#im not a lurker anymore

[spinostarz]

hi käärijä fans i just wanna say u guys are actually the chillest and kindest fanbase i've ever been a part of i love u

[kaiserouo]

me with bloodhound back in 2022. they're literally the sole reason why you can even see me here

[blossoms-phan]

signing up for phannie twitter in a trench coat was not on my to do list today but i need y’all to know this is just for the enrichment like sure I guess but tumblr is my number one girl and so are all of you on here <3

[baarbear]

room update !!!😛

(this is how i make up for not posting)

i'm sorry for lack of posts, i haven't fursuited at all in months 😭😭 i'm working on selling out premades so i can afford a fullsuit for myself 💔

does this count as a fursuit post. you know what, IT IS NOW.

vvvv

here's the girl :D

[bell-swamp-fitzjames]

ok im gonna try to lock in bc i have MANY fun thoughts on my fic now. 1.) I have connected a lot of dots as to how threads are all gonna sort of come together and 2.) yes it is all thanks to yapping about terror both here and on discord

[stlamb]

actually going to start queuing my image posts for the first time in my entire decade on tumblr because my drafts are almost in the 4 digits

[koushirouizumi]

Can people who clearly hate Meiko + canon!Meiko and have made {especially if numerous} posts actively expressing it + in particular please stop interacting on my {+02!!!} Positive edits PLEASE & thank you.

*Unless you're actually willing to change your mind + reconsider on the matter then go ahead but please note I'm keeping a careful eye on tags added to my Meiko and Tri inclusive posts. {And I have been for a LONG while now (basically ever since BNM ended)}

[wolvertooth]

started tagging stuff w 'friend art' cuz some people were doing it to me and uhm. yea. feels good man.

[beroidae]

ok one con of being free of the shadowban curse:

the bots are back

[downbadumu]

it's not like your head is an erogenous zone but more like it's cuz caleb's touching your head :)

༄𓏸ଳ˚࿔⋆ content summary: mature themes, set in a vague au during a vague time because i can’t decide if this is canon compliant or an au, unhinged behaviour, caleb is his own warning (so be warned), something weird about having your hair washed (i swear im not weird), sexual tension (i hope), nothing happens though hehe, psuedocest, caleb’s definition of a gege/meimei dynamic, author hasn’t written in a while so bear with me but like I had to get this out my nogging, not beta read + lowercase because im too lazy

༄𓏸ଳ˚࿔⋆ word count: 1446

༄𓏸ଳ˚࿔⋆ shanna's notes: i'm now, once again, asking the lurkers of tumblr to hit up my askbox for requests so that i may be creative for the sake of my sanity

caleb’s never been a believer of the whole love language spiel; sure, he loves receiving gifts from you, hell, he has kept receipts you’ve unconsciously passed to him countless of times. yeah, hearing a simple praise from your mouth could send him into a spiral and have him cumming in his pants. but he’s so smitten with you anyways, there’s nothing you do or don’t do that he can’t love. and there’s nothing he won’t do for you.

so that’s why he’s standing right next to you as the lady from the salon is washing your hair despite being told that the wash area is restricted to customers getting the service only. it’s stupid because what do they think was going to happen? let you be by your lonesome at the back of a very public salon? absolutely not. it wasn’t anything a very charming smile couldn’t fix, however.

he knows you know that he’s watching you like a hawk despite his nonchalant stance and casual conversation. you’re talking about that new donut place that opened up last week a street away from the salon and how you’d like to visit it sometime soon so he offers to take you there once you’re done here. he chews on the inside of his cheek as he feels his blood wanting to rush down to his cock when you smile at his suggestion. god, you are just everything to him.

you’re probably trying to think of something else to say to fill the silence, but you’re starting to really relax into the scalp massage the hairdresser is giving you. his eyes expertly take in every miniscule movement of yours, from how you readjust yourself for the sake of your hairdresser’s ease (you really are a saint) to the tiny twitches, shudders and deep breaths you probably aren’t even aware of as she scratches your hairline that’s probably making your spine tingle. jealousy shoots through caleb like lighting and suddenly his laid-back smile wasn’t as easy to keep anymore. still, he scrutinises every movement of yours and the hairdresser’s, committing this too to his memory so that he can be the one that washes your hair next time.

he doesn’t make you wait long for it, though, he has your favourite haircare products ready to do the next time when your hair was due for a wash. your little squeal was worth the huge ulcer he bit into his cheek.

“i think the donuts weren’t that great,” you said.

“you like the ones from that shop by the train station don’t you?” he answered with a hum, eyes trailing your figure wrapped in nothing but a stupid towel. “they’re fresher.”

“yeah! they’re not actual donuts though,” you were sat in front of him on a small stool, hands fiddling with the conditioner bottle caleb put next to you when he sat down on his own stool. “bombolone.”

he hummed in acknowledgment while putting shampoo in your hair. “i could swing by and get them before coming back home tomorrow.”

you giggled coyly. “you’re the best, gege.”

“only for the you,” he countered.

caleb’s smiles grew as he watched you form a jab in your head but was quickly replaced by a pleasurable tingle that crawled up to your upper spine when he gently traced his fingers on your hairline. experimentally, he tapped his fingers lightly along it before scratching lightly at your scalp before transitioning back into a massage. he could practically feel the wheels in your head turning under his fingertips.

“i’ll get the mini ones, i heard they were doing a sale on a half a dozen,” he said cooly.

“mm,” you replied weakly, almost sounding like a moan, and caleb thought about biting another ulcer into his cheek.

he mimicked that hairdresser’s movements perfectly; it wasn’t hard to see what made your skin crawl with goosebumps and how your breathing hitches at this distance. of course, he was better than her, he knew your better than yourself, everything he does is tailored specifically to you.

“caleb,” you started as he ran his fingers from the top of your head to the back of your neck. he hummed, waiting for all the cogs to turn so you could form a coherent sentence.

he waited too long though, there was a chit in your voice when you said, “since when were you an expert at washing hair, huh? have you been washing someone else’s hair?”

he chuckled, fingers moving in quicker and harder succession to sparsely scratch at your scalp. something you seem to enjoy as another shudder runs through your body. “you doing good, meimei? you’re shivering a lot, is it getting cold?” he asked in fake sympathy.

“i’m fine,” you answered curtly, lips jutting out in a pout that he desperately has been wanting to bite away.

he doesn’t say anything else, because he’s too busy fighting his own shiver crawling up his spine. he’s happy when you’re happy, hurting when you’re sad, and livid when you’re upset. it’s natural that he takes pleasure in your pleasure. caleb’s fingers work expertly, alternating between light tapping, medium pressure circular motions, hard and too fast scratches that has you chewing your lips and balling your hands into fists. he relishes in the fact that your body relaxes at the familiar movements but you trying so hard to fight back your sighs.

really, he can’t help but get into it. besides, he has read something about scalp massages being good for your hair growth and stress relief and all sorts of good things he can’t conjure up now; every fibre of his being hyper fixated on you. it’s absolutely not his fault when he so gently tugs at the strands at the back of your neck to get your shivering body closer to his almost too warm one.

“fuck,” he almost doesn’t hear your curse. you’re getting a little too good at hiding things from him, he’ll have to fix that soon. not now though, he’s busy keeping a mental record of everything you’re trying to suppress as he glides his hands slippery from the suds down your thin beautiful neck for a massage. too busy to even think about the tightness in his pants.

lightly, slowly, delicately, his hands went back up from your shoulders, to the base of your neck, up the back of your head. one hand taps his way to the front of your head along your jaw while the other traced its way back up to the top of your head with light massages. too gentle, too fleeting, something he knew you’d hate, now that you would curse at him in your head for. he tilted your head back firmly, the sudden change in pressure made your suck in a breath. he was eager to drink in the look in your eyes but you had them screw shut. the thought of patting your cheek hard enough for you to glare up at him crossed his mind but it’s ok, next time.

caleb then picks up the showerhead that was filling up the tub. subtly, he tested the temperature before rinsing out the shampoo with deliberately slow movements. he needed you to feel every trickle of warm water. this time you couldn’t hold back your sigh.

“warm?” he asked, voice as parched as he was.

“yeah.”

“good,” he cooed, gently repositioning you so you’re leaning against one his thigh like a makeshift shampoo bowl. “you’re doing your hair mask today, no? i left the barley on the stove, so after this you’re on your own.”

your eyes snapped open, the spell breaking along with it. “what?! you can’t do things halfway, gege!”

with practise ease, he smiled down at your pleading eyes and flushed face. “you’ll be fine,” he crooned. “besides, you’ll be out in no time, you can have barley while you wait for the mask to do its thing.”

you pout again and he takes the opportunity to look while he reaches over you to grab your hair mask. “close your eyes,” he said, and you do. caleb doesn’t bother biting back his grin as he applied the mask on your hair.

he watched you try not to get used to his touches again, knowing he’s about to leave to your own devices. your eyebrows furrowed; hands balled into fists again but for a different reason. when he was done, he let you lay on his leg sulking as he washed off his hands, then he gently guided you back up into a sitting position, warm lips brushing against the tip of your cold ear.

“i’ll go heat up the barley for you.”

[danrifics]

okay. ive tried to write this so many times in so many ways but i think ill keep it simple for my own sake. i’ve been watching dan and phil since 2012, i’ve seen so many things happen, i remember every tour announcement, i remember them announcing dapg, i remember the hiatus. i remember it all. i was a lurker back then, i didn’t make my socials until the day dan came out. watching that coming out video made something click in my little audhd brain and my life has never been the same since.

this isn’t just a fandom to me, it’s my family. and i know people think it’s cringe when we call them our dads but like they really have been parental figures in my life, i found dan and phil when i was barely a teenager i can’t hide from the fact that they shaped who i am today and im glad they did. i don’t wanna know what kinda of world it’d be without them in it, cos this is where i want to be and where i belong.

i know not everyone understands the love i have for them, i know objectively that this is weird but i wouldn’t change any of it. not even one second. a world with dan and phil in it is a world worth living in.

very few things in this world make me show emotion, i rarely get excited about things but i always without fail get excited about them

i’m so grateful that i get to give them my love and i get to receive theirs in return, not many online creators are as parasocial about their fans as their fans are about them but dan and phil are and they clearly value us in their lives and they make sure we know what we mean to them

this is too long and too rambly and what am i even saying anymore but long story short they are quite literally everything to me. i love them more than i could ever love anyone else 💕

[theashemarie]

I'm not really active on tumblr anymore, im just a lurker, but I still wanted to send some fanart :]

Only a sketch bc i didn't have much time, but hope you like it anyway!

OMG???? HELLO???

THANK YOU SO MUCH WTF???? ;A; Love love LOVE the body language you used!! 🥹🥹🥹 Thank you for breaking lurker status to send this to me omg what a great thing to wake up to ‼️💜

[foursaints]

hello! im usually a lurker, but i just wanted to say i enjoy your little rosekiller headcanons and was wondering if you had anymore to share? personally i adore the vision of evan being a cross between a biology student and a sentient excel sheet and barty being his cretin boyfriend.

and everybody on campus looks at them like ??? because evan rosier has a 13 step skincare routine, only drinks soy milk due to lactose intolerance and sheer animosity, is keeping the japanese stationary industry in business with his psycho colour-coded biology notes; but barty crouch jr's blood is currently being substituted by vodka he imported from russia using his dads stolen credit card, yet he somehow passes every class because evan helps him revise if barty gives him his heart to dissect.

oh you really see the vision here... this ask made me smile so big LMFAO. however i think the important distinction to be made is that despite barty being on the brink of academic probation for sleeping through too many classes he effortlessly makes the deans list every year because he doesn't have to try to be smart. meanwhile evan makes an incredible impression as The Most Type A Person Known To Man except his dorm room looks like a hoarder's den & he goes through every stage of grief whenever he has to ask barty to share his quizlets because they really are quite comprehensive

[arashi-no-saxlphone]

hi! i think i saw your post just now (i cant find it anymore so idk), something along the lines of how it sucks that you lost your old gg analysis posts when the old acc got nuked. it reminded me that i still have screenshots of 2 of your posts so here you go? i thought it might be worth sending them to you if you still care about them and haven't recovered these already

https://imgur. com/a/A4u7aKQ sorry for sending it from anon im a shy lurker lol

WOW that is extremely flattering and kind, thank you! I was planing to see if I could track down some of them and repost them but I haven't really gotten around to doing it.

Also yay that first one is literally the post that started it all LOL I still remember the tags on that one with people talking about how much they love Axl... some of the folks who sent those tags are actually beloved mutuals of mine now. Second one is just. Yeah. Gear does that you.

I'm so touched you saved these posts and thankful you sent them to me anon, thanks so much! They brought back good memories. I'll stick em below for anyone who wants to see em:

[ghastly-ghost-enjoyer]

i joined tiktok back in 2018. i claimed it was for the lols, but i was genuinely very excited by the new social media app. at the time it was an app for dancers and cosplayers and furries and gamers. i loved being on tiktok, it shaped the kind of person i grew to be today. and it changed so much over the years. this recent ban has made me start reminiscing about the "early days."

there used to be huge communities of people who would cosplay their ocs and make videos explaining all of their lore and their conections to more popular creators ocs. most people probably know about the mafiatok stuff from around that time. what you might not have known if you weren't on tiktok is that almost everyone had their little mafia oc. i remember first following someone whos oc was a charismatic assassin who (from my memory) had a lot of empathy for their marks. i dont remember that persons user anymore and i dont think i could find them again easily, but they worked as a lunch lady in a school.

another character was a "janitor" cleaning up the mess the big guys left behind. his mouth was sewn shut, but he was still a sweety. he was pippinpanics oc, i remember that for certain. pippins a drag king now! and there were so many others! sure those twins were weird but it was all for fun for the little guys.

i think being on tiktok during that time, and seeing all the other little cosplay communities that cropped up, inspired me to start writing. i dont write a ton mind you, dont go scrolling through my account, you wont find anything else. but i did come up with characters. and i cosplayed them! i had big plans. but i think im fundamentally not a tiktok poster, just a lurker.

i think im writing this now to convince myself that i am allowed to dream again. about my characters. and my cosplays. and all my silly grand plans that i really do wish to stick to.

if i ever start oc posting again.. ill do it here.

[antiendovents]

The same Endo has been making multiple accounts to harass me after I interacted with an anti Endo post. They send me anon asks that I keep blocking but they just keep coming. I know it's them. They use the same sign off.

It's funny how, back when I was pro Endo, anti Endos only tried to politely educate me. Sure there was the occasional asshole, but even they didn't harass me. They were just rude. But now that i understand science even just a little every pro Endo wants me dead. I think that says a lot about them :(

Idk I'm just tired. I just want a disorder I genuinely have and struggle so hard to live with to not be bastardized...

(I'm just gonna call myself Night Glider? Idk how it works but I'm more of a lurker so I doubt I'll be around much ^^')

im really sorry about that,, I'd recommend blocking any anon messages that come in, so if it's one person they won't be able to send anon anymore ((their actual blog will be able to, but then you'll know who it is so you can block them!))

Also Night Glider is a cool name,, well make it a sign off for yous :3 also DW, we're kinda similar with the lurking thing lol