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#I've been sucked into too many old obsessions recently
drdemonprince · 4 months
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the man I've been seeing is cagey about his age (recently figured he's late 30s early 40s) and it makes me so sad that he's had to lie about his youth to feel comfortable. I don't blame him (he's very handsome and passes well for ~30, maybe a bit younger) because everyone seems to get so /weird/ once you're a gay man pushing 40.
no real question here, I just wanted to contribute to the age gap discussion (I'm mid twenties, so it's anywhere from 10 to 20 years depending on how accurate I am lol)
Yeah, this is so real. I have age display turned off on Grindr and it makes a palpable difference in how people respond to me -- a much wider array of people are interested and don't make as many assumptions about me when they don't see the 35 next to my display name. Some people who are older than me have expressed interest and then bounced when I told them my age, which is pathetic. A friend of mine who is a straight woman says that now that she's 41 she gets weird insecure belittling comments from younger guys who are into her but have their own anxieties about age that they project onto her, and the moment she rejects anyone younger than her, they lash out about her age if they want to get under her skin. It sucks.
I am very happy to be the age that I am with all the experience that encompasses, and I am also a disabled person who is, developmentally, a lot closer to people significantly younger than me in some respects, and have a ton in common with people who are aging in many others. You really can't know anything about who a person is based on their age and we need to stop obsessing over generations as if they're a strong reflection of a person's personality and outlook, or their value. I know playful jubilliant 50- and 60-somethings who explore abandoned buildings and make crazy noise music and throw parties and I know 21 year old homebodies who go to bed at 9pm and have five cats and people of every age of every possible constellation of traits. my life is richer from knowing and being close to people in their early 20s all the way up to people in their 70s and spending time with those groups all as friends. and if the connection was right i'd date someone anywhere in that range too.
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cerridwen007 · 1 year
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Corruption of Innocence. Part 1.
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Pairing: Matt Murdock x f!reader.
Word count: 5K (18+) minors dni!
Summary: You are the main topic of daydreams that have recently been flooding Matt's mind. Ever since he met you, you've held a strong place in his head. Every part of him has become obsessed with you, the thought of loving you, growing old together and the thought of taking your innocence for himself frequently saturate his thoughts. 
Notes/warnings: SMUT, horny af Matt, possessive/obsessive Matt, soft Matt, dirty talk, oral (male receiving), suggesting of p in v, power dynamic, unhealthy relationship, obsessive reader, sub reader, virgin reader, dom Matt, masturbation, dirty talk, no use of y/n.
A/N: Okay like I said in bio, I am quite new to tumblr and fanfic writing so I'm experimenting with a few different writing styles/conventions, level of detail and overall subject in the fics. So if you want to let me know if you found this smut enjoyable/easy to read, that would be much appreciated thanks. Also I am currently writing part 2 and was going to wait till I was further into writing with that but I just couldn’t wait to post this. I love it too much. I just wanna add that I am so grateful for the love and interaction I've received on my writing. I honestly never would have thought that so many of you would read my work let alone enjoy it, so for that I thank you and hope I can continue to deliver pieces of writing y'all enjoy. 
Corruption of Innocence. Part 2.
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He was obsessed with you, like no man has been or ever will. Not that it was hard or anything, you were a very good looking girl that had turned a few heads in her time, but no one had seemed to appreciate you like he did. Matt had his fair share of relationship, hookups, onenight stands and such but none of them had fulfilled anything more that his animalistic want to fuck. 
You were a different breed, rare, one of a kind, everytime he touched you he felt chills that rain throughout his entire body, setting his soul on fire and freezing it simultaneously. It was like touching an angel, you were healing his soul.
“Ah Matt, are you okay, did you need something?” you asked, a little confused at the man who had been standing in front of you for a while now.
He had been daydreaming in front of you, he had thought of you many times in many different scenarios but he never had been lost in his thoughts of you in the same room, let alone right in front of you.
“Oh.. ah yeah that’s right I wanted to see if you could reschedule the appointment I had with the Lopez family for Thursday instead of Friday." Matt choked out.
“Sure. anything else, boss?” you asked innocently.
A million thoughts raced across his mind. You slowly but enthusiastically sucking his dick, taking all of his length that you could before you choked, pulling it back out and teasing the tip of your tongue, precum dripping into your mouth, with a single drop escaping from the corner of your mouth. You were not looking away as his head dropped back between his shoulders, a loud grunt coming from his throat as he exhaled. Every wet swipe of your tongue sent shivers down his spine. That little scenario was one of many that often flashed brightly across his mind like an advertisement.
Matt quickly cleared his throat and as subtly as he could dropped the case file he was holding a little lower in attempts to hide his growing excitement. “No, that will be all…. Thank you.”
He quickly walked away to try and dissect that awkward encounter alone in his office and if he could stop thinking about you, do some work too. Which was very unlikely. He closed the door to his office and sat down behind the desk in a huff. He put his face in his hands and deeply exhaled. He was very confused about many things all surrounding you. You were like his kryptonite and anti-venom all at once.
Ever since you entered his life 6 months ago, becoming his new assistant and eventually even entering his friend group, he had been fascinated by you (especially because you were so hard to read unlike everyone else in his life) which quickly led to obsession.
He had always been a charmer and good with girls even in university (though his skills have much increased since then). But it had always been easy for him to bed any girl he wanted and that wanted him. And knowing the slut he is, it was many, very frequently. But around you he often became awkward and struggled to get the right words out, if any at all.
He was both frustrated and loved that you made him this way, very different to the experience he had with other girls. You were so perfect in every way, kind, caring, funny, sassy when you wanted to be, intelligent, had many talents and hobbies, confident and more. Yet he had many conflicting thoughts about you.
He wanted to spend hours sensually kissing every inch of your body, to study it so he could know it like the back of his hand, yet he also wanted to make you scream out his name as he claimed your pussy was his and nobody else's. His daydreams of you were often filled with starting a family with you and meeting your family and adopting pets together then quickly turned into how fucking pretty you would look as you pathetically whimpered his name, too drunk on his cock to form any other words than that. 
He was torn about having dirty thoughts about you, especially having no idea if the feelings were reciprocated. On one hand he felt almost gross thinking such dirty thoughts about a girl who came across as quite innocent especially compared to his previous romances but on the other side of him, maybe even the devil in him got even more worked up thinking about taking your innocence and being the only one allowed to praise and use your body. Corrupting you for his own entertainment.
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You were a class A simp. Since early teen years, you had a problem with getting crushes and becoming obsessed with them. It started off like any crush of course giggling and blushing at everything they say about you, but soon it became more, too much in fact. You would put them on such a high pedestal you would disregard and not even acknowledge any questionable or bad traits they had, even if your friends tried to warn you about it. You would simply brush it off saying it was nothing. They would appear in your dreams frequently, you would often find yourself talking to yourself and daydreaming about what it would be like to be with them and spend the rest of your lives together. 
All this infatuation led to severe disappointment, after a long while; sometimes up to years and years, the hazy cloud of perfection that you viewed them through would slowly disappear for one reason or another and you would crumble. You were a very sensitive and emotional person so it felt like your heart was literally breaking every time this happened. All over some of the shittest guys that would barely even look your way. 
You had gotten alot better since then. It had taken a long time to get over and past this self spiralling routine you had; lots of counselling and long talks with friends and just a lot more focusing on yourself. In fact for the last 3 years you had managed to stay away from developing severely unhealthy crushes, just keeping it nice and casual with the few guys that you had briefly dated, reminding yourself to look out for red flags and not to put them on some sort of perfection pedestal in your mind. You were quite proud of yourself and it was going good till you met Matt Murdock.
Looking back at all the guys you had previously become attached to, they were all pretty shitty. Either they were misogynistic or racist or made snide and creepy jokes or all three. Matt was nothing like that. You made sure you kept notes of anything out of pocket he would say and how he would act around others and had found no red flags. 
Yes, he was a bit of a flirt with other women (which you would deny to yourself but made you a little jealous) but he would alway keep it respectful and know that the girl felt comfortable around him. Still you tried your best to not think or acknowledge him more than you have to at work and social gatherings, still determined to withhold the new values you kept for yourself involving men. But it sure was damn hard. He was pretty fucken perfect.
Over the last month, as much as you hated yourself for it, you found yourself again slipping into your old, bad habits. You tried everything to stop it, distracting yourself with cleaning and cooking and hanging out with friends and everything else you could think of. None of which did much at all. The one thing that did seem to help stop or slow your growing infatuation for Matt was one thing. 
You were inexperienced, and I'm talking very inexperienced. The furthest you had gotten was a very awkward teeth banging into each other's makeout session that resulted in chipping the guy's tooth. You always tried your best to forget that memory. Even though you had been on a few dates with a few different guys it never got very far because of your fear of intimacy. I mean don't get me wrong you would love to be fucked the shit out of and then cuddle after and do allsorts of dirty stuff in the bedroom. Lord knows you thought about it often but you never had the balls to actually do any of that stuff. 
Whenever there was an opportunity, you panicked and kept overthinking about everything. Does your breath smell bad, what if you accidentally bite him too hard, what if he is actually a mad scientist and he's going to steal your DNA and make a clone out of you?! All this stuff was actually just anxiety. The real reason you had never gotten very far is because you were scared, so scared of being so vulnerable with someone, letting them into your most secret thoughts and letting them see you whole, imperfections and all. You were so caught up in your insecurity, that you never let anyone truly in, afraid of not being good enough causing them to leave you. So when Matt had asked you if you wanted to hang out at his place tonight, one on one, since Karen, Foggy and Marci were all busy, you got really nervous and spit out an awkward “..Yes!... sure I'd love to.”
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“Great, I'll see you at 8 tonight.” Matt said calmly. But he wasn't calm at all. In fact he too was quite nervous as being with you in the office or in a group setting it was hard to keep his hands off you. Your scent drove him wild, oftentimes throughout the day at work he would have to sneak off to the bathroom and relieve himself, driven mad by your pheromones filling his nostrils, making his cock throb in pain. Imagining it was your soft hand or wet mouth relieving him instead.
He honestly didn't know what came over himself asking you to come over to his place by yourself so the two of you could hang. He had no clue how he was going to keep his dick under wraps having your strong scent be right under his nose at all times. He certainly wouldn't be able to sneak off to the bathroom during the night to ease the pain. The thoughts continually plagued his mind through the rest of the evening at work and throughout his walk home. He pushed the thoughts aside when he got home though, having instead to focus on tidying up his place a little and getting ready for you.
After giving his place a little clean up and ordering the takeout food in advance to come 30 mins after you arrive, he decided to have a shower to calm his nerves before you came. He turned on the water to the temperature he likes and stripped his clothes off, stepping in the shower he sighs deep, warm water relaxing his tension filled muscles. The hot spray easing his muscles, his mind begins to wander again. Without thinking one of his hands brush against thick thighs as he pictures how the awkward conversation earlier could have gone. 
“Sure,anything else boss?” you ask innocently.
Matt's friendly smile turns into a devilish grin. “ I might have one thing in mind that you could help me with, honey.”
You gulp nervously but intrigued. “And what would that be Mr. Murdock?”
Matt chuckles deeply and leans into the desk, very close to your face. “ Make my cock as wet as your pussy is getting right now!”
Matt slowly starts to stroke his firming dick, deep breathes concealed by the noise of the shower raining down on his broad back.
Your voice hitches in your throat as your cheeks redden a dark crimson, you nod and say “yes” in a small voice. You stand up from your desk and walk around to Matthew staring at you with a dark look in his covered eyes. You slowly get on your knees in front of him and begin to unbuckle his belt and undo his zipper. You warily look around for Foggy nearby in the office or anyone else visiting. Matt lifts up your chin softly and wipes his thumb over your bottom lip.
“Don't worry about anyone catching us sweetheart, I'm sure you'll make me cum before anyone finds us.” he smirks, giving you a tender rub on your cheek with his thumb before removing it.
Your cheeks continue to blush and you smile a little.You fasten your pace undoing Matt’s belt and pull down his dress pants. He reaches down and pulls his hard cock loose from his black boxers. You gasp a little intimidated by the sheer size of the veiny monster before you. Without thinking you grab the shaft firmly and put your lips around the head.  Matt quietly groans as his head falls back between his shoulders. You start to bob your head on his tip while stroking the rest of his length with your hand, slick from your saliva dripping down it. 
Breathing deeper and louder, Matt begins to stroke faster and harder on his throbbing cock in the shower. The steam and his sweat make his toned muscles glisten in the low light in the bathroom. Soft moans escape his lips as he strokes wishing like hell that it was your soft hands and mouth, pleasing him instead of his rough calloused hands.
You pussy throbs softly, your panties completely soaking.The smell and sound of your arousal make him growl deeply. Your hunger grows and grows the longer you suck his dick. Each time you bob your head down his shaft you try and take a little more of his length down your throat, desperately fighting back the urge to gag as tears begin to prick your eyes. You fasten your pace stroking him as his moans become louder, sensing he is close. Your teeth lightly graze him for a few seconds causing him to cum.
“Fuck!” Matt groans as he caresses his throbbing cock to the end of his high. 
You slurp up everything leaving no trace making Matt moan deeply. He reaches down to wipe away some droplets that have fallen out the corner of your mouth. Smirking he puts his flaccid cock back into his boxers and does up his pants zipper and belt.
“Fuck that was good, sweetheart!”
Foggy suddenly walks in on the two of you, not having a single clue about the activities that had just occurred seconds ago.
“What are you two doing ?” he asked. You both swiftly look back at Foggy.
“Oh… um… I was just helping Matt tie his shoe.”
Foggy raises his eyebrow in suspicion. 
“Yeah she was helping me cause I pulled my back last night… exercising.” Matt says cooly.
“Right! Exercising… yup, that makes sense!” Foggy replies back to Matt thinking he understood what Matt was covering for. “ Well I'm heading out to Josie’s to meet Karen and Marci who are already there, so I'll see you later?”
“Yup,we’ll be there Foggy!” you say peering from beside Matt's legs. Foggy grins and walks out. Matt waits till Foggy has left the office completely before telling you the coast is clear.
“Okay he is gone!”
“Whew, that was a bit close.” you say as you slowly stand on your sore knees.
“Yeah too close.”  he says while offering a hand up. You, looking at the ground, don't see it and accidently hit your head on it while standing up.
“ Oh shit! Are you okay?” Matt asks you, suddenly very seriously.
“Yeah, I'm okay.” you wince a little before laughing. Matt starts to laugh too.
He leans his forehead against the cool shower tile and deeply exhales. Letting the water wash away any remaining residue of his expulsion. God, not only did he want your body so bad but he also just wanted to be the one who you laugh with, the one who makes corny jokes that you try not to giggle at, the one who makes you smile lovingly at him when he says how pretty you look. Before he can get anymore lost in his thoughts, a knock at the door breaks him from his fantasies. 
“Shit.'' Matt mumbles under his breath even though you won't hear him (he forgets others don't have super hearing like him sometimes) and quickly scrambles to turn the water off and put a towel around his waist. He walks quickly down his hall and opens the door to your confused face, with your heart rate quickening.
“Uh sorry to greet you like this I…. lost track of time in the shower….. Uh but come in, come in. I'll just quickly change. But uh make yourself at home.”
You gulp, trying to not let your eyes wander too much at the sight of Matthew only in a small white towel hanging loosely on hips. His toned abs glisten in the light, still wet from his shower. His v-line looks deliciously good with a happy trail that leads down to the tiniest bit of dark hair you can see before the towel covers the view.
“Yeah, okay sure.” you say awkwardly as Matt steps aside letting you in and closes the door. He has a wide smirk on his face as walks slowly to his bedroom to change, noticing how your heart rate has spiked since you saw him, more than half naked.
You go to sit down on his cold leather couch and nervously begin to fiddle with your fingers, knees drawn tightly together, chewing the inside of your mouth as you do. What am I doing here? You think to yourself. It wouldn't be so bad if I just got up now and left, it wouldn't be that awkward avoiding Matt for the rest of my life right? I mean I'd probably have to quit my job if he didn't fire me out of pure hatred first though. 
Before you can spiral anymore, Matt walks in wearing a tight black t-shirt and light grey track pants and of course a small grin on his face. He goes to sit down beside you, so close he can easily feel your heat radiating off your body onto his. 
“So.. I ordered some Thai food earlier that should arrive in 25 minutes or so if that's cool, I would cook but…”
“Yeah, Thai food sounds good and yeah Karen told me that you're not a very skilled chef mainly due to the lack of ingredients you have on hand and that you don't really like grocery stores either. No offence of course.” 
“No offence taken… You’ve been talking with Karen about me?” he says, the corner of his mouth pulling upwards and one eyebrow raising.
You shuffle in your seat and feel your cheeks warm. Looking down at the ground awkwardly you respond.
“Uh.. Yeah, well I mean no…..well, not all the time of course….. I just, um there’s a few questions that I had about you that came up in conversation…naturally of course.”
He leans in near your ear and whispers. “Well, if there are any more questions that you have. I'm right here to answer them for you.” 
Your face grows redder, you draw in a sharp breath, your thighs unconsciously push together tighter as the heat starts to grow deep in your stomach, catching you off guard with his sultry tone. He notices your heart rate quickening, and the ever growing prominent taste of your arousal in the air. He breathes it in deeply, humming darkly as the sweet aroma fills his nostrils, subtly palming his growing excitement a little through his pants for some relief. He smirks, gathering all the more evidence to support his suspicion that you want him like he wants you.
“Well, I have one question.” you ask shyly.
“And what would that be, honey?”
Your breath hitches in your throat for a second, so you swallow and press on. “I have noticed sometimes that…. that you seem to be more sensitive, like a lot more sensitive to certain things then the rest of us. You pause for a second looking up at his face trying to read his expression before continuing on. “ For example when that squeaky client comes in for an appointment to talk about divorcing her husband, you always look miserable like you're getting a migraine just being near her and her annoying high-pitched voice.”
“Huh, sure seems like you’ve been watching me closely sweetheart.” he responds, teasing you.
Your heart seems to be beating out of your chest as he talks very close to your ear in a slightly deeper voice than his usual, each nickname he refers to you by only makes your pussy wetter. You're afraid that soon a tear will dribble down your leg if he keeps his flirtatious act up.
“Ah, forget I said anything.” you respond, quickly trying to dismiss the topic.
“No, keep going, it’s fine, seems like you care about me.”
“Well yeah, of course I care about you, you're my boss…. and my friend and I just wanted to know if there is anything that I can do… to make it easier for you in those situations I mean.”
Matt eyebrows raise, a little taken aback. Touched at how thoughtful and caring you are, his smile beaming brightly, knowing that you think about him more than just between your thighs, although he's pretty happy about that too. 
“Wow, that’s very kind of you to offer, but you don’t have to worry about me, I've gotten used to dealing with it.” He pauses. “ but… I mean if I suddenly can't deal with it and need some help…I'll let you know.”
You smile sweetly back at him. “Great.” 
 A moment passes between you comfortable in each other's presence before it changes back to sexual tension. You both lean in close, so close you can feel his breath on your lips. Your heart feels as though it will flutter right out of your chest. You bite your lip as Matt subtly licks his bottom lip and grins. His senses overwhelmed happily by your rapidly racing heart, the heat radiating off you and the strong scent of your arousal filling the air. Your eyes flutter close as you lean in further, lips softly brushing against one another. A knock at the door makes you pull back surprised and Matt leans his head down and sighs.
“Well, that’ll be the Thai food.” he tells you, a little annoyed.
You sit awkwardly on Matt’s couch in silence while he pays for the food and brings it to his coffee table. You both sit in silence a good 5 minutes into your meal before you speak, neither party knowing how to seamlessly carry on from the conversation you had before or the almost kiss. You work up the nerve to speak and clear your throat.
“How did you become blind Matt?” you ask him blatantly, catching him off guard. “You don’t have to tell me if you don't want to or you're not comfortable or anything…but I never asked you because I assumed it might be rude but if it's alright I'm curious to know about it.”
“No, it's fine, I can tell you.” Matt takes a deep breath before starting his story. As he speaks, you feel yourself hanging onto every word he says, your eyebrows creased together, listening to him speak about his sorrowful story.
As he finishes talking, you can’t help but stare at him in awe at how much he has been through, yet he still keeps a smile on his face everyday and manages to be such a joyful light in everyone's path he crosses. You feel yourself falling for this man more and more as he opens up to you and shows you a side that you have never seen. You then think “fuck” how am I going to get over this man when he lets me inevitably lets you down, thinking back to your previous obsessive one-sided relationships. God dammit, you were in love with this man.
Matt looks down at his feet feeling a little melancholic after talking about such a sensitive topic for him.
“Thank you… thanks for being so open with me… I know how hard it can be to fully open up and be vulnerable like that.”
Matt smiles, nodding. “Thank you for listening.”
Another silent pause ensues between you, yet this time it's comfortable. Like two longtime friends who have grown to enjoy sitting comfortably in each other's presence without the need for words.
Matt suddenly chuckles to himself. You look at him confused but smiling, fork halfway to your mouth before you stop. “What?”
“Nothing.” Matt says, still smiling to himself.
“No it's not, what is it? Tell me!” you say getting a little impatient, still with a grin.
“Oh it's just some old, dumb question that I used to ask the guys at uni, whenever there was a lull in conversation to lighten the mood.”
“Okay, well ask me then.”
Matt stares at you for a second, grinning before asking you.
“Okay fine. When was the last time you….you know, (you raise your eyebrow intrigued) masterbated?”
“Oh?” you respond blushing, not expecting him to ask you that.
“You don't have to answer that if you don't want to… I shouldn't have said anything, like I said it was a dumb thing I did in college an-” Matt rushes to say.
You giggle, smiling. “No it's fine, I'll answer… I just didn't expect that was what you were going to say.”
Matt smiles shyly. 
“Uh it was like 2 days ago I think.” 
“Oh, cool….cool.” Matt gulping, can't help but let his mind run to thinking about you masturbating to the thought of him. Using your fingers feverishly to try to stimulate the longing you had for him to be between your thighs instead. Crying out his name over and over wishing it was him filling your hole instead of your fingers. Matt is brought back into consciousness when you speak.
“So what about you, when did you last beat your meat?”
Matt chuckles again, at your interesting way of saying masturbate before thinking back to the activity he had just finished doing in the shower before you arrived.
“Uh, earlier today.”
“Okay… but when is ‘earlier’.”
Matt exhales, hoping his answer will make you wet at the thought of. “Before you got here, in the shower.” Matt leans in closer to you, his lips ghosting your ear, his smile turning into a sinful grin. “Actually, right before you got here, sweetheart.” he says darkly.
Your body acts on its own. Goosebumps run throughout your body, your heat pooling once again between your thighs as a quiet but clear moan escapes your lips. Not holding back at all Matt carries on.
“Does that turn you on,sweetheart?” Matt purrs, putting your takeout containers on his coffee table. You bite your lip trying to suppress another whimper leaving your mouth. “Does it make you wet just thinking about how I fucked into my hand moments before you arrived…thinking about you?” he growls. You look at him.
“Matt..” you ask breathlessly. For once your over-thinking brain can’t pull you from the present, too hypnotised by the low seductive words leaving Matt smirking mouth, each word making your panties more and more drenched.
“What sweetheart? Wanna know what I was thinking about when I came?” 
You whimper, nodding. Matt puts his hand on the top of your thigh lightly, slowly rubbing it back and forth. He takes a deep breath of your addicting arousal. He swallows hard, eyes shutting for a second. His cock throbs, straining against his boxers. 
“I was thinking about your pretty little mouth, tightly wrapped around my dick in the office. So hungry to take every inch you could, so enthusiastically licking up every drop of mine.” 
Matt, noticing how flustered you were getting, puts his hand on your inner thighs and rubs it closer to your warming middle. 
“I think of you often while I fuck into my hand. Think about fucking you so hard that you’re pathetically falling apart on my cock, failing to say any words other than my name.”
You're so horny, you're struggling to keep from touching yourself right now or even better using Matt’s hand to fuck you instead. You look down and see how tightly wound up Matt is too, which causes your pussy to painfully throb, needing him to fill you up badly. 
Panting, you lean in closer to Matt, letting your lips brush against one another before making contact. The kiss at first soft and sweet quickly deepens into something hungrier, lustful. Matt wraps his hands around your jaw, tightly securing your face to his. His tongue suddenly shoots out of his mouth and makes its way in yours. You can’t help but moan loudly in his mouth, his hands start roaming your body. He goes to put his hand on your panties but you suddenly pull away.
“Ooh did I go too fast? Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable? Matt rushes to say, looking concerned.
“Oh no, no… it’s not you at all, it's just…i’ve never really done this before.” you sigh and quietly whisper “I…I..I’m a virgin.”
Matt smiles a little trying to ignore the twitch that your words made his cock feel.
“That's all sweetheart?” 
“Your not repulsed by that, the fact that I don’t know what I'm doing, that I don’t know how to please a man-”
“Not at all…if im being honest sweetheart.” he leans in and whispers, making you shiver. “It makes me want you more.”
You bite your lip surprised by his reaction, a shaky exhale leaving your mouth. He looks at you, eyes full of lust.
“Do you want me to continue?” he says, gesturing down to your thighs.
You nod and he pauses waiting for a verbal response.
“Yes. Yes Matt, I want you to touch me.”
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colgatebluemintygel · 10 months
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hey toothpaste! got any good fic recs for me to read?
hello little moth friend !! YES i do <3 admittedly i have spent most of my free time recently in the trenches of captive prince fic lolza........... but i have many r/s fics (ft. 1 rogue james/regulus fic) that i've read and loved over the past few months <3 so without further ado ::::
long live living (if living can be this) by excaliburned
SCREAM i had to start this list with my very favourite comfort fic <333 the oblivious/jealous sirius blueprint! fic of All time! i love love loooove this one, truly i adore it <33
the weather inside by earlybloomingparentheses
this fic.... fakkk i re-read it recently and was just as affected by it as i was the first time i read it. i feel like i can't say too much here without hashtag exposing myself but i truly adore it. for me personally, it scratches n soothes the rawest of wounds <3
the making of the map by fox_pitch
this is one of my favourite canon verse fics, and although it was written semi-recently it still very much has that old-school mwpp feel <33 it's the perfect balance of angst and humour ft. top tier pining ;;; i truly lose my mind every time i read this 🤭
storm and stress by @mblematic
an all timer ‼️‼️‼️ sirius durmstrang AU ‼️‼️‼️ i love this fic so much, they're so sweet, so much crush crush crushingggg (i love it when they do that), this remus in particular is so....... 🤭🤭... i want to pat his head. this is another of my all-time favourite comfort fics <333 truly LOVELY
this hell (is better with you) by @maybebabyplease
i don't often read jegulus, but if it's em writing i'd read it every day PLEEK i love this fic..... it's saurr funny, james's internal voice is so well done, and REGULUS.......... :'-)))))) ..... altho i am listed as a beta, do not be fooled... i did very little other than gush n giggle n go insane in the comments.... i will forever be obsessed with this iteration of them. i cannot say enough good things about em's writing, and this fic !! searing capitalist critique ft. a love story about an angel and a demon, w equal parts heart and humour ...... HELLOUGH .... teslas being the official Car of hell never ceases 2 make me giggle 🤭
you wouldn't like me by @crushofdoves
GAHHHHHH i finally caught up with ywlm recently (i'd been saving it for a rainy day... the days are very rainy atm) and it's just <333 so Gender and lovely and full of heart and makes me feel so nostalgic in the most delightful way <3 i have so much to say about this one and haven't quite found the words yet, but all i'll say for now is that i will probably forever associate caring is creepy with this fic and that song is one of my favourite songs of all time so. that's when you know xxx (also remus literally sucks the strap.... like.... hello🖐️....)
shorn and scarred and yours by @lynxindisguise
thee slytherin sirius fic of my dreams i am not kidding i truly adore this fic so so much !!! it made me go absolutely insane and pulled me headfirst out of a truly awful reading slump and i have not looked back since 💋💋 this sirius (and remus!) are so special to me <333 every now n again, as i'm going about my day, i randomly remember sirius starting a cult and have a little giggle to myself🤭
there are so many others that i know i'm forgetting ... so stay tuned for pt. 2 :o))))
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epicsauce · 1 year
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pleeease keep talking about toys...i think this is interesting and smth i've never thought too hard about but it makes sense and i like to hear your opinions on modern toys
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holy shit okay !! i would love to ramble on so, i shall!
okay im no expert on toy sales history, this is all just observation from my life experiences and i'll try to keep each part i want to go over relatively short!
that being said lets start with a small one that i've personally noticed as a canadian: Kinder egg toys! i remember when they used to come with like 4-8+ pieces, and you needed the included step by step manual to assemble them. they would often come with sticker sheets to decorate them with, and they would often be articulated or be set on wheels or have some sort of fun or movement or general functionality to them:
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dont those look awesome? wrapped in 2 kinds of chocolate, and for only like 2$! i remember they would come in all shapes and sizes, all sorts of animals and vehicles and sometimes freaky little abominations, as you can see above, and sometimes even puzzles! they were such a special treat as a kid.
but kinder eggs now? come with a maximum of like 3 pieces that just snap together (usually the front and back of the toy, and then the platform they stand on). and thats all they mostly are now, stiff toys that stand on platforms wahhooooo yippeee
idk just look at the quality difference from the old ones above compared to some of the new ones:
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like..... these are..... nothing! literally nothing. just a figure snapped to a pole/platform and thats it! not very interesting for more than 3 minutes max.
now i know what you're thinking: "not ALL of the old kinder toys had to have been bangers" and you'd be right, some were lame as hell, but even the lame ones from before look more intricate than the ones we have now, like can you see what i mean, just detail-wise?
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it just feels so cheap and shitty, i could go on and on but more is explained later. point is, it sucks.
anyway that's a very small example and we can move onto bigger and better ones, and maybe even one that everyone else might have noticed by now; McDonald's toys! remember when they were actually toys?
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and not just stiff figurines?
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(the minions franchise was like CRACK for companies who love making profit off of nothing but stiff rounded plastic. probably the cheapest form of "toy" i can think of)
and yeah, again, its not like there werent figurines back in the day too, there's ALWAYS been lame as hell mcdonalds toys, but looking among many modern mcdonalds toys, you dont see anything as cool as the old ones. literally every major modern movie/franchise right now is nothing but figurines. the most recent actually interactive mcd's toy ive seen is when they collabed with hasbro games
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again, companies just seem to be pumping out quantities over quality.
but why?
well, for starters toys are becoming cheaper (both in price and quality) because prices have sky rocketed and stores are forced to only stock cheaper things, therefore the cheap things sell the most, and then more of them get made, and statistics get fucked, etc etc the cycle repeats.
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but toy companies know one thing, and that's that things that are "cuter" always sell more. "cuter" being used with vitriol because their idea of 'cute' is 'more glitter and sparkles and rainbow colours and obnoxiousness' oh, and dont forget the huge soulless bug eyes on all of them!
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i know that people love these things, but theyre so..... uncanny. their stare is piercing, their stance is so stiff, i always felt bad actually playing with the only one of these i had growing up, and not just because it freaked me out, it just genuinely didnt feel good to play with.
and i knoowwwww people are obsessed with these things, but come on, you have to admit theyre SO unoriginal! theyre just cookie cutter shapes!
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these things are horrifying and, at best, belong on a shelf.
these "beany boos" are so woobified and almost feel like a flanderized version of a stuffed animal, and they've completely taken over "beanie babies", which were wonderful soft little things that actually had movement and weren't stiff to cuddle! I also feel like they're almost trying to copy what webkinz was, in a way, as some of those were stiff too (but still loveable and not burdened with an uncanny, vacant stare)
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anyway this is getting insanely long and im sorry but i feel like im going insane every time i see new toys nowadays. the like.... "cuteification" of everything is driving me insane, and the fact that they are simply just lower quality than what we used to get, because of prices rising and causing easy-to-make things to become more and more popular.
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extreme woobifying or "cuteification" by almost completely removing all horse anatomy in favour of thin limbs, heavy makeup eyes that are now on the front of her face, and modern influencer eyebrows. on a horse.
and the extreme-simplifying of toys can be seen quite well on those mini polly pocket sets!! see this one here?
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almost allllll of those little plastic things could be rotated or rearranged or moved or fucked with in some manner, it was awesome. i loved these miniature houses they always came with so much shit. wanna guess what the newer ones look like?
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you guessed it, like shit!!
man even beyblades used to come with like, all sorts of different pieces both metal and plastic alike, and you had to assemble them yourself and you could interchange pieces to obtain a different weight which would affect your attacks against other beyblades, etc etc:
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and looking at them now? they seem to be mostly made of- yep, you guessed it, hard cheap plastic.
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anyway holy shit i literally reached the 30 image limit on a single post tumblr really said thats ENOUGH !! i cant believe i just spent that long talking about the worlds most pointless thing but at any rate i hope you enjoyed it and i hope you see my vision. because like i said im not insanely knowledgeable on any of this in particular, but its hard not to notice the decline in quality of all of todays modern toys.
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tell me your thoughts on something (anything) (talk for as long or as short as you want)
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ok i've been looking for a reason to talk about this for a while and im just gonna go off the rails here
i recently started watching Colin LooksBack's disney villain retrospectives and I'm so damn obsessed with them. I've mentioned this before, I'm a disney fan through and through. No matter how much I painfully despise so many of their recent movies, nostalgia and the hope of finding something as good as their classics keeps me coming back, as disappointed as I am with their recent features from all sides of the company
I'm especially a disney history fan, I love learning about the first few decades of this company for some reason, their movies from that time aren't even my favorites but just all the old concept art and ideas from the imagineers is so cool to me. Mary Blair's work specifically, her art for Cinderella is stunning.
Disney villains specifically have just always been amazing to me. I was obsessed with Ursula as a kid, I thought she was the coolest freaking character. I love her design, her voice is amazing, I adored her then and I still do.
If we're talking about disney content creators though? Avelo (formerly known as Dreamsounds) has my heart and soul. Her videos are everything to me, they got me through covid. I was so sad when she left when she was getting her bottom surgery, worried she'd never return. I audibly gasped when I saw her return video show up on my recommended because I love her videos that much, and still do, even if it's not as disney focused.
I dunno, I think my disney obsession and Kingdom Hearts obsession go hand in hand (hah, that's a kingdom hearts song). I mean KH and disney are tied together by nature, but I got into KH for the disney. I found my moms old kh1 copy a while ago and I wished I could have the chance to play it on the ps2 (which we sadly don't have anymore). I haven't ever finished kh1, the controls are too clunky and I hate that stupid fucking camera. Even still, it's a game that matters to me a lot. KH2 does more for me in the end though, I reset the game so often just to play through Roxas's section in twilight town. it's nostalgic, not even just for playing kh but it's the type of fun me and my friends would have during our summer vacation. seeing roxas's life fall apart is scary because in some way i relate, the friendship he had with hayner, pence, and olette in the data twilight town wasnt real, and neither were my friendships with those people.
back to more regular disney, i fucking love the disney parks. honestly im so nostalgic for fastpass, i miss needing to go up to those little stands and put it on some card. i hate genie+ and lightning lane because it feels much less personal, so do the disney parks in general for me now. maybe it's because i'm getting older, i wouldnt be surprised if that was the case. even still, i love going. i mean cinderellas castle is my damn wallpaper (godddd i love that wallpaper so much....) and there are multiple of these "disney parks music" videos that i will actively use to fall asleep because idk nostalgia is a bitch. the boardwalk one is a personal favorite of mine, something about it just hits for me. me and my family went right after covid started to slow down, the boardwalk was having a soft opening and we got in for cheap. we got this amazing room overlooking the boardwalk itself, and for lack of a better word the vibes were incredible. like... WOW. we drove down, it sucked because it was exhausting and i cant be in small spaces like that for too long, but in the end it could've been worse. i had given myself this challenge to watch all the disney movies before going, i finished encanto on that drive. it's what got me back into so many of them, treasure planet specifically. it feels like every year ill just find myself obsessing over one specific disney movie around this time, last year it was tp and the tinkerbell movies. this year id say it's alice in wonderland, which ive had an obsession with for years. it's just a plotless fun movie with memorable characters that mean something to me. i dunno, im a sucker for anything nostalgic, twisted is my favorite starkid show for a reason, and i don't just love kh for it's crazy plot and characters (although that's most of it)
sorry this is REALLYYY long.....
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sunnysssol · 1 year
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Tag Game To Better Know You! Send this to people you’d like to know better!
Tagged by three different people AHWJFIDJ @gremlins-hotel , @fumblingmusings and @modernday-jay !!! Thank you guys for the tag! 💖 Sorry it took me a while to get to it 😭 depression on top of hell week is a different kind of beast. Anyway! Onwards!!
What book are you currently reading?
☆ I haven't read much books at all this year, but I really wanna pick up Dune again! I got halfway through Dune Messiah in 2020 and it's been forever 😭 My reading list is ever expanding, I just really need to find time and motivation 🥲
What’s your favorite movie that you saw in theatres this year?
☆ I have not gone to the theaters at all this year! I've been out and about but yeah. All the movies I watched this year were watched from the comfort of my own bedroom. But as for my favorite movie this year, it's either "Pearl" by Ti West or "Everything, Everywhere, All At Once" by Daniel Kwan and Daniel Scheinert. I liked Pearl better than X just because... Idk, I think I was more disturbed by the emotional drama than the actual story LOL and as for EEAAO, that one is a classic I feel like I've seen at least five mutuals rave about it JDJCJ and it's well deserved! I wanted to watch it with family but I kept chickening out– it hits a little too close to home I think 🥲 then there's Incantation too, that movie had some really unsettling imagery and I got really invested into the story of the main character trying her absolute hardest to save her daughter against the powers of a hostile otherworldly being. It's really neat!
What do you usually wear?
☆ I live in a tropical country, so it's the shirt-shorts-flip flops combo usually LOL although once in a while I'll switch it up and wear pajama pants :p
How tall are you?
☆ I'm 5'3", or 160 cm !!!
What’s your Star Sign? Do you share a birthday with a celebrity or a historical event?
☆ Cancer! Not sure about any celebrities, but I do share my birthday with the debut of the Northrop Grumman B-2 Spirit in 1989 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and I thought that was cool LOL
Do you go by your name or a nick-name?
☆ I go by Sol, which is more of a pseudonym than a nickname. But I also use Marie, which *is* a shorter version of my real name and also, I have used "Peppa" very recently because my profile pictures when I was in the middle of my "join as many discord servers as possible" phase was Peppa Pig and it stuck 😭
Did you grow up to become what you wanted to be when you were a child?
☆ Not yet, but i'm getting there! Getting that education and whatnot 🤓
Are you in a relationship? If not, who is your crush if you have one?
☆ I am deeply in love with one Alfred F. Jones ☝
What’s something you’re good at vs. something you’re bad at?
☆ I'm good at everything but also bad at everything 💖 I hope that helps!
Dogs or cats?
☆ I can't choose 😭 they are both so important to me actually
What’s something you would like to create content for?
☆ (VIBRATES WITH BARELY CONTAINED EXCITEMENT AND CREATES A LOW HUMMING SOUND) uh yknow. stuff
What’s something you’re currently obsessed with?
☆ The Walking Dead!!! But also, perhaps cartoons because I've been watching Adventure Time and Bluey 🗿
What’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year?
☆ Not to be a downer but this year as a whole sucked LOL some significant highlights in the lows of course (e.g. meeting my besties, getting back into an old beloved fandom, etc), but I just really thought things would be different by now. Guess not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
What’s a hidden talent of yours?
☆ All talents are hidden if you're anxious enough 😏 (it's lying. for some reason people always believe me 😭 I only use it for stupid shit too so HEJFJD)
Are you religious?
☆ Religion interests me, if not for the historical and cultural impact then maybe for the art that is created because of it! My religious background is Roman Catholicism, born and raised and all that, but my family stopped going to church a while back and we haven't gone back since unless it was for a wedding or a baptism. Do I believe in the Christian God? Not really... I do believe there is a higher power out there, if that makes sense. I just don't subscribe to the ideas of any religion. I guess this makes me agnostic.
What’s something you wish to have at this moment?
☆ 600 million dollars in my bank account 💅
Tagging @myrddin-wylt , @daisy-dumpling , @majormeilani , @j0succ and whoever else wants to do it!! 💖 and if I tagged you there's no pressure to do this !! Jdjfjfjf 💖💖💖
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bibblex1 · 1 year
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Hi my name is a Bibble, I am a femme enby 17 year old who lives in Australia but was born in New Zealand. My life overall isn't that interesting but I'd consider it relatable and very random which in some cases I think it's the simplest things in life that people should take notice of. I mean why does everyone have to blog about there fun and exhilarating vacations or there passionate fitness life? not saying that's every blog but it's those that seem to get very popular. I'm not what you'd consider super exciting but I do have a few things in my life going on such as recently I got a tongue piercing. It's been 5 days since I initially got it and overall it's not too painful I barely notice it really besides the fact I now have a horrible lisps. I do hate that, it's almost impossible to say anything without slurring on my words when I'm geeking out which truly sucks but this is only temporary. I could've had an infection by now or chipped my teeth horribly so I guess it's not the end of the world.
Anyways, l happen to make a few dumb decisions and have alot of thoughts and rambles like currently I haven't been going to school. I'm in my last senior year or Grade 12 and it's been hell. It really makes me consider whether I want to go on and do college at all. I mean I'm actually quiet smart but it's my inability to focus and actually get shit done that holds me back. Of course that's the case for most teenagers, it's not like I'm an outlier or anything and yet it's these next six months that will apparently decide my future. I don't like to let that get to me, schools not the most important thing. it's truly not the end of the world if I fail or even if I pass and do amazingly well, does it really matter? I say this and have to wonder if that's exactly what someone who is doing not so great would say and if I'm perhaps lying too myself but again I simply just don't care enough to give it any deeper thought. Highschool will come through and be over its not forever. I guess that's why I look towards the future opportunities and how my life will play out and how the decisions Ive made have led me to this point.
As I continue to ramble I remember back to what made me begin blogging in the first place. 'Solitaire' by Alice Oseman, finding out Tori Springs blogs made me feel some what comforted. I have always been partial to keeping a diary but I was never consistent enough to stay on track with it. I thought that a blog is essentially like a diary right? Maybe and maybe not but either way I like typing out my little word vomits for people to read about and put there own opinions on and even if this blog doesn't get that popular that's okay. Having a healthy outlet to clear your mind is always super important and as you could guess I'm not using a template or anything to format these blogs. Now to get a deeper look into who I am as a person. I enjoy music, art, video games and reading. I used to be super into anime and fandoms but I guess maturing has changed me. I'll never forget those points of my life but I'm alot happier now, but that's only due to the fact I've moved onto new obsessions. Lately I've been super into the game Monster Hunter World. Ive always been into the Monster Hunter franchise, ever since I had a 3DS Ive played the games. the release of MHW was mind blowing to me. Id never seen a Monster Hunter game so extravagant and lush with the amazing visuals and storyline. this was the first ever story game that got me truly invested and I remember spending hours and hours constantly playing and grinding. I'm not going to say it's an indie game or anything but it's not very active anymore, many people who play it are either extreme try hards or beginners speeding running with the defender set. No matter how you play though, the game will always be interesting, something about the way it fully immerses me is just so captivating. I find myself returning back to it at least every once and a month and it's times like those that make me happy. So much so I started to fall off the face of the earth for alittle bit, and yet I love it. I love those little moments in life where you truly have to do nothing. Maybe that's a bad mindset to have but I'm only human.
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xoteajays · 9 months
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So I sent you pictures of the face claims for my characters.. I may use them for other fandoms too. Anyway. They are how I visualized any of my characters. And their personalities seem fitting for their gangs.
That's why I hate fandoms. I enjoy doing things at my own pace but it gets ruined because you feel like have to rush to enjoy these fandoms at the same time as everyone else, instead of getting into the fandom at their own timing. That's why I stay to myself, maybe stick to only a few close people who have lots of the same things in common - if I'm lucky - just so I can converse with people about things.
I hate how people automatically move on to the next thing, like you've completely forgotten the people and things you recently enjoying.
It's angers me about people nowadays.
I love the whole soundtrack, the music videos (the trailer videos and also actual music videos for the franchise). And I hate to admit that... Only because some of the music is traditionally the genres I prefer to listen to. But there are many songs and music videos I really did enjoy though. I still can't get the White Rascals theme out of my head.
Normally I'm not into romantic men, but Rocky is definitely a whole exception for me. You can't convince me his not a generous lover with his partner, whoever you decide to ship him with.
Actually.. I might have a lot list of kinks I can imagine between him and his woman.
At least I can say that one of the romantic relationships for my story is between Rocky Mutsugi and an original character. I'm still figuring out the other relationships though.
That's how I am. Kinda. Doesn't help that I write like how I speak, so a lot of my writing can be repetitive in a obsessively verbose way. I may have to try working on that. If I'm able to. I don't know if I can do that.
That's what I've been doing. Sometimes I take certain types of details seriously, and other times I'm trying to have fun with it if I can.
A lot of female fans were upset about how many female characters were barely in the franchise, it seemed the female characters actually appeared less in the movies than in the show.
Naomi appeared the most, occasionally the Strawberry Girls - more in the show rather than the movies. Miho never appeared again after she broke up with Nobara. Sarah is mainly seen in the background in the Mighty Warriors scenes, she only talks a few times throughout all the series too. Lara (Lala) and Eri are only included with there are any scenes involving Smokey or the Rude Boys. And, obviously, Yamato's mother and the woman who owns the bar. Oh! And Nikki in a couple scenes, only because Nikki and Tettsu were in this brief relationship.
I'll give you canonically trivia. Yamato's mother and the mothers of the Strawberry girls, they're the original Strawberry Girls before passing it on the their daughters. That was mentioned in the spinoff show for the background characters that you'd learn more about, but that was the spinoff show only available in Japan. Someone translated it.
And someone - I think the same person - translated a scene from the spinoff show about the background characters where the Naomi was with the Strawberry Girls, discussing which SWORD leader would be better to date. Which is funny considering Naomi's crush on Yamato and Oshiage's crush on Murayama.
And before I forget. When you watched the music videos.. Did you see the video for Strawberry Sadistic by E-Girls? The girls are dressed up and acting like the female gender bent equivalent to the SWORD gangs. The actresses of Naomi and Oshiage are dressed up as Oya characters if that might be entertaining for you.
Just thought I'd share that.
yea fandom nowadays kinda sucks. there’s a few people left over from the old ways of doing things, but a lot of people are just running through fandoms and then quickly abandoning them after like a month. it’s a real shame. i miss the days of fandoms spanning for years after shows ended.
i went on a whole multi-hour binge watch of the exile tribe music videos (a lot of the jsb ones tbh). i really liked a lot of them and the videos are fun to watch. i’ve watched the ‘higher ground’ video so many times now. i also love ‘break into the dark’ and ‘run this town’.
rocky definitely grew on me the more i watched, hyuga too tbh. i loved nearly all the characters. murayama definitely ranks highest for me. love that boy 🩵
my oc is def a murayama ship, though i’m toying around with a poly oc/murayama/cobra (au?) idea. she’s got connections with hyuga and ryu too tho.
the girls definitely didnt get as much development as the guys, which is a shame because they had potential to be more interesting characters. i was really expecting yamato and naomi to get together but they never really made a move towards developing it into anything. i did see that music video, i liked it! it was fun to see the girls dressing up in the aesthetics of the groups (or, well, rb and oya at least).
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sorry for the delay!!! thank u for the music asks!!
3. a song you really like by an artist you otherwise don’t listen to very much (whether that’s because you usually don’t like their music, or just because you haven’t listened to the rest yet): oh oh well I just found one yesterday- good times by the rolling stones. i know it's bad i haven't listened to them much yet but there's just. so so much to listen to !! good times is so cute and i love "we gon' stay here 'til we soothe that soul" (conflicting lyric sources say different things but this is how i hear it and how i like it so) i just feel like this is where i'm at rn and it's a nice... affirmation/reminder !!!
13. if you could talk to any musician, who would it be? what would you want to say? my social anxiety is too bad to even entertain this notion fsdhgs but... there's so many but i think i just have to go with roger daltrey, i love old roger so much he's really sweet and seems to give really in depth and enjoyable responses a lot of the time... it would be really interesting to talk to him about songs he's written because a couple of times scouring every interview available online i've heard him mention that no he never wrote songs for the who and he never really showed his songs to anyone etc. and i think i even heard him say that heather told him his songs were really good and he should show them to the band but he never did (or maybe i just made that up gkfsh) anyway i would like to chat to him about that, and also about what bird species he's seen on his property because in a more recent interview he said he's seen 52 species of birds (i think he said nesting in his yard even?) and as a bird lover. i just am obsessed with him out here birdwatching <33 and keeping a LIST of the birds in his yard :))) it's really sweet.
23. name a song that you associate with being sad well a lot of ricky nelson, down home and string along particularly (which sucks because those are the best and i want to listen to them more but. sad.) also melancholy man by the moody blues is pretty obvious but wow. most sad songs sort of just comfort me when i'm down, even if they don't lift my spirits but melancholy man is like. i know better than to listen to it when im sad. i did it a couple times and it makes me so miserable fkdsh but if i'm in a fine mood i love to listen to it :)
33. do you wear a lot of band t-shirts? if so, do you like it when strangers comment on them? I haven't up until this point just because i haven't had comfortable ones but i've got myself a new Who shirt, a Queen shirt, an LZ shirt, and a Beatles shirt now, so from here on out, yes i do! and YES i would love for people to comment on them <3 all my favorite conversations have been with strangers about musicians (like the guy who saw my paul drawing and we got all worked up about the beatles and he was nearly shouting "george harrison was /25/!!!!!!" regarding get back gdskfhg... and the ladies in nyc when i was recreating the kids are alright album cover who went "you're too young for the who!" and everyone who has ever sat next to me at a concert... actually i need a shirt that says "talk to me about classic rock" haha)
y'all can send me some numbers for the music asks if you want!!
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jjungkookislife · 2 years
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Hello! I just wanted to say I really love your writing!!! I saw in some tags you had felt like deleting the other day and that made me so sad :( of course do what is right for you but I hope you don't delete. I know for me personally I don't interact with fics the right way I guess. I always heart them and I send asks to tell the author I liked them but I don't reblog them usually. I didn't know that just 'liking' the fics was discouraging :(( I'll try to reblog and comment directly on the fics more now but idk I just wanted to let you know that there are probably more readers like me and hopefully they'll let you know their feelings as well 😊 you're a really good writer and I hope you keep writing, no matter the platform, bc it's a gift!! 😄❤
Hello! Thank you! I'm so glad you're here! <3
Ah yes, i didn't think people would read the tags, i tend to word dump on there lol but yes I've been thinking of deleting for about a year and every time i go to do it, i hold back because i have 4 years of memories both good and bad on here and the good definitely outweigh the bad but it's hard to not want to be on here but also obsessively coming on multiple times a day. I even offloaded the app and here i am again not even 48 hours later.
There's nothing wrong with giving them a heart and moving on, but I usually have spam likes and then no reblogs, comments or asks. I remember someone asked if they could reblog a bunch of them all at once and that's fine. and I get it, sometimes my brain is pfttttttt and i can't think of anything to add to the tags or reblog when i read a fic so i understand! I'm shy too so i know it's scary and I've been working on it recently too lol
I'd definitely rather have interactions than likes but I know people are shy or maybe they're new. but sometimes i feel dumb (?) for begging and pleading people to comment or send an ask over and over again when i post. And then I end up wondering if my latest fic sucked that bad and end up making it private out of embarrassment (?) and the cycle repeats.
And i noticed this shifting at the end of 2020 'cause like that post i reblogged said, it used to be a pretty good ratio of reblog to likes and i'd get a few asks here and there and then as my blog grew (I'm almost at another milestone) the interaction and reblogs etc drastically dropped. and sometimes something will have 30 reblogs and like 7 are mine :( and it's never been about the numbers before because i never let anyone know how many followers i had until my announcement post but yes it's disheartening.
but all that aside! Thank you for coming by <3 I appreciate you and everyone who's read my stuff 'cause i know a lot of it isn't as great as my old stuff lol but I'm happy you're here! ❤❤❤
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black-and-yellow · 2 years
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Synthasia
I've had no ideas, I'm afraid, listeners. Drop some inspiration in the ask box if you have any rocking ideas.
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barbiegirldream · 2 years
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Hey I've been out working all day and seeing some stuff about Ranboo and wanna know what's happening because it's just kinda hard to piece together rn. I'm seeing talk of his community being awful (been knew they have for an extremely long time and too many popular accounts scream "I'm a terf cosplaying a 14 year old"), I am also seeing frustration with his lack of action with them with the "they're gay how can they be homophobic"..... sure buddy and everything else is hard to piece together. I'm fully not for Ranboo fanbase rn it's actually scary I literally saw with my eyes a person I follow go from a queer person willing to listen to the fact terf speaking points getting repainted in fandom to fully not making sense leaning hard into terf victimization Ranboo solo and as someone older who has young cousins it's really gross how I always need to text them warning them about new terf stuff I see each week. I see you're super mad at Ranboo which I'm honestly kinda nervous reading because even though I'm frustrated with him I see him as a victim of this stuff just as much as the other kids. The weird obsession the fandom had to make him say he was straight any qna stream, the "he's lesbophobic for saying he dresses like a lesbian once" stuff that had him crying on stream after very recently opening up to losing a family member to queerphobia and how it just seems his followers brake any boundary he has besides not revealing his face no matter how much he says it. I just feel sorry for him being suck with these people which is why I am a little nervous to see what's happening after some of what I've seen you say but it's completely fair that you're mad and I don't wanna let shit slide even if I feel bad for the guy. Idk if I'm making sense and if you can't summarize valid take care of yourself I'm just a tad confused and don't know where to start
Okay so basically this thread was made showing that many many members of Ranboo’s fanbase are queerphobic
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Ranboo made these tweets and the thread got linked asking him to address his fandoms homophobia. And beyond Dream right now the last thing I want to hear is how funny a wealthy white gay guy finds homophobia
And this was his response this morning
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So it’s like he totally missed the point and like he’s been doing for weeks pretending like his fans weren’t heading the homophobic harassment campaign Dream is facing
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I am just so incredibly sad and angry... Not only because there will be no Caryl spin-off and we probably won't even get Caryl canon, but also because I am mad at myself for being gullible enough to get sucked in this deep by a damn TV show. When I think of all the time and emotion I have invested in Caryl, I want to simultaneously laugh, cry and scream. After 12 years of fake-outs, false hopes, ship wars and endless baiting from a TV network and their minions, I can only say "well played." You see, there's no one to blame except myself for being foolish enough to invest so much time and energy in something that is completely beyond my control and influence and ultimately makes no tangible difference in my world. It's a pretend show with pretend characters and I've permitted it to consume me for more than a decade. I've dedicated hours, days and weeks of my life to shipping Caryl, and the best thing about the recent implosion of my dreams for the characters is that I can finally let go of this obsession and focus my time and energy on real life things from here on. You know, the stuff that matters.
Caryl will always hold a special place in my heart and I might even write another fic about them one day, but I will never truly ship them or any other characters ever again. I'm too old for this shit, and life is too short. In the end, I mostly feel like an idiot for being a shipper in the first place. Talk about worshiping false idols. It's. Just. A. TV. Show. They've led us on a merry chase, and kudos to AMC for stringing so many people along for so many years with what might be the longest unrequited ship ever, not to mention one of the biggest shipper fandoms in TV history. And for what?
I have definitely learned my lesson, and a hard lesson it's been. My heart goes out to all the Caryl shippers who were crushed by the recent news from AMC. Caryl deserved better, but in the end, they're just as make-believe as the zombies and the post-apocalyptic world they exist in, and I choose to stop investing so much of my actual life in fantasy and focus on improving the things I actually have some control over, i.e. reality.
Thanks for the lessons, AMC. I won't soon forget them.
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abybweisse · 3 years
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I'm the fanfic anon (I hadn't realized I'd asked as anon) but I've actually been in the fandom just lurking about for 6 years (since I was 13) I've had many fics, most that I wrote when I first got into the fandom. They were popular enough then, but after I came back into the fandom more recently- my fics just haven't been doing as well. I recently orphaned all of my old fics actually, but now the new ones are kinda just... Flopping.
You orphaned all your old fics? So, people maybe just don’t know to associate you with your old stuff and aren’t realizing it’s you now writing your new stuff, or...? Sorry, but I don’t think I’ve ever orphaned my work, so I’m not sure exactly what happens to it all, if it’s orphaned. The closest I’ve come to doing that is the fact I haven’t updated my WordPress “copy” of my main blog here in... ugh. Ages. I started one in late 2018 or early 2019, not knowing what would ultimately happen to Tumblr after the big purge of December 2018, and I haven’t updated since. Um, but I didn’t remove my “name” from any of it, so idk. Did you deactivate a previous account here?
But anyways, the fandom itself has changed over the years, and I can’t even tell how many of my followers are abandoned blogs. Not the deactivated blogs but ones that have just been ignored over the years. Ya know?
A sizable chunk of the fandom seems to have walked away around the time of the huge flashback. Basically when 2ct was confirmed. And there was a lot of fandom drama in Tumblr, Discord, and Facebook around the same time. I’m not sure how my blog survived some of that.... Isn’t all that also around the time of the 2018 purge? So many people just plain gave up on Tumblr, including a lot of the fanfic writers. They went to AO3, WordPress, and other platforms.
Some fans went dormant for a while (or went to other platforms) and have come back — reviving old blogs, using new side blogs, even starting over with new accounts. So... ah... you might just need to give it time, particularly since you also left for a while and came back. We can just call that a hiatus, right? 😊
Being active on your blog is a must, even if it’s largely stuff that’s queued. Me? I’ve blogged almost every day, sometimes several times a day, for these past five years and however many months since I got sucked into the fandom. And not for the follows, either; the manga is basically an obsession of mine, since 2015. 😅
Even so, some of my posts get practically no notes, and I’m not talking about the ones saying I’m going to bed! 😂 The biggest thing for any creator is to get their work out there, even if few people see it. I know I feel better just making a post. Notes? Cool. Reblogs? Awesome. Dead post? Ah, well. At least it’s posted. 🤷🏻‍♀️
Well, good luck with regaining your readership. Maybe people will check out your blog and give a note or a follow? That’s all any blog can hope for, I guess. That it provides something for someone. Sometimes posts just provide enjoyment for their own creators. And, honestly, that’s okay, too.
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justanotherlifeff · 4 years
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My type of love
Warnings: Reader has yandereish tendencies, mentions of stalking, depressed reader with suicidal tendencies
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Before you found your way into the villain league, you wanted to die. Honestly, what good came out of living anyway? You were always a quiet person ever since you were a child, always on the sidelines. Back in middle school, you were that girl who always sat at the corner at the class without being noticed by anyone. You were that one weirdo that no one wanted to talk to. Your parents weren’t bad. Infact, they were quite good. Atleast you thought your family was perfect at that time. Your mother and father seemed to love you. Sure, you were an only child and you were lonely both at home and school but it was all okay. You were happy. That was until your quirk showed up. Your quirk allowed you to give bad luck to anyone you touched with five fingers of your hand. Infact, their luck would be so bad that they would die somehow in the next one hour. You were already the weirdo at school and now, no one wanted to be around you. Saying that you were careful would be an understatement. You didn’t want to hurt others and you separated yourself from society, from your parents. A part of you thought that atleast your parents would try to get back to being involved in your life but that never happened. After all, your quirk killed a few of your classmates when it appeared. However, your desire to keep everyone out of your life came to an end when you fell in love with a guy. You were in Junior high and he was a transfer student. He didn’t judge you and the two of you started dating. That was until you found yourself checking his chat history when he left his phone with you to go to the washroom on a certain date. You knew you were violating his privacy but you just couldn’t help it. Your parents were completely disconnected with your life because of your quirk and you had doubts about why your boyfriend would be any different. Turns out that you were right. He was cheating on you. That one time lead to your downward spiral towards extreme trust issues and insecurities. You had seven breakups in a span of three years. At the end, when you finally turned 18 and your recent ex left you because you couldn’t bring yourself to trust him, you had enough. You believed that your quirk made you unlucky, you believed you weren’t good enough for anyone. Your ex told you that the way you love people was toxic and that was one thing that you didn't believe. Why was it wrong to know exactly where your loved one is at all time? Why was it wrong to know who he's talking to and what he's talking about? Why was it wrong to keep a control on who gets to be his friends and who doesn’t? You never had friends and gave him all your time so why couldn’t he do the same for you? You did all that because you cared so why didn't he understand you?
When he left you, you ran away from home. You were done. You knew that this life wouldn’t give you anything. You just wanted to die in the streets. That's when you came across a 16 year old girl named Himiko Toga on the streets. She was a vigilante and was on the run and let's just say, you touched the police that were chasing her and they died in a car crash immediately. Toga was 2 years younger than you are (you're 18) but she seemed to find the way you love normal. She had an abnormal way of loving people as well. "I don't think it's wrong of you to know everything about your lover, (Y/N)! You're just so cute! I didn’t think I'll ever find someone like me! We can be besties! You know, I like killing people I love!" Toga exclaimed to you. That's when you made your first friend. You were sure that you would stay away from love in fear of rejection or being left until you were taken into the league of villains with your best friend. The burning crimson eyes of the boss caught your attention on the first day. You couldn't help but admire his low drawling voice that was tired of the world because you could relate.
You were always used to being on the sidelines, away from attention but Shigaraki wouldn’t have it. He had an interest in your quirk as it meant like him, you couldn't touch anything with all five fingers. He understood how hard your life must've been and he decided to be kinder to you than the others since you were relatable. He didn’t know what that was doing to your feelings. You were on a high, you couldn't explain how happy it made you. You didn't have the courage to confess to Shigaraki but you knew you'd die for him. You were absolutely smitten and like usual, that wasn’t going to end up well. If Shigaraki thought he had privacy, he was wrong. You made sure that you knew everything about him. You checked his phone when he was busy with games, you had figured out all his passwords of any social media account he had, you followed him everywhere he went to (mostly without him knowing), you even had pictures of him sleeping when you sneaked into his room to get some. Honestly, it was all going well till he decided to recruit another female villain. One who decided that it would be a good idea to hit on Shigaraki.
While Shigaraki did give you more preference over the other members of the villain league, you were always this quiet girl who minded her own business. Honestly, he was intrigued at the begining because you barely shared anything about yourself, almost like you had a double life. He made sure that you weren’t a spy from the heroes by doing some digging but your extreme quietness was something he found odd, specially for someone who was friends with Toga. However, that personality seemed to change drastically when he recruited the villain Killer Queen (Yes, it's a Jojo reference). Shigaraki knew that Killer Queen clearly had a thing for him and while he clearly wasn’t interested in her, he sure was interested in the sudden change of attitude that came over you. Suddenly, you were like a feral cat, ready to pounce on her. You tried to convince Shigaraki to kick her out way too many times and you always threw passive agressive insults and death threats at her. Shigaraki never saw you throw a death threat before and he had to admit it was kinda hot.
The ship had sailed when Killer Queen thought it was a brilliant idea to kiss Shigaraki on the cheek out of nowhere. Infact, even Shigaraki was surprised and disgusted by that. Without a warning, you held her hand, looking at her with a sadistic grin. She was confused at first before realising that all your fingers were touching her. The realisation gave her a heart attack. As the woman laid dead before you and Shigaraki as the two of you were in the bar, Shigaraki looked at you, raising an eyebrow which made you realise that your feelings for him or atleast, your jealousy was obvious. "I couldn't take that... I love you and I hate it when anyone thinks they can take away who I love. I've.... I've let a lot of people walk away from me and I felt guilty about not being good enough but it doesn't matter anymore. I'm not going to let anyone else have you even if you don't want me. I know it's wrong but I can't help it." you muttered, looking away from Shigaraki as tears escaped your eyes. "Who said anything about it being wrong? I just saw a badass girl who has the right to be the player 2 of my life cause she just killed a bitch over me. You're fucking cool and honestly, the way you tried to keep her away was hot." Shigaraki answered with a grin making you look at him, completely shocked.
"You... You don't hate me for killing a member of the league? You don't think the way I love people is wrong?" you stammered, looking at him, awestruck. "Tch... Why the fuck do you think I'm a villain? These normal people, they put labels on things that shouldn’t have labels. You fucking get to love someone in any way you want and no one gets to judge that. They need to suck it up instead of using it as an excuse to run from relationships. Plus, I'm kinda similar. Honestly, I love all the pictures you took of me sleeping. I dunno how you can make even me look good..." Shigaraki answered, making you almost choke on your spit. "You know about the pictures?" you asked with wide eyes. "Yeah. I also know that you check my social media and my phone and that you follow me around everywhere. Seriously, why the fuck do you think I'm the boss of this stupid league?" Shigaraki scoffed as you looked away bashfully. Someone finally understood you... "Do... Do you check my stuff too?" you asked shyly. "Can't say I don't. It's fun to see you obsessing over me." Shigaraki gave you a smug grin. "So... Are we like... dating now?" you asked, twiddling your fingers. "I suppose we are..." Shigaraki answered before pulling you into a kiss, the dead body forgotten.
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ellaintrigue · 3 years
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Last night I found out that one of dad's childhood people had passed away. I didn't know them so it doesn't personally effect me, but they had cancer and were only 60 so that hit home. It bothers me because I've been obsessed with death recently. Has anyone else noticed how many celebrities have died in 2021 even? Not just Prince P. and DMX but just one after another since the start of the year. I'm not superstitious enough to wave my arms and wave about omens but it is ominous.
Reading that made me want to look back through messenger to find another dead person that knew my dad. Without getting into detail there was some drama in dad's life a couple of years ago, but right before that, this woman added me and mom on FaceBook. We didn't know who she was, we just assumed because she was old that she knew my parents or something. Well, she complained she felt fat or something and I said "you look great" in the comments, SOMETHING along those lines. I am body positive and would never insult someone. Well, her sister inboxed me screaming how dare I insult her sister and that mom and I were pieces of shit. I was like "what?" I had no idea who she and her sister were and once the woman found that out she backtracked and apologized. It was weird, but ya know, everyone is a dramatic troll online.
Fast forward to a couple of years later and I found out that these women were basically mad at my father and thought mom and I knew who they were. Bitch what? I fully put the pieces together last night when I scrolled back to the dead woman's messages. She had messaged me briefly in 2017 and she was dead by 2019. She wrapped her truck around a tree taking a turn too fast. The news article described a trashed white pickup but dad approached me in the yard with his hands in his pockets and a distant look in his eyes. He said that not only was she still alive on impact but that she was practically torn in half by the mangled truck. She was partially decapitated but died in the hospital. I can't imagine being alive that long like that. Was she able to look down and see her organs all laid out or was she unconscious?
It's the anniversary of my grandmother's death, early April 2019. I'm not going to cry and moan about my dead grandma, I wasn't even thinking about it in fact. But for some reason it was leaving a bad taste in my mouth anyway. I was too upset to go to her funeral but mom brought me some food back. A broken chicken wing rejected by other goers and some limp pasta salad. "Everyone ate all the good parts," she said.
I've said this before but it seems weird when someone dies and you start eating. I had graphic visuals of my grandmother's coffin sinking into the dirt and her starting to rot while everyone ripped their teeth into fried chicken. Gnashing their jaws and loud slurps as they sucked down sweet tea. I'm overreacting, it shouldn't bother me that much. I was thinking about it last night and thought about how my old cat died in 2014. I stepped outside one morning and I saw her back legs from under a hedge and instantly knew she was dead. She was almost 19 and when her head came into view her eyes were completely clouded grey from death. I wrapped her up in a towel and buried her but whenever I think about someone dying I imagine their eyes being the same way. That misty grey look of surprise, "hey, I'm dead!"
I had sobered up by that point yesterday and started to cry a little. I hadn't slept yet but either when I sleep and wake up sober, or I sober up by 10 PM life just hits me hard. I think about mom being sick, I think about how I can't make enough money, and it just maddens me. Then always upon sobering, I can feel all my physical problems again. Last night I was in vicious pain, tossing and turning like my body was on fire. I got up over and over to piss blood. I had been bleeding a lot into my urine the past week but sometimes it just gets unbearable. I lay awake all night cursing life.
This morning I woke up and stepped outside and narrowly avoided stepping on a droplet of blood. I don't want to step in that no matter how small. I stepped back and there was more blood. So I put my hand on my crotch, then my face, to make sure it wasn't me. I just don't know anymore the way things fall apart. I wasn't bleeding so Domino must have eaten a critter or something.
In a world full of death it would be nice if the shitty people died for a change. The people I know that have died were kind, yet the monsters I've encountered keep on running around hurting people. The words of one online predator still ring in my head "stop acting like everyone is out to get you and give me a chance." The toothy military vet's message before that told me I should be raped and killed.
Karma, do you exist? Stars, do you align? Kill some devils so I can eat carefree funeral chicken.
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