal, which is... semi-mutually-intelligible with other forms of Primordial. So probably those.

46. Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

Listener right up until you ask about the legendary founders of her country, knighthood, or swords.

48. Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?

The current adventuring party and most authority figures, if it's not something she has a moral objection to. She's very polite.

50. What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?

I haven't dug down into deciding the weird nitty-gritty of Rosen's morals yet, but she believes in a level of animism and self-sacrifice that I simply Do Not.

52. Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

She is fairly confident in her own intuition and therefore presumes that her immediate emotions are correct and should be acted on, especially in a situation that needs a quick response.

54. What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?

Fight or freeze! Usually, fight in physical situations, and freeze in emotional ones -- but she'll flip to the other option if it looks like her first instinct isn't working. So this works out as, e.g.: someone gets in her face -> she squares up for a fight -> she can't hit them because they're weaker than her/someone she doesn't want to hurt -> freeze and panic. Or, the other way around: someone teases her or brings up an uncomfortable topic -> she goes silent and nonresponsive to try and get them away from it -> they persist -> she flares up and stomps her foot about it.

56. If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?

She wants not to have to rely on anyone's comfort at all, because she would like to be the one doing the comforting. But when she's panicked about memory issues, she instinctively seeks out Bene for comfort. She sibling-imprinted hard.

58. How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

Sooooo many! Rosen is always trying (usually somewhat secretively) to find a creative/artistic endeavor she'll be good at. She hasn't yet, partly because she's measuring herself by extremely talented people around her and partly because she believes she lacks some intrinsic artistic spark.

#rosenrot the tiefling #character details #op #saturnine-satureight #THANKS FOR THE ASK BUD

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softie-rain · 3 years ago

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Meet me at the Hanging Tree

Hunger Games au

previous chapter: Chapter 1

next chapter: Chapter 3

Pairings: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Series Summary: Panem, governed by President Magnus, is getting ready for the 75th Hunger Games. It's in this Memory Edition that the reader will learn how far one can go for the loved one, even if that could bring her to certain death.

Series Warnings: Murdering, described death and violence, suicide, death for natural causes such as starving, hypotermia, dehydratation and wounding infection.

Disclaimer: The story is wrote in third person as I'll add other point of views outside the arena. Also, romance will began later in the book, as the characters won't immediately interact!

summary: y/n get to know Darwin, his companion in this "adventure", and she already gets advices by her mentor summary: i feel so bad for the people who are reading this again tbh so for the record if you don't wanna reblog it again it's fine :,)

Chapter two: staying alive

warnings: mention of paralysis

She had never been on a train before. How could she, they can't leave the District. But she is not surprised by how fast it goes, or by how all the people outside disappeared, as they were quickly eaten by the forest that would have led to Capitol City. What surprised her was the giant amount of food that was on the small tables in every wagon. "At 12 we starve." Darwin had said once Effie left them. "And here, only one if this wagon could be enough to satisfy all of us." He was right. Y/n knew it, and she would have agreed with him. But instead, she just stayed quiet. They were sitting one in front of another, no words spoken. "Look, we don't have to talk if you don't want to, but you can't just ignore me all the time right?" She looked at him.

She didn't know if he had a talent in particular that helped him survive all this time. Maybe he didn't even need one, she had no idea the condition of his family. And her no-speaking treatment was nothing personal. She was just shy. And scared to death. "I know. Sorry." He chuckled. "You don't have to say sorry." He was smiling. Why was he smiling? She didn't hate him, she barely ever spoke to him before that day. But she couldn't stand how he was taking the whole story so easily. "I met our mentor once. He bought some herbs at the market." He said, maybe more to himself than to her. The girl looked him in the eyes. "I never did."

He nodded but, once again, she thought it was more to himself than to her. Suddenly, the door behind them opened and an avox entered the room and they both turned to look at her. She was a young girl, maybe two or three years older than y/n. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail, a long white dress that covered her whole body, except for the completely uncovered arms, which were signed by many scars. She held her hand out towards y/n, motioning for her to follow her. The girl hesitantly got up, almost scared of leaving her chair. "She doesn't bite, you know." Darwin jokes. Here he went with his humor again. He really had a weird way of facing death. "I know. I just thought we weren't gonna see one until we arrived at the Capitol." The girl explained, small hints of annoyance in her voice.

"Maybe it's for the Quarter Quell." He said, and that actually made sense. None of them had been alive for the previous Quarter Quells, but maybe that was having. Every tribute had their special avox. But honestly it could have been a normal thing every year that just wasn't shown on tv.

The avox seemed pretty nervous and she clearly wasn't helping her by standing there, so she moved and followed her. The avox took her to what the girl supposed was her room. The blonde girl made a short bow to say "I've done my job, now I'm leaving you" and left her alone in the small bedroom. Small. It was as big as Jean's one, but it was mainly occupied by the bed. Oh my god, a bed. She has a bed back in the district. But it's more of an old mattress layed on the floor. But that one… No, that was a real bed.

She sat on it, not wanting to take it in all at once. Then, she just let herself fall on it, completely abandoning herself to the softness of the many pillows. She inhaled deeply, it smelled so good around her. If she had to die, at least she could have enjoyed this for a few days. I'm gonna die. No. She promised. She wasn't gonna die. She was going to be the 75th victor, whatever it took.

"Oh my god y/n, please no." Jean ran in her sister's arms, holding her so close and tight that if the Games wouldn't have killed her her sister probably would. "Couldn't it have been some sort of mistake?" Y/n shook her head. "Even if it was, it's too late now. The train will leave in a few minutes." Jean let go of her to look her in the eyes, sniffing but trying to smile. "You already said goodbye to mom?" She nodded, caressing her sister's arm. Jean was always like that, showing her weak side for a few moments just to let you know it was there, and then she immediately switched to the motherly version. She was going to miss her like crazy in the Arena. And if she wasn't careful, maybe in the afterlife too. "I know it's hard but, win for me, would you?" She didn't have to repeat it twice. "Of course I will, I promise. I will even kill the President’s son, if I have to."

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Peter wasn't actually scared. His father had trained him once or twice before, and even if he had no clue on how to survive in any critical condition, he was decent with the sword.

Who he wanted to fool, he was most certainly going to die. He knew that, his father did too, and his sister did. Saying that Wanda was devastated would have been an understatement. She hadn't been able to sleep the night after the Reaping without her brother by her side, and even with that she kept waking up with nightmares. She tried to distract herself by going out, but all she was met with were the pity look of the people that felt bad for her and her family.

More than once, even in the same hour, Peter had to hug her to remind her that he wasn't in the Arena yet. That he was there, with her. "But you are going to leave me. You are, and there's nothing I can do to stop it." She would say. And as much as he wanted to, he had no idea how to answer to comfort her. As for his father, he acted like he was just another normal tribute. Like he didn't care his son was going to die in five or six days. And that was because he truly didn't. Peter knew that too, the yelling of the fight they had two nights before the Reaping Day still in his ears. "Mark my words, son. You are going to regret this." And oh, he did.

But as he looked down at his sister, surprisingly finally sleeping peacefully, he wondered if the real punishment wasn't death, but seeing Wanda so destroyed and heart-broken. Peter's life as a tribute wasn't very much different from his previous one. He still had the great food, showers, and literally anything else he had in the residence. Sure, his new room at the tributes building was smaller than his other one at the manor, and he now had a stylist and even a mentor, if you could call the gym school teacher a mentor.

He had tried to teach Peter the basics of the fight once, a while ago but it just wasn't Peter's thing. And that seemed to exasperate the mentor more than Peter himself. "Peter." Wanda mumbled, waking up. "Hm?" "You're going to try to at least survive the first days… Right?" She asked. How do you tell your sister that you're a lost cause and there's the 100% possibility that you're going to die? Easy. You lie. "Of course. I'm not leaving you sis, ever." He affirmed, hugging her closer. He caressed her cheeks, and he could feel a few tears starting to wet his hands.

He hated lying to his sister, but he didn’t know how to tell her the truth. So he just preferred hiding it. “Have you seen the other tributes?” She later asked. He nodded. “Yeah. The most worrying ones are district 1 and 2 as usual.” She moved, now fully facing him. “Do not underestimate others. Remember those two from District 12 a few years ago? Especially the girl?” Peter nodded again. “Yeah, I do. Are you saying I should be careful of female District 12 y/n something?” He asked. “I’m saying you should be careful whatever you do.” She stated, leaving no room for an answer by him.

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She may have hated the way he was facing his fate, but y/n considered Darwin a pretty nice guy. After the first night on the train, Effie had come to their doors telling them both that the train would have arrived in the city in a few hours. She made her way to the vagon that was settled with every kind of breakfast she wished for, and sat. At the same table with her rested a man in a wheelchair, who she supposed was your mentor. “Charles Xavier.” He introduced himself. She looked at him, sipping his beverage slowly. “Y/n Grey. But you already know that I suppose.” He chuckled. Why is everyone so happy to be here? “Didn’t mean to irritate you, sorry. I’m happy to be here just as much as you are, but you should really not depress yourself like this. Or else, you’re lost in the beginning. I know it’s hard, but keeping it sane can help.”

She looked down, observing the cookies on her small plate, and then around the room. She never saw this type of meal back at her home, not even at the bakery. “Never had coffee?” Charles asked. The girl shook her head in a no. “Here. It has a particular taste, but maybe you’ll like it. Oh, I'll add a bit of sugar with that.” He said, pouring a dark liquid in a cup. She looked at him as he did so. He was weird. Not because he survived the Hunger Games and seemed pretty calm about it. More because if it wasn’t for the old ruined clothes, one would have said he was a Capitol citizen, from the way he spoke and acted. She never saw his Games, she only knew he won twenty years ago and that he was the last victor from 12th. Did he hurted himself during the Games? Hard to believe he won with the wheelchair, unless he threw it at someone.

“Rule number two: don’t judge people from their appearance or from their first impression. Or perhaps you’ll end up trusting the wrong people there. And as for the wheelchair, I killed the last tribute from a very tall tree and once they announced my win, I very ungracefully fell from it.” She allowed herself to let a small chuckle out. “Didn’t mean to stare.” She apologized. Thinking about it, she wasn’t making it so oblivious. “It’s fine. Besides, I'm pretty good at reading people.” She shortly smiled, just as Darwin entered the room. "Sorry, I lost time in the shower. Have you tried it y/n?" He said euphoric, sitting next to her. She shakes her head, making a mental note to try it once they'd arrive.

He prepared himself a slice of bread with jam. "Given any good advice already?" He asked. Charles shortly repeated what he had told y/n, but she wasn't paying a lot of attention anymore. "Oh my god…" She mumbled, looking outside the window. Darwin followed her look confused, but soon imitated her once he realized what she had seen. Their mentor didn't need to, he knew what they were looking at.

"There it is." She said under breath. "Capitol City."

tags: @raincoffeeandfandoms @septicrebel @bibiibeep @sweeter-innocence-fics

#hunger games au #peter maximoff #evan peters #peter maximoff x reader #evan peters x reader #peter maximoff x y/n #evan peters x y/n #peter maximoff x you #evan peters x you #peter maximoff imagine #evan peters imagine

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spicymayo1983 · 4 years ago

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Hello. Been a little busy lately, but here is my latest story. Short, simple and to the point, lol.

You are a young officer for the rebellion who has led a sheltered life, protected from the outside world by your hovering parents.

You are on your own now, but there is one thing that is weighing heavily on your mind.

You are well into your 20's and still a virgin. You are aching for the touch of another person.

Your sexual frustration leads you into the arms of the dashing Poe Dameron, who is more than happy to be your first.

Warnings: Heavy smut, both genders oral sex, virginity loss, some language, age difference stuff (nothing illegal!) definitely not for anyone under 18.

You've seen him around and even spoken to him a few times. Poe Dameron. But you are notoriously socially awkward.

Your childhood on Tattooine was a sheltered one. Your parents wanted only the best for you but they never let you out of their sight.

As a result you never really developed your social skills and were painfully awkward.

But now you are on your own and have been for years, you are a young officer for the rebellion.

There's something you've been hanging onto for years that you just want to get rid of. Your virginity. You desperately want to let loose and have fun but you feel like your V card is getting in the way. Most of the men around you, especially the ones your age, want an experienced woman.

Poe is at least a decade older than you, you estimate.

His age and experience turn you on, a lot.

The two of you have developed a sort of playful friendship, you tease each other constantly with lame jokes.

It was hard not to notice how attractive he was, even for you. His dark curly hair, deep brown eyes and smooth olive skin made you feel things.

You were a virgin but you weren't dead.

It's a late night and everyone is getting ready to retreat to their quarters. You and Poe find yourselves the last people in the room.

He senses something is bothering you, Poe puts a strong yet gentle hand on your shoulder and asks,

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine". You reply quickly, your face turning a deep shade of red.

"I can sense something's bothering you". Poe presses on, a concerned look appearing on his gorgeous face.

"Tell me, I won't judge".

"Oh, I can't." You reply quickly, your face still feeling hot. "My problem is incredibly stupid, you wouldn't understand".

"Come on, you can trust me". Poe pressed on, his hand gently squeezing your shoulder. "Nothing is stupid or shocking to me".

"I'm a virgin". You blurt out, your face still red. "I've never had sex, not even once, never came close to it either".

Poe's eyes widen a little in surprise and he bites his lip in the most adorable manner. Your revelation has blown his mind a little, maybe even turned him on.

"Wow". He says, a look of surprise still on his face. "Can't really say that I saw that one coming".

"My parents ruled over me with iron fists". You explain with a deep sigh. "I was never out of their sight, not even for a minute".

"This is going to sound unbelievably crass of me but I would love to be your first". Poe tells you, his voice taking on a soft, sexy tone. "I can be as gentle as you need me to be, and I can teach you some things".

You think about his proposal for a moment. It doesn't take you long to reply,

"You've got a deal, teach me everything you know".

The two of you head back to his quarters. After a quick shower you nervously relax in his bed while Poe takes his.

You have only a towel flimsily wrapped around your body. You are nervous and excited but still uncertain whether you will go through with this or not.

But it is the closest you've ever been, so you silently congratulate yourself.

Poe comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his lower half.

With a slightly mischievous grin he sits down next to you on the bed, picking up on some silent cues you lower your towel a little, revealing your breasts.

"May I?" Poe asks, that devilish grin still on his face.

"Do what?" You reply, smiling a little.

"Touch those perfect tits of yours". He tells you, his voice taking on that smoky, sensual tone again.

You quickly nod yes, Poe begins to gently massage your hard nipples, he then leans down and takes one of them into his mouth and gives it a gentle suck, making you moan with delight.

He then reaches under your towel and with your blessing starts to tease your warm folds, he grazes his thumb on your clit, making you arch your back and moan yet again.

Things are happening quickly, just like you want. Poe's head wanders between your legs, moments later you feel his soft tongue gently lapping away at your silky wetness.

You feel the fireworks course through your body as you experience an incredible climax.

Afterwards Poe starts to kiss you all over your body, you can now clearly see his erect penis, and it's long, at least 8 inches, and thick with nice veins and a foreskin.

You giggle nervously, at your age you've never seen or handled one in person.

You lean down and surprise him by licking the tip a little.

Poe shows you how to stroke him, this becomes too much for you, the heat between your legs becomes unbearable.

So you roll over on your back, and offer yourself to him by spreading your legs a little.

"This might hurt a little, or a lot, just bear with me". Poe explains as he climbs on top of you. "Tell me to stop if the pain is too much".

He begins by gently inserting the tip, you beg him to go further, and he does, you wiggle around and moan in ecstasy as he slowly penetrates you, inch by inch.

Poe encounters your very much intact hymen, with one swift movement of his hips he breaks it, causing a moderate amount of blood to spill on his bedding and his thick cock.

"Does it hurt?" He asks again, briefly stopping his thrusts. "Tell me if I need to stop".

Poe is being a very gentle, caring lover, going out of his way to make sure you enjoy yourself.

"Not anymore". You moan.

He stops for a moment to enjoy your tightness, both of you are drenched in sweat.

The air is hot, humid and smells like sex. For a moment your eyes meet, there's a fiery lust in his dark eyes and his curly hair is a mess.

"Oh Poe, fuck, it feels so good!" You scream as as he speeds up his pace a little, your fingernails leaving deep scratch marks on his back.

He pulls out a little, teasingly, and then in one smooth movement Poe fills you again, he is stretching you out to the max, you feel full, you scream out in pleasure.

The brief discomfort turned into sheer excitement for you as Poe Dameron himself fucks you into a blissful, orgasmic state.

"Oh baby, you are so tight". Poe moans, his eyes rolling back into his head a little. "I can't hold back much longer, you feel too good."

He cums deep inside of you, the warm feeling of his large load coating your womb is in itself a huge turn on.

Luckily due to advanced birth control you can't get pregnant.

Afterwards you collapse in his arms and he cuddles you all night long, his strong arms are comforting and make you feel safe.

The end

#poe dameron #poe dameron smut #poe dameron x reader #star wars smut #star wars

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thatwriterkei · 4 years ago

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-Moment of Tangency-

Series Summary: When Y/N's favorite fictional characters come to life, a mystery ensues as a killer wreaks havoc in Bangor, Maine.

Chapter Summary: What started out as a sleepover with your best friend turned into a night of unexplainable events.

Warnings: cursing, underage pining if you squint, mentions of sex.

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Here's the first chapter of the big series I was talking about! I really hope you guys enjoy this, I've been working on this for about a month and it would mean the world to me if you have feedback and brought attention to this to those who would enjoy it too! I'm really excited to see how this goes.

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Chapter One: The Beginning

"You will soon receive support from an unexpected source.."

The red letters of your fortune stared back at you ominously.

"Hey, that's great timing huh?"

"Too soon, Marcus..Too soon."

A sheepish smile formed on his freckled face, "Sorry..Here, have another."

You shook your head, waving away the cookie. "I'll just stick to mine. I only have a little bit of room left for it."

You took small bites, slowly indulging in the delicious treat, afraid of letting it go to waste with just two or three bites.

"I'm surprised your dad let me spend the night."

"Honestly, me too..I don't think he noticed that you're in the middle of transitioning."

"He probably just thinks I'm gay or something.."

You let out a choked laugh, "Maybe because you are."

"Hey, you can't tell me that Mr. Fisher isn't hot as fuck!"

"He isn't, oh my god!" You tried to finish the rest of your cookie without inhaling crumbs, suppressing the laughter building in your stomach.

"Have you seen his hands?! Y/N, I don't think you understand how much I adore him!"

"He's 20, Marcus!! Not to mention, he sucks at teaching physics."

"Hey, I didn't say my future man had to be smart."

"You're ridiculous."

"Yes, yes I am. Oh! Speaking of guys, any good gossip for the ship of a century?"

You could help but roll your eyes at his teasing, blood rushing to the apples of your cheeks.

"Kolby and I haven't spoken since last week. I don't think he likes me anyway. He's been talking to Heather more recently.."

And, for some reason, you weren't too interested in him either. Yes, he was a nice looking, athletic guy but you just didn't care enough to go further than a 'hi, how're you?' with him.

"Well, his loss. You're a wonderful girl and it's a shame he's wasting your time with his boyish nonsense. Besides, he doesn't even wear watches like Mr. Fisher."

"I swear to god, if you mention him or watches one more time.."

"You're right, sorry," he held up his hands defensively before putting them down, "I just don't wanna see you get hurt, Y/N/N.."

"I know you're worried, Marcus, but I'm fine. It's our junior year, I don't think long-term relationships are supposed to happen for us until we're in like college."

"You never know..Anyway, what do you even see in him?"

You let out a sigh, sinking in the mounds of pillows and blankets that are laid astray on your bed.

"Umm..He's cute, without a doubt. His jokes are sometimes funny, depends on who he's around. He has a nice sense of style, I guess? I don't know..We've only known each other for a little over two months."

Marcus laid beside you, rolling to his side with a dopey grin plastered on his pale face. "And a lot could happen in two more months if you just talk to him. I promise, I won't even bother you in Algebra..Okay? Just trust me on this.."

You groaned but, nevertheless, agreed with a silent nod.

"Love shouldn't be this complicated.."

"Sometimes it is, sweetie..But only time can lead you to where you're supposed to be.."

"Yeah, I know...Since when did you become my therapist?" You let out a scoff.

"Since third grade! Now, c'mon, get off your lazy ass and let's do something cool!"

He pulled at your limp arm once he stood up, dragging you to the floor and down the hallway towards the mini library your stepmom installed about a year ago; who has yet to use it.

"If you were looking for 'cool', you brought us to the wrong place."

Your eyes scanned over the bookshelves, catching titles of famous works.

To Kill a Mockingbird

The Great Gatsby

War and Peace

Charlotte's Web

"You only have that perception because you hate her."

"Of course! Have you seen her?"

"Yeah, but this is still cool! You should take advantage of it while you can."

Marcus released his hold from your ankle, scampering over to the section of the library where a red and white book was gleaming for attention.

"Oh my god! Miranda got the newest edition of IT?"

You stood up abruptly and made your way over. "She got what?!"

"Holy shit, this is amazing! We haven't fangirled over this book since freshmen year."

"Oh yeah, our biggest obsession since One Direction." You laughed, taking the book out of his hands and running your finger over the textured title.

"Not gonna lie, the older cover looked better."

You rolled your eyes and ushered him over to the desk in the middle of the room. "Wait, let's see if they kept in that one part.."

"Which one? Does it have to do with Stanley? You had a major crush on his fictional ass." He teased, pulling up another chair beside yours.

"No no no, the one with Eddie and-Oh, I found it!"

Man, he had hated it when Richie called him Eds…but he had sort of liked it, too. It was something….like a secret name. A secret identity. A way to be people that had nothing to do with their parents’ fears, hopes, constant demands. Richie couldn’t do his beloved Voices for shit, but maybe he did know how important it was to creeps like them to sometimes be different people.

"Oh, I absolutely love this part..It's just, mwah, beautiful. Stephen King certainly knew what he was doing.."

"C'mon, let's go back to my room and reminisce." You took his arm and pulled him back to your bedroom.

You internally screamed at Marcus's onslaught recollection of memories.

"Oh, and that one time when you had a major attraction for-"

"Okay okay, that's enough reminiscing!!" You tossed the book at him.

"Aww, what? Feelin' embarrassed, sweetie?" He barely dodged the book, letting it bounce off your bed and onto the ground with a dull thud.

"Shut up.." You grabbed the nearest pillow and slightly smothered yourself with it.

The memories he continued to bring up brought back some nostalgia but looking back at it now made you cringe. You were practically grown up now, not 15 years old.

"Okay, I'm sorry. But wouldn't it be cool if the losers club was real? Like actually around, in real life? Derry was based off of Bangor so it's more than likely you could find your own Stanley Uris."

You cracked a smile at that and threw the pillow at him, situating yourself underneath the covers of your bed. "Yeah, yeah. I wish."

Marcus promptly pulled out his phone and checked the time, turning it over towards you and flashing the bright light in your face. "Well, it's almost 11:11..Make a wish!"

"Seriously?" You deadpanned.

"C'mon, it wouldn't hurt!"

You sighed, sitting up on your elbows and closing your eyes. "Tell me when. You wish it too, okay?"

"Okay," some time passed, "now."

I wish the losers club was real..The entire gang. Every single one of them.

I wish I could blow Bill Denbrough.

You opened your eyes after you recited your wish a couple of times, sighing. You raised an eyebrow at Marcus, seeing him struggle to contain his laughter though the crimson red covering every inch of his face gave it away.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"I wished that I could blow Bill."

"Goddamnit, Marc."

It took about a half hour before the two of you could fully relax into a deep sleep but once you guys did, Marcus took up most of the bed.

A heavy gush of wind pushed open your window, the cool air from outside blowing into your room. You snuggled a little more under the covers, face being buried into someone's back. They smelled so nice, a light hazelnut scent and freshly washed hair that reminded you of late night drives with your older cousin when you were younger; Just absolute nostalgia exuded from them. You felt your entire body relax against theirs, the warmth overtaking your slightly exposed skin from the nippy air coming through the window.

You hear a quiet groan from the opposite side of you, the noise causing you to stir from whatever you were dreaming about prior; It was a bit fuzzy.

"What the fuck? Dumbass window.." It was just Marcus.

You felt the weight from the bed disappear, his dull footsteps moving around the carpeted room as he shuts the window.

He turns around and gives one look over the room, his eyes partially open. He sees a couple of people in the room, the sight confusing him in his drowsy state.

"What the..?"

A mix of someone screaming bloody murder and a smoke alarm going off floods the room, echoing off the walls and throughout the house. Even Marcus wouldn't be surprised if the neighbors heard him too.

It takes just a few seconds before your sleeping mind can process the screeching, thus causing you to flip over to your other side and turning on the lamp. Your eyes are piercing with annoyance, though you were still a little concerned about your astonished friend across the room.

"Marc, what the hell?! What's wrong? What happened?"

You cast a glance around your room, trying to pick the oddball out.

"What the hell?!" You hear from behind you, the sudden noise alarming you and making you jump off the bed towards the ground.

Your head whipped around so quickly you were sure it was the dizziness that made your imagination run wild from the sight. There laid a guy, around your age, with very curly light brown hair that just looked absolutely divine to twirl your fingers around.

Underneath you comes a strangled groan, almost upon impact. Looking below, you find a girl with fiery red hair in a bob style. You push yourself off of her and scoot away until your back hits Marcus's legs.

"Who the fuck is yelling-Oh, holy shit..!" You hear another slightly deep voice exclaim.

Turning to your right sat five other guys with drastically different appearances, one after another coming to the realization that they had no fucking clue where they were.

The room grew quiet, fear growing in your eyes as you try to find a person to focus on but the thought only made you even more dizzy than before.

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solarcitymelodies · 4 years ago

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Wowza sorry y'all about the random massive Rockafire spam, I'm pretty sure ??most?? People on here? know me for just Knight Rider because that's the only thing I've ever REALLY posted about--

but I Do Not Care it's RAE hours right now so uhhh here's some headcannons that probably aren't Canon compliant very much because I just got into RAE like last week

So like. I feel like Mitzi is a Good Amount younger than the rest of the band like she was in highschool when she joined, the rest of em were all Adults™ and she was a little bit nervous about it because...... ADULTS™

She was just lookin for a place to get her singing voice out there, because ya girl REALLY wanted to perform, and showbiz happened to have a slot open, but she did not expect all of the members to be older than her (although looking back, she realized she probably should have expected that)

It was intimidating at first but Billy Bob and Fatz were just the absolute sweetest and they introduced her properly to the rest of the band because she was like "oh I barely talk to them because I get nervous :(" and the resident dads p much said "aight we can do all the talking for you then, how about that?" And badabing badaboom she's now attached to these two and like honestly who isn't or maybe that's just me but ANYWAYS I feel like the band would become a second home/safe space for her

Yeah fr some reason I have BIG long headcannon for her joining the band but the rest of them? Nobody knows how they got there for all I know they just Showed Up One Day

Also I came across this

https://youtu.be/UU7BeUWQBDI

youtube

Which got me thinkin about what my headcannons were as far as sexuality/gender stuff

And I find the concept of Billy Bob being Very Much Straight And Ignorant but trying his hardest to be a good ally SO funny like if someone came out to him he'd probably be like "oh!! I don't understand why you would choose that lifestyle but I respect you!!" not realizing how incredibly stupid he sounds sjkrjh like I don't think he can very easily wrap his head around how people are just. not cishet. so he's like "OH then it must be a choice, right? like you can choose to be gay but you're born straight. Right?" and everyone just shakes their heads in the background but he does earnestly try his best and my man would rather DIE than disrespect someone's pronouns I know this for sure

Fatz is pretty similar, straight ally and a lil confused but he's got the spirit, you know? He still least knows being gay (as well as,,, m o s t sexualities that aren't straight, although some he doesn't get/know about at all) isn't a choice but he hasn't quite grasped that being trans is also not a choice. He will respect your pronouns to hell and back but by god he doesn't get it,,, he's trying though and he feels very accomplished in himself that he's starting to get the hang of using they/them even though he slips up a lot

The rest of the band encourages the HELL out of these two because they're. Trying their best and making an honest effort which is more than a pretty good chunk of people would give

Rolfe, Earl, and Dook are the reasons Billy Bob and Fatz are trying so hard to understand it lmao

Rolfe took it upon himself to hang up a MASSIVE gay pride flag backstage, being the flaming homosexual that he is, and the rest of the squad quickly realized "oh he's GAY gay he wasn't kidding" because at first they literally thought he was joking as he was actually just being openly and obnoxiously a raging mlm (and like I mean no shade to him this isn't me tryna to make fun of it because my dumb sapphic ass almost crashed my car once because I saw a pretty girl walk down the street. And by "once" I mean. Yesterday.) Anyways yeah that's when the rest of em Realized and were like "OH" but after the massive pride flag was hung up that prompted Dook to come out and they were all like "???? YOU TOO????"

Dook is a non-binary ICON he's a demiboy and goes by both he/him and they/them and probably would have a bunch of pride pins I think,,, I'm not really sure of his sexuality though!! honestly he kinda gives me bisexual vibes but Who Knows . Not me. He has a HELL of a time trying to explain his gender to the rest of the band (except for Rolfe because like. He's a part of the community so he knows) and basically he was met with "so you're just a dude but ✨spicy✨?" and it was like, "no, but I have no idea how to explain it in a way that will make sense to you, so. yes?" And that explanation seemed to suffice for most of them

Mitzi went in knowing NOTHING about what being non-binary was so she asked a l o t of questions about it, which Dook just kinda dealt with answering (he's heard most of it before, and it gets tiring after a while. if you're nb or trans or honestly any part of LGBTQ+ you know what I mean) but he thought it was really sweet of her to be so determined to learn about it and eventually she did get a grasp on it ish, so she was able to understand why it wasn't just ✨spicy male✨ (the conversation pretty much went "well if i was just male, don't you think I would label myself that way instead?" "....oH TRUE!!!") and she ended up a VERY passionate ally, and she'll ask occasionally about how to be better at it, bein a queen as she is 👉👉 also definitely started questioning her sexuality after a while and just went with "maybe bicurious" and Rolfe, Dook, and Earl were all like "ONE OF US, ONE OF US"

Earl has never once spoken about his sexuality in his life, because 1. He's very aware that's an awkward conversation to have with a puppet, and 2. He's aroace anyways, which is basically what people assume even if they don't realize it just for their own peace of mind, because seriously, puppets and any identity that ISN'T aroace creates a really uncomfortable mental image for... Most people, pretty much. So it's not like he ever needed to say anything about it, which is convenient for him because he wouldn't want to say anything either way. not worth the risk of embarrassing himself and making everyone feel awkward

(side note ish though Rolfe 100% came out to Earl first and was met with "I already knew that but okay." Rolfe was mildly offended)

And spEAKING OF EARL he's VERY much sentient but he can't say he's particularly enthusiastic about it because Rolfe has to carry him around everywhere

He can move on his own but it's limited and generally annoying to maneuver around with his tiny body so he just says screw it half the time and stays on Rolfe's arm or hitch a ride on Random Object, but like... Yeah, the majority of the time Rolfe just has to deal with only having one arm available and a puppet directly next to him making fun of him at every possible chance

They high-key have chaotic and unorganized college roommate vibes (like they're actually roommates because... Where tf is Earl supposed to go?? So Rolfe took him in) and idk if this is really like a part of my headcannons or if I just think it's funny so I keep entertaining the idea of it but I think it would be Fantastic if Rolfe had no idea how to cook but Earl somehow did so this idiot is trying to take instructions from a puppet, who can't physically show him what to do, and it's like Hell's Kitchen live featuring a furry and a sentient stuffed animal

Aaaaamd going off of my Rolfe and Earl headcannons still Rolfe for SURE has some sort of executive dysfunction issue. ADD or ADHD I'm not sure (probably ADHD) but he definitely has it also this totally isn't just me projecting how dare you accuse me of that

And!!! More about Dook!!!! I don't know how or why I thought up of this but I cannot possibly imagine him any other way now-- he's autistic and space is his Big Huge special interest, and if you ever ask him about it you have to be prepared to get infodumped or possibly even shown a PowerPoint presentation, because GOD he loves space!!! He wants everyone to know all about it!! He knows not everyone thinks it's as cool as he does so he tries to keep his mouth shut but when someone asks about it he can't help himself and will infodump a LOT, also haha drumming stims go brrrr, playing the drums isn't really a stim but he likes to just take his drumsticks and whack em around in the air and get that good ol Wavy Arm Action (wavy arms is best stim change my mind you can't it's GOOD)

Also i bbbbelieve earlier I reposted somethin about someone else headcannoning that he has echolalia, which I don't really know enough about to say anything on it?? But even if he doesn't have echolalia he'd probably repeat phrases over and over until he gets tired of them (which is,,, something I do lmao, it's either memes I get stuck in my head or things I've heard from various medias I like the inflections in (like one tiktokker I saw was talking about their tourettes and their vocal tics and one of them was "uh oh! How unfortunate!" and now I CAN'T STOP SAYING IT)) but like uhhh yeah :))) repeating phrases that get stuck in your head for various reasons for the win

This is already really long so I'm just gonna vibe out thanks for coming to my Ted talk feel free to ask questions I probably won't be able to answer a lot of em though because my headcannons are a Mess hehe >:)

#WOOOW GROMIT #rae #rockafire explosion #rock-a-fire explosion #i still don't know what tags y'all use #someone pls stop me from stealing peoples vocal tics i find on tiktok #like seriously #the one i mentioned as well as are stuck in my head #SIZZLE IT UP G R O M I T #he lp #lmaooo anyways yeah i love these characters im biased towards rolfe and earl tho they're my favorites

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playfultemperature · 3 years ago

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Micro-aggressive I've experienced in the creative/craft field

I will narrative dark theme such as micro-aggressive with joyful/playful into my glass. Therefore, I would like to share the micro-aggressive in creative/craft field that I have experienced.

It was before I studying at ECA glass.

In Seoul 2016, I joined an small event for students who want to study in abroad. There was a benefit that students had a chance to get some advice from a programme director (not 100% sure whether he was a director, but he was a person in that kind of position at university) from art/design university in the UK who visited Korea for the event.

I clearly remember the moment. During the interview with him, I said I wanted to study glass, and he said to me "You are too small to make glass.... What if you fall into the firing kiln?".

He may have been joking to break the frozen air, but it wasn't funny at all.

Why did he judge the size of my body?

Why did he try to frustrate me before I even start?

I could not believe how an educator could say that learner

I know which school he was from, but I won't share. If there is a chance, I really would like to show him what I've achieved so far as a glass artist.

A university worker and a technician from some workshops spoke to me in Chinese.

They may have spoken Chinese to be more being friendly to Asian students. Sorry, not sorry at all though! If I were from China you guys' attitudes could be successful, but you should know that NOT ALL ASIANS ARE CHINESE.

Literally, I'm sick of being treated as a Chinese, indeed! Not only the staff but also every time Chinese practitioners who do not know me see me in the workshop, they naturally speak to me in Chinese.

If I were in China, I could understand their behaviour because as Asians our faces look similar. However, I/we are in Scotland and living in British language-based culture. So many and various ethnic groups live here and study at schools. Please just speak in English. Do not try to speak in a different language that makes me feel unpleasant if you are not sure where I am from.

*)Please do get me wrong. I am not talking about I do not like Chinese. I have so many lovely Chinese friends and love their culture and food. Only the problem is the people who treat me as Chinese.

Sometimes, when I use workshops, I feel some technicians treat me as a very easy person because they know I can not assert my opinion strongly due to my personality which has been affected by South Korean heritage (Required to be exceedingly being humble especially to older and someone is in a higher position than me. Not allowed arguing with them.).

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thejustmaiden · 3 years ago

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Oh hi again, but I thought we were thru? 🙄 So since I have you here one last time, I want you to know that I went ahead and finally did what you should've done a long ass time ago: Asked an expert.

This person is fluent in the language and lived in Japan for many years. They prefer to remain anonymous- understandably & respectfully so- but here's some of what they had to contribute:

They advised me to point out that what you're referring to was some quiz result that was being passed around, but that what that person actually says in Japanese is "hogosha type." A "parent-type" person is NOT the same as a parent. Its just referring to their personality, not to the actual role that person played in the child's life; there's a huge difference. Not to mention, and as far as they know, referring to a boyfriend like this in Japanese isn't a very common thing to do nor something they have ever personally heard used before.

I guess the way I see it is it's sorta like the difference between a child calling their father "daddy" and a sexually mature person calling an older man who's viewed as sexy "daddy." So you see, same word but vastly different connotations. One is literal and innocent whereas the other is purely sexual. Context matters here, hon, so what you're essentially saying is something akin to this but that you're trying to pass off as being the exact same thing.

But of course that still won't convince you. 🤪 So then they suggested I tell you (again) to ask any native Japanese speaker who isn't in fandom what hogosha means. They did it- as have many antis like I've already pointed out- and literally (no joke) every Japanese person they have asked immediately says it means "parent" and were confused when asked for any other possible definitions there could be. Plus, it's not just them, as you can also go around asking non-Japanese people who have worked in a Japanese school and even they'll get it. Hogosha is spoken in schools every single damn day to refer to students' P A R E N T S. Bottom line: It's quite simply just another way to say parent/guardian. Yes, there's more than one way. Mind-blowing!

You think you would get that after the lesson you tried to give me on words having double meanings that you'd have also realized that on the flipside with the way language works there can be multiple words that mean the same thing too. There is a handful of words for "cold" for example that all still get the same point across. Cool, chilly, freezing- just to name a few. They're essentially variations of the same word, correct? All in all, they convey the same core meaning and can even at times substitute each other depending.

So please spare me the lecture, I'm well aware that some words can vary in meaning, but this isn't one of those times like you so desperately want to believe.

Last but not least:

Please get tf outta here with your over-the-top generalizations. For one, I never once claimed or implied that all Japanese people were pedophiles. Seriously, where the hell is that coming from?? If anything, I provided proof that that's not at all the case when I brought up the fellow anti who is a native Japanese speaker and who confirmed that translation I provided about Jaken's description as Rin's babysitter from the official HNY site.

Secondly, I never said anyone was a pedophile. PERIOD. That's a very serious accusation to make and completely unfounded. The point I did make, however, was that we must be more mindful of the fact that Rin apparently being the mom in this sequel means inadvertently supporting the normalization of gloryifing sexualized images of girls in the media, and if you're okay with that then that's super fucking problematic and you're part of the problem. Does that mean you yourself would condone anything like this in real life or that you yourself are a pedophile? Well, I sure fucking hope not and truthfully don't believe so.

Now I have already asked you pretty politely to leave me alone. If you do decide to continue to ignore my request and embarrass yourself further by responding with what you think are smart retorts, I will indeed block you. I have only ever blocked like 2 or maybe 3 Sessrin blogs in total, which is saying a hella lot since the majority of you outspoken ones are totally unhinged and obnoxious as hell. Anyway, please leave now. I got a life and unfortunately for you it doesn't revolve around responding to a year old blog you creepily dug up. I gave you way more of my time than I should've, I admit, but that's on me; I won't make that same mistake again. Enjoy Yashahime season 2, I hope it's satisfactory to you. Because it's gonna be canceled soon afterwards so don't get too attached. LOL

P.S. I forgot to mention in my last response to you that the only reason Sessrin has the most fanart on that particular site you incidentally chose to share is because Pixiv is one of very verryyy few out there that allows child porn art. Lol Go figure! Idk about you but that's one pathetic and shameful thing to brag about. 🥴

@thejustmaiden

So your going to call me a liar. What I told you was my own lived experience. I had to explain to children that I was an adult. And the children would refuse to believe me. But it wasn’t even just kids sometimes even adults would assume I was a kid. I’ve had deal with police assuming a was child skipping school. And I’m not the only adult woman that has had to deal with this shit. Are you going to call this woman a liar as well

https://www.huffpost.com/entry/appear-young-for-my-age-problems_n_5ec57fcdc5b60da1b4545fd2

Fantasizing about who a fictional child will grow up and marry. Is not sexualizing a child. People have this thing called an imagination. Which enables them to see alternatives too what is shown in cannon. It’s why people can make a white character Black. Or a straight character gay. Or a child character an adult. If your bothered that some people might want to imagine who a child character might marry when they grow up. Too bad that’s your problem.

Your argument is basically. You don’t like trope therefore trope bad. What a shit argument. It’s normal for people to fantasize about things they do not want to do in real life. 60% of women fantasize about being raped. Do you think that means that 60% of women want to be raped. Sessrin appeals to people that like to fantasize about marrying their childhood crush. Doesn’t mean their going to go out and fuck their high school teacher.

Inuyasha is a anime were dogs transform into humans and fuck people. You can accept a story about a girl fucking a dog and having a half human half dog hybrid baby. But a girl growing up and marrying the man she had a crush on when she was a child. Is what disgusts you. You do realize bestiality isn’t okay in real life. Right.?

There is no magical essence that makes a man a child’s father. A father is a man that raises and provides for a child as their primary caretaker . Sesshomaru did none of that. Being occasionally nice to a child does not count. Finding a child a new home also doesn’t count. Unless your going to argue adoption agencies are also parents as well.

You completely ignored my entire argument. Sesshomaru had nothing but free time on his hands. He had no job. No responsibilities. And tons of wealth. Parents hire baby sitters and nannies out of necessity. They don’t just drop their child off with a random adult for no reason. Naraku was dead and Sesshomaru is canonically the most powerful youkai in the world. So danger wasn’t a concern either. He left her with Kaede because he didn’t want to raise her. There is no other explanation. Even if he lacked parenting skills. Rather than just leave her with Kaede to do all the work he could have co parented Rin with Kaede. He didn’t raise her because he didn’t want to.

Now your just making shit up. Rin was between 17 and 18 when she married Sesshomaru. This is confirmed in the first episode of Yashahime. I even wrote an entire post debunking this lie https://feministmetalgreymon.tumblr.com/post/649705552808722432/proof-that-antis-are-lying-about-rins-age.

Inuyasha’s story ends in the year 2000. Yashahime takes place in Reiwa era. According to the Japanese calendar Reiwa era begins in 2019. In other words Rin couldn’t be any younger than 18 when she had children. If you need to lie in order to make your point. Well that’s pathetic.

Thanks for proving you don’t know what grooming is. Here is the definition of grooming according to child protection experts.

Grooming is when a person manipulates a child into trusting them so they can abuse them. Age alone doesn’t determine whether a relationship is grooming or not. A child can groom another child for example. Sesshomaru has never raped or abused Rin in any form. So it’s a lie to claim he groomed her.

You sure do love twisting the meaning of words to suit your argument. Hogosha doesn’t mean parent. It’s just another word for protector. Here is the definition of Hogosha according to the Japanese dictionary.

https://www.wordsense.eu/hogosha/

Thanks for proving yourself wrong 😎

#replies #anti yashahime #anti sessrin #sesshomaru is rin's dad #hogosha 💖

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