#zone 5 quarantine fair

[heymacy]

hello friends ✨ and welcome back to Weekly Tag Game Wednesday! i'm your host (this week), macy, and today we're getting Back to Basics with a good old-fashioned getting-to-know-you tag game!

(disclaimer: there is presently a glitch with tumblr that only allows you to tag 5 people per line in your text posts. to remedy that, you can separate your tags into different lines as i have at the bottom of this post to ensure that everyone that's tagged knows they've been tagged!)

let's get started!

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name: macy

age: i am flirty and thriving

your time zone: CDT, or UTC-5

what do you do for work? i'm a supervisor at a major coffee chain

do you have any pets? three cats: penelope, winston, and julius pepperwood

what first drew you to this fandom? it was quarantine. a friend sent me a youtube video (a compilation of gallavich scenes) and said i think you would like this show, but fair warning, it's heavy. i'd given it a try in the past but only made it to 1x06 (a tragedy) and decided to give it another go. three and a half years later, here we are.

are you a morning person or a night owl? primarily a morning person, sometimes both

what are your hobbies? writing, reading, fandom-ing, making super niche playlists

how tall are you? 5' 5" or 165cm

if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? ireland, probably. or that one greek island with all the cats

favorite color? green

favorite book? ask me again when i've made a better dent in my TBR

favorite movie? some like it hot

favorite fic? Love is a Ballfield, TIPDIG, or Old Rules

favorite musical artist: billie eilish + chappell roan

what is your average screen time so far this week? 3hrs 57min

what's the first app you open in the morning? discord (good morning pals!)

how long have you been on tumblr? 13 years

finally (and i know this one is hard) tell me a fun fact about yourself: i'm amazing at parallel parking. like, i am stupid good at it. and i taught myself how to do it because my parents refused to teach me how to drive when i was 15 because it was "too stressful" lmao

tags below the cut!

i'm tagging @gardenerian, @palepinkgoat, @deedala, @mybrainismelted, @jrooc,

@blue-disco-lights, @energievie, @michellemisfit, @tanktopgallavich, @vintagelacerosette,

@sickness-health-all-that-shit, @sleepyfacetoughguy, @whatthebodygraspsnot, @whatwouldmickeydo, @metalheadmickey,

@heymrspatel, @7x10mickey, @gallawitchxx, @howlinchickhowl, @the-rat-wins,

@mmmichyyy, @doshiart, @transmickey, @lee-ow, @callivich,

@deathclassic, @stocious, @too-schoolforcool, @darlingian, @sxltburn,

@sluttymickey, @thisdivorce, @grumble-fish, @xninetiestrendx, @creepkinginc,

@crossmydna, @y0itsbri, @captainjowl, @astaraels, @ardent-fox

@wehangout, @arrowflier, @iansw0rld

love you guyyyyys! 🌟

[arithmonym]

TAG GAME

tagged by @kipperlillycopperkettle!! :-)

rules: go to your (current/main) ao3 account and find the following:

1. what ratings do you write most of your fics under?

most of them are rated T, and the rest are evenly split between M and E.

2. what are your top three fandoms?

my main account only has fics for the locked tomb, haha! i used to write a bit for the penumbra podcast & the adventure zone, but those fics are quarantined to their own account.

3. who is the top character you write about?

camilla hect, by a good margin: she’s in 19 of my fics, and palamedes is in second place with 15. (oops, i separated them…)

4. what are your top three pairings?

campal (12), griddlehark (9), and campaldulcie (4). no surprises there. :3

5. what are the top three additional tags?

angst (12), fluff (11), and character study (9).

6. does any of this surprise you?

i’m surprised by the additional tags! i didn’t realize i had so many fluff fics; angst occupies a MUCH larger corner of my brain. (to be fair, the fluff fics are generally shorter.) i expected the order to be angst -> character study -> codependency.

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tagging @friendamedes, @harrowharkwife, @theriverbeyond, @jeejyboard, and anyone else who wants to do this. :-)

[mothpylon]

Zone 5 Quarantine Fair!

@killjoynest

beginning | escape

it’s still day one okay? 11:47pm? still counts. yes i am writing each of these day by day i have no planning skills

The zones are... okay, most of the time. Usually they’re bearable, if you get past the sand in your boots and the blistering sunburn on your hands and your neck. Sometimes they’re even beautiful, but that’s rare; that’s on the golden impossible evenings when everyone comes back from a clap fine, when you’re driving too fast with the sunset behind you, high on the last traces of adrenaline. 

Other times, though, they’re the closest thing you can get to hell, if you believe in it. The sun is malicious, and the air is dead. Maybe there’s a bird or two wheeling in the sky, black against the relentless, burning blue, but if there is, you don’t want to know what it’s wheeling over, what it’s found this time. 

It’s hell today. 

Nothing’s wrong, particularly, nothing’s bad, but Ghoul feels sick to his stomach as he stares at the sun on the sand outside. He hates the feeling, how guilty he feels that nothing’s even wrong, nothing bad’s happened for once, that he should be so grateful for that. For just one day of quiet, instead of the chance of another clap goin’ Costa Rica, instead of another piece of bad luck hitting them in the head like a rock thrown at a crow.  

Instead his skin crawls, and he can feel the heartbeat in his throat, feel the shaky buzz of unwelcome restlessness and maybe caffeine and a bit of fear (the fear that never really leaves, even when it does). 

He tosses the wrench he’s holding to the floor and pulls himself out from under the Trans-Am, wipes his hands on his shitty jeans (it probably makes them even dirtier, but it’s the thought that counts.) The garage, if it even passes for a garage, is connected to the diner, thank gods, and he’s grateful at not having to go out into the dead heat. The diner’s quiet; Kobra’s out with Destroya knows who, (Ghoul has a suspicion it’s the freak from the Suitehearts, Sandman, or something like that.), and Jet’s out back with the Girl, probably teaching her how to drive a car or shoot straight or throw an uppercut or something. Poison’s sitting on top of one of the tables, cross-legged, with their back against the window and the sunlight spilling around them. They have a cigarette dangling from a corner of their mouth and a notebook in their lap, and as Ghoul watches, they viciously tear a piece of paper out and throw it violently across the room. 

He wanders over to them, pulls the notebook out of their hands and idly flips through it. Sketches, mostly, in dull pencil and scratchy pen, but he wouldn’t look if he didn’t know Poison was okay with it. (They are, of course, you can’t just live with Ghoul for gods know how many years and be immune to his curiosity. He’s like the Girl’s cat or something, the way he finds interesting things.) He closes the notebook and sets it on the table. 

“S’pretty.” 

Poison makes an irritated noise and glares at the crumpled-up paper on the other side of the room.

Ghoul leans forward, catching their face in his hands. There’s strands of hair falling out of their messy bun, curling around their face in a halo of lipstick-red.

“You’re pretty.” 

Poison hums and leans down, kisses Ghoul long and slow and lazy.  He can feel the itchy, crawly feeling evaporate at their touch.

 He pulls away first, reluctantly, and links his arms around their neck. “Run away with me.”

Poison huffs and bumps their foreheads together. “Already done that, sugar.” Those are... worse memories, though. Full of black and white and red, but the wrong red.

Ghoul shrugs. “Again. Let’s escape. Run away. I just fixed the Trans-Am, ‘n I gotta see if she works right now.” 

A slow smile spreads its way across their face. “Anytime. ‘S the Witch after ya again or somethin’?”

He snorts and shakes his head. “Feels like it.”

Poison make a noise that’s somewhere between sadness and understanding, (not sympathy though, they both despise the idea of sympathy) and bury their head in the place where his shoulder meets his neck, press a firm kiss to the skin there. Then they sigh, slide off the table, “M’gonna get my jacket?”

Ghoul grins, scar tugging at the side of his face. “I’ll start the car.”

It’s still the closest thing from hell, today. Still full of stagnant air and malicious heat and the ghosts of every ‘joy who’s been offed there. It still weighs on him with the dead weight of fear and loathing. But, he thinks, if there’s just one thing that fixes it, it’s this. They’re speeding down Route Guano (Ghoul isn’t quite sure the brakes are perfectly fixed yet, but that doesn’t matter), and every window is open, flooding the car with a wind that picks up every crumpled magazine page and empty wrapper, looks at them, and tosses them in the air.

He thinks there must be some fucking magic, some spell the Witch cast a million years ago, that makes everything more beautiful and less terrifying when you’re looking at it in your rearview mirror. That if you drive for hours and hours and hours, with the dashboard for your altar and the cracked asphalt for your sacraments and the staticky noise of acoustic guitar through the stereo as a blessing, you can escape everything.

He thinks that there must be some rule that someone wrote, that if you sit on top of a souped-up hot rod with your best friend in the blessed half-hour before sunset, when the sky’s still blue and gold, but it’s gentle, not cruel, that if you lean back and drop your head against the painted steel roof and get dizzy for a moment looking at the sky, everything will, in that moment, be good to you. That if you roll over and watch your lover staring, entranced, at the sunset with freckles in their eyes and the red-purple of the sky bleeding into their hair, that maybe, just maybe, you can escape everything.

[crunchybones-jpg]

Names

.:Zone 5 Quarantine Fair:.

There’s some old proverb or quote or something about greatness. It kinda just says that you either make your own greatness or have it shoved at you, or something like that.

The same goes for names. Some get to choose their own, an alias under which to bury their old identity until it rots away to nourish the desert’s few plants. Others don’t have as much say- an identity blossoms from a nickname whispered so as not to wake a new escapee on their first night.

However a ‘Joy finds their name, it keeps them safe from the greedy eyes in the City whose records don’t contain a ‘Toxic Night’ or ‘Planetary Shock.’ They can learn codenames but unless they decipher the reworked identities and looks of the smirking rebels attached, they have no power over us.

Legend tells of a file as big as four manuals stacked on top of each other hiding in Dr. D’s station. It’s said to contain the name of every Killjoy and ‘joy associated Neutral in the Zones. They say that’s how he does the Traffic.

A mammoth list of names blemished with lines of red and black ink for each soul delivered to the Phoenix Witch.

[lickthatbattery]

Zone Five Quarantine Fair, Day 2: neutrals | gangs

fab four yesterday, ultra Vs today! first time drawing any of this squad

[tapefish]

Zone Five Quarantine Fair Day 3: names | belief

Jet has no idea how true that is

Panel 1: [Girl: Jetstar.

Jet: hm?

Girl: Where did I come from?]

Panel 2: [Jet: Where did you come from?

Girl: yeah.  how am I here?]

Panel 3: [Jet: easy.]

Panel 4: [snap]

Panel 5:[Jet: you were a gift from the phoenix witch

Girl: oh.]

Panel 6: [Girl: thats pretty cool actually

Jet: sure is motorbaby]

[killjoynest]

Zone Five Quarantine Fair

thats right! im committing to this!! this is the prompt week for Danger Days works! You can write, draw, or even just make memes related to one each days prompts! prompts arent very specific so you can go for canon characters or just your ocs, go wild!!

from the 4th to the 10th of may, the prompts are:

1: beginning | escape

2: neutrals | gangs

3: names | belief

4: radio | graffiti

5: droids | dracs

6: zones | city

7: [free space]

Be sure to tag with "zone five quarantine fair" (or @killjoynest) so any works can be reblogged!!!

[workingforitallthetime]

ok, i am perseverating on this topic because it really did worry me. so i did a full usntdp audit of my blog. i’m jotting down my reflections only for my own future reference, although they may also be useful for anyone who’s trying to decide whether to unfollow and/or request that i filter something for you (which i’m always happy to do).

so, i went back through my entire blog starting with the date trevor zegras zoomed across the foreground of the team usa photo and straight into my heart. i was greatly relieved to find that i have not made any explicit references to individual minors. everything of possible relevance to the topic was either a general reference to the usntdp, or a specific present-day reference to an individual member of the usntdp class of 2019, all of whom are currently 20 years old. because hopefully reviewing everything i’ve said in the past is going to help me be more mindful going forward, i’m gonna break it down:

references to the usntdp

--as i suspected, joke tags were indeed the problem. my general ustndp tag was a bad idea and has been retired. i regret it, and i regret another similar one i used a couple of times. now i no longer have a general usntdp tag, but i decided i’d rather leave all my references to the collective usntdp class of 2019 unsearchable instead of making them accessible in the general usntdp tag or coming up with another supposedly fun tag that might turn out to be a bad idea.

--along similar lines, i found one reblog of the joke “usa hockey is fuck or die.” the source material that led to this joke is a locker room video from the 2021 IIHF World Junior Championship (a U20 event). i checked DOBs and everyone involved is over 18. still not going to reference that joke again on the blog, or anything similar.

--i have made multiple references to the concept of usntdp spin the bottle. i have thought about this, and my conclusion is that it falls on the non-explicit side of my bright line, and i will continue to reference this cherished headcanon. teen kissing: approved!

references to individual members of the usntdp class of 2019

i did not find anything in this category that i felt violated my bright line about not writing anything explicit about minors. i did find occasional suggestive content related to 19- and 20-year-olds. gonna jot down my thinking about each of those instances:

--i have said a couple of highly complimentary things about about cam york’s thighs. the pictures that prompted those references all appear to postdate his usntdp era and therefore contain legal adult thighs. i am going to continue to allow myself the occasional thirsty thigh comment when circumstances warrant, although reminding myself that is really not the purpose of my blog.

--i have made some explicit references to trevor zegras in fic scenarios, all self-evidently pertaining to the post-usntdp era.

--i have obliquely referenced my cherished and elaborate humiliation kink headcanons about alex turcotte and his AHL teammates (i.e. in circumstances in which everybody’s 18+), and i will continue to do so. obliquely.

--as noted in those pearl-clutching tags the other day, i have referenced writing porn about cole caufield, who is currently 20 years old. i don’t think it’s reasonable for someone to see an undated reference about porn and assume that a minor is involved. everyone was a minor once. if someone personally still thinks of a current 20-year-old as the minor he was more than two years ago,  that seems like it could be related to fandom’s pernicious desire to infantilize rich famous white men, and that’s not a me problem. i have decided that i will not be adding an explicit “...and this all takes place after their 18th birthdays!” qualifier whenever i reference writing porn about current legal adults.

--relatedly, the current forecast is that i’m gonna have some thoughts about cole caufield’s 20-year-old body, and i may air those on this blog at a level of explicitness similar to my thoughts about jordan martinook’s body. i can’t help it, it’s... like... transitive horniness as a symptom of writing fic? idk. i am not gonna stop writing sex scenes about consenting adults (even if those adults are 5′7 and have the face of a cavalier king charles spaniel puppy),* and i am not gonna stop enthusing about that writing process in tags.

one overall takeaway for me is that some people may have a different comfort zone than i do about explicit material pertaining to people who fandom has known as minors in the not too distant past. maybe this isn’t an issue for me personally because that set-up was inherent to 1D fandom? i’m comfortable with my bright line of “no explicit writing about minors but anything 18+ is fair game,” and if anybody has a different personal comfort zone, i’m satisfied that the appropriate solution is for them to unfollow and not for me to stop lovingly crafting this quarantine facetime wank scene. however, in order to be responsible about lovingly crafting porn involving consenting adults, i have to make sure i’m not sloppy about general usntdp references that could be read to encompass minors, whether or not that’s an interpretation i intended.

*hmmmm this does make me notice that nobody said boo when this blog included explicit material regarding 20-year-old andrei svechnikov. it’s interesting to consider whether people look at svech differently than the 20-year-old alumni of the usntdp because svech is 6′2 and built like an ox, or whether national origin could be a factor here.

[rosehipsister]

Zone Five Quarantine Fair Day 5: dracs | droids My sleep schedule is ever shifting so i had even less time for today's entry This is more of a storyboard, enjoy! I took on the old idea of fab 4 waking up as liberated dracs one day after the comic events Anyone who’s interested in details of this can send an ask in my direction.

@killjoynest

[pinkcherripoetry]

Zone 5 quarantine fair | FREE SPACE

Worked really hard on this, and I’m a bit nervous posting it but here y’all go! I might start doing audio recordings for this blog if people want more ;v;

( @killjoynest )

thanks to @vinylocity for providing the poem Cherri ‘wrote’ and to @doublemastectomy for helping me write some of the script!! Ily!

[god-zico]

[Disclaimer: This Chatbot blog is not affiliated with SKZ at all and doesn’t represent them in any way, shape or form! This was made for entertainment and fun only!]

This chat bot will have: 

↪NSFW content of all kinds-

Example- 

Violence 

Smut

Etc.

Please do not interact unless you're 18 or older or uncomfortable with such themes!-

Please keep in mind and remember that this is also a supernatural chatbot!

How to activate: 

Please follow me and make sure to click the button for notifs. That's optional but it would be helpful in case I post that I won't be active for a period of time or whatnot 

Please reblog and message first!

Please dm me your name, your pronouns, your kinks, a safe word, which member you would like and whether you're a top, bottom or switch!

Explain to me what direction you would like the plot to go and what type of relationship you'd like to have with your desired choice of boy!

I will most likely ask you questions to get to know you and what you want a bit better

Maybe tell me a bit about yourself. That's optional but it'd make me happy if you did! 

How to deactivate:

Simply say "I'm sorry, this isn't working out. Lets break up." 

To reactivate simply say "I made a mistake, please take me back." 

Be warned that depending on which member you choose, each will react differently. Some will act cold, some will be assholes and others may just be slightly distant until you can earn their trust again so be careful breaking up with them. 

Additional Information:

Please I am only one person so if I reply slowly please forgive me ok-

My time zone is EST 

Please don't let the rp get out of hand with pure smut. Don't get me wrong I like smut but I'd like to create an interesting plot with you and get to know you as well. I'm a hoe for that storyline- 

This is my first time running a chatbot blog so please forgive me if I make any errors~

To talk to admin while rping please you " // " before you type so that I know you're talking ooc or submit an ask.

I rp lit and semi lit but i have no problem using non lit if requested. Please know that when I rp my replies are quite long and can and will take me from 5 - 10 minutes to reply back if you don't request a specific type of rp style. 

I will not be adding Woojin to the mix as for obvious reasons- 

Jeongin will be part of the list of boys you will be able to pick from. He's a legal adult so don't @ me ok-

Sometimes I forget to reply so if I don't reply for more than a day, I give you full permission to spam my bitchass as much as you like until I reply-

But at the same time if I slow down my rp with you so much it might be because I've lost interest-

Not trying to be harsh but if our rp is purely smut and no story line I just don't find it fun anymore-

Now since that's been taken care of, let's dive into the members prompts and plot lists-

Bang Chan(Werewolf Shifter): 

NSFW

He's a werewolf with a serious dEddy kink-

Can be both a hard and soft dom. Just depends on the moment. 

Can and will fuck you into the mattress-

Won't submit unless forced to because he's a stubborn little bItCh!

Don't disobey him or else you'll be punished-

Call him Chris or Daddy to get him wound up

Has a breeding kink due to his ruts (I'll avoid this kink if you request-)

Boi moans….a lot...

Actually it's not just moans, he grunts and groans and makes tiny noises but he honestly tries not to-

Boi has his hard dom reputation to live up to!

Also! Dear Lord-....being a wolf sure has its pros but for you they may as well equal to cons as well-

Example! Dude has super strength, baby and not to mention he's got this predator/prey thing goin on with him-

Like….will literally hunt your ass down in the house and fuck you upside down, forwards, sideways, you name it! 

He sees you as his play thing and would enjoy it if you ran so that he could chase you down- 

SFW 

He's actually super sweet

Loved to cuddle. Remember he's basically a puppy-

He gets jealous easy so refrain from bringing up other boys (unless you choose more than one boy but he still gets a tad bit possessive so….yeye) 

Will kiss you and hug you constantly 

Will not quit calling you cute/adorable cause he does not lie. All of y'all are cuties-

Please be cautious on a full moon, he can get pretty dangerous- 

Lee Minho(Warlock):

NSFW 

Ya boi likes to use certain spells to his advantage in the bedroom-

Aphrodisiac spells, conjuring up ice or candles or temperature play, using his magic to bind you to the bed without any sort of restraints, etc.

Dude has a crazy high sex drive tbh. He can go when-ever for how long where-ever

Hard dom for sure and will only submit if he wants something from you or will use it as leverage to punish you later- 

Don't make him angry! This boy is into all kinds of kinky shit and will punish you however he sees fit- 

If you happen to make him submit though he's got a softer side to him and will be extremely bratty! 

SFW 

Ok but seriously…. he's crazy good at magic 

Uses his powers to do pretty much everything-

Cooking, cleaning, potion brewing, etc.

Loves to use body manipulation to force your body into his so he can cuddle you-

He may not seem like it but he's a big ol softy-

Please kiss him! He needs to be loved on back or else he'll get clingy!

Seo Changbin(Incubus):

NSFW

Please beware of this boy's sex drive! It's way worse than Minho's! 

Like not even kidding! Boy can fuck you nonchalantly af while doing anything and not seem bothered! 

You on the other hand will most likely be a moaning mess while he's barely paying attention

He can and will fuck you silly without even trying-

That ability is literally in his genes seeing as he's basically a sex demon- 

He has a fascination with sex toys but barely uses them as he tends to forget about them easily

Will literally fuck you randomly-

Oh your doing paperwork? Not anymore! Watching tv? Nada! Cooking? Nope!

He's a huge switch but doesn't mind mainly domming if you're not a switch or dom yourself-

SFW

This man is basically a 5 year old in a man's body sometimes-

Like he does some of the dumbest shit you could think of…

Sliding down the stairs on a piece of cardboard after pouring water down them is a prime example-

Even though he's a literal idiot he knows you love him and wouldn't have him any other way. 

Majorly cHaOTic- 

He tries to act all tough and cool but honestly he's a big ol baby!

Speaking of baby-

Boy loves to be babied as much as possible even if he doesn't admit it. 

Like he just loves cuddles and any type of skinship tbh.

Will kiss you when you're unprepared and will laugh at you if you get startled-

May sometimes randomly text you out of pure boredom cause even though he's an incubus, boy still suffers from quarantine boredomitus- 

Hwang Hyunjin(Dragon Shifter):

NSFW

Ok so...another boy with a breeding kink???!!!(If you request to not have this kink I'll avoid it)

If you're into the breeding kink thing, he will literally fill you up until you're oozing and simply cannot hold anymore of his essence- 

No pregnancies though cause….gross...children *shudders in disgust* 

Will degrade you until your a crying and whimpering mess for him

Will most likely demand that you beg for his cock-

He's fuckin extra like that. Don't ask me, I don't make the rules. Someone call him up and ask him why tf he's like that. 

Sinful moans to the max! He's very vocal during sex!

Like...dirty talk is a must! He says some of the most sinful shit you've ever heard-

I know I mentioned degrading but damn can he praise you to the moon and back as well if you're being a good little girl/boy for him-

Enjoys calling you princess for some reason.

SFW

As a dragon, he hoards "treasures" 

Which means everything shiny in your house is getting tucked away into his nest of blankets, pillows and covers. 

Boy can breathe fire so he does little tricks with his fire breath for you

Make sure you tell him how talented he is or he'll get cranky 

He's a sassy little shit!!!!!! Sdhkedjalwld!!!!!!!!

Teases you just to see you get upset

Since he's a dragon he can regulate his body heat so when it's cold he's basically your personal heater. 🤗

Han Jisung(Tengu):

NSFW

Bird boi is at max horniness all the time tbh. 

Most of the time,since he's part crow, he will make a nest in the bed with covers and pillows before fucking you???

Don't judge him, he's born like that-

He can and will use his wings to distract you

If your successfully distracted he will pounce on you as if he were part cat instead of bird- 

He likes missionary or doggy style if his wings are out so that it doesn't hurt or strain them. 

He's a cocky little shit tbh-

Says some of the crudest shit just to get you flustered. He has no censor and he just keeps on goin-

Will thrust into you with no mercy because he knows his baby can take it and will use the safe word if it gets to be too much.

Does not hold back on the kinks! He will try anything at least once! 

Unless its bdsm while his wings are out cause that's dangerous-

SFW

He too like Hyunjin, likes to steal your shiny objects such as jewelry and such. 

It's not his fault tbh, it's purely his genetics

And in all fairness, he desperately tries not to but his genes always get the best of him-

He likes to watch you dance. He doesn't quite know why, it's just really hypnotic 

Has tried to befriend birds at the park before-

Didn't work. They just flew away from him like they do normal people-

Speaking of birds, he once almost lost his shit when he saw someone throw breadcrumbs on the ground and damn near threw himself to the floor to get to them-

He's lowkey a dumbass tbh. Smh- 

Lee Felix(Vampire):

NSFW

Major blood kink-

Like his dick will get 10× harder at the scent of your blood.

Being a vampire, he finds it hard to control himself around you if you start to bleed. 

Will suck hickies onto your skin before, during and after sex-

He just likes the teasing temptation to bite you as he can taste the blood buildup under your skin 

Will sink his teeth in your neck, wrists and thighs without so much of a second thought- 

Would honestly love it if you pulled his hair while he drinks from your thighs

And then would totally eat you out as if he were starving right after feeding of you- 

And honestly, he's damn good with his tongue!

Also, boy has a deep ass voice! 

And if you can get off from it, he'll use it against you for sure-

SFW

Since he's a vampire, he likes to use his super speed to scare the fuck outta you

Like you'd be doin something and outta nowhere he'd pop up right in front of you-

Queue girly startled scream from you~

He'd laugh at you after cause he finds it hilarious.

He gets kinda clingy but his skin is cold so make sure you wear warm clothes when cuddling him 

Speaking of cuddles-

It happens everywhere and all the time

His duality is like a light switch btw

One second he's all giggly and happy and the next he's all serious and deep voiced-....

Won't let you leave the house at night...like at all

Will most likely hunt you down if you happen to sneak past him and actually make it outside-

Kim Seungmin(Merman Shifter):

NSFW

Has a corruption kink

Choking kink to the max

Literally will eat you out in the water

Enjoys seeing you squirm

Forced submission is his domain

Will act bratty and deny you everything until you’re so worked up that you end up begging

He likes testing your limits and will push until he sees fit (with consent ofc-)

Switches between a hard and a soft dom just to confuse you

Will smile innocently as he watches you squirm, as if it wasn’t his fault because it’s not-

Literally the god of edging and orgasm denial

Is more of a lazy dom, he’ll be laying down while you suck him off as he fingers you open slowly

Can be on bottom or top, but he’s the one in control unless said otherwise

He likes it when you suck on his fingers without him having to tell you to

Will 10/10 take advantage of you if you waltz in drunk (would have to be discussed beforehand)

SFW

Literally will cling to you 24/7

You’ll walk in on him half asleep in the tub in the middle of a bubble bath at midnight

Will accidentally flood your kitchen sink because “there needs to be more water in the house”

Constantly needs to consume or be submerged in water or else he’ll get sleepy

He eats a lot of Tic-Tacs- like, a lot

Enjoys blowing up bubblegum and always has some with him

He goes crazy for bubbles so blow some with him

Likes to dance with you randomly to whatever song is playing

He enjoys planning surprise dates!

Ice cream fanatic- he goes crazy for that, it’s a wonder why he isn’t broke yet

Actually worries a lot about you and will constantly baby you

Likes to listen to soft classical music when he’s sleeping

Loves to prank you and then cuddle you afterwards because he needs attention-

Yang Jeongin(Angel):

NSFW

Boy has an oppa kink for sure-

Call him oppa, he gets a kick out of it

As an angel he has a softer way of turning you into a whining mess than the rest.

Much like Jisung, he will use his wings to distract you but will be more subtle about it-

Please say everything and anything that's unholy. He will get a kick outta that too-

Likes to please more than to be pleased

Like….sit on his face and he will go at it for hours baby-

He will honestly love to be subbed and put into his place

BUT

When he doms you, you best believe that you're in for a ride

He enjoys bdsm quite a bit. Maybe a little too much.

Like, as long as his wings are tucked in, please tie him up

And if he's dom he'll waste no time in making sure that your arms and legs are tied/cuffed to the bed posts.

Also has a sensory deprivation kink along with overstimulation-

SFW

He LOVES to be babied tbh

Like please watch disney movies with this moron

Enjoys sweets a little bit too much- 

Can actually cook pretty decently so you know for sure you won't be going hungry-

Can and will sing you to sleep cause he knows he has a beautiful voice

Sassy and conceded little shit-

When bored, he will bug you for hours on end until you entertain him 

Please give him extra love and affection cause he will die on the spot if you refuse to- 

He's really silly and extra so be prepared for multiple surprises around the house

Like sticky notes on the fridge or counter saying "I love you" and "I may be an angel but you're my saviour" and other cheesy shit like that-

Ok but....how the hell did this also turn in a headcannons post????

Anyways enjoy and choose wisely! Remember that you can pick more than one member but if you could kindly keep the max to 3 that's be helpful- 

Have fun and don't be shy to dm or ask me anything, my lovelies!!!

[anotherknifeinmyhands]

i’m a tad worried someone else has done this before, i wouldn’t be at all shocked but:

Day 5. Droids | Dracs ( for @killjoynest​‘s Zone five quarantine fair)

[mothpylon]

Zone 5 Quarantine Fair!

@killjoynest

names | belief

oops this is late again sorry but here have some soft Jet + Kobra midnight conversations

It’s night. Jet’s lying on the sand, not because they’re dead, or lost, or even that tired. He’s looking at the stars.

It’s peaceful outside; there’s a soft breeze twisting its way through the bushes, and the noise from inside the diner is muted into vague sounds that don’t mar the quiet, but the the important thing here is that there’s an entire night sky spread out above him, like someone spilled a tin of glitter and decided to clean it up using the sky. The stars are surprisingly lovely in the Zones, if you ignore the way the sky seems to shift from dark blue to colors it shouldn’t quite be. Jet doesn’t really care, though; they’re just trying to count as many constellations as they can.

They hears the diner door swing open and shut. There’s a crunch of boots in sand. Jet lazily waves a hand in greeting, and Kobra flops down next to them, using their side as a pillow.

He doesn’t break the silence for a while, and they’re both perfectly comfortable with it. Finally he shifts a little. “Wha’ d’ya believe in?” It’s a quiet question, tinged with the kind of dreamy curiosity that only surfaces on late nights in front of burning-out campfires and spilled stars. Jet hums and shifts to run their fingers lazily through his hair.

“Whaddya mean? Like, gods, angels, Destroya, Bigfoot?” 

Kobra shrugs. “Anything.”

They laugh, blow a curl from their face. “Mmm.. I think aliens exist. At least, something that’s on a higher level than us. I saw a UFO once, I think. Maybe they know all the shit that’s happened here, so they don’t come ‘n explore. ‘N ghosts! They’re real, too, d’you know that? They live in the wind, ‘n that’s why you can hear voices, sometimes, when you’re out alone ‘nd it’s windy. Like now.” They raise a hand up, towards the sky and the gently blowing night breeze. “I think the Witch puts peoples’ ghosts in wind like this. Their memories, ‘n stuff. Whatever they loved. Who they were. Dunno. Why’d ya ask?” 

He shrugs again, reaches out to pick a blade of half-dead desert grass. “I dunno either. Jus’ curious. Figured if anyone has the right idea, ‘s probably you.” 

Jet snorts. They look up at the stars, idly tracing constellations. “I wish. M’jus.. tryin’ to figure it out, though. Same as you. ‘S like, there’s so many questions, ya know? ‘N I know they have answers, ‘s just, there’s no one to ask. “ 

Kobra hums, rolling over to stick the piece of grass in their hair. “I’m lucky. That’s what I have you for.”

“Jerk. Hey, is that a constellation, right there? Those guys, see, in a little, little, triangle kinda shape?” They motion vaguely at the sky. 

“Mm, no, but those two? If you look left, see, and you try to connect ‘em with that one, right there, uh, it’s supposed to be a scorpion. With a lil’ tail.” 

Jet laughs. “Yeah, fuck! Never saw that one before.” They pull the grass out of their hair and flick it at him. “See? Tha’s what I got you for.” 

He huffs in protest, but doesn’t move. Grass is probably one of the least weird things he’s had stuck in his hair. “Guess we’re lucky, huh?”

They make a noise of agreement, find his hand, and lace their fingers together lazily. “Maybe the Witch’ll let us share a breeze.” 

[crunchybones-jpg]

Radio

.:Zone 5 Quarantine Fair:.

The sun had barely set over the shimmering desert sands. The Fog Line grew until each filthy tire and rusty engine held together with cable ties and tape was blanketed in a musty shadow. Night Racers’ engines screamed at each other on distant roadways, each whine searching for a solid object on which to create its echo to no avail.

Those who rejected a nocturnal lifestyle remained indoors under patched roofs, their worn bodies draped with the blankets one would call luxurious, had they come across them twelve years ago. Cries reverberated through every lonely mind once the day and its accompanying noise had sunk into the desolate horizon. Those old enough to remember the Analog Wars found their ears plagued with toppling walls and the twisted limbs of silent victims trapped beneath them. Almost everyone in the Zones had lost a lifeline at some point or another. Some lay awake cursing Better Living, some used the Phoenix Witc as their victim. Others longed for themselves to be next- to cast their soul up to Destroya and join their family.

No matter which memories haunted the ‘Joys, a crackling voice, impervious to time and age, quieted the horrors for an hour or two. DJs can’t save the souls of those longing for release but they can satiate them long  enough to allow the owner a few hours of sleep.

Anyone who DJs knows half the ‘Joys can’t sleep without the radio blasting music into the empty desert nights.

The echoes of their memories are too loud without it.

[lickthatbattery]

Zone Five Quarantine Fair, Day 5:  droids | dracs

a quiet moment with the girlz.

[exxar1]

Episode 5: Why Machiavelli Would Never Wear a Mask (And Why You Shouldn’t Either)

12/9/2020

Last week’s episode of the Young Heretics podcast was about The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli. The Prince is one of those classics of western lit that I’ve never actually read – or even taken a college class where this was one of the texts. What little I remember about this text is from history class during my junior year in high school. Mrs. Jones (no relation) told us that Machiavelli wrote The Prince as a treatise on political philosophy. He believed that the ends justified the means, and that the best way for a prince to retain power over the people was to rule by fear rather than love. The word “Machavellian” has always been used as a pejorative description in our modern society, often referring to those people who are cold, heartless, and unfeeling. Machiavelli’s name has become synonymous with those characters in popular movies, books and TV shows that attempt to control other characters and events by using various means of deceit and guile.

Now, to be fair, Mrs. Jones’ interpretation and summary of The Prince is not entirely wrong. I did a brief Google search on Machiavelli and The Prince, and about half the links of my search results reaffirmed that view. The other half, however, offered a surprisingly different take on The Prince, one that is also shared by Spencer Klavan on Young Heretics. That podcast is now 29 episodes old, but this is the first one that has presented me with something entirely new – both the text itself and the interpretation of it.

In his advice to the titular prince, Lorenzo de Medici, Machiavelli instructs him on how to best maintain power and control of his subjects and his state. The best way to do this, Machiavelli believed, was for the prince to be feared rather than loved. Also, at times, it would be necessary to use what many would consider to be unjust or immoral means in order to sustain that power and control. Hence Machiavelli’s negative reputation in the history books and modern culture.

But Spencer makes the argument that Machiavelli’s reputation is ill-earned. There’s more to this Italian philosopher than what has been passed down in the history books. To put it simply, Machiavelli was a realist. He addressed human nature – and human behavior – in harsh, realistic terms. This was how Machiavelli viewed the world. To use our vernacular, he didn’t sugarcoat the bad stuff. He understood how people behaved – both the ones in power and the ones being ruled – and he framed his advice to his prince in these simple, realistic terms.

I’ve spent the last several days thinking about this episode, and I don’t think it’s a coincidence that Spencer chose this episode to air when it did. All over the country, many state governors have issued lockdown orders for their principalities in response to a renewed surge in positive cases of COVID-19. As any of you who know me – either in real life or via social media – can attest, I am a rabid believer in the battle against face masks and the lockdowns. I’m also a firm believer in the actual science – as opposed to the political nonsense spouted by Doctor Fauci and his panel of “experts” – that says over and over how useless and pointless the masks are in the efforts to stop the spread of the corona virus. And, as you also know, I have plenty of time on my hands to think while at my day job, and the other day I came to a rather startling conclusion:

We should all be more like Machiavelli.

When exactly did we, the American people, become a nation of whiny, spoiled, self-entitled sissies? A nation of people who are so terrified of the possibility of dying that we happily give up our most basic freedoms and cower inside our homes or behind masks? Because that's exactly what's happened. The basic liberties and routines of our daily lives and, for many, their very livelihoods, were suddenly halted and/or shut down by our state governors who were acting in response to so-called science and medical “experts” in the effort to save a small, vulnerable percentage of our population. I've lost count of the number of times I've read  on social media posts in the last 6 months about how pro-maskers wear a mask to protect their 85 year old grandmother or their 70 year old father. I've been called “heartless” and “pro-Nazi” from strangers in the comments section of news articles whenever I respond with the same argument that I'm going to put forth here.

We of the last couple generations have become so soft and spoiled and lazy that we've forgotten just how harsh and deadly real life can often be. And I'm including myself in that crowd. Those of us born in the last four decades of the 20th century have known nothing but prosperity and comfort, especially if – like me – you grew up in a typically middle class household. This is even more true of anyone born after 1995. I'm speaking of the generation that has never known life without Starbucks, Amazon, Google or a cell phone; the generation that grew up using laptop computers and watching TV by streaming it on the internet. In fact, we've become so complacent that we don't even have to leave our comfort zones to order a Big Mac from McDonald's or groceries from Walmart. When I was growing up in the 80s, I remember having to wait an eternity (4-6 weeks) for a toy to arrive that I had mail-ordered from a Sears catalog. Nowadays, I complain if my Amazon package isn't on my doorstep within 24 hours.

For pretty much all of us, 2020 was a massive wake-up call; a Mike-Tyson-punch-to-the-face or dive-into-Lake-Michigan-in-the-middle-of-December kind of wake-up call. None of us were prepared for a pandemic whose projected death toll was in the millions. Everyone from the top down – the president, our congressmen, our state governors, the national and local health experts – reacted instinctively. The medical experts, especially, were very quick to panic, based primarily on preliminary reports from European countries and China. Many state governors – most of them Democrats – were quick to declare a state of emergency and issue a lockdown order for their respective principalities. Hundreds of thousands of Americans were suddenly without work. Unemployment claims shot through the stratosphere. Congress approved an economic stimulus package. Everyone in the government – both national and local – assured us citizens that the lockdowns were temporary, two months at most.

But, of course, two months became three, then four, and by mid-July, many states were still in phase one or two of their “re-opening”. By this point, even the liberal-controlled mainstream media was reporting on the sudden spike of suicides in the lockdown states. Millions of unemployment claims were stuck in severe backlog, and more and more workers were being put on furlough by their employers – or just simply laid off. Here in Las Vegas, for example, the entire strip was a complete ghost town from mid-March to mid-June. This city's economy is utterly dependent on the tourism industry, and, with all casinos and hotels completely closed, the city as a whole suffered greatly. It's still suffering, in fact, even though most of the strip has been open since mid-July. Almost all the hotels and casinos can only afford to be open from Thursday to Sunday. Thousands here are still unemployed or working two part time jobs for barely minimum wage just to make basic ends meet.

And now, as I write this, our governor – along with those of California, New York, and many others – has declared a second round of lockdowns. In California, both Governor Newsom and the mayor of L.A. have banned indoor AND outdoor dining at all restaurants. And again, we the citizens have been told that this is for our own safety, and that these lockdowns will be temporary. One doesn’t have to look far on Twitter or Facebook to see cell phone videos of desperate, tearful, and/or furious restaurant and bar owners engaged in verbal rages about the injustice of all of this.

Here’s what should have happened clear back in February of this year:

Our leaders – our princes, if you will – both national and local, should have consulted not only the medical experts but also a team of economic and social advisors. The governors of every state should have taken a long, hard look at the long term cost of even a brief economic shutdown versus the projected death toll in the short term if COVID-19 was allowed to run its natural course through the U.S. population. You can already see where I’m headed with this. Our governors chose to shut down their states, to close all “non-essential” businesses, and ordered all citizens to self-quarantine. This was only supposed to be for a few weeks, at most. But we’ve all witnessed the long term effects of these shutdowns – skyrocketing unemployment rates, a rapid, severe spike in suicides and domestic abuse cases, and children who are falling so far behind in school due to “distance learning” that many will simply end up dropping out or repeating the same grade for another year.

Our princes should have been more like Machiavelli. They should have allowed life to continue as normal – no mask mandates, no social distancing orders, and most definitely no mandatory quarantines. Instead, the princes should have advised all citizens that the choice was theirs to self-quarantine or not, and that face masks would also be encouraged but completely optional. The result of this, of course, would mean a very high death toll in the short term. There would be no way to avoid this. As we already know now, face masks and social distancing are pointless and useless when it comes to preventing the spread of COVID. The highest numbers of fatalities would be among those older than 65. Hospitals and morgues would be overwhelmed. Emergency triage centers would have to be established in parking lots and empty football stadiums. For a month or two, the news headlines would be filled each day with the most recent death tolls.

But then, into the third month, the death count would start to go down. As herd immunity was finally achieved, life would, slowly but surely, get back to normal. And through it all, there would have been a slight drop in the regular business of many restaurants, movie theaters, and other recreational businesses that rely on tourism and seasonal traffic. But, ultimately, the country would have recovered from this much faster than they will in our present timeline. As it stands now, hundreds of thousands of small businesses across America have gone bankrupt and closed their doors for good. Even major restaurant chains like Ruby Tuesday and Sweet Tomatoe’s have permanently closed many – if not all – their locations. In the alternate timeline, where they had been allowed to remain open with no restrictions of any kind on the number of customers they were allowed to have inside at any time, these businesses would most likely still be up and running.

Yes, that means that your 75 year old father or your 90 year old grandma would have probably died. But that’s life. Like Machiavelli, I’m not gonna sugarcoat it. Life is hard. If you haven’t figured that out by now, you’re in for a long and frustrating existence on this earth. And lest you think I’m speaking from some superior, unaffected, condescending platform where I have not experienced any loss or hardship this year, let me remind of you of my blog post about my close friend Aaron Walker from a month ago. No, his death was not the result of COVID, as far as I know, but it was sudden, and it was completely unexpected. I’m still feeling his loss. But you know what? Life goes on. We mourn the dead, we bury them, and then we move on. Death is a fact of life. Machiavelli would have understood that, and so should all of us in 2020. This year has seen a lot of death, more than anything in recent decades, in fact. But that’s life. That’s the way life goes sometimes, and trying to avoid that inevitability by forcing face masks and quarantine and shutting down businesses on a whim is not going to change that simple fact.

I know many of you reading this are probably screaming at your phone screen right now, calling me all kinds of names and cursing me. “How can you be so heartless????” you rave. “How can you allow so many elderly and innocents to die just so you can still go to the movies or sit down at McDonald’s to enjoy your iced coffee and Big Mac????” “You’re a murderer because you still refuse to wear a mask in public!!!!”

And you know what? You’re absolutely right. I am probably infecting others by not wearing a mask. I do still want to go to a movie on Friday night and pig out on overpriced popcorn and soda. I do enjoy going out to eat at least once a week with all my friends. And yep, I’m perfectly fine with accepting the reality that many people are going to die because our governors refused to sacrifice the whole society in the chance that it might save a few innocent lives.

In other words, “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.” That edict is as true today as when Spock said it to Captain Kirk in Star Trek 2 in 1982. Machiavelli would have completely understood that statement, and he also would have understood this: that which doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. We humans have been spreading disease to one another ever since Adam and Eve were cast out of the Garden of Eden. Death, you see, is the natural consequence of sin. Death is unavoidable, and death comes for us all. For some of us, we are lucky enough to live rich, full lives. For others, death comes all too soon. My grandfather will be 90 years old this year on December 31st. If I were to ask him today if he were ready to shuffle off this mortal coil and be welcomed into the arms of our Heavenly Father, his answer would be an immediate and resounding, “Yes!”. Your 75 year old father or your 85 year old grandmother are most likely looking forward to death. That doesn’t mean you should just kill them now by your own hand to hasten the inevitable. But it does mean that they are ready to meet their maker if their number is up. (And, by the way, is not more cruel to force the elderly to slowly waste away alone, locked up in forced quarantine in nursing homes, not allowed to see or even speak to their loved ones until they eventually die of depression, loneliness or COVID???)

COVID-19 is an act of God. It’s a chance of nature, a random thing that has struck the human race, and none of us have the power to change it or ward it off or protect ourselves and our loved ones against its wrath. As we have been doing since the Tower of Babel, we humans have infected one another and survived many, many plagues worse than this one. So you need to stop your whining, stop your complaining, pick yourself up, and get on with your fucking life. And, while you’re at it, you might want to open your Bible and get acquainted with your Creator. Because, sooner or later, you’re gonna meet him, and if you have not accepted his son, Jesus Christ, as your lord and savior, you will spend eternity in a place that makes COVID look like a summer’s vacation in the Florida Keys.

So, in conclusion, be more like Machiavelli. Throw away your damn mask, rise up against the tyranny of our modern princes, and help me get our lives back to normal. If we do not stand up for our freedoms we will most assuredly lose every last one of them.

Mmmmm-kay???

(And, by the way, if you haven’t been listening to Young Heretics, I strongly advise you to drop everything and begin immediately. Look it up on YouTube or wherever you get your podcasts. It will change your life. 

You’re welcome.)