#listen. you guys are entitled to your opinions

[horaitos]

reading reviews for the death I gave him by em x. liu be like

[duplicityvn]

devtalk #1 11/10 ::

Hey, I've been recently made aware of a... I don't know what to say so I'll just put, "controversial" update of one of the games in this community.

First off, I want to say kudos to @/fantasia-kitt for biting the bullet and putting some actual real dark shit into the game. This is what's been missing from the community.

Personally, I think these devblogs and interactions between community and developer have watered down yandere stories and have promoted an almost unhealthy look towards what a yandere actually is.

It also has caused several people to develop an unhealthy sense of relationships, thinking that you're only loved or capable of showing love if you do extremely toxic things as a "Look what I'll do for you, don't you understand?"

This isn't to say that I think devblogs should be removed, or we should stop dev-community interactions all together. No, this is just me saying, "Hey, guys. These characters are meant to be dark, are meant to be evil, they're morally reprehensible and irredeemable. Remember that."

When you get into dark content, you have to be prepared for dark fucking content, okay?

Onto my second point of this post.

Do I think there should have been clearer warnings in the game before some of this stuff happened? Yes and no. I think FK's warnings are appropriate and clearly stated.

I also think that following a similar format to Boyfriend to Death, where there is a content warning/trigger list for each separate character would help in expectations for these incidents. People get attached to characters, it's a thing that happens. If you asked me several months ago, I would have a different opinion. As it stands, I now have comfort characters of my own.

Do I think anything is wrong with TKATB or FK? No, absolutely not. FK is entitled to create whatever story they want to, however dark they want to. I appreciate that they're bringing this into the community and it's a little inspiring and motivating if I'm being honest.

Anyway, this is just my own personal thoughts and ramblings on this matter. I am but a tiny dev with a tiny following that wanted to make a post about this in general. In the future, I will personally be making a trigger/content warning list for each character before such content is released to avoid this happening. I will also be implementing it into the game itself so it's very in your face about what Duplicity: Revival contains.

You have your own responsibility to listen to and heed warnings that developers list for their games. If ***any*** of that content on those warnings are an issue for you, then don't interact with the game. At all.

I think that's all I had to say about this. I'll add more if I think of anything.

Take care of yourself, bunnies. <3

-Cin

[wordsofwhimsy]

⚔ How to Slay a Dragon ⚔

Pairing: Main!Mark Grayson x f!Reader

Warnings: None

Tags: Fluff, slice of life

Word Count: 3,012

Synopsis: Reader has a little sister whose birthday is coming, and what she wants can be summed up in three words: princess, dragon, superhero.

a/n: okay this is cute as shit and everyone is entitled to their opinions but if you don’t agree with me you’re wrong

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when your little sister, Lily, burst into the living room, practically vibrating with excitement. Her wide eyes were filled with a mix of hope and determination, the kind of look that only a kid could pull off.

“I want to be a princess!” she declared, her voice bright with the confidence of a five-year-old who thought she could have anything if she just wished hard enough. “And... and Invincible has to save me!”

You blinked, your heart skipping a beat. You were in the middle of making lunch, but Lily’s request was loud enough to catch your attention. You glanced over at Mark, who was lazily lounging on the couch with his phone in hand, only half-listening.

His eyes flicked to Lily, then to you. He froze, his gaze locking with yours for a split second. His lips parted, but before he could say anything, Lily was off again, talking a mile a minute.

“Because, like, Invincible always saves the day! And I wanna be a princess! Will he come? Can he come? Can I be a princess for my birthday?”

You swallowed, trying to keep your face from betraying the sudden panic bubbling in your chest. It wasn’t like you had never thought about the possibility of Lily putting two and two together. She adored Invincible—heck, she probably knew more about his heroic feats than you did. But hearing her make such a direct request hit you like a ton of bricks.

Mark, still trying to look casual, sighed deeply. "You know," he muttered under his breath, "I’m not sure Invincible will be able to make it. He’s, uh, super busy with saving the world and all that.”

Lily, however, wasn’t listening to him. She was too busy bouncing on the balls of her feet, her little hands clasped together as if pleading with the universe itself. “But... I really want Invincible to come! Please!” she begged.

You exchanged another glance with Mark. He gave you a subtle shrug, trying to act unbothered, though you could see the tension in his shoulders. You chuckled softly, hoping to defuse the moment before Lily noticed anything.

“That does sound really fun,” you started, crouching down to her level, “But I’m not sure if Invincible will be able to make it to the party. He’s really busy, and, well... saving the world comes first, right?”

Lily pouted, deflating just a little, but she didn’t give up. “But... I really want him to be here! He has to save me from a dragon, you know?” Her eyes glinted with determination again. “I can be the princess, but he has to be the hero!”

Mark’s lips twitched, clearly trying not to laugh at how serious she was. You could see his resolve softening, though he put on a mock-pensive face. “Well, I mean, being a superhero is tough work... but I’ve heard he’s a good guy. He might be able to stop by for a little bit,” he said, playing along.

Lily’s face lit up. “Oh, yay! I’m gonna be the princess! I’m gonna be just like one of those princesses in the books, and Invincible will save me from the dragon, and then we’ll have cake!”

You gave a small smile, grateful that she was still so young and innocent. “Of course, you’ll be the princess. And don’t worry,” you added, glancing at Mark, “we’ll make sure you have a super special day. You’ll be the star of the party.”

Lily twirled around in a circle, her dress flaring out behind her as she squealed in excitement. “I’m going to go play with my dolls now!” she declared, already running off to her room to plan out more of her royal adventures.

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Mark sat up fully now, looking at you with an amused, slightly worried expression.

“So, uh, you heard that, right?” he asked, voice a little tight as he ran a hand through his hair. “She wants me to save her from a dragon.”

You nodded, crossing your arms as you leaned against the kitchen counter. “I heard. And I’m not gonna lie—she’s totally obsessed with you. I’m pretty sure she thinks you actually live up the clouds. Just waiting to swoop in and save the day.”

Mark sighed, running his hand over his face. “Yeah, well, now I’m definitely gonna have to show up. I can’t just let her down like that...”

You gave him a sympathetic look. “You’re sweet. Just another reason I love you.” You brought your fingers together to make a heart, winking at him with a smile. A light blush dusted his cheeks. Placing your hands back onto the counter behind you, you continued, “But as for the dragon...”

“Rex?” Mark interrupted, already knowing where you were going.

You grinned. “Exactly. He owes me a favor.”

Mark laughed softly, though it was more nervous than anything else. “Okay, so... I show up, save the day, and maybe knock out a few dragons. Then what? I just... leave? She’ll probably think it’s some kind of dream or something.”

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” you said, waving it off. “We’ll make sure everything goes smoothly. I’ll keep it low-key, and I’ll handle the details. Just... try not to blow your cover. Can you imagine if she figured out you were actually him?”

Mark raised an eyebrow. “Not sure I want to...”

You breathed out a light laugh before turning back to the half-prepared meal. “Just be ready for a lot of pretending. This is gonna be one hell of a party.”

Mark gave a small, resigned chuckle. “I’m starting to realize that...”

You smiled, your heart glowing with affection for both him and Lily. “Thanks, Mark. She’s gonna love it.”

Mark smiled back, his eyes softening. “Anything for you... and for her.”

The next week, preparations were in full swing. You decorated your backyard with banners, balloons, and a massive cardboard castle you’d spent days putting together. Your little sister was bouncing around in her princess dress, completely unaware of the superhero shenanigans that were about to unfold.

“It’s perfect!” she shouted, grinning from ear to ear.

“We’re gonna have so much fun today!” You cheered along with her, adding the last streamer to the wooden fence. “Aren’t we Mark?” You tunned to your boyfriend who was lingering awkwardly by the snack table. Why did he look more nervous about this roleplaying than he ever did out in battle?

“Y-Yeah,” he stuttered, forcing a weird smile.

You quirked an eyebrow at him, for a second nervous that Lily would question his stiffness, but she simply twirled by him while humming a nameless tune.

Rex, ever the prankster, had thankfully agreed to be part of the party. He showed up wearing a makeshift dragon costume, looking absolutely ridiculous, but he was completely game for the idea. You had to admit, the dragon outfit was hilarious—bright green and covered in foam spikes—but it would do.

Finally, everything was set. The party guests had arrived, the kids were running around with cake smeared on their faces, and Lily was on her throne (aka, a fold-out chair with a plastic tiara), waiting eagerly for her hero to arrive.

“Invincible’s here!” one of the kids yelled excitedly as Mark arrived on the scene, striking a heroic pose. Lily gasped, her eyes wide in awe.

His arrival was anything but low-key. A streak of blue and yellow shot across the sky and in an instant, Mark descended from the clouds, lowering himself to the ground with his fists placed dramatically at his hips. The kids screamed in awe as he stood tall, a glowing presence of undeniable heroism.

“Invincible! You came!” she squealed, standing up and rushing to him.

Mark crouched down to her level, giving her a smile behind his mask. “I’m here to save the day, Princess.”

Lily giggled. “A dragon! It’s gonna eat me! You have to save me!”

At that moment, Rex, in his dragon costume, appeared from behind large oak tree, growling and stomping around like a child playing pretend. The other kids screamed and ran, but Lily, in her princess glory, stood tall, waiting for her hero to step in.

Without missing a beat, Mark sprang into action, launching himself toward the dragon. “Stay back, beast! You won’t hurt the princess on my watch!”

Rex growled playfully as Mark “fought” him off, throwing a few staged punches that sent Rex stumbling backward, dramatically toppling onto the grass with exaggerated “oofs.” The kids watched in rapt attention, some giggling, others gasping, caught up in the spectacle of it all.

Lily, standing like a true princess in her pink gown, clasped her hands together in awe. “Go, Invincible!” she cheered, her voice a mix of wonder and excitement. Her eyes sparkled with joy as she watched Mark fight off the “dragon.”

Things got a little wild as Rex—really getting into character—lunged at Mark with a loud roar. He was a little too enthusiastic in his movements and, with one miscalculated step, crashed into the play castle you’d spent so long putting together. You’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t ache at the sight. The entire structure wobbled and collapsed in a cascade of pink and purple cardboard towers.

The kids screamed in mock terror, laughing and running in all directions. One of the younger kids even shouted, “The castle’s gone!” as if the dragon had destroyed the very heart of their kingdom.

Lily, eyes wide with a mix of shock and pure excitement, gasped. “The castle!” she squealed. Then, just as quickly, her expression shifted to a beaming smile. “It’s okay! Invincible will fix it!”

But the dragon wasn’t done yet. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he grabbed a plastic party cup from the snack table, holding it dramatically. The kids watched, intrigued, unsure of what was coming next.

Without warning, Rex tossed the cup into the air, and just as it reached its peak ascent, the plastic exploded with a loud pop! The kids screamed and laughed, some of them ducking in surprise at the burst of noise.

One of the younger kids screamed, “Ahh! The dragon’s breathing fire!” They scrambled back, terrified yet thrilled by the sudden explosion.

You froze for a moment, wide-eyed, before narrowing your eyes and glaring daggers at Rex, your stomach sinking. This was not part of the plan. You had been trying to keep things low-key, and Rex—of course—had to use his powers. You shot him an exasperated look, silently mouthing, Really?

Rex gave you an innocent shrug, clearly not understanding why you weren’t loving the “real” dragon fire. He mouthed back, What? They loved it!

But Mark, ever the hero, didn’t break character. He took one quick glance at Rex, then turned to Lily, his expression resolute. “Fear not, Princess!” he shouted, his voice booming with heroism. “I’ll protect you from any danger!”

Mark shot across the yard, zooming in Rex’s direction faster than a speeding bullet. Rex, seeing the intensity in Mark's gaze, let out a nervous growl and began backing away, slowly at first, then turning into a full retreat as Mark sped after him. The kids gasped as the two “fighters” flew across the yard, Mark grabbing Rex by the tail and lifting him off the ground. “Enough, dragon! You’ve caused enough chaos for one day!” Mark called out, his voice as commanding as ever. Rex let out a huff of defeat as Mark flew him high into the air, away from the party, until they were a tiny speck in the sky. The kids cheered, their excitement building. Mark returned to the ground with a soft landing, flashing a grin at the crowd. “The dragon’s been dealt with, Princess. The kingdom is safe again!” Lily squealed in delight, her eyes wide with amazement. “You really did it!” she beamed at Mark, who smiled back at her.

“Now to return you to your observation tower,” he said, doing his best to maintain a tone of bravado. Mark scooped her up in his arms, holding her securely against his chest as if she were the most precious thing in the world. “Hold on tight, Princess!”

Lily’s eyes widened as they slowly ascended up into the air, her small hands trying to grip onto his costume as she looked down at the ground below. “We’re flying!” she gasped, her voice full of wonder, but there was a hint of nervousness too.

“Don’t worry, Princess,” Mark reassured her, his tone soft. “I’ve got you. You’re safe.” He gave her a small smile, trying to ease her nerves. He made sure to keep the pace slow, not too fast, just enough to keep her comfortable as they gently floated up toward the second-floor balcony.

As they neared the balcony, Mark carefully adjusted his angle, ensuring that he landed softly, his feet touching the edge of the railing with expert precision. He moved slowly, making sure Lily felt the full security of his arms around her.

The backyard had gone completely quiet as the kids below watched, their mouths agape in awe. They’d never seen anything like it.

Mark landed softly, and when his feet touched the balcony, he stood still for a moment, making sure Lily felt secure before he even thought about letting go. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with reassurance. “We’re here, Princess,” he said gently. “Safe and sound.”

Lily, still wide-eyed but now completely at ease, looked up at him, her face lit with excitement. “That was so cool!” she said, her voice filled with joy, but there was no fear left in her expression. She had fully trusted him, and now, she was in complete awe.

Mark waved down at the kids below, who were staring up at him in wide-eyed wonder. They “ooo-ed” and “aww-ed,” completely captivated by the sight of a real superhero—Invincible—actually flying.

“Take care, everyone!” Mark called down, his voice carrying with that heroic quality.

He gave the small crowd below a salute, placed a gentle kiss to the back of Lily’s hand, then with a burst of speed shot into the sky once more, this time rising higher and higher until he was a small figure in the sky, leaving the partygoers to watch in awe. The kids below cheered and clapped as they watched him soar away, vanishing into the distance.

A few moments later, Mark walked through the fence into the backyard. He was dressed back in his usual attire with an overly casual expression on his face, looking around in a way that was beyond suspicious.

A minute later Lily came running down the stairs and into the backyard again, her excitement almost palpable. As soon as she saw Mark standing there, her face lit up with pure joy. She jumped up and down, clapping her hands excitedly.

“You missed it, Mark!” she exclaimed, her voice practically bursting with enthusiasm. “Invincible came and saved me from the dragon! He really saved me! You should’ve seen it! He flew me up to the balcony! It was amazing!”

She bounced around in circles, her eyes wide with excitement as she couldn’t stop talking about the adventure. “And then the dragon exploded a cup! And Invincible caught me! It was the best birthday ever!”

Mark chuckled, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched her excitement. He bent down to her level and ruffled her hair playfully. “Wow, sounds like Invincible did an amazing job,” he said, his voice light with amusement. “Guess you’ll just have to tell me all about it.” She hummed a happy sound of agreeance before bounding off to join the other kids.

As the chaos of the party continued—kids laughing, running around, and playing—you quietly made your way over to Mark. You stood beside him for a moment, just watching the scene. He was still grinning, but there was a softness in his eyes as he watched Lily and the other kids play.

Finally, you turned to him, a small smile playing at the corners of your lips. “You know, you’re really good with her,” you said, your voice quiet but full of warmth.

Mark glanced at you, a slight blush coloring his cheeks as he shrugged modestly. “I just wanted to make her birthday special, that’s all.”

You gave him a knowing look, tilting your head slightly as you crossed your arms. “Well, you did. And, honestly, you’re gonna make a great dad someday.”

Mark’s eyes widened, his face immediately turning crimson as he stammered, “A-a-are you serious? Y-you want to start a family?”

You laughed at his reaction, a light, playful sound that made his blush deepen. “Not quite yet,” you teased, the corner of your lips curling into a smile.

Without missing a beat, you grabbed his arm and gently rested your head on his bicep. You sighed contentedly, letting the peaceful moment take over. “But maybe someday.”

Mark, still flushed, looked down at you, a soft smile spreading across his face. The idea lingered in his mind, and he leaned down to kiss the top of your head, his lips brushing against your hair in a sweet gesture. He thought to himself, That'd be nice.

For a moment, the two of you just stood there, surrounded by the laughter of the kids in the background, the warmth of the sun making everything feel just right. You were both content, thinking about the future in that quiet, almost unspoken way, knowing that whatever came next—one step at a time—was a journey you could take together.

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Casual intimacy

a/n Cracks knuckles… let’s go… 🙃 I loved writing this so I hope you will enjoyed reading it. Cause this one cracked something deep within me. 🫧🤭

request: Hiii! I absolutely love your work I think you're so talented. If you have time can I request an angsty Ruhn x Reader, maybe he gets jealous or something because she has such a bubbly personality and guys flock to her?

warning: a bit suggestive here and there, alcohol, drugs, smoking.

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Ruhn was tired. Playing pretend always drained him. For the most part, he bit back at his father, but even there were limits. And when his father wasn’t at the center of his headaches, the fact that he was a crowned prince was. Ruhn flicked the cigarette out of the open car window as he waited for the light to turn green. “Be on the bed when I get back," he typed out quickly. A slight smile tugged at his lips.

Ruhn imagined that crimson haze creeping onto your cheeks. You had been an angel when you two first met. More like a caged bird. And while the world saw him as a devil who made a good girl go bad, in reality, he had freed you from the chains that had bound you to the dark cell for eternity. And if everyone was having a fright at the sight of a cigarette or a shot glass in your hand, they could all go fuck themselves.

A ding had Ruhn glancing at the screen in his car. "Unfortunately, I won’t be able to oblige," the message read, and Ruhn frowned. He blinked a couple of times. It was usually “you’re an idiot” or a nice picture that sent him pressing his foot just a bit more on the gas. What was the reason for this? Did you get your period? But that wasn’t very likely. Ruhn could sense when the red flow was coming. And you weren’t talking about cramps. He was about to fire out a quick “because?” when another ding sounded. And a picture appeared on the dash. A growl ripped through him. Here you stood. An innocent smile, still in the dress Ruhn had watched you put on this morning. By your side stood Flynn, who looked like a lost dog, glancing at the half-made sandwich on the counter. No, this wasn’t happening. Not tonight.

Ruhn quickly dialed your phone, gripping the steering wheel tightly. You didn’t even get a chance to breathe on the other side as he huffed, “What the fuck?” The music was almost deafening. So was the sea of voices. That scraped like a nail against his mind. “Hey, hotshot, this wasn’t my idea," you chirped, and as much as Ruhn was frustrated, the sound of your voice alone made his shoulders ease. “Tell them to fuck off," he hissed. He should have moved out long ago. Gotten you two an apartment and called it a day. “I can’t do that; I don’t live here." You chuckled softly, giggling at something Flynn said. Ruhn frowned. “You are my girlfriend; you are entitled to do what you want there," he pointed out. You had refused the title. Refused any benefits dating someone like him brought. The doors it opened. It was one of many reasons Ruhn loved you. Because for the very first time, he felt more than his title. More than just a pawn in someone’s game.

"Ruhn, I am not ordering two grown men around," you said, and while Ruhn didn’t agree, he didn’t get to voice his opinion because his words got overshadowed by someone calling for you. “Oh yeah, you can find that upstairs," you said, Ruhn could hear the smile on your face. "Babe," he called out, not loving the idea that someone had managed to steal your attention from him. “Oh, no, it’s okay. Call if you need anything." From the way your voice sounded, he could also tell that you had the phone away from your ear, so he used other methods. Trusted kind.

Y/n. He spoke within your linked hearts. Feeling the fluster in your heart at his call. But his hope got crushed as soon as it bloomed. Give me a moment, Ruhn. Ruhn not even a hotshot, not a babe. Ruhn gritted his jaw. “No, liquor is on the right shelf," you said, as he listened to you try to get through the crowd of people. “Get your legs off the counter, you freak," you hissed, followed by the sound of a chair being dragged back. "Yeah, sorry, the house is full," you muttered slightly under your breath, and suddenly he was back to hating that party. Because you had woken before the sun had even been up. Studies and work keep you busy. Even if Ruhn had told you many times that you didn’t have to work,

“I am sending them to Urd and then fucking back," he grunted, making you let out a chuckle. The sound of it still made his stomach warm. “Light up, they brought shit to smoke," you sighed, and while he enjoyed a good smoke, especially if you joined him, and even more so if you both rode the aftermath together, he just didn’t want that today. “I don’t...", Ruhn had started when a loud bag came from somewhere in the house, and the place erupted in gassing shouts and angry grunting. “Fuck, got to go," you breathed. "Drive, save, baby," you muttered. “Y/N, don’t go near...”, but the line went dead. "Fuck," the princeling hissed. Oh, he was going to hang both Dec and Flynn by their balls, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.

You were nowhere to be seen when he stepped into the madness of the house. Ruhn felt you, so that had to be good enough for now. You were in the house. The question, however, was where exactly that was. "Man, this is sick." Some guy clasped a hand over Ruhn’s shoulder, making the crowned prince bat the touch away stiffly. “Yeah, dude, you’re dope!" the other shouted, his eyes red as fire. There was too much substance in his body. Ruhn frowned, trying not to show the disgust on his face. “Get your shoes off my fucking carpet," he hissed in dismissal, walking past them. His frustration only grew the more he looked around for you. If not for the music, he would reach out through the bond once again. But his head was pounding, and he knew there was no way for him to concentrate enough.

Then Ruhn’s eyes fell on a small group forming near the kitchen. It wasn’t usual. If people did drugs or mixed drinks, they usually went in groups of two. Not a whole fucking sea of them. An itch inside him flared up, and he didn’t even realize it when he started walking towards it.

“So how did you do it?”, a lazy voice asked as Ruhn approached. “I just painted, silly," and that was all it took for his body to ignite. No one even matched the power your light voice had on his body. “Yeah, but that’s one big canvas," another voice slurred. Ruhn licked his lips as he stepped through the arc, and the sight was far from what he had hoped for. There you stood, a white angel in a sea of hacks. Pouncing on you for a nibble.

“I didn’t sleep, I mean," Ruhn watched as a blush on your cheeks. “Colors just guided me. It sounds insane, I know, and no, I was not high," you said sheepishly, making everyone in the room chuckle. But Ruhn saw it. The way they looked at you. They didn’t care about this. Didn’t care about your passion. Didn’t care about the spark in your eyes as you spoke of the things you loved. You were a spectacle. A pretty thing to look at. But it’s when one of them reached out to tuck the hair that had slipped out of your silk bow that Ruhn stepped forward, yanking one of the guys by the back of the shirt as he shouldered past them.

He only managed to catch a glimpse of you inhaling before his hand wrapped around your neck as he pulled you closer to him. Crashing his lips against your red-painted ones. You melted against him. He cared little for anything else as he bent slightly to grab at your thighs, lifting you and guiding you onto the counter as he spread your legs, stepping in between them. Before his fingers found your hips, he pulled you against him. "Ruhn." Your voice was breathy and weak as you wrapped your legs tighter around his middle. “Want to moan that louder?”, he teased, his lips hovering over your neck as he pinched your bum, making you squeal. “I leave you for a day and come to find you in a sea of men," Ruhn hissed with a shake of his head. You knew that it wasn’t anger. It was more lust and that sparkle of possessiveness.

“Jealous much?”, you purred, smirking as you ran your fingers over his jaw. “Don’t play with me, woman," he muttered, his hand once again wrapping around your throat as he inched closer. "Oh," you coo, “I forgot that you’re just a baby." You sighed, cupping his cheeks, but that was short-lived. One moment you were still on the counter, the other in the air and over your boyfriend’s shoulder.

“Ruhn Danaan, put me down." You wiggled in his hands. Tried to hit his chest but for nothing. If anything, that only earned you a slap on your bum and another gasp as your cheeks flared to life with red. “You...", you hissed out, but Ruhn only settled his hand on your ass, keeping the dress over your exposed bottom. Not too keen on others getting a glimpse at what lay underneath. “Don’t finish that unless you want me to spank you again," he mussed, smug as a cat as he moved through the crowd of people.

Whistling met you right by the stairs. One that Ruhn recognized, considering that he stopped. “You two are in deep shit," the crowned prince hissed, throwing a glance at his two best friends. But all they did was laugh. “Fuck it out of him, Yn, please," Dec mussed, grinding his hips in the air. “Suck one-off for the team," Flynn saluted as you three burst into laughter. It appeared that only Ruhn didn’t find that appealing. And something told you that if you weren’t over his shoulder now, friend or not, they might just taste the back of Ruhn’s hand. But he only cursed under his breath. “I will leave you two dickless," he threatened, reaching for the railing as the two man-children moaned and growled downstairs.

Ruhn was breathing heavily when he finally closed the door of his bedroom. It wasn’t from your weight. It just all started to cave in on him as he lowered you to the ground. You nibbled against his neck, pulling away to reach for the hem of your dress, but Ruhn caught your wrist, guiding you closer to him. "No," he muttered. A slight shake of his head told you that he was dead serious, too. “Did you just say no to...", You had started in a teasing tone, but there was something in his eyes that made you stop. "Ruhn," you called out way softer now, brushing your fingers up and down his arms. “Come here, darling," you said, wrapping your arms around him. He wasn’t fully open and vulnerable often. And when he was. That meant that whatever you two were doing, you were the ones who would have to carry the heavy load. Just for a bit. until he finds his footing again.

“If this is about the males, I didn’t even for a second…," you muttered against his chest, but Ruhn only grunted, “I know you weren’t interested. It’s just…” he took a deep breath, “a long day." You knew how much more those three words implied. How much more complex it was. But you also knew that the last thing he needed was you trying to drag it all out of him. “Why don’t you lay down?”, you asked softly, brushing your fingers over his lower back.

“I’m okay here," he said quietly. The hold on your body didn’t ease. “Come on, we’ll lay naked; I’ll roll you a blunt," you poked at his chest, shooting him a loving smile as you wiggled your eyebrows. Ruhn let out a slight chuckle as he reached for the buttons on his shirt. You helped him drag the material off his body, kneeling to undo his shoes. Ruhn caught your chin, pulling your head up so you would look at him through your lashes. "Fuck, it never gets old," he grunted, brushing his finger over your slightly smudged red lip. You only grinned up at him, leaning in to kiss his thigh as you pushed his pants off him all the way.

Ruhn watched you in a daze before you pushed at his chest, sending him sprawled out on the mattress. He drank every movement you made. You reaching for a bag of mirth-root, licking the edge of the paper as you finish the roll. Lighting it up and taking the first hit before handing it to Ruhn. He watched the cloud of smoke flaring around you as you reached for your dress, pulling it over your head. He could very easily die here right now. And go to Urd as a happy man if the last sight he saw was you in nothing but a black thong.

It was this exact casual intimacy that had him running at first. He was frightened to feel secure with someone like that. To have someone trust him like that. Ruhn reached out, his hands gripping your thighs as he pulled you over onto him. A blunt burning between his teeth. You straddled his naked body with ease. The movement was second nature by now. “What do you need?”, you asked softly, brushing some of the hair away from his face. Ruhn found himself opening his mouth but shutting it closed once more. He didn’t know. He was only aware that he needed you but was not sure how. Bent over the counter? Seated on his face? Snuggled up against him? With you holding him instead? “That’s okay, we will figure it out." You leaned in and pressed a kiss on his chest, leaving feather-like brushes over his exposed skin. “You’ll tell me when you’ll know," you breathed, pulling back up to look into his purple eyes. He didn’t answer, wrapping an arm around your back as he pulled you closer to him. Skin to skin. There was nothing between you two. You rested your face on the crook of his neck, feeling him take another drag of the cigarette in silence. His silence. One that you threaded for him. Painted it. And for the first time in what felt like forever, Ruhn realized that there was no other sound around him, just a steady beat of your heart.

[woso-dreamzzz]

Tia Tana II

Magdalena Eriksson x Hardersson!Reader

Aitana Bonmatí x Hardersson!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: Tia Tana takes you to meet Spain's keepers

Alexia smiles at you as you and Tia Tana approach.

You smile back.

She nudges both of the girls in Keeper shirts. "She's going to be better than both of you when she grows up."

"Huh?"

"This is y/n," Tia Tana introduces," Pernille and Magda's daughter."

"The little girl in the hallway at the final against Chelsea?" One of the non-keeper girls asks," She's grown."

"Kids do that Jenni," Alexia says with an eye roll.

"Yeah but she was so little then and now she's like a teenager."

"I'm still little," You say," Because Morsa and Momma still pick me up."

It's the girl with the tattoos on her arm. She's a very vague figure in your mind. You think she took one of your Ahlgrens Bilar during the break of that match.

"y/n," Tia Tana says," This is Jenni. She used to play for Barca."

"Hi," You say before tilting your head to look at the keepers. They don't look like Zećira or any other keeper you know. But that's okay though because Momma says everyone is different and that's good because otherwise the world would be boring.

"This is Misa," Tia Tana says," She plays for Real Madrid. And Cata, she plays with me and Alexia at Barcelona. And I think you must have seen Ona before too."

"Briefly," Ona confirms," How can I forget the assistant coach of Chelsea?"

You decide that you like Ona. She has a fun accent that's different to Momma and Morsa's when they speak English. She also recognises you as the important person you were for Chelsea and that's important too.

"Used to be," You say," But now we're leaving for Germany to Bayern."

You must make a face because the girls all laugh.

"You don't like Germany?" Jenni asks.

"I like Germany because of Wolfsburg," You say," Bayern's okay, I guess, because they've got a red jersey like Arsenal. Arsenal's my second most favourite. I'm going to play for Arsenal when I'm older."

"As a keeper," Tia Tana continues, adjusting her grip on you. She jerks her chin at Misa and Cata. "That's why she's going to be better than you too."

Misa and Cata laugh and Misa gets a bit closer to give you a fist bump.

"You know," She says," If you really want to be the best keeper in the world, you need to come to Real Madrid. We're the best!"

There's outrage from the rest of the girls and Alexia easily plucks you from Aitana's arms to speak to you. You know it must be important because Momma does this sometimes too.

"Don't listen to Misa," She says," Barcelona's the best and don't let anyone else tell you differently."

You think for a moment. "Daan says Lyon is the best."

There's more outrage.

"Van de Donk thinks Lyon is the best," Alexia says," She's entitled to her own opinion."

"But it's wrong," Cata appears over Alexia's shoulder," Because Barcelona is the best and you should definitely come over and join us when you're older."

You tilt your head to the side as you think. "Tia Tana, is Barcelona good?"

"Very good," Tia Tana promises you.

Misa scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Don't indoctrinate her! She's just a baby!"

"We can't help it if Barcelona outclasses Madrid every match," Jenni chuckles.

"How many El Clásicos have you won again?" Ona teases and Misa shoves her away with an eye roll.

"Watch it, Batlle," She says," You'll see when you come back this year. We've been working on some stuff."

Cata scoffs but doesn't get involved with the little squabble. She strips her gloves. "Here," She says, pressing them into your hands," It's probably poor taste since I just beat your mum with them but, here. Every keeper needs a good set of gloves."

You beam at her. "Thank you!"

"I don't know how you guys came into custody of my baby," Morsa's teasing voice says from behind you," But I'd like to get her back now, please. Pernille would kill me if I let you take her back to Spain."

"I'm sure we could come to an agreement," Tia Tana says, smiling a wide smile at Morsa," Fifty-fifty custody? We've got Frido in Spain too. It's not like she'll forget her Swedish."

"I think Pernille's more worried about her losing her Danish than her Swedish," Morsa says. She takes you from Alexia. "And I'm actually quite fond of her."

"I got new gloves, Morsa," You tell her, holding them up so she can inspect them.

"Very nice, princesse," Morsa says," But I think it's time to say goodbye to your new friends. You look very tired."

A crinkle appears between your brows. "I'm not tired."

"Yes, you are." Morsa's chuckling now. "Come on. If we head back now I promise you can have a sleepover with Frido and Amanda."

You look at her suspiciously. "And I get to bring Rocky?"

Morsa sighs deeply. "Yes, you can bring the rock."

"Okay!"

"Say goodbye."

"Bye!" You wave at the Spanish girls happily, blowing a big kiss for Tia Tana before turning back to Morsa. "Momma lets me have sweeties when I sleep over with the Denmark girls. Can I have sweeties with Frido and Mandy?"

"Can't you just be happy that I'm letting you bring the rock?"

"Rocky would have come anyway. Can I have sweeties?"

"Fine, you can have sweets."

[latimeria-fell-from-heaven]

uhhhhh meant to post this a hot minute ago, but just wanted to tell my followers that i'm probs not gonna be writing for ANY of the natlan characters (minus capitano) or doing any commissions for them. pretty sure i don't even have to explain why, we all know why. it's not even out of spite or having a massive hate boner, just sheer disappointment and my already low expectations being underdone in the worst way possible.

i expected this from mihoyo, but i'm not expecting them to change anything, sadly, because they already pulled this with sumeru. i doubt mihoyo would ACTUALLY listen to the genuine complaints and feedback that certain parts of the fandom have to say. which is disheartening, but imo, if they aren't gonna get revenue from some people, then they'll just focus and pay attention more to the groups who will give them money for the upcoming characters. it sucks, BUT that doesn't mean that you guys can't share your thoughts and opinions on natlan and its cast. everyone is entitled to feel how they feel, and that's okay, great even! but i do hope those people in the fandom genuinely understand why some people think the way they do about natlan and why they're so upset in the first place.

and to anyone who will tell me to "just play a different game," i will admit that genshin has a special place in my heart. it's the game that kickstarted me into writing and doing my comms. however, just because i love a game doesn't mean i can't have genuine criticism towards it! just because you love something doesn't mean you can't point out when it's doing something you feel uncomfortable with.

[killerotto-blog]

DEFENSE OF KNEEBY/SPARKLECAREHOSPITAL

Everyone ganging up on her and screaming at her to leave and that she's some sort of monster is crazy. She went through trauma and made her own creation off of it, and maybe it was a bad idea to have a bunch of traumatized fans become obsessed with her comic, she's clearly still healing and everyone who is lashing out at her is too, and everyone's just full of emotions. It's okay to be upset or disagree with what she did, but remember there is a human behind that screen. Her comic clearly had a lot of love and care put into it and wasn't just a "secret fetish comic" if you actually read it there's a lot more to it than that, even if you don't like the comic or her opinions you can tell it's not just a fetish comic. Everything she did that had anything to do with her interest was kept in spaces with close people only, and completely separate from her actual story. She even explained it herself in some of her recent posts. Her own personal ideas that nobody else will understand has no bearing on the comic, nobody even picked up on anything weird until her private information came out, which is unfair to her. You're free to not enjoy the comic anymore if this really ruined things for you, but it's her own creation and anything bad to do with it was 100% private and personal. Even if it's a bad way to cope, she's still trying to heal, she just started therapy, it's complicated and we're all human. The screenshot of Emsody is honestly more self-incriminating than anything. I cannot imagine the lunacy of thinking that others are supposed to just *know* you're uncomfortable without you even saying a thing! & her lashing out at Kneeby over it was just uncalled for, listen, it's not others jobs to read you and know what discomforts you when you aren't even vocal about it! Kneeby did not need to apologize for that at all. People today have become too entitled to expect people to just know they're uncomfortable when they act on board and do things! You cannot be mad at someone for this. I've even seen people calling her out while saying "yeah I did it too" or "I encouraged it" but just brush past it or act like it's different because they were secretly uncomfortable just to add onto hate of her. Some of the stuff is even from years ago that I've seen, like dating as teens and her doing weird stuff. You can't expect her to read your mind. I can reiterate that it's okay to be uncomfortable with things she's done but it's silly to act like she's a monster who did all of this on purpose. Honestly I've never talked to Kneeby but just watching this from a distance this is all absolutely heinous to me the way you guys are treating her, and I'm not even into much of her works anymore but I was huge into her sonic the cat series as a kid so nonetheless I'm still around to see whats going on from time to time. And I must say you guys are ruthless. This girl is completely harmless and not a danger to anyone, she made drawings IN PRIVATE and she obviously knows its weird and wrong but it happens, when you have that sort of stuff happen to you as a kid sometimes difficult feelings and stuff like this comes about, its complicated but in the end it is just drawings, not even graphic ones at that. Even I think its a gross and bad coping mechanism but she's not an evil person for it, shes just creating things to cope with what she went through in private with *trusted* friends (who clearly had it out for her anyway.) The people who posted this callout clearly have a personal vendetta against this girl because she had not wronged them, she's obviously very mentally ill and just doing literal ship art of colourful animals, yes its weird and whatnot but why does this warrant the whole world to know, for her whole story to get leaked and for her to be doxxed? That's just absolutely moronic. In the end I just think people are blowing this way out of proportion. Unfortunately you know how this side of the internet is.

[f4ggydog]

Not sure how specific you like your asks- but thinking about Lottie telling Tai they need to fuck because “its what the wilderness wants” and Tai is like 'no wtf’ but then Van is all “I thought you believed in this stuff now. If you love me you'll do it”. Cue Tai and Lottie doing it while Van watches/cuddles Tai. Really enjoy your writing! It is always very compelling.

ONCE AGAIN WE ARE SO BACK AND MY WRITING IS COMING BACK TO ALL THAT MISSED ME (also I’m glad u like my writing anon and I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long genuinely!)

TAILOTTIE (while van gets cucked) (kind of a threesome but van helps tai out) 🔞

“no fucking way,” tai immediately declares. “you can’t be fucking serious. i’m not doing it. fuck that.”

“i expected you to be reluctant,” lottie responds. “but it’s for your own good, tai. besides, you know I don’t make the rules around here.”

“so you expect me to believe that the wilderness said I needed to get fucked by you? yeah, no. you’re just a fucking creep. i don’t believe you.”

“tai, don’t be like that. look, i promise I’ll make this feel really good for you. it’s what you deserve. it’s for your health, happiness and prosperity.”

“happiness!? you think I’m fucking happy about this!?”

taissa turns to van.

“why are you just sitting there, van? cant you talk some fucking sense into her? honestly like?”

“i think you’re overreacting a bit.” van gives her opinion. “i think if lottie tells us to do something, we should do it.”

“oh, so now you’re on her side!? fuck this. fuck the both of you. this is so fucked up.”

van stands up from the floor, grabbing their girlfriend by the waist and squeezing her so hard tai might earn bruises.

“lottie’s right. it might seem excessive, but I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. and if something bad could happen just because you can’t handle a little sex, then I’m not willing to risk it.”

“you’re unbelievable. is this not considered cheating to you? aren’t you concerned that this is a little too close to infidelity?”

“not if I consent to it.” van smiles and places a kiss on taissa’s cheek. “come on, baby girl. it’s just one time and then we can talk about it later, okay?”

“v-van,” taissa stammers. “she’s brainwashed you. she’s turned you into something that you’re not. this is insane. I-I’m not participating in this.”

“you don’t have a choice.” van tugs at the collar of taissa’s shirt. “look, I’m gonna be there next to you. you’re not gonna do this alone.”

“help me with her shirt, van.” lottie steps closer to the duo.

“yeah, I’ve got her.” van listens like an obedient little disciple. taissa wriggles against van’s touch, actively resisting and trying to break free. she thinks lottie’s full of shit. she’s out of her mind. she’s gone delusional with power. and taissa wants no part in her delusions.

van manages to rip tai’s shirt off. they briefly apologize for their roughness before lottie assists them with getting those beige pants off of taissa. taissa curses the both of them out, shuddering and trembling and creating more difficulty to get undressed.

“sorry that she’s so reluctant,” van says to lottie.

“I understand her. I really do. just let her know that we’ll take care of her.”

taissa’s infuriation and vexation quickly switches to great fear as she’s pushed onto the ground. lottie slips her hand into taissa’s black underwear, slipping them down to her ankles.

“p-please tell her to stop, van. please, please. this is so fucking wrong. you know it is.”

“it’s okay, baby. it’s going to be okay.” van wraps her arms around her girlfriend and hoists taissa onto her lap. “just lay on me while i watch, okay? you can take it.”

“so pretty,” lottie compliments with a smile devoid of normalcy. it’s a smile masked by sugar and sweetness, when it’s entitlement in reality. “you’ll look so good on my cock.”

“guys, can we talk about this?” tai begs. “t-this is so fucked up. seriously, stop. please, this isn’t right. van, make her-“

van silences tai with a kiss and a finger to the lips. “just take her, baby. I’ll help you take her.”

once lottie’s undressed herself, she steps forward and rubs the tip of her dick against taissa’s folds.

“she’s gonna be so tight,” lottie groans. “fuck.”

“do what you have to do, lottie.” van spits on two of their fingers and uses the saliva to moisturize tai’s clit. “I’ll try to loosen her up a bit so she can take you better.”

a tear slips down taissa’s cheek and her legs plead to close. van circles tai’s clit to prepare her and get her pussy slightly lubricated. it’s nowhere near enough preparation, but it’s something.

“you’re gonna take her so well, baby. lottie going to fit perfectly inside of you.”

lottie slides in without further warning. taissa’s pussy grips her harshly and lottie can barely push anything past the tip inside. still, she shuts her eyes and exhales. this is what the wilderness desires from her. no task is too hard. none of the wilderness’ orders are out of lottie’s reach. she’s a dedicated follower to the forest and she’ll please it by any means necessary.

“sweet thing,” van whispers tenderly in taissa’s ear. “you’re taking her so well. look at you.”

van massages taissa’s thigh, watching as lottie’s cock penetrates tai deeper. she can almost see the outline of it in tai’s stomach.

“she’s taking more of me,” lottie says excitedly. “fuck. there you go, tai. there you go. so proud of you.

“i couldn’t be more proud too,” van praises, now smoothing out tai’s belly. “you needed this. i know you did. we all did.”

“i think tai understands that now,” lottie purrs, the pace of her pumping gradually increasing the more tai’s pussy adjusts to the intrusion.

tai’s walls close tighter around lottie’s dick, attempting to milk it. taissa jolts and bucks, her hips moving without her permission. van guides her back onto lottie’s cock, allowing for a more firm penetration.

lottie moans wildly as her cock gets soaked in taissa’s slick. her thrusts are rougher and her nails dig into taissa’s thighs, holding her down so she can pound away without obstacles.

“you’re making me feel so fucking good,” lottie growls. “fuck, baby. don’t even fuck your self on my cock. just let me do the work. i need to feel you, all of you.”

“you’re gonna make her cum, tai. do you wanna make lottie cum? do you want lottie to cum inside of you, baby?”

taissa gives a slight nod, only in the hopes that she’ll get this over with sooner.

“my precious girl.” van kisses taissa’s ear. “now you’ll properly belong to us.”

[somedorkthatdraws]

Small Rant: The Mischaracterization of Tripitaka in the fandom

I've noticed some fans who express their hatred for Tripitaka and ask questions such as: "Why doesn’t Tripitaka allow Wukong to kill the demons before they attack?" or "Why is it that Tripitaka never believes Wukong when he insists that the person they encounter is a demon?" Some even go as far as to label Tripitaka as evil or abusive.

I felt it was important to clarify some misunderstandings surrounding Tripitaka's character:

The reason Tripitaka struggles to fully trust Wukong is that Wukong sometimes lies. He isn't the most reliable guy, often twisting the truth or manipulating others to get what he wants. When someone has lied to you repeatedly, it’s natural to have difficulty believing them even if they are being truthful this time. Additionally, Tripitaka is very naïve and tends to trust others too easily—after all, he was raised in a temple for most of his life. The lack of experience makes it hard for him to recognize when he’s being tricked. (In other words, Tripitaka may have book smarts but he does not have street smarts.) And it's not just Tripitaka who doubts Wukong; Pigsy, Sandy, and Bai Long Ma often question his word as well. So why is it that hardly anyone criticizes them for their lack of trust?

For those who are upset with Tripitaka for placing the golden band on Wukong's head, which causes him headaches, it's important to understand the reasoning behind this decision. Wukong had committed murder, which is strictly against Buddhist principles. Tripitaka used the band to ensure that Wukong wouldn’t kill again. The text even mentions that Tripitaka is reluctant to use the band but feels he has no choice, as it’s the only way to make Wukong listen to him.

Some may ask, "Why didn’t Tripitaka talk it out with Wukong?" He did! However, Wukong, being stubborn, refused to listen and ran off. Tripitaka giving Wukong headaches is not an act of abuse; rather, it is a form of discipline. If Tripitaka hadn't taken this action, there likely would have been a lot more bloodshed. Tripitaka only ever used the band whenever Wukong misbehaved. While yes there were times when it was used on Wukong even though he did nothing wrong, that only happened because Tripitaka was tricked into doing so. Again, you have to remember that Tripitaka is very gullible and naive and Wukong does have a history of lying and murder.

Also, why is no one ever upset with Guanyin? After all, she is the one who gave Tripitaka the band in the first place and instructed him to use it on Wukong. I often see people directing their anger at Tripitaka, but very few seem to hold Guanyin accountable. She is the one who provided him with the band initially! Why is the blame all placed on Tripitaka?

Additionally, Wukong experiencing severe headaches is one of the least serious issues he has faced. He has endured much worse, such as being put in a boiling pot for days and having his home and monkeys destroyed by the gods. Complaining about Wukong's headaches seems trivial compared to what he has already gone through.

I've even seen some fans in the LMK community suggest that Wukong is traumatized by the band. I disagree. If Wukong were genuinely traumatized by them, he wouldn’t have a positive view of Tripitaka. Furthermore, he would likely display symptoms of trauma, which is not the case. This idea simply doesn't hold up.

I have more that I want to say, but I'm going to end it here for now. Sorry for the long rant, this thing has been eating me up for a long while now and I needed to get it off of my chest.

I understand that not everyone will like a certain character, and you are entitled to your opinion. But can we please stop spreading lies about Tripitaka being evil or abusive when he clearly isn't? I will agree that he's not a saint, but he's not this monster that some people try to paint him as. He's a guy that tries to do the right thing but often makes mistakes.

[thewitch777]

I can’t stop listening to his voice. Especially to the end as Richie said to him: your entitled to your opinion

Watkiss then: is it a inaccurate opinion?

And Richie completely calm said: no comment 2 times and that’s it. You could SEE that he was angry but still so calm

Guys it makes me insane. So many things do not match. A guy with anger issues? A guy who has done such things? Has such a control? Even if everything speaks against it? I can remember that even a victim of him ones said that while committing his crime on her he would seem to be in control over everything he does.

I try to understand this guy since 3 years. And whenever I thought I got him, I don’t. He was a f*cking pisces in person it will never be possible

[pseudophan]

okay i just read the west memphis 3 wikipedia page and?? wtf??? like....it feels like they convicted them on like pure vibes. what is the overwhelming evidence that made them take that plea deal. where is the evidence. and who actually did it??? also apparently i live in the neighboring town to damien echols

HELLO I AM SO SORRY I JUST SPENT TWO HOURS TYPING THIS ALL OUT IT WAS NOT MEANT TO BE THAT LONG. no one will read this i need to get a grip. putting it under a readmore for everyone's sanity

they absolutely did convict them on pure vibes yeah 😭 this whole case is like peak satanic panic. they literally did not have any evidence, they had a coerced confession, some people who really needed the reward money and a deep fear of uhh. metallica? that's the funniest part, they keep calling damien a satanist because "he listens to devil music and reads devil books" and the whole time it's fucking metallica and stephen king. it's not even anything niche. metallica and stephen king. in the 90s. hysterical. there's more to it than that of course, he got into a lot of trouble and he was into witchcraft but i swear to god his media consumption was the thing they got the most hung up on

no matter how stupid this sounds i can assure you the actual court case was somehow dumber. the first paradise lost documentary covers a lot of it because the state was a bit uhhh. stupid! and let hbo into the courtroom with cameras thinking wow this will surely go well for us. needless to say the case blew up overnight because people watched it on tv randomly and were like hey! what the fuck is going on in arkansas! to this day the wm3 credit the creators of that documentary trilogy for getting them out because if no one had gotten the word out there the state would've just let them rot. it still took 18 years and a bullshit guilty plea but at least they got out

as for the deal itself, there really wasn't any "overwhelming evidence" to speak of, that's just how alford pleas work. you maintain your innocence but accept that in the eyes of the law you are guilty, and that just automatically includes being like. sure man you guys have the evidence, totally. jason actually didn't want to take the plea at all he wanted to risk it on their next appeal and hope that somehow this one would be different, but because all of their appeals were overseen by the same judge (-_-) and damien was scheduled to be executed pretty soon he decided to take it, since the deal was either they all had to accept or none of them could. the reason they got offered the alford plea in the first place was basically so the state of arkansas could save face and money, because the upcoming appeal that jason wanted to risk it on DID include some new evidence and their worst nightmare was that the wm3 would end up being found innocent after all because lol imagine that payout. with the alford plea they're free but they're entitled to absolutely fuck all, unfortunately

and lastly. hahahahaha. who did it? BOY......... first of all there's still plenty of people who think the wm3 are guilty after all, they're all over the internet being extremely annoying about it. they don't actually have any evidence for this but i honestly think the main reason they're convinced is the point they keep bringing up of like, a lot of the media surrounding this case is heavily biased in favour of the wm3, especially paradise lost, which isn't wrong at all but it's an insane thing to base your entire opinion of a murder case on. "the documentaries won't explore the possibility that they did it so i think they did it" well they had a whole state exploring that possibility i don't think hbo needed to join in lol. oh also a lot of people hate how damien acted in court cause he was such a fucking smartass but like he said after he was convicted, he genuinely did not consider a guilty verdict possible. everything they said was so ridiculous the very idea of being found guilty was absurd. also the questions they were asking.... girl i'd be a smartass too

jesus why have i gone on for 200 words about who Didn't do it that wasn't the point of this part

one name that gets thrown around a lot, and who for awhile was the main suspect among those supporting the wm3 (including the wm3), is john mark byers, or mark byers as he went by, christopher byers' stepdad-turned-adoptive-father. there's a whole book and five million thinkpieces about why he's guilty but it's extremely difficult to separate facts from speculation and fiction because a lot of what people used to consider evidence against him has later been proven false, at the same time as some of the things people bring up to defend him don't necessarily hold much water either. i could probably go on about this forever but there's literally so much back and forth i can't even begin. personally idk that i buy it... i see some of the points and absofuckinglutely he acted suspicious at times, but i really just don't know how that 6'5 man with the elegance of. whatever the least elegant animal is. could kidnap three kids, tie them up, kill them, castrate one of them (the castration is up for debate, they don't know if it was done intentionally or if it was a result of animals in the area, but in the mark byers did it theory the fact that chris was the only one missing his genitals is a key factor), transport them into the woods, dump them and then get home without anyone seeing him in the middle of the day. ofc this is a difficult feat for anyone not just him but oh my god he is so huge. there's a big debate about his intelligence as well, because people will say he was too stupid to do all of that and get away with it based on his appearances in paradise lost, which then makes other people say that he was acting for the cameras and isn't actually stupid, and tbh both sides are correct i think? 100% he was putting on a show for the cameras, but idk if i agree with those who say he did that to appear dumber than he is so no one would suspect him. i don't think he was trying to appear stupid, he was trying to appear extra crazy because he got paid to be in the doc and wanted more screentime lol. i don't think he was dumb either though, or at least not as dumb as some believe. i've heard people say he must have been very intelligent because he was a police informant though which like, that's not really a prerequisite i fear.

oh my god this is too long i have so much more to say there's too much going on in this case and i still have to talk about the last guy. there is a fuckton more to be said about mark, but in the end there is no actual evidence against him, just a lot of "huh. that's weird". a big one is there were supposed bite marks found and mark had his teeth removed in 97 and gave two different reasons as to why, which made people go ha! busted! which IS suspicious but then at the same time whether there even were human bite marks there at all is heavily contested, as with the castration several experts have said it looks more like animal bites, namely turtles. not that expert opinions in criminal cases are fact, but human and especially adult human bite marks are so distinct i would think they would have been a bigger deal in the initial trial if that's what they were. also, if mark is supposedly this secret mastermind who managed to do all this without leaving any evidence, why the fuck would he BITE them? idk it just doesn't add up to me. anyway onto the other prick

the most popular suspect these days is terry hobbs, stevie branch's stepdad, to the point where he released a book not too long ago about the whole thing and how much he didn't do it. i haven't read it because regardless of if he did it or not i fucking hate that man, but i am a little bit tempted because oh my god what could he possibly have to say to fill a whole book. his ex wife, stevie's mother, kinda thinks he did it too. that poor woman is broken to this day, and she's said for yeeeaaars now that while she has no idea if he did it or not all she knows is he was definitely capable and she wouldn't be surprised if it turned out he did. there's.. a lot to be said about terry hobbs, but as with mark and the wm3 and everything else in this goddamn case it's mostly allegations and circumstantial shit and terry being the third major suspect makes it really difficult because the wm3 got convicted and that was a mistake, mark byers was a main suspect for years until a lot of the "evidence" was proven false and most of his main accusers (again, including the wm3) changed their minds and apologised, so now with terry hobbs there's this caution of not wanting to repeat it a third time. at the same time though this one is different because it's the only suspect with potential dna evidence. they found dna partially matching terry at the crime scene, as well as different dna partially matching david jacoby, terry's bestie who was his alibi that day. it's only partial, meaning it matches them but it would also match many others, however it decidedly does not match any of the other suspects in the case. there was also a hair that could belong to terry (and i believe 1.7% of the rest of the world's population? which for such a small area are not great odds for him lol) found in the knot of the shoelaces binding one of the boys. some people love saying that's not really a big deal because like his stepson was one of the victims it could have been on the shoelaces for ages, and i see their point and i don't fully disagree, but the fact that it was allegedly IN the knot makes it more suspicious to me

there's also two eyewitnesses who claim they saw terry chasing the boys that day yelling at them to come home, shortly before they were reported missing, which isn't weird in itself except terry denies that ever happened. of course there's a lot of not very credible "witnesses" in this case and it's not really fair to blindly believe these ones specifically, but the thing that makes them stick out is unlike all the kids the police got to say whatever they wanted them to (lots of shit to be said about that btw it's a whole thing) and those desperate for the reward money right after it happened, these were neighbours of the hobbs family who were never interviewed back in the day because FOR SOME REASON the police only conducted interviews in the neighbourhood where chris byers and michael moore lived, they never knocked on any doors there. the neighbours then figured it probably wasn't all that important anyway, someone chasing his stepson and friends to get them to come home for dinner isn't all that noteworthy, but then terry started saying he hadn't seen them for x amount of time before they were first reported missing and they were like ? well that's just not true. adding to all of that, someone else claimed to have seen terry hobbs and david jacoby near the robin hill woods at some point during when they assume the crime took place. jacoby for his part has said the past decade and a half that he's not sure he spent that whole day with terry at all and is no longer certain he can be his alibi, he's also said some other stuff about him making it VERY clear they are not exactly friends anymore. terry's allegedly threatened him and everything it's a whole mess. now whether jacoby is just saying this to distance himself from it all and make it seem like he wasn't with terry so terry had the opportunity to kill the kids when in actuality they did it together, or if he really has no idea what happened and just suspects it might have been terry, who the hell knows. but there's.. something there. i'm gonna stop the terry tirade now before i get into that time he sued natalie maines from the chicks for defamation and landed himself the most incriminating witness stand interview i've seen in my life but i highly recommend looking that disaster up. you ever just laugh when asked if you killed your stepson? yeah me neither

in 2007 they did some dna testing that cleared the wm3 in terms of physical evidence, as while they didn't have nearly enough to convict them they had a couple of Maybe matches that the technology of the early to mid 90s couldn't really do much more with. that same testing is what incriminated terry hobbs, which lead to a very short and halfassed interview with him by the police department that everyone seems to agree was absolute horseshit. that's also when mark byers changed his tune and went from "the wm3 killed my son" to "those men are innocent but look at my sickass giant board of reasons why terry hobbs did it" (real scene from the third paradise lost, kind of the funniest thing ever). there has not been any dna testing since but that's what damein and his team have been desperately trying to do for years now, using a new form of dna testing. when they first requested access to the evidence in 2020 the west memphis police department claimed it all burned in a fire and no longer exists, but after pestering them about it for 18 months they got access to it. shockingly, no fire ever happened, it's all still there. then began a legal battle to be allowed to test it, which first got denied but then the arkansas supreme court reversed that Just Barely and gave them permission. testing was supposed to begin about a week ago on february 26th, but got suddenly canceled the DAY before and no new date has been set

can you tell why this whole case gives me a headache?

[sylusdarling]

Hi guys! Not my normal content but I’m in a mood today. Because I’m an opinionated POS I will be speaking about something! You can choose to read my rant or you can scroll. I will be using these comments as an example:

One thing that’s been so extremely normalized is the stating of opinions. And by saying that I don’t mean you’re not entitled to your own opinion but the fact that most people simply don’t care!

It’s been so normalized to comment on authors posts saying how the character isn’t accurate or how you don’t like the content that they’ve written. I’m sorry to say this but we do not care. Instead of spreading your negative thoughts, you are more than welcome to scroll and leave the content for the people who will enjoy it.

As an example, Im not an angst liker for the most part. It leaves me feeling sad and that’s my own problem. For myself, i’ll avoid angst fics. What I will not be doing is commenting my negative feelings on the authors post ESPECIALLY when I had the chance to 1) read the tags 2) read the authors note and 3) make the decision of free will and scroll away!

By commenting your negative opinions it puts the author in a bad mood and makes you seem like an absolute POS! A win win am I right?

People need to remember just because you have the free will to voice your opinion doesn’t mean you should. Just scroll.

Now for the second part of my rant. Many people fail to remember these characters are not real and we are not responsible for your attachment to them.

Us authors put our time and effort to write stories about these characters because we enjoy writing. But we are only human. Sometimes we will change the characters personality and narrative to fit our stories and that’s ok. Because they are not real people.

The fact you are upset that I bent a fictional characters personality for the sake of a fictional story is beyond me. To the point of having to criticize the author as well? Here’s an idea, scroll. “I don’t really enjoy the idea of this character acting like this.” That is absolutely ok! But if your first is to go “I think I’m going to yell at the author because I don’t like how they portrayed this character!” You need to reassess your priorities and probably your time on this app.

If you made it this far I appreciate you listening to everything I have to say. I’ve just have had enough of being shit on and seeing other amazing authors get shit on because people are way too entitled.

Please keep writing your stories. Please keep writing those characters and do it the way YOU WANT.

[lynaferns]

I feel like people who insist and celebrate too much that "their fanfics and AUs" are now "canonically accurate" because they played Sun as passive aggressive from the beginning, are starting to drive a wedge in the community with their comments, especially when These are important figures in the fandom.

I've already seen someone "famous" mention that "I used to consider Sun basic and boring for just being the eager good guy" and wow, that disappointed me a little. If anything, Moon falls into the same "basic" category by being just "the bad guy," canonically speaking. But they are not pleasant things to read, are they?

I personally think that if Sun hadn't seemed so anxious, vulnerable and partially open/friendly in the beginning, he wouldn't be so many people's comfort character today. Because I highly doubt that his attitude in HW2 would have made so many people feel comfortable, not to mention that it would have surely stung them in one or another possible trauma.

I've been trying so hard not to insult anyone because I believe that good communication comes from respect and good manners but some people are pissing me off. (Not you anon)

Listen, those people can go fuck themselves with their stupid comments and their entitled opinions.

I'm also a follower of canon acurated and I see no reason in mocking people who don't follow canon. It makes me so mad reading comments laughing at people whose interpretation has been contradicted by canon.

If they are taking pleasure from seeing how some in the community are reacting to HW2 with sadness (which is a VERY understandable reaction and should NOT be made fun of) they are not worth your attention, they aren't worth ANYONES attention. If it makes you feel better block them and move on because you will be happier this way.

And those who say "I tHOuGhT sUn WaS bAsIc AnD bOrInG" clearly they didn't see through the characters. You could say exactly the same about any of the other characters. You could say exactly the same about ANY CHARACTER EVER MADE.

People are so fast at taking one single trait of a character and make it their whole personality like it's the only and true thing about them and if you thing otherwise you're wrong. "Oh but we have this other behavior of him shown before, this may just be another aspect of their personality-" "nope, I don't see that, that doesn't exist, this is the truth about your comfort character, suck it" fucking bullshit.

Kellen makes a great job at interpreting Sun's character, if you stop to hear all the voice lines you can see a lot of aspects of him, just paying attention to his voice. Everyone jumped so fast to the "Sun is a sassy mean bitch" train forgetting that: he was originally in theater, he takes care of kids, he tries to be nice to kids, he probably gets criticized daily by parents and employees so there's no reason for him to be constantly nice to everyone, he is tired, like seriously, if you listen to his voice lines half of them sounds tired and trying to smile trough it but at the verge of exploding.

We don't even know how Sun and Moon are when they are alone.

I personally don't think the interactions in HW2 are canon events in the lore, it wouldn't make sense.

I'm so sorry that y'all are going through this. Don't let people's shitty comments get to you, ok? Go read your comfort fic or reblog that old piece of fanart that made you giggle and kick your feet the first time you saw it.

(EDIT: read the reblogs)

[babyboywinchester]

Nvm I didn't know you were gonna refer me to one of the most vile bullies in fandom. I also can't believe what terminally online speak I'm hearing. Queerbaiting, really? He does something fans enjoy and continues doing it, I don't see the harm. As for his personal sexuality, that is private and clearly isn't so black and white when you look at what he's said. I don't understand the nitpicking. I agree re the Js though. I'm just genuinely bummed by how antagonistic fandom gets

@nancylou444 has never been vile or a bully to me and anything I’ve seen of hers has been defending other wincest shippers or going toe to toe with terminally brain dead destihellers. Lmao… terminally online? I’m a working and married mother of two. I can assure you I’m not “terminally online”. That’s the EXACT phrase he and the hellers have used when referring to how Destiel has got such a shit go of things so why are you attacking me over a phrase such as that when I am just using literally the same term these blowhards use?

Listen, dude, if you don’t like what I post or who I associate with or the opinions I have then go somewhere else… I don’t know what else to tell you.

He made his sexuality a topic of public discussion when he PUBLICLY insinuated he was bi, had to PUBLICLY retract said statement, and then had to PUBLICLY come out as straight. So, do not get onto me about it being a “private” matter… he did it in the public sphere and therefore it is open to ridicule. If you don’t want those things talked about then you… don’t talk about them. Funny how that works…

Everyone is capable of making mistakes, doing bad things, and growing. Misha has shown, to me, no growth and continually doubles down on his questionable and creepy behavior. He does charity? Cool good for him. Neat. He campaigns for Ukraine? Also a great cause. He still makes overtly sexual comments about his costars about a fetishized gay ship that Jensen himself has repeatedly said he finds no basis for and then gets attacked when he points out that it’s not canon, not how he played the character, and it’s not how the character was written. I do not like Misha. I find his pandering, entitlement, “look at me I do good things I’m a good guy” attitude to be abhorrent and distasteful.

I also do not like how vile fandom can get, but luckily I’m a wincestie and a lover of both brothers with a Sam leaning attitude… so, I’m surrounded by great mutuals and like minded people who I’ve went out of my way to cultivate an online experience with and so generally my online experience has been very positive.

I suggest you do the same and maybe not come to my blog, especially not on anon if you’re not going to have the courage to face me, if I am not your cup of tea. No one is forcing you to view my opinions and content. You alone have the power to curate your own online experience. If you want to come off anon and talk so be it, but the next ask sent on anon will just be deleted because I’m not going to continue you this conversation especially if you’re accusing me of being “terminally online” for using a well-used phrase outside of online life… like seriously grow up.

Have a wonderful day. Godspeed.

[galaxygolfergirl]

To the “Pureshippers”…

Listen. I know what kind of fandom I'm in. I've been on this website for over a decade. I don't participate as much as I used to, I admit it. I've grown, my tastes have changed, I've nurtured my passions, and I understand you guys are passionate as well. I've already explained my feelings on Helsa and the treatment of Hans's character, you can click the link in case you need to read that again.

All I can say at this point is no.

Just no.

Stop it.

Please stop taking this so seriously. This is embarrassing and childish behavior over what is essentially a hobby. Harassing artists, stealing their work and not giving credit for it, fighting with other people in the fandom over whether or not they're "loyal" to Helsa, and blatantly ignoring the text and insisting people follow your own headcanons is not respectfully participating in fandom.

Listen, Frozen and Helsa respectfully are near and dear to my heart but I'm not going to pretend that it's the most revolutionary media and ship to ever have been created. Yes, it has vast potential for fan creations and ideas, but remember, this is a franchise targeted and marketed to little girls. Please calm down.

When I was younger, I used to let my emotions get the better of me; I bought into the rumor mills and expressed my frustrations on the lack of news during F2's development and how my ship wasn't becoming canon faster. I would freak out at any remote "hint" of it being possible and forgot what the text of the movie actually said. I was a young teenager who eventually had to learn over time how to temper my emotions and engage in media more constructively.

If you want to continue to participate in this fandom and in other fandom spaces and not run the risk of people getting mad at you, you need to respect that,

Other people may not be as invested as you, and that's okay.

Headcanons are in your head, that's why they're called head canons. Not everyone is going to agree on the same thing and that's okay.

You absolutely must credit the original artist, no matter if their artwork is "popular" enough to steal from. It’s a bad look and you cannot get away with that. That is disrespectful to their time and effort for their craft. That's not okay.

We have to have a sense of emotional maturity and media literacy here, not just for this little microcosm of fandom, but for investing in all media in general.

Don't buy into the rumor mills or people claiming they have "insider information" on plot developments that support your headcanons. They're lying and they just want attention. If they didn't come true when the last movie came out, they certainly won't come true this time.

Again, please put things into a larger perspective. I'm not trying to be the morality police here, but this is a Disney princess movie, it's not classic literature. Please don't take this so seriously.

Taking your frustrations out on the Frozen creative team, fandom creators, and other participants in the fandom is not going to make your case or help anything. If anything, you're coming across as intimidating and aggressive, and creators don't really react well to that.

You also do not have the right to disagree with people if they say you're making them uncomfortable. You cannot control how people react to your behavior. You only have control over your behavior and how you react to others. You're responsible for your words and your actions and you have to own up to that. Whether or not you choose to reflect on that and remediate it, you must respect people's boundaries if you're making them uncomfortable. You know who you are.

Once again, it's not up to the fans how a story should be written. We are not entitled to make the creators do what we want.

With that being said, if all of this is too overwhelming for you guys, or if you disagree with anything I've said here, or you're mad at me now, fine. To each your own. You're entitled to your own opinion, but don't expect the rest of us to participate or engage with you any longer.

We all came into this side of the fandom for different reasons, but the plurality of us came here for fun. If you're not having fun, please leave us alone and find people with whom you get along with better.

And that's last I'm going to say on this. If you @ me looking for some kind of fight, don't bother. I don't have the time nor do I care to. Thank you.

[ghost-inthe-hall]

Tldr; some of you should be ashamed.

Listen, I'm really not into the dramatics of elation goes on in the Fandom, I have voiced a few key things a few years back but this... this is very concerning.

Not only did some of you in the fandom, which I will say 90% of the time has been an absolute blast, I've made some friends and met some really cool people! The other 10% 😒😒 not so much.

yes I am judging you.

You know why? Because you make us all look bad!

Cause what do you mean you leak their private information on purpose? You unmask them as threats for those that don't want the full anonymity and mystery thrown at their face like a pie! You have pictures of his parents? What??

These are REAL people!

They aren't actors, your OC's, fictional characters in some book you got tricked into buying on Amazon, real people. With lives. Family and friends and you'd risk that because what... you think you're entitled or owed something.

Guess what, they don't owe us anything. Gee I wonder why they don't interact with us! Some of you are fucking banana heads!

Now this!

Are you proud of yourselves?

To any one of your who sat there and typed out whatever it is that you did to make a fan a real fan upset enough to make a video response to the bullying and humiliation you handsomely doled out to a fuckin weatherman!!!

We were all having fun, joining in on conversations, naming a flamingo, plot twists, anagrams, clues, houses divided, obtain, prepare, offerings and you had to ruin it. It's always something. Can't go one week without one of you boneheads doing something shameful.

The audacity to try and call a fan a clout chaser, trying to be somebody HOW DARE YOU? who the f are you jfc? because he was contacted for a bit, a fun little game that they've been teasing since last tour ended. He was excited to be apart of it. We were excited to be apart of it. But because you are impatient and over the wait which I get as well and understand I'm about to tear out my hair for something to gnaw on from them, and it's your opinion and you're allowed to have one.

But for fucks sake, act like you've been outside before!

You're putting on Sleep Token like a fashion statement, you're not really hear for them, you're not even fans if you do this to them. How disrespectful. They've had this all planned out and some of you jerk offs screwed it all up!

You claim to love this band like none other and yet you treat them like gum on your shoe bc you're not getting YOUR way? incredibly insensitive. I can't imagine how Chris feels, he looked and sounded so disappointed and I don't blame him one bit. Bullying him AND his actual viewers... man, no respect for anything.

I can't even fathom how the guys feel after this.

All the work the guys have poured into this, while they've been touring nonstop mind you, to be able to write new music, come up with all of this for the future, signing to a major label (not my fav), selling out a whole ass tour, planning, months and months of planning and the excitement we shared. The band and us and a few numbskulls ruin it for the whole gang. Fucking lame.

Now Chris Michaels has to endure the ugly side of the Fandom and has to make another video for another announcement. So that also means Sleep Token had to step in and move up what they had planned.

You couldn't just sit on your hands for 4 days!

I love it here, the community has been such a fun and exciting place to be and well never get something like this, this woven together again. I'm enjoying the ride but some of you clowns really should look in the mirror and start taking some of the make up off before Vessel hits us with a Nothing Lasts Forever post and their gone.