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genericpuff · 1 month
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Pillowfort is in need of support! Let's do what we do best >:3
I haven't used Pillowfort in a LONG time, and I never really was a regular user per se, but they're seeking funds right now to help keep them alive! Even if I don't use these sites often, it should absolutely still be acknowledged how important it is to have sites like this that aren't controlled by massive corporations. So if you're a Pillowfort user or just want to help support a free Internet, please consider tossing them a dollar or two!
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triple-sugar-threat · 3 months
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I am fascinated by these holes. I am fascinated this purple creature wears contacts when not wearing power babies. I wanna meet the eyehole monster optometrist.
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n7punk · 9 months
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im fucking baffled by them doing it on the left side of the site. like obviously they did it because that's where twitter has it but ALL these menus have always been on the right, there was already empty space there that didn't require recentering the dashboard, and clearly stuff wasn't even ready to be moved to the left if the awkward activity pop-out is anything to go by. us OGs have gone through some pretty major site reworks (reblog controls used to be at the tops of posts, which was super awkward) but this is the first one that gives me anxiety just to look at it because of how cluttered it is
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scoobydoodean · 1 month
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hello!
i just wanted to say thank you for your blog and ask if you have a Twitter account, because I want to scream the things you post as loud as I can.
it's a rare thing to see someone actually watched the show and says it as it is.
xoxo <3 I do not have twitter tho no
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Having some yenfri thoughts...
#this is nowhere near cohesive enough to write out but I'm just going to vent fractions of thoughts#first: the power struggle bc they both tend to lean more dom BUT they both also enjoy fighting for control#like it's very normal for them to have lots of dynamic shifts during their foreplay ex. the one being more physically restricted (held down#/ laid on / being carried or held in place / etc etc) deciding nah they want a turn in charge and adjusting their positions as they see fit#and sometimes if one of them is particularly needing the other to be gentle they'll give in easily and make it clear they want to be taken#care of and guided#can also definitely see either but especially renfri keeping the physical position of less control but taking charge through actions#ex. unexpected biting or teasing by holding back etc etc#also: this paricular bit is seared into my mind so allow me to share#yenfri pillowfort night w lots of blankets and pillows#heavy makeout session ensues things are heating up and whatnot#maybe earlier in the day yen was teasing renfri about her not having smooth moves or something#anyway the part that's seared in my head is: all in one continuous motion renfri grabbing the blanket yen is sitting on while tossing a#spare pillow behind yen then renfri yanking the blanket towards her causing yen to fall back AND as she's falling renfi leans forward and#catches herself with the hand used to toss the pillow with her face inches from yen's#can you imagine the shocked (and incredibly turned on) look on yen's face and the (fucking devastating) smirk renfri would throw her?!!!#'what's that about me not being smooth?' or some other snide comment#like... save me from my own thoughts (but also don't) anyway i love them#idk how to even tag this??#yenfri#posted
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kit-o-nine-tales · 1 year
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Through the Trees (I see you)
Fandom: Dragon Age
Pairing: F!Mahariel/Tamlen
A short ficlet I wrote in like, 15 minutes and originally posted on pillowfort. Has a happy ending! Not really canon compliant! Healing Ghoul!Tamlen via deus ex machina via Flemythal, basically. There’s an even shorter lil sequel I will probably post tomorrow.
Read on AO3 (the small second chapter is here)
  How many times has she dreamed of that day?
It must have been every single night since it happened, even after the Joining filled her nights with visions of the darkspawn. Even after that, the parade of nightmares that plague her each night still find a space to revisit those ruins, that mirror, that loss.
Every night, she tries again. Tries to convince Tamlen to turn around. Tries to keep him from opening the door to the room containing the mirror. Tries to pull him away, to keep him from reaching out to touch it.
Every night she fails.
And when morning comes, the aching grief crashes down on her again, like chains, like a hole in the world where she'd expected solid ground. He isn't there. When she sees a cloud that looks like one of the halla and wants to point it out to him, he isn't there. When she masters a new fighting technique and wants to show him, he isn't there. When she nearly dies in battle against an ogre and she cries out, confused and in pain, reaching for his hand, he isn't there.
But every night she sees him, hears him, and even though the nightmare is a memory, sometimes she swears he sees her too. She finds a look in his eyes that hadn't been there that day, or his hands tremble slightly as he replays the motions.
Maybe she's imagining it. She has to be. He's dead. He couldn't -- there's no way he could have survived. And yet....
The night the shrieks attack their camp, she thinks she knows what's coming. She feels it, somehow. Hears his voice in her heart, maybe. They'd been tainted at the same time. It stretches like a tie between them, despite their disparate outcomes. She finds him at the outer edge of camp. Waiting. Waiting for her. His eyes, whited out by the taint, still manage to find her own. And in that instant they both know. Deep to the core of them. It goes beyond words, this knowing, this loss. He tries to smile for her. He tells her that he loves her. That he's sorry.
She's sorry too. Sorrier than she could ever express in words.
"I see you every night," she tells him.
"I... know..." he rasps. "I... see... too."
"Don't make me do this," she pleads. This can't be how it ends for them.
Her companions all watch from a distance. A distance she knows that they could close in an instant should Tamlen try to attack her. Like they know that she would just stand there and let him kill her, if that was what he wanted.
"No... help for me," he says.
She shakes her head. She won't! She won't kill him!
He draws his daggers.
"Wait!" she says. It's aimed at her companions as much as at Tamlen.
Everyone freezes.
Mahariel has a secret. Physically, it is very small. Figuratively, it is enormous.
When she took a pinch of the Sacred Ashes, she pinched with two fingers instead of just one. She'd done it right under the watchful eye of the Guardian, and he hadn't said a word. Either she's just that good of a rogue, or... it had been allowed. Either way, when they went to wake Arl Eamon, she only gave his healer a single fingered pinch. It served its purpose and the man awoke.
Mahariel still has that second pinch. Tucked carefully away in a small leather pouch inside a compartment on her belt.
Everyone stares at her, unmoving. It's not simply that they stand still. Even the wind stops. Everything stops moving except her. She wonders for a moment if this too, is a dream. But she reaches out to cup Tamlen's tainted cheek and finds it feverishly warm. This is real.
"Aren't you going to reach for the secret you carry?" a voice, familiar, old, impossible, calls.
"Flemeth?" she asks.
She had killed Flemeth at Morrigan's request.
"Perhaps," the voice replies. "But surely you've more important things to do than question me. Time won't wait forever, after all. Not even for two children of the People."
There's something almost... kind in the voice. But the voice is right. There's no time to ponder it. She opens the compartment on her belt and pulls out the pouch of ashes.
"What do I do?" she asks. She is no mage. It had taken a healer to make use of the ashes for Arl Eamon.
She receives no reply. But the wind picks up suddenly, drawing the sprinkle of ashes out from the open pouch. They swirl around Tamlen just as he begins to move again, glowing like fire-flies. His hands drop to his sides and he blinks against the light as it swirls ever-faster, ever-closer to his body, until the light enshrouds him entirely, obscuring him from view.
He cries out in surprise, and it's his voice again, not the dry, painful rasp of a ghoul.
Her eyes water at the brightness of the light, but she keeps them open anyway. She watches and she waits.
When the light finally dies, the darkness it leaves behind is nearly just as blinding. But even with the afterimage of the light leaving coronas in her vision, she can still see Tamlen.
And she sees Tamlen as she's seen him every night in her dreams since that day. Tamlen with his cloudy sky eyes and summer-wheat hair. Tamlen with that wryness permanently stamped in the curves of his lips and the arches of his eyebrows.
"How...?" He wonders, startling a little at the sound of his own voice.
Mahariel throws herself at him, laughing with joy.
His arms come up to catch her on reflex, as warm and reliable as they ever were. And just like that, she's home.
"I don't know, and I don't care," she says to the side of his neck. She presses her smile to his skin, reveling in the sensation of his steady pulse beneath her lips.
"Lethallan," he murmurs, still sounding stunned.
"I have so much to tell you!" she says.
"And I want to hear all of it," he replies.
That night, the dream comes again. One last time. They look at each other as they stand outside the entrance to the ruins. She takes his hand. They turn around and head back into the forest.
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I am once again gently suggesting that folks not reblog my personal posts on this blog; if you have something to say, please put it in the replies so that my post isn’t blasted in front of your thousands of followers
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rynpie · 2 years
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mattodore · 5 months
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theo 🤲
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technoxenoholic · 1 year
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shirt pattern update: all the tough parts (sleeve cap, armscye, shoulder area in general) are how i want them to be! now it's just a matter of figuring out where i want to put all the various body/sleeve style lines and how much (if any) to curve them, which just requires putting the mockup back on and pinning/drawing the lines out, then transferring those all onto my pattern.
and, if i figure out a way to hack the hip section (because the pattern i started out with isn't actually long enough to fit the hip area lol oops) then i won't even need to make another mockup before i can start making fitted knit shirts and dresses with infinite variations that all actually fit me properly >:)
next steps: a slightly less fitted version for sweaters, and a slightly more fitted version for ultra-stretchy knits (like swimsuit material)
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katabay · 3 months
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MY DEAR VICTOR
“My dear Victor,” cried he, “what, for God’s sake, is the matter? Do not laugh in that manner. How ill you are! What is the cause of all this?”
“Do not ask me,” cried I, putting my hands before my eyes, for I thought I saw the dreaded spectre glide into the room; “he can tell. Oh, save me! Save me!” I imagined that the monster seized me; I struggled furiously and fell down in a fit.
Poor Clerval! What must have been his feelings? A meeting, which he anticipated with such joy, so strangely turned to bitterness. But I was not the witness of his grief, for I was lifeless and did not recover my senses for a long, long time.
This was the commencement of a nervous fever which confined me for several months. During all that time Henry was my only nurse. I afterwards learned that, knowing my father’s advanced age and unfitness for so long a journey, and how wretched my sickness would make Elizabeth, he spared them this grief by concealing the extent of my disorder. He knew that I could not have a more kind and attentive nurse than himself; and, firm in the hope he felt of my recovery, he did not doubt that, instead of doing harm, he performed the kindest action that he could towards them.
Frankenstein; or, the Modern Prometheus, Mary Shelley (CHAPTER 5)
ah, to be cared for! the unconditional depth and gentleness of it. also have you guys ever listen to the ost for the korean frankenstein musical. sometimes I think about how musical!victor uses his henry's (dupre in the musical, not clerval, but henry all the same) head for his creation. that's also an unconditional something!!
ngl I considered attempting a full bernie wrightson homage for this, but then I thought about how I like having fun and that would totally ruin my hands for the week and settled for drawing a bunch of lines until I got tired of drawing lines lmao
ko-fi⭐ bsky ⭐ pixiv ⭐ pillowfort ⭐ cohost ⭐ cara.app
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oh-koenig-my-koenig · 2 months
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building a pillowfort
(cw: age gap 25/41, hints of smut, nsfw, mdni)
Most days we stay in, after I get back from work. Cooking something together if König didn’t do that already before or ordering some take-out.
Like that one time when we converted half the living room into a giant pillow fort. Using the couch as the base, blankets shielding the fort off, all of the comfy pillows we could find lying on the ground, so we would be comfortable. We even ordered from my favourite sushi place, although sushi isn’t really his thing because he doesn’t really like fish and also because he’d need to eat so much of it for his calorie intake that it is expensive.
He almost tears down the painstakingly constructed pillowfort when he takes a seat inside and leans back, his head getting stuck on one of the blankets. We can prevent the worst and the fort is saved, but he sits back a little wearily and I can’t hold back the laughter.
His tall stature in the flimsy construction looks almost comical, the big man in something so childish like a pillowfort makes my heart dance with joy. And it feels like this little date thing, not just a evening like every other, even when we were just staying in.
We eat, sitting in our comfortable fort, and watch Scream, the original one from ’96. We both have seen it a bunch of times already. I mean, it’s a classic, right? I still flinch every time there is a loud noise or a jumpscare. And König laughs every time, his hearty chuckles making me look at him, because I can’t get enough of how his face lights up when he’s smiling bright, even at my expense.
"Aww, poor thing.", he coos with pretend pity.
"Shut up.", I tell him, equally pretending to be pouty, nudging him with my elbow.
His huge arms are closing around me as he pulls me into him, my cheek landing on his huge pec. I just love when he does that. The simple one-sided hug sitting next to each other, our size difference meaning that my face would get pressed into his chest, his calming scent engulfing me. When I’m snuggled against him like that, everything seems a little more like it’s going to be okay.
"Come here, I'll protect you from Ghostface.", he says, his voice beaming with protectiveness while I see the spark of mischief in his eyes as he is grinning down at me.
"You're so stupid.", I mutter, nuzzling into his shirt. He just laughs again, cuddling me closer.
The movie is quickly forgotten about because of course our hands start to wander. And it doesn’t take more than a few strokes over his bulge, that looks really delicious in his black sweatpants by the way, until his hand catches my wrist and turns the teasing touches around on me.
I shake with laughter as the whole pillowfort crashes down around us with the first few pushes of his dick into me, the blankets covering us – mostly hanging off of his head and shoulders. The fort is now completely destroyed, a grumpy expression on his face while he gets rid the blankets, cursing and grumbling.
“Wir kinan nur froh sei, dass i koa Maurer wordn bin.“ (We can count ourselves lucky that I didn’t become a mason.)
He mutters something to himself in his funny language while he makes sure that everything is out of the way and me comfortable and warm underneath himself, not willing to leave my warm wet pussy to do any of that. Kissing my face all over, starting to fuck me again with deep hard strokes, until the grin on my lips turns into an O, soft moans escaping my throat.
~ More in the Masterlist ~
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lindwurmkai · 6 months
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hey, have you heard that pillowfort has ✨ drafts ✨ now? (as in, the ability to save your posts as drafts.) they're still working on the queue feature (update: it's done!), but drafts are a big step forward!
in case you missed it so far, pillowfort is like a cross between tumblr and dreamwidth/livejournal, with a simplified dashboard reminiscent of old school tumblr and some classic livejournal features such as communities, threaded comments, and the ability to make individual posts followers-only or mutuals-only.
what are communities? basically, central hubs for posts about any subject you want that, unlike hashtags, can be moderated. they may have rules, such as "[subject matter] must be tagged" for example. you can post directly to a community or reblog existing posts to it!
since the site is currently experiencing some financial trouble, i thought i'd help out by spreading the word once again.
edit: the fundraiser was a success! crisis averted! i knew we could do it :D
why you should give pillowfort a chance:
no ads
no venture capitalist funding
no spying on the users
completely free to use except for optional premium features
nsfw is allowed except for sexual depictions of minors. if you're unsure what exactly that means, their tos may help
communities and the privacy controls mentioned above are excellent features
great community, low drama compared to other websites (so far)
the site's features themselves encourage genuine connection and good-faith conversation over endless "discourse"
every blog can automatically be filtered by original posts only or reblogs only
reasons not to join:
if you enjoy algorithmic social media. there is no algorithm at all
if you want to post or look at machine-generated art. they're still finalising the wording and personally i hope some exception will be made for models trained on ethically sourced images, but basically an anti-AI rule is in the works (update: finished!)
if you cannot live without reblog additions (reblogging with comment). all discussions on a pillowfort post take place in the comments section, and only your own followers see your tags. this has its pros and cons for sure! a similar feature to scratch that itch may be implemented in the future, but it will never be exactly like on tumblr.
if you need everything to be an app. the website works fine in a mobile browser and a progressive web app will hopefully be released soon (basically it's like an app in your browser and on mobile these can be added to the homescreen like real apps i think? they have push notifications!), but there's not going to be a native app available through official app stores due to the restrictions of those stores.
other factors to consider:
yes, the userbase is still small. depending on your interests, activity may be very slow. but we can change that! and on the plus side, reblogging your post to a community is a good way to easily get more eyes on it; way more effective than simply adding tags imo
the site culture is a bit different than on tumblr. many people read everything that's been posted since the last time they were online and don't follow more users/communities than they can keep up with. it's still somewhat lacking in shitposts and heavy on "essays" but don't be afraid to post whatever 😅
there are no blog themes like we have them on tumblr as yet, but you can customise your blog's colours and use html/insert links and images in your blog description
likes literally do nothing except to let OP know you enjoyed their post. you can't look at a list of all your likes. beware!
the staff is small and development is slow. some highly anticipated planned features other than the aforementioned queue include: - multi-account management - dashboard filters/reading lists - post bookmarking (since likes don't work that way) but we don't know how soon any of those will be implemented.
there is a user-developed browser extension (well, a userscript) called tassel available that adds additional features much like tumblr's beloved xkit :)
✨ okay, so how do i sign up? ✨
if you're interested but confused by the sign-up process or still under the impression that you need to pay to sign up (false), i'll put some clarifications and invite codes under the read more below. plus a note on donating, premium features, the paypal issue etc.
in a nutshell:
it's free
signing up without an invite code is possible, but you may have to wait a short while - supposedly less than an hour atm. just submit your email to the waitlist
if you don't feel like waiting, you can either use an invite code from an existing user or pay $5 to sign up instantly
every user gets plenty of invite codes and we're all willing to hand them out at the drop of a hat. they're really not hard to come by
some invites to get you started (just click the link):
invite 1 ▪ invite 2 ▪ invite 3 ▪ invite 4 ▪ invite 5
invite 6 ▪ invite 7 ▪ invite 8 ▪ invite 9 ▪ invite 10
invite 11 ▪ invite 12 ▪ invite 13 ▪ invite 14 ▪ invite 15
invite 16 ▪ invite 17 ▪ invite 18 ▪ invite 19 ▪ invite 20
i'll try to periodically check if any have been used and cross those out.
...paypal issue?
ok so paypal doesn't like working with sites that allow nsfw. as a result, you need a credit card in order to donate to pillowfort, buy one of those insta-registration keys, or subscribe to premium features*. i personally happen to have a credit card and would be willing to help out anyone who trusts me enough to send the money to me via paypal, but i realise chances are only my friends will do this.
some users are currently organising various activities for the purpose of letting people who only have paypal contribute to the site's survival. it's not super relevant for new users and won't get you access to premium features, but i thought i'd mention it anyway in case someone loves the concept of the site so much they want to support it immediately. a fundraising community has been created to collect posts of that nature!
*premium features are strictly limited to two categories of things:
fun little extras that no one truly needs
higher image upload limits, because obviously big images take up bandwidth and are therefore a reason for increased costs
you will never need to pay for vital accessibility features or anything of the sort. :)
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mskenway97 · 1 month
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Well I've had a few days to be able to write between work and I've been feeling very burnt out by everything. And this one I've had it saved for a long time.
TFP Optimus Prime Synth-en x fem!human!reader
Prime Urges
Summary: Seeing the resource problems, Ratchet had to resort to Sythn En to keep the Autobot leader from falling from his injuries. Hours later, Ratchet returned and saw that Optimus was gone, he was believing horrible consequences.
Words: 2,047
Warning: belly budge, cumflation, size difference, g/t content, g/t fearplay, dub-con/con-con, final with suprises
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I will put the links of pillowfort and ao3 to publish this application:
Pillowfort
Ao3
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tfrarepairing · 7 months
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RARE PAIRING FEST 2023!
GREETINGS GENTLEBEINGS!! AFTER THE CONTINUED SUCCESS OF OUR PREVIOUS EVENTS, THE TRANSFORMERS RARE PAIRING COMMUNITY IS PLEASED TO PRESENT:
RARE PAIRING FEST 2023!!
Rare Pairing Fest is a now-annual event we host, with the goal of getting more of our favorite Transformers rare pair content out into the universe! Like many other fandom prompt fests, this is going to be a “we give the prompt, you bring the pairing” fest. Create more of what you (or you two closest friends, lol) want to see in the universe!
This year’s event will run from October 15-28, 2023! There will be 28 prompts (two for each day) with seasonal themes. This year, to spice it up, we’ll also have a bonus “sub-theme” for each week that you can work in if you like.  Not doing so won’t affect whether or not you get participation banners, it’s just a fun extra challenge. 
The prompt list is broken down by day, and posted below. You create your work and then post to Twitter, Tumblr, Dreamwidth and/or Pillowfort on the correct day. All participants will get a participation graphic, and anyone who makes a fill for all 14 days will get a special prize! There are no minimums or maximums for this event and ALL content types are accepted (including photos & hand crafts!) Also, all ratings are accepted, but please tag appropriately! And don’t forget the #2023TFRarePairingFest tag! ALSO, if you’re participating in another event (Inktober, LLFest, etc) please feel free to double dip your pieces! (No one has enough time in the day to create two or three or more pieces and Mod eerian will never expect you to! OCtober is the only event this doesn’t apply to, alas, since TF Rare Pairing only deals in canon characters.) 
Now, the prompts:
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Week One Bonus Theme: Minibots
October 15: The Matrix // Underworld
October 16:  Hurricane // Nothing But Blue Skies
October 17:  Trust // Failure
October 18:  I Want to Know What Love Is // Falling Away From Me
October 19:  Dancing // On the Couch/Sofa
October 20:  Afterlife // No Time Like the Present
October 21:  Worth Saving Me // Broken Wings
Week Two Bonus Theme: Praxian Crystal
October 22:  Crisp Fall Air // Summer’s Last Heat
October 23:  A Day in Town // A Night in the Country
October 24:  Insects // Animal
October 25:  Stuffed Toys // Tables and Chairs
October 26:  Break Up, Make Up // For All Eternity
October 27:  Ghost Town // Raining Life
October 28: End of the Road // Starting for Home
(Prompt graphic by hours_gone_by)
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