#uwu this is directed to Chat

[patrice-bergerons]

The 'write for yourself uwu' culture shift has done real damage to fic writers imo. I recently had a post on the importance of strategic commenting break containment and I'm surprised by how many strangers who rb it in agreement feel the need to reassure in the tags that they do write for themselves, but...

There is a kernel of truth in the heart of this sentiment--if you only chase stats, you are unlikely to find joy in your writing. At the same time, I think we've veered too far in the other direction.

It is only natural to want engagement and the write for yourself crowd often overlooks how communal an effort fic writing usually is. So many story ideas are born from casual discussions about h/c's and favourite scenes and what ifs and the comment box is a cornerstone of this process. Not only can the discussions in the comment box be a hub for idea generation on their own, but even when the said idea generation takes place in DMs or Discord chats, commenting is often the first/easiest way into befriending authors; it's where community building starts.

Further, the write for yourself crowd similarly overlooks that the things a writer can write for themselves are often vast and many at any given time, and relative engagement levels across fandoms/ships can play a large part in which of those ideas a writer chooses to pursue--or whether they choose to publish their finished work at all.

In sum, I don't think we need to be this apologetic as writers for wanting feedback and engagement for what we post -- writing is hard work and it's only human that we want something external out of it in turn, however rewarding the process might intrinsically be.

[strawberri-elixir]

Sleepless nights

╰⇢ 4. FML

Warnings: another swear

note: more written parts again.

“Phones away. You know who you are.” Your teacher looked directly at you despite referring to the whole class.

You sighed, shoving the device in your pocket as Maki stifled a laugh. You mumbled a quiet ‘shut up’ before taking a sip of your coffee, staring at the board in front of you.

Your first class went by just fine, thanks to your caffeine intake. But as soon as you sat down next to Maki in your second class, you immediately felt your eyes begin to droop. The decisions that were made the night before were finally taking its toll on you.

“Fuck my life.” You murmur quietly.

It wasn’t long after when you felt your head grown heavy and your body start to sway, struggling to keep your body propped up. No more than a few minutes later, you gave in to the temptation and leaned forward, placing your head in your arms. A little nap wouldn’t hurt.

After what felt like only a few minutes, you felt Maki elbow your arm, a sign that class was over. You sit up, looking over at your friend as she gives you a suspicious grin.

“What are you looking at.” You shoot her a questioning look.

“Nothing.” She chuckles, standing up and beginning to walk out, knowing you’ll follow her. You quickly pack your belongings and chase after her, following her to your friend group’s usual lunch spot.

Once the two of you sat down, you finally pulled out your phone, looking at all of your notifications.

“Seriously.” You give Maki a light shove. She gives you a grin as she pulls out her phone and shows you the pictures she took of you.

“These are the best part of my day.” She swipes to the side, showcasing all the photos she has of you stored on her phone.

The two of you continue to wait for the rest of your friends to show up. Then finally you heard footsteps approaching and a pair of hands shake your shoulders.

“Boo.” Yuta poked his head into your field of vision.

You see Yuta, Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi all take their seats beside you and Maki, smiles on all their faces (minus Megumi who gave you a respectful nod).

“How was class?” You throw the question out.

“Great!”

“Boring.”

“Meh.” You received various responses.

Everyone began eating their lunches, engaging in idle chatter as the break went on. You quietly drank your juice box, leaning your head on Yuta’s shoulder as you occasionally added into a part of the conversation.

Your angle and view of the group blocked your view of Yuta’s face, making you completely oblivious to the hint of red that spread across his face. Everyone else would send knowing glances in your direction, but kept their mouths shut.

Almost everyone.

"Hey Yuta, are you oka-" Yuji started before his mouth was immediately covered by Nobara’s hand.

“Huh?” Yuta responded.

“Nothing. He’s just being an idiot like usual.” The brunette answered for her friend.

“Oh, okay then.” He went back to eating. “Also, I have this friend from English class and I was wondering if he could join us?”

“Sure!” The group collectively responded.

“Awesome, thanks.” He smiled.

It wasn’t much longer until the bell rang, indicating that class was about to start and it was time for all of you to part ways. You all bid your goodbyes and walked off towards your classes.

Masterlist | Next

new characters met! ╰⇢ Yuji ╰⇢ Megumi

fun facts:

— it seems like everyone with a working pair of eyes can see how yuta looks at you (except maybe yuji)

— despite being first years, yuji, megumi, and nobara all befriended you through your gym class

— your whole group has a group chat that’s usually very active (mostly for homework answers tbh)

taglist:

@sur-i-ki @aespaforlifersyall @camilo-uwu @butterflyqueen234 @shinsukeee @tanchosanke @emii4evr @lees-chaotic-brain @you-always-made-me-blush @jayathelostdragon @chilichopsticks @polarbvnny @instantmusico @sad-darksoul

[7atk1ngx]

<<Breakroom Chat>>

EDWARD NASHTON X READER <3

Summary: You and Ed first meet in the break room of both of the accounting firm you both work at. It's rather awkward, but not all first meets are romantic and "love at first sight", right? . . . Warnings: none, just normal and kind of sweet human interaction between two awkward coworkers because Ed deserves nice things UwU

You find yourself standing near the window of the break room, watching as the droplets of rain race down the cold, tempered glass that protects you from the outside elements. The day’s mood has been much like the weather outside, bleak and lackluster, the sun showing no signs of showing its lovely face anytime soon. But it seems as if life has been like this for a while now, office life is a lot more boring and draining than you expected.

Much like your last job as a waitress at the diner, actually. The scenery may have changed but not the situation. Except now, instead of customers insulting you to your face, you have condescending coworkers that smile at you and then take bites at you when they think you’re not listening, and somehow that hurts more. 

'Would Mike give me my old job back if I ask?'

You wonder while stirring your tea absentmindedly,

'I mean he said he would, but it's been three months so it’s probably too late.'

You’re pulled from your thoughts by the sudden cracking of the break room door opening, out of curiosity you look over to see who’s come to share said space with you and recognize the person as Edwin, or was it Edgar? You can’t remember, neither of you interacted much outside of courteous ‘good mornings’, and for all you know he probably doesn’t know your name either. 

He makes his way over to the coffee machine to serve himself into a flimsy disposable cup similar to yours. You don’t mean to, but you continue to watch him. The way he moves is awkward, almost hesitant really and for someone so tall it’s as if he’s trying to take up as little space as possible despite the room being almost empty. 

‘Say something before he notices you being a creep!’ Your internal thoughts scream at you.

 Looking down at your feet, you take a breath before mustering the courage to speak, “Nice weather we’re having, huh?” 

“Uh, excuse me?” He questions turning his body in your direction.

“I said, ‘Nice weather we’re having.’” You cringe internally as you repeat yourself a little louder. 

The presumed Edwin lets an awkward laugh before speaking, “Oh! Right, right, yeah, cloudy day and it’s raining cats and dogs outside. Beautiful.” He smiles at you, his soft features seem to glow under the fluorescent lighting overhead. Such a little act of kindness takes you by surprise and although you don't show it, the way your ears heat up and cheeks flush red tells another story. Luckily, your coworker doesn’t notice as he looks away to secure a lid on his coffee.

"Haha, exactly, it's lovely." You laugh with him as you slowly ease over to him near the coffee machine before testing the waters with his name. "Edwin, right?"

"Uh, no... It's Edward" He sighs out and averts his gaze to look down to the coffee cup in his hand. Edward’s mind is quick to bully him, ‘Of course she doesn’t know your name. Why would she? Be realistic, you’re nobody.’

‘How embarrassing,’ you think, kicking yourself mentally, 'At this point, just walk away and staple your mouth shut. Dumbass.' 

You're quick to apologize, bringing your free hand up to pinch the bridge of your nose in embarrassment and is the room suddenly warmer? or is it just your face growing more flushed by the second? "Oh! I'm sorry, I've never been good with names and we were ever properly introduced. My bad, I-I'm (y/n)."

‘Nice save, (y/n), that sounds reaaaal convincing.’

It’s a shame you didn’t know his name because Edward already knew yours, how could he not? One look of that lovely face and poor Edward was hooked. It had been Zach that introduced you to the entire office your first day, you hadn't noticed him among the dozens of eyes looking at you in that moment, but rest assured that he noticed you. The way you looked standing before everyone seemed so innocent, so vulnerable, and the beautiful smile you offered as you waved to everyone in the room. Oh, he was left speechless. Where have you been all his miserable life? You looked like an angel, a soft glowing light in the never ending darkness of City of Gotham.

Edward spent days thinking about that smile and hoping to see it again, hopefully this time for him only.

With a wave of his free hand he dismisses the mistake, trying to play it off in a cool manner despite the fact that inside he’s so nervous and afraid to mess up this simple interaction. It’s not everyday the man has a chance to talk to a woman, “No-no worries. Now you know for next time we talk, hehe…” 

“Oh, Next time for sure! Same time tomorrow then?” You ask jokingly.

“Yes.” Edward replies almost too quickly, it’s so sudden and you can’t help but laugh. A hearty laughter that erupts from your throat. ‘God, she’s gorgeous. Please never stop laughing, please.’ He thinks, his glasses almost fogging up from how hot his face is getting just from listening to you. Finally, getting the last of the giggles out of your system, you compose yourself before looking up at the clock above the break room door. 12:55 pm it reads, letting out a sigh you drink up the last of your cold tea before dropping it into the trash.

“Perfect, well, I’m gonna head back to my little desk and wait for 5pm! See you around, Edward.” You say holding out your fist towards the man. A moment passes, Edward stares at your closed hand before making a fist and hesitantly bumps it against yours.

With one last smile, you turn to leave the break room with Edward’s quiet voice calling out to you to have a nice day.

Edward stood a while longer in the break room not really knowing what to do, he felt a warmth blossom within his chest and butterflies flutter in his belly. A sigh leaves his lips as he thinks over the interaction, you’re a lot more beautiful up close, the way you speak and carry yourself is beautiful, everything about you is perfect to Edward. The green eyed man really hopes you mean it, about meeting him again that is, because he'd do anything to just stand so close to you once more. And for once, amidst the euphoric high caused by you, Edward’s mind is quiet. 

And then he burns himself after trying to drink his coffee.

Meanwhile, you’re back at your desk preparing to take on the rest of the day saying ‘hello’ to all your coworkers as they came back from their lunch break.

The rest of the day continues as usual for the most part, but in the back of your mind lingers your coworker, Edward. You can’t help but feel excited for tomorrow's lunch break. You really meant it, the conversation although short and rather awkward was nice and helped you forget the possibility of quitting this job, you hope to see more of that nerdy accountant. 

'He’s kinda cute.' You think peaking over the receptionist desk to where Edward’s own place in the office. Curious eyes lingering on the man as he scribbles away on ledger sheets, he looks so focused and the way he adjusts his glasses with the pencil in his hand makes you light headed.

 'I was wrong, He’s very cute…'

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A/N: If you've come this far, thank you! This is actually my first fanfic, so I hope you like it.

I'm actually so late to the Paul Dano craze! I just watched "The Batman" like last week and fell in love with Paul Dano's portrayal of The Riddler, he's so cute lololol. I'll likely keep writing about him, I really hope the fandom isn't too dead.

Anywho, please feel free to comment or send asks. I'd also appreciate feedback too!

-Rom <3

[0w0tsuki]

You wanna know what fucking sucks about the trans andro crowd? You know besides the fact that all it takes is a transfem breathing the wrong direction at them for them to call her a Terf. The fact that they have the SHEER GAUL to claim it is in the name of TransUnity.

You wanna know what trans unity was? It was a term created for us to rally around when this tide of genocidal legislation started rising. To gather around and show SUPPORT for one another. To mobilize and RESIST this wave of hatred.

And tbros saw this as a very convenient shield, an uno reverse card, something to accuse other people of being against when they themselves aren't performing it. If you call them out on their infighting and punching across they will use the very fact that your criticizing them of this to argue that actually? NO! YOUR infighting!

None of these tbros are going in counter protest to ACTUAL Terf rallies. They aren't spreading donation posts. They aren't talking about news about daily anti-trans laws being put forth and trying to resist them. No. They spend their whole time trying to Gotcha! Trans women.

You know what people interested in ACTUAL TransUnity don't do? We don't have our top blog actively promote a blog dedicated to block evading (while simultaneously blocking out all criticism) to grab full username screenshots of trans folks they want to witch hunt and put them next to hate anons from feds calling them shit like zipper tits in order to whip up their audience to either sent hate or to EXCLUDE THEM. Like actually patting themselves on the back that they got swaths of the community to denounce and exclude us. All while trying to claim it's not transmisoginistic because they're MAINLY targeting other transmen. You know. Those trans men who said "actually that's kinda fucked up. I'ma actually stand in solidarity with my sisters" who were immediately branded as traitors by them. DEFINITELY not an attempt to separate us from the few allies we have while simultaneously telling those in your community "THIS is what happens if you stand against us!"

They don't "joke" about their group chat of Transandrophobia truthers that have been called transmisoginsts so many times that they see calling themselves that as an inside joke signalling each other to swarms posts about transmisoginy.

They don't purposely form insular communities where the only transfems allowed are those who sign at the gate they agree to every single say and they have social clout within that circle for organizing it. They don't try to USE said clout to try and redefine the TERF for these people in a way that would give them the position to call transfems TERFs (which they themselves admit to being a former member of).

And they don't try to discredit and not read arguments from the other side by screenshoting their bios to see if there's anything that they can point out that in their opinion shouldn't be listened to in the first place from "oh she's a white uwu cat girl" to "oh she's a bi lesbian". For all of the hand wringing that the trans andro crowd goes on about how "everyone listens to trans women over trans men and we just get ignored" they CERTAINLY don't have ANY interest in actually listening to trans women. There are no attempts at appeals to our arguments. No "I can see why trans women feel this way and I want to acknowledge their oppression while still advocating for mine" just "oh so you just hate trans men". No attempts at actual UNDERSTANDING trans women who feel hurt by their actions.

Your telling me the crowd who so ADAMANTLY opposed the terms transmisoginy and tme/tma in the first place. Who viewed every post of transfems complaining about the intracommunity oppression they felt as a personal attack on them. Your telling me these people should be given the benefit of the doubt when they try to argue for their own term which is DEFINITELY not reactionary to transmisoginy.

Your going to tell me the crowd that has convinced themselves that they are in a subculture war against transfems have their hearts in the right place and are trying to bring the community together when they are actively working to exclude transfems and their allies from the queer community?

Yall should find FUCKING APPALLING these people who've only ever acted like exclusionary bullies about their politics take a term that was supposed to be a rallying cry for trans people and turn it into the "so much for the tolerant left" but for the queer community, to demand all of the patience and consideration in the world while giving none. I don't even have to argue against their theory. Their actions speak louder than words.

[avlewis]

Hier j'ai récupérée cette adorable boule de poile à mon travail :3 elle était abandonnée sur la route trempée comme une serpillière. Je ne sais qui est l'immonde personne qui a osé faire ça à cette adorable petite chatte absolument trop mignonne. Mais je si je le trouve je vais utiliser ma pelle uwu. Bref. Je l'ai récupérée séchée et réchauffée. J'ai pris des croquettes pour bébé et lui ai donné de l'eau. Elle a fait un gros dodo et j'ai un peu joué avec elle :3 heureusement mon chérie m'a aidée et il était tout aussi gaga que moi x). Mais malheureusement on a pas pu garder la petite boule de poile sniff xox elle a été adoptée dans la journée par une maman de l'école où je travail qui a déjà un chat chez elle :3. J'ai eu des nouvelles se matin. Elle a été top et maintenant elle s'appelle Fanta :3 et elle aura rdv chez le veto jeudi. Tout en sachant que Fanta n'a pas de tatouage ou de puce uwu. Petite Fanta je t'aurais bien gardée si mon propriétaire acceptait les animaux et si mon mec n'était pas allergique.

Voilà la boule de poile, je l'ai vu j'étais amoureuse d'elle directement. Ça va ma convaincu que plus tard moi et mr on aura un chat ou un chien et qu'il sera l'un ou l'autre couvert d'amour et croquette x).

[storiesofsung]

Question for OM! players:

What is something that you want be canon/have a more prominent characteristic in Obey Me in the main storyline?

I’ll go first (starting with the least controversial)

Leviathan’s ex-role as grand admiral of hell’s navy

This seems to be a key point in Levi’s characteristics and overall nature, which actually explains a lot of where he’s coming from, other than “oh he’s envy so obviously he’s envious 🙄🙄🙄🤓🤓👆”…I mean that is true, buuuut I mean the more personal aspects of him characters. Yes he is a ball of envy but he specifically chooses to be an otaku, or more specifically a gamer for that matter.

A casual player who couldn’t have been that invested in the game would just say “oh uh because the game needed a quirky shut in”, which is may be partially true but also does deny the fact that he used to be, and still is, a master strategist due to his role in the Celestial War. Leviathan is smart, that I cannot deny. He may not be book smart like Satan but he is smart, and it was this intelligence of his was more explored as a plot point or at least given more importance in the story rather than a throw away in a chat.

I mean cmon be fr rn. Being Grand Admiral FROM MOTHERFUCKING HELL is a big deal no matter how you put it, former or otherwise. It’s just a bit of a waste for this to be so overlooked because I don’t know, the developers want him to play into his uwu shy boy persona all the more.

No cuz imagine Beyoncé becoming a barista in the future and from that point on nothing about her being literal Beyoncé is even given a lick of recognition like “May I take your order Ma’am” “HOLY SH-“ “um chill anyways so”

Another thing it explains is his certain envy towards his brothers and other people for that matter. Yes the game could’ve easily gone through the “oh yeah he’s envy soo 🤓🤓🤓” and honestly it sorta did but it also could’ve have gone in the opposite direction and explained that oh maybe the root of his jealously stemmed from his importance in the war—and now that that has been stripped of him, he doesn’t know what to do with himself, he thinks of himself as worthless now that he can’t move on from his ptsd.

This specific scenario was explained upon in the first few chapters of Nightbringer where he was jealous his brothers were able to move on with their lives while he lived in a cesspool of his owl self-pity, and I do applaud the game for that. (honestly I’m just picky that they didn’t go through the admiral route because HE COULDVE BEEN SO FRIGGIN HOT IN HIS OUTFIT I SWEAR—)

Ahem.

Lastly, I think this could’ve also explained (at least slightly) the extent of his power as the Leviathan. I mean he is a sin, he is a powerful demon from Hell, yet like all of them we don’t get to see the extent of his power, or at least a glimpse into what he can do (HE IS A DEMON AFTER ALL AND THE THIRD RANKED BROTHER IN TERMS OF STRENGTH, CMON BRO) :)

Man.

I really am grateful to all the fans who provided fanart and fanfic of Levi as admiral.

Lastly, happy birthday Leviathan

[itssideria]

i've seen a few posts these past few days about how, regarding the finale, c!tommy's last words weren't an apology to c!dream—more of a "oh shit i've just realised my plan will blow us all up and i want to apologise for that fuck fuck FUCK"

and yknow what? they're right!! they are so very right!! when i was initially ranting-post finale, i honestly forgot that there were people either not watching the stream live/not watching at all, and in hindsight i can see how word got out that "oh ctommy apologised to his abuser". because, let's make one thing clear—he did not. ctommy comes to understand cdream, but also clearly and unequivocally says "you're still evil." the one saving grace that ending had was that at the end of it, ctommy does not apologise for being abused.

however. that was never even my problem in the first place.

the issue with the finale wasn't the apology (at the very least, its not the worst issue.) the issue with the finale was the framing. because, let's face it, ctommy realising he has doomed everyone and his last words being an apology for that? makes sense!! that is literally how ctommy acts!! i get that! i'm OKAY with that! hell, ctommy finding it in his heart to understand cdream and feel pity for him ALSO makes sense. it's ctommy. he's that server's goddamn sunshine! he is the hope when there is no hope left and the resolve at the height of war and a heart stubbornly pumping against a bloody sleeve like. thats our ctommy!! that is HIM!!

you wanna know what doesn't make sense, though? framing those actions as if they are good in this scenario. framing them as if they are helping ctommy.

the issue isn't that tommy tries to understand dream. the issue is that it fucking works. the issue is that dream softens, and acts all sad and uwu-baby-boy, and becomes so fucking soft in the span of two seconds that the entire twitch chat felt sorry for him. i SAW that happen! i saw viewers siding with dream, feeling sorry for him, saying he WAS absolved after all!! the issue is that every time ctommy has tried to fight for himself in the past it's failed him—but the scenario where he sympathises with his abuser?? that's the one you want to tell me helps? after everything, every excellent writing decision, after MONTHS of making dream a sadistic piece of shit and tommy a traumatised kid healing more and more by the day, THAT'S what you want to tell me works? talking things out normally? in the last stream dream had cclingy strung up in a fucking saw trap! HOW is this what works??

add in everything else on top of that—ctommys weak arguments against dream and punz, the character assassination of cdream as a villain, the way dream just immediately softens, the fact that, apology to dream or not, tommys last ever words are sorry directed toward his abuser—yeah. yeah, the issue is far deeper than the wrong word. the issue was in the framing of that scene as a whole.

[arospecsyourblockdudes]

no bc ur right. i feel like mcyt fandom spaces jsut. don't care about women bc all female ccs are either put into the box of "uwu soft girl cottagecore lesbian catgirl pretty pink" or "one dimensional #girlboss with sword" (sorry if u dont want this kinda discoursey stuff in ur inbox i just had some observations)

(nah idm it! i'm always up for chatting)

Yeah, that's true! And I feel like it's true of a lot of fandoms that female characters in general get put into those roles. Like, we all are overcorrecting from seeing female characters as "getting in the way of my gay ship >:(" and "sweet honeybun uwu" and "mom friend hehe" that we've gone in another weird direction. And like, I guess in regards to shipping in mcyt fandoms, there was a period where a lot of fans reduced female ccs to perceived relationships with male ccs. So now there's overcorrecting and m/f shipping is just like....seen as a weird cringe thing. I wouldn't even mind so much if it wasn't popular if female ccs got plenty of attention but like...that really isn't the case. Witchcraft SMP is a beautiful social experiment in people only caring about male ccs lmao

[lokiina]

should write the kiss with them down. right here uwu ↷

skdfjhksdfj

Okay hold oonnnnn. Yeah I'mma do it. This is what was living rent free in my head.

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Zayn was never one for purposely putting himself in the spotlight, if he could blend into the background where possible he usually tried to go that route. So it was already a strange scenario for him to be in a relationship with someone who was a little more publicly known, and what didn't help was the fact that Dino was not shy, by any means. If you were his, he'd make it known to everyone without shame. Trying to find the balance between them was occasionally a little rough but the nomad was adjusting, trying to build more confidence in that department.

It was a Friday night, the bar was busy. Zayn didn't often show up when the place was that crowded, it stressed him out a little to have so much going on in tight quarters like that but he was curious about a band Dino let have the stage for the night and wanted to swing by to check them out.

"Hey kid, D didn't think you were comin, he's by the bar," The large man at the door motioned back with his thumb behind himself. "I almost didn't, thanks Zeus." Zayn gave him a pat on the arm before moving further into the building. Dino was standing with a few other people chatting about something when he noticed Zayn approaching. "Ah! Pup you made it!" He quickly downed the glass of whisky he had in his hand and placed the glass on the bar counter before giving the shorter man his full attention. An automatic motion on Dino's part he went to lean in for a kiss and all Zayn could think about in that split second was how many eyes were on him. He had a brief moment of panic and sort of made an aim for a quick little peck on the cheek instead. Dino blinked, was shockingly still as he was a little caught off guard by that move. His brow furrowed a little and he gave Zayn a puzzled look. "The fuck was that? Come 'ere." Before he realized it was even happening, the Fixer had moved to tug him in close and plant his lips on his with a much more hungry and enthusiastic kiss. Zayn's eyes widened at the brief shock but inevitably melted into the other man's touch anyway. When he let him go his face was probably about as bright as his hair. He was almost immediately trying to see how many people had stood and watched what just happened. Dino placed his hands on the sides of Zayn's head and moved his head to look up at him, "Hey, eye's on me. Ya gotta stop worryin' bout everyone else. Fuck em." "I know I know... Easier said than done though," Zayn rubbed his hands over his own face. Luckily the place was loud enough most people wouldn't have heard their exchange. So he tried to at least focus on that. Did it help? Maybe a little. "Anyone ever tries to give ya grief, just knock their fuckin teeth out." Dino smirked, "Or point me in their direction."

[squipy-shippy]

I've been really struggling to get connected to my f/o's so I'm making an ask game! (With help from chat gpt uwu) so welcome to

SELF SHIP ASK GAME

(space and ai edition uwu)

👾-Have you ever felt like your partner is from another planet? How do you handle communication or misunderstanding when it seems like you're speaking completely different languages?

✨-What are some small, magical moments in your relationship that make you feel appreciated or loved? How can you create more of these moments together to strengthen your bond?

🌌-What are some of the big dreams and goals that you and your partner have for your future together? How can you support each other in achieving these dreams, and what steps can you take now to move closer to making them a reality?

🪐-Just like planets revolve around the sun, relationships go through cycles of ups and downs. How do you and your partner handle the challenges that arise during the tough times? What steps can you take to get back on track and ensure that your relationship continues to thrive?

🌎-As citizens, we have a shared responsibility to take care of the planet we call home. How can you and your partner work together to reduce your carbon footprint and make more sustainable choices in your everyday lives?

😶‍🌫️-Silence can be a powerful tool for reflection and introspection, but it can also be a source of tension in relationships. How do you and your partner navigate moments of silence and communicate effectively even when words may not come easily? How can you use moments of silence to deepen your connection and build greater intimacy in your relationship?

🧑‍🚀-Space exploration requires teamwork and collaboration, just like building a successful relationship. How do you and your partner work together to achieve common goals, and what steps can you take to ensure that you are both pulling in the same direction?

🛸-Just like a UFO sighting, relationships can sometimes feel mysterious and unpredictable. How do you and your partner navigate the unknowns and uncertainties of your relationship? How can you use moments of mystery and surprise to keep your relationship fresh and exciting?

🎚️-Just like adjusting the volume on a soundboard, relationships require balance and fine-tuning. How do you and your partner maintain a healthy balance between work, family, personal interests, and your relationship?

🧑‍🔬-Just like a scientist conducting experiments, relationships require a curious and open-minded approach. How do you and your partner stay curious about each other and keep exploring new aspects of your relationship?

[eevachu]

Something really funny about uninstalling most of my direct messaging and social media apps from my phone, and muting most of my other notifications, because I have regressed to a similar state as where I was as a teen in the 00’s.

You have to catch me at home, on my desktop computer, logged into a specific application and with notifications turned on in order to contact me. I can’t see any of the replies on social media sites on-the-go because I’m not logged in on my phone. I’m just out here with my smart phone that I use to text people, listen to music, take photos and play glorified snake. I’m a pair of cargo pants and an anime wristband away from logging into limewire while I chat with my friends on AIM about the art I just posted to deviantART.

And honestly? Kinda great. Kinda poggers. Dare I say it: kinda “roflmao rawr xD.” uwu

Reject modernity and being available 24/7/365, return to status: offline.

[kaedeakeshisworld]

Devour

wc: 999

cw: /!\dark content ahead proceed with caution, reader is self collared, carnal desire, stalker behaviour, naive reader, reader explains collar etiquette, manipulation, reader feels safe in his arms but he's the real threat, Nipple pinching once, choking, thigh riding, blood kink, blood consumption, he talks to reader’s pussy like he knows her better than she does 😩, fingering, pet names such as princess and pretty little thing .

gist: A predator never loses his prey from his sight. How far is he willing to go to finally have her within his grasp? Will he have to force you or frightening you is enough to make you his?

cs: first time writing for Tokyo Ghoul uwu. Also, I love this character so much that I had to write about him first. More on the way of course!!😘

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To sink his teeth on it.

He wants to bite it.

He desires to see your sweet blood trickle down your neck, go through the valley of your soft boobs. Oh, how he wishes to fondle your whole body while you are still in a hazy state. He can’t wait to have you under him. He’s been watching you and he knows your routine all too well to be exactly where you are tonight. There’s this popular club that is extremely hype lately and he knows that you swing by once a month more precisely the last Thursday of each month. 

He watches you sway your hips to the beat of the music, you let yourself loose after a rough week. He keenly watches his prey, you haven’t noticed his presence and you certainly won’t because as soon as you look towards that direction from which you felt a burning gaze from you’re met with other people that are doing the exact same thing as you: dancing. You keep doing your thing, it’s probably your imagination .

Chatting outside of the club with him led you to answer his question. 

“ I’ve seen you quite often around town, why do you always have that choker on your neck? Are you in a d/s relationship dynamic?” Oh, he knows about this, you can’t even curve his question. Do you trust this stranger, he does not seem harmful or ill intended so why not? 

Usually, people tend to be aware of collar etiquette but it doesn’t hurt to explain right!? So, here you are telling him what you can and cannot do when you encounter people like this. It’s true that some people wear it for fashion and others to display ownership their dom has over them but what about people like you? 

“Well”, you start “it’s complicated but to sum it up this comes from a lot of self reflection upon how I tend to treat myself as you touch your collar lightly and “it acts as if it were an oath for me to take care of myself as any rightful dom would cater to the needs of their sub.”

You know he is not listening because his eyes wander from your face to your neck, lingering on your decollete.

“I have to go home if I still want to properly function later today”

“I’ll go with ya, a lady like you shouldn’t be wandering by herself in the streets this late”

“I’m fine thank you for your concern but I got this”

“Seriously” he advances “well, lately there have been girls within your age range that have been found dead after leaving on their own, I don’t want to wake up with those news in the morning so let me accompany you”

“Okay”

You don’t want to die yet so you let him do that. He gets you home safely like he promised he would. You want him to leave but you also want him to stay. Has the alcohol worn off, you’re not entirely sure? 

“Thank you for getting me back home safely”

“My pleasure” and he smirks

He’s a menace and you want a taste. That’s your first mistake, you’re a grown woman but you should not let a stranger inside your place. You lead him to the living room where you both sit on the couch and you have to tell him what’s on your mind.

“You shouldn’t go back home, I’ll let you stay here. After what you told me, I don’t feel like I’ll be able to sleep.”

“Oh, you’re frightened now? Don’t worry, I’ll protect you. I’ll make sure no one lays a finger on you.” He leans in to hug you and you let him, you do feel a little bit better.

You get him a beer and rest your head on his shoulder, his left hand snakes around your waist. 

Suddenly, you’re butt naked. All your clothes are discarded on the floor but your collar still adorns your delicate neck. He kisses you and you kiss him back, you rub yourself on his thigh, a bit of friction down there would be major help. And he stops, he looks at your dilated pupils, your laboured breath and chuckles.

“You surely are a sight to look at princess, I knew it from the moment I set my sights on you”

You’re physically there but your brain now is solely focused on pleasure. He noticed only after your orgasm so he had to pinch your nipple to get a discernible response from you

“That hurts”, you pout

“You were not answering so I thought I would check I you were still here” 

He puts his hands on your hips and encourages you to keep riding his thigh. The noises falling from your lips are heavenly, he could die like this. The contrast between your angelic moans and wet sounds your sex makes while you’re chasing another orgasm is filthy.

He kisses your neck sensually, giving it some licks too and when your orgasm washes over you he bites and you black out.

You open your eyes up. You’re on his lap, your back faces his chest and he is vigorously groping your boobs, he’s panting in your left ear. His hard on is poking your butt but you know you won’t be getting his dick anytime soon.

He has a firm grip or your neck, your sex is on full display for him to do as he pleases with you and you can’t say a word because each time you tell him he’s doing too much he says “Well jokes on you, she does not” talking about your pussy “seem to share your opinion, so I will give her what she wants ain’t that right, pretty little thing?” and he curls his finger on that spongy area that makes you see stars. The rest of the night is history or as he had already envisioned it: a picture that perfectly fit his expectations.

Part 18 of the Pride Series

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[raxistaicho]

Are we not Engaged... in bizarro world? Second part.

DLC story spoilers under the cut.

-’Kay so we just fought Elusia and also for some reason Solm.

-Ivy thinks Nel should be on their side. Mauvier fucked up the ritual, nicely done, Alt Mauvier!

-Neither Ivy nor Timerra want to give up the bracelets.

-Nel goes fucking dragon mode and wastes Ivy and Timerra, lol.

-Nel refuses to really explain why she went to such extremes. Alear offers little pushback.

-Only Edelgard is left.

-Oh nvm, Alear’s pissed.

-Nel finally explains that they’re Corrupted. Seems everyone we’ve fought were all Corrupted. Jeez, is there anyone left?

-Yeah, seems like there’s no humans left on Alt Elyos aside from the Four Winds. Well that’s bleak, lol. Nel didn’t tell the Winds or Nil because then she thinks Alear would also learn because Alear reminds her of Alt Alear and she wants to protect her. What? She should’ve known for years.

-Alear gushes about how much Nel takes care of everyone, but this upsets her because of her memories of Alt Alear.

-Oh god, Alt Alear pinky promised Nel that he’d return from battle, lol.

-Anyways she’s been distant from Alear because the memories cause her pain.

-Nel dropped the bracelets, Nil picked them up. He’s being suspicious. Oh yeah he’s gonna try to kill Alear, lol.

-Nil woke up Tiki, seems he can do that.

-So he was faking being useless, lol. Sombron encouraged him to pretend to be weak to outwit his other siblings. Alt Sombron seems to like gaslighting more than ruling by fear.

-Nel’s sulking under a tree. The Winds just chat a lot. A lot. They’re trying to figure out how to make it up to Nel.

-Nel’s come around. She wants to apologize for her past rudeness.

-Nil said he was going to kill Alear but it seems like he just kidnapped her instead. lol. Nil’s putting on his BS “oh uwu me I’m a soft boy woe is me Alear ran off alone” act again, fuck this little twerp.

-Now that I know it’s an act I fucking hate this little asshole’s “oh I’m so weak, woe is me :(” routine.

-Now we’re in Solm. The sky’s blood-red here, too. Nil led them into an ambush and now he’s turning on Nel.

-Zelestia catches on pretty quickly.

-Nil wants to fulfill Sombron’s ambitions, but unless Alt Sombron had a different plan Nil can’t do that.

-Wait, why’d Nil even bother luring them to Solm, he coulda just left them confused and without direction in Elusia. Oh yeah, Nel can’t transform because Nil has her dragonstone. Rip the only thing keeping Nel relevant, lol.

-Four Winds want to hold the line so Nel can save Alear.

-What the fuck, it looks like Nil was keeping Alear close by to where he took Nel, WHY THE FUCK DID NIL BRING THEM THERE, LOL.

-Nil and Alear have the shittiest argument of all time. He wants to force her to do something that’ll help his plan. Nel busts in in dragon form. Again, why did Nil lure Nel and the Winds right to the temple where he was keeping Alear, their death doesn’t seem to further his plan at all.

-Oh hey it’s the mystery assassin from chapter 1. By process of elimination, he’s Fogado. Why did they obscure Fogado’s identity? Trailer bait, that’s it. Also Hortensia’s here.

-Oh god this map looks cancer.

-Apparently I have to heal Alear, who is imprisoned, implying Nel will try to kill her. WHY WOULD NEL WANT TO DO THAT, HE SAID HE NEEDS HER ALIVE STILL.

-Nel tries to reason with Nil. Her mistake is assuming Nel is being remotely rational.

-Chapter 5 was so bad that I got irritated and turned the difficulty down to normal, lol.

-Okay we knocked Nil unconscious. Are we going to... kill him? Restrain him? What?

-No, we’re deadass just gonna leave Nil lying around to come back and stab us in the back later.

-Four Winds are fuuuuuuucked. Mauvier suggests a suicide attack knocking the temple down on the waves of corrupted with the Winds still inside.

-There’s a lot of leadup to the deaths of a bunch of characters I’ve barely had any time to get to know, especially Madeline and Mauvier who just barely arrived.

-Oh Nil’s back up and laughing and shit.

-Nil takes Nel hostage and demands meeting him at the Somniel which isn’t floating in this world.

-Oh, guess Nil isn’t the real Nil, and the real Nil died at somesuch point. I don’t give a fuck. I sincerely don’t. What the fuck is the point of this plot twist, it would be like if it was revealed Ferdinand was actually Zweidinand, the second son of Duke Aegir, and the real Ferdinand died in the backstory and nobody ever knew him and nobody cares.

-More cryptic shit.

-Also, can we go to another alt world if we head for the DLC well in the Alt World?

-Oh, we visit the Somniel but it’s all in ruins so it’s not really recognizable.

-Roflmao, Nel even points out there’s nothing to rule in the alt world since everyone but them is dead but Nil doesn’t care, he just wants power. What a shitty villain.

-Nil gives the reveal to Nel to upset her.

-So wait, were Nil and fake Nil BOTH weak? Just by happenstance? Oh nvm, Nil is sadge and he - oh he’s mind controlled. Of course he is, this is fucking Fire Emblem Engage.

-Oh, all this runaround is because Edelgard’s bracelet is sealed somehow. Alt Alear placed the seal, so Alear can probably break it.

-Alear just INSTANTLY submits and undoes the seal without doing anything to confirm Nel will be safe. Nil turns into a dragon, I guess using the power of the bracelets.

-Four Winds show up to ave Nel. Mauvier dedge. Guess that’s why Mauvier was just identical to his main game counterpart, there was no need for him to... be different at all. Idk, it’s still stupid. Mauvier warped the other Winds out with a Warp Staff, and he died.

-I swear, the Four Winds are getting more development than Nel and Nill, roflmao.

-Seems there was a Veyle in this world, too, and she’s dead.

-This final map is fucking gigantic.

-Why does Nil have two instant kill attacks.

-I was told that Alear can kill Nil over his super duper defensive terrain on turn 1 and I don’t give a shit about playing by the Fell Xenalogue’s rules anymore. Sadly, my Alear didn’t have the damage so I put this on hold until I got Marth back, thinking Divine Speed (and also Veyle’s personal ability) might make up the difference. Unfortunatly this turned out to be a mistake because I forgot Draconic Hex was something you had to unlock on Corrin and I had her on Gregory. Oh well :’3

-Bracelets poof away, “their duty is done”.

-Nil finally realizes he’s “truly worthless”.

-Lol, Nil and fake Nil had an uncanny similarity and much in common. How stupidly convenient. So I know the point of this is that it ties into the found family theme Engage has, but the problem is I don’t think this works because Nel and fake Nil are blood family anyways. They just aren’t twins.

-Lol fake Nil says if they let him live he’ll “bring the world to the brink of ruin” again. I don’t think you can kill everyone and replace them with corrupted when they’re all already dead.

-The Nil/Fake Nil switch is made even more pointless when Nel reveals she knew about it from the start. This is part awkward theme application, part manufactured drama.

-Nel stabs herself for some fucking reason. Apparently this will “ease his pain”. I guess because her dragonstone, which Sombron cursed to control Nil, will break, but couldn’t she just take the stupid thing back? Now he’s mourning, good job, Nel.

-Anyways, Fake Nil is actually Rafal.

-At least Rafal admits the whole mind control spell is a shitty excuse for what he did.

-Anyways, Rafal says he’ll do the whole energy transfer thing Lumera did to revive Nel, and Alear invites him to join her in her Elyos once it’s all done. Apparently the bracelets brought the two worlds closer because this Sombron still wanted to leave the world, so why the fuck then did he want an heir if he was planning to leave Elyos still.

-Alear points out this world’s empty and beyond saving and invites the Winds to join her in the main Elyos. The Winds have a pretty sweet moment planning out what they’ll do, then they agree to go. The Four Winds got better development than Nel and Nil, roflmao.

-So uhhhh, this story was pointless. It just existed to give us a chance to go, “wow, the royals are being weird!” except they drop that plot point about halfway through to focus on the twins, who are both lame characters. This DLC campaign told us nothing of value about the world or anyone in it because there’s no way to know what in the alt world applies to the main world. Bah.

-Back on the main world Somniel, Nel and Rafal showed up sooner than Alear existed. Evidently it’s been a thousand years for Nel and there’s some day inside hour outside nonsense going on, so the devs got to just... NOT show Rafal reconciling with Nel or atoning to her for all the dickish shit he did. Oh well.

[thebeeper]

hey chat i think we need to have a little talk about the flanderization of characters as a response to historical mischaracterization... y'all are going a bit too far in the other direction i fear

what i mean by this is that i've noticed a pattern where a character, particularly one from an older work, has been traditionally mischaracterized in the mainstream and an alternative response is developed (primarily online or in contemporary retellings) to try to claim that character is entirely misunderstood and that they are the exact opposite of their mischaracterization, which often ends up being a vast oversimplification.

like, I'm so tired of seeing people act like hades is the epitome of husband material and that he "never did anything wrong, uwu, he's just a goth bad boy!!!11!!!!!!!1!". I understand that it's frustrating to see him misinterpreted as analogous to the judaeo-christian devil, but my god it is just as aggravating when people go so far in the other direction as to try to build the case that he is completely perfect - especially at the expense of the women in his stories. like, can y'all not see that the feminist interpretation of the tale is not "hades is good and treats persephone so so so well, actually, and demeter is just a controlling bitch getting in the way of true love" - which, along with making me feel borderline gaslit, also serves to demonize a complex female character for literally no reason other than to make a man look better? Just because zeus did worse doesn't mean that kidnapping a woman and using magic to trap her with you forever and ever isn't all sorts of fucked up.

also, that kind of interpretation shows a fundamental misunderstanding of greek mythology as a whole and the purpose these myths played in ancient greeks' lives - these aren't just works of fiction in the "traditional" sense, and to treat them as if they were does a massive disservice to the original text and leads to an inability to interpret it in any nuanced or meaningful way. trying to apply morality to the gods in greek mythology is a completely futile task because morality in general is so far removed from the purpose of the hellenistic pantheon.

like, guys - it's ok to like characters that do bad things (i promise). it is so so so much worse to instead pretend those bad things never happened or that they weren't that bad or even that they were good, actually. if your favorite little guy does something devious and villainous then recognizing and accepting that is much more productive than the alternative.

[hegrowth]

this just in, BG3 has me by the throat. again. uwu;

I'm farther than I've ever gotten in a playthrough (currently in the underdark after defending the grove) and I'm comfortably beginning to start new playthroughs with rp in mind specifically. if you'd like to chat @ me about BG3 or will listen to my ramblings as I play, feel free to add me on discord, just lmk who you are !

sealkii

also sorry if I'm less around than usual, or posting BG3 stuff like a few nights ago owo; feel free to block this tag to avoid those kinds of posts: ° selkie plays games !

also also, I will gently direct ya'll to @gatherparty my sideblog for BG3, DnD, PoE, and ES muses ! I'll probs be adding / talking about BG3 muses there soon~

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Oh and full disclaimer, most other people's chats also have a character tag by now HOWEVER those are way more recent and cc!Techno was the first guy to canonize his chat + his chat arguably had the most direct influence on the plot so I'm giving him the credit either way uwu

I really love how "Technoblade's Chat" is a CHARACTER tag on AO3

It fascinates me that this originated as cc!Techno talking to his chat during lore streams which breaks the fourth wall, but then he canonized it for c!Techno as the literal voices in his head. And these voices then grew their own lore connected to the blood god and had a direct influence on the plot (such as with The Egg). And then people started including them into in-universe fics - essentially fully removed from the connotation of streaming and live chats - often enough that they have their own character tag and some fics completely focus on c!Techno's relationship with Chat as an entity/character.