#wonderfully ​valid takes

[a-strange-inkling]

I just absolutely love how mostly everyone agrees on Pisces Princess Chrissy 🩵👑🐟

…But then I always feel like I have to get out my 12 point PowerPoint presentation to explain myself whenever I mention the date I picked for Eddie’s birthday 😅😆

[absolutelyarealperson]

I think Boston got a happy ending. He's getting a fresh start, and everything in the finale just felt like it was setting him up to leave for America with no regrets or loose ends.

He apologized for the things he did wrong, and pointedly did not apologize for the things he didn't do wrong. He's a messy boy and I love him for that, but he absolutely did some things worth apologizing for, so I'm not mad at the fact that the show let him apologize. He did everything he could to repair his relationships with his friends, and for the most part, he did repair them. Cheum is happy to welcome him back into the group. Ray is still protective of Mew, and is always going to side with Mew over Boston when forced to choose, but he doesn't seem to harbor any hard feelings of his own. His friendship with Mew is irreparably broken, and that's kind of ok with me. It's true to life; some relationships you can repair, and some you can't. But Boston did what he could. He doesn't have to hold onto guilt or wonder what would have happened if he reached out.

The friend group dynamic was never going to go back to what it was before, because Boston was leaving the whole continent. There was always going to be a shift. We were always going to end up with all of the others getting close and having experiences together without Boston there. But he fixed things enough that they're staying in touch.

And he and Nick broke up a bit earlier than they would have. But they would have broken up anyway. That relationship always had an expiration date. Boston set it up that way on purpose (I feel like knowing it had an ending was the only way he could give himself permission to even try for the first time, but that's probably a whole other post I could make). And he got to learn about himself. He likes romance; he can fall in love. It's just that romance and sex are two completely separate things for him. And he's moving to NYC! You know he's going to find some like minded people and figure himself out further, and find fulfilling relationships that work for him, now that he knows more about his wants and needs.

And it's so much better that Nick didn't follow him to New York. I cannot see that ending well. Because once Boston and Nick both learned enough about themselves to have an open and honest conversation about what they wanted in a relationship, it was clear that they loved each other AND they wanted fundamentally different things. Somehow a clean break for a reason other than the move to America feels better. They're not holding on or trying to stretch out the end so it hurts more or longer. They loved each other. It meant something. And it ended. The end doesn't make the rest matter less.

And Boston, a Boston who learned and grew from the events in this series, is planning to be totally out in America, away from his dad. No more hiding. No more worry about black mail. He's the person taking the photos and choosing to make them public as art.

Everything about the finale just felt like it was setting Boston up for a fresh start in the best and cleanest way possible. Repairing the ties that could be part of his support system, even across continents. Cutting ties that were only going to hold him back or hurt him worse. Letting him get things off his chest, so he could leave without regrets or what-ifs. I think this episode was so good to Boston.

[propheticclown]

I LOVE HOW FLAWED THE ALPHA KIDS ARE!!! So many people hate a specific Alpha Kid or something but their character flaws are genuinely so realistic because they're all 16-year-olds! Jane is just a wonderfully written female character that doesn't fall into the trope of "My only negative emotion is sad because women are sad". She's allowed to be angry, but that same anger can cause her to lash out at her friends in a realistic way, for example, Roxy. On top of this, she arrogantly believes that she's in the right all the time and constantly corrects other people, which allows The Condense to take control of her because Jane foolishly believes that Roxy's "Batterwitch" stuff is nonesense.

Jake is constantly trying to impress his friends by exaggerating his "adventures" and masculinity to try and seem more interesting. But due to this compulsive need to seem impressive, along with his utter social isolation, he can come off as self-centered and genuinely doesn't understand other people's struggles and fails to communicate his boundaries with Dirk properly.

Dirk is obsessive and possessive of all his friends, especially Jake, but because they don't perfectly fit the vision he has in his head for them, he tries to push them to become better in ruthless and harsh ways, for example, sending a whole robot to Jake to fight, only for that robot to not actually be catered to Jake's fighting capabilities, either being too soft or way too hard, because he cares more about what Jake can become, than accepting him for who he already is, which would literally solve 99% of Jake's problems anyway.

Roxy is a unique case. She's one of the few characters who genuinely acknowledges her problems and takes steps to better them, but of course, she still has her problems. She wants to be loved and validated due to her isolation and can make seriously crass remarks when it's not appropriate (like when she was considering getting with Jake right after Jane's breakdown). She's needy, affection-starved, and desperate for validation. She still has flaws outside of her alcoholism and that's genuinely amazing. Most writers would make it so that Roxy's drinking would be her only problem but it isn't. Roxy is absolutely my favorite Alpha Kid because of this!

[givemefevrr]

INEXPERIENCED SUBMISSIVE HEESEUNG OR JUNGWON PWEAASEEEE ??🌝🌝

Left My Innocence In Your Mouth (NSFW)

Pairings: sub!Jungwon x afab!reader

Warnings: inexperienced Jungwon, experienced reader, loss of virginity, first time, overstimulation, masturbation, dry humping, vaginal fingering, swearing, soft sex, mild praise, nipple play, begging, pet names (love, baby, sweetie, etc..)

wc: 3.6k

You and Jungwon have been dating for several months now, and while the chemistry between you two was undeniable from the start, the physical aspect of your relationship had been slow to progress. It wasn't for lack of desire or attraction; rather, Jungwon's shy and reserved nature made him hesitant to take things further.

But tonight, you decided to push the limits and see how far the shy boy can go.

You had initiated your usual nightly make-out session with him; however, now, you decide to take the lead, crawling onto his lap and straddling his thighs. Jungwon gasps softly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as if he's holding on for dear life. He's been nothing but gentle – hesitant even – and it's so endearing. 

Your fingers trail through his hair, pulling him closer for another kiss. He melts into it, a soft whimper escaping his lips as he surrenders to your lead. His reactions turn you on even more.

As you break the kiss, his eyes flutter open, dazed and glossy. You watched as he tried to chase your lips, his cheeks flushed and chest heaving with anticipation. A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you cupped his cheeks, noting how he already looked so wonderfully messed up.

"You look so good like this," you murmur, your lips trailing down his jawline, leaving a trail of hot kisses. Jungwon's breath hitches, and you can feel his heart racing against your chest.

You pull back slightly, gazing into his glossy eyes. "You can touch me, you know," you say, your voice husky with desire. "I want you to."

Jungwon blinks, looking slightly bewildered. Slowly, hesitantly, his hands moved to rest on your thighs, just above the fabric of your clothes. His touch is feather-light as if he's afraid to press too hard. 

After his palms sit on your plush thighs for a moment, he glances back up at you, as if seeking validation. 

"Touch me more," you bite your lip, guiding his hands up your sides. He looks like a deer in headlights, shocked and naive. His cheeks flush a deep, rosy hue as you continue to move his hands up your torso. "Do you like touching me like this, Wonnie?"

A small whimper caught in Jungwon's throat as he nodded, unable to keep his eyes from flickering between his hands and your lips. 

You smile, leaning in to capture his lips again, releasing his hands to let him explore more. His hands start to move, undeniably still hesitant, yet he's touching you nonetheless. 

Jungwon's fingers gently trace your spine's contours, making you gasp. "Is this okay?" he asks between kisses, his voice laced with concern. "A-am I doing okay?"

You leave a couple of final kisses on the corner of his lips before responding warmly, "It's perfect, baby. Have you never done this before?"

You half meant it teasingly—to spur him on, rile him up so he could build confidence in his actions––but you were surprised when Jungwon's blush deepened. His gaze dropped slightly as he nodded, his fingers still tracing patterns on your skin.

"I-I'm sorry," he stammers, his voice barely audible.

Cradling his face in your hands, you lift his face up to meet yours again, cooing at the boy whisperingly. "Are you a virgin, baby?"

He nods sheepishly, his gaze flickering between your eyes and lips, his fingers curling slightly to grip your shirt. "M' sorry," he apologizes again, his lip quivering with his nervous trembling breaths. 

Leaning in, you press a soft kiss to his lips, running your thumb along his jawline soothingly, murmuring words of reassurance against his mouth.  "There's nothing to apologize for, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice laced with warmth and affection. "We'll take things slow, I'll guide you through it, yeah?"

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His kisses grow hungrier, and you can feel his arousal pressing against you, and it only spurs you on further. 

A soft moan escapes your lips at his touch, a sound that echoes in Jungwon's mind, driving him to desperation. He can't shake the thought of making you feel that way again, of being the one to elicit such pleasure from you.

"W-want," he gasps between kisses. "I want to…touch… you—" he stammers out before a final desperate, "Please…"

You smile at his eagerness, a playful glint in your eyes as you cock your head to the side teasingly. "Yeah?" you murmur, your voice a low purr. "You want to learn how to make me feel good?"

Jungwon nods eagerly, his eyes wide with anticipation as he gazes up at you with undisguised longing. "Please," he whispers, his voice barely above a breathless whimper, nodding eagerly. "I want to so badly. Teach me, please!"

His vulnerability tugs at your heartstrings, and you can't help but feel a surge of affection for him. With a smirk, you lean back slightly, your hands working on the hem of your shirt. 

"Well, since you asked so nicely," you tease, your voice dripping with mock innocence. "I suppose I could show you a thing or two."

Jungwon's eyes widen in anticipation, a hopeful gleam shining in their depths as he watches you intently as you slowly pull your shirt over your head to reveal your bare chest. Jungwon's eyes widen in awe at the sight, his breath catching in his throat as he takes in the sight of you shirtless for the first time.

He's mesmerized, his gaze flickering between your eyes and your exposed skin, uncertainty evident in his every movement. He wants to look and admire, but he's unsure if he's allowed––if he's allowed to indulge in the sight before him.

"It's okay, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice gentle and reassuring. "You're allowed to look, I want you to see me, sweetie."

His eyes widen at your words, disbelief mingling with longing in their depths. Slowly, hesitantly, he lets his gaze wander over your bare skin, his hands practically trembling at your hips.

The way he struggles to contain his desperate whimper, the way he practically stares, unable to tear his eyes away—it's all too endearing.

You gently brush your fingertips against his cheek with a soft chuckle, coaxing him out of his daze. "Do you want to touch?" you ask softly, nodding toward your tits.

Jungwon's breath catches in his throat, his eyes widening even further at your invitation. "Can I?" he stammers, his voice slightly strained.

You grin softly, nodding in encouragement as you guide his hand once again up to your chest, his touch tentative and uncertain. With gentle guidance, you help him thumb at your nipples, his reaction immediate.

A small mewl escapes the back of his throat, his eyes fluttering slightly. He reacts as if he's the one being touched, his body trembling.

Lost in the moment, he doesn't even realize the sound escaping him, mesmerized by the feeling of your skin beneath his fingertips. And you watch him, utterly captivated by his innocence and eagerness to learn.

With a soft exhale, you suggest, "You could put your mouth on them if you want."

Jungwon's breath catches as if he can't believe what you're suggesting. "Wh-what?" he stammers, his voice breathless with disbelief. 

You can't help but smile at Jungwon's shocked reaction, his breathless gasp echoing in the air at the suggestion of putting his mouth on your nipples, his breathing quickening as he processes the idea.

You simply nod, trying to coax out some initiative in his actions, "Unless you don't want to–"

"No!" Jungwon cuts you off.

He hesitates momentarily, then leans in, his lips brushing ever so softly against the sensitive bud. Looking up at you for validation, his eyes searching for approval, he waits for your instruction.

Following your guidance, Jungwon tentatively wraps his lips around your nipple, his movements cautious and nervous at first. But you guide him through it, instructing him to suck a little harder, to use his tongue. And with each suckle, he becomes more lost in the sensation. 

Soon, he's completely lost in the sensation, his eyes closed in bliss as he presses his face into your chest, his arms wrapping around you in a tight embrace. Soft, needy mumbles escape his lips as he sucks with increasing fervor, his breathy moans and gentle noises vibrating against your nipples, sending a delicious shiver down your spine, leaving you gasping for breath.

His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if he can't get enough of you. And soon, his hips begin to subtly buck up into yours, his movements instinctual and desperate. The sensation of his hardening length grinding against your pussy only turns you on more, and you find the ache between your legs growing more intense by the second.

The sensation of his lips and tongue against your sensitive skin feels so good, so achingly right, that you can't help but moan softly, arching your back, pressing your body closer to his. Jungwon's eyes flutter open at the sound, his gaze locking with yours.

The sound pulls Jungwon out of his trance, and he realizes that he's been grinding against you. His eyes widen in panic.

"I-I'm so sorry," he stammers, his voice coming out in a whiny, desperate tone, his hands trembling against your skin. "I didn't mean to—I got carried away..."

Despite his apologies, his hips continue their subtle movements, his body betraying his apology, unable to control his virgin body. He looks up at you with glossed-over eyes, his expression pleading for forgiveness even as his movements grow more desperate.

It's adorable, and you'd love to bask in his desperation and the sensation of his bugle rubbing on your cunt all day, but it's time to move on to the next step. 

Gently, you reach down to grasp the hem of Jungwon's pajama pants, looking up at him, and he hesitates before lifting his hips to allow you to, slowly easing them down his legs until he's left in nothing but his dark grey hoodie and boxers, his erection tenting the fabric of his underwear.

Jungwon's cheeks flush with embarrassment, his gaze dropping to avoid your eyes as he tries to discreetly adjust himself, tugging at the hem of his hoodie, trying to cover his arousal.

Meanwhile, you continue to undress yourself, slipping off your baby pink silk pajama shorts with practiced ease, revealing your panties. You catch Jungwon stealing glances at you; his breath comes in shallow gasps as he watches you undress and takes in every inch of your exposed skin.

"Like what you see?" You tease, crawling languidly back onto the bed. "You're quite the starer, huh?"

He gulps, his eyes following your every movement. "Sorry," he mumbles, "I just... I can't help it."

You smile warmly at him, reaching out to cup his cheek. "It's okay to want me, Jungwon," you whisper, sending a shiver of anticipation down his spine. "I want you too."

You guide Jungwon back onto the bed, gently pushing him to lie beside you. His eyes are filled with wonder and adoration as he gazes at you, his heart racing with anticipation and nervousness.

Leaning close, you whisper into his ear, your voice a soft, seductive murmur. "Do you want to finger me, Jungwon? Fill me up with your fingers?"

At your words, Jungwon's breath hitches, and he is completely overwhelmed by the idea, his mind racing with nervousness. "I don't know what to do," he worries, his voice filled with uncertainty. What if I mess up?"

You smile reassuringly, running your fingers through his hair soothingly. "You won't mess up, Jungwon," you reassure him, your voice filled with confidence. "Just follow my lead."

With a gentle nudge, you guide Jungwon to kneel between your legs as you lay back on the bed. He's nervous, his hands trembling slightly as he looks down at you, unsure what to do next.

"Take my panties off," you instruct him, your voice a soft command. 

Cautiously, Jungwon reaches down to slide your panties off, his movements slow and careful. He's mesmerized by the sight of you laid out before him, legs spread. His breath catches in his throat as he takes in every detail of your pretty little pussy. 

His hands remain on your hips as he hovers nervously over your body, his hands trembling with anticipation and uncertainty, so you guide his movements once again with gentle encouragement. You take his hand and lead his fingers to your clit, showing him how to rub it in slow, circular motions.

"Like this," you whisper, your voice laced with pleasure and relief as his fingers soak up your wetness, tracing along your puffy folds. "That feels so good, Jungwon."

He watches you intently, his mouth slightly agape in awe as he can't take his eyes away from his hands touching you. Your guidance gives him the courage to continue, and his touch becomes more sure and deliberate with each passing moment.

"Good, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with encouragement. "You're doing amazing. Keep going."

His eyes are locked on yours, seeking approval and guidance as he continues to explore your body.

"Are you ready to put your fingers in, Jungwon?" you ask softly, your voice tinged with anticipation.

He nods dazedly, his breath catching in his throat as he positions a finger at your entrance and slowly pushes it inside you. A soft moan escapes his lips as if he's experiencing the sensation himself.

"That's it, Jungwon," you encourage him, your voice filled with pleasure. "Keep going.."

As he follows your instructions, his fingers move in slow, deep thrusts. He looks up at you for reassurance, his eyes searching yours for guidance. 

"Does that feel good?" he asks softly, his eyes searching yours for approval. You let out a soft moan of approval, your back arching slightly as you savor his finger filling you. 

So Jungwon added another, and the stretch and fullness felt delicious. His movements are still cautious, but with each thrust, he grows more confident, finding a rhythm that drives you wild.

You moan softly, your hips instinctively rocking against his hand as he works his fingers inside you. He gets a little light-headed at the tightness and wetness surrounding his fingers, whimpering softly at the intoxicating feeling. 

But then, you notice something. Jungwon's free hand is discreetly palming himself, his arousal evident in the way he's whimpering and whining with each movement of his fingers inside you.

 "Are you feeling needy, baby?" you giggle through moans, teasing him gently.

Jungwon's ears flush red with embarrassment as he nods, unable to deny the truth. "I-I can't help it," he admits, his voice filled with need. "You're– you're so–"

You croon at Jungwon's confession, finding his desperation and eagerness to please you utterly adorable. With a soft smile, you take his hand out from your heat, holding it gently as you pull him forward to hover over you.

Jungwon's eyes widen in surprise and flustered excitement at the sudden change in position. He looks down at you, his gaze filled with awe and desire, his heart racing with anticipation.

Your hands trail down his hoodie-covered waist, fingers running along the waistband of his boxers. Jungwon's breath catches in his throat as he watches your movements, his gaze flickering between your hands and your eyes. He's entranced, his heart pounding as he waits for your next move.

"Do you want to fuck me now, Wonnie?" you whisper, your voice laced with teasing invitation.

Jungwon loses it at your words, his eyes widening even further as his cheeks flush crimson. His breath comes out in ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest as he looks at you with a mixture of desire and disbelief, nodding frantically.

Slowly, you free his throbbing erection from his boxers. He groans softly in relief, his hips instinctively moving forward in search of more friction.

As guide his cock to your entrance, you notice his hand shaking in yours. 

You coo at him softly, your voice filled with reassurance and affection.

"Why are you shaking, love?" you murmur, brushing your thumb gently over his hand. "Don't be nervous. It's just me, hm?"

Jungwon nods, his eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. With your guidance, he positions himself, his cock poised at your entrance. And with a gentle push, he enters you all at once, not knowing he was supposed to ease his way in.

But it's okay; the suddenness of his entry overwhelms him, too, and he could use the moment to adjust to the feeling himself. 

As soon as he feels you surrounding him, his eyes shut tight, and he lets out an awfully cute noise, a mix between a moan and a whine.

"Oh god," he croaks, his voice strained and squeaky. "Fuck..."

His whole body is shaking with overstimulation, his arms shaking as he holds himself up on his elbows, his face buried in the crook of your neck. 

He's whining softly, his words coming out in a breathless rush as he struggles to find his bearings in the overwhelming pleasure.

"You're so– so warm," he gasps, his breath coming in short pants. "You feel so good... I-I can't..."

His words come out in a breathless rush, his mind clouded with desire as he struggles to process everything. He's unable to move, his whole body shaking as if on the brink of collapse from the sheer pleasure of being buried inside you.

You find his rambling utterly endearing, a smile playing on your lips as you lift his face from the crook of your neck to meet your gaze. You cup his cheek gently, your eyes locking with his as you reassure him.

"You feel good too, Jungwon," you whisper, your voice filled with sincerity and affection.

His hips instinctively twitch at your words, a surge of arousal coursing through him. He apologizes profusely, which seems habitual, his voice filled with embarrassment and nerves.

"I'm sorry," he stammers, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. 

You giggle softly, cutting off his apologies with a gentle kiss. "It's okay," you murmur against his lips. "Keep going."

So Jungwon tries to start thrusting; his movements are indeed inexperienced–short and shallow. But nonetheless, it still feels good. The feeling of his cock stretching you out is pleasurable enough to make up for it. 

Meanwhile, Jungwon is completely overstimulated, his virgin senses overwhelmed by the tiny bit of stimulation he's receiving. He whines nonsensically, his words a jumbled mix of pleasure and adoration.

"Oh god, it feels so good," he mumbles, his voice breathless and filled with need. "I-I… just... please..."

You smile up at him, brushing your fingers through his hair as you guide him through the motions. "Just focus on what feels good for you, okay?"

"No, I wanna make you feel good, too," he insists, his voice filled with sincerity and determination.

Your heart swells with affection for him, touched by his selflessness and eagerness to please you. "You are, baby," you reassure him, your voice soft with affection. "Thank you so much for making me feel so good. You're doing so well."

His desperate nod and continued efforts to get the hang of things only endear him to you more. 

As Jungwon continues to thrust, his movements become more desperate and erratic, and you notice him starting to get overstimulated. His whimpers grow more frantic, his body trembling with the intensity of the sensations, his movements stuttering to a halt. He ducks his head into your neck, whimpering softly as he confesses.

"It's... it's too much," he gasps, his voice filled with desperation. "I can't... I can't do it anymore. Please... help me."

Your heart aches for him, seeing how overwhelmed he is. So, with gentle care, you roll him over, shifting so that you're now sitting on his lap, your hands resting on his chest as you gaze down at him with tender affection. His eyes widen in surprise at the change in position, his breath coming in short gasps as he looks up at you with a mix of desire and gratitude.

You run your hands through his hair, brushing away the sweat-dampened strands from his forehead. "Shh, it's okay," you coo soothingly as you look down at him with loving concern. "You've done so well, love. Let me take care of you now."

Jungwon nods weakly, his body still trembling with the remnants of overstimulation. But as you lean in to kiss his lips softly, he melts into your touch, his hands finding their way to your hips, holding you close.

As you lower yourself onto him, taking him deep inside you, you feel him reach parts of you he hadn't been able to reach earlier, being prodded at, pushing pleasured sighs out of you.

Each movement sends pleasure coursing through both of you. Jungwon thrashes beneath you, his moans and whines desperate and needy–oh, so sensitive.

You feel the heat pooling in your stomach, pleasure building with each thrust, each gasp, each whimper that escapes Jungwon's lips. And he's soon confessing, "I-I'm close, fuck– oh my god, please!"

Feeling the same urgency and pleasure, you respond with a breathless admission, "I am too, baby."

You pull off of him, positioning yourself to grind your wet cunt and sensitive clit against his cock. Jungwon's hips buck uncontrollably, his body trembling with the intensity of all the sensations. And he comes so prettily all over his charcoal hoodie, the wet noises of his release lubing up the grind of your pussy getting louder, fueling his overstimulation.

Not long after, the overwhelming sensations also push you over the edge. Your body arches with pleasure as you come on Jungwon's cock, the waves crashing over you the hardest you've felt in months. And Jungwon shook beneath you, muttering whiny thanks and 'I love you's as he caught his breath, dopamine rushing through his veins, overjoyed that his first time was with you. 

I love cute little first time fics like this so muchhhhh thanks for the request <3

[industrations]

one thing about your art which makes me uncomfortable is you make remus conventionally attractive. the fandom all agree remus lupin is a wet noodle of a man but actually no artist draws him that and it's getting weird. make him unattractive and he can be loved by sirius. he doesn't need to be that tall and buff like why do you always make him so tall to draw him next to sirius. is it because you're aware of the fact sirius is canonically tall? if so it's baffling indi, you just had the surgery but if you have some time you'd want to read it - www.tumblr.com/carlav-blogs/741256502359228416/i-hate-joining-the-fandom-discourse-because-i?source=share - and look deep inside of yourself and think again about your art. i know you can't publish it but i gotcha. good luck /gen

Hello!

I have been thinking about responding to this at all but it seems like i have a lot to say, so here goes.

Due to contrary belief i draw for myself. I draw for me because i enjoy it and it makes me happy. And if it makes others happy then thats a lovely bonus. I draw because i love the bit of magic and creative freedom of being able to put that on paper.

What i don’t do is draw for other people to give me validation or to give them satisfaction. What’s getting weird is that you are so upset over characters that are written by a terf. Someone that is extremely harmful. Characters that DO NOT EXIST.

I’m sick of this endless debate of "oh but CANONICALLY sirius was taller" who the fuck cares. In the movies remus had like a whole head on sirius.

You know whats the one wonderful thing about this fandom? Every single artists and writers version of these characters. They take them and make them their own. I love the way i can read 10 wolfstar fics and all ten of them are wildly different versions of them. They fall in love with each other unconditionally and i with them.

I’ve been told I’m not valid, that i don’t deserve to exist, that i should have DIED in surgery. There is really vile and hateful people in this fandom but you know what. I’m not here for you, my art isn’t for you it’s for ME.

I would like to say I resent this fandom but it’s brought me so much joy as well. I’ve met some of the most talented and wonderful people. I met my very best friend because of this fandom. I traveled places to see people i love because of dead gay wizards. I have found a place that is so wonderfully accepting. A queer community that I will never have in real life. The amount of freedom and expression is something that drew me in and will make me stay.

I hope you get the day you deserve, and I will continue my life where I live it for me and no one else <3

[celestialtarot11]

Your future spouse 💰💍💗 fears, how you’ll meet, etc! Collab 💌

Hey friends! Today we’re doing a lovely collab with the mystical and wonderful @julyourwitch ! This was honestly such a cool collab with her 🤗💘 Ya’ll might wanna sit down for this one…its juicy 👀 we actually had some telepathy going on between us too as we were channeling 🤣 anyway, pick your pile below and enjoy this reading brought to you by us 💘🤗 feel free to comment, like and reblog. Your feedback is appreciated 😍 Happy picking!! (The last pic could not fit properly 😭)

Pile 1 💰🤍: Channeled by the lovely @celestialtarot11 Hi pile 1’s! Welcome to your reading 🙌☕️ let’s get started. Your future spouse is someone who loves spending quality time with you and money💰 your first date could be during the winter season for some of ya’ll, or in the summer. It may involve ice cream as seen in the card 👀 this person may be at a physical distance from you and you’d probably drive a few hours to see them, or have to take the plane. They have no problem paying for the plane 💅🏻 This person mentally & emotionally has fears about the future when it comes to commitment, but I see they are open about this and are willing to work on this with you. They are sweet, reciprocal, open and very chatty 💘💅🏻 they love to sweet talk you and they have a very attractive smile and laugh. Something you’ll feel drawn to. They could have Leo placements and Sagittarius! This person before you meet could work through self sabotage issues, especially abandonment. They’re afraid someone will leave them first, so they’re afraid to show themselves to you but eventually your connection will grow wonderfully. Lots of mutual attraction, values, goals. This is a spiritual connection as well, how you two will meet will be spiritual. You may have visions of them, so will this person. You may feel them close by (their energy) and know they are coming to meet you soon. This is someone who can meet you at your level and show up 🙌 This person could be hesitant to show their feelings for you at first but this will be overcome. I believe spirit is divinely guiding this marriage, and you may actually manifest each other before meeting 💍☕️ this person may do it unconsciously, whereas you may have a whole sit down and journal everything you want in a partner. Honestly thats valid! Get clear on what you want before ya’ll meet, this is important spirit says. For some of ya’ll, ya’ll are ready for this marriage commitment now 💗 ya’ll deeply want this and know what it takes. Spirit is offering guidance and says you’ll get there. Thank you pile 1’s! Feel free to like, reblog and share your thoughts always 🤍 your picture below —>

Pile 2 💼💍: By the lovely @celestialtarot11 Welcome dear pile 2’s! This is your reading if you felt drawn to this. This person could interact with your social media before talking. They may heart your story, stalk your account, and try to know all there is about you before talking you up. They want to get a better sense of who you are, but here’s the thing, social media only shows a small portion of our lives. This person is deeply curious and wants to have a stable connection or idea of you. Eventually this person will text you, find the courage to speak up and start something! It may catch you by surprise but maybe you’ll know this stalking was happening already. For those who do not have social media you could meet them at a wedding, reception, or a regular event. They will be the waiter/waitress, and serve you. But their eye will be on you. They want to know all there is throughout the event. This person overthinks a lot and feels alone and scared in the world, they have a tendency to think they have to do it all alone. This person desires support however and someone to understand them. They want stability, for someone to take their time ❤️‍🩹 they have been through a lot. Its easy for them to get overwhelmed as you two talk for the first time. But they dream of you a lot, daydreaming. They have lots of fantasies of you, and they may even place you on a pedestal. This person does have self esteem issues, this is something that will be worked on through your marriage. There’s an awareness that they want an intimate connection, but also feel they aren’t worthy of it too. This will come up to be healed throughout your relationship. The Share Tenderness card tells me they are someone who is reciprocal, giving, gentle with their hands 😉 and loves knowing how you feel. They will constantly want to know from a place of care. I’m seeing lots of texts when you’re first dating, hows your morning going? Hows your night? How do you feel about xyz? Tell me what you think. Lots of that. Incredibly sweet, but is afraid of loss and rejection. They want you to send pictures of you because they find you beautiful 💘 and attractive. They love to admire you. It’s not necessary sexual in nature although it can develop, but this person has very genuine intentions towards you when they approach you. Not necessarily lustful. I think a part of them is spiritual as well, but it’s in the baby stages of developing. So when they meet you, an awakening will occur. Or many, as much as its needed to grow this person 🤗 i think you two will explore the cosmos together. This person is dreamy, romantic, and has a nostalgic vibe to them. But they won’t show this first. The more you know them, the more they are a softie. Cancer vibes are strong here, so is Scorpio and Virgo 💅🏻 thank you so much pile 2’s!! Feel free to comment, like and reblog 🤗🤍 thank you for your continued support! Your picture below —>

Pile 3 💪❤️‍🩹: Channeled by the one and only @julyourwitch ! Hello viewers, lovely souls and even readers(tarot or not) of the pile 3! Well, let's start with the energy that I feel most strongly from signs: Earth (mostly Virgo and Taurus) Fire (Aries & Sagittarius) and a bit of Air (Gemini & Libra) but I believe there are also some placements that dominate the following signs I mentioned above! I see here that the future husband (whether female or male is not something specific) has high self-esteem and knows how to take care of himself/herself, his/her values, his/her things, important people around him/her, knows how to behave and appreciate the other as well as be appreciated back! I feel like they like to wear good quality clothes and generally obsess about wearing things to feel good about themselves (they don't discriminate against any kind of quality clothes or anything, they've been through that 'poverty' phase too) I believe that respect and manners are everything for them and how much more they see it in those around them. But there is a little ego-pathy or beauty-pathy (I mean, they feel overly beautiful and even enjoy it, I wouldn't characterize them as narcissists anyway!) They appreciate what they have and acquire, mostly they are not ungrateful and this is very important for them not to be something they don't want to become or happen to them in a situation or people. I can tell that they have an obsession or tendencies to obsess over some object or person or something that they create and make it theirs! They really love stability, they don't want to rush at all or make rushy or sudden moves/decisions without properly processing and filtering them. They want everything to be on schedule, even their time off at home/work!Something I noticed now, they may want many other things, such as more money, stability, full schedule, clothes, household items, etc...but they wouldn't at all like to see the other person just like them. As if they'll get competitive or they might make a scene and leave without let you say a word ☠️ They enjoy and rejoice greatly in the positivity of life, the satisfaction and pleasure of what they have achieved and acquired/conquered! They are very optimistic people, they'll always want to help you with the honor and generosity in them (sometimes they will want to take something from you but not maliciously) it seems that they really went through a lot either in their childhood or growing up after puberty(or while they had puberty) and they had some intense situations with people who abused and manipulated them emotionally and physically. I heard very clearly "You know, I can read your mind and how you express yourself just by your facial/body expressions" No matter what they've been through, they know when to speak up if the other person is faking, lying, or trying to hide something. They are grateful for what life has taught them, because they always say "It's all in life, so with a smile and courage it gives you strength and peace within you" Their motto is like" I'll be stronger mentally and emotionally so why should I be scared or a coward?" WOA HAHAAHAH I LAUGHED HARD HERE I'M SORRY 😭😭

Omg pile 3, your future spouse has been really hurt, victim and in a tough situation indeed but they already know that it won't be temporary they're so self aware I can't 🥺🥺 As I said, they cherish and respect people that are honest and real with them,honesty and a stable psychological or mental state are everything to them because that is what they want to see in their partner or in the world. They went through a lot of transformations and they KNEW it would happen (not only self aware here but intuitive people as well) they knew that all these situations and the pain, the impasse all these unbearable and unexpected feelings would lead to a beautiful outcome/beginning, growth and acceptance for themselves and personal/emotional healing. Your future spouse also has been feeling also out (as if they're alone 😭) They also gotta need to understand that being happy or grateful with beautiful and unique appearance won't let you love yourself. (I heard "self love is needed too") Someone closed to them-some close person who played an important role in their lives, honestly treated them like garbage. It made them feel terrible about their bodies (which they are maintaining well so far) it made them think if they really know how to love and appreciate things and people the way they are (I felt a female figure here for some reason in this behavior ) taught them to believe that "If you want to have someone close to you or get married first and foremost you will look at appearance because that is everything, I don't want our image to be ruined". Nawwwww😭😭 they might overthink a lot because of all the shitty things they went through, they don't actually want to show fragile or weak in front of you, they really prefer to not talk about it(yet but slowly their feelings will exposed them once they feel comfortable with you) they'll also be/feel/show as if they're tired but no, not tired IT MIGHT BE THE FIRST GLANCE, but once you meet and understand them better they'll open their heart to you! (I heard" You know sometimes I need your attention.. "😭😭)

With the ace of pentacles upright and 6 of wands upright as extra cards I'm getting that they're open for new opportunities and new connections even professionally and personally too, also they really adore and admire people who value their life and respect their life and family too!

Take what resonates love and leave what it doesn't! Reblog&like it if you had fun &enjoyed!

Pile 4💘🤗: Hello viewers, lovely souls and even readers (tarot or not) of the pile 4! I didn't start yet and I heard very loud ("I do see you right away") AND I GOT CHILLS. I feel for sure that the signs here are fire signs, mainly Leo and Sagittarius, or these two strong fire signs may dominate their astrological chart and they may also have a little water sign here and there (or might have Scorpio or Cancer Rising or MC) That is crazy pile 4 cuz your future spouse is really REALLY interested or into spirituality, energies, reiki and you know when Isay intuition, right?? They ALWAYS FOLLOW THEIR INTUITION AS IF IT'S THEIR BESTIE! I feel that someone higher up has taught them about how to anticipate things or think without overdoing it I feel a motherly side or some feminine energy, it could be the feminine energy/divine feminine in them)! I feel like they didn't have enough friends or they didn't have a big circle of friends, probably just acquaintances and always a smile on their face wherever they go. Such crazy and dynamic energy first time Imeet/ sense. 0o They like to watch instead of talk, they prefer to observe instead of doing it(when it's needed tho) They're really really thoughtful and very wise with their words and how exactly can make you believe and count on them. (Not in a bad way obviously) They won't let you see through them first, they'll first analyze and read you first in oder to be open and free with you Iheard "You'll see if our energy matches or not boo") Sometimes though they make some mental or creative blockages LITERALLY OUT OF NOWHERE, they can have a mini breakdown with themselves and their feelings, but guess what.. THEY'LL BE BACK AGAIN! UNSTOPPABLE ENERGY HAHAHAHA Okay I'm not gonna lie but they might not have a program or some schedule for their plans and goals(as the pile 3) but they're visionary dreamers. Actually they changed a lot of places and traveled a lot and they're not lazy/bored to do it everyday! They're literally OPEN TO EVERYONE AND ANY OPPORTUNITY OR NEW PATH. Guys, pile 4 for real I really like this energy here They're ready for everything omg omg Iheard "Al or nothing. Nothing scares you more than doing nothing or leave it in the middle " I feel that nothing and no one scares them or stops them. They are fearless and want to convey to the world the message "Whatever you do in your life, whatever risks you take, never regret them. They make you strong both mentally and externally, take it as a victory and an experience!" They would like to have such a person by their side, but not quite like them. They're so open-minded and hardworkers for their goals and dreams(they also feel like young in their hearts 9(9) Why Ido keep seeing that they're connected with their higher self and very spiritual aware too? They also tend to be mysterious and secretive mostly their private life, they're so protective with those around them and with their partner(and their life too) but also open to see if the others have good or ill intentions towards them. Sometimes they might confuse their feelings with their intuition too. (They get so deeply in some things to get to know someone till they drain their energy which is very unhealthy) omg they often get misunderstood and disrespected- I CLEARLY HEARD - " I know, it's something from my childhood, it's fine it doesn't scare me at all. Everything is ahabit"

Pile 3,they might be extroverted but inside THEY'RE SOOOO INTROVERTED! I'm getting they have also an artistic way prolly dancing or singing or something related to. (I do see painting , music. Wow they wanna share&explore everything with everyone but sometimes their introverted shyness (not always tho) makes them freeze A BIT and think about it twice. Indeed they have real and few at least 2-3 friends max they trust a lot or dearly, They're so forgiving people and they not what they did wrong or right, they can also notice/find it very easily too. They like people who are outgoing, real and pure with their energy and soul&words too. They pay big attention to eyes and lips -

They currently have some kind of financial loss but Ido see them overcome it! PILE 4 THEY'RE S 0 0 0 0 0 ENERGETIC AND ATTRACTIVE ASF O M G THEY REALLY REALLY LIKE TO TAKE CARE OF THEIR BODY AND THEIR MUSCLES OSSJEJFIXJSJE They’re so active emotionally, physically and spiritually too! Not gonna lie but they enjoy being the center of attention too- HAHAHAHA

Once you meet them guys you won't regret it! They can also bring joy and love and support to others and those around them(even when they're with their partners too) THEY'RE SO ECSTATIC HAHAHAAH REALLY REALLY GOOD THO! They'll be there when you need them not only in the good times but also in your darkest times too, full of energy Iwish Icould describe more but I'm so happy and excited in, if you guys could see my smiley face you would understand!

With the 7 of cups rx and 4 of pentacles upright, it is telling me sometimes their choices or thoughts about their actions and in their love life might be chaotic and overwhelming cuz they confuse themselves and they need some clarity and some guidance and support from their partners) and must hear their inner voice too, and might be overprotective and jealous as well but not in a crazy stage/level of being jealous or possessive too!

Take what resonates and leave behind what doesn't! Reblog &like if you had fun and enjoyed!

Thank ya’ll so much for reading our post! @julyourwitch This was incredibly fun to do with you 🤗💗 Hope ya’ll enjoyed and feel free to like, comment and reblog!

[dreamlifebunny]

a better way to affirm (and make any method more effective!)

every desire we could ever want has already been said "yes" to and everything is possible - this is the beautiful truth of the law of assumption. a very popular method for manifesting is affirming for your desires: with affirming, we tell ourselves "i have money, my sp loves me, i am safe, etc." attempting to conjure up the feeling that the affirmations are true. however, when we don't actually believe in the affirmations, repeating them over and over can feel vapid, yucky, and even make us feel like we are lying to ourselves, causing us to feel the opposite of the affirmations we were using.

when talking about imaginal acts and imagination, edward art has often said that it's not the details of the scene that matters, but what the scene implies about us that is important. it was after listening to his "though false" lecture that i realized, in order for affirmations to be effective, we must first believe they are possible for us at all and they must tell us something beautiful about ourselves.

yes, it is true that mindlessly repeating affirmations over and over again without feeling them can manifest just as effectively as feeling your affirmations and only repeating them once, but the reason why either of these methods work is because you believe that they will work. if repeating affirmations mindlessly 10k times gives you the same feeling that your manifestations are yours, then please keep doing that method! but if you struggle to believe that mindless affirming will actually bring about your desires and you find the repetition boring, this post is for you.

i would like to repeat: the law, in all of its beauty, reminds us that every single thing that we desire has already been said "yes" to. with this beautiful concept in mind, let us create affirmations that feel softer, easier, truer, and give us the peace of mind that we are seeking.

inspiration:

this post is inspired by and at some points directly lifted from edward art's "though false" video. i take zero credit for the ideas that he originally shared, i just wanted to add on my own interpretations and share it with the community so that more people could be inspired!

this post was also inspired by @alilarew23's post "what if god said yes?" i can't believe when i first wrote this that i didn't realize how deeply it was inspired by her incredible post, and only now after reading it again did it dawn on me 😭 i wanted to make sure this post of hers was linked because it is SO good; please give it a read if you want to feel wonderfully validated, safe, and comforted in the knowledge that your desires are YOURS!

steps:

decide what it is that you desire and let the daydreams begin - what do you naturally imagine happening? what do you hear? see/hear/feel/etc. the imaginal act that naturally comes up when you think about your desire (don't worry that you're not doing it right, it's simply a sweet daydream about what you desire)

next, ask yourself: if this desire manifested and really came true, what would that imply about me? what does the manifestation of this desire tell me about myself? get to the core of what the manifested desire says about you. for example, if you wanted wealth and you naturally visualized travelling the world with all the money you have and imagined that the scene was true, the core belief could be "i am free to do anything i want without barriers." if you wanted wealth and you naturally visualized seeing your bills paid off and imagined that the scene was true, the core belief could be "i am always safe and looked after financially."

we have now figured out what our desire says about us, and our next step is to ask god if what it says about us is true. since WE are god, we go within and ask, "God/Self/Subconscious, am I (insert the answer we found in step two)?" the example could be, "god, am i lovable? am i safe?" etc.

because we know that every desire we could ever want has already been said "yes" to no matter what, answer yourself as god: "yes!"

feel the feeling of relief - you now know that a) your desire will manifest, and also b) that you are everything that your desire implies about your wonderful self and that you now know that your affirmation of choice is true! how beautiful is that? repeat these steps however often you need peace.

as you can see, this takes you right to the feeling that you are trying to get achieve by manifesting your desires. we manifest to feel loved, happy, successful, wealthy, so why not feel those ways while we wait for our manifestation to show up? it gets us to the core of the belief and helps us figure out exactly what it is we are wanting to feel about ourselves. it makes the affirmation feel a lot more powerful and personal, and a lot more "guaranteed" knowing it is coming to you from yourself as god.

example:

lets say i have decided that i want to manifest a partner back, who ghosted me with no explanation and who chose someone else over me, and that it left me feeling worthless. the imaginal act that comes to my mind when i imagine him coming back and choosing me is my partner holding me tight, crying and apologizing for the pain he has caused, and telling me how much he missed me, loves me, and how badly he wants to rebuild trust and cherish me for the rest of our lives (💅)

if my desire came true, it would tell me that i am irreplaceable, lovable, obsess-worthy, worthy of affection and love, unforgettable, irresistible, etc. (how lovely that would be to feel!)

"bunny (god), i know that everything that i want has already been said yes to. does this mean that i am irreplaceable, lovable, obsess-worthy, worthy of affection and love, unforgettable, and irresistible?" (i would probably just use one hehe but you get the point).

knowing that i am god and that my word is law, i tell myself the beautiful "yes!" that i know is true! i feel the reality that i am lovable, i trust that god (myself) knows the truth and is powerful.

i relax, knowing that the inherent nature of god is a resounding "yes," and that that means i am already lovable, irreplaceable, etc.!

i hope that this exercise can bring you peace, remind you of your incredible worth and of how truly lovable and wonderful you are, and ensure you of the guarantee of your desires manifesting. if you have made it to the end of this post, please consider watching the "though false" lecture and ali's post "what if god said yes?" for even more validation and love!

love and hugs, bunny 💕

[justchillandshipit]

Here I go again.

Buck asks Eddie if his son is the real reason he doesn't date. Eddie responds with, "That and, they weren't my type."

This has been a flag for everyone who reads the subtext, but let's take a moment to look at the last GIF.

Eddie says they weren't his type. Buck turns around to look at them and probably assesses what makes them, 'not' Eddie's type because the girls were all subjectively pretty. There were also a variety of types of women there.

But look closely at the GIF. Eddie said they weren't his type. While Buck is glancing back, Eddie gives Buck a quick look that really screams, "You are it. You are the type." When I noticed this from the GIF edit, I thought it might be the creator slowing it down, but nope. If I look at the episode, it is the same or nearly the same. This is early season two, and I have always thought, in the early episodes, there was no intent to pair Eddie with Buck as anything but a friend. However, this scene makes me wonder at what point Tim M or whoever was writing changed their minds about adding in a subtextual narrative.

I find it very difficult to see this scene as a heteronormative exchange. In fact, it even feels like Eddie is pushing back a little to test where Buck stands. Buck as a character who lacks self-awareness gives a mixed signal answer. (which tracks with his character at this point and matches his coming-out arc.) **edited to clarify** Buck's mixed signal response to Eddie saying they aren't my type is, "Not mine either, at least not anymore."**

A few seconds later, Buck says Eddie has a weak excuse. My lovely and wonderfully sassy Eddie says, "You live in your invisible girlfriend's house, and you're telling me about weak excuses." He essentially points at Buck's closet door, but of course, this is something that Buck couldn't see or pick up on at the time. These moments are small in the grand scheme of the show as a whole so I'm afraid it will be forgotten. It would be nice to have some sort of throwback acknowledgment that this scene hasn't been retconned.

To backtrack a little bit here, I would also like to point out something else about the early timing or the writing of these characters as potentially queer. They are outside. (True I don't understand the ins and outs of filmmaking so there may very well be a reason for this.) But the shot itself is making them walk close together. Not just close, their shoulders are literally bumping against each other, hitting and knocking at each other in a way that might appear "unintentionally" intimate--until you remember they are outside. It seems to me like there are dozens of ways to shoot this thing that don't require them to be so casually physical with each other. For the scene to be shot like this and then consider the canon conversation that took place, it feels quite intentional that the writers wanted viewers to look closely for something else.

Whenever certain people call Buddie shippers delusional, I think about this. Subtextual language aside, the scenes are shot in such a way as to plant the idea of "More." There is attraction here. There is flirting.

Someone, somewhere wanted to tell this story from the start; and I'm not mad about it. I'm 100% here for it, and I'm ready for it to go down as the most epic love story I've ever watched or read about, but I also admit that I want it to be canon, not so I can throw it in anyone's face that their ship is wrong, but so I can prove I'm not some weirdo putting two hot guys together. I'm seeing a real romance being built. I want that validation as much as I want everyone under the LGBTQ umbrella to see representation for themselves on screen.

If you want to see the scene, go to about 3:05.

[flowerandblood]

The Impossible Choice (5)

[ Aemond • Targaryen x Baratheon! • female ]

[ warnings: sex content, angst, smut, sexual tension ]

[description: Aemond comes to Storm's End to choose his future consort. However, Lord Borros Baratheon presents him with only four of his five daughters. Being attached to his youngest child, he does not want to marry her. The prince, however, thwarts his and her plans with his decision. This is slow burn, with a lot of dark angst and sexual tension. (Anon Request)]

* English is not my first language. Please, do not repost. Enjoy! *

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He awoke in the morning, feeling the anxiety that had tossed him through the night. He could feel the sweet scent of her oils wafting in his nostrils, hear her soft, calm breathing, the heat of her body radiated in all directions, making him feel his entire body tense.

No woman ever stayed in his bed.

Her presence, this alien being, was something surprisingly shocking to him.

He opened his eye and saw that she slept lying on her stomach, her cheek pressed against the pillow, her face turned towards him. Her hair was scattered around her head in disarray, her lips slightly parted, her face relaxed and gentle.

She kept a safe distance, didn't touch him all night.

They didn't speak to each other after what they had done.

After he took her.

The fact that she had avoided his company throughout her stay in the keep, that she preferred to become acquainted with his sister rather than him, was at once comfortable, irritating and in some ways disappointing to him.

He had hoped that she would try to confront him, to fight back, meanwhile she had taken the tactic of distancing herself, not forcing him to be in her presence if he didn't consider it necessary.

Therefore, he watched her from the sidelines and once again felt a sense of disappointment when he found that he was unable, at least for the time being, to find in her a trait or demeanour that he could mock or use against her. She was calm but not dispassionate, cheerful but not silly, fond of conversation but not engaging in gossip.

In addition, her gowns, so different from those worn by her sisters, he had to admit, took his breath away every time he spotted her silhouette walking in the distance.

Perhaps there was something about the cut, the fact that the very fabric of the gown embraced her waist only below her breasts, where those were covered only by a snow-white chemise. He was furious, for this sight stimulated his imagination, and he was well aware that he was not the only man who had taken notice of this detail.

He had thought of taking her before the wedding, to dominate her completely and show her to whom she belonged, for whom the sight of her naked body was for; but he had given up this idea, recognising that if she was to be his wife, her maidenhood could not be called into question.

The closer it got to their nuptials, the more tense he felt, because even though he had promised her that if she obeyed him she would enjoy the act as much as he did, he was no longer sure he would be able to do it.

After all, in her eyes he was nothing more than a scarred and eyeless stranger who had snatched her from her father's arms and made a mockery of her sisters.

He hadn't thought about the fact that his touch might repulse her, exactly like what he desired to do with her.

The perverted, lewd touch he craved, him, deep inside her, between her thighs.

She was so innocent.

When he commanded her to kiss him, she was doing it so wonderfully shy, so gently, her lips so soft and pleasurable, that he could do just that all night, teaching her how he wanted her to caress his mouth, sliding his tongue deep into her throat, tasting her endlessly.

He knew, however, that his task that night was different.

He had to consummate this marriage for it to be valid, no matter whether she would be pleased with it or not. He, however, unlike his brother, took no pleasure in taking women against their will.

She was so gentle, so kind, trusting him, a stranger, letting him touch her in a way that frightened and embarrassed her.

He knew she had no idea what he was actually doing, how she should behave, but for some reason he was as terrified as she was and didn't know how to help her.

Whether any words from him could change anything.

He didn't want to lie, to say it wouldn't hurt.

He knew it will.

She didn't cry, she didn't squirm, she didn't get distracted, focusing only on her sensations, on his lips sucking greedily on her puffy, hard nipples, on his hand between her thighs.

He was filled with pride when he ran the tips of his fingers over her slit and felt her warm, sticky moisture. It made him feel more confident, he was already assured that she liked what he was doing so far.

He wanted her to like it, he wanted her not to run away from him.

Then, when he slid inside her, when her walls clenched against his cock so desperately that she caused pain even to him, he begged the gods that she would be able to hold on, that she would not cry, that she would not spoil everything that he had managed to do for them.

He could see her struggling with herself, pressing her lips and breathing deeply, trying to calm herself for him, to obey him, as he desired.

His brave wife.

And then he simply fucked her.

At first with gentle, slow rocking of his hips, just to try.

But then he lost his temper.

She was too tight, too warm, too wet, moaning too loudly and too sweetly, her body writhing too wonderfully beneath him.

He felt hot at the memory, trying not to think about the way her hands tightened on his chemise, how she sobbed beneath him, her face and body hot with pleasure.

Not to think about the wonderful sound that she made when she came underneath him, how perfect she looked as her body contorted in spasms of relief.

He pretended deep down that it didn't affect him at all.

He thought that she was his now, her every breath, look, moan, thought was to belong only to him, that he might take her again now.

To feel the softness and warmth of her bare, innocent body again.

His wife's.

He raised himself slowly on one elbow and moved towards her under the quilt, gripping her waist, lifting her slightly, kneeling behind her. She woke up and drew in a loud breath, all sleepy, he could see that she didn't know where she was or what was happening to her.

She tightened her hands on his wrists, breathing heavily as she felt him lift the fabric of her nightgown, exposing her hips to him.

"I will not cause you pain." He hummed, his voice calm and slightly hoarse.

He could feel her body trembling beneath him, he knew that after what he had done to her last night she was tender and oversensitive inside, her walls must have been sore and irritated.

He had no intention of hurting her as long, as she obeyed.

He grunted in satisfaction as she slowly released her grip, placing her hands on the pillow on either side of her head, her mouth slightly parted in a startled, quick breath.

He slid one of his hands between her thighs, searching for her womanhood with his fingers and exhaled softly in delight, feeling how warm her fleshy structure was, her opening still wet with their shared moisture.

He shivered with pleasure and lust at the thought of her, falling asleep filled with his spend, his lips involuntarily curved into a grin of satisfaction. He heard her sob softly as he began to brush her bud with the tips of his fingers in circular, slow strokes.

"Shhh." He whispered, continuing his movements, feeling her entire thighs tremble before him, his free hand stroked her buttock, staring in awe at the perverted sight before him.

He was in no hurry.

He didn't want her to cry when he fucked her.

He thought that it would be a very distracting sound, and after this she would run away from him and his touch for sure.

Of course, it would be her duty to father an heir with him anyway.

He thought that as long as she didn't give him reasons to be brutal and gave him what he wanted, he'd show her his softer, more understanding side.

It was a mutual exchange that suited him.

He didn't mind that she was inexperienced. On the contrary, her behavior and sudden, lively reactions made him desire her even more.

He knew that she was dismayed, that she didn't know what was happening to her, what he was going to do to her in this strange, unusual position, kneeling behind her. He involuntarily licked his lips at the thought.

He felt his slow, repetitive, gentle movements calm her down a bit, her breathing slowing, her chest rising steadily beneath him. He saw her fingers tighten on the pillow as the teasing of her sweet spot seemed to bear fruit slowly, his hand starting to get sticky with her juices.

"That's it. Good girl.” He purred in delight at what he could do to her, how wonderfully her body responded to his caresses.

He wanted her to want it.

To come to him, asking for more.

And he, if she behaved in the right way, might give it to her.

His cock throbbed painfully hard at the thought in his breeches, all swollen and he decided that he couldn't wait any longer. He slid his hand from between her thighs, and a soft sigh of relief escaped her lips as if she thought that it was over. He untied the fabric of his trousers, smirking with amusement at the thought.

He gripped her hips confidently, lifting them higher so that she was forced to lean forward, her breathing again quickening and terrified.

He thought that part of her mind already knew what was about to happen.

He was impressed with how patient and trusting she endured what he was doing to her. The servants he fucked usually asked a ton of questions, horrified as he pulled up ttheir woollen skirts, before the fast pace of his hips thrusting his cock into them left them speechless.

He heard her muffle a high-pitched sound as she pressed her face against the pillow, her fingers gripping the fabric of the material tightly when he guided the fat head of his manhood to her throbbing, hot entrance.

He slid in slightly, letting out a loud sigh of pleasure; her moist, hot, fleshy walls squeezed him wonderfully from all sides, making him grit his teeth and stop himself from moving aggressively inside her.

He could feel her trying hard not to express how much discomfort she felt, he heard her sob softly, almost inaudibly, as he thrust deeper into her, spreading her wide on his cock, his fingers digging into the soft skin of her hips.

“Just a little more. I promise." He whispered and groaned loudly when he slided all the way inside her with one, more forceful thrust of his hips.

He stopped, feeling the effort her body was making, trying to keep from running away from him and his grip, stroking her hot hip with his large hand, squeezing his eye shut.

"I will take it slow." He hummed, his calming voice matching the slow, almost tender movements of his hand.

He stayed like that for a moment, not moving, breathing heavily with her, letting her get used to the fact that he was so deep inside her again.

It surprised him how much pleasure he took from the sight of her in this position.

With one hand he still stroked her hip, and with the other he brushed her hair away from her face, all red with exertion, her cheeks flushed, her lips deliciously swollen.

He thought about kissing her, but decided against it.

He slid out of her slowly, only to slide back all the way to the end, a huge thrill of pleasure ran through his body at the sight of his cock stretching to the limit glistening folds of her entrance with a quiet click of her moisture.

"− yes − just like that −" He cooed, repeating his movements with confident, gentle thrusts of his hips, holding her waist in his hands, their bodies colliding with a soft, sticky slap.

He heard her swallow deeply and let out a startled sound of pleasure as he felt her body begin to respond to his rocking, her hips coming out to meet his thrust, intensifying his sensation.

He squeezed his eye shut, panting louder and louder, his cock throbbed painfully hard inside her as he heard her moan softly beneath him, her mouth parted in indecision, her eyebrows arched in worry as if she wasn't quite sure how she felt about it.

He wanted to get more sounds out of her.

He wanted to drive her to despair with pleasure.

He wanted her to come again before his eyes.

She whined loudly, her lips parting in surprise as his pace became more brutal and intense, rooting so deep into her that he felt like he would pierce her stomach.

"− gods − taking my cock so fucking well −” He gasped, delighted, immersed in his own sensations, making him feel that his fulfillment was getting closer.

She didn't have to answer him, her cries, her expression, her insides squeezing his cock were enough for him.

He heard her sob at his words, his thighs hitting her hips in a lewd, wet slaps with each of his quick, brutal thrusts, her moans getting louder and more helpless.

He deliberately slammed into her at an angle to rub the soft spot she hid it deep inside her, to increase her sensation, to give her what she needed, his hand slid down to her clit, teasing her further with his fingertips.

"− see how wonderful it can be when you obey me? − ah − I said that I'd take care of you, didn't I? − that you'll enjoy what I'm doing to you −" He gasped and felt his voice get stuck in his throat as her whole body tensed, a loud, sweet moan escaped her mouth, her walls clenched greedily on his cock in fulfillment that apparently just shook her body.

He couldn't help the low groan of surprise that escaped his throat as he felt it, he involuntarily tightened his fingers on her hips, fucking her through her orgasm, ignoring her sobs as he stretched her oversensitive, sore core.

"− did you fucking came already? − ah − such a greedy little thing − came before her prince commanded her to − fuck! −" He gasped in delight, panting loudly with her, a few more of his thrust were enough for him to come with a sound of wonderful relief, his hot seed spilled into her interior.

He felt an immense relief, his whole body trembling with delight and arousal at the sensation that he had just experienced with her. He stared at her with hazy eye, at her parted lips, trying to catch her breath, her gaze full of heat, her face, neck and hips dripping with sweat.

"You did so well." He whispered involuntarily, neither letting go nor sliding out of her, wanting to stay with her in this position for a while longer to enjoy the view.

He heard her squeal of horror as his servant suddenly stepped into his chamber, apparently wanting to inform them that their morning meal was ready to be served.

The girl was confused when she saw them and turned her face quickly, flooding with a blush. He slipped out of her quickly with a soft hiss, furious, pulling his breeches up, his lady-wife instantly hid her hips under her nightgown, horrified and humiliated.

"− f-forgive me, Your Grace − your meal −" The girl stammered, apparently realizing that she had made a big mistake.

"Get out." He hissed as he climbed out of bed, fury in his gaze that made the girl shiver, she quickly bowed before them and left.

He picked up his boot from the stone floor and put it on his leg, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, he saw that she was shaking, covering her moutt with her hand, tears in her big, red eyes.

He swallowed softly, lowering his gaze, reaching for his other boot, guessing that she was terrified that this servant would convey to his mother what she saw.

That he fucked her like a common whore.

According to him, there was nothing insulting or embarrassing about the fact that she could enjoy this kind of brutal intimacy, although he understood that as a woman and a lady she had certainly imagined it very differently and felt humiliated despite the fact that he was her husband.

"You can go now." He said calmly and saw her flinch at his words, she gave him a look of regret and pain that he didn't like.

After a while the expression on her face changed; she lowered her gaze and stood up slowly, holding back the tears that welled up in the corners of her eyes. She took one step to the floor and inhaled sharply, her hand gripping the wooden pillar of his bed, looking down at her legs in horror.

He shivered at the thought that she had just felt his seed run down her thighs.

She swallowed hard, lifting her head with dignity, not giving him a single look and moved barefoot forward, with her trembling hand opening the door of his chamber.

She left without a word.

In a loud, commanding voice he summoned his servant, the same one who had dared to enter his chamber without warning.

The girl went inside, terrified, knowing what awaited her, he stared at her with his lips pressed into a thin line, trying to contain his anger and not slap her.

He considered it unworthy.

A sign of weakness.

"If you ever enter my chamber again in the morning while my wife is with me, I will have you handed over to my brother's service." He hissed, his gaze as cold and empty as his voice. The girl fell to his feet, sobbing loudly, her whole body trembling.

He felt the power of watching her grovel before him.

She had only served him for a month, because his mother had dismissed all the women that he had intimate relationships with before the wedding and he did not object.

He wasn't like Aegon.

He didn't leave things unfinished.

He made sure that they will not bear his bastards.

"I beg of you, Your Grace, have mercy, it will never happen again!" She mumbled with difficulty, and he pursed his lips at her words.

"You will not tell anyone about what you saw today. If I hear that my mother found out about it, I will cut your tongue out with my own hands."

[our-aroace-experience]

I'm aroace but that doesn't mean I don't need people. It doesn't mean than I'm cold and heartless. It doesn't mean I don't want someone there. I want a partner but I don't want to have sex, I don't want to make out with them. I don't want to do all the romance and sexual stuff. When I say I want a partner all I want is someone there at the end of the day. My best friend in the world well sit together on the couch and talk about the shitty people at our jobs. Maybe get married but just for tax purposes. We wouldn't have a ceremony but we'd have a party at our shorty apartment with our friends and at the end of the day we'd fall asleep knowing we have each other. And what acephobes and the like don't understand is its not creepy, I'm not taking advantage of them, it's not that I haven't found the right person, and it's hard explaining that I am full of love just not the kind that's expected in a heteronormative society.

wonderfully written and i couldn’t agree more. aspecs who feel love in non traditional ways are so valid!

[andauril]

I've been thinking a lot about the whole drow twin foursome thing.

I don't really see it as morally bad/problematic if you take the drow twins up on the offer and have Astarion join you when he voices interest in trying it out while you're romancing him. Some people seem to be of the opinion that Tav/Durge/insert-whatever-random-character-you-ship-Astarion-with is a bad partner if they go through with the foursome bc Astarion ends up dissocciating during it.

And that honestly is ... a little bit of a weird conclusion, to me? Bc it didn't look to me like you were talking Astarion into it, you asked, he seemed receptive even somewhat excited to try it out, and unfortunately it didn't end up being an enjoyable experience for Astarion but that's just ... sometimes the way things are and healing isn't a straight path. It has ups and downs. Sometimes you make decisions and find out only after that you weren't ready for it yet. Sometimes it ends up working out wonderfully. The only way you can find out what will be the case is by trying. Healing isn't always a nice and gentle process. Sometimes it's painful and it sucks. But if you avoid the pain that sometimes comes with healing, it will never get better.

And Astarion is a grown ass man, not a baby whose hands you need to keep away from a hot stove. Also, I hope I don't need to say that this entire thing I just talked about is only valid in the scenario where he actually DOES express interest in the proposition (if you go to the drow twins before having killed Cazador and are romancing Astarion, he will refuse and tell you he's not ready for it, and if you could force him into the foursome here, you'd absolutely be a horrible partner and hopefully a soon-to-be-ex-partner too).

[queerdiazs]

i am just a fool, but i have loved you all along | 5.1k, teen

for @spagheddiediaz. love u loser.

“I made a list,” he says, digging in the pocket of his jacket and producing a wrinkled piece of paper. “I figured if you could see all the reasons why we shouldn’t date, it’d be easier for you to understand.”  Buck raises a brow, unimpressed, and holds out his hand. “Let me see it.”  Like a scolded child, Eddie hands over the crumpled piece of paper. Buck takes it stiffly, primly, and does his best to unfold it without ripping the corners more than they already are. He reads over the list; Eddie watches his face the entire time, unsure if Buck’s impassive expression is good or bad.  “‘His big tits stretch my shirts out every time he wears them,’” Buck reads aloud, sounding terribly bored and wonderfully amused all at once. “‘He won’t be able to kiss me properly the first time because he’ll be smiling too much. He keeps the AC at seventy-four.’” “That’s hot,” Eddie interjects pointedly. “That’s hot, Buck.”  Buck rolls his eyes. “It’s not that hot.”  “It’s seventy-four. It’s hot.”  Snorting, Buck moves on. “‘Aggressive use of cumin.’” He crinkles his nose and shrugs. “I do love my cumin.”  Eddie nods, swallowing around a lump in his throat the size of Buck’s tits. “As—as you can see, these are all valid reasons why we shouldn’t be together.”  “Oh, definitely. It’s a solid list.” He looks up at Eddie and grins, backlit by the yellow-orange-red of the setting sun. He looks like he’s on fire, but not like he’s going to burn Eddie up. He looks like he’s going to keep Eddie warm instead. “But you do realize it’s nowhere near complete, right?”  Eddie blinks. “It isn’t?”  Buck chuckles. “Nope. I can think of, like, a dozen more reasons why we shown’t date off the top of my head.”

read the rest on ao3

[in-g-major]

ATLA Unpacked: Kataang is Reactive, not Constructive (Part 1)

In my last rewatch of ATLA, I came to a conclusion about something that's bothered me since I first watched the finale in 2008. After *the kiss* which closes out the entire show, I've been of the opinion that Kataang was an absolute failure, on multiple levels. Over the years I've held that position through multiple rewatches and the perspectives of many other intelligent, passionate fans. However, why it fails is something I've thought more deeply about over the years. There are the implications of a romance with a very lopsided balance of emotional labor, and issues of one party's consent (Katara's) being violated without an apology. Those are serious problems and valid criticisms, but here I'm going to be examining how Kataang fails because of its position within ATLA's story. As a disclaimer, I am not invoking Zutara in this analysis. For most of my time as an ATLA fan I abstained from the shipping wars beyond an occasional comment, and I only became pro-Zutara within the last year after taking on the responsibility of writing about these characters again. Alright, here goes! Reactive vs Constructive? When I say Kataang is a reactive force, I mean that it disturbs the flow and direction of the narrative (the implicit and explicit messages a story is projecting to the audience) by contradicting and clashing with other things we're presented with. A constructive force, on the other hand, is something which shapes the narrative towards an internally sound and satisfying conclusion. To explain what I mean, I'll be going through the show in episode order. No Kataang in sight yet (B1:E1 - B1:E13) A commonly cited argument in favor of Kataang is that it was part of ATLA from the beginning and the show was building towards it all along. This argument doesn't hold up simply because of how many episodes go by before there are any implications of romantic interest between Aang and Katara. The closest thing to romantic subtext is the way Katara appears to Aang after she frees him from the iceberg. (B1:E1)

By itself this doesn't suggest anything particularly romantic, especially since Katara is the first person Aang sees after a very traumatic experience. Later on he tells Appa "I liked her too" (B1:E2), but that's pretty nonspecific. After this we get exactly zero text or subtext until we're over two-thirds of the way into Book 1. Now a romance between two characters doesn't have to be developed from the very beginning of the story to make sense. However, things get messier for Kataang from here, so hold on tight. The Dashing, Dark-Haired Boys in Katara's life (B1:E6 - B1:E10) In my last rewatch I really took notice of how we see Katara's dynamics with no less than THREE dark-haired boys her age or older in the span of five episodes. First, there's Haru (B1:E6), with whom she builds a very sweet friendship that has some romantic possibilities. They bond over the struggles of losing their parents to the Fire Nation, and he's the first person who empathizes with her feelings about the death of her mother.

Katara: I lost my mother in a Fire Nation raid. This necklace is all I have left of her. Haru: It's not enough, is it? Katara: No. (Disclaimer: Harutara was my OG ATLA ship) Next, there's Zuko (B1:E9), at this point her enemy and the one who finds her mother's necklace after she loses it at the end of B1:E6. Their parallels so far have revolved around the longing they project onto Aang and learning to master their elements. Here, in their first one-on-one interaction, a further connection is established through Katara's mother's necklace. Exactly why this is significant for Zuko isn't clear yet, but it pays off wonderfully later on.

Zuko: Tell me where [Aang] is, and I won't hurt you or your brother. Katara: Go jump in the river! Zuko: Try to understand. I need to capture him to restore something I've lost: my honor. Perhaps in exchange, I can restore something you've lost. (That first image is the perfect snapshot of how hilariously awkward this exchange actually is. Zuko's only cool when he's not trying to be) Finally, there's Jet (B1:E10), Katara's first crush. She's wooed by his good looks and guerilla tactics against the Fire Nation, then spends most of the episode smitten with him. Jet empathizes with her mother's death when she brings it up, but he also tricks her into doing something she would never have agreed to with full knowledge of his plans. When she confronts him about it, he tries manipulating her with what she told him about her mother, and she truly turns on him when she thinks he's killed Sokka. It's the first time Katara has had her trust violated, and it's a painful experience.

Katara: Jet, why? Jet: Katara, you would too if you just stopped to think. Think about what the Fire Nation did to your mother. We can't let them do that to anyone else ever again. Katara: This isn't the answer! Jet: I want you to understand me, Katara. I thought your brother would understand, but... Katara: Where's Sokka?... I can't believe I trusted you. You lied to me! You're sick, and I trusted you!

(Just putting those images together had me slightly teary. Poor Katara.) What these character dynamics have in common is that they're all constructive. They contribute to Katara's story without contradicting each other. Her feelings and agency are clearly emphasized, and all three boys exist as their own independent characters while simultaneously being part of her journey. Keep that in mind as we venture into our first real Kataang episode. Related Meta & Additional Reading - Katara's Romantic Agency by starlight-bread-blog

[bitchesgate3]

What has really helped me in being less mad about fandom takes is literally "touching grass".

In the sense of realizing that the world is not tumblr.

Talk to people irl, on steam, on reddit, on the larian forums, even discord and you'll realize not everyone agrees or is even aware of the most popular takes here. They may have worse takes but different takes at least.

What emboldened me the most was reading the IGN article and seeing what the spokesmen thought of their own game. How casually they talked about things and had fun with it, even if it didn't represent 100% what they actually thought. New perspectives without quaking in their boots how tumblr fans might react. I don't even think they are even aware of the takes on this site.

Watching wonderfully done youtube tributes to Ketheric emboldened me into believing that outside of tumblr, people also agree that his story is compelling. Whether it's just the famous voice actor or not, it was fun to see how their enjoyment encouraged them to make something I also enjoyed.

This is a post to encourage anyone who doesn't vibe with the most vocal headcanons on tumblr to realize that tumblr is only a small portion of the fanbase in reality. Try to talk about some of the takes here offsite, and people will look at you funny.

Put your thoughts out there if you are going to be on tumblr, and try not to get too caught up looking for this site to validate your perspective. Be bold and dilute what's popular.

[achaotichuman]

Booktok/Fandom Rant

Alrighty, this one has been sitting in my drafts for a while now. I debated not posting it, but after some careful thought, I think I can't just let this rot in my brain any longer.

Before I start rambling, I want to say I am not attempting to attack anyone. This is just a few examples of a wider issue I see popping up, where people (often cis men) are taking the valid issues that people are having with booktok and using it as an excuse to be sexist.

And just a disclaimer, if you happen upon any of the posts that I briefly reference in this rant, get off your high horse, and don't point them out. You aren't a hero for intentionally trying to cause unnecessary drama with people who you don't know.

I saw a post where someone was pointing out the number of excuses people pull out to justify objectively abusive relationships, just because the MMC was conventionally attractive. And whilst that is a fair critique, what is not even slightly fair is to go and lump all female readers into this pile of people who act that way.

"Female readers are crazy. Female readers are saying this. Female readers are saying that" is a... wild thing to say.

The reason these issues exist within certain genres is rooted in sexism, lets not start piling on top of that.

(Before anyone starts saying, "You're overthinking this", that post is just one example of many more I've seen that use similar language. Along with the people on booktok that outright accuse women who enjoy erotica as "porn addicted")

I hate booktok, there are so many reasons to critique it. It revolves around an algorithm that only pushes forward very specific books and authors that meet a set of criteria, most notably, the MMCs tend to be abusive assholes, the books often have to have (or at least are marketed as having) a high volume of sex scenes, and often include very performative feminism. Leading to books that don't revolve around romance, are less graphic or showcase issues in a way that doesn't appeal to an aesthetic, not being pushed to a wider audience and then being buried. Thus, a wonderfully horrible cycle is born.

However, whether it is well-written or not a lot of these books touch on or directly revolve around feminism and the societal oppression women face. So, it is a very bad idea to turn around and use misogynistic language to describe the people who do enjoy these books.

It is possible to make a point and criticize the way these books and the (more often than not) misogynistic way they handle relationships and FMCs, *without* being misogynistic yourself. The constant droning of people hoping on Booktok discourse and accusing women who read these books are being "addicted to porn", is not a valid criticism, it is an excuse to be sexist.

Another issue I have come across with the last few weeks is, I have noticed there being a staggering amount of obviously throwaway accounts flooding the ACOTAR fandom. I've seen them in both the "pro and anti" side, so it's a fandom wide phenomenon. And the thing most of them have in common is that their posts are weirdly worded. Often they are extremely aggressive, openly shame or name call people for no real reason and seem to just exist to cause arguments.

Now, don't twist my words, I am not trying to make a point of "People are making accounts just to hate on characters" you can do with your blog what you please. What I'm noticing is that these blogs are using or promoting sexist views or, like in the case below, making homophobic or transphobic insinuations.

This issue of fighting fire with fire, it not limited to the issue of sexism. It absolutely goes across the board. I saw a post where someone had an (AI) photo of Tamlin and underneath said something like "How could you possibly think this man is a LOSER? WEAK? A TWINK?"

First of all, how dare you insinuate Tamlin was not a twink loser boy in his Rhysand era, and second of all, all you are doing is saying that referring to a fictional man as a twink holds weight as an insult. Which is super icky.

In conclusion, think before you post, and if you do think to allow your words to marinate in the ol cranium for a while, and you're *still* using language that feeds into sexism, homophobia, transphobia etc then you need to think about *why* you think its okay to say this.

Anyway, y'all give me your honest thoughts. I am likely to have some serious blind spots here, so I'd be happy to discuss your guy's views. I just really wanted to make this point because I feel like this issue is getting worse and worse.

[lxvenderfog]

Sending Love To . . .

People who use mirror pronouns! You are absolutely amazing and perfectly valid.

You look amazing and pass wonderfully! you are an amazing person and I hope you know that.

Remember to take care of yourself! Go drink a glass of water or have a snack - Happy Pride!