#well in any case. im as thankful as i am scared

[icannotgetoverbirds]

and if you're going for socially acceptable across political spectrums: every fat person ever would like to have several words with op, along with little people, children, people with addictions, people who can't care for themselves, intersex people, JEWISH PEOPLE for goodness sake, and probably several others I haven't thought of, as well as everyone for whom one or more of those identities intersect.

Did you forget that people frequently cite eugenics as a solution for fat disabled people as a joke, including hardened leftists? Or do you just not see them as humans, or humans worthy of the things every human deserves?

Making fun of short people is the last social taboo seen as acceptable

[mayoonn]

heyya! i saw u needing some1 to request so here i am 😈 imagine maki (from jjk) is from a family thats known for their alpha genes (yes. a/b/o universe.) and shes engaged with m!reader whom she thought is a female omega due to his pretty face + mid length hair. she couldnt do anything but froze infront of m!reader bcs she thinks that an angel has fallen (cheesy, i know.) but no, its not a fallen angel. ts a human being. maki is rough at reader first but cant help being smitten to reader liek shes ready to give the whole world for him. also could u add smut innit? any kinks r welcome ;) and and make maki a softdomtop!!!!@ im such a sucker for maki ong 😩 ANYWAYS have a great weekend :]]

Thank you, dear! Maki is so.. hfgghh ♡♡

I apologize if it's very late and if this story was a little rushed or doesn't make sense, I was in the hospital with my mom.. Don't worry, she is very well! She just had surgery (I'm suck at writing smut ಥ_ಥ)

(Male reader!!, smitten omega! reader, subbttm! reader, alpha! Maki, softdom! Maki, Maki has cock, reader has pussy and cock, feminization, nipple play, frottage, rough to soft vanilla sex)

Being an omega is a curse and a blessing for you at the same time, from getting special treatment to getting treated like a slut or an object sometimes. It was 0 to 100 real quick, you have to meet the right person or in this case, the right alpha. You were glad your parents weren't like those abusive or narcissistic as other Omegas are experienced before. You actually have a very decent and normal life, your parents taught you well especially about the alphas.

You believe that not all alphas are that horrible but often, you heard or even saw with your own eyes that you actually questioned yourself whether you should even mate with one. You are an independent, one truly rare to see in omegas so it's really a choice to have a mate. Your parents were worried that you'll end up alone all your life so they offered to set up an arrangement of alphas as your potential mate.

At first you were reluctant, you were afraid about your parents taste in alphas. Not that they had terrible taste, you were scared of what kind of alphas they are. You know how they can be but thinking of being alone for the rest of your life sounds depressing. You agreed nonetheless and your parents were very delighted. They were so excited that you were sure they already made a list..

For the first few dates, they were terrible. Just as you expected, one even sent death threats just because you weren't interested in.. "Open relationship". You frustratedly sighed when most of them were talking about themselves. Well at least you dodged big bullets there, you knew you'll regret when you mate one of them. Your mother comforts you, giving you hope to find a suitable mate while your father arranged your dates.

You were starting to give up until your father came in the room, running as he looked very very excited. You were skeptical, raising your brow at him and crossing your arm. You hoped it would be great news or you might as well give up on this whole mate thing. " well, you don't believe it but Maki Zenin accepted our arrangements! " your father exclaimed as both of you and your mother were shocked to hear this news.

Your face was flushed red as your mother hugged you, celebrating as if you actually achieved something. Well you did, Maki Zenin was a powerful woman and also her family was known for their alpha genes. You actually have a crush on Maki since forever, you didn't think this would've happened to you but it did. You have seen her fights, you even heard that she's actually very respectful and such a gentleman!!

If you could, you would be squealing right now like a high school girl getting love notes from her crush. Your father had told you the arrangement, usually date in the same restaurant as always on tomorrow night. You had to stay calm in front of your parents, you didn't want to look so excited when in the past, you repeatedly told them you don't even need or want a mate. It would be embarrassing, you went to your room and got your outfit ready. You even practiced in front of your mirror, you also don't want to be a stuttering mess in front of her, Maki Zenin! You pray that it'll end up well and you are happily married together and forever! ♡

Okay, maybe you were a bit delusional there.. The next day, you were waiting in the restaurant. You came way too early, you kept checking your hair and your attire. You actually did your best as much as you can, you want to impress her so hard.

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After months of courting her, you were both engaged and it was actually going pretty well. The first date, Maki thought you were a female omega with how much you actually cleaned yourself very well. She was flustered when you confronted her that you were a male but hey, she really hit the jackpot there. The way you talk with your soft tone, your eyes fluttering at her, your attire almost seen as an angel that has fallen from heaven. It's cheesy, she knows but she can't help but flirt with you. Your blush compliments your skin so much

That night, after your wedding and on your first honeymoon night was the night you lost your virginity to her. She was glad and appreciated that you waited for her for a long time and she won't hold back. You weren't surprised that she manhandled you so much, it actually turned you on. You were both naked on the bed as she said in hushed words in your ear while she prepared your pussy and stroking your cock. She kept edging you, fingering your hole so fast then slowing down when you were so so so close to cumming.

"Aww, I'm sorry baby but I want you to cum on my cock. Hmm, so sweet, " she smirked as you arched your back in pleasure, your hand gripping on her hand while the other was holding her other hand. It was romantic to you, you thought it was because even though she's so mean and being so rough on your pussy but she is actually so sweet. You tighten your grip as you moan louder, begging for release. Then she stopped and slowly pulled out her fingers from your gaping hole, you huff and pant as tears swelled in your eyes. Your cock twitching so hard, it was painful to hold it in but anything for your lover.

Your hole is gaping as if it was calling for her, you let go of her wrist and wrapped your arm around her neck. Your lips hovering hers as you slowly leaned and kissed. Maki traced her hands on your body, slowly from your chest then on your curves. She gripped your waist and started to devour your neck, marking and biting that it'll leave bruises. You were sure that it won't fade for weeks, you love how possessive she can get.

"Ahh~.. M-maki, please~..," you don't know why you begged for but you really need her. You feel like your body is heating up like a scorching fire. Maki hummed while she gently bit your nipples, playing with your chest. You lightly moaned and your brows furrowed, both of your naked bodies were sweating like crazy. "Baby boy~ be patient, I'll be gentle with you, " she chuckled as she gripped your thighs and pushed up, rubbing her cock to your hole. Your legs twitch every time her cock rubbed your entrance, the head of her cock threatened to push inside. You whimpered and pleaded as you buck your hips but Maki gripped on your thighs.

Your hands gripped onto the blanket behind you as you watched her cock sliding onto your pussy until she finally pushed it in. You arched your back and your eyes widened, your hole clamping on her cock. "Relax baby~ shh.. Shh, relax," she grunt while she rubbed your hips. Your eyes shut, your knuckles became white and slowly getting used to her size. It was bigger and more painful than you expected your first time to be.

After a few minutes of staying still, Maki slowly thrust her cock. You moaned, wrapping your hands around her neck again and nuzzled your head to her neck. Your feverishly moan and gasped were clearly heard from her ear, she grunt as she started to thrust hard. The slaps and your girlish moans can be heard from outside the room, your legs twitch while her cock drilling your inside as if she was rearranged your guts.

You squealed and moaned, bed creaking from how hard she thrust. Maki holds your hand as she whispers sweet nothing in your ear. She growled and soon your release came, the Milly and sticky white substance covered both your stomach and hers. Maki thrust harder than before and you mewled, pleading for her cum as your eyes rolled to the back. Not too long after your orgasm, she came inside. You gasped, feeling your womb were filled and you were pretty sure that your stomach bulged out a bit. Maki lay down on top of you, her cock still inside as she kissed the hickeys she gave in your neck. You grunt when she pulled out, her cum oozing out of your hole and you were too tired to do anything.

She went to the bathroom and came back with a wet rag and water for you, she helps you sit up and clean your body. She kissed your shoulder over and over again as you hummed, this was the best night you will not forget ♡

[sixosix]

hiii i fear tumblr may have ate my ask so i'll say it again just in case--if not im so sorry please ignore this i don't mean to rush you or anything :')

wanderer, candy(does that count?), fluff!! :D

(oh oh also can i be 🪐anon/saturn anon? if not thats fine! i just thought i'd ask since i think i've been sending asks consistently enough to identify myself ^^)

notes wc 800; HII your ask wasnt eaten, i was just taking a long time writing the requests LMFAO. of course u can be saturn anon!!! welcome welcome to the blog (this ask was sent a month ago and i am very much late. idek if anon is still active here…) tbh i wrote this and just went with the flow HAHA

5K EVENT SPECIAL | EVENT MASTERLIST

You unceremoniously dump the pile of imported goods on the table, causing quite a scene in the silence of the House of Daena. They scattered about, and some even clattered onto the floor. You grinned proudly at your friends’ dumbfounded stares.

Tighnari was the first to speak. “I’m assuming you had fun on your vacation in Inazuma?”

“Do you even have money left?” Alhaitham asked, quite incredulously. The most emotion you’ve seen from this month.

It took you a moment to respond, and you felt momentarily distracted by the strange sensation of being watched. “Well, no,” you said eventually. “But I bought all this for you guys! Be more grateful, will you?”

Kaveh clapped his hands. “This is incredible! I haven’t gotten the chance to try any of these local delicacies from Inazuma!”

You nodded approvingly. See? Was that so hard? “Yes, I know. Aren’t I such a good friend? You’re welcome, all of you.”

Belatedly, they mutter their thanks.

You went on a tangent, reciting the food sales pitch you memorized from the sellers, feeling remarkably intelligent. They didn’t have to know that, half the time, you were the personification of a lost tourist/foreigner/idiot in Inazuma and just decided to play it safe and keep most of the souvenirs as food.

They segregated their wanted share and thanked you again. They left you some of the candy, which you had no qualms about eating for yourself. As you all fell into the lull of a conversation, the feeling worsened, and you’ve had enough.

You turned to your friends. “He’s been staring at me for about 30 minutes now…”

They each cast their discreet glances.

“Are you scared?” Kaveh asked worriedly.

“Look at that look in his eye!” you said. “I’ve seen that same look in Rishboland Tigers!”

“He’s not going to eat you,” Tighnari sighed. Well, he wouldn’t know that. Only Alhaitham has met Hat Guy, and he seemed to be amused instead.

“Violence is not permitted in the Akademiya grounds,” Cyno said seriously.

“Maybe it’s not you he’s looking at…?” Tighnari tried.

“Cyno, switch with me,” you ordered.

Wordlessly, he obeyed. The group watched in disbelief as Hat Guy’s gaze simply moved to where you sat next. He wasn’t even trying to hide it.

“Maybe he’s interested because it’s a candy imported from Inazuma,” Cyno supplied thoughtfully.

“That’s a good point. I’m surprised you didn’t make a p—”

“Don’t you mean—” Cyno held up the box that displayed the Inazuman Electro symbol on the front, “shocked?”

You hung your head. You spoke too soon. “OK.”

Tighnari watched your face for a long moment, but it didn’t feel as charged as the guy sitting a few tables away. “You don’t seem to hate the attention,” he concluded at the sight your giddy smile.

“No, I really don’t,” you admitted sheepishly. “He’s smart, and he’s handsome. Of course I’m interested. I just wish he would be a bit more normal about his flirting—if he’s even flirting. Should I give him some?”

You didn’t wait for an answer as your chair scraped backward and you faced Hat Guy directly.

“Make sure it’s just the candy you’re giving!” Kaveh called out.

“I see that Sparks are flying,” Cyno said.

Walking over while you held his gaze was excessively awkward, but it was worthwhile seeing Hat Guy’s little smirk grow like he was pleased you were taking his challenge. It was a bit of a problem, however, that he was undeniably attractive. If he was cute from afar, he was drop-dead gorgeous up close.

“Y/N,” you said, in place of a greeting.

“They call me Hat Guy,” he mused. “Those from Inazuma?”

“Yes.” Suddenly embarrassed that the bullshit you were spewing was picked up on by the guy who everyone was pretty sure was born in Inazuma. “Did you hear me?”

Hat Guy shrugged, plucking one candy from the pile on your hands. “You did pretty well. But I only have one criticism, and I can tell you bought most of them from the same place.”

Ah, you did do that. He tore off the plastic and popped it into his mouth, expression turning sour. “The best ones come from the locals. You should’ve asked the kids,” he advised.

Mouth dry, you said, “Yeah, I should’ve.”

Everyone told you that the mysterious new student—Hat Guy, you now learned—was prickly and slips off when someone approaches him. His birthday was apparently a very thrilling event—in the case that everyone had to hunt him down to give him his cake.

“Want a tip?” he asked, head tilted and looking entirely pretty. His tongue rolled around as he ate his—your candy.

“You seem to know best.”

“Take me with you next time.”

[popcornforone]

I’ll Make An Exception

A Frankie (Catfish) Morales Fic

Day 20 of Pedrotober

Masterlist

Ooooh so you all liked soft Frankie reading Fink did you (im publishing this now I’m home from my second viewing of The Wild Robot in 48hs) well today you get a bit more of the menace that we all fantasise about. God he’s talented.

Synopsis:- it’s the morning after you met a hot stranger at the bar.

Word count:-1100

Warnings over & above:- most of this is done by messages to each other, masturbation,naughty photos suggesting activities, sexual tension, swearing, alcohol, hook up friends with benefits.

Thanks for giving this a read my loves. As always please thank @alyssamariag & @norththelemon for setting this up.

Had the night before been a blur, or did it happen? You weren’t sure. You knew you were overly tired on this Sunday morning. Not actual hangover that made you dash to the bathroom to be sick but you did have a small headache. Past you knew this would be the case for Louisa birthday & you had a bottle of water & some painkillers by the bed, past you knew future you would need them. You’d also clearly had not been that tipsy as you had got home, locked the house up, taken your make up off & changed into your sleep shirt. That blue & white stripy one. Yet as you laid there thinking about if you should get brunch, you also felt happy. Like something had happened the night before.

That’s when your 11:30 emergency alarm went off. You knew you didn’t want to sleep in & not get any sleep before work on Monday on Sunday night. You’d learnt from past mistakes. As your hand reached to turn it off it stopped. This made you sit up in bed & reach for the phone.

Unknown number

1 message

You swiped & clicked & your eyes widened.

Morning beautiful, hope you got in okay last night 😘

It floods back. The handsome man at the bar. The one with the dirty cap that looked older than him. The stray locks & curls trying to escape it. Big brown eyes. Soft large hands. A grey shirt & jeans which well showed him off in all his glory.

You lie in bed & smile. Your friends know you often don’t like guys to flirt with you at bars, but you signaled to them that this one was fine. He had started out nervous, but from your memory you remember a gently kiss on the back of your hand, you kissing his beard patch, & vaguely remember grabbing his phone to put his number in, before your girls dragged you to the next bar for their happy hour. Your eyes lingering on him for as long as you could. Your blushing right now thinking about him, when the next message pings through.

If you don’t remember me that’s fine, but I just want to check your okay.

You smile & reply to him.

Morning, I’m alive not hungover how are you… frankie?

Your being honest when you ask that, something in the back of you mind just clicked that this was his name.

Ahhh I’m so glad you’re alright, & yes I am Frankie… how many guys did you give your number to last night? You know he’s starting off soft but you can tell from the messages & how you body feels as you think of him, that he could be the right kind of trouble for you.

Just the one, he was kinda cute & shy, I liked him. You can’t see frankie blush as he reads that message.

Lucky him, so I didn’t scare you off?

No 2 for 1 cocktails are clearly more important to my friends than my dating life

Which is?

Until last night none exisitant

& now?

Possible

So you think I’m a good dancing partner?

Whoever said we’d go dancing?

I mean in bed?

You almost choke on your bottle of water at his reply, he’s being forward now he’s realised you’re up for it. It’s not usually what you go for but you are enjoying this. Your arousal growing, tempted to get out your vibrator as you message this handsome stranger from the night before.

Well that all depends, I like whoever I bed to take me on a date first

Ooooh so dinner before desert

Yes

Hmmmm & what would I wake up to each morning if I decided to peruse this. You then quickly snap a selfie not caring how bad your hair is & send it to him so he can see you sleeping in the sleep shirt. Frankie has to palm his cock instantly once he receives the photos.

Any panties under that?

Yes, a small red thong

Damn it baby

& you frankie? What does a smoking hot pilot wear to bed. Your turn to receive a topless selfie, you lick your lips looking at his good body, his chest you want to bury your head in as you bounce up & down on his cock moaning his name as he grabs your arse & he tells you to be a good girl. Your own hand goes to your clit.

Hmmm nice view

I think mine would be better. You then do the ultimate power move & take your thong off & send him a photo of it on the bedroom floor.

Well I’m sure that’s a view you’d like to see.

You fucking tease

You started it

Did not

Did too 🤪

You go back & forth with this. Your pace picking up. He’s asked you if you like someone in control, if you shut your eyes when you cum. The friction unbearable & you moan in a voice note going fuck yes. You have know I dear that this send him over the edge too. Frankie cums all over his hand. A waste he says to himself. After all the self pleasure he then send you one final message.

What if you turned your location on right now to your phone? What would happen?

I dunno come round & find out. You turn on your location & then hear nothing at all for 15mins. You lie there damp & ready to be ravaged by a man who you know nothing about other than he likes to pull a girls hair as she sits as his reverse cow girl.

Then the door bell goes off & you walk downstairs to open it. There in the midday sun stand frankie, he’d clearly thrown on what was near him, long shorts with paint stains on them a grey tshirt & that cap. you stand there still in just your night shirt & look at him.

“Hello handsome”

“Hi does this count as a date?” He asks as he clicks his keys to make sure his truck is locked & you can see his other hand is over his manhood trying to not cum at the state of you in a bed shirt that just about covers your bum.

“No but for you sexy”You wink & grab his hand”I’ll make an exception”

You drag him into your house & lock the door & he pushes you up against it. Clothes fly off everywhere as what was going to be your lazy Sundays for recovery becomes one of the most passionate afternoons of love making in your life.

[colourful-void]

follow up q for the isat fans.

okay so i beat the game and it ended well and im very happy and siffrin is happy and everyone is happy. the sky went red for a bit but everyone is happy. we're all going to adventure together in the future and everyone held hands in a circle.

i! have! some follow up questions though and im not sure if i missed something that answers them in game or if it was open on purpose so please let me know!

1: stuff that might be up to interpretation/not have an answer: do we ever get to know the name of Siffrin's home, why it vanished, why Colours vanished? 2: just checking bcs i THINK this is the case based on what i read but im not positive? that whole 'make a person to be my friend' thing, is that what loop was? loop was a splinter off of Siffrin they made unconsciously because somewhere they wanted their family to come and save them and stop them? 3: are there any other endings in the game? 4: i never uh. used the dagger on myself. chickened out. what happens if you do. additionally, i noted you do need to select siffrin out of a menu to use the dagger. what happens if you try and select another party member? i am scared <3

for 1 and 2 if they have answers in game, please let me know just 'they have answers in game' and if you can give me advice on how to find them, i might try!

for 3 and 4, if you have an answer, please tell me outright! thank you!!!

[lotus-lamps]

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN! first three people get discounts :)

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PLEASE TAKE THE PRICES WITH A GRAIN OF SALT!!! even i'm starting to disagree with them now. it's mostly decided by complexity of character(s) and how detailed the artwork is. i will not strictly follow the chart i provided!

its my first time doing commissions, so sorry if i mess up a lil! i didn't plan on opening them until i got a larger following, but a pal said they were interested so i decided to put this up.

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(and yes, ship art includes OC x OC and OC x canon!)

Light gore + Body horror (not too good at this one, but i can try!)

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[onthr-dream]

hiiii i saw your requests were open! PLEASEEEEE OPLA sanji!!! any kinda prompt for him is fine. im frothing at the mouth for him….

Vaccine

Character: opla!Sanji × fem!mom!reader, D/n (daughter name)

Just Sanji taking his beloved daughter to get vaccined. (Part 2)

Tw: Female reader, kid and all that, needle? I mean it's a vaccine (idk, tell me what i missed)

Notes: I believe in girl dad Sanji!!! I hope this fullfil your thrist fellow Sanji worshippers

"Are you ready, sweetheart?" Said the blonde man to the baby in his arms, dressed in a strawberry dress. The baby only let out a bubbly laugh and bounce herself on her father's arm.

Y/n and Sanji are currently on the hospital. While Y/n register her daughter, Sanji, her husband, is playing and converse around with D/n.

"Come, sit here love"

Sanji said as he saw her wife came back to him. Y/n sat down as D/n babble happily after spotting her mom coming back.

"Thank you Sanji" Y/n said as she tried to have her daughter back.

"No, love, let me. You've done enough today, take a break, i'll handle this little baby" Sanji pull D/n away slightly and plant a kiss on his wife's cheek. A blush crept into her face and she decided to sit back to play it cool.

"I don't think i can hold her while she's getting vaccinated though.." Sanji let out a sheepish smile.

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm scared, i don't think i can watch her getting pricked"

"...what?" Y/n looked at him. "Didn't know you're a big softie"

"Hey! I am a softie, only for you and D/n though" Y/n and Sanji let out a chuckles.

Not long after, D/n's name are called out. Sanji and his two lovely woman walked into one of the doctor's room and answer a few questions regarding D/n health.

"Well then, she's safe to get vaccinated. Please sit there with your kid" said the doctor, guiding them into the chair.

Sanji looked at his wife expectantly, it's like saying "please, you do it". Y/n took D/n away from Sanji and sat down the chair, sitting her baby on her lap. After an alcohol swab, the doctor is injectingthe vaccine to D/n. Sanji visibly cringe at this sight as D/n cried into her mother's arm.

"It's okay darling, it's done" Y/n stand up to rock her as soon as the doctor finished putting the bandaid. The doctor gave them a prescription for fever medicine just in case.

"Thank you very much doctor!"

At 1 AM, Y/n are rocking a fussy baby in her arms. Seems like she caught a fever and her arms are probably sore.

"I know it's uncomfortable baby, i'm sorry, i wish i can do something" Y/n said gently as she tried to just feed her and lull her back to sleep, but it seems like no luck in those plan. Sanji goes into the nursery room with nothing but a boxer, taking away D/n and held her close to his chest.

"Go back to sleep, love, i'll take care of her" he said caressing Y/n's cheek. D/n's cries has reduced into a soft whimper as she felt his father's embrace.

Y/n let out a chuckle "Such a dad's girl, i'm off then, goodnight D/n." Y/n kissed her head and Sanji's broad shoulder. "Thank you, Sanji, i love you" "I love you more, darling"

[zzencat]

Weird (regarding final spouse reading)

tl;dr: felt a literal force sweeping through me when I was doing the reading

Guys, I know it’s been well over an hour since I posted it but I just can’t shake this feeling off. I’ve already asked another tarot reader if she’d ever had a similar experience and I’m still awaiting her answer

Pile 3 in the final spouse one actually flipped me over and roasted me like a pig over fire. Nah not actually but that’s my poor attempt at trying to lift the mood- imma ask for some extra protection just in case UNLESS they wanna reach out in a dream tonight

I literally felt a force go thru me- like fly thru me as I wrote the last few things for the last pile. It literally made me straighten up in my seat and my eyes widened in shock like “oo was I not supposed to touch that nerve?” Kind of guilty face.

No gust of wind could’ve gotten in my room and no fan was on

Suddenly, I was in an interrogation room with a pitifully looking boy, like looking beat up and tired- and the room was even clear until after I “regained” myself. I don’t wanna admit it but I’m lowkey scared.

The thing that flew thru was like a legless AND faceless grim reaper looking thing, almost like it was guarding the boy. It floated around him like a white fog… I don’t remember exactly what I was writing but I know it was near the end and that I wrote too much

It was the 3 of us amigos: the boy, Ghost friend, and me. I was in the lawyer seat and both of them were seated on the other side

It was only after I deleted something abt their “growing up” (notice how I can’t be using “adolescence” to describe it either—maybe think of it as lacking vocabulary…)

Shit…or maybe lacking vocabulary bc of poor education- orphanage?

Yk the image of a dark grey orphanage keeps showing up. I keep thinking about other circumstances (without trying to mention f*m*ly bc they seem super sensitive when hearing it so I’ll censor it) like the could’ve been’s or possible combinations but only that shows up

So a lot of emotional suppression it seems. It also seems to be less frightening when I address (this situation) with indirect words, bc perhaps the kid-them can’t put it together. Their comprehension at that age can’t be as well developed

I think you guys kind of get the point of where the hurt might be coming from for a certain pile. I feel very reluctant to addressing them directly. If they have memory loss, I’d prefer to say the pile at the top and then indirectly address them as I am writing this

There’s no way I’m trying to play around w spirits n stuff 😭

Maybe they’ll come back with a less ambushy kind of feel and I’ll talk to them. Maybe it was me for violating their privacy- IM SORRY PILE 3 spouse, I didn’t mean ill intent in any way. Maybe you feel that way.

I don’t know if I was talking to a reflection of this person’s younger self or their inner child (since it’s more gender inclusive)

Whoever this kid was, he could only nod, blink, and shake his head. His facial expression looked a combination of pitiful, wary, and asking for help. I can’t tell.

Thanks for listening guys, this…this has been probably one of the freakiest experiences of my life 🫠

[mythicalcowboyatheart]

Meat and Greet

Spencer x gn reader

Warnings: Kidnapping, Drugging, Spencers kind of a creep, swearing (i probably missed something let me know!)

An: hope y'all like it! 😊💚

Part 2 -smut

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I threw my head back and let out a sigh, placing my hand on the key and turning off the car. 

'I hope this goes well and I find what I'm looking for.'

I reluctantly get out of the car and walk up the driveway. 

I was meeting with Mr. Spencer Charnas about the disappearance of a few girls in a nearby area. Charnas is one of the main suspects. Why am I going alone in the house of a potential kidnapper and or murder? Well to get the latest scoop on the kidnapping case! What would any other good reporter do?

I walk to the front door. 'here gose nothing' I sigh once more before Knocking. 

On the second knock a man about 6 feet maybe a little shorter with dark short hair answers the door. "Good afternoon I'm looking for a Mr. Spencer Charnas!" "Im him." He answers with a slight kind smile. "Oh well I'm Y/N L/N with The Haddonfield Press! I believe we talked on the phone correct?" "Yes! It's a pleasure to meet you Mx. L/N! Please come in!" I nod and walk through the door with Spencer following not to far behind. 

" just go straight and take a seat on the sofa. Would you like anything to drink Mx?" "Sure!" I say taking a seat on the black leather sofa. "What do you got?" "Well I have water and tea that's about it." He chuckled, " I haven't been able to get to the store lately. It's kinda hard to leave the house when everyone thinks you kidnap people." He chuckles sadly "I'll take some tea." I smile back sadly "okay two teas coming right up!" He says trying to sound more cheerful. I nod and take out my notebook and everything else I need to start writing notes.

 Not too long passes before Spencer comes back with two mugs of tea. "Here you go Mx." He says handing me the warm mug and taking a seat in the chair in front of me. “Thank you!” I say taking the mug and taking a sip after he takes a drink out of his own mug. 

‘He wouldn't drug an entire thing of tea would he. Would he?’ I cleared my throat and began the interview. “So Spencer… may I call you Spencer?” “You sure can!” he smiles “Okay, so Spencer I am here to try to get your side of the alleged kidnapping, Let's start with a simple one shale we?” “I would like that very much.” he lets out an almost nervous laugh.”So did you do it?” you look at him and giggle. He laughs with you.

 “Well what do you think? I mean you're the one who came to the house of an alleged kidnapper alone, might I add.” my heart feels like it skips a beat. “W-what? I never told you..” I trail off feeling suddenly dizzy, my vision begins to double. “What were you saying Y/N?” I can't see much but I can tell that Spencer had an evil smirk on his face. “W-what did you do to me…?” That's all I could get out before everything went dark. 

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When I wake up all I see is darkness. “What the fuck?” “Ah! Y/N you're awake!” the voice of Spencer booms from above me. Wait? Above me? I look up and with the faint light I see Spencer. “WHAT THE FUCK SPENCER?!” “Oh love what's wrong?” He asks with mock kindness. “Warre the fuck am I Spencer?” I respond with more calmly. “Well you're in the pit that's dug in the floor of my basement.” “YOU ACT LIKE THATS A NORMAL FUCKING THING!”

 He shrugs and walks away. “Wait! Don't go!” “Why? Are you scared?” He teses. “No.. I just want to know why you kidnapped me? I mean like i was trying to clear your name, and how you repay me is throw me in a fucking hole in the ground?” “Well my friend… You're here because you intrigue me Mx. L/N. I have been reading your articles in The Haddonfield Press for a while. I got to say I'm a big fan of your work! But by far my favroit article you have writen is the one about how the Dhamer series effected the family’s of his victums, I mean that guy was realy fucked up!” “And YOUR NOT?” “Let me finish!” Spencer snaps. If i wernt scared i sure a fuck was now. He sighs “As I was saying I love your work and when you called about an interview well I couldn't resist taking you for myself.” He chuckles.

 Tears threatened my eyes. “Oh don't cry my love! I won't hurt you, I would never do anything to harm you because I love you.” a moment of silence fell upon the two of us. “Well imma turn in for the night. Goodnight my love.” Without another word he left the side of the pit and I heard a door open and then slam shut, dirt falling from the dirt walls of the pit coating the top of my head with dirt causing me to cough. I finally take a look at my surroundings. There's a dirty looking mattress in the corner of the pit with a bottle of water next to it. As I pick up the bottle of water I find a note taped to it. It reads 

‘Stay hydrated my love!’ ~ S<3

I roll my eyes and take the note off and throw it as far away from me as possible. “Fuck it” i say sitting on the mysteryus mattress. I lay down and close my eyes ‘this is going to be interesting.” I sigh for drifting off to sleep.

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An: let me know if y'all want a part 2 I am planning on making this a series or something any way love y'all 😊💚

[pandoraroid]

listening to vincent's playlist and it is an,,, experience,,,

take this all with a grain of salt pls dont come @ me

to quote a comment from this video: the fact that we know what's coming makes this both terrifying and heartbreaking. couldnt have said it better than myself 😔😔😔😔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

i love him so much,,, he tries to distract the listener,,, he tries to comfort them so bad soshksjsks HE'S SO SWEET AND EVERYTHING

"do you wanna hold my hand?" HAND IN MARRIAGE SIR? SURE

he is an adrenaline junkie i need a man like him in my life he's just like me fr

"one last ride, right?" NO 👹 S T O P DONT BREAK MY HEART LIKE THIS

though how is he the only rider they never found??? what how did he get dislodged from his seat or something??? i must be dumb i dont get this all of a sudden 🧍‍♀️

love the intro 😚 the messages on the cassette tapes are so heartwarming and reassuring djgdjdhd

okay that "boo" actually scared the shit out of me is it safe to assume that this is the same amusement park he was in in the previous video?

if that's the case, does he just,,, chill in here at random??? god that is so,,,

"demons(?) are very much real" BRO ARE WE SUPPOSE TO KNOW THAT?

"oh i know i'm close. you're welcome" WHEWWWWWW JESUS FUCK LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH

"little one" okay fuck i'm melting YOUR VOICE SIR got me kicking my feet and blushing fr

lovely has an attitude 😁😁 stay strong soldier

he calls them beautiful AND DARLING? even if it was a bit of a throwaway JESUS 🫠

"your safety is paramount" "be safe, little one. good night." why does this make him so much hotter jesus what is wrong with me HE EVEN LEADS THEM BACK TO THEIR CAR (bareminimumenjoyer?!?! me?!?!? look away)

"you're not looking for another paranormal hunk are you? that would break my heart :(" SIR

no seriously why is bro here

"foreplay takes two y'know" SIR

is he getting them to believe in the supernatural what what is his goal,,,

"should i strip down for easier access, doctor?" WRAP IT UP

his voice omfg immelting just imagining the scene,,, onlovely'sbedbeingclosewithhimohmyfuckinggod

he's so goofy for just tapping on his fangs like that lmao

DID HE JUST PIN THEM DOWN TO THE BED WH A T

SIR WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID HE SERIOUSLY NEARLY JUST???? WHA T

"no one has had this effect on me" NO SHIT????

"you're safe with me. i won't lose control." thank you for that but if the next video's title is any clue, that will not age well ( i mean you on the other hand don't get to age at all so 🤷‍♀️ IM KIDDING)

"i'm not going to mess this up." you won't babes (at least i think you wont) i'd give anything to give him a hug or something

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS BITCH THIS ISNT MY MAN

oh the warnings 😃 mentally preparing myself now

lovely what the fuck are we doing here

"beautiful little bloodbag" oh hey a pale sleazy talking punchbag

"oh relax i'm just touching you" and if i may touch my fist to your face in a fast and strong way, you're gonna relax then bitch

WAIT DID HE TRANCE US???

i am well aware a human is no match for a vampire but that will not stop my audacity to try which dare i say levels up to his for touching me and talking shit about vincent

"all i had to do was wait for your human brain to make a decision this stupid." it seems that your expired vampiric brain has also made the stupid decision to breathe in my direction

to be fair on vincent, we have met each other exactly two times and neither of us (especially him) could have known how our previous meeting would end. i don't need to be near you for five minutes to know you're a little bitch

DID YOUR CONCEPT OF PERSONAL SPACE DIE WITH YOU THE FIRST TIME GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU LITTLE BITCH

MY MAN IS HEREEEEE he's not gonna be mad lovely came here is he

HE PUNCHED HIM HAHAHAHA he did it for me fr

HIS VOICE GOD am so weak for him

MAKING OUT WITH US ALREADY??? GOOD GOD

lovely checking on him too ☹️☹️☹️ my goober fr

"i dont think you're gonna like what you found" oh dang you're like me for real

MY MAN

the way he says "little one" will never not get to me omg AND THEN HE SAID BABY IN THAT VOICE??? GOD

vamp eyes go black when theyre hungry(?) got it noted

so lovely got tranced and vincent is needs to feed on them right after???? did i get that right??? GOOD GOD GIVE EM A BREAK???

"i cant drink from your neck... no not yet not like this..." PROPS TO HIM FOR HAVING PROPRIETY LOVE MY MAN FR

"this will mark you as mine" GIVE IT HERE but at the same time ALREADY????

oh good lord he's feeding from our wrists now okay

hang in there lovely patpat u're gonna be okay (i hope they will be VINCENT)

aw those little kisses though

noooooo vincent 😭???

neways,,,

jfc these two put me on a ride (haha get it)

vincent is slowly becoming my new crush 🤭 but jfc lovely better get good u got this babes

will stop here for now bc i need a break 🧍‍♀️ when will i continue who knows

[dialalagirl]

absjdvsjdhdneje hi i found your account you seem so fun!! can i please request a matchup? i’m bi and use she/her pronouns :)

for my personality, id say im pretty bubbly and excitable. i’m an isfj & cancer, & i try to look on the bright side and try to listen to/help when they’re sad. im very affectionate with the people im close to, and i tend to cling onto my friends arms and hug them a lot. i love anything soft or cute, especially animals!! im kinda scared of bugs though, but i still always try to take them outside. i get distracted pretty easily, and have a hard time dealing with change. i tend to be a bit bossy and unreasonable when it comes to something i’m interested in. plus i get really moody and irrational sometimes when it comes to something i want (im very stubborn lol). i also really like going for walks, shopping, yoga, gardening, baking (even though i’m dreadfully awful at it), and reading. i try to see the best in everything & everyone, though i can’t really tolerate it if somebody is overly cruel or rude to the people i care about. i have a very “do no harm, take no shit” mentality :)

for my appearance, im 5’1 & have fairly long light brown hair. my eyes are hazel, im fairly pale with a few freckles sitting across my face, & my cheeks are perpetually rosy andjfjjek. my style ranges from pretty soft and girly to a wannabe skater boy (i love the style but alas, it does not love me </3). i really like dressing up even if i’m not going anywhere. i also really like to do makeup, both on myself and others. also since i’m on the shorter side, i like to wear platform shoes since being tall makes me feel cool!

please & thank you!! have a nice day <3 (sorry if you don’t do these anymore and i’m just random dumping things in your inbox akkajekwbrjfjs)

thank you, you are just too sweet!!!! <3 I am more than happy to match you up!

for you, I have perhaps a unique answer (inspired by the new image collection that’s all the rage rn in the DL tumblr community): yui

Because she is also an affectionate, empathetic cutey with a love for animals, and positive outlook on everyone and everything 

She would def love baking with you, regardless of the turnout ‘cause it is not the destination, but journey which counts. And don’t you doubt it, your girl here has a green thumb 

As she is well known for her patience for even the most heinous of shit (case in point, ayato’s shenanigans), she would think nothing of it to help you through your more stubborn, irrational emotions.

She would also find it really cute how you dress up for every and any occasion and would even love to style you up sometimes, if you are amendable to it ;)

And fret not, ‘cause she will be the kind of gal to put any indoor bug under a cup and take it outside for you Hope you are happy with your matchup! but if you were hoping for a diaboy, lemme know and I'll set you right up

[dylannsboy]

Don't steal tests, Dylannsboy! Please. Generally, pharmacies take the price of stolen items and deduct them from employees' salaries. If you're going to steal, steal your parents' money, but don't rob stores, especially small ones. :(

And fluid in the lungs? That seems a little worrying to me, I don't know. I think I got a little lost in your explanations, I thought you were going to take a pregnancy test. I don't understand much about the female body when women are pregnant, but I'm pretty sure breast milk doesn't stay in the lungs. Did I get lost in your explanations, am I stupid, I probably read it wrong because I read it quickly and English is not my mother language and I understood everything wrong or did you leave things a little "confusing"?

Anyway; I hope you have a good day and that everything goes well if you are pregnant! I'm sure if you have a son he will be beautiful. :)

by: 🐌

If I do steal it it would be from a big store and idk how to fluid got there idk if it's BCS I vape or what but I don't think that's a sign of pregnancy and breast milk doesn't go in lungs and I'm pretty sure its too early for me to be lactating and no youre not stupid and thank you so much also if I am im going to stop nic and weed but quitting nic is really hard BCS when i go in withdrawl I feel like I'm going to pass out but I don't want my child to be affected so if you guys have any suggestions pls let me know in case I am pregnant and do have to quit(also I did shrooms by accident abt 2 months ago and I'm scared that it's going to hurt them it probably won't since it was only twice and it's probably or almost close to being out my system but I'm scared if it's still in my system and if I am carrying that it's going to the baby and will harm it my friend told me usually in the first month that it won't cause a lot of damage but I'm still scared BCS I want my child to have the biggest opportunity. I'm also scared I'm going to pass down mental illness and the drug and alcoholism my family dealt with BCS it's genetic I'm going to do everything I can to get them on the right path and make sure they have a good life. I'm also worried Abt if my child sees me have a mental breakdown or sees my scars I don't want to lie but idk if that's a convo you have with your kid of course if I do have the convo Abt it they will be much older plus the "dad" is mixed and I am too but I know nothing Abt curly hair or what it means to be Italian/black ik my bio dad was black but I never got taught Abt the culture or stuff. I don't know how to tell them that they will be targeted for their race like yea I've dealt with racism but I'm white passing so I don't get targeted often and ik ppl who look mixed/a certain race do experience it a lot and it can be mentally damaging

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

give me 6 emojis for every single fic on ur list for $1200 cal

ILYSM NOVA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay here we go. Brand spanking new sentences for ya.

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“Like reincarnation?” Buck asks. “Didn’t take you for a believer in that sort of thing.”

Eddie chuckles. “I’m not. And, no, not like that. Maybe more like… An alternate reality?”

Buck tenses a little. “An alternate reality?”

“Yep,” Eddie confirms. “You said we, in another life, we live in Los Angeles. We’re best friends. We see each other every day.”

We’re best friends, but I’m secretly in love with you.

And you think I don’t feel the same?

I hope to god that you do.

I think I do.

Buck sits up suddenly and shifts his body to look at Eddie.

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“Eddie,” Margaret says, cool and pleasant, like a plastic plant. They’ve walked up behind him as he’s bent over the cooler, grabbing a beer for himself and one for Buck. “Are you enjoying the evening?”

Eddie closes the cooler lid and straightens up to face her and her husband. His stomach twists with apprehension. It’s actually much easier to be around them when he’s simply fulfilling the role of Buck’s not-so-secret service. 

“I am.” Eddie answers flatly. “Maddie and Chim have done a great job.”

“They have,” Phillip agrees. He’s fiddling with the band of his watch. He’s nervous, Eddie thinks. Approaching Eddie is either not his idea, or deeply off putting. Maybe both. Well, hey. Eddie is glad they find him off putting. 

“We were hoping to catch up with you,” Margaret says.

Catch up. As if they’re old friends.

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@steadfastsaturnsrings

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It’s been quite the year for Eddie. He’s done a lot of work. Lots of therapy. Lots of conversations with lots of different people, some good, some bad. A lot of anxiety and self-doubt. And among it, so many soft, quiet moments of reassurance. From Buck, from Chris, from the 118 and everyone else in his life. By the time they planned the trip, Eddie had the staggering sense that he actually deserved it. 

It struck him that he hasn’t, historically, felt that way about much of anything. 

Maybe there’s a lot to be said about allowing yourself to deviate from a destructive path. 

The song playing from Buck’s music library comes to an end, and a few seconds later, Eddie recognizes the beginning few seconds of Steal My Sunshine with an irritated chill.

“No,” Eddie shakes his head. “Absolutely fucking not.”

“Eddie,” Buck complains. “I love this song.”

“It’s ridiculous!”

“That’s never once stopped me from loving you.”

Eddie groans. 

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“Uh, hi,” Eddie replies awkwardly. “My name is Edmundo Diaz. My ex was a client of Jim Egerton’s. I was in contact with your firm a bit after she died last spring. Regarding custody of my son.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that she passed,” Nadine says, tone sincere. “Which client was this?”

“Shannon Dempsey,” Eddie answers. “And, uh… Thanks. I-I’m calling, though, because Mr. Fletcher did a great job handling Shannon’s will and everything. I was hoping he might be taking on new clients.”

“For your will and estate?” Nadine asks.

“Yeah, exactly. Actually, I almost died last night. And I know this is super last minute, but if you have any time soon, it would mean a lot if I could update what happens to my son in case I’m not so lucky next time.”

“Next time?” 

“I’m a firefighter,” Eddie explains.

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He thinks he’d be safe to go to Hen. He can’t imagine a world where Hen assumes the worst of him without asking questions first. Chim might be scared, but he could come around. And Bobby… Well, Bobby is a practicing Catholic. Eddie knows what his own thoughts, trained by a Catholic upbringing, have whispered in his mind about himself. He’s terrified to risk seeing Bobby and facing judgment. That would break him.

That’s all assuming that it’s Bobby there. Eddie killed Gerrard. So he’s not the captain. But that doesn’t mean they gave it back to Bobby. Fuck. For Buck’s sake - and everyone else’s - he really hopes they did. He can’t imagine how lonely Buck would be with Bobby at a distance from him, too. 

Eddie doesn’t waltz into the station. He’s not that dumb. The station is another home that isn’t quite safe. 

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He was friendly with everyone. Well-liked, outside his brother and the cousins his brother was close to. He had people at school to hang out with, and got invited to do things. Parties hosted by other members of the swim team that he always avoided or left early. 

Essentially, since Ravi was social and friendly and did well in school, it flew under the radar. The difficulties. The queasy feeling in his stomach every single day before he left for school, and how tired he was every night when he got home. How the smallest social activity seemed to drain him more than anyone. How he could wipe a mask over his face and adopt a personality more amenable to the people he was interacting with. One that didn’t exactly feel like him. 

If there was any strangeness, people chalked it up to years in the hospital leaving him improperly socialized. If he struggled to read people, it’s just that he was more used to healthcare workers than his own friends. If he was analytical and plain spoken, it’s just that cancer had made him wise beyond his years. 

No one thought anything about it. 

Not until he was halfway through his undergrad in business and getting fantastic grades, but so entirely miserable that, if he didn’t have anything he needed to do, he couldn’t get out of bed. He thought it was just depression or anxiety. He thought he was just weak again. 

“Autism,” a psychiatrist told him instead. 

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“Evan?” Maddie prompts. “Any questions for Sam?”

Well, yes. Lots, if he’s being honest. Mostly, what does it mean for him if he does this? What does his life look like? Does he really deserve this? Are they sure there’s no one who needs her more? 

“I…” Buck trails off. “Sorry, I-I don’t know what to say.”

“It’s okay.” Sam says. “I know it’s overwhelming.”

He takes a heavy breath. His chest feels a bit tight, stomach a bit nauseous. The room is starting to feel unbearably hot.

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Gonna include a line break sorry to be awkward...

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He knocks on the door and waits, heart beating loudly enough to feel it in his skull. This shouldn’t be so uncomfortable. This should be safe, like coming home. But sometimes, home is the place you leave so it doesn’t leave you first. 

Bobby opens the door moments later. 

“Hi, Buck,” he smiles. “Thanks for coming.”

“Thanks for inviting me.”

“Well,” Bobby exhales. “Come on in.”

🔮🔮🔮

“So how are things really?” Bobby asks when they sit down to dinner. It’s just the two of them. Athena is working this evening. 

Bobby remembers another tense dinner. Not long after the tsunami, when Bobby was quietly blocking Buck from returning. They’ve both grown so much since then, Bobby thinks.

[beesmygod]

HI EVERYONE: TODAY'S PAGE IS LATE.

im calling my shot too early, but i've spent the last 2 days getting my ass beat by lupus symptoms. im feeling so much better. the page is coming.

BUT in the meanwhile: i wrote this long post about why i left Hiveworks

ill put it under a readmore here on tumblr in its entirety:

intro: dont get your hopes up

look, i’m going to be straight up with you: there’s no messy drama or fallout that caused this. no juicy deets or salacious rumors to slurp down. you know if this were the case, i would have erupted across my various social medias in a frenzied rage with all the delicacy of a bull in a china shop partly for entertainment purposes. instead, this will probably be a boring at best navel gaze where i try to walk the line between pragmatically trying to explain why i left and moral grandstanding. because leaving abruptly looks weird externally, i do actually have to explain why instead of just mysteriously leaving during a period of time where i am being an obnoxious asshole. a combination of disdain for the current cultural zeitgeist and a growing culture of disrespect toward audiences has culminated in my online behavior devolving into the online version of grabbing people saying stupid shit on the street and shaking them very hard. this is something an insane person would do. i know.

the commodification and increasingly blatant commercialization of an art format that could once arguably be compared to other amateur transgressive arts (ex: underground comix, tijuana bibles) is borderline heartbreaking. not to be too dramatic, but i want to start smashing things like im a monster from the rampage arcade game to scare the NIMBYs away before they start building escape rooms where the fetish web comics used to be. there is no place unspoiled by the poison of advertising and sponsorships. except…

 

 

trying to make money in comics is a fool’s errand. go make furry porn commissions if you want to make money doing art! you’re completely out of your mind if you go into the arts to make money. full on detachment from reality if you choose comics. they should commit you if you choose web comics.

 

at hive:

i think people have a wildly different perception regarding the popularity of A Ghost Story so i have approximate data to give people an idea. having culled the SHIT out of my analytics results to remove bot traffic, i think i have relatively accurate results, i get about 1000 unique visitors a month (generously rounding up lol), about half of them are regulars, and 10% of them donate to patreon (this is, imo, an unfathomably large amount lol. shocking and humbling. thank you for your continued support of me in spite of [gestures]).  i feel like a small comic 99% of the time, but man. 1,000 is a big number. i can at least reasonably assume, i’m PRETTY sure, that i was a comparatively small comic in hiveworks.

my monthly payout was roughly $100 a month (and merch sales, if applicable) and their services included web site help, dealing with any merch sales, and site hosting in exchange for running banner ads (which have been a fixture on web comics since the conception of google’s ad program; remember the homestuck bidding wars??). banner ads felt like a small and reasonable compromise to be included in something that felt like a weird pipe dream. in certain circles, a hiveworks invitation was a stamp of quality with prestige; i was very aware of the company i was invited into keep and was initially pretty concerned with how my presence reflected onto them and their work. i was going through some serious brain problems due to a deeply stupid relationship and, as a result, i did my best to keep my head down, stay out of people’s way, and focus on not bringing undue shame to something i was well aware i was completely unsuited for. i had (and frankly, still have) no idea why i was chosen as i had not applied. i cannot stress enough that i was under no delusions as to the quality of my comic lol. my perception was that someone had stuck their neck out to make a special exception for me and i was constantly on the verge of fucking it up and humiliating them.

it was a very off-balance exchange extremely in my favor, and i was aware of this. especially since, being frank and honest here, i was bringing absolutely nothing to the table for them. i don’t want to put words in anyone’s mouth, but its a reasonable conclusion that i was more trouble than i was worth, given the infinitesimal worth.

the vast majority of hiveworks readers completely bounced off my comic, which makes perfect sense given the hiveworks audience is i think more interested in the genre they primarily host: fantasy and magical realism. in comparison, “a ghost story” is a slow, slooow burn about federal bureaucracy and being insane with extremely amateur art; i know what i am! and that’s fine! but i became a little resentful (and i tried not to! honest!) after 7 years of perpetually being put on a back burner. it felt like i was being strung along for reasons beyond my comprehension or as the baseline of acceptable awfulness for the website’s quality. someone has to be the “worst”, objectively. it’s not a great feeling to know it, coming to terms with it i think was much healthier than trying to fight it. it was a really good driving force to keep my mind off the nightmare of my life at that point and improve my art a lot.

AGS’ irrelevance was underscored by it being mentioned once over the course of 7 years on official social media networks, upon which a great deal of importance was placed. but frankly, there is nothing worse than dealing with the guy who sucks whining for the spotlight as though they are clueless as to why they are getting the shaft. so i simply achieved enlightenment by getting over it and realizing where i was in the hierarchy and how lucky i was to have so much shit done for me. i was (am, unbelievably. it never gets less wild when i sit down and really think about it) making enough through patreon that the $100 became my monthly fun money while i lived in oregon. it was welcome, but not essential.

a lot of real life, awful things happened that suck and couldn’t be avoided: one of the main points of communication and organization became terribly ill, COVID happened and obliterated shipping and manufacturing rates for apparently all eternity, uhhh the fabric of reality began to unravel lol. it’s been a terrible couple of years. i want to underscore this stuff so that people understand i was not wronged greatly in the grand scheme of things.

there are things that started to chip away at me over time, which made me question if i was a good fit at all. genuinely: the only thing i want to do is to try to live happily within my morals doing what i love to do. even and especially if it means living very broke. that’s the exchange i’m consciously choosing to make when i pick up the pen every day. due to the generosity of the people who support me or have supported me at any time (special shout out to adam, who puts up with this shit for some reason), i am able to do that. i contribute a proportional amount to the household now but tried to be (was??) 50/50 or 25/25/25/25 when i had roommates. i don’t want my one unyielding selfish choice to be anyone else’s burden.

i was told by another artist in hiveworks that my confrontational behavior could be a poor reflection on the brand, which became the tipping point in my choice to leave. to be clear, no one in charge told me this, but even conceptually i was not comfortable representing a company that i felt i was a member of out of obligation or inertia. i didn’t belong there and my presence was an active detriment instead of a tolerated nuisance.

anyway:

when the offer to leave was presented, i didn’t feel regret, or anxiety, or upset at all. i felt a placid sense of relief. i COULD leave. that’s TRUE. i had been kicking it around on my private twitter for a few months going back and forth with myself over what was more important to me: being able to take care of myself financially or doing something about my own hypocrisy that kept me up at night. if my incessant argument is that advertising based commercialization is a societal poison, then i need to put my money where my mouth is. and if i’m consistently annoying, i need to leave as a courtesy to everyone else.

i don’t regret my time with hive at all, but the overarching transformation from a collection of cartoonists to a brand is not where i want to take my art. i can’t bring myself to work even within the proximity of seven seas, a deeply abhorrent company. i am completely disinterested in wasting time or energy worrying about “the algorithm” because i don’t make comics for the computer’s sake and recognize that there’s a finite number of people interested in web comics in the world and an even more finite amount of money to spend on luxuries (because none of us have any money lol). i don’t want to repeat the familiar cycle of lamenting the death of art as we know it every 6 months.

people who are choosing to spend their limited funds supporting me are making a deliberate choice to elevate my presence in their life. i want and need to keep this in mind at all times, because it drives my attitudes toward what i want to choose to focus on. i want to keep my art (“art”) free with additional goodies being as reasonably priced as possible in the hopes that in this way we scratch each other’s back. making money drawing comics is a ridiculous privilege granted to me by people willing to sacrifice their time and money to me; i need to be thinking more about all that i have instead of worrying about what i don’t.

[nymime]

I got an idea thanks to one of my cats bite me.

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So, steve really never cry and scream when he’s in pain, or have injuries, no, he laugh. Since Tommy and Carol knew him all his life, they are the only ones that knows Steve’s laugh when his in pain.

He was like that all of his life, when he was little falls to the ground from a tree where he was playing with Tommy and Carol. He break his arm, Steve just stays in the grass laughing with little tears falling down his cheek not because of the pain, no, the tears were from laugh so much. Tommy was the one crying with fear for his best friend, Carol runs to call his mother who was a nurse. Carol’s mom take care of steve arm, his parents never found out he broke his arm when he was 10.

when the russian torture him, was the first near to start crying of pain, but he didn’t, because he faint for a strong hit in his heat.

When eddie dies, Steve cry while he was laughing in robin’s arms, it was the first time in his life that he cries because of pain. He passed out from exhaustion, robin stays with him all night along with him.

Steve laugh and cry when eddie returned to life after defeating vecna, He kiss him, the flavor of salty water in their tonges from the tears of Steve, makes them fill strangely alive. They start dating.

Months later when The party + the young adults and olders where in Harrington’s house celebrating that Nancy, Eddie and Robin graduated, founds out of steve strange coping mechanisms against pain. They where in the pool, well, more the kids with eddie, Steve was watching the barbecue and talking with Hopper and Wayne. Suddenly Steve feels a little push in his back and to avoid falling, he put his weight on his left hand against the hot and hot red barbecue, all listend the “Tsss” that steve hand made.

Steve retracted his hand to himself and make a little sound of pain, Joyce, hopper, wayne and eddie where the more nearby to him, they starts asking him if he was okey, he needs anything, eddie was panicking because he was the one who pushed steve for accident. They all silent when Steve starts laughing with little tears in his eyes.

“im okey, don’t panic”

They panic more, steve have to explain that, yes, he feels pain, but doesn’t meant that he enjoy it although he was laughing. He just laugh to distract the pain in his brain. Eddie calls him a freak with a soft and joking tone while he takes the not injured hand of steve to bring him to the kitchen to watch his burn,

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So, like i said, my cat bite me in my hand, and like the little freak i am, i start laughing like always when i have an injury in my body or i fall to the ground. Why? idk, i just do it. In any case, laugh produces endorphins, so if u start laughing when u feel pain, this one start to decrease and numb the painful injury.

I scare so much people in my childhood because of this, lmao.

Any misspellings this might have is because my hands is numb after the bite, and slightly hurts while i hold my phone to write.

[bharv]

I love your posts so much analyzing the game and the Devs choices! Thank you so much for writing them and i would also like to know your opinion on what they have done to the greywardens in DATV. Im not gonna elaborate further on what is written in the game for them in case yoy didn't get there yet! But please if you have any analysis or opinion i would LOVE to hear them!

Ohhh thank you anon. I’m still having issues with my inbox so I’m hoping this posts…

I still haven’t finished the game so this is going to be my incomplete thoughts but I have, unsurprisingly, mixed feelings.

I'll put under a cut just in case! And apologies if it's a bit slapdash, I'm still a bit covid-brained.

I am going to be controversial in that I've never loved the bringing the griffons back part of the lore. Last Flight is easily my least favourite book, I preferred the imagery of griffons being a symbol of the warden's lost valour, rather than something to literally bring back.

However, I did like the Cauldron and what it showed about the dead glory of the wardens. I thought that was really good! Also the little histories in the memories about the wardens during the siege were very interesting, and a clever way to get around not importing choice by making it about people from the backgrounds of characters we know.

Davrin is also one of my absolute favourite companions. I love his attitude, I love his resolve and his inner conflict, and the performance is I think one of the strongest in the game. Controversially I kind of wish Assan wasn't a griffon but was an actual mortal child lol, I love the parenthood analogy but I kind of thing it would hit harder. As cute as Assan is.

I loved the First Warden. Again, another favourite character for me. I remember thinking FINALLY when he turned up. Finally, an adult! Finally somebody reacting to this news in a way that makes sense! I chose to talk him down and I loved his final stand as well, though I'm wondering if the implication that the gods can talk to the wardens through their blood is going to... pay off elsewhere. I've also always been a fan of Evka and Antoine, so seeing them get such a prominent role was great, and on the whole the wetlands is one of my favourite areas in the game. Feels very, very origins.

On that note, it's been one of my favourite things through the series that the wardens get progressively less majestic the more we learn. In Origins you hear of the Order in other lands, and you think (and your warden probably also thinks) oh, it's okay, out there somewhere there is a whole retinue of heroes that WILL save us! We just have to survive this, and then it will be okay! And then seeing that the order even at its headquarters is woefully underfunded, largely people who were conscripted and are scared and just trying to do their best... I really, really like that as somebody who has always been most interested in that side of Dragon Age storytelling.

I do wish we had a little more reactivity to our warden-commander in the game, even if the game did just decide to confirm that they were dead (hey, it's completely justified to me to kill them off screen. They would be nearing their calling now I think.) And the way the blight functions is a bit... nonsensical to me now we are absolutely COVERED in blight all the time. The likelihood of it getting in the bloodstream is so, so high the way the fighting works!

I've heard the story continues into other territory, so I will let you know what I think when we get there...