#plus people can actually reblog if they wish

[starxdusk]

I just like drawing Uta in tons of different outfits? Be it other (favorite) characters outfits or previous arcs inspired outfits! She deserves all of this!

As for Uta wearing Enel's outfit... a more accurate (less sfw version) under read more. (You've been warned!)

[mig-murgthenurg]

So some Helldivers 2 players have the media literacy of a fetus and are begging Arrowhead "not to add politics into the game." In this case, obviously a dogwhistle for POC and Queer stuff (Ignoring that all 3 crew members of your Super Destroyer are black.)

My response? Pride Capes.

I want Arrowhead to add Pride Capes come June and I want all of the LGBTQ Pride Flags.

I wanna see Trans Capes billow beautifully in the shockwave of an ICM.

I wanna see Non-Binary Capes decorated with the blood of an Automaton Hulk.

I wanna see Gay Capes sway majestically in the Super Destroyer which has wind to blow your capes weirdly enough.

Pride Capes!!

It'll scare away the Neanderthals and we can be left to defend Democracy in peace. Plus, they'd actually look sick as fuck.

EDIT: And just like poetry, one of ya'll was in the comments (deleted now) trying to pull the "They're the same" card, saying that if we add Trans Flags then we have to add N*zi flags for equality and that I'm calling people homophobes for not wanting any Pride flags in the game. I wish I could say I was joking.

EDIT 2: And now there's an enranged Bloodletter in the reblogs absolutely laying into me with genuinely insane logic that I'm some secret fascist and that I'm ruining their life because of this post. Why. This is just a silly little advocation for Gay Capes, man. What did I ever do to deserve this. (BTW, do block them, they're bloody insane and spiteful.)

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Death Wish 8

Warnings: non/dubcon, mentions of crime, violence/abuse and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: mob!Bucky Barnes

Part of the mob drabbles au

Summary: you’re desperate for a way out of your life and you ask a powerful man for help (plus!reader)

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Photo Inspo

Kitty huffs, a rare moment of agitation, and blows it out sharply. She thrusts her hands forward and hurls the string of pearls onto the couch. She curls her fingers in frustration and stares at them, like a puzzle. 

“My goddamn hands won’t stop shaking,” she utters. 

You cross the room to her, wordlessly, and take the necklace. You move behind her to clasp it in place over her collar. She wears a straight cut black dress with no ornament. The pearls are a delicate touch to the otherwise plain outfit. 

“What do you think he wants?” Adrienne finally asks the question none of you dared. 

You look at her helplessly. They can never know you did this. They can’t ever know that the reason they are so scared in that moment is your fault. They might have longed to pull the trigger themselves but actually doing it is different. It’s... irredeemable. 

“He said we’re under his protection,” you say flatly. 

“Oh, come on, you’re the most skeptical of all of us,” Kitty accuses, “you believe that. Daddy was just another soldier.��� 

“Maybe but what else are we going to do but obey?” You counter. 

Kitty winces and Adrienne’s eyes bat. Your older sister shakes her head, “you’re not the one to give up.” 

“I am.” You insist. “If it keeps you two safe then I will do whatever needs to be done.” 

They’re silent for a moment as they look from you to each other. They nod. “Us too,” Kitty says. “We have to take care of each other.” 

“Like always,” Adrienne agrees. 

Silence floods the room again. There’s a car waiting outside a few minutes later. You march out in another sombre parade. It’s a different kind of funeral that day. You’re not mourning the past, you’re mourning the future and what could have been and will never be. 

You sit together in the back seat. You hold hands. You never went to many of these ‘business’ gatherings. Outside of a wedding, you weren’t invited. Your father was only invited by the few people who knew him in the outfit. He was only ever the big dog when he barked at his three daughters. 

The car stops, you get out. You squeeze your sisters’ hands before you detach. The man who drove leads you to the immaculate white facade of the grand hall. You’re somewhat confused by the venue but this is not a day for questions. You had your curiosity beat out of you long ago. 

Inside, you’re led to a set of open doors. You enter and another man stands to beckon you further inside. There are bodies all around, all in dark suits, muttering under their breath, coughing, tapping fingers. 

Your eyes skim around cautiously. Barnes sits at the head table. He’s calm and unbothered by the new arrival. He’s indifferent to his men as the one next to him whispers in his ear. Rogers stands behind the boss’ chair as he speaks to him, gripping the elaborate orb that tops the post of the straight-backed seat. 

Barnes’ gaze meets yours only as you and your sisters are put at a table of your own. It feels like some hearing. A court case. Are they hearing the crimes of your father? But he said... 

No questions. There’s nothing the answers can change for you. Adrienne fidgets, wringing her hands restlessly, and Kitty sit so straight it looks like it hurts. None of you look past the table. Your daddy would smack your mouth for your wandering eyes. 

“Alright, now that we’re all here, let’s gut through the bullshit,” Barnes’ voice brings the voice to deathly lull. The men shift their bodies and their focus. The doors close subtly behind the boss’ timbre. “Now, don’t think I brought you here because of a single soldier. You know better. All of you.” 

His voice is stringent but restrained. Still, it’s enough to instill fear. You gulp and dare to look up at him. He stands and puts his hands on the table. 

“First, a crooked accountant. Bald clown messing around. Then I got men going out, coming back short. Then dead.” He snarls. “I don’t care about the small men. With due respect,” he pauses and glances in your direction, “but I know they don’t think for themselves, too. I know it was one of you. This isn’t just chance. 

“One of you popped Warren ‘cause he found you out,” Barnes continues.  

You sense movement like a soft breeze. Rogers edges along the wall, unnoticed. You stare in slow motion as he moves quickly towards another table. 

“And I found you out too,” Barnes hits the table with his fist. “I went through the numbers and I found the fucking thief.” 

You frown. It’s... lies. He told you that day. At the funeral. Your daddy was the thief. Now he’s telling them something different. He used you. It makes a good story. A mysteriously dead soldier, missing money... makes it easy to trim the fat. 

“Milo,” Barnes points and a chair scrapes and teeters.  

Rogers grabs the capo from behind, closing his hands around his neck. He drags him easily, like a rag doll. They aren’t so different in size and yet the blond moves the other easily as he bulls around the table and brings the man to the center of the room. 

“You been pocketing my money.” Barnes stands straight and gestures casually. 

Rogers tosses the other man, Milo, to the floor and kicks him so he sprawls. His assault is methodical. He doesn’t let up. He stomps and batters the man into the polished wood. The noise of cracking bones and breaking cartilage itch in your ears. The accused hacks and chokes on spit and blood. 

Your sisters smother gasps and startled sobs. You’re only mortified by your own indifference. Are you so callous to feel nothing for a man chosen to pay for father’s death? For your actions? You just can’t. You know every man in this room is just like your father was. Cruel. Mean. They deserve it just as much as he did. 

“Enough,” Barnes orders and Rogers steps back, combing his long hair away from his face as he puffs. The man on the floor is a puddle of wheezes. 

“Your houses, your cars, your accounts, all of it, will be turned over to Warren’s daughters. For his good service to me. He died finding you out. He died for the good of the outfit. He smoked out the mole,” Barnes says. “And you orphaned his daughters, just like you meant to do to every man in this room.” 

Silence. Stillness. No one moves. 

“You are all dismissed. On your way out, you make sure to pay your disrespects to that scum,” Barnes growls. “And look at him, hard and long, because the next fucker I catch with his hands in my pockets will be right there with him.” 

There’s a moment before anyone moves. The first man to rise is greying around his temples. He comes out from behind the table and nears the shaking form on the floor. He spits on Milo then sends his pointed leather shoe into the man’s stomach. He marches out without looking back. 

The next man follows suit. Spit, kick, go. One after another the men disburse in the same manner. The noises, ptuah, crack, tap, tap, tap, form a sickly rhythm. You can only sit and watch. 

You reach to your sisters and take their hands again. You glance between them. They look on in horror. They aren’t made for this. Your eyes flit back to the head table and find the king looking over his court. No, he’s looking at you. 

Barnes dips his chin and his eyes gleam. He is the master. No one dares to challenge the narrative he’s written. Whatever he says is all the truth they need to worry about. Same goes for you. 

[damiansgoodgirll]

damian priest x reader, damian gets jealous when the reader gets to be paired in a tag team match with another male superstar and celebrate their tag team win

damian priest x reader

‼️jealous damian, mention of smut but no actual smut

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

goin’ crazy

“that’s not fair” your boyfriend damian blurted out while you were finishing getting ready for your match.

it’s not like you had any choice. you were offered a tag team match against seth and becky and you couldn’t say no.

damian wasn’t really happy when you got paired with drew. heavily despising the scottish, damian couldn’t understand why he wasn’t picked instead of drew.

“damian…” you called him “it’s just a match, it’s just work…”

“i know but still, i don’t understand why they picked drew instead of me…we work so good together and we have some power moves that would make becky and seth on their knees” damian was complaining like a toddler.

“because this feud is between seth, drew and punk…you already have enough to care about with the judgment day, plus you have a match later on…damian, trust me, it’s going to be okay” you tried to calm him down.

it’s not that damian didn’t trust you.

he didn’t trust drew.

he didn’t trust no man near you, especially when he would have to touch you.

“i know but”

“no buts damian” you turned to face him once you were done with your make up “it’s just work…you should know this better than anyone else” you smiled at him.

“you’re right…” he gave up, knowing that complaining with you would only make you more angry.

“now, can you give me a good luck kiss or do i have to ask drew for that too?” you joked, making damian to arch his brows.

“come here before i bend you over and i show drew what he could never have” he smirked at you, holding you close by your hips and kissing your lips. his strong hands were moving from your hips to your back, making you shiver under his touch while his lips softly played with yours, kissing and biting them.

“damian…i’m gonna be late” you whispered against his lips.

“maybe i want you to be late” he said making you laugh as he kissed you again.

“okay, now i really have to go…wish me good luck” you said smiling at him.

damian knew that no matter how jealous he was, he couldn’t ruin your happiness so he pretended everything was okay just to see you smile again and again “okay, good luck on the match, see you after that! kick some asses out there” he said making you laugh.

he stayed backstage, rhea later on joined him too.

“i’m going crazy” he said making her laugh.

he was watching you through the tv in your changing room. seth and becky were already in the ring, you were waking side by side with drew. people thought that it was a crazy combination pairing you with drew but everyone was curious about it.

the match started pretty easily, just you and becky against each other, but it was when you shoved her against the corner that the real match began.

you wanted to win that match. for your fans, for damian, for drew, for you. you knew you were capable of doing it so. even if you weren’t as experienced as becky, you had big potential and you were ready to use it.

becky was clearly in distress so she moved to seth only to be blocked by you. you shoved her on the ground again, making her yelp from pain but in a split of second she was able to free herself and move to seth.

you turned around and moved to drew, changing your position and now cheering for him.

drew was stronger than seth, heavier and probably more pissed than he was so it started with drew attacking him and shoving him to the ground. you couldn’t deny that watching drew attacking seth, made you think that maybe you two were a good team.

it was good match but when you saw drew getting more tired, you offered him your hand just to be yanked off the ring by becky.

now you were the one in pain. you heard the referee counting but he stopped at two as drew didn’t give up.

when you got up becky wanted to hit you but she saw an opportunity to distract drew to make them win but you didn’t let her so when she was about to get on the ring, you strongly grabbed her from the ankle and threw her off just like she did with you.

in that moment you saw that as an opportunity to distract seth to make drew win so, to everyone shock, you claymore-d seth, making his body go limp inside the ring.

you heard everyone cheering for you. drew was shocked. rhea and damian were shocked too watching the match backstage.

drew took the opportunity you gave him and pinned seth, making the referee count to three and making you win the match.

“oh my…” you joined drew on the ring, celebrating with him. he was genuinely happy, he took your arm and raised it like the referee did.

“you did good” he smiled at you.

“you too!” you congratulated him.

damian was happy for your match but he couldn’t help the jealousy when he saw you and drew smiling at each other.

in the meantime drew accompanied you backstage “that was a good match y/n…anytime you want to train just let me know okay?”

“absolutely! i loved being tag team with you” you smiled, not realising that damian was behind you two. he wanted to welcome you back after the match and he definitely wasn’t expecting to see you all chitchatting with drew.

“and that claymore? you surprised everyone!” he joked, making you laugh.

“i know…i watched many of your matches…i’ve always wanted to recreate that move” you joked.

“well…you did great and” before he could continue damian interrupted you both.

“congratulations on the match” you both turned to face him. his tone was pretty serious and drew took that as a sign to leave you alone “you watched his videos? you wanna train with him?” he asked, a little hint of jealousy in his voice.

you laughed, damian was definitely overreacting and you found it adorable “you know that drew is married, don’t you?” you teased him.

“if he’s married, why can’t he train with his wife?” he asked, coming closer to you.

“maybe cause she’s not a wrestler?” you teased him again, he hated the power you had on him “plus, you can’t deny we did good! it was incredible!”

“fair…and yes, it was a good match, you really surprised me with that claymore” he smiled against your lips “you surprised everyone” he said before kissing you softly “me too”

you melted into the kiss. it was soft, not like the one he gave you before the match. this kiss showed how much he trusted you.

“go get ready for your match” you smiled against his lips “and if you win you might get a surprise tonight” you winked before leaving him alone, watching as you left.

oh, he definitely was going to win that match for you.

[factual-fantasy]

25 asks! Thank you! :}} 👹

I have it in the back of my mind, but I haven't actually made any steps in making more master posts.. 😔

ReBLOGGING is good! Its a feature of Tumblr and helps more people find my artwork! Very nice :))

RePOSTING is stealing my art and posting it on your own account. Giving you and only you all the credit. That's theft and no good!

I think I remember wanting my sona to be an object head of some kind. I think I doodled probably a dozen different ideas before I got frustrated and just scribbled my most recent attempt out.

But then it hit me. I doodled two little white eyes on the scribble and I knew I had found my sona XDD

@xxthedragonrebornxx

XD Thank you for remembering my boundaries and respecting them! :)) And THANK YOU FOR THE CUPCAKE!! :DDD

I haven't read it, but I've seen it blowing up all over tumblr. It must be pretty cool! :00

@milk-powrit

<XD I won't lie, Bill is a fantastic villain. I just "hate" him because Stanley is my favorite character and Bill put his family through hell 💀

Most of the team: "Aww 🥰💞💞"

Gloria: "WHO ARE YOU AND HOW ARE YOU HOLDING ALL OF US UP AT ONCE"

@pink088

<XD These past 2-3 days have just hammered me health wise, but I can at least say that I've been sleeping enough!

And thanks for the check in! I wish you the best :))

(Pokemon violet comic(?))

:DD Thank you!! I'm glad you liked it!! :)))

If I ever really go into those series I would :00 But I cant remember the Godziilla movies- plus that would be really hard to draw <XDD

There's so many sonic medias that i wouldn't know which one to go by- and I've seen playthroughs of Poppy playtime but it never really grabbed my interest.. <XD

I'll do my best to keep up with all that <XDD Thank you!

(Frank butterfly post)

Oh there's no need to worry about Frank! It might be hard to tell- but that was actually a moth! Frank had bags under his eyes because he was out late studying moths :))

<XD Well considering Homes intentions are intended to be unknown- you're free to imagine that! :D

@skywillow28022

ohmygosh the third movie is so good I actually cant watch it anymore lest I burst into tears 😭😭😭💞💞💞 10/10 WOULD recommend cars 3--

Anyways- I ADORE the cars franchise and absolutely would have drawn them more.. if cars weren't so hard to draw <XD Plus my favorite thing to draw is angsty cuddles and hugs and big droopy eyes and tears- that's kiiiind'a hard to pull off if your characters are cars-

Of course I could always draw them as humans like many other artists have.. but idk, it just doesn't feel the same you know? <XD

Also thank you! I hope you day goes well too! :))

@neo-metalscottic (Welcome home post(?)) (Octonauts eye study) (Oxem and Pepemijo comic)

AAAAA Thank you sop much! :DD I'm glad you've been liking my recent posts!

As for Oxem and Pepemijo, I cant show images because of the stupid 30 images limit-- But Pepemigo is based on/inspired by the Year of the dragon mask, and Oxem is based on the current season of Duets seasonal guide mask! :00

I imagine there are other dragons out there, like that other sky dragon that I made one time-- <XDD I don't really have any ideas for their powers or their story, but I had intended that Pepemijo at least knocked the krill out in self defense. Thankfully they wont be hunted by krill following that event- Oxem got them to a safe place and he knows that he should steer clear of krill territory in the future <XD

And of course! I'd love to see any critters that you've made! :DDD

@sussyhahag

uhg, always disappointing to see.. thank you for letting me know though 😔

*VERY LOUD CARTOON BROKEN HEART SOUND* (I LOVE THISSS)

<XD yup.

Also even though that disclaimer is there for FNAF and Octonauts, I still get people harassing me anyways!.... :')

@vesselofmanythings

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! :DDD And I wish you luck on your slime rancher creative adventure!! :}}}

AAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDDD That means a lot!!! :))

@starsbee

This shouldn't have made me laugh as much as it did XDD

@wolfie-777

Oh no.... THAT MUST BE ME WELCOME HOME AU COMING BACK--

@anikakitty11

Somethin ain't right with that dog <XDD

@edelgeist (Referencing this post)

oooh :00 I wasn't aware of that- thank you for the info! Perhaps I should invest in a cooling pad <XD

I have not <:( But after googling it- I love the artstyle! :DD

[writing-for-life]

Right, okay, I’ve thought long and hard whether to write this:

A squick (even a strong one) is not the same as a trigger.

Emotional discomfort, even emotional discomfort that leads to low-level physical symptoms like e.g. mild nausea, is not trauma. Unfortunately, TikTok pop psych has done nothing to help people understand the difference, because the trend to perceive (even strong) emotional discomfort as equivalent to a trauma response is worrying and neither helps people with nor without PTSD. I don’t wish it on anyone to actually find out the difference if they haven’t yet (disclaimer, since this is unfortunately necessary these days because everything gets misconstrued: I am not talking about individual experiences, because only you can know about those. I’m talking about wider trends in an often young audience with not enough background info to be able to tell apart sound medical/psychological info and viral BS created by “influencers” for some kind of personal gain).

What people in the current fandom spat want to have tagged as “triggers” are overwhelmingly squicks. And we’re probably all guilty of quickly saying “that triggered me”, myself included (and I’m a licensed psychotherapist, shame on me). It has become somewhat of a shorthand for “extremely annoyed or grossed out”. But when it gets used in the context of tagging, it’s good to remember that no one owes us a tag list the length of our arm just because we don’t like certain things. Even if we strongly dislike them.

And even on the occasion someone else’s yuck or yum is an actual trigger for us, it is impossible to cover for every possible trigger, because in theory, EVERYTHING has the possibility to trigger someone somewhere.

E.g., a certain smell in a supermarket holds the rare possibility of triggering someone, but do you see disclaimers at the supermarket door that say, “May smell of 484 different things, which are in detail [list of 484 things] and might be different tomorrow. Plus, we might have a customer today who smells of that perfume that brings up your triggering childhood memories. Or maybe we won’t, but just on the odd chance we do, we thought we’d rather cover it”.

There might be one person with a very specific trigger that does literally nothing to the vast majority of people. Do we expect everyone on Tumblr to tag for “eyebrows” or “white T-Shirt” because of that? How about that person just puts “eyebrows” or “white T-Shirt” in their content filter instead?

Do we really suggest to put that type of responsibility on creators? More importantly: Who are we protecting that way? All we do is put people into bubble wrap and shift responsibility for our mental wellbeing away from ourselves to others.

We are trying to tell other people what to do for our own comfort. That’s controlling.

If we’re squicked out by something, there is a simple solution: we can stop looking or reading. We can use content (not tag) filters. In the worst case, we can block. We don’t have to put that type of responsibility for our personal sensitivities on creators (or people who reblog, for that matter).

We can tag for certain things as a courtesy, I’m all for it. I love being able to filter out stuff I’m not into, and I sometimes wish people would tag better or not tag a certain way (getting ship tags for a ship you’re not into slapped on your character-metas is annoying 🤣). But I don’t die, neither does it cause me unbearable distress, if I see cows where I don’t expect them. Scroll past or block. And if I’m worried about mature topics like nudity or violence: Tumblr has a community label for mature themes you can (and in my view should) use if in doubt. Funnily enough, many people don’t do that though—maybe because they worry about reach?

Of course we should include content warnings where they are due, no one says we shouldn’t. It’s also fair if a creator doesn’t wish to do that beyond general warnings (no specifics) though because they might give away, say, major plot points that way. In that case, general disclaimers like “contains depictions of violence”, or whatever it might be individually, are a good idea. And if that’s not specific enough for us despite knowing that “violence” in general might also contain our personal trigger, we might need to make the decision not to read it to stay safe, but we shouldn’t have a go at the writer for not tagging very specific things that might be considered spoilers.

Long story short: If we assume people are “triggered” by werewolves with vulvas or non-human characters, it might be worth thinking about whether we’re just talking about squicks that very much fall into the category of “personal responsibility”. And there are plenty solutions to that at our end—we don’t need to put that on creators…

[rrcenic]

sorry for posting so much about the neil gaiman thing im very opinionated but heres my general take on neil gaiman (TW FOR S/A AND SU1C1D3!!!!)

good omens fandom please read this. yall need it

i wanna start with: believe victims. it might not be as bad as it was claimed to be bc the reporter was an anti bdsm terf who considers all bdsm 🍇 (including the bdsm w neil), but there was still clearly manipulation, weaponized power imbalance, and dubious consent. even if it wasnt s/a, it was fucked up. neil did some fucked up things

while we dont know if he actually s/ad those women, neil gaiman is clearly flawed

ive seen time and time again that his fans (specifically the good omens fandom) can get so viciously defensive of him that they refuse to see any flaws he has

as someone who was ruthlessly attacked because of neil, i hesitate to give him the benefit of the doub

when i had just turned 13, id just gotten on tumblr. i was thrilled that good omens season 2 was coming out. i was even more thrilled to see neil gaiman on tumblr. so i sent him an ask where i asked if crowley and aziraphale would kiss. i get why that was annoying. he probably got those asks all the time. but i worded it respectfully, and i was genuinely unaware that he was annoyed by this question

he responded to my ask with a multi paragraph callout post talking about how sick of this question he was. harsh, but not necessarily nefarious

the response wasnt the problem. it was that i got so many hate comments and death threats and people telling me i didnt deserve joy and i was ruining neils life and so many fucking anon "kys" asks that i had to quit tumblr. i tried to apologize to neil, i sent him countless apology asks where i begged him to ask people to stop cyber bullying me, but he never responded. it took years before i was able to communicate to him all the hate id received. his response was a basic "sorry for the miscommunication" and that he wished there was a way to convey tone on the internet (someone said "there is! tonetags!!" and he responded with "i dont like those"). the SAME COMMUNITY who told me to kms was suddenly saying "oh neil your such a saint" (THE TERM SAINT WAS USED MULTIPLE TIMES!!!!!) and "this poor ignorant child"

i was a kid and i was bullied off the internet and neil didnt respond to my pleas for forgiveness for almost 2 years. i was also in the most unstable time of my life. i was EXTREMELY suicidal. people telling me to kms deeply affected me

plus he reblogs a ton of "vote blue no matter who" stuff. i dont agree w that statement but i think its okay for people to say if they actively support palestine. but neil gaiman doesnt post about palestine ever other than reblogging posts that say "sure maybe the stuff in palestine is bad but if you dont support biden 100% democracy will crumble!!!" also im pretty sure he never apologized for some older zionist posts

ive seen a lot of stuff where people are saying "hey shhh its okay i see good omens fans getting sad bc of the stuff with neil but its ok!! youre still a good person even if you ignore this issue!!" and like. huh??? i dont think ignoring it makes you evil but its certainly fucked up to not be critical of the media you consume. pretending nothings going on is immature. you all sound like jk rowling fans smh

his general attitude towards fans makes me uncomfortable. ive seen people bare their souls in his asks (all of them start with something along the lines of "oh sir mister gaiman sir i am nothing but a disgusting peon compared to you you saved my life id die for you!!!") and he gives rude cold responses. i mean of course he gets annoyed and of course he gets spam but no one is forcing him to respond to asks. he doesnt seem to care very much??? this doesnt make him a bad person ofcourse but it does give me the ick

summary: even if he didnt s/a those women his fans need to grow up. he is not a pure perfect person. he might not be evil but he makes some extremely damaging choices. hes not a saint and never has been. at the end of the day, hes a rich cishet white man

[abbyromanoff]

Hello! Please can you make a story with Maria having a secret girlfriend who is in a long infiltration job ? Have a good day or night!

A Secret

Pairings: Maria Hill x reader (Natasha x reader)

Word Count: 1,870

Warnings: angst, small mentions of smut, fluff, jealousy, hurt and comfort, secret relationships

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“You ready?” You looked over at your girlfriend in her full glory, a red dress covering her body. You held her hand tightly with your own, bringing it to your mouth to give the back of her palm a small peck.

“Always, love.” She rested her arm on your back, almost nearing the curve of your ass. You smiled gently, a slight warmth filling your heart when being with the woman. You didn’t get to do this often, this was the first ever party you were attending with her. The two of you had a busy work schedule that made it difficult to be with one another, but you made it work. You both loved each other more than anything, you weren’t going to give up now.

The loud sounds of clinking glasses together and small conversations between coworkers who haven’t seen each other in weeks. It was overwhelming, to say the least, but your partner's hand interlaced with yours helped that fear quickly go away.

“It’s alright, I’m right here. I’m not leaving.” You smiled to yourself with a blush on your cheeks. She chuckled at your reaction and walked towards the bar, dragging you along with her.

“Hey, Nat! One margarita, please.” The redhead nodded and grabbed the glass she’d use, pouring the drink and handing it off to your girlfriend.

“Who’s the pretty lady here?” Nat smirked, eyeing you up and down. You could see Maria start to tense up, gripping your hand under the bar.

“This is Y/N, my plus one.” Everyone had to bring someone to the party, it was probably so Tony could have more people to brag to. You wished she wasn’t so afraid to tell everyone about you, you wanted to be shown off. You understood if she wasn’t ready, but it got so hard not being able to kiss her in front of anyone. It got so hard not to tell everyone about how perfect your girlfriend is, but you respected her wishes. No matter how difficult it was, you still loved her dearly.

Nat grabbed your free palm in her own, grasping your fingertips together and connecting her lips with the back of your hand. She grinned down at you, it was clear what her intentions were. She was trying to get you to go home with her tonight, and Maria hated the thought. She knew others would want you, who wouldn’t? But she hated that she couldn’t mark you as hers for good, then nobody would touch you.

“Y/N here is actually seeing someone, Nat,” Her voice laced with venom, “I think you should back off before they find out.” Nat turned her eyes to look at her, rolling her eyes before turning back to you.

“Well, I don’t think they’ll mind. After all, what idiot would leave such a beautiful girl all alone?” You licked your lips discreetly. You couldn’t deny her beauty, but you knew Maria hated this. You wanted to test her, see if she’d finally break.

“C’mon, let's go.” She started to lightly tug on your arm, expecting you to listen and follow her like a lost puppy. But you didn’t. She looked back at you, seeing your clear hesitant face that was trying its best to act cool.

“Uh, actually, I’m enjoying talking to Nat. I think I’ll stay here.” She was about to say something, only to be cut off by Nat.

“Good decision, baby. Why don’t you join me on the floor?” You nodded with a grin, noticing the way Maria looked at you with shock. It seemed like she was hurt, you felt horrible. But, it was the only way to show her what could happen if she didn’t listen to you and treat you how you deserved. Nat led you onto the dance floor with at least twenty other people. They were all drunk and grinding against each other.

“So, you and Maria?” Your eyes widened, turning to look at the woman.

“Oh please, it’s obvious with how she looks at you. I could tell there was something going on between you two a few months ago, I just never said anything.” She shrugged, pulling you closer to mimic the others. Her arms wrapped around your waist from behind, nearing close to your breasts. To anyone else, you looked like a couple with Nat’s head resting on your shoulder. You couldn’t even picture the expression on your girlfriend's face.

“Why didn’t you? I mean, I thought you were trying to sleep with me tonight.” You chuckled dryly, waiting for her response. She took a minute, sighing before finally speaking.

“When Maria first brought you here to ‘introduce a friend’ I kind of started to form a bit of a crush on you. I like you, and I don’t want it to be weird between us, so, I’ll back off. Besides, you seem really happy with her.” You let out a small ‘oh’, the new information leaving you speechless. You switched your position, turning to wrap your arms around her shoulders and slowly moving side to side.

“You don’t have to say anything, Y/N, I understand. I’ll get over it someday, but for now, I think you should go talk to your girlfriend before she attempts to rip my head off.”

“Attempts to?”

“I’m the black widow, she has nothing on me.” You both shared a final laugh before taking her advice and leaving to look for your partner. You looked all over, asking if anyone had seen her, and ended up next to a balcony door where you saw her leaning over the railing with her drink in hand.

“Maria?” She turned quickly at the sound of your voice, her saddened expression changing into a cold, stoic one.

“What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be dancing with your little whore?” You walked closer to the woman, looking down at the ground as you approached her.

“Well, I wanted to apologize. I shouldn’t have gone with Nat, I just wanted to get my point across to you.”

“And what point is that?” You were now facing her, your face mere inches apart. You wanted to kiss her so badly, to just connect your lips together and kiss as if no one was watching. But you wanted them to see, you wanted them to see that you were hers and she was yours. You were tired of being her little secret.

“I don’t want to hide anymore, Maria. I wanted to take it slow like you asked, but it’s been almost a year! I love you, I love you more than anything. But I can’t keep pretending you mean nothing to me, I can’t keep acting like you’re just my friend when all I want to do is kiss you with everyone watching. Nat means nothing to me, she’s my friend. I love you and only you, I want to be able to say that in public. I want to be able to hold you and hold your hands, I can’t keep hiding that.” Tears pooled at your eyelids as you tried to hold them back. You were about to wipe them away when you were interrupted by a hand placing itself on your face, using the pad of her thumb to erase the wetness.

“I’m so sorry, love, I never realized you wanted that. I always thought you wanted to keep it hidden so I never told anyone. It was so difficult, I wanted to show you off to every person I saw. And, baby, you don’t know how much I love you. You mean the world to me. I don’t care if it’s only been ten or so months, I’m so in love with you already. I can never see myself with someone else and seeing you with Nat, I don’t know it just hurt so bad. I worried you’d realize you deserve better and run off with her instead. I’m so, so sorry, sweetheart.” You wrapped your arms tightly around her, almost making her fall backwards at the impact. You didn’t let go, not even when you heard the door opening.

“Hey, Maria have you seen-“ The man quickly stopped himself, apologizing with an awkward smile before retorting back to the party. You didn’t say a word, only grasping the woman close to you without daring to move your head from her shoulder. You could smell her perfume lacing her body, smiling when catching a whiff of the shampoo she stated she never took from you.

“It’s okay, I’m here.” She rocked you back and forth, feeling the cool breeze hitting her face.

“C’mon, baby, let’s go home.”

The next day you woke up to a note on your bedside table stating she had to leave early for work and would be back later that night. You had given yourself time to relax before heading to work, making a small breakfast, and sitting on the couch to read a few pages of the book you were close to finishing.

“Y/N! There you are, I’ve been waiting all morning for you to show up.” Your coworker said, rushing over to hug you tightly. She leaned back, a smile marking her face that soon turned into a grin when noticing the mark on your neck.

“Fun night with the secret mistress of yours?” You chuckled lightly and set the piles of papers onto the desk that was yours. There was a flower with a note.

“What’s this?”

“I don’t know, it was delivered this morning. Maybe it was your mystery woman?” She rose her eyebrows up and down, smirking when seeing your flustered features.

“Quiet down, you know your teasing won’t get me to tell you who she is.” She groaned loudly and threw her head back, flipping you off before heading to her own cubical.

Hours had gone by, your phone being completely neglected as you focused on completing the work in front of you. You didn’t see the messages Maria had sent you, telling you she was planning on stopping by for your lunch break. So when you looked at the door of your office and saw your girlfriend, you were shocked.

“Babe, what are you doing here?” You whisper-shouted, grabbing the small box of food she handed you.

“What? Can I not come to see my beautiful partner for lunch?” She kissed the top of your head, ignoring the quiet whispers and stares from others.

“Well, it’s just a really public place, I didn’t think you wanted to visit.”

“Didn’t I tell you I didn’t want to hide us anymore? So, I’m keeping my promise. Now, let’s dig in, shall we?” You grinned happily, feeling her lips press against your own in a soft kiss. You complied, letting your lips melt into her own for a quick moment. You could see the smirk on your friends' face, staring at you both with a hopeful glance. You wished you could wipe that smirk off her face. But at the same time, you couldn’t be happier knowing that look was caused by you and Maria. You couldn’t be happier that she finally kept her promise, and that she finally showed the world the love she held for you.

[fossette-promenade]

lolita fashion misconceptions 😣

it always breaks my heart to hear people say, "I want to wear lolita, but I can't because...." and their excuse is usually something that has a solution! i wanted to talk about some of the biggest misconceptions today:

♧ it is too expensive

Everyone's idea of "expensive" is different. especially these days, where inflation is taking a toll on everyone. but not every lolita dress is $300+ like a beginner may think looking at new brand prices. you are able to find dresses less than $100 on second-hand marketplaces and through community swap meets. When I first started wearing lolita, I even had a few friends give me dresses for free to get started!

♤ it is only for petite girls

This concept comes from the idea that because lolita is from Japan, it is only made for "small Japanese girls." Many dresses have full shirring for a reason, to be size inclusive! there are multiple brands that carry plus-size options, such as metamorphose and atelier peirrot. Glittertale is another great option for custom sizing. Innocent World's size L is equivalent to a European size L, for the midsized girls.

Altering a dress is also always an option. Some people do not like this idea, because they think it is important to preserve lolita history. If you do alter a dress, I advise it is done by a trusted professional. But either way, you bought it with your own money, so it doesn't matter what you do with it.

There used to be an idea that you couldn't show your knees while wearing lolita. This developed after a mistranslation and was never an official rule. Many people are afraid of their dresses being "too short" for lolita though. I am 5'10, definitely a "tallita" and most dresses come up a few inches above my knees. There is no official skirt length for lolita. A Motie skirt can hit your fingertips, or a Victorian Maiden gown can be dragging on the floor!

♡ the community is toxic and catty

lolitas are not a hive mind. I believe this culture has died down from when it was at its peak. there's a lot to question on this stereotype of the "mean lolita." Maybe they are trying to feel superior because they were once bullied themselves. Sometimes, it's easier to just be a "hater" and find community that way. The easy answer to this is no. There are lots of people in communities that can be great friends who want to share this interest with you! Remember to uphold your boundaries and never let people disrespect you. You will always find your place.

◇ people will think it is weird

Actually, many people will think it is cute, fun, and interesting! Sure, people will always have their misconceptions. I've gotten all the usual ones. "Are you in a play? Going to a wedding? Little Bow Peep? Anime cosplay?" But I have yet to experience anything rude or mean. Some people get worried about the name of lolita, but it is easy to avoid using it in conversation. Here are my favorites:

"I just like to dress cute sometimes."

"Life is more fun wearing bows!"

"It's kinda like vintage and gothic?"

"I bought this dress from Japan."

"Nope, these are just my everyday clothes!"

Always remember, everyone else is too worried about themselves to care about you!

What's a misconception you wish you could stop hearing? Have you even been proved wrong by a misconception? Let me know in the replies or reblogs!

[faksyan]

kazi baby and maybe sunny on the side idk if she has enough in canon for an ask on her own

Oh you know it I want to talk about Kazuhira Miller. Of course I do.

(my favorite Sunny moments are all of mgrec and jomo am I allowed to answer that. Loved her there the writers did such a good job. I wish we were friends.)

First impression

Honestly, I don't think I took that much notice of him in his first appearance? I saw him in pw first, and in the beginning he is just a guy idk. The ending of peace walker and his tapes made me go a bit feral over him though. just a little.

Impression now

I'm in love with his anger issues. He's a scared animal backed into a corner that bites at the hand reaching for him even if it wants to feed and soothe him. I like thinking it gets better with age, but never quite leaves him to some extent, he did think about his revenge on bb for years (even though I think by there end it was less personal and more about. you know. not letting the world explode.)

I really really really like all of Kaz's designs. They're so expressive and tell so much about the mental space he's in. I love how resilient he is throughout all of the shit he deals with and how he passes it on to Dave. What else. There's so much more honesty I talk a bunch about Kaz in other asks, nothing else I haven't mentioned before comes to mind right now.

Favorite moment

Him almost killing himself and bb with a grenade. Showstopping. Brilliant. Never done before. All of first encounter honestly it does so much for him as a character. His tapes where he talks about his childhood too. Every Kaz moment is kind of my favorite I think. I like his lines as Master Miller where he tells Solid he should survive and about cheese fondue and stuff.

Idea for a story

I'm afraid I tie him to Ocelot too much because I love their dynamic. A big fic during the nine year gap where they do a bunch of dumb shit and make Diamond Dogs and kiss is the main one I guess. They go to a casino and beat the shit out of each other one (1) time and beat the shit out of other people many times. So much more bullshit happens but im not getting into that right now. I also have a story with the main focus on Paz in mind, but he's also there a lot, I just want them to be friends.

Unpopular opinion

He can be impulsive but he is a lot more rational than what people often portray/describe him as I think. Also, almost all interpretations of him in v I've seen feel kind of. wrong. Yes, he's traumatized and paranoid, but he is not a *mess*, not in a way he is often viewed. I already said about how I think Kaz's designs are very expressive, and there was this really cool post (don't really know where it's now unfortunately, don't think I reblogged it) about how his facial hair in tpp isn't him giving up on shaving, it's him having a fucking designer stubble that was a rising trend at the time. This, coupled with the fact that he wears so many layers (of also fancy clothes), carries a gun on him at all times, and orders people around as if it were his base (it is) and his soldiers (they are) is exactly the opposite of a man that gave up on his life. It isn't his low point. I headcanon the actual lowest low point in his life being somewhere during bb's coma, and by v he has gotten over it. It was a really long time, and they needed to move on to get things done, so he did. He didn't really need Snake by the time he gets back, I think. Not anymore. It was purely sentimenal by then, plus wanting revenge. And then not even that.

Favorite relationship

Oh would you really make me choose. Ocelhira for all the reasons listed here and so many more. Him and bb for all the baggage they have. Him and V for all the baggage they don't have but think they do because Zero is insane what was that plan. Him and Solid even though they have almost no screentime together. Everyone who ever interacts with him is my favorite relationship because it's Kazuhira Miller. Sorry for being abnormal about him.

Favorite headcanon

Transfem Kaz maybe, but I don't write or think about him with it in mind a lot of the time. Also I think he lost the hand in Ground Zeroes, it makes sense with him bringing up losing limbs and the pain being a reminder of what was taken from him nine years ago in his helicopter speech.

Bonus

Okay, more seriously about Sunny. Everyone always draws her so cheerful and outgoing aka closer to how she's in Rising I assume, that I didn't really expect that she'd be essentially kind of a shut-in in 4. She's a scared anxious child who is also a prodigy, and they are so fucking mean to her there. Made me honestly pretty sad. Though a lot of it might have been the stress everyone was under. I haven't gotten to her in mgr yet, but it makes me happy that things get better for her, like everyone always wanted.

[i-am-grell]

Force Anime on a Friend/Mutual/Stranger

I'm confident enough in my binge-watching abilities to estimate that I will likely finish Assassination Classroom at least by this time tomorrow, so let's get the next poll running.

If you are new here, I love anime, but I'm bad at finishing series, starting series, and making choices, so I let the latter fall to Tumblr - I throw a couple shows into a poll and let y'all have at it.

As always, propaganda* (*semi-coherent rambling) below the poll. You are allowed and encouraged to reblog if you think you can bully your followers into voting for your pick. Other people's followers and strangers of Tumblr, you do not have to know me, follow me, like me, or even really like anime if you wanna push a button - we solely accept "I like pressing buttons" as a poll strategy here.

Propaganda:

A Note About Long Series - For our beloved super-fucking-long series, I break them up by season/arc/however-they're-divided for the purpose of these polls. We play it by ear, and how much I will watch is specified here in the propaganda.

Rambles:

Fairy Tail - Here's the thing: I have no fucking clue where I left off and I only remember a chunk of the arcs or very memorable episodes (and lots of the fillers - I like them being happy and goofy ok?). I MIGHT have been just starting the Tenrou Island arc but god knows at this point. So, uh, for the purpose of this poll, "finish" isn't the most accurate word... I'm just gonna go around again and actually keep track this time. This poll option will cover a rewatch of Season 1 of Fairy Tail.

Horimiya: The Missing Pieces - I've said it before and I'll keep saying it: Izumi was hottest in the first handful of episodes with the hair and the piercings. They un-emoed my boy and I'm Upset.

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. - I love Saiki K, but I've only seen every episode dubbed by Jerry Jewell specifically. I have not seen the non-dubbed, and I have not watched Reawakened yet. I know many of you enjoy those regardless (and wish and pine and hope for an official dub). I know they're worth it. This is your chance to make me watch it - I know I will enjoy it. I just miss my emotional support voice actor.

Chainsaw Man - Pros: chainsaw demons, fucking banger of an OP, dog (who is the chainsaw demon).

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood - I'm gonna make all you weebs real mad here for a second. I have not seen FMA nor FMA:B. I've absorbed the relevant cultural knowledge through internet osmosis, but that's it. I do know Many Things such as the dog for instance. I just have not sat down and watched it proper. This is your opportunity to correct one of my many anime sins. Godspeed.

The Case Study of Vanitas - Vampires and steampunk is soooooo my thing. Plus, I'll get to watch another Danny Motta reaction series after this so even better. Show of hands in the tags if we love Danny Motta (that means reblog this, cowards 🔫).

[lorynna]

Seperate post because I am unable to reblog yesterday's debate about sex-selective abortions:

Down below is the link to the full blog post if anyone is interested in reading the whole thing. I am just going to reply to a few of the absolute insane and brainrot takes by @aux-squiggle :

1) "I'm sure you'd (correctly) chastize me if I went on every post with someone having bleach & dyed hair crying about how hair bleach harms the hair and saying "yes I understand it's your body and I'm not against your autonomy but hair dye is so stupid" at some point one realizes that it's just my opinion on hair dye and I should shut up unless explicitly asked for my opinion, which at no point were you asked for your opinion on what I'll do or (what you think) makes sense to do with my body."

Starting right off, it's actually the first time I ever spoke about sex-selective abortion on here, so me "going on every post" is wrong and intentional inflammatory wording. The comparison between dyed/bleached hair and abortion lacks heavily - it's also ridiculously stupid. I'm sure what you do with your hair and the policies surrounding it is an equally political and complicated topic like abortion. Even if you should go around telling people "Sure, do your thing, dye your hair but it's unnecessary in my opinion to promote the beauty industry by partaking in it, because it makes money off of women's insecurities" you have the right to speak your opinion and reblogging another person who's stating their opinion, who's stopping you? Surprise, you can speak your opinion even without being asked for it! Some people will agree, some won't, that's the way it is! I'm sure you don't ask people you have differing opinions from each time if you please may reblog their post, or do you? This is the internet babe.

2) "Next thing idk where you've gotten this "trivilization of abortion thing" or making it seem like I have said abortion is a cutesy procedure with absolutely no harm but as poodle has said it's also very safe. Idk if you think every mention of abortion has to come with a full list of disclaimers but if you read me saying "I will get an abortion if it's a male" to mean "lol guys I get abortions every weekend let's go down to the spa for a pampering plus abortion trolololol" that's your own tbh. The issue is you view being pregnant with a male fetus (as opposed to a female one) as a trivial difference, when it's not trivial to me, many other radfems and indeed for many libfem women."

Surely not every mention of abortion needs to come with a huge list of disclaimers, after all you're not their doctor but idk about you, talking about "i will get pregnant and abort as many times as I have to, until I conceive a daughter" does sound very trivializing to me. Lastly, sure the future sex of anyone's baby means something different to anyone and a certain preference or even the so called "gender disappointment" is real and valid, but is it really the solution to spin the wheel on each pregnancy again and again until you get what you want?

3) "As for the race, sex, other attributes thing, as I've already established, since fetuses are not people and are not going to suffer if their mom gets rid of them, I don't care. I couldn't give a fuck if a white woman aborts a half POC baby tbh like that's her business. No POC suffers from her actions. I also refuse to have a half white baby.

Obviously that's easily addressed by me choosing a black African sire but if I were in a consensual relationship with a white male (would never happen because I don't date males but ygtp) I would abort because I don't want to birth a half Euro baby, as statically they pair up with Eurodescendants themselves. I already know you probably also think that's stupid but I have no wish to contribute to my oppressor's group in that regard either, even by a generational separation, as I know the most likely choice Afro/Euro biracial children make as opposed to monoracial black children.

To me, mixed (b&w) people are black, but ¾ white people are white. Having a monoracial black child means my grandchildren (if any) will also be black (mixed b& something else, or monoracial) meaning the family makeup is what I'm most happy with. Idc what my great-grandchildren (if any) are, I'm probably dead anyways.

So yes I would intentionally make choices, including that of abortion, that bring me the life I'm happiest with. Other women who do that are not my business, I don't care. They could abort because they don't like the star sign their kid is expected to have. A birth that brings the mother sadness, no matter how small or how frivolous the reason for sadness is, is not good and if she aborts to avoid that, all power to her."

That's....really interesting...to know. You have established you would not blink an eye for whatever reason people abort, be it their future baby's star sign, their sex or their ethnicity & race. Your reasoning for not wanting a non 100% black baby being that according to you they statistically are more likely to pair up with eurodescendants making you worry about your family tree becoming "less black"? Then you're going on about "who is black" and "who is white" according to you.

To clarify to anyone who does not know my stance on abortion: I am pro choice, I support every woman's right that does want to get an abortion, despite her reasoning. An abortion as the process itself is not tied to a moral aspect, as the fetus in these stages of development where an abortion is possible, is a non conscious clump of cells. However I do think that the reason for why a woman decides to abort can be criticised. For example: A woman wants to get pregnant and succeeds. She finds out the baby would be born in February, making it an Aquarius, so she aborts it. My stance on sex-selective is similar to how I view cheating on a spouse. I don't think cheating is right but I wouldn't want it to be illegal.

"Regarding pro-choicers saying "no one aborts for fun and silly reasons" and prolifers potentially using this as a clapback, what do you want me to do about that? There's far superior pro-choice arguments, and further to that, these are only fun and silly reasons to you. These are monumental to other people (including me), and since it's their womb they're the only one's who's feelings matter.

Again as I've told you, I will not censor myself for the sake of prolifers not getting offended, I genuinely could not give less of a fuck what they feel. They will always find a reason to hate on the pro-choice movement and since we understand prolifism is actually about tying women down to men and control of women, everything about both my and your lifestyles upset them. There's no placating their bs. If you are upset that I won't censor myself, keep it to yourself."

Making it seem like I gave a fuck about pro lifers and said "oh look at this poor pro lifer being so upset about your words!" instead of "you are actively harming the acceptance of the pro choice movement". You don't understand that the activism you are making is nothing the world is ready for yet. In most countries, abortion is completely banned and women who go through with it nonetheless are going to prison or are even paying with their lives. I am genuinly glad, that you are living in a progressive country where you can access abortion easily and safely and where healthcare even pays for it. Most people do not have that kind of privilege and pro choice activism firstly needs to focus on gaining acceptance by introducing people step by step to the movement, coming to them with facts and good arguments. You've got to understand your far rad stance is not realistically applicable as of right now.

"If in the 0.00001% chance the genetic test is wrong (which have functionality been at 100% accuracy for years, btw I've found several Irish based tests so I don't have to use an international product) at 8 weeks (and the tests after that) then I get several scans from 14 weeks on that also confirm the sex (and would be told if there is a discrepancy). If at those tests they find it's actually a male and the Y chromosome was somehow not picked up, I go to the UK and get an abortion then. If somehow it's not found out until 24 weeks+ (I'd have an easier time winning the lottery) I go to New Zealand for a 3rd trimester abortion. There's probably something wrong if it was missed that many times, at every single scan and test.

Have you prepared for nuclear war Lorynna? Have you decided what to do if a gamma ray burst sanitizes exactly half the planet (the side you're not on), and have you got a contingency plan on what to do if suddenly 4 billion people die? What if global supply chains collapse tomorrow (an actual likely thing tbh). Nuclear war and supply chain collapse at least are far more likely than a fetus being missed as male not only on the first genetic test, AND the tests after that, AND every single ultrasound after that. Idk about gamma ray burst though, probably the same likelihood.

If by some hellish demon reality I get stuck with a son then obviously I raise my son, as I've discussed previously in the linked essay."

Insanity. Proceeding to ask me about every possible catastrophic event that potentially happen and asking me if i prepared for it because yes, sure - it is exactly as unlikely as your baby to turn out being a boy despite all of your fancy tests. But glad to know that should the tests fail, you'll raise your son?

"" There's no reason to fight" "but I do have an opinion." As established, your opinion was unnecessary and uninvited, so it's very likely people will get mad at you if you call major life choices "stupid" without providing any reasoning beyond your feelings. Like I said, telling me what I should be ok with residing in my womb is nothing short of foul, and frankly unasked for."

Oh no! How evil of me, I dare to have an opinion and according to you it was unnecessary and uninvited! Oh man, so many people are going to get mad at me for calling major life choices stupid without providing any reason at all! At this point I'm almost 100% sure you're illiterate and typed your responses while blindfolded and with your left pinky toe. Claiming my arguments are feeling-based rather than objective criticism. And sure, because I said that if you were mature, you'd approach an intended pregnancy, accepting that both sexes can be the outcome of that and that a person who wants to get pregnant in my opinion should be okay with either, I am the worst!

[birdofprey1234]

Hello all. In case you've been unaware, recently tumblr has begun rolling out a partnership with Midjourney to scrape the entire website and its users' posts for their AI training. This includes peoples art, and probably also writing and photography. Anything you've posted the company may use for training, and you are opted IN by default.

Obviously this blog has been inactive for quite a while now, and no new art has been or will be posted here, but this puts me in a difficult position. I'm not sure exactly what I'm gonna do with this blog from here on. Some people have recommended editing posts to put a glaze filter over old art so that it's unusable, but I have many hundreds of posts, not all of which are tagged, and I'm unsure whether the AI training has already gotten a hold of them or not, making the potential filter useless. Not to mention the reblogs that already exist of the old un-glazed artwork.

I considered deleting everything, maybe even the blog itself, but that idea...sucks. I like the idea and the feeling that though I'm not active, my art is still out in the fandom tags somewhere, and that I have had an effect on the fandoms I was in and shared my art with. And again, the reblogs still exist, so I'm not sure what that would mean in terms of AI scraping. My worry is that deleting my blog would only relinquish any control I do have of what is done with my art.

As it is I'm kind of at a standstill. I was recently thinking over sharing my art again on other blogs, since I do miss being a part of that creative space. But now this change has kind of crushed that idea entirely. All this, plus the extreme transmisogyny apocalypse happening on here in the last month, and the seeming silencing of important movement tags like palestine, it really makes me want to ditch tumblr altogether. I've seen many people considering switching platforms. There's been a lot of markiplier mutuals specifically who have encouraged me to join cohost, I also have seen pillowfort as an option for others. But those platforms are new, kind of janky and will be hard to get used to for me. Plus, idk if I'm using them wrong but there's like...11 posts in each tag that I've seen so far, which kind of kills the feeling of being a part of a big open fan community I really love. Cohost seems like a nice platform, but if only 30-35 people move over, then it's really going to be a moot point. I wanna be where everyone else in the fandom is. I worry that this mass migration will only splinter communities, as we're all going to different places. I don't want to make 500 accounts on different platforms just to stay active and feel aware in the community.

My entire online social life up to this point has basically been on tumblr, I have a lot of blogs with a LOT of memories attached to them, and it would hurt to just drop them and move away.

Overall I'm at a loss. I enjoy sharing my work, my ideas and thoughts, I like being a part of these creative communities. But it seems like everyday the online space becomes more and more hostile toward creatives and fans, and much more advertiser friendly. One thing i never ever wanted to happen was for my art to be used for AI, and I naively thought that tumblr would be safe in that way. Guess not. I sometimes wonder if eventually all large social media will crash down and The People will dedicate to going back to personal websites and forums. I would enjoy a space where I could share my art on my own terms, and not have other peoples interaction with it overshadow everything else.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet. For now I will be staying on tumblr until I figure it out, but definitely no more posting creatively. I want to try to keep my work up if I can. I would recommend on all your blogs going to settings and toggling ON "prevent third-party sharing for this blog", as that will let tumblr know you wish your work, including reblogs of it to be excluded from the scraping. I'm unsure how actually useful this will be, or how much the company will respect these wishes but. It's there. I would also love for you to come talk with me @boobookiss and, hey, maybe make a cohost account. I'm on there as boobookiss as well. I hope to keep touch with you all and see this little community stay together.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Sunshine, Lollipops, and Rainbows 1

Warnings: non/dubcon, clashing personalities, exclusion, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Characters: moody boy Curtis Everett x bubbly, plus-size reader

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

It’s your first day at work. Your nerves have simmered over to a nice whirlwind. Even as you sit at your desk, going through the various training materials. You haven’t managed to calm down. Your heart is beating so fast.

Everyone’s been nice. You don’t know why you’re jittering. Like your mother says, you’re overthinking, and like your father says, you need to sit still. You grab the armrests and try to make yourself stop moving. It only makes you want to boil over.

You swivel back and forth and look at your coworkers. They’re all so busy like bees in a hive. They know exactly what they’re doing and you still feel lost as you sift through endless SOPs and corporate training videos.

You see a woman with purplish red curls with a mug, steam curling over the brim. Ah, that’s a good excuse for a break. You still need to figure out the office coffee machine. Daniella, your supervisor, briefly pointed it out during her tour. It’s one of those fancy industrial pod brewers.

You stand and nearly skip between the desks. Be cool. You slow your pace and hold your shoulders straight, your squared toed kitten heels clacking on the tile. You poke your head into the kitchen and find only one other employee inside.

The man’s shoulders are broad and straight as he stares silently at the coffee machine. It grinds and spurts out dark coffee. You come up next to him to peruse the spinning rack of pods, tapping your chin as you think. You peek over at him.

“Hi,” you smile, “any recommendations?”

His pale blue eyes meet yours for an instant before quickly flicking back to his cup. A plain black porcelain mug without any decoration or glitz. You already know which cup you want to bring in; the one that looks like a honey pot and has a small lid resembling a bear sticking his head out with a little honeycomb stitch between his ears.

You take one of the paper cups and a pod of the butterscotch twist. You stand back and wait your turn. He scowls as if mentally urging the cup to fill.

“I’m…” you introduce yourself, “I just started over in Research and Development.”

He doesn’t respond. He puts his hands behind him, clutching them tightly as his forearms tense. The tendons bulge out beneath his skin. His sleeves are rolled to his elbows, a grey button up with black trousers. A bit grim but an aesthetic for sure. There’s several rings on his fingers as they curl around each other.

“It’s my first day,” you continue the one-sided conversation, “so… that’s why you never saw me before.”

He growls and grabs his cup as the machine dings. He doesn’t acknowledge you as he turns on his heel and marches out. You watch his back and shrug, blowing out between your lips. You get it, some people aren’t the social type.

You put your cup under the spout and tap the touchscreen. It takes you a lot of poking around to figure out how to brew the coffee. You step back and wait. Caffeine should definitely help your nerves… fuel them at least.

💗

Lunchtime comes and you grab your bento box and head down to the cafeteria. Daniella said you could eat your desk if you wished but you need a break from the screen. Besides, you notice that most people don’t.

You enter the cafeteria. There are tables here and there but they’re already crowded. You notice a few people from your department and head over to that table. Tammy moves her bag onto the seat before you can claim it. You frown and apologise as you back away.

Hmm.

You look around. You don’t know anyone. You don’t mind making new friends but it’s like high school all over again. Everyone has their clique and you’re just wandering in between.

Your gaze falls on the only table with more than one seat free. There’s a single person sitting at it, his head down as he runs his hand over his close cut hair. Hey, it’s… that guy. He didn’t give you his name.

You cross the room and near a chair, putting your hand on the back of it as you hover by the table.

“Hi, um, do you mind if I sit here?”

His eyes dart up and he says nothing. He shrugs and sits back, smoothing out the pages of the book in front of him. You sit, your bento box clanging loudly as you do. You give a sheepish smile as he clears his throat but doesn’t look at you.

You flip back the clasp and pop open the lid. He shifts in his chair as you take out your plastic cutlery from the little compartment. You try to be quiet but you can’t help but hit the fork off the side.

You look over at him. He has only his empty mug and a half-eaten protein bar. You look back at your colourful medley of food. Maybe he’s on a diet.

“Do you like hummus?” You ask.

He doesn’t look up. You bite your lip. You’re just being friendly but maybe he’s not hungry.

“Um, uh, you remember me?” You poke at your couscous, “from the kitchen? I didn’t get your name.”

He sighs and turns the page. You nod. Not much of a talker. You let your fork lean on the edge of the bento and grab the sides of your chair, scraping it closer. He snarls and finally looks at you.

You stop and show your teeth like a threatened animal. His jaw clenches and he refocus on his book. You stir the couscous and take a bite, swallowing as your curiosity piques.

“What are you read–”

“I’m not,” he grits and shuts the book without marking the page.

He stands and pockets the protein bar, swiping up his mug and book. You gape at him, stunned. You don’t know why he’s so upset. You’re just trying to be polite. He storms away and you frown at your food. Well, you’ve always got a friend in snacks!

[megumimania]

connie x black! fem reader, in a connie brain rot need him real bad i fear !! likes and reblogs r greatly appreciated <3

best friend!connie who has known you since you were toddlers, with there not being a memory in his life that you weren’t apart of.

best friend!connie who always picks up when you call, whether it’s talking shit about someone or picking an outfit for an event, he’s always there for you

best friend!connie who joins you when you go to the nail salon to get your nails done, often asking for a matching design with you

best friend!connie who always pays for everything despite you constantly reminding him that you can pay for things yourself, saying that his grandma would roll in her grave knowing that he’s letting a pretty girl like you buy things with her own money

best friend!connie who likes catching you off guard when he compliments you which happens like all the time tbh

best friend!connie whose bald head makes him a perfect impromptu wig stand but when he gets bored of being your test subject, he’s quick to make you work for that wig by making you chase him for it 😭

best friend!connie who loves taking candid shots of you when you guys hang out with his captions being so ambiguous that people don’t know if you’re dating or not

best friend!connie who is your biggest hype man, always reposting your shit and changing his pfp to a pic you recently posted

best friend!connie who still calls you by your childhood nickname to this day, only saying your name when shit gets serious or when he wants to scare you.

best friend!connie who doesn’t reply when people ask if you guys are dating, preferring to let them believe what they want

best friend!connie who is the only person that knows you inside out and vice versa. he always knows when its time for you guys to head out from your body language

best friend!connie who feels slightly territorial when a guy approaches you to ask you out even though he knows you can hold your own

best friend!connie who always helps you detangle and style your hair when its wash day (i wish someone could do this 4 me omds 😔🙄)

best friend!connie who puts on your bonnet on your head when you’re too tired to do it yourself

best friend!connie who stays over at your house so much, he practically lives there, i mean he literally has a spare key to your house

best friend!connie who is always eating your food like damnn 😭

“con, how the hell have you been here for 3 days and managed to clear out our entire fridge??” you said staring at the fridge dumbfounded

“im a growing boy sweetheart i gotta eat! plus you know I’ll pay your mama back for the food i ate anyways” he replied with a smile

“i’m a growing boy, my ass.” you muttered to yourself storming out of the kitchen.

(dw connie bought you wingstop later that day to make it up to you.)

best friend!connie who will ride for you until the very end because you are one of the people outside his family that he actually cares for

best friend!connie who loves you more than you know and is grateful for your presence in his life

[tubborucho]

So you may have seen I asked people to do sort of a challenge:

The situation goes like that: Team Soulfire as a Cursed team was left on the Island because of their loss along with all the Eggs plus 3 other ones that they found. The Watcher keeps playing games with them and at some point splits the team for 10 small groups (1 Egg in each) to survive on their own and try to find each other.

Divide all 10 Eggs (excluding Chunsik) between 16 Soulgayfire members (excluding ElQ and that guy) that way that each Egg has not more than 2 Adults and each Adult can only have 1 Egg. BUT none of the Adults with the Egg can be their parent (including married into it – like Mariana for Sunny and, for the sake of a challenge, Pac and Fit count as married).

Hint: There will be 4 teams with an Egg and an Adult and 6 with an Egg and 2 Adults

I would love to see what everyone thinks would be good duos/trios and why! Feel free to reblog with your ideas or make a separate post (pls tag me).

My own thoughts under the cut! Preferably do not read them before you make your own

So in the duos I chose I put a lot of thoughts into trying to make each duo/trio strong enough to survive this (because though each person and egg are strong, not all of them strong in a ‘i can survive’ and ‘i can fight’ ways).

Those are my picks:

Chayanne – Lenay

First of all, I think they would bond over potatoes. But also I think they are quite similar in being resourceful while at the same time Chayanne can give Lenay PVP protection where Lenay, I think, would be able to be somewhat of an emotional comfort to him.

Tallulah – Arin&Fit

Arin/Luzu and Tallulah have a special bond that I really like, even if it’s not canonically there at this point. And I kind of miss Fit and Tallulah from the first weeks of the Eggs. After all, he was the first person to find her :) And each team with Fit has an advantage.

Ramon – Pierre

Honestly, they would be a fire duo. Both very smart, very strong, very creative (unfortunately Create is not an option). And both are survivalists. Out of all the duos/trios, I think they are the one that will go through that the easiest.

Dapper – Missa&Kameto

Now, it’s a bit of a ‘that would be fun’ when it comes to Dapper and Missa being paired, considering that Missa is kind of Bad’s colleague, but just on a completely different end of the spectrum. Nonetheless, I think him and Dapper would get along swimmingly. And Kameto is a great addition, because he is canonically a very very good spy and a ninja, so definitely has some useful skills to help them survive.

Leo – Mariana&Pol

I admit, this one is probably the weakest, but my only other option was to switch Pac and Pol, which I decided not to do, because I think Leo and Mariana combo needs someone more grounding with them, and it’s not Pac’s strength lol. Overall, I think they are still skilled enough to survive as a trio, and also the communication will be much easier, because all 3 speak spanish.

Richas – Rivers&Niki

Rivers and Niki together is a bit of a guilty pleasure because I wish…. I wish, man. And I decided to give Richas to them, because god knows the kid needs someone who would not play into his suicidal tendencies (as I believe those two wouldn’t). Also I just think they would have a very nice dynamic and also have their grounds covered with Rivers and Richas being able to fight and Niki being good at gathering and farming.

Pomme – Tina&Bagi

Another one that was a vision. Just three lesbians chilling together. Out of all the Eggs Pomme is one of the best pvpers and protectors, where Tina and Bagi may lack (well, not lack, they can hold their own when needed, it’s just not their strongest suit), but Tina and Bagi are very strategic and resourceful, once again, covering all grounds. Plus Bagi (and Tubbo, but separately) would probably be the first one to actually come up with a plan for finding everyone.

Sunny – Badboyhalo

Sunny needs to stay the undowned queen, and who is the best to do it, if not Bad? Both are actually very good at survival, can fight and can farm quick. Bad would also be able to play along with Sunny and her pretend games along the way, which are a big self-defense mechanism for her (mermaid Lenay as one of the examples).

Empanada – Tubbo

Though a lot of the Eggs are very smart, I think Em is one of the few that can not only keep up with Tubbo (considering that there’s no Create), but also keep him in check and smack some sense into him when he is getting carried away. And Tubbo really needs people like that around him to use his skills on maximum. After all, he is arguably the strongest person on the Soulfire, particularly because he is incredibly smart. Both of them also have all the grounds covered and would be very efficient.

Pepito – Pac&Mike

I feel like Pac and Mike would do a great job being protectors of the babiest Egg out of them. And I think Pepito would enjoy their company a lot. Ngl out of all the ‘teams’ I think those 3 will have the most shenanigans, and I no doubt can see them getting jailed and escape somehow like Looney Toons characters lol. Once again, as a team they can fight and they can gather, so would be able to keep themselves alive.