#i'm ur target audience...

[hazmatazz]

ty all black ppl that make tutorials and information videos about ur hair btw. you're great and wonderful

[bluecrocss]

Adult PJO fans: "I can't relate to her if she doesn't look like me" "this is disrespectful to book!Annabeth" "I can't see her as the same character if she's black" "blonde, white women are soooo underrepresented in media. No one else can understand 😫"

Meanwhile, the actual demographic the show and books are for:

(@/walkersriptide_ on TikTok)

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Caveats in the tags.

[insertsacoolname]

"uhh I'm not homophobic, I just don't like Will 🙄"

Btch you were literally saying that L*nnie was a good father and only sane one in the family bffr!!

[i-mybrunettelady]

I might be self-pitying and hormonal and very much an aggrieved Victorian orphan spiritually but why am I getting recommended fem//cel content

I am not an angsty teenager anymore pls

[wof-reworked]

I've said this before but genuinely working with kids who love WOF for a solid 80% of my week for the past year/year and a half is what's actually killed my interest in WOF (tho I'm still here, obviously, and the ttrpg isn't going anywhere). Like,,,, idk man they have stickers on their water bottles of their fave guys and I think it's just made me detach a lot more from the rewriting I do bc as long as kids are having fun with it I kind of settle into a neutral tolerance instead of the like writing mania that this blog has operated on for the past,,,,,, jesus, it's been 8 years.

[sga-owns-my-soul]

me, thinking about posting something: hmm idk would people like it? would they find it funny? would they reblog it?

me to myself: who gives a shit YOU like it YOU think it's funny YOU would reblog it this is your blog fuck what other people think they can unfollow you

[the-acid-pear]

I have yet to keep inspecting the sweepstakes, I need some air and food first, but I might as well share what I've been thinking about Mike today, because I heard of an interpretation saying Mike was a camera man for Spamton which ... Is very interesting. Like for me this makes me think of Mike as someone who admired Spamton, someone way smaller than him, definitely younger imo, who simply excitedly followed along with the orders given. I mean, up to a certain point. I mean this feeling is reinforced in the q&a when asked about Mike, that makes Spamton get very defensive, almost protective. In my eyes it almost creates this almost platonic familiar bond dynamic whatever. But like this is just a shot in the dark, bc what we know is, 3 lines, period. But if when chapter 3, 4 and 5 come out and Mike is there and I'm right about these things then I'm gonna feel like a god tbh.

[kurominiiiz]

The amount of incest, noncon, and pedophilic jjk smut content is getting out of hand.

"Just scroll if you don't like it!" - this doesn't negate the fact they're posting disgusting scenarios. They're targeting an audience of people who should seek therapy. That kind of shit is not okay.

It's like saying "scroll part a zoophile account on Twitter if u don't like it." See how stupid it sounds?

This Fandom is slowly becoming one i regret being in because of just how disgusting people are becoming. Come on guys, do better.

It's okay to have kinks and fetishes, but that doesn't mean they're okay. It's not okay to sexualize minors, it's not okay to sexualizw little space, it's not okay to sexualize r//pe! I get dubcon, but noncon? That's literally just nonconsensual sex.

Anyways. Rant over. Do better, people.

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Edit: I have MUCH more to say on this now that I've read some other inputs:

The problem isn't "block and move on" or "ur arguing for fiction..." it's the fact people are exposing minors and already mentally ill people to VERY REAL and DISGUSTING scenarios. It doesn't matter that they're fictional, what they're writing about is a real issue. Blocking tags doesn't work most of the time, so stop saying to shut up and just use that feature.

Another thing is that people are making these writings so normal that they are making others think it's okay. When I was younger, I had unsupervised internet access and was exposed to smut like this. It messed me up and got me institutionalized because I didn't know it wasn't okay to talk about. Minors nowadays are also very unsupervised and will come across your stuff. I'm worried for the next generation.

Last thing, the excuse "they're just fiction" is flawed because you're ignoring the PSA! You wouldn't say this if it was about something else, right? If someone was saying: "I love lolicon!" You wouldn't block and move on. You would call their asses out and comment bomb them. It's the same concept, except on a broader spectrum. You're enabling the behavior of these vile creatures that need serious help. You're not doing anyone any good by saying "this is so unnecessary" or "they're fictional..."

(Update: read this post about my asks if you plan on sending a hate message or threat lol)

[hallwayheart]

'piracy is wrong' ea is a money hungry, soulless corporation lining its pockets with money made off of an audience of 18-30 year olds in the middle of an international cost of living crisis, cashing it in on an era of overconsumption and 'ill buy it for this one feature'. in the past year it's implemented micro-transactions & Well let's be honest, ea takes advantage of consumers through the ea creator network by using them as a marketing technique to get consumers to buy their products and Like yeah that's blatantly obvious but i feel the need to put it into words because frankly it's sinister.

there's a blatant lack of transparency often enough and i understand this is peoples job and i have nothing against anyone who is attached to the network nor am i targeting anyone. at the end of the day ea is the bigger problem and these are regular people who love the sims and i wouldn't deny anyone the opportunity. but it's corrupt and sinister to me that ea uses this network and the gurus to market their products because simmers are far more likely to turn to creators and people in the community that they love to decide on buying a pack, then to examine the features themselves and make a decision. and i think this puts creators in an awkward position of transparency vs appeasing the evil corporation. and i feel for them While also feeling discomforted by this as a whole.

the people making the sims 4 who cared about the sims franchise left a long time ago, or their voices are drowned out so much by everyone around them that we can't hear them anymore. and i'm not telling you to pirate the game and stop giving ea any of your money so the game can die a sad But natural death and modders can take over and fix ea's mess and we can all live happy ever after because that's illegal and a crime but i also logically Cannot stop you from doing it.

what i am saying is to Put on your grown up pants and assess the state of the game, the state of the world, the state of over-consumption and consider how much money you have fed into corporations like EA and how much other people have influenced YOU purchasing things that ultimately didn't live up to your expectations. how many times has an influencer on tiktok talked about how much she loved a waterbottle Enough that you bought it. if you're happy with everything you've ever purchased that's FINE and some people really Truly do love certain ts4 ep's. seasons and growing together are the only ep's i'd recommend people buy, personally, and i don't doubt anyones honesty! But nuance can exist in this conversation. Two things can be true. make choices 4 urself & consider breaking up w ur favourite toxic video game corporation Today.

[narcissistshandler]

are you still making hobie fics 🙏

ps omg ur stuff is sooo delicious its crazy

req; please make a fic of hobie squirming from the reader's suggestive teasing/touch in a public place (diner, movie theater, school etc.) thanks so much !!!

𝗔𝗧𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗣𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔

pairing. hobie brown x gn reader

warnings. dry humping, frottage, cumming in pants, everything happens in public, reader has no gender or genitalia mentioned.

a/n. I don't think you guys have any idea how happy I always am with your compliments, I really hope you like this.

The chaotic, loud and fast symphony reverberated through your ears, the notes that sounded between a mix of rock and hard-hitting singing echoing through the speakers and filling the small local bar that was not much more than a joint where young people gathered to drink, listening to music and criticize the government — everything Hobie liked most, and that's why you had brought him here for a 'date'. Date. This wasn't exactly most people's idea of a date, but seeing the smile that never left Hobie's face as he jumped up and down and sang along to the familiar lyrics of the famous song the band covered, you knew this was exactly the ideal type of date for your boyfriend.

Everything was perfect. The band was a little out of tune, but that was ok, the stage presence made up for it. It was too crowded, and you could barely move without bumping into someone, but people were at least polite. Although, when Hobie was wearing the tightest leather pants, tall boots, and a fishnet top under the jacket that hid absolutely nothing, it was hard to pay much attention to anything else.

You gripped Hobie's hips, fingers against the cold leather hanging right over the protruding bones, tight enough to feel like a second skin. The set of belts purposely left a little loose over his pants and the silver of the thin strap around his neck reflecting under the lights. Hobie's body was warm, sweat running down the back of the neck under the black frizzy curls and you couldn't help but lean in and press your lips there, taking in the cold of the choker and the heat of his dark skin.

It was difficult to talk here and very easy to get lost in the small, lively crowd, which made it convenient for you to stay behind your boyfriend's body, holding him close to prevent you from separating —and from anyone getting the privileged view of Hobie's round ass.

Hobie chuckled, the bass of his laugh vibrating against your chest pressed against his back, otherwise it would have been difficult to notice. "Wanting to mark territory, huh?" he teased, turning his head a little to meet your gaze. The soft lights of the bar reflected in his leering gaze as he continued, "Not that I mind, but we're in public, babe."

You smiled playfully, fingers drawing circles on his hips. "I can't be blamed for wanting to keep the competition at bay. This privileged view is reserved for my eyes only."

Hobie opened his mouth and you leaned in even closer so you could hear what he was saying over the ferocious drums, "Well, in that case, I'm all yours. But let's not make it too obvious, or we might end up stealing the show."

“You’ve never complained about being the star of the show before,” you say, tone heavy with innuendo that precedes your hands inching up the sides of his hips, towards the toned stomach that ripples under your touch.

“Not when you're my only audience,” Hobie says back, but he doesn't pull away when your thumb traces his belly button piercing.

Although it was impossible to ignore the bodies pressing against you from all sides, elbows occasionally finding a target and feet stepping on each other, the atmosphere was dark enough that it was difficult to make out faces and between the euphoria, the alcohol and the music, you knew that something was missing for this date to be the best for Hobie, unforgettable. And he knew it too.

“I’ll still be in the front seat,” you said amused. Your fingers found the hem of his pants and Hobie's body shook, as if an electric shock had coursed through him. "Watching you, adoring you. No one else matters. What if someone sees? I'll still be the only one touching you."

Hobie turned his attention forward, seeming to look to see if anyone was paying attention. “I don’t know,” he said and you almost didn’t hear him, hand already flat against the front of Hobie’s pants. "[name]-" He tensed against you. You felt his erection through the leather, feeling the delicious heat of it radiating through the fabric. The contact made Hobie shudder.

Your lips pressed against his ear, wanting to make sure every word was heard:

"But you're already hard for me. You've been practically since we arrived. Don't think I haven't noticed you rubbing your ass against me."

Despite the stiffness in his shoulders from contact, there was still amusement and pride in his tone when he answered you, "I'm sure I wanted you to notice that last part."

"I'm sure you did, dirty boy."

The music pulses and the bass chords dance at the same time as your fingers run down the front of Hobie's pants, tracing the familiar outline of the member that presses against the leather. It felt like touching bare skin. "[name]," Hobie calls again, you don't hear the sound, you just read his full lips moving.

"Yes?" you ask, giving him a chance to stop you even if you don't stop touching him, rubbing the palm of your hand against him and pinching the tip between two fingers. Your other hand holds his hips, feeling the tension that ripples through the muscles. "Come on, Hobie, you know you want this."

His hips snap at the touch, slamming against your hand, then back against your crotch and back into your hand. There's still tension there though, and maybe it's because of the danger of doing this in public, but his every movement feels restrained and hard, like a poorly oiled gear trying to work.

Hobie is all hot against you, pulse racing beneath your open lips over the salty skin of his slender neck. He turns his head back, almost bumping his head against yours and searches for your mouth. "You're wicked, [name], you know I would never say 'no' to you," he pants, drowning the words against your mouth, forcing you to swallow your own name. He kisses you then, desperately, breathless and completely weak to the pleasure coursing through his veins as you slowly run your thumb along the sensitive tip of his member, matching the rhythm of your tongue sliding into his mouth.

One of your hands slides across the smooth leather, dragging your palm against his cock as you kiss him, the lyrics that sought to remind of all the weight and filth of the society clicking in your ears. Your other hand moves up, running over the bumpy fabric of the fishnet until finds a bulge that presses against your finger. The cold metal slides against your touch, pulling with it the pointy brown nipple peeking out from under his top and Hobie moans against your mouth, asking for 'more'. It was as if today, before leaving home, Hobie had chosen his clothes thinking about how you could touch him without difficulties or real barriers.

You drink in the sounds Hobie makes against your mouth, their volume is lost beneath the music, but the vibration of every moan and every utterance of your name reverberates against your lips, right into your mouth, like a song that only you had access.

Hand wrapped awkwardly around Hobie's dick, fingers practically digging into the sides of it, digging into the leather to get enough precision to pull him hard and fast through each thrust. Hobie writhes against you and melts and it's the most beautiful show. He keeps his mouth against yours even when the kiss ends, humming along to the guitar chords, cursing and following the lyrics of the song. He seems lost in his own head, his brown eyes shining with lust and one hand reached back and gripping your hair, using the support to swivel his hips in a sensual circle, the belts slapping against your arm.

"[name]," he sings through the song's lyrics as he moves against your hand, taking what he needs. "That feels good... you are... I need more... can you...? Fuck."

In the low light you doubted anyone could see the vision of the beautiful man coming apart beneath your fingers to the point where tears glistened in the corners of his eyes. It was a good thing not. You didn't want that in the end — soon — when the night reached its climax and Hobie followed, spilling for you in his pants, anyone else could watch his mouth falling open, hips erratic and his entire body shaking as he became unable to say anything other than your name. The most beautiful spectacle of all and that belonged only to your eyes.

[metroid-fusion]

regarding the post reading "if zun did it you can too: make all of your characters women" and the tag "i'm doing this but in the opposite direction bc im transmasc and gay"

i love transmascs. shoutout all transmascs. they all deserve so much love n safety. heres an opinion i posted once, for context.

"why are you doing all this disclaiming io?" because before i turned off rbs on that post, people were saying stupid shit like "making your characters transmasc and gay is boring" which i cant abide. literally if ur trans and gay and ur making characters to explore & celebrate that, im supporting u so much. so if youre gonna say some shit disparaging that on here i dont respect your opinion; that said, this post is to address the other half of the arguing that went on on that zun post: "actually commenter was fine i dont get the big deal"

(i recognize that im preaching to the choir here, the target audience REALLY is the CHOIR'S followers not mine but hey)

my post was one that i made advocating for something which was IN THE MINORITY. which is a story with only women. there are many MORE stories with characters that are only men. so the question one must ask before leaving a tag or replying: what REASON do you think i, op, had to post a post like that?

what factors were influencing the post? what media environment led to the posts creation? what do u think the reason is that the post had such a clearly defined call to action? im doing some critical reading question shit to you right now. do you think me being transfem and lesbian have anything to do with it? im gonna show you these numbers

so if you have come to a conclusion about why i probably made the post, and what my post was meant to say, and you extrapolate, what does leaving a comment that says "im doing this but with men" IMPLY wrt those factors? what effect does it have? theyre UNINTENTIONAL effects, this commenter had no ill intent and was just trying to relate their own experiences. but nothing exists in a vacuum and one MUST consider the purpose of a post before leaving ANY kind of comment.

i guess thats all. i just want people to understand why myself and others were peeved by an innocent comment like that yknow. just consider what your comment implies in relation to what it was posted on

[bearsinpotatosacks]

I'm glad you enjoy my post. I only don't use the term fridging because I think the terms been misinterpreted and overused to the point where ANY woman dying in fiction is classed as fridging. But the way you explained it in the tags really does make sense.

She died to give an emotional plotline to TGM but her death isn't shown to affect anyone in the story, which is the definition of fridging I think. Yet again, I wish any of the women were explored in a complex way like Maverick, Rooster and Ice but like you said, that goes against the target audience.

I do have to remind myself that Carole (and Bradley’s) purpose in Top Gun is probably to make Goose's death hurt more. That's who Carole was, and beyond that there's nothing else for her to do or be.

Maybe I just want some kind of mid-quel series between Top Gun and TGM to flesh things out. Like who Carole was before she died.

Also just realising she was definitely fridged because we weren't told when or how she died. Her only purpose was to die so there could be some emotional story beat, again, literal definition of fridging.

I love your interpretation of Mav and Ice. I love how realistic they both feel because well, they're white men in the Navy starting in the 80s. What it does make me wonder about Carole? I know you don't write for her but your analysis of Top Gun itself just made me wonder about her. Like whether she was a traditional military wife or just kinda met Goose and fell into it. Did Goose's death and the period between his death and her's change anything? Did it make her more skeptical of the military because of the cause of Goose's death or was her asking Mav to not let Bradley fly purely out of her hurt for Goose's death and not a moral/political thing also. PS. I read your Slider fic and absolutely adored it

well… i think any attempt to flesh out Carole’s character is gonna be completely based on conjecture, because we’re not given more than “slightly naive Christian woman who doesn’t always say exactly the right thing.”

But I think it’s helpful to remember where she fits into the narrative at large, and why: Carole Bradshaw is the villain of the Top Gun franchise. Top Gun is her villain origin story.

The rhetorical purpose of the top gun franchise is: to make money, obv, AND to get people to join the navy. (to what extent it’s successful at achieving that latter goal is the topic of a different post… im certainly not the first to say it’s pretty easy to find an antimilitary reading of TG.) but if top gun is aiming to portray the navy as someplace you want to be, and someplace where you have to earn a spot to be (as I keep repeating over the last couple weeks, it’s all about honor), then Carole Bradshaw becomes the villain of the recruiting story of Top Gun: Maverick, because she (momentarily) prevented her son from joining the navy with the honor he thought he deserved, and she is to blame for the emotional through line of the entire movie. Thank God! we don’t have to blame maverick for fucking up and preventing Bradley from achieving his Dream Of Working As A US Military Contractor! we can blame his dead mom instead, so that maverick is still a good guy whom we, a moderately-conservative pro-navy target audience (🤑), can still root for & pay money to see.

so yeah narratively speaking she’s just a scapegoat. She has no agency in the story whatsoever, she’s only an object to receive blame. any backstory/reasoning/character we invent for her doesn’t really matter. It doesn’t really matter WHY she does it—whether she hates the military or not, narratively speaking we have to blame her just the same either way—it just matters that she does it. and then she has to immediately die so she can’t explain herself and maverick has to self-sacrificially take the blame. Because otherwise the plot of TGM wouldn’t happen, which would not achieve the rhetorical goals of making a bunch of money and getting kids to sign up for the navy.

[mayxo-hxh]

What are your fave hisoillu fics?? :3 (I trust yr opinion heavy)

I love getting the opportunity to yap about my fav hisoillu fics because there really arent that many I like. And Ive yapped abt them before but i still love re-yapping abt them over and over. And so. Inhales. DEALER AND MIND THE SCARS!!!!!!!!

Are you into a hisoillu get-together story. Not from the very beginning, just from a comfortable point of their already existing relationship? Dealer. Dealer dealer dealer. One of the first fics ive read abt hisoillu back in 2020 and one I am still heavily fond of to this day. Their characterizations, ESPECIALLY HISOKAAAA, is so good. soooooooo good.

I could genuinely go on and on about every little detail and scenes i adore. And guess what... it has a SEQUELLLLL!!! Sequel one shots called break even!! Just as good!! I dont get why no one ever recommends this fic when recommending hisoillu fics in general like theres no way im the only devoted fan right. COME ON. READ DEALER!!!!!! READ BREAK-EVEN!!!!!!!!!

Now wait. hear me OUT. Are you into. Hisoka being vulnerable. Hisoka post chrollo fight meeting back up with illumi and dealing with the aftermath of the injuries. and do u like it all going so wrong it gets u in ur feels until it goes right and u start bawling in ur double feels. do u like the involvement of leorio and a possible teamup of him and illumi. do u like killua finding out his older brother is dating hisoka in the worst-funniest way possible. DO U LIKE ALLUKA. u MUSt. MUSTTTT. read mind the scars. MIND THE SCARRRSSSSSSS. I cannot fucking stress this enough. One of-- dare I say THE best written fic for hisoillu on ao3. Its a masterpiece from the ground up. I would even recommend it over dealer. Thats how badly I NEED you to read it. If mind the scars has no fans then im dead.

sorry for the extremely messy reply-- i havent slept in over 24 hours bcs of semester submission withdrawals lmao.

Anyways!! As always, I also have my bookmarks on AO3 that recommend some hisoillu fics that i found worthwhile to read ^^

and if u fuck with my hcs... then ull also fuck with my own fics!! (on the same account) But I gotta warn, theyre VERY specifically made Just For Me. It may not be a very general cup of tea for everyone. demi virgin hisoillu, trans hisoka, and my favorite stupid au where hisoka is a mermaid and illumi is a human diver-- u get my drift. I'm the target audience. I self indulge HARD and generally write my fics for myself, or rather what I wish to see more of in the fandom, based on my niche hcs.

Have fun!!! (join the mind the scars fanbase NOWWWW)(pls)

[nonbinary-polls]

why do pride protestors exist

saw people holding signs saying "lgbt degrades the body" and "honk to stop lgbt child grooming"

imagine going to and tracking down a pride event just to hold a sign for two hours. and like no one is going to care, ur not making a difference. ffs

edit: i have no idea how this post is apparently me saying that i'm pro israel or against protesting in general. i'm saying peoples opinions on lgbtq rights are generally set in stone. i highly, HIGHLY doubt anyone who is already driving to a pride event is going to see the signs and think "actually yknow what being queer is bad!" i'm not saying protesting is bad and doesn't do anything, i'm saying that their target audience likely won't be affected and they're wasting a lot of their effort on a hateful and ineffective cause.

[lesbianalanwake]

Hey there! I saw ur post on alan wake 2 being like an obvious metaphor and the audience and narrative forgets that he's being targeted by the dark, wdy mean by that? I thought it was pretty clear that alan was doing it to himself, characters even say so in the game. just asking for clarification, if you respond thanks!

the story is both a metaphor for depression and self-destructive spirals, and a very literal look at people's encounters with the supernatural. the Dark Place and the Dark Presence are very much real forces; Control in particular explores this from a "scientific" perspective and deals with how little and how much control people have over these forces, and how intimately people are connected to them. we also specifically see that the Dark Presence is still active even if part of it was "defeated," and we see how it's all Jesse (and Polaris!) can do just to push the Hiss, a similar entity, out of their world, with no "defeating" it in sight.

considering this, I think sometimes AW2's framing forgets this, or the audience takes what characters say as truth (no one's dialogue or assumptions are reliable, especially not in this game). it isn't just a self-destructive spiral that Alan is going through, it's an entity that has been targeting him for over a decade (and potentially much longer than that, since time is not necessarily the same in the Dark Place).

I'm also a counselor, and genetically cursed to experience mental and physical illness no matter what I do, so I am always looking at things from the perspective of how people respond to things outside of their control, and how they cope and get by or rise to the challenge or crumble. Alan is tough as nails and unusual (Director candidate!) for holding it together for so long under constant assault while maintaining a sense of self (and it's not just the metaphorical depression, it's memory loss/anterograde amnesia and metaphorical psychosis and unimaginable trauma, plus the literal actual supernatural forces who want to eat him alive).

so yes, he's in a self-destructive spiral, and he has more power than he thinks to push back against it, but he is no more "doing it to himself" vis a vis his circumstances than if a sentient Gulf hurricane crawled inland and made it its personal mission to suck up one particular guy and to shake him around and try to peel him apart and possess him for an unspecified number of years even while it broke apart into remnant weather systems.

[quimichivirus]

♡ QUIMICHIVIRUS

18. they/he. osha certified stress sleeper, professional miserable bitch, licensed nymphomaniac, and a welder.

likes: deftones, hello kitty, sleeping, movies n tv, ...metalheads

minors, ped0s, R4CEPLAYERS, bigots, & pr0ship dni

hard n soft kinks ⊹ guns, intox, kidnapping, degrading+praise, slapping/spanking, anal, bondage, masochist.

hii , i'm miles ! i humiliate myself on main for self gratification so don't mind me. & i'm kinda easy so if you don't like being flirted with pls tell me ! if ur uncomfy with taboo kinks / hard kinks move around lol ur not target audience. pls dm / message me !! i'm looking for friends & mutuals :) i'm rlly chill pls be my friend.. and if ur a metal head lets fornicate.......

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