#taking a chance and adding the tag

[genesisrecord]

so if hypothetically i tried to assimilate back into the lotf community on here would yall accept the island kids. (kinda complicated but they're basically my versions of the lotf charas turned into ocs... with different names and stuff. but also sometimes i pretend they're the characters from the book... its confusing.)

[bamsara]

trying to figure out if the continued nausea is related to intense stress and travel schedule or something simple like food poisoning or an infection

[purrpl-png]

part 1 of drawing random cookies (inbox is open, feel free to request)

ive been playing a lot of crk lately its holding me on chokehold istg anyway i love golden cheese so much i bought 2 keychains with her lol

[neil-neil-orange-peel]

I was thinking to myself recently how wild it would be if this fandom was big enough to do a kinktober. Alas...

[an-albino-pinetree]

🚨MINORS DNI!

LOOK AWAY CHILDREN

Yep-

let’s see how long this stays up /j

Warnings: Nsft, Angry fucc’n, you offer to help a real mad guy blow off some steam, mean dirty talk, C!Jax being real unhinged in general, painplay, masochism, bruises, angsty text, the lad’s workin’ through some stuff /j

Consent was given prior to this exchange (shown in the silly drawing), however this does read kind of like non/con/dub/con, so if you’re uncomfortable with that side of fanfic in the slightest, I would sit this one out.

I think this is.. the closest to canon—

So,.. haet focc -

[evulosie]

     𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑶⠀𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬⠀𝑪𝑼𝑷𝑪𝑨𝑲𝑬𝑺 !!⠀⠀it's 𝗞𝗥𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗘⠀—⠀28 year old long-time-roleplayer who can never quite stay away from Tumblr, here today to offer you all with a LUTE / EVE roleplay blog from Amazon's Prime series, HAZBIN HOTEL ...     𝜑𝜀𝛼𝘩,⠀𝜑𝜎𝜇⠀𝑟𝜀𝛼𝜕⠀𝜏𝘩𝛼𝜏⠀𝑟𝜄𝑔𝘩𝜏 !!     this blog explores one of fandom's many theories in which Lute is Eve in disguise,⠀⠀—⠀⠀totally cool if that's not everyone's cup of tea, but for those who are interested...⠀⠀please take this humble half-assed dash promo as me getting my foot in the door.     if you would be so kind, please give this post a 🩷 / ↻ for me to check out your blog !!    would love to get some interactions going !     while you're at it,     i implore you to look at my pinned post,     if you would be so kind !

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[adelaidedrubman]

wednesday is my favorite wip

i was tagged by my dears @inafieldofdaisies @direwombat @socially-awkward-skeleton @corvosattano @nightbloodbix @shallow-gravy @unholymilf @deputyash to share a wip and i am truly doing it on a wednesday!

closing the polls at [checks clock] 9:56 PM and declaring the john waxing poetic over jessie amateur stitch work from hl&s chapter 4 the winner. warnings on that front for some blood and injury descriptions + unsafe medical care performed by a nonprofessional without consent, don’t try this at home + john being genuinely so normal about this (normal = pervasive sense of sexual tension, implied sadomasochism, idle romanticized thoughts of bodily harm, vague references to the need to cut something up) + finding stop/start points to make the excerpt a reasonable length was challenging so also just flow awkwardness warning

He shuddered with the deep, stinging pain the puncture brought, tears gathering back at the corner of his eyes. “Why would you —”

“Got no choice but to hold still, now that I’m already in,” she replied in disinterested monotone before he could even finish the question, an easy shrug of her toned shoulders accompanying the fluid pull of fishing line to lace the torn edges of flesh together, its transparent thread dyed a slick red with his blood on the exit. “You would have never agreed to it, if I’d warned you first.”

“I don’t agree to it now,” he hissed through gritted teeth, reaching forward to grab her arm as if to push her away. 

She looked up at him with a challenging, expectant stare, the poke of the barb back into his skin saying it all — there was no going back now, he’d still be left with a hook buried in his stomach to deal with on his own, if he didn’t allow her the privilege. 

He dug his fingers into the muscle of her arm harder, hoping to at least make her flinch. 

He failed, he saw, her eyes dropping back to his middle as she pulled the fishing line through again, the noise falling from her lips not the pained scream he’d hoped to elicit, but a breathy rasp almost low enough to sound gentle hitting his ears. “Hold tight if you need to,” she said with a quick flex of her bicep beneath his vice grip. “We got two purl left.”

Increasing the pressure of his hold felt far less satisfying, done as acceptance of a willing offer rather than retaliation — more frustrating still, he had to admit there was something almost comforting to it, the sturdiness of her presence in his hand as pain throbbed in heavy pulses through his abdomen. 

Her stubborn domineering; her bitter, apathetic detachment even as she drove a hook through the gash in his stomach — he had to admit for all their undeniable repulsiveness, the traits also gave her a certain (he cursed the nautical pun) anchoring quality. 

But every anchor could be pulled from its place sunk into mud with enough force, he mused to himself, pressing harder against the firm muscle of her arm with a simple, innate curiosity fluttering itself awake in his chest, a drive to test and play with her limits. He couldn’t quite tell if it was the pleasantness of the distraction or merely the surge of adrenaline finally doing its job, but he seemed to reach that familiar eye in the storm, the point of exhilaration where pain whipped and twisted itself into euphoria in its frenzied eddy, just as he began to imagine what it might be like were their roles reversed. 

How much would it take to break her? Would she keep that same unshakeable calm, that breezy yet grounded stoicism were he the one burying hooks into her skin? Or would she shatter and wilt at the harm she was so willing to inflict turned back on her? 

And would she cling to him, the way he did to her? If she did, would it be in defeat, or embrace? 

His hand trembled from how tightly it clenched her arm. Her own fingers stilled, eyes flicking up to his face briefly — and it was only then that he realized he’d been softly smiling down at her all the while; that the hand not clasping her arm had buried its fingers in her hair, a thumb resting gently atop her cheek. 

sending tags out to @henbased @florbelles @belorage @poetikat @derelictheretic @schoute @just-another-wasteland-merc @blissfulalchemist @voidika @captastra @confidentandgood @shellibisshe @professorpineapple @strangefable @stacispratt @orionlancasterr @v0idbuggy @jackiesarch @nuclearstorms @strafethesesinners @firstaidspray @clicheantagonist @simplegenius042 @miyabilicious @ladyofedens-blog @thedeadthree @cassietrn @trench-rot @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @g0dspeeed + this will be my last time trying to summon the tag list from my mind palace, so last call to drop your like or reply HERE to be tagged moving forward! (or don’t, or unlike at your leisure, switching over because i want it to be chill no pressure) 

[theflyingfeeling]

so idk if anyone remembers anymore but some time ago I described a fic idea in the tags of a post (and then elaborated the idea in a later ask) regarding Olli/Aleksi falling for each other while still being in relationships respectively... yeah, I kinda ended up writing something based off that thought and I just uploaded the first chapter on AO3, I hope y'all will be cool about it 👉👈

[dirtytransmasc]

self indulgent got concept.

Ned brings Jon home, Cat hates the boy, everything stays the same... until Robert Baratheon is charging through the halls of Winterfell looking for the babe, ready to butcher the poor thing where he lay helpless in his cradle.

in a matter of moments Catelyn learns three things:

The babe was never a bastard, Ned had only lied to her to protect Jon, and that she would die before she let Robert lay a finger on the babe she'd previously wished death upon.

cue Catelyn Stark snatching Jon from his cradle, holding him, protecting him, loving him as she would her own son, risking it all to keep him safe, all care for herself thrown to the wind.

like they say, what a mother's love holds no bounds, and what it makes her capable of had no limits.

[theyamjam]

just had a really odd nightmare where I was in a town haunted by an angry spirit that had magic similar to bill cypher’s and my parents picked me as the sacrifice (convinced me they’d come back and pick me up)

[crimson-catalyst]

(chanting) teeth teeth teeth teeth

this isnt everyone in the "oops all demons" story group lmao but its a nice showcase of some of the variation their species can display!

teeth arrangement can vary based on genetics or demon type. kazzie is an outlier as a necromancer (they can rearrange their teeth and most are not original), but DJ's wolfish setup is thanks to being a beast demon, and Clarion and Tyr both have the slender long fangs of fallen angels

[itsforeating]

sorry that im so bad at smoking weed that im shaking and gagging and crying do you still think im hot

[rexscanonwife]

"I can fix him" this and "I can make him worse" that

I can inadvertently become one of the many mistakes he made that tragically lead to his downward spiral 😳

[chick-it-out]

ok!!! !!!

etiquette question for tunglr:

[iri-desky]

GET KOSA TRENDING.

STOP SCROLLING NOW!

AS OF FEBRUARY 21ST, 2024, WE GOT FIVE DAYS UNTIL THE DAY OF DECISION OF THE KOSA BILL, WHICH WILL CAUSE MASS CENSORSHIP ROUND THE INTERNET IF PASSED. WE NEED EVERYONE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS AND CONTRIBUTE. I'M NOT GIVING UP ON YOU ALL.

(IMPORTANT UPDATE: Kosa will not necessarily pass on the 26th. It only has the support to pass in Senate, and we STILL HAVE TIME. That being said, time is of the essence.)

WE'RE DOWN TO THE WIRE BUT WE CAN'T GIVE UP YET. IF WE GIVE UP, EVERYTHING IS OVER. IF WE DON'T, AT LEAST WE HAVE A CHANCE.

I'M THE ONE WHO SOUNDED THE ALARM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO CURL UP AND DIE YET.

Reblog this post in every LEGAL way you can under the Tumblr guidelines with the appropriate tags. TELL AND TAG EVERYONE YOU KNOW, then add the tags to see below... and more if you can think of any complying.

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We won't let this stand any longer. Let's start a riot and get this trending.

[funsizedcrow]

gonna be on vacation for the next few days...hopefully the linktober posts will post when they are supposed to.