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gaspshichat · 2 months

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extremely long pearl appreciation post except this time i'm maintagging bc i want her to see this. she deserves to see this

she is the kindest soul ever. every bit message, every sub message, every gifted sub, and as many chat messages as possible are read. she genuinely doesn't want anyone to be left out

pearl had a rough start to stream today with a bunch of bots saying really weird things and someone revealing private information of hers which is weird. i have choice words for them but i'll keep myself pg for this post

it resulted in her having to turn on sub only mode which she said upset her. what did chat do?

they gifted probably around 200-500 subs to the community

pearl kept saying how bad she felt that she was practically forced into turning on sub only mode but she also said she didn't want her community gifting so many subs bc of an awful situation. they still did

i will always say that pearl is the nicest person ever. anytime smth bad happens to someone in chat, she's sympathetic and kind and gives them a message. anytime smth good happens to someone in chat, she's very excited and happy for them

it takes someone who is genuinely kind and selfless to do that. pearl does not have to read every bit message and sub message. but she does

her community reflects this kindness. i got broken up with two hours before valentine's day and told chat [bc streams for me are 6am-10am]. chat was so kind and gave me ideas on what to do with the flowers [which i did what they suggested!]

i've been in fandom communities for almost ten years now. pearl's is the kindest. there are so many people in chat i recognize [secret agent, sapphicwhimsy, kawaiitron, voxkeys, cardmoney, etc] that i look forward to seeing in chat. usually i dread seeing what happens in twitch chat's

not hers. hers are so full of kindness bc she is full of kindness and it just radiates and spreads to her community. yes it's fairly no nonsense, her deleting any weird messages, but that's to make sure it's a good place to be

i've been having nightmares and flashbacks recently due to reasons i wish to keep private. very few youtubers/streamers are able to help me sleep without those issues. pearl is one of them. her community is genuinely safe

i tell everyone interested in mcyt to watch pearl. i've been spreading pearl propaganda [/silly]. she deserves so much more than she has. pearl deserves the world

this is an extremely long post but i need to get my point across to her and anyone else, whether they're a pearl fan or not [yet]

pearl, we all love you and are proud to be part of the community. you are such a genuinely sweet person who deserves all the kindness in the world. i'm so sorry you had to deal with that bullshit [pardon my language]. it does genuinely suck but i hope the ~300 subs helped make you feel better hehe 🫶🫶

#pearlescentmoon #pearlescentmoon pos #maintagging like she is a vampire and my tumblr is my house #aka inviting her in #everyone say smth positive in notes #<- threat [/hj]#we all love pearl here

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hankbot0-9 · 4 months

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Disappointment and frustration

Hellop. Never done something like this before, but here we go. This is going to be basically a large splurge of disappointment and frustration on one, particular person, Vivienne Medrano.

So to start this off, I've known about, and have been a fan, of Viv for a long while, ever since the Hazbin Polit. I've followed her work, been inspired by it, and found great fun with the characters and world.

Without Viv, I would not be a furry (debatable if this is good or bad), I would not have found characters I've found comfort in (Jackson Wells, Zoophobia), or other creators in the indie community. However, for a while now I've been seeing how Viv and her works have greatly fallen from there highs, and how Viv has, really dropped the ball in being professional.

Her tweets and general attitude have given off all the wrong vibes, and show a person who could care less about being professional. From the whole "Cain, I am your bitch" situation, how she handles ANY form of criticism that is even slightly negative, the way she tweets and responds to others etc. It all just compounds on her image, basically holding up a mirror.

Her show (or shows, Hazbis quality is to be debated when it releases), started out, in my opinion, rough yet charming, clearly having passion behind it and a fun time to watch, has degraded to a point of being a bland, misguided and unplanned mess where the main character now feels like a side character to another character who's derailed the premise and show as a whole. Don't get me started on the inconsistent animation quality, cause holy shit.

There is also the leaked, behind the scenes, screenshots stuff that, yes should be looked at skeptically, is slowly, and in some cases basically confirmed, to be true. Largely owing to her on twitter and some behind the scenes stuff that should make you do a double take. I.e. Treatment of female characters, the constant hiring of new employees, etc.

This also ties into how the Fandom treats these characters and situations, and is where a lot of my frustrations come into play. To explain, the Fandom surrounding Viv and her works is one of the most apparent toxic fandoms I have ever seen, all it takes for them to turn on you is a couple of tweets or posts about something you disagree with or being slightly critical of Viv, and they turn on you. The amount of harassment and death threats flung around is concerning to a high degree and Viv, doesn't do anything about it, not even an ask to stop, largely because she encourages it. Sure, it's not a tweet saying to attack someone, but all the likes she gives to her fans on any post talking about what someone said or done that didn't align with the greater fandom opinion, it encourages them because they see it, they see that the person they look up to has liked what they said and so they keep doing it, so they get more likes form her. It's, sad to see really. The Fandom treats these characters above people really, holding them up and parading them around like they can do no wrong, and the same is for Viv.

There's more I could say, but many have already said it before and will continue to say it until, Viv basically fades away, because the way Viv handles herself, the Fandom that surrounds her and much more, wont survive the fact that when Hazbin drops, and is reviewed, and those critical comments and reviews come about it that are even slightly negative, the Fandoms going to get bloodthirsty and destroy any good will left or they would've had with the general public.

Sincerely, Hankbot0-9... tired of, alot.

#vivziepop critical #Viziepop criticism #hazbin critical #helluva critical #Watching a train wreck basically #so much potential

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starsurface · 3 months

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Can I get headcanons for Regressor MK11 Kabal and Caregiver MK11 Kano? :3 (Romantic if that’s fine with you!)

I got you!! :D (Also slight warning that these are the emojis I used: ⚔️🫁!!!)

Also fun fact: I got into the MK11 Fandom through being a 1995 movie watcher and MK1 fan, so when I first met Kabal his name was "Keyblade Guy" because his weapons reminded me of Keyblades and I had no clue who this guy was :3

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

CG Kano & Regressor Kabal Hcs

⚔️ Kabal regresses to either super, super young, or about 4-5

🫁 Kano only found out about Kabals's regression when he returned to the Black Dragon (which was also the time they got back together, I like to think they broke up when he left the Black Dragon the first time)

⚔️ Stryker probably showed Kabal the coping mechanism when he was in the police force and that's how he learnt of it

🫁 Never actually regressed regressed until after he was burnt though

⚔️ The first time Kano ever saw Kabal regressed, he honestly thought Kabal was trying to play some prank on him and went along with it

🫁 Afterwards Kabal explained to him what age regression was but it probably took atleast three different coversations for Kano to finally understand what it truly was

⚔️ Although once it finally clicked in, he immediately began to take a Caregiver role

🫁Probably not well either at first, but the effort was definitely there

⚔️ There was a bunch of trial and error at first but everything's okay now

🫁 Kano's favorite CG nicknames for himself would be Dada or Uncle Kano

⚔️ Some of Kabals's little nicknames would be Koala (Kano swears it sounds like Kabal-ah), Little Guy, and Rascal

🫁 Kabal only regresses small small when he overthinks of his accident and starts feelings really horrible and icky

⚔️ He might try to hide away so Kano can't find him, but he always does

🫁 While neither men are exactly soft, those nights are the closest they'll ever come to

⚔️ Cuddles, whatever snacks Kabal wants, sweet words and promises

🫁 When not breaking down, Kabal is a MENISICE

⚔️ And Kano adores it

🫁 Kabal will totally use his super speed to steal those sweets Kano told him not to have, and honestly most times Kano might just turn a blind eye

⚔️ ^ Most times this backfires because Kano only told him not to have too many sweets because he'll get a tummy ache

🫁 And now Kanos the bad guy for not stopping him in time because his belly hurts >:(

⚔️ The only rule rules Kano sets in place are to make sure Kabal is safe and not accidently hurting himself

🫁 Kabal doesn't exactly break those rules, but he is definitely a patience tester at times (lovingly of course)

⚔️ How many almost curse words can he try before Kano crosses his arms? How many times can he try to deny something only to pout when he doesn't get it? How many times can he stare into Kano's eyes while slowly pushing his cup off the table?

🫁 Kano loves him for it though

⚔️ Kano's patience actually can last a very long time when Kabal's small

🫁 Mostly because he knows Kabal's just trying to have fun and what's the harm in a bit of fun, eh?

⚔️ But also because he knows that a quick snap of the fingers and a mean glare will get Kabal to stop whatever naughty thing he was doing

🫁 Kabal's favorite regression item is a stuffed bear he has

⚔️ The bear, however, is in . . . less than stable condition

🫁 It's been through some rough patches, and has some ‘bald’ spots on it

⚔️ But Kabal loves it the most because it was the first stuffie Kano got him when he found out about his regression (even thoigh he probably didn't understand it too much still)

🫁 Kabal doesn't necessarily throw hissy fits??

⚔️ It's already his way or the highway, and Kano's more than willing to be dragged around as long as his baby's happy

🫁 But when Kabal does do something like hit or break something, it'd probably be face the wall, don't move until the timers done

⚔️ But this is a Kano punishment, the minimum amount of time is like, ten whole minutes!!

🫁 That's like a whole day!! 🥺

⚔️ It's not, but Kabal will pout and moup as he drags himself to the corner

🫁 ^ Is definitely allowed to bring any stuffie of his choice because the one time he didn't Kabal absolutely freaked out half way through and they spent the rest of the day cuddling

⚔️ Cuddle sessions are required after any time out too

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Ngl, Kabal is so confusing. You can really change his personality depending on his arc. Like, if he's with Stryker, he's a lot more nicer. If he's with Kano, he's super cruel and manipulative. (I love both ships, multi shipper over here)

I like him, he's cool. :D

#age regression #agere #sfw age regression #age regression headcanons #mortal kombat agere #sfw agere #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat 11 headcanons #mortal kombat #mk11 headcanons #mk11 #mk kabal #kabal #mk kano #kano #kano x kabal #kabal x kano

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morvantmortuary · 5 months

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Our Sokovian Cousin --

(A FranticFanfic collaboration!)

So I was hanging out with my buds @maximoffwxnda and @fairyysoup last night, and after a fun round of FranticFanfic (which, if you write fic, you should definitely either look into playing solo or with your friends at franticfanfic.com), we were digging back through some of our older rounds, and I found this little gem from like? summer of ‘22?? I asked the other two if they were okay with me posting it, and just thought I'd share it here for funsies ✨

for those who don't know how it works, basically you set a time limit (three minutes or five or more or less depending on how much of a masochist you are) and after everyone throwing in some character suggestions at the beginning, you pick two out of the proverbial hat, and start to write a fic. it's then an exquisite corpse situation where you're randomly shuffled someone else's fic where they left off and write as fast as you can, and then after three switches, the fics are finished and shared and everyone reacts and votes and has a gay old time. it can be played with blorbos or OCs, and obviously in this case, we used both! it's a blast seeing how everyone reacts to weird character combinations, as well as getting to play with your friends' OCs for a few minutes like the beloved barbie they are (and seeing how well they know yours is just!!! a whole other kind of love omg 🥰). we usually play with our friend @bigtiddythanos in the mix too, and it’s always a fantastic evening 🖤

I'll tag the places where we switch off -- but at the end of each section, so if you want to guess who's who ahead of time, feel free. :) I think we were working with around three minutes apiece here?

and, if you haven't read either @fairyysoup or @maximoffwxnda before, definitely go give them a look!! we all met in the Zemo fandom, but they've both covered a plethora of characters since then across multiple fandoms, including Stranger Things, The Alienist, Peacemaker, and Moon Knight, among others, and they're all *mwah* Quality. 🤌🏻🥰

soup's masterlist is here.

wanda's masterlist is here.

this isn't super long, but it is near and dear to my heart 💜 all under a cut so I don't throw off anyone's flow!

Maxi squints at the man who just stepped into the antechamber of the House, dressed in an overly heavy coat for the hot Louisiana weather.

"Who the hell is this guy?" Hector asks, whispering from behind his hand in the most non-confidential way possible.

Maxi thinks for a moment before he makes a note of the oddly close resemblance he has to the man. "Oh, it's our cousin from Russia or whatever."

"Sokovia." Their cousin, Zemo, glares caustically at the two men as he closes the front door. "Your cousin from Sokovia, thank you. It appears the House hasn't changed much in the twenty years I've been away. Not a bad look, but still, it has that rustic charm you never could get rid of."

Maxi's eye twitches. "Why are you here, exactly?"

(this was by @fairyysoup!)

"And what's with the coat, man?" Hex laughed.

Zemo fixed his icy eyes on him.

Unlike with most people, Hector refused to shrivel under the force of his gaze. "It's like a million degrees out there."

"Some of us know the meaning of fashion. I like your… shirt."

Hector looked down at his t-shirt and scoffed. "Whatever. I'm gonna bother Rora. Lemme know when Moneybags McGee leaves," Hector said over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.

"Now… Why are you here?" Maxi asked once more with thinly veiled frustration.

"You've heard of James Barnes? The Winter Soldier?" Zemo asked conversationally as he pulled off a set of leather gloves.

Maxi shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest.

Zemo tilted his head at his cousin. "Then surely you've heard of Captain America."

Maxi had. Everyone had. Anyone who hasn't was living under a rock. Or dead. Speaking of which… Maxi had a body currently waiting in the basement. It was in rough shape and needed to be disposed of.

While Zemo had seen and caused his fair share of corpses in his life, he didn't need to know his extended family's secrets.

"Well then, The Winter Soldier and Captain America are currently on their way. I suppose I should've led with that."

(this was @maximoffwxnda!)

Maxi blinked, trying not to let the utter drop in his gut show too much on his face. "Uh, you fuckin' think? Jesus Christ, man," he turned back towards the basement door. "You're family, you know what kind of operation we run around here. You couldn't've just shot me a text as soon as you heard?"

Zemo arched an elegant brow. "I much prefer to handle these things in… person."

"Well that's fantastic for you!" Maxi let his full exasperation shine through. "You're not the one who's got a corpse in the fuckin' basement!"

"This is a mortuary," Zemo waved a hand dismissively. "I'm sure it's not that out of place."

"Look," Maxi took his glasses all the way off, pinching the bridge of his nose to ward off an oncoming stress migraine. "What the fuck do you want? Why are you here, and are you actually gonna help with any of this?"

"I'm more than happy to distract them," Zemo said in a way that would've been soothing and not condescending on anyone else. "Though I do wonder why your affairs aren't more… in order. If I remember," he cast a gaze over the room. "My uncle ran a rather… tight ship. Vincent, I believe?"

Zemo wasn't used to people suddenly shoving a scalpel against his throat unexpectedly, or for it to glow a blazing red to match the eyes of his cousin.

"Give me one good reason not to add you to the assembly in the basement," Maxi muttered, his voice layered with something that wasn't quite human.

Zemo's eyes, after so long, flickered with their own light - a deep, ominous amethyst. "Because," he murmured, his voice velvet and low. "The last thing we want to do is deny They Who Provide one more potential heir. Don't we, Maximilian?"

Maxi blinked, admittedly looking caught off-guard. "Since when did you--"

They both stopped, turning with wide eyes as a singular knock seemed to echo through the vast foyer.

They looked back to each other with a frown.

(aaand obviously this was me -- it's two years later and I just noticed I shifted into past tense out of habit instead of present, lmao. :'D)

anyway! I'm in a space where Zemo and the Morvants each have control of half my brain right now, so this was right in the sweet spot of what I needed, lmao. thanks again to my friends for letting me post this little snippet, and looking forward to writing more with y’all soon!! ✨🥰

#baron zemo #helmut zemo #maximoffwxnda #fairyysoup #frantic fanfic #maxi morvant #hector morvant-casares #hex morvant-casares #morvant mortuary #slasher ocs #southern slasher ocs #necromancer ocs #daniel brühl fc #diego luna fc #gwen!! ♥️✨#rose!! 🖤🥀

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a-little-awkward-simp · 2 years

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SHOTA AIZAWA x FEM! READER -- Relationship headcanons

Shota Aizawa x reader

Fandom: My Hero Academia

warnings: none, fluff

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-you two met at U.A. on 5th day of school

(-Shota has written that down though he will never admit it, he just claims that he just happens to remember it, but in reality he wrote it down to a diary)

-he was super shy talking to you first, and to you it seemed like he wasn’t interested in you in any way

-and thus you thought it was weird how he came to ask about your day a few times a day but he never continued the conversation

-he literally just said “hmph” and left (blushing a lot)

-poor boy was too nervous

-hizashi was his wingman and he was the best wingman anyone could ever ask for

-he always came up with plans and told shota just what to do, but it never really worked out

-not that his plans were bad, shota was just never able to go through with them

-eventually hizashi gets tired of this and just goes over to talk to you and asks you to go to the movies with him and shota

-shota almost gets a heart attack after hearing this

-but he goes through with this since he has his wingman with him

-little does he know what hizashi has in his mind

-you guys finally get to the movies and find your places

-halfway through the movie hizashi excuses himself, leaving you and shota alone

-shota panics slightly but manages to keep cool

-you shyly move your hand closer to his

-his heart skips a beat when he feels your soft hand on his

-he smiles and blushes

-you two go back to the lobby and meet up with hizashi, who apparently took 2 hours in the bathroom

-you first walk hizashi home and wish goodnight to him

-shota walks you home, and you give him a peck on the cheek once you to reach your home

-his grin goes from ear to ear the whole week

-after a short while he finally has the courage to confess his feelings to you, and he feels like the luckiest guy in the universe when you tell him you have feelings for him too

-you two start dating them and let me tell you he is the best boyfriend you could ever have

-he plans cute dates for you and surprises you with flowers and favourite food

-he also hides small notes around your home and inside your backpack

-in those notes he writes how much he cares about you, how happy he is to be with you and how much he appreciates you

-you always smile when you find these notes, and you’ve kept every single one of them

-Shota is definitely the one to say i love you first

-it just slipped

-you guys were hanging out at his place just cuddling and watching a movie

-he looked at you, petting your hair and that’s when he said it

-you looked at him in shock at first, and then that shock melted into a loving smiled

-”I love you too, Shota”

-he feels even luckier than before, though he didn’t believe that to be possible

-you eventually move in to live together

-after about a year of living together he proposes to you

-he made your favourite dinner to surprise you after work

-he got down to his one knee when you were getting more food to your plate

-you almost dropped your plate from surprise

-you cried, saying yes obviously

-you then hugged him tight and kissed him

-your wedding was beautiful

-you got married in autumn

-you had decided to have a rather small wedding, inviting family and close ones

-hizashi was obviously the best man

-he and Shota cried when you walked down the aisle

-hizashi almost wailed tbh, but then again, his two best friends were getting married, who wouldn’t wail?

-after the whole hassle with Overhaul you two decided to take a vacation since it had been so rough

-you spent it at home though, recharging and finally getting enough sleep

-you two visit Eri very often and she enjoys the company of you both

-you finally end up adopting Eri and let me tell you you guys are just absolutely and incredibly cute and adorable family

-you change Aizawa’s name to Dadzawa in your contacts

-you two love it when Eri wears seasonal clothes for every holiday

-especially Shota even though he doesn’t admit it

-you both take her to work every now and then

-everyone, literally everyone, ADORES her there

-especially Hizashi, or uncle Hizashi like she calls him

-eventually she’ll call you guys mom and dad

-you cry when she calls you mom for the first time

-Shota’s phone is full of family pictures with you and Eri

-his phone wallpaper is a picture of you and Eri

-and so is his desktop wallpaper

-it’s actually more of a slideshow, the picture changes once in a while, but it’s always a picture of his family

-sometimes when Eri gets nightmares she climbs up to sleep between you two

-when this happens, you get up and comfort her and sometimes go to the kitchen to have a midnight snack

-sometimes Shota wakes up and joins you

-sometimes you three end up sleeping on the couch

-you are such a precious family

-he loves you two just so much

#fluff #reader insert #mha #mha fluff #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #sfw #bnha #eraserhead #eraserhead x reader

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my-st0ff · 10 months

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Self-Inflicted

Chapter Two

Fandom: Jackass

Pairing: Johnny Knoxville x female reader

Chapter Song: NYC - Snow Patrol

Two bodies, one significantly taller than the other, move clumsily into the hotel room. The reckless nocking of furniture and other pieces of clutter being due to the two of your keeping your eyes screwed shut as your lips press together. P.J's hands are everywhere all at once. You want this so bad, you've wanted this. You pull him by the collar of his T-shirt to the edge of the bed. Now finally making eye contact, he smirks - devilish. He catches a pile of cameras in the corner of his eye and jogs over to them in the corner.

P.J: "Is this on?"

You: "Those are the pile of broken ones- quit stallin' we ain't got time"

He starts to walk casually back to you with his hands in his pockets.

P.J: "See, that's where you're wrong. We got all the time in the world, toots"

One hand escapes a small pocket of his Dickies and cups your cheek, the rough pad of his thumb brushing back and forth of your cheekbone. He glances at the bed you both stand beside.

P.J: "You sure you wanna do this? We don't have to- of course. It's just, you switched up pretty fast"

You: "Hey, sex is different. We can still... satisfy our needs without having to ruin what we've got"

P.J: "I suppose your right... in that case"

His mouth launches toward yours with carnal instinct. You bring your hands up to play with his hair roughly, making him moan into your mouth as you make out animalisticly. Since you'd decided this was only about sex, you'd both silently agreed this was finally the time to let out all your horny tension on one another. His hands move to your hips and squeeze them painfully hard. P.J whispers a low "fuck" into your mouth when your body perfectly fills out his hands. You both twist round so that you can sit on the bed with him standing in-between your legs, looking down at you. He brushes a hand through his slick hair quickly.

P.J: "lay back"

You do as he says, and soon enough, hear belt buckle sounds and then the distinct noise of metal and leather hitting the ground.

P.J: " One last time, are you sure?"

He asks whilst literally standing over you with his penis out.

You: "my god, yes P.J!"

P.J: "no need for the attitude"

He says and then immediately his cock is inside you, almost a sort of punishment for being sassy.

You: "Oh my god!"

P.J folds his body over and hooks one arm around you so that he can pull you up to him and kiss you whilst he pumps in and out of you not so gently.

You: "Y-you feel amazing, Phillip"

The use of his full first name leaves him a moaning wreck all of a sudden. You were the only one who still called him that, and for that case, the only one he wouldn't mind calling him that. This instance, though, left him feeling needy as you affirmed it over a few times after soon catching onto the power it held. You bring your hands up between your bodies so you can rub his chest up and down with the palms of your hands.

P.J: "Oh, y/n, I-I am so close"

You: "already?"

You giggle and tease.

P.J: "Oh, its l-like that, huh?"

With that, he pushes harder and faster than he ever had before, leaving your insides feeling warm from your tummy down to your feet.

You: "mm- oh, fuck, don't stop!"

You cry in a high squealing voice you'd find embarrassing in any other context.

P.J: "I- I'm gonna- where'd you want me?"

He asks frantically, his head dropping to suck hig chunks of skin from your neck into his mouth.

You: "my stomach!"

You shriek with no time to really think about where you wanted it. With that, he pulls out and immediately cums a massive amount onto your stomach. Without even time to complain about your unsatisfied state, he was on his knees before you with a handful of thigh in each hand. He licks his lips whilst staring at your core with eyes that indicated total worship before his mouth was fully dived into you. His tongue moved proficiently, hitting a good spot straight away.

You: "Don't move! Oh my god, right there don't fuckin' move!"

You yelp whilst you shake and jolt on your back. It didn't take barely anything to push you over the edge. When you cum your arms start frantically searching everywhere over the bed for something to grab onto. He notices and throws a hand up from where it was on your thigh so you can grab ahold of it with brutal strength. Finally upur lungs deflate and your body goes limp and tingly. His head flops in-between your legs and he lazily pecks at your inner thigh with his eyes shut. He then pulls said thigh towards his face so he can kiss over it further, tickling you. You giggle a little, making him huff in laughter as you fidget and eventually pull away.

You: "That was... fun"

You sigh, P.J pushes himself up with wobbly knees just to collapse next to you on the bed, still panting.

P.J: "Fun? That was mindblowin', y/n"

You roll onto your side to face him.

You: "Your right. That was amazing, Phillip"

He swiftly does the same with his body so he can face you, your faces inches away from one another.

P.J: "God, keep callin' me that and we're gonna have to go again"

You: "What, your name?"

You tease.

P.J: "You know what your doin'"

You both laugh a little, full of blissful serotonin. Your pupils wander the walls of the hotel room until they lock onto a picture you couldn't believe you'd not noticed before.

You: "God, that's gorgeous, ain't it?"

P.J lazily flops his head over so he's looking at the same framed painting.

P.J: "sure, where'd you reckon that is?"

You: "Oh I know where that is, P.J. That's Sucre, in Bolivia. Only the best city in the world"

You smile.

P.J: "When did you go to Bolivia?"

You: "I haven't, that's the problem. Sucre is number one on my bucket list"

P.J: "Bucket list? Your not 90"

You: "Might as well be. I think my life expectancy went down a significant amount when Jackass formed, Jammy"

The nickname you only ever call him when you're in a soft mood rolls off your tongue and brings great joy to his ears. A warm, large hand of his lands on your stomach and strokes it gently in a comforting manor.

P.J: "Don't talk like that, toots. I'll protect ya'"

He speaks softly.

P.J: "And hey, I could take you there... but I don't know how to get there"

You: "You'd take me to Sucre?"

P.J: "Course I would, I knew you'd always been interested in Japan and got the first movie set in Japan didn't I?"

You: "Mhm... your too sweet"

You yawn, allowing his exploration of your torso to continue.

#Spotify #jackass #johnny knoxville #jackass 2 #jackass two #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoville x you #johnny knoxville x female reader #pj clapp

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F1 has to be worst fandom I have ever created content for. I dont know if this is because majority are from Twitter and TikTok where likes are the only thing they know, but whenever I see a fic/gifset/art/edit/whatever, F1blr without a fail has the most attrocious reblog to like ratio known to humankind. 1:3 is even a lot to expect. Any other fandom I do stuff for, the smallest ratio I got was 4:1 or 5:1. Says it all really about how ungrateful F1blr is and why its losing creators left and right.

That being said, you are one of the few blogs that I always see reblogging stuff so thank you for that

when I wasn't into f1 and I saw the f1 rpf tag on ao3 had like 23,000+ works was Insane. esp cause my prev fandom was just me and two friends in dms, so it had been super intimidating. then I actually joined and found oh, it's much smaller. still a very sizeable fandom, don't get me wrong, but a lot of the creators are on tumblr and here the max cap is 1000 notes (and that's if something Pops off. if something has 1k notes you can reasonably assume fandom has seen it and discoursed it already) so the overall community is very insular and splintered.

I think artists and gif makers/editors suffer the worse end of the stick cause their stuff is so often taken for granted, stolen and reposted without credit. when these archiving work -- videos, gifs, pictures, are what keeps fandom alive. reblogging and appreciating your creators is essential!!!

I have lucked out because I made friends with the creators I look up to, so I get to be both a fan and a friend. but without that social buffer, being Only a creator on f1blr is a lonely experience. I'm sorry your experience has been so rough, and it reflects other creators' 😢 if it has been weighing negatively on you, I do suggest taking a break from creating or from fandom altogether. fandom is supposed to be fun, and when it stops being fun, some time apart is good, as feeling bad over the engagement won't change the culture of how things are and just makes you feel worse.

I try to get my friends the hype they deserve when they make something cause I think making things is very cool. feed your creators!!! even those who you take for granted, such as downloading the most crisp HD quality from Getty with the photographers credited. they're holding fandom together!!!

#fandom meta #blorbocedes ask

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saint-starflicker · 6 months

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Spring Awakening Fandom Tag

(By @winter-asleepening )

1. How were you introduced to the show?

2007(?) OBC sountrack on compact disk gift from a friend.

2. Seen a production live?

My honest answer is going to get me in trouble around Question 17, isn't it.

3. Dream role/character you relate to most

Ilse Neumann.

4. Favorite male character

Moritz.

5. Favorite female character

Ilse. Is that redundant with Question 3? Martha, then.

6. Deaf West Revival or Original Broadway Cast?

The OBC soundtrack got me through a very rough time in my life, but as far as the cast goes I'm going to say the Deaf West revival cast. I'm glad it was revived, I'm glad that cast is cast in that cast, and I'm glad they're the introduction for a new generation of Guilty Ones.

7. Favorite song

I love them all equally.

8. Least favorite song

...I don't care for Mirror Blue Night.

9. Favorite quote/line

I'm more of a melody person than a lyrics person.

10. Favorite TV performance

Deaf West Touch Me THEY TURNED INTO A BOAT

11. Favorite cast member(s)

I don't really play favorites with cast members, I just try to find what each new actor brings into the role.

12. Favorite cast member moment

I don't really follow the behind the scenes anecdotes either, but Jonathan Groff forgetting the lyrics to Left Behind except for "all things" is as inspirational as it is horrific to imagine going through. If he can get through that and live to tell the tale, then I can get through a bad day.

Also every time Michael Arden says, "All my best ideas come from [ Andy Mientus ]" is like d'aww they're cute together.

13. Do you write fan fiction?

In this fandom, no, I'm more of a reader.

14. Do you make fan art?

I could.

15. Do you cosplay?

Not really...I don't like the late 19th century fashions? I'm more of a Merveilleuse type (no bra no corset just Spirit Halloween chiton).

16. Don’t do Sadness or Blue Wind?

Those are two halves of a whole song!

17. Word of your body or the Reprise?

OBC I did not like the Reprise because even through the Discman (... that's a Walkman for CD's) I had the sense that it was a "comic relief" moment that relied on the existence of gay boys as the joke.

The Deaf West production kept a sense of respite and relief, and some comedy in the relationship dynamic between Ernst and Hanschen rather than playing on preexisting stereotypes...even though it didn't change a word of the script in that scene, which is amazing on a text analysis level like what happened who used the Captain Planet power ring with the power of heart in this scene, what sorcery is this?

So it depends, because the non-reprise Word of Your Body does a narrative job—Melchior haters can feel free to hate, but I can understand what the musical version was trying to go for with his character, and Word of Your Body was part of that.

Groff's Melchior came off more smarter-and-better-than-you but sort of giving up his pretensions in the process of seduction, and I can understand why that aspect might look appealing.

Doyle's Melchior doesn't have that "he's a ruthless boy but maybe i can change him"—I think he plays Melchior as more sad and desperate, and putting that energy into studying is how his Melchior thinks he gets a handle on his own feelings.

McKenzie's Melchior is an oafish, bookish 14-year-old boy trying to act smooth as he condescends to a Deaf girl. He has as much primal sexual energy as a newborn beagle puppy, which to be clear is none at all. I think that can be endearing, that he doesn't really know what he's blathering about in terms of life experience.

Wendla's a consistent constant performance-wise, all three versions I think balance out to a constant average...so it's really the Reprise that determines which one I like better.

OBC Reprise was very much worse than OBC Word of Your Body...but, Deaf West Reprise was a little better than Deaf West Word of Your Body and a lot better than the OBC Reprise. But I like the OBC Word of Your Body better than the Deaf West Reprise, at the same time that I like the Deaf West Word of Your Body an equal amount as the OBC Word of Your Body, contextualized comparatively being different than the chronological context that defines its vibe in an individual show's run time.

18. Touch Me or My Junk?

My Junk as a tune — but the Deaf West Touch Me did turn everybody into a boat, that was kinda cool.

19. Explain the song of purple summer.

Ilse recovered from her trauma and now owns her sexual identity, despite the history of everyone in her home and community doing their worst to her in ways that directly targeted that very intimate part of her. Her story is not the main plot of the show, but the fact that she survived and found personal definition means she now has her own voice on which to carry the wisdom of her life. That will be what heals and inspires others. Red or pink sunsets plus blue evenings make the sky in summer purple. At the end of the day, there still is beauty in living.

20. Explain the song of purple summer (wrong answers only)

Butterflies scatter ergot fungus while they fly around, so everybody thinks that everything looks purple this summer. The sky is purple. The rain is purple. The corn is purple. The horses are purple. The fungus is eating everybody's brains. They're all going to die.

#springawakeningfandomtag #springawakeningfantag #Spring Awakening #musical theater #dark academia

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I think at the end of the day, no matter how much you may love Limbus Company; I feel like you probably understand and agree with the concept of the idea that it absolutely could have just been another $60 full release game like LoR or LC rather than being a predatory "name your own price" title gacha game that was sold to us as "we want to give you something back for funding our future projects" when we have no idea what projects, if any; are even being worked on that aren't LCB and what the fundraising goals are for those.

Like I'm not even going to get into the whole discourse of what happened a bit ago revealing the fact they're not just an "uwu small indie group" anymore and all that because that doesn't even change anything here.

Limbus Company isn't inherently a bad game at all, sure I don't necessarily care for (or even understand fully) the mechanics at play in it's system; but those mechanics are made infinitely worse when you bring in the FOMO. FOMO that is, inherently; and entirely unnecessary. With seasons, time limited gacha, and side story events that constantly demand more of your time; and if you care to complete them easier or collect/have everything the game has to offer; your money. I get it, you can use your friend's characters so then you just have to befriend a whale or two and you should be fine right? Well no, there's limitations on that; and even if you go that route you don't keep those characters.

With some of the characters just being inherently better than others the game DOES become harder (even if it's able to be done by some top player entirely F2P that's not the point. I ran LoR where I only used the starting deck and 1 librarian up until Love Town, that doesn't mean it was easy or that you SHOULD play that way! It drove me insane but it was a self imposed challenge and I never even cleared Love Town that way given how the game functions) for players who don't want to shell out and buy gacha; and yes they do give you a good amount of pulls and if you happen to be unlucky that's just tough. You get what you get and try to make the most of it if you won't hand over your money.

So then let's go back to the idea that, when you do give your money to PM they're using it to further produce more of what you love, right? Well... kind of? If you exclusively love Limbus Company then sure. Those of us who got left behind and don't have everything we need or don't understand the system well enough can't even get to the current story chapters because the game's difficulty is fucked if you don't bother to learn it extensively enough. Now I don't have anything against a hard mobile game but at least in the past if you weren't good at the management simulator or you didn't understand how to build a deck; us mod creators and the like had you covered. Now you're stuck looking up videos on youtube or reading posts on tumblr that you just kind of have to hope aren't fandomizing half of the information.

I don't know man it feels fucked to me. I'm glad people enjoy Limbus and all that, but I feel like we're not going to see another mainline actual single player non-micro transaction game from PM and that feels shitty after loving this franchise for years. I feel like my special interest was taken from me by the company who made the damn thing in the first place all because I wasn't able and willing to shell out hundreds of bucks since I happened to be in a rough spot during it's launch.

Which is all the more upsetting since I genuinely do like the characters, the music, the atmosphere and setting of Limbus Company; it seems cool and I was really excited to have a continuation of Lob Corps after effects on the world. It's a shame I won't ever get to experience it.

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Sunny Day Jack - Saved

You know, I was going to have my next bit of Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack content be something more lighthearted after my previous headcanon post and dark short story. But @OkamiLiqueur on twitter just had to start something, and it ballooned into a very tragic bad end AU flashfic.

This is a rough draft piece that I don’t think I’ll wind up polishing or adding to later, since it’s quite a bit darker than my usual stories. I prefer happy endings, but sometimes ya just gotta write out tragic “what if” scenarios when angst demands it.

If you’d rather read something that I promise is going to eventually have a happy ending for Jack and Alice, go check out my big SDJ fic, Sunshine in Hell. I took a bit of a break from it, but I’m back to working on chapter 7. Hopefully it’ll come out in a couple weeks.

Warning: there is major character death, gore, and trauma in this short story. Please read only if you’re in the headspace to read about such dark subject matter. Also, general reminder, this fandom is for Adults Only. I hope you enjoy this sad little flashfic.

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Shards of broken plastic were scattered all across the floor, some pulverized practically into powder.

“We… we did it, Alice. We saved you!”

Among the shards, strands of ribbon were twisted and shredded like offal at the hands of a novice butcher.

“He can never hurt you again.”

A breathless sort of laughter filled the apartment. Two people were speaking, exhausted, shaken up, but… relieved.

“Damn… I almost thought we weren’t going to make it for a while there.”

“Y-yeah…”

How could this happen?

It was all a blur. The arguments, the violence, the fear. At some point Alice lost her voice from it all after desperately pleading for everyone to just stop.

When it all finally did stop, she still had no voice to speak. She had no words. No tape.

No Jack.

At some point Alice collapsed, her legs incapable of bearing her weight any longer, and she sat among the wreckage that littered her bedroom.

Their bedroom. Their sanctuary. The place they made love so many times. The place that she once felt so safe, so warm.

Alice never felt so cold before.

“Alice…? Are you okay?”

One of them was talking. Ian? Shaun? It didn’t matter. They were both the same.

Traitors.

“H-hey, Alice! Snap out of it.”

A hand reached out for her shoulder and Alice slapped it away. She glared through her bangs and her tears at the blur colored like Ian as he reeled back from the strike.

“Shit!”

“Hey, take it easy now. It’s us.”

Traitors. Both of them. Why… why did Alice trust Shaun with the combination to her safe?

“That… that’s right! It’s Ian and Shaun, remember?”

“Jack’s gone. He’ll never hurt you again. We saved you!”

When Ian and Shaun destroyed the tape, they broke something inside of Alice. Those words took the shards that were left and ground them into dust.

Somehow Alice managed to force something out past the tightness that had seized her throat and stole her voice while her world fell to pieces all around her.

“Who… the fuck… said I needed… to be saved?”

They didn’t listen to her, or Jack. Alice had done so much, helped Jack grow strong enough to interact with more people than just her. Why couldn’t they just be happy for her?

“I…” The orange and peach colored blur - Ian - faltered as he staggered back a step from her. “But Alice… you… you weren’t yourself anymore. That ghost he…”

“Jack was brainwashing you, Alice,” the other blur - Shaun - said, his tone more somber. He shifted, probably crossing his arms and seemed to look in Ian’s direction, but it was hard for her to tell. “Give her time. It might take a while for it to wear off.”

Brainwashed. They said something along those lines before. Alice had changed. She had grown colder towards Ian, stood up for herself more instead of remaining a pushover, and chose to stay home more often than not. How was any of that so awful that they had to murder the person who made her life finally feel worth living?

They were talking amongst themselves, but Alice no longer heard them, their colors blurring together along with those of her cold bedroom as tears poured like a storm that would never stop.

“Get out.”

“Alice, wh-”

“Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!”

Alice unleashed those two words like a curse until her throat grew hoarse, until the only thing she could force out were feeble croaks and coughs.

Until she was the only person left in her apartment.

Everything remained blurry after that, even though Alice’s eyes eventually cleared once she no longer had any tears left to shed.

Ian and Shaun were reluctant to leave her alone. Every day they left messages on her phone and social media. They said they did it all for her. They cared about her, and Jack was only using her. Jack was a parasite that latched onto her soul, they said. They were adamant that Jack was draining the life from her in order to make himself more powerful.

They had no fucking idea at all.

Jack was right. No one understood the relationship they had. No one but Alice had any idea just how much he loved her, how much he helped her feel that life really was worth living. She had changed, but for the better. He didn’t make her weaker, he was making her stronger. They were growing stronger together. Just because she was changing in the process didn’t mean that the change was bad.

Ian and Shaun were convinced that was the case. They were sorry for her pain, but they wanted her to know that they only did it for her sake.

Bullshit.

Time passed with little meaning anymore. How long had it been since they destroyed the tape? Alice had no idea anymore. She moved through a mockery of life with motions as stiff and mechanical as a doll.

She was no longer living, but she did not go still.

Alice lost her job at the yogurt shop. Her boss called to inform her after she missed too many shifts. She never called him back. Her family checked on her. She never answered their calls, but sent back a text that she was busy.

In a more innocent age, when Alice foolishly believed she grew up with her soulmate, she was curious about darker subjects - witchcraft and the occult. As she got older, she found herself with little time for fanciful tales of ghosts and magic. She stopped believing in such nonsense.

Jack changed all that. He changed everything.

Since Jack had arrived, Alice spent her spare time researching. First it was for any scrap of information about the SunnyTime Crew Show, then about ways to give the dead life.

Alice wanted to share her life with Jack. She wanted him to live with her, happily, without forcing him to live such a lonely existence with only her for company. The life Ian and Shaun were so sure that Jack stole from her had been freely given. It had all been so careful to ensure that they could grow stronger together.

They ruined everything.

The miracle that allowed Jack to exist thanks to the VHS tape was destroyed. Without that medium that had been created in a baptism of blood, there was no hope.

Not without sacrifice.

This was what led Alice here. She gathered every piece of the tape, down to the smallest dust-sized scrap, and laid it in the center of her living room, the place where she summoned Jack on that night that she had forgotten for the longest time.

The room was mostly empty to make room to mark the floor in all the required sigils. Alice took great care to reproduce it perfectly. The apartment was lit only by the special candles she made and placed in their precise locations. The air was thick with the smell of smoldering incense and herbs, making her cough, but she persevered.

Alice sat in the circle designated for her. Across the room in the opposite circle was every piece of the tape that changed her life forever. By her side were the meticulous notes she made with instructions on how to perform the ritual.

At the center of the array was a pile of bone and scraps of ragged cloth still stained with dirt.

Last time the price had been a piece of her soul. Alice remembered now how scary the prospect was to exchange a piece of her soul with that of a stranger, but the poor soul trapped in the tape begged for her to save him from hell. She hesitated then, scared that she was making a deal with a devil, but she couldn’t just leave him to suffer. The exchange had been painful, so traumatic that she forgot it for a long time, but it was nothing compared to the love she got in return.

It took time, but Alice learned how to recreate the miracle. The price to have her soulmate back was steeper than before, but this time she didn’t hesitate to pay it.

“You must sacrifice the part of you that you hold most dear.”

…

Hell. Jack was in hell. He was living through his death again. The crying, the screams, the gunshot, the blood, and the pain. It would never end this time, this cold infinite loop of dreamless agony.

Then he felt it, that familiar warmth that was his salvation.

Alice!

It hurt. It hurt so much, but the pain was different this time. Jack… Joseph felt it, his heart wrenching and beating out of a chest that suddenly struggled for air as he crumpled to a stained floor in a dimly lit room that stank like a hookah den.

Everything hurt, particularly his chest and head as memories he once lost out of desperation reasserted themselves. Sunny Day Jack, Joseph Haberdae, Joseph Cullman… he remembered it all.

But most of all, he remembered her.

“Alice!” Joseph croaked out with a voice that hadn’t been used in forty years, and at the same time had never been used at all. This body was the one he used to have on the day he died, yet it was also new. It wasn’t entirely his. Somehow he knew these things instinctively.

When Joseph got his eyes to work - one dark brown and one pale blue, he finally saw her, his sunshine.

“Alice…?”

Blood. There was so much blood. Too much. When Joseph snapped out of his shock he scrambled towards Alice with limbs that struggled to remember how to move properly. He slipped on the cooling blood and was stained red as he pulled her into his arms, screaming desperate denials.

Alice barely heard her name from somewhere far away, his voice, and it was the sweetest sound. Through the gray haze creeping in at the edges of her vision in her lone remaining eye she saw his face, and though he looked so sad, he was here, alive.

His tears rained down her face, mingling with the blood that trickled down her cheek from the empty eye socket on the right side of her face. Alice managed a delicate smile in spite of the pain, and she hoped that Jack - Joseph - her love, her soulmate knew just how happy she was in that moment. With the last of her strength she tried to speak despite the hole in her chest where her heart used to be.

I love you, Jack.

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #sdj #swwsdj #My Writing #Bad End AU #Sunshine in Another Hell

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Since the LM3 secret santa is officially over, I wanted to thank everyone who participated with their respective drawings (which ROCKED btw-)

Here’s to an upcoming year full of new opportunities!

@cuddle-shark @dooodle-bug @mewlover @debbyghost13 @6000mcirrus @hiya-im-mary @demonboi24 And everybody’s ocs, self inserts or sonas belong to their respective owners!

In the photo, the characters from top to bottom, left to right are: cuddle-shark’s sona, dooodle-bug’s ghostsona Harry, mewlover’s ghostsona Gayle, debbyghost13’s oc Blue, my lmsona (lmsona term created by dooodle-bug) Ferris, 6000mcirrus’s ghostsona, hiya-im-Mary’s lm3sona Mary, and demonboi24’s ghostsona MJ!

I’m gonna say some cheesy stuff so I’ll hide it under the cut!

Ok so admittedly I’m one of those people who get bitter and salty around winter holidays because of my own personal experiences with it and my belief that mainly holidays like Christmas become overly based on materialistic goods and therefore only benefit large corporations that sell themselves out; I digress. But when I saw everyone who participated create art, and the recipients jumping for joy when receiving them, and all without a single dollar spent, I gotta say it made me feel giddy and happy to see generosity across the internet within the lm3 fandom! It gave me some hope during a time that I usually criticized so heavily, so I gotta hand it to you guys: you really did help out my Scrooge-like attitude. :)

Thank y’all once again for participating, and even though this year has had its very VERY rough bumps, I know at least I won’t waste my upcoming chances!

… Also stuff came up for me and I meant to finish this piece sooner for all of y’all. 😭

Edit: Blue’s bow tie is white my bad-

#my art #my oc #lm3 secret santa 2022 #my self insert #not my self insert #not my ocs #not my oc #not my sona #lm3 #Luigi’s mansion 3 #luigis mansion 3 #lm3 oc #lm3 ocs

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smallblueandloud · 3 months

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2023 fic roundup

2023 was the year of the comeback. in 2021, i wrote about 25k; in 2022, i didn't even keep track. meanwhile, my total wordcount last year was 119,226 words. while that doesn't come close to my 200k from 2020, i am arguably prouder of last year and what it represented. my writing isn't dead! my abilities haven't vanished! i can have fun making art again :D

as always, the summer was the most productive for me. you can see that i wrote more in the spring than the fall -- this roughly corresponds to how i was doing during those times, lol. i had a Much Better spring semester than the fall. september was very rough, i had a very bad time, and it meant my mental health suffered for the rest of the year. but hey, at least i was writing essays :')

some more scattered thoughts:

i was arguably pretty consistent this year? may/june/july all had about the same wordcount (roughly) and i think that's cool. my goal isn't to be doing NaNos, it's to be writing consistently, so i'm very happy with this

ao3 says i published 67k in 2023. minus the first chapter of something out of a dream, which was published in 2020, i believe that's 65k or so total. i wrote 72k of fanfic last year, meaning that there's about 8k from last year still sitting in my google drive (a rough eyeball at my WIPs folder confirms this). these numbers don't QUITE make sense to me, since i used a fair bit of old material in what i published last year, but i'm not going to think about it too hard

i published fic for a whopping fifteen fandoms in 2023. nine of those were fandoms i'd never published anything for before! i am so, so proud of this stat. i remain multifandom as all hell and seeing that represented in my work makes me really :D

two fics -- be amazed by the sky and i got your back (and you got mine) -- were crossovers! i'd only ever written one crossover before (stay all day in the sun, which i still love dearly) and it was fun to play in these playgrounds (mostly by sticking the librarians into other universes, xD)

i published 25 fics last year! and five of those fics were less than 1k, which i also really love. this year i really tried to let go of my idea that my fics Had to be more than 4k (and super polished) before they could see the light of day. i think my writing has been more fun and less stressful because of that.

i polished off 4 multi-year WIPs last year: but the verse is sweet, something out of a dream, don't wanna see you go (but it's not forever), and all we can do today. it felt so, so good to finally get those out there. the only one i have left from The Great Hiatus of 2021-2022 is éponine de bergerac. i will finish that someday, but i'm letting her take her time, because she deserves it. (i DID make good progress on that fic, which is something at least!)

most popular fic of the year was sit there in your heartache, which. is a spirk fic written right after a relevant episode, so not a surprise lol. the fic that surprised me most is actually the sisterhood of the travelling main character plotpoints -- i kinda expected that one to vanish quietly, but the hatchetfield fandom is WAY more active than i expected! which is very cool :D

the fic with the fewest hits was sidenote, which doesn't surprise me, since the librarians isn't a very active fandom and it's a rareship within the fandom anyway. the people who DID read it were very sweet, so i am very grateful for them. (i'm doing fic with the fewest hits because i feel like it's better to focus on that than What Didn't Get Kudos)

i started 2024 with 5 WIPs. i actually already finished one (and then immediately started its sequel, whoops) (shoutout to the ds9 modern au, i'll make a real post about that sometime). none of these fics are particularly progressed, but i'll keep working on them and try to find the Finishing A Project Dopamine from ficlets if i need it.

i didn't really have any Writing Goals for 2023 aside from doing any writing at all, lol. i think for 2024 i want to try to get more consistent with my writing -- instead of doing x number of words per month (which usually happen over 3-4 Big Writing Days), i'd rather try to write for 5 days out of every week, or something like that. we'll see what i can get done.

in the meantime: thank you guys for listening. i'm proud of what i did last year, and i'm excited to see what happens next year :D

#fic roundup #2023 #sb and l rambles #sb and l is writing #let's see what 2024 holds :eyes:

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ask-chef-teruteru · 11 months

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Just wanting to say im really happy to see this blog come back to life. It’s one of the only blogs that feel genuine to Teru’s character, and the only other blog I followed that was like this got deactivated a long time ago. I respect their wishes of course, I just would be lying if I said it didn’t still make me sad to think about.

I’m not apart of the fandom anymore myself, but I do like to check in now and then. :] so hello to you again, both Teru and admin! Hope you’re both doing okay.

[ I really appreciate hearing that 🥹 I know that I haven’t been around like I was back in my heyday, and sadly I feel as though I’ll never have the same kind of time and energy that I used to, but it still means a lot to know that something I did was enjoyed enough to be missed. Which, in retrospect sounds a little depressing or self depreciating to say, but I think I’ve mentioned at some point a while back that I never actually knew if anything would come of running this blog. Teruteru’s always been my favorite, but he’s of course not a fan favorite, and I started at a time where V3 was most talks about due to still being fairly new. There were probably a good 100+ blogs that I knew of, and I’d never actually run a blog before. I’d wanted to ever since I was probably 13, but the norm at that point was to answer each individual ask with a new piece of art, and my art wasn’t very good, and I had no access to a means of making digital art either, which as also the norm. DR having its own sprites really opened the door for me to even feel like I could try, and it meant a lot to actually get asks and interaction.

In those early days, I had fully tried to prepare myself for the possibility of it being a resounding failure, never garnering any interest whatsoever, and having to sweep it under the rug and pretend like it wouldn’t have hurt my feelings. Instead, however, I spoke with a lot of highly talented, kind individuals, and was allowed to thrive in a space I’d always wanted to be in. Being able to have this source of fun to turn to really got me through some rough points, and I’ll always be grateful for that.

The blogs that inspired me to start have long since gone, and several that I enjoyed down the line are gone too. Truth be told, I have no idea anymore as to how many are actually left, or if new ones still are created with any kind of regularity anymore, but I hope there are. The landscape isn’t as active and easy as it used to be, but I hope there are still people taking a chance on it and finding joy.

This wasn’t really meant to devolve into me getting nostalgic, so I hope you don’t mind. I believe I got a notification within the last few months of it being this blog’s fifth anniversary, so it’s hard not to reflect a little. My life is in a significantly different state than it was back then, in some ways for the better and in others for the significantly worse, so it just feels different coming back to it. I’d never delete it outright, especially not without saying anything, but there have been plenty of times when I’ve had myself convinced that I can’t come back to it because it’d been too long, maybe no one would care anymore, maybe I should’ve moved on by now, but then there’s always kind people like you who remind me that time has made me missed rather than forgotten, and that I don’t have to feel bad for not outgrowing an interest of mine.

I truly do appreciate you taking the time to send the kind words, so thank you very much! 🥰]

#asks #mod pantsu #[I may have outgrown that name though lmao #[I feel like I talk like I’m 80 and on my deathbed]#[let grampy tell you all about their DR ask blog]#[back when the spicy pictures used to be on the tumblr]#[me talking also makes me reconsider coming back because I listen to myself and go oof but]#[it’s already typed up and who am I to sacrifice authenticity to stop from being cringe]#[that’s part of the job title]

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ahdriking · 2 years

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10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 tags

Tagged by @kissporsche my favourite person 💕

LISTEN THIS WAS HARD (I also didn't make it easier on myself by any means) I don't tend to watch/consume a lot of stuff. I tend to find something I like and then sit in a pit with that IP for the next 10 years crying about it. So basically these are 10 of my most favourite creative IP's of all time, and the characters who have touched me deeply. Yeah, I went too deep, whatcha gon do bout it.

Kinnporsche - Porsche (Porsche's explosive stubbornness, his chaotic bisexual energy, his self-sacrificial tendencies and his traumatic childhood all make him the most interesting character in KP to me)

Captive Prince - Laurent (Laurent was with me for some of the most difficult years of my life. He was the first character I've ever read who was a 'bad survivor', someone who had experienced trauma that left them meaner and uglier to the world. I relate so much to his cruelty and detachment in the earlier books, and his eventual journey of self-forgiveness and acceptance was deeply meaningful to me as I went thru one of my own)

The Foxhole Court - Andrew (Another traumatised blond with anger issues! Andrew is a fucking asshole and he knows it, and he doesn't give a single shit about it. "I would still blow you." Is permanently seared onto my brain.)

Black Sails - Captain Flint (Just pass me the fucking tissues, cos this messy, violent, piece of shit has me sobbing on my knees whenever I think about him for too long. A tragic, fallen hero, willing to sacrifice whatever it takes for the sake of a greater good only they can see. A bitter, lonely man who had his happiness stolen cruelly from him. Flint is, to me, unquestionably, the most brilliant and compelling queer character I've ever seen on TV. I still can't get over this show)

The Witcher - Geralt (big sexy warrior man with long hair and muscles and a tragic backstory who goes around grumbling under his breath while saving the world, having to ponder moral quandries about the nature of evil. Need I say more.)

LOTR - Frodo (My first ever fandom! Lil baby Ahdri was having feelings over Frodo before she knew what those feelings were. Frodo represents something so deeply profound to me: a hero losing themself to the evil they so desperately fight. Frodo is corrupted by the ring slowly and agonisingly, he watches the world around him dim and lessen for it, but he never complains about the burden, and he never recovers from it either. The scene of him leaving for the undying lands has me sobbing every time. Frodo saved the world, and he lost himself.)

Mass Effect - Female Commander Shepard (Greatest game series of all time needs a suitably badass, memorably awesome protag. Fem!shep's voice actor Awoke something in me as a teen. I'll never not love my muscly N7 Marine bae going around the universe killing bad dudes and quipping jokes. Shepards emotional journey and eventual sacrifice in mass effect 3 left me genuinely Changed on my first playthru. Even tho this is a very blank slate character, I have such a strong vision of who MY shepard is, that it's never fucking left me.)

Spartacus - Spartacus (Fuck me this dude had a rough life. And that's why he's such a delicious character. So much pain, so much rage, so much violent hatred, all of it born from love and grief, enough to shake the foundations of an empire. Spartacus' tragedy is as inevitable as it is compelling.)

Dragon Age II - Fenris (PRETTY ELF BOY WITH A BIG SWORD. And trauma. Why is it always characters with trauma? The whole covered head to toe in tattoos that were so painful to receive his entire memory was wiped thing really does it for me)

Game of Thrones - Daenerys (I MEAN THE BOOKS. She's just an interesting, well written character with a lot going on. It's rare to find such a compelling female protagonist in popular fantasy. Teenage Ahdri had a thing for the dragon lady)

Just gonna tag a bunch of people who are really awesome, if you've done it already/don't want to then don't mind me, and have an amazing day! @i-got-the-feels, @punchlove-blog, @boysbeloving, @elmindredaniq, @kurtstiel, @rainbowcolored7, @mortimerlatrice, @dragonhotcoffee, @skinsharpenedteeth, @luckydragon10

#tag game #ahdris posts

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hood-ex · 2 years

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Hey Emily can you and your writer-reader friends help us with this? It's a long story so sorry for that.

Me and a couple close friends found an author in a new fandom, we've been more or less chatting with her anonymously for a few months now and she's pretty nice we share a lot of brainrots as writer-readers ourselves. This author is kind of a niche writer so it's understandable that she really wants her fans to leave comments and be openly supportive, within this time she even had a depressive episode due to lack of engagement and fandom wankery. All understandable really. She came back a while ago and is back in great mood, and she dropped new fics too.

The problem is, the newest fic was sad and dark, the characters were bitter and the ending was ambiguous, tags and summary conveyed that, it was all intentional and her own friends have been hyping it up as sad bitter dark fic (not problematic dark, just dramatically angsty and bleak that fits canon tonally)

One of us has been going thru a very rough time themself, spiraled badly it seems, and I didn't learn about it until today. They read the fic, not their type of fic at all but I think they just wanted to feel something even if it was negative, judging by the comment. They're a big commenter and they left a long comment detailing all the stuff they liked, quotes, and that they really liked how the ending was not necessarily happy. This started the problem. Now the writer is constantly talking about how she hates sad endings, shading sad/ bittersweet endings, got her friends to post a lot of Happy content about those characters all of a sudden, talking to her other anons like she's venting about my friend's comment and my friend who had been avoiding social media happened to check in once, only to find all of that on their dash. They're now really upset at themself.

It's a messy situation and Idk how to help. I got to talk to my friend after days and this is what I see. They're regretting everything from commenting to ever "bothering" that author by chatting with her like It Is A Mess okay, and of course I'm worried about my friend but Idk how to handle the situation so the author doesn't get any flame or thinks we're attacking her? Our other friend is not as invested so he's okay with dropping the author altogether. Please advise us fanfic veterans we need it badly.

As long as your friend didn’t write anything rude/mean in their comment, I don’t see how they’ve done anything wrong in this situation. It sounds like the author is overreacting to a harmless comment.

At this point, it might be best to no longer engage with the author about this particular fic/topic if it’s going to cause distress to any of the parties involved. It might be better for you and your friend to put some space between y’all and the author for now. Maybe unfollow her until she’s done ranting about this topic. Eliminate the stressor from your lives, y’know? It doesn’t mean you can’t still read and enjoy her fics in the meantime.

I’ve personally reached out to people through chat when a problem has arisen (I wouldn’t try this approach anonymously via an Ask). I like this approach because you can be more direct without outsiders (followers) being in your business. However, I know this approach can be intimidating, especially when you’re trying to talk to a larger blog. Your friend also might not want to risk getting further backlash from the author which is understandable.

If your friend does decide to take the direct conversation approach then remind them not to come off aggressive or super defensive. It doesn’t have to be a big deal. Just a simple, “Hey, sorry for bothering you. I’ve seen you making some posts about so-and-so and I wanted to apologize if it was because of the comment I made on so-and-so fic. Just wanted to let you know I didn’t mean anything bad by it/didn’t mean to imply anything negatively about you/your fics.”

There's really not much else you can do about the situation. Just reassure your friend that they didn't do anything wrong/don't deserve the backlash and then try and wait for the author to move past the topic. It's up to y'all on whether y'all want to still engage with this author in the future.

Best of luck to you 🖤.

#this reminds me of the time my mutual made a post and i thought it was about something i had posted earlier #so i messaged them and was like ''hey so sorry for the post i made. i didn't mean to ruin blahblah for you.''#and they messaged me back like ''oh you're good. my post was actually about some other people'' alskdjalka #so sometimes you think people are talking about you but they're actually talking about someone completely different #it's nice to have it cleared up though so that you're not secretly stressing about it for days on end #anon

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