#because i'm not too sure. in my experience it's always women in these jokes but

[blingblong55]

Sex headcanons -COD Men/women

GN!, 18+, smut, MDNI,

A/N: This is how I personally see all of these characters. I know that from my fics I depict them differently but this is how I truly see them.

Price: Groans and moans are low and he tries to keep them minimal unless he is about to cum and when he does they are loud and at times soft (mainly when he cums). He for sure, one time groaned very loudly because he was so close to cumming and he loved the sight he was getting from you. If you are way younger than him, he is a little bit of a perv and likes to play around with the idea that he is much older than you.

Gaz: moans softly at times, I'd say he whimpers but it is very rare, like really rare. He does groan but I see him as a talker during sex so his groans aren't as much as the price would be. He isn't too rough but can be at times. He never lets you give him hickeys and he'll also never give, mainly because he feels like the next day when he sees them he'll think he hurt you during sex. As a soldier, he sees bruises as a form of pain or gain, so leaving hickeys is not what he wants to do.

Soap: I like to believe he is like this nasty freak during sex, so he moans loudly and makes sure you do too. He kisses you and when he cums he gets very sensitive (but it's very rare). I say he is a sweet lover yet he likes to do nasty things in bed. He is a talker during sex, he makes jokes to lighten the mood from such a 'serious' activity.

Ghost: He moans too much at times, he likes to keep them quiet and minimal unless you two are in the comfort of your home, then he makes sure to be loud. I think because of his past (comic-wise) he is actually very soft when it comes to sex, he always asks for permission and never tries to overstep any boundaries.

Alejandro: I feel like he moans but tries to shut himself up, bites his lip and continues thrusting into you. He gives me sweet, when he wants to be vibes. (This next part is based on personal experience and I'm not saying it's all Mexican men) I feel like he is a little bit sexist, I mean most of these cod men probably are, yes they've worked with fierce women but I feel like they just have to be a little sexist, It's just a vibe he gives me yk?

Rudy: I know, he has this sweet and gentle look to him but he groans and moans loudly. He is like Soap, sweet yet likes to do nasty stuff during sex. I feel like he has some dark kinks that he keeps to himself. Like Ale, he is a little sexist, not much like his friend but just a little.

Krueger: I really do believe he moans very loud, he never whimpers but rather groans and gives you puppy eyes if you are ever the dom for the night. He has kinks and he likes them to be known. He is very confident with his body,(I think I've seen him wear shirts very few times, he is literally always displaying his upper body).

Hesh: Moans and groans too much, you think he is overreacting but he really isn't. He doesn't like to be rough with you, feels like he could hurt you at any given moment so he prefers to just take things slow.

Valeria: She moans very loudly. She rarely whimpers because it makes her feel like she is under someone else's power and that's a feeling she dislikes. She can be very soft and sweet with you(very cuddly when alone), but with anyone else, she is this boss lady in every respect.

Alex: He groans too much for your own good, they are so low and deep it really turns you on. He like a few other men on this list is a sweet lover, kisses all over your body and makes sure to praise you, he never is rough. You, to him, are a delicate thing.

Keegan<3: He groans every now and then during sex but his moans are the thing that tells you, you are doing just great. I see him as a passionate lover, he likes to get things heated too quickly but makes sure to slow things down a bit. He is rough but that is rare and if he feels like he needs to be rough, he will let you know.

Mace: Like Price, his moans are low and deep. He isn't rough but rather very soft. His figure and description perceive him as a rough soldier, but I feel like he is such a gentle giant behind closed doors.

Logan: Groans a lot. I feel like he is a bit of a player or like soap he makes jokes during sex. He can't be serious during sex and just needs to make things less serious. I feel like when you lean into him as you ride him, he moans into your shoulder or chest.

Velikan: He moans and at times whimpers. He is never rough with you, he hates the idea of rough sex, makes him feel like he is hurting you and what if he can't stop it? yeah, it's not for him. He kisses and praises you so much during sex it has become the norm.

Farah: She moans softly, never too loud. She likes to ride and be top but if she is in the mood, she will be bottom. She likes to be top because, like Valeria, she wants to feel like she is still dominant in anything she does. And like Valeria, she is soft and very cuddly, but that's only around you, she hates the idea of others seeing that side of her.

König: moans and groans, they are low and deep. I feel like when it comes to his groans, he is like Price. He doesn't whimper and I'm sorry he is no shy, anxiety-eating little boy, who cries when people look at him or yell at him (I literally call him my little princess lol).

Nikto: Moans a lot, he does whimper but that is only when he has grown too sensitive(extremely rare). I think is canon that he is very insecure about the scars on his face, that's why he always wears the mask. So let's say that in a 6-year relationship, the first 2 years there is no intimacy, the others are spent having sex in the dark, or a few times where you are blindfolded and he takes his mask off. This man needs a lot of reassurance, for sure.

Graves: He moans most of the time. They are soft and loud but they all have a reason to be heard for sure. I feel like he is also a little sexist and I'm not entirely sure but I think I saw somewhere that his character could be a little racist. Anyway, he is very gentle and soft with you (they say men who are dominant in their work fields are usually not so dominant in their personal lives).

Roach: I feel like he is very shy when it comes to his moans and groans. He is so gentle with you, kisses you all over and always makes sure to let you know you can say no, his priority is always you. He has tried to be rough but that just isn't him (sex-wise ofc).

A/N: Keep in mind that all these soldiers are literal killing machines and war criminals and this is my personal view on them.

#cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod #cod 141 #mwii #ghost cod #velikan #task force 141 #mw2 141 #141 x reader #141 #gaz cod #cod soap #price cod #hesh walker #logan walker #keegan russ #valeria garza cod #farah cod #mace cod #cod nikto #alejandro vargas #rodolfo mw2 #gary roach sanderson #philip graves #alex keller #cod smut #cod women #cod men #cod krueger

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

Jason Voorhees/F!Darling: First Love

Because Jason is triggered into killing if he sees people having sex, and because his one real positive figure is his mom Pamela, I think he'd only develop an obsession for a Darling in a very specific circumstance. Like I'm imagining her coddling him and talking about how he'll grow up into a handsome young man, and that ALL the girls will probably faint at the sight of him (ironically, she would be right). But that he shouldn't be so sinful and lustful about it! No, no. Only a woman like her can be her precious Jason's wife. Most women are rotten little harlots. He needs to look for a girl who's kind, gentle, not at all sinful, and who would make a good momma just like her.

Pamela never liked talking about Jason's father, but she did say that Jason is a million times better than he ever was. One day he came back to the house with a fistful of flowers and she just about cried from happiness (after he drowned, she kept them hung upside down in her house so that they would always last). Or when he would shuffle to try and open the door for her, she'd praise him for being such a chivalrous little man. So years later, when he sees a woman sitting by the lake one autumn, drawing or writing and enjoying the same scenery his mother loved, he can't help but stare from afar.

He stalks her throughout the day until seeing her come back to a section of the woods closer to one of the main roads leading to the ruins of the camp. These prefab cabins were originally meant to be a tasteless tourist trap for curious ghost hunters after the first set of murders, but were quickly abandoned after Jason was revealed to be very real, VERY dangerous, and the surrounding real estate becoming very unprofitable due to the high murder rate.

When he peeks inside, he sees the woman talking on a landline and listens in.

"Hey Mom, it's me. I'm back in the cabin--no, I'm alright, I swear! I told you, whatever Jason is, he won't be interested in anyone not wearing a camp counselor's uniform. I'm just here for a cheap summer vacation, some alone time, and some inspiration. Something about being somewhere so serene while knowing the brutal history behind it is...well, I hope it sparks something." She settles down on the couch and continues to chat with her mother, never noticing Jason eavesdropping as night starts to fall.

"I'm not going out there at night, I promise. I mean I'm not superstitious, but I don't want to make you worry anymore than you already are, haha...Yes, Mama, I've been locking the doors every night....YES, Mama, I brought my pepper spray and my knife...Though if a ghost-zombie was gonna come at me, I don't think it'd do much--Mama, of COURSE I'm being responsible! I can't look out for my safety and make a joke? Ok, ok, I'm sorry." She smirks and curls up on the couch. "Though I'm pretty sure he doesn't kill virgins, so I should be fine if he shows up. We can chat about everything we have in common: lack of bedroom experience, lover of the wilderness, uber-protective moms..."

She holds the phone away from her ear as a loud angry outburst comes from the speaker. Her reply is deadpan. "Yes ma'am, I'll smack myself on the head since you aren't here to do it yourself." She lightly pats her head and yawns; the sound makes Jason think of the kittens he had played with when he was younger.

"I'm gonna head to bed. I'll call you in the morning, ok? Yeah, by 10 am, I promise. And when I head out, too. Yes ma'am, and no more smartass comments until I'm back home safe...Love you too, Mama."

Jason watches her put the phone back onto the receiver and then walk into another room. He skulks around the outside and sees her in a modest bedroom, taking off her socks and the rest of her clothes.

He cocks his head and stares, breathing heavily and feeling strangely warm. Whenever he saw the other fornicators at the camp, he'd never felt anything like this. A woman's body was just a body, and those wicked women's bodies were just there to be cut down. But this one wasn't wicked, at least he didn't think so yet. This one was...lovely. He couldn't stop staring, breathing, and feeling his belt strain against--

He heard his mother shriek in his ear. "JASON VOORHEES!"

He ducked down underneath the window frame and covered the eye slits of his mask. He wasn't being lustful, Mama! He was just admiring her, like a pretty flower. Maybe he can keep her, just like the flowers Mama had kept in the house. Something pretty and pure, all for himself.

"If you look at her like that, you'll defile her," Mama hissed. "You need to make her an honest woman first, like me. You aren't to look at her like that until you've courted her, put your ring on her finger, and made her your wife. And if you even think about something as disgusting as fornicating with her before you're married, you'll both burn in Hell, young man!"

He hesitantly moved back up to check if his Flower was decent, and saw that she was thankfully now wearing a set of pajama shorts and a faded t-shirt. When his eyes wandered to her exposed thighs, he quickly forced his gaze upwards to avoid another scolding from his mother. Flower shivered from the nighttime breeze whistling through a drafty corner of the room and she slips something else on over her head. Jason's eyes widen behind the mask--a cable-knit sweater, as soft and warm as her skin must be.

Just like his Mama.

She stretched her arms and for a moment, the way they're outstretched makes Jason think she really might be an angel. Once she turned out the lights in the living room and curled up in bed with a book, Jason set off into the forest to start courting her. He's going to make Mama so proud, marrying a pretty Flower and fulfilling that wish to become a Grandma. He's gonna be a good boy, a good beau, a good husband, and a good father...

The next morning, ____ made her first phonecall check-in of the day with her mother after breakfast and headed out for a day of hiking and relaxing by the lake again. When she opened the door and stepped outside, she stopped and froze as her foot landed on something damp and she heard a strange jangling sound from the doorknob. "What the fuck?"

The entire porch had been covered with handfuls of green pine needles and flowers yanked out of the ground, some with the roots and clumps of soil still attached. She looked at the doorknob and saw a loop of fishing line with various bits and bobs tied to it: beads from other random pieces of jewelry, bottlecaps, animal teeth, bird feathers, and a pendant in the middle made of bone. A small brown heart had been smudged onto it, and ____ prayed that it was just paint or muddy water.

She immediately ran back inside and slammed the door shut, locking all three locks and trying not to hyperventilate. Her chest tightened as she racked her brain for what to do--call the police? Yes. Definitely. Even if it's just a prank from some asshole locals or something, it's worth having someone with a gun coming around to look into it.

From the bushes nearby, Jason was watching her pace back and forth in the cabin while holding the phone.

"I already told you, it's Crystalside Cabins, Number 3," Flower said irritably. "It's on an unpaved road, it's about...I don't know, a quarter of a mile from the lake? I--yes, I know that pranks are common around here, but I would really appreciate it if an officer could come here and check things out...No laws broken, are you kidding me!? What if the bones on the necklace are from a corpse or something!?" She scoffed and listened to the officer, shaking her head in disbelief. "With this kind of incompetence, I'm surprised the body count in this town isn't even higher. Maybe Jason Voorhees and his mother started this up just to see if you'd get out of your chairs for something that wasn't a pie stolen from a windowsill or a cat stuck in a tree!" She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "No, ma'am, I'm not trivializing the work of suburban police officers--yes, ok, I know that local teens like to mess with people who visit the town, but I really don't feel safe knowing some strangers know I'm in this secluded location all by myself.."

She finally huffed and held a hand up. "Fine, fine, you'll make an official report and give it to someone. Great. I'll thank you now since my severed head won't be able to say it later, you've been such a great help. Don't strain yourself, wouldn't want to waste those tax dollars."

Jason looked at the necklace and bouquets left on the porch, and then back to his Flower. She didn't like his presents? Or maybe she was just scared. Most people were afraid of him, but she wasn't most people. She was his beau, but now she was upset and calling the police.

Flower crossed her arms and stared at the front door, chewing her bottom lip and wondering what to do. "It probably is just a prank," she muttered to herself. "Just some cheeky asshole kids trying to mess with a tourist." She took a few steps forward and opened the door, preparing to sweep away all the plants and throw away the creepy necklace, but she stopped just as her fingers curled around one of the beads. It was likely just a prank, but...maybe, on the scientifically impossible off-chance that this was the undead spirit/corpse of a serial killer...throwing away his creepy present would probably make him angry.

She stared at the necklace in her hand, almost holding her breath as she thought about what to do. "Fuck it," she sighed. "I'd rather be gullible and dumb in the eyes of some high schoolers than risk pissing off...whatever he's supposed to be." Reluctantly, she put the necklace on and headed back inside to slip her pepper spray and knife into her backpack before going out.

Jason's breath hitched when he saw his Flower wearing her present. She looked so pretty with it on. She liked it. She wanted him to court her. "Of course she does," Mama cooed. "A handsome, chivalrous, strong man like you? She's lucky to have my little boy's affections. Now go on back home now, Jason, you need to get everything ready for tonight when you bring her home to meet me."

#yandere jason voorhees #.jason voorhees #.myshit #fem darling #yes this will continue but Sloot needs sleep #yandere friday the 13th #.friday the 13th

[blood-orange-juice]

About Childe and his weird gender again, expanding on this post.

I think it has a lot to do with how gender is constructed. Male gender has very clear-cut prescriptions, mostly it's everything that is considered "good" or "human" in current culture. The expectations it places on a person may not be realistic or achievable but they are very clear. Great importance is also placed on separating itself from Everything Female. Things That Are Too Much. Things that break the current culture meaning-making procedures.

Women, while having quite a few prescriptions of their own, also deal with whatever fell through the cracks. Someone needs to ensure the world still functions and reality is never completely covered by whatever official model of the world we currently have.

So women deal with the things men have the luxury not to notice. Mostly bodily and psychological aspects and societal injustice that are not supposed to exist in the ideal picture of society men have imagined. (to be fair, it happens to anyone oppressed and othered. the task of not letting the oppressors meet with reality is delegated to them. I'm just talking about women specifically in this post. but there's a reason oppressed minorities always have ties to supernatural in folklore)

In a way, feminine women are very scary. Walking semiotic horrors.

And I explain all this to say that Childe can be perceived as feminine in two ways.

First, with his disregard for all and any societal norms he just doesn't follow the normal gender prescriptions. He plays a superhero/knight role because it's shiny and it reminds him of the stories he loved as a kid. He doesn't suppress his love for his family because it brings him joy. He looks pretty because looks are a weapon too. He does all these things that would be either stereotypically masculine or painfully unmasculine for anyone else who cares about what society thinks, but he doesn't really see any difference between them. He truly, genuinely doesn't care what others think.

Second, he's also painfully aware of the dark and insane parts of the universe everyone else has the luxury to ignore. He also knows no one cares so he dances around the things a normal guy would never have to deal with (it's such a stereotypical female experience. sometimes I wonder if that's why women rarely like Lovecraft. it's not scary or exciting to them, it's just Tuesday).

But that's just our perception, a trick of light. These are not necessarily gendered.

He also gives an impression of someone extremely vulnerable, yes, but I don't think he handles his vulnerability in a feminine way. He just doesn't hide it and we are used to labeling everything vulnerable as feminine.

He also doesn't really do anything feminine-labeled in a characteristic female way. He isn't really in contact with his emotions (despite having a lot of them), him caring about people takes the form of "protector and provider". his cooking... have you seen his cooking? He doesn't look for support and doesn't try to build things that last. He doesn't accept his vulnerability. If anything, he's trying to pretend he has no vulnerabilities and maybe no psyche at all. He's self-sacrificing in a very male way too. Because he was there and because he could and because it's a cool thing to do.

So he's just that. Himself. Someone outside of gender.

(or rather his gender is knightcore)

If we perceive him as feminine it says more about how our culture perceives gender than about who Childe is.

Also, quoting my previous post, it's a part of him being full of contradictions. For every thing that he does he also does the exact opposite, and this holds for gender too.

Yes he lives the male power fantasy. He also does it in an incredibly feminine way. I think this was Hoyo's original intention and then it blossomed into this human disaster we see.

And to end up on a joke, surely you all have seen that leaked art that is theorised to be Skirk but could have also been an early design of Childe before Hoyo decided to make him a guy.

#any gender is a wound #men are wounded by rules that are too strict #women by the violent lack of sense in the world #some of us by both of those #childe #tartaglia #genshin impact #I also think that's why nb folks are sometimes seen as flavours of being female #because male gender is so restrictive #so everything that doesn't fit into it is perceived as female by the broad public

[dnphobe]

Looking at how they've presented themselves over time is always interesting. I think the queer experience of slowly questioning societal and gender norms (and gender, in many cases) is something I recognize in them. Im also curious how Phil's journey is different because he was out to his close ones for a lot longer, and it feels like Dan has more fun shouting about being gay because of the trauma that he associated with the label. I loved seeing their support of queer identities even when they were publicly closeted. It's nice that, even if they weren't comfortable being out, they wanted everyone to know they were a safe space

i agree! the different ways they've presented themselves to us over the years is one of my favourite topics to talk about tbh!

dan's journey wrt to gender presentation and how he feels about gender (not gonna theorise on how he identifies bc what do i know, but to quote him he's fine with being viewed as a man but also not offended if people use pronouns/gendered terms outside of that to refer to him) is interesting because he's said he's always been "flamboyant" but tried to hide that in his youtube career for a long time, and he's gone from saying "i can't do it i'm just such a boy" about painting his nails to having them painted more often than not, but also in day in the life of manchester he said he sometimes wishes he was a girl when looking at 'women's clothing', so it's clearly something he's felt for a long time.

i don't think phil necessarily feels the same pull to be gender non-conforming, but it is also something he's struggled with doing (in one of the stereo shows, when talking about the maid dress he wore in VPMO 2, he said that while it was a cheap joke outfit, a few years ago he would not have felt comfortable wearing a dress at all) so that might be something he's still working toward being comfortable with, but at the same time he's never felt shame about telling us things like he likes using raspberry scented body wash or that he does skin care (while when phil mentioned doing skin care dan was clutched by toxic masculinity saying "don't do- i mean that's fine!"

agree with dan having more fun shouting about being gay because of the trauma and i'm so glad he's reached where he is now! phil...i think for a long time he thought he didn't NEED to shout about being gay, especially because like you said he was out to a few people for longer. but i think it's something he realised he DID want to do after coming out to us. as he said in his coming out one year later video he didn't realise how much of himself he was holding back from us by not being out and it feels like a weight off his shoulders now. i think they both love being gay and shouting about being gay and celebrating that with us and im so proud of phil too <3 i actually have a hot take which is i think if it wasn't for dan's coming out he might have never fully come out to us, not just in a "if dan never had he never would have" way, but in a "if he and dan never met he wouldn't have" way, because he IS a private person and didn't think he was missing out on anything.

i am always so glad they made sure we knew they were accepting of us even if they weren't ready to be out. ngl it got kind of rough in like 2012 for me when dan was so adamantly against people thinking he was gay my own internalised homophobia brain went "does he hate gay people?" but that's on me, not him, or more accurately on BOTH of our internalised homophobia situations lmao. but yeah they've always been so sweet about their queer and trans fans, and one thing i personally appreciate so much is how they will use they/them for any fan they don't know the gender of no matter what their name/appearance/voice would make other people assume their gender to be! i feel so safe with them, and im gonna add this bc im still sappy after this weekend, so safe with phannies too <3 i think phannies queer identities and dnp's queer identities have ALWAYS flowed into each other and both sides of the parasocial line have made the other side feel safe and grow into their identities and helped them accept and appreciate other people's identities.

#asks

[nevercomingoutofthecloset]

this isn’t to dig on ur anti zutara post but rather start a discussion.

in my experience, the reason we zutarians don’t like zukka is because of the animosity we get from the fandom. we analyze the subtle details we are given because practically every zuko and Katara interaction in the show is because all of them save the first have some degree of zutara in it. their chemistry- be it platonic or romantic- is undeniable.

and yet, we are told by zukkas and kataangers that we are wrong for shipping the ship. a lot of zukkas sideline the women in atla- sokka is given a lot of Katara’s qualities that are stated in the show (ie: people claiming that sokka is the team dad when he literally confessed that he saw Katara more as his mother than his actual mother), mailee is just there (majority of the mailee fics on ao3 are just them being a side couple in zukka fics), and not to mention comradekatara’s posts from back when they were lesbians4sokka about Katara being homophobic. even if it was a joke, it was something that people took seriously. a lot of the same zukkas are the ones making fun of katara for talking about her mother’s death when that literally happened three times outside of the southern raiders episode.

dont get me wrong, I know that the zutara fandom was absolutely rabid in the early 2000s and that’s where we get our bad reputation, but the only time that we’ve had issues with other people in the atla fandom was when they interacted with our content and it blew up.

Honestly you make some points I agree and disagree with so I'll go one paragraph at a time

1.

I do agree that some zutirans get hate that isn't deserved. I definitely think that a lot of the fandom doesn't like zutartians, I'm part of that group as well (for the most part). I also do think they have chemistry, but more in a way that's more like family rather than lovers.

I think the over-analyzing is a bit too much, I'm overwhelmed every time I see a zutara post. Obviously, some analyzing is okay, I sometimes analyze ships, but I feel like zutartians do it sm that it feels kind of annoying?? Maybe that's just me, but I feel like you don't have to analyze things just to justify your ship. Just ship what you like

2.

I agree with the fact that zukka shippers tend to sideline women in fics. I've def read fics where katara is sort of villanized, and I definitely don't agree with that. A lot of the time, ppl prefer MLM ships to than WLW ship, (which if you ask me, is because ppl prefer male characters to female ones (*cough* misogyny *cough*)(though i dont think most of the misogyny is purposely done)) m 6

Idk if it's bc we're in different parts of the fandom, but I've never really seen ppl say that shipping zutara is wrong?? I've seen ppl say they don't like it, and why, but they always state that they don't care if people ship zutara and that they're only stating reasons they personally don't like it.

Perhaps it's because I tend to stay away from the more toxic part of the community because if I see smth I don't like I more often than not just scroll past. But I def believe that their are zukkas who are toxic, but I think some of that is just because ppl are toxic, no matter what fandom you're in.

I can't really speak on kataangers because while I do like the ship, I'm not really in that part of the fandom, so I'm not sure if ppl are unnecessarily mean to zutarians.

(Edit: nvm kataangers can be real assholes, I def believe that they're unnecessarily mean to ppl who dont ship kataang 😒😒)

3.

As for the zutara Fandom in the early 2000s I can't really speak on that bc I didnt watch atla until I wanna say 2017 or 2018. So I don't really know what the fandom was like.

So yeah, that's kinda my take?? Idk I spent like a good while trying to figure out what to say 🤧🤧

#atla #zukka #kataang #anti zutara #im not gonna tag zutara cuz i dont wanna put stuff in zutartians tags if the post is about how i dont like zutara

[teasdays]

Hi hello I'm your friendly neighbourhood ghost, can I pretty please have the context about Wilbur abuse??? If you are ok with it of course , And thank you, I hope you are having a great day

hi hello ghost! Yeah no worries, I bet it's... difficult to wade through everything that's been going on

So last week, Shubble (streamer, she/they) hosted a stream about their experiences with an unnamed abuser. You can watch it here (if you prefer to read, turn on CC & read the transcript). It's a pretty hard-hitting video, and people pretty immediately guessed that it was, in fact, Wilbur Soot. He's since confirmed it himself in a statement/kind of apology (?) which u can find on his twitter... Shubble has, understandably, rejected it.

That's the short answer!

Uh for a longer one lol, there's more info here: this is an EXCELLENT conversation Shubble had (before W*lbur was officially named) with her friend lexiemariex. They both talk about the abuse and misogyny they've faced as women dating within the streaming community. Neither of them named anyone at this point either, and I actually haven't had time to watch the whole thing yet !! But about 45 minutes in so far they have both shared a lot of really important perspectives on domestic abuse, their experiences as victims (in their words) during & in recovery from those relationships, and about the really harmful norms within streaming.

Just to add a couple comments of my own: if a community is MAINLY dominated by white cis men, that's usually NOT a coincidence; it's usually (at least partly) because the environment is hostile to diversity. Several other people have also come forward about negative experiences with Shubble's ex in particular, but I REALLY think--personally--that it is a mistake to focus just on him. He is, for better or worse, Just Some Guy: it REALLY sounds like his behaviours reflect a deeply harmful culture within streaming. We can't and should not try to cancel all streamers, obviously! But... if we REALLY want to centre survivors? We need to hold the whole community accountable for the CULTURE they've gotten comfortable with.

To be clear, I'm not suggesting that all white men in streaming are malicious people, who only want to hurt/abuse/have power over the weak & helpless women in their sphere. But there's been writing on the wall for a long time: there's a lot of casual misogyny that we HAVE seen streamers ignore, even if they wouldn't (necessarily...) make those jokes themselves. I do NOT have receipts on hand lol, but that's been my observation over the years. So I think it's... too simplistic to say that Shubble's ex, and lexie's, were just outliers. A couple of bad eggs.

We can cancel them, and exile them from streaming, sure--fine. We certainly don't owe anyone a platform. But we also NEED to look beyond the individual people & understand that every single one of them is a product of their culture and community.

tl;dr Shubble's ex is shitty, for sure, but he's not the whole problem! He's a symptom.

oh omg last thing actually: as people navigate how to respond to unfeminist/antifeminist content creators, I'd like to recommend Roxane Gay's perspective in Bad Feminist (excerpt here). As people who consume media, we have to understand that our consumption will always be imperfect, because (again) the problems are deeply embedded in like. the whole culture . We can & will continue to work for a better future, but in the meantime we've gotta forgive ourselves & our comrades for being imperfect <3

#sdjhkgjd sorry this is so long!! #answered #shubble

[bisolationist]

turns out that making sure the people im closest to r bi (and cutting off my biphobic frienfd) reduces my sexuality breakdowns to 0. now if i could bag a partner id truly have won

I'm always happy to hear this! Cultivating bi friendships is SO so important, and cutting out biphobia is definitely a must. Definitely with you on just needing to bag a partner lmao. I think you're the 5th or 6th ask that's explicitly said something along these lines that I've gotten through the iterations I've had of this blog, and I've heard it more casually I think probably a dozen times more. And like... yeah, of course it makes perfect sense to the point of being obvious. Of course doing something as simple as finding community and friendship + cutting out actively hateful people is very rewarding? But I want to take a moment to think about why so many bi people seem to just... not do this, or even think doing this would make them bad people. I think there's this pervasive sentiment that biphobia is categorically not serious - something deserved even - and thus we should be able to take it on the chin. IE that since we're privileged in a certain sense, we just shouldn't be affected by it at all. Thus, I think a lot of us end up thinking we just deserve disrespect, belittlement, and even harassment from people, even those close to us, as almost a form of penitence. I know I was definitely in that boat for years. It's not necessarily something that's always at the forefront, but often something subtle but pervasive and seemingly inescapable. Or at least that's what I've gotten from a lot of bi people I've talked to. Does this sound familiar to anyone? Genuinely asking. It's the same general thought as why say white people should be able to endure a bit of ribbing. But the fact is bisexual people are just not on the same level of privilege, cultural influence, or majority, and the things we're often ribbed about are not about our privilege but directly correspond to how we're oppressed too. Take how it plays out in GCblr - and how often it devolves into minimizing the experiences of bi women as just being "male worshipers", outright denials or belittlement of various statistics (poverty, SA, domestic violence, drug use, etc.), people throwing tantrums to say those statistics aren't unique so they don't mean anything (of course they're not unique. the results of oppression often look similar regardless of cause! but then why pretend bisexuals aren't oppressed?). Hell, people straight up that sexual harassment, rape jokes and SA-related mockery, being called dick worshipers, saying we're "playing the victim" if we talk about our abuse, and even nastier things. I think it happens much more obviously and without pretense online, but these things are happening online because the attitudes already exist IRL - people just dress it up and veil it a bit better. And I think we - bisexual people - are not stupid and do pick up on how people treat us or other bisexuals and their issues.

I'm really sorry for turning your short celebratory anon into an essay. I just think it's something that bears deeper thinking about because like... why are we as bisexuals so hesitant to do something that's so obvious to any other minority?

[robotpussy]

yeah tbh the barbie movie is being hyped up and i have only ever seen people excited for barbie and kens dynamic and ofc the glitter pink aes or whatever but literally have not seen one person really intrigued by the plot line so far. which makes me believe that it's so uninteresting people are already clinging to other enjoyable aspects of the film and i think when it's out people will continue doing that.

i really feel like its going to look nice like yyou said and might have a few funny moments here and there (truly believe most of it will be annoyingly unfunny tho), but with a boring ass story. i think it will be something like that bratz live action film mixed with other girl power 2000s movies yeah.

sorry for taking so long to answer this but I feel like the teaser made people hype it up so much their expectations are so high and the amazing production design and references are getting them excited because after that official trailer that came out I could immediately tell it was just going to be a meta comedy at the start and then like.... a ordinary comedy once Barbie gets to the real world.

and in terms of the story, I'm not surprised by it because what can you do with Barbie? I knew it would just be about her coming to life and seeing the real world that's how most of these movies play out. people were saying so much of the plot was hidden but it really is as clear as day? it's a homage to the wizard of oz, and perhaps the truman show too. Barbie will experience misogyny once she gets to the real world, she will discover the patriarchy, ken may also become a misogynist (that one clip on the trailer where he doesn't believe the woman he's talking to is a doctor and wants a man to look at him is questionable considering where he is from and I'm sure all the doctors in Barbieland are women....) and Barbie will learn what it means to be human/becomes human 🤷🏾‍♀️ like idk

I truly do think it's going to be on the same lines as like... pitch perfect comedy or something. I know people like that kind of comedy but there are always very few jokes that land, and yea people already praising it as this big pink feminist film is making me roll my eyes like I'm sorry 😭

#asks

[pandoraslxna]

How did you became comfortable with being sexual? Or rather being open to others with that like talking about sex? I'm almost 21 and I still can't get over the guilty feeling and shame every time me being sexualy active comes up or when I think about it. I have some trauma with sexual background so maybe that's why, but idk. Like everytime this topic comes in the conversation I feel this lump in my throat that doesn't go away no matter how comfortable I am with the person I am talking to. I was always in impressed by women who are comfortable with their sexuality and are open with it and I would like to also enjoy myself like them. I'm sorry if this ask is too much to answer and don't feel presure to answet it, but I don't know how to tell this to people that suround me and you seem like such a sweet, genuine person

Oh I’m sorry you feel that way, pookie! I think the main reason I feel pretty comfortable talking about these topics is because I was raised like that.

Sex was never a taboo in my family, I’ve always been around my parents and their friends even when they made adult jokes and had conversations that probably weren’t appropriate for my teenage self haha. My parents are both very chill and never had an issue answering any questions that I had. They always made sure I was educated properly, never told me "you’re too young to know that" or "you shouldn’t know that" etc. They knew if they wouldn’t answer me I would just find the answer myself somehow, so it’s probably best to just be honest and explained it to me as age appropriate as possible. I was never embarrassed about being a woman either, they made sure that talking about periods and all that stuff, especially with my dad (who ended up raising me during puberty after my parents divorce) wasn’t something to be ashamed of or something that should make me feel uncomfortable. My dad is basically the blue print for what I consider a real man, he bought me pads and birth control pills and got me my heating pad when I had cramps and he never ever made me feel uncomfortable when talking about these topics.

Sex and everything around it shouldn’t be something to feel guilty or embarrassed about, it’s all natural! But I totally get that it can be hard to talk about these things and can definitely feel uncomfortable if you were raised under other circumstances or had some bad experiences in your life before. Maybe it‘ll become easier once you find someone you trust enough to openly talk about sex, but please don’t force yourself to open up if you’re not ready. Just take your time. And not being able to talk about sex the way I do isn’t necessarily a bad thing, please don’t forget that! <3

I wish I could give you better advice, but like I said, I was just raised this way. I didn’t practice becoming like this and idk if there’s a trick or something else that could help you become more comfortable with your sexuality… but maybe someone else that is or was in the same position could give you some advice?

Anyways, I hope I could at least help you a little bit. I‘m super tired and idk if half of the stuff I wrote even makes sense haha but I’m so touched that you asked me for advice when it comes to such a sensitive topic!! If you ever need someone to talk to please don’t hesitate to slide into my inbox 🩵🩵

#ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ asks 💌

[linka-from-captain-planet]

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I can never think of titles, so most of my fics are titled with song lyrics. I was from the songfic generation so maybe it just stuck. If I know what I want to write, sometimes I find a song to match the overall vibe and listen to it on repeat for hours while writing. It helps me zone in and get into the feeling. Sometimes the exact lyric I find the most *THEM* doesn't work as a title and it's a travesty tbh.

I'm also on team All Lower Case for no reason except that I think it looks better.

Cursed? playlist below cut, with further notes

Not a song title: An Anthology of Trib...ulations, but it is a tribbing joke, so. Although I don't think I ever got around to that particular act before I lost steam.

when my blue moon turns to gold again (Shadowheart/Lae'zel, warning for major character death) is from an Elvis song with the same title. It fits within the sad-joyful tone because the song is about how happy the singer will be when their lover returns to them, and how they'll never let them go again, but Shadowheart finds peace and joy in the part of Lae'zel that does return to her, even though she comes to learn Lae'zel has perished in the githyanki liberation battles. ALSO, this song is on the soundtrack of Desert Hearts, which is the greatest lesbian movie to ever exist.

green on the vine (Shadowheart/Nocturne) is from "Strawberry Wine" by Deana Carter which has the line, "my first taste of love, oh bittersweet / green on the vine." The song is about a young love that fizzled out, but the singer looks back on it fondly because it was such a formative experience. So that's very Not the Experience Shadowheart and Nocturne had, and ironic because Shadowheart can't reminisce about her first young love. I chose 'green on the vine' as a title because it invokes the image of a fruit plucked too soon and made bitter, much like the way Shadowheart and Nocturne's relationship was cut short over and over by the demands of the cult.

mirage (Shadowheart/Nocturne, Shadowheart/Alfira) is the title of a song by Sylvia and this one is pretty on the nose. In this fic, Shadowheart sees Nocturne all around her as she engages with the Emerald Grove and meets the Dream Visitor. But this song is about being misled/manipulated by a lover, so it mostly refers to the Emperor using Nocturne's image to manipulate Shadowheart.

solitaire (Alfira/Lakrissa) is the title of a Carpenters song, about a lonely man who isolates himself and keeps himself from connecting with others and finding love. I imagined Lakrissa pushes others away with her flippant attitude and pessimism, and isolates herself (notice she sits alone talking to herself in the grove) and her experience in Moonrise is what motivates her to open up and accept the friendship and, in Alfira, the love that other people offer her.

like a candy to an apple (you're so sweet on me) (Alfira/Lakrissa) is from "It's Whatever" by Aaliyah. This is my Official Alfira/Lakrissa song imo, it captures the sweet, supportive, and romantic vibe I love for them perfectly. The whole line is, "like a candy to an apple, oh we go together / you're so sweet on me." This is a fun, romantic, sexy fic, so the song fic captures it perfectly. Definitely listen to this one if you don't know it, it's a favorite and everyone should know Aaliyah!

hold you like a python (Minthara/Florrick) is from "National Anthem" by Lana Del Rey, with the line being "I sing the national anthem while I am standing over your your body / hold you like a python." I always loved the imagery of this line, of squeezing the life out of someone to feed on them and feed one's own ambitions and that's kind of what's going on with florrithara in this fic. There's no romance yet, no feelings--just two powerful women engaged in this mutual chokehold, neither willing to back down, but sure to end with someone's guts on squeezed out on the floor.

lay you down on a bed of roses (Minthara/Florrick) is from "Bed of Roses" by Bon Jovi, in the line, "I'd like to lay you down on a bed of roses / but tonight I sleep on a bed of nails". I really don't have an excuse for this except I was like 'Minthara would love Bon Jovi' and I listened to this song on repeat for hours while writing that fic.

Minthara/Florrick also are part of a series, so they get a series title as well: "I could liken you to a werewolf (but I admit I provided a full moon)". This is from "Werewolf" by Fiona Apple which I think of as the florrithara theme song. It's about an unsalvageable relationship, and that's Minthara and Florrick. The line is truncated from the first two lyrics, but I'm gonna list about the first five lyrics because that's what I think of for this song and ship:

I could liken you to a werewolf the way you left me for dead but I admit, I provided a full moon. I could liken you to a shark, the way you bit off my head but then again, I was waving around a bleeding open wound. But you were such a super guy till the second you get a whiff of me. We're like a wishing well and a bolt of electricity

#ask games

[jonesyjonesyjonesy]

ok so this is weird but i felt like you would maybe understand me and i needed to rant. so i'm in my 20s, and i've always been attracted to older men, old rockstars, fictional characters, famous people, you know the stuff. when i was younger it was more normal cause why would i crush on a 16 yr old boy right? i've had a relationship and a few flirts but nothing actually real happened. fast forward to my 20s, i start to actually have feeling for people in my age group. but anytime i have the massive crush on someone i can never get them to crush on me back. and i'm like, social, have hobbies - you know, i'm not like i'm isolating myself from people. i don't know how to say this without sounding weird but i don't think i'm particularly unattractive either. i mean i'm no VS model but you don't need to be that to experience love, right? each time i get my hopes high up about finally my crush/s liking me back it never happens, i get over them and go back to my old ways - obsessively crushing on rockstars and famous people. making playlists and pinterest boards for people i'll probably never even meet in real life. and it makes me feel like such a loser because i'm a grown ass adult. people my age get married and have babies. and i'm not one of those people who believe fandoms are for teens only but at this point it's not even that much about the art for me anymore, it's purely romantic and sexual. i'm pretty certain it's a coping mechanism for the lack of intimacy and sexuality in my life. i've basically wasted my young years without experiencing teenage love and turns out my 20s aren't different either. i feel like i'm the only person in the world who's in this situation and at this point i feel like i'm just not meant to experience romance of any kind. i'll just spend my life yearning for people i'll only get to touch in my dreams and that's it. sorry i just needed to get this off my chest, i hope you're having a good day x

Oh my dear...the 20s are a truly horrible time. I'm in late stage twenties and i'm only starting to really love life. 27 was my turning point.

The great thing about our blorbos is that they'll always love us back even if they don't actually know us. It's the Almost Famous of it all.

The truth is, these obsessions can coexist with our irl romantic life. But I understand the pain of wanting to have that chance at romance and it not feeling like it loves you back.

You're doing great. I bet you're beautiful. And people who are already getting married and having kids, that's their journey. I sometimes get jealous, particularly of women who already have kids because I want to be a mother so badly but I also know I'm not ready.

I'm sure there are people who look at you and think, wow what I would do with all that freedom.

i'm pretty certain it's a coping mechanism for the lack of intimacy and sexuality in my life. i've basically wasted my young years without experiencing teenage love and turns out my 20s aren't different either. i feel like i'm the only person in the world who's in this situation and at this point i feel like i'm just not meant to experience romance of any kind.

I can guarantee you're not the only one feeling this way. There's actually a sociological thing happening where people are avoiding relationships, especially women because now we aren't going to fucking settle for emotionally unintelligent men (assuming you're looking to be in a het relationship).

I am sure people will see this post and be like damn yeah that's me too. I wasn't in my first relationship until I was 22 and that was only a year and a half. I've dated so fucking much on dating apps and been miserable over. I've just gotten into my first relationship in almost five years because I just couldn't suffer fools.

You're stronger than you know. I know how isolating it can feel.

The joke about dating and crushes is you can't use the notion that "insanity is doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result". You have to keep that hope alive, have to keep showing up and having an open heart.

I've been rejected so many times. But I've learned over the years actually it's not a me problem. It's a them problem. You are wonderful in so many ways, anon (I just know it). You just haven't found the person that is ready for that. All it takes is one.

Don't give up. My asks are always open. Sweet bean, I love you!

#anon #ask #send love to anon #i know what it's like to be in the shit like that

[welldonebeca]

Beverly and Heddy (and Sam) (I)

Summary: Takes place post 10x06: Sam runs into the lovely ladies who spent a whole hunt throwing themselves over him, and finally gives into their advances Pairing: Sam Winchester x Beverly LaCroix and Sam Winchester x Heddy LaCroix WC: 950+ words Warnings: Alcohol. Spoilers. Canon divergence.

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Sam looked around the fancy bar.

It wasn't his cup of tea - at all. Honestly, he wouldn't have walked inside but here was no other place for him to go.

Sam just needed some space. He couldn't get the image of Dean shooting Olivia over and over out of his head. Sure, she was a monster, but she still had a terrible life - and his brother would usually sympathise with that and make things fast.

‘Usually’ was the right word.

Now, though, with the mark, and for the first time in Sam's life, Dean was... scary.

He wanted to trust him - Dean was his brother, he would always put him before anyone else - that he had everything under control, but it was hard, sometimes.

So, he was drinking to try and clean his thoughts and take those ideas out of his mind.

He was just putting his glass down when he felt a sudden hand on his shoulder.

"Sam?" he heard in a familiar voice.

When he turned around, he simply raised his eyebrow.

The two friends. The... blonde housewives.

What were their names, again? Fuck, he couldn't remember. All he knew was that they were all over him when they were alone together.

It was nearly impossible to miss or forget their bitchy attitudes and hungry gazes.

Sam knew that... women over a certain age... they seemed to like him.

Dean usually called him a cougar catnip, but he just didn't understand why.

"Hey," he spoke slowly.

Fucking hell, he needed to get them out. He wasn't patient enough to be polite for more than five minutes now.

"We saw you coming inside," the long-haired one smiled. "What a funny coincidence seeing you here."

She was married - if the big ring on her finger had anything to say about it - but her friend wasn't. He could practically smell their wet cunts, it was pathetic.

"I thought I was too gay for you," he raised his eyebrows, snapping at her.

The long-haired one blushed, and he turned back to the bar, ready to ignore him. Her friend, however, sat right on his side.

"I'm so terribly sorry," the short-haired one spoke quickly. "You know, Bev... I... we..."

Sam watched her with a scoff as she looked for words.

"How about we bury the hatchet, and we can buy you some drinks?" 'Bev' spoke over her sister and looked around discreetly. "Lord knows, you can't afford the good stuff here anyway."

Sam pinched the bridge of his nose. Now, he would stand up and leave, but the idea of more alcohol was more than a little bit appealing.

"Fine," he mumbled, drinking from his beer again.

He followed them from his seat and into a private session of the bar, once again sat between them, and let the short-haired sister play with the fingers of his free hands, eyeing the ring in Bev's finger when she held her cocktail high.

"Won't your husband be upset if he finds out with you are out with a strange man?" he asked. "Paying for his drink and rubbing yourself all over him?"

By his side, her sister chuckled.

"Her husband would rather fuck dirty young whores than Bev," she joked. "But she is fine with it,   Bev?"

Bev's eye twitched the smallest bit, and her lips curled in a teasing and disgusted smile.

"Of course, Heddy," she quipped. "Because at least I am married."

'Heddy' squeezed his fingers tighter.

They were a little more than buzzed now, and considering his own experience with his brother, were only going to escalate things now.

"And what a marriage, uh?" Heddy ran a finger up Sam's arm and giggled near his ear. "You know, I'm pretty sure she hasn't had sex in over a year."

"As if you have had sex since your husband left,"  Bev added, annoyed, to her sister. "He left her for his sugar baby. The girl is so young, I don't think it's even legal."

His eyes widened. What kind of competition was this? Who needed more sex?

And then, it clicked.

Of course. It was a competition for who needed more sex.

"Alright, that's enough," he interrupted them.

They both stopped, pouting, and before he could even say anything, Bev leant closed and put a hand on his thigh.

"How about we go somewhere more private?" she asked, upping on the seductive tone. "Heddy is really killing the mood."

"You are the one killing the mood!" Heddy huffed up, sounding very desperate.

Sam rolled his eyes.

"No one killing anything."

The sister exchanged catty looks.

"Well, who do you want, then?" Bev asked. "Me or... her?"

Heddy squeezed him.

"Just pick already, and she can go," she mumbled.

He rolled his eyes and tapped his fingers at the table.

It wasn't like he was doing anything tonight anyway.

"You are sisters," he remarked. "I'm sure you two have been taught how to share."

They both gasped, looking shocked.

"But... but..." Bev looked for words. "We've never..."

He chuckled, shaking his head.

"Of course not," he mocked them. "You two would rather fight over which guy sticks his messy cock in you than share."

The two exchanged looks, making faces he knew too well.

"Well?" Sam asked when they finally settled.

Bev pouted.

"Fine," she mumbled.

He turned to Heddy, and raised a questioning eyebrow to her.

"Alright," she decided. "We'll share."

Before he could say anything else, she pulled something from her purse and showed him a hotel key. "We are going to my hotel room."

Sam chuckled as Bev scoffed, looking clearly displeased.

"Why won't you pay, and we take that wine to go?" he smiled teasingly at Bev. "I'm sure we can finish it there."

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[armpirate]

UNDER YOUR SKIN || JJK || Ch. 15

Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.

Summary: You were awful on anything related to flirting, guys and sex. He was the perfect ladies man. You wanted to get rid of your virginity. And he was there to help you with everything you needed. You didn't have the best start, but that didn't mean you wouldn't have the best of the endings.

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I would lie if I said I didn't spend all evening trying to get ready for tonight, making my biggest effort to leave my anxiety aside and adopt that new personality I've already seen on so many women that have come to the bar these weeks. But the pressure I'm putting on my own shoulders, before I even get to the pub where we were supposed to be meeting, is only causing my level of stress to rise.

I should also avoid drinking, or at least not drink too much. I've never gotten drunk, not even when my bosses decided to treat us to a good dinner once a year, so it's not the best idea to get drunk for the first time, messing it up big time, with people I'm trying to be friends with. Or at least grow closer to.

But all those concerns vanish away the second I see a twisted smile on Tammy's face. And the little I've gotten to know her, I know it means nothing good. So my worries change, to focus solely on her and what she could come up with.

Five minutes later, she shows up with a stray full of little glasses. I start counting those the second she leaves the metallic plate on the small rounded table. Eight shots. Eight shots and it's only four of us.

—Two each —she mentions, as if it were obvious—. There's nothing better to start the night than vodka shots.

—Yeah, that's why you always end up spending more time on the floor than standing up —Melanie jokes.

—That only happened once —Tammy rolls her eyes, bending over to take one of the shots—. C'mon. Cheers, bitches! For a good night ahead.

After we all make our tiny glasses tingle after we toast, Soo makes sure to remind us all she can't drink a lot nor will stay until the end of the night because she has to meet up with a client tomorrow morning. I'm almost going to say we could've left it for a different day, but I hold it in. Instead of trying to comfort her, I'll probably sound annoyed or rude, which isn't the case at all.

Sometimes there are some things to be left unsaid.

—My wrist is driving me crazy —Melanie complains, trying to move her hand in circles.

—Did you make a bad move during training? —I ask, trying to hide as much as possible how the liquid is burning my throat.

—Probably —she pouts—. It's been bothering me since I left the kickboxing session.

—That's why you barely moved your hand when you were driving me back home? —Tammy asks, both eyes wide open—. I have a good ointment for things like that. I'll give it to you next time you come home.

She doesn't miss the chance, and while her hand is still rising because of her gesture, she picks another shot and drinks it all at once. An exaggerated gasp leaves her mouth, and her green eyes look around, like encouraging the rest of us to do the same with the rest.

—Y/n, you should come and join us one day —Soo says out of nowhere—. I kinda think you'd like it.

—Kickboxing? —Soo nods— I'm not sure. Never been good at sports —I laugh—. But I could give it a try one day, why not?

—Yeah. That's my girl —Tammy points at me with a pleased smile.

The night goes on just like that. They talk between them, mostly, although they try to make me join the conversations, I rush to shift back to my little side -and for the most part I look like one of those npc's. It's not like I have much to share or to talk about. I don't add anything to the conversation. They're talking about crushes and past experiences anyway, so yeah... I can't add anything to the conversation.

I could say how I settled a strange deal with Soo's brother, because I'm unable to go further than three words with the opposite sex. But I'm sure no one at this table would like to know about that.

So while I'm sipping on my third Mojito, Tammy gets my attention and almost makes me choke on my drink when she asks:

—You're too quiet —she starts—. And we all know what they say about the quiet ones.

—I don't really have much to share —I shrug.

—Did something happen between you and Seokwoo? You didn't keep me updated on anything —Tammy accuses.

If she only knew...

—No —I shake my head, just daring to look at them for one quick second—. We only saw each other at Mel's party, so.

I didn't even hear of him after the birthday party, and it's not like I've thought about him a lot either. But now that she brings him up... I wish I could've had his number at least. Not like it would've changed a thing, but it would've been nice.

—Hopefully he comes to New York again —Tammy winks at me.

At first I cringe a little by her answer and the tone she uses, but I just giggle and take a big sip from my drink. If she only knew Seokwoo and what I did have been the least of my problems lately. And it's not like I'd be able to do anything either.

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Some dances and several drinks after, Soo heads out. But she makes sure all of us agree on meeting up soon again, when we all are free and neither of us have to leave earlier because of work. Soon she vanishes and Tammy takes the lead of the night.

Oh no. What a bad idea...

She also disappears in the crowd of people, collapsing against one another on the dance floor. And instead of worrying for her, Melanie and I just vibe to the music, dancing some verses, moving our arms in small waves trying to keep the rhythm of the song. She also keeps mentioning how glad she is Soo reserved this small place for us, instead of having to fight for a stool or a high table near the dance floor. And I agree on that. I haven't really frequented nightclubs -for obvious reasons-, but being pushed to the corner of the counter while I'm trying to get a drink, crashing into sweated bodies every single time I have to go to the bathroom because the dance floor is right in between... For those of us who are sober, being in a club is the most similar thing to a decathlon.

When I'm about to ask about that case she mentioned when we were on that trip, Tammy shows up out of nowhere with three guys. And by the way she's holding the arm of one of them, I know which one will be her night stand tonight. That, and the fact that she totally disappears with that same guy shortly after making sure we're trying to bond with his other two friends. "Trying to bond" as in Melanie and the boy with the nose pierced, if I'm not wrong his name is Evan, are almost canoodling while Drake looks at his drink uncomfortably.

He tries to start a conversation a few times, but I fuck it up every single time by replying with a short answer. So I try to switch it up, and be the one asking the questions. But I think that's even worse.

—Do you come here often?

—No —he simply answers—. What about you?

—No.

And a big gulp follows right after. The rum burns my throat while the bubbles of the coke tickle on it, and the taste of that mix in my mouth makes me unable to hide the disgusted face, for a quick second.

Melanie and Evan are long gone from having just a conversation, and she rushes to ask me if it's okay for her to leave. Considering she told me just half an hour ago how bad she wanted to have some fun, I'm in no place to chain her next to me. And it's obvious she's pleased by my answer when a huge bright smile forms on her face. Similar to the one Drake has right now, only that his lips are more curved on a smirk.

And another big gulp follows as soon as we're both alone. And it isn't the last one I have. The conversation turns into a monologue, as soon as he starts rambling about how he only came here for his friends and they ended up leaving him all by himself. He cries about how they could do this to him, and how it's always the same. Or, at least, that's what I guess while I'm focused on finishing my drink.

I could leave right now, run away like I always do, but for some reason I feel bad leaving him here by himself after his friends left with mine.

His rambling must've changed topic at some point, because while I try to reach Melanie's almost full glass, I hear him saying how he isn't the typical dude to find hook ups in clubs.

—Girls like your friends are never into boys like me.

He drops that "pick me boy" line that makes me instantly cringe. And trying to avoid rolling my eyes in front of him, I end up drinking the full drink in one take. Not only does he uses such a weird technique to get my attention, but also dismisses the fact that I'm the one who's here right now.

Isn't it amazing what alcohol does to the human body though? And I don't mean how relaxed and out of touch I suddenly feel, or how dizzy, but how it starts doing a reaction with the three Mojitos I drank before Tammy came with these three guys, and the pizza I had for dinner.

Just keep it in for a few more minutes.

But I know that will be impossible when I feel my stomach twist, and the liquid, that not long ago rolled down my throat, is going up again. It's not until he gets up totally disgusted that I'm aware of what's just happened.

I swipe the long sleeve of my dress over my mouth, cleaning it up before I try to stand up myself when I realize this is the best time to leave. I'm careless about it right now, it's as if I had just slipped my drink over someone's shoes. But I know I'll be regretting every single second of it as soon as I wake up tomorrow.

As soon as I head outside, and feel relieved from the cold hitting my skin, I grab my phone to call a cab. If I thought night would be so simple after what's just happened, I was totally wrong. Shortly after I say where I am, a voice interrupts me.

—Are you drunk?

—I don't know —I frown—. Am I?

—Fuck, y/n. Where are you?

—I've just told you —I drag my words more than I'd want to—. You... —I stop and try again— you... —I go quiet when I'm unable to think about the right word— Just hurry up.

—I'll pick you up, don't move from there.

And I hear nothing else from the other line, except a continuous ring that warns me the phone call has ended.

I lose every sense of timing, and how long I've been waiting next to the door. I was too distracted vibing with the loud sound coming from it, and dissecting the people that keep coming out or coming in. Too busy checking out how good a pink coloured hairstyle looked on one of the girls leaving to realize there was someone walking next to me.

—Let's go —he moves his head.

—What are you doing here? —I question, squinting my eyes at him.

—You called me.

—You work in the cab station now?

He just rolls his eyes and puts his arm around my waist to guide my steps, towards that familiar truck, while I'm trying my best to walk straight with my ankles feeling like jelly. Jungkook tries to be as careful and delicate with me as I allow him to, moving his arms and hands on me while placing me inside the car.

—Did they all leave? —he asks while he buckles up my seatbelt— How the fuck did they even think of leaving you all by yourself? —he asks annoyed after I just nodded.

—I told them.... —I lift my hand to speak— I told them it was okay... —I squint my eyes again— I'm not five. I'm fine.

—Yet you can't form a sentence.

Touché.

I rest my head against the car window, and it all goes black after that.

#fanfic #ff #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkookxreader #jk #bts #wattpad #kookie #smut #jungkook smut #tattoistjk #tattooau #armpirate

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i know we have this thread every week but it winds me up in a way that few other things do because, when you think about it, the audacity to tell a stranger "i know you think you experienced misogyny, but since you're a binary transgender man* (and therefore have always been a man, something that applies to every binary transgender man in the world) you actually experienced misdirected misogyny that wasn't meant for you because you're not a woman. hope this helps :)" is so profoundly presumptive and insulting

some of us are older than you and grew up in a much more transphobic world! some of us did not grow up in liberal areas! for some of us, it was impossible to access trans care until we picked up and moved our lives to somewhere more accepting! and *shockingly* some of us have not always ID'd as men, and to retroactively re-frame our sometimes traumatic experiences with misogyny as "misdirected" is just so. i keep coming back to this but it's just plain insulting.

i identified and presented as a woman most of my childhood! i couldn't present as anything BUT a woman even after i stopped IDing as one for my safety! i started transition as an adult seven years ago! my hometown was so conservative that they had their first, sparsely attended pride event four months ago this past june!

i had grown men sexualize me as young as 14. i experienced sexual harassment and unconsentual touching from my peers even younger. men joked about r*ping me to my face! who tf is anyone to tell me that didn't count as "true" misogyny. because it sure as shit was directed towards me. even the current wave of transphobic backlash uses misogynistic language towards all transgender people, including trans men. when transphobes infantilize us, frame us as "confused young women" suckered into an ideology we couldn't possibly understand, that's misogyny! when transphobes discourage us from transitioning because it will devalue our one asset: our beauty, when they discuss top surgery as a mutilation and mourn our breasts over our physical and mental health, that's misogyny!

the fact that i'm now a man does not change that fact and i wish more people allowed room for nuance in these discussions. if it clashes with your understanding of the gender binary, good! it should! it reeks of too much theory and not enough interacting with irl trans people. it's a vast oversimplification of the lived experiences of lots of trans people. there are thousands of ways to be an enemy of patriarchy.

*i am aware that this affects other trans men and transmascs who are not binary men but i'm using binary men here to make the point that even if 'woman' is zero part of your identity this still applies

#ren speaks #rape /// #misogyny /// #transphobia /// #contextually it's doubly important that the more 'liberal area' i moved to to finally be able to transition was PITTSBURGH #not SF not NYC not chicago but pittsburgh #just think for a moment about where i grew up for that to be the case #i'm really genuinely so happy for trans kids who can come out earlier to accepting families and communities #but ten years ago when i had my formative trans years that was just not the case #medical insurance could legally refuse to cover all HRT and transcare at the time #the ACA had to mandate that they cover it after the fact #for the first year of my transition i still had to pay out of pocket for my hormones even though i was insured

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Blob for the ask game

1: sexuality headcanon - I used to think of Blob as the only straight guy in Mystique's Brotherhood, but Blob/Unus shippers have won me over. That dude is bi, for sure!

2: otp - Blob/Unus. I can't believe they are both alive on Krakoa and we haven't even seen them talking in the background! C'mon!

I've also seen Blob/Phantazia shipping, and while I really prefer Blob/Unus, I would be okay with that relationship, too.

3: brotp - I'm not sure who Blob's best buddies are, outside of Unus, who is more of an OTP for me. I'd like to imagine that he hangs out a lot with Toad, Pyro and Avalanche, just for the shared experience of being in the Brotherhood together. Pyro and Avalanche are obviously closer to each other, but Pyro was frequently paired off with Blob, and the two of them spent as much time being mean girls guys together as they did fighting with each other. Plus, it's canon that Blob relaxes the rules/sneaks drinks for Avalanche, even though he's officially been banned from the Green Lagoon for unknown reasons. Also, I'd like to think that Blob and Anole are buddies since they run the Green Lagoon together.

4: notp - I actually didn't like Blob/Psylocke. I don't mind the pairing in theory, but I didn't like how Williams handled it, and all the weird issues with Betsy in someone else's body. I didn't really like Blob getting a complete personality overhaul in that story, although in fairness it was an AU. Being a loud, angry jerk has always been part of Blob's personality, and you can make him more sympathetic and nuanced without writing him to be a completely different person. Bartender Blob on Krakoa seems to be a kinder, more thoughtful Blob who still feels like himself.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head - as Krakoa's main bartender, Blob hears ALL the secrets, and knows ALL the gossip. Pyro is always eager to tell him some new rumor, and Blob always knows already. He keeps the most important personal secrets people tell him under his belt, but he will absolutely spread the juicier gossip.

6: favorite line from this character -

Funny line - when Blob starts a fight with Avalanche because Avalanche made him drop his sandwich. It doesn't even feel like a "fat" joke, more of a "The Brotherhood guys are always ready to throw down at any excuse" joke. Also, I'd be mad about a dropped sandwich, too.

Serious line - any scene when he is desperately trying to save the dying Unus. They really gave these two guys a tragic romance friendship, then forgot for decades that Blob could be a sympathetic character.

7: one way in which I relate to this character

I can certainly sympathize with how his appearance has led to him being treated badly, much like Toad. He's not a mutant that can really "pass," and even people who don't realize he is a mutant will still judge him for being fat. I think his abrasive personality is partially due to him having to deal with that constantly.

I can also relate to wanting to be a Krakoan bartender. Stay out of the drama, just serve drinks and be chill.

8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

Also like Toad, writers really like to make him as gross as possible sometimes (because fat = ugly, and ugly = evil, right?). Like that horrible Ultimate version of Blob who was a cannibal. But especially that one Daredevil issue where both Blob and Pyro are being extremely gross about a young mutant girl (who looks to be about 12), who they are there to capture. Blob keeps commenting on her looks and insisting that he wants to "have her," because Pyro usually "gets all the girls" (no evidence of that in ANY of the actual X-Men comics), and then tries to force a female bartender to kiss him. I consider that one of my "Nope, that didn't happen" comics stories. It's a shame, because the rest of the issue was funny, and would have worked outside of all the grossness towards women.

9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Bartender Blob is a cinnamon roll with a 70's mustache and a colorful shirt.

#blob #fred dukes #almost all of my faves are problematic but I call them cinnamon rolls anyway #I mean most of them are better than characters like Sinister or Apocalypse #they are like cinnamon rolls that fell on the floor and need the dirt brushed off