#sf answers

[nottivagos]

suddenly, i find it hard to ask away, but okay i am curious: maid!reader. is this a punishment for her by mafia!carlos just to show her off OR hear me out: CEO!carlos with a maid!reader who doubles as his personal assistant.

okay, but thoughts on maid!reader that you teased 👀

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notti's nightly thoughts (18+)

an: as i'm sure bunny can back me up on, this idea changed DRAMATICALLY. now, that's partially because of Hackett London's new campaign with carlos where we were both whoring out over the thought of prince!carlos x maid!reader (and the fact that my whole feed was maid porn at the time of discussion) but also the fact that i spontaneously wrote ceo!carlos without remembering that this ask existed. woops!

“y-your highness,” you whispered ever so sweetly, eyes blindfolded by the cloth of some expensive fabric wrapped around your eyes by carlos. “d-do you really think this is necessary?” you squeaked, cheeks slightly pink as blood pumped faster around your body with burning adrenaline.

“shhh, nena,” carlos cooed, his thick accent holding a sultry undertone as his hungry eyes gazed over your body, relishing in the way you squirmed whilst tied to his soon-to-be throne in the large throne room of the palace. “you trust me, don’t you?” he mumbled into your skin, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses onto your jaw as he bent down, trailing his lips down your bare body.

“o-of course, your highness,” you replied almost instantly, the response ingrained into your mind to serve him, whilst carlos’s hands found your sensitive breasts. his large hands engulfing the soft boobs with an underlying hunger, as his calloused thumbs grazed over your sore nipples, causing a pathetic whine to escape your lips. 

his kisses trailed lower, teeth grazing over your bare collarbone hungrily as he bit and sucked the flesh, the hot nips of your skin quickly followed by rushes of cold goosebumps left in his teeth’s wake. 

you shuddered as carlos’s hungry groans vibrated on your flesh, heat crawling up your spine from your now weeping cunt. its slight wetness tingling with desperation for carlos, as your legs were spread wide open tied to the armrests of the expensive throne by your resting ankles on either side, hole openly on display for the prince.

“so responsive for your prince,” carlos drawled, thumbs now rubbing your nipples into throbbing peaks, pinching them teasingly which caused you to moan out loud in response to the abrupt motion yet which felt ever so pleasurable upon impact to your senses currently on overdrive.

“your highness,” you groaned again, cunt weeping to be filled as it became even more slick, your body fighting the overwhelming fire growing in the bottom of your belly. “i want more. please,” you whined helplessly as your skin tingled, responding to the electric blood of lust surging through your veins. 

“you want more, do you?” carlos questioned, eyebrow raised as a cruel smirk formed on his face. “i don’t think it’s a maid’s role to command royalty,” he tutted with a shake of his head.

you moaned out loud as one of carlos’s hands came to slap your pussy in response to your begging. your cheeks burnt, breath becoming ragged as you mewled, biting your lip to suppress your hopeless moans.

carlos then cupped your jaw, fingertips digging into your cheekbones as he pulled your head upwards to look down at your covered face, hunger hidden and flashing in his darkened brown eyes.

“you look so beautiful on this throne right now,cariño,” carlos murmured with an accomplished smile. “maybe i should take you here, and keep you like this forever. maybe even make you my queen, no?”

“your highness—” you began to whisper breathlessly, carlos’s thumb now grazing on your bottom lip.

“carlos,” he quickly corrected. “call me carlos.”

you nodded instantly, conforming to his command, to which carlos thanked with another searing kiss on your lips, tongue dominant as it tangled with your own, saliva mixing as he broke free from your face.

with a satisfied hum, carlos began to kiss all over your bare skin again, a trail of burning kisses trailing from your jaw to your stomach as he got onto his knees, placed inside of your legs. his hands placed onto your thighs as he sat at eyes length with your crying cunt.

he kissed your opening ever so gently, inhaling your already present essence as he dipped his tongue ever so slowly into your wet heat, causing a small groan to escape your lips.

breath caught in your throat as carlos suckled at your pussy, licking and sucking every last drop from your pretty hole. he grazed his nose ever so purposefully over your throbbing clit, the intoxicating sensations causing you to moan ever so loudly.

“carlos,” you whimpered. “d-don’t stop.”

carlos groaned at your desperate whines, picking up his rhythm a little. with every lick, his nose rubbed perfectly against the swollen bundle of nerves, knots of pleasure tying tightly inside the pit in your stomach as they played on the brink of ecstasy.

your thighs trembled as your slick heat dripped onto the lavish leather of carlos’s throne. your juices smeared messily onto carlos’s face and tip of his nose as you chased your inevitable release.

with a sharp suck, you crumbled in an instant. crying out loudly, your whole body shuddered, walls fluttering as you rode out of your high with carlos’s face inside of your thighs.

your chest heaved, hot blood still surging uncontrollably around your body as your brain felt hazy from your release only moments ago. cheeks flushed a harsh crimson, carlos came up from inside your thighs, hands coming to remove the blindfold from your eyes.

blinking as you adjusted to the lights in the throne room, your dazed expression met carlos’s own smug look. he licked your lingering slick off his lips, smirking as he did so.

“you did so well for me, nena,” he praised with a loving purr, before his eyes darted to the mess you’d made on the regal red leather. 

he then tutted with disapproval, head shaking as his hairy arms caged you to the chair as your widened eyes glued onto his doe own. his hands then came to unclasp the ties from around your limbs, binding you to the lavish gold of the throne, the growing silence between you two now thick and palpable.

carlos’s large hand then came to wrap tightly around your wrist, yanking you out of the chair as you’d settled your legs finally back into a sitting position happily.

“carlos, what’re—” a yelp followed as carlos pressed your face, hand curled and tangled into your hair, against the sticky patch of your left mess on the chair.

“clean it,” he commanded coldly, placing a harsh whack on your bare ass. 

you whined again, tongue quickly pointing out of your mouth, licking the lone cum off of the chair, despite carlos’s relentless spanks on your ass. 

“you dirty girl,” carlos muttered, as you continued to clean up. “i thought maids were supposed to keep the chambers clean, hm?” he questioned with another whack to your bum, a red imprint of his hand now glowing on your skin. “definitely not whatever this is. making a mess of a royal’s throne? utterly unprofessional,” he spoke with disgust, turning his nose up at you cleaning your mess up with your tongue.

when you seemed to be finished, carlos then grabbed a fistful of your hair, turning it into a makeshift ponytail, yanking you upwards from your previous position, revealing the now cleaner seat.

carlos then let out another satisfied hum, turning your body to face him, your bare tits grazing against his crisp white shirt. 

“i-is that better for you, your highness?” you asked sweetly, eyelashes batting as the red imprints carlos had left on your ass still stung horridly.

carlos chuckled deeply in response, hands now coming to caress your hips. “much better, nena,” he responded, “you’re always so good and compliant for me,” he added, pressing another tender kiss against your lips with a smile.

[van-yangyin]

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[petit-papillion]

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Scuderia Ferrari Driver Presentation | Milan | 6 March 2025

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[rwac96]

Prompt

Crossover Crack Shipping

Jaune Arc X Elena (Street Fighter)

ELAUNE/JAULENA/CHILVALROUS DANCING

X

[damnfandomproblems]

I am a little curious but because of the recent news going on about how tumblr is on the road to extinction, what will be the future of this blog? Will you guys move to another platform or sink with the ship to the very last end?

I'm not aware of the recent news but for those who've been on this hellsite long enough, this has to be at least the fifth time in a decade there have been fears of tumblr shutting down. My plan now is the same as it was all those other times, just keep posting until the day the site won't allow you to log in anymore. Beyond that, no idea, but we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

[andreaheartscats]

Hi! I was wondering if you could please do Sal fisher who’s dating someone who has a pet rats? (Like 2-3) ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

oh my god yess!! also hello there to you too:) this is my first time writting a request so i hope i don't disappoint you :')

a/n: i hope this is what you expected and sorry for any grammer mistakes i made! proofread? nahh. im too lazy but anyways i hope you enjoy !

"Do you have a rat problem?"

You were chilling in your apartmant waiting for your boyfriend Sal to come over. You called him a few minuts ago over your walkie-talkie he gave to you not too long ago.

While waiting for him, you decided to play with your two pet rats Harry and Jerry. ( don't ask why i named them that, it's the first thing that came to my mind and it rhymes.)

You took them both out of their cage and placed Jerry, the darker gre one, on your shoulder. And kept Larry in your hands as you gently stroked his tiny head.

You checked their cage in the meantime, making sure it was clean and they had all they need. When suddenly there was a knock on your front door.

Finally. That should be Sal. Even tho he literally lives in the same apartmant building as you, he somehow always takes too long to get to your apartmant.

You placed Harry on your other shoulder and went to get the door. You opend the door and there you saw your living boyfriend Sal with his usual mask on. But only this time you could see his eyes were slightly wide?

"You have rats?!"

was literally the first thing he said to you. "Yea? and your making it sound like i have a rat problem.."

for a moment he was silent while he watched the air of rats climb around your shoulders, sniffing your neck.

You moved to the side and let Sal in so you two could sit in your living room.

"These are my pet rats, how come you never noticed their cage in my bedroom?"

You asked slightly confused while filling a glass of water for him and getting some snacks out. Meanwhile, Harry and Jerry were still just chilling on your shoulders.

"I mean yea i did notice the cage.. but i thought it was for a hamster..."

You chuckle out slightly as you place the glass water on the coffee table and a bowl of some chips.

Comfortably, you sat down on the couch next to Sal. "Wanna pet them?"

you straight up asked him while holding Harry in the palm of your hands, while Jerry was climbing on top of your head.

Not gonna lie, Sal thought it was cute. How you had pet rats and how much you loved animals in general.

Sal nodded his head as he bought his hand to pet Harry.

"gently now."

You told Sal as he began to pet his little head, he seemd to enjoy it.

"Aww i think he likes you"

"Really? Well thats a realife, i don't know what i would've done if my partners pet rats didn't like me."

Sal joked as you two laughed together.

The rest of the time, Sal was playing with your two rats. For a moment it seemed as if he liked them more than you (that ain't true yall). It was cute seeing him smile and laugh without his mask. Especially while he played with your rats.

Now that you think about it.. you gotta be extra careful about them if you want to live with him... I mean gizmo, come on.

[spacenintendogs]

WAIT OMG I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE YOU FOLLOWED ME HERE HI i rlly love ur art im jumping for joy

heehee hi!!!!

[moonamite]

Boo random old au drawing jumpscare

[nottivagos]

saw the photo of carlos w his hair slicked back & your comment about him snorting coke off of tits and can’t help but imagine a coked out carlos with blown out pupils aggressively eating you out like a man starved 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I??? HELLO?? not going to lie, i forgot about that reblog but OH MY GOD.

just imagine pushing your breasts together, the line of powder in a perfect line as you bit your bottom lip at carlos, with those glimmering eyes full of a drunken haze and anticipation for the rest of the night. both of you were already drunk, and it was getting messy, so why not let loose for once?

carlos then mumbles sultry sweet nothings into your ear in spanish, before kissing your neck, causing you to squirm a little whilst heat runs down to your core. he then takes your breasts in his big paws, snorting the powder with ease, brushing the excess with the back of his hand.

he then takes your breast and nipples in his mouth, sucking and licking around your skin causing you to gasp as goosebumps formed in his tongue's wake. he then kisses the bare skin down to your clothed cunt, already dripping from the overwhelming attraction surging through your veins. he growls into the skin with a smirk, fingertips hooking into the waistband of your panties, pulling them down ever so slowly.

the cool air brushing against your wet heat causes you to stifle a moan, whilst carlos’s mouth finds your folds, sucking your pussy. his tongue dips into your slit, as his nose begins to rub against your pussy and he looks up at you with those blown out brown eyes, wide and hungry as you climax ever so quickly, fingernails clawing into his scalp as you thrust your hips into his face, making his tongue push deeper into your cunt. <3

[yourpalsalamander]

Do the fan kids like HATSUNE MIKU

@sonic-fankid-showdown

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

He's so sexy it makes me wanna punch somebody

no like i get it he's like my helen of troy id start a war and then die bcs of his pretty face

[damnfandomproblems]

Thank you to the mods for allowing asks that call out leftist bigotry and hypocrisy in fandoms. It's so so important to listen to people when they tell you something is affecting them or what they've seen, especially in today's online political tumblr climate where if you're from a particular minority people refuse to listen. It's isolating and scary- I know that's what they want though, cruelty is the point. But it means a lot to have at least a venting space where submissions are taken seriously by the mods instead of disregarded or mocked.

Posting as is.

We aim for neutrality because we're more likely to view a wider array of topics and opinions.

[ombrathefurry]

HAPPY WOMB EVACUATION DAY, SMALLFEATHER!!

[starts chainsaw]

HERE’S YOUR BIRTHDAY GIFT~!!

[sonic-fankid-showdown]

What's the policy for potentially reentering a fankid that lost from last showdown? :3

That will be explained in the rules! They will be posted with the sign up form ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

[ghelgheli]

17! but also using the opportunity of the ask game to get to know more about the effortless worldbuilding in sff :)

from the end-of-year book ask

17: Did any books surprise you with how good they were?

I think Three Body Problem is the only one meeting this condition this year so I'll have no trouble staying on topic :> but I'm gonna specifically talk about "hard" SF as I conceive of it—I haven't read any analysis so this may just be a jumble of improvised thoughts.

SF, being "speculative" fiction, of course has to take on the problem of speculating and of presenting things that don't (and perhaps cannot) happen. On average this is accomplished thru a healthy combination of scientific grounding and good-natured handwaving: I drop a few sentences about "quantum entanglement" and you go along with my ansible, or you tell me about "positronic circuits" and I agree that you can make a brain with them. This is the compact that makes SF work because you fundamentally cannot expect speculation without, well, ceding ground on reality.

But at least a subset of SF readers are of the kind to really want to grok how it is that this or that scientific feature of the world works or may come about. Every contraption and novel technology is like a puzzle to be riddled out. This is the place where speculation becomes sincere mechanical prediction, and it's why I love hard SF.

This subset of readers can be matched to a subgenre of writers who commit fully to filling in as many blanks in their technological, biological, etc. speculation as possible. The rows of astronomical data can't be left vague—tell me what frequency of light we're dealing with here—xenobiology isn't taken for granted—what is the neurology of your aliens??—and so on. The dots are connected, the rest of the owl is drawn for real, the image is made crisp. Like fireworks for the reader's brain.

When this kind of worldbuilding is executed well imo it looks effortless. Looks, not is, because behind every explanation of near-c travel is hours of research into at least special relativity and time dilation, along with calculations by-hand. Behind every account of an exoplanet's atmosphere is probably a few papers perused on the subject and several articles on scientific american. Peter Watts, in the note at the end of Blindsight, includes a fucking bibliography of a hundred or so references as well as thank-yous to many an academic he split handles of liquor with. And this is only the visible fragment of what has to be a library of knowledge accumulated both passively and actively to make a speculated world feel as concretely plausible as possible.

None of this is necessary for good SF. The aforementioned compact means any author can opt out of this commitment at any time. But it's what it takes to make tightly-written hard SF, where your conceptual hands are kept diligently at your side, waving an idea through maybe once every five chapters when you have no other choice.

So anyway, Three Body Problem is a tour de force in doing this and doing it cleanly. It uses a storytelling device a lot of hard SF employs to make it work: rather than stuffing dense exposition into narration (at which point, just read the source papers) it deploys a cast of characters who more than anything else, really know their shit. We get exposition trickle-fed through experts who are trying, along with us, to make sense of their novel environments and unfamiliar technologies using their knowledge of the present limits of human understanding. This is what Watts does in Blindsight too, by the way: a claustrophobic ship crewed by technical specialists makes first contact, so everyone has something encyclopedic to say about everything and it's only natural.

What astounded me about Cixin Liu's writing is that he made it work just when I least thought he would be able to. I was sure I was being shown things completely inexplicable and necessarily supernatural until he went and explained them in plain terms; better yet, he explained them in ways that made so much sense in retrospect that I was kicking myself for not seeing the answer. This has exactly the flavour of a good puzzle.

The trade-off hard SF makes is that you are often limited in the metaphorical/thematic work you can do through your speculation. I think the contrast between "calendrical science" in Yoon Ha Lee's Machineries of Empire series and Asimov's "psychohistory" illustrates this well.

Yoon Ha Lee has mathematical training, and calendrical science is a speculative field consisting of theorems, conjectures, proofs, etc. in the language of mathematics that stand in for cultural hegemony and power projection. This makes for a great operationalization of soft power: space is filled and distorted by the quantifiable effects of whatever regime is dominant there (the "calendar" here being synecdoche for culture writ large). But obviously he can't fill in the blanks of how a calendar causes spacetime distortions that specifically make one side's weapons more effective, or provide certain formations with shielding effects. This is, I guess, semi-hard (lol) SF—you can see how it's supposed to work, but it's clear that it just won't. What you get in return is pretty politically interesting storytelling.

Psychohistory is the converse: a deterministic-enough lovechild of economics and sociology explained in the Foundation series as using all the familiar methods of linear algebra and differential equations together with unfamiliar innovations of just how to quantify human behaviour in order to make reliable predictions. There are entire chapters dedicated to explaining the conceptual nuance that went into developing psychohistory ("the hand on thigh principle" from prelude to foundation is just about how the theory resolves divergence by reducing insignificant terms to zero) and an entire book to exploring one of its limitations. It's fascinating to read. But you also get little narrative depth out of it, because hard SF, even when done well, is not guaranteed to make a story thematically interesting or politically compelling. This is the Three Body Problem problem too: its political commitments are threadbare and unserious because that's just not what it's about. I couldn't recommend it on those terms, but that's not what I like so much about it. I will say the conceptualization goes a little off the rails in the final chapters, but I think most SF authors were in some kind of string theory inspired fugue state at the time.

What I would love to see (and I'm sure exists) is hard SF that also has interesting politics. Unfortunately that's an intersection of two already-narrow intersections.

ty for ask✨🐐

[nottivagos]

notti's nightly thoughts (18+)

an: naked tennis with trophy partner!charles gone wrong. hope he doesn't mind being tied up and spanked with a tennis racket!

“don't be such a brat, charles,” you spat, your hand grabbing his ear whilst enraged, dragging his whole body away from the tennis court. “it was only supposed to be a bit of fun,” you spoke bitterly underneath your breath.

“ma beaute, please!” he pleaded whilst he stumbled on his feet sheepishly behind you, whining as the pinching sensation stung his earlobe, his wide green eyes fixated on the tennis net wrapped tightly in your whitened fist. “amour, i’m sorry, please!” charles exclaimed, his lip slightly trembling from the intensity of the pain from your grasp on his ear

you stormed over to the array of lounge chairs on your large patio area, yanking charles so his back was facing your front. the sun shone brightly onto his naked body, as your hands clawed at his wrists, tugging them behind his back whilst you wrapped the large netting around them, binding his arms together.

“ma chérie, is this really necessary?” charles asked nervously, his face flushed an embarrassing crimson, whilst all of his excitement surged to his dick, already hopelessly hard between his legs.

“after being a brat to me, charles, yes. yes it is necessary,” you spoke spitefully, dragging his bound frame onto your lap as you sat on a chair, overlooking the large garden of your stately home in the summer warmth. his bare chest pressed flush into your thighs, his widened eyes looking up at you, that common pleading look flashing in the green.

you just smirked devilishly, one hand pressing into the small of his back, to which he arched it within an instant. “you know you've been a bad boy, don't you charles?” you asked sweetly, your spare hand delving into the plastic box of tennis balls beside your chair.

charles nodded at your question. “y-yes, ma petite, i know,” he mumbled, his eyes diverting away from your intense gaze hidden behind the dark lenses of your sunglasses, still able to burn holes into his skin.

you toyed with the ball in your hands, inspecting the grime on it, before glancing down at charles all tied up and naked in your lap whilst at your mercy. “and you know what happens to bad boys, right?” you asked, tugging at his hair so he'd look up at you again. “they get punished, charles.”

charles’s cock twitched as those words escaped your lips ever so beautifully. his angry tip was swollen red, the pre-cum glistening in the broad sunlight burning into his tan skin, now going slightly red from the relentless heat.

“so pretty for me,” you cooed, tracing a line down his jaw with your finger, “such a pretty mouth. too bad you had to run around using it the wrong way,” you murmured dangerously, before cupping it, nails digging into his plush cheeks. “open,” you commanded more darkly, tone impatient and cold.

charles’s lips parted wide, expecting a kiss. however, you soon wedged a tennis ball into his mouth, causing a small gag to escape his lips. his eyes were even more wide, confusion mixed with arousal painted over his face. “misbehaving boys don't get to speak, charles,” you whispered ever so sweetly, “even i thought you'd know that.”

with that, you pushed his head back down to facing the floor. jaw tight with the tennis ball in placed his mouth, drool dripped down charles’s chin, dribbling down his throat to his pecs. you tutted, before tracing one hand down his spine teasingly, touches soft and deliberate on his skin as he shuddered upon impact.

“so responsive for me, aren't you?” you chuckled amusingly, before you reached over for your tennis racket resting against the wooden chair you were sat on.

“now charles, you're going to feel a sharp sensation on your skin, okay mon chéri?” you whispered hotly into his ear, leaning over his resting body in your lap, causing his breath to hitch in anticipation.

almost instantly, you lifted the racket into the air, before smacking it against charles’s bare ass, the plastic making a cracking sound on his flesh. charles groaned, eyes rolling back with the pain that soon churned into pleasure as his hips jolted forward upon the apparatus’s sharp impact.

“that was for giving me attitude,” you huffed, before raising the racket again, smacking it against his bottom with even more pressure the second time.

“and that was for being a brat,” you growled as charles’s eyes started to brim with tears, squeezing shut as the racket started to make reddened, patchwork imprints with your merciless spanks on his ass cheeks.

charles whined, the stinging sensation on his ass cheeks causing his cock to throb even more. his pre-cum was spurted all over his length, as it just begged to be jerked off. you spanked him a few extra times for good measure, watching a few stray tears roll down his cheeks as they congealed with the drool and spit around his lips, all created from the intensity of the blows on his sensitive and now raw skin.

after being satisfied with the blows you'd given charles, you placed the tennis racket to the side. your hand then came to cup the blotchy red curves soothingly, before you spoke again. “good boy,” you praised, your other hand coming to his mouth, pulling the now soggy tennis ball from charles’s drooling mouth.

placing the tennis ball back into the basket, your hand went down by your side. “stand up,” you commanded, patting charles’s sore bottom gently.

charles stood up, stretching out his limbs as he adjusted to his now standing position in between your legs. his cock was still evidently hard, to which you smiled, eyes flashing with amusement behind your sunglasses once again.

your manicured hand came to fist his cock, squeezing it. charles gasped upon the action, biting his lip as you began to pump the aggressive shaft, thumb smearing the messy pre-cum around his agitated tip.

your hand moulded perfectly onto charles’s cock, as he pathetically came almost instantly onto his stomach, moaning loudly as the white ropes of cum spurted out of his cock onto the toned, well-built lower stomach.

as charles’s chest heaved, his dilated pupils met your own sharp ones as you pushed your glasses down the tip of your nose, your intoxicatingly scolding gaze looking over the top of them.

“have you learnt your lesson now, charles?” you asked with a raised eyebrow, crossing your arms over your chest.

“yes, ma chérie,” he replied, voice croaky slightly, still adjusting back to its usual pitch after having the makeshift gag in his mouth, “i've learnt my lesson now.”

“perfect,” you purred, satisfied. “now come and kiss me. i want to taste you,” you mumbled, wrapping a hand around his wrist, after pulling the confines of the wrapped net, setting him fully free.

pulling his bare chest flush onto your own, your hands cupped his cheeks, smiling sweetly, before you whispered a “my beautiful charles,” hotly onto his face as your lips crashed onto his, tongue delving passionately into his mouth as well. <3