#assume someone is automatically copying you

[gatheredfates]

On the Topic of Plagiarism:

I decided to make my own post rather that co-oping @thefreelanceangel's because, despite having her full and enthusiastic permission to do so, what I'm talking about is somewhat adjacent to her point and entirely inspired BY the fact she tagged @riftdancing—particularly Blink—and I wanted to demonstrate examples of incidence were coincidence and consent do not immediately equate to plagiarism; it's ultimately about intent, and you do not need to tear yourself up on the inside if you find someone with a similar idea to yours, provided neither of you have gone out of your way to copy each other.

First, please meet the troops:

On the left is Miss Koret Swan. On the right is Miss Blink Vaniro. As I so delicately summed up:

It would be easy to surmise, based on this alone, that one of us copied the other person. However, both of these are old characters, written in a time and space where neither of us knew each other, and the similarities have always been a cause for laughter and playful teasing rather than competition and spite. I made Koret in WoW as a sister to a wolf and lamb concept, and Pepper made Blink as a character to an overarching D&D campaign set in a sci-fi universe.

What I'm trying to say is that, whilst plagiarism is absolutely a bad thing, as someone with anxiety over this sort of thing, you do not need a wholly 100% original idea in order to write and roleplay publicly, and many ideas share overt similarities to others that deviate the moment you peel back the veneer.

Koret and Blink are both 'pirates'. Koret is a privateer (said with all the sarcasm a privateer entails; a pirate with the proper papers) and Blink is a sky pirate. All of Kor's theming is around the ocean, particularly the deep ocean, and Blink's is all about the sky and the freedom it gives. But they both have wolf motifs. Kor has had a sister, Blink has had a brother.

What makes these characters different is the way that we explore them and how these broad ideas become niche based on the concepts we want to expand on as writers. What makes them different is that neither was written despite (or even in spite) of the other, nor did one of us look at the other and go 'oh, i want to do x with y because i think it'll be better'.

There are dozens of femme fatal concepts out there. There are heaps of bad-ass men. If I had a dollar for every knight character that was in xiv alone, I'd still be a rich woman. Hell, I know for a fact that my star-gazing viera is certainly not the first of her kind, nor will she be the last. I can coexist in spaces with people who have these similar concepts because I know there's enough deviation between those characters, as I have spent the time cultivating a niche story for mine where broad concepts are more set-dressing than the actual meat and potatoes of the character.

If you have the ick about someone copying you, especially if you have a negative history with them or the person is being weird, you're probably right on the money. I have had characters of mine blatantly ripped off for the former. But this is more for the reassurance of people who are like 'I don't want a pink-themed miqo'te because I know one already exists' or 'I don't want to play with a spore druid concept because I know one exists' (i'm using my own miqo'te here as an example, LMAO). You can have a primadonna, pink miqo'te who lives in Ishgard and is clawing her way to the tippy top of the high houses and I wouldn't stress because my primadonna, pink miqo'te is currently knee-deep in a bog because she heard she can find peat mummies there. They're not the same. They share similarities, but they're not the same.

Write it because you think it's fun. Not because you've seen x's concept be popular and you want a slice of it. Not because you want a ship similar to y's and you're going to gush about how much you love it and try to mosey in with a knock-off (no, this has never happened to me, what do you mean?). You're not going to have the same amount of fun!! It won't be the same!!

But also, at the same time, don't rob yourself of an opportunity to play with a concept because someone else is already doing it, especially if it's just a trope. People can tell the difference and they will embrace it if you're earnest.

You may even find someone like I found Pepper. We laughed at it. Then we made an AU and shipped them. They're kissing. They are stabbing. They are kissing and stabbing each other.

[aakeysmash]

Tell me you love me

Pairing: f!reader x Sukuna Ryomen.

Word count: 2512.

Warnings: ANGSTTTTTT. An attempt at it at least lmao, let me know if I did a good job with it. A bit suggestive in the middle. Cursing. Mentions of cheating (mentions!!! No cheating in this house).

People often say that Sukuna would be obsessed with the reader/oc, but I think a relationship with him would be the hardest thing ever.

He doesn’t get the concept of being in love: at the start of your relationship he found out you were more tolerable than anyone else, he assumed that meant he liked being around you and went along with it. Of course he fell in love in the long run, but for him it’s embarrassing to admit it. He barely even said it when you asked him why he wanted you to move in with him.

It’s not like he isn’t obsessed with you: he’s obsessed with the way you just seem to get him, with the way you smile when he comes home from a long day at work, with the utmost kindness you treat people around you with and that he lacks completely. He’s mesmerised by you, by the curve of your hips, the brightness of your eyes, the softness of your hands on his body.

He doesn’t show it, though.

He’s used to being rough and redeems emotions as futile. Like he already said to you in a couple of your arguments, if you get him you get him, if not, he’s not explaining himself. Everything he does is thought of and automatically right, so why would he give you explanations?

But sometimes in relationships you need communication. He doesn’t see how intense it is to be next to someone who acts like he doesn’t care about what you want to share in your daily life. And again, he does care: if he could, he’d make a copy of you yapping and just listen to it on repeat while working. He loves how passionate you sound while talking about your hobbies, he finds the little tilt to your voice when you search for his approval adorable. He doesn’t see how difficult it is to be with him because he’s only been with you, and you’re so good at communicating and making him feel heard he doesn’t notice he’s not reciprocating your efforts.

And that means that he’s never the one who wants to resolve misunderstandings, because he thinks they don’t really exist. You were upset about your dish not coming out the way it was supposed to and instead of reassuring you it was still edible he straight up said it looked horrible and walked away? He’s not sorry. He spoke his mind, did he not? And why would you be sad about the truth?

You’re not weak, and you’re not shy either. Kind people are not necessarily stupid, and you’re living proof of that. He’d never be in a relationship with a weakling who doesn’t know how to raise her voice and stand her ground. You’re fierce in your own way, and you know how to manage his stubbornness 90% of the time. You don’t like being disrespected or ignored, and you made sure to talk his ear off whenever he did it. Not like he purposefully did it, anyway.

But as a person who understands emotions and feels emotions, sometimes being with him frustrates you. And it comes to a point where you debate on keeping being next to him or leaving him for good.

He’s not the only one who has hard days, but when both of you have one, the silence inside your house is deafening. You’re the one who usually starts up conversations, but your mind is occupied with other things. You’ve barely touched your food.

“What’s got your panties in a twist?” He scoffs at dinner. He doesn’t like you frowning, it wrecks his heart. It makes him want to destroy the face of whoever took the smile he lives for off your face.

You sigh. “You know how my parents said they were coming to visit us next month? Well-”

He’s silent. Fuck, when did she say this? He thinks. Probably one of those days where the thought of your thighs suffocating him all night plagued his mind last week. Fuck, he’d take a bite of them right now if you let him. Maybe he could suggest it. It could take his mind off of his own shitty day.

“Are you even listening to me?” You say sternly. He notices you kept on talking while his mind wandered, but he disregards it.

“Wanna fuck?” He asks instead.

You’re baffled. “Sukuna, what the fuck?”

“Damn, you could’ve just said no, brat,” he says rolling his eyes.

You get offended. “Don’t fucking ask me what’s wrong if you’re not going to listen to me.”

“Yeah yeah, you were probably going to talk about how worried you are and shit. I don’t care about that. If you don’t want to get my dick wet I’m going to rub one out,” he says waving his hand in front of your face and standing up from his chair.

You huff out a sarcastic laugh. “Are you serious?”

“Would you prefer me to find someone else to do it for me?” He bites, snapping his head toward you.

He sees you widening your eyes. If there’s a thing you don’t tolerate is cheating, or jokes about it. He knows it. He knows it, dammit. You’re fuming.

“You’re an asshole. Fuck you. I’m sleeping at Nobara’s,” you spit at him, grabbing the purse you left on the side of the table and rushing out the door, slamming it.

When he’s left alone in your shared living room, he keeps on looking at your front door. The silence is making his head hurt, the only thing he’s hearing is the sound of the door slamming. Did he overstep? Nah, you were probably overreacting. He shrugs and finally moves from his spot, going to put his dish in the sink. He leaves yours on the table, because maybe you’ll be hungry when you come home. You usually are after an argument. You’ll come back after a couple of hours saying you didn’t want to worry him too much, you’ll sigh saying this can’t keep on happening and that you’re tired of arguing, then he’ll hug you and everything will be alright. Just like it always is. You’ve never left like this, though.

He ruffles his hair; he’s angry at everything and everyone. You should’ve got that he’s the one overreacting, why didn’t you get him like usual? Why aren’t you still back after 3 hours? He hates feeling angry. He hates feeling tired. He hates feeling in general. Most importantly, he hates that the hands in his hair are his and not yours. He hates the way right now he’s craving your soft voice reassuring him in his ear, your sweet words covering him like a blanket; his head on your chest listening to your heartbeat while lying on your couch, reminding you that you’re there. You’ve always been there. There’s no one else for him, there’s never going to be one. He’d never cheat, you’re so stupid for getting angry about it. Why did you get so mad about it? Suddenly, he’s thinking about random stuff you said that he ingrained in his head.

I love you too, Sukuna. I’ll wait for you to tell me that without me forcing it out, mh? I’ll move in with you, sure, if you ask me so that nicely.

You picked this book because it reminded you of me? Thank you, baby. I love it. Both the book and the fact you thought of me.

Can you stop messing up my sock drawer? No, I did not hide your cigarettes there. But please stop smoking, I love when you taste like my lip gloss and not that disgusting shit you inhale. Give me a kiss so I can prove it to you. I’ll take your breath away way better than tobacco.

He smirks while on the couch, alone. You’re so cute. He wants to bottle up your laugh. Why aren’t you back still? His mind doesn’t stop, though.

You hurt me, Sukuna. Why can’t you notice?

I feel like you don’t care about me.

If I hadn't come to you, would you have come to me? Or would you just have ignored this whole argument and acted like nothing happened?

Am I just filling up a random space you leave open for a significant other or am I the significant other that’s capable of filling that void?

That night he dreams of you. The way you glared at him asking him if he was serious, almost like a warning before you lashed out. He dreams of the hurt that flashed in your eyes when he spewed nonsense. And when he wakes up, you’re still not back. Your unfinished plate is still on the kitchen table.

But he’s prideful, that’s why you’re the one that’s always trying to resolve arguments. Yes, you’ll come back. He’s sure of it. You always came back during the 3 years you've been together.

A week passes by and he's going crazy. You haven't contacted him at all, and he didn't text first. He lies to himself saying it's because he's leaving you some space, but the truth is that he's scared. What is he even supposed to say? Hey, I'm sorry, I miss you, please come home? That's pathetic. He's taking a shower when suddenly his phone rings. His heart skips a beat and he rushes out to check if it's you. Please, let it be you.

Instead it's Yuji, his brother.

Yuji: Hey, what happened with y/n? She asked me to come get some of her things for her. Is she sick?

Sukuna frowns. Then he realizes that- you're going to move out. You're going to break up with him.

He goes into panic mode. He never thought about the possibility of you leaving him. He thought you would come back, like you always do. Why would you leave him? Is it because you finally realized that you're better off with someone who knows how to express their feelings for you? Did you get tired of him? Have you already found someone else?

He finds himself knocking on Nobara's door in the next ten minutes. He ran, he's sweating and it's starting to rain. He's out of breath, and he gets his hands on his knees while he waits for you to open the door. He's not ready to let you go. He can't even fathom a life where he doesn't wake up to you trying to get warm between his arms, without you nagging him while watching a film together, without helping you bake cookies while laughing with each other. Without not being able to talk from how in love he is while looking into your eyes. And he knows that if you leave him he's never going to be able to live in his own house ever again, or walk down the street you always do together, or go grocery shopping and not thinking about you while looking at vegetables. You always said you liked vegetables and he always lied about liking them just to see you excited about cooking them together.

"Yuji, I didn't think you'd be this fas- oh," you open the door and your face falls when you see it's Sukuna. He snaps his gaze toward your face when he hears your voice. He missed it so much. You're so beautiful. He missed all of you. So much.

Neither of you move, you just keep staring at each other. This time, he knows he's going to have to talk first. For the first time, he realizes how hard it actually is to confront someone first. Do you feel like this every time?

"Come home," he says. "Please," he adds.

You look sad. "I don't think I'm going to, Sukuna. It's been more than a week and you didn't even reach out to say... I don't even know what. I know you don't say sorry. You never do."

Your words feel like knives. From where you're standing you're taller than him, and he has to look up to look at you. It's like he's in front of the pearly gates of heaven and an angel is making him confess all the wrong things he did, except in this scenario you're the angel and the things he did are just what he thinks about all of this. About you in general.

And you're right, he doesn't usually say sorry. The words get stuck in his throat and he just gapes up at you, still catching his breath. Pathetic.

You sigh, then go to close the door. You don't look at him anymore and he feels like he can't breathe, and not because of the run.

"I'll come get my things next week. Go home, you'll get wet," you say. And your voice is clear, you're not mumbling, you must have thought about this. He sees how hard you're clenching your jaw to appear resolute, your nails hurting your palms from how hard you're closing your hands. But you still manage to worry about him, worry about him possibly catching a cold from the rain. And he loves you. Fuck, he loves you so much.

"Wait," he manages to say. You look at him with longing. With sorrow.

And he feels like he's crying to the angel in his afterlife when he opens his mouth again, thorns in his throat getting tighter, suffocating him. But he doesn't cry here, in front of you, even if maybe you'd like it. You'd probably say that you appreciate him showing emotions, maybe tease him for it, but you'd like it. He'd kiss you while you're still laughing, saying you're stupid, and you'd continue laughing.

"I love you," he rasps out. The words feel so unfamiliar to his tongue, but so familiar to his ears. You always tell him you love him. "I'm sorry for being a shithead. Please don't leave me. I promise you I'll get better at this communication shit," he begs.

You still don't move, but he sees you getting softer.

"Go home, Sukuna. We'll talk about it when it's not raining," you utter.

"No, I don't fucking want to," he snaps. You're startled, and he cringes. He's really not used to all of this. He doesn't like scaring you.

"Fuck, I meant to say I want to get over it right now. I didn't want to scare you. I want you back, Y/N. Please, have me back. I'll get better for real," he says while getting progressively closer to you.

"You promise?" You ask, now shorter than him. You're a step of distance from each other.

"I promise, baby. I'll make you the happiest girl to ever exist," he tells you, looking at you intensely.

"Start by saying you love me again," you mumble, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his chest. He engulfs you in his own arms, inhaling the smell of your shampoo, then snorts.

"Sure. I'm in love with you, brat."

Being in a relationship with Sukuna is hard, but he loves you easily.

[olderthannetfic]

It's interesting to find out some people think you're anti-lesbian/anti-bi women if you don't write f/f smut. As a cishet dude, I get called fetishizing for shipping two women or two girls, even if all I reblog is art of them holding hands or kissing. I can't imagine the response if I wrote smut for them. I've been told I objectify women and use them like mental fleshlights for saying I don't ship something but I 100% see why people do.

While the ultimate reason I don't write f/f smut is that I, lacking those parts of biology that come up in f/f smut, fear I'm going to write the worst, least sexy and least believable trash imaginable, I'm not going to lie. The "the EVIL man has infiltrated our sacred womening space!" reception in f/f spaces is why I don't write more f/f fic, and I say that as someone whose work is (I did the math) 43.7% f/f. So even if I was perfectly confident writing for anatomy I don't have - yaoi writers, teach me your secrets - I think the exhaustion I have with the backlash would make me hesitate.

Also it is very funny to me that you refer to your cishet dude readers as unicorns. We're here, we're just not complaining in your inbox as much because fandom doesn't suck as much for us. (In some aspects. Some suckitude, like ship wars, no one escapes from.)

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The secret of BL writers is that we don't care if cis men find the porn realistic, only if our readers, whomever they may be, find it hot.

Honestly, if you even know what the clitoris is and more or less where it's located, you will already be doing better than the vast majority of porn written by cis dudes. Hahaha. (The things I read on the internet as a teen! My god! That South Park movie was right!)

People who wish to be enormous jackasses will do so no matter what you do. It's not worth worrying about how to placate them.

But if the objective is mainly blending in, that's about writing skill and copying the voice of a particular art movement and community. I assume not everyone writing about ball smell on Nifty is a cis gay guy and not everyone failing to find the clitoris on Literotica is a cis straight guy, but boy do those spaces have a distinct and pervasive style. I don't read enough AO3y f/f to know all the quirks, but I'm sure they're there.

Cis gay dudes who want to sell m/m books to the "M/M Romance" or BL audience have to learn the style that sells. Having the parts and real world experience doesn't automatically make you know how to write a romance novel or wuxia plus fucking or whatever.

We like to wring our hands about identities around here, but when it comes to the art, it's mostly about exactly that: art skills.

...

All that aside, as a 14-year-old, I read a lot of dreadful Nabiki/Shampoo that was extremely obviously by men, but it was pretty hot because it was far less bloodless than the other f/f I found in Ranma fandom.

[amyyythestarry]

Smiling Critters HCs!

( Mostly Dogday and Catnap )

I’ve gotten interested in Poppy playtime, especially with the smiling critters and me and my sister literally just came up with random hcs and scenarios for them if they had a cartoon. So now I’m sharing the ideas.

Catnap always sleeping.

Dogday and Catnap are the main characters of the show, but Dogday is the only one who is actively committing the role.

( Not to be confused with this being a thing where they are acting in the show or anything. Like, they’re literally just in the show. If that makes sense )

Catnap, in every episode, is either sleeping, observing what’s going on and not really participating that much, or not in the picture in that episode. In this is just something with every episode of the series.

He can sleep automatically, just drop to the floor and knock out. So I feel like he’d use that ability to his advantage, to get out of trouble.

Scenario: Miss Delight comes into the critter’s playroom (?) and asks if anyone ate the last of the cookies and milk without permission.

Everyone is confused, because they’re all saying they didn’t do it. So they just assume someone’s lying, and they argue about it.

Catnap’s asleep somewhere in the corner.

He was sleepy before, but he made himself look busy with napping so nobody would suspect he ate the cookies and milk.

2. Copycat ( Literally an episode name me and my sister created. We are the best brainstormers ever ).

Dogday and the rest of the smiling critters are always trying to get Catnap to play with them/participate in what they are doing.

I imagine Catnap as one of those characters in cartoons that are semi-nonverbal, and just aloof, definitely. So he doesn’t speak much. He can, just doesn’t.

This is an early episode, apart of S1 or something, when they still haven’t heard Catnap say much of anything to them. Sure he plays with them sometimes, but the instances are little to nothing.

They’re in a park for recess, the smiling critters are just playing around with each other and everything. Catnap is in a tree trying to sleep.

And like in literally every episode/day, Dogday notices that Catnap isn’t hanging out with them, so he and his friends goes up to the tree and calls for him.

They all keep calling Catnap’s name, trying to get him to join their game of tag. And little do they know Catnap is kind of tired of their sh** and noisy pestering.

“Hey Catnap, come down and play tag with us!” - Dogday.

Catnap finally turns around to acknowledge the critters, looking down at them from the tree.

“Hey Catnap, come down and play tag with us.”

He purposely mimics what Dogday says.

And Day just replies with a small ‘what?’.

The critters all look at each other, swearing they just heard Nap speak.

“What did you say, Catnap?” - Kickin Chicken.

“What did you say, Catnap?”

Now the critters are actually shocked.

“Catnap, did you just speak?!” - Bobby Bearhug.

”Catnap, did you just speak?!”

He does this enough times to confuse everyone now. And then they actually start to get weirded out and they call Miss Delight.

”Miss Delight, Catnap is acting strange!”

Then Nap walks in suddenly, staring at all of them ( Kind of creepily ), as he says,

“Miss Delight, Catnap is acting strange.”

This continues for the whole episode. Just him copying what his friends say. But ONLY if it mentions his name. Because he’s tired of them always calling his name anyway.

I don’t know how the ep might end, but the smiling critters still bother Nap after the episode his over, and as he has already stopped with the copycat game. That is also deemed as the first time in the show that Catnap has spoken. Not the last, obviously, he continues to talk whenever he needs to, but it’s still kind of seldom.

3. Dogday’s allergies.

Dogs can’t eat a lot of things, so I think Day would not be allowed to eat a lot of things like a realistic dog.

It’s an episode where the critters are enjoying themselves during a picnic, Delight isn’t really around because it’s not a school day.

Picky Piggy offers some cookies to everyone that she made herself, and everyone takes one. Except for Dogday.

His excuse is that he oddly always feels sick whenever he eats chocolate chip cookies specifically, so he doesn’t try to eat cookies much.

Picky just pulls out another cookie flavor, oatmeal chocolate chip, and gives it to Day.

Day takes it, thinking that since this isn’t chocolate chip, it wouldn’t make him feel sick!

After eating two of those cookies, he does in fact feel sick. His stomach hurts and his bones exhaust.

Miss Delight makes him feel better with some special stomachache medicine or something.

All of the critters are confused and curious about this, so they try giving Day other cookies because they think not being able to eat cookies is just devastating.

So the whole episode they all make Day taste different cookies, to see which ones make him sick and which ones don’t. Not like an experiment, just to figure out why can’t he eat cookies like the rest of them.

At the near end, Day feels terrible, and they all go to Delight this time, enlightening her about the cookie problem.

And it instantly clicks to Delight once the children tell her what kind of cookies they’ve been giving to Dogday. M&M, double chocolate, cocoa confetti, and even red velvet cookies.

“Children…. You know, dog’s can’t eat chocolate, right?” - Delight.

They all did, in fact, not know that. Miss Delight tells them about it, and they finally understand why Dogday keeps feeling sick when eating cookies.

By the time Day’s also came to the realization, he vomits, the episode ends.

The next one is probably about Day’s friends taking care of him because he’s sick.

Which leads to my next hc anyways.

4. The conclusion of Dogday that Catnap doesn’t like him.

The reason why Dogday thinks that Catnap doesn’t like him, is because it somehow always seems like Nap is trying to kill him.

One of the instances, he’s always giving Day things he can’t eat.

Literally right after the cookie accident, only two days later, and Catnap gives him a treat of chocolate chip cookies. And milk. Both things Day cannot eat.

Scenario: The smiling critters are having breakfast together, in Miss Delight’s house as she makes them pancakes, eggs, bacon accompanying with vegetables and fruits of their choice.

Nap is sitting next to Day. He has pancakes and purple grapes, he loves grapes. Day has bacon and blueberries, giving that he’s not allowed to eat pancakes ( Diary ) and blueberries being his favorite.

Nap decides to be nice, and give Day some of his food, since he heard from Delight that sharing is caring.

He gives Dogday a grape to show kindness.

And Day only looks at the grape kind of confused. He asked why Nap would give this to him, and Nap doesn’t answer.

So Day just gently placed the grape back on Nap’s plate, telling him ‘no thank you’.

Then a minute passes, Dogday looks over at one of his friends for a bit of a second, and turns back at his plate to get another blueberry.

He sees a blueberry bigger than the others that wasn’t there before. It’s actually purple and not blue.

And oh. It’s a grape.

He turns to Catnap, and sees that the cat is only happily eating his pancakes and grapes. But still gives the fruit back to Nap.

“Sorry, bud, I can’t eat this..”

Catnap looks at him, and doesn’t say anything.

Dogday still side glances at Nap for a little while, to see if he’d do anything. Nap doesn’t do anything. He looks back at his plate. And is utterly bewildered on why all of his five blueberries are gone and why they’re now five purple grapes.

He swears Catnap did not move.

He doesn’t know that Catnap just used his long tail to put the grapes there.

Now he can feel Nap’s eyes on him, and knows he’s expecting him to eat the grapes, so he’s a little nervous.

Day doesn’t eat the grapes, and just tells Miss Delight that Nap keeps trying to get him to eat grapes.

Also, after the cookie accident, Miss Delight thought it was good to teach the kids about what their kinds ( Their animal kinds ) can and cannot eats especially dogs like Day.

Catnap was not listening the whole lecture, so he really has no clue why Day didn’t take his grapes.

I’m gonna make a PT 2!

[myfanfic-urfantrash]

What happens during their(yes their) pregnancy announcement...part 1 of????

Cw: pregnancy, vomiting

Based off this series of posts.

A/N: Follow up crack/not for the original cracks :V

Dunno if I will make more but I just wanted to write these.

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Diluc

When Diluc announces one day to his staff at the Dawn Winery that he is with child they automatically assume that you've finally decided to have children and congratulate you both. But when someone asks who will be the one carrying and Diluc begins to flush muttering out a strained "Me." all hell breaks loose.

Adelinde starts fussing over him while the rest panic wondering if he's drunk the very alcohol he makes and what would cause him to do that. It takes you cheerfully explaining that through divine intervention Diluc is now carrying your child. Now you said that in an effort to calm them which is what should have happened if it weren't for it doing the exact opposite mostly because they know Diluc doesn't exactly lie about these sorts of things.

Moco and Hillie catch a fainted Elzer, while the rest of the staff flounder and lose their minds over the entire situation. Diluc hides his face in his hands sitting on the couch at Adelinde's insistence that he care for himself and the baby. Someone screeches that they have to contact the church no one able to stop them in time.

No more than an hour later does a tired Jean, amused Kaeya, and a flustered Barbara as well as the one who ran out earlier walk through the door. Diluc groans as Kaeya teases him about the situation not exactly believing him to be pregnant like the panicked employee said but congratulating him anyways.

Jean congratulates him as well but let's him know they brought Barbara to examine him at the insistence of his staff and if only to clear the supposed misunderstanding. But as they all find out during her examination he is anything but joking and that he really and truly is pregnant.

Elzer who had just woken up faints again at the news. Both Kaeya and Jean stare at him wide eyed and he curses their not-so-absent god.. Kaeya pats his shoulder wordlessly congratulating him again before tripping on his feet and joining Elzer on the floor.

Diluc and you share a look.

It could have been much worse.

And it is as you find out days later that now the entire city of Mondstat believes he's having an immaculate conception. Venti cheerfully praises Barbatos for this miracle when he sees him and Diluc has never wanted to strangle him more than he does now.

Kaeya in all of his wisdom believed that the little potion he drank that night wouldn't have gotten him pregnant. But here he is vomiting in a trash bin at work while Albedo takes his vitals and jots down a few notes about his condition and Diluc stares at him like he's biggest fool there is. Jean walks in with Lisa pushing in a cart carrying a set of minty tea and some light snacks.

"You would think drinking a potion that was made to induce pregnancy in yourself you wouldn't be surprised that it did result in pregnancy." Diluc comments and Lisa rubs Kaeya's back as he glares at him. "None of that. I made you some tea it'll help settle your stomach.

Albedo takes the trash can from his hands before handing him a moist towel and a liquid to clean his mouth. Jean passes him a cup of the tea when he's finished freshening up.

"While this whole situation is a bit...odd, we'll stick by you the entire way. Congratulations to both you and your partner." His wonderful partner being you who has taken it upon yourself to perform his duties for the day as he felt unwell. He sighs. Albedo hands him a copy of his notes as well as an empty journal to record his symptoms and progress through his pregnancy.

Lisa hands him a book filled with baby names and as he gets congratulations from his fellow knights he gets a little overwhelmed. He's simultaneously happy but uneasy about it all. Eventually everyone clears out of the room leaving him and Diluc alone. Diluc breaks the silence with a sigh.

"As much as I don't understand what made you do this. You and your partner are more than welcome to spend your pregnancy and more at the winery. And should you need anything at all...you can rely on me to be there."

"Congratulations Kaeya."

[mitigatedchaos]

One snowy night (you find it snowing even in Florida), a wizard approaches you and shows you some of his fantastical wizard powers. He then offers you $10 million to become a Christmas character for 10 years.

Your lawyer, who was drinking Christmas beverages at your house, reads through the contract. He says that the contract seems reasonable, with no obvious loopholes. Once the contract is over, you will return to your original self at the same biological age you were when it started. You may pick a gender variant you like, but the form will obey the same general style (e.g. you may not pick "that guy, but as a handsome Hollywood actor").

Additional Information...

You will receive a flying sled. The sled has a comfortable magical bubble around it which ensures that the air is reasonably still and pressurized. It can fly up to the speed and altitude of a 747, and carry up to 2 tons.

You will be immune to arctic temperatures, although you will still need oxygen, food, and water.

Every year, in the 48 hours before and after Christmas, you may use Christmas time magic to enable you to visit every occupied dwelling, and every child, in the entire world. (Christmas time magic is complicated, and may adjust if people start celebrating Christmas at a different time of year.)

If you have chosen Santa Claus...

The portal to your Christmas village domain is located at the North Pole. Your realm is a stereotypical Christmas village, with all the alpine trappings, located in a mountain valley. Local temperatures are always just below freezing. A full course of holiday food and drink is automatically generated every day, and firewood is replenished automatically.

You possess a magical gift bag from which you may withdraw one toy desired by a child within a 250ft range, per child (up to 18), per year. The item must be generally accepted as a toy (so no guns, tanks, bombs, gold bars, plutonium, etc), although for older children it may be acceptable to generate a gaming PC. The item may be worth no more than $6,000 (anchored at the start of your term as Santa) - if the item would be worth over $6,000, such as a luxury SUV for a teenager, it arrives damaged or aged, until it is only worth $6,000. You may create toys produced by no existing manufacturer, assuming the technology exists for something similar, and are required to do no engineering work. The True Spirit of Christmas prohibits you from deliberately creating dangerous toys. You may not create new video games, movies, or books, although you may copy any of these created throughout human history, even if you don't have access to it. (This excludes classified information, development plans for bombs, corporate records, etc.)

You may create a lump of coal (or charcoal) at will. You may produce one cubic meter of coal, charcoal, firewood, or lumber per minute. It appears gradually in an empty space in front of you and gently floats to the ground, making it difficult to injure someone.

Once per year per individual, you may sense whether an individual is naughty or nice. This is a form of Christmas Magic, and you have little insight into how it classifies people (your lawyer thinks it may be Confucian, but the contract is vague). Whether you give people gifts or coal anyway is up to you.

You may recruit Christmas elves for the remaining duration of your term as Santa Claus. While inside the Christmas village, a contracted elf will become the 4-foot-tall Christmas elf version of themselves, and become healthy, strong, unaging, and immune to disease. They must work 8 hours a day, 5 days a week (religious observances exempt), or they will be automatically ejected from the Christmas village. Christmas elves may use Christmas magic to create toys not desired by any specific child. This takes them 1 minute per $30 of toy value. Your Christmas village automatically supports, with room and board, a population of up to 50,000 elves. It also sports truly massive warehouses for holding toys prior to distribution. You may access any toy stored in this way using your magical gift bag. All Christmas elf contracts expire at the end of your term. Any elves still in your village, as well as their belongings, will be deposited in temporary dwellings in a safe location somewhere in the State of New York. They will continue to have pointed ears afterwards.

You may not give gift cards or cash (Wizard Law prohibits counterfeiting currency). However, you may give digital assets (such as lootboxes or Steam games). You may choose to automatically compensate companies in an account with your realm, from which they may withdraw some amount of toys created by your elves. The associated website is part of the Christmas village's domain, and requires little to no oversight on your part. The toys arrive in cardboard boxes 7-10 business days after they are requested.

You may legally eat any cookies and milk you find, at any time. These count as complete nutrition for you. No matter how much you attempt to diet, you will find that you cannot lose your holly jolly weight.

You may create ordinary Christmas decorations, such as garlands, at will. The decorations created in this way are generally made out of wood, paint, pine, twine, and so on.

When using Christmas time magic to visit the children of the world, you may enter buildings using a form of magical projection. This allows you to leave gifts, eat cookies, and so on, but you aren't able to steal items and bring them back with you from inside locked or closed buildings.

If you have chosen the Grinch...

Your domain is a very large cave located in the largest mountain on your continent. It is reasonably well-lit, ventilated, and habitable. There is an unlimited supply of awful, smelly food and water. Somehow, this food seems strangely appetizing, but other people will recoil at the scent.

You possess a magical theft bag that helps you to steal Christmas. Items so stolen are transported to parts of your cave, where they are heaped into large piles. You may steal Christmas-themed items such as Christmas gifts, food, and Christmas decorations and even Christmas trees. These items become legally yours - you may even melt down golden Christmas ornaments and sell the gold for scrap. (Overtly religious items such as nativity scenes are generally protected by the True Spirit of Christmas, unless they are against the True Spirit of Christmas in some way.) Your cave has many rooms, and you may choose to divert food items to a frozen room for later, if you like.

You may also steal other winter-holiday-themed items, including gifts for New Year's Eve, gifts intended for other winter holidays, and so on. If you attempt to steal a non-holiday item, it is possible that you may be arrested by the authorities. Only holiday items can go in your magical theft bag.

Your may return Christmas. Using your magical theft bag, you may place items back where you originally found them, or back with the original owners. However, you may also choose to redistribute Christmas and give items to different people, or put them in different places. Even when using Christmas time magic, you may not e.g. place Christmas trees in front of a flying aircraft, as this is against the True Spirit of Christmas.

Unlike Santa Claus, when using Christmas time magic, you may also enter stores, warehouses, and vehicles, to steal Christmas from Amazon. You may even take down the "Merry Christmas" signs at Target.

Your holiday sense allows you to sense the range, direction, and location of nearby Holiday items to steal.

You may steal holiday music. Not pirate, but steal. If you are walking through the grocery store and hear a rendition of "All I want for Christmas is you," you may rip the song to your device of choice, and the file containing it on the originating server will be deleted.

You may create contraptions. These machines are always composed of junk and tend to have a Rube Goldberg element to them. They are not particularly durable. If the contraption is doing something unusual, it is powered by Christmas theft magic. You can only focus enough to create a contraption with magical effects if you are trying to do so in order to steal or return Christmas (or other winter holidays). (The effects of magical contraptions are limited, but generally do allow you to steal Christmas more effectively or efficiently. The more powerful a magical contraption is, the more comedic it must be.) Other contraptions are limited to what can be accomplished via ordinary technology.

You have one loyal dog. Though surprisingly resourceful for a dog, unlike the Christmas elves, he can't create any Christmas gifts at all.

In either case, you may visit people and generally travel and talk to people outside of Christmas.

[siriusremusblack]

Uh, welcome to my TED Talk I guess?

Imagine this. From a young age, ever since you can remember, your father was abusive and neglectful. Your mother also neglectful but is a bit more caring. At the age of nine you meet someone that is similar to you in one way or another and you become friends. That person is the only one that can bring you any semblance of love, appreciation, kindness and happiness- that you as a small child need. You know at age eleven you will finally be able to get away from your abusive household because of a wizarding school that is similar to a boarding school. You know of it from old books your mother owned, hearing about it from her and some others, and usually is a topic in your parents fights.. you think you will finally have some peace from the abuse, a safe space where you can just exist normally like any other person there.

But… then you meet the rich, popular, pureblood, well known kid and their friends. They immediately start hating on you for simply wanting to be in a specific house.. and the next thing you know. Your sanctuary you would’ve had for seven years has been turned into another hell for you.

The staff and other students don’t care for your situation. Even your best friend you’ve known since you were nine seems to be drifting closer to your tormentors and farther away from you. Then when you’re in a highly stressful situation (being SAed in front of everyone) you say a slur referring to your best friend (which also applies to yourself) you feel horrible, and you apologize. Yet, your friend asks you to leave them alone for good and you do. You have lost the only person that has ever cared about you.

So, you join a group that promises you affection, power, authority, care, etc. You feel accepted for once, like you belong. Then, that group puts your former best friend and her family in danger, so you ask the big boss to spare your friend as the target was her child so you couldn’t ask to spare the kid and the husband was your main tormentor.. so you only asked him to spare your ex best friend. But you’re worried he won’t keep his word because you’ve seen first hand how he is like.

So you go back to one person you’ve met, that you know likes them. Even though they’ve never shown you any concern or cared for what happened to you. You seek them out for help. You ask them to save your friend, then to save their family. Including your tormentor. You practically sell yourself to the man to have this done. Yet. Your friend still dies, only her child survived and you’re tasked with protecting him subtly when he goes to the school as a first year, much later and on top of that you’re to be a double agent, spy and a professor with many many tasks and responsibilities in the very same school you were traumatized and abused. With the very same people who ignored your needs, your trauma and your pain in favor of your abusers.

The kid you’re tasked to protect from year 1 to year 7 is almost an exact carbon copy of your tormentor look wise. Which is a huge trigger. Not only that but they have the eyes of your former best friend. Those eye they use to stare at you with contempt from day one because they automatically assume upon seeing you, that you’re bad and out to get them. When you’re not. Those eyes you see everyday on the carbon copy of your tormentor triggers you, it brings you unimaginable emotional pain you can’t express or explain to anyone. You still have no one.

Not only that, but you’re autistic. You’re misunderstood and have been for your entire life. You don’t know what genuine affection is and you base your actions on how those around you act because those are your role models. Your role models are witty, sassy and sarcastic. They have obvious bias and favoritism towards their own houses and students. They ignore what they want. You act like them. You copy them but yet, you’re still hated while they’re adored by everyone, because you’re favorites aren’t the same as theirs…

Everyone is upset that you’re too “bitter” and “petty” and too sarcastic and sharp tongued. When really you’re an autistic wizard who has been traumatized and vilified all your life with little to know support. You’re seen as petty because you couldn’t get over something that happened years ago, even though it was so traumatic it will always affect you and you have no support system to get the help you need. You’re seen as bitter for being prickly around others and careful about who you get close to, even though you’re surrounded by people who never cared for you constantly seeing triggers wherever you look.

How can you be nice when everyone around you doesn’t seem to be? How can you be nice when you never been on the receiving end of someone genuinely being nice? How can you be nice when you’re in constant stress over multiple taxing jobs? How can you be nice when you’re triggered everyday by constant reminders of your trauma? How are you expected to open up and be nice, caring, happy when you’re silently struggling with immense pain because the people around you never cared to help you? How can you be expected to act in a way when you were never taught or shown how to do so? When all your life you’ve been abused and neglected and unappreciated? You can’t be.

Those with support systems can improve if they want to. They can manage the symptoms of their trauma. But without a support system it is extremely difficult almost impossible to improve and heal. How can you expect someone to be a happy go lucky person when all their life they were beaten down and abused by everyone around them? Trauma affects people throughout their entire lives. Without the proper support and care a person cannot properly heal. It is the same for physical wounds, if you don’t get the proper treatment for it, it won’t properly heal. If it doesn’t properly heal it can and will hurt you more later on. You cant expect someone who was hit by a car and paralyzed to be a track star racer. The same applies to someone who has gone through so much abuse and hate and trauma, you can’t expect them to be this loving, happy, extroverted person.

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hi! Can I please request a soulmate!Jefferson x soulmate!fem!reader where she was born in Wonderland, but grew up in our world because her and her mom have the ability to create portals to anywhere she wants to go, even other realms. Basically she was born with the power that Jefferson’s hat does. Her Mom has that ability as well and got Y/n out of the magic realm before the curse hit, so she never got sent to Storybrooke (her Mom didn’t teleport in time so she got sent to Storybrooke). Because her Mom didn’t come with her, Y/n forgot about where she came from, she forgot about magic, her powers, her mom, all of it. Though, and she never knew why, as she was growing up in our world, she always felt very hyperfixated on the book Alice in Wonderland, collected many special editions of it (lol I’m going to tell on myself, I have like 13 different copies from over the years lol), different Alice in Wonderland decorations and collectibles, etc. she unconsciously finds her way to Storybrooke (she can go to and from Storybrooke like Emma can). And she finds herself in the bookstore, grabbing another copy of the book but someone else grabs in first (Jefferson!!). Anyways, he would probably automatically know who she is, that she is his soulmate and he probably could tell that she is from Wonderland (also that she has magic). He would definitely ask her to come with him to his mansion, and she’s in a bit of a daze from meeting her soulmate so she agrees. Maybe she’s there at the same time as Emma and Mary (when he trapped them there, he traps Y/n there too), but Y/n believes him, unlike Emma, and refuses to escape with Emma and Mary when they leave the house, so when Jefferson comes back to his house, he’s happy to see his soulmate is still there, and she runs up to hug him🥹

My Alice In Wonderland » Jefferson/Mad Hatter

Pairings: Soulmate!Jefferson x Soulmate!Female Reader

Summary: Jefferson finds his Alice In Wonderland in Storybrooke.

Warnings: Fluff, language, crying, kissing, pet names

A/N: Thank you for the request @kpopgirlbtssvt 🩵

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buck-star

GIF IS NOT MINE! Gif credit goes to the creator.

WONDERLAND

Ever since you were a kid, your mom told you that you have the ability to create portals and go to different realms. All you need is magic to do that. To do that, she gave you a necklace with a gem on it. The gem lights up and you can open a portal to go to a realm. No matter if it’s in Wonderland or the Enchanted Forest, you can go anywhere you want. Within reason, of course. Sometimes, your mom goes with you and sometimes she doesn’t. She allows you to have the freedom to roam as you please.

“What realm are you going to today, sweetheart?” Your mom asks curiously.

“I was going to try to open a portal to the Enchanted Forest. I heard there’s beautiful flowers there and I would like to get some.” You tell her. “Would you like to come with me?” You asked.

“That sounds like fun, but maybe next time. Bring me back some flowers though.” She says with a smile.

You smiled and nodded. You then focused real hard. The gem on your necklace lit up, opening a portal in front of you. You looked at your mom with a smile before stepping into the portal, going into the Enchanted Forest. The portal closed behind you. You walked around for a little bit, taking in the scenery of the Enchanted Forest.

As you were walking through the forest, you heard giggles of a little girl. You smiled to yourself when you heard it, knowing that you’d like it there. The little girl was running around and playing. Her head was turned, looking at the person who was playfully chasing her. You assumed that the man is her father. Before either of you knew it, the little girl accidentally ran into you and fell to the ground, making an “oof” noise.

“Are you ok?” You asked the little girl, holding a hand out for her.

“Yes.” She answers, taking your hand and stood up. “I’m sorry for running into you.” She apologizes.

“Don’t worry about it.” You smiled.

She dusted the dirt off of her outfit. Her father walked up to her.

“I’m sorry about that. My daughter tends to get competitive when she’s playing.” The man says.

“That’s ok.” You say.

“I’m Jefferson and this is my daughter Grace.” He introduces himself and his daughter.

“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself.

“What brings you to the Enchanted Forest?” Jefferson asks.

“I’m just visiting and I’m also looking for flowers. I heard the flowers heard the flowers here are beautiful.” You say.

“There’s some over by that tree.” Grace chimes in, pointing at a point to the right of you three.

“Thank you.” You smiled. “I should get the flowers and get going before my mom starts to worry.” You say.

As you were walking away, Jefferson stopped you.

“Will we see you again?” Jefferson asks curiously.

“Soon.” You replied with a smile.

Jefferson smiled back, watching you walk towards the flowers. You picked a few flowers and then opened a portal to go back home.

“Mom, I’m home!” You announced, placing the flowers on the table.

Your mom walked in the living room with worry on her face, which made you frown.

“What’s wrong?” You asked.

“There’s no time for me to explain. Just know it has something to do with the Evil Queen. You need to go somewhere safe.” Your mom says.

Before you could ask about the Evil Queen, your mom opened a portal. You don’t know where though.

“You’ll be safe here.” She says.

“Are you coming with me?” You asked.

“I wish I could, but I can’t.” She says.

“I can’t just leave you here.” You say.

“Yes, you can. Now, go. I’ll be fine here. I love you, sweetie.” She says softly, kissing your forehead and gave you a hug.

“I love you too, mom.” You whispered.

You stepped through the portal and turned around to face your mom. You gave her a smile and a wave before the portal closed. Your eyes teared up and a single tear rolled down your cheek. You exhaled shakily before taking a look around the woodsy area you’re in. Now, you have to adjust to life in a world you haven’t been to.

STORYBROOKE

As you walked down the side of the road, you came across a sign that says “WELCOME TO STORYBROOKE, MAINE”. You figured if you kept walking along that road, you’ll be able to find somewhere to stay since there’s no way you’re leaving any time soon.

That was years ago. Now, you’re adjust to life in Storybrooke. Even though, it’s different than your old life, you still like it here. That sad thing is that you don’t remember anything about your old life. Your mom, magic, your powers, everything. You’ve been reading Alice in Wonderland books and you also have decorations and collectibles all around your house.

Today, you’re going to the book story to get another copy of Alice in Wonderland book. You went to the local bookstore to see if they have any. You went to the bookshelves with the fairytale books. As you were reaching to get the book, someone was also reaching for it and your hand bumped that person’s hand.

“Sorry.” You apologized.

“It’s alright.” Jefferson said.

Jefferson reached for the book and handed it to you. You smiled and took it from him.

“Is that your favorite fairytale story?” He asks curiously.

“Yes.” You answered. “This may sound childish, but I like to imagine I live in the fairytale world. I also have decorations and collectibles.” You say with a smile.

“It’s not childish at all. I think it’s cute.” He says with a smile.

There was something about Jefferson that intrigued you. Like a connection of some sort. Jefferson felt it too.

“I know this may seem a bit awkward since we just met and all, but would you like to come over to my mansion for tea tonight?” He asks.

“Oh- umm- I would love to.” You replied with a stutter.

One thing you learned about stranger danger is that you don’t go to a stranger’s house, but there’s something about Jefferson that tells you he’s not a stranger.

“You have a lovely mansion.” You complimented as you walked inside.

“Thank you.” Jefferson smiles. “You can wait in here while I get the tea.” He tells you.

You nodded and walked into a room that you assumed is the living room. You sat down on the couch and flipped through the Alice in Wonderland book you just bought while you waited for him.

“Find anything good?” Jefferson asks as he walks in the room.

“All of it is good.” You replied with a smile.

Jefferson sat down next to you and gave you a cup of tea.

“What brings you to Storybrooke?” He asks, trying to make conversation.

“Honestly, I don’t know. One day, I showed up here.” You say.

That was enough to tell Jefferson that you have powers of some sort. That’s when his eyes caught a glimpse of your necklace. He tilted his head slightly as he admired it.

“Thats a beautiful necklace.” He compliments.

“Oh, thank you.” You smiled, touching your necklace.

“Did your mom get it for you?” He asks.

“Honestly, I don’t remember where I got it.” You say.

“Well, it adds to your beauty.” He compliments.

You blushed. You were about to thank him when a sudden noise somewhere in his mansion startled you.

“Something probably fell off a shelf or something. I’ll be right back.” Jefferson says.

You nodded. Jefferson stood up and went to the room where Mary was tied up in. Emma was untying her. Jefferson stood in the doorway of the room and cleared his throat, startling the two women.

“It’s funny to think that you two can leave.” Jefferson chuckles. “Tie her back up.” He says to Emma.

Mary looked at Emma and shook her head no.

“It’s going to be ok.” Emma whispers to her.

Mary nodded as she tied her back up. Emma walked out of the room. Jefferson closed the door behind him. He grabbed her arm and led her to the room where his hats are.

“Sit down.” He orders, pointing at the chair behind the desk.

Emma walked over to the desk and sat down.

“What is it you expect me to do?” Emma asks.

“A hat.” He says.

“Don’t you think you have enough?” She says.

“None of them work.” He says.

Emma furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

“How do they not work? All you have to do is put it on your head.” Emma says.

“I need magic to get it to work.” Jefferson says.

Meanwhile, you were in the living room, flipping through your book. You sighed softly and stood up, deciding to roam around Jefferson’s mansion. You know it’s an invasion of privacy to snoop around someone’s house, but you couldn’t help yourself. Your boredom and curiosity got the best of you. As you were walking down the hallway, you heard Jefferson’s voice. You followed it to the room he’s in, leaning against the wall next to the door. You heard him talking to a woman.

“If you think she’s your daughter, why don’t you go to her?” Emma says.

“I don’t think. I know.” Jefferson says.

“It’s not that hard to just go to her.” She says.

“Actually, it is. I need magic for my hat to work and you have it.” He says.

“Magic isn’t real. I don’t have any powers.” She says.

Jefferson scoffs.

“Magic is real.” You chimed in, walking in the room.

Jefferson and Emma looked over at you.

“Do you seriously believe in magic?” Emma asks you.

“I like to think of it as a miracle.” You say.

Emma walks over to you, putting her hands on your shoulders.

“Did he tell you to say that?” She whispers.

“No. I genuinely believe in it.” You answered.

“You can tell me the truth.” She says.

“I am telling the truth.” You say.

“You know you can come with me. I can help you.” She says.

“I don’t want to leave.” You say.

“She’s not going anywhere.” Jefferson chimes in.

Emma glances at the open door behind you and made a break for it. Jefferson follows after her, knowing where she’s going. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Yet again, your curiosity got the best of you and you followed behind him. You heard and seen chaos break out in the room you entered. Your eyes went wide when you seen Jefferson go through the window.

“Jefferson!” You screamed, running over to the broken window.

You looked down, seeing nothing except broken glass. You turned around to say something to Emma and Mary, but they were gone. You were left in a confused and shocked state. You went back to the living room and sat down on the couch, trying to process what just happened.

You weren’t sure how long you were there. You heard a door open and close, along with familiar footsteps. You stood up from the couch and walked towards the sound of the footsteps. You gasped when you seen Jefferson. You ran over to him and hugged him.

“Thank god, you’re ok!” You say.

Jefferson smiles and wraps his arms around you. He felt a warmth in his heart.

“You stayed.” Jefferson says softly.

“Of course I did.” You said softly. “You’re my soulmate.” You smiled.

Jefferson smiles when he heard those words. He leans down and kissed you softly and passionately.

“And you’re my soulmate.” He whispers against your lips. “I felt it when I seen you in the bookstore.” He says.

“Me too.” You smiled.

“I love you, darling.” He murmurs softly.

“I love you too, Jefferson.” You murmured back.

🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩

-Bucky’s Doll

[spr1ngpvrinbunny]

I love the idea of giving Lizzie some wholesome and humanizing headcanons (honestly girly has been through so much dang let her rest)! Despite everything she’s been through, she’s still a kid who deserves happiness. It show who Lizzie could have been—not just a tragic figure, but a real, complex girl with dreams, hobbies, and kindness inside her. Here are some:

💖 Wholesome Lizzie Headcanons 💖

🌸 She Loves Collecting Pretty Things

As a kid, Liz loved collecting trinkets, shiny stones, and little charms she found interesting.

If she ever found a really pretty one, she’d gift it to Evan to make him smile.

Even as she got older, she never really outgrew this habit—she just started pretending it wasn’t a big deal.

🍰 She Loves Baking, Especially with Evan

Their mother used to bake with them, so Liz picked it up and kept trying to recreate her mom’s recipes.

She used to let Evan mix the ingredients, even if he made a mess.

As she got older, baking became a comfort thing—a way to feel close to her mom again.

🎀 She Has a Soft Spot for Cute Things (Even If She Pretends Not To)

As a little girl, she adored dolls, plushies, and frilly dresses.

Even when she grew older and became more guarded, she still had a favorite plushie hidden somewhere in her room.

She pretends not to care if Michael teases her about it, but deep down, she still finds comfort in them.

📖 She Loves Storytelling

Whether it was fairy tales, ghost stories, or urban legends, Lizzie loved telling stories to Evan.

She’d make up little adventures where Evan was the hero, defeating monsters and exploring magical lands.

Even when she grew up, she still liked reading books in secret—especially fantasy stories about kids escaping to magical worlds.

🎠 She Used to Dream of Running Away to the Circus

Before she understood what her father’s work really was, she used to dream about joining a circus.

The idea of traveling, performing, and being free was something she loved.

She saw Circus Baby as a part of that dream, which is why she was so drawn to her.

She might have wanted to be a tightrope walker or an acrobat, something graceful and full of life.

🐰 She Was Really Good at Imitating Voices

Liz was the type of kid who could perfectly mimic people’s voices—a talent she used for fun (and mischief).

She’d copy Michael’s voice and prank call his friends.

She’d imitate her dad’s voice just enough to freak out Evan.

If she were still alive, she might have gotten into acting or voice work.

🌟 Despite Everything, She Still Wanted to Believe in Love

Even after all the pain and manipulation, Liz still wanted to believe that love was real.

She might have struggled with understanding it, but deep down, she wanted to be loved, and to love others.

If she had lived, maybe she would have eventually found her own way to break the cycle.

🍬 Lizzie the Sugar Addict Headcanons 🍬

🍰 She Loves ALL Sweets, Not Just Ice Cream!

People always associate her with ice cream, but she actually adores anything sugary—cakes, cookies, taffy, marshmallows, and even super sugary cereals.

If you give her a dessert plate, she’ll eat everything first and leave anything that’s not sweet for later (or not at all).

🍩 She Sneaks Treats at Night

William had to hide the sugar jar because Lizzie would wake up at 2 AM to eat spoonfuls of sugar.

If Michael ever stole her sweets, she’d fight him for them.

One time, she tried baking cookies just to eat the raw cookie dough.

🎀 She Likes Cute, Pastel-Colored Sweets

Macarons, cotton candy, strawberry-flavored chocolates—those are her favorites.

If a dessert is pink or pastel, she automatically assumes it’s the best thing ever.

She gets weirdly defensive if someone says chocolate is better than strawberry.

☕ She Drinks Coffee, but Only If It’s 90% Sugar and Cream

She once tried drinking coffee like her dad but thought it was disgusting.

The only way she’ll drink it is if it’s more sugar and milk than actual coffee.

Michael called it “coffee-flavored sugar milk” and laughed at her.

🎂 She Uses Her Sweet Tooth to Bribe People

“Evan, I’ll give you a lollipop if you do my chores.”

“Michael, I won’t tell Dad you skipped school if you buy me a cake.”

It works way more often than it should.

🍫 She Probably Hoards Candy in Her Room

She has a secret candy stash hidden in a box under her bed.

Michael tried stealing from it once, and she almost bit him.

Evan accidentally found it once, and Liz bribed him with chocolate to keep quiet.

Nicknames for Elizabeth Afton & Who Uses Them!

💖 Lizzie having different nicknames depending on who’s talking to her makes so much sense, especially since everyone in her life has a different relationship with her. Let's go wild with this! 🎀✨

Family Nicknames 🏡

💜 Lizzie → The most common one. Used by pretty much everyone casually, especially Michael and Evan. 💜 Betty → A childhood nickname their mom (Roselle) used when Elizabeth was very little. It sounds softer and sweeter, something a mother would coo at her baby girl. Evan might remember it, but Michael teases her with it. 💜 Elly → Used by Evan when he’s feeling affectionate. It was easier for him to say when he was younger, so it stuck. Lizzie pretends it’s embarrassing, but she secretly loves it. 🥹 💜 Liz-Bee 🐝 → William’s rare, affectionate nickname for her. Maybe when she was little, she loved bumblebees, or maybe it’s a play on her energetic personality. He doesn’t say it much anymore, though.

Friends’ Nicknames 🎠

💖 Lili / Lissy → Charlie’s special nickname for her. Something soft and cute, like a best friend’s little secret name. It’s more personal than just ‘Lizzie.’ 💖 Sugar Liz / Sweet Liz → Susie’s nickname for her, since she’s a sugar addict! 🍭 💖 Zaza → Cassidy gave her this nickname to be weird. No one knows why, but Lizzie actually likes it?? 😆

Michael's Dumb Teasing Nicknames 😑

💀 "Liz-Bite" → A VERY mean nickname Michael came up with after the Circus Baby incident. He doesn’t call her that anymore, but it stuck in his head. 😬 💀 "Bratty Betty" → When she’s being bossy. He knows she hates it. 💀 "Princess Lizardbeth" → He stretches ‘Liz’ into ‘Lizard’ just to annoy her.

Special or Personal Nickname Ideas:

🌷 "Bibi" → A childhood nickname only Evan remembers. It's super soft and reminds them of better days. 🍦 "Sweet Pea" → If her mom was alive, this would be her soft, motherly nickname. Something warm and loving. 🎠 "Baby Blue" → If Lizzie liked blue dresses as a child, maybe William called her this at some point? It sounds distant now, like a faded memory.

So... What Would Everyone Call Her?

✅ Michael → Lizzie (normally), Bratty Betty / Lizardbeth (teasing) ✅ Evan → Elly (affectionate), Lizzie (normally) ✅ Charlie → Lili / Lissy ✅ Susie → Sugar Liz / Sweet Liz ✅ Cassidy → Zaza ✅ William → Lizzie (distantly), Liz-Bee (rarely, if ever now) ✅ Roselle (her mother, if she were alive) → Betty / Sweet Pea

[viasdreams]

yk how korean women say that korean men are literal hellspawn? do u ever wonder if like ur faves are secretly THAT type of guy or do u think idol training humbles them out so much they turn to the bright side

i think of this all the time bc u could be an idols biggest fan but you'll never actually know how they are irl so maybe they're just a complete bitch. and lowkey??? that terrifies me bc i dont wanna stan an asshole

i do think some idols are completely exempt tho. like i don't think johnny has an evil hair on his beautiful body. like theres no way that man would just let someone gross be gross around him. 100% he'd beat someone up if they just looked at a girl wrong

^^ (copied and pasted from anon’s second message, just wanted the thoughts to be all together)

as is the case with all celebrities, we’ll never know 100% if idols are genuine

thats been proven time and time again (burning sun, taeil, etc)

theres a clear medium between blind love for an idol and villainizing them without reason, and finding that is the key to healthy idol-fan relationships

to think that idols are incapable of anything bad is ignorant, borderline infantilization, and just blatantly incorrect

on the flip side, fearing that they’re all deplorable monsters is harmful and diminishes the victims of actual deplorable behavior

its true that we dont know these people, but we also dont know the people walking down the street and we dont automatically assume they’re horrible. being legitimately terrified that your fav is evil is a little much, but being critical and skeptical of them isnt bad or unfounded

also its not just korean men (and ofc its not all korean men). all men from all around the world have the capacity to be actual shit from a butt

(anon, im not saying you think like any of this^^ i was speaking in a general sense🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ plz dont take any offense 😣 luv u)

[vecnawrites]

RAFFLE!

Do You Like My Pure Girl Series?

Is There A Girl You Want To See Cynthia Fuck?

Then This May Be Your Lucky Day!

A New Series Is Coming, Called “Pure Fun Studios Presents…”!

These are basically Cynthia’s Porn Movies, that I write out with “Co-Stars”.

Now, I have a list of them that I am going to do, but I am opening a raffle! If you want to see a story for yourself, think up a porn scenario of your choosing, and pick a costar you want Cynthia to bang.

Depending on how many entries I get, there may just be one winner, there may be multiple. It all depends on the amount of traction and ideas submitted!

Now, some characters are going to sadly be banned for this, mainly because its an actual canonical part to the AU, so a lot of characters wouldn’t make sense in one way or another. If you want a banned character, it will have to be in a normal ask!

Banned Characters Include:

ANY of the Beacon cast. If they go to school, they’re automatically out. They cannot be students and members of a porn cast, people!

This goes for the exchange students as well, like Arslan, Neon, Reese, Cinder, Emerald, etc.

Glynda Goodwitch is out, since she’s a teacher at Beacon.

Winter Schnee is in the Military at the moment.

Raven Branwen is out, she’s currently running a bandit camp and depending on placement in the timeline, she’s on Cynthia’s shit list

Honestly, if they interact with Joan on a daily basis at Beacon, they’re not allowed.

What This Means:

However, this ban on pretty much the whole of the RWBY cast give you a great option to bring in other characters, ones from other anime and games, minus a few, like Rumi/Miruko from MHA (she’s Velvet’s half sister in this AU)! This is to help me get into using other muses, as well as make it so Cynthia doesn’t just fuck one of the same three people in every porn shoot!

Banned Multiverse Characters (Already In AU, Wouldn’t Star In Porno):

Tsunade Senju (Naruto)

Angela Zeigler (Overwatch)

Lusamine (Pokemon)

Rumi Usagiyama/Miruko (My Hero Academia)

What I Need:

One: I will need your idea/synopsis of the scenario, as in, the basic set up, setting, and the sex acts you want to see (Doesn’t even need to be much, Like I came up with the first one with simply “Cheerleader/Sports Captain, Locker Room Sex” and went from there)

Two: I need the costar’s name (with a reference, or at least from what they are from so I can track down a picture, so you don’t have to put a picture in the ask)

Three: I need to know if you want to be nominated in the “Credits” (you can be anonymous if you don’t want anyone who gets on your computer/uses your phone to know you submit smut), and your AO3 handle, if any, so you can get a proper credit for the idea.

This raffle will be done at the end of February, so you have time to think of your ideas and ensure they are what you want, but don’t test your luck waiting! If I go several days or more without someone sending an idea in (between five and seven), I might end up assuming that I’ve gotten them all!

Send them in my inbox, and I will copy them all over and when the day comes when I close and then do the raffle, I will let you all know the winners!

…

Also, it should go without saying, but I will put it here as well: if I won’t write it in a normal ask, I’m not going to write it in a porn movie setting! Nothing I wouldn’t accept in a normal ask!

[ingravinoveritas]

UMMMM DOCTOR AGREEING WITH DONNA SAYING ISSAC NEWTON WAS HOT?!!!!!!! AND THEN WHEN HE ASKS IF HE DOES THINGS LIKE THAT DONNA WAS SAYING SOMETHING ABOUT HIS SEXUALITY ALWAYS BEING ON THE SURFACE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hoo, boy. Well, I just watched the second of the DW 60th anniversary specials ("Wild Blue Yonder"), and let me say...that was fucking awesome. As I've mentioned previously, I am a very casual Doctor Who viewer, but this felt so much tighter and stronger than "Star Beast" by several orders of measure. I know everyone talks about DW being owned by Disney now and how that has affected the budget, but this episode more than proved that you do not need fancy special effects or over-the-top action sequences when you have two actors who can just do what David and Catherine did.

I've only seen a few other DW eps, but I was amazed at how creepy this was, and having it be so intensely character-driven--that is, having the antagonists be copies of the Doctor and Donna and allowing David and Catherine to create two completely different other characters so that it felt like there actually were four different people on screen--was sheer genius. Absolutely brilliant and hilarious but also wildly unnerving at the same time.

Which then brings me to the moment you mentioned, which is thoroughly delicious on its own:

Right off the bat, what surprised me is how very not surprising this is, at least to anyone paying attention. We know the Doctor is an alien who transcends time and space, so there is no reason to think that he/she/they wouldn't also transcend sexuality. And again, not having seen as many episodes of other incarnations (Nine, Eleven, etc.), I have always seen Ten as being bi or pan, without any question. There was something about Fourteen saying this, however, that felt very akin to 57 academics punching the air, and I am just beyond thrilled that this made it into the show.

What's also been interesting to me is seeing the negative response to this development on Twitter, and the subsequent pushback to said response. I've seen a lot of folks saying the Doctor can't possibly be gay (nevermind that being into men doesn't necessarily make the Doctor gay, since bi/pansexuality is A Thing That Exists) because of Rose, and then other folks responding with examples from Ten's era showing all the ways in which Ten is not/has never been 100% straight. But as easy it is for these pushback people to see this as a possibility for fictional characters, they seem to have a very difficult time seeing that same possibility in real people.

To wit: I saw a tweet yesterday from someone who thought that Russell T. Davies was straight--much to my disbelief--and a subsequent reply on that tweet from another person who thought he was married to Julie Gardner. And sure, I'll grant you that not everyone is interested in the personal life of a DW showrunner/writer...but we are talking about the man who wrote the UK version of Queer As Folk, and gave the world Captain Jack Harkness, for crying out loud. The same man who made David/Ten look and act like the biggest bottom ever to bottom and earned the moniker "Russell T. Daddy" for a reason. Yet the grip of compulsory heterosexuality is so strong that all of these things (as well as the fact that he had an actual husband, who sadly passed away a few years ago) ceased to matter.

But...it also suddenly makes sense why so many people are oblivious to the fact that David (and Michael) are most likely not 100% straight.

If we are going to say that the Doctor is not necessarily automatically straight because of having previously dalliances with women, then it makes sense to say that David is not necessarily automatically straight for the same reason. I've talked previously on my blog about how assuming straightness when someone hasn't come out as straight or because someone is in a straight-passing relationship is a problem, and that people don't need to label themselves specifically to be who they are. Yet as willing as so many fans are to let fictional characters step outside of that confining box, those fans are equally willing to push the actors right back into it.

I still see people calling David a "straight man" when that very well might not be the case. When this year in particular, David has been more vocal than ever before about numerous facets of queerness in a multitude of forms (wearing badges, gay pride boots, t-shirts, etc). I've talked about how the clothes David wears seem to be reflecting who he really is more and more, and thinking about the roles he's played this year--Crowley, Fourteen--I see a similar pattern. And I keep thinking about that little boy in Paisley who was afraid to ask for a DW Leelah doll because he didn't want to be a "sissy." I keep thinking of David likely being told that his career would be destroyed if he was anything other than publicly straight, and especially while playing a beloved character like the Doctor.

For him to come back as the Doctor now--in the midst of a deeply charged period in history, with homophobia and transphobia spiking dramatically in the UK--and to mention finding another man hot in the most completely casual way is nothing short of astounding. And what better vehicle to potentially guide David toward opening up about himself than something he has loved for so long? What better show to serve as a lighted pathway, of sorts? Nothing Russell writes is not deliberate. Nothing being done in these specials is not deliberate. And if 900 years isn't too old to discover or become more open about a part of yourself, then why should 52 be?

So yes, those are my thoughts on this new DW 60th anniversary special, and this particular moment with Fourteen (Ten-Four) and Donna. It really does feel as though this is all leading toward something, and I am definitely looking forward to seeing the third and final special next weekend...

[lovemyromance]

I don't know why people think the troll is elriel, it clearly is not, not just yours but many other account's post were copy/pasted and it clear it one of them, why will any of us do it?

On top of that i saw one gwynriel post how the "negativity" and "hatred" we post on our tags regarding them is why the troll hates them? are the for serious rn?

Let's just collectively all block every single gwynriel account so they can't come in our spaces to spew shit

Again - I don't know which side it is, could be either side trying to start drama but that's not the point. No side should be acting all high and mighty when there's bad people on every side.

"We don't have hate in our tags" -> pretty sure the anti-Elriel tag exists for a reason. Let's not pretend like their side doesn't shit on elriel as much as we shit on EL/GA

We are not going to sit here and act like every side of this fandom doesn't have bad apples. I've seen heinous things people have said about every single character, ship be damned. I've seen disgusting behavior from BOTH sides.

And I get it - you see a rude anon in your inbox and you automatically assume it's from "the other side". You're allowed to be upset and angry to receive such hate.

What you shouldn't then be doing - is condemning an entire group of people and accusing them of not instantly coming to your aid and defending you with their swords.

Pretty sure we've all blocked each other. Even if I sat here and made 30 posts condemning troll accounts - you wouldn't see a single one. Pretty sure you won't even see this one.

Don't sit here and act like elriels aren't equally as annoyed about the troll account situation. Don't act like we haven't made multiple posts already condemning these accounts. Just because you didn't see them - doesn't mean they don't exist.

We are sympathetic that you received hate, but that sympathy doesn't last long when you turn around and claim we support or encourage or purposefully incite this behavior.

We don't.

And I don't speak for all Elriel as obviously, but i can say most of them do not have the time to start this kind of drama. We have jobs, families, and kids. We're not out here making death threats and trying to dox someone online.

Sure there are a few bad people out there, agents of chaos, if you will. But they don't represent the group.

We also receive these kinds of messages on the daily, you know. We ignore them. We don't make a spectacle out of them and then proceed to shit on every gwynriel in existence for not personally condemning this behavior.

The person stealing troll posts and starting drama isn't going to stop. It's been weeks and they have stolen mine and several other creators' posts and posted them everywhere, even platforms where we're not active on. The solution isn't to sit here and speculate about whether it's a Gwynriel or Elucien or Elriel. They want attention, and you're all giving it to them. They want more drama - and you're giving it to them with every post you make that points fingers at someone else.

Stop giving them any attention, and I'm confident these posts WILL stop.

We're not responsible for other people actions. We are only responsible for our own.

If you're going to sit here and claim Elriels are behind all these troll accounts instead of blocking and ignoring them, if you're going to claim all Elriels don't do anything to condemn this kind of behavior, if you're going to act like you guys don't ALSO make a ton of "anti-Elriel" posts ....

That's hypocritical. And you wonder why we're not rushing to your immediate defense.

[olderthannetfic]

As someone who's college age: yeah, there's a TON of people my age who don't know how things work and don't try to learn. Can't unzip a zip file, want to know where to download anime but haven't tried looking it up, ask things on subreddits a Google search or quick search on the wiki would answer, ask questions answered in FAQs or by professors or in the syllabus, say they can't download and install a new browser or app or program because they don't know how and they never think to look up how to do so, go months without logging into their student email because no one explained to them how to do so and they never thought to ask anyone how to do it, go months without washing their laundry because they don't know how and they also don't know how to look up instructions on how to do it, don't know how to cook and can't Google a recipe so they throw things in a pan and pray it works out, don't understand how to back up files, don't know how to attach a pdf to an email to send to a professor, cannot manage to put stuff on a USB drive + go to the library + print it off of the library computer, etc.

I spent most of freshman year teaching people things. The year after, my patience got more frayed and "Google it" started coming out of my mouth a lot more. This last year I gave up and now if people fuck themselves over, that's their decision. I'm not going to stand there begging people to do basic things they should already know how to do.

It was really funny when someone from Career Services came to talk to us about resumes and said we didn't need to put down 'can use Microsoft Excel' on there because everyone knew that and all but three people said actually no, they didn't. People who are 40+ really think we're all good at tech by default, like we fall out of the womb clutching a little phone already making spreadsheets in Excel or coding computers or whatever.

Meanwhile in reality you see a ton of people posting on tumblr going, "How do I post fic on tumblr?" whose blogs proudly state that they're under 18. The thought that you could just type into a Word doc and then copy and paste onto here never hits. And it's not going to.

I hate to break it to millennials and older people but yeah, actually, my generation does in fact have morons. We're not a moron-free demographic. I'm pretty sure moron-free demographics don't exist, tbh.

--

It infuriates me that my father (in his 80s) is always saying to me that he needs to find a 12-year-old to explain his tech to him. I (40s) keep telling him it's more like a bell curve or something. We had a blip of people being taught in school or having their asses kicked about technology. But then it went away again.

I think we made computers and then phones much more accessible, which is great, but we forgot we still need to teach people things. I know not everyone got explicit instruction in school even in my era, but it seems like the US, at least, phased some of that out as we started assuming The Youth automatically knew it all.

That said... in my day, college freshmen were also terrible about doing their laundry, so some things never change.

[lookingfts]

Hi, I'll preface this by saying that I'm a fan of your writing and this is not a rant at you specifically. It's something that I'm growing more and more frustrated with when navigating content/creations in the fandom (and other fandoms on here too tbh). Your posts just happened to be the ones I came across today and they provide a convenient case study into the matter.

I politely appeal for you to insert gif credit and sources in posts like these: https://www.tumblr.com/lookingfts/752534640842211328?source=share and https://www.tumblr.com/lookingfts/752585046132752384/this-ridiculous-little-man-with-his-stupid-little?source=share

From what I can tell (unsure about the s3e1 bedroom one) but the other two come from: https://www.tumblr.com/chenfordsbee/752307297817165824/kanthony-hands?source=share and https://www.tumblr.com/bakerolivia/750875519674892289/anthony-bridgerton-and-benedict?source=share

I think we all know that the inbuilt tumblr feature to embed existing gifs in posts is very broken (where it automatically credits, and links you back to the full set when you click the text/username under it), and it can be very frustrating to find the exact one you want.

But reposting them yourselves without credit is seen as very bad etiquette amongst creators, and a lot of creators will block people for this reason (to avoid said person collecting and reposting their future content), and warn their fellow creator mutuals to do so too.

Also, it makes the user experience quite annoying for some users. i.e. You see a post with a really cool gif; you swore you've seen that exact one before, you may even recognise the very specific style/coloring, OR you've not seen that scene giffed before but you've wanted to, you now really want to like/reblog the full set if you could find it. Either way; you wish you could see the whole thing from the original post. But there's no link or even an indication as to the original creator/blog it came from, so... yeah this sucks.

From your other posts you seem like a reasonable and well intentioned person, so I don't think you're setting out to be deceptive in any way (some will actually fully repost a mish mash of different sets, and caption and tag it as if it's their own creation), you just want to scream about your faves, as you should. And I'm sorry this got so so long but I think I need to make it really clear, because I assume that some of these reasons/povs/repercussions must be unknown for it to keep happening. I could go into how it affects creators in fandoms in more detail but I'm sure you can imagine and I don't want to extend the lecture (just imagine someone copying and pasting excerpts from your fan fiction, and posting it, without any citation of said fan fiction or even mention of the author).

TLDR - Please link back to the original post if you're sharing stand alone gifs, made by someone else, in your own posts. Or better yet, reblog the original post that you're downloading the images from, with your added commentary (we would actually LOVE to see it, but I do also get if you just want to pluck out one specific moment from the set).

An example:

[THAT ONE GIF FROM THAT MOMENT YOU REALLY WANT TO POST ABOUT]

GIF by @tumblrusername

Blue font to illustrate that this is a hyperlink to the original set. I just based this on the way the aforementioned broken inbuilt one is formatted, but as long as you @ the user (this pops a mention into our activity just like the inbuilt feature does so we can come scream along with you) and link the applicable post in some clear way it's all dandy and helps everyone out.

I really hope that this doesn't come across as hostile, and that you answer so it can be shared to make others more aware too.

Thank you for asking this. You're totally right - I have not been thinking about crediting gif creators, and that's something I need to learn!

I'm still very new to Tumblr and learning the ropes. I didn't really intend to post S3 gifs at all - I was keeping Kanthony photos/gifs I liked on my phone to share with friends, and eventually I realized how many I had saved, so I decided to start making posts with them, and I was simply uploading them from my phone at that point.

You see so many gifs floating around here - I didn't think closely about the time and effort that people are going through to create these gifs, and I will do better in giving them the recognition and attention they deserve. (If one of the gifs I've used is yours, please let me know and I will tag you.)

Thank you to everyone in the fandom for contributing their art, and thank you for standing up for creators.

[illdothehotvoice]

Not about anything in particular cause I don't mind in this particular instance but I feel like we're in this state of consumption of things online that people think just because an artist (or anyone in general) posts something it's automatically a form of permission to make things derived from/copying/using it. ESPECIALLY if that thing is popular.

Making things/trends from things that an individual posts is not the same thing as making fanworks of media. If you're doing a trend credit the original. Don't just make fics/aus based on someone else's fanart without permission. My god do not make comic dubs of people's fanart without permission. Don't just assume someone is going to be okay with you using their work.

Most artists will be overjoyed that something they made inspired someone else to make something else but please god just. Have the respect and decency to ask first fjfbxnxndndndbsf.