#i feel like u should clarify that this is not me hating on him for being short I don’t give a fuck I think it’s dumb to do these things to-

[shit-sorry-fuck-mybad]

I imagine that every time anyone has to act with Tom Cruise they get called to a meeting before they start shooting the movie where they will discuss with them every single thing they have to do in order to make Tom Cruise appear taller than he actually is

Honestly I don’t know how anyone who has ever acted with Tom Cruise hasn’t given like an exclusive interview about the stupid things they’ve done to make Tom Cruise look taller, or the process of just staring as someone put a box in front of them so that Tom could stand on it and look taller than he is

#dude if I was an actor and someone told me ‘right in this scene Tom is gonna be standing in a box’ i don’t know what I would do with myself #maybe cry and maybe laugh idk #heard that Anthony edwards cpulnt wear shoes sometimes cause they made Tom look shorter????? the fuck?? #I think it’s the most ridiculous shit ever #the obsession with making Tom look taller than he actually is #or not as short as he actually is #he’s short just get over it and keep going with the movie Jesus Christ no one gives a fuck #also fan girls love small little angry guys like him so like idk use that #tw: Tom cruise #I hate the guy #I hate him and his stupid cult and his stupid little boxes #top gun #Tom cruise #mission impossible #i feel like u should clarify that this is not me hating on him for being short I don’t give a fuck I think it’s dumb to do these things to- #-make actors look taller #it’s weird

[marcusagrippa]

becoming more invested in one random side character who is fucking dead by the time my main plot starts than the actual protagonist is just a rite of passage for my writing process at this point

#big oc ramblingin the tags warning u h. #save me melisadd...... isa............ #a horrible ugly name for a horrible ugly guy #however. every lover is a soldier. etc etc. #yes he gets killed because of his own ambition but he also gets killed because of his devotion to his city. and by extension his paradoxica #devotion to rhys (who has become the city itself in a weird parasitic sort of way). he hates what rhys stands for and he hates his idealism #and his tyranny andsuch but they have such a fucked up (literally) cannibalistic relationship going back to faustus and the ivy war #that neither of them can function without the other. rhys' fate is sealed the moment he kills isa because theres no-one left to balance him #out and challenge his plans. and he spirals from this genius up-and-coming ruthless commander willing to do anything to keep his home safe #into a lazy power-hungry beast relying on the prestige of his ancestors and the fear of the people to keep him fed. and he misses isa #as much as he hates to admit it #and he misses argent and he misses what they all had and as he gets older he starts losing the ability to distinguish between the past and #the present. hence the public display of argent's innards and isa's rotting corpse being dug up and given a seat at the table at the feast. #but back to isa. isa doesn't want to fight rhys - he believes there's good in him up until the last second of his life. #his execution is the death of any hope of redemption rhys might have had. #noneof that makes sense but anyway you get what im trying to say right #<- what a late republic hyperfix does to a mf #they are based loosely on the first triumvirate and should all eat each other !! #i can make my own narrative ghosts god dammit #dyrposts #r. a. bicinius #m. f. voscium #i made these guys like. two days ago??? but i cant stop thinking about them #if anyone is interested. i will say more things about dr #writing #augh #rhys isnt technically a main character either feel like i should clarify that he. dies in the first chapter #story focuses on eos furi and gabier !!! yippee !!! #jase writes #FUTURE ME EDIT: THIS IS ALL WILDLY OUTDATED :DDDDD OH WELL

[waloeders]

clive abt to sic torgal on me (i stole one of his pins) /lh

#jupiter.speaks #👤.kosmos #👥.clive #> ive decided hes my weird brother. hes both older and younger than me (usually older) in behaviour i mean #> i steal his shit n then hes like ill set the dog on u. well i will simply cuddle the dog. what then huh! #> i havent played the game in over 3 days im gettin. agrgrhrhrgehrh. sorry anyway :3 #> its. hmngn frustrating i havent been this hyper fixated in ever n also whenever im not thinkin/talkin abt/playin it im like. i should be!! #> bites my hand. and also his. in a familial way i feel like i have to clarify. ignore my carrd its out of date #> dion tho? that mf stayin on the crush list hes too sweet not to be. i think kos can have a crush on him as a treat. nothin happens but. #> but its like. thats how itd be in real life. id have a crush n go wow hes pretty... i mean uh pretty cool. yeah cool #> well...does it have to be? kos n the extended polycule where half of them hate the other half? could u imagine??? #> PLEASE ignore this im. no. dont perceive im. arhffhgbjf

[simpforboys]

I have a Xavier request. I dunno if it’s been done (plus its a little cringe and a little cliche) but the ideas been stuck in my head for days - partially inspired by rose “paint me like one of your French girls” scene in titanic. Xavier asks to paint her nude or she asks. It can lead to anything I just need the idea out of my head. Another idea I had that could be linked or seperate is a reader with wings and Xavier is just like obsessed

By the way I love your work. Your JJ stuff too (goodness me) -

Anon 🐣

(Ps: have a high five 🖐️, m not keen on hugs)

my angel

xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: you want xavier to draw you… nude.

warnings: mentions of smut, no real smut, nudity, YOU HAVE WINGS!!!! (i pictured angel wings but go with whatever u want bae) xavier is in love with you

im combining this because omg imagine xavier drawing you and hes just obsessed with your wings and body… anyways imma get writing

initially, when you approached xavier about the idea of doing a portrait of you, he loved it.

considering he had done many sketches of your beautiful face, it should be easy.

but then you clarified what you meant.

“can you draw me like one of your french girls, xavier?” you mimicked rose from the movie, titantic.

you leaned against your boyfriend, your wings wrapping around him enough to make him flustered.

he spun around in his stool, his eyes full of admiration. he put his hands on your waist and brought you closer.

“you know i always draw you, baby.” xavier told you, referring to the multiple portraits he had done of you.

“what if i want you do draw me with my wings? with only my wings…” you trailed off. the look you gave xavier was suggestive and he couldn’t help but feel excitement.

so now, as you stood in front of xavier in nothing but a robe in the center of his dorm, he couldn’t help but feel flustered.

“where do you want me, baby?” you teased, seeing your boyfriend blush.

“how about you lay on the bed.” xavier grabbed a chair and brought it over. he watched as you gracefully dropped the robe before laying down.

his eyes roamed your naked body. he had seen it numerous times before, but for some reason this seemed more intimate.

“you’re so beautiful, y/n.” xavier whispered as he began to sketch.

you grinned at your boyfriend. he always made you feel special.

the focus look on his face as he drew you was enough to make you flustered. being so vulnerable while he memorized every part of you was intimidating.

“relax, baby. your wings are moving.”

xavier knew when you got flustered or embarrassed your wings would tend to show your emotions more than your face.

for instance, your wings had began to scrunch together instead of being fully displayed.

that’s one of the things xavier loved most about you. the way he could always tell how you felt by your wings.

he loved everything about you. he was quite literally smitten by you, ever since he first saw you.

you were never scared to be yourself.

xavier finally finished your face when he began to draw your boobs. the memories of him leaving hickies, kissing them, sucking them made xavier blush.

“what’s got you blushing, pretty boy?”

“you.”

“i’m not doing anything.” you laughed.

“you don’t need to. everything about you would make me blush.”

you couldn’t help but feel your own face warm up, wings clamping together slightly.

“babe.”

“sorry!”

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“are you almost done? i’m half asleep over here.”

xavier laughed at your comment. he was just finishing the details on your wings, leg bouncing in anticipation.

what if you hated it?

“come look.”

you stood up from the bed, sleep in your eyes as you put on one of xavier’s shirts.

you sat on his lap as he showed you the drawing. your face turned in admiration as xavier watched your eyes light up.

“oh my god, it’s so pretty. like a renaissance portrait.”

xavier grinned, his big hands rubbing your bare thighs. “my angel, huh?”

you smiled, kissing your boyfriend.

“your angel.”

#xavier x y/n #xavier thorpe x you #xavier #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x reader #percy hynes white #percy #wednesday #xavier fluff #xavier thorpe fluff #you have wings #simpforboys #i need him

[catoslvt]

Gally (tmr) x Reader

You were the first person to come up. It starts with a girl and ends with a girl.

Not together.

I stand with furrowed eyebrows as I watch gally stand and laugh with everyone.

Out of an entire maze with forty-four gladers, it's safe to say I only hate one.

Gally.

But I don't actually hate him, I actually really love him, but for some unknown reason, we act as if we're sworn enemies, but we both know that's not true.

But today, our forty fourth glader came up, so I suppose I should act happy with everyone.

As I slowly approach the group, I watch as Gally quickly realises I'm approaching and straightens his posture and crosses his arms, he always does this and I'm not sure why, I normally just put it down to me being the leader here.

"Hey guys, has anyone seen the new greenie?" I quiz and everyone shakes their head.

"Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on him?" Gally asks as he raises an eyebrow at me.

"I thought Alby was, but he's clearly here." I say as I motion to Alby, who's stood with Clint and Jeff as they both advise him to stop drinking, usually at the bonfire for the new greenie, alby doesn't drink, but when we hit the forty mark he stopped caring, realising that we're probably not getting out of here any time soon.

Suddenly, my attention is snapped to screaming coming from the deadheads, and I take off in a sprint towards the screaming as it actually sounds terrifying, but I let out a groan of annoyance when I realise its just Minho and Ben pranking the greenie, who stands doubled over with a heart over his chest.

"We're having a meeting first thing tomorrow." I tell them all as I point at them before I walk back to the party and Newt and I shush everyone.

"So guys, after something that just happened there, I've decided that we'll be having a meeting tomorrow morning first thing after breakfast, which is perfect because us runners have the day off tomorrow." I announce, and everyone groans and sighs, but Gally just sort of stares at me with a proud smile. Normally, I'd beg Alby to do the meeting announcements, but then I thought why should I?

I was the first person here, so people should respect me.

As I stand in front of everyone, I clear my throat.

"So, I'd like to clarify that there will be no scaring of the Greenies until they're used to the glade and have remembered their names." I say to everyone, and the new greenie nods. He hasn't remembered his name yet, but I'm assuming he'll figure it out by the end of today.

"But how? That isn't fair." Frankie complains and I motion around the room which is full of people.

"You have tons of other people to scare, but scaring the newcomers isn't fair. Don't want them dying of a heart attack before they've even remembered their names, right?" I ask, which earns a wave of laughter from more than half of the room, but the other guys just groan, the sexist guys.

"Why should I be taking orders from a girl?" One spits, I'm not looking at their faces so I don't know who.

"Because im the first in command?" I say confused.

"And what did Alby have to say about this?" Freddie, frankies possible twin brother by how alike they look ask and I turn to them and just shrug.

"I don't give two shucks about what alby thought, I'm the leader here. I don't need to run past my rules to anyone apart from myself." I state, and they both just scoff.

"Yeah, they put a girl in charge and were still stuck in the maze. Maybe they should put Alby in charge. We'd get out of here much faster." Frankie growls, and everyone turns to him almost in shock.

"Okay, frankie, how would you feel if you were the leader here? You had all these responsibilities thrown on you, half of the things you don't even understand? How would you feel if you had to juggle being a runner and being in command? You couldn't handle one day in my shoes, so just slim it." I warn and they both laugh.

"Go ahead, put me in charge. We don't need some useless girl like you in charge. Makes sense on why there's forty-three of us and only one of you." He then adds and that's when I lose it.

"I said slim it, one more word out of either of you, and it'll be three days in the slammer with no food." I threaten, pointing a finger stern at them.

"She's losing the soon she's threatening us how scary." Freddie cries and I throw my hands up in anger.

"You know what? If you think it's so easy being first in command, then you can take my job. I don't shucking want it." I spit before I push through the group of boys and leave the meeting hut, walking towards the deadheads.

Once I found my usual spot where I sit to clear my mind, I hear footsteps approaching, and I expect to year either frankie or Freddie continuing the argument, but instead I hear newt let out a little laugh.

"You will not believe what gally done back there." He ushers as he sits next to me, and I look at him and raise my eyebrows.

"Hm? What did he do?" I ask and he laughs again.

"He punched both of them, but you weren't there to punish him, and Alby and I pretended we didn't see it, so he can't get punished." Newt says, and I let out a laugh.

"Did he say anything before he hit them?" I gasp, my stomach filling with butterflies at the thought of gally someone for me.

"He said,'Will you two just shuck off and leave her alone? She doesn't deserve any of your cruel comments she does everything for everyone, and you two do nothing. One day, when we get out of here, you'll realise how much we need y/n.' And then he just punched both of them and stormed out." Newt explains and my eyes widen.

"I should thank him. Where did he go?" I exclaim and Newt thinks for a second.

"Towards the builders area." Newt answers.

"Great! Thanks, newt." I happily gasp before I jump up and begin running towards where the builders work, quickly slowing my running speed to a normal walking pace when I see gally throwing bricks at the ground.

"Gally." I say as I slowly approach him, and he drops the bricks and stares at me.

"How long do I have in the slammer?" He grumbles, and I shake my head.

"You're not going in the slammer gally, I didn't see it, and Alby and Newt both turned a blind eye to it, so technically, it didn't happen." I say and he just nods.

"So gally, why did you do it? I mean, I thought you'd be on their side with how much you hate me." I then ask and he just stares at me.

"You know I don't hate you, and they had no right to say those things, I mean, we've survived this long because of you, we'd be nothing without you, and I could see that you were getting really annoyed. You shouldn't let those shanks get to you. They're just annoyed that you're the leader, and they're not." Gally says as he tries his best to give me a comforting smile.

"But what if I don't want to be in command anymore? I just want to be me." I say with a small frown.

"Then who would be in charge y/n? You're the best leader we could've asked for." Gally pushes and I shake my head.

"You're only saying that because I'm here in front of you, all the other times I was near you, you acted as if you didn't want me there gally, you're only saying all of this to get out of being put in the slammer." I tell him as I shake my head and he furrows his eyebrows as he steps closer to me.

"Y/n, I don't hate you." He tells me, and I just scoff.

"So what's with all of the glares? All of the mean comments?" I quiz, and he grabs my face and looks deep into my eyes, his stare sensing shivers down my spine.

"We both know the answer to that." He states and I shake my head.

"No, gally, I don't. I've never understood why you hate me, I've asked newt, but he doesn't know either, so why me? Why do you hate me." I exclaim, extremely frustrated and gally doesn't say anything, and instead, he leans in and kisses me, taking me by surprise, but I kiss back anyway my hands making their way around his neck as I pull him closer than ever, as close as we've ever been.

"That's why I acted as if I hated you y/n, because deep down I loved you, but I didn't want any of the other boys to know incase they got you before I did." Gally complains, and I stare at him, extremely confused. Before it hits me, gally would've been jealous.

"You should've just told me gally!" I exclaim as I then hit one of his shoulders out of pure outrage that he never told me.

"I didn't know you felt the same way. You returned the hatred feeling." Gally complains, and I let out a quiet chuckle.

"I was trying to make the feeling mutual." I argue, and he smiles.

"God, you're such a shank." He tells me before he kisses me again, my smile widening against his lips.

#fanfic #fiction #romance #writing #wattpad #gally tmr x reader #gally tmr #gally maze runner #tmr gally #gally x reader #gally x y/n #gally #the maze runner #maze runner #will poulter #will poulter x reader

[1eoness]

Could you make a Dom!Leon x trans ftm reader NSFW fic with some fluff thrown into there?

୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ author rambling; HI i am eating pineapple rn and i never forgot this request. just to clarify and for some context, i dont have experience of writing !reader anything out of sub afab so im sorry if this is super inaccurate or inapplicable or unsatisfying and im open to criticism on this :( :) idk im so sorry aghdfhdsfhdj i really need to work on this. oh and i read some ftm smut for this so ty to those writers :> pls criticize anything off (with reason ofc). [btw i feel like this is super bad im sorry im not feeling creative rn i have writers block :((( ]

anyway 'DOM!LEON KENNEDY X TRANS FTM READER NSFW WITH SOME FLUFF THROWN IN THERE' COMING UP. i'm sorry this took so long for such short content too :(

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cw: fluffy dom!leon kennedy, trans ftm!reader (w/ bottom surgery) [i can always redo this if you don't like me mentioning top/bottom surgery]. praise, oral (reader receiving)

synopsis : re4r leon and he loves u and ur worried little face and he's gonna kiss it better (and fuck it better, maybe).

‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ -♡- ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

leon loves you. he knows you're constantly worried over him being troubled over his trauma but he wants you to know, between every crevice of his clouded thoughts, that he loves you and it's the surest thing he knows. it's hard to admit but even when he loses himself, it will always, and forever be clear to him that you have his heart and there's a reason why.

you were about to get under the covers to go to sleep (after a day that felt longer than it should be.). though, you lowered your headphones to the lower end of the volume once you saw leon through the bedroom doorway.

"baby, i wanna tell you something." leon said, his quiet and soft voice only going a decibel higher as he crawls to you on your bed. he hated seeing you about to sleep with such a worried look on your handsome face.

you thought he didn't notice? even if you're his neutral-faced boy, he knows when the air around you feels more somber than usual. "do you ever feel.."

"like a plastic bag?" you quipped quickly. (i'm sorry if you don't get it)

"no, damn it." leon's mutter-reply followed with a quiet chuckle that you echoed. he likes that about you, your incessant annoying humor (but you'll never beat him in that). he sighs, and tries again. "you know, like... you're kind of.. stressed over someone else's troubles?"

to be honest, he doesn't really know how to go about it. he doesn't want you to think you're burdening him—though, you could never ever make him feel like that. leon nears you, hovering above you and adoring your face wherever his mind runs. for some reason, before you guys go to sleep he just does this. he also likes talking to you before you both go to sleep ♡.

you hum, just a little bit sleepy. "what do you meann?" you ask quaintly, and leon's heart melts at the tone of your slightly languid voice. you sounded so cute. a rather random yet soft laugh escapes before he dips down to give you a small kiss on your cheek.

"...y/n, i'll just be straight—i don't want you going to bed looking so.. upset." leon mutters softly, rubbing over the skin of your cheekbone with his thumb. maybe he shouldn't have gone into detail how heavy his mission felt. because when he was done talking, you gave him some short comfort and impulsively stood up and said that you needed to wash the dishes (and the dishwasher was literally running when you said that).

at first he thought he did something wrong and upset you, and the guilt immediately seeped in. naturally, he didn't want it to go undiscussed, that would murder him! so he went to find you ASAP. but when he went to check on you in that dim kitchen, he saw you with your back turned and trying to silence your tears. apparently, you felt so bad for him it was enough to hurt you, too. you were just too sweet—leon also felt bad. he gave you some space for a bit, though he's sorry because he really wants to be there for you and he can't afford to leave you by yourself sometimes :(

you looked a little to the side from his forward words. you didn't really know what to say in response, you were just.. tired, and also worried. leon understands this, picking up on it and showing it by giving you a reassuring, subtle smile. he wants to see you smiling, too, and he knows just how to do it. it's his favorite thing about his little boy ♡.

"..come, baby." he coos quietly as he began to take a hold on either sides of your face, knowing you don't need discussion right now. maybe loving is enough. and loving you is a way of reassuring himself, you just need to accept that :( so you be good for him and let him give you the praise you deserve (and so much more).

he kisses you on the forehead first. he loves cradling your handsome little face, placing safe pecks all over it. especially on that spot a little adjacent from under your eyes. leon hums when his lips reach your jaw, peppering it with innocent love. but will it really only go that far? "because you're the most perfect boy ever." he reasons hushedly, his left hand holding the side of your neck and caressing it gently.

oh, it's going to be one of those nights where he kisses you all over and doesn't leave you alone.. but you know better than to complain.

"y're so clingy..." you decided to joke, though you both knew you loved it. while you giggled at his antics, you can feel him smiling into the skin of your neck. he's so ready to spoil you rotten.. and you had no idea:( ♡

he moves his broad hands under your shirt, handling your being with tutelage. the fuss of the sheets make hush noise as he moves downwards, worshipping your body along the way by placing kisses over your clothed stomach. "...so?" he laughs softly against the skin of your lower inner thigh, the fluttery feeling of his lips planting a kiss on it making you shudder. he sees you, and how you turn so bashful all of a sudden.

"..tickles?" leon mumbles amusedly.

"yeah-" you mutter in response before he abruptly did it again on your stomach this time, which made you giggle. you were just too precious to him!

he holds your thighs in his hands for a minute, resting his head against your left thigh. you see the muscles on his arm flex subtly while he does so, your stomach tumbling at witnessing his strength at such a mild moment. for a minute he just gazes at you fondly, a hinting coyness hiding beneath his expression.

you were making it so tough for him. he just wants to kiss you all over . hell, he might even want to merge corporealities with you.

he doesn't speak, his eyes trailing down to your pelvic area while unnoticeably smirking to himself. you were so cute to him, so what else can he do but lift your thighs over his broad shoulders?

but he looks up at you, immediately. his fingertips are teasing at the hem of your bottom clothing, insinuating what he wants to do for you as he lightly taps at your skin. "baby, may i?" he asks with a sudden comforting tone. he'll never make you do something you don't wanna do. but like said, if you accepted, there's no promise that he's going soft on you.. but that's because he just wants you to be all nice and happy! a very innocent motive ♡

"mhm.." you hummed lowly, willingly giving him your greenlight. and has leon said he loves you?

"thank you, love.." he mutters shortly in reply before pulling your pajama bottoms just a little down. down enough for him to free your pretty shaft. he sees you blushing, covering the bottom half of your face with your sleepy hands.

and this man.. was so hard to predict!

the soft hunk of a man wants to wrap his right arm around your abdomen, pull your hips up to his face. "leon!-" you gasp abruptly with that same low voice.

"shhh, baby." leon mumbled while his left hand snaked around to cage your right thigh firmly to his shoulder. his knees dip on the comforters, pulling his boy's lower body up like he was challenged to lift a feather.

you quickly brought your hands up to take your headphones off, but leon suddenly spoke when you pried the muffs off your ears.

"keep them on." he cuts your actions off. the subtle demand of his tone says you're going to keep them on. he, somehow, reaches to turn the volume up on your headphones. you were puzzled, not knowing what he was aiming to do with such-

"a-aah!-" you yelped in utter surprise. a dribble of spit threads from his pretty lips and down onto your length..

he's hunched over as he takes your tip, then more in his mouth. he glances at your dumbfounded eyes, and you swear you could see him smirking to himself. but before you could think further, he was suddenly suckling onto your cock so firmly you started to squirm.

but that's why leon's holding you so tightly, so you can take it the way he needs you to~

you felt restricted. leon wants to steal your senses, inject pleasure in your veins like he were trying to fucking save you. he's beginning to get so hard that it makes him whine against your shaft, and he's so hard that you're making it difficult for him to think rationally.

"l-leonn! slow down!~" you cried without sense, which only urged his fingers pressing into your skin as he held you in place. he takes an inch further, his mouth working eagerly, making sure you can understand his carnal urge of making you cum with his mouth. "uh-uhh!-.... nghhh-hh..."

"mhmm..mmmm..." he hummed roughly, following with a soft growl as he slurped you up stupid. you kept moving. why were you moving so much? you were so sleepy just a minute ago.. oh, well; leon thinks. but is this man really oblivious to the fact that he can make you feel so, so good?

of course he wasn't. your erotic whines got louder and louder by the minute as your headphones disabled you from being conscious of your tone at all. your voice fell muffled upon your ears but leon was devouring it, using your moans and sobs as a motive to eat you up until you're heart-eyed. you couldn't even make sense of the music anymore as leon's mouth clouded your empty mind.

i'm gonna drown you in pleasure, baby.. leon thinks to himself while he's busy adoring you and the way your cock twitches onto his tongue :(

you were flailing slightly while leon went down on you, seeing you and your eyes struggling to keep open. he trails his left hand up and down your thigh, the sensation feeling a little ticklish. your chest rose and fell warmly, trying to reach out to stop him with a weak hand but he wouldn't let you and he feels (mildly) sorry. but it doesn't make him halt— he looks at you with sweet eyes that say 'please cum for me~'

you whined weakly at this, voice going raspy as you full on started to cry. you felt so vulnerable and so good at the same time and you trusted leon so much. you could feel it, could feel him about to siphon your orgasm out of you. just the way he wanted it..

the faucet began to spill and you were crying, the tears trickling down your cheeks messily and around your headphones, too. leon looked at you with mostly with affection, but also with a bit of sympathy. you must've had such a hard time, huh? he's so happy he can make you feel better..

"u-uhh, f-fuck, leon!! n-nno- nggh..a-ahh!-" you didn't even know what you were blabbering or retorting for anymore, but your hips twitched in his grip as you began to tremble within the fuzzy feeling of your orgasm. you were being such a pretty boy for him like this, all sensitive and crying after one minor blowjob. how were you going to handle the rest of the night like this?

it was hard to ignore his boner at this point. "mm..mhh, fuck- such a good boy f'me, huh?" he groans while he sucks on you at a slower pace, trying not to overwhelm you too hard (but still overwhelming you :( he's sorry, he swears.). "god, you're so cute.. but you have him so horny and frustrated now, what did you just do to this boy? he isn't frustrated at you.. but..

he isn't letting go of your thighs any time soon.

#BY THE WAY GUYS THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR 1000 NOTES ON MY PROFESSOR LEON THING THATS INSANE IM SO HAPPY U GUYS ENJOY IT #this was so uncreative......... guh #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x ftm!reader #leon kennedy x ftm reader #im not sure if i revised this so im sorry #now THIS is vague as fuck.

[transfaguette]

my thing abt "pronoun circles" is that like. you dont have to out yourself in them? if you think its safer to say "she/her" instead of "he/him" then u can do that? u saying ur pronouns isnt supposed to be like. Im Transgender And You Can Tell Bc I Told You Pronouns Instead Of Having You Assume Them... like ideally cis ppl would be doing this too and ive been in environments where cis ppl DID introduce themselves w pronouns or wear pins. if the goal is normalization, if the goal is "genderqueerness should be accepted" then we have to like. Do Things to Normalize It.

(bc this website is like an active pvp zone i wanna clarify im not trying to criticize you or start an argument...! ive had lots of Talks w my trans friends and family abt this and like I Get It lol and i dont necessarily disagree. likewise it's just my opinion that 'pronouns circles' are supposed to make things safer For Me and it is not for stealth trans people at all to begin with... i feel like ppl blame nonbinary folks for a lot of things transphobic cis ppl do vis a vis gender neutral language and 'pronoun circles' and stuff like 'you shouldnt assume ppls pronouns' a lot. which isnt what ur doing but it is the reason why im Sharing my two cents. anyways i hope u have a good day bye bye)

maybe it's a bit of irrational anxiety but i just hate misgendering myself because i'm just..lying. I feel like when someone who looks like me (presumed afab and not a typical cis female) says she/her, people breathe a sigh of relief. Like oh great, we thought you might have been trans but good to know you're not. and they cling to that. because queerness makes them uncomfortable and they don't want to be uncomfortable. and then if I ever want to get close to someone I feel like I have to shatter that expectation. I don't know. It's also why, for Me and Me specifically, giving my correct pronouns is going to be a confirmation of my transgender identity. not just because "giving your pronouns is something trans people do," but because people know I am not a cis man.

It's all about the environment, too. a queer meet up where I Want to be open about my identity, that makes perfect sense. Training at a new job? That's incredibly unfair to me, a person who is not stealth nor out, and just wants to exist in the world as myself. I don't know these people, I don't want to have to divulge this or get into it. It takes my agency away.

It does bother me a lot that this isn't a perfect solution and not everybody likes it. I wish there was something better. I wish it was simpler for me. I just know what I wish cis people understood and could be more careful about how they approach scenarios like this. I appreciate your kind approach though and I really, really wish this was an easier dilemma to solve.

#asks

[sluttywonwoo]

to 🌌anon (not sure if this is the right emoji Hhshshd sorry) i absolutely agree with the Joshua ask hngggg imagine being in a one night stand with him and then he grows attached to ur cunt and well, he gets possessive when he finds out u have orher one night stands. imagine one of them being jeonghan, his band mate. HES GONNA GO FERAL AND MAKE HIM WATCH

sorry i need to let that out the HOT mv has been getting to me 🥵

-😵‍💫

“you’re not allowed to be mad,” you spit in joshua’s face, watching as the man’s eyes widen in shock and anger.

you hate yourself for the arousal that begins to simmer in the pit of your stomach at his expression.

“you’re fucking my band mate, i’m allowed to be mad!”

“no, you’re the one who said we weren’t exclusive!”

“so you go and fuck my best friend?”

“i didn’t know he was your best friend! i didn’t even know you were in the same group!” you shout indignantly. “why is it such a big deal?”

joshua huffs, running a hand through his hair. “because maybe i’m not as good at sharing as i claimed to be.”

you raise your eyebrows, surprised at his confession. it doesn’t mean anything, not really. he’s not asking you to be his girlfriend, not committing to anything, just telling you he doesn’t want you to fuck his friends.

“wh- but haven’t you been sleeping with other people?”

“no.”

another surprise. as a well-known musician, joshua could have anybody he wanted. the fact that he wasn’t taking advantage of that, especially when he was on the road, was news to you.

“oh.”

“i had every intention to,” he clarifies, ever the romantic, “but i liked what we had going on, so i never needed anything more. apparently that only makes one of us.”

“it’s not that-”

“do i not satisfy you?” he asks, cutting you off. “does he fuck you better than me?”

“no! i wouldn’t keep coming back to fuck you if he did.”

“i don’t believe you.”

“well how do you suppose i prove it?”

you were being sarcastic, but joshua grins.

“jeonghan? you can come in now.”

the door opens a moment later and the other man steps into the dressing room, smug grin on his face.

“what the fuck is he doing here?” you groan, unimpressed with whatever stunt joshua was trying to pull.

“i thought you’d be happier to see him,” joshua hums thoughtfully. “since you were so eager to jump on his dick.”

you should be angry, offended even, by what joshua was implying, and you were, but you were also turned on beyond belief. you had to clench your fists by your sides to keep from pressing your legs together in desperation. it was pathetic. still, you pretend to be completely unaffected by the words he’s saying to you.

“so what happens now? let me guess, you’re both going to fuck me and then make me choose who’s better?”

joshua’s smile falters momentarily, but he regains his composure almost immediately. “no. like i said, i’m not one for sharing. only i’m going to fuck you. and he’s going to watch. if that’s okay with you, of course.”

you shrug indifferently. “as long as i’m getting some dick.”

you see jeonghan smirk out of the corner of your eye, and take it as a victory. truth be told, you’d love a threesome with both men, but since that was off the table, having one of them watch you get fucked was the next best option.

you don’t necessarily want to stop sleeping with jeonghan, but you’re much more attached to joshua than you are to his best friend, and you don’t want to lose what you have with him by playing both sides.

“you’re such a fucking brat,” joshua growls.

“you love it.”

“take your pants off.”

“wha- all of the sudden?”

joshua quirks an eyebrow. “feeling shy? it’s nothing neither of us haven’t seen before.”

you pop the button on your jeans and shimmy out of them, throwing them at joshua angrily.

“you’re such an asshole!”

he catches the pants easily and drops them to the floor, trading a look with jeonghan who was still standing in the corner of the room.

“you love it,” he parrots, stepping close enough to you to reach out and put his hands on your hips. it’s the first time he’s touched you tonight and it immediately sends a shiver down your spine. you hate the way your body reacts so easily to his touch. you hate that he knows it, too.

he helps you take your shirt off next, whistling lowly at the sight of your bare chest.

“no bra? you knew exactly what you were coming here for, huh?”

“we’ll it’s not like you ever text me to just ‘hang out’,” you mutter.

joshua purses his lips but doesn’t argue. he knows you’re right. you watch as he brings a hand to the waistband of your panties, gasping when he slips a finger underneath the elastic.

“do you want me to finger you first, baby?”

you shake your head. “n-no… can you just fuck me already? i’m so wet.”

“i can see that,” he muses, glancing down. fuck, you shouldn’t have worn such a light color.

joshua snaps the elastic against your skin, making you whimper. he traces the outline of your slit over your panties, applying the lightest amount of pressure to your pussy.

“shuaaa,” you whine.

“hm?”

“don’t tease. need you…”

“you’ll have me, baby. just need to put on a condom.”

“she likes it from behind, shua,” jeonghan calls out as joshua rolls one on, clearly not really interested in being helpful.

“i know how she likes it,” joshua snaps. “if you want to watch, keep your mouth shut. otherwise, i’ll see you at rehearsal.”

#answered #anon #😵‍💫 anon #re: 🌌 anon #seventeen smut #svt smut #joshua smut #joshua hong smut #jeonghan smut

[sowthetide]

heyyyyyyyyy im back (this is TeaInABowl). this is a bit late i guess but i havent been online in a few days (✨family crisis✨) snd just got caught up in reading the other asks. i wish you luck with your own family issues, little brothers are just Like That sometimes (i would know).

honestly the quen-verse is real. and its fucking with my mind. but i also have been having brainworms abt how much the story would shift with genderbending other characters. i dont want this ask to get too long and i know this is a sideblog for your quen fic but oh gids can i talk abt it pleaseeee

also you must have put some sort of spell on this story, i think. bc (here it comes) i dont ship throbb. and i dont like genderbent aus. yet… here i stand (???) i dont even remember how u found this fic, but it has me rooting for a ship that i found annoying on a good day???? ok maybe i should clarify, i dont like genderbent aus in modern settings, but asoiaf is such a gendered world tgat theyre actually interesting if done right (as you have!!!) and i dont HATE throbb i just. wasnt very fond of it. but one thing i DO love is whatever sort of gender fuckery theon has going on, so when i saw your story i thought “screw it, who cares abt the pairing, hell be at war snyway lmao i wanna see how many more problems squidboy can have” but now i want him back???? come home???? wheres the boy?????? our boy???

as for song recs, i have too many, and probably need to compile them in a more cohesive ask. in the meantime, its not quen related but i dare you to listen to “house of gold” by twenty one pilots while thinking of catelyn and robb. i fucking dare you.

"I should have known better. Asha knew how it went with little brothers... A little brother may live to be a hundred, but he will always be a little brother." Sigh. Truer words have never been written. I hope your family issues work out too! We are Fellow Strugglers in that.

The Quenverse is so real!!!!!! It's something goddcoward and I have discussed at length, including (but not limited to) full genderbend Throbb (with Quenlyn & Robyn) and the Ironborn-Tully "Let's Fuck Nasty" Initiative (with increasingly unhinged pairing up of Greyjoys/Harlaws and Tullys. This includes Alannys/Catelyn, Rod the Reader/Brynden the Blackfish, Gwynesse/Lysa, Aeron/Edmure, etc.) goddcoward also has a bunch incredibly fun AUs, including what has been affectionately dubbed "sigil furries", where the Greyjoys are actual humanoid cephalopods and the Starks are werewolf-maxing. Not to mention goddcoward's AU take on Quobb with arranged marriage, which they're still working on... ;-)

PLEASE talk to me about your vision!!!! Also PLEASE send any song recs you've got!!!!

I'm so incredibly flattered that this fic got you to like Throbb, even just for the purposes of this story. Also, confession: I didn't really like genderbends either- that is, until I started writing this story lol. I think it's just because I didn't feel like genderbends were often well-handled in ASOIAF fics, even for a world as Gendered as Westeros? (Not to say they all suck, I've just run into a few that I thought were... Ungood.)

Theon's experience with gender is so incredibly fascinating, and the prospect of him being born female raises so many interesting questions about who he would even be (and thus this fic was born lol). See vivacissimx's theon's gender was always broken, which is prob the #1 Theon Gender primer.

I'm also glad you came around to Robb, haha. You're sounding like Quen in my inbox: "now i want him back???? come home???? wheres the boy?????? our boy???" For a long time, I was mostly interested in Robb as a compliment to Theon and Catelyn's characters, but I've really come to appreciate him in his own right. I can't wait for all the tender Quen-Robb moments in the endgame of this fic 🥲

#ask #i still have so much to do today but by god i will be working on chapter 40 #thank you for another lovely ask <3 <3 <3

[thessaliah]

Something I have noted regarding your theories. Confusing wording aside, Chaldean does see CHALDEAS as his enemy. Kirei even clarifies during their private talk that is what he meant when he said "If mankind is able to excise all seven Lostbelts, I will finally acknowledge you as my enemy". That being said, him saying Novum Chaldea is 'different from the one he knows' could be taken, if he is Goetia, as him seeing NC different from the one he saw merely as Marisbury's lapdogs in Arc 1.

Chaldean never moves to attack Rasputin and asks if he can beat Chaldea after he established them as enemies of Chaldeas. He takes up the name "Chaldea Person" when he understood that means an ally to Chaldeas because he can't believe those who call themselves "Chaldeans" would turn against Chaldea before the ending of LB7. So it's a contradictory claim. He could be, at best, neutral but supporting Marisbury's grand order due to a contract. I suspect that, if he's indeed Solomon from Chaldeas (U Olga didn't pick up any emotion from him: the mental waves she can see in colors are feelings which this guy doesn't have), Marisbury did end that planet yet granted humanity and the Human Order a continuation. "You're the only one who understands me" was something Marisbury told Solomon before Solomon won a human heart through a wish and changed. It feels weird that Goetia too would call it "Marisbury's Grand Order" as if he's on a name basis instead of that "Animusphere's grand order" or something impersonal. Just a bit odd.

Goetia never cared about Marisbury. He enacts his plan in all timelines because he looks down on humanity and pities their suffering, not because of Marisbury Animusphere's ploys. Lev is the one who stops him. If we go by this massive plot hole (bad writing is also entirely within FGO hackery): Goetia knows Guda (his fate, his hate, etc) less than Kirschtaria? Because Kirsch figured out immediately Guda is different from the "Master raised by the Doctor." before even battling as a perfect stranger.

Novum Chaldea is no different in spirit than 2015 Chaldea. That was announced in Order Call prologue, it's that Chaldea, the Chaldea that beat Goetia. That Chaldea was up in 2017, a righteous figure. Goetia should be the number 1 person who knows exactly how they are since he had more contact with them.

IMO, while plausible that this guy is Goetia (with the amounts of bad writing involved, of course), I think "Chaldean is Goetia" is being pushed as redherring like Nasu manipulated the audience to think Daybit was David Bluebook (even in LB7, with false leads scattered in part 1) and Koyan was Daji's bunrei. Their identities are exclusively mysteries and part of this arc as revealed. If the guy were Goetia, there is no reason for this secrecy after so many years. Just in my opinion. Is there any point to keep "ooh a Beast returns" as a big enigma? Besides, he would be extremely callous to take up Romani's appearance and identity so unnecessarily knowing it hurts Mash a lot. It's taking steps back on his progression to embrace his own identity too. Again, bad writing can happen. But wouldn't be more ironic Goetia to appear as an ally against this Roman Alter?

There's also this "the appearance" is what matters, some people will say point. That's why he's Romani. Guda disagreed with that, but if you think about it, the appearance mattering is the basis of Marisbury's grand switch and the importance of the galaxies in the tree. As long it 'appears' like that, then it is. The surface and outward look are pivotal to Animusphere celestial model magecraft rather than the contents (those can be, dare I say, hollow?). This tied Chaldean even further with Chaldeas overall thematic thing.

#fgo ask #chaldean #theory #speculation #themes #meta

[mishkakagehishka]

do u think maybe perhaps shu has p-ocd 👀 he strikes me as a p-ocd-haver, given his fixation on youth and beauty and perfection, coupled with just how. utterly sexless he is.

(i realize this is a very charged thing to ask, so i feel like i should clarify that this meant as a neutral "what if" question about a very specific form of ocd aslfgdkhl;j im not tryna accuse shu of anything untoward /gen)

Huh! I think it's possible, actually. Tho he doesn't avoid children, he does seem to take awfully to seeing them hurt (see: he way he hates the idea of mistreating the younger rabbits, the way he goes batshit when Hajime pricks his finger sewing and the "there are no gods and no buddhas" spiel when he thought Sora got sawed in half), so i think it's very possible, paired with him hurting Nazuna/Valkyrie without even actually knowing it at the time, he could have developed a form of p-ocd?

To be honest, i'm not the person to ask on the specifics, all i know from it comes from a heart-to-heart i once had with a friend who has it and what i've read a bit online :') but i think we could read him for it, maybe even paired with Mika saying stuff like "don't say things that could be misunderstood" when someone said Shu loves cute kids - you could read it as Mika knowing of his condition and not wanting it to worsen bc of someone accusing him of that stuff.

#you don't have to worry ab me thinking of it as a charged ask tho i can understand that p-ocd =/= abuser #in fact people with p-ocd are less likely to actually abuse kids #because it's intrusive - upsetting - thoughts of hurting children #which is why (i hear) a lot of folks suffering from it avoid interacting with kids #asks

[muttfr0mmars]

uhm hi yes have some steve today

cw: steve's in love w u, m!insert, not proof read :')

the sound of water roars in your ears and bubbles fills your vision.

you screw your eyes shut again as you breach the surface, gasping. "steve harrington, i'm gonna kill you!" you yell, treading water and wiping the water from your face.

steve whoops and hollers as he jumps in after you, already shirtless and in some old shorts.

you splash back with another yell and he grabs at your legs on his way to resurface. you give him a glare. "you suck. i hate you."

"i could make a very dirty joke out of that," he informs you with a boyish grin. the water glistens in his eyelashes as he blinks it away and swipes his hair from his forehead, wading closer.

"ewwww, dirty, nasty boy jokes about blowies," you exclaim, nose wrinkled in mock disgust. "what are you, twelve?"

you've barely finished your sentence when your head is submerged again, steve dunking you with both hands clamped down on your shoulders.

holding your breath, you internally swear at him. his legs entangle with yours and you feel his hands grip your waist as he pulls the both of you up.

his bicep presses against your cheek as he reaches behind you and grabs the lip of the pool, anchoring you to the side. you wipe the water from your eyes once again, a frown on your lips.

you open your eyes to see steve already looking at you fondly, and your irritation ebbs almost instantly.

"stop, no, you're in trouble. you can't look at me like that," you complain, putting your hand on his face.

"wha-- like what?" steve laughs, trying to avoid your wet palm.

the hard concrete of the wall behind you distracts you for a second as steve shifts you both closer, your stomachs and everything below now pressed together underneath the water. orange stains the sky as the sun begins its descent, giving steve an almost halo as he waits for your response.

"like you're in love," you say, tone quiet, matter of fact, adoring.

his eyes narrow with mirth as he leans in to brush his lips to yours. "good. i am," he informs you.

you both smile as you kiss, mouths just a little chapped from the pool.

"just to clarify, i'm in love with you," he mumbles into it.

laughing, you toss you arms over his shoulders. "okay, thank you for clarification, stevie. i'm in love with you, too." you give him another kiss before you flutter your eyelashes with a smile. "mind helping me from the pool? it's a little cold."

steve takes on a serious look and gives you a curt nod before disappearing under the water. you look down, confused, before giving a shout of surprise as you're suddenly pushed upwards from the bottom, steve's hands propelling you up and onto the edge of the pool.

you stare at him in amused disbelief as he emerges, hair all wet once again and eyes shiny as he grins.

"i didn't think i would be able to do that. was it cool?"

once you've also coaxed him out of the pool with promises of cuddles, you both end up wrapped up in towels on the couch picking out movies.

"okay, but why do you have every friday the 13th to come out except the first? i feel like that's breaking some kind of rule," you chew at your cuticle as you read the synopsis of the second movie on the back.

steve hums and peeks over before giving a grimace. "don't ask me. my parents buy every new thing that does well. aren't there like, five of those movies?"

"six, actually. one's in theaters. you should take me," you grin, leaning over to press a loud kiss to his cheek.

his grimace deepens. "you just want me cowering and cuddling into you," he accuses playfully, plucking the film from your hand and getting it ready.

you laugh and settle in on the couch, making sure there's enough space under your arm for steve to fit. "what big, strong man wouldn't want you in his arms?" you tease.

he throws you a look over his shoulder and you snicker.

once the lights have been switched off and steve is safely tucked away into your side, he plays the movie.

you'd already seen it a hundred times before, so you focus on the feel of stevie's hair under your cheek and the way goosebumps raise on his skin every time you trail your fingers over his arm.

"cold?" you murmur, plucking at the damp towel around his shoulders.

he glances at you through long lashes and shifts closer, extending his chin to tuck his face just under your jaw. he gives the area a soft kiss. "if i said yes, would you cuddle me more?"

smiling, you squeeze him to you a little tighter and devote all your attention to covering his face in kisses.

steve splutters in surprise at first, but his hands come up to cup your face as you kiss him and his eyes flutter shut with a sigh.

he falls asleep like that, cheek smushed into your lips and nose, soft breaths barely audible over the sounds of the credits on screen and your heart hammering in your ears.

if you wake up sore and achey from the couch, it will have been worth it.

#hjhjhsjs im so in love #steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #male reader

[frogs-in3-hills]

oki oki a short reflection on dgs case one because i like doing these and recording my initial thoughts so i can look back on them

this was a pretty solid 1st case! ryuunosuke had a really satisfying little miniarc of becoming more assertive and i am very proud of him ^_^ he is soooo autistic btw. he struggles to get the right words out because he’s trying to conform to societal conventions that he doesn’t actually understand?? check. he’s constantly asking clarifying questions like “what do you mean by that?” when people try to imply stuff or otherwise not say exactly what they mean?? check. and a little cliche but that photographic memory though. hmm. am i projecting or is this real

the pacing wasn’t stellar imo, i thought a lot could have been expedited/cut out and it would still be satisfying, and as a traditional mystery i thought it was on the weaker side, i didn’t feel like the trial really flowed from point to point, instead it just kind of tangented and tangented until it reached some semblance of a point that didn’t seem to disprove ryuunosuke’s guilt at all until the very last minute. ultimately though i still enjoyed it and quite a few story beats really caught my eye and are making me really excited to see what comes next!!

first of all asougi is a delight and i love him, he’s is definitely servings some “lawful paladin type chooses the path of self-destruction” vibes especially with the stuff about how his sword guides him, is the spirit of his clan, he will use it to cut through any opposition, etc…. not to mention he’s obviously very ambitious. not gonna lie he’s kinda wearing the shirt though….. he feels very mia fey to me and then he offered to go out to get food with ryuunosuke just like mia offered to get drinks w/ nick……… hi hello do u remember what happened to mia after that. SHE GOT BONKED. i’m just saying IT COULD HAPPEN he seems like a sweet friend though i can’t wait to see what kind of emotional crisis he will be having in this game <3

liking the specific setting and implied cultural influences a lot!! can’t quite say what i think is going to happen with that bc i honestly have no clue, but i do love some political intrigue so i really hope we see more of this kind of stuff in the story! ik the mainline second trilogy likes to tackle themes of systemic change and stuff which would be awesome if they could just stick the landing, so hopefully those kind of thing will be handled in a more interesting way/it doesn’t fall flat in this game

i have never hated the animation in the 3ds titles but i think i like the general look of this game more than like, dual destinies, the way dgs plays with camera angles seems more natural than it did in dd, which kind of made it feel like they were throwing in new angles just because they could even though they didn’t look that great. though i would like to see more characters and sprites that take advantage of the increased capabilities of 3d models etc etc, since that was something i thought dd did really well.

also is ryuunosuke going to get accused of something again?? because i saw like a screenshot in the trailer of susato watching him and he’s wearing handcuffs which i was expecting to happen in the first case. but it did not. so hopefully we will not have to defend ourselves again acsjhdj i do like the concept as a story beat but i think aai-2 poisoned me against that one a little (despite this is still think athena should have defended herself in turnabout for tomorrow but whateverrr whatever. whatever)

probably not going to get too far but yeagh i think im gonna continue to the next case and see what’s up. cheers

#sully is typing #dgs liveblogging #dgs spoilers #tgaa spoilers #dgs #aa

[urboymutual]

i completely understand why u don't want ppl to make kaia content and will not be doing so. but i'm wondering what the difference is between kaia and the other racist stereotypes on the show? most of the people of color are treated terribly by the narrative and given problematic elements. should ppl not write them either?

hi!! okay 😭 i feel like this is kinda . a complex and nuanced question to tackle . i'm going to try my best to answer this to my best of abilities sorry if it ends up not making sense 😭 (and it might be really wrong)

first i want to preface this first as i am not north american indigenous. i am south american indigenous (more specifically k'iche) so when i wrote the kaia post i made sure to clarify it because there are some aspects of kaia's character that i am not informed enough about. (like specifically dreamwalking i understand the cultural significance but its not something im well informed in as a south anerican native)

so, i wasn't actually the first person to speak out about kaia. it was a north american indigenous person who got a lot of hate for it. because they were able to i guess necessary "spot" the racist stereotypes more as it relates to them if that makes sense?

like dark place kaia never really sat. well with me and i wasn't entirely able to pinpoint it but after their post i realized why because she was. really playing into the "savage" indigenous person stereotype. like with that spear :/ now this is something i guess im able to like . grasp as it relates to my own experiences and growing up hearing about how white people talk about the "savage mayan people who are cannibals and eat hearts" bullshit.

(i promise ill make sense soon 😭) so like. idk i like try to be attuned to racist stereotypical characters i guess. like characters like kaia whose just totally built on racist stereotypes that if u take them away she's basically someone else. i just like i havent necessarily seen other bloggers of color speak out against certain supernatural characters and call for people to not make content if i make sense. like for example, i know some of my asians friends speak out against dean's "busty asian beauties" racist fetish. i would never create content that includes it because its not my place to even touch that. (and sadly theres a lot of non-asian creators who include busty asian beauties in their fics)

but, like if im making any sense if a black blogger were to speak out and say "hey please dont make content of this character because of the hurtful racial stereotypes" (or just any blogger of color for their specific culture) i would listen . (also like if there r posts abt any characters like that out there i loved for it to be sent my way)

sorry this is becoming really long 😭 but essentially its like. im south american indigenous i really feel i cant speak for like other characters of color in spn because like . i dont feel its my place to deem what is hurtful for other people of color. i just know kaia is a hurtful character and i don't want to see her content by white creators. if that makes sense?

but yeah i'm also latino and like the only latinos i can think about in supernatural canon are i believe the brazilian characters from the "fat spa" epsiode and i believe a creator already spoke out about why they're problematic. and i doubt anyone really makes content abt them. but also cesar cuevas who i love because hello! gay latino (points at myself) but i haven't watched the episode in a while so he might be problematic too 😔 like there's a severe lack of latine characters but i don't find cesar to be racist (as of now) so i wouldn't say fans don't write this character ya know?

its very hard to get my thoughts together on this one. super sorry i just find it very complex to answer. another part of why i'm like don't make kaia content i feel is like . take victor for example, correct me if i'm wrong but he's not built off of racist stereotypes. but supernatural chose to kill him off. like they killed off the few black representation on the show which is racist in itself. so of course it's like a circumstance where racism happened but its not because of the character vs kaia who is built off of racist stereotypes. of course supernatural also like attempted to kill her off so double whammy. (but shes not even good representation in the first place) does this make sense? 😅 i hope it does fhjfjf

also, i just reread question noticed the part about other racist stereotypes but like. yeah if a person of color from a different culture then mine calls for a certain character to not have content be made of them like i said, i will not continue doing so! but also i just only interact with like . castiel content at this point 😭 and i feel like at least in kaia's case since she's apart of a wlw ship shes more often than not involved in a lot of content compared to other characters who might be racist stereotypes? like i just see more of her content because well. fans are more focused on destiel sometimes

sorry wow. this is super longggg but i hope i made sense and this answered your question? idk!

#i did not expect it to get that long 💀 #its just such a complex question to answer idk

[officehrs]

dont you think youre being too harsh by saying he should be able to communicate with you since he’s an adult? your confession could have hurt his image considering how much time he has alloted to you,, what went from fatherly love is now pity, did you really think coming clean about your feelings would repair what was already broken. you are a kid, you are his student,, you need to know your place. your increasing attachment to him made you lose sight of what was important about the bond you shared

again thanks anon for the questions,, idk if u are the same person or a different one but either way i do really appreciate it!! it makes me think much more critically of how i perceive our relationship and everything that has happened in its course ,, with that being said, this will certainly be a longer post than usual, just so im able to explain everything.

i highly encourage all of you read this — i explain why i sort of hate him now, how i confessed, how he has changed, and why our relationship cant work anymore.

i should clarify that in my other post, i said “he should be able to communicate since he's an adult” not as something i believe now, but something i believed at the worst of our relationship some weeks ago. though this is an idea that subconsciously lingers (because i believed it so intensely!!), since then, i have experienced events in my personal life that have required me to “grow up,” even more, contrary to what i might project here. to believe he has inherent malicious intent or inherent insensitivity in everything he does surrounding me is completely at odds with how i see humanity as a whole. it wasnt and isnt justified, but i was really just desperate to see that immediate reparation of our relationship like you described, and to me it wouldve been, ideally, this sudden blooming and everything being good between us again. but this is impossible, and i wish i could have warned my earlier self of that much more!! he has experienced things that have changed him since last year and i have experienced things that have changed me also. this is something im trying to accept now.

though i was very childish in my reasoning for choosing to confess, i didnt do it without thinking. for that reason, i fight back more strongly against the idea that my confession could have hurt his image in any way. i loved him and i was extremely saddened by him when i wrote what i did, but i did not want to hurt him so inconsiderately, costing his job or reputation for something that (as i wrote, and as u acknowledge) was literally my fault — that being, my attachment to him 😬 so, i did everything in my power to ensure that this would be private and really only painful for myself. its not easy to confess, i promise!! but anyway, i dont remember if i shared this detail (like my other post), but the confession itself was in the form of a letter, sealed by an envelope that i gave to him directly with no one else around. the contents were, then, completely discreet. as for the confession itself, i shared very sensitive and specific information (like being gender non-conforming and the name i go by, which ive never told anyone, and more details about not having emotionally present parents). this essentially means that the only way the confession could hurt his image is if he told someone about its contents, or anything about it at all, which would be an egregious act on his part — he would be the only method of damaging his image, and in fact, he already has throughout the year!! his students tend to feel that he unfairly treats them, and find him pretty stubborn and unlikable. people loved him a lot more last year when he was more free and caring, including me jsladksjks

but dont be mistaken, anon,, you undeniably speak truth in other things said, and im grateful that you can derive that fundamental truth from what i post here, which i unfortunately have to manipulate (in minor ways) in order to protect myself and r, and really everyone. one thing i absolutely enjoy is how you articulated the change in our relationship ("fatherly love to pity") because its very brief, yet applicable in its entirety; in all its implications. although its a bit painful to see him see ME as this sad character who never experiences joy, its for all the wrong reasons. honestly, in my last post i lied — he didnt feel guilty for treating me like garbage, but he felt guilty for recommending me things to do during this time, which i expressed in the confession and after is NOT the problem. this misunderstanding is something that cant be fixed, though. his ideological change prevents him from seeing the reality of the situation the way i see it, because he would have to change the way he sees reality as a whole; if this happened a year ago, he would not pity me at all. i know this sounds very wrongfully confident, but it is true. people complain about him now, and i dont enjoy his presence anymore because he believes in things that oppose the lives of his students. my confession was then even more immature because i thought, basically “i could fix him” 😵‍💫

in this, you are right anon: i am just a kid. i have proven it time and time again in this post alone!! but, you must understand: i am NOT his student, and i havent been this entire year. when we talked monday, 5/16/22 (the same day i cited in my last post) he also said that in many ways, he is not my teacher. in academic terms, i am not his student — i am an assistant to him who helps the people he actually, actively teaches. in attachment terms, i have horribly turned him into a replacement of my father. and in occupational terms, i have surpassed him intellectually in the subject he used to “privately teach” me about, and therefore, he cant really teach me anymore. when i say privately teach, i mean he would tell me things and give me books to read about the subjects we both had interest in (philosophy, and the social sciences), when i would see him after school. but, because he knew very little about both, i quickly became much more knowing of both areas than he is with what he gave me and my own private study. of course, he knows way more about the subjects he formally teaches (film and lit) than i do, but these i am not really interested in, so he could not teach me unless the material is stuff that im not passionate about. there's more, but i dont want to sound like im bragging, and im sure im not making this any clearer ,,, anyway, overall, i agree with you; though im not his student, i need to know my place. and again, this is something i have been trying to reinforce to myself.

i wanted to add a transition to this by saying the last thing brought up is something that i should clarify, but it cant be clarified because i havent ever said it. nevertheless, let it be known that my increasing attachment to him — at least as i perceive it — is not what made me “lose sight of what was important about the bond [we] shared.” i would argue, even, that i never lost sight of what was important about our relationship. but the issue is that his incompatible views of life (in my view) and his constant maltreatment of me and other people (like my best friend too, actually), have been fueling a decreasing attachment to him. really, my only attachment to him now is to how he made me feel and what he once was.

for the both of us, its best that we do not talk to each other anymore, and this is something i wrote in my confession. additionally, my confession has always served as my ultimate presentation of the truth about our relationship. to r, he was glad to be told the truth, and as he said it the day after i gave him the letter, he would rather know than not to know. to me, last year, i wanted to confess the same way on the day i would graduate, and i finally got to do it this year, although at a completely unplanned time. and with this, i conclude my response 🐇

im very sorry if this is incomprehensible — ive been writing this response for 3 hours now, and im extremely worn from it.. regardless, thank you anon for giving me the opportunity to explain,, please continue to do so by raising those questions (you or anyone else)!!

#r #teacher crush #teacher crush community #male teacher crush

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The Unlabeled Flag and DNF

Disclaimer: I'm not unlabeled, and I do not mean to disrespect anyone. This might be a little unhinged.

As far as I am aware, this is the popular/common flag used for the unlabeled identity.

I sort of fell down a rabbit hole with it. Without trying to drag in any CC's that aren't necessary, I was watching a recent Tubbo stream, where he opens with his opinion on having the Unlabeled term pushed onto him. It's not super important to where I'm going with this, but it made me think:

Who made the unlabeled flag, and are they unlabeled?

With other pride flags, there have been issues with what the flag represents and the intentions behind creating the flag. An example that comes to mind is the various iterations of the lesbian flag.

I'll try my best to link everything and provide screenshots.

With a google search, I found:

Specific slide: https://unlabeledinfo.carrd.co/#five

I don't have Twitter, so I used the website to find the handle. Also, I have no clue how to use Twitter, so bare with me. No account came up. So I instead put the handle in google, and I found an account that I am very heavily assuming is the creator of the unlabeled flag above.

All of this information is public. I am not doxxing anyone.

To further support this, I checked the LGBTQIA+ Wiki:

"It is unclear who created the four stripe unlabeled pride flag, but its first use was by Twitter user lwtroses.[2] It also may have been created by Twitter users LOVERSHSLOT and fearlesslyhaz.[3] The colors have particular meanings: green represents freedom, white represents understanding, blue represents acceptance, and orange represents flexibility."

So this is the same person as @lwtroses (lwtsroses?) and @dwtroses. @LOVERSHSLOT has moved accounts a million times, but they seem to be a friend of dwtroses.

Anyways,

Q: Is the creator of the unlabeled flag unlabeled?

A: Yes!

But I decided I had to know their intentions, as well.

They're a fan of Dream and the Dream Team. Now, I will give absolutely no opinion on Dream, nor will I claim this is even a bad thing, let alone a cancelable thing. Next, I saw they had a carrd linked.

Now, I feel like I have to clarify that this person is very young, and by no means should anyone send hate to them. Even if you disagree with them.

Points that stood out to me were:

I picked up the mentions of being against TommyInnit, c!Tommy stans, and technotwt/sleepytwt. Again, I don't have Twitter and thus have no opinion on these communties.

They also have a private account linked.

The Actual Point

This is where I will get into theorizing territory. Would it be so presumptuous as to assume that the creation of the flag might have something to do with Dream and his friends, given the creator is a Dream stan?

Ignoring how absolutely unhinged I sound right now, let's look at the timing. The unlabeled flag is very new. The oldest use I could find was 2020-ish. Dream also tweeted recently, clarifying his identity as Unlabeled (he hasn't directly said those words, but that is how his fans took it, and I will do the same for the sake of my argument). He has also hinted to being unlabeled in the past, around 2020.

Next, let's look at the color palette of the flag. It's a pale green, white, pale blue, and a pale orange. What are the color palettes of Dream? Green and white. What about the whole Dream Team? George's is blue, and Sapnap's is orange, as far as I know. Green, white, blue, and orange.

Let's look at the DNF flag:

You'll notice the flag is green, white, blue, and red, in that order. You can look at the unlabeled flag at the top of this post for reference, but if you remove the the top darker green and then desaturate the image, they are near identical to each other.

In the original tweet from Dream, he points out that he's mentioning this because of his fans shipping him and George:

What I am proposing is that the creation of the unlabeled flag stemmed from DNF. More specifically, someone's urge to see it come to fruition.

Concluding thoughts and further disclaimers:

The unlabeled flag can be separated from its origin. This is not a post to persuade people to stop using it. This is also not an invitation to argue about the validity of having a flag in the first place. Those who want to use the flag can use it, and those who do not, don't have to.

Do not harass anyone in this post. If you don't agree with their politics, their fandoms, or their cc's, keep it to yourself.

If I have worded something wrong, my research is faulty, or you have information to add, be respectful. Excuse if this is formatted horribly. I've never made a post this long in my life.

#lgbtqia #unlabeled flag #mcyt #dreamwastaken #dnf #unlabeled #lgbt #discourse #(?) #tubbo #georgenotfound #sapnap #dream team #long post