#sorry i'm a major tag rambler

[cardiac-arresting-sweetheart]

i'm interested in the book you're writing... tell me more :3

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eeehehhe i'm happy to share :3 !!!!!,,, i'm glad u asked,, umm okay so .

tw SH, talk of Bad mental health, dark topics, r4pe is mentioned, uhh bigotry

i dunno if i've posted about him before but the main character is named soren harlow (god i'm gonna have to delete this post at some point because i'm sharing a lot of Information here) he's a trans boy with like... these are my guesses: (c-)ptsd, maybe DID or OSDD, panic disorder or generalized anxiety disorder, somewhere on the schizophrenia spectrum, bipolar i, bpd, narcissistic traits, and an eating disorder . he's... quite mentally Unwell lol (just like me real ^_^) and literally the story starts with him Cutting Himself. (interesting hook, azrael...) and then it's... him going to a grocery store and losing his shit . . . !

Anyway. i haven't planned super far ahead though i have a vague vision for the ending; i'm still working on outlining everything. but i know there will be possession and there may already have been possession ... :) . and i have the main like... harmful spirit character planned out in my head already. very excited to introduce em... but it'll be later in the story.

and the other characters um!! they're named florencia and andrew, they're kind of... major assholes at the start of the story, like andrew immediately misgenders soren in a weird like nice guy way HAHAHAHA... it's so bad, i hate both of them at the start, but they'll have development. Oh and florencia calls soren Slurs BYE um. florencia's definitely worse than andrew, andrew's just kinda.... stupid... and ignorant. but they're all depressed as hell. my goal with those two is to make their dynamic so ridiculous that they become tolerable for the comedy relief factor... i hope i can pull it off.

ALSO FLORENCIA IS GENDERFLUID which... is really funny to me, considering she CALLS SOREN SLURS AT THEIR FIRST INTRODUCTION AND HAS A LOT OF .. EXTERNALIZED .. TRANSPHOBIA .. yeah.

i will fix them (through a lot of hard work) i swear. they have to suffer a lot though ^_^ but poor soren (he is doomed by the narrative) . ..

i hope that makes... any sense. ^^; it's fun to talk about yayy

whew that took like ~10 minutes to write my response,,, oops

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Vol 26

Howdy!

I am still on soft hiatus, but I think I've read enough over the last few weeks to do one of these. Apologies if I read your fic and it's not on here, I had to kind of dig around to find what I read since I wasn't keeping track.

I have 16 fics for you this week. I'm just pasting in the author provided summary and warnings instead of my usual nonsense bc I still don't have the mental capacity to do that.

As always you can find all of my fic recs here and feel free to tag me in your fics and I'll add them to my tbr!

Recs below the Pedro (a drawing of Pedro as Reed Richards by justralphy on instagram)

The Clink a Javi P one shot by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Summary: Prison Guard Javi Tags: DUBCON due to power imbalance (reader is an inmate and cannot legally consent), oral sex m!receiving, unprotected PIV, creampie

The Sweepstakes a series of one shots by @katareyoudrilling

Summary: A collection of standalone one-shots featuring various Pedro boys. A popular porn site runs a contest for viewers to win a night with their favorite porn star. Tags: Unprotected PiV (paperwork is involved), oral sex (m and f receiving), kink negotiation, some choking and breath play

A Very Furby Christmas a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

Summary: it’s christmas eve 1998 and joel miller thinks everything is perfect. well, until his brother admits he didn’t get sarah the one present she wanted - the furby. now, joel has to go out on christmas eve to find the year’s hottest toy that’s been sold out for months. turns out, you’re on the same mission. and you’ve both found the last furby in town. Tags: pre-outbreak, no use of y/n, holiday/christmas fic, the last toy trope, no smut, age gap - not explicitly specified but joel is 31 and reader is mid-20s, the great miller gingerbread construction competition, operation get sarah miller a furby, some kissing.

To Touch Darkness a Din one shot by @djarincore

Summary: Din becomes possessed by the darksaber, forcing all of his darkest fears and deepest desires to manifest in a way that threatens to consume you. Tags: dark, dubcon, biting, blood, oral (m/f receiving), hair pulling, rough sex, overstimulation, possessive behavior, name calling, dirty talk, breeding kink, breath play, degradation, unprotected PIV, manhandling, mainly smut

All Mouth a Max Phillips one shot by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: max phillips and prompt no. nine— "you look so pretty like this." with a twist! Tags: reader is not American/not an "American vampire", porn with mild plot, pet names (honey, baby, sweetie, Maxxie), all the usual vampire genre warnings, including but not limited to - graphic blood and gore, cannibalism, mention of scars, horror themes, love as consumption, smut - mommy kink, degradation (max gets called a slut), cock slapping, dacryphilia, orgasm denial, handjob, alcohol mention, fluff.

Sated a Joel one shot by @softlyspector

Summary: Joel just wants you to eat well Tags: love as being consumed, blood drinking, smut from start to finish (piv, f!receiving oral, fingering), Joel's praise kink, talk of eating, consuming, drinking, hunger, etc, vampires you get it.

When My Time Comes Around a Joel series by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Summary: You’ve spent much of the time since the outbreak began alone and isolated. Until, one day, you come upon a man dying in the snow. You save his life and in return, he saves yours. Tags: canon divergence, detailed canon typical violence, detailed descriptions of blood and injuries and wound care, major character death, child loss, grief, suicidal ideation, THERE WILL BE A HAPPY ENDING but it will take a while to get there, ANGST, major angst and this is going to be VERY SAD for a while and I am sorry about making you sad kinda

Uncut a Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: You give Din his first blowjob and he’s insecure about a little secret he’s been keeping. Tags: no physical description used for Reader, porn with little plot, uncircumcised!Din, shy!Din, oral sex (M receiving), body worship, pet names (baby for Din, cyar’ika for you), cum eating, no use of y/n

The Watch a Joel one shot by @justagalwhowrites

Summary: You try to do something kind for Joel but things backfire in a way you never expected. Tags: SMUT! Canon-typical violence. I did almost no proofing on this so... ya know. Basically no age-gap, reader is 3 years younger than Joel. No use of Y/N. Minors DNI 18+ only

The Checklist a Joel series by @thetriumphantpanda

Summary: Your new boyfriend Joel finds your hidden stash of porn, full of pages with their corners folded over, marking the things you like the most. Expecting him to feel bad about finding things you're into, things you haven't asked for from him, you're surprised when he offers to help you tick them off. This is basically just a kink fest. Tags: Explicit smut, oral sex, established relationship, orgasm denial, breath play, rough sex, exhibitionism, overstimulation, temperature play, free use, bondage, anal play, porn without much plot. Please see individual chapters for additional warnings. No Outbreak AU. No use of Y/N.

Sexfiles.mp3 a Tim Rockford one shot by @beskarandblasters

Summary: You’re a true crime podcaster and you land the interview of your dreams with Detective Tim Rockford. What will happen when you two are alone in the studio after the interview is done? Tags: F!Reader, uneven power dynamic (Tim is a guest on Reader’s show) pet names, oral sex (M and F receiving), semi public sex (I think), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, drinking, no use of y/n

Lover, Be Sweet a Marcus Pike series by @idolatrybarbie

Summary: the beautiful evolution of your relationship with fairfax county's newest and cutest resident. Tags: social isolation, touch starvation, alcohol, themes of alienation, allusions to failed relationships, self doubt, light angst, fluff, anxiety, smut

Just a Taste a Joel one shot by @covetyou

Summary: Joel helps you clean up a mess. Tags: daddy kink, cuckolding, creampie, cum eating, oral (f receiving), vaginal fingering, male masturbation, one single pussy slap, rimming if you squint, pet names (baby, sweetheart), dd/lg vibes, established relationship, mention of original male character.

Crawling Back to You a Dieter one shot by @prolix-yuy

Summary: Have you no idea that you're in deep? (it's incubus!Dieter, friends) Tags: religious corruption kink, bastardizing prayers, brief drug use, mentions of alcohol consumption, grinding, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, breaking a hymen, descriptions of blood, biting and drawing blood, pheromone incubus anatomy, size difference/kink like whoa, monster transformation, monster fucking, PiV sex, wildly unrealistic sex, kind of dubious consent in the way that she has no idea what she's getting into so Dieter checks in A LOT, consent is sexy and monsters especially should ask for it, Reader has no idea what she's doing when it comes to summoning an incubus.

New in Town a Joel series by @justagalwhowrites

Summary: When you move to Austin for work, your best friend Sarah recommends that you hang out with her dad, Joel, to get to know the area. Sarah just never mentioned the fact that her dad is just your type. Tags: Contractor Joel, No outbreak, Joel is reader's best friend's dad, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, protected sex, Age Gap

Point A to Point B a Din series by tothestrongones (AO3)

Summary: Escorting a former Empire prisoner of war to a Rebel Alliance safe zone? It should be a piece of cake. Absolutely no problems whatsoever. Tags: Slow Burn, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Praise Kink, Sexual Tension, Amnesia, Hurt/Comfort, Touch-Starved, Smut, Mutual Pining, Peril, Violence, Flashbacks, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Dirty Talk, Angst, Implied/Referenced Torture, Canon Divergence, Mando is Very Religious

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I'm very happy to tentatively be back in this space. i missed you guys a lot. I'm kind of reworking how I do things here - not putting so much pressure on myself to put things out and be present and read every single thing I can. I have a life and it's a busy one and I can't spend all my time here (unfortunately) but that doesn't mean I have to leave completely. I'll still do these... weekly-ish. Love y'all

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Happy Reading!

[vickyvicarious]

max and the way after midnight visitor (bmw 1)

So last weekend I decided to check back in on Paranatural for the first time in years... such a good move. Still my favorite by far. And hey, I’m apparently back just in time for bullymagnet week, which wasn’t even a thing before. My timezones may be a little off, not quite sure, but this is for day one - night.

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Max wakes up at 4:17 AM to the familiar sound of ol’ Hissin’ Pete freaking out. He groans, rolling over to put a pillow on top of his head, only to bolt upright when he rolls right onto his fractured arm.

“FLIPPIN’ HECK,” he screams through gritted teeth, curling over it.

“Mister Max! Are you okay?” PJ inquires, looming out of the darkness with a nightmare grin. Max means that literally. He’s had nightmares about that grin.

It does look a little more nervous than usual this time, though. He squints, honestly just to get a better look in the darkness, but PJ immediately quails before his face, admitting, “I’m sorryyyy, it was me that got Hissin’ Pete going but I only did it because a weird kid on your roof threatened to punch Lefty!”

“…What,” Max starts, only to be interrupted by none other than Johnny Jhonny swinging in through his window roaring a battlecry. PJ squeaks and vanishes through the floor. Hissin’ Pete hisses louder, before PJ reaches an arm up through the floor and yanks him away too.

“IS THAT BLOB ON YOU AGAIN MAX I SWEAR I’LL PUNCH IT REEEEEEAL GOOD BOI,” Johnny – threatens? Promises? …Consoles?

“Guess my clock’s three minutes slow,” Max mutters to himself, too worn out at this point to even bother with being shocked. Honestly, Johnny swinging through his window at four in the morning threatening to punch stuff is perfectly in character. The real question is how he even knows where Max lives.

“How do you even know where I live?” Max asks. Johnny blinks, and stops punching at the air in favor of approaching the bed to look down at him.

“Yeah so after hitball this girl comes up all wantin’ me to break in and steal your secrets or whatever so she can double-blackmail ya. Said she’d pay me with three stars. So I said sure an’ she showed me your ack-e-dem-ick files, son.” Johnny grins, bright and manic even in the darkness. “You got an A in three classes last year? NERRRRD.”

There’s only one girl who would ever offer to pay the school bully to break into his house and steal double-blackmail on him in the dead of night when he’s just been injured. Suzy, you monster.

“Oh yeah, I’m real lame. I can do basic math and everything: breaking in plus stealing plus phone call to the cops equals juvie.” Max whips out his cell phone with, dare he say, a good bit of flair. It’s totally a bluff, and honestly a pretty weak retort regardless, but he’s not at the top of his game tonight, okay. Spectral hitball really takes it outta a guy.

“Oi oi oi, gimme that,” Johnny hisses though, and leaps on the bed to snatch the phone out of Max’s hand and hurl it across the room. It crashes into the wall with an audible CRACK.

Max stares in utter disbelief.

“WHAT WAS THAT FOR,” he yells indignantly, attempting to sit up further.

Johnny smacks a hand across his mouth, shoving him all the way back down into his pillow with embarrassing ease.

“SHHHHH,” he shushes, extremely loudly. “Don’t wanna wake yer folks, man.”

“Muh dah whlld mmfp frh uh nuhclr uhfalt,” Max complains through the fingers over his face.

“Don’t believe ya,” Johnny grins (of course he would speak perfect muffled-ese), and then just sits down so he’s straddling Max’s stomach, making it a little hard to breathe and also bringing back war flashbacks to their fight in the hallway a few days ago. His other hand swings down to hold Johnny’s right arm down as well with, again, embarrassing ease. “Anyway, you were gonna sell me out to the swine. Backstabber.”

Fed up with not being able to retort (finally, his brain’s kicking back into gear, and he’s got a real good one about bacon up a plan), Max licks Johnny’s hand.

Far from being phased, Johnny just leans in closer, grins the kind of grin that should come with its own tire-screech soundtrack, and licks the back of his own hand.

“WH TH FLPP,” Max protests, because what. Johnny’s nose was almost touching his, their eyes were meeting, for a moment he honestly just can’t breathe because what was that?!

“Little spittle never scared m-e…” Johnny brags, losing steam about halfway through and just staring at Max with wide eyes. It’s hard to tell in the darkness, but his cheeks look red. Could he really… be realizing what a dumbass he’s being?

“Uh here talk,” Johnny yelps, sitting up and yanking his hand back like it’s been burned. He’s even flapping it in the air, there’s spit flying off, it’s just. It’s gross.

“It’s kinda hard to stab someone in the back when they broke into your house to steal from you, dude,” Max says, choosing to just let that whole licking thing go. Never mention it again. “Also, that makes two of my most treasured belongings you’ve stolen and destroyed forever.”

“I. Uh. Sh-shut up, you’re too beholden to the Man! I just saved you from yourself!”

“What does that even mean?”

“I dunno. Stephen always says it and sounds mega turbo cool though. Don’t get all beholden to the Man, man. ‘S bad for the liver.”

Max is sleep-deprived, his arm aches, he’s pretty sure there’s some spit on his face, plus Johnny is sitting on his gut telling him not to trust the government – he just. He can’t help it.

At first it’s just a huff. And then… really, it stays just a huff, because Johnny’s heavy and it hurts to breathe too much, but he’s grinning and laugh-huffing and up above him Johnny’s eyes get really wide and that makes Max laugh even more.

“K-kid, stop. Stoppit,” Johnny protests weakly. His mouth is moving kinda slow and his face looks all red again, and Max physically couldn’t stop if you paid him three Starchman stars, oh geez.

Then Johnny smacks him swiftly (yet somehow gently?) in the face.

“I SAID STOP, BOYO,” he roars. “D-don’t you be mirthin’ at me!”

“I’ll mirth wherever I please,” Max scowls. A bit of a grin’s still fighting its way out of his mouth, though. “It’s my bedroom.”

“I – I am gonna lick your face next time,” Johnny threatens. “Right all up on your forehead. Don’t test me.”

“…Well, I believe that,” Max concludes after a disturbed moment. “Fine. I’ll be mad at you again, happy?”

“NO.”

“Well then whaddaya want?! I don’t just keep blackmail lying around my room, okay?” (Max is very pointedly not thinking about the open drawer full of days-of-the-week underwear his dad bought to torture him but which he actually wears sometimes because Laundry Days suck and yet are still too far and few between. At least he wears them on the wrong days, but still.)

“Huh?” Johnny blinks down at him in complete bafflement for a minute, before his expression clears. “Psht, nah man, you think I care about that? I just wanted to know where ya rest yer noggin.”

“…so you don’t want to blackmail me for Suzy?”

“Why would I do that when I can just punch you in your face if I feel like it?” Johnny asks, with apparently genuine interest in the answer.

“I – I guess no reason,” Max admits, torn between basking in someone not trying to blackmail him, or sweating at the implication Johnny’s about to punch him in his face.

“Nah man, I’m just here to sign your cast,” Johnny continues nonchalantly, reaching into a pocket and emerging with a full rainbow of sharpies splayed between his fingers. “Gotta come quick. Early squirrel gets the birdseed, an’ all.”

“I. What – why?”

“Cuz.”

There’s really no arguing with that kind of logic.

“Okay, fine, I guess,” Max agrees, and shoves at Johnny with his good arm until the guy’s scooched off him enough that he can sit up and grab his lamp. It turns on with a cheery, ‘I’ll brighten up your day!’ and reveals Johnny’s eyes gleaming at his arm with a disturbing amount of focus.

“………this snow’s already trode on, yo,” he mutters with clear disappointment.

Max peers down at his arm. On it is a love heart with a doodle of his dad’s face inside, and the word lame from Zoey.

“Yeah, my family are pretty, uh, squirrely,” he agrees. “Feel free to cover them up. Especially the heart one. Please cover up the heart one.”

Somewhat cheered by this, Johnny whistles. Twirling the sharpies between his fingers, he bites at a sparkly orange one to yank the cap off with his teeth.

“Yer about to see a master at work, so listen close,” he says nonsensically, then goes to town.

Max wakes up in the morning to sunlight in his eyes, Johnny’s feet on his neck, and his dad beaming down at him from the doorway.

“Aww, sonbeam, you don’t have to sneak your friends over for sleepovers,” he coos.

“Rghrrmffo ‘way,” Max retorts, wittily.

He squirms loose from the death-cuddle Johnny has on his ankles after about seven minutes of mortal combat, then climbs over the bully and leaves the room to get dressed, all without interrupting Johnny’s snores once. In the bathroom, Max does his business, gets dressed, brushes his teeth and his hair and basically just avoids looking at his arm a lot until PJ peers over his shoulder like a total creep and makes excited noises.

“That looks s-so cool, Maxeus!” he exclaims, so fired up that he appears to be testing out weird nicknames and everything. Lefty, rising through the sink, gives a thumbs up.

Finally he looks down at his cast. Max slowly smiles.

“Yeah,” he says, looking at the brightly colored picture of him and Johnny riding on the back of what he assumes is a Burnhound, since it’s on fire and appears to be eating some kind of electric lizard. Johnny’s name is in big, bold letters above this, along with the letters MVP, but there’s also a bunch of random doodles too, of fists and explosions and a can of soup and his baseball hat, and even something that kinda looks like a doctopus if he squints a little to the left. Johnny has also, for no apparent reason, drawn himself with his gang of friends on the back of Max’s cast, in what looks like one of their friendship fusion moves.

The art is not great. The colors are garish. There’s basically no space left on the cast for anyone else to write anything, unless their handwriting is really tiny, and Max had been kinda planning on letting Isaac sign it first to show they were still cool, if he asked. That’s sort of a pointless idea now.

Still…

“Yeah, it’s pretty neat,” Max agrees with PJ, before filling a glass of cold water to go throw at Johnny’s face. He tries to contain his smile at the way the guy leaps into instant murderous alertness, but he can’t completely stop it and, weirdly enough, Johnny stops choking blankets to grin back at him once he notices.

“Not bad,” Max admits, lifting his cast.

“Yer welcome, birdseed,” Johnny replies, before climbing back out the window and vanishing into the woods instead of staying for cereal like a normal person.

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

As a guy, i'm not comfortable around this "Horny & Pervert" kind of people too. It's not like i hate them or something. It just- for example, i have this 4 guys who always surrounded me. When i try to talk something serious or just trying to chill with them, they responded with 'dirty' things. And it's not even in 'kidding' context. (If they're just kidding, maybe i can still tolerate that a bit. Just a little. But unfortunately, it's not). And when i try to remind them not to talk about people like that, they switched and become rude. Telling me i'm not fun, not normal, and even a fag, etc. And i just like-- Bruh, you just sexualize someone. And they even can talk like that all day long, i swear. Then, when i try to stay away from them, they always pulled me back in. So, i don't have a choice but listening to them sexualize everyone (mostly girls) non stop. No games, no musics, no chills, no other topics. I can't even understand them at all. What's so appealing about sexualize someone?.

And also, when some authors forgot to tag their fics as mature and all, it kinda upset me. It feels like: When i'm already halfway into the stories and got attached, then suddenly the plot escalated into something more without a warning before (Or tags), it puts me in doubt. If i continue this, i'll feel internally disturbed. But if i didn't continue this, i'm afraid i can't relate in the next chapters. "Did i miss some important points?", "Did i miss some important conversations in those spicy chapter?", And etc.

Oh, i almost forgot. So.. there's this one time when i asked an Author in certain fandom to put mature tags that related to some spicy things, nicely, but the respond i got was the author being so harsh. Like, "Dude, really?. If you put the tags in or at least a warning on the top of your fics, i won't be here and won't even asked at all".

What's wrong with people today?.

You have a good day!. Sorry for rambling too much 😅.

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This was my life in school growing up. Like, as weird as I was overall, I think a major part of why I was such an outcast was because was we got older, as we got into middle school and so on, everyone began trying to act like their perception of grown-ups. Cursing, talking about sex, and all of that. I felt so disconnected and was probably viewed as an immature loser because I didn’t just immediately take to all of that. And yeah, the typical default was to assume I was gay. As if that was something to be ashamed of, as if a lack of interest in sex with girls can only ever mean you secretly want boys. Like no, I don’t want anyone. But it took me years to realize and accept that about myself. Like you, I’ll never understand the appeal of sexualizing another person, and I can only imagine how they would feel about it. 

Tagging is important. Tagging can range from just being polite, so that people don’t have to come across “indecent” content if they don’t want to...to actually being a seriously needed warning if your work contains content that could trigger someone’s past. There’s no real way to know, because you’re likely to get all different kinds of readers in a best case scenario. There’s no way to be sure, and it’s not your business anyway. But it’s so easy to avoid the problem if you just tag your work or, barring that, put a warning ahead of chapters that have particular content. I understand people being protective of their work, but tagging is like giving it a Rating. It’s just something you’re expected to do, and there’s a good reason for it. Please, don’t apologize for rambling! I am a professional rambler and I welcome you into the club!