#some of it is reasonable and some of it isnt

[calicotisane]

I hate hate hate it when ppl vehemently deny the possibility of art they like being racist or misogynistic or homophobic or etc, like having any "problematic" elements at all. Refusing the criticism and also insisting it has NO basis whatsoever.??? I hate how it shuts down the conversation when you are just trying to discuss the context of art and what conscious or unconscious biases it may communicate, and someone else doesnt even go for the just as annoying argument of "thats true but its really really really not a big deal stop caring so much," but instead "it doesnt exist its not there at all." Why. Why? Like it's okay. To listen to music with sexist lyrics. Or find a movie with racist themes interesting and worthwhile. It doesnt make you evil. You can like. Talk about it. And analyze and criticize this. You can derive enjoyment and discussion from art that has nasty stuff in it. It's genuinely fine. Your understanding of it is diminished by completrly refusing to acknowledge these elements?. Stop this

[neurotypicalabusesurvivor]

The problem with this is that this can feed ableism. Disability has a massive socially constructed part in it and anyone who says otherwise is ableist.

Most disabled people would strongly benefit form learning what cultural hegemony is. How your desire does not belong to you they belong to the ruling class. How the ruling class uses violence and censorship to suppress dissidents resulting in the general population having limited exposer to ideas.

Alot of people are saying that "your disability disabled you" are comparing yourselves to abled body people and neurotypicals as if these categories are not also socially constructed. Many of you need to decenter neurotypicals and able body people. If a person cannot explain how your disabled without referencing a system of domination or neurotypicals and abled body people as a standard, then you have a lot of deconstructions to do. I am saying this with love but most of you are conservative and act like defending the status qou make you progressive.

Functioning is a social construct that is defined by the dominate social groups and the ruling class. There really isn't a good reason why all humans need a job when we over produced everything, and a lot of that good get thrown away. There really isnt a good reason to expect NDs to tiptoe around NT when emotions are socially constructed and not biologically predetermined and their emotions are rooted in hierarchy.

The concept of indepence is one rooted in classism and hierarchy. No one is independent. All humans are dependent on other humans to survive it just that some are more dependent than others. The only way neurotypical can exist and not manage their neurotype is if disabled people do it for them. This result in disabled people working a triple shift of doing the normal amount of labor required by people in addition to managing their own biology and that of other people.

Also, i want to address that buying things form people does not make you independent sense you are still dependent on those people doing their jobs. People are still dependent on customer buying good to have a paycheck.

So is disability a dirty word? No but the ableism a lot of disabled people have not deconstructed is poisoning your message. Sorry but the individualistic model of disability is ableist and i do not respect anyone who believes in it.

The solution to ableism isn't for me to "stop calling myself disabled", it's for everyone to stop treating "disabled" as a bad word

[rawme-price]

Types of DND players i think the 141 are....

Ghost is 100% the serious, in character all the times player. This man literally wears a costume to work, he is NOT failing rp even if soap is determined to make it happen. Definitely has multiple pairs of dice that match his characters aesthetic, but his version of "dice jail" is an empty taco bell cup. (Ghost insists its the best jail bc it makes his dice break the aesthetic) Also he calls out when people are meta-gaming.

Soap is the guy who makes a joke character but will stick to the joke no matter the situation. Ghosts teifling paladin will be waxing on and on to soaps bard about tragic backstories, only for soap to respond with "Aye, that's sad. Wanna fuck about it?". Soap is super disorganized with character sheets all over the place, but he has every single detail and fine print of his cantrips/spells memorized. (Also hes the one who eats snacks the whole time)

Price is the guy who plays the same character in a different font for every single campaign hes in. Always some old guy with a tragic past, usually a sorcerer or fighter. People think the others are bad at staying on task, but price is the worst about focusing on throwaway comments. Does not give a fuck if the DM mentioned the bartender once in passing for atmospheric setting, price wants to know all about the npc and how to save them. (Absolutely kills it in tense RP tho, pulls out insane one-liners)

Gaz is, unfortunately, the biggest metagamer. Sees the campaign like a puzzle that needs to be solved, and as such has been banned from ever using home-brew characters. Very much has little custom models for his characters. Gaz tends towards talking to fix a problem over fighting to fix a problem, and is probably the only reason the party stays focused on the main story line. (Also he has definitely gotten into a fight with ghost over metagaming that resulted in a black eye lol)

Bonus:

Laswell is the DM who is about ready to kill her players at any moment. Yes, gaz is the favourite bc he pays attention to her carefully crafted story. Shes got the whole setup too. a custom blinder so her players dont see her notebook. A box of doom. Entire sets and props for the specialized table that folds out to reveal a grid. (Her wife built it for her <3)

Nikolai isnt that interested in DND, but laswells commissions him for miniatures. Hes damn good at it too; sculpts, prints, and paints each one himself. Definitely bonds with soap and ghost over them whenever he drops by.

[forsaken-headcanons]

hi hi hi im so happy the askbox is open!!!

some silly some serious me n my best friend cook up tons

chance is a low ponytail guy, itrapped is a medium ponytail guy

007 and elliot both have notably strong immune systems and rarely get sick, and noob has the worst (chance too but his varies based on a lot of things)

noob is anxious around the other survivors because they are all at least a few years older than them and talking to older ppl is scary (twin)

^they also either steal medkits out of fear and stuff or they will give a medkit to a shedletsky on 45 when theyre on 2 or sth (either selfish or selfless)

c00lkidds milestone shackles r because one time he was like tired (which i would think are due to like pain) and didnt wanna kill and the spectre had a tpot one type crashout (according to my friend) and chained c00lkidd outside both as punishment and as example

^he also cant stop smiling like physically cannot n sometimes it hurts

noob, twotime, and especially 007 struggle to take care of themselves and it got much worse after their friends suffered their fates

^007 especially has never been the best at self care and when c00lkidd went missing it was all downhill from there

all the c00lparents (007 118 and 226) were siblings or close relationship wise, and thus sometimes they'd have the kids go over and the adults chat. so the c00lchildren (bluudud c00lkidd and pr3ty) were raised kinda like cousins

mass infection isnt a physical thing, its made of the same stuff her torso is, so when he uses mass infection he rips out a part of her like stomach and hurls it which gives it that arc shape

john doe is very rarely zoned in but sometimes he remembers/realizes that c00lkidd is scared of him and he gets kinda bummed cuz he + jane wanted kids

1x has a fluid voice, sounding higher or lower basically at random

^i imagine her sometimes sounding like the music artist ado

^^sometimes he mimics others voices and its basically a blind grab on if it makes sense (like theyll mimic someone calling out for help and the person in question is sitting right next to everyone else)

taph uses any pronouns but he/they pref

makes nests out of like anything he can find (in part caused by the whole protests outside their house making it unsafe to leave and lowk scary)

^^they have enochlophobia/fear of large crowds bcuz of it

^^^collects shiny things and cool rocks n stuff chance gets anxious when he sees nook suz they look like itrapped

^after first being forsaken he assumed that noob was like a ghost or hallucination and because noob avoided most other survivors he didnt rlly see others interact whihe lowk added evidence

removed skins got unforsaken (idk how)

dusekkar has digitigrade legs (i think thats what theyre called? the like backward ones idk how to explain)

genderfluid itrapped

^he also has a horrible poker face like even with that black box thingy its still impossible for her to not like show expression

this is like an alt timeline type thingy cause it makes too little sense to me but i still like the concept of chance knowing ag least somewhat that itrapped had bad motives but for whatever reason (lack of care, hubris, adrenaline?) not leaving

azure has curly hair

idk hiw but noli feels emotions differently (or not at sll?) than other robloxians

neurodivergent/lesrning disability c00lchildren

thats all for now i hope its like readable!! i cant check the anon tags but is 🦔🦈 taken? tysm🙏

1x with a fluid voice is so real. 1x sounding like Ado is SO REAL

Digitigrade legs are right I believe! It's like,,, deer legs for Dusekkar

Chance knowing iTrapped having bad motives but still staying does make sense, it's like being so attached to someone you overlook the negative parts and only focus on the positives because it feels good in the moment. Big picture / Dead pixel type thing.

🦔🦈 anon tag is open! ^^

[indigosfindings]

functionally i think the "aging userbase" thing is probably first & foremost about like, pursuing a certain fungibility of both identity & experience. like maybe it's just habit to try and find reasons that a common experience is actually endemic to an in-group (cf those posts that are like "people in northwestern central south dakota always say 'how's it going' 🤪 isnt that a strange & quirky turn of phrase that no one else in the world could ever understand??"). maybe it's just me, but i think the meme would be more salient if there were a proliferation of high-note-count posts talking/joking about say, visible signs of aging, your peers losing interest in things, or even just like... experiences downstream of relative independence, etc... likewise the fact that the things that that meme gets applied to (chores, basic maintenance, taxes, work, smalltalk, quiet/relatively non-consumerist hobbies, life tips) are the most lowest-common-denominator subjects that with minimal exception are not relegated to a certain age--the sort of universality that can get traction on basically any platform!--kind of reveals something about the meme imo. like SOME of those subjects might appeal to the idea of like "slowing down" and/or finding interest in subjects that mightve previously seemed mundane (cf that video of a party where a group of 30somethings are astonished by a vacuum) but, like, i think the meme kind of sponsors the reading of random posts through the lens of "group that has been using tumblr since their teens/early 20s & is now in their late 20s/early 30s" (a pretty digestible signifier!) moreso than reflecting an actual trend in those posts. in other words, i dont think the Aging of the userbase is producing more posts about chores or whatever--i think it's providing a vector for Chewing a type of post that has always existed into a reassertion of the Specialness of a certain context or epistemology

[sludgedoctor]

the equvalence to fast fashion is insane. i mean for one, the environmental impacts of ai is vastly overstated. many of the services on the internet that you use are wasteful in a similar way, (tumblr, for example) and i dont see a reason to cordon off ai as this uniquely wasteful thing when it is just wasteful in the way that most of the modern corporate internet is. also, fast fashion is made my slave labor. that is the problem with it. ai does not have a similar problem! i mean, openai and such companies are terrible, but their business models are clearly not anywhere close to as negative as something like amazon. unless you have some new information im.not aware of, the comparison between slave labor and a morally neutral technology that you dont like is kind of crass.

democratization isnt a red herring. ai allows more people to create art. it breaks down certain barriers (talent, wealth, time) that may stand between someone and a piece of art they want. you can argue that this isnt good (that art should have more barriers between you and it) but its not a real argument to say that ai doesnt lower those barriers for people. it is easier than ever to get a picture that you want because of ai. that is not a red herring, that is the truth. anf i would say that is somewhat valuable, even though i dont use the service myself. if the argument is "do the negatives outweigh the positives" i think it is perfectly reasonable to mention one of the positives of ai usage.

the argument is not "because corporations and indie artists use the legal system, theyre the same". the argument is that by utilizing the legal copyright system, indie artists would be using the same channels of power that corporations use. by utilizing the law as a tool of "protecting" their work, they are aligned with corporate interests. the copyright system was implemented by corporate interests for the purpose of benefitting those interests, and to want use that system is to be in essence "thinking like a corporation".

disney isnt openly advocating for an expansion of copyright, but them winning this case would create a precedent that would de facto expand it. in terms of indie artists working against their own interests when advocating for stronger copyright (which supporting disney in this lawsuit is doing), the argument is this: the legal system will always privilege those with more money. those who can afford lawyers, long lawsuits, years of no payouts, entire legal teams looking for loopholes, etc. in the long term corporations will always win in the case of expanded copyright. they simply have vastly more resources than any "indie artist" or anyone not operating on the budget of disney. it doesnt really matter what the law says, in this case, the money gap betweem everyday people and disney is so much that it will almost never matter. someone like @imsobadatnicknames2 explains it better than i could, but thats the abridged version.

I don't ususlly do asks over shit like this but i have to ask why youre going to bat for people who 'don't want to commission artists' or why one of your arguments big points is that a lot of anti-ai sentiment just exist so people 'don't use gen ai'. I'll be frank, i don't give a shit thinking about a world where people dont litteraly rely on shit like that for a living because as of right now a lot of people do, and a grand majority of the places providing gen ai directly fund shitty hyper capitalists and start ups trying to ride the wave of this trend

Can you please tell me why exactly its bad to stop this, because in the world we're living in, telling a bunch of people to stop supporting the sevice that hinges on paying workers pennies while you get your fun little toy doesn't sound like a moral conundrum that will actually damage people who use AI as a tool.

If a person just wants a picture of a goblin with a fat ass I don't think they're morally obligated to commission an artist to do that for whatever reason they might have. Implicit in this discussion there's often the idea that only people who can afford to commission an artist deserve to have art. I don't think the person who asks the silly machine for a picture of a goblin with a fat ass is morally compromised, despite the fact that they might have been able to pay someone to draw that picture for them.

And a lot of people treat it as like natural that of course you should commission someone for a picture of a goblin with a fat ass instead of asking a generative algorithm to make one for you. But to me the logic under that assumption is very similar to the anti-piracy logic of "it's stealing a corporation's profits." Nothing was stolen, some profits simply failed to manifest.

And like, is the person who asks for a picture of a goblin with a fat ass your enemy? Nah. The issue is far larger than this one single technology and that one person with a great taste in goblins, and I think regardless of how people might feel about generative AI as a technology it is important to articulate that the technology itself is neutral, and its uses being bad isn't an emergent property of the technology itself. That way we can better focus our energies on the real issues.

Like, the issues with OpenAI and Midjourney are not "they are AI companies." The issues are "their business models are based on exploitative practices that our economic system empowers," right?

[tonirollie]

every fucking ayylmao short be like

"recently, therr's been some drama on twitter regarding vivziepop, let me break it down. this user made a tweet saying how vivziepop isnt a good writer, thats it, they werent mean, hostile, just stated their opinion. viv herself actually responded to this, saying this user needs to shut the fuck up and kill themself, bringing up useless arguements and defending herself by saying a lot of animation studios dont have good writers, as if that had anything to do with this. the fandom quickly got involved, harassing this person, sending them death threats and saying the most brutal, vile things anybody could ever say, also known as just normal stuff us vivziepop stans say. personally, i agree with viv with this, this person should of never tweeted that and vivziepop's works are so flawless and perfect, its hard to hate it. i personally think this person was just trying to find a reason to hate viv cause they are some jealous piece of shit who wont ever make a series *insert ableist comment* what do you guys think? let me know in the comments down below"

and the comment section is filled with dumbasses agreeing

[soukokuforthesoul]

soukoku but chuuya is not easily made jealous because he had to share everything in the sheep and also thats just how he is, but dazai really really wants to see chuuya being possessive over him (because he’s the type to get jealous and it feels MEAN that chuuya isnt the same), so he keeps going around trying to bait chuuya, asking out random women and such. but for some reason chuuya does not give two fucks and then dazai whines about chuuya not loving him anymore or something, but a while back when they were talking about their limits in their relationship so that they don’t push too far, dazai said he never genuinely cared about the women as he did for chuuya and it was all to find someone to die with because chuuya didnt want to die, and chuuya just thought about that and then went on with his day unfazed

(dazai was not happy)

[talon-dragonbeast]

fun fact: the reason why there are no baby endermen in-game isnt because endermen dont have babies, its because we hide them from players very well. players are... a curious race, able to bend the world at their will and do things that sometimes escape our understanding; but they are not omniscient. they dont know everything about the world, and the game is a reflection of that. there appears to not be enderlings simply because they have never seen one, and thus assume they must not exist.

similar to how some people in the real world believe there are no baby pigeons, and jump through hoops to explain why; when the reason is simply that baby pigeons are helpless chicks (and very ugly ones at that, i must say) that do not leave the nest until theyre older. enderlings are the same (but cuter).

[inbetween-beast-and-man]

okay fine bud! lets do this stupid thought experiment of yours.

lets say a werewolf did a crime! killed someone. it was horrible. all the evidence points to them. now what. were gonna put a werewolf in jail? cant kill it this is a state without the death penalty. so what are we gonna do. stick it with the regular humans in a jail. nobody is going to want to be guarding that jail when theres a guy who can rage out and kill everyone in probably one breath. werewolves are fucking terrifying. theres a reason when we see a werewolf were advised to disengage. How the hell can we keep them accountable. how the hell will we make folk feel safe. thats my issue. if you can come up with a solution of all that Id be happy to pass it along my bosses and the ethic comity. Id rather not fight a werewolf mate if I dont have to. cuz those odds aint in my fucking favour.

Look. Im not saying this country is without its issues. Ive seen some shit that I cannot legally speak of. but its enough for me to know theres a lot that needs changing. But wolfing out on innocent folk aint gonna do shit. coal mine got ruined. workers dead. people without jobs. kids without their dad. do I wish the coal mine wasnt there? of course. but this isnt the fucking way. you ruin communities. families. complete lives. I care about nature. about breathable air as much as the next guy. but those concerns are no excuse for murder!?

and yes it does make a difference when its a werewolf or just a human with a gun. Cops and emergency services know how to handle a gun threat. they dont know how to deal with a werewolf. and yes thats a fucking issue. How are we suppose to keep the balance of power when theres crazy fucking wolves running around on 2 legs. whos to say yall arent building an army to over throw humanity.

Ill shoot darren when Im on the clock. He's useful when hes useful. and absolutely abhorent when hes not. he has gotten less grace from me than any other supernatural ive hung out with. Which yes that is something I used to do on occasion. because I know. not all supernatural is godawful. just most. Ive not completely fucking lost it yet.

Idk anything about fucking werewolves! I only know stories. word of mouth and legends. I am not a werewolf hunter. I do not engage werewolves unless theres no other way around it because Im gonna be fucking losing that fight if Im not extremely well prepared. Idk what spiral dancers are. I dont know what kind of fucked up magic yall have or dont have. I just know yall got some. and I know shit happens to the few who survive.

I would love coexistence. I dont believe it to be possible. not until someone comes up with an actual plan that isnt just trust me bro. the face eating werewolves wont eat your face bro. its totes cool. thats not a plan. thats nothing. and until there is a plan I do my job. I do everything I can that is within my power to make damn sure folk dont die. that folk are feel safe. thats my job and I dont care if I wont see the end of it. as long as we are moving forwards. as long as I have helped.

Do you ever sit down and wonder wtf humanity did to deserve so much rot on this earth? And if we deserved it why are there freaks like me who are meant to fight against it.

[xuntybitxh]

Hi luv! Can you write a fic about the front man x reader, but the reader is the daughter of a vip? An age gap where she’s in like her 20s. And perhaps she got taken to the island because she did something bad and that was her father’s way to ground her. Like he grounded her with no outside comunicación but confined in a luxorius suite you know? What if she had like the personality of Draco Malloy lol. Anyways you’ll write it well I love your fics! If you can add a little spice <3

Tyy!! I hope this is what you wanted

The punishment

Hwang in-ho x reader

Warning: slight choking, smut, fingerings, masterbation, mentions of death, death, cock warming, p in v, unprotected sex, sorry if it's bad

Masterlist!!

Summary: you were brought here as a punishment, with no communication to the outside world. It was a bore, until you figured out a way to have a different kind of fun

You were brought to this island for a punishment, you had cursed out your fathers new girlfriend because it was so obvious she just wanted him for money.

You were given a golden cat mask to put on your face.

"The games this edition have been amazing" your father spoke as he walked down the stairs beside you and fixed his buffalo mask.

"Right. The contest in korea was the best" the guy with the deer mask and big antlers agreed.

"Thank you, i belive the next games will exceed your expectations" the frontman answered.

"Thats why we came all this way" your father said with a chuckle, and the other VIPS agreed.

"Trust me. You know the screens at home are pretty big but uh, nothing beats seeing it with your own eyes" the lion mask began.

Your heels clacked as you walked down the stairs looking at the luxurious room, you took in the sight of everything, the human statues, the waiters, the colorful designs

The moment was quickly interrupted when the man with the tiger mask yelled

"NO! No dont do it you asshole! You idiot!" He yelled at the screen.

"What are you so worked up about" you put your hand on your hips and looked were he was pointing

"Fucking loser! I betted alot of money on that dickhead to win!" He shouted

"Oh how much!" Your father laughs and you watched the player 069 wrap the blanket he made into a rope around his neck.

"A million bucks!" The VIP yelled

"Ooh!" You snickered

"What convinced you to bet so much on that player 69" the guy with the deer mask chuckled

"Ah its just a beautiful number! 69!" He pointed his wine glass up as the other VIPS laughed

"Oh you dirty dog!" The guy with the lion mask laughed.

"You can place your bets again before the next game starts. Why dont you all get some rest in your room. We'll come get you guys when everything is ready." the front man guided you guys down the stairs

"Looking foward to it" you dad nodded and everyone began to walk to their rooms.

"So who you putting your bets on this time" the VIPS asked one another. You walked a good distants behind them. You turned you back and glanced at the front man. You stared at him for a second before looking back towards the VIPS in their own worlds.

You walked up to the frontman

"Excuse me sir. Can i have some food to my room? I think like some kimchi and maybe some gimbop. Make it hot to, if it isnt ill send it straight to your face" You smiled and he nodded.

"Ill send a guard over right away" he cleared his throat and the machine-like voice filled your ears.

"Right away" You replied and turned your heels to walk back to your room. You loved when people were practically at your feet, obeying your every word, maybe itll be boring but this boss man might be fun to toy with.

---

"So how are your scores so far? Bet on any winners?" The guy with the lion masked asked everyone.

"No" the tiger masked guy let out a sigh "for some reason i keep picking losers"

"Then maybe use your brain!" You chuckled and everyone else agreed

"Yeah shes right! So nows your chance to catch up. This rounds the serious betting round." The VIP with the bear mask shouted

"Im doubling my stakes this time" your father yelled out

"Are you sure about that. You dont even know what game its gonna be" the guy with the bear mask looked at your father.

"It doesnt matter what game it is! I trust my gut" your dad answered and tried to reason with the other VIPS.

---

After some time the frontman shows everyone the next game.

"It looks like a bridge of some sort?" One of the guys spoke out

"What the fuck is that!" The one with the tiger mask mumbled.

"Gentlemen! This might be the deciding moment" the guy with the lion mask called out and pointed at the screen before everyone, the players were meant to pick a vest between the numbers 1 through 16. Your father nodded and agreed with the guy with the lion mask.

"Might be the order they choose thats important" he tried correcting the other VIP

You rolled your eyes as their annoying voices rose. It was the worst thing ever! You have no intertainment other then the fact people are about to die

"When is the game starting?" You questioned, loud enough for the frontman to hear.

"After the 12 minutes of deciding are over" the frontman answered you. He stood firmly ontop of some black thing with a desk of some buttons.

"Who are you betting on this time?" The man with the deer mask asked the other VIP with the tiger mask.

The man thought for a moment and looked at his cigar before answering

"Ninety-six! Cause if i cant do sixty-nine! Ill try ninety six" he shrugged causing the other VIPS to laugh at him

"Good luck with that!"

"How do you know this guy!"

"I didnt bring him i thought you brought him!"

"Oh geez youll kill me!"

The mens laughter filled the room, they all clapped and hollered at the mans response. 'What a dog! Disgusting pervet! This really is a punishment, maybe the worst ones ever!' You thought

You watched people take vest with numbers on it.

"They always take the middle numbers first" you muttered

"Animal instinct. when are faced with danger they seek refuge in the herd" the man with the lion mask replied.

You looked at the frontman, he was the real show for you. You couldnt see under his madk but you knew it would be a real piece of meat. He was covered head to toe it made you imagine everything about him. How does he look? Does he like to have control in sex? How big is he..?

Your thoughts were quickly turned down when the guy in the tiger mask shouted at the screen

"You fuckwad! Piece of shit" he yelled in anger as the guy he betted on chose to go with the vest number one

"Today just isnt your day!" The guys laughed.

---

You were lost in your own boring world before the man with the tiger mask stood up

"Hey your leaving at the most exciting moment?" The guy with the eagle mask sat up.

"Hey you all have fun. Ill be off for a different kind of fun" You watched as the tiger masked guy takes one of the waiters to another room.

Everyone laughs

"The real 69 huh?" Your father laughs and exhales the smoke from his cigar

"Bon appétit!" One yelled.

You rolled your eyes at the thought, Ew. You feel bad for the waiters having to deal with him.

---

You sat beside your father as he clapped with the other VIPs.

You held the mask up to your face and looked around. This was such a bore! You didnt have your phone, nobody to talk to and alll you heard was your fathers idiotic voice.

"This is so boring" you muttered and shifted in your seat. You father pinched you

"Dont say that. We are guest here" he warned you.

"I think someones on her period!" The VIP with the lion mask laughed.

"You might not be having fun but you know who is" the guy with the beer mask laughed and referred to the VIP who left with the waiter.

"Shut up" you mumbled and glared at them all.

"Cmon all your pretty face needs to do is get laid.. i wont mind having the honors" The guy with the lion mask winked at you and let out a pur

"Disgusting" you muttered and your father defended you "hey! Thats my daughter you know!"

"Yeah im not interested in your old man dick!" You shouted, clearly annoyed

"Yeah maybe not mine but everyone noticed how you've been pratically eye fucking the frontman!" The guy with the lion mask pointed out and everyone except for you laughed at his comment.

"Shut up asswipe!" You rolled your eyes and flipped him off

The man drank his whiskey and laughed

---

After the game ended, everyone went back to their rooms.

You walked into your room and slumped on your bed. You threw the gold cat mask off and tossed it on the floor. The day has been so boring, even worse then when your dad brought you a black Porsche instead of a red one like you asked for.

You stripped off your clothes and went into the warm shower. The water washing away the day. You sighed in relief as you washed your hair and then body.

You noticed the shower head was removable and you picked it up. You shivered slightly as you thought of something.

You lifted your leg slightly and put the shower head on jet and put it near your clit.

You gasped slightly and bit your lip as the water pressure made you squirm.

You imagined it was the frontman playing with you. You imagine he just took you right now and started fucking you. You imagined the way he would throw you on your bed and start pounding into you. The way he would sound when he let out grunts. You imagined if he would choke you and hit you.

You trembled and began to rub your clit. You shook as you had an orgasim. It felt just divine, maybe that guy was right and you just needed to get laid.

---

After you cleaned yourself up and put on a nice clean pair of pajamas, you looked through the small fridge. It had wine and some waters. You hummed a song as you poured yourself a small glass of wine.

You sipped it before there was a knock at your door. You sighed and got up. You opened the door

"What do you want?" You questioned the pink guard and looked him up and down

"Well hello i dont got all day?" You rolled your eyes before he handed you a plate of food "oh" you mumbled and took it. You shut the door and placed the food on your bed.

You uncovered the food and it was some lobster, you pushed the food aside and got up from your bed. You put your slippers on and left your room to find that guard.

"Hello? Pink guy!" You shouted. You walked around for a few seconds

"Pink guy where are you!" You mumbled

"Fucking useless pricks" you spoke before turning around and there was a pink guard behind you

"Oh, triangle guy, you know....your big boss. I would like to have a word with him" you placed your hands on you hips and stood firmly

"Ma'am he-" the guard spoke before you gasped

"Ma'am? Are you calling me old! You know how offense that is! Do you want me to kill you!" You pushed him and scoffed

"Go get me that guy, i dont care and bring him to my room" you walked away and cursed under your breath about him being an idiot.

---

You sat in your room before there was a knock at your door. You got up and quickly ate a mint.

You opened the door and the frontman was there

"My guard told me you requested to see me?" He questioned. You nodded and pulled him into your room and shut the door

"You really need some new guards! They're just plain rude!" You crossed your arms

"Was there a problem?" He cleared his throat and stiffened slightly.

"Sir, do you want a glass of wine?" You smiled and grabbed a glass cup for him. You didnt wait for him to answer and gave him the glass.

He stared at you and you stared back.

"Why dont you take off your mask? Its just us here" you ran a finger on his arm, your skin touching the black cloth he's in

"We do not expose the identitys of anyone in this facility" the frontman protested. You let out a groan, and shook your head

"Cmon, i just want a peak. I wont mention it to anyone" you looked up at him and wrapped your arms around his neck.

"And plus...arent we paying you, should be far to get whatever I want." You pointed out and he nods.

He hesitated for a minute but eventually gave in. He didnt want to disappoint the VIPS and if she complained to il-nam, he would be in trouble. He pulled back his hoodie and took his mask off.

You stared at him for a few seconds. He was handsome, quite older but he was breathtaking and He was stunning and smelt like rich cologne.

"That...that is not a face you should keep behind a mask" you confessed and smiled.

"Thank you" he replied and stared down at you, he glanced at the pantie that was on the table, his pants got tighter and the room got hot. You looked down and noticed the buldge forming in his pants.

"Well you must be excited to see me" You crashed your lips into his. You pushed him onto your bed and got on top of him.

He was hesitating alot but he kissed you back so tenderly.

You pulled back but kept him beneath you.

"Why are you hesitating? What you think youre better then me?" You pulled him up by the collar of his shirt.

"No" He shook his head

"Whats your name?" You demanded. "Cmon i dont like to repeat myself!" You shook him slightly

"In-ho" he cleared his voice. You said it a few times to see how nicely it rolled off your tounge

"In-ho... its cute" you pushed his hair out of his face. You kissed his cheek and trapped his legs between yours.

"Whats yours?" He questioned and raised his eyebrow. You told him your name and he nodded

"Pretty" his hands rested on your waist and you kissed him again. You had control most of the time, you unbuttoned the big cloth he had on. He was fit, it was so breathtaking to see. You kissed his neck all the way down to his happy trail. He grunted softly and you made your way back up

"You brat" he sat up

"What did you say?" You furrowed your eyes brows. You were furious! Who is this man to say thay

"You heard me. Your a brat, a naughty girl. And you need a punishment" he pushed you off of him and switched positions. And now he had control.

He began to undress you. Stripping away all your clothing and leaving you soak and naked. He ran to finger on your clit

"What do you think your do-" you tried to protest and yelled but he quickly entered to fingers into you. You gasped and threw you head back. You had masterbated alot but this felt like something different. You gripped the bed sheets and moaned.

"You like that?" He snorted and curled his fingers. You whined and moaned as the sensation coursed throughout your whole body.

You arched you back as he licked your clit and shoved another finger into you. You let out another moan this time louder and more like a cry.

"Beg for it" he smirked and pulled his fingers out. You covered your burning face. You sat up and stared at him

"Well hurry up!" You shouted. He shook his head and smiled. He fixed his hair and licked your juices off his finger.

"I said beg. Maybe i wont punish you" he grabbed a hand full of your hair and pulled it back. You groaned slightly when your hair was pulled.

"Ok..i-im sorry" you spoke. You hated being in such a vulnerable situation. You clenched you jaw but you couldnt deny how turned on this made you. The way it made your clench on air. You were always the one in control its just so new.

"Sorry for what?" He pulled your hair harder

"For being a bad girl"

"And what else?"

You clenched your jaw tightly and he pulled your hair slightly stronger.

"im sorry. For being a brat" you whinced and he let go of your hair with a small push. You rubbed your scalp where he had your hair pulled. Before you could even say anything he was unbuckling his pants and punped his dick into you. It wasnt to big but it average length and was thick and really wide.

You let out a scream as he stretched your tight pussy out.

"Shh" he ran a finger over your lip and shushed you. Your lips parted and he shoved his thumb in your mouth. As he thrusted into you he pulled your bottom lip down with his thumb. You whimpered and moaned as his pace got faster.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and scratched his back. Your toes curled and your back arched as he kept hitting that same spot that made you squirm and tingle.

"You feel so good. Im gonna savor this moment" he grunted and slowed his pace.

"Youll cum when i tell you" he whispered dangerously in your ear. You whimpered and nodded

Your fingers twisted and gripped the bed sheets. This was the best thing youve ever felt. It was exhausting but worth it.

"Please... fuck me harder" you muttered

"What? Say it louder" his hand reached up to your throat and gripped it softly.

You clenched your pussy around his shaft and whimpered in response. You moaned and rubbed your face slightly

"Fuck me harder!" You demanded. Your cheeks were turning red from embarrassment and he nodded. He slammed himself into you, going at it harder.

You gasped as he thrusted himself at a amazing pace. The sounds of flesh slapping against one another filled the room. Along with grunts and moans.

You could hear one of the VIPS from the room beside you bang on the wall and yell shut up.

You whimpered and kissed in-ho

"In-ho... im so.." you whined

"Im so close. I cant take it anymore" you cried out as you felt that familiar knot form into your stomatch. You gripped his hair as you threw your head back and tried to hold your juices in.

He gripped your hips tight, tight enough to leave marks.

He began to suck on your neck, leaving hickeys everywhere for people can know who marked you, Who took you for himself.

With one more thrust he cummed inside you. Your insides filled with his seed.

You whimpered in response and had your orgasim. He nuzzled his head on the crook of your neck as his softening cock stayed inside of you..

"That was...amazing" you muttered but your gut turned as you realized he couldve gotten you pregnant

He nodded in agreement and pulled out of you. Both of your mixed juices spilling out of you.

He grabbed a hankerchief and cleaned himself up and turned to clean you up.

"I got it" you smiled and went into the bathroom. You gulped slightly and then cleaned yourself, making sure nothing was dirty.

After a few minutes, maybe 10? You came back to your room and he was gone. The bedsheets were changed though.

You furrowed your eyebrows before he tapped your back.

"Here" he handed you a plan B and sat you on the bed. You cleared your throat and downed it with some tea he made.

"Thank you, in-ho" you smiled. It was weird being so kind to someone but this man made you feel something, normally men would just leave you after sex maybe give you some money but hes taking care of you. Its weird but you liked it..

---

He made you cuddle with him, he stroked your hair as your head laid on his arm. You played with his hand and realized there wss no ring. You smiled at the though before he kissed your head.

"Go to sleep" he muttered and shifted you slightly. You guys cuddles in your favorite position to sleep and you drifted into your own little world. Your eyes shut and breathing became a pattern.

In-ho pulled away his arm and grabbed his belongings. He left the room and went into his headquarters.

He poured himself a glass of whiskey and thought about the situation. He looked at the picture of him and his old wife who passed away and downed his drink.

He had sex with many other girls, to shake away the feeling of missing his wife but you were so different then them. So difficult and bratty. It was such a turn on to put you into your place.

Most girls obey him straight away but you had some fire, some spark.

He didn't know it and you didnt either but now you guys belonged to eachother.

[sand-d]

Bully Parent HCS (Part 3)!!!

Trent Northwick: I can’t remember if he has any quotes about his parents being divorced, but they definitely don’t love each other. They hooked up during highschool and his mom got pregnant from it. Both of his parents family’s were very religious and as soon as they graduated they were wed into a pretty loveless marriage. They definitely push religion onto them when he’s around, but since he was troublesome since childhood because they weren’t good parents, he spends most of his time at Bullworth and different summer camps. His father openly cheats on his mom and works as a insurance sales person, and his mom is a door-to-door makeup sales person.

Beatrice Trudeau: Her parents are super sweet and supportive but pretty strict. Her dad is a dentist and her mom is a nurse. She’s an only child and Mandy was her friend growing up, but in middle school Mandy became embarrassed of her since she did advanced classes and was into science and stuff. At her grown age she’s still not allowed to go to sleepovers and has to have her parents meet the other person’s parents before she can go over to their house.

Lola Lombardi: Her parents relationship is purely for money. Her father is an autoshop worker who makes good money, and while he loves his wife, his wife has been having an affair with another man for most of their marriage. That being said, her father is extremely sexist and often beats his wife. Usually Lola makes it a point to stay far, far away from them, but occasionally she goes back if she needs something because she does still love her parents.

Christy/Wade Martin: (I put them together because they’re heavily hinted to be siblings. Not 100% canon to my knowledge but they look alike and have the same last name). Growing up they had a pretty average childhood trauma-wise; both of their parents worked so they were usually left to themselves, where they would be mean to each other, but especially so Christy to Wade since she’s a year older. Their dad however had an alcohol addiction that started out mild but that got worse and worse until their parents divorced when they were 12/13.

Mandy Wiles: Her mom is a business woman while her dad was stay-at-home. Her mother is very cute-throat while her dad is a lot more easy going. Mandy actually grew up pretty nice, however she had bad acne during middle school that she got made fun of for. Her mother was the type to say that they make fun of her because they’re jealous. When she dumped Beatrice as a friend her mom was proud because she thought that Mandy needed "prettier friends", though her dad liked Beatrice and thought she was a good friend. Her dad absolutely fucking HATES Ted by the way. He likes Kirby though.

OOF this sucked the soul out of me! Someone requested all the girls, I would’ve done angie but i didnt feel like it sorry! I tried to look back at the post i made where i asked for who to put but I can’t find it for some reason. Also for some reason i thought that Christy was apart of the bully clique? I really wish she was because itd be nice of the game to show that bullying isnt just physical but that spreading rumors is bullying too but oh well TwT maybe ill post some other general hcs sometime too -3-

[skyeateyourdonuts]

im. filled w rage

[shizuma-is-my-pet-fish]

Yeah no all the characters saying "It's been a decade" drive me insane because. I'm sure they mean Over A Decade but. Fuck. Give us specifics. Be more precise.

Because if the war ended when Naruto was freshly 17. At Hinata is around the same age. They had Boruto when she was 20. (3 year gap) then add 12 years onto that. That's 15 years.

So the 15 year estimate for sure makes sense as just characters rounding down.

But also.

If Shizuma was 18 in the mist arc. Minus 15. Is 3. He'd be 3 during the war like obitobi-simp said.

But then.

Buntan is supposed to be around his age as far as I'm aware.

Except her father died when Naruto was ~13. Meaning if that timeline is correct. She was (4 years before war + 15 years after) around 19.

But then how is she 19 and Shizuma 18. If she was alive 4 years before the war. But he was born 3-

And yeah my bad I think it all just clicked if I'm understanding right. For some reason 4 and 3 were not registering as as close as they are initially. For some reason her being born a year earlier than Shizuma felt like A Long Time when it really isnt. Probably since I was picturing end of pre time skip naruto vs beginning of post time skip naruto.

That's actually so do-able if their birthdays are just at different ends of the year.

I think.

So I'm pretty sure the 2/3 range is right...?

It's Raging Over Kishimoto's Timeline O'clock

[slothliart]

You are my affliction 🪻

Prints!

[zeropro]

since they’re on Earth, do the Transformers celebrate pride? Do they even know what LGBTQIA means?

Happy Pride :>