#please support an author

[jeonseoguu]

excerpt:

“And you feel like you’ll die if he touches you one more time. And he asks you what’s wrong, and you tell him the truth, and he smiles at you. He looks just like the sun. He looks more like the sun than the sun does.”

*this is fanart !!!*

fic title: nothing like the sun

by: @succubused

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22273198

[lea-knows-the-devil]

Source, Eng translation by me

[wolfiery]

MERTHURWEEK2023 DAY 2: Any poem + orange

You know that he will give them everything until there is nothing left of him but the imprint of dust where his feet once trod. (X)

[chocobolat]

i mentioned this in the tags of a reblog abt love bullet but i do have some hope (not much) that the series will go a loveless is just as important as love route. i just keep thinking of how the author mentioned not wanting to tag it as yuri originally because the focus isnt really on the genders in the relationships that the cupids deal with but tagged it as such after suggestion from their editor to reach that audience. not that it really bugs me to see people call it yuri because there are lesbian relationships and characters in it but its kinda not the point so far.

idk id really just love to see more stories that do aromantic characters. all of the cupids are canonically aromantic (as of now, unless the rebirth thing is real) at least.

[artgroves]

young Joyce and Jim Hopper for what a lucky man he was by @nnocres

for @strangerthingsreversebigbang

[mauvecherie-writes]

urgent support.

Hi guys, now I’m not ashamed to always ask for help but when it’s monetary, it always adds this layer of shame to it. However, I am an unemployed student still struggling to find work.

Until I get my student finance - I’m in overdraft and I have bills and expenses I need to cover for until then.

If you can please donate anything at all to my pot to achieve £150 it would be a massive help.

Thank you, thank you, thank you 🩷🩷🩷🩷

PAYPAL

KO-FI

[kyouka-supremacy]

We should talk more about Akutagawa seeing Dazai in Atsushi and being revolted by him, that's such a juicy concept to explore

[byuntrash101]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG AN NSFW AUTHOR'S WORK WITH ONE OF THE COMMUNITY ADULT CONTENT TAGS!!!

(Or suggest that community tags on a post)

HERE'S WHY

When you reblog with the community tag or suggest a community tag you're basically reporting the post to tumblr which then locks the adult content onto the post that has 2 major consequences.

1) the post is taken off the regular tags chosen by the author and

2) every single reblog will stop being visible on the user's page. The person that rebloged will see their own reblog but a person visiting the blog won't.

So basically what is does is that it wipes the post from the site.

It means countless hours of work go unnoticed and there's nothing more creatively draining that to feel your work and efforts were worthless.

We get the point of the tags but they are just so harmful for us. Instead please carefully read the tags most (if not all) authors mark their nsfw works, mention minors to not interact and also tag their fics very precisely to ensure everyone is kept safe while browsing the site.

Please please please don't censor us.

REBLOG THIS SO IT CAN REACH TO PEOPLE. SUPPORT YOUR FAVE AUTHORS <3333

[hrizantemy]

MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING

I never thought I would actually be making a post like this but what the absolute fuck. So I’ve been reading “A Court of 'It's giving beauty & the beast' and 'Except you can't tell which one is which’” by ALadyOfGoodTaste on tumblr and it’s absolutely disgusting. At first I enjoyed it because Juno was chaotic and funny but not anymore because of the latest chapters I read.

This is absolutely disgusting, no matter how much I dislike the inner circle this is just not okay and the author shows no remorse.

Please do not support this author and spread awareness.

[la-femme-au-collier-vert]

Sources on Louisiana Voodoo

door in New Orleans by Jean-Marcel St. Jacques

For better or worse, (almost always downright wrong,) Louisiana Voodoo and Hoodoo are likely to come up in any depiction of the state of Louisiana. I’ve created a list of works on contemporary and historical Voodoo/Hoodoo for anyone who’d like to learn more about what this tradition is and is not (hint: it developed separately from Haitian Vodou which now is the most visible form of Voodoo present in NOLA) or would like to depict it in a non-stereotypical way. I’ve listed them in chronological order, and bolder those works I consider the best, many of which are primary sources. Please keep a few things in mind. Almost all sources presented unfortunately have their biases. As ethnographies Hurston’s work no longer represent best practices in Anthropology, and has been suspected of embellishment and sensationalism on this topic. Additionally, her portrayal is of the religion as it was nearly 100 years ago- all traditions change over time. Likewise, Teish is extremely valuable for providing an inside view into the practice, but certain views, as on Ancient Egypt, may be offensive now. I have chosen to include the non-academic works by Alvarado and Filan for the research on historical Voodoo they did with regards to the Federal Writer’s Project that is not readily accessible, HOWEVER, this is NOT a guide to teach you to practice this closed tradition, and again some of the opinions are suspect- DO NOT use sage, which is part of Native practice and destroys local environments. I do not support every view expressed, but think even when wrong these sources present something to be learned about the way we treat culture.

*To compare Louisiana Voodoo with other traditions see the chapter on Haitian Vodou in Creole Religions of the Caribbean by Olmos and Paravinsi-Gebert. Additionally, many songs and chants were originally in Louisiana Creole (different from the Louisiana French dialect), which is now severely endangered. You can study the language in Ti Liv Kreyol by Guillery-Chatman et. Al.

Le Petit Albert by Albertus Parvus Lucius (1706) grimoire widely circulated in France in the 18th century, brought to the colony & significantly impacted Hoodoo

Mules and Men by Zora Neale Hurston (1935)

Spirit World-Photographs & Journal: Pattern in the Expressive Folk Culture of Afro-American New Orleans by Michael P. Smith (1984)

Jambalaya: The Natural Woman's Book of Personal Charms and Practical Rituals by Luisah Teish (1985)

Eve’s Bayou (1997), film

Spiritual Merchants: Religion, Magic, and Commerce by Carolyn Morrow Long (2001)

A New Orleans Voodoo Priestess: The Legend and Reality of Marie Laveau by Carolyn Morrow Long (2006)

“Yoruba Influences on Haitian Vodou and New Orleans Voodoo” by Ina J. Fandrich (2007)

The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook by Kenaz Filan (2011)

“Why We Can’t Talk To You About Voodoo” by Brenda Marie Osbey (2011)

Mojo Workin': The Old African American Hoodoo System by Katrina Hazzard-Donald (2013)

The Tomb of Marie Laveau In St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 by Carolyn Morrow Long (2016)

Lemonade, visual album by Beyonce (2016)

How to Make Lemonade, book by Beyonce (2016)

“Work the Root: Black Feminism, Hoodoo Love Rituals, and Practices of Freedom” by Lyndsey Stewart (2017)

The Lemonade Reader edited by Kinitra D. Brooks and Kameelah L. Martin (2019)

The Magic of Marie Laveau by Denise Alvarado (2020)

In Our Mother’s Gardens (2021), documentary on Netflix, around 1 hour mark traditional offering to the ancestors by Dr. Zauditu-Selassie

“Playing the Bamboula” rhythm for honoring ancestors associated with historical Voodoo

Voodoo and Power: The Politics of Religion in New Orleans 1880-1940 by Kodi A. Roberts (2023)

The Marie Laveau Grimoire by Denise Alvarado (2024)

Voodoo: An African American Religion by Jeffrey E. Anderson (2024)

[ninyard]

I reallllly hope tsc ends up as a trilogy. I know Nora doesn’t want that…but boy do I want that ahsjdjf

LITERALLY I’m like noooo girl don’t do it (pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease)

[thischachamaru]

where the shivering god rests by @chininiris

art by @lupinsuniverse

Summary:

"You are a hard man to please, Tanjirou. You will not let me bow, and you will not choose a reward for all you have done for me and this shrine. How am I supposed to show you my gratitude?"

or:

Tanjirou finds an abandoned shrine during a hiking trip and decides to repair it. Its god is pleased and really wishes Tanjirou would accept his offer for a special reward.

[mari-animates]

I need everyone to read Love Bullet NEOWWWW

[wordssricochet]

💬 — helloo !! . i do NOT know how to end the "Flipped fic", so have this as an apology instead <3 (still going to try to make it though)

⚠ — Fred Weasley is an A.H, vulgar words (don't swear guys, it's bad)

📝 — ☣︎ (angst. yes, again.)

#⃣ — 1315 words

🎵 — betty by Taylor Swift

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Betty | F.W |

by wordssricochet™

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Summer of 1994 | Fred Weasley's |

𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.

That was all Fred Weasley can think of when you found out he was cheating on you with Angelina Johnson.

He follows you as you run through the halls, with tears in your eyes. Fuck, he hates seeing you cry, let alone him being the reason why.

"Y/N! Please, can we talk? " He says as he grabs your right arm.

"Don't you touch me, Weasley! If it wasn't obvious before, we're done! " You say, tears streaming down your face.

He grabs you with him in the nearest corridor, he locked the doors behind him and grabs your shoulders with both his hands.

"It's not what you thought it was! I swear! " He says with a pleading look.

"Explain it then! Why were you on a full make-out session with Angelina?! " You yell, "I'm not stupid, Fred, I saw it with my own two eyes! "

"Look, I didn't know what I was doing back there, okay? But when I saw you, I realized what I had done and wanted to make it up to you, " He replies, "I know it looks wrong but-"

"It is wrong, Fred Weasley!" You cut his words off, "So you're basically telling me that you forget my entire existence — your own girlfriend's existence when you're with Angelina? What the fuck is wrong with you? "

"Don't even try to pretend, Fred. You were aware that it was a taboo, yet, you still continued to do it." You lowered your voice.

"Love, it was just a summer thing, okay? I'm only 17, I don't know anything! " He responds, "Plus, she probably put an Amortentia in my drink! I didn't do anything wrong! "

".. Look here, Fred, It's only 2 weeks before my birthday, before I turn 18. So please, don't even think about going. That's the least you can do to earn my respect as of right now. " You ranted, not feeling any more energy to argue.

"Sweetheart, please, don't do this to us.. , " He gives a pleading look.

"YOU did this to us, Fred, every action has consequences. "

"Y/N, love, I can change.. for you, please? " His eyes filled with tears.

You didn't answer and just opened the door and walked out quietly. You can deal with these emotions later.

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"What the fuck have I done, George? " He rants while walking back-and-forth around their shared dorm room.

"I don't know, Freddie, I can't really help you with this one. It's your fault. " George sighs and rolls his eyes at his panicking twin.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦, Fred thought to himself.

"Please, George! She asked me to not come to her party, but I'm supposed to be her special guest! I even planned her party with her. " Fred sighs, clearly regretting his actions already.

"But Fred, what actually happened? Why the bloody hell did Y/N caught you snogging Angelina Johnson? " George raises his left eyebrow at his brother, "Tell me everything. "

"Well you see.. " Fred narrates his side of the story to George.

𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘨𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘥𝘶𝘬𝘦𝘴.

𝘈𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵.

𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘍𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳.

"Ohh.. That's still a pretty stupid reason to cheat, mate. " George sighs in disappointment.

"I'm aware, Georgie. Now please, would you help me? " Fred demanded.

"Well, I don't really have a choice, do I? We're brothers, " His whole demeanor changed quickly "So here's the plan.. "

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Regret: 1 Week Left | Fred Weasley's |

Fred had been thinking of you since the incident. Both, him and George, had done no pranks at all. Which is strange, because since the start of the first year, summer was always full of pranks from the twins. It really worried the students, even professors.

Fred misses you, so much. He hopes that his plan with George would work, maybe you guys can be back together again, like nothing happened.

But Fred is well aware that it won't ever happen. But the best thing that he can think of right now is you forgiving him. He doesn't even care anymore if you guys would get back together, he just wants you to see that he can be better, again.

The plan with George is that he'll pretend as George to go to your birthday party. He thanked you and Merlin that no one found out about his affair. Just you, Angelina, and the Gods above.

Fred dreamt of you all summer long, it was like summer was slipping away with you, away from him.

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Birthday: Execution | Fred Weasley's |

It was your birthday already. 2 weeks passed since the affair, 1 week left till the end of summer.

"Goodluck, mate.. Do better choices next time, please. " George patted his back and handed him the Polyjuice potion.

Fred drank it, and after what seemed like 5 minutes, he turned into his twin.

He gave George a hug and a thank you before running toward your house common room.

You were quite popular around your housemates, you were always known as 'Fred's girl', now you just chuckle at the nickname.

Fred walked inside the common room, he looked around, hoping to spot you. He did, but you were with someone else; Harry Potter.

What the hell is Harry doing with you? And how the hell is he making you laugh? He was the only one that was supposed to do that!

Although, a lot of overthinking thoughts flooded Fred's mind, he paid no attention to it — well, at least he tried to.

"Birthday girl.. Can we talk for a moment? " He tried his best to mimic George's voice. Although their voices were almost alike, George's was just a lot more breathy and soft.

It must've been working, because you agreed to talk to him.

He led you toward the hallway, where there were not many people.

".. I know it's you, Fred. Cut it out. " You sigh in disappointment.

".. How did you- Whatever. I'm just here to explain a few things. " He stares at you, seemingly asking for permission.

".. Go on. " You reply with a cold tone.

" First of all, happy birthday. Now, sweetheart, I know that what I did was wrong. And I admit it, I was stupid. But not anymore. I miss you, Y/N. I'm only 17 and I don't know anything but I know I miss you. Sure, I kissed her and we made out. But, love, believe me that after that I had never looked at another woman ever again. I think that the worst thing that I ever did was what I did to you. I dreamt of you all summer long, so please, even if our relationship or the love that we shared will never be back again, I hope that you forgive me, because the most thing that I ever wanted to do as of right now is make things up to you. I'm really sorry, I really am. I hope that you can forgive me. You know I miss you, Y/N, come back to me please? " He was already fighting back tears at the first sentence. Ending it made him go on a full, blown out breakdown.

"Please, I love you, sweetheart, forgive me, plea- "

"Go fuck yourself, Fred Weasley. "

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💬 — This is kind of a short fic, sorry. Anyway, this is literally the only thing I can do right now, I was listening to betty and I thought "Hey, this would be a great fic inspiration. " So that's what I did haha. Also, I don't know if I can make a part two of the "Flipped" fic with D. M, I don't know how to end it😢.

Sincerely, March.

[busy-bee23]

The demons of Saint Cathedral

You wake up to feeling a cold, wet sucking feeling on your toes. You gasp quietly, pulling back your foot and looking to see who the culprit is. “Frollo!” You gasp, seeing your beloved husband gently suckling on your toes. “Toes are not for sucking on!” You scold him.

Frollo’s face crumples. “But I want the BIDDY!” He shrieks.

You look at him sternly. Where are his manners?! “You want the biddy what?” You coax.

“Want biddy please.” Frollo says, pouting innocently.

“Okay. You can have biddy.” You say, taking off your shirt exposing your pillowy breasts. He stares at your nipples with wide eyes and suddenly howls in excitement.

“AWooooooO!OOOO” He howls, leaping forwards and greedily beginning to suckle on your teat like he has been starved for years. You gasp as his teeth dig in, he can’t get enough of the biddy! “MORE MOMMY, MORE.” He growls, ferociously draining your breast of its sweet nectar. Before switching sides he throws his head back and howls again. “AWOOOOoowoooooOOWWO!!!” And then he sucks your other boob dry.

When he realises he has drank all of the delicious substance his eyes darken. “Me want more biddy.” “T-There’s no more Frollo.” You say fearfully as he starts to convulse and foam at the mouth.

“BIDDY.” “No there’s no-” Before you can finish your sentence Frollo pounces, biting down hard on your nipple. Then… he bites your nipple OFF!! You scream in fear and shove him off the bed, your nipple spurting blood everywhere. Frollo chews on it violently like a piece of pepperoni. “That is very naughty Frollo! GO IN TIME OUT!!!” You yell at him. 

He starts whimpering, knowing he has been a bad Frollo. He starts to go into timeout when you get an idea…

“Actually, I have a better punishment in mind…” You smirk deviously, pulling a box out from behind you. Frollo starts cowering and whimpering like a puppy who has been caught pissing on the floor. (Which he has done before.) You open the box… There’s…. A HOLE…. You then command and shout and scream and yell and whip “Get your dick in that hole NOW!”

You then spank his soft and supple asscheeks, staining them red. Frollo obediently puts his dick inside the box, feeling excruciating pain. “WHAT IS IN THIS GOD FORSAKEN BOX?” He asks.

A dark cloud forms over your face…. “Thorns and crabs…”

“You wouldn’t..” Frollo says. You open the box revealing….

The crabs nibbling at his dick, which is red and bleeding, looking like a pepperami from how much flesh the crabs have consumed. They are performing a blood ritual with his penis blood and the thorns, and they are chanting the lyrics to “Butter” by BTS. Then Frollo realises they are calling to Cthulu….

And then Frollo starts panicking and breathing heavily. “What have you done to me? I thought you loved me?!” He cries.

You then shed your skinsuit and reveal your true form…

Satan.

You attach a collar to his neck and his feet. “You’re my crab now…”

“NOOOO WHY!!!” Frollo screams, but his screams get cut off as he begins to transform into a crab. He then scuttles away into the box. “You were always my favourite, dear Frollo,” You say, and then you look down at your bloodied nipple hole. “But that nipple was my most favourite.” You take a dump into the box and shove it away.

But then Frollo grabs the poo with his claw, beginning to write ‘i love you’ with the rancid turd. You notice and start to cry and cut yourself. You squeeze the blood onto the crabs which transforms Frollo into a human again.. But he is a half crab mutation. He still has his claws.

“I have an idea of where you can put those claws..” You say seductively, spreading your legs.

Frollo winks and polishes his claw with his nearby cumsock. He salivates on it to make sure it is nice and wet, then he shoves it up your pussyhole. He opens and closes his massive girthy claw.

“Pwahhhh, FISHY!” You say through a moan.

“Yum yum yum in my tum!” Frollo says as he takes out his claw and sucks off all your liquids. Then.. Frollo grimaces at a sudden irony taste. “Babe.. I think you are on your period.. You look down and see that he is RIGHT. “Oh dear.” You say. “I have no pads left Frollo, you will have to keep me clean throughout my week of bleeding.”

“This will be the week of your life..” Frollo says, before swirling his tongue in your hole to get ALL of the blood and juicy yummy clots.

[mauvecherie-writes]

IMPORTANT MESSAGE.

Hi guys,

This probably isn’t the upload you guys are expecting but it’s one that I need to give.

I’m taking a break from writing. Not because I don’t love writing anymore but because I really need to focus on my education and mental health at the moment. I’ve gotten to the point where I’ve been writing more than I have doing my coursework which isn’t very good. To add, not having an income has been stressing me out so that’s not been helpful at all. So I’m just giving myself some time to catch up on everything I’m missing.

I’m sorry about this and I hate letting you guys down considering how much I had planned coming out but I need this.

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I’ll be back soon. Love y’all 🩷