#edit: why was this labeled mature content?

[sisaloofafump]

Adventures of Superman #525 from 1995

Always interesting to see character’s comparisons to celebrities. In this case, we have Brad Pitt and Arnold Schwarzenegger. This is from 1995. 3 decades earlier, in 1961-62, people submitted various fancasts in to the editors. Here are a few of the castings:

(That’s 3 Supermen, as well as a Lois, Jimmy, and Lana)

[zanepilled]

⚠️ SPOILERS FOR DRAGONS RISING P2 LEAKS ⚠️

( fanart )

edit: my posts keep defaulting to the "mature" label when i upload and idk why 😐 if u saw that i swear this is not mature content LMFAO

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hey. so did anyone else get s11 deja vu over this

- memory loss

- manipulation

- magical corruption

[chryblossomjjk]

HOW TO SEE MATURE BTS FANFIC

! MINORS DNI !

so i've seen a couple of posts like this but idk if they've necessarily reached the bts fanfic community so i'm going to put it in our tags.

MANY PEOPLE ARE UNAWARE THAT TUMBLR ADDED A COMMUNITY LABEL FEATURE THAT AUTOMATICALLY HIDES MATURE CONTENT! THIS INCLUDES SM*T! IF YOU ARE 18+ AND WANT TO SEE THIS TYPE OF CONTENT, LOOK BELOW:

on desktop (tumblr doesn't allow you to change this on mobile i believe), go into your settings and scroll down until you see this:

then, change the setting to show instead of hide

many of the writers in this community have been getting discouraged due to lack of engagement lately, and i feel like the community labels are a big reason why. fr people are dropping off the platform left and right (ft jungkook). tumblr refuses to notify users on changes and how they work, so hopefully this gives some clarity. love you <3 please share and spread the word before the community fizzles out rip

UPDATE: u can edit this setting on mobile with android but the option isn’t available with newer ios updates i believe

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Writeblr intro post

So yeah when I first came here I didn't know this was a thing so I've been working on this in the background. Now that it won the poll, I'm making it now!

I'm going to edit this post as I go so it has more links as I make posts about my WIPs!

About Me

Hi. Call me Kaylin. It's a pen name but I like it. (Some people are just finding out this isn't my real name and y'all should've read the bio)

I'm an education major and do writing on the side and it's a huge passion of mine (hence why I want to teach literacy)

Asexual demiromantic sapphic (she/her) currently in a relationship - (I am comfortable within reason to talk about my experiences)

Love ask games and tag games and generally interacting with others

Love reblogging mutuals' writing talking about WIPs!

21+ but my WIPs are YA - I don't usually reblog anything with a mature community label (sorry in advance for mutuals who do), but when I do I mark it 18+ and I try to label content warnings (LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED SOMETHING)

I'm an educator by heart so I love giving feedback, know a lot about kids, and of course education psychology and theory

I have minor scoliosis, early start of arthritis in my hands, and chronic headaches and migraines attacks in control with medication if anyone needs to ask me about these experiences for writing purposes. I also occasionally use a cane due to knee pain from an injury.

I have an ultimate get to know me game if you want to check that out

My asks are always open! Feel free to stop in whenever you want!

My WIPs

The Secret Portal

See linked intro post for more detail!

YA sci-fi/fantasy

Planned to be a five book series

Quick version: A bunch of adolescents discover a portal to a dimension populated by people with powers. There's also a war. Yayyy.

The first installment is currently in the process of being read by beta readers. Apply to be one here!

One to five game

Q&A (open at any time!)

Tagged as #the secret portal, #tsp, or #teaspoon if you want to give it a nickname. #tsp updates and #tsp excerpt are used as well. All characters get their own tag and #alium will be used when talking about my world building

Ask to be added to or removed from the tag list! @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

@nebula--nix @literarynecromancy @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet

School of the Legends

See linked intro post for more detail!

YA urban fantasy fairy tale retelling

International school for people with gifts (born with), majicks (learn), and curses (given).

Currently in planning stage but five chapters have been written.

One to five game

Tagged as #school of the legends and #sotl. Also use #sotl updates and #sotl excerpt, though not as often as TSP

Ask to be added to or removed from the tag list! @illarian-rambling @katwritesshit @wyked-ao3

I have a WIP questionnaire I have gone for BOTH TSP and SOTL!

Other Ideas

It Was All Just a Dream - (linked WIP questionnaire) high school senior gets an entire redemption arc via vivid dream

The Emerald of Secrets - temporary title for vague fairy fantasy idea

Perspectives - we watch the same event five times in a row from different perspectives

Eternity - temporary title for a supernatural detective story

The Others - temporary title for a sci-fi apocalypse story

There are more but these are the main ones

What I Post or Reblog

Updates on my writing

Tag games and ask games! I love them dearly but it may take a bit to reply! I have a lot piled up and not all of them are simple. But I will get to them!!

Writing from others

Writing advice

Beta requests, book announcements, and intro posts to help boost!

I try to keep things positive! If I see a negative post about writing I'll usually reblog it with some positive spin. Sorry if that's annoying but it makes me sad that people aren't happy about writing.

I always try to include image IDs to make my blog accessible - if something is incorrect or you have any suggestions for making IDs better let me know!

[cupcraft]

Ranboo rebrand stream important stuff in one single post!:

if anything i missed pls rb and add on!

chat etiquette! They are going to be more strict with this (but not for new chatters honest mistakes).

Ban 101 -> the number 1 rule:

racism, antisemitism, homophobia, transphobia, discrimination. Instant ban, no excuse. Even bigoted jokes! 0 tolerance! you will be banned from even viewing the streams. This even counts on doing it on other streamer's chats/platforms if found out!

More rules: be funny (please!) and chill and kind and use emotes (including BTTV), dont spam chat (will be fixed/enforced bc of past issues),

other tidbits/news:

the vtuber/stuff will evolve over time, there are different vtuber outfits/costumes planned (ex they have an mcc outfit already!), the room in the background will change, they will be reaching out to ppl for collabs (feel free to recommend people but do not spam their chats!), planning to do more irl streams (will be weird/experimental and they will go wild! They will be making weird stuff!), they also have plans that they are excited to tell and its been a long time coming (this may be the cake video but i couldnt tell in stream), ranboo bakes a cake 2 will be coming TOMORROW on youtube (23 mins and incredible! they laughed at themself), ranboo plans to do experimental stuff on youtube (they have gotten into film lately!), founder's cut of gen 1 of genloss will be coming out 2-3 months ?? date/end of year, the vtuber ranjacket will be a part of the merch drop prototype at vidcon (physical jacket!), will be doing competitive/events with people (like organized little thing) (content/what it is undetermined) and he wants it to be obscure and random, ranboowaslive will start to ramp up a bit (more clips/compilations to come esp if you dont enjoy long vod watching), ranboo will be eating a nintendo DS cartridge live on stream (a joke!), MORE SURPRISES KEPT AS A SECRET + tiny plans in the works, they are moving into the new place/still have boxes to unpack (vtuber lore), he may finish the last of us part 2, subathon (really like back to back fun streams/long streams/playthrough of long games like omori) in january probably, splatoon may return,

What does the new era mean/qna stuff?

talking about old content is fine as long as you recognize that it is the PAST and not the kind of content ranboo makes now. Do not "put them back in the box".

Vtuber: will not be used all the time. They will do facecam streams too. Depends on how he feels.

why the r800: the 8 looks like a b LMAO

this is just the start of rebrand. He will re-establish a lot, things will be easier to find/reorganized, slowly over the weeks things will be changing.

what will happen tothe alt twitter (ranaltboo)?: new pfp, same energy (see below my shitty sc). art creds to mochi!

not only just a rebrand for him and the look of the content. But also it is a rebrand of how they act around and view their own content. they may not be as in the community as he has been (liking fanart/in chat/etc.) out of recommendation from people! If ranboo needs to be aware of something THEY HAVE PEOPLE to make him aware of important issues/emergencies and they will be focusing more on themself and the content overall. they are thankful to be allowed to do this, as they dont want to keep seeing things they dont want to see/have that anxiety. Less scrolling = more content!

They will probably have longer streams again!

will move to more mature jokes/phrases and may have content labels on the streams. Overall, streams will be pg-13 mostly.

TITS stands for twitch integrated throwing system [insert ranboo's giggle here]

All proceeds donated to ranboo's channel only go to charity! Not to them at all! They have a list of charities that he supports and will be changed 1-3 months at a time like usual!

Please make stuff. This is how he gets ppl who edit and the emote makers/artists. Not forced. Just encouraging ppl who make stuff to make stuff and he appreciates it and loves it! Even if it is not about him just make it! AND SUPPORT ARTISTS BOOBERS!

[icechippies]

Still proud of this

Edit: why is this labeled mature content? I don’t think I did that? I think I fixed it?

[ghostoftheyear]

I was going on in tags and I just realized I should make a new post about this. Please share if you're a visual artist.

So my friend theskee recommended this site, itaku.ee, for image hosting when I was looking to get out of artstation. I set up an account and started uploading art back in February or something. Went back through 2015 to basically the oldest stuff I felt proud of, just went ham on it. As of today I have 382 images on there.

It's a super streamlined system. You can make sub-galleries for all your art and organize to your heart's content. Tagging is a dream. The best part of the tags is you can edit them and add information, so there are tags designated for characters, for races, for copyright (i.e. the TV show or game they came from). There's even a way to make a tag for you as an artist, so everything I post is tagged #edibleflowers. You can upload one image or multiple images at a time. You can also favorite and comment on images. And you can link the images offsite if you want them on AO3 or wherever.

Here's the best part. The site is designed to be NSFW-friendly, so you can add a label (in fact, you have to) if the art is questionable or mature. So you never have to see NSFW art if you don't want to. You can flip that switch off, or you can set it to only show questionable content, or let your little heart run free and see everything. Because we're adults and we deserve spaces to be adults.

It's a free site, and I believe even the ads were recently removed because they weren't getting much use. Really, the only downside is that it doesn't get much traffic, but it makes for a great portfolio site to have everything in one place.

edited to add: this is probably far past containment, but I want to note that this post is in direct response to the change in Discord's image hosting policy and just before I made this, I rb'd something about that. Then I was going on about itaku in the tags and realized I should just make this post, which is why it starts off the way it does.

In short: I know about what Discord is doing and don't need to be informed. Thanks =)

[project-doomsday]

DD Progress/Updates 22

Hello everyone!!! It’s me EMatooney back at it again with moreeeeeeee stuff!!

Good news!!! Dib is finally at last completely colored in!

Now all that’s left is the dreaded backgrounds…

I’ll try to get it done as quickly as possible because next week I’ll be on vacation in Florida and everything will be on a short hiatus until I get back. However!!! Do not fret! I will still be around!! I won’t be dead… yet.

Anyways… these new pages will be the last time you’ll see Dib’s room in a while! I’ve started working on some blueprints of the Membrane Household.

Designing the interior has to be one of the hardest things I’ve done because the actual design of the membrane house is by far THE MOST INSANE INTERIOR DESIGN IVE SEEN. WHERE IS EVERYTHING?? WHEERE IS THE KITCHEN??? DO THEY HAVE STAIRS??? WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE STAIRS. So as you can see in the pictures above… I kinda did my own thing while still retaining some of the original show’s design.

Have some pictures of me struggling to grasp the concept of Membrane’s horrible interior choices.

Other than that, that’s all I have to share!! I’m very excited to finish this up! Stay tuned for more!!

- EMatooney ❤️❤️

Edit: why does this have a mature content label???

[writingcold]

Bootleggers & Wildflowers

Greetings!  Welcome to Chapter 1 of B&W!  I’ve been holding this one incredibly close and the story is very dear to me.  I guess that’s partly why I’m feeling skittish about sharing it.  I hope you like it.  I feel like I should say that this is a slow romance, with a light dusting of smut.  There is some steamy scenes in this first chapter, but that is not the focus of this story.   

Thank you once more to @whitesuitjake for the Jake edit for the cover, @gardensgatedaisy for listening to me whine and gush and show off pictures of little discoveries, and finally to @lvnterninthenight, Bobbie, your criticism and red pen has meant so much to me.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Chapter 1 is all about introductions, so we’ll be meeting Cora, Susannah, and Molly in this entry.  There are three parts, three POVs.  Word Count: approximately 4700 words. 

This is a work of fiction, and is totally mine.  Please do not take it for your own personal use.  I’ve put in hours of research, hours upon hours of writing, re-writing, screaming, yelling and vomiting over this epic of a story.  But it is mine.

Main pairing: Jake X OC, Sam X OC, Danny X OC, mentions of Josh X OC. 

Content Warning:  Mentions of poverty, personal strife, young marriage, alcohol and drinking, smoking, language, unprotected sex (Sam x OC and Danny x OC).  This is an adults only story - that’s why there’s a mature label slapped on it.  If you are under 18, please go elsewhere.

Chapter One: Introductions Part 1: Cora POV

May, 1926

     Elegant.  The singular word flitted through Cora’s mind as her eyes took in the dark wood of the office that was bathed in the early afternoon sunlight.  The man that sat behind the huge, intricately carved desk, wore a lush navy suit, embossed vest, with a crisp white dress shirt, a perfectly starched collar and black and gray bow tie.  He wore his hair short, but held enough curls that did not allow for the classic taper cut that most young men wore.  Instead, it was all the same length that was professional, but belied his youth.  Cora placed him no more than five, at most, six years older than herself, and yet, he was highly educated, poised and a honed businessman. 

     “You seem awfully skinny to be wanting a job here,”  the man said with an uninterested eye.  “You look like you could barely lift a sack of flour, let alone stand for ten hours a day.  Tell me, Miss Janas, why do you need this job?”

     Cora shifted in her chair, very aware that Mr. Kiszka was looking her up and down, searching for any reason to tell her to leave.  “Sir, I need this job to help my mother support the family.  I’m much stronger than I look.  I’ve been working as a laborer for the Kilbourne farm for the past three years.”

     “Where’s your father?”  Mr. Kiszka asked with a raised brow, his dark eyes sparkling.

     She wondered if he was looking for an illicit reason as to why her father was not around.  “He died three years ago, sir, from wounds he, uh…”  

     She paused.  Her father passed away from wounds from the war, but they did not talk about it.  Her mother refused to believe that her father was so damaged that he could not function beyond their own farm.  

     He waved his manicured hand, his eyes relaying that he was disinterested in any further explanation.  “Do you have a better dress you can wear?”

     The question drew her back once more.  “Sir?”

     “I’ll take that as a no,”  he remarked with a shake of his head. His fingers tugged at the chain of his very fine pocket watch, his face drifting away from her in a brief reprieve.  He puffed out his cheeks as he pushed the watch back into the pocket of his finely tailored waistcoat before fixing the lapel of his coat.  “I’ll tell you what.  I’ll give you a week's trial.  You’ll make fifty cents a day.  You prove that you can handle it, I’ll make the post permanent and you’ll get a dollar a day from then on out.”

     Cora felt her face drain of color.  Fifty cents per day was five times what she made for Kilbourne.  A dollar a day if she made it through would mean better in their bellies at night and so much more.  She tried to hide her swallow by dipping her chin, but he was already standing and moving to get her to leave his office.  He smoothed his hand across the lapel of his fine suit coat as he held the door open for her.  She scrambled to her oxford clad feet and smiled widely as he directed her back into the main shop.  She extended her hand as he offered his own.

     “Thank you, Mr. Kiszka. This opportunity means more than you know,”  she said warmly.  

     He smiled politely, his eyes turned towards the side of the shop.  “We’ll see you back here, Monday morning, eight o’clock sharp.”

     “Yes, sir.”

     The Kiszka and Wagner Mercantile and General Store had been purchased by the families a few years prior.  The two sided store was anchored in the middle with wide case openings for customers to move between the two shops, with a central register with beautiful marble counters and elaborate wrought iron framing the space like art, but functional as a way to keep the register safe.  The coved ceilings drew the dreamy eye up with its delicate tin tiles of hammered sun rays on the mercantile side and of pastoral regional themes on the general store side.  The dark woods of the cabinetry and pristine, clear glass of the fronts was sleek, displaying all sorts of goods from fabric, housewares, toiletries, jewelry, as well as many curios and catalogs made up the mercantile shop, while the general store was just as detailed, but featured dry goods, baked and dried foods, seasonal produce and canned goods.  The shops were always busy being one of three such shops across the bustling town of Kingsford.

     Cora watched as another one of the Kiszka brothers walked toward the eldest of them as she began to move away.  It was Joshua’s twin - Jacob.  The man’s dark eyes were always serious and sharp.  Like his brother, he was dressed flawlessly in a black suit with a softer ivory dress shirt and black tie.  He passed her without so much as a glance, leaving the smell of tobacco in his wake.  She flashed a smile at the girl behind the ornate marble-topped counter before she pushed her way outside into the cool breeze of the late spring.  It was going to be a long walk home, but her mother was going to be happy.  A job in town would be a surprise.  A job in town that promised three dollars for the first week was unheard of in her world. Six dollars a week would add up quickly.   Perhaps they could move to town and get one of the little bungalows on the west side, eventually.  Cora knew she was going to have to work the hardest that she could manage.     The Kiszkas were fairly new to the town of Kingsford, but they already had the mercantile shop, the general store, as well as the dancehall next door.  People were saying that they were from down south, near Detroit with ties to Chicago, which she took to mean big businesses at first. Then the rumors came thick for the area, with words of bootleggers, illegal liquor, and the ultimate of whispered words… ‘mafia’.  Cora could care less.  By the time she reached the edge of town, she had convinced herself that the Kiszkas’ were just another family that were trying to make it during the crazy times of 1926.  

     The family she knew only through reputation at church, and from a wide distance.  All four of the gentlemen were typical residents in the hall prior to, during and after services, every Sunday.  They were generous, always there to add to the donation pot for various needs of members of the community.  The town had readily accepted them for their outward appearance for genuinely wanting to be part of the growth of the fledgling town.  

     Cora did not reach the cottage until late in the afternoon.  She changed quickly to her cotton dress and boots and ran to the barn to help Mr. Kilbourne with the milking.  He scolded her as she pushed against Daisy to get her into the chute.  She just nodded and smiled to herself.  He wasn’t going to push her around anymore.  She would be respectable, with a respectable job in town as an in-shop clerk and they wouldn’t hold her father’s debt over their heads for too much longer.

     She cleared her throat as the farmer was trailing out of the barn to capture his attention.  When he looked at her with his typical subjective expression, Cora sucked her cheeks in to garner up her strength.  “I’ll have you know, Mr. Kilbourne, that I have a trial job in town starting Monday and won’t be here to work for you.”

      He turned back towards her, his blotchy features turning sour.  “Trial job?  What does that mean?”

      “Mean that for the week, I work my tail off,”  she said as his beady eyes narrowed on her.  “If they like the way I work, then I will have a permanent post and won’t have to work for you any more.”

       He made a rude sound deep in his throat before sucking on his teeth and spitting into the ground.  His eyes roamed across her frame as he laughed.  “Yeah.  You’ll be back to me in a few days.  You ain’t smart enough to work nowhere but here, girlie.”

      Rosemary Janas was wiping her hands across a yellowed dish towel as Cora peeled off her boots and slid back into her oxfords to enter the cottage.  The planks of the floor whined as they walked, as if the tiny three room structure bemoaned their entire existence.  Her mother’s face was terribly thin and full of woe.  The once happy blue of her eyes was full of dull gray worry and hunger.  

     Cora nodded to her mother before she washed and started rounding up the rest of the children to get to the table.  The family of six were castaways scraping by on the meager earnings of the two women.  The younger siblings ranged from 17 down to six.  At twenty, Cora should have been married, but she was too busy trying to get her siblings to survive to care much about that business.

     The family sat down to beans and bread, saying their prayers and speaking not a word as they ate.  Cora and her sister Junie set to doing the dishes while her mother put the youngest children to bed.  It was not until their mother returned to sit down at the table to do the night’s mending that Cora could share her news.

     “I’ll start Monday,”  she beamed, unable to hide her broad smile.  

     Her mother frowned.  “It’s an hour walk twice a day.  What if the weather turns?  What if you can’t get home?  And what of your duties here?  Mr. Kilbourne expects you to be milking and in the field.”

     Cora had not thought about the logistics and she did not care.  “Money may mean that we can finally get into town to live, Mama.  Perhaps even before the autumn comes.  And I’ve told Kilbourne that I’m not working this next week.  That if I get a permanent posting, I won’t have to work for him at all.”

     “One job can’t be that good,”  she said quietly.  “And that’s a lot of maybe’s to put any worth into.”

     “I work hard and make it through the first week, I’ll be bringing home $6 a week, Mama.  I think it’s more than enough for one of those-”

     Her mother’s eyes closed with a deep, mournful sigh.  “I’m not telling you not to work the job, Cora.  It’s just the other pieces that you need to think about.  Without your hands to feed this family, we will fail.  Terribly.”

     “I know, Mama,”  she said, folding her hands in her lap.  

     “Junie, head to bed.  Cora and I need some quiet,”  her mother said to the younger girl.

     Junie stood up, her frail body evident as her dress caught against her knees as she moved.  Her dark hair appeared brassy in the thin braid that snaked over her shoulder.  She had the same sad blue eyes as their mother.  Cora grinned at the girl as she walked past but received no warmth in return.

     Once there was silence again, Rosemary’s face grew even grayer.  “Had a gentleman come by who is interested in marrying that one.”

     Cora’s stomach lurched.  Her mother caught the sight of her reaction and shook her head.  

     “One less mouth to feed, Cora,”  she whispered.  “And Mr. Archer is a good man.  Educated.  He’ll provide a good home for her and a respectable place in town.”

     Cora tried to recall the name to place a face.  Her throat burned when she remembered the man from church.  “Mother!  He’s close to double her age - and with children no less.”

     “She’s got experience with her siblings just fine,”  Rosemary said, her whole body looking exhausted, not just her voice.  “I’ve already given the blessing as he will pay for the services.”

      Cora sat back with a huff in her chair.  The only reason why her mother had not married her off yet was because she could earn a wage, whereas Junie was too frail for hard physical work.  She bit the insides of her bottom lip in an effort to keep herself from crying.  Fat tears struck her cheeks despite her efforts.  Her mother shook her head disapprovingly.

      “I was married by seventeen.  I should have married you off as soon as your father passed, but…”

      Cora hiccuped before she slapped her hands across her mouth to keep from making too much noise.  The fate of her sister ground upon her spirit.  There would be no love for her.  There would be no joy.  At least not like in the storybooks that had once been their father’s they had snuck from the Kilbourne’s house to read out back of the barn.  Her mother stood with a sigh and walked away, presumably to fetch the sewing basket so that they could work together on their task that was heaped on the table, leaving Cora alone in her own grief.

Chapter One: Pt 2, Susannah POV

     The feel of the silk robe against her body and the whiskey on her tongue felt like putting her skin back on and her dignity into place.  She sat alone, her thin body shivering against the chill that was always present in the back of the house.  The music that played in the dancehall below was throbbing through the floorboards and the singular privacy curtains for the girls that were under the employ of the Kiszka’s speakeasy.  

     Another sip of whiskey; a light of a cigarette.  It was Susannah’s ritual in trying to shake off the fifteen minute venture that she had to perform four nights a week in addition to her dancing with the troupe as a whole.  There were only a few others that actually endured what she did, though their trials were chosen, hers was happenstance.  Six weeks prior, she was donning a new costume with individual crystals forming the bodice of her dress.  Another dancer’s finger had accidently caught hold and the entire covering of her torso was spilled out in mesmerizing fashion.  Of course, the crowd thought it was part of the act.  She carried on, despite seeing Sam in the back, jaw clenched shut as Joshua yucked it up right along with his customers.

     Since then, they honed it into a whole routine that Susannah still felt hollow about, but it came with a raise and a weird sort of prestige that also meant more uncounted tips from customers.  Visually, it was the spectacle that brought in clientele.  No one but herself, Sam and her friends seemed to care about the damage it caused to her own soul.

     Bringing the cigarette up to her lips, she heard Sam’s footfalls somewhere behind her.  He was looking rather hard toned, leaving her to try to prepare for what was to come.  Rolling her eyes up in the mirror as his face came into view, she saw the gleam in his eyes.  The possession.  The need to reclaim her like he had anything to actually be concerned about.  The man was the prettiest face she had ever seen and was the best of lovers, and it was hard not to fall for the intelligence that was so evident within him.  He was always eager to share with her whatever he was working on.  

     His long fingers dug into her waist as he pulled her from her stool.  He grabbed her smoke, took a drag, then stomped it out on the floor before he began to push her towards the wall.  His eyes were black with need.  His mouth kissed her hard before he spun her, belly flush against the wall.  

     “Sam,”  she breathed as he kissed down her neck.

     His hand pressed against the middle of her back, holding her firmly in place.  He knocked her legs wide, hiking up the lavish robe.  His hands ghosted up her thighs as they quivered to keep up with his movements.  

     “Mine,”  he whispered in her ear before biting the lobe.  “Who’s pussy kisses my cock, baby?”

     “Only mine,”  she gasped as he stroked her roughly.

     The rasp of a growl against her skin made her breath catch.  

     “Who’s the only cum that lands on this skin?”  he whispered as he pushed his way into her.

     He started to fuck into her at a ruthless pace, stealing all breath and thought from her.  Sam stopped, teeth sinking into her shoulder.  

     “Answer me,”  he demanded in a softness that blazed through her head.

     “Yours, baby.  Only yours,”  she answered.

     His fingers snaked back around her hip, rubbing on her clit in tight, hard circles.  Susannah bit into her lip.  The chance for anyone to hear them was always too high.  The last thing she needed was to have voyeurs infringe, but his own need for her spiked when something was not right in the business or The Earl, and to see his woman strutting around, titties hanging out and bouncing for everyone’s pleasure troubled him deeply.  He had tried to argue with his eldest brother, but Joshua would not take him seriously, especially with that much money on the table.

     Her jaw dropped open as her body froze in its pleasure.  Every muscle, every nerve ending was on fire as he pushed against her, the roughness of his vest against her back, the power of his hips striking her ass, sent her into her beyond and back just in time to listen as he finished on the silk of her robe.

     His breath was hot against her neck as he came down and cleaned himself up on the silk.  Turning, he left her against the wall with a promise to return.  She pressed her forehead into the plaster, collecting her breath once more, placing her own feelings back onto the background that was Samuel Kiszka.

     When he returned, he tenderly removed the soiled robe, replacing it with another, lovingly tying the closure with one last kiss to her earlobe.  “Love you,”  he whispered, stepping away.

     She knew he was honest in his feelings towards her.  She could spill all the love she would ever have in her body and she would still have more to give to him.  He held her hand, leading her back the few steps back to her dressing table.  Susannah went right to putting her hair back into place and touching up her lipstick and rouge.

     “I hear there’s going to be a new shop girl,”  she said, catching his eye.  “It’s all the gossip back here.”

     Sam rolled his eyes.  “Josh hired a farm girl without experience.  She’ll never make it through her ‘trial week’, to be sure.  He’ll find some stupid reason to fire her.”

     “The girls are placing bets to see how many days this one will last.  It’s sad,”  she said with a sigh.  “I hear she’s pretty hard pressed.”

     “Starving is more like it.  Maybe that’ll give her an edge.”

     Susannah set down her brush.  “Samuel…”

     “Yes, love?”

     “What if we dish a bit of shit to your brother and help this one out?”

     Sam stopped fiddling with whatever he was doing and looked at her through the mirror.  There was a touch of twinkle in his eyes that she had not seen for a while.  The corners of his full mouth stretched and curled upwards.

     “Help her, huh?” 

     She nodded, rising to her feet.  “Renee deserves better help than the weak assed gams that have been through there.  It’s almost like he’s trying to run that poor girl into the ground.”

     “Well, she is the daughter of the man who we bought the store from.  It was the one part of the deal none of us liked,”  he remarked with a sour tone.

     “So, let’s take a few days to see how this one does and see where we can help her out?”

     “That would really rub Josh wrong, wouldn’t it?”

     Susannah grinned as she stepped close to him.  “And you never know, maybe we’ll make friends.  It’s been a while since I’ve been friends with anyone other than back of house girls.”

      He lowered his forehead down to hers, a sad look in his eyes.  “You know I’m trying to get us out of here, right?  I don’t ever want you to feel like you’re nothing but back of house.”

     “I know, baby.  It’s just what it is now.  Not always.”

     He smiled against her skin, bringing his hands up to cup her cheeks.  “If we do this, we’re gonna need Molly and Daniel’s help.  Agreed?”

     “I heard my name back there!  Don’t drag me through it you two!”  Molly called out from behind them.

     She grinned at the sound of her dear friend.  “Let me get dressed and let’s meet out front.”

     “I’ll go find Daniel, babe,”  he said with a nod.  

     “Susannah?”  Molly called out as she started to get dressed.  “You alone now?”

     “Yes sweetie,”  she cooed as she pulled the patent leather belt across low on her hips.  

     Molly’s lush curves appeared along with her deep chocolate eyes.  “I’m not sure I’m likin’ what’s cookin’ in that expression, doll.”

     “Ah, come on.  A little light meddling and probably a new friend along the way?  Sounds like a win-win to me.”

Chapter One: Pt. 3, Molly POV

    Crossing the wide planked floor, Molly shifted her skirt so that the slits running up the sides were lined up with her hip bones once more.  The last ‘gentleman’ dancer was too handsy.  One look at her Danny and the issue was remedied in a hurry.  His dark eyes sparkled with a heat as he dragged the man out of the dancehall with a threat that continued bad behavior towards the ladies would earn him a rock gut and dented brain cover.  

     It was Tuesday afternoon and word from Susannah was that the new girl was in her place in the store.  Sam had said she had done very well for her first day.  She watched the clock closely, counting down the minutes and the sweaty man's hands until her shift was over.  The day seemed to line up just right; she could catch a glimpse of the girl in the shop to get a feel of what she was about before heading for home.  

     Danny strolled back inside, hands tapping against the outside line of his thighs.  The smile that graced his mouth made her heart flutter.  She was down bad for that man and he knew it, but radiated it back to her every moment of the day.   With hands on hips, she shimmied at him and he swiped his hands like he was moving over her curves with an air kiss.

     The next customer waved his dollar bill at her and she took her time, eyes straying to her lover before finally allowing the man to wrap his hand across her shoulder and to take her hand to lead her in something that resembled a dance with sore toes included.  She affixed her emotionless stare as he rubbed his hand up and down her side, humming along to the tune.  She placed her mind back to the morning, waking up to Daniel, his sleepy face hovering just over hers.  He kissed her body tenderly like he worshiped every inch of her.  His tongue and teeth and lips and nose rutting through her folds until she cried out for mercy to just fuck her all ready.  It was his favorite state to put her into just before he made good on his work.  

     Molly felt the memory of his touch against her mouth as he fucked into her, spilling into her with his hands bound in her hair.  She often wondered what luck she had to have found him, though often he vocalized that he was the one that was lucky.  The heat of him passed over her as her eyes found him talking with Jacob by the main door.  It always magnified the kindness and adoration for the man to see him interact with Jacob and Samuel.  They were truly his brothers in the world where he had none to claim as his own.  And the Kisza brothers, including Joshua, were so quick to accept him, fight for him, protect him.  It was a true cycle of trust and loyalty between the four men. 

     Finally, she spun away with a kiss on the man’s cheek that allowed her to finally march away and end her day.  Her feet were screaming, her body felt like she needed a three day soak to get the grime off, and her brain just wanted her body to be cradled by her Danny.  She made her way to her dressing table, cleaning herself up, wiping off the overdone makeup and pulling down her frilly new dress that hugged her in all the right places.  She would have only a short period that she could glimpse the new girl.  She knew it was a hurry.  Walking out, she waved at Danny to join her.  Jacob had already disappeared.  

     “Ready, my love?”  he asked, holding out his elbow for her to take.

     “Yes, babe,”  she cooed with a smile.  “So, tell me what is she like?”

     “Miss Cora is working hard,”  he said as he held the door for her.  “She’s actually keeping close to being in step with Renee.”

     “Really,”  Molly breathed.  Renee grew up in that shop.  For the new girl to be doing so well meant that she was motivated and a fast study.  “How does Renee feel about that?”

     Danny grinned as his dark eyes met hers.  “She’s keeping her fingers crossed for this one.  Only thing is her attire…”

     “What is that?”  she asked more to herself than to her partner.

     Jacob was standing at the door, his face looking into the shop for a long moment.  He leaned in and opened the door to allow a mousy looking woman in a very plain dress out along with a very well dressed customer.  The woman was terribly thin, nearly frail looking, despite the items that she carried to the auto that waited for the customer.  Jacob watched as the woman set the items down, a warm smile on her face.  He waited for her to return before walking in behind her.  Molly’s face brightened with thought.

     “Oh my, Daniel,”  she sighed as she tightened her hold on the crook of his arm.  “Did you see that?”

     “See what, baby?”  he asked, looking down at her.

     “Been a while since I’ve seen Jacob curious about a skirt,”  Molly stated before she maneuvered forward towards the shop.

     Daniel let out a dismissive snort.  “Jacob?  I highly doubt that, sweetheart.  He was too into Bea for anything like that to strike again.”

     Molly frowned at him, her amber colored eyes darkening.  “Really? The heart is kind of strange.  Just when you think you’re never going to heal, it spies something it wants and compels you to move on, my love, even after someone like Bea comes along.”

     They walked closer to the shop, but Molly did not need to walk inside.  Instead, she watched at the window like she was looking at the display of goods and wares.  “So, if she’s good in the skills department, then let’s get her surface to match her skill.”

     Molly had a talent that was unparalleled in the county.  She could look at anyone, man, woman, child, and be able to visually tailor onto their frame perfectly.  She just needed to study how the person stood, moved and how their body was structured.  Renee caught her looking, but continued on without question.

     “Good girl,”  she breathed as she watched the lovely Miss Cora move from one side of the store to the other with quick steps and never overly rushed movements.  

     She nodded to Danny and they continued on down the street, arm in arm.  “So, when do we kidnap her and dress her up?”

     Daniel looked down at her with a gentle smile.  “Really?  I don’t think that will be looked upon with a kind eye by her.  I’ll talk with Sam and see what we come up with.  You just get your end ready.”

Hope you liked it.  I’ll be back next Wednesday with Chapter Two.  Let me know what you think!  If you’d like to join my tag list - you can find it here

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Tulip's Fanfiction Masterlist

A list of all of the fics I've written and posted on here, mostly just for The Bad Batch and The Clone Wars. All fics labeled with "🔥" are mature content, so minors DNI. This masterlist is subject to be edited/changed/revised, so expect future additions to be seen as I write more.

Last Updated: July 25th, 2024

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Dr. Cais Varru Sketches

Dr. Waylon Vrand Shirtless Sketch

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More Baby Rodian

The Bad Batch

EVEN MORE Baby Rodian

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Crosshair:

After Dark - Sub!Crosshair x Femdom!Reader 🔥

Hard Candy - Crosshair x gn!Reader

Tech:

Why Do You Call Me That? - Tech x gn!Reader (some slight Sub!Tech, but then towards the end the tables turn) 🔥

Echo:

Calma - Echo x gn!Reader

Hunter:

Do You Want Me to Brush Your Hair? - Hunter x gn!Reader

Pretty Boy - Sub!Hunter x gn!Reader 🔥

Wrecker:

Like a Teddy Bear - Wrecker x gn!Reader

OC Fics:

I'll Never Be Sick of You - Crosshair x Dr. Waylon Vrand (OC) 🔥

Losing All Control - Crosshair x Dr. Waylon Vrand (OC) 🔥 (sequel to the fic above)

Tell Me a Story - Dr. Waylon Vrand (OC) Origin Story

Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Coruscant Guard:

The Perfect Girl - Commander Fox x Fem!Punk!Reader 🔥

Tranquility - Commander Fox x GN!Reader Ficlet [slightly suggestive themes]

Wolfpack:

Just the Right Way - Commander Wolffe x GN!Reader Ficlet [Implied NSFW, suggestive themes] 🔥

501st:

Time After Time - ARC Trooper Fives x GN!Reader

[sea-lanterns]

Sorry sorry I didn’t mean to sound so aggressive before

Your fics have been mostly fine for content, it just is hard to check with the censors since I get a bit squeamish sometimes.

I guess I don’t really get why the mature label is a bad thing since smut is mature content or why it being above/below the cut changes how tumblr sees it. I haven’t really noticed anything get hit with it from you or other writers

It’s up to you if you change the way you do warnings, sorry if I sounded too confrontational I really didn’t mean to come across like that

Thank you for approaching me nicely about this though, I appreciate you not coming off as too confrontational with the topic :)

Unfortunately though, I don’t think I will be removing the period censorship from my warnings. A lot of people don’t understand the severity of the mature content label, because it tends to happen to posts that gain too much traction in a short amount of time.

Because I am a somewhat popular writer, my fics gain quite a bit of attention in a short amount of time, and thus flags Tumblr to pay closer attention to it as well. If they catch a word that’s sexual or explicit above the cut of a post, they can slap a mature content warning on my fic and remove it from the tags, such as “genshin smut” or “arlecchino x reader” for example.

Mature content labels prevent a lot of people from seeing my fic. People who read through searching up tumblr tags, will be unable to see my fics if the maturity label is put on them. It can be extremely difficult to find my fics unless you follow my blog and know how to navigate my masterlist, so reading would be difficult for everyone.

That’s why I put periods sporadically through my warnings, specifically the words that I think are too explicit for Tumblr’s tastes. It prevents Tumblr from catching explicit words and thus removing the fic from tags. I just want people to be able to see my work, so that is why I do it.

I hope you understand I’m not trying to be selfish when I do this. I just want readers to be able to easily find and read my fics. Maturity labels are quite literally what many big writers on Tumblr fear, so a lot of us will censor sexual words in the warnings to prevent that.

I hope this gives a better explanation as to why I do what I do, and also why so many smut writers hate the maturity label lol

EDIT: I also forgot to mention, but maturity labels also prevent my readers from getting the fic on their dashboard. Even if you follow my blog, the maturity label will hide the fic from your dash, meaning you won’t see it at all.

[siennatrinhappreciationweek]

Sienna Trinh Appreciation Week: Day 2

Baking and Hobbies: How does Sienna spend her free time?

What is Sienna's favorite recipe to bake when she needs to unwind?

Describe a hobby or activity Sienna loves that isn't related to her medical career.

How does Sienna balance her demanding job with her personal hobbies?

If Sienna were to take up a new hobby, what would it be and why?

The prompts are for inspiration. Feel free to share your responses to these questions or submit anything about Sienna's free time activities.

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[ruibaozha]

"Purportedly it’s from an excerpt where Erlang is pretending to be a concubine" sorry for my confusion but was this line supposed to be in response to the screenshot where someone said that "erlang is technically canonically genderfluid"? if so then thank you for answering the question i've had since the day i saw that tweet get posted... considering WHO made that tweet, i had my Doubts™ as to the accuracy of that claim. i know you're primarily a Nezha blog but would you be able to provide a little more context/direct me to where i can find more context abt Erlang pretending to be a concubine?

I must disclose that I do not have positive relationships with anyone featured in those screenshots. There are many reasons, which I will gladly explain in private.

I had to ask a few friends about this, as my expertise isn’t with Er’lang, but this is what I was able to discover. During the opera The Monkey King Er’lang does disguise himself as a widow to trick Sun Wukong which results in an attempted assault of Sun Wukong onto Er’lang. However, during the opera Havoc in Heaven there is a lot of sexual innuendo involved between the two; especially as Sun Wukong has Er’lang straddled by the waist and being hit repeatedly in his rear. It can be read here.

To the best of my knowledge this is the only incident where Er’lang presents himself as a woman, and to the extent of what I know any other cases of this don’t exist. Moreover, the existence of this singular incident doesn’t contribute to the label of “misogynist” and is moreso reflective of the humour and non-serious nature Chinese opera can sometimes be - even if the jokes and gags didn’t age well.

EDIT: Within chapter 54 of Canonization of the Gods Er’lang disguises himself as a Zhou concubine to trick Tu Xingsun, someone who had snuck into the Zhou camp to capture and assassinate King Wu. As detailed below:

I really don’t know why these claims exist or why anyone has chosen to make a problem out of what is, at it’s core, nothing. It’s probably indicative of maturity and ability or lack thereof to consume and criticize media from China that has not undergone any substantial amendments to its contents.

This really feels like a “nothing sandwich” and people scrambling for something to accuse others of for the sake of appearing morally superior — even if the argued point doesn’t actually exist.

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[pudding-parade]

Okey-dokes, here we go. My attempt at a Random Legacy Challenge. 

Meet the Founders!

The randomizer dictated that I have a “single parent with ‘help’,” so I decided to make my founders a pair of siblings. Whichever of them reproduces first will generate the heir. (Since the randomizer dictated only one kid for this generation, there won’t be any kind of choice involved with the first heir.) My RNG decided that my siblings would be a brother and sister, so...Meet the Donovan siblings, seen here watching early-morning TV in their jammies...

Alicia Donovan

Age: 24

Orientation: Straight

Traits: Workaholic, Slob, Great Kisser, Perceptive, Athletic

LTW: Become an International Super Spy

Favorite Food: Sushi

Favorite Color: Black

Sign: Pisces

Andrew Donovan

Age: 22

Orientation: Straight

Traits: Brave, Handy, Eco-Friendly, Light Sleeper, Schmoozer

LTW: Become an Astronaut

Favorite Food: Aloo Masala Curry

Favorite Color: Blue

Sign: Taurus

(Yes, I deliberately gave them names starting with “A.” And the kid that one of them generates will have a name beginning with “B.” This in no way means that I expect to do 26 generations. In the event that I make it through multiple generations at all, this convention will just make it easier for me to remember which individuals come from which generation.)

The siblings live in this house in Meadow Glen:

It has two bedrooms and one-and-a-half baths as well as an empty basement. It sits at the end of the road, and the river that separates the map into a “town” side and a “farming” side wraps around the side and the back of the lot. From the back of the house, there’s a view of a waterfall across the river. Pretty nice for two unemployed people barely out of their teens, eh?

The world has twelve NPC households, all generated by NRaas Story Progression, so that the siblings will have other individuals to interact with. I will slowly make them over (or at least fix the egregious “fashion” that they generated with) as I play. I also use the Abductor mod, and have abduction chance and pregnancy chance (for both sexes) set fairly high because I wouldn’t mind an alien kid or three in my legacy family. I have the mod set to allow NPC abduction as well, so hopefully alien residents will be seeded into the population as time goes on.

Notes:

I decided that I want to do some editing on the pics for this save. Why? Partly because I wanted to make the pics look different from the other saves I post about, but mostly because I just felt like fiddling around in Photoshop. I wanted something matte/bleached/sharp, and after fiddling with different pics to make sure the process I eventually came up with would work fairly globally, I recorded an action and...there it is.

This “story” (which won’t be a story, really) will contain “mature content.” I’m using the Passion mod in this save, and I will want to take some “mature” pics and share them here and there. Nothing really graphic, much less pornographic, but spicier than “vanilla” Tumblr would probably permit, and I’m not going to censor anything. I will of course use Tumblr’s “community labels” for such posts. If you have your Tumblr account set to see “mature content,” then you’ll see those posts. If you don’t, you won’t. Such posts probably won’t be at all necessary to follow the “story,” so you won’t really miss anything if you don’t see those posts. I just thought I’d mention it.

[namor-shuri]

So that fic you wrote was hot and I was curious if you plan to write more 🙈 Love your page btw!

Me pleasantly surprised that y’all enjoyed the one shot when meanwhile I was nervous af with spicy armpits posting it. Well I’ll be damned. Cheers to trying new things and being horny creative 🥂💗 lol

No but fr, thank you! Tbh I’m not really sure. I haven’t written fics before so I don’t know where to start or what I would write about. I’ve read a lot of fanfics over the years so I think that’s why I could get this one shot out but even then, it felt like A LOT lol. I’ve always respected writers [whether you build fictional worlds or create non fictional anecdotes and everything in between] but after writing that, I BOW DOWN even more. Like how do you write whole chapters ?? And how do you write explicit scenes and NOT cringe the entire time?? I’m realizing there’s a thin line between telling a story and describing something. Showing vs telling. Whether you’re a pro at writing or just starting off, we seriously appreciate what you do and please keep putting your stuff out there. I have a bunch of ideas in my head but I think they come to mind in visual form first before written. If anything, I’m realizing I like making stuff that’s the jump off point for a story vs writing the actual story itself lol if that makes sense. Like this battle post or revenge cowboy edit I made, for example. But we’ll see, maybe I’ll give it another go. Never say never, right? 🤷🏾‍♀️

On that note, I’ve been really wanting to sprinkle in more nsfw posts on my page but I completely forgot that with the new guidelines, every page went to a default setting of not seeing mature content on Tumblr. There was a gap where I wasn’t on here so I didn’t realize that I needed to go through my main blog and physically change my settings. So unfortunately if I post mature content, a majority of you won’t be able to interact or see it unless you have this setting changed yourself. I understand there’s probably creative ways to work around it and post nsfw stuff without having to put a label and all that jazz but I haven’t figured that out yet. I literally reblogged someone’s post once and made a joke and because I used a certain word the entire post was immediately labeled mature 🥴 So *inhales exhales* I gotta figure that out. Send help pls lol

If you prefer to see mature/ nsfw posts on Tumblr, here is a link that will help you change your settings.

THANK YOU 🩵