#I'm a small blog trying to get people with big followings to see me and acknowledge me so we can spread FACTS instead of Wishful Thinking

[rose-tinting]

the amount of misinformation that has been circling outside of neopets circles I swear

I see a new rumor every time

“They’re free from nft bros” Nope. Owned by one!

“The original team rebought them” God fucking no and you should not want them to, Adam Powells little meltdown over neopets users criticizing his new crypto venture is reason enough lol.

“The company was sold to Neopets Internal Teams” They sold it to the guy who used to head the former NFT project and are promising this means TNT has more freedom “under new leadership“ with “no current plans for crypto/NFTs” (This is not a promise not to make them)

One of the “brand ambassadors” who is supposed to help TNT with the knowing and understanding the userbase is some celebrity who’s wife is also a celebrity who I’ve seen people CLAIM used to be a Neopets mod. Does that sound like a neopets user who can tell the neopets team what the average user wants? No call for users who aren’t celebrities to become brand ambassadors has been made afaik.

Current Neopets mods are silencing trans people for mentioning HRT as well as top surgery and ignoring cis people talking about pregnancy, death, and surgery. (Have seen these boards go on for several hours and never get deleted even after a heated debate on one one about abortion) 

There’s items and backstory on the site that are racist. Neopets users have asked these be addressed. Do you think this “brand ambassador” will address any of that? Why does the ambassador need to be a celebrity? Unless the actual intent is to have “ambassadors” who sell neopets as a brand to the potential new userbase and isn’t about “listening to the users” at all.

god can one person with a huge following please for once just reblog and acknowledge the TRUTH. (doesn’t have to be from me I’d just like the actual info to be spread!) Awareness will help us keep the worst from happening! Pretending everything is fine until it isn’t is NOT the way!

If you want the actual info on the site Neopets has a fansite dedicated to reporting Neopets news including everything TNT tries to sweep under the rug

https://www.jellyneo.net/?comments=14391

A direct quote from their article on this

“ New CEO of Neopets is Dominic Law, who previously headed the Neopets Metaverse and brokered a "management buyout deal" “

Please if you’re reading this

stop spreading misinformation

spread the real information

make your own post even

this could go either way right now

this is not a “neopets renaissance”

this is a crossroads and we don’t know where we’re going yet. It could be great, or it could be the end of the site.

(Editing my reblog in so it can hopefully get seen too, I was provided with more accurate info on the brand ambassador.)

@pirakeet Thanks! Was actually hoping someone COULD correct this :3 Cause I was REALLY HOPING it wasn’t what it seemed since all I could find was a twitter post with an attached video where he accepts it (I immediately fled twitter may be why)

[Image Text ID]  Posted by tumblr user pirakeet: I’m not correcting anything, but just letting you know the “brand  ambassador” program has been made available - just presumably not in  the ‘john legend’ sense:  https://portal.neopets.com/brand-ambassador-program  and for clarity, i’ve been popping off about the difference, this isn’t a  “gotcha moment”.   There’s more info when you click “apply” and it takes you to a google  doc [End Id]

As I said I’m more interested in the truth being spread so I hope this can be seen!

#it COULD be fine right now it COULD be #but let's acknowledge the issues we're having instead of ignoring them! #esp if you DON'T EVEN USE THE SITE FOR FUCK'S SAKE #I'm so tired #I'm a small blog trying to get people with big followings to see me and acknowledge me so we can spread FACTS instead of Wishful Thinking #neopets #I wish people with big followings would just acknowledge the facts #I'm giving up after this I don't care anymore #I've been there for 20 years maybe it's time to just let it die

[yuujispinkhair]

Wildest Dreams

You're supposed to write an article about a charity event at The Shrine, the casino of the Itadori family, but soon get swept away by the Yakuza Prince himself. It's probably a bad idea to get close to a dangerous man like him, but he's so tall and handsome as hell. Why not allow yourself to live your wildest dream, at least for one night? -> This is part of my Blog Anniversary Event (closed). @cometcoffee103 requested the song Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift for Yakuza!Yuuji.

Pairing: Yakuza Prince!Yuuji x Reader (female) Genre: fluff + smut, Yakuza AU Word Count: 2k Warnings: 18+, a bit of smut (not very explicit), taking pictures during sex, mentions of alcohol, mentions of organized crime. This story is set in the same universe as my Yakuza AU, but you don't have to read that to understand this story. All you need to know is that Yuuji is the younger brother of the Yakuza King Sukuna, and this version of Yuuji is a bit of a playboy, but in a very sweet and charming way ;) All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

The casino is bustling with people, all of them dressed to the nines, including you. But you feel out of place here, despite the nice dress you are wearing and the red lipstick you put on. Everyone around you is someone important, someone insanely rich or influential, politicians, actors, businessmen. And Yakuza.

You gulp hard. Your hand trembles a little as you bring your wine glass to your lips to take a small sip. You shouldn't even be here. You usually only write short lifestyle articles for your magazine. It was your boss' job to attend the charity event in The Shrine, the biggest casino in the whole city, the casino of the Itadori family, one of the most powerful Yakuza clans in the country.

But two hours ago, you received that fateful message: "Put on your nicest dress and hurry to The Shrine. I'm at the hospital and can't make it. I need you to write the article about the charity event. And try to add something personal about the Itadori brothers! That will get our readers hooked."

And so you are standing here, clutching your wine glass while trying to blend in with the millionaires around you, feeling the hairs on your arms stand up as you wonder how many of them are criminals.

You don't even see him coming until he is right in front of you, moving gracefully like a tiger. A broad smile lifts his lips, and golden eyes meet yours.

"Hey, don't you like the wine? Should I get you another drink?"

You take in a sharp breath. You know the man in front of you. Of course you do. 

Itadori Yuuji, with his pink hair and golden eyes. Tall and muscular in his tailored black suit with a pink dress shirt and black tie. Looking just as rich as he truly is with the diamonds sparkling in his ears and the gold rings on every finger. But the scars on his handsome face also tell a story about the other life he is living. His life in Tokyo's underworld.

He is one of the people you got sent here for. The Young Tiger. The Yakuza Prince.

Your heart flutters nervously. But you force yourself to get a grip and be professional. And so you clear your throat before smiling politely at him and shaking your head,

"No, thank you. The wine is perfect, Mr Itadori."

He blinks and then throws his head back and laughs heartily.

"Ahh, please don't call me that! I am Yuuji for someone as cute as you."

Oh?

For a moment, you are caught off guard by his directness and the shameless flirting. But the Itadori charm is well-known. Both Itadori brothers are infamous for being big flirts and playboys who collect women just like they collect fast cars and expensive jewelry.

He points at the press card dangling on a chain around your neck,

"You're here to write about the charity event? How lucky that you ran into me! I can tell you everything you want to know. Come with me!"

You hastily follow him, not daring to waste this chance to get the article your boss demanded from you. And also not daring to turn down the Yakuza Prince's offer.

You spend the next fifteen minutes in a fancy VIP booth while Yuuji answers your questions for your article. Though half of the time, he is blatantly flirting with you. He isn't shy about it. Clearly, a man used to always getting what he wants. The spoiled Prince of Tokyo's underworld.

But you have to admit that his boyish charm works on you. Somehow, his loud laugh and broad sunshine smile make him seem less intimidating than his name suggests. If you didn't know who he was, you wouldn't even be nervous around him. He is so sweet somehow, making you laugh and feel more at ease at this event where you feel so out of place.

And his good looks certainly work their charm on you, too. He looks dashing in his suit, which accentuates all his firm muscles. The undercut and the pink hair on top look sexy on him. You realize that you have unconsciously scooted closer to him.

His golden eyes look thoughtfully at you, making your heart jump. 

"You don't look like you enjoy this event very much. I hate these things, too. All those boring people who try to talk business with me, and no one dares say something funny. I don't know how Sukuna is able to endure this all the time."

He sighs and rolls his pretty eyes. The eyes that then land on the low neckline of your dress. His smile grows bigger, and your breath quickens. Yuuji's large, warm hand lands on yours, giving it a squeeze.

"Hey, cutie, let's leave this boring party, ok? Let's drive out of the city, away from the crowds. We can have some fun, and you can get an exclusive interview with the Yakuza Prince! Not just boring facts about this event, but more personal things. How does that sound?"

Everything in you screams to say no. It's insane to leave with the Yakuza Prince. He might not be as dangerous as his big brother Sukuna, but he is still a powerful Yakuza who can easily kill someone, as the scars on his pretty face prove. It's crazy to imagine getting in his car and driving to an unknown place with him. It's wild to imagine being alone with him.

But somehow, you find yourself biting your lip and nodding as you lift your head to look up at his handsome face. Somehow, your heart is beating so fast that you feel dizzy. Somehow, your skin tingles with excitement. You know you want to go with him. Even though you know there is a high chance this is going to take you down, you can't bring yourself to say no.

And so the words leave your mouth,

"Ok, let's go. Let's sneak away."

Yuuji smiles his bright sunshine smile at you, just as dazzling as the diamonds sparkling in his ears and the various gold rings on his fingers. There's a cheeky glint in his golden eyes,

"I'm very good at sneaking away."

He grabs your hand and pulls you with him, striding with fast steps through his casino, and starts running when you're halfway out the door, laughing loudly, as if he is relieved too to finally leave this fancy event behind. As if he is finally free.

He leads you to his car, a red Porsche, his favorite one, as he lets you know while he holds open the door for you, so charming that you can't help but feel light-headed from all the butterflies in your stomach.

Yuuji drives like someone who knows this city belongs to him. A bit too fast, the music a bit too loud, but it's perfect the way it is. It makes your pulse flutter and your body fill with a giddiness you can't remember ever feeling before.

You leave the city behind you, making an excited tingle start under your skin and spreading through your whole body. It feels like an adventure. Exciting, bubbly. As if your wildest dreams are coming true.

Yuuji parks his car on top of a cliff, turns off the engine, and turns to you with his big sunshine smile.

"So, what are your questions for me, princess?"

You laugh softly,

"Well, my boss said I should try to add something personal about you or your brother. Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? Not about the Yakuza Prince. Tell me about Yuuji."

He smiles and leans closer to you, his large hand cupping your cheek while his golden eyes travel slowly over your face. His thumb caresses your cheek, the gold ring on it gliding smoothly over your skin. Yuuji's voice is low, and you can hear the smile in it,

"Then let me tell you a secret. I hate all those stiff, formal events. I rather want to go clubbing or play video games with my friends. I enjoy spending time at my pachinkos and making my best friend Megumi play the arcade games against me, even though I know I suck at those games. And I like to hang out at my pizza delivery service. I don't care that it's only for ... tax-saving purposes. I love pizza! I want to adjust the recipes and make the best pizza in the whole city! That is my new passion!"

His eyes glitter excitedly while his voice drops to a softer tone, low and almost seductive,

"And I like this here. What we are doing right now. Drive out of the city and look at the sunset. I know I can see it from my penthouse, too, but it's not the same."

His words could sound arrogant, the words of someone who grew up rich and has no idea how normal life works. But he doesn't sound like that. There's an almost melancholic tone to his low voice. As if this evening with you, where he ran from his obligations and the glittering fancy party, is his wildest dream, too.

A soft smile lifts your lips, and you catch yourself leaning into his large, warm hand as you look deeply into those gorgeous golden eyes,

"Then let's stop this stupid interview and just enjoy your free evening."

His answer is a broad, boyish grin that makes your stomach flutter. You chuckle when Yuuji leaves the car and comes over to your side, opening the door for you like a gentleman and offering his hand to lead you to the fence at the end of the cliff, where you have a majestic view over the ocean and the beginning of a beautiful sunset.

But your gaze strays to the man next to you. The Yakuza Prince. Or out here, just Yuuji.

You look at him, at his side profile, hit once again by how good he looks. So tall and handsome as hell in his tailored black suit with the light pink dress shirt and black tie. More stunning than any sunset could ever be.

Yuuji turns his head, catching you staring at him, and laughs happily as he reaches out to wrap a strong arm around you and pull you in front of him, making your pulse flutter with how easily he can manhandle you.

He stands behind you, so tall and strong, his muscular arms wrapped around you, holding you safely, his body pressed against your back, warm and buff. You can feel his firm muscles and smell his sexy and expensive perfume.

Your breath hitches in your throat when you feel his kisses on your neck.

You tilt your head back to rest against Yuuji's shoulder as you look up at him and are met with a smile even more beautiful than the sunset.

A warm, large hand cups your chin, and then soft lips capture yours in a slow, sexy kiss that makes your knees weak. Who would have thought that the Yakuza Prince would be so gentle when he kisses you for the first time?

You have no idea how long you kiss him. You get lost in the feeling of his warm lips on yours and his tongue caressing yours with those deep, sexy flicks. Your hand is tangled in his pink hair as if you don't ever want to let him go again.

The two of you only pull apart to watch the rest of the sunset, with Yuuji's arm around you as you lean against his strong body, unable to stop smiling while your pulse races and your heart hammers in your chest, your skin tingling all over from the sheer craziness and excitement of it all.

+++

"Do you want to spend the rest of the night with me?"

Your heart misses a beat at Yuuji's question. You feel dizzy when you turn around in his arms to look up at his handsome face.

The deep scars across his nose and on the side of his lips tell you about the dangerous life he leads. His title tells you about how dangerous he himself is. You know he is bad, so so bad. But you cannot bring yourself to turn him down when he smiles that big smile at you. You cannot say no to him when every fiber of you craves him, if only for one night.

And so you nod and place a hand on his broad chest, playing with his black tie as you breathe softly,

"Yes, I can't think of anything else I would rather do."

And he smiles that attractive boyish smile at you and leans down to kiss the corner of your lips,

"I will always remember this evening. The pretty sunset, with an even prettier girl. You in that dress, with your red lipstick and the sweet kisses. Please tell me you'll always remember it, too."

You nod happily before cupping his cheeks with your hands and getting on your tiptoes to kiss him again, breathless and passionate, before whispering against his lips,

"Say you'll see me again after tonight, Yuuji."

And his arms tighten around you, strong and muscular, and he nods,

"Of course I will."

You don't hesitate when he leads you back to his car and holds the door open for you. You smile when his large hand lands on your thigh on the drive back to the city, slipping under your dress to caress your inner thigh, dangerously close to your already-soaked panties, making your heart beat wildly as you grab the leather seat. 

You giggle breathlessly when he leans over and kisses you at a red light, making your head spin with the sexy flicks of his tongue before he pulls away again.

You eagerly say yes when he asks if he can accompany you to your apartment. Your dress is already halfway off by the time you manage to unlock your door in between passionate kisses.

You moan when Yuuji's large hands knead your ass and his warm lips suck on your neck. You palm the hard bulge in the Yakuza Prince's fine suit pants all too happily, gasping at how big and hot he feels. You leave a trail of clothes on your floor, leading to your bed, where you spend the best night of your life.

Ruffled sheets, the rhythmic beating of your heart in synch with the headboard banging against the wall. Yuuji's heavy body on top of you, pressing you down so deliciously into your sheets. Loud laughter, even louder moans, and dirty whispers in your ear. Kisses and lipstick marks all over his tan skin. His clothes on your bedroom floor, your hands in his pink hair. Every inch of you brimming with pleasure while you're tangled up with Yuuji's strong body all night, finding utter bliss on his sweet mouth and his gorgeous cock. Smiling when he asks you to please let him take a picture of you while you ride him.

Tomorrow morning, he will leave, get in his sportscar, drive back to his fancy penthouse, and continue to live his fast life as the Prince of Tokyo's underworld. You don't know if this will only be one night and you'll never stand before him in person again after this. But you know you both will always remember this night.

And you will see him again, even if it's just in your wildest dreams.

AAAHHHHH thank you so much for this prompt, babe!!! I was so happy to write for Yakuza Prince Yuuji again aaaahhh!! I am crushing so much on him all over again omgggg 💗💗💗 I NEED HIM BAD!!!

I hope you liked staring at the sunset and staring at sexy Yuuji ;) Please let me know what you think!

Comments and reblogs would be very sweet.

#yuuji x reader #yuuji x you #itadori x reader #itadori x you #yuji x reader #yuji x you #jjk x reader #jjk x you #yuuji smut #yuji smut #itadori smut #yuuji x y/n #itadori x y/n #yuji x y/n

[ohbo-ohno]

Don't really know what to do with this thought so I'm sharing this with you, but Ghost and Soap getting on a tram one day and the only seats left are next to this timid looking thing, trying to make herself as small as possible, silently hoping these two big men will settle for holding onto one of the poles or handle bars above. They clock in on her immediately, pretending to be kind and polite, making her feel safe as they sit on either side of her, boxing her in. They learn her routine and always get on when she's on.

Slowly, they start to cop a feel every once in a while, apologizing because 'it was an accident' and she doesn't think much of it at first, but she cant help but think something is off about them the more frequently it becomes, so she settles for standing up the next time she gets on the tram, holding onto a pole in the back corner. They'll probably leave her alone, right?

Soap and Ghost get on and see that their new toy has moved from the regular seat, obviously trying to avoid them. They're upset, and instead of leaving her alone like she hoped, they stand next to her, Simon using his body to block the view, though it doesn't really matter to either of them if anyone sees, and Johnny gets behind her to trap her between the pole and himself. They tell her not to make such a fuss as they take turns groping her because what would the people think if they saw her acting so slutty in public?

There's nothing she can do to stop them. It happens every single time she rides the tram now and she can't go on a different one because it's her only mode of transportation to work. It even gets to the point where Ghost and Soap can take a turn to fuck her before her stop because she's so quiet and good for them. They just have to remind her to keep being quiet and good as they fill her up with a load to drip down her thighs throughout her day. When they can, they steal her panties. One day they'll steal her away, too.

- 🥍

hey woah woah. how dare you infect me with these brainworms. not cool! (i love you)

nsfw in link but here's some fanart of ghost doing exactly this ask to soap

cw: noncon

i know a lot of people dislike reader inserts because the reader tends to lack agency, but i personally think it's hot for a character to be taken advantage of and very much so enjoy this image

you probably cant tell from literally everything i've ever posted on this blog but im a big fan of johnny and simon just doing whatever they want to you and you can't stop them. always leaves me melting to imagine them just... not caring whether you want them touching you or not. horrible men

i love this because i can just imagine the increasing discomfort and awkwardness as they push the boundaries of what's acceptable every day.

it starts with johnny just resting his thigh against yours, and yeah its a bit odd that his leg follows you when you try to give him more room, but you figure he's just being a dick and manspreading. and you can't go very far, because you'll bump into simon :( you scooch away from johnny a tiny bit and suddenly there's a big hand on your knee from simon, to hold you still and let he and johnny press against you as much as they want

i also like the image of you sitting in the corner with johnny boxing you in from the other seat and ghost standing in front of you to block every one else's view. johnny maybe leans over you, panting against the top of your head with a hand up your shirt using your tits as stresstoys :/ maybe moves down to sucking at you neck and when you look up you see ghost just staring down at you

ghost having you sit on his lap when you try and stand up one day. sits right behind you, wraps his big hands around the front of your thighs and tugs you down so you're sitting on him. pushes the back of your shirt up, pulls open his pants, and has you warm his cock for the ride :( doesn't fuck you, but maybe he rubs your clit and that + the little bounces of the bus/train moving get you off

#🥍 anon #asks and answers #ghoap x reader #bo writes #this is SUCH a freaky au #genuinely thank you for sending it to me :)

[factual-fantasy]

19 Asks! :00 Thank you! :DD 🧁

And now you see my frustration and lack of patience. <XDD

Its the easiest to follow boundary that I can think of. Yet people still wanna fuss about it and send me horrible messages and run me down. Calling me selfish, ungrateful, spoiled.. Its exhausting. :( 💔

Sorry, I don't take requests. :/

Do beasts like that exist in the game?? :00 Dang, that's spooky-

Well, I imagine that Seafoam, Octo, Louis and any other tough guy on the ship would go down there and weed it out. Dragging it up onto the deck so that Blue Beauty could snatch it and dispose if it however she needed to <XDD 💀

I must specify that my cookie run characters are not in "my version" of the world- <:0 as in I didn't create the world they live in and how it works-

These cookie characters are fan OCs for an existing game! And note, its a game that I know next to nothing about! <:( I only researched enough to make characters that might fit into that universe somewhat realistically,, other than that, I've got nothing! :(

So about a pirate community being led by a King or Queen of some other chocolate brands..?.. aaaaaa I have no idea! <:0 Its not my world! Does it fit? I don't know.. Sorry.. :(((

@yourstrulylightstar283

Thank you <:) but hey, I have high hopes that this trial will end within the next few weeks! :D ..I really hope it will :')

@neo-metalscottic

:DD No problem! While I am spending an unfortunate amount of my time just lounging around trying to feel better.. I at least want to get around to answering asks! Its darn near my favorite part of running this blog after all! <XDD

When it comes to the Commander, he is not meant to have any fancy powers like in the movie or from Kamek. Magic in my universe is meant to be a very complicated practice. Something that would take years of studying and training to perfect. At least to the level where it can be used reliably in combat.. What I mean by this, is I don't think there's any magic related tricks that the Commander could "pick up" or be taught.. Magic also has everything to do with a magikoopa's gem staff thing, soo... <://

Though I suppose that the "superspeed flight" and the "self destruct" aspect could be incorporated into the Blue Parakoopa species somehow.. Perhaps due to the shape of their winds and flying styles, they could be incredibly fast. And Since they are so big and sturdy, perhaps they have been known to rocket towards their enemy and come crashing down onto/into them with all their might. Completely obliterating what ever they happen to hit. Like an explosion! XD Hmm.. I might just adopt that XDD Thanks for the idea!

Also he might make for a decent sparring partner if he was asked to do so! :0 though that's not his primary job..

As for Larry, unfortunately I've thought about him the least amongst the Koopalings. :((( Though I do intend to keep his star mark somehow.. and I didn't know about the music thing! :0 My Larry definitely wouldn't be a DJ, but I could certainly add an interest in music into his character! :0 Sounds like you kind'a built a bit of Larry for me! XD

@kaylee4509

Thank you so much!! I'm glad to hear it! :DD And "like spam", XDD there's no such thing on my blog! I consider it a huge compliment! :DD

@ripchaos69

:DD Thank you very much!! I'm glad you like what I've made!! :}} ✨💖✨

Me neither man, me neither. If someone else had set a boundary like that I would just drop it no questions asked. I don't get why its so hard for others to do the same.. and its such a small and simple boundary at that. It just baffles me, it really does. :'((

@petra-creat0r

I always knew/assumed that's why people harp on me so much about it. "All other artists like it. So why don't you like it? You make no sense."

I understand how everyone else sees it, but even then I wish people would get the message and just leave me alone about it. You know?

When I set a boundary, don't come into my ask box and question me about it. Don't start criticizing me or send me death threats or call me selfish and ungrateful. As has happened before..

Just read the boundary, "please do not make fanart of any kind for me" and then leave it/me alone. Its all I ask. :( I promise I would/will do the same for you, 💖

Thank you for the kind message and support, it really means a lot <:}

I'm doing by best every day to heal and work on myself as much as I can. I'm hoping to see improvements soon! <:}

@jennifergacha

Sorry, I don't take requests. But it sounds like you already have a good idea goin. Why not give it a go yourself? :0

:DDD Thank you so much!! That means the world!! :}} 💖

I have not :( I've seen and heard wonderful things about it though! No doubt its an awesome show :}}

@littlelightfish

WAAHAHAGG THANK YOU!! :DDD Nothing means more to me than to see people so passionate about my original characters! My ORIGINAL! CHARACTERS!! 😭😭💖💖💖 IM SO HONORED!!

XDD No no don't worry! You're fine! :}

Now, I do advise that people don't shove headcannons onto my charaters- BUT! I say this because in the past people have shipped my original characters together and have put mental illness and sexuality headcannons on themm.. which is just not ok. It made me super uncomfortable and should be a no brainer. Don't do that with peoples personal characters unless they say they are ok with it-

But this is a bit different, taking what I've already established and just gushing about it/digging into it a little deeper is alright! Honestly its such an honor! :DD It makes me very happi :}}} 💖💖

@jayden-for-now

@komikudikentalendo

:(( I been goin through it ngl. But I'm sure in a few weeks and maybe after I get a couple good rainy days under my belt? I'll be back to my old squiggly self :}

@beryl-shade (First link/video in question) (Second link/video in question)

I like to look at my cookie crew through more "serious" glasses. I don't think they ever would be involved in a coordinated musical number..

But even if they were, I'm not too sure how they'd react/feel.. :( I know Octo and Spidercrab wouldn't be having a good time though, that's for sure! XDD

#my response #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ocs #my ocs #super mario bros

[bunnys-lil-hideout]

hi this is basically my part 2 of my post about being a small selfship blog

that post was met with a good amount of small blogs being happy about what i had written, meanwhile there was a handful of blogs that still expressed being upset that they were so small despite the work they'd put into their stuff.

i should preface by saying, even though i've had posts get over 300+ notes, and i have over 100+ followers, im really not a big blog, and i do seriously mean that.

yes, my posts about selfship scenarios and positivity do get a good amount of notes, and lots of the tags are very positive and fun to read. but if you do look through my blog, you'll notice those are the only posts that get any attention. all my posts about my personal selfships barely get notes, i barely get any asks even when doing ask games, and i've even tried participating in those "reblog with your f/o and i'll assign them this!" posts and i dont think i've ever gotten a reply.

and yeah, the last one at least has bothered me a bit, and i wish i couldve been part of the fun, but i'll be honest— when i made my selfship blog, i literally made it to be my own corner where i can go gushy gooey crazy over my fictional men. and those posts i made about general selfshipping scenarios and such, those were me just throwing ideas at the walls so i had a place to put them and maybe a few people could see it and feel a lil better. i never intend for my stuff to get a lot of attention because honestly, i'm used to it, so my expectations are always extremely low, and i'm rarely ever upset about it not working out.

but i know for some people, that's not the same for them, and that's completely fair. they work hard on what they make, either through writing, through artwork, comics, animation, even just putting down their thoughts. its natural to have that part of you that wants to be seen and appreciated for what you made, even if it is self-indulgent and not a lot of people will relate to it.

and i am sorry to all of you who are in that boat, feeling like what you made isnt good enough because not many noticed it, that you don't have people asking about your f/os or s/is, that anything you made with love isn't getting that same response. i know it's hard, and honestly i wish i knew what i could say that would help you to feel better. but please just know that you're really not alone, and just because you aren't seen doesn't mean you aren't good enough for this community.

honestly the best advice i could try to give is that you still have a corner for where you can freely express your love for the characters that bring you happiness, and even if you don't have much of an audience, i think it's worth remembering that your f/os are your #1 supporters through and through, no matter what type of attention you get. they're happy that you love to talk about them, draw them, gush about them, even if no one sees it. they're happy that you've dedicated a space just about them.

and even if you don't get much notice out of it, please remember that you still deserve a place to feel safe and free.

it's going to be okay. i promise. please take care of yourself. its what your f/os would want, i'm sure.

#the bun talks #f/o community #self ship community #self-ship community #selfship community #f/o #selfship #self ship #self-ship #safeship #safeshipping #selfshipping #self shipping #self-shipping #sorry if this is messy my tummy hurts #and i really hope this comes across as positive and gentle i reallt tried hard with the wording

[70sscifiart]

I noticed last night you posted a lot of art by HR Geiger but I didn’t see an artist credit on any of them. Do you often post art without crediting the artist?

HR Geiger is a big name and everyone knows his work (he designed the xenomorph and sets of Alien and Aliens), but you should still credit him to keep in the habit of crediting artists. There are a lot of small time, niche, and obscure sci-fi artists that no one would know about unless art blogs like this that expose people to art they might not see otherwise credit them properly.

Good question! I originally had the credit, and it was eaten because of an issue with the auto-posting setup I use. I use a service that auto-posts to Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram but not Tumblr, so I have an IFTTT app set up to post from Facebook to Tumblr. This setup is the only way to get alt text on FB/twitter/Insta, but there's one catch. Every multi-image post on Facebook gets ported over as multiple posts on Tumblr, and the caption for all of them doesn't carry over.

I've been trying to edit in the captions (which I just did for those HR Giger pics), but sometimes I'll miss it for a while. I really like the setup on the whole, so I don't want to change it, but I'll probably cut down on multi-image posts after I'm done promoting my art book preorders in another month. I might experiment with similar IFTTT apps that might be better.

In retrospect this helps explain why people were asking me if I could credit artists more a week or two back! Anyway, tell all your alt-text-needers to follow me on Twitter or Facebook.

#asks

[jellyluvr]

That's it..

- kai anderson x fem reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

No one asked for this but you're getting it. Also my blog is NOT dying. but I'm still finna feed you guys cuz I luv u. Maybe I just set really high expectations but anyway. This fic is kinda ass ngl. It gets to the point tho 🤭

Tw: oral sex, secrets, kai going beyond your boundaries. PET NAMES!!! age gap too (really depends on how old u r tho)

S: kai finds your diary and he just gives it a read. And eats you out while you read it to him.

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ~ => ₊˚⊹

Kai spoke, talking about some random bullshit you didn't care about. You just cared about how his hand looked... how it'd feel inside you.

I mean, it wasn't your fault his hands were so attractive? It wasn't your fault they were so veiny and big...

Okay, you need to stop. Allie was clearly getting a little irritated by your daydreaming, but thankfully kai hadn't noticed. He was probably focusing on the men as usual, so you took that chance to whisper to Allie.

"What's going on?" You asked quietly, into allies ear.

"Kai's gonna shoot himself or something. Pay attention!" She whispered back, not amused at all. This cult was serious.. very serious. It was really life or death, but you were definitely the stupid one of them. Maybe even the bimbo.

So what? Maybe you liked pink. Maybe you loved men.. but that was a normal thing in a girl. Yeah.. you were old enough to mature.. but you didn't want to mature. You still acted like some stupid little girl. Which you weren't ashamed of. You were the most confident person ever. Besides when it came to boy stuff. Then there was a problem.

Kai. Kai was your problem. He'd be the death of you. You knew it. He was too hot, too fine.. what if his dick looked as good as his hands?? Fuck...

"Y/n repeat what I just said." Kai said sternly at you, staring you down. You looked over to him, your mouth agape.

"Huh?" You laughed slightly, trying to play it off cool. But it wasn't cool. Your stomach burned with desire. Even thinking about kai turned you on. It turned you on so much...

Kai took a deep breath, closing his eyes while he tried to manage his anger. He couldn't really contain it, clearly. He rubbed his face, and continued with his speech to the small group of people in his basement while Allie turned to you.

"Dumbass." She mumbled, watching kai once more. You turned to him, listening to him as he talking about the plan on Tuesday? Yeah. Tuesday. But Tuesday just turned into sex.

What would he look like in a porno? What would he do? Would he act well in it? Would it be rough? You created scenarios in your head, mainly thinking about dick. His dick.

Finally, kai dismissed you all, letting you go upstairs. As everyone chatted, their steps on the wooden floor filling the room you went to your room in kai's house. He had spare rooms, so you took one. But it was just because you wanted to see kai more.

As soon as you got to your room you shut the door, locking it immediately. You sat down on your bed, leaning off it to reach your diary. Or where you basically just made porn.

You flipped to a blank page, your previous writing leaving indents in this paper. You let out a soft sigh, it being hot and full of desire. You closed your eyes, resting your head on your palm as you thought about kai. How he'd look naked, out of the shower, jerking off... anything to get your pussy aching. And eventually it happened, which also got your wrist moving.

You wrote with your pencil, some words beautiful, some words looking ugly. Either way, you wrote your fantasies down, drawing little pictures along side the paragraphs.

Your hand slipped to your panties, just about to go under them before you heard a familiar knock.

"Y/n! Come out here, I need you to go down to the basement for me." Kai's voice followed, which made you spring up off your bed.. which also led to you not closing your diary.

You walked to the door opening it with a smile as Kai stood there, gesturing for you to go. You went down stairs, not really sure what to expect.

Kai stayed in the doorway, looking at your room. His eyes grazed over everything, including the enticing book on your bed. He walked in, staring at the book. He grabbed it, looking at the pictures. The very... explicit drawings.

A smirk grew on his face, tugging at the corners of his mouth as he read through the page you had left off on. It didn't take him long to realize it was about him, and it got him thinking what else you had written. He went to the first page, grazing over the words.

You had gone to the basement again, so you had no idea what was going on. You really didn't care what he did though... plus, your mind went somewhere else as you were made to clean up the basement.

Recently kai had been pretty messy down there, especially with 30 men sleeping down there so you had to douse the room with frebreze.

Once kai had read two pages, he set the book down, walking out before laughing to himself. He thought it was cute. Maybe a little disturbing how detailed you wrote, but he found it adorable.

Just another one of his fangirls. He had quite a big ego, so he wasn't that surprised. He had noticed how nervous you got... how you acted non chalant (or tried to) in serious situations.

You really needed a taste of reality.. a big taste.

So, while you cleaned the crusty basement and moved all the sleeping bags.. Kai set everything into motion. When you'd get up, he'd just confront you about the book. Nothing more, just a little chat.

But that wasn't how it went at all.

Continuing to clean the basement, you finally got bored and stopped, running up the stairs and going to your room. You certainly didn't expect kai to be in there.. reading your diary.

"Hey! That's mine!! What the hell are you doing????!" You shouted, running over and snatching the book from him. He laughed again, staring into your eyes as he had his giggles.

"Why don't you read it then? Since you're such a big girl. Since you think you can talk back to me." His tone changed. He went cold as he stared at you, his dimples disappearing back into his face. You looked down at the book, checking what page he had left on.

The last page. Your last entry... your unfinished paragraph...

You hadn't closed your diary when you went to the basement.. that was why this all happened. Your face turned pale from embarrassment, the heat going to your hands and thighs.

Your palms got clammy as you stood there, rethinking your horrible life choices.

"Well? Would you like me to read it?" He teased, but his tone was still cold. You just looked up, shaking your head no in response.

"You like me.. don't you? All those things you wrote about me in that little book. Why don't we talk about it? Maybe it'll get it out of your system so you don't think like such a slut."

His smile had returned, but on the last sentence it fell. He took the book from your sweaty hands, looking at it once more.

"How about you finish this paragraph and we can get started." He demanded, handing you a pencil. You bit the inside of your cheek while you took it, finishing the sentence.

'With his big veiny hands.' You wrote, your handwriting horrible from how nervous you were.

He looked at it, snickering at what you had wrote. "Really? You can do better than that, princess." He erased it, giving you back the pencil. You leaned on the desk, kai moving behind you as he put his 'big veiny hands' along your shoulders, moving them up and down. He moved his head in the crook of your neck, his hot breath hitting you.

You instantly felt an ache for him, but you began to write regardless.

'With his fat cock.' You wrote over the erased lines, it still looking horrible. He smiled at what you had wrote, his hips moving into yours forcing you to feel his erection.

"That's my girl.." he whispered, his hands moving down to your hips.

"Now read it. Read it all." He said sternly, but still in a low whisper. Your mouth opened, ready to read, but you couldn't. You were too afraid, and it got worse as kai's hands began to knead your hips, gradually going down.

"H-his.. brown eyes, his blue hair, his-" You choked on your words, feeling kai's hand go to your panties, cupping your clothed pussy.

"Don't stop. Continue." He said in a soft tone, his finger going inside your panties.

You choked, clearing your throat before you continued. "His h- hot figure.." you hesitated, trying to avoid the word. This was so humiliating.. so wrong of him to do. But it just got worse.

His finger played with your pussy, making you squeak a little.

His finger tip moved in a up and down motion over your hole, making your legs weak. He teased you while you stuttered, tripping over every word in the paragraph.

You gasped, feeling his finger enter you, making you squirm a bit. His finger moved inside of you, moving your plush walls and hitting every possible spot you wanted.

Your clit ached for attention, and you closed your eyes, giving up on the reading.

"Turn around." His finger slipped out of your wet pussy, instead moving to your waist to turn you. You faced him before he pushed you up onto the desk, flipping your skirt up revealing your panties.

His hands went to the band, pulling them off slowly while he looked up at you. "Read." Your hands shook as you took the diary, reading where you left off the best you could.

"I want him in-" you huffed some air, looking down at kai, being in contact with his blue hair. You felt your panties move to your ankles, and kais hair tickle your thighs as his head moved in between them. His hands moved up to the backs of your thighs, pushing them up as he folded you in half.

You held the book tight, choking down your nervousness and reading the next part. They came aline nicely.

"Inside me.." you said quietly, kais tongue licking into your folds right on time. You whimpered, your thighs trying to close around him, but he held them apart.

His lips closed around your clit, his tongue flicking against you skillfully as you melted under him. You clutched the book, your eyes squinting at the stimulation.

"Mm~" you moaned, biting your lip. Kai continued to assault your clit, his pace quickening.

You looked at the words, all of them becoming bunched up and scrambled. You couldn't make sense of any of it, and you finally came. You moaned a little more, whimpering and such. Kai's tongue moved off of you, his left hand opening up your folds to see your arousal.

"That's it, babygirl. Just like that." He praised, his tongue going back into your pussy, licking up anything you had left. He looked up at you as he swallowed up all of your juices, smiling as he did so.

You moaned more, your legs trying to close again, but kai didn't let you. He snickered through his nose, letting out huffs of hot air on your clit, only making you squirm more. You looked at the book, trying to make sense of any words, but you simply couldn't. Your head went back as you tried to calm down, kais head moving away from your thighs and instead to your lips.

His lips hovered yours before he kissed you. You tasted yourself somewhere in the kiss, but it was mostly breathy and hot. He left a kiss on your cheek, smiling before he let go of your legs, letting you process what just happened.

"Just ask next time. It'll save yourself that bullshit book." He snatched the book from your hands, putting it in his stupidly large pocket before leaving.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

K thats it. Also the diary is a small one. Thats how he fits it in his pocket lol

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for calling an nd popular girl malicious and saying she should change her therapist in a group chat?

I'm also nd and I do feel guilty, but I'm also mad about this. All participants are over the age of 25 and qpoc.

Popular girl, generic posts gets 100+ likes within hours, known for being really vocal social justice warrior and entertaining clapbacks at enemies (usually anons). I followed because some of my friends follow, all of us like the big array of interests (including fandom) we get on our dashes from her rather than the following type of posts.

This girl has a habit of telling "stories" about her internet life, particularly, every time she got into a fight with some other accounts. It's sometimes one sided, it's often times over small things that either she exaggerates or she herself made worse by "clapbacking" or accusing others of commiting heinous crimes over like a badly phrased sentence or saying something subjective she personally dislikes. For example calling someone mentally disturbed and underdeveloped for reminding her of a basic fandom etiquette she deems childish or ridiculing someone for liking a common unproblematic fiction trope then then making multiple provocative posts meant to take a piss at them. The anons often would come back to her annoyed or to tell her off. That way a normal conversation becomes a fight and she becomes the victim of harassment.

Back to her "stories", basically she makes long posts detailing all these fights she got into over the years, publicly names and shames them, tracks url changes or remade accounts too, makes little remarks like "they shouldn't have started a beef with Me" or "I could have doxed them if I wanted to" and always ending with "I'm sorry I can't be normal anymore after what I went thru" referring to one or two times she did get cyberstalked and harassed by an obsessive anon who made multiple accounts to do this. She has her group of people who validate her and they all think they're more mature than those anons, most of her followers find the stories damn entertaining.

This is a common type of popular mean girls that I have grown desensitized to, so I'm not a real great person either for still following people like her for non-confrontational posts I recognize that and I'm trying to do better. Some time ago, after months of following her, I realized (with help) it wasn't good for my mental health to keep seeing her posts and putting her name on my blog at all was support I didn't want to give her. I blocked her and her freinds.

This week, one of my GCs got newcomers and were asking for informative good blogs to follow, a couple members suggested her blog so I warned against her. Told them she was not a nice presence, she might find some small thing to hate about them and make a mountain of hate out of it, suggested other blogs etc. Those two fans of her got annoyed, told me to not influence others' actions, she was just a hurt woman who supported many causes she wasn't different from most twitter girlies etc. They're not friends with her but knowing her and her followers I might get featured on her storytime one day /s.

The text is all about her but the situation is between me and the gc newcomers so that's why I think I was an asshole for influencing their decision and badmouthing a random person who irritates me to some strangers?

I have my own therapist btw, plenty of trees to touch too, don't worry about that.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[shrink-or-grow]

WELCOME TO THE BLOG!!! TAKE A SIZE RAY AND HAVE A SEAT.

This is a blog for making polls about giant/tiny size headcanons about characters from all kinds of different media, run by me, the one-and-only @tiny-brain. Yeah, you've probably (never) heard of me. I (don't) get around.

Each poll will be about a different character from a different piece of media, determining whether they should shrink, grow, or if they'd work better as a full-on sizeshifter!

I'm going to try to make this a daily thing, but don't be surprised if I disappear or forget to post some days. Basically just check back whenever and see if there's a new poll or not. I'll try not to keep you all waiting too long if I do go missing.

There's also a chance I'll hand this blog off to someone else in the future, cause while I obviously wanna stick around for as long as I can, I DO NOT want to be doing this forever. I might be willing to come back on occasion though, so who knows?

ANYWAY ON TO THE MOST IMPORTANT PART: DA RULES!!!

ALL CHARACTERS MUST BE SUGGESTED VIA ASKS! If you have questions about a character you are submitting please DM me through my main blog, @tiny-brain.

Characters can come from almost anything (movies, TV, video games, web series, comics, novels, etc), and be almost anything (even inanimate objects or memes/jokes).

This blog is SFW only. PLEASE DO NOT SUGGEST CHARACTERS WITH OVERLY SEXUAL/NSFW CONNOTATIONS BEHIND THEM (Or if they come from something intentionally meant to be NSFW) NSFW blogs, please DNI.

DO NOT Suggest characters associated with problematic real-life individuals/organizations. I will not tolerate any racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, hatred for religious or ethnic groups, or any other prejudice of any kind. This blog is meant to be a safe space for everyone. If you are not willing to tolerate others because of their differences, do not interact with me or follow me.

I also reserve the right to refuse to do a poll on a character if I don't want to do one for them. You can DM me on my main account to argue your case for them, and I will explain my own reasoning, but if I still refuse, please do not continue to bug me about it.

Your OCs are wonderful and I love them all, but chances are they're already big and/or small, if you're the kind of people I think you are (cause who else would follow a blog like this?). Suggesting them for this poll would be kind of redundant, wouldn't it? If you want to submit an OC that's not already size-related though, that's fair game, just be sure to provide me with art/images of them to use in the poll header.

Please make sure to be kind and considerate to others! This isn't a competition, so if more people vote for a character to be a different size than what you thought they should be, don't be a jerk about it. We've all got our own headcanons, and if you want Reigan to be a smol little guy in your AU fanfic, nobody's stopping ya. In fact, tell people about it! I'm sure they'll love your ideas, even if they chose to vote differently.

AGTHMP I ALMOST FORGOR THIS RULE AM SORRYYY Basically, please only submit one character per ask. That means no groups for now, sorry. I'd like for each individual character to have their own poll before we start messing with both them and all their friends together as a unit. Sorry!

And that should do it! Now start suggesting characters! I can't wait to get this started. I put off doing homework for this!

#g/t #sfwgt #sfw g/t #g/t poll #poll blog #polls #g/t sfw #g/t community #giant/tiny #sfw giant/tiny #sfw gt #sfw only #g/t headcanons

[faulix]

btw, since people love lying about me on this website:

i have not known lolthia for a year like they claim. i first learned of lolthia about a month ago when i noticed their racist treatment of my friend. it was by chance we learned of their goretober list that had abuse glorification with prompts like medical/drugged torture, kidnapping, and stalking. we were able to see that lolthia had a pattern of writing yandere, murder, and other gross topics with a quick search of their blog. THAT is why i decided to say something and call them out. period

x

i find it kind of hilarious that you're claiming to have blocked me from servers and discord so you don't have proof. i wonder if you would even know my discord, yknow, the one handle i haven't changed in years. i mean, surely if you have me blocked you would be able to pull that up easy right? let's not forget the fact that you're claiming to know me personally when you cannot even get my pronouns right.

x

the funny part about this is that barely anyone who rb'ed your callout weren't even your mutuals, with a good amount of people actually adding in the notes how fed up they were with your bullshit. i am not a big enstars blog. i'm not even talking about enstars right now. i am a small blogger with less than 100 followers who ships with the only two minor characters in enstars. a majority of people who have rb'ed your callout are not big enstars bloggers. we are small time selfshippers just trying to have a fun time on tumblr dot com. the only one who is willfully taking themselves out of the fandom or even the circle of enstars selfshippers is you. you willfully create harmful content, you paint yourself as the victim, and you refuse to apologize for multiple things such as your racism and suicide baiting.

x

i am nice to others because they are not winding up their victim complex to make me look like the bad guy. again, if you have legitimate proof that we were once friends: look at your blocklist (or your server blocklist) and post my handle. i dare you. but then again, you probably couldn't do that considering you don't know what the username is. i think the funniest thing about it is that you can't even be bothered to post the server name, can't even bother to explain how we met (shocker considering i've only been into enstars actively for like barely a year now), it is you saying "well this is clearly my word against his" when you can't even provide the basic proof that you and i ever knew each other. you probably DON'T want me to post the ask where you said that you had finally found me and lamented that we could even be friends now if i would take back my words and be the bigger person. but then again, you kind of admitted that yourself when you said you didn't know who made the callout and even said it could be multiple people because you didn't know, but hey, let's take back that and spin it as a long rooted hate campaign by me. x

btw, when i first made this post, i held off on posting it because i haven't received nonanon asks for this, so i was able to chalk it up to you just trying to send more anons toward me to get me painted as the villain, but since this morning i woke up to you making a callout post about me that was filled with lies and fake screenshots it's about time i speak up. you may have deleted it, but don't worry, i made sure to screenshot everything you said and put it in an imgur album to refresh your memory. right here, don't worry, i took every screenshot word for word so you can remember what you said.

i'm not going to post every single screenshot to this. i think it would be insane behavior to make this post even longer. so let me just some up my feelings:

in your fake screenshots not only did you try to blur out what my name was (probably because these are not actually talking about me, but hey, you thought you could make it work, right?) but you proceed to, once again, continuously use the wrong pronouns for me, which is kind of weird since you're claiming to have known me for a year.

let me reiterate this so you get it through you thick skull: i use he/it pronouns and have been doing so for years now. your callout and screenshots repeatedly uses the wrong pronouns for me. do not even bother claiming you didn't know or that i recently changed them as my past blog and every single friend i'm close with will testify to my pronouns, and i'm absolutely sick of you misgendering and degendering me and my identity. considering you've been sending me several asks you could have easily looked and my pronouns in both my description and pinned, but hey, that's another lie for you, right?

then you post a screenshot of a server main chat, but it's very convenient of you to 1.) not get the server name and 2.) leave out the date you sent it, yknow, the things that you could at least say we shared together. i wonder why you didn't bother to get that information if it was so important. oh wait, i do! it's because you are deliberately lying about me to paint yourself as the victim.

i'm not going to even dissect the lies you weave together because, once again, you are speaking without proof. this is not a case of "my words against his" you are deliberately spreading lies on the grounds that you think no one will fact check you, you tool. again, if i was such a danger to you that i would deliberately make several accounts to surpass your "ban", why would you not post my discord username or the "alt accounts" i made to protect others for safety? why don't you do so now? oh! it's because you don't know them and are lying through your teeth.

i did not send you an ask where i told you that you needed to change your goretober list to get rid of the necrophilia. if i did, how about you post it with my url and call me wrong. not to mention the biggest thing i called you out on was the fact that you were glorifying and romanticizing abuse with drugged torture, kidnapping, and stalking. but sure let's gloss over that part because that would make you look bad!

there is nothing out of context in what you said or did, it is in plain english, several screenshots where you demonized a selfshipper of color because "they were more popular than you", pulled several excuses out of your ass to ship with a 16 year old, and put suicide baits in the main enstars tags, oh but don't worry! in your eyes the enstars fandom deserved it! and you want to paint yourself as innocent? give me a fucking break.

and the absolute gall of you to proclaim you acted like this because of your bpd, which you're still rb'ing sad bpd posts now. the nerve of you to assume i am not neurotypical when i have been struggling with autism and adhd all my life, and my own bpd for the past 14 years since i was diagnosed. it is not an act of ableism to call you out on your disgusting behavior towards people of color and abuse victims. i don't care about your backstory. you know exactly what you are doing and say that you are "exploring dark themes". no one believes you, and no one ever will. and miss me with that "i didn't know the shipper's race" as if you did not see the commissions you were directly complaining about them that shows them as not white very obviously. but hey, what's one more lie for you?

just so you know: every single ask you have sent me i have kept. from where you pretended to be 10 different people, all from your original ask where you think we should "just talk it out" without you taking any accountability, thanking me for the callout, pretending to be anons sticking up for you, and even threatening me with fake evidence that i have been in enstars servers sending death threats. but hey, since i didn't respond to those so you could have ammunition as so you could say i'm stalking you and villainizing you, i guess the next step would be a callout!

i will never be as obsessed with you as you are with me. you are the stupidest person on this planet if you genuinely thought i would not catch wind of what you were doing, from sending me and my friends and mutuals several asks to deliberately lying about me on your own blog. you have sent me over 50 asks in 24 hours, spamming my inbox with anons, but you couldn't even bother changing your typing style. you can't be bothered to tell people to watch out for this discord user because, again, you don't even know who i am. you can spin a web of lies to cover your ass, but barely anyone sees through it, and no amount of anons you send yourself will never convince anyone, especially strangers who has seen your blog. i do not care about how you no longer can look forward to your sick goretober where you glorify the abuse that real people go through. i am a grown adult with a job, school life, friends, pets, and so much more. maybe you could be the same if you shaped up and stopped being on tumblr. touch some grass for once. no one will believe you. i will not delete your callout. you have deliberately done horrible acts and acted like you were being demonized because "the enstars fandom and selfshippers are mean and cliquey", as if people don't see right through what you post without care and how you act. either apologize for what you have willfully done or log off and deactivate. i don't care which. leave me alone, leave my friends and mutuals alone, and grow up.

btw, i figured i would also throw this in the enstars tags so people would know about your horrible act and how you have treated me and demonized me for the past two days for standing up for my friends and the people you've hurt. here's the original callout btw, just in case anyone's new here! i don't care how badly you say this affects you because, again the only person trying to demonize you is you yourself. you lie about every aspect to save your ass and i will not take it. i mean, you tagged my "callout" with enstars tags (despite the fact that i never interact with the enstars fandom and have been talking about brc for the past month) but hey! if you wanna act like a clown i'll treat you like one.

you are an absolute moron if you think 1.) anyone would believe you considering your past behavior and 2.) thought i would just lay over and start crytyping for an apology. you are 20 years old acting like a spoiled toddler who got punished for throwing toys at others. i have more resolve, a backbone, and friends that will always care for me and support me, sorry if you can't relate. fuck you

#leo post #lolthia #ensemble stars #enstars #tw racism #tw suicide #tw suicide bait #ok to rb #if you can help me spread this that'd be great #i am absolutely sick of lolthia's treatment of me and it's important to me that it gets addressed.

[feelyourrush]

A Sonny Disposition || Tim LaFlour x F!OC || Chapter 001

Synopsis: Sonny, a freshman at Stratford University, is a bubbly and hyper-feminine fashion design student all the way from Australia. She's excited to be on her own for the first time, but settling into independence is proving to be more complicated than she anticipated. Thankfully, fellow student, piercing-lover punk, and hockey ingenue Tim LaFlour lives in the same apartment building as her and is more than willing to lend a helping hand—even if they seem to be from completely separate worlds. What will they learn from each other? What will they have the patience to teach each other?

Genre/tags: Pure fluff, no smut. A friends-to-lovers slow burn romance with mutual pining. Imagine two golden retrievers crushing hard on each other p much!! Slight age difference, big size difference.

Word count: 1,850

A/N: My first fic in the Matt Lillard tag! My first fic on this blog! My first fic in a long, long time. And of course I couldn't help but start a new series. Aiming for this to be a novella/shorter chapter book. Hope y'all enjoy and please leave feedback if you have it!!

"Honestly, Auntie Steph, Uncle Benny—" I let out a grunt, hoisting a large suitcase and out of the back of their trunk— "Don't worry too much about me. I'll be fine, and I know who to call in case I need any help."

They followed behind me, with Auntie Steph carrying a large dress form and Uncle Benny pushing a dolly with the rest of my things. "We know, love. We're just one call away, and your Auntie Steph has some clients downtown," Uncle Benny addressed me from behind the pile of moving boxes atop the dolly as we walked into the apartment building.

"Right. I'm down here at least twice a week," Aunt Steph said. She was a consultant for an interior design firm, handling top-tier clients. Famous actresses, hockey players, the like. I held the door open as best as I could, practically squished between the door and the railing of the small staircase up to the apartment building.

I was a few days away from starting my freshman year at Stratford University in Toronto. I was a late registrant, so by the time I got accepted, there was no housing left in the freshman dorms. Instead, I was assigned to an apartment typically reserved for the upperclassmen. It was still maintained by the university, but I supposed I still had perks. Living with the older students probably meant a bit more freedom, not that I was planning on doing much besides schoolwork.

My aunt and uncle were just like my parents, worrywarts. Except, I could at least dodge my parents somewhat; I came all the way from Australia where I've lived for the last... well, my whole life. They were busy with work so all they could do was drop me off at the airport. Between then and about an hour ago, when I met up with my aunt and uncle at the airport, I traveled alone and enjoyed it. Don't get me wrong, I love my family, and I appreciate having people who cared about me a lot—but my goodness, could they be overbearing!

I was trying to hide my anxiousness to get rid of my aunt and uncle, but I wasn't so sure how well it was working. "I know. I've got you both on speed dial," I said, flashing them one of my signature megawatt smiles as we careened my things inside.

Like in the movies, students were bustling across the lobby, traversing its small space with ease. They looked grown up, if that makes sense. I felt intimidated, to say the least, and had half a mind to pay a visit to the chancellor's office or find someone else in charge to see if they could squeeze me into one of the freshman dorms. I would take an air duct if it was all they had.

My apartment was upstairs, at the very end of the hall on the third floor. The building seemed older, less well-kept and modern like the rest of the university. The dusty spiderwebs in the corners of the ceiling and the scratched linoleum in my room gave the whole place a nice charm, though. It was lived-in, and felt grown-up, too.

I could feel the excitement set in as Uncle Benny emptied the dolly. Eventually, they plopped onto the sunken-in, emerald green couch in the middle of the living room. I laughed, watching them take their exaggerated breaths. We were a theatrical bunch.

"Somehow, we did it," Auntie Steph said.

Uncle Benny checked his watch. "Alright, honey. It's almost lunch time. We'll get out of your hair so you can get something to eat. Remember what we said."

"Of course," I said, giving them hugs as they stood up from the couch. Real good hugs, too, like the ones I'd given my family right before I got on the plane. It was a bittersweet moment, one that marked the end of my phase as that little kid who played dress up with her Barbie dolls and the beginning of my new chapter as a fashion design student. "I love you both."

"We love you too," Aunt Steph said. "We'll send our wishes."

After they left, I was so exhausted from my long journey that I thought I'd better rest, too. With a deep breath, I landed on the couch—and heard a crack of wood underneath me. I sank a few inches.

===

"Thanks so much," I said while signing my name on a piece of paper. I looked up at the gentleman with a polite, expectant smile.

"Are ya sure you don't need our help carrying this up?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at me. Behind him, a small crew of movers were transporting my new couch into the lobby.

"Umm..." I sized the couch up and down. It was about the same size as my old one, with three cushions. Knowing my parents, they ordered me something a bit hefty so it would last longer, made of real wood and all. I had the upper body strength of a squirrel, probably, but I didn't want to look stupid in front of the movers. I was grown up, after all, doing big girl things now. Surely I could move a couch by myself. Giving them all a thumbs up, I said, "I should be able to handle it. Got some friends coming soon to help me."

"Alright," the gentleman filed my papers away and gave his crew a shrug before walking out. "Have a good day, miss."

It was just me and a couch in the lobby now. "Hmm." I circled it, feeling its plastic wrap. At least I wouldn't have to worry about the cushions flying off while I was carrying this thing. I glanced over at the elevator, which was much too small to fit the couch on (and it probably would've been over the weight limit). Then I looked up at the stairs.

Not realizing I was taking up the space in front of the main entryway to the building, I heard someone clear their throat behind me, startling me.

"Uh... need a hand?"

I didn't know where to look first, because it certainly wasn't his face. He was a tall guy, at least a foot taller than me, bleach blonde, and he wore these giant black combat boots, faded gray jeans that had more than a little distressing on them, and a cut-off t-shirt that said The Ramones on it. He had a cornucopia of piercings on his face. Their silver beads reflected under the fluorescent light. I'd never seen anyone like him before.

I was probably gawking, because a second later, he spoke again. "You okay?"

I picked my jaw up off the floor. "Yeah! Yeah, totally. I just, um..." I chuckled awkwardly, patting the top of the couch.

"Did you order this thing?"

"Yes, I did," I said confidently.

"You know, the apartments come with their own couches, right?" He couldn't hide his smile.

"Yeah," I said, not so confidently anymore. For a scary-looking guy, he had a big, friendly smile. It caught me off guard, just like the rest of him did. "Mine, um, broke."

Despite his smile, I thought he was going to chew me out and tell me to move. But he looked the couch up and down, and then looked at me at least up (my lower half was covered by the back of the couch) and said, "Right. Well, I'm cool with it being here but I don't know if the rest of the guys will be."

"Rest of the...?"

Before I knew it, a slew of boys—men? students?—flooded into the apartment building, vaulting over the couch and brushing past me to go upstairs. They were all the same size and stature as him and for a second there, I was worried I would get trampled, so I stayed completely still, scrunching my face.

They were all carrying duffel bags and hockey sticks, dressed in Stratford jerseys and sweatpants. I put two and two together. When the dust settled was around the same time I realized I could ask them to help me carry the couch up, but they were already gone by then. I looked over at the guy and we seemed to be on the same wavelength.

"Do you think I could—"

"Hey, do you need—"

We chuckled, realizing we talked over each other. He said, "I got you." Then, he hollered up, "Hey! Sammo! Bowman! Could use a hand."

They spawned from above, almost racing each other to the bottom of the steps. I couldn't help but laugh at how rowdy they were.

"Oh, we got a new couch for the spot, eh?" asked Sammo, whose name was on his jersey. Bowman splayed across the couch for a laugh before hopping back up.

"This is..." the blonde guy looked over at me, furrowing his brow.

"Sonny. I'm Sonny," I smiled.

"Tim, you caught yourself a girl from down undah?" Sammo teased.

The blonde, who I knew now as Tim, continued. "....Sonny, and she needs our help carrying this to her apartment. Apartment...?"

"13."

"Damn. That's all the way at the end of the hall, isn't it?" Bowman asked.

"C'mon, boys. Sonny's new around here. Let's be polite and make her want to stay," Tim said. It was then that I noticed he also had a duffel bag and hockey sticks, which he set down outside. They each took a side and I went to lift my own, but I was met with a hand up from Sammo.

"Don't worry about this, me'lady. Don't want you liftin' up a finger." Sammo grinned.

So, I took careful steps behind them, figuring I shouldn't insist to be in the way, and watched them pivot with every bend of the staircase. This was a whole lot easier than careening this whole thing up myself. I wasn't sure what I was thinking when I let those movers leave.

Finally, they set the couch down in the middle of my room. It seemed to be no effort to them at all. I wore a warm smile.

"Thank you guys, so much," I said, holding my hands together.

"Ah, don't mention it. C'mon, Sammo, let's go." The pair left my place, and me and Tim, alone.

I chuckled, feeling a bit awkward. "You really saved the day," I said. "Sorry about that."

"Don't be sorry," he told me. "Looks like we were at the right place at the right time." He smiled. "Well, Sonny, it turns out I'm actually in the apartment right underneath you. Number six. So if you need anything else..."

A sort of dread filled my stomach. You could hear every step you took in this place thanks to the creaky wooden floors. I was already a bit worried about bothering my neighbors with my endless nights of sewing and my impromptu dance parties, now I had to think about not bothering Tim. Strange and yet adorable and super helpful Tim. I tried to hide how horrified I was with a smile right back.

"Cool. I'll keep that in mind," I said. "Thanks again, and, um, see ya around."

"See ya."

#tim laflour fluff #tim laflour x reader #tim laflour #matthew lillard x reader #matthew lillard #poc writer #senseless 1998

[munkiey]

First of all, hello lmao. I just found your blog because I love lmk stuff even though I'm not very active on this social network, I've seen your amazing art on other social networks, and I wanted to ask you kindly if you could help giving me some tips to be able to promote my art or my blog in a better way or how to get people to see my content more, because I have seen that you have been very popular here in such a short time and I have been here trying for more than a year and I have achieved almost nothing, when I share my art on various sites there are no comments and I don't know what to do anymore, I am a bit desperate because I really want to work on this because I love it, it is my passion and also I will want to have some income with commissions because I need it, so yes I would like to make money doing what I am passionate about, but sometimes I wonder if my art is really good or what am I doing wrong because nobody responds to me when I post something. It was long, sorry if this has bothered you, I hope you can answer me, I feel that it would help me.

Okay so what you’re asking about is marketing. Now in the grand scheme of things bud, I’m actually pretty small. Maybe in correlation to a small fandom I might have made an impression but as the internet at large I’m a guppy compared to some of the big fish. Honestly, I prefer it that way. 

The bigger you get the easier a target you are, and the less you’re a person to the people you interact with. Don’t forget that.

The old saying, it's lonely at the top, is very true. The bigger you get the more likely people are to put expectations on you for how you should behave or what they expect. You’ll always be vulnerable to criticism and unable to reach out to your ‘fans’ in a fashion that isn’t either going to leave you exposed or looked at with scrutiny. When it comes to breaking into a fandom though, choosing what your focus is and making sure you have in mind what branding you’re going for. People like consistency and they like predictability. Think about some of the most famous Youtubers today, they’re always updating and they have a ‘theme’ to what they do. I’m a comic artist and wannabe animator, that’s what my content is. I post occasional illustrations between larger projects but as a whole people who follow me can generally expect I have something in the works. 

Looking at your message as a whole though I’m gonna give you a little bit of a hard pill. Don’t base your worth off what other people say. Yes, not getting any responses s u c k s. We’ve all been there and we all want to know how we did. In the grand scheme of things artists are a line of lil dogs wagging their tails and waiting for a pat on the head. You gotta find joy in just chasing that passion though. I see a lot of artists chasing clout and not chasing their artistic passion. They base every decision off what people want, or what they think will get them noticed. It’s very hollow. You can make a living in the comic book, illustration, animation, industry and never be noticed by the online sphere as a whole. Trust me on that, the amount of people I see that I know are published and recognized artists in the industry and have almost no following is a pretty regular thing. Again though, that comes down to your focus and what you want. If you want to have an online presence and gain a following, choose your lane, market yourself and keep your social media oriented towards that. Make a character for yourself and how you want to be perceived by people. I’m not always as cheeky in person, or horrific, but I like the humor of it and it builds a persona for me online.  If you want a career and you want to chase that dream, focus on improving yourself first. If you keep posting it online, trust me, the rest will follow.

There is no magic pill to making a social media following overnight. There are tricks, things to do to help grow it over time. Marketing classes are a thing and can help. But all and all, I’m also a believer in the fact that, if you love what you do, the rest will gradually follow.

#munkiey #asks

[uncannyalien]

Asking some AU comp competitors & supporters:

- Are there any AUs you weren't familiar with that have recently caught your attention, or that you would like to learn more about?

- What are some AUs/fanworks that you enjoy, and would encourage more people to go check out? (Doesn't have to be in the comp!)

Oh Stars, where do I begin?

The server of the competition is full of so many creators, many of whom I have never met or known of their AUs before(I'm still quite new to the fandom), and it's been great engaging with all of them!

I can't list every single AU I wanna learn more about, there's too many!

I'm very intrigued by Aberration by probablynotarutabega whom I'm going up against in the coming bracket, and I literally spent some time today reading what they have available so I could get to know it better! I hope we're at least able to team up!

There's also the Revelations Timeline AU by idk im just here now who has a really cool insight into how the Krang and the magic system works in their AU! I'd like to say we've become friends over this little time

Of course I have to talk up some of my friends AUs!

Minecraft Isekaid by songdrop (who has teamed up with Mitosis by Varian_dislikes_cheese) is a really cool AU about the rise boys getting stuck in Minecraft but as they explore things are not quite how they know. They're incredibly talented at art and storytelling and have so many ideas it's absolutely insane!

There's also the Soulmates(Evil) AU by Evan that's heavy Mikey angst and it's wonderful to see the other characters beating up MeatSweats

Oh dear this is gonna be long isn't it ehe. There's just too many to count!

The Employees is done by multiple folks and follows a collective of OCs that work for Senior Hueso

Minor Interference by bambiraptorx is on my To Read list where the turtles accept Draxum's offer of training with him

As for ones that are not in the competition I have many suggestions:

Clean up Crew also by songdrop, a small fic that's part of his like, 6 AUs in one universe the guy's an idea machine!

I discovered A Mirror's Reflection by ratsistryingtheirbest here on Tumblr as just a "what if" post and I may or may not have sort of dared them into making it. And it's really good! A rise Future AU where Leo, Mikey, and CJ are sent to another reality post-apocalypse where their brothers survived. And won the war.

The Nexus Heir by ItzCoffee is a fun AU where Leo gets manipulated into Big Mama's care

I'm not particularly one for fics that have romance/shipping or the Next Generation trope, but Little Warrior by NovelistServant is a proud exception for me. This is an AU where Future Raph gets sent back in time with a baby CJ and things sure do happen. Prepare to cry, prepare to laugh, prepare to cry again but happy this time. I've read it twice

A Tale of Spirits by unorthodoxx recently updated and I'm so excited with where the story is going. You like turtles? You like ATLA? You're gonna like this one

And last but certainly not least, I'd be remiss if I didn't shameless plug my own AU: Remember Forever. I've written plenty of stories before but this is my first fanfiction and it's the longest project I've had so far. It's a post-season 2 pre-movie rise AU where Mikey discovers an alien(that is definitely not my self-insert) and shenanigans ensue. You can of course learn more at my masterpost which is pinned on my blog and by giving it a read! I'm trying my best to write some fluff while also acknowledging that these characters have Gone Through Things.

There are so many more AUs than these that I've mentioned so seriously go check everyone out! Thanks so much for the ask and I wish everyone a great time in the competition!

#tmnt au comp #tmnt au competition #tmnt au competition 2024 #remember forever au #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #writeblr #ao3 fanfic #unpause rise of the tmnt

[veeveex3]

Bunny Boy Bonanza! (aka. Housewardens as Bunny Boys / Bunny Butlers)

inspired by the obey me bunny boy outfits + events and NOT by playboy bunnies (just to clarify) also, thank you all for 400 followers wtf lol i never thought this little blog would get so big but here we are (´；ω；｀) i hope you all keep enjoying my stuff

"You want us to do WHAT?!"

flashback

You walk into the Mostro Lounge, a place you occasionally visit to either vibe at or to help Azul with. There, you see all of the housewardens sitting at the most front and center booth, Azul himself in the middle.

"Hey, Azul" you call out to him, "what's going on?"

"Good" he replies, with an oddly devious tone, hands clasped together near his face "that means we're all here."

"This better be worth it octo-bastard" Leona complains, "I wanna go back to bed..."

"C'mon Leona!" Kalim gleams, "It's only 4pm. Plus, this could be fun!" Leona rolls his eyes at the chipper student and sinks into his seat.

"yea, i gotta agree w/ leona on this 1" Idia types on his tablet, "idk why we couldnt do this over a video call or smth. im missing out on precious grinding time over here!!!"

"Well, I believe doing this in person is more effective" Riddle explains, "Especially since I know some of us would take advantage of being able to slack off over a digital meeting." He looks daggers at Leona and Idia. The former sucks his teeth while the latter lets out a small squeak.

"I agree" Vil adds, clicking his nails on the table, "This must be of upmost importance if even Malleus of all people is here! We can't afford to have two of our housewardens slack off on something so seemingly dire." Malleus grimaces at his acknowledgement, happy to be a part of this.

"So, Ashengrotto" Malleus starts, "why have you brought us here? Couldn't we have done this in the headmage's office?" Azul pushes his glasses up, chuckling to himself.

"Well, my colleagues" Azul gets up from his seat, awkwardly trying to pass through the others and let you sit in his spot, "this is an issue that pertains specifically to the Mostro Lounge. It wouldn't make sense to bring the headmage into this!"

"Then why are we here?" Leona groans, "Last time I checked, this little cafe of your's had nothing to do with me." Azul chuckles even more, going to his office.

"Leona does have a point" Riddle responds, cocking his head, "Couldn't you have asked Jade and Floyd for help? They do work directly with you after all."

"Well," Azul says audibly from his office; you can hear him rummaging for something from the booth, "simply put, they won't draw nearly as much of a buzz as you all!"

"I suppose you're correct," Vil says in a confused tone, "but given how successful your business is, why would you need more attention?" Azul comes back from his office, poorly hiding a large bag behind his back.

"You all know how the student fair is approaching, correct?" Everyone nods their heads with varying expressions. "Good! And you know how I'm trying to expand the Mostro Lounge, right?" Leona and Idia grow annoyed at Azul's antics, You, Riddle, and Vil grow confused and curious, while Kalim and Malleus are just happy to be here.

"Ok, but what's with the bag?" You ask, pointing out how painfully bad Azul is at hiding the large bag behind him. He straightens himself, holding the bag further behind him and slowly beginning to laugh to himself. Everyone keeps their eyes on boy and Leona nearly gets out of his seat in annoyance. Suddenly, his laughter grows in volume, shocking you all.

"Well, you see, that's because we're doing something very special for this occasion." He smirks before spinning the bag towards the front, posing excitedly. Because of this, a singular pair of bunny ears is thrown and falls in front of the table in a ironic fashion. "The Mostro Lounge is holding a Bunny Boy themed cafe event for the student fair~! And I want all of you to join~!" He sticks his tongue out in an anime-esque manner.

"You want us to do WHAT?!"

"Isn't this a great idea?! I mean, if you were a regular humdrum student here, and you saw the head of your dorm dressed in such a manner, wouldn't you wanna come?! Wouldn't you wanna spend all your mo-"

"No way I'm doing this!" Idia yells uncharacteristicly, holding his tablet close to his chest, "You want me to publicly humiliate myself just for your own stupid cafe?! And wouldn't you have to participate yourself too?!" Azul drops the bag on the table, picking the pair of bunny ears and putting it back inside.

"Of course I'll be participating myself. I've planned for this accordingly!"

"But I don't get why I have to take part in your stupid like cafe" Leona says while standing up from his seat.

"I don't get why you guys are so mean about this!" Kalim interjects, blocking Leona from leaving, "This could be a fun bonding moment for all of us, not to mention a way to get Azul to afford another location for the lounge!"

"I don't know," Vil responds, "Even I wouldn't be caught dead in something so... demeaning." Azul gasps, pulling out one of the costume bags from the larger bag. It's a bunny boy suit that looks to be on the smaller side, with red and black trimming.

"Demeaning?! Why I'd never! These are adorable and not to mention handcrafted!" Azul passes the costume bag over to Riddle, who looks at it with a face of shock, fear, and disgust.

"I assume this is meant for me?" Azul nods his head enthusiasticly. "There is no way I'm wearing this! I would rather work making the food in the kitchen then agree to something of this nature!" Riddle visibly shivers at the thought of Ace's inevitable bullying, a small bead of sweat rolling down his face. In the midst of the chaos, Malleus checks the bag, finding only 7 suits.

"Ashengrotto?" Malleus asks, getting Azul's attention, "If there are 8 of us present and only 7 suits, who will not being wearing one of these 'bunny suits'?" Azul gasps, rushing over to his office to grab another, separate costume bag, containing a replica of his dorm uniform.

"Simple, the prefect will be wearing a copy of my dorm uniform instead!"

"Huh?!" Everyone replied, causing even more of an uproar. Azul motions everyone to settle down.

"What? I think this is a great idea! I mean, being that I'll be working as a waiter, I need someone to take my place. And knowing the twins, I thought it would be best to have the prefect fill my role. Not to mention, don't you agree that seeing them in an actual dorm uniform is enticing, not to mention the uniform of the dorm's leader?! It's perfectly replicated too! Wanna see?!" Azul moves back to go back into his office yet again before being stopped.

"I think it'd be a fun idea." You state, earning the attention of everyone around you.

"Really?!" Everyone exclaims.

"I mean, I think it'd be more funny rather than fun, but yeah, it's not the worst idea." Azul feigns shedding a tear while Kalim is hardly able to hold his own excitement, unlike Malleus, who sits calm despite his own intrigue. Riddle and Vil look at you, each other, and then the bag of bunny boy suits. Their faces seem to relax a bit, if only by a small amount. Leona looks at you with confusion and annoyance while Idia looks at you in pure terror. Before the latter could convince you of how horrible this whole ordeal is, Azul speaks first.

"Oh, I knew you would say that! Why, I knew so well that I even made a small outfit for Grim as well!" Azul grabs an even smaller costume bag from your own bag, containing a small hat and bowtie. Idia's eyes light up as he immediately sinks back into his seat, giggling to himself at the thought of Grin and his adorable little outfit.

Everyone starts talking about the event, seeming far more persuaded by the idea than they were before. That is, except for Leona, who's holding his head in the palm of his hand, using his other hand to rub his temples.

"I'm still not convinced. Why the hell would I purposely dress up in such a stupid costume? Do I even get anything out of this?!" Everyone looks towards Leona. You and Kalim do your best puppy dog eyes to no avail.

"What is it, Kingscholar?" Malleus says smugly, "Does the thought of wearing a costume like this repulse? Are you, as the term goes, chicken?" Leona looks at him in disgust and sucks his teeth.

"Fine fine, I'll wear the damn costume..." You, Azul, and Kalim rejoice as Malleus smiles to himself in helping Leona join the cause, albeit by unconventional means.

"How wonderful!" Azul exclaims, "This is going to go swimmingly! Now, why don't we celebrate this?" Azul takes the bag off the the table and puts his hand in the middle of it. The rest of you put your hands on top of his, some faster and slower than others.

"Now, 3, 2, 1!"

"For the Mostro Lounge!"

"For the Mostro Lounge!"

"For the Mostro Lounge!"

"For the Mostro Lounge."

"For the Mostro Lounge."

"For the Mostro Lounge..."

"Yeah..."

"Fuck off."

Riddle Rosehearts:

Is utterly embarrassed but forces himself to follow through with it

He really hates this man

Like, the cutesy suit, the little bunny ears, the fluffy little bunny tail

He's gonna blow a gasket, he's gonna overblot

And what's worse is that everyone knows and tries to make things worse for him

Instead of chosing the more tame menu options like draw hearts on the omurice, everyone asks him to do a little dance

It's one of the pricier options on the menu but I guess people think it's really funny to watch the little Victorian boy dance in a bunny suit

Tries to not get angry while he's working but Ace is really testing his fucking patience

Once the job is over and everyone has left, he books it straight into the bathroom and screams

Azul better watch his back

Ace: Hey, can I get this? points to a menu option called the "Bouncing Bunny Boy Burger Combo" that comes with a free pose

Riddle: Alright, one burger combo-

Ace: No, you gotta say the name.

Riddle: Ace I swear on the Seven you better lock your doors shut tonight or else I'll-

---

Deuce: Wow, Riddle! You look so... cool!

Riddle: Please don't lie to me, it'd be better if you just laughed honestly.

---

Cater: OMG Riddy, you look so adorable! Can I snap a pic for the cam?!

Riddle: Absolutely not!

Cater: Aww...

---

Trey: Y'know, this omurice is really good!

Riddle: Oh, thanks, I'll tell Azul about that af-

Trey: It'd be better with a blessing though.

Riddle: Sighs 3 madol...

Leona Kingscholar:

Wants to go home

This shouldn't come as a surprise, since he doesn't want to put a lot of energy into most things

And he especially doesn't want to put any energy into wearing a stupid suit with bunny ears! herbivoreification

Even though he thinks he looks stupid with two sets of ears on his head, he's glad he doesn't have to wear a bunny tail like everyone else

In terms of his actual work duties, he doesn't really do much of anything

He really just does the bare minimum of giving people their food and going over the kitchen to complain about it

You want him to bless your food like how maid do in maid cafes? Do it yourself, he can't be bothered.

Ask him to do one of the cutesy poses on the menu? He would rather die.

You want him to literally just eat a carrot? He might actually die (according to himself). grown ass man won't eat a goddamn carrot

The only good thing to come out of this is that Cheka isn't here- and there he is

Cheka: Unca Leona, why are you dressed up like a bunny rabbit?

Leona: Don't ask me, ask the nerd in the glasses...

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Ruggie: Hey Leona, nice getup shishishi.

Leona: Can it before I cut your allowance.

Ruggie: Nooooo not my allowance!

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Jack: Leona, I'm surprised you're actually doing this. I'm proud of you!

Leona: I'm surprised I'm doing this either, honestly...

Jack: Should I order something fancy or...?

Leona: I'd rather you just leave...

Azul Ashengrotto:

was surprising fine with this

Despite his cocky and boisterous nature, he gets embarrassed rather easily

That's why, in order to prepare for this event, he made a contract with Floyd to take his aloofness for the ability to walk on walls idfk man he'd probably ask for something like that

After that, he was working perfectly

Even the most embarrassing of actions didn't even phase him

That was until Floyd got bored of walking on walls and "accidentally" knocked the contract over in the sink (why the contract was in the kitchen and not in Azul's safe? don't ask! it simply was)

Now that Azul was in his normal state, he began to grow far more visibly nervous

And, funnily enough, that's what got people to pay him more

As soon as he got in his break, he immediately went to chastise Floyd who, obviously, didn't care

Honestly, he's just glad he didn't decide to do a maid cafe instead...

Jade: Azul, why did you even agree to do this knowing the possibility of something like this happening?

Azul: If it's for the lounge, I'll suck it up! is on the verge of tears

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Floyd: Hey, Azul, how's business going?

Azul: How do you think it's going?!

Floyd: I dunno, but I hope you don't trip and fall and embarrass yourself!

Azul: Don't jinx it!

Kalim Al-Asim:

Is incredibly excited

Honestly, he'd be happy to do anything really

But he's especially happy that he gets to work as a waiter (I dunno how but go off ig)

Yeah the outfit is a little over the top, but he gets to make people smile!

Isn't that the real payment at the end of the day? no

He's really friendly and he puts a lot of enthusiasm into his job

Some of the patrons enjoy it and find his happiness to be contagious

Others are a little upset that he isn't more humiliated and grumpy about this

Whenever he has a break with someone else, he'll try to cheer them up so that they can keep going

Sometimes it works, and sometimes they still just wanna go home

Either way, he's just happy to be here!

Jamil: chuckles Hey Kalim?

Kalim: Yeah?

Jamil: Can you bless the food for me please?

Kalim: Of course!

Jamil: Wait what-

Kalim: Bless this food and make it yummy! I hope it's good and pleases your tummy! Sparkle Sparkle~! insert cute pose here

Jamil: Ahh... Thanks... [I didn't think he'd actually do it...]

Vil Schoenheit:

Is humilated but wants to make this work

For obvious reasons, he's one of the more popular waiters

And as much as he hated to wear this silly and gaudy outfit, he hates to let all those people down

Not to mention, this seems like a good publicity move

So as much as he just wants to throw this costume in the trash and curse Azul for even thinking of putting him in this position, he just smiles and ups the performance

Oh, is your water almost empty? He'll refill it with a smile!

You want him to spin around? He'll do a spin and pose at the end!

Hell, he'll even blow you a kiss for free!

His smile immediately fades when he sees Neige at the front of the lounge.

Neige: Wow Vi, you look so cool!

Vil: Please don't mention it.

Neige: Aww, but I think you look amazing!

Vil: Please spare me this once...

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Rook: pulls out a comedically long list

Vil: What's that for?

Rook: Simply a list of things I want you to do, Roi du Poison. I wouldn't dare let an opportunity like this pass up!

Vil: I really wish you did... he says gritting through his teeth

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Epel: Wowie, Vil! Ya really know how ta put on a show! giggles

Vil: Would you like me to ask Azul if you can take my place while I'm on my break?

Epel: No Vil, sir. I'm sorry Vil, sir.

Idia Shroud:

Is only here to see Grim

Idia has been to his fair share of themed cafes

Never in his 18 years of living would he had thought he'd be working at one!

He remembers wanting to ask a maid to bless his food but feeling too embarrassed to do so

He wishes more people were like that!

He doesn't even know why people are paying him to do stuff

Wouldn't it be a better purchase to see Vil draw hearts with ketchup?

Or to watch Kalim do a cute dance?

He just sees it as a lose-lose situation to make him do this kind of stuff

But it's sorta cute watching him get all nervous and embarrassed

But it's also sorta funny and a little embarrassing to watch

Once he's on his break, he immediately goes over to Grim to play with him

To his displeasure, it simply draws more attention to himself

Ortho: Wow, big brother! You look so cute!

Idia: Please don't look at me like this... Anything but this...

Ortho: Can I wear a cute outfit like that one day?

Idia: If that's what makes the suffering end, of course!

Malleus Draconia:

Surprisingly enjoys this

Malleus isn't too familiar with pop culture

He's even less familiar with why people would pay so much money to see him sporting bunny ears and a tail

Is it that entertaining to look at?

Either way, he's never been a waiter before, given his status, but he tries his best to be a good bunny boy!

It's sorta hard though when everyone seems to be intimidated by him

They don't know whether to laugh or not when they see Malleus Draconia, on of the strongest mages of all time, spinning and posing in a bunny boy suit

Speaking of magic, he uses a bit to add special effects to his performances (ex. adding sparkles and small clouds of mist when he's blessing the food)

He wouldn't admit it but it's clear if you paid attention to how he's been acting that he truly is happy to be invited here

Lilia: Malleus, would you be a dear and let me take a picture of you?

Malleus: I don't see the purpose, but I'll allow it.

Lilia: Thanks! saves it as his wallpaper

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Sebek: Lord Malleus! What in the name of the Great Seven are you doing?!

Malleus: I am working as a waiter wearing bunny ears.

Sebek: I can see that! But why?!

Malleus: Simply put, I thought it would be an interesting experience.

Sebek: How?!

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Silver: Milord, are you in any danger? Are you doing this against your own will?

Malleus: Of course not.

Silver: What do you mean 'of course'??

Grim:

Is glad he's being fed tuna

At first he wonders why he's being dragged into this

He doesn't wanna work! He wants to sleep, eat, and cause chaos!

Then he sees his payment in the form of a decently sized package of tuna cans

The rest is history

Being that he's a cat, he doesn't really do much anyways

He just sits there and looks cute

Best job in the world ngl

Prefect: Why were you complaining earlier if you weren't even gonna do anything?

Grim: Because, I wanted to see if Azul would actually pay me to be here.

Prefect: Smart kitty.

#twisted wonderland #twst #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #twst headcanons

[abybweisse]

Everything I know about Ciel is against my will. You see, I hadn’t read the manga all the way yet and any knowledge I do have of future events come from blogs I follow (I know about the twins and Agni’s death, that sort of stuff). Against my better judgement, I decided to read further ahead because I wanted some context (I’m currently on the circus arc) and I am truly devastated upon reading ch 135. It made me so upset and I know what I came here for, Kuro is not exactly a bright and upbeat story, but having the kinds of things done to him spelled out instead of being inferred or implied is heartbreaking. I tried to continue reading where I was at in the story but couldn’t stop looking at Ciel and being sad for him. I’m kind of avoiding continuing reading because of that and although I’m 6 years late to the “ch.135 is sad” party, I needed to get my feelings out. Sorry if it’s not the place but no one I know is into Kuro and would be able to understand.

That being said, is it possible that what happened to him within the cult effected the way he interacts with/ sees/ treats any adults regardless of who they are or whether they’re “safe” or not? I always saw him as someone who is trying to escape from his childhood while at the same time attempting to reclaim it. I haven’t read all the way through so I may be missing more information. It’s a question I had swimming in my mind after being totally crushed.

Post traumatic stress

Since you are currently in the circus arc, it's hard for me to say too much without spoiling things even more.

Everything about our earl's (our Ciel's) position as Earl Phantomhive, the queen's watchdog, must be a near constant struggle for him. He suffered greatly before he had ever returned to the manor, and yet he chooses to fill this role. Every time he has to deal with some creep -- even Vanel within the first few chapters -- he must feel repulsed by what they say, let alone anything they might do. Sebastian sometimes reinforces those feelings of disgust, even when he's not necessarily trying to do so.

This kid definitely sees adults differently now than before the attack and even more differently now than before the cult got hold of him and his older twin. Before the attack, the worst he had to deal with were bouts of asthma, feelings of inferiority, and wondering what he would do to make a living when he got older. Those are hard enough. After the initial incident, he's lost not just his family but his entire world, small as it was. After the cult, he's lost most of his innocence and temporarily lost his dignity. He's even lost the brother he'd been reunited with for about a month.

Since returning to the manor, people have sometimes been inappropriate with him, in words and/or in deeds. Vanel says he'd sell the kid off and thinks it's considerate to say he'd drug him enough that he wouldn't know or care what was happening to him -- not having a clue this kid's already been through that and worse. Druitt tries to auction him off while thinking he's a girl; oddly, though, that means Druitt didn't personally examine the kid. Doll places his hands on her chest to show she's a girl and offers to let him see what's further down. In a later arc, Sieglinde does and says several highly inappropriate things.

There's been a big delay in typing up the rest of my response, so I have no idea how far along you are now, if you are still reading the series. Perhaps you've hit the green witch arc and know what Sieglinde does and says....

It seems to me that Sebastian enjoys watching his young master suffer from reminders of what he'd experienced from the cultists. You can see some of that when he saves the kid from Vanel. A little bit in getting ready for Druitt's party and the escape from it. And even more when he doesn't kill the circus doctor until his master can finally get the words out to order him to do so. I'm assuming you've finished the circus arc by now, at least. He lets the kid suffer a bit more than necessary later on, in other scenarios, and sometimes just plain makes the kid feel uncomfortable. Though, oddly, he doesn't say anything about how he got information out of Beast; he could have told the kid just to see the revulsion on his face, but he doesn't. But there are other times where he "shields" the kid from viewing mature content, but I think that has more to do with being a proper butler to a child, when the other servants are around. Like it's an act for their benefit, not his master's benefit.

For the most part, our earl doesn't automatically treat adults (or other minors) like they might harm him, but whenever anyone talks about anything sexual or exposes parts that would be considered inappropriate for the era -- or even touches him in an unexpected manner -- you can tell he's a bit on edge, sometimes plain grossed out by it.

#black butler #kuroshitsuji #earl phantomhive #our earl #our ciel #trauma #tw: csa #ptsd #anon asks #i answer #answered asks #nov 14 2023 #sorry for the delay #i hope it's still relevant #long post #long reads

[halfmoth-halfman]

what’s the point of a fic rec list if ur only going to show the same people every month

we get it you want to show off ur big writer friends & you want to suck up to the other popular writers but you can do that without lovebombing their fics with the same nonsense keysmash this was amazing *insert random heart gif* review for every single fic until they’re forced to acknowledge you

it’s kind of cringey & i wouldn’t be surprised if it made some of those writers ur trying to suck up to really uncomfortable

we all see the same popular writers all the time they don’t need ur sad attempt at exposure and ass kissing to get people to read their fics people want to see new & small writers or writers who don’t get a lot of notes not the same fics from the same writers that always get rec’d

maybe next time try finding actual smaller writers in here & giving them valid reviews instead of ignoring them &making them feel bad for not being good enough to make ur omg best writers ever 💜 list each month

i realize that you're probably a troll and i shouldn't bother with this but there's actually some points in here that kind of concern me so i'm gonna answer this piece by piece so i can get my thoughts out properly.

why show the same people every month

it wasn't and isn't my intention to only show the same people in my fic rec lists. i've said this before on here but i'm very busy irl so i don't have a lot of time for tumblr and reading and exploring for fics. most of the fics i see are from people i follow, the fics they reblog, or the recommended posts tumblr gives me so those are the majority of what goes on my fic rec list.

it sucks, but i don't have a lot of time to search and find new fics or writers. if i had a less demanding job or personal life than i'd love to take more time to explore fics, but i just don't and i realize that can come off as me favoring certain writers but there's nothing i can do to add more time to my day. i've always made it clear that i am open to new recs/fics/writers, i've found some of my favorite fics through other recs people have sent me!

it's also for that reason that i made the monthly fic recs specifically for fics that were also written in that month. i can't keep up or keep track of what month/year every fic was posted to make sure they're added accordingly. i thought making the monthly rec list this way would not only show off new fics and maybe newer writers/blogs but also be easier for me to keep track of what fics to include so i don't get overwhelmed and end up quitting.

i also made sure that the monthly fic rec list isn't the only time i recommend fics, i have an entire blog dedicated to fic recs that i reblog every fic i like to. i link to it in every fic rec list so everyone can go and look at all of the fics i like and recommend.

we get it you want to show off ur big writer friends & you want to suck up to the other popular writers

i don't think this is a good way of looking at it, if i'm being honest. i'm not trying to show anyone off or suck up to anyone, i just wanted to make a post that showed my appreciation for fics that i liked in one big post since (as i said above) i don't have a lot of time to do comment reblogs for every single fic.

and it really bothers me the way you seem to view "popular" blogs on here. this feels like you're implying my "big writer friends" are only my friends because of that. this is tumblr. it isn't some overused high school stereotype where everything is a popularity contest. people can just be friends because they get along and like each other. and, i don't know if you know this, when you're friends with someone usually you support the things they do. i like the things my friends write, so i support their fics. it's as simple as that.

you can do that without lovebombing their fics with the same nonsense keysmash this was amazing *insert random heart gif* review for every single fic until they’re forced to acknowledge you

i know that i'm a writer, but i am not good with compliments. i do my best to try and pick out my favorite lines or focus on the things that i really loved about a fic, but when i have to think of new ways to describe how much i liked something, my brain blanks, so i default to my usual compliments. i don't think there's anything about that that's lovebombing, and i don't think you really know what that word means.

also i have never once said that anyone had to acknowledge me or my rec list or anything else. i make my rec list and give my compliments as a way to show my appreciation, i do not expect anything back from any of the blogs i mention the same way i don't expect any type of interaction from anyone on tumblr. nobody owes me any kind of interaction, and i don't make my posts with that expectation.

it’s kind of cringey & i wouldn’t be surprised if it made some of those writers ur trying to suck up to really uncomfortable

i don't give a fuck about being cringy, if you find my rec list cringy then that's your own problem.

however, i would like to say that it was not and is not my intention to make anyone uncomfortable with my recs, and if what i've said in those comments has made any of the writers i mentioned uncomfortable then i am truly sorry. i am more than happy to untag you or remove you from the list or whatever you'd like to make you comfortable. this was simply a way for me to highlight the fics that i've enjoyed each month, but i do not want to do that at the cost of making someone uncomfortable.

we all see the same popular writers all the time...people want to see new & small writers or writers who don’t get a lot of notes not the same fics from the same writers that always get rec’d

anon, i don't know if you know this, but you can also make a fic rec list. i'm just one person, i'm not going to see every single fic from every single writer. there are fics i'm going to miss, writers i'll probably never see. i can't help that, and it feels a little unfair of you to put that on me.

if you're tired of seeing the same writers, then reach out to other writers!! make your own fic rec list with new writers on it!! or if you're that desperate to see certain writers on my rec list, then, like i said, my askbox is (almost) always open for people to send me recs.

maybe next time try finding actual smaller writers in here & giving them valid reviews instead of ignoring them &making them feel bad for not being good enough to make ur omg best writers ever 💜 list each month

you'll probably get a lot of joy from knowing this, but i think this part actually bothered me the most out of this entire post. i'm very concerned with the idea that people think i'm purposely ignoring them or that my fic recs are making anyone feel bad or like they aren't good enough.

this was just a fun way for me to show fics that i like and give my appreciation to the writers without getting overwhelmed or worried that i wasn't doing enough. it was never meant to make anyone feel bad about themselves in any type of way, and i am so unbelievably sorry if i've caused anyone to feel like that.

i do my best to find new writers when i can. i check every recommended fic tumblr gives me, i scroll through the for you page, i even go through character tags, but the problem of it is, i just don't have enough time to look through every single hour of every day. i try, i really do, but i'm not going to be able to see every single fic. i'm in no way trying to be hurtful or rude, it's simply a me problem that i don't have a solution for.

my reviews won't change, nor will my monthly rec lists. i do the best that i can, i enjoy making these lists, and i haven't heard of anyone else having a problem with this except for you. i'm sorry how i do this has upset you this much that you felt the need to send this to me, but i hope that you can come to realize that none of this was done with harmful intentions and maybe take this as a chance to make your own rec list and shoutout some of those fics that you feel i've been ignoring.

#anon #moth answers #answered #it's rare i get an ask that knocks me off my groove #but man did this put me in a mood #oh and also #fun fact: you can report an anon and still reply to the ask #:)