#ok im done whining like a bitch

[edeneffect]

also streetpass! which actually encouraged you to take your handheld with you y'know. instead of just leaving ur switch in the dock and watching tik tok or some shit.

play coins and streetpass rewarded you in the games you were already playing for playing portably, its such a neat feature!

the DS's ability to fold meant that i could actually fucking take it with me because it fit in my pockets and/or handbag, the switch is portable the same way an ipad is portable, technically you can take it with you, yeah, but you'll look like a fucking troglodyte ALSO BRING BACK DOWNLOAD PLAY YOU FUCKING COWARDS

the switch isnt built like a handheld, its built like a portable console with the power of a handheld, there is no sociable features to encourage you to take it with you, for most people it sits in the dock forever

Unironically I think we need just a more powerful DS again. Dual screens fuck. The amount of creativity and interactivity and cool UI that went into DS games is literally unmatched and like those things were tough as fuck too. Please hear my wish. I get that the switch is technically handheld and thus portable but also no it is not that thang is so delicate and lacks the sophistication of just being able to shut it at a moments notice to pause everything without having to hit a pause menu. Does anyone hear me. Hello. Pokémon ranger.

[hpdfag]

ppl just go on and fucking on abt how so many yans are just fakers while also being the least self aware ppl alive huh

[victorianbatman]

ATLA/LOK incorrect quotes

F, M & GN reader | every scenario without the readers gender being specified is Gender Neutral.

Bolin, on the phone with Mako: Mako, I need you to come pick me up.

Mako: Why?

Bolin: Y/n is busy passive-aggressively doing the dishes they asked me to do 6 hours ago.

Bolin: This house is not safe anymore.

-

Mako: Hey, whats for dinner?

Bolin: I cant tell you, its a soup-rise.

Mako: Is it soup?

Y/n: We soup-ose is could be.

Mako: Enough with the soup puns you two.

Bolin: Aww, you never soup-port our jokes.

[Five minutes later]

Mako: It was fucking tacos.

-

Mako: The stars look really pretty tonight.

Y/n: Yeah, they do.

Mako: You know who else looks pretty tonight?

Y/n: Asami.

Mako, at the same time: Korra.

Y/n: What?

Mako: What?

-

Toph: Do you do anything other than whine like a little bitch?

Y/n: Sometimes I whine like a BIG bitch.

-

Mako, not looking up from his book: What did she(Kuvira) do now?

Y/n: SHE SMILED!

Mako: At you?

Y/n: No, at her dumb friends, but she looks like an angel.

Mako: Go away, Y/n.

Y/n: Shut up, I watched you pine after Korra while in a relationship with Asami.

Mako: Go on.

-

Korra: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute.

Lin: That’s not how you make cookies.

Y/n: FLOOR IT!

Bolin: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?

Lin: yOURE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!

Korra: IM GONNA HARVEST THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES!!

Y/n&Bolin: DO IT!

Lin: NO-

-

Korra: I’m small, but knowing.

Tall!Y/n: You dont be knowing what the top of a shelf looks like though.

Korra: …

Tall!Y/n: …

Korra: Bitch.

-

Bolin and Mako watching Y/n from a distance chase a squirrel.

Bolin: Thats the person I see myself married to in the future.

Bolin: Thoughts?

Mako: …

Bolin: …

Mako: ..and prayers, bro.

-

Y/n: My autistic friend(book 1 zuko) is my favourite person on the planet. I asked if he would still be friends with me if I got a mullet and without looking up he said “we are not friends” like ok bestie.

-

Korra: Theres only one thing worse than losing.

[Tips over paper saying ‘losing Y/n’]

Y/n: Me.

Korra: No-

-

Y/n: Are you sure you’re ok?

Zuko, crying: Yeah, it’s just these onions, man.

Y/n: …

Zuko: …

Y/n: Those are potatoes.

-

[Asami, puts on chapstick]

Y/n: What flavour is that?

Asami: oh its [chapstick flavour].

Y/n: Lemme taste.

Asami: Sure.

[hands chapstick]

Y/n, kisses Asami

Y/n: Shit it does actually taste like [Chapstick flavour].

[Asami blushing like crazy]

-

Y/n: Aang, why do good people die young?

Aang: When you are in a garden full of flowers, which one do you pick?

Y/n: The ugly ones.

Aang: Exactly- wait wait what, why?

Y/n: Because ugly bitches dont belong in my garden.

-

Toph: Hi, im your doctor today, I’ll be drawing your blood as soon as I’m done with my capri sun.

[Misses the hole four times before finally getting the straw in]

[Y/n, sweats profusely]

-

Sokka: I have the sharpest memory, name one time I forgot something.

Y/n: You forgot me and Suki back in the fire nation 3 weeks ago.

Sokka: I did that on purpose, try again.

-

Y/n: Listen to me, love is a scam.

Bolin: You’re making a valentines card for Mako right now.

Y/n, points glue gun at him: You’re on thin fuckin ice.

-

Zuko: Whats with the napkin on the glass door?

Y/n: Aang keeps walking into the glass door, so I thought this might help.

Aang: Oh cool, a floating napkin!

[Walks into glass door]

[mimisplayground]

If I can’t have you baby, no one else in this world can. ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

I hope everyone likes it! This is part two of my other Toji fic where he was jealoussssss~ I hope u all enjoy :3 (part one linked at da bottom)

Tags: Dacryphillia (brief), Rough sex, Mentions of Murder, Mean Toji, He talks abt marrying you during sex????? (not clickbait)(gone wrong)(gone sexual), Spanking (kinda brief too), JEALOUS TOJI!!!, very light bondage, HES SWEET BUT IN SUBTLE WAYS!!, Degrading, Overstimulation, Thigh Fucking (brief), Doggy Style, Mating Press

I couldve missed some tag sorryyyyyyy, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

——————

Toji hadn’t heard from you in a week. A whole week of no contact from you, and he could feel his eye twitch as he knocked on your door.

And he was even more angry when you opened the door with a bratty pout on your face. “What do you want Fushiguro?” You huffed out, frowning at him.

He had to resist the urge to lean forward to smother you entirely. He treats you real nice and you wanna call him by his last name? Like he didn’t have you screaming his first name only a week prior? “Wanna know why you’re ignoring me, baby.” He tries his luck with being sweet with you first, a disingenuous smile on his face.

He quickly regrets the sweet act when you roll your eyes in his face. “Made me block my other guy.” You muttered out, and Toji felt his hand fist up for a moment. “He was a good fuck,” you started off, stupid of you to do in Toji’s opinion “and you made me block him like you’re up here all that often anyways. Can’t keep me satisfied and got rid of the one who could.”

By the end of your sentence, Toji had reached the end of his patience. He leans forward, and his hand grips your shoulder for a moment. “Im gonna go, and I’m gonna bash that guys skull in. And when I’m done you’re gonna be on the bed, where I’m gonna fuck you so hard you forget your own name. Ok?” He was at a borderline whisper, and you felt yourself shuddering at the threat he spoke last time being reiterated.

You throw yourself to hug him when he goes to turn. The idea of some man dying just for getting his dick wet didn’t sit right with you. “Tojiiiii,” You whined out, looking at him as pitifully as you could. “I didnt mean it Toji, I was just trying to get you riled up.” You admitted bashfully (in a poor attempt to earn pity points from a man who doesn’t pity anything), ignoring how hot your face felt when you heard - and felt - his chuckle at the confession.

You’re led into your place, a hand gently cradling your back as you’re led to your room and you can’t help but think that your confession had subdued Toji’s anger, even momentarily.

So imagine your surprise when you find your face smushed into the bed, hands tied behind your back when a soft satin ribbon and your ass in the air. And the first time his hand landed on your ass it was shocking enough to make you jolt forward with a small squeal. The hits that came after still earning groans and grunts of pain from you.

Even if he wouldn’t admit it, he was being soft on you, he always was. But he made a promise that you would forget your own name and he intended to hold true on that.

“Fucking whore” he huffed, another smack landing on your ass “bratty bitch, gotta be put back in your place.” His hands grip your hips and you squirm in anticipation.

His fingers find their way inside you first, working you open with so much precision you felt he was playing you like an instrument. Three fingers deep inside, and god did they hit the perfect spots each time. “You tryna get dick from someone else? I’m all you need baby.” He says, jealous vemon laced in every word.

“Just you Toji, ‘m sorry, didn’t mean it.” You whined, and you hear a cruel laugh as his fingers leave you. “Now I’m Toji? Not Fushiguro?” He questions in a mean tone even as his hands massage your back.

(He said it was to help with prep when he first did it. Your questioning leaving him a bit scrambled before he claimed it made the sex better. You had believed him at first, until you realized it was just a small act of care. You never called him on it, you enjoyed it even.)

“Begging isn’t gonna work on me this time, cute little whore.” Toji says with a mocking coo, pushing his pants down to pump his dick with his own fist a few times. And as he stares at your back, he can’t help but want to break his own promise and just fuck into you. Not that he actually would, but he was tempted.

He slips his dick between your thighs, thrusting lightly and kissing at your neck. “Talking about another guy in front of me, giving me a bitchy ass attitude,” he seems to be recounting his grievances with you, a hand reach to grip your waist when you try to grind down onto the dick between your thighs. “Don’t know who you belong to yet? That it? Maybe I should put a ring on your finger and make you understand.” He groans, listening to your pleads for him to just put it in already.

And when he finally complies it’s like bliss. His hand is gripping your wrists before he unties the ribbon holding them together. Your hands grip the sheets at either side of you, and you sigh happily as he kisses your poor red wrists. You turn your head, kissing him on his cheek.

Toji’s mind seems to blank for a moment before he’s pulling out and flipping you onto your back. And with your legs thrown over his shoulders as your bent almost in half, he fucks you into a mating press so brutal that your mind blanks.

“Gonna make you mine baby, put a ring on your finger. You’re never gonna get away from me.” He grunts and almost growls, watching your eyes roll back with tears streaming down your face. “Gonna keep you locked in, you love saying my last name so much, now you’re gonna share with me.” His thrusts were deep, and hard, and agonizingly perfect that you could help but violently twitch as an earth shattering orgasm runs through you.

He fucks you through it, and you feel an awful sense of deja-vu as you go hurtling toward your next one.

Toji grabs your left hand, and you stare at him in a stupid, fucked dumb look of curiosity and whined when he bit your ring finger hard. And you whined even more when he forced his own left ring finger into your mouth, telling you to bite hard. You comply and watch him fill with a sinful glee. “There you go baby, it’s our wedding rings.” He says with a soft grin, his brutal thrusts being an absolute opposite of the look.

With orgasm three coming quick, you’re almost relieved to feel his rhythm falter and stutter, and you scream into the room filled with sweat and sex as you feel another final brutal slam of his pelvis into yours, and you feel your insides fill up with his cum.

He pulls out, getting up and walking to the bathroom, and you sigh through closed and tired eyes as you feel him wipe you down with a warm damp cloth and few minutes later. A blanket is thrown over you both as he spoons you.

His thumb traces the bitemark he left on your finger, you completely pliant and stupid in his arms. You couldn’t seem to think of an answer when he looked at you with a devilish smile and innocently asked “so, what’s your name?”

*

The next morning, waking up to Toji cuddled up with you and a subtle rumbling snore coming from him had to be the best feeling in the world.

Your legs were jelly, and when Toji woke up and had finally pulled himself up, he brought you water and a small plate of fruits. You watch him get dressed with a pout. “Toji…where are you going so soon?”

He turns and the smile he had was an almost boyish expression. “I told you last night,” You felt your blood freeze for a moment as you stared at Toji, your legs unable to move.

“Im gonna go bash that guys skull in.” He left a small peck on your forehead and a promise that he would he back soon.

God you hope that other guy had a quick death, if nothing else.

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UH….SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG… LOTS OF THOUGHT PUT INTO THIS ONE!!

Requests open :3

[byuntrash101]

final lap

reader x dom!sunwoo

smut | nsfw | mdni

racer!sunwoo is kinda mean and big, thigh riding, dry humping, sir kink, orgasm control, orgasm denial, hair pulling, begging, edging, praising, impact play, humiliation, degradation (slut, whore, bitch in heat), a tad of self degradation, multiple orgasm, creampie, cum play,

requested | part of my 2023 prompts event [closed]

after a race there's only one thing that can ease sunwoo's nerves...

[❛ no ones here. we can be as loud as we want. ❜ + ❛ you can be rough. i can take it. ❜]

TUMBLR IS BASED ON REBLOGS. PLEASE REBLOG MY WORK 🖤

a/n: this is inspired by this ✨glorious post✨ sunwoo graced us with. when i saw it knew i had to write racer!sunwoo. look at those thighs!! tell me im not the only one losing it for the thighs and veiny forearms!!

There was something about the speed that put Sunwoo in a sort of trance. Ever since he was a boy he aspired to be a racer. It was his calling.

And tonight after winning the race of a lifetime is not different. 

Even now sitting in the changing rooms, after the press conference, after being handed out the platinum cup he was still feeling the adrenaline coursing through his veins. He still felt the strain that was put on his body with every abrupt acceleration. He still felt his body shifting through every single dangerous turn. It was like he was still on the track, swallowing laps after laps, until the last one. 

This was Sunwoo’s experience after every race. And after every race he found that one thing was bringing him back down, pulling his mind out of the haze.

A quick jerk off.

You knew that. You knew that he liked to catch a few minutes of peace after a race to blow off some steam. But now that you’ve been dating for a few months you figured that maybe you could help him out this time. 

When you knock on the door while your heart is hammering against your ribs. You don’t want to come across as annoying but maybe he really does enjoy doing it himself.

“Come in” you hear the voice of your boyfriend from the other side, annoyance tinting his voice.

“Ah it’s you” he says, surprised features relaxing slightly upon seeing you.

You sigh in relief when he seems to not be bothered by your visit. You lightly strut over to where he is sitting, your skirt lightly flowing around you. Somehow he seems embarrassed.

“Hmm…y/n” he starts off hesitantly. “I’m not… done… here” he says carefully.

Instantly your eyes shift down to his crotch. You try your best not to look too avidly at the veiny forearms resting so close to his bulge and failing miserably as your tongue swipes over your lower lip.

“Yes about that…I came to offer my help” you announce wearing a bright smile.

“That’s cute, baby but no, it’s ok you know I…”

You knew Sunwoo was going to need a little convincing so you thought of a plan. Your hands swiftly went under your skirt and without an ounce of hesitation you slid your baby blue panties down your legs, letting them pool at your ankles.

Sunwoo cut himself off as he watched the blue article of clothing fall to the ground and how your skirt scooted up your waist as you lifted your legs to step out of it. You were never this bold with him and he felt himself twitch at the thought of knowing that the only thing that was guarding your precious center from his eager eyes was this skimpy little skirt.

“Please Sunwoo” you pouted as you walked up to him. “Let me help you” you whined as you straddled one of his thighs repressing a moan when you felt the thick leather of his racing gear press against your unclothed folds. 

Sunwoo watched you in awe, completely silenced by this brand new side of you he had never known.

You started to rock your hips on his thigh, hissing at the pleasurable friction. While Sunwoo let his hand slip on your thigh, fingers firmly wrapped around it.

You were not suspecting that if you still had a secret for Sunwoo it was the same for him. The reason why he always isolated himself after a race was because he didn’t have it in him to be the tender and affectionate lover he normally was. The adrenaline changed his brain chemistry and turned him into something a lot more primal. Something you might be scared of.

And right now you were making it very difficult for him to hold it off.

“Fuckkkk” he cursed under his breath when he saw the glistening mess you were making on his leg. And you felt his muscles tighten underneath you, making you whimper. 

Sunwoo sunk his nails in your fleshy thighs as he heard you, only being able to guess how swollen and pretty your pussy was, the skirt still hiding you from him. But somehow that made him even more riled up. He wanted to rip it off you right now. 

“Sunwoo, please” you asked one more time, your hands landing on his bulge, palming it lightly but before you could unzip his pants he catched your wrist in his hand. His grip was strong, a lot stronger than usual. When you raised your eyes to look at him, his chest was rising and falling rapidly and his gaze was dark, raw lust pooling in his orbs, the burning desire contorting his face in an almost painful expression.

“Y/n don’t make this hard for me” he breathed out, deep voice shaking slightly. Trying his best to keep the monster at bay.

“It’s okay” you start, smiling back at him. “You can be rough, I can take it” you assure. Sunwoo’s eyes go round in surprise. Did you pick up on why he was acting the way he was? Did you pick up on the side of himself he was so badly trying to hide from you?

“Y/n… I-” his grip grew even tighter around your wrist.

“Please. Sunwoo. I can handle it”

This is the last straw for the racer. He won one battle today. Maybe he can give this one to you.

As soon as he gives up the atmosphere around him changes, the tension goes up a notch.

Sunwoo let go of your wrist to grab a fistfull of your hair, harshly pulling on it making your head fall back.

“Can you really handle me?” He hissed through gritted teeth while you felt his member twitch under your fingertips. Your breath is short, a hot wave of arousal rushing to your groin as you felt the delectable sting on your scalp.

“Yes sir” you reply in a mere whisper, your hips working themselves back on his thigh. Instinctively yearning for friction as your lust for him grew again.

Sunwoo smirked at the title. It was the first time you called him like that and he could see himself getting used to it very fast.

As you noticed Sunwoo’s change of attitude you started to rock yourself harder on his thighs. Making an even wetter mess.

“Good little whore” Sunwoo praised while his free hand went down to palm over his restricted bulge. Instantly your eyes snapped back down to avidly look at your boyfriend’s busy hand. But he tightens his grip around your hair, yanking it harshly to catch your attention.

“No.” he clicked his tongue. “Look at me. Look me in the eyes” he commanded and you obliged. “Show me how your slutty little cunt pulse on my thigh” he propped his chin to your skirt still resting over you, shielding you from his brown orbs.

Hesitantly you reached for the hem of your skirt and you slowly lift the thin fabric. Sunwoo’s smirk grows wider while his eyes take a darker tone, an evil glint lighting his gaze.

“What a good little slut” he praised in a low rumble, pressing harder on his cock, growling when he felt himself leaking precum for you.

“Come on harder” he ordered as he tensed his thigh again, hand leaving your hair to push on your hips, strong grip conducting each of your movements until your mind was only a hazy mess, mindlessly wrecking yourself on your boyfriend’s thigh.

“You gonna cum?”

“Yesss” you sing in bliss, feeling your lower stomach becoming tighter and tighter with the familiar build up. Sunwoo pressed harder on your hips while you moaned without restrain completely forgetting about the thin walls of the changing room.

“You gonna be a good girl?” he asked again, hands going softer on your side.

“Yessssss” you hissed, your release being within reach, your mind barely able to form the simple word.

“Then you’re not gonna cum” Sunwoo suddenly says and your half lidded eyes snap back to him. Your eyebrows meet on your forehead in need when you notice him being dead serious. “Only whores cum humping their boyfriend’s leg like a bitch in heat” his voice is cold, cutting, ruthless.

“Sunw- Sir… please” you whine, unable to stop the intoxicating back and forth.

“I said” he wraps both his hands around your narrow neck. “No” he firmly states. His hands barely press on your throat but the glacial eyes and the commanding tone is enough to bend your mind. You whine in defeat as your hips slowly come to a stop. Red, swollen and aching cunt visibly pulsating on the leather. 

Before you can even mourn the loss of your climax Sunwoo is back pulling at your hair.

“Up” he says, guiding you by the hair then pulling you down until you are on all fours. “Clean your mess” he shoves your face on the slimy puddle you left behind. You stick your tongue, gliding it over the smooth leather, ready to do anything for him. Completely fucked out your mind, you don’t think anymore only your body reacts.

In a matter of seconds you manage to completely erase any trace of the sinful thing you were doing moments ago, the taste of your own arousal making your head spin and your heart pound. 

“That’s my good girl” Sunwoo praised, drawing soothing circles on your heated cheeks. “Good girls get rewarded” he whispered as his gentle hand guided your face to his groin. You whimpered as you pressed your cheek to the concealed object of your desire. Your arousal dripping down your thighs.

“‘s that what you want baby”? his honey voice made your center quiver.

“Yess” you purred in bliss feeling the heat of his cock through the thick leather.

You heard him chuckle as his hand unzipped the racing pants. He shimmied them on his thigh and you saw the glorious print of his shaft under his gray briefs. You swallowed thickly, eager to finally lay eyes on him. He also pulled his underwear down revealing the thick member clapping against his stomach you lightly gasp in awe.

He lazily strokes it a couple times in his veiny fist while you watch in a trance.

Then he gets up and guides you to bend over the chair, both your knees on the cushion and your elbows resting to the back of it. With a flick of the wrist he flipped your skirt up your back to uncover your ass. He smacked his lips in anticipation while he guided his tip on your drenched folds. The hot tip glided smoothly over your already over sensitive clit. You held your breath while he teased you. Biting your lip to keep yourself from begging. 

“Such patience” he praised before you felt his large palm slap your ass cheek, the unexpected pain pulling a moan from your lips. 

“Want this cock baby?” he asked as he started to push himself in. 

“Yes please Sir” you politely ask, doing your best not to wiggle your hips to get him to fill you up faster. 

“Good girl” he moaned as he bottomed out. His tip perfectly pressing on your sweet spot with this angle. You hissed, your fingers curling around the back chair. “I’m going to fuck your brains out” he growled. And the promise made your stomach knot. 

He didn’t waste time to keep his word. He started to plow into you, pulling all the way out just to smash himself back in.

You started to squeal in pleasure as your cunt desperately held on to Sunwoo’s length rearranging your guts with every thrust.

“Good girl. That's it. Squeal for me” he grunted, strong grip bruising your hips. “No ones here. we can be as loud as we want.”

But everytime you grew closer to your release, every time he heard you go high pitched, every time he felt you pulse around him he would slow down, going down to a painfully slow rhythm. Thrusts merely teasing your eager walls as they pulsed and demanded more. 

It made his cock twitch inside you when he heard your desperate whimpers and your disappointed sighs. He loved to torture you. And he intended to toy with you just like this until you couldn’t take it anymore. Until you broke.

After what felt like hours you finally voiced out your frustration.

“Sir please” you started timidly.

“What baby?” he asked, his honeyed tone letting your ear the smirk that was spreading on his lips from behind you. “What’s wrong?” he fainted worry.

“Please…” you were out of breath, exhausted. “I want to cum” you sighed.

“Awww. Want? what an ugly word” he said as he completely stopped. Dick deep into you but completely still. Somehow this was even worse. You started to whine and wiggle your hips yearning for any kind of friction again, even the slow pace. You needed something, anything. 

“Please let me cum Sir” you pleaded, your voice trembling in need. When Sunwoo started to move slowly again a strangled moan escaped you.

“But baby only whores beg to cum like that” he says rubbing soothing circles over your ass as he picks up the pace ever so slightly, making your center quiver. “is that what you are?” 

You stayed silent, teeth sinking into your bottom lip while you tried to regain a semblance of sanity. But Sunwoo gave you one single violent thrust to keep you in your trance, earning a high pitched moan. 

“Are you a whore baby?” he repeated being as taunting as ever. 

And you just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Yess” you shouted in defeat. “I’m a whore Sir. I’m your little dirty whore” you started to push your ass back and forth on his cock, Sunwoo didn’t stop you he enjoyed seeing you break. “Now please fuck me like the fucking slut I am.” you sobbed, completely giving in.

Without another word he went back to the brutal and exhilarating pace. You completely lost it, abandoning your body and mind to his cock. You moaned and screamed without restrain. 

“Cum. Now, slut” he ordered as he landed a couple more spanks on your red ass. 

And the pain rocketed you over the edge. Diving head first in the blissful abyss. Walls quivering on Sunwoo’s thick dick. Climaxing so deliciously as he came inside you, delivering thick ropes of white thick cum inside your needy little hole that was milking him to the last drop. 

As soon as he pulled out your legs gave out and you collapsed on the chair, gooey cum lazily dripping out your worn out and shapeless cunt. 

Sunwoo stroked your hair affectionately.

“You were right baby” he pressed a kiss on your hairline “you handled me perfectly”.

a/n: thank you for reading guys. feedback is soooo greatly appreciated if you enjoyed drop a comment or an ask. i wuv u <3

[ohbo-ohno]

FANTASITIC OK

so I read the ghoap pet play where soap goes to the groomer for his haircut and I started thinking of like

A pet groomer just for..... "Pets"

So ghost can bring puppy soap in for a full groom- scrub down in the big metal tub, muzzled of course because he's a bite risk, and the groomer treating him like a real dog for it all. Putting a hood over his ears and head for the blow drier, using a trimmer to give him a sanitary shave, dog nail trimmers on his fingernails (which of course go right back into the puppy mitts)

Like just the exposure and the humiliation of being treated like that by someone not ghost, the groomer is so casual about it all that it's clear he's not a guy in fetish gear right now hes a fucking dog getting his monthly appointment done. He's on the schedule with a note for his behavior and preferred treats. When he gets leashed and taken back out to the lobby theres other people there with their own pets waiting and someone asks if he was the one crying through it and ghost laughs about how he's a bitch over bathtime

Idk man I've never been much into pet play at all but your enthusiasm and love for it when writing absolutely bring me on board and I'm here for all of it

i read this book series (owned and protected by measha stone) with a ton of dub/non-con pet play and and this like bdsm camp where everyone could indulge in fantasies like this, and it felt a liiiiittle too human traffick-y to me, but i do love it on a smaller scale (like in this ask!!)

like, there's smth about johnny being pretty deep in denial about his own desires and ghost being completely comfortable in his. johnny still blushes when ghost call his throat mic a collar, and ghost is ready to put johnny on a leash and have him kneel during meals.

i like to think simon's got a few people who he knows are okay with the whole public kink thing (it's price, laswell, and gaz). he knows that he could do whatever he wants to johnny in front of them, and they'd be fine with it, maybe even play along

(if johnny was really, really upset about what ghost does to him, gaz would try to step in. john might, depending on what simon wants to do. but for all johnny's whining and complaining, he never pulls away from ghost's hand, and he certainly never tries to end the relationship.)

like i think ghost would take johnny to price's office for a "checkup", and he'd hold johnny still by the back of his neck while price forced a bone gag into his mouth. no matter how much johnny glared or whined or tried to force his way past ghost, he'd have to sit through the whole humiliating ordeal while price pressed all over his chest and back to check for injuries

or maybe ghost walks with soap to the rec room, leads him over to gaz then says "thanks for agreeing to dogsit, garrick" and acts like he doesn't notice when johnny starts yapping, all offended :/

there's sooo much you can do with semi-public kink. i dont have much to say about it but im esp drawn to when like... ghost is threatening to be more public with their dynamic than johnny wants. like threatening to make him kneel in a room full of people, or making him walk around with a collar and a little bone charm.

[roomofshroom]

my kyman headcanons (18+)

i love others' headcanons so i thought id share my own <3 these are mostly 18+ but not all of them are!! if you dont agree w some of them its ok its mostly for fun!!

hey there's a part 2 !!!!

kyle would mostly call eric cartman and eric would try to secretly find ways to get him to call him eric more

when kyle does occasionally call cartman by his first name it's when they're getting intimate so eric associates kyle calling him by his first name with sexy times and then gets ...excited anytime kyle says his name which makes for some very funny situations

they would hide that they're in a relationship for the first few weeks but their friends would have their suspicions anyways bc they're not fucking blind and the way eric looks at kyle just says it all (not stan tho, mfer is blind af)

they would tease each other, name call each other in front of their friends and their fights would get very heated but for different reasons than others have in mind

cartmans a little brat and enjoys when kyle gets angry so much he purposely makes him angry in front of their friends, just for them to dissappear and angrily make out in a closet or somewhere secluded

stan would be oblivious to that and call cartman an asshole for getting kyle mad and then he'd worry ab his best friend when he suddenly dissappears w/o a trace

kyle doesn't want to admit it but he likes it when eric tries to get him riled up and sometimes he even exaggerates his angry reactions just to see eric get those excited sparks in his eyes

when they finally tell their friends they're together stan throws up (mf was oblivious the whole time), kenny asks them VERY personal questions ab positions they've done together, butters is happy for them and congratulates them, craig says he had known the whole entire time ('you guys are so blindingly fucking gay it's making my eyes hurt'), tweek would hand him 5 dollars (mfers made a bet out of it), clyde would say to tolkien that he's worried ab them checking him out and tolkien would just tell him to stfu bc 'being gay doesnt mean they wanna fuck you, no one wants to fuck you, clyde'

now that everyone knows, eric would brag to everyone ab not being a virgin anymore and jokingly try to go into details ab their sex life which kyle would VERY QUICKLY shut down and blush the entire time

eric now calls stan a virgin million times a day, asks him if hes jealous that hes 'getting that sweet sweet jewish ass' and constantly remind him that hes 'fucking his best friend nya nya nya hahaha' while kyle tells him to stfu

eric gets a stupid fucking tattoo 3 month into the relationship something like a fucking arrow pointing to his ass saying 'kyle was here' or i dont fucking know, anyways kyle would hate it and call him fucking insane

when kyle finds himself in a deep convo w anyone else thats not their friend or eric himself, eric always interrupts to make SURE they know kyle's HIS man so 'don't try to steal my man bitch' while he snaps his fingers and leaves w a dramatic hair whip (nonexistent long hair)

eric would be very veeeeery clingy while kyle would get slightly controlling sometimes just to quickly realize and get mad at himself (eric loves it when kyle's controlling and jealous so he doesn't mind)

eric would cry and whine about the dumbest shit ever ('mom said im not allowed my xbox bc i keep yelling at others in the game to kill themselves waaa khal, isnt she such a fucking bitch?') and kyle has to comfort him bc 'that's his boyfriend duty', kyle would call him a fucking crybaby which would only cause cartman to cry louder forcing kyle to shut him up somehow (maybe with a kiss)

[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: non I know of

✧taglist✧: @heeseung-min @jaeneohee @lovingvoidgoatee @neruishoon (anyone I may have missed)

✧CHAPTER 14✧

"Babe maybe we should get something in the garden for them to play with~" y/n said with a smile "Like a big playhouse to play in?" he asked as y/n gasped "Omg that's so cute!" she smiled as she turned to the babies that were giggling at some Halloween decorations. "Babe we have to be nicer-" y/n warned as Sunghoon frowned "Im not saying anything mean, i just said the word mean, how is that not nice enough coming from me?" Sunghoon reasoned as y/n frowned at him.

"Babe look! a princess castle... Wait no- look at that one- barbie's dreamhouse!" Y/n pointed out as Sunghoon ruffled her hair. "Honestly I think it's perfect, 3 stories, big enough for the twins to spend time in, something we can work on together~" Sunghoon sang, as he smiled at the girl. "Aw Sunghoon you're so fucking cute when you're happy, why can't you be happy all the timeeee?" y/n pouted as Sunghoon rolled his eyes.

And in perfect timing, a certain someone appeared before her and Sunghoon. "Ah Sunghoon~ and if it isn't the pretty y/n~" Yeonjun complimented. Y/n nervously laughed knowing how possessive Sunghoon gets when a man compliments his y/n, his hands balling into fists, "mama~" Avaani whined, wanting to get carried, the girl smiles, picking up the baby. "Ah so you finally gave birth, wow I haven't seen you in so long then Hooners... If you're done shopping may I treat you to lunch?" Yeonjun asked with a sweet, fake smile as y/n turned to Sunghoon.

"Babe? Will you be ok with that? maybe seeing your kind brother the kids will be kind too!" y/n pointed out, still clueless about the little conflict between the 2 brothers "I see your wife says yes~" he smirked as Sunghoon held back his anger "Babe, we'll grab a quick meal and leave straight after." Sunghoon simply said not liking the idea of Yeonjun  one bit.

God all the things he was holding back from doing, feeling the girls’ eyes on him. Sunghoon watched as Yeonjun flirted lowkey, and how he checked her out so shamelessly, purposely pissing Sunghoon off by getting a little touchy with y/n. Yeonjun  was really asking for it. Watching y/n cluelessly smile and converse with his brother was pretty tough to put up with, but hearing Yeonjun mildly slip in some filthy compliments in a sugar coated manner pissed the male off more.

Sunghoon ordered himself a hot drink as he busied himself with baby Anaya who was still awake. The baby softly gripped onto Sunghoon’s finger, her curious eyes meeting Sunghoon’s. The man’s heart fluttered at how adorable his baby girl was, smiling as he let her shake his hand around. He was still keeping an eye on Yeonjun though, not trusting him one bit. “Hmm maybe you should come by my bar some day” Yeonjun randomly said as Sunghoon immediately turned to him, glaring at the smirking demon before him. Before Sunghoon could even say a word, y/n spoke up with a smile.

“I’m afraid I have to turn down your offer… me and Hoon will be busy with the babies, and any free time we get, we like to spend alone… sorry” She kindly apologize, as Sunghoon turned back to the babies, smiling. Not only did she turn down the offer, but she called him Hoon, god that girl is so cute. However, Sunghoon was still wary, what if she simply turned it down because she wanted to avoid being locked in the basement?....

"Awww look at Avaani, she's sleeping while hugging Anaya's arm" y/n cooed as baby Anaya whined softly, trying to pull out of her sister's grip. Sunghoon softly, pulled the baby away, treating them as if they were delicate little angels, as if even the tiniest mistake would snap them. "Bit of a selfish sister eh? sort of like Sunghoon" Yeonjun joked as he stared at baby Anaya.

Some joke that was. It's clear, Yeonjun hated those babies as they were a result of Sunghoon and y/n, and Sunghoon was no stranger to this greedy bitch side of Yeonjun. The nerve to even make a comment on one of his angels. Sunghoon opens his extremely hot drink and accidentally spills it on Yeonjun, with a smirk. "oops... accident my bad." He simply said as the two demons glared at each other, their red eyes glowing like a fire opal gem put in the sunlight.

"Babe- I think we should head home, babies are sleepy..." Y/n said as Sunghoon turned to her, the red in his eyes long gone. "Kay lets head home sweetheart, we can build the castle while they sleep" he said with a smile as he got up, making sure the babies were safe inside the pushchair before leaving the building, his hands on the pushchair as he forced y/n to walk in the tiny space between him and his pushchair, not liking his angels being away from him for even just a split second...

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

[jackmanbj]

college stress

summary: jack is trying everything to make sure his girlfriend is stress free and is going to do everything to make it happen.

you had just woken up and you were in the middle of brushing your teeth when you heard jack making his way to the bathroom.

“hi mamas..” you spit the toothpaste out and gave him a kiss “hi baby” “you have school today?” “yes jack, you know this” “cant you miss one day?” “as much as i want to, no baby” “whyy??” “because its going to push me back in my studies!” “baby please.. ill do the work for you” “jack, you cheated off my papers everyday in highschool, and you didnt go to college” “ok?” “you dont know this stuff baby” “hey! im smart!” “not smart enough to brush your teeth before getting in my face.”

you handed jack his toothbrush laughing while he jacked it out your hand.

“and your not smart enough to not kiss me before i brush me teeth!” “oh shut up!”

once you both were done brushing your teeth and washing your faces, you headed into the kitchen to make a quick breakfast for you and jack.

“what do you want to eat jack?” “you” “jackman, i will let you starve” jack started mocking you “oohh jackmann i will let you starve!!” jack said in a extremely high pitched voice. “bitch. im not cooking.”

“wait i was kidding!” “nope! what time is it?” “7:15” “OH SHIT IN LATE!”

you ran to your bedroom and started getting dressed for class, since you were late you just put on some sweatpants and a hoodie and took your hair out the bonnet.

“BABY!” “what jack! i have to go!” “kiss first” you gave jack a peck and tried to rush out the door but he grabbed your hand pulling you back.

“a real kiss our your not leaving” you gave jack a deep kiss and said you loved him and rushed out the door.

around an hour later jack and urban was on the phone and jack was venting to urban.

“yea man, it feels like she doesn’t have time for me anymore, i mean, i get she has her studies and all that but damn” “just call her teachers and beg them to let her pass her classes for tomorrow and explain to then how shes been extra stressed, ect and you want to plan something nice for her and she’ll be back in like 2 or 3 days.”

so jack did just that.

he called every single one of your teachers and they all agreed to give you a free day for mental health.

jack knew you would be home later so he called the restaurant you had your first high school date at and had the whole place reinvented, all tables removed except one, rose petals all over, pink and red lights, and more for after the dinner.

after you got out of your classes for the day you made it back to you and jacks apartments and made your way into the bedroom, you dropped off all your studying sheets and pens onto your desk and made your way to the bathroom.

jack was in the shower getting ready to go out with urban.

“hey baby girl, how was school?” “hi, shitty.” you started getting undressed tossing your clothes into the hamper.

“jack if i tell you one more time, keep your damn clothes in the laundry ben when you take them off!” you said picking his clothes off the floor “im sorry mama” jack opened the shower door expressing for you to get in.

once you got in you turned the water up hotter “AHT! thats to hott!” jack said whining and covering his whole body making his way to the back of the shower.

“your fucking dramatic babe” you turned down the water and jack used his hand as a tester to see if it was good enough.

once you two got out the shower you went to your dresser and put on a undershirt and a pair of jacks boxers while jack got dressed to go out with urban so they could set up your dinner surprise.

“jack where are yall going?” “out to eat while we talk about somethings for the team” “ok baby” you pulled jacks face down by his chin so you could give him a kiss while he fixed his shirt.

“see you later ma” “see you baby.” once jack left you laid down and took a nap.

its was now 8:30pm and jack just texted you.

stinka💕- get dressed in something nice, im picking you up at 9:30

once you seen the message you immediately got up and ran to your closest finding a black dress and some black skinny heals.

you set outfit down and started doing you hair, you had straightened your hair the other day so you put think curls at the end, once you were done with your hair you started putting on your dress, you didn’t want to put on your heels when jack got there.

you started your makeup and was just putting on your setting spray when jack texting you letting you know he was outside.

you quickly put on your heals and grabbed your tote bag, jack was in the car waiting for you looking at you as you speeded to the car.

you got into the car and meet jack holding a bouquet on flowers.

“hi baby” “hi stink” jack leaned over and kissed you handing you the flowers “thank you baby” “of course.”

jack pulled out the driveway and started driving towards the restaurant.

“jack where are we going?” “you’ll see” jack pulled up at the restaurant and you immediately realized where you where.

“JACK YOU REMEMBERED!!” “of course i did mamas.”

jack got out the car rushing over to your side to help you out the car.

jack opened the door for you and helped you out his truck.

you both made your ways inside and you sat in the middle of the restaurant, where jack had it set up.

as you looked around you started to cry “oh no no no mamas dont cry!” jack started wiping your tears softly with his thumb.

“im sorry j, its really pretty” “its all for you mamas, no one else”

eventually you both ordered and started making your way back to the car.

“we got one more place to be at” “jack.. i have class tomorrow..i cant stay out this long” “no you dont, i called in sick for you, easy A in all your classes” “JACKMAN THOMAS HARLOW!!” “what?? what i do??” “why in the world would you do that?!” “because baby, you look so stressed, you have little time for me and absolutely no time for yourself. that she needs to stop, understand?” “mhm”

once you started driving to a route you had never been on you started asking questions about where you were going but every time you got the same answer “you’ll see”

jack arrived at a lake and you both made you way to the too right by the railings.

you and jack were talking for a little until he randomly got up and went in front of you.

and got down on one knee.

“jack..” “y/n y/m/n, i have loved you since we were 14, i want the best for you, your the sweetest person i have ever met. you put yourself before anyone else, you make it your priority to make sure everyone is safe even if you dont get the same treatment, i want to be the one who makes sure your safe when no one else does, i want to make sure im always going to be the person thats there for you, whose going to make sure your ok, whose going to stand up for you, please baby.. let me be that person? y/n y/m/n.. will you marry me?” “YES YES JACK OH MY GOD!!” jack jumped up picking you up spinning you around before placing you back down and sliding the ring onto your finger.

“i love you stink” “forever and always?” “forever and always” you pulled jack down and gave him a kiss on his nose while you both made your way back home.

you ended your night in one scary movie then cartoons so you and jack hopefully wouldn’t have nightmares.

[real-odark]

sorry my ancient relic pepsi bottle was cursed ANYWAYS what do u think of chasing amy

insightful thank u. unc 💜

i think it definitely couldve been worse but DEFINITELY couldve been better

like its at a mid point for me that there were some pretty good things (joey lauren adams' performance [actually just alyssa herself i love her], hooper x, matt damon cameo, gay kiss!) but there were a lot of. bad things that made me cringe throughout the whole movie (holdens views on lgbtq at the start and him falling out of understanding and redemption era 😭, holden mcneil just as a whole, holden mcneil goatee, holden mcneil, the ending......bro used her likeness and name without ??? consent??? like she straight did NOT know about this and also its probably crazy looking to average readers lawl...also banky and holden falling out im gonna tear at the walls? those are two pathetic assholes meant for each other)

not my favorite of askewniverse so far but not my least favorite either lawl

overall just so many things i think couldve been done . DIFFERENTLY? to make it better but honestly i just really like kevin smith 90s humor-heavy so seeing this one get all serious (and by "serious" i mean them handling actual conflicts and big topics of conversation like identity.....and also "serious" being holden whining like a little bitch boy.....i still want him though) was like a Change Alright and just made me kind of mad to see some of it portrayed the way it was

(and/or RECIEVED by characters like you know who im going to say already. holden mcneil)

wish they knew the word bisexual and wish they knew maturing and growing up exists ok #savealyssajones2024 thank you anon

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

Hi, I don't mean to be cheeky but you're not exactly writing dark fic as in yandere level. I have gone through all your stories and it seems au or Aemond acting OOC and everything is clearly labelled for triggers etc. You're a good writer with a wide level of interesting concepts and ideas. Aemond is so called dark but I think your interpretation is interesting and well done. What I'm trying to say is your content is pretty tame without seeming like a bitch about it - if people are complaining about it being too dark then I think they're just trolling or whining about nothing. If you're worried about crossing the line you don't have to - dubcon etc is really common and if it's labelled correctly then it's fine. It's not the type of thing I seek out but you're just writing it as a fic it's not like you're writing pedo fic for your own sexual gratification. As long as you don't write pedo rape fic or stuff sexually abusing animals or rape stories because you feel like raping etc in real life then you're ok. I'm saying this because I am a RPer and there is a male RPer I have had hassle with, (he harassed young females in the community for a long time and has returned under a new URL) and he focuses on threads involving rape, incest, forced breeding, sexual abuse of minors all within a Hotd setting. These are his preferences and what he is personally attracted to. He is acting out his fantasies of he hasn't done it in real life yet. There is warnings about him and he stalks his victims in RL if he finds out their details. His argument is he is into dark content which is bs. It's just his own sexual gratification because that's what he gets off to. That's real dark content. He doesn't care about triggering his fellow RPers either. I'm sorry for rambling but if you tag and label, and keep within boundaries of dark content without it being like him as a comparison then you're ok. RP rules are different to writing fic as it's stricter, things like pro shipping etc don't fly in certain circles and GIFs are not allowed for taboo subjects nor do we gif minors. But you seem worried about crossing lines so it might be useful to set boundaries for your own writing?

hey anon!

thank you for your story. I am sorry you went through that with that one person:(. RP (Roleplay, right?) is supposed to be a fun, nice way to make new friends with your shared interests and he ruined it. I will mind my step for sure, just in case my work somehow attracts him (i dont think so, as i have the habit to age all characters up, so Aemond is often in his early twenties and ocs are often too) ((for my own comfort) I should def set some boundries with writing, i feel like maybe a weekly day to update could be great for starters. I also want to write maybe less dark but at the same time i dont xD. but thanks for your story and giving me resurrence that i dont cross any lines. Im always really worried about that. I wish it wasnt so bad (me caring what others think) but here we are.

thank you, anon.

I hope you found better friends to rp with (if we can even call that person a friend....nope xD) and that you have a good day. your texts made me feel better:)

[chl-owo-e]

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

《Chl-owo-e’s Promt list!》

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•This is a list of things you can send in asks about!

•I will write about Smut, Fluff, Angst, and basically anything you want me too!

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•Things I will not write about! ♡

•Anything that has to do with feet, just like my sister she passed down her disgust of feet down to me 😭💀

Ex; Sucking, perving, or anything of the sorts.

•Nothing that has to do with bodily discretions.

Ex; Pee, shit, blood (ill still probably write this one but i dont want anything being consumed yk) squirting is on the OK list for me.

•Cloth being inside the mouth! Its a sensory issue for me, I dont know it just freaks me out and makes me wanna throw up. (But it doesn’t mean that i wont make Fics where there is a ball gag or anything. It just cant be cloth)

•plus sized readers or Oc’s and POC, I am the complete opposite of being plus sized and i dont wanna write something down and offend anyone so nope 😭 Oc’s are kind frustrating and I find them weird so im not writing them either. As a White passing Hispanic i dont think ill be able to write someone whose of another race well, so im sorry 😭 (but also ill do more research on how i can write things that has to do with Poc or plus size readers, I just dont wanna offend anyone if i do write something)

(I hope you understand)

{This is all I can think about right now, but I still will add to this if I dislike anything else}

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[Characters!]

•Spencer Reid {Criminal Minds} X

•Daryl Dixon {The Walking Dead} X

•Joel Miller {The last of us} X

(Currently these are the characters im obsessed with and the X’s are gunna distinguish what ive done already with each character and if the fic is done it will be linked with the X as well)

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【Promts】

1.) your hands are cold, let me warm them up.

2.) youre really pretty, but you’ll look prettier under me

3.) I love you more than I love myself

4.) Only death can separate us darling

5.) I will protect you until my last breath (X)

6.) Why do you love me? (Its a good song listen to it)

7.) Im so lucky to have a person like you

8.) youre so pretty all spread out like this

9.) you’re whining like a little bitch

10.) Ill love you more than anything in the world

11.) youve been up for 2 days now, sleep.

12.) how long…?

13.) you lied to me…

14.)Trust me, I know its hard but please trust me

15.) when will you look at me the same way you look at her?

16.) your eyes are so pretty i can stare at them all day (X)

17.) Stop protecting me, im not someone who needs it (X)

18.) I will paint my love in the sky and engrave it in every surface i can

19.) Is it fun to be in control?

20.) untie me or i swear to god you’re in trouble

21.) I will find her till I breathe my very last breath.

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{I totally was’t writing this while i was waiting for my sims game to update 🧍}

[mellow-worlds]

The fact that T didn't mention me in his "diary" entry. The fact that he cancelled plans when nobody but me would show up. The fact that I thought he could be the one who liked me most. The fact that F never wants to do anything with us. The fact that D isn't here. The fact that G only ever talks to me because there's noone else. The fact that I lied to everybody. The fact that I lied to Snoopy. The fact that I'm so sad all the time. The fact that I'm not sad enough. I'm not sad enough. Maybe I should sh again.

The fact that none of my friends like me. I'm not close to any of them. I always keep it superficial. Idk what to do. I'm a little cold. At least I'v elost a little bit of weight. I started doing intermittent fasting. I'm scared of stagnating now. The fact that my friends won't like me more if I lose weight. Strangers might. But my friends will notice... That's worth the world. If I die, it's because my friends would notice. Is that too much? The fact that my frineds won't like me more after discovering that I'm in pain. The fact that my friends... I love my friends...... what to do? I'm kind of sad. Idk how to deal with the fact that no one likes me. I'm not dealing with it at all. I feel numb. I kind of accept it? Wish it were different... don't know how to change it. dont think I could.

The fact that I can't decide between being serious and respectable or being all sweet and like a child or literally just a girl. Idk what to do and how to behave. I suck. GOSH. GOSSSHHHH. The fact that I#m not sad enough. The fact that I'm not sad enough. This has probably been the worst week I've had in a long, long time and I'm not sad enough. Maybe I'll be sadder if I sh. That's no reason to do it. I feel like I've completely grown out of sh. I've hated these scars so much that I guess I really don't want any new ones. But...... I keep thinking that nobody ever sees my thighs anyway. Gosh I just want to be happy in front of my friends. I always feel numb deep down but at least I can fake it, then. I don't really fake it, thougj. I really don't fake it.

I hate fasting. I hate fasting in the evenigns. I won't stop. Maybe I'll shift my cycle. I wish I was dead. I want to lose more weight. Gosh I hate fasting. I really hate fasting. I HATE IT. I hate it in the evenings. The fact that I'll probably gain it all back... it's fine. this is not an ed. I'm eating a lot actually. I'm not even too hungry. this is not anorexia, i just fast. fasting is not anorexia. i#m not close to that at all. i want to die. i want to die. it'd be so nice. I just want to not wake up. I want to eat. priorities. gosh. im so sad. not sad enough ahhahahahahha see i can laugh. gosh. what am I doung. I wanted to watch a movie an hour ago. i shoudl do taht instead of whining. when the song's finished. alr. alr. im in pain. my throat.......

the fact that t didn't care to mention me. The fafct that I don't exist for other people. The fact that F has been messaging me a lot on ig. Doesn't mean anything but I get cocky enough to think that he likes me in at least some way. I want to die. F doesn't care for me. I dodn't deserve him anyway. song ended. nvm. not watching the movie yet. i want to die. NFWAJKNDFWJAKN THE FACT THAT I HAVE TO DO UNI WORK TOMORROW MAKES ME WANT TO DIE it#s not even a lot but it makes me so anxious. It makes me so anxious.... how will I pass even any exam..... ill get expelled from my course.......... im the stupidest bitch out there. i'm so fohcking stupid. i want to die. can't even fill out a simple paper.... ill do it tomorrow and I#ll be fine. ill be fine. ill be fine. i want to watch a movie but it's so late. makes me not want to watch it but watch 3 hours of yt in my bed instead. ISTG if i wake up after 3 hours of sleep again today I#ll kill someone. hopefully me. ok I'll go brush my teeth. maybe. when the song is done. I'll definitely go brush my teeth though. I've been watvhing so many Sims lps lately. by call me kevin. far too many. gosh I want to die. my throat hurts. I love the smiths. i really do. gosh. i should be locked up but i'm not sad enough for that. what should I do? ok song is over. now...

[batemanofficial]

ok im stoned now so lets talk. i really do think one of the biggest obstacles to queer unity (on this site especially) is the incessant need to circle everything back to fandom. the practice of boiling every argument down to whether or not some idiot with a picrew pfp is reinforcing haysian homophobia politic by not "letting" you ship wincest or whatever is fucking stupid and you all know it. (side note: don't shoot the messenger but showrunners don't give a fuck about shipping. they don't. you are not going to bully writers into making your otp canon by whining on tumblr dot com. you belong to a fringe community with niche drama that nobody outside of aforementioned fringe community gives a single fuck about. get over it.)

the seemingly ever-present urge to circle every argument about the very real issue of the conventionalization and hypercompartmentalization of queer identity around to the topic of "puriteens" not letting you write "problematic" fanfiction is fucking ghoulish. loath as i am to align myself with people who think jane eyre is irredeemable media, 90% of the time they aren't talking about you and your mediocre *spicy* repackaged bodice ripper erotica. there is very much an issue on this site of people the-curtains-were-just-blue-ing their way into claiming the very existence of sex scenes in media is tantamount to assault by forcing the audience to watch them, but 99% of people making those arguments are either children or so terminally online that their opinion and worldview at large is entirely divorced from the world outside of their blog.

if somebody is expressing real frustration with the incessant cultural norm on this site of whittling down identities into ever-smaller boxes in the name of maintaining terminal inoffensiveness and your first instinct is to bitch and moan about "antis" harshing your vibe i need you to get your head out of your ass, read a real book, and act like a real fucking person. there are actual, real world issues surrounding the suppression of free speech (especially vis-à-queer identity) and pinkwashing and tokenization and intra-community racism and transmisogyny and a whole host of other things that pose credible threat to the sanctity of queer existence but it seems like every argument about any one of those things gets turned into a neoliberal "you know what. no. fuck this. fuck you you rusty walnut" bitchfest and im sick of it!!!!!!! there's people that are dying and all this site seems to be able to do is complain about purity culture but not even in the way that deserves to be complained about!! and i know a lot of you are saying "asinine fandom discourse on the asinine fandom discourse website? fork spotted in kitchen" and yeah i get it but a lot of you need a fucking wake up call. im not saying fanfiction has no inherent artistic value or that issues about fanfiction aren't often deeply intertwined with queer issues but a lot of you live in a world that's so warped by your own excessive consumption of media that you can't even fathom the idea that you belong to a niche subculture that has no bearing on real world politics. and by perpetuating these arguments you're just driving even deeper rifts between groups of queer people so nothing gets fucking done!!! a mutual of mine posted something asking for people to have some tact and not use the destiel confession meme to post news about gaza and that's exactly the kind of thing im talking about. this website carcinizes every argument about real world politics into something about fandom and every cogent argument ends up being warped into the same six fucking talking points about how you - as a white abled american - are oppressed for donating to the race play apologia website. im sick of it. enough. grow up.

one of these days i'll write some kind of long form thing about the "purity culture" phenomenon on this site but only when im high enough to withstand the death threats that'll inevitably come flying through my inbox

[stealthily]

derby practice ended early bc we got rained on so i went to gym to do cardio and i promptly remembered how much i fucking hate cardio

[heartsyhawk]

Today has been...a lot.

There’s a ton going on in the world affecting everyone, including Covid 19 and the fully justified protests and riots since George Floyd’s murder (and a lot preceding and following him) obviously, so it feels a little selfish and pointless to be so bogged down over my own personal things, but I still really wish 2020 would let me catch a break.