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aropride · 5 months
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exclusionists saying they dont want ace discourse to come back bc it's "annoying" and "childish" or whatever is so... like, okay man. personally i don't want it to come back bc the amount of death and rape threats i've gotten for being aspec has significantly decreased since it stopped being trendy to openly mock us. and i'd like being aspec online to be a little bit safer for as long as possible. but sorry aspecs rightfully existing in queer spaces and asking not to be harassed is annoying to you, i guess. that sounds really hard to deal with.
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princessbrunette · 24 days
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oooo did bunny lose it to rafe?
yeah she actually did! she wasn’t innocent persay when they met— definitely fucked herself silly on dildos so she was more than ready when the time came, but rafe still got to teach her everything she knows skill wise 🎀
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punkitt-is-here · 1 year
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would trixie get along with kim kitsuragi and also be able to solve the hanged man case
as far as i know about disco elysium i would say she is actually like if harry du bois had horse tgirl swag
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starheirxero · 4 months
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After revisiting your "came back wrong" comic, absolutely wonderful btw, I came to a rather haunting realization.
Because it became true. But instead of Bloodmoon, it's Eclipse. And that's both much worse(for the characters), and much better(for the narrative).
Because both him and Lunar went through the same, and in a way seem to parallel each other, though that's probably me overthinking.
Both of them died. Both of them were blown to smithereens. Both of them came back after several months. Both found themselves in a body not their own. We've seen what they look like in every other universe.
Both of them came back wrong.
Lunar came back numb, quieter than before, with all their energy being a play. He came back running from unknown danger. They died a normal animatronic, and came back being more.
Eclipse is the opposite. He came back louder, erratic, full of madness. Where Lunar is running from unknown danger, he is sprinting towards it, not realizing the consequences until it's to late. Not to forget the star. Eclipse died being somewhat of a god, and came back as nothing more than a plaything, a puppet on a string.
In a twist of fate, they can relate best to each other now, and that might be the worst part for both of them.
Because what is there to do? Even though they understand, even though, one day, they might glance at each other and wonder "Do you feel the same?", they will never be able to confide in each other. Their relationship is beyond repair, and for good reason. Eclipse hurt Lunar, used and ab*sed him, and then blew him up.
This also opens up so much emotional baggage. What will Lunar think? Will he wonder "Do you regret what you did now, knowing how it felt?" Will a part of him feel the smallest bit of satisfaction? Will they ever be able to look at him at all, or will they forever hide away?
What about Eclipse? Will he feel guilty? He seems aware of the damage he has caused the celestial twins, even telling Ruin that he deserves what's coming for him, but he still showed no remorse when he talked to them.
I'm sorry this got so long, I am incredibly emotional about this right now, and I can't even begin to describe, how this makes me feel-
ANON OH MY GHOD /POS
DID YOU KNOW YOU HAVE THE BIGGEST FUCJING BRAIN EVER. DID YOU KNOW YOU'VE CONNECTED THE MOST PERFECT DOTS KNOWN TO MAN. HOLY SHIT.
LUNAR CAME BACK AS MORE AND ECLIPSE CAME BACK AS LESS BUT BOTH CAME BACK WRONG AAIAUAUAYAGAGGGHHHHHH
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sunlit-mess · 2 months
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YOU ARE SUPER COOL AND BIG BRAINED AND YOUR ART MAKES ME A LITTLE FERAL. thank you for feeding us and don’t forget to rest + drink water + and do something that makes you feel happy :))
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Thank you! -- And cap, I'm actually very, indubitably, dumb.
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transmascissues · 5 months
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silly little pooner... when will you realize that the reason you are oppressed is because of MISOGYNY? because you belong to the FEMALE sex class.
your brain may be gaslighting you, but your ovaries and fallopian tubes will ALWAYS know your truth.
alright, let’s see what we got here…
✅ immediate infantilization/condescension
✅ calling me a slur
✅ trying to explain my own life to me…
✅ …using clickbait-style CAPITALIZATION
✅ egregious misuse of the word “gaslighting”
✅ personification of my organs?? that’s new
anyway, idk what all this talk about a sex class is or who enrolled my gay ass in the female sex class, but you must be new here because you’re talking to the guy who regularly talks about how trans men still experience misogyny. the only difference between what you said and what i’ve been saying is that mine is actually based in the real life experiences of myself and other trans men, while yours is just based on a bunch of transphobic bullshit that happened to be half-right about one thing. something something broken clocks and all that.
nice try, though. you might have more luck next time if you do literally anything other than being weirdly obsessed with a stranger’s body.
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gingerjolover · 7 months
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idea from your prompt list… i’m thinking reader saying number 28 regarding jbs tramp stamp. a little “me and the boys are getting tattoos” and her not giving reader any other info… then boom. tramp stamp.
I was in the middle of writing something about the tramp stamp and was so stuck, and this helped me sm so thank you anon :)
wc is somewhere around 700 words (short king!)
julien baker x fem!reader - #28 "This not what I expected."
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Julien is murmuring against your skin, her lips leaving small kisses on your cheek and jaw. She's half snuggled into you, her body hanging off the bed, arms effectively pinning you down. A yawn escapes you; she pulls back, eyes wide and teasing as she watches you yawn, a grin stretching across her face. It's like she can't help it, leaning in and kissing you again, moving up to your temple.
"Where are you going again?" you mumble sleepily. She laughs lightly, mumbling against your skin, "the boys and I are getting tattoos”. She smiles, kissing underneath your ear when you hum in acknowledgment.
"You'll be back by lunch?" you murmur, half asleep, leaning into your girlfriend's affections. "Mhm, should be back by 1:30... you want me to bring you something?" Julien asks, rubbing your back and pressing a kiss to your head. She wants nothing more than you to come with her to the tattoo shop, but she also wants you to rest, your body not used to traveling the way hers is.
"Will you guys eat lunch with me?" you mumble, Julien smiling softly down at you, convinced there's nothing sweeter than your sleepy talk. "Yeah...Phoebe, Luce, and I will get take out and bring it home...okay?" she says, rubbing down your back, tapping your butt. "Can I have a hug?" she asks, standing up from the bed. She chuckles, watching you roll over, eyes lighting up when your arms widen, nuzzling into your chest and neck, your hands rubbing her back and patting her head. "You're squishing me..." you breathe out. She squeezes harder, chuckling into your neck, "I wish I could crawl into you....is that weird?" she asks, lips attached to your skin. "You're weird."
"Okay, I'm gonna go if you're going to bully me..." she says, standing up, pinching your hip, and rubbing your bare thigh. She scoffs when you don't respond, your eyes remaining closed before a tiny smirk blossoms on your face. "You're so mean," she says, slapping your thigh softly.
"I love you, Jay," you murmur, watching her slip on a jacket. "I love you, sweet girl," she responds, kissing you again quickly.
"Have fun!" you say, yawning again. Julien blows a kiss, leaving the house.
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It's about 2:00 when Julien returns, Phoebe and Lucy following behind her. "Hi," Phoebe says excitedly, smacking a kiss on your cheek before shoving her arm in your eyeline. "Oh sick!" you exclaim, tracing the outside of the wrapping. "It looks good, P," you smile at her; she happily hums, putting bags of food on the table. Lucy greets you similarly, kissing your head before showing you hers as well, "I love that you guys have more than one matching tattoo," you giggle. "It's almost like we love each other or something," Lucy smirks, teasing you softly.
"Let me see JB," you request, your girlfriend showing you the same matching tattoo and your initial on her ring finger. "You're insane," you murmur, blushing deeply. She smirks, kissing the corner of your mouth, wrapping you in her arms, her hands on your ass. Your hands rub her lower back, and she winces softly, pulling away. "What did I do?" you ask, panicked, "Are you okay?"
Lucy and Phoebe laugh, "No way, did you not tell her?" "Julien!" "Babe, she got a tramp stamp!" Phoebe and Lucy say, talking over each other. Your ears perk up, hearing ”tramp stamp”.
"YOU WHAT?" you exclaim, eyes wide. Julien giggles sheepishly, lifting her shirt and turning around, her jeans sitting low on her hips.
Absurd Freedom. Your girlfriend...has a tramp stamp... that says 'absurd freedom'.
She turns back around, looking at you with waiting eyes. Phoebe and Lucy freeze, watching Julien watch you digest what you just saw. They glance nervously at each other, actively knowing that you'll support Julien no matter what but also knowing that Julien thinks very highly of your opinion.
"This is not what I expected."
"I- but- okay is- are you mad?" Julien stammers.
"Of course not, I just- you're such a nerd," you say, smiling wide. "The myth of Sisyphus... made you get a tramp stamp?"
"You scared me!" Julien exclaims, making Lucy and Phoebe laugh.
"Oh my god, you drama queen, let's eat," you say, pulling her into you and kissing her head.
"Should've seen the look on JB's face after she showed you," "Shut up Phoebe!"
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swaglet · 20 hours
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i think trying to discuss your real world opinions on the internet is counterproductive and not a smart idea because the average internet user, regardless of political ideology and background and regardless of anything really, will read one single thing that you said and will completely misinterpret it and then start coming up with headcanons about what you believe based on just one opinion you talked about that they very realistically didn't understand in the first place. like. people can't just read a post about someone stating an opinion and just leave it alone and take the opinion at face value, it seems like they use the post to assume your opinion about every single other issue and make up a characterized version of you and what you believe. literally based on just one thing you said. hold on let me find the picture
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booasaur · 8 months
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Special Ops: Lioness - 1x01 - requested by anonymous
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adrift-in-thyme · 19 days
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how about the word 'trust'?
“Captain?”
His title grates upon his ears like the scream of a rusty door as it is moved upon its worn hinges; Warriors draws in a breath and a sob punctuates the end of it and he curses himself for his show of weakness.
“You heard what they said, vet,” he hisses, bitter and frail, fingernails drawing blood from his palms, shed tears blurring his vision, “I’m a murderer. You should think twice about being around me.”
A hand settles on his shoulder, violet eyes gaze into his own with such ferocity, such sincerity, it threatens to break Warriors entirely right then and there.
“I don’t trust a bunch of idiotic cowards,” the veteran replies, “I trust you.”
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yume-fanfare · 4 months
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You gotta be careful with rival stuff tbh. One day you go like "Oh I'm gonna defeat you and show you who is better!!" and the next you realize you want to grow old to see your "rival" live a long and happy life that he always deserved
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this is what happened in the ss finals i think i still havent read the story
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shepscapades · 6 months
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For the second time in three years, I've successfully managed to get my fics taken off goodreads. STOP!!! PUTTING!!! THEM!!!! ON!!!!! GOODREADS!!!!!!!!! It's not published! I don't care about your reading goals, nor do I care to see your reviews with stars where you can discuss what I did well/didn't.
Every fic I've ever written has been for fun, in my free time. Unpaid, without an editor, just the worms in my brain telling me what to do. This is NOT flattering- and I don't care if there are fanfic authors who think it is. They're WRONG and frankly, they don't support the community and the overwhelming requests from writers asking people to not do this. Clout is literally a disease.
Please, I am BEGGING people to stop doing this. Count it in your journals, leave your reviews on AO3 and treat fanfiction like community collaboration- I gave this to you so we can talk about it, do you feel as insane about these characters as me? Stop treating fanfic like a consumable item you're entitled to do whatever you like with.
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brandycranby · 11 months
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for my king ari linking hands during sex
Sunkissed
a/n: nonnie sweet nonnie ty for the first ari req 🥺🫶🏻💕💕 banner by @/cafekitsune
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Condensation fogs the bedroom windows, the hazy Manhattan sunset filtering through cloudy golden, lighting you up radiant as a goddess, writhing over Ari's heaving body.
His mouth is agape, his thick brown beard still salty and wet with your juices, his eyes darkened like ocean depths. Those half-lidded eyes watch you as you squirm, fucking yourself down on his heavy cock, your pussy lips spreading for him as you slowly sink, thighs trembling with the strain. 
"A-Ari…" you breathe out, wispy light with effort, and he responds, ghosting his broad palms up your sides from where he'd been guiding your waist, up to your soft breasts, along your arms to your hands, interlacing your fingers. 
Like Andromeda clinging to her rock, you lean on him, still aching, panting, grinding against the coarse hair at the base of his cock for sparkles of pleasure. 
Lust overtakes your exhaustion as the sun travels beyond your little apartment, dousing the room in dusk. His strength is your strength and you rise to hoarse encouragement, your great brawny anchor merely mortal beneath you once more. 
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i had fun exploring this couple and their dynamics, it's a little flowery even for me but i hope u like it 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 they live in nyc and they adore each other yes yes
come celebrate with me w seven sentence requests
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dekusleftsock · 8 months
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People claim to be tired of the "Power of friendship" trope bc they more often than not severely underestimate how much a person's vulnerability and social upbringing can impact their points of view and actions, and specifically what happens when they are shown the opposite of them, or had to be put in a situation that would challenge it somehow.
Or how people will just not pay attention to a character's story or the theme of the narrative around them, so anything out of the "Basic" is put of no where 🙃
I will say, another reason people probably feel it’s “out of nowhere” is BECAUSE it’s queer.
Queerness doesn’t belong in shonen. It’s about cool hot dudes being the shit out of cool hot villains. Deku is a “baddass” now but was he when the first few episodes came out? The first season? The first book? No, of course he wasn’t. That was when Izuku was his most crybaby self, and most of all when he didn’t HAVE a pretty woman to kill the possibility of his queerness.
He was fatherless, he was androgynous, he had a suspicious relationship to his mean rival, why did he care so much about him?
And what’s especially interesting is to see the reactions to the subversions Horikoshi has been making for a very, very long time.
Bakugou is never beat, he’s befriended in a complex relationship between him and his childhood friend.
Izuku’s mentor allmight doesn’t die in some tragic way, he survives. I think people forget that allmight is a subversion of the dead mentor trope. But instead, allmight lives, weak as he is, after a fight that by every angle you look at he should have died.
Toga isn’t jealous of Ochako over Izuku, she’s in love with her. They denied that one along with her bisexuality for a while.
Izuku isn’t saved and brought back by his love interest, but rather his oldest friend at his lowest point.
Endeavor isn’t just “abusive dad” for the rest of the series that Shoto must overcome and “stick it to the man”, he actually has an atonement arc, one where he realizes his mistakes and his son is waiting to forgive him.
None of these subversions were out of nowhere. It was always clear that allmight would survive, bakugou would be befriended, toga was bisexual and in love with ochako, bakugou would save Izuku, and that endeavor wouldn’t stay the abusive figure he was forever.
So why is it that the queer subversions are “out of nowhere”?
Why are they suddenly “the power of friendship”?
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abyssruler · 7 months
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“Do you ever wonder what it would have been like? You know, if… if your past hadn’t happened.”
Xiao looks up from the leaf butterfly he’s weaving. Confusion is written over his face. “What?”
“Y’know. When you were…” Your hands form shapeless gestures in the air as you try to phrase what you know must hurt him lightly. “…enslaved,” you finish quietly. “And everything that came after that.”
His eyes narrow at you. Not in a hostile way, but like he can’t figure out what you’re thinking. His butterfly sits half-finished in his hands.
“Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know,” you mumble in a low voice, shrugging. “You seem really sad sometimes. Like you’re longing for a life you never had.”
His lips open, like he plans to say something but can’t find the words. A long silence passed, and you begin to wonder whether asking such a question out of the blue was unwise. Bringing up such memories must be painful for him.
When you’re about to apologise and change the subject, he speaks.
“I think… it would have been nice.” He pauses. He doesn’t need to say anything more: he doesn’t have to. The following silence contains everything left unspoken: the heartbreaks; the torment; the bloodshed. The lingering knowledge that maybe, if things had turned out differently, they would belong to somebody else. Be somebody else’s burden to bear. Not his. You lower your eyes to your lap.
“But…”
You glance up.
“But I am not unhappy. The adepti are well. Morax—Zhongli—lives on. And…” He takes a breath. Softly, he continues. “If the past had not happened the way it did, perhaps I would not have met you. Then, I would be unhappy.”
AUGH ANON I LOVE THIS LITTLE BLURB. the soft vulnerability in xiao, him basically admitting he’d do it all again just for the sake of meeting you!!! such a short piece but your writing is so good.
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