#and conistency

[dipandpip]

dan really loves adding ph to everything now like on the one hand he knows we love it but on the other hes just. incredibly obsessed with their own brand and i love that for him

[weirdrtvscomments]

this sincerely isn't meant to be rude or anything, but why do you spell people like pepole?

English is my second language and i forget how words are written sometimes. english is really weird and inconsistent

[notelizapancakes]

my gorgina horse ranch girlie

[fiapple]

BREAKING: Canada's Parlimentary Secretary to the Minister of Foreign Affairs, Rob Oliphant, Considering Quitting Over UNRWA Defunding

Further Reading:

Key Liberal MP rips his government's policy on Gaza war in private call with constituent

"As parliamentary secretary to Foreign Affairs Minister Mélanie Joly, Rob Oliphant has the job of explaining and defending Canada's foreign policy in Parliament.

But in his conversation with the constituent, recorded on Feb. 1 without the MP's knowledge, Oliphant was clearly less than keen to defend the government.

Instead, he opened up about his reaction to the genocide allegation brought against Israel at the International Court of Justice (ICJ) in The Hague and Canada's decision to defund the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine Refugees (UNRWA), the main UN agency providing aid to Palestinian refugees.

"My heart falls down in my body. My heart hurts, because the only way to get that aid there is UNRWA.

- Liberal MP Rob Oliphant

He also revealed that he's considered quitting his job as Joly's parliamentary secretary."

Government 'Bungled' UNRWA funding issue, Oliphant says

[monkey-network]

If God made you gay, that is okay.

If God made you trans, that shouldn't mean reprimand.

They made you in their image, nobody but you should recognize that image and figure it out for yourself as you live.

Simple as.

[donghuamuqing]

I need to work on my aot au i havent written in EONS

[shadowheritageposts]

for Shadow and Kurai respectively:

what does it feel to have the consistency of pudding

what does it feel to have the ultimate consistency

It is very odd. I don't think I am a fan.

"Shadow is fluffy! But also really strong..."

[dummerjan]

an idiosyncrasy i see in english subs for so many thai shows is the use if the indefinite article when saying to take care: 'take a good care' i find it so charming and am so curious why that is

[tibllec]

yous are all obsessed with me

[spicymancer]

Thematic conistency is important.

Some superheroes from an OC jam with Jeganzero. One of my favorite parts of superhero settings is how they get to have demons and wizards existing simultaneously with space aliens and cyborgs.

[firerose18991]

About this blog

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I am a college student full time and I also have work and many other commitments in life so I am not the type of person to post consistently. I won't promise any long stories because I get bored of writing certain things fairly easily.

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scat, pedoph!la, race play, incest(INCLUDING STEP SIBLINGS💀), torture/abuse, degradation, daddy kink, mommy kink(def gon add on to this later)

I mostly write for female readers, I'm open to gender neutral writing

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Shows I write for

(it also depends on the character)

BNHA, JJK, AOT, Fire Force, OHSHC, One Piece, One Punch Man, Buddy Daddies

Multi part writing will also be transferred to ao3 (at some point😘)

With that said and done, sit back, relax and enjoy the show.

Masterlist

Return to the roots

[ophelia-writes-stuff]

I love how one day I'll be able to write thousands of words and the next I can hardly write two.

[slut4thebroken]

Jason’s Dirty Secret

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Pairing | Dark pervert!Jason Todd × innocent Batgirl!reader

Summary | When Jason gives in to his urges, they only get worse.

Warnings | Sexual content, 18+, lowkey misogynistic!Jason lol, non con pic taking, non con groping, non con oral, non con use of sleep meds, non con come eating, non con recording, everything in this in non consensual, cause she is unaware lol, adopted siblings, but like... he doesn't think of her that way and neither does she.

Words | 2k

Notes | I don’t even know man. I think I blacked out when I wrote this

Ao3 link | <3

Masterlist

Other innocent!reader fics

He doesn’t know how it happened. But all of a sudden it just quickly grew into a weekly routine, then a daily routine. Sometimes you would go out on patrol on days that he stayed home. So he used that time to go into your room. 

It started out simple, looking through your underwear drawer, every once in a while pocketing one to rub his dick with later. But he quickly became bolder. He’d walk in your room, then pull his pants down below his balls to free his cock and use your panties to wipe the precum beading at the tip, so it would indirectly touch your cunt. Or he’d position your pillow on the edge of the bed and rut against it, like he would if it were you under him. He had to refrain from coming on it though, not wanting it to stain and draw attention. So he settled for just smearing precum on it. 

Sometimes he’d even jack off to completion in your room. He’d go through your laundry hamper to find your panties from the previous day and put them against his face to smell you, then stroke his cock with them before bunching the fabric over the tip and coating them in his come. 

When he eventually was not as easily satisfied from that, he set up a few cameras. He put one in the light, right above your shower, and another in the vent, aimed at your perfectly placed bed, but it also pretty much showed your entire room. Whenever you got back from patrol or finished training, he’d rush up to his room and wait in front of his open laptop, his cock already hard and leaking in his hand. 

He watched you on the screen as you took off your slutty workout clothes and put them in the hamper before making your way to the bathroom. The first time he watched you shower he was completely focused on the sight of your nude body, but the second time he watched was when he got the idea. After you left the apartment, he walked in your room and jacked off the way he normally did, using your pillow or underwear, but stopped when he neared his orgasm. He headed to your bathroom and grabbed your body wash, then opened it and resumed fucking his fist. 

It’s almost like you fucking wanted him to do this since you chose a body wash that was the exact same color and conistancy as his come. So you can’t really blame him. He debated jizzing in your face wash too, but even he’s not that cruel. The next day, he watched you shower, almost immediately coming when you rubbed the body wash over every inch of your skin. 

He doesn’t even know how this idea came to him, maybe in a dream, but he wanted to do more with his come. The first time it was easy. Alfred made cinnamon rolls the day before and you took some home, so he decided to be a nice big bother and bring you one for dessert while you were studying. He stopped by his room and it didn’t take him long to come while he thought of what he was about to do. 

“Come in.” You muttered when he knocked on the door. He walked in, closing the door behind him, and you didn’t even glance up from your textbook, chewing on your pen as you read. 

“How’s the studying going?” He asked, taking a seat on the edge of your bed, near you. 

“Terrible. But I feel better now that you’re here.” You said, turning to him with a wide smile on your face. 

“I thought you could use a dessert break.” He returned your smile and held the plate out to you. 

“Oh that looks amazing.” You said, taking it from him and immediately digging in. The first bite you had no reaction, other than an exaggerated vulgar moan that made his cock twitch, but the second bite, you paused and furrowed your brows. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked, jeans becoming painfully tight. 

“I don’t know, it just- it tastes a little funny.” You said, trying another bite. 

“Maybe Alfred messed up something this time. Do you want me to get you something else?”

“No- no, it’s okay.” He knew you would say that. “It’s not… bad. It’s just different I guess. More salty?” 

“Are you sure? I don’t mind.”

“I’m sure.” You gave him a small smile and continued eating, making small talk that he couldn’t focus on as he watched. Somehow this was hotter than the idea of you swallowing his come after he fucked your throat. Maybe because you were unaware. 

Maybe, he thought with a scoff. More like definitely.

The next time he put it in your tea. He already knew exactly how you take your tea so he just added the milk and extra sugar to balance out the saltiness, then stopped by his room, making sure to hurry so it didn’t get cold. 

You were studying again when he opened your door. You gratefully took the tea and started complaining about an upcoming test you had, but he wasn’t listening. He couldn’t. Not when you took a sip, then immediately started chugging it. 

“This tastes so good, what’d you do?” You asked, barely pulling away from the cup to speak. 

“Nothing special.” He shrugged. “I made it how I always do.” You bought it and continued drinking until the mug was less than half full. “You like it?” He asked, cock throbbing. 

“I love it. Thank you, Jay, this was just what I needed.” You smiled, setting down the mug to get up and give him a hug. You pressed your body against his, making his hips flinch forward, but if you noticed, you didn’t say anything. 

“You’re welcome, princess. You ever want more, I’ll happily make it again for you.” He tried to hide his smirk with a smile as pulled back. 

The first time he put it in your tea, he stupidly brought a spoon to mix it. The second time though, he decided to forgo the spoon all together. He came in the drink, then without giving it another thought, used his own dick to stir it. It was weird at first, especially because he was still hard, but he did it, then watched the way you gulped it down, letting out a low, satisfied moan at the taste. Was putting his dick in tea with milk and sugar a bad idea? Maybe… But any and all consequences would be worth it. 

It became an obsession, trying to put it in anything he could, and you never once questioned why some of the food he made tasted weird. When that wasn’t enough anymore, he came up with more ideas. 

You’d started taking this pill to help you sleep, only on school nights though so you’d be able to get a full eight hours, and he knew he couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. The first time he came into your room while you were sleeping, he was cautious- never moving too suddenly or making any noise. He didn’t want to take too much of a risk so he just lifted your shirt up enough to show your tits, then fucked his fist, making sure to come in his hand. 

The second time though, he decided to be a little more bold. He was still trying not to make any sudden movements and he said your name throughout it to make sure you were still asleep, but he lifted your shirt and pulled the blankets down so he could see your panties and bare tits. This time he came on your chest, then grabbed your underwear from the laundry basket to wipe it away. As he was doing that though, you stirred, making him freeze. He waited a few seconds after you stilled again to finish wiping your chest. 

He knew he had to make sure you’d stay completely knocked out so he decided to take matters into his own hands. Along with his come, he put something in your tea that should keep you dead asleep for a few hours. You drank it eagerly, moaning at the taste, making his cock throb. When your eyes started to grow heavy, he waited only a few more seconds before lifting you and carrying you to your bed. If you asked, he’d say you fell asleep and he just wanted to make sure you’d be comfortable. That’s why he changed your clothes too. Once you were completely bare on top of the sheets, he groped your tits, paying extra attention to your nipples as they hardened easily, making him smirk. 

Suddenly moving away from you, he took his clothes off impatiently, then kneeled over your torso. He let his dick rest on your sternum, then pushed your tits together and started fucking them. You didn’t even stir, you just stayed completely still. When precum started beading at the tip, he released your breasts to grab his cock, then wiped his arousal over your lips. As he stared at your pink and now shiny lips, an idea formed. 

He gently plugged your nose and you just barely shifted before you instinctively opened your mouth letting him slide in as he released your nose. He fucked your mouth slowly, trying not to go too deep. He wasn’t sure if your gag reflex would work the same while you were unconscious and he didn’t want to risk you throwing up on his cock. 

He neared his orgasm much sooner than he would’ve liked and he let himself come in your mouth with a low groan. You let out a muffled sound, only moving a tiny bit underneath him. When he pulled back, your head lulled to the side and his come started flowing out of your mouth onto your pillow, but he paid no mind to it. It’ll dry before you wake up. 

He got up and grabbed your underwear, putting it back on, making a mental note to start with that next time. When he picked up your pajama shirt, he debated just leaving you bare but that would make you suspicious so he did his best to put it on you without getting any of his come on his hands. When he did though, he just wiped it off on your cheek. 

“Jay?” You mumbled, yawning and rubbing your eyes as you walked into the living room a few hours later. 

“Hey, princess. You passed out on me, what happened?” 

“I dunno, I just got so tired. Did you carry me to my bed?” You asked, sitting next to him on the couch. 

“Yeah. And I changed you into your pjs so you wouldn’t have to sleep in your jeans.” 

“Oh.” You looked down at your body, seemingly just now noticing what you were wearing. “Thanks, Jay.” You said, hugging his arm and leaning your head on your shoulder. 

He could only wait two days before he had to do it again. You drank his come and the drug, then fell asleep on the couch, letting him carry you to your room. He made quick work of undressing you, then opened your legs and sat between them, not even bothering to do anything other than unzip his pants. Despite his eagerness, he wanted the first time he touched you to be something you remember, so he fucked his fist, gaze trailing all over your body. 

He came with a moan, painting your cunt with his seed and letting himself rest for only a moment before grabbing your underwear and putting it back on, keeping his come in place. It soaked through the fabric relatively quickly, so he grabbed his phone from his pocket and took a picture, making sure to get your tits in the frame too. He pocketed the device and righted his clothes before getting up to put your shirt back on, already thinking of what he was going to do next. 

[haphazardlyannotated]

Steven Universe told from the perspective of other characters

Garnet: A story of gay empowerment from start to finish. As a book it would be titled either Made of Love or Stronger Than You and feature Garnet's gauntlets with her wedding rings on them as cover art.

Amethyst: A seemingly wacky coming of age story that drops the most heartfelt moments when your guard is down. The cover resembles kids' detective stories, the kind where the whole gang is looking around for clues to the mystery.

Pearl: Everything up to Rose's death is an ancient literary classic titled The Ballad of Rose Quartz, illustrated with intricate inkbrush paintings. Steven Universe season one to three is the kind of introspective life after tragedy novel you pick up to look sophisticated reading. It's probably titled Without Her or something similiar. I don't have a title for season four and onwards, but the blurb is "it's not easy to manage twenty girlfriends, two life partners, a son and a dark past at the same time!" It's much more lighthearted than the previous two, but still prone to punching you in the emotions with little warning.

Connie: A magical adventure series just like the Unfamiliar Familiar! It centers Steven the magical boy with his best friend and eventual love interest Connie as the female lead. The tone gets a little darker after the first book/season, but less so than the original Steven Universe (let alone Steven Universe Future).

Greg: First a coming of age story, but unlike Amethyst this one is about breaking away from toxic people in your life. This story gets its happy ending when Greg finally finds someone he can be himself with in Rose. The time until Rose's death is a romantic comedy titled My Girlfriend, her Girlfriend and Me and conists mostly of shenanigans. After Rose's death and Steven's birth, it turns into something more bittersweet centering Greg's worries about being an adequate father to his magical son.

Peridot: It's titled How I learned to stop worrying and join the Rebellion and is easily the most lighthearted installment here. Our dorky protagonist is very obviously a somewhat unreliable narrator, but in a funny way. She encounters a few struggles, but they are quickly overcome with the power of friendship.

Lapis: This is just multiple whump fics. They're in a collection titled Bad Things Happen Roulette. Steven Universe the Movie is a pretty standard fantasy adventure with a group of powerful heroes though, and Steven Universe Future is the fluff fic with a smidge of angst you'd read as a pick me up after Bad Things Happen Roulette.

Bismuth: The war is a good vs evil sci-fi story with lots of social commentary. The Diamonds are definitely irredeemable here. I don't know what to do with the few episodes of the original Steven Universe she was in, but the movie is an empowerment narrative against systemic oppression titled Still Standing, or something in that style. Steven Universe Future however is a romantic comedy.

Rose: This is just a straight (well, bi) up tragedy. Our protagonist desperately tries to recover from her childhood trauma and be a good person, but is ultimately unable to escape the prison of her own mind. The book wins several literature prizes, but very few people actually read it because it's just too depressing.

[coraniaid]

I do think it's noteworthy that pretty much every woman over thirty who appears on Buffy is potrayed as either wilfully clueless to the point of being unable to accept the reality of the supernatural world they live in (Joyce, Sheila Rosenberg, Olivia, Dawn's social worker Ms Kroeger) or actively hostile to the happiness and well-being of the show's protagonists (Joyce again, Catherine Madison, Jenny Calendar, Gwendolyn Post, Sheila again, Maggie Walsh, Ms. Kroeger again).

But I don't think the interesting takeaway is "oh, Joyce Summers is [metaphorically] homophobic" or "Willow's mother is abusive". Apart from anything else, these people don't actually exist. (They're also not written in such a way that it's credible to pretend they have any conistent character traits, positive or negative.) Rather, the thing that jumps out at me here is the fact that the collective Buffy writers really don't like or respect middle-aged women even a little bit.

(Yes, technically Anya is also well over thirty as well -- about a thousand years over thirty, in fact -- but the show never, ever takes that idea, or Anya herself, even remotely seriously. When Anya first reappears in the show as a teenage human in Doppelgangland she describes herself as a "child", and as far as the writers are concerned that's what she is for the rest of the show's run. It is perhaps worth noting, as well, that Anya is killed off within a couple of months of her actor actually turning thirty.)

To be fair, we are eventually introduced to two (allegedly) powerful and important groups of women who understand the supernatural world, act as a force for good and even have a significant impact on the plot. These are:

the Guardians, an ancient and venerable secret society who very, very obviously did not exist in the show before the episode they are introduced in (and whose last surviving member appears in one scene, coincidentally in the same town as the current Slayer despite not even knowing her name or having shown any sign of caring her about at all, before being summarily murdered by the show's worst and most boring villain); and

the Devon coven of witches, who are described by Willow as "the most amazing women [she's] ever met" and who spend months teaching her how to use magic safely and who do not appear on screen even once; any role they might have had on screen being acted out by proxy by Rupert Giles (middle-aged men, you see, are allowed to be real people both sympathetic and aware of magic and appear on your television screen)

So I don't think either of these groups particularly changes my point.

[lailoken]

Greetings again!

I was also wondering if you had of know of any reliable resources on bone reddening/blackening/ enlivening? I know I ran across something like this a few years ago on another Tumblr, but I think it has since been deactivated.

Also, is submitting something to your inbox the same as submitting an ask? I find if I use the inbox on my desktop, I cannot make separate paragraphs and I have a character limit.

Thank you once more for your time!

~T

The Ritual Staining of bones is actually far less codified and clear as a traditional practice than many people like to make it out to be. However, in essence, it serves as a way for a practitioner to Empower, Enliven, and Enhallow bones for ritual use.

When it comes to Ceremonial Reddening, much of the practice comes down to the color's association with blood, which, itself, is a physical and symbolic link to Life Force. As such, it aids a practitioner in visualizing and ratifying the suffusion of Life Force into the Bones. This is generally done as a way to rouse the spirit of the animal still tied to those bones—often for the purpose of establishing a link with said spirit.

While these practices are, indeed, looser than many imply, one fairly conistent aspect of Reddening the Bones is the use of Ochre. In fact, humans have been using Ochre to ritually adorn bones for millenia. I do believe that part of the reason for this has to do with what I said about the color red and its cultural associations, however, I also believe that the true key behind the power of Reddening the Bones lies with the ferrous content of the Ochre. For an array of reasons, I believe Iron to be one of the most magically active materials in the world—being nearly unmatched in its ability to absorb, store, and redirect magic—which is part of why it holds such a meaningful place in a variety of occult belief systems. Accordingly, I believe that the Iron content of Ochre is one of the prime reasons that Reddening the Bones can serve as such a powerful rite of Necromantic stirring. Other common materials used in Reddening include Blood (for obvious reasons,) and Wine (for its associations with blood,) though even these are generally used in addition to Ochre.

As for Bone Blackening, I'm not particularly familiar with it, and I'm under the impression that it's less based in actual tradition. It may even have arisen as a modern response to Bone Reddening, though I can't really say.