#to be fair though. no amount of trying to communicate with her about why i was exiting out friendship hard and fast would have

[foxcassius]

i understand intellectually that those "asking people for help is better for the other people than flailing and drowning and refusing to let people help you" posts are inherently true statements. but i struggle to actually hold to them in real life which i think is bc of my former best friend constantly refusing to do things for me that i did for her. not necessarily the whole time but definitely around the time she stopped referring to me as her friend and started referring to me as her roommate, which, telling i guess. i just remember there were one or two days when i was in university that she asked me to wake up at like 5 or 6 am and drive her to her job in fort worth or somewhere before i went to my full day of university classes and work. and i did. because how else would she get there. and then a couple months later i was having car problems and i asked her to, for one day, drop me off at the university before she went to work. didn't ask her to edit her schedule in a major way, was fine being dropped off at like 6 am hours before any of my classes would start. she had to drive like right past the school anyway. and she said no. because she didn't want to wake up like 20 minutes earlier to account for the minor detour. and i know i should just accept to myself the fact that she was a selfish person, or maybe the nicer fact that she was drawing a boundary of some kind that just seemed really cold and heartless at the time. and i know i should do nice things for people without expecting anything in return in the first place. but thats like one example of the myriad things she did that did sort of make me go well. i guess people arent willing to help you. even people you still autistically think are your best friend because they never told you they weren't. so i have a hard time asking for help not really because it makes me look stupid or anything but more because its a waste of time if people will say no and i have to find my own way anyway. the girl who lives in my building asked me to pick her up from the train station late one night which was fine but on the way back she was like "if you ever need me to come get you, just ask!" and i was like "okie :)" but i never have. because there's an overwhelming chance she will say no, in my mind. i know she's perfectly nice and logically there is no reason she would refuse if she was at home and available. but in my mind texting her to ask for it takes time and waiting for her response takes time and i dont want to stand around in the cold just for her to say no when i can powerwalk up the mountain in ten minutes. conversely i am decent at asking my family for help because i know that due to the laws of whatever sibling relationship they feel we have, my brother saying no to a request doesnt mean he's backing out of our siblingship. and my dad saying no to a request doesnt mean he is backing out of his fatherhood. those are not things you can just back out of, i guess, to me. but her saying no to me over and over about everything was the main indicator of her backing out of our friendship that i was too idiot (undiagnosed autistic) to realize. so i kept doing things for her when she asked and she kept refusing me when i was in need. anyway this has been an episode of Therapy With Myself, tune in next time for. how to drop people with no warning because you finally realized they are treating you badly and maybe you should get better at communicating why you are dropping someone to them before you do it.

[bunnwich]

Okay I’m assuming that the other long ass ask you mentioned was about the Halloween event too and your take on it so fair warning, this will also be about that and will also probably be long. I only play en and try to avoid spoilers but also I love the lion man so I got some of that anyway. But you really hit on a lot of points that I feel are important when people wanna flatten Leona’s character to 2D (even though he is literally 2D I guess), but what we’re seeing now in terms of “Leona chugs respect women juice and hates men” feels like just another iteration of “lazy lion man is lazy and doesn’t wanna do anything.”

And about Leona respecting a potential friend or partner regardless of gender, it’s like two weird sides of the same coin where people will say he hates men but it feels almost infantilizing toward women (Sally specifically in this case) about him being kind to her BECAUSE she is a woman. No! He likes her because she is smart and cunning and clever and will do whatever it takes to get what she wants (poisoning someone to get to freedom)- all things Leona values, and I think there’s probably a certain amount of “finally, my kind of person” with some of the closer analogues I feel being Leona mentoring Jamil and pushing him to go after what he wants as well as letting Yuu “bully” him into helping with Azul because dammit Yuu is using everything at their disposal and figured out the trick to Azul’s contracts, both of which are worthy of respect (and it lets him destroy his own contract). I’ve lost my train of thought a smidge but yes, it’s not about respecting women specifically or a matriarchal society, it’s about being around someone he actually vibes with and respect

Switching topics but yeah, he IS a hypocrite! He’s calling out Skully’s not seeking consent specifically because the behavior annoyed him as a whole, not just the consent part. And possibly Yuu’s or anyone else’s reaction of “oh how gentlemanly” too. I feel like that one goes back to his tendency to seek any and every advantage or whatever he can use to get the result he wants. In this case, he wants Yuu to not be overly impressed or even annoyed with Skully, and that’s the way to get the result.

Okay last one but yes it is so cute to get to see Leona a bit softer and kinder since it’s such a rare sight in twst. There’s this kind of vindication too, at least for me, to see what as so obviously there to me out in the open for once.

Leona has always been soft…but not a gentleman.

HI ANON!! Actually, the other ask was not about the event but honestly, I get why you would think that. (I get Leona asks a lot about different things :3c DFGHJ)

“Leona chugs respect women juice and hates men” feels like just another iteration of “lazy lion man is lazy and doesn’t wanna do anything.”

YEAH YEAH I think I see what you mean with this. I have a couple of thoughts on that tbh- 

Ppl get excited about a character they like and then they end up saying/joking about things without thinking about other ppl in the fandom who are different from them. Which…is fine to a degree but fandom is a community (or supposed to be) AND masc/nonbinary (and/or those with those types of OCs) often ALREADY get left out of fandom content and end up feeling like they aren’t “as valid” as femme folk and their OCs.

The other thing may be that some of these ppl feel in order to “justify” liking this “flawed character” that they MUST sanitize aspects of them. And turning Leona into a “squeaky clean feminist” suddenly and “consent” king is their way of flattening his character in order to make him safer to like?? Or like a vindication for him liking their femme OCs over a masc one?

Maybe I’m wrong, but those are my thoughts.

To your second point, YES EXACTLY!! I have always felt like Leona takes a soft spot for the MC in Chapter 3 and even somewhat for Jamil in Chapter 6 when he sees aspects of himself in him. And I feel like I never see ppl bringing that up about Chapter 3 especially. 

In the manga, you can see how delighted Leona is when Yuuta figures out the secret to Azul’s Unique Magic. He respects Yuuta's tenacity and even though he “says” he only helps because he wants his personal contact destroyed, I have always believed that that is just a part of it. I think he genuinely grows to like the MC more and actions speak louder than words. If he TRULY wanted to be rid of Yuuta or the MC in the game…he would have thrown them out like he threatened to do from the beginning. He’s a pushover…for certain ppl ofc.

You can even see this with Ruggie as well. Leona “says” it’s only for his benefit but we KNOW that he helps Ruggie behind the scenes with his homework “gives him extra money” and hand-me-downs. If it was truly only a business relationship he wouldn’t bother. And in one of his birthday vignettes, Cater goes on about how much he obviously cares for his underclassmen.

I guess what is truly interesting to me is that I’ve ALWAYS known Leona has the ability for softness and kindness. And bc Sally is a sweetie and so cool and YES a lady I think he was just more open about being nicer to her. 

Let’s remember that Leona doesn't have a lot of ppl he's close to at Night Raven College, therefore we don’t get to see that side of him often.

Idk…I feel watering this all down to “Leona is just a feminist” and that is why he’s nice does as you say: infantilizes women AND waters down Leona’s capacity for said softness and kindness and just making it about “manners” he learned growing up, yk?

THANK YOU, HE IS A HYPOCRITE. Leona as much as I defend is…rude AF. He has touched people without consent in vignettes and in the past. So I agree with your interpretation. I think it could even be interpreted as jealousy if someone wants to go that route.  But is it bc he TRULY gaf about Scully's manners? idts

As we know, he’s blunt compared to many of the characters and according to Vil and others has terrible manners. In fact, this was brought up MANY times in the Tamashina Mina event and so I think more the scene with Sally was more to show that he CAN be kind and a gentleman…when he wants to. Rather than showing he’s a simp for women or w/e.

 I'm FINE with ppl saying he’s a feminist or respects women! I believe he does! That’s harmless but- 

I just wish that ppl wouldn’t use this as an excuse to put down others AND remember that Leona isn’t just kind to women. He may have been softer to Sally but he has always been a generous person to those he believes has potential and/or respect.

I agree, I loved seeing him in this! I hope to see more of this openness from him in the future. 

Like you, I feel like I always knew it was there and have been preaching it for years! I already knew he was capable of softness. I think we just got to see it so openly bc it was someone NOT from NRC. 

And IT IS a great vindication for me too! Leona was always big bro, soft for those he admires etc. And I think before it was hidden between the lines and now it’s just out in the open.

Thanks for this ask! I’m glad my yapping is understood and that you could relate to what I meant in my previous post about him.💚💚💚 TLDR;

[the-guilty-writer]

So Much

Request from anon: Hi if your comfortable with it do you think you could do like goth teen reader who scared to come out as gay to her father or the group. Who their father is doesn't really matter. I can barely find fics like this, and if your not comfortable with the topic that's completely fine. Thanks

Aaron Hotchner x teen!reader

Summary: reader comes out to their dad as gay and his reaction is not what they expected.

A/N: *extreme sarcasm* Gill writes a character differently than expected… no way?! In all seriousness though, my approach to Hotch’s reaction might be controversial, but I wanted to capture how I think he expresses love. There is a happy ending of course <3 and Happy Pride everybody. Everyone is welcome here and I care for every single one of you.

This is a request, but is a contribution to the PRIDE CHALLENGE

CW: Haley is reader’s mom and she is in here a fair amount but no mention of reader’s appearance, lots of up and down emotions, Hotch’s reaction could bring up feelings about the sad reality of the safety of the world for the LGBTQ+ community

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You looked yourself up and down in the mirror, trying your best to look casual. You forced your wringing hands to your sides, though they still trembled. A large exhale released some of the shoulder tension, but not enough. Any tell in your body language would be easily caught onto by your dad; Aaron Hotchner wasn't the BAU Unit Chief for nothing.

For weeks now, you’d been rehearsing the composition of your posture in front of a mirror while thinking about the words you were going to say. You had the speech perfected when you were staring at your bedroom ceiling in the dark alone. When you practiced it out-loud, you stumbled over a word or two, which was better than it had been at the beginning; your jaw would lock up in anxiety, unable to get out any words at all.

The first time they slipped past your lips, just for you, it had felt like freedom - in an empty school bathroom you looked yourself in the eyes.

“I’m gay.”

And just like that, the weight of the world had been lifted off your shoulders.

“I’m gay,” you had repeated to yourself, and that time it made you smile.

The time after that, it made you laugh. You said it until you were practically dancing alone in the space, feeling so light, so free after so long hiding who you were, even to yourself.

Coming out to someone for the first time wasn’t even on your mind when your best friend walked into the bathroom to find you. You’d been so high on joy that there was nothing stopping you from telling them, and having them join in on your dance. You considered yourself lucky that the first time happened on accident. There was no room to hide from at least one person in your life. You were met with their support and it seemed like it would have been easy to tell the other important people in your life.

It hadn’t been.

You weren’t sure why— you’d grown up in an open-minded, loving family. Not once had a seed of doubt been planted in your head that they would reject you, but there was always the dreaded what if? that crossed your mind. The infinitely small chance that it wouldn’t be okay to them held you back.

It felt silly - almost stupid - how many weeks it had taken to look at the photo of your mother that sat on your nightstand and whisper to her in a trembling voice, “Mom, I’m gay.”

She had been dead for years. There was no risk of disapproval, being looked at differently, even of her ever loving you less. But it was the first time coming out to someone felt like it mattered.

All you could do was hold the frame to your chest and cry silently in the dark, imagining that she was there to wrap you in her arms, hearing her sweet voice speak the last words she ever told you: “I love you so much.”

That was the silent promise you held onto as you padded silently past your brother’s room and to the living room. You settled your hand on the outside of your pants pocket where you had been carrying around a small picture of her for weeks now. I love you so much.

“Hey, Jack’s in bed and you don’t have school tomorrow, so I was thinking we could stay up late and watch a new movie.” Your dad came into the living room, dressed in a casual tee shirt and shorts, just like it was any other day. It wasn’t just any other day.

“Yeah, sounds good.” You swallowed down bile.

“You want popcorn?” he asked.

Part of you wanted to explode - to forego the monologue you’d been planning for weeks now. How could Hotch not see the stiffness to your posture and worry in your eyes? Could the man who profiled people for a living truly not see how his own child wasn’t acting normal? But all you could manage was a “Sure,” and he left for the kitchen.

The anger dissipated when he left, and you found yourself sitting on the couch, fumbling with the remote in shaking hands. You scrolled through the titles, landing on the one you wanted and sat. Never had you felt so stiff in your own home.

Your dad walked in with a bowl of popcorn in one hand and two cans of soda in the other. He handed one to you and you took it, murmuring a thanks under your breath. That’s when he paused.

“Are you okay?” He sat down next to you and put the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table.

In a sudden rush of anxiety, you grabbed it and wedged it into the small space between your leg and his, where it always was during movie nights so both of you could reach. Except now, you felt the need to have a physical barrier between the two of you. Maybe you felt the salty snack could soften the blow of what you were about to tell him, or maybe you just needed to feel that normalcy in case it changed everything.

“I’m uh-” the well scripted, even more well rehearsed words were nowhere to be found inside your head. You sighed. “Dad, I want to uh… tell you something.”

“What is it?” He was looking at you concerned. Still, Aaron Hotchner’s “look of concern” was ever intense. You thought about your mom’s gentle eyes, her soothing voice...

I love you so much.

“I’m gay.”

A beat of silence.

Numb anxiety caused you to turn to face your father, but you couldn’t read his expression, not with the surge of fear that had taken over your brain.

That moment seemed to last forever - you, staring at him, searching the line of his brow or the curve of his mouth for any reaction. Him, staring back at you…

“Are you okay?” he asked.

You blinked, taking a second to comprehend his words, working through the tension. “Uh, yes?”

“Has anyone tried to hurt you?” Your dad’s eyes shifted to gaze down your arms to your knuckles.

“What- no! Of course not.” You shifted in your seat and Hotch’s eyes came back to your face. “Dad, didn’t you hear what I just told you?”

“Yes,” he said. “I need to know that nobody has hurt you.” He paused. “The world isn’t always nice to people who don’t fit their ideals. You have to promise that you’ll call me if you ever feel like you’re in danger.”

And that was that - your father’s version of I love you so much:

I would die before I ever let someone hurt you simply for being you.

“I promise, dad,” you said, holding back tears, though a few must have slipped down your cheeks because he raised a gentle hand to wipe them away. “So you don’t- you aren’t-”

He shook his head. “I care that you’re happy, and that you’re safe.”

“I’m happy, dad,” you said, a genuine smile tugging at your lips. “And I’m safe.”

He wrapped a gentle arm around your shoulder and pulled you into a hug; the place you would always feel and be the most secure in the world.

“I love you,” you told him quietly.

“I love you too,” he whispered. “So much.”

[etoilesbienne]

I try to be a fair person I try to be understanding. but I am sick and tired of having to read about the many sins of Léa for being a whistleblower. People are straight up putting words in her mouth for things she did not say.

Frankly I'm a little appalled that the MCYT community can have a huge moment about the heavy amount of misogyny present in the space and come away with the take she didn't actually experience hate from the fan community. No the other admins didn't not experience hate, but she didn't say that. She said she received hate for being the first person to come out. Or how she was discredited repeatedly and the "Jay" document was used to shame her pointedly and make her out to be unreliable and "a hater." Gee whiz I wonder where I've heard "she's just hysterical and took things too seriously and is a vindictive person out to get others projects to fail." That sure sounds familiar. Especially in CC spaces pertaining to women. Why would she be exempt from misogyny at the hands of the fandom?

Though the way people behave about former admins expressing frustration at the lack of internal translation is making me crazy. There is nothing wrong with Quackity speaking his native language in a stream for announcement. None of these admins ever said he was at fault for speaking Spanish, they were criticizing the lack of internal communication outside of the streams, and the fact the studios had no official translators on payroll to help with communication issues between languages. They aren't asking for him to speak English, tbf most of these admins don't even have English as a first language, why would they want a stream in a different language they aren't fluent in? I don't think Léa was expecting Quackity to suddenly start speaking French. They're asking for translations in the languages they do speak so they can understand these important announcements about their jobs, because they were not receiving the information about these announcements any other way. To be honest it still boggles my mind, even after all of this, that QStudios never even had official translators to relay messages between Quackity to other streamers and admins. Regardless, I feel like people are interpreting this pretty fair criticism of the complete lack of translation to non-English languages impeding the already barely existent communication to be as bad faith as possible from every side. On one hand you have people choosing to believe that is what the admins are saying and agreeing with it and then being racist toward Quackity over it, on the other hand you have people choosing to believe the admins are being racist toward Quackity and sending them hate over it. I'd be insane to deny racism toward Quackity wasn't also happening though.

I don't know what else to say than people who have been working insane hours for months on end to be exploited, and they're upset. This is a server a lot of people cared about as fans, of course the first person to come out and reveal the terrible conditions is going to receive the most amount of hate over this specific instance. It's not an unfounded claim. Have you seen the shit people say about Léa on twitter? It also doesn't mean the other admins didn't receive hate in their own regard, it's just the first person to come out is usually the biggest punching bag for it. Misogyny didn't magically dissipate from the fandom with the removal of a few problem CC. My god hear yourselves and the way you talk about a woman coming out as receiving workplace abuse.

[forfluxsake]

a personal slash solitary blog where i publish my doodles, have hobbies, and do anything typical of the average person

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[lionizingheathen]

Love Me - L.L

Luna Lovegood x fem!Reader

First time sleeping with Luna Lovegood (this has been in my drafts for an ungodly amount of time, prepare for some draft purges over the next couple of days)

Warnings: Smut, cunnilingus, fingering, hickeys, nipple play

Smut under the cut

Nighttime was always peaceful with Luna, she had a routine. She'd paint for a couple of hours, take a shower, and then crawl into bed beside you, resting her head on your chest. You'd talk about everything, anything, and then fall asleep... tonight was shaping up to be no different. Her head was against your chest, her fingers tracing on your skin, and she'd been asking you about anything and everything, the books you were reading, work, personal opinons... she never ran out of questions, and you tried to keep from running out of answers.

"Can I ask you a question?" Luna asked, and you nodded. Of course she could, there had never been a point that you didn't want to hear what she was saying.

"Sure. Anything. You know that." You murmured, and Luna waited a moment, her fingers dancing over your skin, tracing little patterns and words that were only known to her. You quite liked when she did that, it made you feel like you were canvas, like she was turning you into art.

"How come we've never slept together? I want to, you know. I've wanted to for a really long time, actually." Luna said, and your eyes widened as you sat up, still careful to maintain a position where Luna could listen to your heartbeat... though you were sure it wasn't slow and steady now, it was probably racing, pounding in her ear. You laid back down carefully, swallowing on a dry throat.

"I don't know... I guess it never occured to me that you would want that, I assumed... it would be a part of our relationship that wouldn't be breached." You said carefully, and Luna lifted her head, giving you a confused look as she continued to trace her finger across your collarbone. You swallowed heavily, looking away from her eyes. So beautiful, and entirely too intense.

"Why?" She asked, and you sighed and shrugged. There was no reason for it, you were protecting her. She didn't need protection, and it wasn't as if you were going to hurt her, but you were just trying to be respectful, you felt it was something unspoken, the two of you would never do that... which wasn't fair. Deciding something without talking to her wasn't fair.

"Honestly, I don't know. I'm just scared that I'll lose you if we move too fast." You said, and Luna's face broke into a smile as she let out a laugh, shaking her head. Was she making fun of you right now? It was hard to tell, Luna didn't always communicate her emotions in a way that was easy to decipher, though she did often mean the words that came out of her mouth, so you decided to just wait and listen.

"We've been together for a year and a half. And friends for seven... I don't think we could move any slower if we tried, love. We'd be moving backwards, and life only goes forward." Luna said, and you nodded slowly. Was she asking to have sex with you? That was what it felt like, it felt like she wanted that dynamic to come into play... but it never hurt to clarify.

"So you're saying you want to sleep together." You clarified, and she nodded

"If that's something you'd like as well, yes. I want you." She said, simple as that. You let out a long breath and nodded, clenching your fingers in the duvet. Your heart had not slowed at all from it's pace.

"Yeah, I would." Luna grinned, sitting up to ease you back onto the bed.

"Wonderful. So lie down, and I'll-." You let out a bark of a laugh, surprised at her boldness. You thought she meant in the future, you weren't preparing for right now... there were steps, things you should do to make it special, to make her like it more.

"Right now?" You asked, and Luna blinked, giving you a look that showed that she was confused why you were so surprised. Her fingers wandered around on any bit of you they could reach.

"Is that a problem? I didn't mean to sound so eager, I've just wondered how it would feel to have you cum on my tongue for a while now." She explained, and your eyes widened as you laid back on the bed, feeling your cunt throb. You were used to her honesty, but she'd never been that forward about this topic... it was making you dizzy.

"Jesus Christ Luna... I mean, I haven't shaved in a while, and I'm not dressed-." Luna leaned back on top of you, her fingers wandering up your clothed leg, making your muscles jump as you cleared your throat, trying to stay focused on her eyes.

"You won't be wearing any clothing pretty soon, that doesn't matter... and neither does shaving, I don't care. I just want to feel you, to make you feel good." Luna said, pressing the heel of her hand between your thighs for a moment, rubbing it against your clit. You let out a gasp of a moan, gripping her wrist. "Do you want me to make you feel good?" She murmured, and you shivered, scooting a little away from her so you could look into her eyes. She had to be sure before this moved any further.

"Are you sure about this? Because I can wait, I'd wait for you-." Luna reached out, placing a hand on your cheek to silence you, a large grin on her face. She nodded, leaning down to press your foreheads together as she spoke.

"I'm sure. Just treat me how you would anyone else, I'm sure I can handle it." She said, and you sighed shakily, nodding. You'd already thought that you'd lose her before, you were sure that after the war you would never see her again... and even if that was four years ago, you didn't want anything else to separate the two of you.

"Okay. But if at any point you want to stop, just tell me-." She leaned in, kissing you softly to stop you from talking more. You sighed, relaxing into her touch, her kiss. You sat up a bit, wrapping your arm around her waist to pull her into your lap. Even through her pants, you could feel that she was warm... wet... you moaned softly into the kiss before she pulled away.

"I know." She kissed you again, firmer this time and with a bit more urgency, her hands moving from your cheeks to your shoulders, clenching in the fabric of your shirt. "Merlin, I love kissing you. Your lips are always so soft... and so sweet." Luna murmured, tracing her fingers over your lips as you closed your eyes, your mouth hanging slightly open. She giggled and leaned in, kissing you deeply once again. You clenched your fingers into the back of her sweater, feeling like you couldn't form a cohesive thought aside from her even if you tried.

"Yours too." You sighed when she finally released you. She had a look in her eyes, one you'd only seen a couple of times -at the beach, at clubs with friends, at parties- and you recognized it now. It was lust.

"Can I take this off of you?" She asked, tapping lightly on your shirt. You nodded, giving her a large smile.

"Yeah. Can I do the same?" You asked, and she nodded. Good. You were hoping she would.

"Of course." She made quick work of taking off your shirt and bra and helping you do the same before she stared at you, silent and contemplative before she sighed and shook her head. "God, you're always so beautiful..." She said, leaning in to lick and suck marks into your neck and collarbones and down your chest, making you shiver underneath her. You were going to be a tapestry of marks by the time she was done with you, you could feel it.

"Shit."

"You're so pretty... All mine." She bent her head down, taking your nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. You gasped raggedly, tugging lightly at her hair... The small sensation it was, it was still more than you'd dealt with before.

"Luna..." You gasped, and she chuckled, looking at you with warm eyes as her fingers pinched and pulled at your nipples, making you whimper as you felt your cunt throb. She was good at this.

"You're sensitive, huh? Have you been wanting this as much as I have?" Luna asked, and you nodded. Truly you had, you just hadn't wanted her feeling like she had to give you what you were craving.

"Yes." You responded, and Luna's brows furrowed, but her fingers didn't slow their movements over your skin, tracing and digging in every now and again, bringing your sensitivity higher and higher. You just wanted her to touch you.

"Why didn't you say anything?" She asked, and you swallowed, trying to keep your voice level as you spoke, even as she leaned in to kiss and suck up your neck again.

"Why... Why didn't you?" You asked, knowing your voice still came out in gasping remarks.

"Kept slipping my mind." She pulled back, grinning above you. "But my mind is very focused now, entirely on you." She said, and you swallowed heavily. God, you didn't know if you could handle Luna Lovegood's undivided attention, clearly it was a very powerful thing, if the canvases hanging all over your flat were anything to go off of... Luckily none of them were in here... some would talk, and that would ruin the mood. She was kissing back down your body, biting and sucking where she could, making your entire body feel hot.

"Luna..."

"I never knew you were so sensitive to my touch." Luna mused, sucking deep marks down your ribs, across your stomach, little ones in a line down to your waistband where she bit down, making you cry out. She wanted those ones to stay longer, that was clear... it was like she was marking her territory, making it clear that you were spoken for.

"You're leaving so many marks..." You said, and she lifted her head from your waistband, giving you a large smile as she traced around each one. They littered your stomach, your chest, the crests of your hips... She was thorough, that was for suer.

"Love bites... I think they're beautiful. It's like painting, I'm adding to an already beautiful piece." She commented, and you couldn't help the smile that spread across your face as your heart squeezed. She was always so sweet.

"You're so sweet." You said, and she nodded at you, pulling your pants and panties off in one swift movement before settling betwen your thighs, spreading them wide.

"Thank you." She traced around your cunt, making you jump before she bent down, sucking marks into your inner thighs. You cried out, leg kicking involuntarily at the stimulation, but she held you down just fine. "Let's see if you truly taste as good as you look, darling." She said, almost as if she was speaking to herself. You swallowed back a groan and shook your head.

"Merlin, you cannot talk like that..." You sighed, and Luna looked up at you, cocking an eyebrow as she continued to trace just around where you needed her, driving you up a wall. You'd beg if that's what she wanted out of you.

"I'm pretty sure that this is the exact situation where I can talk like this." Luna reasoned, and you thought for a moment. She had a point, this was the only time that it was really appropriate.

"You make a good point." Your voice shot up as you felt her fingers ghost over your cunt.

"You're so wet..." She rubbed over your clit before leaning down between your thighs, licking a slow stripe up it. Your head lolled back on the pillow as you gasped, mouth falling open. "Mmm... I can feel you trembling." She murmured before burying her face between your thighs, licking and sucking quickly, making you groan as you twisted your fingers into her hair. You panted as you stared up at the ceiling, feeling like your head was going to start spinning from the stimulation. God, Luna was good at giving head... maybe she'd done if before you two were dating, either way you didn't care, all you cared about was here and now, and the warm feeling spreading all over your body.

"Luna... Oh my God..." You gasped, glancing down to look at her. She was staring up at you, hair messy, hand snaking up to grasp at your breast as she continued her movements, tongue swirling around your clit in a way that made you tremble and clench your thighs, though she didn't seem to mind. Her free hand wandered around your inner thighs before pausing at your entrance. She lifted her face for a moment, panting with a smirk that was ungodly filthy. Her chin glistened in the light, making your face feel hot as you glanced away from her for a moment before she cleared her throat, bringing your attention back to her.

"Can I?" She asked, circling her fingers over your entrance as she looked at you expectantly. You nodded quickly, swallowing... You wanted anything and everything that Luna would give you, this all just felt right.

"Yes. Please." Luna slipped her finger inside of you, making you gasp as you felt it. She thrust it in and out, and you blushed at the wet noise that accompanied it. She leaned down, licking and kissing across your cunt before she spoke again.

"You're so wet..." She added another finger, and then another, making you gasp as you looked down at her. She curled her fingers, rubbing quickly over a spot deep inside of you that made you gasp and hang your head back, feeling heat shoot down to your toes."You take my fingers so easily, it feels like you were made for them." She murmured before leaning down again to lap at your clit. It was all so much, almost too much, it made you feel like you were on fire. Your stomach tightened as you gripped her hair, pulling her closer. Her pace increased, pulling moan and sigh out of your body with ease.

"Fuck..." You were on the edge, close... Shit... "Luna, holy shit... This feels... You're so..." You couldn't finish, you couldn't formulate a full sentence when she was doing this. She was reducing you to a pile of whimpers and moans, feelings and stimulations... and she did it with such ease.

"Are you getting close? Are you gonna cum for me?" She asked, and you nodded quickly, feeling the knot in your lower stomach tighten as she continued to curl her fingers just the right way.

"Yes." You gasped, and Luna grinned, resting her cheek against your thigh as her thrusts increased in pace, making your stomach feel white hot. Fuck, you were so close.

"Good. I was hoping you would." She lolled her head forward again, lazily sucking your clit between her lips, licking across it. That was what sent you over the edge, gasping as you shuddered out your orgasm.

"Fuck... Fuck, oh my god..." You clenched your fingers into her hair, scratched at her shoulders, arched off the bed... and she didn't stop, forcing you into another one before you pulled her feebily up, breathing heavily. She looked wild, eyes bright as she wiped her face on the corner of the duvet, grinning at you. "Luna..." You croaked, throwing an arm over your eyes for a moment as you worked to regain your bearings. She sat beside you, stroking through your hair and kissing at your temple, mumbling sweet words.

"That was amazing. I knew it would be, but knowing and seeing... they're so different." She murmured, and after another moment you sat up on your elbows and pulled on her wrist. You wanted her to feel even half as good as you just had.

"Come here. Let me return the favor, please." You said, and Luna nodded, sitting down across your hips so she could look down at you.

"How do you want-." You sat up, circling your arms around her hips so you could drag her up your body and position her over your face with a wide smile. Her eyes were wide when she looked down at you, clearly not expecting you to move that quickly. You knew what you wanted, though. You knew what she wanted too. "Me... I didn't know you were strong enough to do that." You shrugged. You were pretty sure that the prospect of having a beautiful woman on one's face would be enough to make most people move mountains.

"You're easily movable." You pulled her down onto your face by her hips and licked a long stripe up her cunt, making her gasp as she jutted her hips forward, grinding them across your tongue. Your fingers dug hard into her hips as you sucked her clit between your lips, running your tongue over it. You moaned at the taste of her, making her gasp above you. You glanced up to see her grasping the headboard hard, chewing on her lip... she looked so cute.

"Merlin... Shit..." She groaned, canting her hips faster over your tongue as she moaned breathlessly, getting more frantic by the minute. She wasn't going to last very long, that was clear from her movements... and that only excited you further. "I... God, we should've... done this sooner. So good." She sighed. You grunted in agreement, looping your arms around her thighs to pull her more onto your face, sighing against her cunt. You could do this all day, you would quite literally die between her thighs if she would let you. She was mumbling sweet nothings, moving with your tongue as she trembled slightly, shivering. So sensitive.

"Hah... So talented... My girl..." Luna gasped, leaning back a bit to rest her hands on your body, blindly tracing on the skin.

"All yours, baby." You murmured against her, licking and sucking wherever you could reach. It wasn't long before she began to unravel, her moans getting louder, higher, betraying how close she really was. God, this was heaven... being under Luna Lovegood had to be heaven.

"Ohmygod... Fuck... Y/N, I'm gonna cum... I'm..." She froze up for a moment, her head thrown back and her hands resting back on your hips before she let out a high moan and pitched forward, shivering above you. "Ah, fuck I'm cumming... all for you... it's all for you..." She gasped, grinding her hips frantically on your face as she gripped the headboard, her head falling forward. Her mouth was agape, her brows furrowed as her thighs trembled around your head. She slumped forward a moment later, breathing heavily as she hovered above you. She'd looked so ethereal... and you were intent on seeing it again as you looped your arms around her thighs, sucking her clit between your lips again as she gasped, wriggling out of your grip.

"Okay, okay... Merlin... Shit... Holy fuck." She slid off of your face, sitting to the side of you with her eyes closed for a moment, catching her breath. The moonlight glinted off of her body, making a slight halo out of her messy, frizzy hair. The flush on her cheeks and relaxed features of her face made her look like art, like a statue you could view in a museum. A moment later, her eyes were open and she was speaking again. "You are... so good with your tongue, love." She sighed, leaning forward to kiss you deeply. You rested your hands on her hips, pulling her against you again. She was warm... comfortable.

"Such language, Lovegood." You said, and she chuckled, giving you a lazy smile before pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

"Mmm... It's earned." Luna responded, pausing as she stared at you, brushing hair from your face with such an amount of care and concentration that it made your heart ache.

"What?" You asked, your voice barely above a whisper. She chuckled, shaking her head at you.

"You're so beautiful in the moonlight." Luna said, and you grinned, kissing across her fingertips as you looked in her eyes. She was just so beautiful it made your heart ache.

"Was that good?" You asked, and she nodded quickly, resting her free arm on your chest and her head in the crook of your neck, pressing soft and lazy kisses there.

"That was fantastic. I'm kicking myself for letting us wait so long." Luna mumbled, tracing her fingers over your sternum as she spoke, making you shiver. You wanted her again, wanted to see her cum, to listen to her whines and moans... This was shaping up to be a favorite passtime.

"Yeah. Me too." You sighed, leaning down to kiss her deeply again, pushing her gently onto her back so you could kiss down her stomach and settle between her thighs again. Something that beautiful could not only be seen once in a night, you'd have to see it at least three or four more times to truly commit it to memory.

[wildmelon]

martina: love at first bite (mini bachelorette challenge) 🌹

new york city’s lower east side vampire clan is famous for their annual holiday party. each december, the clan puts on one of the most anticipated events across the supernatural community at the goulding hotel, their refurbished headquarters. as the clan leader, ronnie’s name is on the invitation, but it’s the clan’s matriarch martina who’s particularly enthusiastic about the celebration and works tirelessly to make it flawless. 

martina pacheo is happy nurturing and mentoring fledglings who find their way to the clan and working downtown at a fashion house. her true age is a mystery, but she’s got at least two centuries under her belt. martina was married to her mortal true love until his death a long, long time ago and hasn’t been in a relationship since. she’s a hopeless romantic at heart even if she’s given up on finding love for herself ever again. her clan decided to mark their hundredth holiday party by trying to turn martina’s head!

graceful, charming, and elegant, martina has an old-world glamour about her that draws people in. she’s broken plenty of hearts unintentionally without lifting a finger. thoroughly goodhearted, she loves her family fiercely & they adore her back, hence the clan’s little scheme to invite special guests in the hopes that someone will sweep her off her feet!

martina’s traits are good, creative, and art lover.

accepting submissions until december 13!

the rules:

- entrees don’t have to be vampires, but after the heartbreak of losing her mortal husband, martina won’t consider a relationship with a non-immortal. any immortal being is fair game, though, so feel free to be creative!

- must be okay with sims undergoing minor tweaks to “match” my game (just stuff like my eye and teeth presets)

- any amount of cc is ok, just gimme 1 formal outfit

- romance-oriented traits or aspirations are ok! story will most likely override game mechanics for me, though i’ll rely on that for the tough decisions :)

- will be accepting 7 entries of any gender 

- backstories encouraged! ramble! lemme read! pick one of martina’s friends and explain why they invited your sim if you want!

- tag entrees with #martina lafb

(i thought this would be really fun since i don’t have the commitment for a bachelor challenge even though i love them, plus i wanted to do something festive!)

[fairycosmos]

really urgent

do you have any advice for dealing with violent, aggressive younger siblings? I try to avoid them both as much as I can but I you know tell him to do the dishes or no, I won’t share my food with him and he’ll kick me, scream or yell and he always taunts me oh are you scared I’ll hit you? and I’m physically disabled, weak, have no balance and it’s so humiliating. and I just have to take it and pretend I don’t care. I also always tell myself to just ignore him like never interact with him again unless my dad tells me to or sth and only then but idk I can never keep my promise. UGH now I’m crying because I don’t know what to do. Like they both threaten violence, one is 15 the other 19, but they’re both really strong and muscular. None of my friends understands because most of them are only children or simply don’t live in an insane family. I hate them both so much and I hate that I’m scared of them and that they know it. They’re also both big misogynists and this is like stuff that they’ll brag about to their friends. I’ve tried telling my parents but they don’t really listen, they either don’t believe or tell me it’s my fault if they retaliate. I also can’t tell my grandparents bc it’s humiliating and also I think they would think that I’m exaggerating. But idk what to do and it’s getting annoying. and also dangerous. help (like there’ve been times my brother and his friends have chased me through my town I mean literally, like I had to run away and hide. Or times when the older one has p*ssed on my bed. The older one also at times has threatened to use a knife on my mom and cut her, so she’s also scared off him, which is why she won’t intervene) 😐

hey, thank you for reaching out to me. this is so so messed up and i'm so sorry you have to deal with it - i literally can not fathom the gravity of what you're going through and the fear you have to live with every day. it's completely unacceptable and no matter what, there is no justifying the shit you've been forced to put up with - while i absolutely understand that your parents are scared of your brothers too, they have a duty of care and responsibility to protect you and they are not seeing it through by allowing this to continue. i know it's very nuanced and i'm not blaming anyone other than your brothers for how they're acting, but none of this is fair to you at all. i also understand that telling your grandparents seems like a scary, daunting prospect but if it is something that is on the cards i really urge you to consider it. write down what you need to say if that helps you get your thoughts organised. if you're worried about having to prove their behaviour, would you parents not at least consider backing you up on this? are you able to record a snippet of these meltdowns to show them? though you truly should not have to go to those lengths, it's awful. you just deserve all the support you can possibly get, and i don't want fear of not being believed to stop you from seeking that.

this is a very serious situation and i'm worried about giving you the wrong advice that could possibly exacerbate things. staying in your room and completely disengaging from them as much as possible is definitely recommended as a first step, but there has to be other resources you can possibly look into. i'm going to leave various links below that can offer you that support and those coping mechanisms and i hope you at least check some of them out - i wish i could offer more insight myself but your brothers sound extremely dangerous and i think it's urgent that you reach out to family, friends, communal support, your GP, or the authorities that are actually tangibly around you. i know that's infinitely easier said than done, and i'm not expecting you to gain some superhuman amount of courage that will allow you to sort everything out overnight. that's not your job. it is absolutely 100% understandable that you are scared and traumatised by their actions. what i am saying is that you are clearly at a place where you know this isn't right and that it can not continue, and that the resources below can help guide you towards reaching out and also coping with the situation at hand. i hope you're able to check them out, even just one or two, and implement them into your life moving forward. again, i'm so so sorry you're dealing with this and i hope you know that there are people who can help, that you are not doomed to live in this exact situation forever. sending so so much love your way, please reach out if and when possible. you do not deserve this and i am rooting for you with all of my heart. if you need a friend, someone to talk to a more specific form of support please reach out to me and i will try my best to help as much as i am able. x

if you're under 18 - please please consider reaching out to a teacher, a friend's parent or CPS/childline (resources for that here, here, here and here.) if you are in ever in immediate danger, call the authorities immediately. it is ok to put yourself first.

info on sibling abuse

international abuse helplines

disability and abuse helpline

getting help for domestic violence

domestic violence safety plan pdf

info on toxic siblings and estrangement

living with abuse: coping mechanisms pdf

abuse: self help guide pdf

the survivors handbook: support for disabled women

disability & abuse resource

simple trauma coping mechanisms pdf

coping with trauma worksheets/exercises pdf list

how to report domestic abuse 1

how to report domestic abuse 2

how to report domestic abuse 3

women with disabilities: how to identify abuse and get help

anxiety: coping mechanisms pdf

healing from domestic abuse pdf

surviving domestic abuse pdf

domestic abuse: survivors handbook pdf

identifying and coping with emotional abuse

[sugarschnaps]

Julie HCs because her official page is as long as my attention span

Her official page is literally barely even there. It's just her game bio and THAT NEEDS TO CHANGE. More TCM lore or WE RIOT !!! Anyway I love Julie and she can be summarised in one sentence as my anxious baby sunflower ─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

It's canon that Julie is a very physically active person. However we don't know what sports exactly she does, but I'd like to HC that she plays football (soccer to the rest of the world, I'm British besties) and does distance running, dabbling in swimming a fair amount too. She goes surfing during the summer as well, she's literally always working on some kind of a physical thing. She doesn't go to the gym, sis doesn't need to.

She's the one that everybody goes to when it comes to style choices and the like. She does makeup on her friends for fun, the boys are not at all exempt from that, she especially loves to do makeup on them actually. You wouldn't be safe from her if she had a makeup brush in hand. Her whole desk at home is literally COVERED in makeup products divided based on whether they're hers or someone else's, takes special care of hygiene things too.

Julie might have a lot of energy, but that energy does NOT translate into how she acts with her friends. She's actually surprisingly quiet, tending to take to action more than with her words. She's a ball of anxiety usually, insecure on just about everything there is to be worried about. She's a brilliant listener because she doesn't know how to start conversations. She was absolutely "adopted" into the group by one of the more outgoing characters.

She'd cry if she got someone's coffee order wrong. Like she'd accidentally put a bit too much sugar in and when it's brought up she'd feel so guilty she'd just sit there trying not to cry- Of course, people would reassure her that it's okay and it's not the end of the world, but the poor girl is just so upset. She feels like a terrible friend whenever she makes the tiniest mistake or causes a minor inconvenience to her friends.

Girl does not know how to be mean to someone. Like she'd be stuck between "are you okay" and "im sorry" and say "are you sorry" then start crying

Literally always uses the softest tone of voice possible when she talks to people, she's actually rlly quiet. Like everyone thinks "oh she does a lot of sports she's totally a tomboy" but she's just there enjoying her friends being themselves and just thinking about how much she loves all of them

The rest of the time, though, she's the calmest presence literally ever. She's the secret keeper and the comforter. She is literally so good at reassuring people, like she's better than a licensed therapist (tbh tho in the uk the standard for them is LOW) when it comes to helping people cool off emotionally. She gives the best advice. Probably gives cuddles to her friends when they're stressed out, gives them little kisses on the top of their head and tells them they're going to be alright in fifty different ways until they calm down. She knows the love languages of everyone around her and makes sure to appeal to those in a platonic sense.

She's a good friend because she tries to be, not because she's absolutely capable in everything like the others might be. She's not intellectual in the same way Sonny or Ana might be, she's much more people smart than book smart- Can read you like an open book but will say absolutely nothing bc her fear of confrontation is real af

Julie volunteers in community gardens and at animal shelters when she isn't especially busy. It's just a habit of hers to try her best to give where she can. She's not the type that can really protect her friends, too scared of arguments and too weak to physically do much other than flee. Her heart is pure gold, and that's why her friends instead choose to protect her.

She uses every single cute nickname there is for her friends. Has some special ones set aside for specific people, but always ends up calling people "babe" (canon), "sugarcube", "hun", and the like. She also jokingly calls Leland "tough guy", change my mind (you cannot)

She's talented in a lot of things, but she doesn't quite see it. She's pretty decent with arts as well as sports, maybe not the best with literature things, but where it comes to energy and expression she absolutely excels. She was definitely that one nice popular girl. Like she'd always try her best to at the very least make up for people who were bullying other people and all that, y'know what I mean?

Her dream for the future is literally just to have two dogs. Golden retrievers specifically, but she's more than happy with the idea of more dogs. She wouldn't mind the whole romantic partner, picket-fence ideal, but she's more there for the furry babies (the dogs, which she can't decide on a name for) than she is for the romantic ideal.

She cannot, and I genuinely mean CANNOT cook anything without being worried she's undercooked it. She gets really anxious about the kitchen in general. Tends to stick to sandwiches and pre-cooked foods because she's always nervous about burning the house down. The only reason it doesn't affect her body because she's super active, honestly.

SCENTED CANDLES IN HER ROOM I CAN'T STRESS THIS ENOUGH SHE HAS PINE SCENTS, CINNAMON SCENTS, AND ALSO WOODSMOKE Taking no criticisms this is CANON.

Closest to Sonny out of everyone. They have the kind of friendship where they're remarkably similar in key traits people notice about them (examples being that they're both anxious people and they would do literally anything they possibly could to help their friends despite maybe not being suited to it) and they feel like they make up for each others' shortcomings. They have friend dates on fridays and she does his makeup for him, probably tells him orange brings out his eyes and sakfkahfkhhfuhr they're literally just friends and I love that for them

─── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───

I love Julie so much I literally just want to make her flower crowns and give her cuddles I SWEAR

[lcftyambiticns]

Alright, forgive me if this is stated somewhere on your blog already but I am curious: why do you think he has such a big inferiority complex? (If you also think he has one, I think I did see it in your hc somewhere) And if you don't think that's the reason, what do you think caused him to be looking for outside admiration so much?

꧁ ℋEADCANON.

No worries and thank you sm for this ask!! <3

He has a superiority complex. But to be fair, the difference lies mainly in the symptoms and behavior, from what I understand. However, I don't want to delve too deeply into the psychology of it all.

In a nutshell, yes, the way I see it, Lorroakan harbors feelings of inferiority, which he doesn't acknowledge and copes with by overcompensating in the other direction: putting others down to elevate himself, having an exaggerated sense of self-importance, entitlement, and superiority over others.

While he claims not to care about the opinion of others, that's not entirely true. He craves admiration and worship, especially from people he deems his peers, such as city patriarchs/matriarchs, fellow wizards, etc.

Impressions matter greatly to Lorroakan, as they serve to validate his inflated ego and reinforce his (deluded) belief in his own greatness. Also... connections, you know? It's a means to elevate his social status, get support for his endeavors, influence, and so on.

It's one of the reasons Ramazith's Tower is so important to him (wealth and power aside). Lorroakan relishes in his newfound prestige within the arcane community as his (wizard) peers now flock to him, seeking access to the knowledge and artifacts that are now his. The canonical fact that he won't share any of this knowledge is very telling imo.

As for what caused this (and this is entirely my HC, though it kinda makes sense for him, doesn't it?); growing up in the Slums of Athkatla in a household with a drunk father and being the middle child of six siblings wasn't exactly a great start.

Imagine growing up dirt poor in one of the most wealthy cities in Faerûn, while you have nothing and feel like a second-class citizen. You catch glimpses of that wealth almost daily, yet it remains just out of reach. This sucks. But I also think this really stoked his ambition. I want to live like this one day.

Aside from that, his family life wasn't great. His father was a mean drunk who mocked Lorroakan's ambitions to become a wizard and make something of his life, because a) It's forbidden and you're going to get us in trouble and b) Just accept the harsh truth that you're a poor wretch like the rest of us, and you'll never amount to anything.

His father was miserable and seemed intent on spreading that misery to everyone around him. It's easier to wallow in self-pity than to actually try and fight for something, which is precisely why Lorroakan has zero tolerance for it. Except when it comes to his own, naturally. He is allowed to whine as much as he wants, HOWEVER he is a fighter, a hustler, amibtious af and when he's done whining, he'll adjust his crown and get off his ass. Anyway.

Then there was his older sister, a sorceress, the only one in their family. She wasn't allowed to practice magic either, of course, but Lorroakan's family respected her a lot more simply because she was "gifted". She could easily do what Lorroakan had to study hard for, and she belittled him for it. A lot. She also got a lot of attention. Lorroakan didn't get much attention at all unless he was being told off for getting in trouble.

Phew. That's a long read :,)))

[crispylilworm]

Hilarious how different the response is to the Warholm/Mondo 100M exhibition race at the Zurich DL meet to Sydney being unable to compete the 200M/400M in the DL Finals. The former being met with praise (which it would be it was amazing) about how fun and exciting track and field can be, and the latter having netizens tout that there’s strict rules to follow and trying to frame her as lazy or a cheater? Interesting.

For context: the 100M is an exhibition race just between the 2 men who are the world record holders in other events, the 400MH and pole vault respectively. The Diamond League is a circuit-style international competition, and both men have competed in other 2024 DL events and were allowed this exhibition race just for fun. Sydney is the 400MH world record holder who submitted for the DL Final in the 200M and 400M, strong but non-typical events for her, and was blocked from competing due to DL rules. She would only be permitted to compete in the 400MH.

For additional context: DL rules state that athletes typically must earn a spot in the finals by earning points via the circuit of competitions throughout the year, but it allows exemptions for “wild card” spots to allow athletes who didn’t qualify via the circuit route to compete - famously Ingebrigtsen allowed this wildcard spot in the 3000M DL final last year and went on to win. There are wildcard slots that allow the host country to invite additional athletes, and there are “global” wildcard spots to allow the highest-caliber athletes to compete even if they are missing circuit points (reserved for world record holders, world champions) - Sydney would fall into this category. HOWEVER, this global wildcard spot has a stipulation that athletes must have competed in at least 1 DL circuit event during the year, which Sydney has not.

All of the “ 🤓👆well rules are rules!” people need to think beyond their snide comments and realize how these types of decisions are continuing to hold back track and field from being more popular worldwide during non-Olympic years. Yes Warholm/Mondo were allowed to have more flexibility to propose their fun exhibition event because it wasn’t the final and they’ve attended other DL events this year, but I really don’t see why similar flexibility couldn’t be given to arguably the most notable athlete in the sport currently.

What good does disallowing her from competing actually provide? “Fairness” to other athletes? If we truly cared about furthering this sport we’d ensure that the level of competition is always pushed to new heights at every opportunity and not just the Olympics. When more and more athletes are competing the contract minimum amount of races, maybe we need to rethink if these circuits and events are designed with the athletes’ best interests in mind. Right now they can barely attract athletes to compete let alone fans to watch it lol.

Another difference is that while the men’s 100M times were impressive for not training in the discipline, they weren’t DL competitive times - whereas Sydney could actually break records in the 400M and 200M even though they aren’t historically her main events. I am (selfishly) disappointed we won’t get to see what type of times she would have produced after her historic runs at the Olympics.

I guess we’ll see how this plays out with the Diamond League in future years, with alternative leagues such as Michael Johnson’s Grand Slam Track league & the women’s-only Athlos league and more people brainstorming how to change the system. There’s a huge part of the community so focused on “tradition and prestige” that they’re willing to let the sport fall behind. Records are being broken in nearly every discipline and it’s an insanely good era for the sport, yet the sport is so so awful at garnering popularity and hype, and unless you are the tippy top famous athlete it is nearly impossible to get paid as a pro athlete or find sponsorship to continue. It’s just so frustrating because the sport does not have to be this way.

[wuntrum]

Hi I dont really remember your ocs but I really want to meet them! Who is right now on the radar? or maybe who is your fave? can you tell me something about them in a few sentences?

hiii! so there's a couple groups of them:

saints for girls: my fake little emo band, they have the most information publicly available about them: if you check out the blog and take the "which character are you" quiz, they have little descriptions at the end :)

my muses' muse: this is the story of two of my characters, aster blake and lilah medina. aster is a horror-obsessed painter in their late 20s. they're generally pretty anxious, not very talkative, and they don't trust very easily. most of their paintings stem from dreams, most of which are about their own death (very cute, very fun). lilah is a 35* year old multidisciplinary artist, she does a fair amount of painting + printmaking + drawing. she's much more charismatic than aster, but she's EXTREMELY guarded around people, particularly about her past. both of them are very stubborn and nosy about the people around them (though aster hates to admit it; lilah has come to terms with this lol). the two of them meet through an artist residency at the fischer house, named after lewis fischer, a beloved maritime printmaker who disappeared very suddenly one night before his final exhibition, and is presumed dead at this point. also lilah's a vampire <3

signals: jeanne, my beloved <3 she's the main character, very imaginative and sensitive, desperately wants love and affection but doesn't know how to actually get it from the people in her life, so she goes inside her own head instead. she wears headphones constantly for this reason (+ also i think she has pretty bad misophonia), which is how she initially hears God trying to talk to her

nimo, the techxorcist: i haven't actually finished a drawing of them, which is sick and twisted honestly, but they're in an alternate reality sci-fi future where generally society has gone really futuristic, but because of how much companies and governments use the new stuff to monitor and control people, there's a growing population that's gone back to using early internet era tech...which is now super haunted. for whatever reason, nimo can see and commune with the tech ghosts/spirits/demons, and so they travel around doing that! personality wise though theyre pretty standoffish, honestly they don't like people that much generally which is why they're so gravitated toward the tech LOL. they're also very imaginative though, they're able to problemsolve their way out of almost everything. almost nocturnal. very pale because they don't go outside a lot.

it ends with august: this story has been like assembled and taken apart like four times now so i don''t wanna commit to anything super concrete just yet 😭 but, right now, the titular august is an anxious mess to be honest (kind of a theme among my people i guess sldfslfk). he comes from a family of grifters (mainly his dad and grandfather) who fake spiritual and psychic powers and make their money by selling like, self help books and counseling sessions and that sort of thing. august, however, DOES actually have some sort of psychic powers, growing stronger by the day without him doing anything or wanting them (its almost like a parasitic thing, it becomes unclear as to who is actually controlling who). right nowww the actual story "it ends with august" takes place when august is 27, he went to college majoring in english + is now a librarian in a moderately big city, but has to go back to his small coastal home town because of some psychic shenanigans. lucky's also a pretty big part of the story, he reads as a sterotypical jock-y guy on first meeting, but he has a lot more going on. he went to college through a football scholarship, but had a career-ending injury in his senior year, and had to go back to the small town ever since. lucky + august went to school together, and were pretty good friends until Something Happened, after which they became really estranged...but because they both end up back home, they start being in each others orbits again and well...yknow

those are the main ones! i'm working on some others, too, mainly for the graveyard shift, but it's so not concrete at the moment that i can't even rly talk about them yet LOL. my favorites tend to change from month to month, although typing all these descriptions out made me realize how much i miss august and the techxorcist, so i might need to make art for both of them and their stories soon 😭

[phoenixwrites]

Hey phoenix. Hope all is well for you.

I just wanted to rant a bit about the hellcheer stuff happening. Im not all trying to start anything I just feel safe coming to you.

After the things grace said about reading hellcheer fanfiction and calling it cringe. I've felt off about it. I really connected with Chrissy in the short amount of time we had her. Our community has made some beautiful work that i cherish. I don't want to step a back from hellcheer though because it's my form of escape. I genuinely don't want to piss anyone off but I'm thinking about doing a fancast of chrissy instead. Maybe using Kelly kapowaski (Hope I spelled that right) as her face claim instead. Since grace is now upset or she at least came off that way.

I wish you a happy day and blessings. 🥰

I'll be real with you. Her comments deeply hurt me.

I brought her fanart of my fic in 2023 and excitedly told her how much her portrayal of Chrissy meant to me. How inspiring it had been. And how it had broken me out of a writing slump that had gone on for YEARS. I told her how proud I was to be her fan because when I met her, it was directly after the Faze debacle. Now I'm a published author. She was inspirational to me and part of why I made it.

So her lashing out at fic writers...hurts. It hurts a lot. I know she's going through a lot, but taking it out on her fans is just so hurtful. We didn't deserve this.

My advice is to do whatever you need to do to keep yourself happy. For me, Grace will always be my Chrissy and I hope after some reflection, she realizes how badly she hurt us. I still believe she's a kind person. I think her frustrations at some very cruel people spilled over onto the rest of us, and that's not fair to either her or us.

[minecraft-bee-go-buzzzz]

why consume and/or actually make content when you can just make sillly aus in your head mmmm?

(this gets REALLY long-)

anyway life series au idea with the winners not dying!

Not that they dont try. Grain still jumps off Monopoly Mountain believing that it’d end the game. Scott still suddenly falls to the ground clutching his chest. Pearl still gets blown away thanks to the explosion. Martyn still runs out of time.

But they dont die.

Grian falling backwards, landing on his wings, knocking himself out. hours later waking up with broken wings in so much pain and theres... a bit of blood. Not knowing what to do now he’s somehow lived he stays in whats left of the base. And one day, the border falls. Theres nothing left here for him, so he leaves.

Scott wakes up somewhere he does not recongise. He remembers passing out, ya know, outside. after killing people. And he thought he died- Now he’s in some house, a building style he doesn’t recognise. Somewhere that actually looks like they tried when building. And then a man he swore he recongised came upstairs, in some odd clothes, offering food and water and a place to stay.

Pearl met a brutal should be end. I mean yeah she died because Scott did, felt the pain scott did. but she also was right next to the explosion, and it hit her. felt his and her own pain, died from him both because he died and exploded her. So it was fair to say the last thing ever expected was to wake up to see him worrying over her half destroyed body.

Oh Martyn. Killing his ally and hunting Impulse down. The clock still ticks. Just so, so much louder. There’s no one else around, nothing going on. all that he hears is the wind in his ears and the ticking in his head. He doesn’t really leave where he killed them. Just waits. They aren’t getting some dramatic send off. They can wait around as long as they like ‘till he drops once his hard earned time is spent. Though once it’s gone, once he runs out of time... why doesnt he die? And why can he hear familiar voices in the distance?

Now im unsure how i want the winners living but still being in the games to work. I have 2 ideas but I this current one I vibe with more-

Current idea: the watchers created these doubles to play in the winner’s place, to keep around the same amount of players and to keep some fun dynamics. Once you win the double will continue to play in your place for the rest of the games.

The winners continue to live outside the games and once enough of them build a small community. they only remember the game they won, and are all very conflicted on how they feel about each other.

everyone else who didn’t win is doomed to play over and over again trapped in the watcher’s game never remembering the one before.

Also, the winners stay ‘red’. how much the red affects them depends on the person.

(idea i have atm is, funny enough, the order the games happen. Grian is the least affected, then scott, then pearl and Martyn the most)

How all the winners find each other?

So taking the Grian is a watcher idea and fucking sprinting with it-

Grian after spending a few days alone in the desert, the watchers have moved on. they are somewhere else feasting, no longer there to bother grian (he wasn’t doing anything anymore. just moping. so boring-) but also no longer there to hold him back.

so after those days he kinda comes back to his watcher powers, or well some of them. And why keep himself locked up in a border when he can just get rid of it and run away from his problems (dead friends, destroyed home-)

And the first time he comes across another game is an accident. He finds the border and having not set it up himself (he doesn’t know if he could. never had a reason to try) And stays around the area, sets up a tent and waits for the border to fall.

Once it does. he searches. The watchers dont know, they’ve left. nothing to stay for, time for a feast. But grian looks, finds ruins that remind him of home and it hurts. But he finds someone. someone that, yeah. yeah he knows him. Scott. but it’s not Scott. Not the Scott he knew atleast.

That Scott was sooner caught dead than missing his ring.

But, it’s still a survivor. A winner. And if the blood stained ground is to go by, he went down swinging.

but he’s not dead. he’s alive. he’s unconscious, but breathing.

And Grian’s already lost everyone. this is the first person he’s seen in months. call him selfish, but he doesn’t want to be alone again. so he decides to help this new Scott. Also, maybe he could learn what happened. Get a bit of an understanding on what these sick games really are.

He carries Scott to his home he’s built. Took a while, such long distances still sucked without flight, but the wait for him to wake up was even worse. The chance he wouldn’t? horrible. so Grian ignored it-

But Scott did wake up, and paniced he was to see Grian alive and well, even if his choice of outfit was off. The idea of some form of revenge for Scott being the one to win instead of him was the first thing to cross his mind. like, it’s still Grian. and Grian’s still red.

But he just asks questions, and provides food, and gives answers when Scott asks things himself. Neither seem to be a threat to each other, as there is no benefit in killing the only other person who seems to understand any of this mess. Plus, gaining the knowledge there were two Grian’s, and this one was not the one he personally knew, well, he had no reason to trust him but also none to not.

So Scott stays around. Builds his own house near by Grian’s after the first few weeks. And whenever one explores they make sure to keep an eye out for a border, and ready to alert the other should they find one.

And give it some time, find another they shall.

Double life had ended a bit ago at that point. Scott found the border when he over heard familiar voices near by it. He waited around for Grain to show up and by the time he did the game was over, and with ease he took the border down (yet again no other watchers there to stop him, to busy eating to care)

I doesnt take long to find Pearl but both are quite upset at the sight. Clearly not as somewhat peaceful they had been given. half her face blown to bits and an arm that looks like it wont work the way it use too even with serious help.

While Scott checks her over and Grain looks are their cords to figure how far they are from their little set up, she wakes up instantly panicked. Panicked but also in to much pain to acutally fight back.

And, like, Pearl had been torturing her soulmate for weeks by that point. She’d recognise him. And while the man looking at her certaintly LOOKED like Scott, it was NOT her Scott. It was not the soulmate that left her behind.

Her soulmate wouldn’t look so worried over her state considering he caused it.

Pearl doesn’t take the whole winners live on thing as well as the first too did. not that they took it well, but they kinda just accepted it mostly silently and got on with it. Pearl yells, she cries. That it was all for nothing.

That they could’ve seriously just lived and got along.

Did no one have to die?

Doesn’t help she’s in absolute agony. where her body is actually hurt is completely messed up, but the rest in pain from feeling like she blew up.

They stay around the double life set up untill they deem pearl stable enough both mentally and phyiscally to go back to what they’ve made home.

She’s fairly open about what happened in her game. atleast compered to Grian and Scott, which had both hardly talked about their personal teams or teams that involved the other from their games.

She told them about how she went with Martyn to the nether which was why Scott and Cleo left them to go be soulmates together instead, how she had tilly, and then Martyn killed her. How all the other players thought she was mad.

All she wanted was her dog and a friend.

She bonds pretty well with both Scott and Grian, Scott talking about his pearl and how they were allies, and that clearly this fake scott was a coward, and Grian makes a few jokes about pizza and what they went through for that llama.

Once she’s better they head back to their little safe place. Fairly early on Pearl decides to build another tower, a smaller tower, but she still has her tower. She even gets some new dogs! She was scared to at first. But this wasn’t a death game anymore, Scott and Grian gained nothing from killing her animals. it was safe to have them.

Now, after three times, chances are it’s happening again. They dont exactly look forward to it, but when pearl gives the heads up her dogs found another border and sends her cords over the other two are there within a day or two.

This time it takes a while for the game to end. They dont see much, dont get the notices on their communicators, dont really have a clue whats going on until Grian manages to get rid of the border. Execpt this time the Watchers left alot quicker, almost instantly.

Seems they were already bored.

The three spread out hoping to find the Winner quicker this way, each person having one of pearl’s dogs go with them for safety.

And when Scott found Martyn sat there with blood on his hands, staring at them in utter disbelief he wasn’t expecting to be attacked on sight by the man once noticed.

Something about “you ran out of time, how are you back we ran out of time we shouldn’t be here-”

Seems there was yet again a fun gimmick for the new game.

As Scott’s trying to tell Martyn to chill and keep him from killing Pearl’s dog, the other two both appear having met up running towards the yelling. Now, these people are mostly decked out in enchanted diamond gear, and they have dogs! Martyn’s not stupid. He wont win. he puts his sword away and hands in the air for surrender.

Now, if they thought Pearl took the winner’s living thing bad, boy did Martyn just snap.

Because every single other person in his game had died. They didn’t technically run out of time. two fell to their deaths, the others were murdered. So, for all Martyn knew, he just betrayed his closest ally for a win that ment nothing.

Because for all he knew, they could’ve all lived.

Martyn wasnt too willing to just go with these strangers. yeah, they may look like the people he knew. They might technically be the original versions of them- but what have they done to earn his trust! Show up and threaten him- well he did attack scott first bUT! His dead teammate he just killed showed up again when he should’ve been perma dead! it was a fair reaction.

So they had to spend a little time convincing him, no problem. And once the mention of watchers came up and the borders, grian’s ‘ability’ to take them down, suddenly the fourth winner was all for hanging around with them. (also very much hinting to grian he knew a watcher’s eyes when he saw them- even if scott and pearl didn’t seemed to know for sure yet)

Martyn does still come back with them and set up his own little hut next to a pond he decorated (tropical fish, pufferfish, coral and kelp). it’s further away than the others are but their all okay with that. His red tendencies can still get a little out of hand sometimes, best to keep a little distance when that happens.

This au either continues sad as shit with these lot slowly talking about things that happened and coming to terms about how they didn’t know what would happen at the end, maybe they could’ve all happly lived but thats not what happened and maybe they cant forget everything and everyone but its about time to move on.

OR

silly fun times where the winners all fuck around and have fun. ignore the trauma, enjoy life. have the friends you were never aloud to keep before. Build the amazing house you always wanted, having all the dogs you could ever need. Your alive! Live a little! Enjoy it! until the next border’s found

Or maybe a mix of both-

[destiny-in-the-universe]

Commentary & Thoughts on Recent Fixations!

so, i recently finished another series; in other words, american dragon: jake long, and i am- screeching, literally. screeching.

first of all, i’m basically watching the shows i never got to see when i was a kid, or easily could’ve forgotten about because it was years ago, and holy stars- none of the shows disappointed, but unfortunately it has led to a recent amount of ridiculous brainrot and horrible fixating that could easily be a problem lol (it already is, i can’t seem to get enough of this content)

this is the reason why the secret quartet project has become such a big thing for me, but this isn’t technically about the crossover- this is literally me using tumblr as a way to get out my thoughts and theories and headcanons for the shows because goodness gracious, why did i have to fixate on cancelled- discontinued :)- shows but okay, this one is mostly about american dragon.

on one hand, you’ve got our title lead - jake long - who, oh my stars this kid- let me reiterate by saying he is in middle school (even though he’s fourteen, so did he get held back or are schools different in nyc?) and so a lot of his dumb, stupid, and daring decisions are literally because he is a teenager. jake however, is so adhd coded it’s insane, but anyway- like. he grows so much during the series- knowing when to open up to his own mistakes, that he’s clearly protective of his own family, and so forth but i also feel like bringing up: living a double life is hard and having to protect an entire magical community is going to wear you down, and we do get to see that- jake’s a kid with a huge weight and responsibility on his shoulders and hoo boy, he gets to go through it- esp. in season two- that was an entire rollercoaster

which also brings me to my next point: the huntsclan arc could’ve gotten an entire season dedicated to it, and not to mention- there’s- the whole thing with jake and rose and i’m just. we’ll get to that later but oh my god, the whole attempting to destroy the entire magical community should’ve gotten an entire season because much like other series i got into- american dragon is very episodic, and not entirely as connected but i wish we could’ve gotten more about the huntsmaster- what his deal is exactly, and why he’s got it particularly out for the american dragon specifically, but alas it ended too short-

but it easily brings me to my next point and one that will not leave me alone no matter what i do-

first of all: the dark dragon could’ve been handled so much better. like, don’t get me wrong- it was an interesting storyline, the arc was brilliant but because of the way the final episode ended- among other things- but seriously, i wanted more in the battle between the longs and the dark dragon, i wanted to see the dark dragon’s backstory and who he was but of course, i really don’t think he would’ve come back, after the season two finale

though this- oomf, that entire episode was wonderful and i loved it but also had me screaming the entire time- it ended a little anticlimactically and a bit disappointing i’ll admit because i had certain expectations, and you could definitely see where they were trying to pave into the next season but then that never happened. the dark dragon should’ve also had its own season with expanded lore and arcs- it also ended so anticlimactically, and i was hoping to see more for the identity reveal (i had no doubts that jonathan would be accepting but holy cow- i wanted more-)

also, fair warning- this might get long because there’s so much commentary and thoughts but there will be more, both for this and the other active fixations,

Character Dynamic Commentary

Jake and Rose: these two make me want to go feral; like, oh my god- they are so star-crossed, and their dynamic was so good? but you also have the fact that rose had amnesia; she literally had her memories wiped away, and replaced no less, only to move to another country. jake seriously went through it here, though this only brings me to my next point- rose realizing that jake was the american dragon honestly tore a piece of my heart out- but then we get the freaking episode where the huntsclan got their hands on the aztec crystals bc rose was being threatened and i swear i screamed; but rose and jake are such a power couple, like they would be unstoppable if they were able to fully work together, we’ve seen it. their relationship deserved to shine

Jake and the Long Family: i don’t really know how to describe all of them, but honestly- jake is clearly very protective of them; and while yes, he has the sibling rivalry with haley- and he genuinely does want the experience of a normal teenager, there’s still a lot he’s shown to be protective of his own family. there’s episodes where, despite his complaining about his own dad, jake realizes just how much jonathan long loves him and it’s so- holy stars, it makes me want to wag my tail, the one with the straogi where jake is weakened by them, and he still jumps at the chance to protect his dad even when he can barely do anything? or when he finally releases being a cougar scout could be fun? like also, the series finale- in season two, when jake almost gave up everything to save gramps from the dark dragon- he’s fourteen and does this, like i could honestly tie it back to jake having a dragon’s possessiveness but we’ll leave that for a separate post

Jake, Spud, and Trixie: i’m going to screech about these three. i love their dynamic- and jake and spud are very neurodivergent, you cannot take this headcanon from my cold, dead hands lol. like jake is adhd and spud, this kid is autistic. you will not be able to change my mind but seriously, their friendship is so strong and sure for episode reasons, sometimes they don’t exactly get along and it was almost killing me with the knowledge that spud and trixie didn’t know about jake being a dragon- the first reveal episode had me grinning, they are the best of friends. also spud knowing coding and hacking despite seemingly being very dumb? like he’s clearly intelligent- and admitted he would fail on purpose so what more is there to him?

Jake and the Dark Dragon: i love how i’m referencing a dynamic that barely got its screentime- but also, there was so much more potential for these two. like, i would’ve loved something where the dark dragon wanted to recruit jake to join his army- mentor him, it would have been such a great way to turn jake against his grandpa, against his own family but they didn’t do it. also, genuinely would’ve just loved learning more about what the dark dragon’s deal was- we got more for the huntsclan than we did for him, and maybe if the series hadn’t been cancelled, it might’ve been seen but alas

Now moving on to the closing features because i am immensely fixated- if there was a theoretical season three, i genuinely want the new threat that jake has to face to be the government (?) - think something like the guys in white from danny phantom but where they’re trying to capture magical creatures and do worse than what professor rotwood has tried (maybe even he goes on to help jake when he realizes that this group isn’t just looking to expose them) and planning to experiment on them or something. jake could be captured, or something like that and then things get more intense but we’ll get to this later because hoo boy, oh i have so many thoughts about the would’ve-been of season threes (looking at you too, rc9gn)

anyway, this show did not disappoint- sometimes it was kind of awkward to get through but even then, even with all of that, you could see the dedication placed (but the season two design for jake as a dragon was certainly… something)

anyway, that‘s all i have for today!

~ Mod Danny

[sledge-in-space]

You know, I've debated writing this for a long time. Because I know it's going to sound incredibly stupid.

But for a character who seems to matter so little in the grand scheme of things, Joey Hudson matters so much to me. She was our friend. She endured so much. And when we come to rescue her we can see that she broke out of her cell with a shank as her only weapon.

We can see that she killed at least three peggies during her escape. That she was laying low and most likely waiting for John.

She thought she was going to be trapped down there forever, and that eventually she was going to be killed. But she still fought at every step of the way, because she was going to go out fighting. We can see her resilience, tenacity and anger in her voice lines. And despite how much she suffered, she wasnt going to leave the other prisoners behind.

And I know she's just a character in a ubisoft game. We get glimpses of her personality but she isnt nearly as well rounded as some other members of the cast. In the end she dies anyway, so what does it matter?

It matters to me because it feels like a lot of people don't seem to care about what happened to her.

I think it's sad and honestly a little sickening that most of her worst moments have been gifed to hell and back, all the while there are people who wish they were in her position. Because if it were them, they could fuck John or get fucked by him.

I already feel like John is portrayed as being a bit of a creep, with the level of obsession he displays and how fulfilling he finds the act of hurting others. But when people wish they were in her position, or download shirtless mods for John in cutscenes where she's also present, it suddenly feels like Joey is in danger of something more sinister than torture.

I'm not blind. I understand why people like him as a villain and a character. But excluding Joey from the story or trivializing the cruel, sick torture she went through so that John gets full, unrestricted access to your dep?

It just doesn't feel right or fair in my opinion.

Which I know sounds ridiculous because it's a video game and none of the characters are real. It would be completely audacious of me to say that no one should like him, or that it is somehow morally unjust to ignore his cruelty.

I don't think liking "bad guy" characters is indicative of having no morals or empathy. I like a lot of characters from different media that have done terrible things. Plenty that are even worse than John. And you shouldn't have to justify why you like something, because your reasons are your own. I firmly believe that fiction is the perfect place to explore whatever you want for whatever reason you want.

It isn't my intention to police anyone.

But there's something about how Joey was treated that feels very wrong to me. John hurt her brutally and we can only specualte as to what he actually did, but we can see and hear the toll that it took on her. And for as long as the game has had a fandom she's been routinely ignored - I believe this is because John is by far a fan favorite, though I acknowledge that this is speculative and accusatory. Or, she gets made into some damsel in distress. All because she has an ungodly amount of mascara on her face in some scenes.

Quick tanget: For the amount of makeup she was wearing when the Sheriff's Dept. stormed Joseph's Compound - which was minimal at most - the runny mascara is just way too extreme (just a small detail that I personally can't stand).

But back to the point.

At least in fandom, if she isn't a damsel, and if she isnt discarded, then her friend and partner - the player character - is fucking the man who tortured her and broadcast her agony across the entire county. In front of her community, so she could be humiliated and broken in front of everyone. It didn't work - unlike like Pratt and Burke, she didn't break (though it's not a contest and I'm not trying to diminish their strength either) - but that didn't stop John from trying.

There's no shortage of people in the fandom who love her, who've showered her with girlfriends and boyfriends and made sure she had a happy ending somewhere. There's been fan art and fic, mods on pc that let her fight alongside you. I've seen a lot of people order commissions of her, myself included. Even my best friend has drawn her so many times it's hard to keep track.

Still, it feels like people are so quick to forget or disregard what happened to her. It was the same in 2018 as it is now, and with so many years having passed I don't anticipate she'll see much of a fandom resurgence.

I think thats a shame. I think her potential was wasted. And that sucks especially hard because of how strong she was made out to be.