#oh and also goes very very femme!!!

[fa1len]

what if this was a discreet, lowkey starter call for crowley in the 60s-70s bc i have. so very fucking many thoughts? actually?

[5eyed]

realized i never posted her.. this is soona xeres's best friend :)

[dilf-rot]

Hot Summer - MDNI 18+

TAGS: Wolverine x Reader, Logan Howlett x Reader, Logan has a knot, idc if wolverines are not a canid species I’m doing my best ok, Femme Reader, Friends to lovers sort of deal, Mentions of rut / heat, maybe a little feral?, also im giving this bitch fangs because he should have them, smut with very little plot, creampie, helping a horny mutant in need, PinV, oral (fem receiving) ((for like 1 moment)), marking / hickeys / scratching, this is literally just smut with minimal plot

WORD COUNT: 2560

A/N: Hey, remember when I asked if you would still love me if I wrote Logan with a knot? Yeah well here it is, may it comfort you in this terrible world <3 

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The summer at the institute was always a little boring, or even very boring. You were one of the few students who hadn’t made plans and ended up stuck in the mansion, doing mindless tasks and trying to not be bored out of your mind. It was mostly empty, and as you walked the halls, you hardly even noticed the change in atmosphere. It had just been you, Charles, and a few other kids that would pop up every now and then. So, you were rather surprised when you rounded the corner and saw him standing there. 

“Logan,” You call, and he turns to look at you. Your breath catching in your throat as you take in the sight of him, sweaty and a little dirty from whatever he had been doing. “I thought you were out for the summer?”

“Yeah, was. Chuck called me back, gotta fix up some things.” He looks you over, and smiles, the flash of his sharp canines sending flutters right through your stomach. 

“Oh, well it’s good to see you.” You try not to stare, wondering if he has somehow gotten even more alluring in his brief absence. The length of your shorts, and thin fabric of your tank making you feel much more bare now than before. “I’ll let you get back to it,” 

“Thanks, doll. We’ll catch up when I’m done.” Something in his voice feels different, but you try not to focus on it as you head over towards the kitchen. He did look rather good, maybe even more than he usually did. Though you had been trying desperately not to think of him in that way, to preserve one of the few friendships you had built here. But the image of him dripping in sweat, in a dirt stained beater and jeans that were tight in all the right spots. That image would make things harder for sure. The thoughts of his teeth sliding along your neck, his rough hands clinging to your hips. 

You pushed those thoughts down as best as you could and decided you would attempt to read, lounging in the corner of the kitchen, book in hand. Your eyes flicking across the pages, barely absorbing the words, just trying to give yourself a reasonable distraction. You weren’t sure how long you had been doing this before Logan had made his way into the kitchen. 

“Reading?”

“Barely-” you laugh, but are briefly silenced when you look up to see Logan, shirtless. He has his dirty tank in his hand, using it to wipe the sweat from his brow. It wasn’t even that hot out for the season, and yet he was somehow soaked in sweat. You couldn’t imagine the work Charles had him doing to be that strenuous. 

“Oh yeah? Something on your mind?” He loops the fabric of the tank through one of his belt loops and walks over to the fridge. 

“Uh-” You can’t help the way your mind practically goes blank as you watch him. He’s taken a beer from the very back of the fridge and popped the cap off on the edge of the counter, hopefully he hadn’t chipped it or that would be another thing to add to his list of repairs. 

“You want one?” He references the drink in his hand, you nod and stand up from your chair. Whatever book you were reading was quickly forgotten and left on the floor. You stand next to him leaning against the counter as he opens the beer for you and hands it to you. He must’ve bought them and hid them in the back of the fridge whenever he had gotten back to the mansion, cause you couldn’t recall seeing any in there for the past few months. 

As you take the beer from him your fingers brush against his, and as if he had been shocked he flinches. His eyes are dark as he looks down at you. He grits his teeth and tries to regain his composure, but you can tell something is going on. You step closer to him, your hip almost touching him. He leans down towards you, as if he was going to tell you a secret.

You want to turn your face towards his, to swallow him up in a kiss, to beg him to tell you what he was thinking. But as he moves closer to you, you find yourself paralyzed.

“You smell good,” he breathes in, his face inches away from your neck.

“So do you…” You turn your head to avoid his gaze. He smells better than usual. Something about the smell of sunshine, dirt, and whatever sawdust or debris had been falling onto him made you want to reach out and grab him, but before you could, he corners you. Your back against the counter, his hands finding your hips and effortlessly lifting you on top of the counter. He presses himself against you. You're caged in by his large arms, the muscles taut and glistening.

His face against your neck, his teeth almost brushing against your skin. His rough fingers digging into your hips. The fabric of his jeans rubbing up against your thighs, now wet from his sweat and your sudden excitement.

“Logan-” you whine, practically trembling, and he seems to remember himself.

“Sorry, doll.” He steps back and looks you over, a devious glint in his eye. Without another word he is gone from the kitchen. You are unsure of what to do, or what even was happening but eventually follow him.

He has resigned himself to his room, and you can hear him pacing back and forth behind the door. You knock gently and the sounds stop. He opens the door just a crack, he seems even sweatier and disheveled from when he had found you in the kitchen. His eyes piercing and intense, his pupils blown wide, his breath slow and shaky. 

“Logan, are you alright?”

He grunts in response, shaking his head. 

“What’s wrong?” 

He looks you over, and opens the door wider. You step inside and he quickly shuts the door. He looks even wilder than he had in the kitchen, still shirtless, only in his jeans. Which you try not to make note of the very large and obvious bulge in the crotch. His hair is messy and disheveled, you imagine he had been running his hands through it as he was pacing around.

“Logan?” You walk towards him and he makes a strangled sound. “Are you feeling ok?”

When he turns towards you, your heart races and your breath catches in your throat. He looks so pathetic. Rendered down to some poor animalistic creature. He walks slowly towards you, and when he is a mere step away he grabs your hands and pins them up above you, your back pressed against the door. 

“You should go,” He growls into your ear as he brushes his nose against your jaw. “Too dangerous for you to be in here.”

“Why? You’re not gonna hurt me,” You lean into his touch, resting your head against his.

“Might,” He drops your wrists and tries to step away, but you follow. Keeping the gap between you as small as possible. He groans as you run your hands along his arms, trying to be gentle and encouraging so that he may tell you what’s going on. Before you can ask, he takes one of your hands and slides it underneath the waistband of his pants. 

Your eyes widened as you feel the weight and heat of his cock in your hand. You curiously push your hand down more and feel a swollen bulb at the base of it. Oh. 

Oh. 

Now you understood. You had at some points wondered just how animalistic his mutation was, but now you got it. Late summer was a rather common breeding season for a variety of mammals and it seems as if Logan was one of them. 

“Let me help you,” You slide your fingers up the length of him, tracing the prominent vein on the underneath of the shaft.

“Don’t think that’s a good idea,” He shudders as you wrap your fingers around his cock.

“Why not?” You smile up at him, and you feel him straining to not thrust up into your hand.

“You might regret it.”

“I don’t think so,” you lean up so that your lips are nearly brushing his, and his restrain snaps.

He closes the distance and practically devours you, kissing you rough and desperately. 

It was as if a fire had been reignited within him and he could do nothing to put it out. His hands grasping and clawing at you, wrapping his arms around your waist and squeezing you tight against him. His lips leaving frenzied kisses against your jaw and neck, his teeth grazing the soft skin and his tongue soothing the small marks left in their wake.

He lifted you easily, dragging the both of you towards the bed where he tossed you down against the mess of sheets and pillows. His hands running along the curvature of your body, as if removing himself from you would cause him great pain. His face was wild, that of a crazed man who finally had found whatever he had been searching for.

You were utterly breathless and your heart beat rang in your ears loud as could be. He makes quick work of your clothes, tossing them off somewhere, his hands hardly leaving your body for more than a few seconds. He drags himself away from you for just long enough to find himself kneeling in front of you, pulling you down to the edge of the bed, your legs resting on his shoulders, his head between them, looking up towards you with the most pathetically hungry expression you could have ever imagined.

“You’re sure doll?” His voice is strained and rough. 

You nod, your hands finding their way to tangle in his hair to softly encourage him to continue. He growls and presses his lips to your inner thigh, kissing the soft skin and taking the flesh into his mouth to nibble and bite at. Trailing up and down the length of each thigh, relishing in the small whines and moans leaving your mouth as he decorates your delicate skin with marks. Feeling satisfied that you were now his in this moment, he brings his attention to the aching spot between your thighs, dragging his tongue up through your folds to lap and suck upon your clit. The feeling electric and mind numbing. He slides his tongue along your clit in sloppy circular motions, sucking it in gently, generating small whimpers from you. He growls as he hungrily slurps you up, his patience growing thin as he becomes entirely enveloped in your scent. 

He pulls away from you, a small whine leaving your lips as you sit up and rest on your elbows to watch him. He quickly kicks off his pants, and you gasp when you see him. The tip of his cock is red with need and practically dripping. You feel a bit more intimidated now as you stare wide-eyed at the bulb throbbing at the base of his cock. You could only pray that it would fit. 

Logan smirks and hovers over you, caging you in with his large arms. “Having some regrets, princess?”

“No,” you lift your hips up to shamelessly rub yourself against his erection and he groans. One hand moving down your body to roughly grab your hip pushing you down into the mattress. He slides his cock between your wetness, your breath hitching when the head of his cock bumps against your clit. Your arousal coating him, the slick wet noises make your head spin. 

“Please,” You whine. He presses the tip against your entrance and you try to lift your hips closer to him, begging for it to slide inside. Your breath hitching when it finally does. He moves painfully slow, the drag of his cock slowly stretching you out. A sort of burning rising in your stomach as you strain to be closer to him.

“So desperate,” He huffs, wrapping an arm around you and holding you close against him as he bottoms out. Your whines make his heart ache. “I’ve got you princess, I’m right here.”

You claw at his shoulders, his arms, his back, anything you can reach. The knot at the base of his cock pressing into you, you feel like you could break. Heat spreading over your entire body. You can’t get close enough. You want him to devour you. To take what he needs and worry about you later, but he’s being so gentle that it makes your eyes water. 

His pace stays slow, once he feels you relax, he pulls himself back before pressing in again. Slow, deliberate, patient. He watches your face as you try to play tough, acting like you can handle it despite your trembling. When you flutter around him and a broken moan falls from your mouth he falters.

“I don’t think I can be gentle for much longer,” He whispers against your neck, kissing right below your ear.

“So don’t be,” your whimper flips a switch in him. He would have preferred your first time together to be different than this, to be softer and sweeter. To be kinder to you. But when you beg to help him, and try to take him so good, he can’t help himself. 

He barely hesitates before his pace quickens, and the sheer force of his movements is enough to make your brain fuzzy and dumb. The headboard smacking into the wall with every rough movement, the bed frame creaking beneath you. You’d feel bad about all the noise if you were in any position to feel anything other than Logan ruthlessly fucking you. 

His cock stretches you in such a way that each thrust presses against that sweet spot inside you. The knot at the base pressing against your clit. The slap of it sends little waves of pleasure throughout your body. His pace hardly falters, as you grip onto his arms, your legs tightly wrapped around his waist, desperately trying to take it. To help him through it. Wanting him to use you and be satiated. 

“Fuck, that’s a good girl,” he groans as he feels you tighten around him. You tremble and whine, shaking as your orgasm takes over and you can hardly think of anything as his motions begin to falter too. 

He shudders as he pumps into you, his ruthless pace being diminished into small quick thrusts. You groan as you feel the knot slip in, and he cums. You feel so utterly full as more and more cum is spilled into you. So much so that it’s dripping down onto the mattress beneath you. Your eyes rolling back in your head, and you can feel drool leaking from your open mouth. Your body feeling limp, you can hardly manage to keep your eyes open and steady enough to look at Logan. He seems hardly affected. 

“We’re gonna be here a while, Doll. Don’t get tired on me already,” Logan grins, pressing his lips against your neck and you shudder as you feel his sharp canines graze the sensitive skin.

At least the rest of your summer would be far from boring. 

[wonysugar]

you know the drill i fear.. BEFORE YOU GUYS YELL AT ME just know that i’m sorry and i’m trying incredibly hard to get all of my drafts done<//3 IT’S HARD WRITING WHEN NO INSPO HITS YOU OKAY… but for now, please accept some of these fresh drabbles, i’m sorryrjrnrnf

now… NOW…… mid 2023 sugar may or may not have possessed me on this fine morning because hellooo i miss short black bob chaewon BAD i need to eat her out and make her feel good desperately!

cw: waxplay, sensory play(??) i have no idea what to call it but she doesn’t let you touch herfkemf, vibrators, very light bondage

i’m so normal about these pictures omg the femme dom ever,,, the powerbottom to have ever powerbottom-ed this earth,,,, chaewon is the definition of cute girlfriend in the streets FREAKY HOE IN THE SHEETS CAUSEEEJFKS???

she has an obsession with your mouth she cannot help it! she just loves using it for her own pleasure i fear… feeling its moist surface on her wet swollen cunt whenever she’s needy for your touchcidkfk moaning at the slight contact :(( i am also a firm believer that she’d guide you to do it the way she likes it, BUT NOT USING WORDS; indeed, she’s perfectly content with forming a rough grip on your hair and pulling on it however she wants to and whenever she wants to. sometimes she even pulls you away from her pussy so just so she can see her wet slick on your stuck-out tongueckdkf looking at the string of mixed saliva and cum left between your muscle and her core…. giggling so hard rn guys

also SHE’D MOAN SO LOUDLY??:((( i know she sounds pretty i KNOW she does,, and so does she! she gets turned on by the sound of her own moaning, it’s only natural. the way your name rolls off her tongue so sweetly as she whines sounds like music to both your ears and hers. she’ll make sure you hear how good you’re making her feel, how good you’re being for herckdmfnd

now,, if we’re looking at the more RISQUÉ aspect of things.. oh she goes nuts i’m afraid.

OMG WHO SAID CANDLEWAX?? no but yeah on the days where she just feels like watching you squirm and struggle under her touch, she’ll just pull out the candlescisndn

NOW WALK WITH ME. she’s sitting in front of you, you’re laid down on the bed and your wrists are tied to the bed frame with her tie or smth because she’s an angry and frustrated office worker in my heart LEAVE ME ALONE. she knows how much you love touching her, and she knows how needy and whiny you get when you can’t. [devil emoji] SO NATURALLY! she has a vibrator nestled in between her legs and pressed onto her clit, barely even visible due to the oversized button up she has ongkemfm and she’s just pouring drops of candlewax on your naked stomach, the sight of you whining both at the delicious pain and the absence of her skin on you.

she’s moaning so loudly and staring at you with such lustfully hooded eyes, making it even harder for you not to wanna break free from the restraint of the tight tie and fuck her better than the vibrator ever will, like she rightfully deserves:((

also she totally degrades you in the process SORRY NOT SORRY!! she makes fun of you for the warm pool growing in between your legs, moaning how dirty and slutty you look getting wet by just watching her get off,, how you’re dripping for her even though she hasn’t even done anything expect burn you ahehehcjdkd calling you a ‘desperate fucking bitch’ and whatnot,,, laughing at you when you start crying and squirming whilst begging for her to untie you,,,,,, I’M UNWELL.

AND IF I SAY THAT SHE’D ALSO SET ASIDE THE VIBRATOR AT ONE POINT AND START SLOWLY FINGERING HERSELF IN FRONT OF YOU, TEASING YOU BY SPREADING HER WET FOLDS SO YOU CAN SEE EVERY LITTLE THING— [GUNSHOTS]

i fear she’d also describe to you how her fingers feel pumping in and out of her and moan your name in the process,, you’re just watching her throw her head back in pleasure as she fingerfucks herself?? oh girl at this point you’re just whimpering and sobbing like the pathetic whore she thinks you are, trying to subtly close your thighs and rub them together for any sort of friction:((

oh selfish chaewon save me…. save me selfish chaewon

[bicth-and-in-that-order]

Rambling thoughts of various Yuri manga I’ve read

1. Kase-San and Yamada (Morning Glories sequel series) by Hiromi Takashima

notice how Kase’s name is first, which is representative of her being the main one to cause problems in their relationship

If you asked me what my favorite yuri manga was like 2-3 years ago, I’d say Morning Glories and Kase San everytime. Every avid yuri fan has either read or watched Morning Glories because, at the time in 2010, it was groundbreaking, and I stand by the fact that the original series still holds up to this day. It was cute, sweet, wholesome and only had a few obligatory “we love each other but we’re giRLs😳😳😳” moments. Most of all it wasn’t a pseudo-incest-straight-male-porn-pandering-garbage-fest—also known as “Citrus”. Was it cliche at times? Yes, but they all are lol. Did they add to the dumb ass “blonde femme and dark hair masc” trope? Also yes. But it was adorable and it was my first ever yuri so it holds a special place in my heart.

And it SEEMED like it was only going to get better in Kase San and Yamada, the sequel. The girls would be heading to college and the story could theoretically focus on more mature topics while they navigate their new relationship. Keyword: theoretically. Unfortunately, instead of exploring interesting relationship dynamics and storylines, the plot of each story arc boils down to: Kase is insecure because a man breathed next to Yamada or Kase is being completely insensitive to Yamada’s feelings…again…—> ✨miscommunication drama ✨—>big over dramatic apology scene—>boring makeup sex or other romantic gesture.

Literally that’s how every single plotline goes. Kase is so goddamn dumb and insensitive to Yamada’s feelings and Yamada’s a complete doormat who can only stay mad for 0.2 seconds before getting pussy whipped like a spineless ass bitch. And for all that Yamada sacrifices for Kase; her hometown, her dreams, her apartment, what does she get in return from Kase? Oh that’s right; bare minimum romantic gestures and a neglectful partner who can’t even call her “girlfriend” in front of others:

Like I thought we were over this shit. It’s been THREE years of them together, a whole anime production, and god knows how many irl years and we’re going back to “we love each other but we’re giRLs😳😳😳” WHY???

And then Kase later goes onto bet her entire three year relationship over the ugly bitch in the next panel, so now I’m questioning whether or not Kase even loves Yamada with the amount of bullshit she’s put her through. Which COULD be an interesting plot point, but Kase never gets any consequences for her actions and the creator genuinely thinks this is romantic and full of tension so I’m 10000% positive that this arc, just like all the others, will end with some makeup sex and we’ll be right back to step 1. Sigh.

2. Tamen De Gushi by Tan Jiu

Tamen De Gushi’s problems are interesting but it’s NOT because of the Chinese government💀

So today’s dark haired masc and blonde femme of the day are Sun Jing and Qiu Tong, respectively. Their personalities aren’t anything to write home about, if you read ANY high school yuri romance, then you know exactly what happens in this story beat for beat. But, BUT, however derivative it is, I find their dynamic very endearing and down to earth. Idk maybe it’s just the translation, but other yuri stories often have this very inauthentic “anime” vibe to it. Which is to say the characters act very cutesy, overly dramatic, and have this stilted, caricature-esque acting of how the creator thinks teenage girls are supposed act.

However, I’m happy to report that Tamen De Gushi is a breath of fresh air in this regard. The characters and interactions they have are grounded and feel organic, which makes them feel like real people, not aliens pretending to be human. This really elevates the humor in turn, oh did I mention that Tamen De Gushi is super funny? Because Tamen De Gushi is super funny, here’s one of my favorite panels and it’s all because of Sun Jing’s goofy ahh expression:

Like go girl give us nothing

If you’re wondering why I haven’t spoke much about the actual romantic relationship between the girls, that’s because there isn’t one💀 Which, okay, that’s not a fair assessment, they have a ton of romantic tension and they flirt a lot. It’s certainly building to a great romantic relationship, but it can’t quite get there due to legal/political reasons sadly. 😔

Edit: I received new information in regards to what happened to Tamen De Gushi. While I reached my limit for posting pictures, I want to point out that the Chinese government had nothing to do with Tamen De Gushi getting censored, rather it was a dispute between the author and the publishing company. The prior information I received was false and I prob should’ve looked it up more so sorrrry. The fact still remains though that after their big lesbian kiss towards the middle of the story and maybe a few other moments, that’s just kind of it. You’re stuck waiting for something to develop, but nothing really happens. The comic very quickly becomes a collection of slice of life segments and cute pictures that imply a relationship between the girls, but not really ;) ;).  Now things are just kind of left in purgatory for the foreseeable future and, well, that’s Tamen De Gushi y’all.

Compared to Kase San and Yamada, the characters were much better, which is not saying much, but without an actual romantic storyline, there’s just not a lot for me to comment on to be honest. It’s really pretty though, look at this art :

3. Beauty and the Beast Girl by Neji

my personal favorite and the BEST yuri I ever read

So next on the list is Beauty and the Beast Girl (I’m going to abbreviate to BatBG from here on) , which I already spoiled my feelings on the matter so this will basically be me gushing about this story for several paragraphs straight, enjoy.

Contrary to what the title suggests, it really has nothing to do with Beauty and the Beast’s story except in name. The main girls are Lily Blind, who is actually fucking blind 💀 and Heath the monster girl. Already I’m happy because instead of blonde femme and dark hair butch, it’s blonde femme and of-course-you-have-purple-hair-and-pronouns masc. Lol, all jokes aside, Lily, unlike her blonde femme counterparts is quite assertive and voices her opinions all the time. In fact, she’s the one who pushes Heath to be more open and communicate with her rather than the other way around. This is, in part, due to the story BatBG is trying to tell. I say BatBG is in name only to Beauty and the Beast because Lily isn’t trying to find the “beauty” within Heath or learning to love a beast or whatever, she’s fine just the way she is and her love for Heath is unconditional. Plus the only thing beastly about Heath is her appearance…which I’ll harp on later, but her behavior is in no way different from a regular human except in very rare, specific moments.

At its heart, BatBG is a story about forgiveness (the creator literally says as much) , but it’s also about the cycle of violence that results from being outcasted and deprived of love. BatBG is set in a world of humans and monsters, where the monsters are outcasted and either have to stay away from human society like Heath or assimilate themselves by hiding away their monster like traits, which is a really queer narrative on top of an already queer story. I don’t want to go into too much spoilers, but sometime before the beginning of the story, Heath in-directly hurts Lily before they ever meet. However, it’s not about Lily needing to forgive Heath, or trying to get over the pain she inflicted upon her, rather its Heath learning to forgive herself and in effect, learning to love herself as much as Lily loves her.

Another big aspect of BatBG is disabilities, Lily Blind is in fact Blind lol and while there are times she struggles with her blindness, she never views her disability as something she needs to be ashamed of and never, ever, blames Heath for it or holds it against her unlike what many, many, many, many other stories end up doing. Her blindness isn’t treated like a super power either, it’s a legitimate disability. She just accepts that it’s a part of her and goes onto say that if not for her blindness, she would’ve never met the love of her life, which I found to be an incredibly profound thing to say.

Now that I’ve gotten this far, I suppose I can add a bit of a disclaimer. So BatBG is waaaaay more explicit about the physical affection between the girls than in any of the previous stories I talked about. Heath and Lily are constantly kissing on, hugging, and almost always flirting with each other, and make no mistake, these girls do be fucking. The sex scenes are never perverted or gross, but genuinely super sweet and romantic, which makes it way hotter imo (huh imagine that🤔). And aside from being hot, it also serves a purpose! Lily’s pretty damn horny underneath all her nice girl antics and while it’s not a major part of her character, it does give a slight edge to her personality and, most importantly, balances out the dynamic between Heath and Lily. It would’ve been very easy to fall into that boring trope where Heath is aggressively horny and Lily is the submissive blind girl, but by making Lily be the one to initiate the sexual encounters, it not only compliments Heath’s more reserved nature, but breaks the stereotype that people with disabilities are pure precious being who couldn’t possibly have sex, which is ableist af btw. Many people think the existence of any sex scenes at all is superfluous, but in BatBG, it truly elevates the story, the characters, and the romance in ways that wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying without it.

Now, with as much praise I gave BatBG, there is one criticism I have, but it’s a quibble really, and it can be explained in a single image:

There is a dissonance between the story and the art, the story says: “Heath is a big, ugly scary monster”

The art says:

And like yes, it can be argued that Heath is simply regurgitating the things bigoted people have said to her, but at no point in the story is this ever challenged or brought up in any meaningful way. Lily is blind so she doesn’t know what the hell she looks like and the other characters aren’t any help either. It’s not a big deal or anything, it just would’ve elevated the story if Heath was actually kinda ugly/more monstrous and not incredibly beautiful because right now it’s giving skinny girl who calls herself fat all the time, and it’s like, babe, who tf are you fooling? 😭

Other than that, BatBG is incredibly profound despite its premise being so deceptively simple and I love it to pieces so …yeah! READ IT.

4. Superwomen in Love! Honey Trap and Rapid Rabbit by sometime

Well, at least there are no blondes

So imma just abbreviate to SiL btw

Alright, let’s get started. The premise is that a villainess falls for the super hero girl and then that plotline is dropped in about 16 pages. I’m not even joking, the villainess falls for the hero, loses her job as a villain and then joins the hero all in one chapter. The REAL plot is actually about a council of evil alien-humans who want to destroy humanity because of generic super villain reason #434: the leader of the aliens is sad and misunderstood :( I’m not even going to lie, I had 0 interest in “X” (the generic ass name of the main villain) and her band of useless lesbians. They did literally nothing in the story except be a nuisance and contribute to X’s incel breakdown at the end. Their inclusion actively made SiL worse because the story has this weird tonal problem where in one breath the villains are portrayed as complete jokes and then you turn the page and now they’re shooting children like girl what💀 And these useless lesbians hog sooooo much of SiL that desperately needed to be given to Honey trap and Hayate to develop their relationship.

When the story DOES actually focus on Honey Trap and Hayate, it’s pretty good, even cute at times, there just wasn’t enough time given to them to flesh their relationship out. As it stands, Honey Trap and Hayate don’t have much of a dynamic, or personality for that matter. Honey Trap’s main gimmick is that she’s extremely horny for Hayate and delulu:

Aside from that, she’s a great value version of Heath, but even a watered down character is better than, like, nothing. All I really know about Hayate is that she’s nice, heroic, likes wearing tacky clothes and ….that’s it. She loves Honey Trap because…………they fought together a few times so why not🤷‍♀️ I’d say at least that’s better than Tamen De Gushi, but actually it’s not because these grown ass women don’t even kiss , all we get is a love confession and their gremlin love child and that’s supposed to be satisfying I guess.

And the worst part is that SiL has the audacity to pretend the romance was something that it clearly wasn’t:

Girl…yall were “””enemies””” for 10 panels.

Now, it’s stated they have been rivals for a while, but I guess Honey Trap forgot all of that because the moment she sees Hayate’s face, my good sis is pussy whipped for life. And that’s in spite of apparently being the evilest one out of the evil group because Honey Trap has no grudge or baggage toward Hayate. She immediately turns good with no issues and Hayate is only distrustful of Honey Trap for 1 or 2 speech bubbles and then she’s not. Anything else that happened was off screen, which means it didn’t happen. Ironically, the very next entry on this list will do a MUCH better job at an ex-villain love story, but for SiL, there’s just not much going on.

Another reading of this story is to call it a “parody” but…no, it isn’t. SiL isn’t a comedy, yes there are comedic moments that poke fun of the genre, but the rest of the story genuinely wants you to take it seriously. Except it can’t. X and her league of dimwits are boring as piss and they oscillate between Saturday morning cartoon villains and child murderers seemingly on a whim. So I can neither be endeared to them nor take them as a serious threat. Honey Trap and Hayate are there, but I lament on all the potential lost from what could’ve been an amazing relationship.

5. Yamujiburo/Kianamaiart’s Hanamusa webcomic

This one is kind of cheating, but I also don’t care let me talk about hot MILFs💀

So the final entry on this list is a webcomic series by one of my fave artist: kianamaiart! And it’s right here on tumblr so check it out!

I stumbled upon this webcomic a few weeks ago, fell in love and now I want to talk about it. This yuri pair thankfully has no blonde femme in sight and instead features two popular Pokémon characters: Jessie from Team Rocket and Delia Ketchum, Ash Ketchum’s mom. What I love about this ship and the world Kiana creates around them is that it’s a very unconventional pairing. There’s just not many romances where a single mom falls in love with an ex gang member and the best part is, Delia being a mom is a big part of her character and she doesn’t ignore Ash in favor of her new relationship with Jessie. She has time for both and doesn’t prioritize one over the other, which many ppl fail to do even irl so good on you Delia!

Now, as for the romance it self, Jessie and Delia are a unique pair. Jessie’s overconfident, brash, drama queen personality doesn’t automatically put her in the “dominant” role and Delia’s sweet, motherly personality doesn’t automatically put her in the “submissive” role. Their dynamic in the webcomic actually plays out in the reverse, Jessie is the one who gets easily flustered and Delia’s…intense, to say the least:

(But Tbf if Delia looked at me like that I’d be at her beck and call too💀)

This subversion of these tropes creates a fun dynamic for the couple and it’s super adorable to see how their energies bounce off each other in each new situation Kiana puts them in. I also love how both Jessie and Delia inspire each other to live out their dreams and they become better versions of themselves by being together.

And one last thing, I don’t have any smart commentary to go along with this, I just really like this drawing of Jessie:

no thoughts, head empty

Final Thoughts

Soooo yeah, that’s the end of my dissertation on yuri comics. I know I ended up dragging a lot of popular yuri, but it wasn’t my intention to make you guys hate any of things I talked about. These were just my thoughts as an avid yuri fan, so let me know your thoughts as well, especially if you read any of the yuri I talked about. And even though I’m super picky about the type of yuri I read, I’d still love to hear any recommendations. Who knows, it might dethrone the undefeated champ that is Beauty and the Beast Girl.

[wigglermansblog]

Made in Cybertron

Synopsis : Orion Pax met a bot within the new cave section, the mysterious bot suffers amnesia and Orion wants to help them recover their memories and uncover secrets within Cybertron.

Prologue II >>

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Prologue I

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"Hey! Get back here at once!"

Two guards are chasing after a blue and red bot, who is laughing to himself as he takes sharp turns in  order to escape the guards. He runs through the crowd causing the guards to lose sight of the cogless miner.

Orion Pax quickly gets onto the train that would lead him back to the mines, he grins to himself and pops a few energon cubes into his mouth.

"Easy peasy~" he grins as he leans on the wall.

What a day, he couldn't wait to tell D-16 about his research at the Archives. There's a lot of things he wants to talk about and there's might be a chance for them to find the Matrix of Leadership.

As soon the train reaches the mines, he steps out and goes straight to find his friend, D-16.

His optics spots D-16 pushing a cart full of energon, he grins and starts calling out to the bot. "Hey, D!" he calls out as the grey mech turns his helm and glares at the red blue bot "Orion, where were you?!" he hiss. "You've been missing for hours!".

"It's only like one hour! I was quick, don't worry" assure Orion.

"Quick?! You've missed half the day's shift! If anything happens, I ain't helping you with your workload!" D-16 says in exasperation, unloading the energon into the crate. He clearly dislikes his friend breaking the protocols. Always get himself in trouble and he won't be there to save him if gets himself caught by those guards.

"Oh—" Orion's optic widens in realization, he didn't know he was gone for THAT long. "Well, uhh...heh heh...I'll get to work then" the bot rubs the back of his neck. Guess he has to start his shift before Darkwing or Elita finds out he's been snitching work.

D-16 rolls his optics as he loads the last energon into the crate and he will be done for the day. It was tiring and his body felt sore, the workload has been increasing day by day. They barely get any rest, if they do, they only get a few minutes or so.

He closes the crate and watches it get taken away.

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"Is this all it?" Sentinel says in disbelief, holding a data pad in his hands. He slams the data pad on the table causing everything on the table to be knocked over. He received the news of the mining progression and it wasn't good at all.

Their energon source is depleting and it won't be enough for everyone, let alone... for THEM! The Quintesson.

He has to find a way.

"Argh! There has to be a way!" he vents angrily. His optics turn to Arachnid, "Ready the troops for another expedition, now" he said as the femme nods and exit the office. Once he is alone, he turns around and calls out.

"Zephyrstrike! You told me that everything is going smoothly!" he said, coming out from the shadows is a slim mech in copper and black pallets.

"My master, please. Be patient, my team and I are doing our best to find it" Zephyrstrike said in a calm and soothing tone. "Patience! Patience that's all you said—" Sentinel growls, stomping over to the shorter mech. "I will be doomed once the Quintesson finds out that I barely provide energon for them!" he said.

"I know, master but finding the Matrix isn't easy. SteelHazard is trying his best to locate it, he hasn't had enough sleep for the pass cycles...." the mech said. "Also— I bear good news, master. We have found a new mining area within the deepest caves of Cybertron. It will give us enough supplies for the next 3 moon cycles" Zephyrstrike assures the 'Prime'.

Sentinel quirk a brow at the news, a new mining area means more energon and more energon means more work for the cogless miners. The 'Prime' fixes his structure, "Very well, tell the mining operators about it and make sure everything goes well. Understand?" he said.

Zephyrstrike smiles and bows, "I understand, master" he said before disappearing into the shadows, back where he came from while Sentinel turns and leaves for another expedition.

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"Listen up, all of you miners!" Darkwing's voice boom, causing all the miners to stop whatever they are doing. "The exploration team has discovered a new cave system. You know the drill! We call out your names, get your equipment and start digging!" he said. Some of the miners weren't so happy with the news they have received, another cave to mine and they have to work more than usual.

Their superiors start to call out each bots names and surprise that both Orion and D-16 were included.

Orion let out a groan, "Ugh, really? We barely finish with this cave and now we have another?" he said. "Come on, Orion. We are doing this for the good of Cybertron, for everyone and Sentinel Prime" D-16 said, picking up his mining equipment. "Yeah, I know" Orion smiles as he does the same. Both of them went to the station and were ready to be transported to the new cave.

"Hey, at least we get to see something new" D-16 smiles, nudging his friend. "Who knows if we will find the Matrix in that cave" he said. "Hm, you're right! But—I'm going to miss going to the Archives now" he pouts. "Well, at least now I don't have to cover your aft anymore" D-16 said.

"Are you sure about that?" Orion grins as they board the train as it takes them to the new mining section.

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(End of Prologue I )

[quitealotofsodapop]

Sun Wukong is such a cool character across the board since if you genderbent the character - very little would change other than the reactions of those around them.

LMK: Same character. Only difference is brief confusion from MK and Tang, who adjust their pronouns when speaking of Dawn accordingly. Relationship with Macaque unchanged.

Hero is Back: Short red hair, chewing on hay, tall af? Thats half the butch farmers in my county. Liuer has a brief moment of "The Great Sage is a woman?" before going straight back to fanboying about how cool Dasheng is. Zhu Bajie is likely shocked and appalled that he was defeated by a woman - tho still shoots his shot. Attract does not work on Dasheng. Story accidentally becomes a tale of a mother sacrificing her life to protect her son, and ends with the son sacrificing himself to protect his new mother.

Reborn: Still a chaotic hissing gremlin of a monkey. Brief moment of funny where the very feminine Taoist acolytes misgender Smokey as male since she still looks the same. Zhu Bajie hesistates to hit on Smokey (despite her very convincingly diguising herself as his wife during his recruitment), since she terrifies him. Smokey still arises from their false death cloaked in blue flame and lava. And still mourns the loss of Fruitie.

NewGods: Bigger plot twist of Ace's identity. No one has figured out her identity for so long (including Ao Guang) cus they all assumed SWK was a guy. Still a giggling, gambling lush. Yunxiang: "Hey whos this drunken, half-dressed old lady offerring to train me in exchange for a motorbike- oh sweet Buddha she's the Monkey King."

1999/2000 Cartoon: Sugar is already femme af. No change.

Netflix: Little character change, though Cherry's story would indirectly become a glass ceiling situation with the Immortals. Men can become immortal by killing lots of evil demons (source: Erlang & Hou Yi), but women gotta suffer (source: Guanyin). Bonus girl bonding with Lin.

Smash Legends: Starfruit leans into gender stereotypes for the views. Goes full tiktok e-girl with her asethetic. Would form punk girl band with Goldie.

And lets not forget how many live-action Sun Wukongs are played by women actors and/or stuntwomen.

Gender bending their Macaques also do not change much. Basically these monkeys could be any gender indentity and still be themselves

[idontknowanametouse]

Thinking about how Robin subverts the "femme fatale" trope

When we first meet her in Alabasta, she is this mysterious woman who works for an underground organization working to overthrow a government and just "killed" someone. She has mysterious intentions and motives, but we know they aren't good.

Next time we see her, she's with Crocodile and just by his side doing what he wants. They do have some kind of bickering, but she is by his side. At the end of Alabasta, we know there's something about her past that is important, as the fact she is being hunted for knowing poneglyph reading is mentioned, but as she betrays even Crocodile, we're lead to think:

She is a femme fatale. A beautiful and strong woman who will do anything to get to her objective and is ruthless to get to it, no real bonds formed and no love inside her heart.

But then Skypiea comes. And yes, she is still very mysterious, intelligent and kind of ruthless, but she is also weird. And a nerd. And kind. And she starts actually bonding with the straw hats.

And then Water 7 comes and oh boy.

At first, we think she was a femme fatale, after all, because she "betrayed" the straw hats. And, still, there's something off. And, still, we want to care about her.

And her flashback comes and everything goes down.

She is not a femme fatale, at least in the traditional way. She never was. She was just a woman with a dream and fear of abandonment and trauma and a strong will to live. Robin is the opposite of a femme fatale, because her "betrayal" was because she cared so very much for the straw hats. Even more than her care for herself.

The "I want to live" shows she will never be alone again. She doesn't have to put on a facade to survive ever again. She will be loved forever and no matter what.

I've seen so many femme fatale characters and they are just so plain. They have no debt other than being baddass and hot. There is no actual character, specially in spy media. Robin broke this (And Boa Hancock too. She is amazing) and showed how to write a good female character that is both attractive and strong and also a character like the others with motivations, traumas, defects and love.

[tsamsheadcanons]

Headcanon -

Sun is transfemme, and nearly nobody knows. By and large, pronouns are a roulette wheel of "does this bother me Yes/No/Unknown". If given her own space and freedom to present however they want to without any consequences or follow up, she'd present almost exclusively somewhere between androgynous to femme. Gender is a performance, and she was initially made for the stage /j

Moon had a... mild suspicion in the beginning, but couldn't place it. At first, he didn't care to. Then, he was busy with more important things. Then after that, everything went to hell in a handbasket, so it never came up.

Ironically, Eclipse does know. As much as he refuses to admit it, his sentience was essentially incubated by Sun's code, and he's spent copious time in close, attentive proximity. He also knows that Sun isn't ready to come out yet, and while he's a bit of a jerk, he's not gonna cross that line. He does, however, use "Sunny" more often than not, bc it's a nickname that always made her a little more excited and happy. He'll never admit to it.

Earth and Lunar never really questioned anything about Sunny beyond "Oh, that's a bot with anxiety". Earth specifically also has a habit of calling things cute and sweet, and very quickly picked up how Sun absolutely glowed with the phrasing, so she uses it regularly. Lunar, meanwhile, doesn't clock "Sun is sis, not cis", and personally is mildly offended bc they had more faith in his gaydar/transdar than that. How shameful (/hj)

Solar had no warning or clue but also may arguably be the most chill. Sun is Sun, and Solar care about that obsessive compulsive mess.

Monty.... wondered, sometimes, but never brought it up. Never seemed the right time, ya know?

Once Sun DOES come out, everyone is supportive and it's lowkey hilarious bc Sun is just HEAPED with praise, and Lunar and Moon devolve into "how did we not KNOW" which... not the time or place, guys, but whatever.

Jack and Dazzle just kinda blink. "Uncle is not uncle. Uncle is aunt. Auntie Sun ooooh~" and "Sunny is still Sunny. I haves a girl bestest friend and a boy bestest friend now."

There are, ofc, slip ups, but it's a quick adjustment all in all. The first time someone calls Sunny sister has her biting back giggles while her rays spin.

When Dazzle calls her Mama, though, she explodes /pos (/bittersweet)

(Also bonus points - all the "bad guys" and antagonists don't get the memo, so they go to do their evil monologs and someone interrupts when they go "and poor little Sunny, pathetic man-". Upon being corrected, they immediately go "ah, my apologies. Ahem. Poor little Sunny, pathetic girl-")

((Additional bonus points - Moon instinctively goes for the 'femboy' thing just to pause and flounder. "You're such a fucking femb- uhhhhhh f... fem... girl? ... shit-"

"Pft- uh huh? Nice save"

"Ughhhhh-" *hides in his hat*))

I love this headcanon!

[foryouwereinmysong]

My Got Back and first time seeing Paul live experience

My highlight songs:

Something – the absolute beauty of this song transcends everything, I actually cried again just watching my shitty video of it, the photos of George?!

Now and Then – no words, this meant so much. And Paul thanking John… It’s just so beautiful to witness that first hand

Here Today – I mean… hearing him sing the words »for you were in my song« – my little piece of heaven

Abbey Road Medley – It’s my absolute favourite so it was bound to be special. And it absolutely was. Understandably Paul’s voice in Golden Slumber isn’t close to what it is in the recording, but it doesn’t detract anything from the experience

Let Me Roll It – the riff is just so hot and how he rolls up his sleeves during it… the nerve of this 82-year-old man

Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da – »Life goes on…« made me cry for personal reasons

Other random highlights:

- Early Days as the intro song was such nostalgic goodness

& the silly towel-hat picture of John being in the intro collage? Also once there was a heart balloon flying over a photo of John from The Eyes of the Storm. Coincidence? Never.

- The I’ve Got a Feeling moment with John and the crowd cheering when he came on

- finally being part of the »na na na nana na na Hey Jude« crowd felt so rewarding (but what the hell let him to make hourglass shapes with his hands when he wanted les femmes to sing… oh macca)

- Paul trying to speak french was very cute and I loved how much the french people loved it (also the pure bliss of the people around me when he played Michelle)

- his voice being better than I expected

- the fireworks for Live and Let Die?! Indoors?! I was stunned (and a bit concerned for Paul’s safety, his hair was flying!)

- me getting mustard on my scarf while eating fries and sending a pic of it to friends with the remark »mean mr mustard« and them not getting it bc apparently I’m obsessed or something

- paying too much money for a shirt I’ll probably only wear to sleep in

[trancylovecraft]

Can i get uhhh amaimon from blue exorcist? Please i need crumbs.

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Amaimon, King of Earth and apart of the Ba'al! Scourge to sweets and all things hygienic.. Has fallen for you!

I view Amaimon as a Possessive, Jealous and Lucid yandere.

Possessive in the way that Amaimon simply believes you're his, No questions asked. It's only in his nature as a demon to be as such and if he decides you're his property then that is how it shall be.

Jealous in the way that Amaimon absolutely despises it whenever you're around someone else. I suspect being subjected by Shemihaza and seen to be weaker as such has given him a little bit of an inferiority complex, Even if he doesn't understand such a thing. Anytime your around someone he feels absolutely angered, Especially if you show signs that you like them.

Lucid in the way that Amaimon probably knows that by human standards this is very wrong. And he honestly just doesn't care. I mean even by demon standards this is weird as hell and Amaimon will just shrug and continue on with what he's doing.

I can see one way where this dude gets obsessed with you.

So lets say that you're an exorcist, A higher ranked one too. Perhaps you're an Arc Knight, Perhaps you're just in the Upper Class but all that really matters is that you're powerful. A force to be reckoned with. Someone that a demon would not want to face.

This takes place during the forest-camp arc, You know the one, Where Rin goes absolutely berserk in his fight with big bad Amaimon? Yeah, That one.

You were called to the scene and jumped into the fight, Causing a clash between the two demons, Separating them apart with a single slash of your sword, Both flying apart at high speeds.

Amaimon for one, Is pissed.

Both because he was losing a fight to motherfucking RIN. And also because he got pulled out of it by some rando human girl with a sword???

Listen, Amaimon hates losing a fight as much as the next guy, Probably even more to be honest. But what he hates more is being brought out of said fight forcefully. He's competitive, Even if he's losing. Badly.

But as soon as he wretches his head up from the tree he collided with, His eyes connecting with yours-

He still felt primal rage.

This is the point where Mephisto steps in, Admonishing Amaimon for causing unnecessary damage to his school's grounds before tossing him in the Cuckoo Clock. Amaimon's mortal vessel being punctured with a dozen spears, Trapping him inside.

And he's beyond pissed. Absolutely furious.

The only thing Amaimon thinks about during his time in the clock isn't Rin. It's not how he was embarrassingly overwhelmed. No-

It's you.

You. The one who spoiled his fun. Amaimon hated pesky humans who dared to interrupt him and what he chose to do, And that includes chaos-reaping.

He grinds his canines in frustration. Remembering the way you stood there, Looking at him like you thought you were better. Oh so smug, At least that's how Amaimon viewed you in his head.

A human that thought they were better than him, The King of Earth. Interrupting his playtime and proceeding to rub it in his face too.

You were the only thing on his mind when he was in there. Punctured and bloody. The only thing.

Of course, When he finally lets out, He's not gonna forget you.

As soon as he's out and terrorising True Cross as Ambrosius Faust, He's out on a hunt for you in particular. And what do you know? It seems like in the time he was away, You had became a teacher within the cram school.

Of course you meet. You have a spat. But Mephisto had banned him from ever harming any of the students or the teachers here.

And of course, Amaimon doesn't want to go back into the Cuckoo Clock..

So he resorts to terrorising you, Acting up in your class. Food wrappers all over the floor, Amaimon sitting on desks and staring daggers into you while he proceeds to do absolutely no work.

And you can't do anything about this either. He might be a demon king but Mephisto most definetly banned you from hurting him, Lest you lose your job. You may hate the time clown but unfortunately he's your boss and you've grown attached to your students.

So both of you are locked in a stalemate here.

Amaimon has dedicated his current self to harassing and making your life a living nightmare. It's only right for what you did, Disrespecting a demon king like that. And ruining his playtime.

It's basically his new hobby now.

Amaimon proceeds to terrorise you in and out of class. Eyes you down in the hallways, Knocks over the supplies on your desk.. Probably even dumps dead mice and small animals on your doorstep as a warning.

But as just as he was about to do that again one day, You open your door, Smiling as you kiss a man on the lips before stepping out.

Amaimon pauses, Only getting a glimpse at the man in the doorway.

He blinks.

Who was that?

Amaimon soon finds out that the man in the doorway was infact your husband. How could he have not noticed this before? Amaimon had basically forgotten that a ring on your finger signalled partnership to another human. He's still out of the loop on human customs.

But now? The glare of the diamond on that ring is all he can see.

And for some reason, He hates it.

He's biting at the claw on his thumb as he glares at the door, Watching as you step out and make your way to class. The dead rabbit in his hand basically being tossed to the side, Forgetting about it altogether.

I think it would take him a while to figure out what he feels towards you, He's not that good with human emotions. It might even take a little bit of intervention from Mephisto to get Amaimon to realise what he's feeling.

It's simple.

He likes you.

But he doesn't like your husband.

Mephisto said he couldn't harm the students or the teachers.

But nothing about husbands.

The feelings he has for you begin to stir. Possession, Obsession, Love, Lust. Who knows what he feels for you? Certainly not Amaimon. He barely understands it in the first place.

All he knows is that he wants you, And your husband could go die for all Amaimon cared.

Amaimon isn't the kind of guy to mull over his actions. If he has an urge, He will act on it. If he wants something, He'll take it. Amaimon won't usually wait for permission or approval, Nor does he care for human culture or customs.

So he acts accordingly.

It was a good day at work for you, Your students and you laughing and giggling. It was such a lovely day too, The nature and the earth all in bloom, A warm temperature and beautiful blue skies for miles.

And best of all? No Amaimon.

You didn't really mull over his absence as you happily skipped up the pathway to your house, Grasping the strap of your bag as you fished in it for your keys.

But as soon as you lay your hand on the door, It creaks open.

It was unlocked

You pause, Blinking. It wasn't like your husband to leave the door unlocked, Mostly because he was working at this time and was usually out of the house. And you doubted he forgot considering he was always so insistent on making sure it was shut tight when nobody was home.

You chuckled a little, His quirks always managing to make you do so.

So you figure that he had came home early, For one reason or another. There wasn't any sign of break in anyways, So what reason did you have to fear?

But as you push the door open, Distracted by putting away your keys in your bag as you step inside, You instantly know something was wrong.

Something was very wrong.

It was dark inside your house, None of the lights on. But most of all you could smell what seemed to be.. Copper, Something metallic and.. Familiar.

But what made you freeze, What made you stop, Pause, Made your heart skip a beat was the squelching sound oozing from beneath your feet.

You look down.

Your heart stops.

Red. It was red.

The puddle beginning to stain the soles of your shoes. It was red.

You drop your keys, Your eyes widening as you yell out in alarm. Your body instantly raising it's guard as you summon your weapon, Heart beginning to thunder in your chest.

The blood, There was a pool of blood beneath your feet and you had no idea where it was coming from. But it was dripping, Running, It was fresh and there was a lot of it.

"Oh. You're back."

That voice.

You whip your head around, Eyes focusing in on a humanoid figure waltzing out of the darkness. You knew that voice all too well, That stupid, Aggravating, Monotonous voice.

Amaimon stood in the doorway, Hands in his pockets with an almost bored look on his face. Yet his eyes never left you, His gaze intense but not burning with hatred like they had before.

You yell at him, Raising your sword in anger and demanding what he had done with your husband. Your eyes wide and wild, Angry, Enraged- Ready to cut him down in an instant.

Amaimon merely shrugs, Not even missing a beat as he told you that he killed him.

Killed him.

Killed your husband.

You feel your world breaking, Crumbling into pieces as he tells you this. You deny it, Yell at him, Scream at him to tell you the truth, To tell you where he was-

But Amaimon just stays quiet, And that's all the confirmation you needed.

Your sword is raised high, Your body ready to lunge and slice his flesh into strips. You don't care what Mephisto said, You didn't care about your job. You cared about your husband and your future with him, Everything with him, You loved him.

You didn't care. You were going to get revenge.

But back then Amaimon was overwhelmed by the rampaging son of Satan. Back then he was distracted, Back then he was taken by surprise, Back then it wasn't a fair fight.

But now?

Amaimon stood there, His head high and his stare intense. You lived in a rural part of town, Where nature and the earth grew wildly. Kin of Earth were rampant around here-

Amaimon was completely in his element.

And despite your efforts, In the end you were defeated. Amaimon didn't care what Mephisto said about not hurting you. You had started it, Right? Amaimon was just defending himself.

And he's just acting on instinct, Can he really blame him?

And this starts the domestic stage.

You wake up somewhere unfamiliar, Somewhere deep within the rural countryside of Japan. Your body was numb and it felt like it was weighed down by something.

Though your vision was blurry, You could see greenmen all running about happily. You could see Kin of Earth infesting the area, Both Lower and Middle class, Ignoring your presence altogether.

You try to scream, To summon your sword-

But quickly you feel your throat begin to clog up, Beginning to sputter up flowers and twigs and leaves in clumps. Your sword isn't summoning either, Your power drained and your body weak.

Amaimon sits atop a branch, Watching as you struggle and begin to pass out once more. His kin roamed about the little clearing they had claimed for themselves, Now housing you, His current fixation.

You're not gonna be seen for a long time.

Amaimon often brings you back things that he'd think you like, Things that he probably stole from people. Stuff like Jewellery, Food, Rocks, Pieces of paper, A pretty piece of fabric. Magpie mentality.

Are you a vegan? You better hope so. Amaimon probably feeds you solely with plant-stuff because that's the easiest to get for him. With meat? Amaimon doesn't know how to cook and he prefers it raw anyways. You might get some cold instant ramen and some candy, But apart from that? Better get used to the green-stuff.

On that note, I feel like Amaimon would always share his food with you. Like, He'd always half it between you and himself no matter what he's eating. Ramen, Pizza, A single Lollipop. You name it.

You're unable to escape the area he has made for you. Your power constantly drained by the demonic plants taken root in your skin. And even then his kin was there to watch you 24/7. They'd absolutely chase after you relentlessly if you tried to get away.

Amaimon himself probably doesn't even realise that he likes you romantically for a while. You'll either need to point it out to him or he'll figure it out later on his own.

That ring you use to have? The diamond one? The one that your husband proposed to you with? Gone. Like the wind.

Amaimon will find you another ring, One that signals your ownership to him, Something more impressive then what a weak little human could ever give you. He'll force you to wear it too, You won't be allowed to take it off.

He probably likes to bite you too, By the way. You cannot tell me that Amaimon doesn't like marking you as a way to show ownership. If the bite marks and scars begin to fade, He'll just get you new ones.

You hate him. You hate him with every fibre in your being, His name dripping like venom on your tongue. You want nothing more than to strangle him and watch him writhe under your boot as you sever his head. You feel like vomiting every time he touches you.

Amaimon doesn't understand when you say you don't like him and want to get away.

He just tells you to stop crying, That he's much better than that weak suitor that came before him.

You should be glad that the King of Earth has taken such an interest in you.

Sometimes he'll come back learning a new 'courtship' method that humans use, Copying it in a sort of grotesque way.

He'll kiss you but he may try to bite your lips off. He'll hug you but you'll need to make him control his strength. He'll carry you, But only dangling from under his arm, Dizzy from being held upside down.

And yes, He probably does get human affection from Anime that Mephisto makes him watch.

Mephisto is definetly aware of this. No doubt. And to be honest this could've been his plan for you the entire time, To be something that he could use to manipulate Amaimon with.

Amaimon probably knows that too. But honestly, He doesn't care.

If you ever did escape, Amaimon would be furious.

He'd rampage, He'd destroy and destroy and destroy until he had you back in his possession. He may not be as powerful as he was back when he wasn't subjugated by Shiemihaza, But you know he's still capable of causing devastation.

It's the rare time he shows genuine outrage, Such wild and unforgiving possessive anger.

You better hope you run far, Run fast, Run until your legs collapse from under you. Hide somewhere urban where his kin are unlikely to roam and hope to GOD Amaimon won't find you.

He won't give up. He'll never give up.

All in all, Make sure you stay away from rural areas. Hope to the lord that Mephisto likes you enough to let you leave like that and keep aware of your surroundings at all times.

Good luck!

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 11/12/2024

this one's a bit short. i am now thirty and still unemployed (ten months this week) ://// if you enjoy the tuesdayposts and are not maxed out on your charitable donations for other causes (american healthcare access, healthcare access in other places, war relief, any number of other good causes) i am going to be $300 short for december rent. here is my paypal.

listening

listening to a lot of pete seeger, for my health. there are about one zillion recordings of Old Man Atom, all ever so slightly different. it starts off as a perky gee-whiz-science! tune and continues frog marching the listener along in an increasingly jaunty manner. it's

Then the cartel crowd put on a show To turn back the clock on the UNO To get a corner on atoms and maybe extinguish Every darned atom that can't speak English Down with foreign-born atoms! America for American atoms! I hold this truth to be self-evident That all men may be cremated equal!

it's very depressing to listen to early anti-nuclear protest songs and realize they hold even more true today! song's a bop tho!

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reading

the feds nabbed someone allegedly related to the semi-dire Snowflake data leaks that have been ongoing throughout the year (Santander Bank, AT&T, Ticket Master, Neiman Marcus, etc).

this guy has been a real thorn in krebs' side for a year or so and participates in some of the worst corners of the internet, which explains the adversarial nature of the writeup. i read through the whole thing going "yeah this guy is Very annoying but why is krebs so mad at him" and then got to the bottom section about other activities. italicized OH moment in real life but bad.

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watching

continuing noirvember with The Maltese Falcon (1941, dir. Huston).

The Maltese Falcon is a 1941 American film noir in which a San Francisco private detective deals with three unscrupulous adventurers, all seeking a jewel-encrusted falcon statuette.[3] Written and directed by John Huston[3] in his directorial debut, the film was based on the 1930 novel The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett and is a remake of the 1931 film of the same name.[4][5][6] It stars Humphrey Bogart as private investigator Sam Spade, Mary Astor as his femme fatale client, and as villains Peter Lorre and Sydney Greenstreet.

i have two really snotty thoughts to get out of my brain: the modern letterboxed reviews like "i liked this but the homophobia ruined it" weak. all of you are WEAK.

and

i appreciate the work of the tumblrinas trying to queer this story in a more 2020s friendly way. however. sam spade canonically calls someone a slur for using cologne that he deems too feminine. the noir detective series you want is Philip Marlowe, who is at least homophobic in interesting and less physically violent ways.

anyway! gorgeous gorgeous movie. mary astor goes toe to fucking toe with bogey in every scene. a very frantic and frightened woman who is one jump ahead of the pathway crumbling behind her at all times. but she takes the jump and makes it! every time! except for the most important one!!!

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playing

having a normal one with 12 hours of powerwash simulator

new genshin update rapidly approacheth. there's a lot happening in this screenshot. accidentally careened right past this npc, with one bullet for the poor low-level slime in the background, floaty blue pet in tow. the npc wanted me to deliver something to her sister who is visible under the big tree in the background. i love early area spaghetti code.

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making

deep cleaned my house again bc i had people over for my birthday, which was a very lovely and very drunk evening of star wars on in the background while we played trivia. not how i expected to enter my thirties! i am not in the life circumstances i expected to be in my thirties, i do not have the life i expected to have in my thirties, etc. feeling a little maudlin and need to do crafts about it but also all the crafts in my home are not quite right!

[n3on-graveston3s-calling]

Izou does recon. Izou has done recon for YEARS. This is very important to note because this plays into a lot regarding how he views certain… Acts. This is the warning here; everything is consensual, Izou enjoys pleasure and giving pleasure.

-Sex doesn't mean a whole lot to Izou. To him, if he's actively working & trying to get information- it's another job. Of course, he enjoys it; pleasure is something that everyone should enjoy when partaking in the act of fucking or being fucked. However, there are usually no strings attached- ESPECIALLY if it's a target.

-Yes, target. Izou uses seduction as a form of weapon. Femme fatale beat. Of course, this isn't an every single time he goes out for a mission sort of deal; Only specifics that require a more… Intimate touch.

-Sex is casual, majority of the time. He's a Dom by nature, regardless of the position. He doesn't give up control; he enjoys breaking down whoever occupies his bed.

-This changes if it's an actual relationship- which is rather difficult to obtain with Izou. High walls, higher standards. He is bisexual, however; he finds beauty in any and all.

Okay now for the actual sin.

-Brat tamer. BRAT TAMER. Bring him a brat and he will return with a sub. He won't break their spirit entirely; no, he enjoys when they BITE back at him, when they still have that fire in them- but when they also know their limits. Of course, push too far and a punishment is bound to occur.

-Pretty dick for a pretty man. Certainly not lacking in length nor girth. Uncircumcised.

-He enjoys giving head. Really enjoys it, actually. Maybe it's an oral fixation, but he can spend hours between his partner's thighs. Which also means that their thighs will be covered with bites and hickeys and bruises.

-He always leaves a mark. Back scratches, bruises in the shape of his fingers on their hips or thighs, love bites down the neck or across the chest or stomach- he enjoys seeing his handiwork.

-High libido, oh god. GOOD LUCK.

-PLEASE LEAVE A MARK ON HIM. PLEASE. Scratch his back up, bite him, bruise him. Just leave the face out of it. No touching the face. ( Except for a kiss. He loves kisses. Please kiss him. Ruin his lipstick that he spent so LONG applying and perfecting-)

-He will top from the bottom. Little bit of a size queen, but it's not bad.

Overall, Izou is well versed in the art of passion. He'll gladly show your muse what he can do, if they can catch his attention.

[twink-remus-lupin]

❤️💛💕

For marauders era <3

apologies in advance anon i wrote way more than i meant to!!

❤️- which character is the most egregiously mischaracterized by the fandom?

This one is a hard pick between remus and sirius so i’ll just do both.

remus - oh dear lord. I could go on about this forever but I already have so many posts about it so I’ll try to keep this short. now i’m not the most canon-compliant person but the way remus is treated by this fandom drives me up a wall in a way no other character does. he is disabled, shy, quiet, and a follower. fanon has turned him into a borderline abusive asshole/alpha daddy bad-boy and it’s the most insane thing ever. where are we getting this from? oh! I know the answer actually. so many wolfstar fans see a werewolf and long haired guy and decide that remus is the “masc one” in the relationship and sirius is femme. I genuinely think there are some underlying internalized homophobia issues in the way they’re portrayed but i’ll focus more on that when I talk about sirius. for now, i think it’s important to address the inherent ableism in remus’s current popular fandom portrayal. he canonically experiences extreme pain from his lycanthropy- in what world would he feel comfortable using acts of strength in a dominant way? (ie- choking sirius in a sexual way, picking him up, etc.) this also largely ignores the fact that he likely wouldn’t even be able to do a lot of this. he’s weakened from his transformations. as a disabled person myself I will never understand how people can so blatantly ignore the negative aspects of what he goes through so they can have their alpha dom romance. moving away from that for a moment, it’s also just ridiculous to me that he would ever let himself show true anger to anyone he loves. he hates his lycanthropy and anything that would make him seem more “monstrous” is completely off the table. Also just because this pisses me off- let the man bottom! It’s genuinely so rare to see bottom!remus content and i’ll talk about why I think that is in sirius’s part as well. I have a lot more to say but I also don’t know if I phrased any of this well in the first place so i’ll end this part here.

sirius - oh boy. I’ll try to make this shorter than remus’s section but no guarantees. sirius as a submissive femme twink is genuinely one of the worst things to happen to this fandom. first of all, we are completely ignoring his canon body type while simultaneously infantalizing him. that is a grown man with a BEARD. it’s one thing to have your headcanons, but why is it that I never see femme sirius topping? I’m so convinced it’s a product of some sort of internalized homophobia. ignoring sirius’s canon masculinity for a moment, even if he was hyper femme he could still top. It’s so obvious that people have a very fixed view of what a gay relationship looks like- one masc and one femme. which- by the way- is a homophobic stereotype. sirius can be femme! if that’s your head canon for him, it’s not my thing, but okay. But then why make remus hyper masc? when that’s straight up against his canon personality? Again, this is something i’ve talked about in other posts on my blog and likely will be talking about in the future. Anyways- my main point is there’s no need to completely change his personality just to fit a stereotype. I also way prefer top!sirius / bottom!remus to the reverse, which is what’s more popular right now. (again, fitting right into the femme/masc ship stereotype.) Although I do believe in my heart of hearts that they’re switches that’s the only dynamic i’ll read because their personalities tend to be more accurate in those fics. Sirius can bottom! but holy shit let him be muscular and a little chubby and put some fucking hair on his face. I truly believe everyone is a mix of masc and femme traits, and i’d never fully deny sirius of any form of femininity. but you can dress feminine and still have masc traits or vice versa. Anyways the main takeaway from all of this is that i hate the way wolfstar has become a stereotype of gay relationships.

💛- what is a popular ship you just can’t get behind and why?

okay this is definitely an unpopular opinion but i’ve made myself very clear on my hatred of this ship so hopefully my moots won’t mind!! I can’t stand jegulus. like with a passion. I see jegulus on my insta feed and audibly sigh. To me jegulus is a crackship that should have never gotten popular. first and foremost, i see james as heterosexual and regulus as aroace so immediately that wouldn’t work even if I liked their dynamic. HOWEVER! i truly don’t believe james would ever betray sirius like that. james was more of a brother to sirius than regulus ever was and the idea that james would go fuck him is crazy to me. they probably barely interacted in school, if at all. also jily for life!! idk how people can’t like jily if you want enemies to lovers they’re literally right there.

also not super popular but remadora. that’s a gay man and a lesbian. what are we doing here jkr.

💕- what’s an unpopular ship you like?

remus x kingsley (i can’t remember their ship name) It used to be more popular and i remember reading a few fics in like 2019 but I can’t find it on tumblr really. I like the idea of them meeting and getting together after sirius is imprisoned- i think they have a good dynamic together. Wolfstar is still endgame to me but i think they could have had a cute relationship. Honestly i’ve thought of drawing them together so if that’s something anyone is interested in let me know because i’ll do it. also if anyone has fic recs!

i hope this wasn’t too much i got a bit carried away lol- i have a lot of thoughts on wolfstar’s dynamic so this was kind of cathartic to write out. i’m not looking to debate anyone, these are just my personal opinions so keep any comments kind and thoughtful please. :)

[aceghostsarchive]

OC Smash or Pass

Hey Everybody! I was tagged by @fereldanwench, @theviridianbunny, @derelictheretic, @simplegenius042, @imogenkol,

@carlosoliveiraa, @theelderhazelnut, @inafieldofdaisies, and @direwombat to do this. Thank you for tagging me!

rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

ROONEY SHEPARD

BASICS

Full Name: Rooney Shepard

Alias: Goes by their last name, Shepard, with the exception of a few people.

Age: 35

Height: 5'10

Eyes: Blue

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: They/Them

Sexuality: Rooney doesn't have a specific label that they think fits them perfectly, but demisexual might be the closest.

PROS

Rooney is very supportive and empathetic. They'll be your biggest cheerleader.

They are very reliable. You can always count on Rooney no matter what.

Rooney also has a very stable/grounding aura when you get to know them. They tend to make people feel safe (when not kicking their ass) and give dope hugs.

VERY LOYAL. Their loyalty is difficult to gain, but very hard to lose. You've got a partner for life in Rooney.

Kicks major ass.

Rooney is a huge nerd. They love model ships and motorcycles, and can infodump about those two subjects for hours if you want.

In a relationship, Rooney can be a playful flirt. They're also very sentimental and devoted, letting you know how much they care.

CONS

EXTREMELY STUBBORN. If Rooney has decided on something, good luck getting them to change their mind.

Your chance for dying probably goes up like a 100%. Rooney is a magnet for trouble, and if you're there when trouble comes around, uh oh.

Rooney does have trust issues and can be guarded. They're not very open about the details of their past, especially regarding the Unification War and their family.

They hold themself to an insanely high standard. Rooney is their own worst critic and a perfectionist.

Rooney will refuse to acknowledge that they might need to take a break. Doesn't matter if they are on death's door, Rooney will keep going, no matter what anyone says.

They are freakishly quiet, meaning there is a good chance they'll sneak up on you by accident frequently.

Can't drive for shit, except motorcycles. Rooney is a terrible driver, like 'you should not have a license' level of terrible. Once attempted to drive a car up a cliff and succeeded.

EXTRAS

A big tea drinker. Their favorite flavor is cinnamon.

Lover of Hot Sauce. (If you want to share food, you'll need to take some before Rooney dumps it all over their food.)

Has a bad case of RBF and can seem intimidating at first.

Willing to teach you how to drive a motorcycle.

Also willing to teach you how to fight and use a variety of weapons.

Has a hamster named Shepard Jr.

Character playlist!

Tagging (Opt In/Out): @bbrocklesnar, @alexxmason, @sergeiravenov, @voidika, @chyrstis,

@tommyarashikage, @clicheantagonist, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @strangefable, @cassietrn,

@katsigian, @captastra, @cloudofbutterflies92, @confidentandgood, @roofgeese,

@wanderingaldecaldo, @g0dspeeed

[minminambus]

SG Minimus and OG Minimus both get top surgery btw.

U know I can make SG Minimegs and OG Minimegs into the best butch/femme relationship.