#thank you for listening(reading) to my rant

[wonysugar]

close the door | hanni pham

synopsis : you had no idea what you were doing, and neither did she.

genre : fluffy smut!

pairing : non-idol!hanni x gf!femreader

tags : they’re in love your honor, lots of kissing and making out, cuddling, l-bombs, top!femreader, bottom!hanni, they’re both virgins, fingering, clit play, nipple play, neck kissing, hanni’s dogs are mentioned twice lawl, lots of comfort, lots of consent! they’re literally just lovey dovey girlfriends having sex for the first time aheheh

warnings : none :]

word count : 2.5k

a/n : if you’re rereading this and thinking “hey the synopsis changed and there wasn’t an author’s note before!!” well you’d be right I POSTED THIS IN A RUSH I’M SO SORRYYFKEJF

anyways!! this is just to say that this fic is inspired by the lovely writer that is sorry for tagging you twice ahh @facefullofsadness’s fic right over here :] sooo GO READ THAT FIRST! it’s truly lovely and i really enjoyed reading it, hence why i wrote thisskfke. thank you for readingg<33

oh how you loved your girlfriend.

you would die for your girlfriend, actually, even if you only started dating barely a few months ago. who could blame you? that’s what happens when you’ve been best friends prior to your relationship for so, so, so long. it simply started with a ‘hi! my name’s hanni! what’s yours?’ from her part at the innocent age of seven and just like that, years later, you guys were still inseparable. 

so really, your life-long friendship and months-long relationship were both with the same gorgeous and outgoing girl, and the only thing distinguishing those two was the label you used to describe them.

“bro i genuinely don’t understand why he doesn’t just… run away. cause— get this, there’s obviously a murderer in his house right? and what does he decide to do about that? just stay in there. like, okay.. like i’m aware they needed plot but lord, i don’t know at least make it somewhat realistic you know what i mean—“ was what your girlfriend said, on her bed as she sat down in between your legs and leaned her back against you, her head facing forward and resting on your shoulder.

you simply nodded along to her words as you played with her hair, trying your hardest to stay focused on the piece of media before you whilst also paying your utmost attention to her, despite her constant ranting and criticizing of the entire movie. you, having originally liked the film, were now conflicted about your opinion on it. it’s not like she was wrong, her very heavy criticism had to have come from somewhere, after all, but you couldn’t help but slightly appreciate the storyline. so, you weren’t really sure what you felt about it anymore.

one thing you were certain of, however, 

was that your girlfriend looked really good while passionately rambling. like, way too good. she had tied her dark hair into a high ponytail, it also looked wavy due to the rain that was pouring on you guys earlier, her messy bangs fell perfectly onto her forehead. and her smile? it always looked perfect. she always looked perfect. 

and since you apparently weren’t hiding your admiration well enough, she very quickly noticed it.

she giggled teasingly. her voice sweet like honey, her australian accent more prominent than usual, she spoke up, “hello?” before full-on laughing, “were you even listening to me?”

you could only kiss her, that seemed like the only appropriate response in the heat of the moment. she, of course, kissed back just as lovingly before pulling away moments after, a curious and confused look on her face. 

“no seriously, what is up with you?” she kept teasing, smiling stupidly as she kept her gaze lingering on yours for the following seconds, her eyes unconsciously drifting to your lips. “you look stupid.”

“and you look really pretty.” was what you whispered back to her, earning a shy smile and an exaggerated eye roll from her. immediately, you made your lips come into contact with hers again. it felt as if the world would stop spinning if you didn’t, like a slowly growing urge to keep touching her suddenly came over you and you needed to fill it.

“so.. so pretty.” you mumbled, so quietly that it was almost to yourself, before going back in. you allowed yourself to make the kiss deeper and slid her tongue across her soft lips as you demanded entrance. you could hear her let out slight noises, she clearly was not expecting you to do anything of the sorts, at least not right now. she was a tad bit confused, but let you in, who in their right mind would pass up the opportunity to kiss their girlfriend? immediately, your hands wrapped around her waist whilst you continued kissing her lovingly, your tongue roaming every part of her mouth.

it didn’t take long before your hands started naturally reaching under her top, caressing on her tummy and progressively going higher with each sound she let out.

you pulled away, slightly worried of going too far, “c-can.. can i continue, hanni?”

you were scared, terrified, even! despite knowing each other for years, you’d only been dating for a few months; those are two completely different things! it’s not like you see your completely platonic best friend’s naked body every tuesday. even then, despite dating, you still haven’t gotten that stage of the relationship. and on top of that,

the two of you were a proper pair of virgins. you had no idea what you were doing, and neither did she. you didn’t want to seem like an inexperienced loser to her, you wanted to take care of her and make her feel good. what if that didn’t happen? what if you made it awkward between the two of you?? it was nerve-racking.

as if barging into your mind and reading your thoughts, wanting to reassure you, she grabbed your hand in a gentle manner before nodding. then, she spoke up, “can you close the door?”

“there’s.. nobody home, though?”

she giggled, “oh i know, it’s just that i don’t want the dogs to potentially walk in on this.”

you groaned dramatically, laughing and insisting that you were too lazy to get up and that her dogs wouldn’t understand the situation if they even walked in. she, in response, just tapped your knee with a cheeky smile, encouraging you to stand up.

“come on y/n, close the door. think about milly and mia; think about their innocence!” she exaggerated.

after playfully hitting her arm and laughing along with her, you got up, proceeded to close and lock the door like she asked you to and eventually walked back to her bed, sitting back on it and positioning yourself the way you originally were, her back to you again. 

“happy?” you asked in a fake arrogant tone.

she hummed, radiant, “yes, very happy.” before turning her head just right and kissing you again.

eventually back to the original rhythm of the kiss, you placed your hands back on her stomach again, slowly caressing and teasing higher and higher with time. once you reached her bra, you proceeded to impatiently unhook it, immediately taking it off of her.

her breathing got heavier with each second that passed, partially due to nervousness, probably. you’d be lying if you said that wasn’t the case for you too. the more your hands carefully roamed her body, the more self-conscious you got, you truly had no idea what you were doing. 

then, as if something in your mind clicked, you had an idea. what if you just did to her whatever you enjoyed doing to yourself in moments like these? that could work.. right? maybe??

you glided your hand upwards, your finger lightly grazing her nipple. in response to the sudden movement, a lewd sound accidentally escaped from her pretty lips, her breath hitching. that sound was a small moan.

a small one, barely audible, yet it was still enough for you to feel the activation of every single neuron residing in your brain.

then suddenly, it’s like the concept of making love to her wasn’t as nerve-racking as it originally was.

“s-sorry..” she apologized, seeming slightly embarrassed.

you kissed her cheek, reassuring her, “don’t apologize, i wanna hear you.”

despite it being an accident, she seemed to enjoy the sensation of your hand on her chest, so you went back to teasing her tits and gently groping them before you eventually asked, “is it okay if i go further..?”

nodding in a keen manner, she swallowed her saliva, then breathed out her response, “yes. yes keep— keep going. please.”

well shit! even if you wanted to stop, it’s not like you could, not with how good she sounded pleading for you.

not wasting any more time, you proceeded to separate one of your hands from her chest and quickly slid it downwards; to the band of her sweatpants. now, of course, your other hand was still in its original place, working its magic, but you wanted her to feel more. so much more.

you wanted to convey every surge of affection you violently felt for her into pleasure. and, if there was one thing you surely knew how to do, it was kissing her. 

so, you started kissing on her neck, which she didn’t expect whatsoever, and still heavily concentrated on the hand you had on her breast. then, you pulled on the sleeve of her tee just enough to expose her shoulder and moved your mouth towards it, nipping and gently licking it.

your hand now fully slipped into her pants, you teased her entrance through the fabric of her underwear as you kept kissing her naked shoulder. you listened to her attentively and took mental notes of her reactions; so far, her breathing got heavier, her thighs slightly clenched around your hand and she was now frequently biting her lip. 

plus, her panties were wet. 

did all of that mean you were doing good? …perhaps it did!

and did her drenched underwear make you short circuit? perhaps it did as well!

“d-d’you feel okay?” you asked, before going back to slowly kissing her shoulder. she threw you a quick glance, chest heaving up and down. 

“s-so okay.” she giggled.

her smile being contagious, you found yourself doing the exact same thing, content with the answer she gave you.

soon enough, you traced your finger up her clothed slit before eventually sliding it into the undergarment she wore, making her shudder. after what felt like an eternity, you could feel her slick coat your digits from one swipe of the finger. 

it was tantalizing.

growing impatient, you quickly yet carefully settled your middle and ring finger on her swollen clit, making slow circular motions on it, looking at her in the process. full on whimpering, this time, she stared back at you, no longer embarrassed. she wanted to let you know how good you were making her feel, hence why she was getting louder with each movement you made, and it filled you with enough confidence and adrenaline to gently push her head towards you, leaning in for a kiss.

thankfully, she kissed you back, deeply at that, her eyes closed and her quiet moans muffled.

you pulled away after a few moments, “tell me if it hurts, okay?” you reminded her. she simply nodded, brain all fuzzy from arousal.

she grabbed your other hand and intertwined her fingers with yours. “g-go slowly.” she whispered.

“i will.” you affirmed.

slowly and gently, you slid your fingers into her core, making sure not to go too fast or too rough. thankfully, the wetness was making it easier for you, and probably for her as well. every time that your girlfriend’s breath hitched, that her hand gripped harder on yours or, hell, every time that her eyes closed, you stopped in your tracks and double checked to see if you were hurting her, so it took a little while for your digits to fully penetrate her. 

fortunately, she assured you that you weren’t, in fact, hurting her. some moments just felt more comfortable than others, is all.

once they were fully in, you gave her time to get used to the feeling, still double checking on her state every now and then. after a few deep breaths, she nodded.

“i-i’m ready.”

you started to pump your fingers in and out of her, taking in all of her as your speed slowly increased as time went on. naturally, as more time passed, you felt the urge to make her feel good get even stronger.

that’s when you decided to increase the pace, your fingers curling on just the right spot inside her, pumping faster and faster as your thumb played with her clit.

“is this okay baby—” you asked.

“f-fuck— yes y/n that feels good—“ was what she moaned out, cutting you off. a feeling of bliss progressively and clearly overtaking her whole body.

when you tried to look at her despite only being able to see her side profile, you could’ve sworn you saw an angel. her cheeks were slightly tinted with a pinkish color and her eyebrows were upturned, her whole face contorted with pleasure, her skin glistening with sweat. her eyes hooded with lust, hanni looked down at herself and attentively watched as you played with her. your fingers swimming in her slick, navigating in her folds the way a skilled sailor would the vast ocean, it was hypnotizing, and she realized how this was probably the way you got yourself off on a regular day, and she couldn’t help but moan at both the thought and the sensation. 

you made her feel good, you made her feel happy, loved. you always did.

amidst the chaos that was her messy bed, the setting somehow looked better than every piece of artwork you’d ever seen combined. the bed creaked ever so slightly, and she looked and sounded so beautiful, especially with the way the sun set directly on her parted lips at that moment. 

you were certain that your heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“i love you so much, hanni.” you softly said, kissing the back of her ear whilst you kept fingering her. she couldn’t form proper words, so she simply tightened her grip on your hand more, as a way to say it back.

then, once you picked up a stable pace for a few minutes, her back arched against you, her breathing getting heavier, practically panting. her hand’s grip on yours getting tighter, you felt her hot breath hit your neck once she settled her head into the crook of it.

“y/n— baby i think i’m- i’m— mmh—“

that was the moment she reached climax, letting out a long and loud moan as she rode out her orgasm, bucking her hips against your hand before smashing her lips onto yours. quietly, she let a few i love yous slip out of her mouth between kisses, her hand resting on your head, fingers intertwined with your soft hair. 

you particularly made sure to say it back to her every time.

you pulled out your fingers and took your hand out of her pants. still coming down from her high, she smiled at you with tired eyes and kissed your cheek. you smiled back, looking at her lovingly.

“d-did i do okay?” 

she giggled, “..are you seriously asking me that? do you not see me right now?” 

you raised your eyebrows, playful, “for all i know you were faking it.”

“yeah, actually.. i was faking it, especially with how wet i was from the whole thing. aren’t i such a good actor y/n? it’s almost like i legitimately came really hard—”

“shut up.” you elbowed her, laughing. she gave you a cheeky smile before she got up from the bed, grabbed a pair of new underwear from her drawer and opened the bedroom door, heading straight towards the living room to pet her dogs. 

“hey y/n?”

“hm?”

“wanna bake brownies in a bit?” 

“uhm.. yes? what kind of question is that?? let me just go wash my hands first.” you replied, getting up and walking towards the bathroom before adding on, “unless you wanna eat very unsanitary cum-buttered brownies, of course—“

you heard her contagious laugh from across the hallway, making you smile to yourself, “you’re fucking disgusting— go wash your hands, you weirdo!”

oh how you loved your girlfriend.

#smut #kpop gg #hanni pham newjeans #hanni newjeans #newjeans smut #hanni pham #hanni pham x female reader #hanni x reader #hanni x fem reader #hanni pham x fem reader #hanni smut #newjeans hanni #female reader #kpop gg smut #kpop girlgroups

[naffeclipse]

Just realizing that the fact that there exists an “Angel Eyes” Eclipse implies the existence of either a more foreboding or comically innocent version of him called “Devil Eyes”

oh, Lumi, you just unleashed something devasting

As entertaining as a detective Eclipse would be, innocent and way in over his head when it comes to dealing with a mob boss Y/N who just so happens to find him devilishly handsome and too clever for his own good, I'm thinking of something worse than a mob boss.

As a young rookie cop, you are attempting to put out so many fires in the city. The crime rate is abysmal. The politicians are running on fumes and bribes. The police force is barely hanging on through constant corruption. Animatronics are still considered inhuman, unalive, objects to be owned and used, and disposed of. You're hoping that the laws declaring animatronic rights will pass soon.

Murders happen every single day in a city racked with gangs, crime lords, and thieves. You and a few other officers are tasked with dealing with a particular crime scene. It's not unusual for a politician to get assassinated, but there's something particularly brutal about the killing that sits in your stomach wrong—there was blood everywhere.

Then another important person gets knocked off, the carnage grisly and crimson, then another, and another. You can't shake how savage the murders are.

High-ranking officials start having you and other cops stand as bodyguards, taking them where they need to go, standing outside their meeting doors and on the street of their homes at night.

The killings keep happening. You learn of police officers who were standing watch were gutted, too. Slained just as well as the intended target.

You do your job, but you don't like it. You became a cop to help the city. This wasn't what you had in mind, much less babysitting powerful and possibly corrupted individuals that you despise.

That's how you confront him.

Late one evening, sitting in a squad car with a fellow policeman, you two keep each other awake with small talk until you hear the faintest scream. You both take off, and you take the back of the house. When you enter the gauche kitchen, there's a cook animatronic knocked to the ground. You stop to speak to the poor robot, her optics fuzzy until you offer a helping hand and get her back onto her wheels.

Before you can send her somewhere safe, a cold shudder rolls down your spine, as if someone were walking on your grave. You whirl around to find a towering figure at the far end of the room, dark and threatening. Black optics with pinpricks of electric yellow peer at you in judgment. The devilish eyes startle your soul.

You yell out commands to stop but the animatronic—you realize—doesn't head and disappears deeper into the house.

You give chase. You hear a gunshot upstairs and a shout from your partner. When you reach the second landing, you lift your gun to take aim, but a large fist clamp around your own. You fire once, hitting nothing. You're thrown against the wall, dangling by the wrists under the looming killer. Sharp rays, burgundy and royal blue, circle his face plate, splattered in bright blood.

It's too late. It's too late for the politician, it's too late for your partner, and it's too late for you.

He takes your gun and drops it far away. His staggering height gives no hope that you can fight him off, and already, he has you pinned. You simply hope that it will be quick, painless, but your heart sinks when he lifts a hand to your throat. His optics glint. You close your eyes.

A cold, slick finger tilts your chin up. He commands you to look at him, and you aversely obey. The optics scan your face. You wonder if he takes a sick pleasure from causing harm. You loathe that he most likely finds fear in your eyes but you are determined to not make a sound.

"Officer," he says in a cold, dark voice that spears your heart. He studies the badge on your chest, reading your last name etched in brass. You clench your fists, still suspended by his one large hand.

"Who are you?" you demand.

He doesn't answer. He cocks his head with a flash of sharp teeth in a metallic grin. When he drops you, you nearly crumple to the ground. You're aware of the blood underneath your chin where he had touched you. When you try to reach for your handcuffs, he's already down the stairs and out the door, fleeing the murders. Trembling, you fumble for your gun, but you find the clip gone.

The killer animatronic left you alive.

#ahhhh lumi! you make me go feral!!! #brain worms are worming #devil eyes #<<< au title hehe #listen this is dark and grisly and gonna involve psychological horror as eclipse stalks you lovely little cop you #he makes it knows that he knows where you live #you later find the clip of your gun on your table as if you set it there that morning but no that's not right #you keep chasing him #he keeps finding you at night #you're certain he's gonna kill you one day but he keeps busy with targets--specifically ones that oppose the animatronic rights #and you slowly start piecing together the puzzle that is eclipse #okay rant over thanks for reading my word vomit #officer!y/n #killer!eclipse

[jessicas-pi]

it's actually, genuinely, honestly hilarious that in a fandom where popular ships include characters who are biologically related, characters with a 10+ year age gap who met when one was a teenager or even a child, and characters who have tried to kill each other, people hate on a friends-to-lovers ship with a <2 year age gap where the characters have a deep emotional bond and plenty of romantic subtext, because "they're siblings". my brother in the force they are literally not.

#i'm just saying. out of all the ships in the star war; sabine and ezra have one of the healthiest dynamics #right up there with kanera and bail and breha and obitine and maybe a few others. there are SO few 'problems' with it. #not that those 'problems' make a ship BAD when it's written well or in certain context. #just that out of all the ships to pick on; people choose THIS one????? #the one with character growth and found family and mutual respect?? #the one with self-sacrifice and decades-long loyalty and obitine parallels and a jetpack chase scene???? #what's there to hate??? #and i would add a disclaimer about how if you dont ship them its fine as long as you dont bully but honestly? #i am so so tired of having to qualify my statements. #this is about the targeted hate. this has always been about the targeted hate. #and i don't care if someone loathes something i love as long as they they keep that loathing out of my personal space. #this has been a tag rant. thank you for reading. #btw i'm not being sarcastic about it being hilarious. it genuinely cracks me up to see people get SO hateful over this #for a reason that does not exist #as opposed to several other ships which DO IN FACT HAVE THAT OBJECTION. #like. oh my gosh. are you even listening to yourselves. #if u wanna have the don't-ship-siblings fight then puhLEEZE bring it to someone who ships siblings. #jessica's controversial star wars opinions #sabezra #(don't worry that this post is a vent because i'm getting bullied or anything. im not visible enough for that i guess lol) #it was written in humor not in hurt :)

[hahskeleton]

For the ask game:

12 & 22?

12: Where is somewhere you’d like to visit?

22: What is your most prized possession?

ooo okay I would really like to visit London or the Bahamas! (I live in the very center of north america (quite literally), it’s pretty boring here.)

And for my most prized possession………. I think I’d have to say my baseball/softball glove. It was my grandpa’s before mine and it’s a nokona (a really nice glove)

#guys I ramble abt softball to a few of my friends but most of them have no clue what I’m talking about #thanks for listening to my softball rambles and rants if you read them or if I talk to you abt them :) #hahskeleton #floppy says something #ask game #lovely mutuals #beeshoesometimesdraws

[biisutoarm]

Low on energy today. No replies. Sorry.

#outofmanly. #RANT IN TAGS. #rant tw #tw rant #on one of my other muses' fandoms i just can't get into it #like I love the concept but I have problems with the fan-favorite tropes #because they stray very far off what the source actually offers #and then it starts feeling less like the source fandom #idk man I've always been difficult with that kinda stuff #people will like what they like and that's the best part about creative writing #but at what point does (canon) divergence cross the line so much that it can't be considered canon anymore? #for the sake of the joke -- #it's like fate but on steroids #anyway here i am back on elfman #elfman is my safe space #on which i seem to care a LOT less about the fandom boundaries #if you read all of that #i appreciate you a lot and I can't believe you'd listen to my rambling like this lol <3 #thank you for letting me blow off some steam #tw negative #negative tw #tw negativity #negativity tw

[madlad-sadgal]

Ya know when there's an idea that's just bouncing around in your head but at every bounce it just keeps getting bigger until it has consumed your entire being and you have to talk about it before you explode? Yeah this is one of those.

So, I was doing the dishes when this idea came to me.

Imagine: You got two best friend. One is a dude who's an ally, and the other is a lesbian. They've been friends for years, have helped each other get dates with various girls, have been to pride parades, and have basically done everything possible together.

Then one day they meet a girl at a cafe. She's really nice, cute and sweet and they all become good friends, have a groupchat together, hangout, the usual.

But then the dude and the lesbian end up both crushing on her and they don't know what to do as they're feeling a mix of emotions that amount to "Yeah, you can have her" and "But I like her..."

Except plot twist she's poly and bi and would like to date both of them. They're both pretty much fine with it, although they make it clear they're dating her, but not each other, which she's completely fine with, and they're all happy.

Now here's something else, the girl is also ace and is sex repulsed if she's honest, and it takes her a while to tell them this, but they 100% respect her, and they're all still happy.

But at the same time, dude and lesbian can't deny they have needs, and they don't want to hookup with other people as, although they are in a poly relationship, they don't feel comfortable doing that. So they eventually just go fuck it and decide they'll fuck each other to take care of that shit.

The girl they're dating is aware of this and doesn't mind in the slightest.

So basically, a recap: - Girl is dating Lesbian and Dude - Lesbian and Dude are best friends and nothing more - Girl is ace - Lesbian and Dude have platonic fuck sessions because why not

Then they adopt three dogs and live happily ever after.

The end. <3

#thank you for listening to my rant #this has been on my mind for hours #but seriosuly #would y'all read this? #because I 100% would #polyamory #lesbian #ally #bisexual #asexual #lgbtq #random

[ape-of-no-state]

Shout outs to the time that me, being an immature idiot afraid of loneliness, got into a weird trasing/flirting thing with someone on discord. Who, when I tried to share my fear of being unable to feel emotions like a normal human, told me that "emotionally unavailable gorls are hot" or something like that. Fun.

#rant #vent #text post #reading cool smut made me realize that shit was unhealthy #i was like holy shit you're supposed to have boundaries and respect #holy shit i am not supposed to be walked over everytime #i deserve to be listened to! my feelings are worth it! #thank you penislover69 for teaching me relationships 101 thru having my fav media characters have nasty but respectful sex

[illogicalghost]

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#big gender rant ahead i just need to write down my thoughts #personal #so i think im a he/him trans lesbian?? #i think ive been denying my feminine side for a long time now but middle school me was right. well. half right #idk why id built up some weird barrier in my mind about being trans and being a lesbian #but now im like more sure than ever #i still dont know if i could call myself a woman. and i thought i was so adamant about not using she/her again but it honestly? #doesn't bother me that much anymore. its not my preference but its not as soul crushing as it used to be #i have these weird subliminal gender rules for myself that ive been beating myself down with even though i #understand that theyre fake and dont hold anyone else to them. so why have a double standard? cant i have a fun gender? #ever since high school its been an uphill battle just letting myself live freely and having self confidence #i just turned 24. i dont have to be beholden to stupid hormonal teenage self loathing anymore #the world is a beautiful place and gender is just made up anyway. so why cant i be trans and butch? who cares?? #i think i worded it well in my last personal post. ive been living a gender of convenience #but fuck that! i want the gender that makes sense to me! that makes me happy! its my life and i should live it how i want to! #...i still have some regrets about my top surgery. i wish i wasnt so weirdly flat chested now. #but hopefully the fat will redistribute eventually and itll look more natural as the years go on.. #but i definitely dont regret going on T. i love my deep voice and my body hair #anyway if you've read this far thanks for listening to my mad ramblings #and dont forget you can have a fun gender too!

[montammil]

Do we have permission to simp for Lawrence? I'm ashamed but WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE THAT??? 😭

Whaaaat? Noooo, I didn't make him hot for my own enjoyment, he's just meant to look conventionally attractive because he's an actor... yeah...

But for real, please do thirst for him, I don't mind XD.

#answered ask #lawrence oc #lawrence would totally be a romantic yandere too if that adds fuel to your fire lolol #tbh i'd love to see more feral asks like this #my immediate thought when reading this was: how can you say something so controversial yet so brave :0 #anyway thanks for listening to my daily ranting in the tags

[highlifeboat]

No thoughts only under appreciated OC Elizabeta

#actually i do have one thoght but it's not about them but i'mma ramble in the tags anyway #so i was thinking about max and his love of arachnids/spiders #and like #he probably wouldn't be able to make daniela un-afraid of them #BUT i think he could convince her that they really aren't a huge threat and that they don't have to be killed and she could probably #even hold one and it wouldn't do anything since 90% of the time she's in human form anyway #but also him being like ''I really like arachnids I think they're cute and amazing and they're so interesting let me go on a big info #info dump and tell you all about them" and just seeing him really passionate about something makes dani's heart melt #because max never does this stuff #he never rambles or goes off on huge passiionate tangents like that #it's usually HER rabling to HIM #and he's so genuinely happy while he talks about them and it's like #She's just never really seem him like that and even if spiders are a big part of it that doesn't matter #because ''holy shit he's smiling and he's talking so much and by miranda he's fucking cute'' #anyway i forget what my point was but yeah i think max should ramble to daniela about arachnids cause no one else'll listen to him anyway #this tag rant would have been way more suited under a daximus post but i didn't have any art and if i didn't write it now i was gonna #gonna forget *wheeze* #if anyone takes the time to read my sleep deprived rambles about maximus n spooders thanks lmao i'm going to be now #my art #oc elizabeta #oc max #daximus #tag ramble #re 8 oc

[angelfrogs]

Also with this whole reveal I think I’ve been right about something I’ve been insisting since the beginning of part two but I’ve never posted about it so only one other person knows my vindication (I LOVE YOU BEN<3)

#chainsaw man #I’m not counting this as spoilers it’s too vague #read my terrible words #FOR REAL THANK YOU BEN FOR ALWAYS LISTENING TO MY CSM RANTS #I’ve always known fakesawman was the work of the justice devil I fucking knew it.

[camellia-salazar]

Hearing "Stand clear of the closing doors, please." when I was watching Annie (2014) got my AJR loving ass to get all hyped up all because I heard the same damn voice saying the same damn thing from their "Making of Bang" video.

#thoughts #annie 2014 #ajr #i was pointing it out to my sister Terra like its a reference to them #but i should know that people probably hear that voice every time they were on the subway #also after watching it i searched for songs from the movie and i shouldve figured that there's an overture #you know who else has overtures within 3 of their albums? #AJR does #i love overtures #they're like crossovers of every song #but they're mostly used in the beginning to show listeners a bit of taste of all the songs displayed #i used to think of them as a great finale but the more i think about it the more i can see them as a beginning thing #especially after watching annie 2014 (it wasn't even my first time watching it i just love music a lot more now than i did then) #sorry im ranting i just love music #especially AJR and Annie songs are really great too #thanks for reading if you did 👍✨ #rant

[ccorvid]

i’d like to remind myself and the world that i am listening through this asoiaf series again and this time dedicating it to my boy, Robb Stark, and point out this adorable moment in Catelyn II where our sweet baby, 14yo robb stark, The Young Wolf, pulls out his newly forged steel sword, and waves it around in the air as a vague threat to the now far off Lannisters, like a cute little child, and his Master at Arms, Ser Rodrick Castel admonishes him to quit wavin it around and to never draw steel unless you means to use it. and just. robb is so cute.

#i love him #so much #i was thinkin abt him and tearing up and decided i needed to listen to the first book at least again just so that i can experience him again #you never read anything from his pov so you only ever see him in the eyes of others and just. #😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #every single person that knows him loves him and they’re just so right to do so #i’d also like to point out a fun fact i just noticed #that he and jon both worshipped the daeron the young dragon and then robb later becomes known as the young wolf. i’m crying. #anyway #thanks for letting me rant #if i can’t get ppl to read this book series they’re at least gonna read my feelings about it #/j #asoiaf #got #robb stark #is one of the only reasons i’m still in this world #tbh

[limoneads]

some guy at work tried to explain sci fi to me and proceeded to get it fucking wrong i'm cackling i think i just got mansplained

#babes by taking away the political messages of sci fi you wouldn't have sci fi #he referenced the fucking TWILIGHT ZONE. and said it was a commentary on beauty standards #BABES YOURE SO CLOSE I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND THAT THATS A POLITICAL STATEMENT #anyways. *sigh* i'm gonna go try and read dune now. i'm so sorry it's taking me so long to get the motivation to read this book but damn #also thanks for listening to my tag rant #this started when a coworker and i were talking about star trek btw. if you even care #the guy said the new ones were getting too political. which i think meant is that some of the characters were gay and used theythem pronouns #in conclusion: augh #i think i know more about american girl dolls than you do IDIOT type moment. except i feel mean calling him an idiot so

[kimberkingrivers]

Life just feel like it’s kicking anyone else’s ass?

Things are kinda looking up I actually feel hope, hope that doesn’t feel stupid or false, but still kinda feel like I’m drowning. That whatever I do it’s still not enough for the people around me.

Not wild enough, not old enough, not loud enough, not enough free time, not making enough money, not pretty enough, not religious enough, not smart enough

Or I’m too much, too straight forward, too traditional, too boring, too quiet, too busy, too focused, too aggressive

#justmedealingwithsomeseriousquesyionsaboutmyself

#why won’t you just listen to me? #don’t interrupt me #let me talk #hear my voice #my voice is falling on deaf ears sometimes #so thankful for the dogs that know I’m upset #why do people not listen? why do they assume crap instead of listening to what you have to say #best friends are the worst sometime #not that I hate her just frustrated because she won’t listen and is making dumb fuckin decisions #why can’t I just escape to a fictional world?? #reading #writing #why am i posting this #writers on tumblr #questions for tumblr #rants and ramblings #just another fuckin day #do people still do this? #do people still talk in the tags #cause I feel like I hide most of what I really want to say in the tags and it gets me in trouble when it comes to my business posts #why do I use tumblr for my business?? seems counter productive #🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️ #tomorrow is another day #a new day #and it’s gonna be better #right? #it’s got to be #work and dr appointments tomorrow yay

[newdejavuu]

I'm often here for the plot! if there is smut it's an alright-to-neutral addition, hell i sometimes skip over a fic if it seems like it's going to be porn without plot (but in the sense of taking into consideration that smut can be part of the plot or the character exploration/development, it's just that some don't do that either).

that is to say no, i do not skip over fics because they don't have smut.

I do notice that overall bandom (dcd2 extended cinematic universe/emo trinity-quartet-quintet/pop punk scenemo bandom) skews towards there being smut, so that may speak for overall preferences, past or present or coming from writers or readers or if it's just because that's how the vibes evolved and we've kept them like that, i cannot say. Though i can say i have seen plenty of successful fics with no smut or where there's a fade to black and it's only implied.

I don't mean to dismiss the validity of getting bummed out by getting less attention/interaction, shit's real and it stings for real but ultimately I would say write what you want to write, and if that's something that you don't feel like/need/want to add smut to, that's good too. Count me as at least 1 person who doesn't skip over a lack of nsfw.

oh wow! thank you so much for the detailed response. i really, really do appreciate it!

i'm having a bit of a pity-party kind of week, so the negativity will go under the cut :)

i think honestly, im just terrified of posting this fic. full stop, it has me scared.

not that i think anyone will be mean or shit on it or anything (bc cmon yall are soooo unbelievably nice) but i am very very scared that i will post the first chapter of this fic (which will probably be 10k words of very plot heavy angst) and getting like...two hits.

i'm terrified that i built this fic up & i, as a writer, won't be able to live up to my own expectations. im terrified someone will think i am a bad writer.

obviously, as you said, i should write what i want to write - but it would be a lie to say im not at least a little bit motivated by external validation. i haven't written anything creatively in years, and i finally feel like i have an idea worth dedicating my time to....idk my life has been so dedicated to academics for years, i guess i forgot how terrifying it is to be an artist.

#the worst part is that im ENJOYING myself. this fic is beating me up and twisting me inside and out but im loving it #it just terrifies me a little bit. #thank you to everyone who has listened to me rant and rave and drown in self doubt & read my drafts & gave me pointers and tips #the hand behind this pen #rpf shit #asks