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msmc-796-official · 20 days ago

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FC here, OP behind @msmc-796-official - I'll happily add my two cents to this. (Heads up, this is gonna be LONG - I'll put the brunt of it under a read more so as to spare y'all's eyes.)

My journey with Lancer started as a spur-of-the-moment hyperfixation for me back in May of this year, while I was looking for more new non-D&D TTRPGs to get into. The incredibly rich and detailed worldbuilding hooked me right away, and the fact that this wasn't yet another PbtA system hack gave me an entirely new set of dice tricks and mechanics to learn and play with.

I originally started this sideblog to interact with a few of the RP blogs in the community, using it as a chance to create yet another AU for one of my oldest OCs, Phoenix (or, as she's better known around here, Angel). Before long, Kennedi and Slipshod - both new and original characters specifically made for this setting - made themselves known, and the full picture of who MSMC-796 was as a group started to come together. (Cheesy as it sounds, it all just kinda clicked for me in a way that RP hasn't in a very long time.)

Just within these last few months, I've effectively gone from a curious nobody who knew absolutely nothing about Lancer to the de facto voice of MSMC in our little RP community. (All without ever playing a single game of Lancer for myself, believe it or not!) It's been absolutely wild to interact with so many amazing people in such a short time with this fandom, and the fact that this community is so welcoming definitely makes it easy for new folks to find their niche.

(RP tips under the Read More!)

As an old hand at RP, I can offer a few tips on how to establish yourself within a community like this:

1. Interact! RP is built on talking to people and putting yourself out there. 2010s Tumblr used to be all about ask blogs and RP, and sadly those ways have kinda been forgotten in favor of silently reblogging and/or liking a post and then moving on like so many other social media sites. Asks are your primary way of communicating with other people in a RP setting, and it's okay to put yourself out there!

If you scroll down all the way to my first posts on this blog, those posts are all reblogs of asks I sent to some of the wonderful folks in this community - among them being @albatross-lancer, @definitely-not-a-lucifer-clone, @autos-official, and @ips-northstar-official. (Sorry about all of the mentions, folks!) At the time, I only had a very basic knowledge of Lancer lore, but using the single page of MSMC lore included in the core rules and a little bit of improv, I started to develop Angel as a member of MSMC and established her now-signature sign-off - "yours among the stars".

You'll also notice that at some point, I started reblogging posts that I thought my characters would have thoughts on, commenting as them and adding little asides - also in-character - in the tags. (Yes, that's a bit excessive, I know, but this is why you read the tags, too!) Do that enough, and sometimes people interact back with you, which is really fun! That's how RP happens!

Which leads me into my second point...

2. Build your world. Right away when I started this blog, I knew that "Angel" (that is, the Lancer AU version of Phoenix) was going to be a core character. I also knew she was a member of MSMC, she was a Dusk Wing pilot, and that somewhere along the line her teammates would be introduced. You can see from my interaction with LUCI that a prototype version of Slipshod was already in the works - that mention of a Tokugawa pilot was intentional! Kennedi took a lot longer to come forward as a concept, but her character arc really took off after I made friends with @corsair-mc-official and @revvedandrunning during the Fireman Saga.

Basic questions for a new Lancer character might go as follows: Who is your pilot (name, gender, callsign, etc.)? What frame do they pilot, and does it have a name? What company do they represent (if any at all), and how do they feel about the others? Do they have a home planet (diasporan), or are they cosmopolitan? Do they have any NHPs or COMP-CONs or squadmates who might appear from time to time? Follow the line of inquiry and see where it takes you - you might get some surprising answers along the way.

It's okay if it doesn't all come at once - for me, a big step was figuring out who played what role in the squad and how to distinguish their voices via text. Personality plays a big role in how I RP, and you can see it with how all three of the girls talk to, with, and about each other. I'll openly admit there's a lot I still don't know about the girls of MSMC-796, and that's okay! Everything will come with time, as you get to explore who your characters are, how they feel, and what their passions are.

3. Be open to new friendships. If I hadn't seen the reblog of one of my posts from @corsair-mc-official, I'd likely have never started the Fireman Saga at all - they're really what created my first strong community connections and allowed the inter-company banter both of us are known for now to flourish. I've also gotten to know @whohasfourthumbsand really well post-Fireman, as their character Gray really clicked well with Kennedi - and if you've seen our recent posts in-character, Gray just officially joined MSMC because of that long-running interaction chain. Heck, @st-g2-084 took my one-off idea for MSMC-835 (as created in response to an in-character distress call ask I got from them) and has created an entirely unique identity for them within our little MSMC canon. You never know where unexpected connections can take you!

4. When in doubt, improvise. As I mentioned earlier, MSMC only has one full page of canonical lore in Lancer, featured on page 411 of the Core Rules (plus a short blurb on a hypothetical MSMC-aligned PC, Penny, on page 420). The naming conventions of MSMC-796 and its members come directly from the information included in those few paragraphs, with a little intuition on my end. Literally everything else - the names, numbers, and members of its 999 squadrons; the size and duties of MS Legal, Upper Management, Recruitment - all of that is 100% my own worldbuilding. I personally try not to deviate too far from the established lore, but when there's so little to work with, you really do have to make some big decisions.

That being said, if you're trying to create your own homebrew lore for Lancer, it's not a bad idea to read through the canon lore and see what already exists. For mercenary companies, MSMC is the only one that's fleshed out to any degree, but even within the canon text there are mentions of "many thousands of firms" just like it across the galaxy. Two are namedropped - Goblin Throne Industrial and the Golden Hand - but neither are fleshed out at all beyond a single mention of their name. That's a TON of open worldbuilding space to exploit, from big giant firms to rival MSMC itself to tiny companies just barely getting started. When in doubt, refer to what's already been written - there's a lot of answers in Lancer's core lore, but there's a lot intentionally left vague, too, and that's so people like us can build our own worlds and stories where the lore leaves off.

...wow, okay, that is a LOT of text. Sorry about that; I hope at least some of this word vomit is useful to you.

Like I said, I'm an old hand at this, but RP and worldbuilding take practice. I didn't become the voice of MSMC overnight (though it certainly feels like I did!), and Massif Press has no idea that I exist. At the end of the day, this is all one big passion project for me that I felt strongly enough about to share with the world, and it just so happened that people liked it enough not only to agree with me, but to ask me to do more.

Best of luck out there, Saxtor! I look forward to seeing your wonderful contributions to our community someday soon.

-- FC

OOC Question: in the past few months Lancer and all of the folks running fun little RP blogs here have swallowed my interest whole. I've been thinking about starting one myself (already have a character in mind from my current game).

So I guess my question is do you have any advice or interesting tidbits to share on the experience. This question also goes out to all the other blogs that I know will see this as well.

// OOC; shit, man, go for it!! the more blogs we get, the fuller our world becomes, and ive seen some of your writing on your blog- id be really, really stoked to see what you come up with! ive got advice, and ive got an interesting tidbit; first, the latter, ive really enjoyed learning about this little subcommunity's culture. maybe it's just how my silly brain works, but i adore learning the social dos and donts of a new community- what goes in the tags, how do you pace your story, etc. everyone has been so welcoming and patient, you learn as you go, and the hundreds of small stories playing out at once are so brilliant to see—

as for advice. what makes your lancer interesting? what makes your blog different; what's the hook? gray is a prosthetist, a less common specialization, with an underlying NHP plot (not the most brilliantly unique thing, but, interesting!). you gotta figure out what it is that'll make people want to interact with you, because, well, it's social media.

anyways, that sounds a little too serious; my best advice? it's a tumblr blog, not a tattoo. don't take it too seriously, and go make some friends :D

#lancer rpg #lancer ttrpg #lancerrpg #OOC: not entirely sure what else to tag this - I don't really have a tag for my OOC posts; whoops!

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stereden · 2 years ago

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I posted 6,165 times in 2022

That's 1,239 more posts than 2021!

20 posts created (0%)

6,145 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@dangerousyako

@ceiaofsilence

@lucide-dreamer-dreams

@jabberwockypie

@athingofvikings

I tagged 230 of my posts in 2022

#one piece - 36 posts

#to check out later - 29 posts

#buggy the clown - 22 posts

#tumblr folk tales - 19 posts

#it's the fucking chocolate guy again - 12 posts

#stereden replies - 10 posts

#esc 2022 - 10 posts

#real life thatch - 9 posts

#dylan hollis - 9 posts

#other people's writing - 9 posts

Longest Tag: 128 characters

#we'll probably add more german in the future since my sister's partner is german and the two of them moved to berlin last summer

My Top Posts in 2022:

who’s you’re favourite strawhat?

Hmmm good question! Probably a tie between Nami and Usopp, aka the only two Strawhat in possession of both Common Sense and Working Survival Instincts xD

18 notes - Posted November 19, 2022

The introduction of the jury votes was a mistake and we should go back to public votes only U_U

27 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

Petition to ban the jury from ESC again so the contestants who actually understand what Eurovision is about can actually make it to the finals

33 notes - Posted May 14, 2022

Watashitachi wa shinjidai no kaizoku desu (and the seas are ours)

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Summary:

The long-awaited sequel to Watashitachi wa Roger Kaizoku desu (we still stand proud) is finally out!

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Buggy’s brain short-circuits.

“The New World?” he barely manages to keep his voice to an angry whisper instead of the outraged yell that piece of information really deserves. “They haven’t even been at sea for a year! Even the other Supernovas have at least that under their belt! The Strawhats have barely half of that!”

“We’re not letting them do that, right?” he asks, more for confirmation than anything else.

“Hell no.”

“Over my dead body.”

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In which Dragon meets the PPA (pirate parent association) and maybe gets punched in the face for sending their kids Davy Jones knows where, multiple family reunions are happening, and Buggy is both too tired and not paid enough for this shit, but ends up involving himself anyway because they're just kids, damn it!

35 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Chapter 30: I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the ocean forever will beSummary:

“How are you so calm?” Ace asks in confusion. “We heard- you tried to kill them! Not that I blame you for that, definitely not, because Davy Jones knows I was ready to rush down there and kick their asses if Deuce hadn’t literally sat on me, but how can you be so fucking calm right now?”

Shanks smiles. It’s not a nice smile.

“Oh, I’m very much not,” he says amiably, ignoring the way the other Spades flinch slightly as he allows his Voice to reflect how he actually feels. “I am, in fact, furious. Really fucking furious, actually. And I still very much want to kill that sorry excuse for a doctor.“

“But-”

“But killing them now would be kinder than having them live with the consequences of their actions, as Buggy quite rightly pointed out to me. Even if the thought of sending them to Captain so he can deal with their bullshit is very tempting.”

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Soooo... here we are, after 3 and a half years, 30 chapters later, about 280 000 words in, this fic comes to an end. Not completely, as there are two sequels planned, but it is still an ending (and one you're probably going to yell at me for xD)

It has been a wild ride, not gonna lie. I never expected this fic to take off as it did, or for so many people to jump on the Buggy appreciation train! It's been terrifying and amazing, and none of that would have been possible without you all, so I really wanted to thank you for everything.

It's been three and a half years since I posted the first chapter of this fic, and I had no idea what would happen (it was supposed to be a short crack fic, Davy Jones damn it!)

And yet, here we are today, you and me and all of us, and I am so glad this happened. I met some of my best friends through this fic, got a whole bunch of amazing enablers on the discord server (you know who you are, and I adore you all), bettered my writing, got through some seriously though times, and always, always you all were here for me. Your comments have brightened so many of my darker days, and I cannot thank you enough for this.

So, here we are today, on the last chapter of *We still stand proud* but not on the last chapter of this story that now links us together.

If all goes well, the sequel should be out sometimes this summer (though no promises, as life can happen and disturb the best laid plans of mens and writers!) and we'll head into the Baltigo arc (Aka dumping the PPA - Pirate Parent Association - on top of Dragon) together!

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mittensmorgul · 3 years ago

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For anyone interested in long-term residence in the supernatural fandom, please have some observations I’ve made over the decade I’ve been here. Take it or leave it as you will, but I’ve found all of this info useful over the years I’ve been here.

I wrote this yesterday, and it achieved its mission of identifying the sort of folks who would react negatively to it (i.e. a lot of block lists have been updated), so now that it’s been edited for content, it’s going under a cut (because that is how we do things on tumblr in general, unless we have a deliberate purpose for annoying readers with excessively long text posts) for the sake of people who actually do care about the fandom and its history. If that’s not you or your reason for being here, then keep on keeping on with your own thing, I guess. For those who are interested, there’s a lot of fandom resources some of us have been building for years that you might enjoy knowing about.

First off, I’ve been informed by a few friends who’ve read through this for coherency’s sake that it sort of reads like a *shakes cane from porch* fandom grandma complaint, but honestly... I earned this rocking chair and goshdangit imma rock now. So apologies for any “back in my day” vibes or faint aroma of tiger balm this post might give off. Then again, it’s loosely based on a similar post from 2012 so like... time is a flat circle anyway I guess.

1. There is no such thing as “tumblr famous,” unless you’re referring to the hilarious and delightful fic of the same name (please go read it, you will cackle). Posting Hot Takes for imaginary Clout™ on this site is kind of pointless in the long run. Sure you can post solely for the sake of stirring shit and getting notes, but the majority of the folks who do aren’t long term residents of the fandom. They’re just tourists moving through our little beach town for spring break. If you’re actually intent on moving to this corner of the fandom for an extended stay, please bother to really feel out the permanent residents and understand the culture and general mood of the neighborhood. It bears no resemblance to whatever’s going on across town where all the bars and beach parities are happening, and those loud, drunken revelers are, again, gonna disappear back to their regular lives or on to the next party eventually. That doesn’t mean the fandom is dying, it’s just evolving.

(funny how I had several comments implying that I’m just trying to keep the fandom from evolving with this post, because I sincerely do want the fandom to continue on for years to come, and that is impossible without evolution. We can evolve without self-immolating, though. mostly i included point 1 for an excuse to push ancient but hilarious fanfic on you.)

2. Once you post something here, it’s been unleashed to the fandom winds. You never know where it will end up, or who will comment on it or add to it. Remember that time Misha tweeted the link to the Epic Cockles Love Story post? No? It was wild. That was 2012. They all know we’re here, and how to find us if they want to. Please don’t take it to their doorsteps.

Obviously if someone is being a dick on your posts, please feel free to block them, but the whole entire point of this site is to engage people with your posts. Being big mad that someone reblogged your post with comments or supporting evidence, or happy headcanons or “HECK THIS IS GREAT BECAUSE (insert personal story about their experience or whatever else made them Feel Things about your post)” is frankly ridiculous. If your goal is to avoid any sort of engagement with your posts, then maybe try instagram instead. From what I understand, there is a SPN fandom presence there, and nobody can tarnish your original posts with unwanted commentary. But the ability to reblog with additional commentary is a FEATURE of tumblr that builds community through conversation. Otherwise we’re all just talking to ourselves in a vacuum, and that’s what actually kills fandoms.

(and for the folks who just want to blog how they want to blog and don’t want people to engage on their posts at all, please feel free to block anyone you want, as well... nobody wants to step on your toes, but most of us also don’t want to walk on eggshells wondering if this post is one of the “do not add comments for any reason” sorts of posts, either. This is a huge fandom and most people can’t even begin to keep track of every creator and their url du jour, and what their personal rules might be regarding interaction with their content. Including a “please don’t add comments” note at the bottom of your posts-- and not in your tags that won’t even show up on reblogs, but in the actual body of the post-- would sincerely help avoid any awkward or unwanted interactions, too. At the end of the day, you are in control of your own fandom experience and the block button exists.

For the record, I block zero fandom blogs (which is why I posted this, I wanted it to reach a wide scope... refer to the opening paragraphs as to why).

3. Since this post was partly inspired by a tag I left on that post going around about how “previous tags” mean fuckall on this site (which you can read here), just a reminder that if you like someone’s tags or feel they add value to the post, part of the Peer Review structure of tumblr encourages you to PASTE THEM INTO A REBLOG. If you do this, then at least credit the person who actually wrote the tags! Don’t just copy someone else’s tags into your tags on your reblog of the post without credit either. They were not YOUR tags. (I have had this happen to tag rambles I wrote and someone else got credited with them on a subsequent reblog and it is FRUSTRATING). Just... don’t even bother to write “previous tags” because WHAT PREVIOUS TAGS?! Nobody is gonna bother to chase back the chain of reblogs trying to find where the mystery tags came from, friendos. That way lies madness.

(for the record, since some folks seemed to focus on this point solely, writing “previous tags” on a post isn’t inherently a BAD thing, but for anyone who actually is here for more than one-off shitposting, then it’s sort of a pointless thing in the long run. This wasn’t intended to suggest people who ARE here for one-off shitposting are bad or “doing it wrong,” but for people who might actually want to preserve that hilarious joke or insightful comment. People delete posts and entire blogs all the time around here. Links break. I get that the upcoming generation just shrugs at that and moves on with their lives, but heck... you don’t have to accept that all entertainment is disposable if you don’t want to. There’s a bizarre sort of nihilism plaguing us all about the impermanence of pretty much everything that feels like something we should be fighting against rather than buying into wholesale, even in our escapist entertainment. I’m just exhausted by the complete loss of joy in community.

*shouts from the peanut gallery* IT AIN’T THAT DEEP, JUST GET SOME FRESH AIR AND LOOK AT A PUPPY OR SOMETHING

Yes... yes it isn’t really that deep, but bigger picture in the state of reality we’re all entirely disillusioned with, are we supposed to just give up on everything, including the things we cling to because they bring us a tiny spark of hope that we’re not all just trapped in this dystopian nightmare and things might actually be worth living for?

*peanut gallery clinging to burnt husks of peanuts in a barren peanut field* but this is how we have chosen to cope

Okay... you do you... I feel bad for you but if that’s the case then this post is NOT FOR YOU. AND THAT’S FINE. I honestly do not care if you don’t care! I mean, I’m sorry anyone has to live in a world that drives them to that mindset, but I understand. This post is for anyone who might look at their lives and their choices and think “no wait, I unironically enjoy this and want more from the experience of that enjoyment than I’m currently feeling.” Everyone else can continue with their lives as usual.)

4. CONTENT THEFT IS NEVER OKAY. PERIOD. Things like “credit to the artist” or tagging gifs or images you found on pinterest as “not mine” isn’t actually credit. If you can’t source an image or gif set, DO NOT POST IT! We don’t REPOST (i.e. save an image and then create a new post with it as if it was our own creation). We REBLOG (click the little square arrows and reblog from the actual creator). That goes for gif sets, fanvids, screencaps, meta, fic... everything.

(hopefully everyone here already understands this one, but I felt compelled to include some “these are stupidly obvious” reminders anyway, since this is ostensibly some sort of advice column. This is the equivalent of the warning label on your toaster reminding you not to use it in the bath. Like... duh...)

5. Close kin of item 4 is SOURCE YOUR SHIT.

(for 100% disclosure purposes, I specifically discussed this one in this specific way because of an influx of anon ask messages I received in the wake of the finale. Literally the inciting incident for creating this entire post was what I can only assume was a joking ask about a comment Misha made at a con years ago. Someone actually bothered to take the time to type out those sentences to me. I have no idea what they were expecting in reply, or what could possibly motivate them to send this comment about something so entirely random from, again, several years ago. Just a joke? No idea, but whatever... it got me thinking that there might actually be people who are new to the fandom who MIGHT actually care about the fandom history, and maybe they just don’t know where to go for that info, or how to even begin searching through 16 years of history for things they might actually find enjoyment in, rather than just hauling random out of context garbage out on main and pointing and laughing about it now. People are actually allowed to care about things. It’s not cringeworthy to actually care about things, and you are not alone in actually caring, and there’s this whole big room over here full of people who are thrilled to share in that with you.��This post is intended FOR THOSE PEOPLE SPECIFICALLY, so if that is not you, please just continue walking by.)

Yes, I know lots of y’all are new around here right now, but dredging up stuff from years ago that fandom has completely debunked and presenting it as TRU FAX again is just exhausting. We’re not trying to be party poopers, but seriously, we have seen it all and are mostly done with extinguishing bags of flaming dog poop on our front porches for the umpteenth year in a row. I’ve seen a lot of posts that have the same tone as “I saw Goody Proctor dancing with the devil” or “I heard kylo ren has an eight pack” and just... the information is there for anyone who cares enough to find it.

This goes double for “why is nobody talking about this thing I just discovered while watching the show for the first time?!” And, oh hon, we have talked it all into the ground over the last fifteen years. We’re happy you’re discovering it again, but I promise we talked about it plenty when the episodes originally aired. We have such a rich meta history that lots of us have worked really hard to preserve. I encourage you to seek it out, if nothing else than as historical artifacts. The way we have discussed the show has been a 16-year evolution. People have written literal doctoral dissertations on this show. Your shitposts are fun! We love reliving our own experience through fresh eyes, and seeing your wonder at experiencing it all again for the first time! But y’all didn’t invent this fandom in the last six months, either.

Meta Sources and Minerals provided by our friendly neighborhood fandom archivist, @lets-steal-an-archive

Academic books and articles about SPN

A collection of Meta Essays going back to s1 and organized by topic (all of this has happened before, all of it will happen again)

SPN Heavy Meta Archive (s1-3)

Mel’s Dreamwidth archive of meta (s1-12)

Oranges8hands Dreamwidth archive of meta (s1-15, with many similar entries to Mel’s... though ymmv on viewpoint in a lot of these too)

Anyone remember Fandom Wank? Not the concept but the actual LJ... No? Okay have a link to SPN topics that ended up there. Through 2013. We have seen so much... including several fandom containment breaches.

for all your art sourcing needs, please see @theroadsofararchive, the repository for so much fandom art.

need to find a gif of something? canonspngifs is a vast repository of gifsets of the entire series. If the gif you want to use in your post happens to be the first gif in the gifset, in the tumblr gif finder thingy just paste the permalink to that post from canonspngifs (which is easily searchable by episode, character, location, situation, quotes, and sometimes even color and clothing items the actors are wearing... it’s really well organized, especially for tumblr >.>) and the first gif will be automatically linked with credit to the gif creator attached. It makes life easy that way. It’s also convenient when trying to remember something specific but can’t remember what episode it’s from. I’ve used the site to jog my memory before going to the superwiki armed with more specific search results to find episode quotes and references. Or sometimes I just scroll through all the nice gifs for fun, too.

Need a screencap of something and know exactly which episode it’s from? Try Home of the Nutty. You might not find the exact screencap you’re looking for, but they have a complete set of caps of every episode, and it’s an incredibly useful resource for quick reference checks and the like. Just give pages a chance to fully load before clicking on the next one. The site is easily overloaded, but it’s still free to use (and again, with credit... Pretty much every screencap on my entire blog is from HotN unless otherwise credited).

As you can see, this is a fandom built on preserving our history. You absolutely are not required to engage with any of this if that’s not of interest to you, but I can only assume that there are people who would be interested in it if only they knew it existed and how to find it. Well, now they do.

6. A few more notes on tags, and how they work on tumblr. The first 20 tags on your ORIGINAL posts are searchable sitewide, so if you want to be able to find something again, tag that thing first before going on general tag rambles. The only place tags on reblogs are searchable is on your own blog. So you don’t have to put 50 tags trying to get a post seen if it’s a reblog. You’re just spitting into the wind at that point. If you have a filing system for finding things again, then by all means add those tags (again, in the first 20, so they’re searchable), but you don’t need to tag a reblog “destiel” and “deancas” and “dean” and “cas” and “dean x cas” or whatever. Pick one for your personal blog’s filing system, that’s all you need.

(this was only added because tagging and searching on this site is so very broken... I get that a lot of folks don’t care about ever searching their own blogs again for anything, so this one only really applies if you do often find yourself trying to find old posts. If not, then it’s not really relevant. It took me years to work out a decent tagging system, and at the beginning of my time here I never thought I’d end up camping out here for a decade and falling this deep into the fandom, and I regretted my lack of consistent tags only years later when I realized I actually wanted to be able to go back and find specific old posts again. So... for anyone who wants to err on the side of caution, working out a sensible tagging system really helps if you’re here for the long term. I personally tag content by episode, because some of my other general tags are so large as to be practically useless as a search term. But whatever system you choose to file stuff on your own blog, it really only has to make sense to you. And again, if this is pointless advice for someone who has no intention of settling here for the long term. Please feel free to ignore it. I just wish someone had explained it this way to me ten years ago and saved me the hassle of retroactively tagging something like 30k posts... especially now that using the mass tag replacer is the fastest way to get your entire blog deleted... oops? so yeah, don’t use the mass tag replacer either >.>)

7. Tags on Tumblr DO NOT WORK LIKE TAGS ON TWITTER. If you @ someone in the body of the post, it will show up in their notifications (if they’re the sort of person who even checks their notifications... not all of us do. For the record, I generally don’t...), but putting actor or ship names in the tags on a tumblr post does absolutely nothing. It’s not the same as tagging the actor’s twitter account in a tweet. Nobody’s getting notifications about you tagging a post about Jensen here as “Jensen Ackles.” There is a difference. Please learn it. (and don’t take headcanons and ESPECIALLY RPF or otherwise explicit art or fic from tumblr to twitter and tag the actors in it. That’s just... not okay.)

(I have seen the pearl clutchers getting all in a huff about the mere existence of RPF or even explicit content of fictional characters if it doesn’t meet their purity standards, but tagging those things allows people who don’t want to see it to actively avoid that content here. Nobody has a right to tell people their fictional content shouldn’t exist at all, or that creators of that fictional content somehow deserve harassment or threats for having dared to create such “immoral” content, won’t somebody PLEASE think of the children... and no... you do not do that here. Don’t be the problematic behavior you wish to ban from the world. Learn to use tags to protect yourself from, as i have attempted to emphasize here, fictional content you are personally upset by. That’s a you problem, not a problem for the creators of potentially upsetting content that they tag appropriately for.)

8. General formatting stuff: If you’re writing long text posts, visually break them up so people aren’t faced with one long wall of text. The enter key is your friend. Also, if you put long text posts under a Read More break and send people to your blog to finish reading, please ensure that your blog is actually visually accessible (tiny text, or light grey text on a dark grey background, or a visually busy background might be aesthetically pleasing to you but nobody can actually read it. Loads of folks won’t even try. Which is great if you don’t actually care whether people are able to appreciate your content or not, but something to at least consider if you *do* actively want to encourage engagement with your work. Confirm how your blog looks on both mobile and desktop and make sure it’s actually functional in both, too).

And since I mentioned that most of my experience on fandom tumblr has been in the SPN fandom, here’s a bit of a reminder for folks who are new around here. With the reminder that I have been here more than a decade and still feel like a newbie myself sometimes...

This is an OLD FANDOM. There are many, many people who have been at this longer than some of you have been alive. The average age for creators in this fandom is older than you think (I think of my friends in their 30′s as young’ins okay? okay). With that understood, you are responsible for the content you consume and are exposed to. Curate your experience. Ship and let ship. YKINMKATOK. Don’t deliberately expose yourself to content you find upsetting for whatever reason. Tags and warnings are your friends, not targets for you to attack in some sort of purity war. People will ship things you do not like (or in specific ways you do not like), will say things you do not agree with, and will find their happiness in things you abhor. That is not your concern. Find what you do like, and support and engage with it, and ignore (or block, or unfollow) the rest. Tumblr has a feature that lets you blacklist tags so the content you’re trying to avoid won’t appear on your dash.

Remember the paradox of tolerance.

It is not your job in fandom to police how other people enjoy the fandom. It’s not *my* job to police how *you* enjoy the fandom, UNLESS your enjoyment is in actively harming other real human beings in the fandom. If you don’t like their take on the character or the show or the plotlines or their ships or anything else, you don’t need to engage with their posts at all! The necessary corollary to this is that clarifying misunderstandings or correcting factual misinformation is not “policing.”

(this is where the peanut gallery reminds me it ain’t that deep, and I plead with them to put down the social media and find just one (1) thing to actually believe in in this godforsaken life, find something other than disdain and cynicism and spite to live for. If those things motivate you to find a larger cause for yourself, then great, use them to your advantage, but use them to find something that makes you a better person or brings you a modicum of joy and connection to your fellow human beings despite living in a dystopian hellscape of a world)

I have seen a lot of posts lately that are founded on the sort of authority that comes with “I watched through tumblr for a few months and then watched the last three episodes of the series” and as such are just... missing the larger context of the entire show, and are unfounded entirely in canon. I 100% appreciate the new enthusiasm for the fandom that we’ve been living in here for years, and it’s wonderful to see new people enjoying the thing we love. Your headcanons are valid, you are valid, but recognize that your headcanons aren’t canon. All of us finale denialists have accepted this in some measure, so we feel you. We truly, truly feel you. But regarding actual canon, we have a resource for that: the Superwiki. Learn it, live it, love it, as Metatron would say.

(which you could discover he said in 10.17 Inside Man, thanks to the superwiki! accept no substitutes!)

(and again, there have been people who have been involved in fandom for years who haven’t engaged with canon in years, either! You can play in this universe however you choose, BUT FOR PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT CANON AT ALL, WHICH I AM AGAIN POINTEDLY SAYING MIGHT NOT BE YOU, READER, AND I’M NOT SUGGESTING YOU ARE WRONG FOR NOT WANTING TO ACTUALLY ENGAGE WITH CANON, but if you DO want to engage with canon, please have some useful resources. Why do people feel personally attacked by being presented a list of helpful resources? Absolutely baffling.)

(also: words have definitions. “Canon” is a specific thing, meaning in this case “the finished media product that aired on television.” Anything beyond those limits is secondary canon (think: john’s journal, which is not canon but canon adjacent at best...), word of god (i.e stuff said by the writers and showrunners), or headcanon (which includes actor commentary-- they may have helped create the show with their acting choices and whatever, but they are not in control of the story overall). If there’s something you dislike about actual canon, you can reject it and supplement it with your own theories or preferred outcomes-- that’s basically what fanfic is-- but that doesn’t make your theories canon (much to all our dismay, that’s just not how any of this works. This is not to invalidate how anyone engages with the show or the fandom, just trying to clarify what seems to have been a source of unintentional misunderstandings. Your theories do not have to be “canon” to be legitimate interpretations.)

***I am setting this section apart, and did make a separate post of just this following information, because this is where we go from being relatively chill about different parts of fandom choosing to interact in different ways and you do you and blog however you want, to “hey can everybody please understand that the way you are interacting with this specific material might be harmful for specific legal reasons, and stating that you do not care about the consequences of your actions does actively make you the asshole here...” Okay, now that we have that understood:

The spnscripthunt collective has been steadily acquiring new scripts (which are posted in full on the superwiki for everyone to enjoy, for free). The language around how some folks are talking about these scripts is... concerning. For very real legal reasons, actually, and not because we’re feeling precious about the collection and don’t wike it when meanies use them in shitposts.

-First off, these scripts are not “leaks.” They are all verified and legally purchased (or gifted, in some cases, but still acquired entirely above board. we didn’t whack anyone over the head in a back alley for these scripts, or swipe them out of someone’s trailer on set).

(in case anyone was unaware, these scripts are the copywritten protected property of Warner Brothers. So yes, how we use them and share them with the fandom could have legal repercussions. We present them as a collected resource of fandom history which SHOULD fall under Fair Use doctrine, but this is untested legal water. Insinuating that the scripts are somehow not entirely legally obtained, or that posting them for public access involved less than 100% transparent and entirely legal transactions is incredibly concerning.

Once again for the peanut gallery, if you don’t care about any of that and are just having a good time with it, at least be mindful of the work and expense a large group of people have gone through to acquire and present the content you’re all too eager to exploit for cheap thrills. Some of us do actually care and are not exactly comfortable with the fact that others don’t seem to care about burning it all to the ground. We can’t force you to listen or behave as we’d hope you might, but at least be aware of the potential consequences of your actions. All we’re asking is for you to not be the douchebag who sets the whole neighborhood on fire with your illegal fireworks display. Is that too much to ask for? more on that in a second, first... a psa)

-If you see a script for sale and are unsure if it’s legit (or believe it might already be freely available in our collection), please feel free to ask us for advice. Our goal is to make as much of our fandom history available to the entire fandom, and we absolutely do not want anyone shelling out money for stuff you can already find for free.

(seriously, we’ve seen a bunch of resellers cropping up selling printed versions of the scripts we bought and uploaded for everyone to enjoy free of charge, or scripts that are otherwise of dubious origin. We’ve been at this for years now and know what’s actually out there. We don’t want anyone to fall for a scam if we can help it)

-Also, the usual reminder that the scripts we acquire ARE NOT NECESSARILY THE FINAL SHOOTING DRAFTS. In fact, the majority of scripts in our collection are NOT. Changes are made daily to scripts, even during filming. Comparing a Production Draft (white pages, effectively the first “final draft” of what usually becomes a series of drafts before filming wraps) to a much later revision (say... green or goldenrod revisions, several of which we DO have in our collection for comparison) and how those earlier drafts often differ wildly from the aired version versus how similar a much later green draft is to the aired version, for example, can teach you a lot about the television writing process. The link above to the superwiki scripts page has a nice little explainer about how this process works.

Differences between our posted scripts (many of which are white drafts, aka FIRST complete drafts, which will likely go through multiple rounds of revisions before filming even begins) and the aired version of the show are not all “acting choices” or a director or editor just cutting whole scenes on a whim. It’s insulting to everyone involved in production to suggest that’s the case.

(and yeah, fine... whatever, make any sort of posts you like regarding how those changes came about, but at the very least understand that it’s not actually the truth about how any of this works. Don’t care that that’s not the truth and want to make the posts anyway because shitposting is fun and that’s the extent of your sense of humor? FINE! You’re entitled to do that! But at least you DO know the truth now, and hopefully so do the people who engage with your posts. Deliberate ignorance isn’t cute, smooth lions notwithstanding)

There’s probably a whole other post to be made on fandom tagging etiquette, but again I don’t really use the tags enough to know what’s going on with that whole situation. I’ve also probably left a lot of stuff out, so please feel free to add things I’ve overlooked.

Thanks also to @trisscar368 and @thayerkerbasy for help compiling this, too. They were kind enough to escort me through the park to feed these pigeons. Now I need to take them out for ice cream. :’D

So I guess welcome to the neighborhood. Make yourself at home, but like... try not to trash the place while you’re here. Some of us live here by choice, lol.

#this blue hellsite (affectionate)#fandom problems #kinda wish i'd made this post six months ago but here we are i guess lol #long post #now edited for the people who are actually personally invested in the fandom #thanks for participating in this little experiment and I hope this version is actually informative to those who are interested #meaning there's a lot more links to stuff and explainers and whatnot...#and one last reminder that for folks just swinging through for laughs absolutely none of this applies to you #if you are legit interested in fandom history and preservation as we move to the post-canon world then hopefully this is useful to you

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A continuation, and finale, of the last chapter. Fair warning, this is a ⚠lemon⚠ one-shot. As always, don't read if you're not okay with this stuff. This is the longest one shot I have ever written. 💀

Another warning, this one is gonna get kinky. But hey, we all love porn with plot, it's the build up before the smut.

Don't say I didn't warn you, folks!

By the way, I'm planing on making this long chapter. Enjoy!

Well, that was interesting.

After what happened that night in the desert, Sora had hoped that Jotaro forgot about what traspired between them. I mean, he was acting like nothing had happened, and that was fine. Sora was cool with that. At the moment, she wasn't completely ready to talk about what happened. She felt almost embarrassed by it.

Was he serious about sharing a room with her? Or did Jotaro just say that to scare her? Oh God the things he could do to her... Now that was just Sora's dirty mind talking.

She had to quickly shake off the thought as the crusaders had a move-on. They had to reach civilisation and stock up. Sora and Polnareff couldn't agree more there, they were both running out of hair spray and the suitable kind of shampoo. Unlike Jotaro and Kakyoin, the two felt like they were too good for the 'two in one' shampoo. So better get both a shampoo and a hair conditioner too, just in case!

The group had found themselves in a mall, which was odd enough, but it won't be questioned. The mal existed for plot convenience. "Alright everyone, listen up." Joseph spoke up clapping his hands, capturing the attention of the entire group. "Split up into pairs and go off. Buy anything you need and we'll be meeting back here in two hours before heading back to the hotel. Did I make myself clear?"

The instructions were simple enough, so everyone nodded. Joseph of coarse paired up the Avdol, leaving the teenagers and Polnareff to decide among themselves. You can only assume how that went. "Jotaro and Kakyoin, you two can go off together. I'll stick with chère Sora over here." the Frenchman said gesturing over at the teenage girl who gave him a weird look, raising an eyebrow up at him. "The petite dame should have a big and strong man there to protect her. She's très fragile, after all."

"Sure Polnareff, sure." Kakyoin answered sarcastically, crossing his arms over his chest "She could hand your ass back to you with ease if she wanted to, and we all know it." while the redhead made his remark the teenager next to him couldn't help but only faintly smile at the exchange.

As if to add salt to the wound Kakyoin created, the girl butted in with a burn of her own. "I don't see a big strong man anywhere as far as I'm concerned." Sora mumbled under her breath and snorted, rolling her eyes at Polnareff's attempt to be a man in her eyes. Much to the silver haired man's dismay, his charm did not reach her. "Nice try Frenchie, but I'm going alone. I don't need some dude following me around while I shop for female necceseties. Later, gentlemen." she quickly said before turning around.

Kakyoin shook his head disapprovingly at the girl. Although he was amused by her remark, he held up a serious expression. "Sora, you can't just go off on your own like that. Mister Joestar made it clear that we need to be in pairs, safety in numbers after all."

"I'll be fiiine, besides, what creep would attack me while I'm busy buying underwear-?" "Too much info. Sora!" "And that's why I don't want any of you boys coming along with me. Adieu." She spun in her heels and was about to turn around and leave, when a hand was placed over her shoulder. A firm and strong hand, halting her in her place.

Sora scoffed in annoyance "Didn't I already make it clear that I don't want any one of you three losers tagging along-" she began, pretty much ready to tell whoever just grabbed get. However, she froze up realising it was Jotaro who was holding her back from running off. She did not expect that from him.

At all.

"Tch, you're all being annoying." he grunted lowering his hat down to cover his narrowed eyes that leered down at the brunette who was clearly out to get into trouble by just walking off somewhere on her own. "I'll be going with her, end of discussion. Now scram."

Kakyoin was pretty quick to agree, being the great wingman that he was, he dragged the protesting Polnareff. "Oh come on, how come Jotaro always gets to-" "Now's too late to complain Polnareff, let's go." "Buuut Kakyoiiiiin-"

The two teenagers were left alone with one another, they were left alone and a silence just washes over them and awkward silence that Sora had to break. Much to her dismay, she spoke up. "Oh well... I hope you don't mind standing outside while I pick new garments for myself..?" she asked awkwardly.

Low-key, she wasn't completely opposed to Jotaro being her tag-along. Yet at the same time, it felt worse then being stuck with Polnareff.

Jotaro seemed to catch on, shuffling awkwardly and removing his hand off of Sora's shoulder "Oh... You weren't bluffing when you said you needed to..." his voice trailed off, seemingly he was unable to finish that sentence. Go figure, for someone so blunt and straightforward, Jotaro seemed too embarrassed to say 'underwear' in front of a girl.

Sora rolled her eyes at the tall boy "Duh, why would I bluff about something so important?" she answered, as much as she wanted to sound like she was genuine, her tone came off as sarcastic more then anything. "Come on now, I don't want to stand around all day." the brunette waved him over and continued onwards.

The tall teenager didn't hesitate to follow after her, walking a step behind her as he sized her up. Only then did he notice how her hair curved up at the point pass her shoulders, the uniquely embroidered 'Aoi' in the back of her varsity jacket, her long legs, and then finally the odd pair of heeled, ankle high boots.

Next to her, Jotaro looked like her bodyguard. He himself did know that Sora was stronger then what she presented herself to be, not as strong as him, but still pretty strong. If she wasn't a capable stand user she wouldn't be here with them.

"So, what's the real reason you wanted to pair up with me over Polnareff or Kakyoin?" She questioned, the brunette quirked up an eyebrow at the tall teen. She craned her neck up and looked at him from over his shoulder. When it seemed like she caught him staring, Jotaro looked away. "Your reply better not be some half-assed lie."

It seemed like Sora was not having any of his excuses, she wanted to know what was really going on trough his head. A grunt left Jotaro as he lowered his hat over his eyes, not daring to meet her gaze. "It's botheresome, the way he talks to you. It annoys me how you just allow him talk to you as if you're some delicate flower." he stated bluntly.

"So, you're jelaous." Sora concluded looking back in front of herself. "I didn't expect you to like me so much, Kujo." she teases, a smirk spreading over her lips.

Jotaro growled, irritated. "I don't, it just annoys me."

"Suuuure, suuuure Kujo." The girl said sarcastically "And I own a creepy collection of porcelain ponies."

"Don't push your luck Aoi, I still forgotten what I said last night."

Sora's breath hitched, but she shook the feeling crawling up her spine before it could put her in a flustered state. Just what was he planning to do with her? "Whatever Kujo." she carelessly brushed his remark under the rug.

Arriving at a shop specifically there to sell womens garments, you'd think Jotaro wouldn't feel comfortable going in there, but no. He went straight into the shop with Sora, so shame at all. He ignored the looks other women of all ages shopping there gave him, Jotaro was more focused on the look of embarrassment that appeared on Sora's face. This amused him greatly. "I thought I asked you to stand outside while I shop here." she whisper-yelled.

"I don't need to lsten to you." Jotaro stated bluntly, smirking dow at her as they walked into an isle "Besides, you'd take too long if you went in alone, I'm giving you a hand here."

"I dont need your help Kujo." Sora hissed, turning away from him.

His hand landed on her shoulder, Jotaro leaned down and whispered to her "And you're not taking me seriously enough, so I'll make you take me seriously." just as fast as he leaned in, while his words sunk into her head, he backed out and turned to check out the differently coloured sets of matching underwear. As nice as velvety red or silky white undergarments looked, Jotaro found himself intrigued by the black lacy set. He could see her wearing something like this.

He took the hanger off the pole it was hanging on, took a second to observe it and then he thrust it against Sora's chest and into her arms "There, done." he said.

"What, Kujo-" Sora stumbled over her words as she looked down at the sexy set of underwear that was given to her. Her mom would have probably killed her if she found out Sora bought something like this for herself, then again, her mom wasn't here and she didn't have to know.. She blushed furiously and shot him a glare. "Are you for real? I can't just buy this, I'm not some-" "Why not?" "B-because this pair is not something you'd wear for over a few hours, a-at least not something I'd wear for long-"

"Good, in that case you can buy it, it won't be staying on you for long anyway." That blunt statement left Sora even ore flustered, then again, she was into it. He was taking charge over the situation and she was all for it. He was being so dominant. Were they going to get kinky? Yes.

"Okay, okay, whatever, I'll get it but I still need proper underwear for the trip." "Do you want me to pick those out for you too?" "No- Absolutely not! End of discussion."

~~~King~~Crimson~~~

After several hours of the two spending together, Jotaro making suggestive comments and Sora just turning into jello over the couse of the entire day, the managed to find an inn to stay at. But not before stopping to have dinner, during wich Sora decided to get cheeky and get her payback. It was the classic case of her brushing up against him under the table. She was going to get it

You'd be surprised how little convincing it took for Joseph to allow Jotaro to room with Sora. As soon as the two arrived at their shared room, you can guess that the door was locked and Sora was slammed back-first into the nearest wall.

"You can be such a bitch to deal with sometimes." Jotaro's husky voice reached Sora's ears as she was caged by his arms slamming against either side of her head. His eyes leering down at the girl as he leaned down to whisper near her ear. His breath tickled her skin and caused it to prickle up. "That's why tonight I'll make you into my bitch, you got too cocky with me today and now I'll have to put you in your place."

"I'll start by having you taker accountability for your actions." He grabbed her by the wrist and guided her hand from his torso, down to the seat of his pants. Forcing her to palm his, very clearly, hardened member. Heat rose up in both thair faces, a light groarn left Jotaro's lips from something cold being applied to his heated area. "You're responsible for it, so you'll help me get rid of it. We won't be done until I'm satisfied. Understood?"

While Sora could just meekly nod, she was still feeling confident. "Oh really now?" she inquired, she still had some cockiness in her. If she dispursed all of it out, who knows, maybe he'd go rougher on her. She was looking the dynamic being set up, clearly both of them were sexually frustrated and needed to get off somehow. Luckily, the teenagers had eachother.

With a surge of confidence, she did more then just palm him, tracing her fingers up and down over what she could feel trough his pants she took it nice and slow before suddenly giving him a firm squeeze. The surprised gasp and the way his face shifted as him almost melted under her touch pleased her to no end. She figuratively had his dick in a vice, despite being the one who was getting cornered.

She could probably flip this this situation over his head and be the one to take charge, allas, she was feeling like being a bratty bottom.

"You're pushing your luck Aoi." Jotaro groaned out. Just moments beforehand, he was afraid to lay a hand on her, but not anymore. They made it clear to eachother that they had the same plan on mind, a plan to fuck eachother.

"What, I'm just talking accountability." Sora teased, gasping once she felt both of his hands on her shoulders. "That face you made was pretty cute too." In record breaking speed her varsity jacket was dropped onto the floor, leaving Jotaro to then move his hands down her exposed arms, onto her torso and then slip under the fabric of her turtleneck.

His fingertips glazed over her cold skin and went all the way up until he could feel the lacy fabric of the bra from the set he had her buy "So you did put it on." he taunted.

"I figured I'd surprise you with it." She shot back sassily, looking up so she could meet his gaze. His eyes were so gorgeous, they really did remind her of the ocean.

Dark and familiar, as deep as the sea. (Does anyone get lyric reference from a specific musical I put there?)

With their eyes locking, there was nothing stopping them from tearing eachothers clothes off. In an blink of an eye they have stripped eachother of everything but their undergarments and the clothes discarded on the floor led to them finding themselves making out on the edge of one of the room's two double beds.

As much as the two wanted to rush it, they were still getting the feel of eachother. While straddling him, Sora was getting a better feel of his warm skin in contrast to hers. While he was planting kisses and leaving bites along her neck her fingers traced the birthmark at the back of his neck. Pleasant shivers ran down her spine at the feeling of his lips against her skin while his deaf hands were holding her hips still.

Meanwhile for Jotaro, it was like holding onto an ice cube, however it was still rather pleasant. He found himself enjoying the quiet and submissive sounds that came out of her each time he left a kiss or a bite on her neck. It seemed to be a part of her body full of sensitivity and he was exploiting it. He was so lost in adoring her in love bites that once she spoke up, he was snapped out of his daze of a daydream.

"I-I thought you said you were going to put me in my place, not make love to me." her voice came out as a breath, one of her hand tantalizingly finding it's way down his bare torso. Feeling up his toned chest with delight. "You're being too gentle." she huffed.

Without a warning she scooted her hips closer to his and gave one firm thrust forward "Do what you said you'd do and make me your bitch." she demanded in a low whine, pressing her chest up against his. She could feel him twitch against her trough his boxers "Touch me more Kujo."

"Aoi." he grunted, deciding to take the initiative pulled her closer to him. The arousal between the two was so clear, you could even faintly smell it. He buried his face into her neck while one of his hands reached up and gripped onto her hair while the other wrapped around her torso. Holding her in place. "Fine, seeing you're so fucking thirsty for it, I'll let you have it." he growled out.

A ghostly hand pulled at the fabric of her panties that covered her womanhood, it was pushed aside to reveal her sensitive core to the open air. "You're already so wet, tch." he huskily whispered into her ear, feeling her knees tremble and seeing how she herself began holding onto him instead. His hands were the ones to get to work, one slipping up her bra while the other went all the way down to her dripping core. "I wasn't wrong in assuming that you'd turn out to be just another annoying slut." he stated, the hand going under her bra harshly cupped over one of her breasts.

Pinching one of her hardened nubs with one hand as he used the fingers of his other to circle her clit and entrance, drawing out moans and whimpers out of the girl. They aroused him to no end. "But lucky you Aoi, you're tolerable enough to actually get this far." he stated gruffly before plunging half of his index finger into her quivering hole, to his surprise the inside was warm and soft. He was going to drill into her to no end.

"F-fuck you Kujo." Sora whimpered against his skin. Sticking her tongue out as he then began to pump his finger in and out of her, he was way more efficient then when she'd do it to herself. A moan escaped her and she nuzzled into his neck.

"Wasn't that the plan all along, hmm?" Jotaro taunted her before having his middle finger join in on the fun, stretching out the ever so dampened cavity "That little pussy of yours is basically sucking on my fingers. Just you wait until I stretch you out ever further with my dick."

Hearing Sora gasp and suddenly feeling her inner walls clench caused a dark chuckle to come from him "Oh? Come on now. Are you actually getting off on that? You are going to squirt from my fingers and dirty talk alone?" he inquired her before plunging both fingers in deep into her one more time before pulling them out of her. This earned an annoyed groan of disapproval from Sora. "I should have known you were a hopeless pervert Aoi."

"God, just fuck me already Kujo." the brunette demanded, he got her all horned up and impatient. She wanted him, she needed him. The teasing treatment he has been giving her this far has broken to be too torturous to handle by this point. "Or are you all bark and no bite?" she challenged, wanting to push him further.

Jotaro scoffed and rolled his eyes at her demands "Impatient bitch." she was trying to get cheeky again. Of coarse he was all for it, it gave him a good excuse for what was about to ensue. "Fine. Let's remove the unwanted leverage while at it then." he grunted out, a pair of ghostly hands went to fumble with Sora's bra hooks while he himself completely slipped her panties off.

He did always wonder how hooked bras worked. He was still a teenager after all.

Sora gasped for air, still rather out if breath from his ministration on her, it made her feel so dizzy as a result. A shiver ran up her spine as she felt herself suddenly fully exposed to the air around her. Her garments were disposed of and dropped onto the floor. The girl was going to make a smart-ass remark but stopped herself as she felt the tip of his member, now freed from his boxers, prodding against her entrance.

She squeaked in surprise, her grip around him only tightening. That thing is going to split her in half. She was so small compared to him.

Sora swallowed a lump in her throat, feeling a bit nervous. The feeling bubbled inside her stomach as she lifted her head up a bit. "Jojo..." She mewled near his ear, this was the first time since she met him, that she called him by that nickname.

Jotaro couldn't help but chuckle at her submissive display, she was so small when pressed against him. She was actually kinda cute, he was almost afraid that he might end up crushing her on accident. "I won't push it in don't worry- after all, it's not going to suck itself, Aoi." he purred, nipping onto her shoulder. "You know what to do, don't you? Be a good girl and put that smart mouth to use."

Sora scoffed "Oh I will, but you better not complain about your dick being cold." she shot back sassily, she leaned in and roughly stole a quick kiss from his lips, even biting his lower lip before she found herself slipping out of his lap and getting in between his legs. "If we are to be honest, you're the biggest dick I ever cross, figuratively."

Jotaro snorted in amusement at her remark "Try not to talk too much, you might choke on it." he said placing a hand over the back of her head.

"How charming..." Sora remarked as a reply to Jotaro's comment. She smirked as her hand found its way wrapping around his shaft. Instantly starting to softly rub over it. Her thumb mostly focusing on the tip "Don't flatter yourself Kujo. You're an average at best." sue huffed, he was actually the FIRST dick she ever came across, in a literal sense.

Like hell she'd actually know what an 'average' dick one would look like.

He inhaled sharply the moment her cool hand wrapped around his shaft, suppressing a shiver from the chill. He'd have to get used to this sooner or later, and he wasn't bothered by that prospect. What made him shiver, though, was her cold breath along his skin. "Call me by my name-call me by my name, just for tonight-" he breathed out, biting his lower lip to suppress any reaction that might give his depleting composure away as a result of the attention she was giving him.

This was going to be fun.

"Oh? Alright then, Jotaro~" Sora purred, the brunette chuckled as her hand moved in a jerking motion over the shaft. Her fingers pressed and rubbed over the sensitive nerves, she was loving the reactions she was getting out of him. In a way, yeah, it was a turn on, but she also found it cute as well. "In that case, I want you to do the same for me, just to make it fair.

The fact he was getting like this because of her was rather rewarding.

She stuck her tongue out and flicked it over the tip of his dick. The brunettes eyes gazed up at the dark haired teen, licking up the shaft and around the tip. Licking it up like a lolipop. She didn't take up much time teasing him, she took it straight to the point by inserting the tip into her mouth.

Jotaro's sea-green eyes remained trained on Sora as she began her work, only meekly nodding his head at her demand. No doubt she got inspiration from the books she liked to read.

His breaths were steady at first as she began to stroke him up and down. Her kisses helped quicken his breath the further down she got before he lost it entirely for a moment her tongue met the head. "Sora" He let out a pleased groan, the sound reverberating in his chest.

The way he said her name caused the girl to visibly shudder.

He sharply inhaled once more once she took the tip into her mouth, a shaky sigh coming out of him as a result. One of his hands went up to the top of her head and began running through the strands along her scalp. He wanted to have a steady grip on her while she did her thing. "You're good at this, I'll give you that." he breathed out gruffly slowly but surely he was coming undone before her.

Sora stared up at him feeling amused, she hummed in approval before swirling her tongue around his dick, lapping at the tip and all around. She also began to bob her head down his length, taking in the amount she felt confident with. Her tongue trailed up the side of it, her eyes had a hazy look in them.

She took a long breath through her nose as her head bobed upwards, and exhaled as she brought it back down. It was like sucking and licking a popsicle, just much bigger and without the fruity taste. She brought her head up to where she'd hold his tip up to her lips before engulfing it once again.

Sora's mouth was utter heaven to Jotaro and his eyes nearly rolled back from the feeling of her almost deepthroating him. The intensity of pleasure he was feeling was something he could not have comprehended before and he sure as hell didn't expect it to be so intense either. It felt better then he could have imagined. It was simply divine and he could feel his mind starting to haze over.

It took his all not to push her head down further, or to start thrusting into her mouth. He was so tempted to though, and one particular descent with her mouth almost made him do so.

Then again, what was stopping him from acting out those urges?

All the while, his fingers ran through her hair, at one point giving it a light tug just because. At the back of his mind, he didn't want to end up hurting her at all, and her actions made him want to act up.

"Fucking hell, Sora-" He groaned out her name, unable to resist the urge, which caused his hips to twitch, causing him to thrust into her mouth once.

Sora was starting to basically zone out into a daze like state while bobing her head up and down until she suddenly felt him thrust his hips into her mouth during one of her descents. The sudden jerky movement caused her breath to hitch and her eyes to flutter shut. She almost choked on his length as a result. The brunette decided to encourage him by forcing more of him into her mouth, a moan of approval escaped her throat.

With her tongue rubbing up the sides of his dick, she was carefully taking more and more of him in as she went on with bobing her head, just checking to see just how much of him she could really take before she herself would start choking.

She didn't want to push herself, but damn, when she felt him go further down, she was all for it. She wanted more.

The next time she went up she had him completely slip out of her mouth, her lips pressing against the tip she showered it with small kisses. "Jojo..." she said in a breathy moan between kisses "Do it again~" the brunette encouraged him, before taking him into her mouth once again, her focus now on what she was doing as she began to bob her head once again, but this time it wasn't as fast as her focus was mostly on sucking him off.

Jotaro was surprised that Sora actually liked that. He would have thought it would be painful for her, considering his size compared to her. But if her moan was anything to go by, she enjoyed it. the girl was full of surprises.

He could see her calculating how much of him she could take in before it became too painful. It was a good reference for him as well, and his eyes widened just a fraction when he saw just how much she was able to go down. "Shit Sora, I didn't think you'd have it in you. You're taking so much of me into that pretty little mouth, clever girl~"

He shivered a bit when he felt her remove her mouth, the air around feeling like it had been cooler than her mouth. When she asked him to do it more, he was all for it. Once she'd placed her mouth back on him, he slowly began thrusting up into her mouth, his grip on her head tightening. It helped relieve his urge to start moving and he relaxed a bit.

Sora herself was pretty surprised just how much she was able to take in without gaging. She sure as hell didn't expect to be this good at it, she did feel proud over the fact that she was making him feel good. She opened her eyes to take a small peek at him and by God, the expression on his face was quite a turn on. And he was like that all because of her.

A pleased humm left her throat, her breath hitched and her eyes couldn't help but flutter closed once she felt him start to move his hips. Feeling him slide in and out of her mouth gave her a chance to move her tongue around more as she pleasured him, rubbing off the sensitive nerves around his dick with her tongue.

The brunnete moaned against his shaft while carefully breathing in and out, she didn't want to accidentally end up choking our couching while he was still inside of her mouth. A small bit of saliva trailed down the side of her lips, while he held onto her head she held onto his tighs just to support herself. She did enjoy it when he was like this, while he wasn't necessarily rough, it was a good start.

Sora's mouth was utterly divine, and Jotaro couldn't get enough of it. Thanks to him taking the reins on the thrusting, she was more able to concentrate on using her tongue along his shaft. He let out a pleased groan, his fingers gently tugging on her hair affectionately.

He could feel his mind start to go hazy as he had his eyes focused on her, and his mind focused on thrusting up into her mouth. He picked up the speed a bit, his fingers laced between her hair as leverage.

Unable to help himself, he was curious to see how she would get if he were to give her a few rough thrusts. So he did just that, thrusting up hard a couple of times before returning to normal.

This was something Sora would think she'd never be into, the kind of kinky shit she'd read in an erotica or hear Kokoro talk about. She never thought she'd find herself enjoying these small pains. These pains brought her pleasure, it was the best kind of pain. Him, pulling on her hair while fucking her in the mouth, pretty kinky.

Small whimpers and whines escaped her as she sucked him off. Her tongue flicking and rubbing up against his tip. It was all going smoothly until he trusted into her mouth roughly several times, throwing her off of her breathing. She had to adjust to it but damn it was sexy. Having him just pick up the pace out of nowhere and surprise her like that... She love it.

Honestly, it just turned her on even further.

Sora couldn't wait to get better so the two could get way more serious. She wanted to know what it would feel like if he was inside of her, all the different kinks and fantasies that could get fufuled! She was all about experimenting and finding something both of them will like. First off, she just needed to wait for her sickness to pass.

Jotaro watched Sora carefully as he did his little experiment. It had thrown her off a little bit, but she took it like a champ. This, of course, encouraged him to do it more. He didn't outright go full throttle on her, but he did give the occasional rough thrust into her mouth.

Fuck this was hot.

He really wanted to feel what it would be like inside her and the thought of it alone made him quicken his pace for a fraction of a second.

Jotaro could feel himself approaching the end, and he let her know as much with a slight tug of her hair. He decided to speed up, going a little more rough with his thrusts. "Ah, fuck I'm getting close, you better be ready to take it all in." Her mouth was utterly divine and would be the death of him. He came with a groan, his hips thrusting upwards and his hand pushing her down as he rode out his orgasm.

The girl could notice his sudden pace change as he speed up, not that she minded. She was loving it. She was enjoying pleasuring him, it just made her heart quicken once she felt him go rougher on her, or whenever she felt him groan in pleasure. It might be a personal turn on of theirs to get aroused over bringing pleasure to eachother.

And then she had her head shoved down and by God did that completely catch her off guard.

Sure she knew he was going to release, he even gave her a warning but she didn't think he'd actually push her head down. Not that she minded though. She was so in the moment, when she felt him reach him climax her eyes rolled back, and in an attempt not to make a mess of the bed she decided to drink all of that spurted out into her mouth.

She gasped as she was left breathless, swallowing down the hot and sticky substance as her legs shook from the adrenaline. She did continue sucking on him until he has ridden out his orgasm. She wasn't sure about him but by this point she could go on like this for a while.

Jotaro was too much in the moment himself to realize that he was pretty much still holding Sora down almost all of the way down on himself, his eyes closing and head leaning back. It felt even more amazing then if he were to have done it to himself, even more so when he was able to control the thrusts.

"Good girl." he breathed out.

He rode out his orgasm before he stopped moving, panting softly. His eyes opened back up and he looked down at her. Upon seeing that he had pushed her down all of the way, he removed his hand. "...shit, you alright there?"

As Sora pulled her head back she panted, her lips slightly panted as she stared up at him. Completely dazed by the intensity of his orgasm just now, she licked the side of her lips and nodded "Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine, that actually turned me on even further." she admitted, sheepishly averting her eyes away from him.

She pushed a strand of hair back behind her ear and clicked her tongue "During that one single nlowjob session you made me discover several new kinks." the brunette giggled, leaning forward to kiss the tip of his member before letting go of it before climbing back up into his lap, already pressing her ever so dampened core up against the tip of his dick.

"You did seem to lose yourself a bit back there..." she added "I actually liked it when you did, a lot."

When she ultimately came back up, he would notice she'd pretty much swallowed it all. It was hot, he had to admit. Her expression was so erotic, andnyhe fact she was rubbing up against him caused him to have another stiffy.

A teenage boy could really just pop a boner at the drop of a hat, huh?

Jotaro scoffed "I knew you were a freak A- I mean, Sora. Yet you still managed to suripise me there." he admitted, pulling her body towards his. Her licked his lips, smirking down at her he positioned himself just below her entrance, pressing up against the lubricated hole. "We're just getting started, are you ready for what comes next kitten?" the teen asked her.

Sora nodded, leaning her body into his, chest against chest, forehead to forehead, lips merely brushing against oneanother. "Make me yours Jojo." she cooed at him playfully before she got pulled into a deep kiss by him, and without another warning she was eased down his twitching shaft with the same speed one would rip off a plaster.

So, not slow what so ever.

The kiss was a good way to silence them both, they moaned against eachothers lips. Desperately clinging onto eachother, Sora was going trough the pain of getting her insides stretched out like crazy while Jotaro was also trying to get used to the feeling of being surrounded by her inner walls. Her insides were slick, tight and warm, and he was prodding right at them.

They both had to pull away from the kiss in order to catch their breaths, both their mouths hanging open with a single string of saliva connecting their mouths. The two teens gazed into eachothers eyes as if in some sort of a daze, just adoringly observing eachothers expressions.

No words were spoken when they leaned in for another kiss, the force Sora applied onto Jotaro's body caused him to fall back onto the bed with her on top of him. Their tongues coaxed one another into an impatient exchange, this was used to pass the time so Sora got adjusted to having him inside of her.

Once she felt confident enough she pulled away from the kiss, panting she sat up on top if him, leaving Jotaro to lay back and take it all in. He was causing her to feel so much, her insides were absolutely aching from having him inside of her. Now she was going to use that dick to rearrange her guts. "God Jojo, you're huge." she breathed out, giving her hips a test bounce only to be greeted by pleasure. A small moan left her and she tilted her head back "It feels so nice, my pussy is completely numb to the pain."

Jotaro groaned, his hands massaged over her thighs before travelling up to hold onto her hips to steady her on top of himself. "Talk less and move those hips more. You know what to do princess.~" he purred.

Sora huffed and stick her tongue out at him "If you want to continue fucking me, you'll let me talk Jotaro. I'll enjoy teasing you while you are under me." she shot back, the sass never leaving her.

Before Jotaro could reply however, she moved her hips once more. Lifting them up before slamming them back down, her hands were on top of his chest as extra support.

Sora breathed out shakily each time she brought herself down, the brunette arched her back before looking down at her 'partner', so to speak.

She did wonder, what were they to one another? She wanted to be his friend since the begging. But this was something completely different. This wasn't just a friendship.

Were they friends?

Friends with benefits?

Were they just fuck buddies now?

Could the two actually have anything romantically going on?

It was a weird thing to think about, especially while the two were in the middle of having sex. Ready to fuck the lights out of eachother.

"Jojo, how does it feel?" She asked in an out of breath voice, moans slipping pass her lips each time she moved. It was amazing how much strength and endurance she had bellow the belt, in her lower body. "How do I feel, hmm? Does my pussy feel nice?"

"Yes-yes, you cocky bitch." Jotaro stammered out, beads of sweat began forming on his forehead. He kept his eyes screws shut while his face twisted from the overwhelming pleasure he was feeling. This was both of their first time having sex after all, of coarse they weren't accustomed to the feeling yet. "It's amazing-" he grunted thrusting his hips upwards up met her pace at half way "I can't get enough of it, it's so tight and warm. I'm going to fuck your brains out once you're done."

Sora chuckled dryly at what was supposed to either be a threat or just a promise. She gasped feeling him thrusting up into her, he went deep enough to kiss against her cervix. That one special spot that made her see stars "Fuck, yes Jojo! Shit, do it again-do it again!~" she mewled pleadingly and shut her eyes tightly, moving her hips with more vigour. "Fuck me Jojo~"

Jotaro couldn't help himself, he snorted in amusement "You're like a switch Sora, you change your mood so quickly." he mumbled, just like that he was quick to flip them over, missionary style. "I can't trust you to stay dominant for long." he said, holding her her hips up before ramming down into her. Reaching palaces he never thought would be possible.

Ah yes, the female g-spot. Poggers.

Sora gripped at the sheets of her bed, and while her hips were held up she was basically supporting herself on the tips of her toes. "Guess you'll have top from now on then." the brunette joked, barely able to catch her breath inbetween her breaths and moans.

"Hm, 'from now on'?" He asked in a taunting tone of voice, he leaned closer down to her, a smug smirk on his face "So you want to continue getting fucked by me, even after tonight?" he teased. Not that he would mind, he was actually having a good time with this. All his frustration was being concentrated into his thrusts as he basically abused her core.

It didn't look like Sora minded it though, she liked it too.

Sora's face grew even more flustered, she blew a raspberry at him "Pfff, fuck you Jotaro." she replied in her embarrassment, turning her head away from him. A firm and sharp spank, which came out of nowhere, caused her to let put a surprised moan. Though it did not cause her any discomfort.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did you actually like that?" Jotaro asked sarcastically mid thrusting inside of her, he could feel himself twitch inside of her, but he didn't want to finish just yet. She was starting to grow tight as well. "Who's fucking who here? Who's the bitch that's getting fucked?" he inquired as he then sped up his movements. His thrusts getting more rough and fast, showing no mercy to her insides. They were both nearing their ends, but they were not done just yet.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, you are-" Sora hissed arching her back up and biting her lower lip, her grip on the bedsheets tightened and her legs were close to giving up. They were going numb. "You're fucking me- I-I'm the bitch that's getting fucked!" she whined, she felt the knot that has formed in her stomach getting ready to burst.

The two weren't even aware of how loud they have become, but that's a problem to deal with tomorrow.

"It's cute how easy it is for you to turn submissive. You can be cute too sometimes, I just needed to tune you right." Jotaro commented before letting go of her hips which caused Sora's body to get dropped onto the bed once more, the girl was out of breath breathing hevaly. As he dropped her he also slipped out of her, his length thoroughly covered in her juices.

"Jotarooo~ Wh-why'd you pull out?" Sora's whiny stammer came out pretty weak, might be that she had grown exhausted by this point. And to think she was about to finish too.

Jotaro hummed, he leaned down so hovering over her. He planted a rather soft kiss onto her forehead. This was too out of character for him "I wanted to switch positions, besides... I wouldn't want our little fun to be cut short." he said, guiding her legs to wrap around his hips for support while he positioned himself at her entrance once again.

"Cut short my ass-just get it over with-eep!" She quaked andnwhite her eyes tightly at the feeling of being penetrated once again. He pentered her without a single warning, again. "Sure just plunge in, my vagina is free reel estate- no need to warn me every single time you want to stick your dick back into me." she grumbled sarcastically.

The raven-haired teen chuckled pressing his forehead against hers and gave her a smug smirk. "My apologies senpai-" he began, only to get slapped onto the shoulder which caused him to laugh.

"Fuckin'- don't call me that!" the brunette hissed.

"Fine, I won't... You're too fun not to mess around with." He commented, and just like that they were back to their 'regular programme'. He gestured her to wrap her arms around his neck as he went back to what they were doing.

Right, they were in the middle of fucking one another.

The two went on with the entire process for quite a while, three more rounds later they were both exhausted. Panting and cuddling close into one another, sharing occasional, tender kisses every now and then, and playing with eachothers hair.

"I think I might have pulled a muscle during the last round." Sora mumbled sheepishly, planting soft kisses around Jotaro's jawline and neck. "I don't think I can even move my legs" she added. "It will be sore to walk tomorrow..."

"You'll manage." Jotaro said with his hands combing trough her, now, messy hair. Her physical presence was very welcome as it was cooling down his body which has overheated from their 'activity'. "Wanna take a shower?"

"Nah... I'll take it in the morning... I'm too tired now." the brunette grumbled, finally lowering her head down to rest on his chest. She could hear and feel his heartbeat, it was still calming down, beating slowly in sync with his breathing. "I just need sleep now." she sighed.

"Alright..." he replied, he was going to go silent there before he spoke up again, a thought coming to his mind "You were on birth control, right..?"

"For fuck's sake, now you ask?" Sora grumbled out. If she wasn't so tired, she'd pick up a pillow and smack him with it. "While you should have asked me that BEFORE you decided to jump my bones, but yes... I was. Now go to sleep, no more talking."

Jotaro huffed wrapping his arms around her small frame and pulled her close to him, nuzzling his face into her hair "Fine... Goodnight Sora."

"Goodnight Jotaro..." her voice trailed off before she closed her eyes. She was basically out like a light, softly snoozing away.

~~King~~~Crimson~~

The next morning there was quite a few problems with getting out of bed for the two, one was leaving a comfortable position, then the second one was the fact they were both sore. It was a hassle to get out of bed and clean up. Also, it wasn't even 6:30 am yet.

Eventually with a lot of soreness the two did shower and make their way down to the lobby, compared to what they looked like when they woke up, they were way more refreshed. Although, Sora was trying her hardest not to limp, but taking a single step was so painful. It felt like all the joints in her legs were just cramping up.

When they approached the rest of the group, they looked like they got no sleep what do ever.

Oh.

Oh man.

They all just might have heard them going at it last night.

Polnareff put his hands together and brought them up to his face, he inhaled deeply "Jotaro... As much as I want to congratulate you for a successful night of sex and for losing your virginity-" he began before gesturing at the two "Could you two not have FUCKED EACHOTHER MORE QUIETLY."

"Oh..." Sora remarked sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. She wasn't exactly feeling embarrassed or all to panic over learning that everyone in the group heard them having sex. "Whoops, my bad." she said before turning her attention to a particularly tired and unnerved looking Kakyoin. "You good Kak?"

"I... I don't want to talk about it." the redhead mumbled, refusing to look either one of them in the eye. It was as if he was seeing the world in a new light. "It's really not a big deal."

Avdol wasn't even going to comment innyhe situation, Joseph on the other hand-"I knew the two had a thing for eachother... You did use protection, right?" the last thing they needed on this trip was a pregnant teenager.

"That's all?" "That's all."

"Well, enough about that! Let's get out of here."

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treetopthesbian · 1 year ago

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Hey everyone! Version 1.1 of Salt's Ficprompt Generator is UP! (I really have no idea why i'm using versions other than it sounds cool)

Patch notes and future plans under the cut! (Please read them before submitting an ask :] )

Salt's Ficprompt Generator Version 1.1 - Patch Notes

Fixes and Additions:

- Made the checkboxes actually work

- Added feature that when no boxes are ticked, character names will be replaced with an error message instead of the site just picking random names

- Added a feature to select number of tags generated (Up to ten)

- Added like 1 or 2 new job titles/aus, nothing major though

- Added in every hermitcraft character and every life series character, as well as prevented repeats when both boxes are checked (Eg, you won't get two Pearl's or two Grian's in your generation, even though they appear twice in the code)

- Moved text input boxes to appear only when "Include Custom Characters" box is ticked

- Fixed bug where only the most recently inputted custom character would be used in generation

- Greyed out checkboxes that have no characters in them (yet)

Things I Plan On Adding or Fixing (That I Haven't Yet) ((But I will)) (((So please don't send asks about these))):

- Finishing adding characters from all fandoms (Empires and DSMP still only have like 3 people in each)

- More custom character slots

- CSS style (aka. making the site look pretty)

- More AU's, occupations, tags, etc.

- General grammar check

- More fandoms

- Also, streamlining the "__ to __" tag (enemies to lovers, exes to rivals, etc..)

- Dropdown list to turn on/off every single character in the thing (This..... This one will take a while. And the code is gonna be a mile long.)

- More customization (eg. being able to not include angst tags, or only including fluff tags)

- Buttons to be able to reroll only specific parts (Eg. Being able to keep most of the prompt, but reroll just the type of AU, one character's job title, one tag you don't like.... etc.)

- Non-player variables that depend on fandom checked (Eg. When you tick the hermitcraft box, it would make it so that it's possible to generate things having to do with hermitcraft specific things, like the Vex, the boatem hole, etc. This also goes for the other fandoms-DSMP might be the egg, life series might be the boogeyman, etc.)

- Ability to select number of characters in the prompt

- Make preferences a dropdown list? (I may not do this, because some preferences require user input for the entire generator to work)

- Selection for type of ship when romantic prompts are turned on

Things I'd Like Feedback On:

- I need suggestions on the actual content of the generator. I can code just fine, but my two brain cells can't come up with more than two tags and three occupations. I need suggestions for:

- Tags

- Occupations/roles for characters (Occupation will likely be different than role)

- AU ideas

- Fandoms to add (go easy on this one, i can only do so many at a time before my code is 8 pages long....

- Other things that happen during the story

That's all for now, folks. Thank you for using Salt's Ficprompt Generator, and thank you to everyone who supplied feedback :) I will be working on this a lot in the near future, so expect updates to come fairly quickly. Have fun!

Hey everyone! I am making a thing and would love your help!

I'm planning to code something that generates a fanfiction prompt. I'll release the code for y'all to look at. I would appreciate suggestions :)

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winterandwords · 3 years ago

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Sort of thinking of maybe putting a whole book on here?

I don't think you all realise just how seriously I'm considering creating a side blog to publish November Breaks (AKA Project Storm, if you've been following me for a while) directly onto Tumblr when it's ready.

This isn't as crazy or weird as it sounds. My current plan (for the love of god, don't ask me to explain this, I've talked about it SO MUCH) is to have it available, free, on my website to read online (with a full indexed contents page, and < last chapter | contents | next chapter > on each page) and also to download as an epub, mobi and pdf. I'm already posting it on the internet in a way people can read it without having to buy it first.

There is a tip jar on my website. It runs on PayPal, so can be used with a PayPal account, debit card or credit card. Anyone who wants to, and is able to, can put some money in there if they enjoy the book.

I could very easily put a link to that tip jar page, or even add PayPal buttons or links (if that's OK by Tumblr rules, which I'm actually not 100% sure about and would need to check) on the chapters on Tumblr, so I could have a tip jar equivalent here and the contents page and navigation would be no more hassle to set up than on winterandwords.com (I've done it for my short story collection that's coming out next month and it wasn't a huge ball-ache).

The only thing stopping me is the thought of random chapters being reblogged out of context. I'm not entirely sure why that would bother me, because it would actually lead people to the full book if they wanted to read. I just have feelings about it.

I'm mildly iffy about the higher chances of plagiarism of something posted on Tumblr, because at least on my website the context is solid. I mean, people will plagiarise whatever they're going to be plagiarise and I stopped losing sleep over that a long time ago. Yes it's happened with other things I've put online when I was working as a photographer, yes it was annoying, no the world didn't end, and the internet is what it is. Piracy, plagiarism and copyright violation exist. They boil my piss, but realistically anything anyone puts online is vulnerable to it. There's more to this, but it's a whole 'nother post, I've slept for one hour out of the last 36 and I don't have the mental capacity to get into it right now.

Anyway. The thing with chapters being reblogged out of order. How much of a problem is that really? Do I care? I sort of feel like there are probably people who would read a book on here, whether serialised or all at once, who might not go to an external site to read it, but maybe that's a flawed assumption. I don't know. Tired brainspew.

Slightly-later-Winter had a thought. If I do ever decide to do anything else with this book in terms of publishing (definitely not trad pub though), I can easily remove it from being read online or downloaded from winterandwords.com. But. It's one thing to know there are some copies floating around that people downloaded, and another entirely knowing there are reblogged random chapters forever kicking about on Tumblr, possibly with comments and reblog additions attached. I can't articulate why that's a thing for me, but I think it is?

Thoughts? Would you read a (short) novel on here? Have you posted one or are you posting one? How's it going for you?

EDITED TO ADD: I'm gonna tag a bunch of my chatty mutuals. I'd love to know what you think, but please don't feel like you HAVE to reply. You totally don't. I just know how quickly things fly past here.

@thegreatobsesso @ashen-crest @adie-dee @reeseweston @talesfromaurea @indecentpause @lunarmoment @diphthongsfordays @artbyeloquent @pertinax--loculos @manathen @selishady @eyes-talks-ocs @drippingmoon @the-finch-address @drabbleitout and anyone else who wants to share your views. My brain has just ceased, so I probably missed a bunch of folks. It's not you. It's definitely me.

#the shit in my head #writeblr #writeblr community #writer #writers #writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #tumblr writers #writers community #writing #am writing #writing community #project storm #november breaks

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 3 years ago

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Hypnotic Stirrings: Facing The Facts

Summary- 4.1k Nick Vaughn x Pregnant!Reader. After what happened that morning, Nick decides to take you out of the house the rest of the day. Jack is spending the day with his Aunt Lisa, so it's just the two of you. Things feel normal out of the house for both of you. But returning home, it's time to find out what Lisa had actually done and see if it can't be reversed.

Warnings- None.

A/N- Just one more after this one folks and everyone finds out what is going on with Samantha! Thank you all so much for joining me on this for Halloween. Happy Reading! 🎃👻 Dividers made by @firefly-graphics

Chapter Four / Masterlist

Nick did his best to give you an afternoon of fun. It was the least you deserved from him after dealing with the past few days and he had to admit it was just as much for him. The two of you took a late lunch at your favorite restaurant on main street, you having ordered a cheddar cheeseburger with extra pickle chips on the side, the baby's new craving while Nick got a bacon burger with extra fries on the side. Prepared for you to claim those as well.

It was also Nick that brought up the newest family member, suggesting that it was time to start setting up the back bedroom for a nursery.

You eagerly started sharing ideas with him, having most of Jack’s main stuff that could be reused, it left an opportunity to really make this a nursery of your dreams. It was good to be talking about the future, not the dark past of a girl named Samantha… who might or might not exist. You still had yet to really believe in ghosts.

After the lunch date, Nick took you to a nearby second-hand store. You browsed with him, the two of you goofing off with the second-hand clothing. You grabbed a hat to perch on Nick’s head and he added some thick-framed glasses, giving a bit of an extravagant flair of his hand. “How much would you pay for a second-hand husband? I’m on discount.” He teased, making you giggle.

“Hm, you missing something.” You looked him up and down before turning back to the clothing racks. Flicking random clothes down the rack, you found a fluffy boa and grasped it. “Add this to the ensemble and it's a solid sale.” You wrapped it around the back of his neck to pull him in close, Nick stumbled into you while pressing your mouth to his.

At this moment, the Nick you knew, the carefree husband you married returned, cupping your face and kissing slower, sure to keep it affectionate with the softness of his lips curving to yours and the gentle swipe of his tongue, it made you feel loved in his hold, feeling his hands cup your face preciously. “I love you Nicky.”

“I know you do, I know I don’t always show it Baby, but I love you so much. There isn’t anything that could change how crazy I am for you.”

“Thank you for this afternoon.” You reached up to remove the hat from his head and put it back on the display. Nick did the same with the glasses he had perched on his face and was uncurling the scarf from around his neck and swinging it around yours, smirking a bit.

“How about we take this one home with us? I have ideas for it, Baby.”

You wriggled a bit when he closed in on you, his hands teasing along your sides and cupping your ass slightly, you bit your lip at the rush it gave you, experiencing him in a playful mood once more. “Oh do you?” You tugged on the boa a bit, snorting. “Like it would hold.”

Nick snipped the price tag off it to bring it to the counter. “Well we are gonna test it out Babygirl.”

Lisa was sure to be waiting with Jack when Nick and you returned home. Nick’s good mood soured a bit being home and seeing his sister-in-law. He knew he shouldn’t be too upset with Lisa, considering he was the one that accepted the hypnotizing challenge. But everything after that night seemed to have just turned into a mess.

He supposed he might as well find out just what she did to him.

Jack was sitting on the stoop with her when he saw his parents, giving a wave while enthusiastically jumping off the steps to run to his parents, leaping into Nick's hold. “Well hey Jackie, have fun with your Aunt?”

The boy hugged him around his neck, cuddling in close. You dug for your keys while saying hello to Lisa.

“You okay Daddy?” Jack whispered in Nick’s ear. “Samantha told me you had a bad day.”

Nick hummed a bit, glancing at you to see if you happened to hear him. But you were too engrossed talking to Lisa about each other's afternoons to notice.

“I'm okay buddy, don’t worry about it.” He kissed the side of the boy's head and set him down. Jack nodded while taking his hand, the both of them following the women inside. Once Jack was settled in, letting him talk about his date with Auntie Lisa, which had consisted of going once more to the park and several games of hide and seek at the apartment, Jack settled upstairs in his parent's bed to watch cartoons on the dvd player.

Downstairs Nick, you and Lisa settled around the table to finish chatting. Nick was quick to change the topic from the easy going conversation of Jack starting pre-k in just a few weeks to the night of the party.

“That night you hypnotized me Lisa what exactly happened?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “Nothing Nick, I just talked to you a bit.”

“Come on… I know Y/N has told you shit is getting weird.” Nick pushed and Lisa hesitated a bit.

“Okay, but don’t be mad Nick!” She exclaimed and you narrowed your eyes at your sister.

“Oh my god… what did you do Lisa?”

“Wait- did you leave me with her Y/N?” Nick said in a slight panic and it was your turn to roll your eyes at him.

“For just a minute, I had to pee.” Your hand pressed against your bump to emphasize why. Then your glare turned back to Lisa. “Spill it now.”

Lisa shrunk away a bit, a grimace of shame on her face. “Okay, Nick… I might have… suggested you be a bit more open-minded.”

“More open-minded? I'm open-minded.” Nick rebutted against his sister in law

“You always make fun of me. So I just wanted to show you.”

“What exactly did you say Lisa?” You cut in before they could start fighting about it.

“I just said ‘Nick, now your mind is a wide-open door, ready to receive anything.”

Nicks’ eyes widened as he pushed to a stand. “You didn’t, why would you do something like that?!”

“Well, I didn’t think it would actually work!” Lisa shouted a bit, unable to hold back a grin of pride. “But I guess I got a gift.”

“Fucking hell Lisa. Fix this.” Nick grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the living room, seating himself exactly where he was that night.

“Fix it how? Jesus fuck, I don’t even really know what happened that night. We were all high as fuck.”

You sat next to Nick, furious now with your sister but keeping calm. “I wasn’t, I remember what happened to put you under.” You rubbed at Nicks’ back, who was absolutely seething. “Put him under again Lisa, then you can fix it.”

Lisa looked so unsure of it all, wiping her hands on her thighs nervously. “You sure? What if I just mess him up more at this point?”

Nick shot a glare at her, his eyes narrowed. “More than you already have? Doubtful. Just do it already.”

“Fine! Fine, but you gotta calm down Nick. Too much hostility.”

“Just do it Lisa.” He grunted while settling back on the couch. His hand sought yours, which you clasped in yours. There was a slight tremor, Nick was scared. A moment you had only seen a handful of times. When you threatened to break up with him when you two first started dating, that time you and him were in a car accident when pregnant with Jack, the month you two were homeless with a newborn while he sought a job. All those times the two of you made it through stronger than before. This time was no different, in the end, it will be okay. You lived on this faith. Knowing this as a fact, you squeezed his hand with absolute assurance on your part.

Lisa settled on the coffee table in front of Nick, holding her finger back up for him to focus on. “Just like before Nicky, just watch my finger, block out everything else but my voice. In and out Nick, deep breaths.”

Nick did as Lisa told him, this time was more of a struggle to find that mindless space. His heart was a loud echo in his ears, the street just outside of the house had traffic coming up and down, upstairs the faint noise of the tv distracted him. But finally his eyes slid shut, Lisa's voice still calm as before, soothing almost as he wandered back into that theater.

Just like before the black velvet overtakes everything till the theater is nothing but pitch black smoothness. The white screen makes a soft glow in the black void. Along with the familiarity of the theater came that tingle of unease.

“You are all alone, it's relaxing Nick, your arms feel heavy, your legs. You are just floating closer.”

But he wasn't alone, Nick could sense someone in there with him. For him, he could see someone sitting in front of him. Someone with a winter jacket enclosed around them, billows of frosty looking air coming up from them to disappear within a few seconds. They were facing the screen.

Out loud to both you and Lisa, Nick muttered. “Not alone.” His face screwed up in confusion.

“Yes, you are Nick, all alone in the nice dark theater. Just move towards the screen.” Lisa tried redirecting him gently.

Nick made his way down the aisle, stumbling over his feet in his rush till he grasped the person’s shoulder and the head whipped towards him.

Sallow sunken eyes and stringy hair circled around Samantha’s hollowed cheeks as she gasped out in a silent scream. Nick felt himself get slammed in his chest, all the air rushing from him.

He stepped into his house, plastic hanging all over and Samantha reaching for him through the plastic. She was screaming, but Nick couldn't hear her, he tried ripping at the plastic to get her, trying to hear what she was saying.

“What do you want?” He screamed, making both Lisa and You jump in your seats.

“NICK! LOOK AT THE SCREEN.” Lisa shouts above him. Upstairs Jack was thumping around, racing to the stairs landing, crying to you.

“Mommy! Mommy call for Daddy!” He starts thumping down the stairs, you hesitate between leaving Nick while he was in the throes of being hypnotized and reaching for your son.

“Jack, go back upstairs!” You try to stall him, not wanting Jack to see Nick like this.

Nick kept shouting to Samantha, pointing at his ears that he couldn't hear her. Not over the blasting music.

I want to see it painted,

Painted black,

“I can't hear you, come closer.” Nick tugged at the plastic, feeling it start to cling to him while he tried to rip it off himself, tearing through what was keeping him separated from Samantha.

Black as night,

Black as coal,

I wanna see the sun.

The harder he struggled, the more he started to wheeze out, feeling himself start to go dizzy from lack of air. Samantha fought to, till her fingertips touched Nick’s outreached ones, then they both were plunged back into the theater. Her head whipped to the screen and he did too.

The words were glaring in front of him on the screen.

DIG.

“I can't get through to him Y/N, I can't get him to wake back up.” Lisa panicked as she continued trying to get Nick to answer her, you had left the room for just a moment to send Jack back upstairs. Hearing her, you rushed to Nick’s side and grabbed his face to wrench him to face you. He had tears streaming down his face, his eyelids twitching, his whole face looked like he was in pain. What scared you the worst though was the blue tinge starting to form at his lips. Then you realized he wasn't breathing.

“Fuck Nick, BREATHE!” You shouted in his face.

Red rimmed eyes shot open and he gasped, falling into you with a sob. You clutched at him while his body wracked between a sob for air and outflowing of emotions. You buried your face in his hair, rocking with him slightly before you untangled yourself from around him and pushed him to sit up. Lisa teetered on the coffee table, shocked at everything before she blurted out.

“Holy fucking hell, what happened? Nick, are you okay? What happened? Jesus Christ, you were like somewhere else!”

“Lisa shut up.” You snapped as you studied Nick’s face, wiping the tears from his cheeks. “Baby breathe, please. You stopped, just stopped entirely there.”

Nick took several more gasping breaths before the color in his face returned to normal and his uncontrolled shaking started to ease.

“I know what I have to do.”

Before you or Lisa could even ask, Nick shot up from the couch and grabbed his jacket with his wallet. “Nick, wait!” You scrambled to get off the couch, but he was already out the door and gone with the car by the time you made it down the steps. You rushed into the street to shout his name but the tail lights turned the corner and were gone. Lisa followed right behind, pausing beside you. You turned on her. “What the fuck just happened?!”

She shook her head, her eyes wide in shock. “I- fuck I really don’t know what happened Y/N.”

It was late when you said goodbye to Lisa. She had apologized for the thing several times. By the time you got her out the door, you had assured her she was forgiven just to get her out the door.

“If you need anything, call me.” She frowned before giving you one last hug. You returned it before reaching to close your door once more.

“Yes of course.” you said but inside, well it was more the opposite. You wanted to strangle your dear sister for this. Her, Nick, just about everyone at this point. You were so tired, so exhausted that all you could think of was cuddling with Jack and passing out.

Nick, he hasn't answered any of his texts, your worry for him having turned into absolute pissed off, enraged, couldn't give a damn.

Which was a lie, you were beyond worried and scared. But this was how you were managing it right now.

You were just starting up the stairs to head to bed when your door opened and shut again. Turning around, you saw Nick coming in, dragging what looked like a bunch of tools.

“What the fuck?” You muttered as you went back down the stairs, following the clattering of noise up ahead to your kitchen. “Do you have any idea what time it fucking is Nick?”

But he wasn't in there, the overhead light swung back and forth, casting shadows to sway around the room to make you nauseous seeing it. Leaning against a chair, you glanced at the floor to see the solitary rug moved from the middle of the room and the floor popped open where a trap door was hidden that led down to the basement. “For fucks sake.” You muttered to yourself as you lowered yourself down onto the ladder and carefully descended down to the dank dark basement.

The basement you always hated because it gave you the creeps. It was always cold in the basement, the shadows would stretch across the cement floor and race up the brick walls of the house's foundation and it felt like something just crept in the shadows, watching. Which was purely your imagination, this you knew.

But still, you hated it and avoided it when you could. Which this time you couldn't. Stepping off the ladder, your arms went around yourself defensively as Nick sorted his tools on a wooden bench on the far wall.

Heavy sledgehammers, pickaxe, and a couple different shovels, then to top it off, a heavy-duty jackhammer. “What are you doing Nick?”

“I have to dig.”

You gawked at him as he picked up his first tool, the pickaxe. “You can't be serious. Nick, you sure as hell can't tear up this floor.”

“It's the only place to dig Y/N.” He started calmly as he started to lay out some sort of floor plan. Sectioning off squares to work in.

“Nick! Harry will terminate us from the property. You can't just rip out floors, especially cement ones.”

“I will replace it when I'm done Y/N.” Nick stated so calmly that you wanted to scream again.

“You really have lost your goddamn mind. How are you planning on doing that Nick?!” Sputtering at him as Nick cleaned out the corner of accumulated crap in the time your family has lived here. “We are going to be homeless Nick! Again!”

“Fucking christ Y/N.” Nick snapped out as he pushed stuff out of the way. “You wanted this to be finished, this is how it's going to happen. She told me to dig, we don't have a yard in this city. This is the only place to dig around here.”

“Who Samantha? Your new fucking girlfriend.” You knew it was childish for you to snap at him, but the nagging part of you couldn't stop yourself.

“That's low Y/N.” He snarled as he hefted the pickaxe up and slammed it down heavily, chipping at the cement.

“Fuck off Nick, you do whatever you want, you always do.” You flip him off and start back up the ladder. “Jack and I will be upstairs sleeping, not like you give a fuck.”

At this point, the pickaxe became a steady hammering while you retreated, this time you didn't pause on your way up the stairs.

You ripped your clothing off, tossing them into the nearby basket while yanking on your nightshirt. “Fucking asshole.” You snarled as you yanked the blankets over yourself. That's when you let the heaviness take over, the knot in your chest started to work itself up to your throat in a painful way till it escaped in a gasp. Curling into your pillow, you pressed your face into it and screamed.

Screamed your rage and uncertainty. It muffled it slightly. You missed the squeak of your door or the patter of feet on the old wooden floors. But you felt the dip of the bed and little hands brushing through your hair. Lifting your head, you saw Jack sitting next to you, his little face tilting towards you and little chubby hands brushing at the tears on your face.

“It's okay Mommy.”

You took a shuddering breath while circling an arm around him while you pulled him closer, your little boy moving to snuggle in against you under the blankets.

“I know Jackie.” You hugged your face against his still baby soft hair, letting your cheek rest against him as he kept trying to reassure you. His time he rubbed at your arm wrapped around him.

“Daddy and I love you very much.”

You hid a smile against the top of his head. “I won't forget Jackie.” You whispered in his hair as you cuddled your son closer to it. The little body was warm and soothed you enough for both of you to fall asleep.

You woke up groggy, the sun was cutting through your bleary vision and you tried to figure out why you woke up.

Thud, thud, thud, CRACK.

Your head dropped back to your pillow to stare up at nothing, remembering Nick's new thing. Busting through the cement floor.

With a push up to get dressed, Jack wasn't anywhere upstairs to be found and you called his name to hear nothing more than the echo of cement being busted. You made your way into the kitchen and then back down into the basement.

What greeted you was some of the cement busted, dirt upturned in random spots. Jack was in one of those holes, flinging dirt over his shoulder while Nick, who had shed his shirt because he was turning into a sweaty dirty mess. “Have you been doing this all night Nick?” You asked incredulously as well as waving a hand at Jack. “And now you have him in it?”

Nick paused, breathing heavily as he wiped at his forehead, streaking more dirt on his face from his forearm. “Only way to get through the floor Baby.”

“And Jack?”

“He woke up early and wanted to help.” Nick glanced where Jack was using a small little garden trowel to dig through the dirt. “I finished that corner, I promise she isn't there.”

That was it, you took one last look at the room, then at Nick and shook your head. “I'm done, all done. Jack and I are going to my mother's. I can't…” You turned away to collect Jack, who protested that he was helping.

“Baby, I’m so fucking close.” Nick pleaded as you sent Jack up the ladder to go get washed up.

“Close to what Nick? You won't get any help, you are destroying the house. Lisa, I can't believe we let Lisa do it again to you, cause now look. This isn't good for us, Jack or the baby.” You moved away from Nick when he reached for you, frowning hearing what you were saying. “So I'm removing myself and removing Jack. When you figure it out, when you start to make some sense again… You know where I'm at.” You turned to pull yourself up the ladder.

“Fuck.” Nick grabbed his shirt to wipe the sweat off and hurried up the ladder, following you up the stairs. In all honesty, if you went to your mother's house, he could work without disturbing you. Maybe he could find Samantha’s body faster. Pausing outside of the bedroom door, Nick watched as you threw clothes from the dresser onto the bed as well as snatching a duffle from the floor nearby onto the bed.

“How many days are you thinking Baby?” He asked reluctantly and you shrugged, refusing to look at him.

“I don't know, weekend, the whole week. Does it matter?” Nick frowned hearing you while reaching for you, which you wrenched from his hold. “Don’t.”

“Hey, Y/N… stop, please?” He asked and you finally stilled, but still had turned your back to him. He kissed your shoulder softly before coming around to face you, doing his best not to get you dirty. “Of course it matters, you matter to me. I'm doing this to get back to normal.”

“If you just go…”

“Talking to someone isn’t going to help Baby.” Nick was gentle to lift his fingers under your chin to lift your gaze up to him. “If I tell someone I’m seeing things, they will not believe me. Maybe have me go under observation. I know I’m not crazy Y/N, I know what I’m seeing and dreaming is real.”

You wanted to believe what he said to be true. But you couldn't, in your mind, it just wasn't possible, or maybe you did and that scared you even worst, you really didn't know what to think anymore. You never actually believed in any of the stuff Lisa talked about all the time. You lived in the very ‘If you could see it, then it could be proven.’ So far you haven't seen anything that Jack and NIck had witnessed. In this same breath, you didn't want Nick to be labeled as anything. You didn't know what to do or have any kind of answers, and right now you felt like you were suffocating in this house. “Why I'm not going to ask anymore Nick. I already called my mother, made something up about you having a work thing. Thought we could spend some time with her and dad. They shouldn't ask too much and Lisa won't say anything.” You stuff some things into your bag, glancing at Nick. “Jack though… he's confused. Can you go talk to him? He knows we're not okay and I don’t want whatever we have going on to hurt him.”

Nick didn't like you talking like that, it reminded him of many of the past rough patches you two went through. But he could also tell when you were at the point where he needed to let you decide what to do, just as he needed to do this right now. “Of course.” He went to hug you to reassure you but then paused because of the dirt and sweat.

You saw him waver and closed that gap for him, hugging him tightly. “God, you stink Nick.” You muttered with a snort and he laughed.

“Let me go clean up and I will have a sit down with Jack.”

You let him go with a nod and watched Nick disappear into the bathroom to clean up quickly.

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