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lacefuneral · 1 year ago

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ok i've seen some posts about the tumblr alternative cohost but none that were actually helpful so!

(disclaimer: i am very new to this website. users who have been there longer can and should chime in with additions and/or corrections)

Cohost Introduction Post

What is cohost?

Cohost is a fledgling website that is essentially a tumblr clone, but with its own culture and site-specific features. It is also very much a work in progress. You are encouraged to talk in the cohost forum to suggest changes for devs, report bugs, and upvote other people's suggestions. This website WILL grow and change over time. And as such, I do not know if/when the information I share here will be outdated. Edit: To answer an ask I received, anyone can join cohost without an invite. It used to be invite-only. It is not this way anymore.

Is "adult content" allowed there?

Yes. Cohost is not on the app store, meaning that it is not subject to Apple's specifications. You can post illustrations, writing, and photographs (cohost does not support any video formats at this time, just gifs). Cohost has an elaborate filtering and trigger warning system (moreso than tumblr), and you can disable adult content for your entire account or for individual tags. I actually don't engage with the adult content at all on there. Visual CSEM (both real and fictional) is specifically forbidden (although frankly I think the guidelines could be stricter wrt written content. Still, does seem to handle this better than AO3 does, going as far to say that written content about real minors is forbidden.)

How are minors protected?

The minimum age to join cohost is 16, and requires proof of parental permission to join. Users who are under 18 are automatically age-gated and cannot view adult content.

If cohost isn't on the app store, how is it used?

You can, of course, use cohost on a computer, but it is designed with mobile in mind. Opening the website on any IOS browser, clicking "share", and then "add to home screen" will install an app for you to use. The same can be done on an android. There is a guide here.

How does cohost work?

First, you create an account. Then you wait for approximately two days (read: weekdays) for the account to be activated. This is done to prevent spam bots. In the meantime, edit your profile. List some interests, your pronouns, your other social media links. Give yourself an icon. Note: icon and banner file sizes are small. You may need to shrink and compress images.

After the two days are up, make your first post! Write a basic introduction (with what you feel comfortable you feel sharing) and list some interests you like, maybe some hobbies, media, etc. And then tag this post with "#welcome to cohost". This will let existing members know that someone new has joined, and they may initiate conversation and/or follow you.

Next, go to the search and type in "The Cohost Global Feed" and click on the tag. Bookmark this tag. This is essentially one giant community space where you can find random users. (There is currently some discourse on the website as to whether this tag existing is a "bad thing" or not because "cohost isn't supposed to have a global tag". Just ignore that lol). Next, go back to search and type in things you like. TV shows, maybe. Video games. Music. Anything. See if people have posted in the tags. Follow them. Comment on their stuff. Click "like" to bookmark the post if you want to.

Most crucially, make sure that you bookmark the actual tag so you can look in that tag again later without having to manually type it each and every time. Also, you get a feed called "bookmarked tags" which allows you to scroll through all of them at once, which replaces the "for you" feature other websites have.

You can "share" a post (called "rebug" in user slang) which serves the same purpose as a reblog on tumblr. In a rebug, you can add your own tags or comment in the body of the post. Cohost users do not talk in tags as much as tumblr users - they tend to prefer to speak in the body of a rebug, or in the comment section (replies). At this time, you cannot view all reblogs. But you can view all comments in the comment section. Any post that is rebugged will preserve the tags of the OP, with any additional tags added being attributed to you. Rebugs are named after the website mascot Eggbug, a purple bee-like insect.

Posts are called "chosts" - and shitposting is called "shitchosting." Two examples of global shitposting tags are "#css crimes" - which is when a person does goofy things with the HTML/CSS editor to make colorful text, fake chat windows, and such - and "#shitchosting" which is a general shitposting tag. I've also seen people use tags like "#random".

If a post makes you laugh, check out the OP's profile. See if they post frequently, and if you have any common interests. If you realize you want to block or mute someone instead, you can.

You can send asks just like on tumblr, but your inbox must be manually opened first. So remember to do that.

How do I look at my own blog?

This is one of my gripes about the UI. You would think, intuitively, you would click here (at the top of the screen). But you would be wrong!

It is ACTUALLY under the sidebar menu, called "Profile." And I'm not the only one to to complain about this. (To get back to your dashboard, by the way, you click on the cohost logo.)

Are there sideblogs?

Yes! Each sidepage (sideblog) has its OWN set of likes AND followed pages (blogs). This allows you to easily switch between multiple sets of dashboards. A lot of users use this to have a SFW dashboard and an adult content dashboard. But it works like tumblr, too. You can have a side page/dashboard for whatever you'd like. Maybe one of your pages is for programming. Maybe another is for photography. You switch between your pages by clicking the arrow next to your icon/username at the top of the screen. ("Ohhhhh.... THAT'S what that's for.")

What's the userbase on there like?

Mostly programmers. Trans people. Furry artists. Plural systems. Furry trans plural programmers. Certainly a lot of shitposters. The website is trans-run and, as such, has zero tolerance for TERFs. Everyone seems pretty friendly from what I can tell. And there's very much a culture of "follow someone randomly based on their vibes" that doesn't happen as much on tumblr. Tumblr is more like "I really like this TV show, I'm going to follow 40 blogs about just this interest." Because the cohost community is so much smaller, there is a lot less content overall, especially fandom content. You can't follow 40 fandom pages because your fandom tag has a total of 3 posts, all made by one person approximately a year ago (well. for me anyway).

Cohost, then, actually has much more in common with real-life socialization. You seek out people with interests that may be very different from your own, and to find a common interest is very exciting! Unlike tumblr, you are encouraged to tag as much as possible. This allows your posts to be seen, to find common interests. And, of course, don't forget to look in "#Welcome To Cohost" too! You may find some new friends there.

What file formats can I post in?

Currently, I am aware of basic image formats working (like jpeg, png) animated gifs, and mp3s. You currently cannot upload videos to cohost. I believe the reason is not related to server costs, but rather as a way to curb the uploading of copyrighted content.

How does cohost make money?

There are no ads, and yet, as far as I am aware, cohost is operating comfortably. There is, however, an entirely optional "cohost plus" that is $5 USD a month. Currently, there are a few perks, but not enough to convince me.

What if I think something about cohost should change?

Cohost has a forum where users can submit ideas for features and other users can discuss/upvote those ideas.

Here is a list of posts made for newcomers to read:

#long post #cohost #tumblr migration #tumblr alternative

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scorchieart · 8 months ago

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Checking in...

Hello, friends. I know it's been longer than a hot minute since I actually interacted, and I'm still currently on hiatus, but since I spent a sizable chunk of the past 2 years here, I thought it was a disservice to just up and vanish. I typically keep irl issues off this blog as I like to keep it a place that makes me happy, but the past 6 months have been some of the toughest of my life and I didn't want it creeping onto this space. However, it is currently Ramadan; the month of sincerity, devotion, and reflection. And with Spring just on the horizon, it seems a perfect opportunity to engage in some dual mental and physical declutter.

A lot has been going on around the world lately, and it seems like just keeping up with it all is a full-time job of its own. So much so that keeping up with your own life ends up taking a backseat some days. For myself, I have been working through grief and guilt on a scale that feels simultaneously not enough, and yet unjustified. It's a hard feeling to describe in words and I haven't been exercising my writing muscles lately, so I hope you'll excuse me cutting off here. But in talking with and reconnecting with friends this month, I've learned it's a pretty common feeling with no clear-cut remedy, but there are multiple ways to work through it. Prayer or meditation, taking care of your body, sharing your experiences instead of bottling them up. Whatever you do to re-center yourself and your morals. But the first (and I believe the most important) step is to sincerely admit to yourself that you're not feeling well and that you want to improve. That's a difficult idea to come to terms with, but catching yourself midway through a rough patch is monumentally better than letting yourself sink deeper into despair.

The purpose of this post is not to ask for sympathy towards myself, but to encourage you to take a moment to sympathize with yourself. And if you can't do it alone, find someone you trust to give you a hand. It's ok to not be at your best all of the time. Asking for help is not weakness, it reveals hidden strength. If you take anything from reading this post, I hope it is this.

Aside from that, just a few admin things to finish off. Despite me being a techy person, I'm actually rather inexperienced when it comes to social media and online interactions (if that wasn't obvious). First, I'm very sorry for the pileup of tags and DMs and asks that I haven't responded to. I hope to start on them in April. Next, I recently started a new sideblog for multifandom stuff. It doesn't have much on there, but in case you see a reblog from @bird-on-a-branch down the line, that's me. Lastly, if something I said or did was a slight to anyone here, please accept my apologies. Lots gets lost in context online, and as I said I am not the best with these types of interactions, but I won't use that as an excuse if I hurt someone I consider a friend.

Also, thank you to all the peeps on here who've kept in touch, even with just a quick hello or a little joke to cheer me up. It honestly means a lot to me <3 And thank you all for your patience and understanding. Take care of yourselves. Listen to some birdsong, and have a great day.

- Scorchie

#talk to you all later <3 #blog update #march 2024 #ramadan mubarak

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vorecommunitywoes · 4 months ago

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if tinysuzy didnt block me u guys would have seen this earlier lol

more under the cut

pineapple, the red paste comment was literally on something u posted tht she reblogged. this is violent rhetoric that should never be encouraged. if you have a friend who talks about how they want to harm people who disagree with them, that is dangerous. you know those posts that talk about how you should never talk negatively about yourself because then you become more negative in general and hurt your self worth, especially if youre prone to things like depression and anxiety? thats the same logic here. if you express violent thoughts without any thought or care, or with a tone of genuinely wanting to do it, you are one step closer to being a violent person.

the admitting to reblogging blogs with nsfw on them (THE PERSON TINYSUZY IS TALKING ABOUT PROMOTES THEIR NSFW ON THEIR BLOG WITH MULTIPLE POSTS) because "minors can tell the difference between sfw and nsfw vore" when the line for kinks like vore are blurry. just bcuz theres no dicks in the art or other stuff doesnt mean that its ok for a minor to see. maybe the op intended it to be sexual and just isnt tagging it as nsfw because of the lack of genitals. if you post nsfw fetishes, and then post ab them with no mentions of genitals, that doesnt mean its immediately sfw.

and i am not "accusing things out of your control", suzy. YOU control what you post. YOU control what you reblog. YOU control your ability to do the bare minimum of checking if youre talking to someone who DOESNT WANT YOU TO TALK TO THEM because their content is SEXUAL. and they dont want your CHILDREN FOLLOWING to see their porn. THIS IS INHERENTLY ENDANGERING MINORS YOU SO WISH TO "PROTECT". that should NOT be the baseline of a "well respected person" in a fetish community.

would someone who posts about their feet fetish, or diapers, or pee or masochism/sadism fetishes to minors be ok if it was completely nonsexual? and if they reblog from ppl who post both sexual and nonsexual feet/pee/diaper posts for kids to see be ok? think about it. ppl can experience those kinks nonsexually, would it be ok for them to talk about minors to it? why or why not?

also i literally have evidence of her reblogging from nsfw ppl who didnt want their stuff to be seen to minors, its in my first post. there are screenshots and an archive link. her ignoring these ppls sexual boundaries is DANGEROUS. if you just took a look you would see it , and there are multiple ppl who agree with the ARCHIVED LINKS THAT CANT BE DELETED BY HER. (if u dont know what archiving links are, it means preserving a page forever and even if someone deletes the post it will still be on the internet and searchable). i dont know if you accidentally missed the "read more" part of the post, but you can click on that and it shows:

an archive link of the post (a screenshot that a bot takes and uploads what it sees when the page is loaded. i couldnt archive the page as a webpage for some reason but this is the second best thing)

and a screenshot of the person she reblogged from either saying their content is sexual or they dont want minors seeing it.

also like. cmon. thats an ableist comment, pineapple. dont do that, insulting people based off of characteristics they cant change (like someones intelligence, appearance, gender identity, race, or stuff like calling someone ugly or a slur, etc) hurts your friends more than it will ever hurt the person ur insulting. dont internalize behavior like that, criticize the actions, not the traits a person has.

and to clarify i dont blame anyone for not getting involved in this. i just wanted to spread a message about a very clear example of how easy it can be to expose minors to porn in this community, even if you dont intent it IT STILL HAPPENS.

#e-a/t #extreme cuddling #nsx vore #tinysuzy #v0re #suzyandthefox

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miiilowo · 9 months ago

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ok u dont have to answer this one publicly but i just want to wrap up. i understand that the world is taxing. i understand that living in the 21st century is difficult and its extremely more difficult to focus on an issue when you, yourself have your own very pressing issues. my main problem was your wording of the original tags, which is Why i interpreted them the way i did- someone sayying they have terms surrounding a Literal Genocide blocked is bound to raise eyebrows. I also think that you weren't entirely understanding my point- im not *educating* myself or others through tumblr, its merely a way to share tidbits of information about the updates on gaza and the situation, as well as remind people that palestine still exists and still needs our help. i encourage everyone to watch the news and hell, even pick up a book if they can; and i dont think anyone is intending to educate through tumblr posts. i appreciate the fact that you want to make sure the news you are spreading is genuine and i understand that its difficult to post if you are not sure what youre reblogging is true- but as a former follower of yours, and speaking to other former and current followers of yours, we all agreed that we did not see that many posts about the situation; and when we saw these tags we assumed you post about palestine very little, if at all. the way you said "social media should be fun" also was part of Why it seems like you are just ignoring the situation. because, like i said, it just seems like such a privileged point of view to be able to disengage with conflict whenever you'd like, when the people at the blunt end of that conflict have no choice. once again i do completely understand how taxing it can be to constantly engage with media about tragedies- but the ability to disengage Whenever you like is a privilege the people of gaza do not have.

i just want to end with two testimonies. one, from my partner, who was banned from posting about palestine because of his zionist parents, and might even have his internet access taken away and be sent to a religious school if they see him posting further content.And yet he uses his close friends instagram story to post infographics and articles and reels from reporters like Bisan when he can, and even advocates for the lives of gazans in person when he can.

Another is from one of my friends, who barely checks social medias because of burnout and depression. but when she does, she boosts stuff about palestine when she runs across it.

i apologize for the way i interpreted your tags, i understand now thats not what you meant.

i am gonna answer this publicly because i think its important. thank you for being kind instead of doubling down, and actually explaining your line of thinking . lots of internet conflicts dont resolve in any kind of positive way. im not gonna berate or bitch at you for making assumptions, i think that would be pointless, but i do think that this is kind of a good learning experience. just. generally speaking. thank you for apologizing, i appreciate it

#i am privileged. nothing i can do to change that. i do what i can when i can thats just how it goes #you are right overall. i dont disagree with you

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paintedperiwinkle · 9 months ago

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plant dashboard simulator part 2

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red apples are just so much better in every way idk i don’t make the rules

🍏 greenfiend176 Following

bold statement from someone who hasn’t even begun to flower or bear fruit yet but ok

#you are literally a sapling get off tumblr and go do your homework #this website really needs to be more serious with its age restrictions

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🌶️ redhoticecold Follow

she venus on my fly til i trap

🌶️ redhoticecold Follow

easy website

#hall of fame #25k #50k #100k #150k #200k

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🫑 pepper-bella09 Follow

why is it that humans only use fruit to make juices and smoothies but not vegetables?? when are we gonna get shown some appreciation?

🍌 fruitsalad Follow

because no one wants to drink a carrot rutabaga smoothie??

🍅 tom-mat0 Follow

bro hasn’t heard of V8 juice & green smoothies 💀

🍑 peachykeen22 Following

guys i know we all think this post is hilarious bc i keep seeing it circulate on my dash but can we pls stop reblogging it because op is a vegetable supremacist

#can someone who’s NOT a vegsup remake this post instead #discourse

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🪴 homegrown Follow

some of you were NOT grown in south facing windows and it shows…

🌷 pinkandpretty Following

um this is not it op… some houseplants don’t have access to south facing windows…

🌱 sproutaloud Follow

can we not bring this discourse back to the tl like it’s 2016 please

#we don’t need to relive this

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🍁 nevergreen Following

i can not believe i have to fucking say this but if you support controlled fires fuck you for real. those are living trees you fucking idiot

#controlled fire supporters dni #discourse

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🌹 positivity-rose02 Following

flowering plants/trees who are reaching mature age and have not flowered yet don’t be so hard on yourself!! everyone flowers at their own rate and your time will come 💚

🌼 daisy-dew Follow

reblogging for anyone else who needs to hear this because i did <3

#thank you :) #positivity #encouraging #self love

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👩🏽‍🌾 greenthumbs46 Follow

does anyone know how to get rid of aphids?

#gardening #gardeners

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🍑 peachykeen22 Following

if you guys put pepper-bella09 on my dash one more time it’s gonna be a hard block. i’m so fucking serious.

#cause i’ve said COUNTLESS times how problematic they are and i’m tired #this applies to moots too btw #mutuals tag

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🐝 bees-knees19 Follow

just pollinated my first flower!! :33

🦋 magicalmariposa Following

that’s incredible i’m so proud of you!

🌻 de-flowered Follow

THAT WAS YOU????

#HELLO??????

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🥥 tropical-chill Follow

reminder to please help tropical fruits feel welcomed this season!! it’s a new and scary place to a lot of us and we could really use the support!!!🩷

🍍 f1ne-apple Following

please! we really appreciate it!!^^

🍌 fruitsalad Follow

maybe don’t come here if it’s so scary for you then??

🥥 tropical-chill Follow

um.. anyway…

#not the ‘local produce supremacist’ opening their mouth again… #stay off my posts you fucking freak

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🥥 tropical-chill Follow

would like to take a moment to congratulate user fruitsalad for being the stupidest fucking plant on this app for 2 years in a row

🍇 leavesfromthevine Following

THEY STILL EXIST???

🥥 tropical-chill Follow

unfortunately!

#anyway. using this as a reminder to you all to please block them

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🐛 veryhungry Follow

these leaves are so fuckign good

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🌱 sproutaloud Follow

hey uh not so friendly reminder that if youre a plant who is not endangered by lawn mowers/weed whackers/hedge clippers etc then it’s not ok for you to joke about them and it’s extremely problematic if you do. thanks 👍

#making this post bc i keep seeing certain Plants™️ make jokes when they should not be #like girl you’re a house grown monstera you don’t need to be making jokes about lawn mowers

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☘️ 3littleguys Following

4leafers aren’t gonna like this but the way you treat us 3leafers is very telling. we know what you think of us

🥦 greens-n-beans Follow

you all love to repackage the same “discourse” about “oppressed” plants and give it a new name every 3-6 months. this week it’s clovers. no one cares

☘️ 3littleguys Following

are you a clover? no? then shut the fuck up

#like fuck off actually #SO sick of being dismissed on this app #nonclovers dni #3leafer safe

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#dashboard simulator #long post #i <3 making these

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bonesandthebees · 2 years ago

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Let's see...

💎 🪄 ☯️ for the ask game!!!!

💎why is writing important to you?

I've said this in a few other asks, but writing is just something I feel like i'm supposed to do. it's how I express myself creatively. it's how I make sense of the world around me and it's just a thing that drives me like nothing else. i've never had the same level of passion and dedication to improve a craft like I have with writing. it just means a lot to me, y'know?

🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?

well usually after posting something unless I really want to write, I'll give myself the day off from writing (of course I take days off when I haven't just written something, but I don't have the same nagging "you should be writing" hanging in the back of my head on posting days). a lot of times this leads to me needing something else to fill my evenings with, so a lot of times I end up cooking! let's see, for finishing strings today I: steamed artichokes and made a really good mayo lemon garlic based dipping sauce for them, made pasta and baked asparagus, and now I just took a blueberry pie out of the oven :) treating myself with good eats tonight

☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?

fandom is a community. its' always been a community, and a community is a group of people that interact with each other over a shared experience/hobby/interest/etc. if people are making content for a community, it's only expected that they receive 'payment' of some kind, which in the case of fanfics is through kudos and comments. and similarly with with fanart, RTs/reblogs are currency, along with replies! it's engaging in the community to keep it alive. you can't have a community of people if it's dead silent. with less traditional forms of content like analysis creating discussion is another great way to engage in the community. and then of course there's just standard having conversations with people you meet on twitter/tumblr and making friends!

if you have social anxiety, you don't need to feel guilty if you're not contributing to analysis discussion or dming your mutuals on social media. but there's silent ways to participate! again, like leaving kudos on a fic or reblogging fanart. i love tumblr because the tag system lets me ramble a ton of thoughts about my reblogs that I feel too awkward or anxious to actually put in the replies. to me, talking in tags feels like talking mostly to myself, but in a way that the creator can see it if they want but it's not creating an expectation for anyone to actually read my tags. so I highly encourage talking in tags when you reblog stuff. or of course people can do what you've done here and send anonymous asks! I mean, I have a whole group of named anons on my blog. so using the anon feature can definitely help with anxiety as well.

either way, if you want to be a lurker that's ok, but I encourage you to try and participate in fandom because it's just more fun for everyone that way! even if your support is silent, reblogging art you like or leaving a kudos on a fic you enjoyed does so much more than just scrolling past things and never letting the creator know you appreciated it.

ask game!

#ask game #anon

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insomniamamma · 2 years ago

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a moment of appreciation for u off anon. i sent an ask on anon for your ask game yesterday but i'm here just to say i think you are so cool. I love your writing, and I love learning from you - in posts you reblog, or in posts about life, things you type in the tags. I'm inspired by you and the fact that you have these amazing passions, hobbies, and creative talents, and you're a working adult and parent as well. It makes me really emotional to see women of many ages interacting in fandom spaces -- especially when socially, women are so often encouraged to leave their interests behind as time goes on. you're so fucking cool and badass and lovely and intelligent and kind. i hope you have a great day.

and I hope your uncle is alright - I have some antivax friends and while I think they're idiots for not getting vaccinated, I Iove them and don't wish any ill on them - sending healing vibes your way.

oh my goodness. i am feeling so many things right now. I'm not sure how coherent this answer is going to be.

I've spent a lot of time lurking in fandom spaces before there were fandom spaces, I used to read Farscape fanfic when all we had was geocitities. I've fallen down various fandom black holes over the years but always as a lurker, I wrote fic but always for myself. I didn't work up the nerve to interact with fandom until what? Three years ago? IDK, the whole pandemic thing has played hell on my sense of time.

what I'm saying is, I didn't get up the nerve to write fanfic and share it with the world until I was over 40.

The way fandom treats middle aged women is fucking disgusting and hypocritical. 20 years olds can say the nastiest shit imaginable about (insert middle aged celebrity here), but when an older woman *checks notes* expresses any sort of sexual interest in (insert middle aged celebrity here) oooooh. ewwww. creeper.

And its like, ok, I was not the one on tik-tok saying (insert middle aged celebrity here)'s cum would make good lipgloss. You all want to be his problematically young girlfriend.

And don't get me going about the whole subset of people who think that anyone over 25 in fandom spaces is automatically some sort of creepy groomer. How dare women over 30 write about sexual desire. HOW DARE.

Sorry this turned super ranty. It's good to know that there are people out there who welcome my presence.

You don't cease to exist once you turn 30 or 40 of 50. Once you become a parent you don't cease to be you. I wish people understood this and stopped punishing women for having interests other than fucking child-rearing.

This ask makes me feel so much hope.

thank you for the well-wishes for my uncle. I will never forgive Trump for politicizing a goddamn plague.

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gible-love-nibles-archive · 2 years ago

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Gonna put this in its own post 'cause this was sent to the wrong blog (it's totally ok tho!)

Step 1: I say fuck it. Step 2: I ball.

No, but to be serious. This is, a pretty complicated question. Or maybe it's complicated because I'm about to give a very long answer.

First off, how I do it: Most of my posts (mainly my creative ones) I put a lot of time and effort into. I think that directly clashes—and often wins against— the embarrassment for me because I like sharing the stuff I make! This blog is like, one of the only ways I feel truly free and comfortable to express myself.

I like to think of this blog as my own personal stage. I put my craft and “perform” on it, and while the doors are open for people to watch, I imagine I’m doing it to a void. Or maybe a personal journal would be more accurate. If nothing else, it gets ideas out of my head. (It's like. Scientifically proven that is good for you btw. I forgot where I saw it, but like. Having all these thoughts in your head makes you more miserable or smth. If nothing else, post your ramblings for your health).

I think it helps that the only posts I main tag are my promos. I don’t really interact with the larger community (which is something I recommend for any kind of community. The smaller the pool, the less of a chance for unsavory people, yk?).

Second— for being judged: if someone comes up to you/your blog complaining about your self-shipping for being cringe or something along those lines, they hate fun. People have been self-inserting themselves into stories for centuries (look up Dante's Inferno); they do it for fun, coping, or whatever else. If someone is making fun of you for it, they're probably not someone you want to interact with anyway. Luckily, Tumblr is the most self-ship-friendly social media platform around and I think that crowd's mostly died out.

Third— for toxic shippers: I’ve got three things.

The block button is your very best friend. Use it liberally. If it sucks, hit da bricks!!

Use the filtered tags for things you don't want to see (like proship or comship).

Vet people. Read through their DNI, BYF, and definitely their F/O list.

This is just me speaking about my experience though. Mine's pretty isolated, and I’m sure I got things wrong or that could’ve been worded better. If anyone wants to reblog this and add their own advice, I highly encourage you to do so!

#i answered the question #patty 💞!#at the end of the day. or. year i guess. i'm only one person #but this is what has worked for me #it might work for you! it might not! i just hope this helped somehow

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iwannaban0nym0us · 2 years ago

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I posted 4,940 times in 2022

95 posts created (2%)

4,845 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@chaserofstarsandtheabyss

@coonazz74

@the-qalankhais-sweetheart

@tocautiouslygo

@the-starlight-papers

I tagged 998 of my posts in 2022

#me - 121 posts

#personal - 27 posts

#snw spoilers - 25 posts

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My Top Posts in 2022:

** SNW episode 10 spoilers ahead!!**

First of all ADMIRAL PIKE!?!?! I love how they kept the uniform from the movies but added the little touch of the SNW texture

Ok now we gotta talk about Captain Kirk what did they do to him, that’s not my Captain Kirk. That is not what he looks like and he’s not nearly brash enough.

Anyway, putting aside my Kirk complaints, holy shit that episode was great. Being the massive Trekkie that I am I went and rewatched the episode that it was referencing as soon as I finished that episode. The amount of lines that the kept the same at the beginning of the episode is incredible, even some of the way Kirk moves around the bridge in tos is very similar to how Pike moves around the bridge in snw. Like y’all SNW clearly did it’s research and that makes my Trekkie heart very happy.

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The Black Ring

Black ring Right middle finger A fuck you to Fucking anyone

It’s a physical reminder Something to rub When I feel Like an other Like I’m missing out That I’m too queer Or not queer enough It grounds me Reminds me I’m not alone

It’s a signal A way to let others know “Hey, you’re not alone” It’s subtle But powerful It’s simple But meaningful

It’s a piece of me I almost never take it off It represents a part of me That can’t otherwise Be seen and understood Even with the ring Only some people care To see and understand But I do and some do And that’s enough for me

Black ring Right middle finger A reminder A Symbol A part of me How I say “I’m Proud, Proud to be Ace.”

27 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

Queer as in Myself

Queer As in finally Myself Queer as in Confident and relieved Queer as in Free

I found My true self Within my queerness No more Seeing another person When I look In a mirror No more wondering If something is Wrong with me No more Endless confusion Queerness allowed me To finally be Me

I found A new sense of Confidence In my queerness A relief from Confining pressures Allowed me to be BOLD To show confidence In who I am Without fear Queerness showed me Strength I didn’t know I had In me

I found Escape In queerness A world Where I could Just be Queerness lifted me From unnecessary requirements And allowed me To Live My Life

Queerness has given me A home And a space to discover Who I am And for that I am Profoundly Grateful

33 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

staff start banning terfs challenge

51 notes - Posted June 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Queer Poetry Collection

Trans Hate

Being trans comes with many joys, finally discovering yourself, finding people who understand you the euphoria of looking like yourself for the first time the pride in breaking the chains of the gender binary It also comes with some unavoidable pain not feeling like your body is your own living some of your life as someone you’re not your voice not sounding like you clothes never fitting quite right and some easily avoidable suffering like societal oppression being abused and made fun of just for living as our true selves being referred to by terms that aren’t your own

Greg Abbott, Ken Paxton Ron DeSantis, Joe Harding Ted Cruz, Donald Trump theses men do nothing to help instead they encourage the torment and through their positions of power they spread their harmful ideas transphobia snakes its way through the republican party spreading it’s tendrils through the darkest corners

Greg Abbott Ken Paxton and their long pointy nails ripping trans children from their parents drawing blood where lives could be spared blocking the pathways to happy healthier lives trans kids in Texas directly under fire trans kids everywhere can feel their pain

Ron DeSantis Joe Harding and their massive obnoxious mouths talking over anyone who’s different or odd running their mouths as if they’re better than the rest of us stopping children from sharing their stories or even learning that they are not alone other people feel that way it’s not wrong to be queer queerness should be celerbrated not erased from our vocabulary

Ted Cruz and his two sided hair cut viewed from one side he is a protector from the other side he is a transphobe one perspective buys into his tale of biological supremacy among children, kids who just want to play the other view point sees the evil forcing kids to hide their true self or leave the game that they love

Donald Trump and his blaring orange skin the bright color acts as a beacon calling similar minded people to his side gathering support for causes that deserve no recognition preventing people from serving their country because their gender doesn’t align with your expectations preventing brave men women and people from serving simply because of what’s in their pants

Six fallen saviors leaders turned corrupt they were supposed to empower the people they serve instead they terrorize them powerful people, political leaders they are supposed to guide the way to a better future not turn us around and send us back to bigotry oppression and hatred

It Hurts

“Women’s reproductive rights” “After a woman gives birth” “Her” “He or she” “Girls” “Ladies and gentleman” [Women’s room] [Men’s room] “Girl’s team” “Boy’s team” “Son or daughter” “Mom and dad” “Brother or sister”

Everyone pretends I don’t exist Everyone tries to deny my existence Everyone implies I’m not there Everything is structured to ignore my existence Every tradition pretends I’m not real

It hurts I try to hide it I shrug it off I ignore it I say it’s ok

But it isn’t Every Little Stab Hurts

I. Exist. Too. Just because I don’t fit Into your neat little boxes Doesn’t mean I’m not real Doesn’t mean you can just ignore me I have a uterus too I play on this team too I’m listening to your speeches too I exist in this world too

How about “Reproductive rights” “After a person gives birth” “Their” “They” “United” “Folks” [Bathroom] “Coach A’s team” “Coach B’s team” “Child” “Parents” “Sibling”

Just change a few words It’s not very hard And it can make a world of a difference It can make me feel seen and heard It can make me feel real It can make me feel like I have a place in this world Because I do Weather or not you care to acknowledge me I am here and I am queer

Transitional Years

Alone Scared What am I supposed to do What is gender How do I stay safe How do I explain these feelings What is going on inside me What is going on around me

I am so glad that time is over The fear The questioning The confusion No more hiding who I am just because I don’t understand it And I’m afraid the world won’t either No more hiding inside Afraid of the plague that’s taken over the world

I can be free now I can be myself I can be unapologetically myself I can be a normal kid

I’m never getting those years back Those 2 years spent hiding in the darkness of my room Or all the years before spent believing in a lie I lost my transitional years To a plague And to a different kind of transition

I went in one person And came out a totally new version of myself

New name New pronouns New perspective on the world

I’m not alone in my struggles, I wish younger me knew that Other people feel the way you do And everyone is there for you You don’t have to question alone It’s ok to let others know you’re confused and scared

I’m happy for my friends Who aren’t going through that alone I’m glad I can be there to support them To show them that they aren’t alone To show them the light at the end of the tunnel To be an example of a happy ending

I just wish younger me was that brave Younger me was too afraid of the unknown To admit to anyone else that I didn’t know Didn’t know who I was Instead of letting others help me to find myself I hid myself from everyone I hid myself from myself I denied who I am Because I thought I had to know To pick To tell everyone I thought I had to know who I was Before I could tell people who I’m not I thought I had to pick between Being truly myself And being a part of my team I thought if I told someone I would have to tell everyone So I chose hiding I chose the past I chose my team

Sure, it made me who I am But couldn’t have there been An easier path to this point? We’ll never know At least for now, I’m just happy to have made it here I hid away for 2 years And in the process I found myself I pulled back the coat of lies That I had been building up my whole life I eased out of it And I burned it The freedom I found Was well worth the pain That the path here caused I am myself And I am never turning back

The Queer Fight

Gay marriage was legalized In the united states Within my lifetime And I’m still in highschool

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breakfast-4-dinner · 1 year ago

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New users, old users, everyone. There is fucking nothing wrong with liking posts. Sometimes you genuinely enjoy something, but it's not for your blog. You have a right to put what you want on your own page. Don't let anyone pressure you into a choice between not engaging at all, or putting something on your blog you don't feel belongs there.

Plus, there are many uses for the likes button. I like to use it as something to come back to (like a video you can't watch in the moment but don't want to lose.) You can also use it as a way to toss some kudos to a mutuals' personal post, or to boost notes, or really for any reason you want.

This has long been a thing on tumblr I just ignored but honestly, I've always thought it's a little stupid. Obviously if your blog is empty that's one thing, but splitting your engagement between likes, comments, and reblogs is entirely at your discretion and reflects your style as a tumblr user.

Anyone who says they reblog every single thing they like 100% of the time is simply a liar. We all make choices every time we scroll of what we feel suits our blog. Some ppl have sideblogs for this reason but I quite frankly don't have the energy for that and it's ok if you don't either.

The one thing that I do encourage is to reblog art you enjoy if it speaks to you because artists DO struggle to find their audience on tumblr. But if you don't think it has a place on your blog then like that's your choice. Sometimes I feel things are too NSFW for my page or its not a Fandom I'm in or I already reblogged a bunch of stuff in that style and I want to disperse the imagery better. These are all valid reasons to not reblog something, and just like it to give acknowledgement that it has been seen and enjoyed.

Plus, liking a post does boost its notes, so if the artist has used tags, which they should if they're concerned about visibility, the higher notes will help it reach more ppl within each tag they used. It's not an empty gesture. Bullying ppl into engaging only one way will end up costing you engagement, not generating more.

Once more for those in the back.

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tamedstray · 4 months ago

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1 through 5 for the munday memeeeee <3

Munday questions ☼

How do you feel about reblog karma?

Ok so, I see its value as good practice, but I personally don't practice it or enforce it. It's good for the ecosystem, the economy, but I also don't want anyone to feel pressured to send things, even encouraging certain memes to be stolen; my tag #ask. please steal means I want to send some ok please 👀 Ultimately, I only send things I can see Vigor saying or doing, whilst also being careful not to send asks when I'm overwhelmed with drafts (though of course if I have too many drafts I won't outright steal the meme, though might put it on a side blog to consider later sshhh.) That's actually the main reason I'm bad at reblog karma: I want to sending things but draft anxiety is stopping me, then occasionally posting the meme a week or two later.

Is it hard for you to write with characters you don’t know/don’t know well?

Yes if we're talking ocs, no if we're talking canons. I am happy to learn more about ocs as time goes on, but the more I know, the easier it is to write !! In contrast, I actually prefer canon characters I know less about, I think as part of my preference for ocs lol.

Whose writing has impacted your writing style the most? (you can choose anyone! famous writer or not.)

I don't read I'm sorry like I'm into audiobooks rn because I can listen to them on my opening shifts at work but otherwise I can't claim any clear influence 💀 Most of my reading and writing has been through roleplay and fanfiction when I was literally a child. I just hope to improve slowly through listening to audiobooks and writing here idk idk 🥲 Since this is where I read, it's my partners who influence me the most ♡

Which muse of yours is your all time favorite? if you stopped writing them: why?

Vigor my son 💞 I've been writing him on-and-off since 2016 and I'm so glad I revamped him for bg3 on a whim. He was originally a Skyrim oc but he works so much better here 😭 the brain worm was good for him, actually.

Is there a muse you really want to try? if yes: what’s stopping you?

My favourite d&d character of all time: Russel Tumblebrush. In fact, I did briefly make a blog for him, only to realise not many people want to write with an acearo time-travelling mole who talks like a pyromaniac Winnie the Pooh. Still, I might try it again, or just write him on discord one day. If anyone wants to send their muses through time-travel therapy with a lovable but unhinged moleman hmu ✌️ I also occasionally think about writing Wyll simply because he needs more love, Larian >:( which isn't a great reason, since I do prefer writing ocs (less pressure omg) and I barely have time as it is. Also, Solas or Cole from dai, just because I love both them boys so much 😭😭 I think writing Cole would be healing for me fr. Solas? He's in my brain 24/7 so I might as well lmao.

#ooc.#THANK YOU ARLO MY DEAR <3 #thank you for these

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e-dubbc11 · 2 years ago

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Next Song

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F! Reader

Warnings: One F-bomb (I think that’s it), yearning, a little angst, fluffy (maybe?)

Word Count: 2.8k-ish

Summary: One night while on patrol, on top of a random apartment building, Matt hears the most beautiful sound and it’s coming from one of the apartments below his perch, it’s your singing voice.

A/N: So this is for my lovely Mindi @mindidjarin it’s based on her Matt thought the 1 I did change it slightly, I didn’t make the reader Matt’s neighbor, I really hope that’s ok 🤞 I also made a playlist to go along with this. I’ll put it in at the end after the tag list. I know it’s been awhile since I wrote for Matt, so I’m a little rusty, I’ve missed it. One more thing…my tag list. Because of the lack of interaction lately especially with my most recent fics for Matt, I will tag the people I think will be the most interested in it. I just don’t wanna waste anyones time if you’re not really into it.

As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

The full moon illuminated the night sky, stars twinkled like tiny diamonds in the crisp fall air and even though he couldn’t see that the moon was full, he knew it was, he sensed it as he sat on his perch, atop your apartment building, waiting and listening for anyone that cried out for help.

The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen had a feeling about tonight although he wasn’t quite sure what that feeling was yet, was it a good one? Was it a bad one? He still wasn’t sure. It wasn’t until he heard your feet lightly hit the floor and the music start to play that he felt his own heart skip a beat as you started to sing along with the music playing.

He tilted his head, trying to listen closely as to which apartment was yours. The Devil could hear the low melody of Van Morrison’s Crazy Love coming from your apartment, that voice sounded so familiar, he’s heard it before during another one of his nightly patrols, same song, same time of night. “She can’t sleep”, he thought to himself.

And then remembered hearing screams calling out into the darkness, interrupting the serenade you didn’t know you were performing for him, he had to leave you even though his heart hurt to do so. He didn’t want to but he had to, his city needed his help and he was the only one who could protect it.

Now he was back again, on the same rooftop where he heard the most beautiful voice that’s ever weaved its way through his ears, it was your voice, and he was hoping to hear you sing the whole song before he had to leave this time. The goosebumps danced across his skin as you sang…

She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love. She give me love, love, love, love, crazy love

Was it a coincidence that he listened to the same song when he couldn’t sleep? On the rare occasions The Devil took a night off and when he just couldn’t drown out the sounds of his city, he would play that same song over and over again until his eyelids grew heavy and felt himself drift off, still feeling guilty that he didn’t go out that night but his body needed rest. He was human after all.

He had dreams also, dreams about hearing your angelic voice, he wanted to listen to it every day. Did you sing only when you couldn’t sleep? Or did you sing all the time? He wanted to know, he needed to know.

The Devil found himself taking detours on his way home from his day job, walking past your apartment building to see if you were home, and depending on the song playing he could tell what kind of mood you were in.

If you were in a playful mood, it was always some sort of Pop music, mostly Britney or one of the boy bands. The way you would move around your apartment, he could tell you were dancing too.

Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart, got lost in the game Oh baby, baby, Oops, you think I'm in love That I'm sent from above I’m not that innocent

A sly smile spread across his face, his dimple on display for people to see as they walked past him on the sidewalk. He knew people were looking at him, wondering what the devilish grin was for but he didn’t care, listening to you made him smile.

A few times he would walk by in the morning, trying to find out what time you went to work and what time you came home from work. What time did you eat dinner? What time did you go to bed? And the question he really wanted answered…Were you seeing anyone?

It was early on his patrol one evening, he approached your rooftop, he finally solved the riddle as to which apartment was yours and your window was cracked open just a little. You were talking on the phone, your voice was sad, then angry, then sad again.

The Devil knew he shouldn’t be listening to a private conversation but he wanted to know who was making you upset. And then he heard it, he heard you say “What? So you love her? Is that what you’re telling me?! So not only did you cheat on me, you’re in love with the woman you cheated on me with! Fuck you!”

You were seeing someone, obviously not anymore. He heard you hang up on whoever you were talking to and burst into tears, he sat there for hours listening to you cry your heart out and he couldn’t do anything about it.

He wanted nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and tell you “It’s ok sweetheart. I’m here, I’ve got you.” But he couldn’t. He had saved his fair share of the people of Hell’s Kitchen from the evil that is out there on his streets but he couldn’t protect you from a broken heart.

He licked his lips and tilted his head, he heard you get up from the couch and turn your speaker on. What were you going to play this time? He didn’t recognize the song but it didn’t matter, even all cried out, your voice sounded beautiful to him.

Did you really think last night would last forever. Did you really think that guy hung the moon. Right now you hate yourself 'cause you knew better. But there's no use crying over spilled perfume

Your heart was broken, he could hear it, he felt your pain and after he moved onto the fire escape, he could taste the salt from your tears. The scent of lavender floated outside past him, your window was still ajar. It was probably your body wash or shampoo he was picking up, a light scent that wasn’t overpowering for him.

A cry from a few blocks away tore him away from you once again but before leaving, he whispered “It will be alright, angel. It will get better.” And he disappeared into the night.

The nights following that one were hard for The Devil, listening to you cry and sing sad songs, some he had never heard before like The One I Gave My Heart To, You Lost Me, Cry, Storm and Let Him Fly. He didn’t understand why he felt such anger towards the man that hurt you, to the man that broke your heart, he didn’t know him but how could someone hurt you like that?

He didn’t even know your name but the feelings he had for you were something he’s never experienced before. He heard people sing all the time, day and night, on patrol or just in passing on the street. So why was he being pulled so hard towards you? He still didn’t know.

1:30 AM, there it was again. Crazy Love. Another sleepless night for you, he caught himself humming along this time, thinking about maybe that could be your song that you could slow dance to together when neither one of you can sleep.

Or while you were cooking together listening to some old Motown like Bring It On Home to Me or Signed, Sealed, Delivered. He had daydreams of listening to you sing in the shower or cleaning the apartment. Those kinds of thoughts flooded his mind constantly and it was all based on what you sounded like, your happy voice, even your sad voice, and your singing voice. He couldn’t get enough.

The Devil never imagined he could find someone to share his life with, someone that could accept him, that would accept what he did. For some reason, he felt in his heart, that that person could be you.

He could tell you were feeling better about your break-up. The songs he heard you singing were upbeat. Songs like No Diggity, It Takes Two, California Love, and Hypnotize were turned up. You sounded adorable even singing along to rap songs.

One morning on his detour to work, walking past your apartment he heard you. Your window must have been open a little more than usual, either that or you were just singing I Wanna Dance With Somebody extra loud.

Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody. With somebody who loves me. Oh, I wanna dance with somebody. I wanna feel the heat with somebody. Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody. With somebody who loves me

This made him happy, the Devil stood outside against the lamp post listening to you belt out the lyrics, he could tell you were dancing and your heartbeat sounded healthy and happy. The song ended and the you shut your music off, he thought you must be leaving for work soon. He would come back and check on you again later.

The Devil left work later than usual that night. When he stepped outside, the cool autumn air hit his face and immediately jolted him awake and he couldn’t wait to hear what you were singing tonight.

As he got closer and closer to your apartment, he heard the sounds of Elvis playing and the aroma of chili cooking on the stove. The song that he heard you singing, he just couldn’t help but smirk.

You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are, devil in disguise

You fooled me with your kisses. You cheated and you schemed. Heaven knows how you lied to me. You're not the way you seemed

The Devil in Disguise…and, unknowingly, you were his angel. An angel in disguise that makes him feel better after a hard day, an angel that listens to the same song as he does when he can’t sleep. He also found himself listening to Crazy Love at other times of the day but it was your voice he heard, not anyone else’s. Did you have any idea how beautiful your voice was? There was a reason he found his way to your rooftop that first night and why that song? Out of an extremely large catalog of songs in the world, why did you both choose that one? The Devil would love to ask his angel that question someday.

On his walk into work one morning, the Devil didn’t hear any music coming from your apartment which was strange. It was 8 AM, he knew you didn’t leave for work until at least 8:30, so why wasn’t your music on? Why weren’t you singing? He heard your heartbeat though, you were close, very close. At a steady pace, you were walking down the stairs to come outside. Oh no…But it was too early.

His heart started to race, he started to feel extremely nervous, and found it difficult to catch his breath. You were coming closer and closer, he adjusted his red tinted glasses and gripped his cane, he waited patiently to determine which direction you were headed.

Facing the front of your building, the Devil felt you open the door, take two steps and turn to his left, your right. He caught the scent of your perfume, notes of Violet Leaf, Lemon, and Cardamom hovered in the air around him, while the base notes of Musk, Cashmere Wood, and White Cedar Extract gave him the impression you enjoyed wearing cologne rather than perfume. The scent was intoxicating, sunny and cool like an early autumn morning, just like it is right now.

He followed closely behind you, one block, then two when the aroma of coffee caught his attention. The Devil stood behind you in line, listening to your heart rate beating a little faster from the walk and being in close proximity to others, luckily it wasn’t busy so it wasn’t too overwhelming for him. He listened as you ordered your coffee…”Coffee flavored coffee, light cream and one sugar, please.”

Even the way you ordered coffee was beautiful, your voice was so soothing and tender, he could tell you were smiling while placing your order, and he waited for the barista to ask for your name, time seemed to stand still for him waiting to hear it. The voice inside his head kept repeating over and over again, ask for her name, ask her. I need to know my angel’s name. The barista finally asked you…”Name please.” Here it comes…

“Oh it’s y/n.” You answered and you stepped off to the side.

The Devil finally had a name to go along with your beautiful voice, and he was so distracted by your name that he didn’t notice at first the barista asking him for his order. He gave his order and stepped aside, next to you, he noticed you were humming, his suit jacket brushing against your leather jacket. He felt your heart jump, maybe he startled you, and you went back to humming. Finally, he recognized the song.

You're as smooth as Tennessee whiskey. You're as sweet as strawberry wine. You're as warm as a glass of brandy. And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time

He was resting his hands on the counter when they called out your name. Taking your coffee, he could have sworn you paused for a moment to look at him and smile. You didn’t know he could sense you were doing that, he knew you took a sip before walking out, before he had the chance to say anything to you, you were gone.

The woman behind the counter, calling out names said “Oh no, she forgot her wallet.”

The Devil somehow knew she was talking about you, she gave him his coffee and he said he’d return the wallet before you got too far away. He stepped out of the coffee shop, shut out everything around him except for your heart beat, you were at the corner and still humming Tennessee Whiskey.

He picked up his pace a little, and before he knew it, you were directly in front of him. The Devil took a deep breath before calling out your name.

“Excuse me, y/n? You forgot your wallet at the coffee shop.” And he held out your wallet for you to take. You grazed his fingers as you took it from his hands, your skin was soft and warm even on this chilly morning.

“Oh my goodness, thank you so much!” You exclaimed. “I didn’t sleep very well last night so my mind is somewhere else.”

He already knew that.

Confused, you asked “How…how did you know my name? And how…how did you know where I was if…if you can’t see me?”

With a devilish grin, he flashed his dimple at you and chuckled “They called out your name for your coffee order. And because you were humming the same song waiting for your drink.”

He could tell you were slightly embarrassed but you laughed it off. “Right…sleep deprivation is real.”

The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen just kept smiling, he was very much in love with you even though you had no idea who he was but oh he loved you. He loved your music, he loved to listen to you speak, even listening to you cry, it broke his own heart but he’s never heard anyone “cry pretty” before, like the song you played one night said…

You can pretty lie. And say it's okay. You can pretty smile. And just walk away. Pretty much fake your way through anything. But, you can't cry pretty

But to him, you did exactly that…”Cry Pretty”

He could tell you were staring at him, from his shoes, to his suit, then to the cane and to the glasses and your heart was racing. He could tell that you liked him.

It didn’t matter what you were talking about, you could be reading signs on the sides of buses for all he knew and it would still sound melodic, lovely, and calming.

You spoke again.

“Thank you again for returning this. Is there any way I can repay you Mister…?

He was finally going to tell you his name. “Murdock…My name is Matt Murdock.”

He could tell you were smiling again, you bit down on your bottom lip before replying. “Well it’s nice to meet you Matt Murdock. I’m y/f/n y/l/n, I guess we’ve been properly introduced now.”

His licked his bottom lip and tried to keep from fidgeting. “I guess we have, y/n. I guess we have. If you’d like to get a drink after work, I’m free.” He panicked a little, what if you said no?

“I’d love to.” You replied.

The Devil smiled again. “Great, because I really like the sound of your voice.” He could tell you were blushing and maybe he was too.

The Devil hoped he would be able to listen to his Angel sing many more times during the course of his life, for the rest of his life and he couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of having a life with you.

He prayed that you would never stop singing even after he was gone because he had to go before you, he just had to. He just couldn’t bear the thought of living in a world where he would never hear your beautiful voice again. He hoped that he would never have to.

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