#all i'm saying is you can write a hit and be adult and sexy and it can be a GOOD song with a message or story AS WELL

[monstersflashlight]

Hi :) Uhmm ... I like how you write, these past few days it become my obsession and joy. ( I am so sorry, I am so bad at giving compliments!)

Uhmmm .... If I may be so bold I would like to share an idea? I just thought about absolutely cocky and arogant male, womanizer Cerberos. The reader has love/hate relationship towards him. Well and after one wild party, he would corner reader and showed them his true form. And holding onto his word to rock reader´s world (quite literally)

Hi! I'm so glad you enjoy my content, it means the world. Sorry for the long wait, adult life sucks so bad. Also, I added the anon question, hope you don’t mind. The idea that Cerberus is the one you hit on when tipsy sounds so cute to let it pass. I took the liberty to make cerberus a type of monster, so they’re just one of them and not THE cerberus, you know. I imagine they’re like a werewolf but with three heads, and like not human form, just a wolfy-guy with three heads. Each head talks separately, but in this there’s no difference between them to not make it hard to follow, but I think it’s quite good. Hope you enjoy! <3

Three heads are better than one

Cerberus (they/them) x fem!reader || fingering, public sex, dirty talk

When a cerberus started to work on your law firm, you two hit it the wrong way from the start. You were a top tier lawyer and they couldn’t understand that a human could be better than them. Three heads think better than one, how could a puny human like you be better than them? But you were, and it infuriated them. But it also fueled your banter with so much sexual tension you could taste it. But you didn’t do anything about it because everyone at the office knew they were a womanizer, they had a new girl every few days and never dated anyone. They were just there for the sex. Or that’s what everyone at the office said. But dang you wanted to hit it off with them so bad, you needed to know what their three mouths tasted like, how would it be to have three brains focused on your pleasure… That sounded delicious in the best possible way.

So when you catch them and their friends in a bar, after a few drinks, you think it’s time. You approach them and their friends at the end of the bar, ready to do something about your pent up sexual tension. You two have been dancing around each other for what feels like ages, and your tipsy brain thinks the best moment to do something about it is right now, right there. When you get closer, you can hear their friends making fun of them and elbowing them as they all giggle, pointing at you. You add a little bit of movement to your hips and hope it doesn’t look too ridiculous.

“Hi darling, how’s your night going?” You touch their pecs as all three of their heads focus on you. You blush, but keep caressing their torso over their shirt, you squeeze a bit and they slap your hand softly.

“Human, get lost.” You can’t understand how their voice can sound so harsh and so sexy at the same time, you can feel your panties melting. Maybe the alcohol has a part to blame, drinking always made you horny, and today is not different.

You pout, bating your lashes in your best puppy look. “Why are you always so mean?” Their three heads blink slowly at you, almost took out balance by your question.

“What? We’re not mean, you are just too soft,” they answer. You scoff, if they want to play that game you can give as better as receive. Uh, receiving… That’s exactly what you want. In a sexy way, against a wall if possible. They look like they can lift you up and fuck you.

“I’m not soft. I’m human. And you are mean.” You think you heard him say something about how they’re already aware that you are human, but you aren’t sure, the bar is really loud and the world is spinning around you.

“You need to go away before we do something all of us would regret.” Their central head is the one doing the talking, but the other two nod along.

“I don’t want to.” You know you sound bratty and entitled, but you are horny and everyone says they’re a womanizer, why are they not womanizing you? “You don’t like humans, is that it?”

“Trust me, they like humans. They like them reeeeeal good.” One of their friends says behind them. All of them laugh, but your coworkers are looking at you like they are going to dig a hole through your body just with their eyes.

“Come with me.” They sound fed up, like they are going to scold you and it’s going to feel awful. But your tipsy brain doesn’t process it fully, so you follow them without questioning. They lead you to the back of the bar, the hallway that leads to the bathroom. The music is softer there, you can listen to your own brain better.

They push you against the wall, they body pressing against your front. You shiver, anticipation filling your guts and their low growl making you whimper. “We can smell how wet you are, we can almost taste your desire. You are too tempting for your own good, honey.” You think the pet name was condescending every time they used it before, but at that moment, it sounds like a caress.

Their hands found the edge of your skirt as they grab your leg and position it against their hip. You are open and exposed, your skirt riding up and your soaked panties in the open. You whine again. You never felt as dirty and naughty as you do now, it’s maddening. They cress the outside of your thigh as they rock their hips against you, letting you feel their cock through your panties. You moan loudly.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, please.” You know you’d be embarrassed beyond belief about it the next morning, but right now you don’t care. You can only think about how good their finger feels inside of you, and how much you wish that was their cock. When they move your panties to the side and push one finger inside your needy pussy, you cry out.

“Not here, little human.” They press against your G-spot, making your knees buckle under you. They grab your waist and holds you pressed against the wall as you pant. “If tomorrow you feel like this again, then we can talk.” They said, their fingers slowly thrusting into you.

“What?” You ask, trying to focus on their words and not the wonders they’re doing on your pussy. Their thumb rolls over your clit and you have to bite on your tongue to stop yourself from screaming. It feels so good. You start to move your hips at the rhythm of their thrusts.

“We’ve been waiting forever to get your attention, We’re not wasting it on a quick fuck on a bar.” Their voice sounds serious and you feel confused as fuck. What are they talking about? They hate you, they always pick stupid fights with you over the silliest things.

“What?” You ask, trying to grab their hand but holding onto their shoulders, moving your hips faster. The rational part of you is not present, only your whore-ish part.

“We’ve been waiting to ask you out but we thought you wouldn’t want us.” They mutter that under their breath, you barely catch it.

“What?” You ask, once more. Are they saying they like you? They wanted to ask you out? But… But the gossip. They said they didn’t date, you never saw them with anybody, just random hookups. “What?” You ask again.

“You… We… We have a bit of a human kink with you, okay? You are so soft and so pretty. We can’t stop thinking about you. And then you get up in front of the judge and good lord do you look good. You look magnificent.” Their voice sounds amazed, like they are telling the truth and they truly like you. What the fuck?

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Your question is lost when their thumb starts rubbing against your clit. You think they answer something, but your brain is fuzzy with pleasure. “Stop touching my clit I can’t focus.” You whisper, trying to look at them and see if they aren’t lying. There’s no way they want you, is it?

“What if we don’t want you to focus? What if we want you coming around our fingers until you are crying out how much you love it? How much you like being stretched in public by us?” You moan so loud they have to cover your mouth with their unoccupied hand. “Shhh, be quiet. You don’t want us to get caught, do you?” Your pussy involuntarily clenches around their fingers. “Oh, naughty girl, you do want to get caught. Does that excite you? Do you want everyone to see how improper you really are? You are such a good lawyer but then you part your legs for us in the back of the bar… Such a dirty, dirty woman.” You shiver, your juices flowing around their fingers. You’ve never been as turned on as you are right there, their fingers feel divine and you are so fucking close.

“Please…” Your plea sounds pathetic and you blush, but they just smirk at you, two of their heads attacking your neck at the same time. Feeling the two sets of mouths against your neck combined with the feel of their fingers moving inside of you is getting you so wet their hand is making filthy sounds.

“You are so wet for us, so soft. I bet you taste amazing. We are going to spend so much time licking you. Do you know what they say about cerberus?” You shake your head. “We give the best head because we have three of them. Do you want to feel three tongues against your pussy, honey? Do you want to be worshiped by three heads?” The image they are painting in your head is so good you want to open your legs and ask them to do it right there. But you are so close already, their fingers feel so fantastic inside of you.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chant, rolling your hips. They accompany your movement, getting you almost to the edge.

“Are you going to come for us? Are you going to be a good woman and come around our fingers? We can’t wait to feel you around our dicks, bet you are going to feel better than any pussy we ever had. Our first human. Our only human. What are you gonna do, honey? Do you want to suck us off?” You nod eagerly, so close. “Of course you want to, you want to be a good little human for us.” You get the feeling them calling you human is doing more for them than for you. Their human kink is playing in your favor. “Come for us, human.” They whisper against your ear as the other two heads suck on your neck.

The combination of fingers and mouths makes your body shake uncontrollably against theirs, your orgasm so good you almost fall down. You can feel your juices dripping down and soaking your panties and their fingers. They take their fingers away and you watch in amazement as they raise their hand to lick it, all three of their heads getting some. You moan as aftershocks rock your body.

They put your panties back in place and slowly lower your leg. Your legs are shaky and you grab onto their arm. Three heads smile down at you, one of them looking specially smug. They pass an arm over your shoulders and help you walk out of the hallway. “Let us take you home.” They whisper, their hold on you so hard it feels wonderful. It feels so good you could fall asleep right there. They gave you the orgasm of your life and on top of it, they are sweet about it. You judged them so bad you feel like shit. You can always make it up to them at some point. You add it to your mental list of things to do in the morning, even though you know you won’t remember.

“There’s no need.” You try to argue, without any force behind your words. You really want to spend more time with them.

“We want to.” Their voice is final, you know that tone. That’s the tone they use in court, and you know you can’t win against it.

They drive you home as you fidget with your rings, nervous after what happened, after what they said. You want to run, to break the silence, but you are speechless. You don’t know what to say and the alcohol you had is kicking you really hard. You feel sleepy and tired, more than ready to go to bed.

They follow you to your house, opening your door and leading you to your bedroom where they help you get undressed. You think they are going to do something more, but they barely touch your naked body as they cover you with a blanket.

You feel three soft forehead kisses before they say: “We aren’t playing games with you, honey. We want to play with your pussy, yes, but not with your heart. We hope you give us a chance.” You nod, and try to answer, but your eyes are so heavy that you can’t keep them open, your brain shutting down.

When you wake up the next morning with a text saying: “We can’t wait to have you sucking our cock. And then we can go to dinner, we booked the fancy restaurant you like.” You giggle on your pillow and kick your legs. Yeah… That sounds like the start of a very fun game.

[ray-jaykub]

Hi! I'm a new follower! @hagelpaimon recommended you for this specific request. If you're interested, I was wondering if you could write some Bayverse fluff for me.

F!Reader has a southern accent and even though it isn't thick, there are certain words she says that makes her sound like a country bumpkin. And her turtle S/O (lovingly, of course) teases her for it. You can make it for each turtle or just Donnie. And you can make it NSFW if you wanna. Whatever you think fits! Thank you and happy writing 🐢💙❤️💜🧡

Thought I would crawl out of my adult cave and answer an ask that spoke to me. And as a country bumpkin (hoot hoot, very, very south georgia), I can say this hits the mark. I'm gonna do a little of all the turtles and

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Now, as someone who grew up around people who talked like me, I assumed I could hide it well. But that wasn't until I started sending audio messages back and forth with @moxfirefly did I realized how bad it was... Now I've never tried writing a southern accent, despite having one, so bear with me.

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Leo:

- He finds it so endearing and sweet and just can't find it in his heart to make fun of you

- Like, the way you call his name? The twang makes him smile because that means time with you

- His brothers and him obviously don't get out and talk to people, so I can imagine they're probably a lil stumped on why you sound the way you do

- Luckily, Leo is an old western movie fan, so at least he knows Cowboys.... please be patient with him

- If you're shy about the way you talk, he won't acknowledge it, but over time, he hopes you two get comfortable enough that you'll express yourself more

- Seriously, can't get over when you call him or his brother's names. Like omg they just said "Dawnie" and the way you pronounce Manhattan?

Raphael:

- Why you sound like that??

- Definitely believes you're from some weird part of New York, or God forbid Jersey

- Won't and will not understand unless you play country music for him and go like "these are my people"

- makes you a country mix, even if you don't like country. He's trying! You can't deny him that

-He says it's to make you feel "closer to home" and honestly, it lowkey works when you're feeling home sick

- He sees a cowboy film??? Prepare for him to throw a cowboy hat on your noggin

-Save a horse ride a cowboy, yeah? (I'm cringing)

Donnie:

- LOVES IT, ADORES IT

- He's really big on dialect and accents, especially for someone he fancies

- Will ask you to say certain words at random times of the day, early mornings when you haven't woken up, late at night when you're sleepy

- When you're angry???

- He has to hold out on bringing the recorder. But he's taking in every word

- Just imagine yelling at him, and he's looking at you with big doe eyes because wow... when was a country accent kinda sexy??

- He has to say one of his favorite things is when you both are whispering, and he leans down to hear you better, woof 😮‍💨

- He needs a southern girl 😤 GIVE HIM A TASTE OF THE SOUTH

Mikey:

- Will tease you, mock you, repeat every word you say... with love of course

- just expect to hear his lil giggle after you've said something particularly southern

- If you're the type to say our phrases (colder than a witches tit, you call undies breeches, you make crazy comparisons) he will adopt them and look stupid doing it

- Just imagine Mikey, surfer dude, New Yorker, saying, "I reckon"

- Like baby... please hush

- lowkey the one that helped Raph make the country mix tape, added a few personal favorites (the fucking wal-mart yodeling kid, for some reason)

- Gets you boots, even if you don't wear them, and tries really hard to convince you to dress like Barbie in her cowgirl outfit

- Never a dull moment with this doofus

........Go Dawgs

[olderthannetfic]

The teenage fandom puritanism really confuses me. To be honest I don't know what to think. For the most part, the antis I've come across aren't sex repulsed, or sex negative or anything like that, they're just extremely, extremely uncomfortable with people older than them making explicit content of characters they like. These are often characters in their late teens (17/18/19) that the teenage antis identify with.

They feel like they're still kids and minors and fragile so they project this onto their blorbos and demonize anyone basically over 20, and the outrage seems to get worse the older one gets, making explicit fan content of them.

The antis I know reblog, create, post about sexually explicit writing and fanart themselves and they give a pass to anyone 18 or under making such content but as soon as your age ticks over that magical year, it's over.

A tiny part of me can kind of see it from the point of view of a young person who's grown up in a society where hysterical reactions to everything are normal and encouraged and where pedophile is the absolute worst thing you can call someone...It seems like to their minds any adult creating fictional sexy content of a 'teen character' must be acting on some vile real life impulse to harass and abuse real life teenagers because clearly there's no separation between fiction and reality /s.

So knowing they've grown up in that sort of environment I kind of get why they'd be so scared and distrustful of any adult having fun with fictional characters but it also still blows my mind.

I remember devouring as much smutty fiction as I could when I was in high school, some of which was about teenage or young adult characters, all of which were published books written by adults, and never once did it cross my mind 'This person must be writing this story because they're getting their sick jollies imagining kids having sex' (because antis conveniently refer to anyone under 18 as a kid, as if a 17 year old was the mental and emotional equivalent of a 7 year old. They conveniently forget that adolescence exists.) Actually, the authors didn't really enter my mind at all because I'd be too busy getting lost in the story, imagining it was me the sexy times were happening to and having a very good time.

I always thought these people can write these stories because they were that age once, they know what it was like. I've always thought of writing like this, that you write because you know what it was like, not because you necessarily want to be there right now.

So this terrible fear the young antis have of adults creating written or visual content of fictional young adults having sex or thinking about sex or craving sex is kind of wild and alien to me.

I think it's something they won't understand themselves until they hit mid-20s, 30s, 40s themselves, that when adults make that sort of explicit content it's not because they are horny for teens in real life and making fiction is just some sort of cheap cope, but because they're having fun reimagining their own youth or because now that they're removed from those turbulent teenage years they can look back with fondness, or horror, and can write about that period of life with more clarity and nuance. Or maybe, just maybe, they just think the characters are roaring good fun and are trying to create some content that will bring something entertaining, meaningful and just blimmin' good to read to that same audience that wants them pilloried.

Who knows. I'm just an old person who has no business having any erotic thoughts about nothing and anything I say can be discarded ^.^

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You give them massively too much credit.

They are emotional children who have trouble sharing their blorbos with others and who are Big Mad some older person is a better writer and/or ships their blorbo in a more interesting ship and gets way more attention for doing so.

[dangertoozmanykids101]

This is a MUST LISTEN!

I promise you. You're going to love this story! You think our little collaborative challenges are fun within the writing groups here on Tumblr? Well the story of Naked Came The Stranger is going to have you in stitches. You must listen to it. About 20min.

You will never even believe the trail of tangents that brought me to this story tonight so I won't even try to explain, but I am giddy with what a whopper of a tale I stumbled on.

In 1969 a number of reporters at the Newsday Headquarters collaborated to write the worst bestselling erotic novel that they could muster under the pseudonym of Penelope Ashe.

AND THEY DID IT! SUCCESS!

Trust me, you need to listen to this story. It has voice clips of a bunch of the people originally involved and their memories of this caper. It is such a fun listen. I PROMISE!! While you're driving to the grocery store or doing the dishes or driving to work, this is a fun listen. The producers rated this PG because there's nothing really untoward in it, but still probably NSFW, as a woman quotes a couple lines from the book in a breathy sultry voice like: "Together like garden snakes, they contorted, moaned, gasped, clenched and throbbed." Or how the man says something like "who knew there was more to think about on Saturdays than mowing the lawn." Or a line in a similar vein. I laughed so hard!

The tone of voice in those clips is more what would be NSFW, but there are just a few instances when they quote from the book. There's nothing else to really worry about.

Twenty-four reporters submitted chapters. Some submittals were too good! Some chapters had to be dumbed down and made more trashy, less eloquent - the talent had to be carefully extracted from the writing. The guys admitted that it took a lot of work to truly write something that was honestly badly written.

They didn't want 'good.' You can't submit that.

Give it a listen and let me know what you think. And don't miss - further down the page is a bonus audio of 1 min and 23 secs where the guys comment about the movie that was made of the book.

"Sex in suburbia... It isn't all it seems to be."

My favorite part of the story was about "Penelope Ashe, the demure Long Island housewife". A first time writer, she even went around the country promoting her first break-out novel. Radio and TV interviews.

"Attractive, smart (as in fashionable and intelligent) upper middle class housewife Penelope Ashe became a literary sensation in 1969 with the publication of her adult novel Naked Came the Stranger. Ashe was the perfect person to become a pop culture sensation – a wholesome, pretty brunette suburbanite wife, possessing a mind spinning with hot, sexy, forbidden fantasies. The prior year Glenn Campbell had the hit “The Dreams of the Everyday Housewife”, elaborating on the pathetic notion that once a woman gives up her freedom to become a housewife she has nothing left in life but to fantasize about what might have been;..."

"Virginity is like a Tiffany Lamp."

Omg, this is my new favorite quote! I'm going to use it all the time from now on - I'll slip it into everything I write!!!

“And what does that mean?” they will wonder.

“Well, if you don't know then you obviously haven't read my book.”

Oooo!!! I'll name my first story in the series Beckoned By Tiffany's Beacon. Set in a phallic shaped lighthouse where she lures sailors like a siren! GASP! Filled with heaps of cream colored cable knit sweaters!!!

No. No. Maybe Sex In The Lamp Light With Tiffany. Or An Illuminating Breakfast At Tiffany's. Or Tiffany Takes the Torch. Or “Light the Tapers,” said Tiffany.

Okay now I'm just getting silly and plain stupid - dead on loopy!!

There's no way we can allow this story to just sit here without going wild with inspiration, right? My mind is reeling with ideas, and I'm dying to research everything from that time period now. Or about that time period.

Did any of y'all watch the series Minx?

It was a great show! I hope someone else picks it up for season two. I want to watch it again now, as well as rewatch Boogie Nights. AND I want to rewatch Frost Nixon!!

Did you catch that they went on the David Frost Show??? "Would you now meet the authoress of Naked Came The Stranger, Penelope Ashe". and out walks ..... Damn it. I can't find the recording of the actual episode yet.

I will close to this post with one last nugget to hopefully tickle your fancy, or at least tickle your funny bone, and I pray it will kickstart some mojo for y'all. This is a delightful song written and performed by one of my all-time favorites, Tom Lehrer called Smut during a live performance in 1967. So this is only two years before the 1969 fiasco of Naked Came The Stranger. Very appropriate, don't you think? :-) He presents his song by first saying:

"Now I would like to say something about pornography or as we call it in the United States 'smut'. Wonderful word, yes. There have been many cases in the American courts recently about this very problem. The United States Supreme Court, for example, has decided that a book or a film can be banned if it arouses the prurient interests of the average person. Prurient now - and I look that up - it means having itching morbid or lewd and lascivious desires. Now surely that describes all of us here tonight. But I disagree with this principle because I really enjoy having my prurient interests aroused. And in fact there's only one thing I enjoy more than having them aroused and that is having them gratified. So, as I say, I'm opposed to this. But we have marches now for peace and marches for civil rights. So I thought I would have a march for smut."

Here's a handful of friends I think might get a kick out of this. Actually I think all of you might!! So pass it on!!! Because this is a fun one!

@messy-insomniac-bookgirl (remember how you were JUST talking about the crazy places rabbit holes can spit you out???)

@ladyoftheteaandblood @caffiend-queen @nildespirandum @emeraldrosequartz @latent-thoughts @just-the-hiddles @kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay @maiden-of-asgard @tilltheendwilliwrite @jtargaryen18 @myoxisbroken @imanuglywombat @redfoxwritesstuff @alexakeyloveloki @talklokitome @wolfsmom1 @nonsensicalobsessions @mastreworld @mooncat163 @shiningloki @gigglingtigger @lokisgoodgirl @xorpsbane @deceitfuldevout @boredbrooder @lokilickedme @texmexdarling @pedeka @searchforanotherway @peaches1958 @holymultiplefandomsbatman @christhickevans @sidepartskinnyjeans @spectre-posts @villainousshakespeare @fictive-sl0th @what-is-your-plan-today @ghotifishreads @saiyanprincessswanie @punemy-spotted @cockslutpadalecki @springdandelixn

[b-ritney]

Piece of Your Action

lol yes it's a Motley Crue song

@mystargirl-interlude

Ok, so some babes were talking about writing a Billy Hargrove fic where y/n is quote, " batshit crazy" and from what I can tell it's a majority opinion that Billy is the only one that could handle such a bad ass B. Sooo I offered to write one.

Ok so personally I feel like y/n is batshit crazy but she's nice to good people, they are the kind of person who has been around the block a few times and takes innocent people under her wings. But if they don't fuck with you, they'll make it obvious. if that makes sense.

As always my characters are consciously aware, consenting adults

Warnings: Lots and lots of cussing, drinking, mentions of drugs, innuendo, daddy issues, fighting, slight bullying.

Summary: Lmao idk (At this point billy's been in Hawkins a while.)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Live wire, night prowler Lay back and take me inside You need me now, I'll teach you how Come on, let's go all the way

Get a piece of your action Get a piece of your action!"

The guitar could be heard a block away as you blew into the parking lot with all your friends, windows down, radio all the way up. You stood up from the back seat through the roof window flashing your under tit, throwing a smoldering cigarette butt at Jason Carver. He dodged it, flipped you off and walked noticeably faster into the building.. mission accomplished. You laughed as the car came to a screeching halt basically throwing you from the roof, crawling out the top leaning in to grab your bag and sliding down the side until your feet hit the floor. "Now that's how it's done." you low-five your friend Ricky. Leaning down you shook out your long hair, flipping it as you snapped upright; fixing your lipstick in the car window before catching up to walk in with your friends. Billy Hargrove was watching the whole time, from the other side of the parking lot with a group of guys he met at a party the weekend before. " What's her name?" he asked.

"Who.. that chick.. it' y/n it's not worth it man, she's out of her mind."

"How do you mean?" he said blowing out a stream of smoke.

"I heard she took her top off during a concert at the Hideout for backstage passes."

"That's nothing compared to what I heard she did over the summer, "She apparently got caught selling pot and banged a cop to avoid being arrested."

Billy just nodded and took another drag, but in his head, he felt something brewing. His eyes followed you all the way into the school watching your leather pants move perfectly with your body like a second skin, and your matching jacket and heavy boots creating an air of sexy dominance around you. In Billy's mind, he'd already had all the girls who were worth a damn in the first few weeks of being in Hawkins, they were just too easy. Don't get him wrong he loves a quick fuck just like anyone else... but if anything Billy loves a challenge.. and you were just the thing to scratch that itch.

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6th period rolled around and Billy was uncharacteristically sitting in his seat on time, "Do my eyes deceive me, the elusive Mr.Hargrove decided to come to class today." the teacher theatrically presses a hand to his chest. Your seat, right next to his, was empty; that was until about 15 minutes into the teacher's lecture. Bursting into the room with a walkman on, the menacing sound of your boots echoed on the walls as you weaved through the desks to get to the back of the room. "Public enemy number one Oh, yeah I'm public enemy number one Oh, yeah!" you sang at the top of your lungs, the teacher stopping mid-sentence. Tossing your bag you, head-banged a few times before shrugging off your cropped leather jacket and hanging it on the back of your chair. "Mrs. Y/L/N, nice of you to join us. Hell must've frozen over." He says glaring in your direction.

"And what makes you say that?" you leaned back in your seat crossing your arms, spread eagle across the aisle.

"You and Mr. Hargrove in my class, almost on time, on the same day. Now if you please, put the walkman away and keep your outbursts to a minimum."

You shot Billy a glance, a devilish smirk plastered on your face, bite me, you mouthed turning your head back to the front of the room. Billy laughed to himself dropping his head, shaking out his curls, yeah this is gonna be fun, he thought. A spitfire with, a bad attitude and undeniable daddy issues, he hit the fucking jackpot.

When the bell rang you were up and out before Billy could even register you were gone, he walked after you, not wanting to seem desperate.

"Hey," he called, "where you headed babe?" you turned to meet his eyes, "what's it to you, screw boy?" you huff turning to continue untangling your headphone wire.

"Why so cagey? Do I make you nervous?"

"Nervous?" you stop in your tracks laughing, "What? Did you think your tough guy costume was intimidating?" you start walking again.

"Listen, I think you and I are more similar than you think."

"Okay yeah, sure, in what way Hargrove?" you inquire still entirely more focused on your walkman.

"I think you're tired of the same old push-overs in this town, and even if the rumors about you may or may not be true, you're in need of someone who can show you a good time."

"Oh wow, that's bold."

"Care to prove me wrong."

"You know wh-" something catches your eye behind Billy's shoulder. Carol. Fucking. Perkins, spilling a coke over a freshman girl's art project.

"What was that babe?"

"Shut up."

Billy watched as you stormed off throwing your bag at his feet.

"HEY!" everyone turned to look at you, "What the fuck was that for?"

Carol only laughed, "Oh my, I forgot the raging bitch was on patrol."

"You're damn right!"

"You think you're so great y/n, everyone knows you're just overcompensating since your dad left."

There it is, Billy thought.

You were an arms distance away from her now, "You know, I've just been waiting for you to give me a reason to beat the living hell out of you."

"Oh right, like your gonna touch me with all these people arou-."

SMACK, one backhand to her left cheek and she was on the floor. The crowded hallway split making room for people to see the action.

Giggling maniacally, you stood over her, as she crawled backwards into the wall, "Stop acting so high and mighty, you've done worse than that y/n! she yelled holding her cheek.

"Your right Carol I have," you leaned down and grabbed her by the hair, "too assholes like you who deserve it, because UNLIKE you I don't take cheap shots or prey on the weak. You're just a fucking cunt with nothing better to do." you threw her down into the puddle of soda beside her on the floor, "I dare you to let me catch you doing some shit like that again, and you can bring whoever you want to try and protect you but I promise it will never be enough." Leaving her to attend to her bruises, and ruined sweater. The freshman with the soiled project waved at you before scampering off herself. Just as Moses parted the sea so did you, people stayed close to the edges of the hall as you gracefully walked back to grab your stuff off the floor, like you didn't just kick the crap out of someone.

You stopped to give Billy a once over, "What was it you said, about showing me a good time." your Cheshire grin mirrored on Billy's lips.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SOO instead of starting a new one I just revised and built off yesterday's writing. A real SMUTTY part 2 coming soon. <3

[spiders-hth-is-an-outlier]

While I am fully on-record as supporting the right and privilege of every artist to write whatever weird shit they want to write, because 1) art is a completely legitimate way to explore the outer reaches of human experience in a safely contained way and B) You Can Do Whatever You Want Forever, don't let a bunch of wannabe brain cops issue you an endless stream of moral citations -- I will say it's a tiny bit embarrassing when my team gets stuck on the argument "obviously people know right from wrong, reading a book isn't going to make a good person do bad things."

Because, like, yes, sure. Movies don't create psychos, Sydney, they just make psychos more creative. You're correct, but you're embarrassing because "Hannibal might make people think cannibals are sexy" is the lowest of low-hanging fruit, the definition of a strawman argument.

The problem is you're staking it all on the notion that there are Good People who will always know how to do good things and be sufficiently motivated to do so. Therefore, if someone does bad things, well shit, their Good Person Gauge was obviously broken, nothing we can do about that. Too bad about Bad People.

And that's. Just self-evidently incorrect, right? I mean, I think there's a good argument that in general, a predisposition toward prosocial behavior is part of the standard human software, something that we recognize as a "moral instinct" toward things like keeping your word and playing fair and making friends. But beyond that, you can't possibly look at all of human history and not realize that people contextually develop their sense of what's morally acceptable and unacceptable. Obviously! Obviously a person who wants to be a Good Person is going to be receiving and processing information all their lives from the people around them, learning how to separate normal from abnormal, admirable from disreputable, virtue from vice.

I can give you an easy, television-related example (the best kind of example!) When I was in college, I like most people I hung out with watched Friends, and we all framed Ross in our minds as a Good Boyfriend. We liked that he was loyal and devoted, that he knew Rachel well and seemed to care about her specifically; we saw him as the antithesis of the kind of sleazy, dishonest users and takers that we were always anxious to identify and avoid. And yes, many plotlines revolved around Rachel's objections to Ross' excessive jealousy and his resentment of her career, but in the context of the show, she always forgives him because she -- and the audience! -- interprets this as a stressful by-product of how intensely he adores her and his omnipresent anxiety that she's too good for him. It's not that we thought he was right -- the episodes themselves don't even frame his behavior as correct! But we thought. Well. That's the normal tradeoff. Relationships are hard, right? Someone was going to love us too much or not enough, and in the end, wasn't too much better? Women always have to manage male emotions, but this particular kind of admiration/neediness/insecurity was the Good Boyfriend set of emotions to have to manage.

And I'm not arguing that the reason women put up with sad-sack dudes flattering them into curtailing their lives so they don't outgrow unsupportive relationships is that Friends was a big hit. Movies don't, Sydney, etc. But I do think that in a culture where Media is kind of everyone's common language, people really, genuinely do consume media in a way that fundamentally forms their sense of what's normal and who's likeable and which stressful invasions against our boundaries and dignity are forgivable.

Anyway, write whatever you want! It's just one example of the way that I've personally witnessed real human beings adjust their sense of right and wrong around the media that's served to us as aspirational. So I know that does happen, and it has nothing to do with "adults know right from wrong;" I don't think that's a statement that's especially germane to real conditions in the real world.

[artemisandhersilverbow]

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

I've not been in the business of paternity testing TTPD because it's led to a much richer experience without it. I've been particularly moved/saddened by religious trauma as theme throughout. To me, if there's a relationship at the center of TTPD it's her most enduring, and traumatic, one with fame. Also, I just don't think any of these songs are inspired by a single "muse." Or really any of her adult work. Maybe some songs of hers are one thing on the surface and many other things underneath... maybe all of them can be true. Maybe none of them are. Her mind is just that good.

I say this because I was really struck by a line in "The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived": But you are what you did. Which finally reminded me of the song "Innocent"... which was (allegedly?) written about K****.

Opposite sentiments, sure. But it made me wonder what that experience of rerecording it for Speak Now must have been like. That song certainly doesn't ring true for her anymore, but she rerecorded it faithfully. And then... I replayed TSMWEL and that (truly top tier) bridge hit a little different:

Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? Did you sleep with a gun underneath our bed Were you were writing a book? Were you a sleeper cell spy? In 50 years will this all be declassified? You'll confess what you did And I'll say good riddance ‘Cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn’t forbidden I would've died for your sins Instead, I just died inside And you deserve prison, but you won’t get time You'll slide into inboxes and slip through the bars You crashed my party and your rental car You said normal girls were boring But you were gone by the morning You kicked out the stage lights but you're still performing And in plain sight, you hid But you are what you did And I'll forget you but I'll never forgive The smallest man who ever lived

She's used the "crash my party" idea in "This is Why We Can't Have Nice Things," and could refer to the VMAs moment or the Bleachella era for ex. And the first thing that really made the alarms go off was the crash of the rental car mention. K**** talks about his near fatal car crash (resulting in having his jaw wired shut/facial damage) of his rental Lexus in his music and documentary.

As for the fateful recording leak, even Tree Paine clapped back about it once the full clip came out saying what they did was illegal. But that's certainly not the only problematic thing that's come out about him in recent years.

Slip through the bars could be working double/triple time - slipping through bars of prison, his own lyrics/performing, her own songs about him.

I remember that interview of young Taylor in Miss Americana being asked if she was a K**** fan after that famous interruption and she replies something like, "Yeah, I mean it's K****." That artist who would one day become Y**zus. But I imagine that devastating line about dying for your sins carries far deeper weight than just this simple reading. And I fully think this song is inspired by more than one bad man/system and the same lines apply to any matter of sin.

The "kicked out the stage lights, but you're still performing" feels pretty self explanatory with what he's up to these days (not performing massive world tours). But I do think the "In plain sight, you hid" is pretty powerful because obviously the phone call moment was shared by him/his wife and presented as the full truth (it wasn't). And they rode that controversy for all they could get out of it.

The sexy/forbidden line is hard for me to even express in a way that feels ok to talk about in a wildly speculative way (which is what I'm doing). But there's the surface level/romantic lead of "oh we couldn't be together and once we could be you weren't interested anymore." But if we read it, knowing how K**** (grossly) capitalized on this moment, as a call out about the consent of that entire situation I read it as far more bone chilling.

Anyway, in the days after TTPD release and Taylor herself sharing articles that focus on how we should not be classifying each song as being about [insert name here] lover and an album that seems to constantly tell us "you don't know me, but if you looked closer you might find something bigger," it would be fairly genius to cloak a song about an abusive industry as a truly spectacular break up song. And for us, it can be that if we want.

One last thought... while this was an interesting puzzle to connect, and get off my chest, it's true that it really doesn't matter. I don't think there's a way to know the documentary-level truth about any of this music (unless you're her). She knows her own mythology looms too tall and I wonder what else I'll learn (more universally) while practicing forgetting as I replay and replay and replay.

[thexgrayxlady]

Things I Read in May

The Antiquities Hunter by Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff - 4.25/5.0 I got this off the 0.99¢ rack at the used book super store because I needed to spend at least five dollars to use my credit card. My rating is absolutely skewed by the price. That being said, this is a delightful little airport book. Like, make no mistake it's an airport book, but one that you want to take home when you're done with it. It's a fun adventure about a PI going undercover with a sexy national parks agent/archeologist to bust illegal antiquities trade. There were a couple of jarring weird turns of phrase that didn't feel like they fit with a mid to late twenties early thirties PI and I wish the protagonist was more active towards the ending, but I still feel like I got a dollars worth of entertainment out of it. You can tell that the author had a good time writing it and I had a good time reading it.

Otherwise Engaged by Amanda Quick - 3.0/5.0 I'm working through the backlog of I needed to spend five dollars to buy the thing I really wanted books. You can tell that the author has written a lot of other books. It's very competently written, has a better set up for fake dating/engaged than The Love Hypothesis, and it was very quick and easy to read. I wish the author had focused on just one of the subplots and fleshed it out more instead of having both of them or had them come together in a less convoluted way, but at the end if the day the subplots aren't really what this book is for. It's a good beach/train/rainy day book. I don't have very many thoughts about it.

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness - 0.75/5.0 This has been sitting on my shelf almost finished for years now. I wanted to finish it before sending it on to the Used Book Superstore. Then I remembered why I stopped reading it. I don't think it should go to the used book superstore anymore. It is so goddamn boring. I had to put on a YouTube video in the background to finish the last hundred pages. This is me finishing this book:

It starts out interesting and full of details, but then it doesn't let up with every minute detail about the main character's life and it is a slog to get through. The vampires are perhaps the least threatening and interesting vampires I've ever read about. The things that do happen are truly and deeply stupid. The main character just has every super special awesome witch power ever even though she doesn't want or use them? She finds out she's been a time traveler all along in a throw away line?! The love interest won't have sex with the main character until marriage!? It's just adult Twilight (derogatory).

The Daughter of Doctor Moreau by - 3.75/5.0 If I had a nickel for every Doctor Moreau book I read this year, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. Unfortunately, out of the two Doctor Moreau books, this is my least favorite. That's not to say it's a bad book, I just don't think that it's for me. I thought it was well written and the characters were interesting and fairly well defined. It's well paced and atmospheric with a strong sense of what its trying to say. However, I think it could have done without the second viewpoint and there's a big reveal that doesn't hit as hard as the author wants it to. That being said, this book let me read one of the best things I've ever read in a goodreads review, "it's problematic that Doctor Moreau is doing unethical science."

[hijirikaww]

ok bgs- nct, atz, enha, blank2y, &team, txt, oneus, cravity, bts, treasure, tnx, seventeen, exo, wei, victon, e’last, xdheroes, skz, onlyoneof, ab6ix and p1h

ggs- g-idle, aespa, twice, itzy, nmixx, ive, lessrafim, newjeans, kepler, pixy, purple kiss, red velvet, snsd and lapillus

phew 😭😮‍💨

Oooooo awesome!!! Alright alright let's see here~

I am more of a bg fan in general so probably know more of those..

NCT? Hell yeah. Don't know enough of the subgroups though tbh. Resonate? Badass. Kick it? Whoo! Make a wish? This is actually how I first found them!! so coooooooollllll. Boss? Rocking. Regular and love talk?? English AND korean versions??? Oh my lord. Also more sexy than they are allowed to be. Baby don't stop is where I first saw Ten whom became my bias! Nct Dream is the only subgroup I happened to follow more closely because I got so hooked on the hello future album. But 127 and U are probably my favourites overall. You could say I just love their badass vibes and how they drop beats. Definitely some of my favourite songs 💯👌🏻

ATEEZ?! I MEAN HELL YEAH 😆 definitely my ult group- found them through Hala Hala and have been hooked ever since. Best bois. Amazing music. Love it.

Enha - does that stand for enhypen? In which case hell yea! I followed then since debut, probably like most people atm since they are so new, and think they are so cute! But so young! Babies! I wish them all the best :) Sunoo is the cutest ray of sunshine though.

Blank2y and &Team - no clue! Lemme listen to some... blank2y sounds cool, I know a lot of people who happen to be into &Team, now I know what they mean :)

Txt - I know they have a lot of hype about them but I'm not THAT deeply into them. Some nice music though, Kai is adorable. Am currently learning good boy gone bad choreo :)

Oneus - back in college a friend introduced me into them through Valkyrie and that song still lives in my mind!!!

Cravity- again I know people who love them but I don't know them all that well, but I love cloud 9.

Bts - well everyone knows them by now!

Treasure - ooooohhh! So I love the versatility of my three fave songs of them! I found them first through treasure, lovely and happy! Then Jikjin - ma gawd can I rave to that. And I love hello because it is such a happy choreo to dance! Wheey!

TNX - never heard of them, but I dig the way they drop beats! I'll listen to them more :)

Seventeen - great! Love the members, great music, always great albums and themes and looks!

Exo - such a legend. So many good songs. Love them.

Wei - also not known, but it sounds well made!

Viction - yet another group I hear a lot about, but don't know much of. As I'm listening - I didn't know Mayday was theirs, nice!

E`last - dangerous is very cool!

Xdheroes - is a bit of a hit or miss for me, I dig their songs but some take such funky twists that they kind of lose me halfway through.

Skz - badass, they write great songs, 3racha is badass, they really have awesome rappers. Bang chan is such a cute leader, the Aussies are adorable with their accents and Felix's low voice is legendary. All great guys 💯 arguably the group I know second best after ATEEZ.

OnlyOneOf- libido is one of my guilty pleasures to listen to for sure. I love their daringness and energy and performance. My first reaction tho was 'omg they look so young, are they even consenting adults. Is is okay for me to look at them?' Only to find out they are all a minimum of three years older than me lol. They look like babies :) as long as they feel comfortable doing wat they are doing and not pressured - I'll support them!

Ab6ix is awesome, they deserve more love! Love their rapping skills and vibes. Their music always makes me happy and groovy!

P1h - Keeho LOL legend. Great music too though, very badass vibes. Makes you feel cool hehe.

//I'm gonna split it here cuz lord this is getting long sorry aksjdjs

[macabrecake]

𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴

➛ Pairing: RE6! Leon S. Kennedy x Female! Reader

➛ Genre: Smut with a nice helping of fluff

➛ Rating: Mature

➛ Note: Ok so it's a fact that I am an absolute SLUT when it comes to RE6 Leon. If you didn't know that already then you're gonna learn now, this is basically just pure self-indulgence. Also, first smut writing! May be too obvious so be warned- I tried. Enjoy!

(And of course. For the love of God- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR I WILL TELL YOUR PARENTS. GO PLAY OUTSIDE, THE ADULTS ARE TALKING.)

Leon Scott Kennedy knew he was capable of pulling off certain appearances. Not in a vain way of course, but more so in a sense where he could stare into a mirror and just think- 'Yeah, that looks pretty good.' He never realized however...

What kind of power he had over you.

Especially when he wore clothes that accentuated certain attributes. Like how vests really compliment his shoulders for example. It's definitely something for his ego to feed on from time to time, and satisfy his curiosity. It's also just an excuse for him to see you like this. Completely bare and oh so needy for him. The skin of your neck, currently bouncing breasts, and collarbone covered in pretty shades of red, purple, and pink.

Tear filled eyes, hazy and staring at him with a silent plea that your lips couldn't give without biting back all the moans and cries of his name. Mixing together with the hot squelching sounds of his dick slamming back in and stretching you so good your mind was lost. A beautiful piece of art he would say.

"Ah! Leon! T-Too much!" You manage to whine out when he delivers another slow but rough thrust into your sopping, wet cunt. Legs already shaking from three previous releases and already so full of his cum. Damn the stamina on this man. You're absolutely spent but unable to get away from the bruising grip he had on your soft hips, trapping you there. Now he was deciding to be a little mean to you- Keeping that slow rhythm going while one hand sneaks away to let his fingers expertly toy and massage your swollen clit. Never enough to give you a proper orgasm but just the right amount to keep you suspended on that heavenly little thread.

It had you practically wailing before clasping a hand over your mouth to be quiet as your gaze soon ends up shying away from him. You couldn't help yourself, the way he deeply groans and pants while those sterling blue eyes stared down at you with such intense hunger as he towers over your small frame. Leaving you utterly helpless and completely at his mercy. You're always so shy, even in the comfort of your shared bedroom. He finds it endearing and has ended up turning it into a small game with himself to make you loud just so he can listen to you. He wants to hear you.

A low breathy chuckle resonates from the agent as he leans down to gently bump his nose with yours, hand moving away from your little bud to uncover your mouth, "I'm sorry Sweetheart, did you say something? Don't think I heard you that time." He whispers teasingly, flashing a smug smile when he sees your head fall back with a sigh from him hitting a particularly delicate spot inside you. "Leon, ah! Please... Mmh- need you." You quietly beg when your own eyes find his again. You're so desperate, gripping his shoulder and even holding onto his tie in a feeble attempt to keep yourself grounded. It's plain to see however, the way his gaze holds that mischievous glimmer, you're not gonna get it that easily.

"I know baby, I'll give you what you want. But you haven't even complimented my new outfit yet." Leon speaks huskily, a light mockery of sadness in his tone but a cheeky little smirk now adorning his handsome features. Because of fucking course he's not quite done teasing you just yet. "Mmh- fuck! So good! Ah... S-Sexy." You whimper. There it is, Leon let's out a thoughtful hum while his eyes gleefully take in your flustered state. Before finally deciding that you've been teased long enough, and that maybe he was starting to get a little impatient as well. Moving to lightly place his lips on your neck, feeling your pulse flutter, as he growls into the flesh. "You're sexier."

Suddenly, all of Leon's restraint is gone. His arms move to coil around your waist to keep you as close to him as possible while he drills his heavy cock into you at an animalistic pace. You cry out with a hitched gasp and immediately cling to him as if your life depends on it. That sultry voice of his, strained with need, soon finds your ears after he lightly nips at one of them. "Always so nice and tight... Fuck, baby... Such a good girl for me, aren't you?"

God, the way those words drip from his plush lips like sinful honey. How could such a devilish tongue like that belong to the most angelic face? It's almost blasphemous. He knows what praise does to you too- feels it in how you lightly shudder as your warm, squishy walls tighten around him more. You're so close. Quiet squeals tumble from your lips, trying to find some sense of speech again to tell him you're not gonna last much longer, "Mh! Leon please, I- ah! I c-can't!" The response you get is another soft laugh while he moves to rest his forehead against yours, then a whisper.

"Open your eyes Sunshine.~"

Slowly, your eyes flutter open. Finding Leon already peering back at you, gaze full of nothing but pure lust and adoration. "Gonna cum for me?" He asks, tone still hushed, causing you to frantically nod. And seeing how sloppy his thrusts were getting, he's not that far behind you either. Thick fingers snake down to your, consensually, abused little pearl where he begins to quickly rub it in circular motions. "Do it baby..." Leon snarls, "Make a mess."

With how his voice dances down your spine to light up every nerve ending like electricity, and the quickened rough ministrations he adds. It does the trick. You're instantly cumming hard around him with a cry of his name as if it's the only word you ever learned. Finally with a few more powerful thrusts, and simply watching you blissfully fall to pieces for only his eyes alone to see. Leon allows himself to give into his own high as he buries his cock deep within you, letting out a groan of satisfaction against the skin of your neck while his thick creamy ropes fill you up and over the brim. A soft whine escapes your lips, completely stuffed now.

After that, a warm comfortable silence settles amongst your shared quiet panting. Both of you slowly coming down from your high, only to find Leon peppering your face with light kisses before planting one on your lips. Being so gentle as if you were made of the most fragile glass. Like he didn't just thoroughly fuck your brains out. You giggle, more than happy to return it and feeling his smile grow bigger. Even adding a couple more light ones to his right cheek- right on the scar he received in Spain all those years ago. "This really does look nice on you." You whisper while his tie lightly twirls around your fingers. The golden blonde pauses his soft lazy kisses he was placing on the collection of messy marks he left in your skin, snickering. "Glad you like it."

However, a late realization strikes you, "Weren't you going to wear this to a meeting today?" You feel him pause, then his hot breath fans over the crook of your neck as he sighs with a low, "Damn it." You're unable to stop the small laugh that escapes as you remove your limbs from him so he could get up.

Leon moves away, slowly pulling out of you, before stopping. The sight of your juices and his cum leaking out of your spent hole onto the bedsheets was suddenly far too enticing to step away from. "Maybe, but..." He begins lowly, eyes darkening and bottom lip pulled between his teeth into that little smirk as he rubs his thumb from your entrance to your clit. Making your body jolt with overstimulation as a soft gasp escapes you. Quickly your gaze finds his while he continues to smear the mess all over your inner thighs.

"I think this meeting needs my full attention."

[tired-gay-wreck9]

beforus sexy sex sex

this is a serious essay i promise

aka i do a lot of meenah cronus and meulin slander also rufioh he sucks dickballs

You may think that Beforan society in Homestuck was free from the effects of the Hemospectrum, and everyone lives together in a post-casteism utopia. Actually, no you don't. No one thinks that. I just needed an opener.

Everyone knows that there are still some bloodracist Beforan trolls running around. For example, Cronus wouldn't need to specify that 'dating down on the spectrum' was a positive and good thing that separated him from the trolls who only dated in their caste if said trolls didn't exist. And even though Kankri's rants are annoyingly long and pointless, they do have some merit. His mention of the highbloods using their long lifespans to gain control over the lower castes sounds like an actually plausible and important thing.

Their whole culling this is also shitty.

But you didn't click on the 'read more' for me to regurgitate the same bullshit you've heard a million times before. You clicked on it for the Beforus sexy sex sex. Or, as I like to call it, fetishization and objectification of the lower castes. Now if that's something that makes you uncomfortable, here's your go-ahead to stop reading this and do something else.

One example I'd like to call is Damara Megido. Specifically her relationship with Rufioh Nitram. He was a member of the lost weeaboos, a group, which, in our world, is heavily associated with fetishizing East Asian culture. Then we have Damara, a troll who's heavily implied to be East Asian. They date, and he cheats on her with someone higher on the spectrum, which solidifies that he never really cared about her actual feelings. Now, what did he care about? You can figure that out for yourselves.

"But Max", you may say, "that has nothing to do with the hemospectrum! That was just because Damara was associated with an oppressed minority in the real world, not because she was associated with an oppressed minority in Homestuck!"

And while that may be true, as we see no one higher than Damara on the spectrum being treated like this, we do see someone lower on the spectrum being treated like this. And no, I'm not talking about Kankri. Why would it be Kankri.

Karkat is also treated very strangely by the adults in Openbound. I'm going to be talking about pedophilia and grooming so yeah, if that's something that makes you uncomfortable, here's your warning. Adios.

The first is Cronus. Karkat is the only member of the kid's session who Cronus mentions hitting on or attempting to hit on. And we know from Meenah's remark about Vriska being a more 'acceptable age' when she learned she was older that pedophilia is a very real and bad thing that is looked down upon on Beforus. And Karkat was the only troll who motivated Cronus to do that.

The next is Meulin, who agrees to write porn of Karkat and Meenah, without Karkat's knowledge or consent. It's Karkat, out of all the kidtrolls who she thinks of doing this to. She doesn't think about his feelings. She only thinks about how to get the highblood off. Then she says that she'll get Meenah and Karkat's consent before sharing it with others like it's some great, heroic deed.

Sidenote! A lot of the Beforan trolls try to make themselves seem more moral, forgiving, and kind around Meenah. It makes me wonder if Meulin said that she'd get Meenah and Karkat's consent before spreading the fic around out of general respect for every troll's boundaries, or just the highblood's.

Then we have the big fish. The dilemma. The Godfather. Meenah. Her creepiness is a whole basket case. No, fuck it. It's a shopping cart case. A truckcase. An airplane case. You get my point. But because of her creepiness towards both Vriska and Karkat, we can discern which parts are general creepiness and which parts are bloodracist creepiness.

Meenah's crush on Karkat coincided with the point in his life where all his friends didn't care about him nearly as much as they did pre-Murderstuck, to the point where in the post retcon timeline he tells Dave that he's his only friend (not Kanaya, Terezi, Vriska, Aradia or Sollux), or are dead. She wanted him where he was in a point in his life where he was completely alone and vulnerable. She then tried to befriend him, not because she felt bad for him and thought that he needed a friend, but for her own romantic benefit.

Meenah also did this with pre-retcon ghost Vriska, when she had tossed aside Terezi, the only person in her life who still gave a shit about her, and had driven away all her other friends with murder and violence.

But Meenah, despite how gross she was to Vriska, made an effort for romance. She braided her hair, listened to her problems, and their first kiss was full of smiles.

She did not do that to Karkat. She describes herself as having a 'manic obsession' with him, asks Meulin to write something of them 'doin it' and says that she doesn't want her to set her and Karkat up. She never wanted anything romantic with him. She just wanted him for her own concupiscent pleasure. WHILE HE WAS FOURTEEN. SHE WAS NINETEEN. FIVE-YEAR AGE GAP.

You may say, "What about Kankri? No one acts like this to him except Cronus, and not even in a weird blood way." To which I say, Kankri. Kankri, the guy who if you've read my last post you know that he acts mean and awful for protection. The guy who used to wear tight revealing clothes and now is rarely seen outside a baggy sweater. The guy who hates being touched.

To sum it up, the alpha trolls suck dickballs and hussie, for some reason, made a fourth of them pedophiles. In Beforus, those lowest on the hemospectrum are sexualized by the masses as well as infantilized by the culling system, all wrapped up in a nice package of dehumanization.

or in other words; all these kids need therapy

[ineffably-human]

here's the thing about 'queerbaiting', something I still think doesn't exist:

there are queer couples all over the place in media these days. most of them are traditionally sexy young adults, because most romance writing is about traditionally sexy young adults. but you tend to know what you're getting within a season or two. there's a distinct lack of queer slow burns in the traditional rom-com sense where you don't immediately know where it's going. if you've got a queer romance, then you've got a queer romance. most of the fanfare I see when something long-term goes canon is from 'animation lesbians': Catradora, Bubbleline, Korrasami, because the idea that animation is for kids (and Catradora's whole...deal) put their endgame in question.

but please consider: part of that is because in a M/F rom-com you know if they're devoting a lot of screen time to these two people interacting, that's your couple, and there's no doubt. the slow burn is HOW it's gonna happen, unless the show truly changes its direction halfway through, which is rare.

in a potential queer romance that doesn't immediately pay off, half the intrigue is sitting and wondering: if the writers realize what they're doing, if they're doing it on purpose, if this or that thing is symbolic or a hidden message, if that thing they said out loud is a joke or taking the possibility seriously. it's the ultimate parasocial 'does he like me or LIKE like me?' because it's baked into the experience itself that a little part of you believes it might not happen. I guarantee that there was never something with Jim and Pam or Jake and Amy where the actors/writers said something romantic about them in an interview and everyone went 'omg!! they were insane for this!!!' because there's nothing 'insane' about it, and there's nothing 'insane' about doing it for a queer couple either. we just don't EXPECT it yet.

the thing that makes a queer will-they-won't-they exciting for you is the exact thing that makes a queer will-they-won't-they potentially heartbreaking. I'm not saying it's bad to want it, just - understand that the reason you're reacting to That Very Intense Friendship and not the larger and larger offering of unambiguously canon queer media is because the potential 'taboo' of a queer pairing is like a mobius strip.

and half the time we're retrofitting a pairing. we want to ship, we find something shippable, we hunt for potential hints and dynamics accordingly. we are literally working in a different language than a lot of straight writers, and off a different set of endorphin rushes and emotional payoffs than a lot of straight viewers.

I can name maybe four shows that actually understood they had a queer fanbase and leaned into that fanbase while having no intention of paying it off. and almost all of those shows are like a decade old or at least started that long ago. some of them even clearly, vocally said they weren't writing a romance, people just didn't believe them or hoped they'd changed their minds. please name what you consider a clear example of queerbaiting that isn't Sherlock, Supernatural, Teen Wolf, idk maybe Gotham? (except does that even count if one of the pair is canon queer and the problem is they weren't taken seriously? I did not watch or Tumblr-osmose as much about Gotham.) and for whatever show you're naming, did they ever actually promise or even hint at queerness to begin with?

(I have remembered Loki after already posting this but I am like...torn on Loki. they said Loki would be bi and he is bi. him not getting with a man after being bi is not queerbaiting. it's a person being bisexual. and Disney being boring.)

I promise: OFMD didn't invent gay people, and there are shows on this earth that aren't Supernatural. I love hunting for whether they're 'actually gonna do it' as much as the next person, but understand why that hits a sweet spot that immediately canon queer relationships don't.

[actuallysaiyan]

My Personal Love Story: Jiraiya

Request: "She/ her. I'm an ISTP, born on the Pisces-Aries cusp, my venus sign is Taurus. I'm also an obsessive overthinker and very uncomfortable in my own skin. For my love language I like giving gifts and providing acts of service but in return, I secretly enjoy receiving affection through physical touch, which may be weird since i'm really private and reserved and too shy to initiate anything. I love travelling experiencing other cultures an trying new food. I need to go somewhere new a few times a year, it's one of the joys of my life because it is in my travels that I get to let go for a bit and just enjoy the moment and maybe consider doing something stupid because you can get away with it in a place you may not return to for a while (not too crazy though im a responsible adult haha). For a date, I'd prefer it to be really casual and relaxed coz it can be really uncomfortable for me to be meeting new people. You know, anxiety. lol idk if it helps but I have a dark sense of humor. For the character I'd like it to be a younger Jiraiya (so we'd be closer in age) because having a sense of humor is very important to me. He's just seems friendly and easy going i feel like he'd make me feel at ease. It can have a bit of smut 😅"

Your Song: I Melt With You- Modern English Headcanons:

Jiraiya was so taken aback by you at first. You met when you were both still teenagers, and you thought he was a little too inappropriate and rude. He grew on you over time as he matured(mostly...hahah) and he became a man. The next time you saw him was after the war, and you were the one to be taken aback.

It was a slow romance, Jiraiya wanted to make sure you felt comfortable. He was still recovering from some of his own problems and he had his own hopes and dreams, but he never forgot about you.

One night, he invited you out for dinner. You were surprised at how nervous you were about going on a date with Jiraiya. The whole night, Jiraiya had you laughing and smiling. You were so amazed at how much he had changed. You were starting to develop a crush on him.

Then as you continued to see one another, Jiraiya just made it official with you. He didn’t want to be with anyone else and he was ready to end his bachelor life if it meant he got to spend the rest of his life with you.

You and Jiraiya travel together as he tries to complete his quest. You’re always so blown away at the beauty of all the different cultures in this beautiful world. Jiraiya always picks out one souvenir from each place you go to so that you can bring it home.

When you’re both in Konoha, you live in a small house together. You have some wonderful memories in that house and you and Jiraiya love to make the most of it. He often will spend time writing his books as you relax and edit some of his manuscripts. This is a hobby you both enjoy while you’re both home.

Your sex life has never been better. Jiraiya knows exactly what he’s doing to you and he is very skilled at pleasing you. He is a very attentive lover and he knows all the special spots on your body to caress or bite. He always praises you so much and he very much enjoys making you feel good.

Lots of cuddles. Jiraiya loves having you fall asleep on his chest while you’re both taking a nap. He wraps himself around you, holding you close. He’ll place soft kisses to your forehead as he thanks whatever higher power is out there that let him have you in the first place.

Jiraiya is so proud of you. Anything you do, you know you will have your own personal cheerleader. Jiraiya will do anything to make you so happy, so he is very supportive of all your hobbies. He loves seeing you succeed as he recognizes how talented and wonderful you are.

Jiraiya also loves publicly showing you off. He thinks he’s so lucky to have you as his partner, and you are the sexiest person in his eyes. In public, he’s going to parade you around a little, but just know that it comes from a place of true love. He’s crazy about you.

Your First Kiss/First Time:

He unlocks the door to his apartment and lets you in. You are a little surprised that it’s this clean. You were expecting it to be a bit more like a guy’s place, but Jiraiya is someone who does enjoy having a clean space to be able to live comfortably.

“Thanks for coming with me tonight. I’m really enjoying our time together.” He says as he shuts the door behind him.

“I’m enjoying our time together too, Jiraiya.” You reply as he walks over to you. He slowly guides you towards the wall and you have your back pressed up against it.

His fingers tilt your head forward, as he looks deeply into your eyes. You can see so much emotion from this one look, and you swear you see a look of love and admiration in his eyes. Jiraiya leans in and captures your lips in a very sweet but passionate kiss.

You moan softly as you realize what’s happening. You lean in to kiss him back, your tongue teasings his lips. Jiraiya’s hands run from your shoulders down to your hips. You pull away to breathe, but it doesn’t take long for Jiraiya to kiss you once more.

His hands cup your ass as you feel him pull you up. Your legs wrap around him instinctively, as you feel yourself grow aroused. Your tongues fight for dominance as Jiraiya begins squeezing your ass.

“Jiraiya,” You whine breathlessly. Jiraiya smirks as he studies your plump red lips. You can feel his erection grinding up against you.

“I need you,” His voice is gruff and low as he confesses how he feels. You swallow hard, your heart beating so fast in your chest right now.

“I need you too,” you tell him. He just groans as he realizes what you’ve just said. He pulls you from the wall and carries you to the bedroom. When your back hits the mattress, you squeal in surprise. Jiraiya eyes you up and down.

“I love seeing you on my bed like this, you look so damn amazing.” He’s so aroused right now, he can’t think straight.

“Why don’t you join me?” You ask him in a teasing tone. His eyes light up at this and within seconds he’s next to you on the bed.

His lips connect to your neck, sucking and nipping while his hands make busy work with your shirt. You groan his name as he sucks on your sweet spot, making your pussy clench around nothing.

“You smell so fucking good, baby. I can’t wait to taste you.” Jiraiya says as he tosses your shirt to the ground. When he sees your breasts in that sexy bra of yours, Jiraiya goes absolutely feral.

You were in for a good night.

[golbrocklovely]

nobody cares about this most likely, but bc i've been a fan of her for so long, i'm gonna write a review of demi lovato's newest album "holy fvck". feel free to read if you care and if not, all's good :)

i'm gonna just jump right in and just write my general feelings for each song as i'm listening to them for the first time. idk what i'm gonna write, maybe whether or not i liked them, and maybe the occasional rating? not sure lol

also just want to note that if you are a fan of demi, just know if i say something super blunt about some of these songs or the album, don't think i'm hating. i love demi and have since she was in camp rock. i own all of her albums and i really do love her. i just might have some interesting opinions on this album lmao

freak: pretty good opener song. however yungblud sounds better than her (and by that i mean he sounds better in this genre than her) so like…. maybe he shouldn't have been on the song. personally, if i'm having a feature, you either are on par with me or less, bc you're not about to out do me on my own song. i like the general aesthetics of the song, love a circus/freakshow theme. hope she does a music video for this song bc it would be a banger.

fav lyric: Came from the trauma / Stayed for the drama

skin of my teeth: when this song came out, i was so surprised to hear it. i follow someone on my personal twitter that's still in her fandom and ppl had heard whispers that demi was gonna do a pop/rock or pop punk album, and i was so stoked bc her first two albums are my favorites of hers. and this song is fantastic. i think the only thing i would change about it is literally the "woohoos" bc they sound corny ngl. also, i think while this song is definitely about addiction, i think it can also relate to depression, and for me, that hits a soft spot as someone who has depression and anxiety.

fav lyric: God damn it I just wanna be free / But I can't cause it's a fucking disease

substance: hilariously, this song feels void of substance. like, i get the general meaning, and double meaning too, but something about it feels fake as all hell. if this song came from someone that was maybe not rich and famous, maybe it wouldn't feel this way. but i still can't shake the feeling that this song is just super basic. the lyrics also felt like something you would have wrote at 16 and felt like you were so deep and philosophical, cut to you at 26 rereading your diary like "what the fuck did i write this for????" you know what this song sounds like? an all time low reject song. and i mean that, sort of, disrespectfully lmao

this is also the beginning of demi scream singing this high note that she basically does thru-out the whole album and oh BOY does it get tiring real fast.

fav lyric: N/A

eat me: the juxtaposition between the verses and the chorus is a bit jarring, but i think this song is pretty good. i like the verses more personally, but the chorus sounds good too. idk. this song is fine but not my favorite. i think demi and royal & the serpent matched really well vocally on this song.

fav lyric: More one dimensional / Try to be sexy, but don't be too sexual

holy fvck: i love when demi sings in her lower register. i swear this song reminds me of another song (by hilary duff and i don't know why) but nonetheless i really do like this song. i will say, the biblical references both in this song and overall on the album feel a bit like she's trying to sound hardcore and blasphemous for the sake of being a badass or something, but at the same time i don't mind it to some extent. i like the overall vibe of this song a lot.

fav lyric: Cause my body's the communion / Take a bite of what I'm doing

29: omg i love it. seriously, as someone that was a fan of demi when she was dating wilmer, i always thought it was weird as hell that they were together. then when she mentioned in one of her documentaries that she chased after him…. i was just like "girl, you were a child chasing an adult who should have told you no continuously". so happy she sees that that relationship, while it meant a lot to her, wasn't right. and as someone who's gonna be 27 soon, i can't even FATHOM dating someone below the age of like 24ish so like… fuck you wilmer

vocally, her voice is PHENOMINAL on this song. 10/10 vocals as always demi

fav lyric: Seventeen would never cross my mind / Thought it was a teenage dream, a fantasy/ But it was yours it wasn't mine

happy ending: wow. it's so sad. literally had me on the brink of tears. something about this song also reminded me of "i miss the mountains" from next to normal which is such a beautiful song. and as someone with depression, this song just hits so much deeper.

fav lyric: Am I gonna die trying to find my happy ending? / And will I ever know what it's like to be fine without pretending

heaven: i like the vibe and the verses, but like…. meh. it's fine i guess. this feels like a song that will be used in some teenage movie for the badass character or the mean girl. also having the line "cut it off" in a song about masturbation feels extremely wrong and uncomfortable. i think this song will grow on me, but it's gonna take a bit.

fav lyric: N/A

city of angels: i'm literally screaming this song is so fucking silly i love it. i legit was cackling at the line down below. also, seeing saddle ranch mentioned in a song is just so jarring to me but hilarious. this song sounds like a blink 182 song. not mad about that. overall, one my favorites from the album.

however the line "got me screaming ayo on rodeo".... garbage.

fav lyric: You call me they / But I'm still daddy's girl

bones: top tier. maybe my favorite. the chorus is sick as fuck. i can't wait to scream sing this as soon as i can. omg. more of this. she should have added another extra chorus at the end. i just wanted this song to keep going.

fav lyric: Cause I want you so bad / That I need restraints

wasted: i like this song. kinda tired of the screaming vocals she keeps doing. i think the double on the chorus "i'm wasted (wasted, wasted) / i'm faded (faded, faded)" was really cool. this song reminds me of "here we go again" the album. i think this song would have vibed on there (maybe not lyrically but still).

fav lyric: Like a teenage kinda first taste / I'm scared of the come down

come together: knew from the previous songs that this song was gonna have a sexual overtone. it did, but it was a lot more subtle than i thought it was gonna be. the chorus was really pretty. this is more pop/rock than any of the other songs and honestly i'm into it. but dear god, she needs to stop with these high notes. they are just annoying now. i don't know what note she keeps hitting but i hope she never hits it again at this point lol jk

fav lyric: No way to hold me back tonight / Don't rush, I love a slow touch

dead friends: feels like an all time low song and idk which one, but i mean this positively this time. almost cried at this one too, but i don't have any dead friends so… now i'm concerned. i only have just metaphorically dead friends.

fav lyric: We had the rest of our lives / Didn't get to say goodbye

help me: it was fine. i didn't hate it or love it. i think the parts with dead sara were better, and they were only miniscule to the whole song. at least she didn't do the same high ass note again, which i was expecting towards the end. this song feel borderline unrelatable, but at the same time i still kinda enjoy the overall vibe.

fav lyric: N/A

feed: someone said that this song sounds like "you and i" by lady gaga and honestly… i hear it, but i actually like this song a lot. sounds different to the other songs on this album. i like the message a lot too. the high notes she did at the end of this song weren't as annoying as any of the other ones so that was a nice change of pace. and again, i can't praise her lower register singing more.

fav lyric: My demons are on the hunt / But my angels taught me how to run

4 ever 4 me: while this song is inspired by "iris" by the goo goo dolls, i can honestly hear like three different songs - "keep holding on" by avril, "you and me" by lifehouse, and like some hilary duff song (can you tell i was huge hilary duff fan as a kid?). i genuinely think this song is great, definitely gonna be someone's wedding song, it's a good one to end on.

fav lyric: So here I go speaking honestly / I think this is forever for me

OVERALL, i think this album is really good, but it's missing something. i don't know if it needed like another acoustic slow ballad song, or something, but it feels slightly incomplete. also i think lyrically, this album isn't on par with what demi can write. some of these songs feel a bit like a first draft, or could have easily gone a bit deeper. i mean, look at her previous album. lyrically, she could have taken some of that and put it into a pop/punk sound like this, and i think that would be better. i don't mind the occasionally lyrically basic song, it just felt like a lot of the lyrics fell flat. the music itself was really good for the most part, a bit jarring at times, but i liked it overall more than the lyrics. vocally, she's amazing. always kills it. but dear god above, enough of those high belt notes please. like, once in a while in a song? sure, totally fine and awesome. but literally from "skin of my teeth" all the way thru the rest of the album, she just scream belted the whole time. and while it was nice in the beginning, it got exhausting as the album went on. and this is a slight side note, i feel like bc she did rnb/pop albums for so long, idk if she really has the vocal depth that she once did to do an album like this. this one worked for sure, but i feel like some of the runs that she did in some of the songs were almost cut and paste from other runs in her rnb era. while there are definitely similarities between rnb/pop and pop/punk, you can't just do the same run every time. it doesn't fit, even if it sounds nice.

that being said, i know this album will be more of a grower for me. like give me a month, and i'll be jamming to every song and thinking it's the best so… these were just my initial thoughts.

top five songs: bones, city of angels, 29, wasted, happy ending

album rating: 7.5/10

[ephemeral-afterlight]

quite whack of me to let myself be perceived online but scrolling through roughly 3 years-ish worth of some of my greatest hits has led me to a few realizations

me from 2-3 years ago was a dramatic fuck and cannot be held accountable for any crimes against cringe law committed during a time of high emotional vulnerability and also god complex

it seems like half of the badass people i used to be friends with here have deactivated and are lost in the wind and i am fucking devastated. where did kitkatz go. where is jelly. why can i not be confident enough to slide in the dms of the cool people who ARE still here

when i wasn't taking absolutely every fucking thing to heart and then spewing out emotionally-charged drivel like a perpetually online little bitch, some of my written analyses slapped. they were actually so articulate and coherent. unlike anything else i say ever

holy shit i am so glad i got off tumblr when i did because otherwise i might still be here now, unhappy as fuck, supporting purity culture 🤢 the amount of times i decided to make anti-remrom posts instead of caring about my mental wellbeing and dealing with my trauma in a healthy way is genuinely kinda hilarious looking back at it now. Weewooweewooweewoo I am going to cry on the internet to people who write fanfic about figments of imagination. Weewooweewooweewoo I am so morally superior because I echo all the rhetoric that my friends do and am scared to dissent. like shut the fuck up and try touching grass for once bestie 🥰 ur depressed and have no sense of self so u steal ur opinions from the nearest person who will give you attention, ur not special, get over urself

bro i am so much sexier now than i ever was when i was on here wallowing in negativity for hours at a time and that is a scientific fact

i do remember my interactions with my friends here extremely fondly but in general this fandom was an actual shitshow for a very long time and altho i can't speak to how it is recently, i refuse to make excuses for the absolute nightmare that was ts sides tumblr from clbg to svs era. reading through old debates and all the times i got pissed about tagging only speaks to that

loving note to my past self: tagging is very important in ways that i could go into a lot more coherently another time but it does not warrant all caps screaming and crying and pissing and shitting. calm down for once and turn your phone off

i am so "problematic" now according to past me's standards and i take pride in that actually. dark fiction fucking rocks and "problematic" writers have been some of the coolest, smartest, kindest people i've ever met. i think jasper circa 2019 would have keeled over if he knew i'd be saying this eventually, but—barring a few very specific examples, you can separate fiction from reality, actually, and Mr. 25-Follower-Tumblr-Nobody's remrom fanfiction will never have the real-life influence and power that ACTUAL propaganda in mainstream media has. the character growth from delusion to enlightenment on my part was absolutely legendary, pure poetry

man in general i'm so glad limiting my time on this account helped prompt me to grow up a little more. i've been an adult, but getting away from here and into healthier spaces in turn gave me healthier outlooks on life and made me realize that acceptance from self-righteous randos on the internet is absolutely not worth limiting my own creativity and destroying my mental health + confidence over it

past me predicted like the entirety of the pof video and i cannot believe i never fucking talked about it like WHAT that shit is crazy did y'all see that???? i recited some of the EXACT points and situations they brought up in that video i cannot stop thinking about this

anyway sexies i still don't intend to be active in this fandom because i just,. man i don't fixate on it anymore. i still appreciate the posts and will stay up-to-date on all the vids but i think for now i'm staying checked out of the ts sides fandom.

if anyone even sees this (especially if we were friends before!) and u have any desire to reconnect with me i am so down! current biggest interests are kpop (as always), mcyt, and mcu, but i've been in so many goddamn fandoms over my two decades of life that you could talk to me about most things and i'd be able to contribute something.

i actually fully expect this post to lose me followers bc my stance on purity culture has changed so drastically, but i actually think it will be incredibly funny more than anything. if u want a more in-depth explanation on my thoughts, motivations, and moral standings, you can always shoot me a message :*