#swishy you need to STOP-

[broke-on-books]

Agshagsg my scooby posts on here are always like two sentences and super vague or whatever and then the tags have like a five paragraph meta essay that gets super off topic and into the impact of evolving media and streaming ahfiadhahehsh

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NOT AGAIN AGH 🙈

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

David interview with Maggie Bocella for Collider, 10.7.2013

COLLIDER: Obviously, when you started making this show, you had the book to go off of, you had a very specific framework to work off of. But because everything for Season 2 is new, did you get to have any input with Neil Gaiman on where Crowley goes from the end of Season 1?

DAVID: Oh no, that's not my job. No, I mean, we've got Neil Gaiman, so you just get excited about what direction he's going to send you in. It wouldn't occur to me, to be honest, to start giving Neil Gaiman plot suggestions or character suggestions, that would just be limiting his brilliance, I think, if he was trying to sort of contort his ideas around mine. So no, I just sat back and was excited to let a script ping in and find out what was going to happen next. What a treat to get to be one of the first people to read the continuing adventures of Aziraphale and Crowley.

COLLIDER: In that vein, how do you think Crowley has changed between the end of Season 1 and where we see him now? Can we expect anything significantly different from him this season?

DAVID: Well, as you would expect, he's no longer working for his corporate bosses from Hell, which gives him a certain liberty. He's more of a free agent, but it does mean that they've taken back the swishy apartment that comes with the job. So he’s in slightly diminished circumstances. He's living in his Bentley in his car with his potted plant and feeling slightly hard done by it, I think. But quite early on, we see him meeting with Shax, who's his replacement in the job. So he's keeping his ear to the ground, seeing what's going on, and giving Shax a bit of guidance as to how to be Hell’s representative on Earth and also how to fix the boiler in the apartment. Yes, he's certainly as we always knew him, but probably a little bit grumpier.

COLLIDER: You mentioned the Bentley, and the Bentley being cursed to play Queen songs forever and ever and ever is one of my favorite parts of the show. I was curious what you think Crowley's favorite Queen song, is if he's not so sick of them that he never wants to hear them again.

DAVID: That's a very…wow, that's a difficult question. I need a lot of prep for that. What's my favorite Queen song? I don't know. I mean, “Don't Stop Me Now” is probably the best driving song, isn't it?

COLLIDER:Yeah!

DAVID: And he certainly enjoys driving at ridiculous, slightly supernatural speeds. I suspect that's probably the best soundtrack for that, so it's probably that, or “A Kind of Magic,” I suppose, makes a certain sense for a supernatural being with unearthly powers.

COLLIDER: That's a good answer. But you also work very closely with Michael Sheen, who you not only work with on this but also on Staged, you're quite close. What's it like getting to put that friendship dynamic to use? Especially since this and Staged are so completely different.

DAVID: It's very nice to get to work with a friend every day, you can't pretend it's not. I mean, we did have the pleasure of doing Staged during lockdown, which of course probably wouldn't have happened were it not for us getting to know each other so well on Season 1 of Good Omens. It wasn't so long after the first Good Omens came out that we were all locked in our houses for months on end. We managed to come up with this notion of doing Staged and making a show on our laptops, which, really, we did initially just to amuse ourselves, to see if it was possible. Then it ended up becoming more. We just [premiered] Series 3, so between the first season of Good Omens and the second season of Good Omens, we managed to do three seasons of something else together!

COLLIDER: This show has had such a massive fan response. How much of that are you really aware of? Are you seeing how people are reacting to this show?

DAVID: Oh, it's been quite overwhelming. I've been to a few Comic-Cons over the last few years, and when I visited them pre-Good Omens, I saw a lot of people dressed up as me from…another show. But that has slowly changed until the amount of Doctors and the amount of Crowleys I meet are certainly neck and neck these days. But what's lovely about the Crowleys and the Aziraphales is they always come in pairs, so you get to meet people who've got all dressed up often with their best mates.

That's one of the great joys of being involved in this show, that these characters are so beloved. And of course, the great honor of taking on something like that, a character that people are so enthusiastic about, is that the great terror is that you'll break it, that you won't be… I think, especially with a literary character, the act of reading a book is such an internal mental spell that you cast, isn't it? Those characters are almost more vivid than a character that you might see on screen. So embodying characters that have been so loved for so long, not breaking them, not, you know, crushing dreams… The way that we've been accepted by those fandoms, it's been quite humbling, to be honest.

COLLIDER: You're also part of another Neil Gaiman joint, you play Loki in The Sandman audio series. Obviously, that's a different medium, but are there any similarities between working on The Sandman and working on Good Omens?

DAVID: The Gaimanverse is certainly its own creation, but Good Omens is always slightly different, of course, because it wasn't just Neil, it was very much co-created by Terry Pratchett, who also had a very distinctive voice and a distinctive universe. But there's something very specific about the Good Omens universe, which is where these two very distinct, very vivid authorial voices blend together to create something very specific and quite unique. So, I don't know how similar it was being part of The Sandman. I mean, it was a great pleasure to be part of it. It was wonderful to make Loki come from Scotland as well. I think Tom Hiddleston should take some notes. There's nothing better than a Glasgow Norse god. I’m kidding, obviously, he is the definitive Loki, but I did my best to sort of, you know, target his coattails.

COLLIDER: Besides Good Omens and Staged, you are coming back to Doctor Who this year. It's all anybody I know can talk about, but obviously, the spoiler police will come and get me if I attempt to talk to you about too much. So if you could describe what audiences are gonna see in November in, like, three words, what three words would you use?

DAVID: Three words? Three words?! Three new stories. That's not very good, is it? That doesn't give you very much away. Neil Patrick Harris! There you go.

[cutielights]

Rise! Boys with a Tiger! Mutant! S/O

Tw: briefly mentions sharp objects (claws)

fox reader Panther reader Calico Reader

Leo

Pulls your tail if you’re not paying attention to him and his awful amazing one liners

Absentmindedly playing with your tail

“Stop that.”

“Whaaaattt I’m not doing anything! Stop whining- oh I am doing that sorry.”

Low-key wishes he could be a tiger

Thinks it would get him out of shedding

He is wrong

Devastated when this information was revealed to him

Teases you with touching your ears

Before you started dating you would snap at him whenever he did, he is overjoyed that you now let him touch them most of the time

Raph

Is extremely careful about petting your ears, doesn’t wanna hurt you with his big hands

Loves that you both have sharp teeth!

Okay he’s only got one sharp tooth, but it still counts in his eyes!

He didn’t know tigers shed until shedding season came around and he had a bed full of stuffies and your fur

“Hey, yeah, why is half your body weight left in my bed?”

“Uh-”

Doesn’t mind though, extra fluffy

In awe of your sharp claws and fearsome roar

You guys train together!

Donnie

Thinks you’re so cool

Except when it’s shedding season

Then you have to stay out his lab

“Trust me, it’s not you, it’s just your body.”

“What.”

“NO I DIDN’T MEAN IT LIKE THAT.”

Wants Needs to know what type tiger you are

If you don’t know then he’s doing research and figuring it out

Likes that the ears and tail are mostly instinctual body language movements

Makes it easier to understand you from his perspective

Checks for infections in your ears

Mikey

OHMIGOSH SO FLUFFY

Extra fluff = extra cozy cuddles

Would help you brush in shedding season

Actively playing with your tail

Swish swish swishy swish

He thinks it’s so cute!

“Mikey what are you doing?”

“Nothing, I’m not here!”

Makes food with extra meat for you

Finds animal-safe dye for your fur, he’s an artist, what did you expect?

Having a blue tail for a month

[slocumjoe]

What do the companions do/wear on their days off?

omg this is such a good prompt...

Companions' off-day

Cait;

What she does; Relax as much as Cait can relax. She might clean her gear, or practice her aim at the shooting range, but Cait takes her quiet moments where she can get them. Though, her idea of quiet isn't actually...quiet. She likes the bar scene, telling stories of her and Sole's exploits. Cuts back on booze after the Vault, but still takes a soda to toast to her own badassery.

What she wears; Tank tops, baggy pants. Soft shorts, sweats, lounge wear. Assuming she feels totally safe, of course. You can tell her comfort level by her pants of choice. Her normal leathers? Uncomfortable. Jeans? Open to relaxing, but unsure. Cotton or fabric? It's lounging time, baby.

Curie;

What she does; All sorts of things. Curie dips her fingers in everything she can. She bakes, she runs tests and experiments, she works at the clinic, she tends to animals, she gardens, she does this and that and that and that and...a very busy bee. Curie is never not doing anything. Berry-picking, trying her hand at weapon crafting, kickball; Curie's days off are full of activities and learning.

What she wears; Colorful clothing, fun patterns. Floral button-up blouses with high-waisted pants and sneakers, flannel overshirts with comic graphic tees, long dresses and skirts. She really likes dresses. So swishy! All her clothes are dirt-stained at the knees.

Danse;

What he does; Train, tuneup his gear, patrol, repeat. Danse doesn't have much outside of his military life. There isn't a buffer for him. He doesn't have an off switch like that. After BB, this worsens. Doesn’t eat, sleep, or stop doing. The other companions intervene and force him to take a break, but it's uncomfortable for him. Eventually they take turns keeping Danse busy for his own wellbeing. Cait spars with him, MacCready takes him shooting at the range, Preston has him gardening, et cetera.

What he wears; Work clothing. Overalls, jeans, tighter shirts that won't snag on little bits of machinery.. His boots are forever caked in mud. Used to like Tacky Old Man Patterns and brighter colors, but After BB, wears dark, form-hiding clothing, like thick sweaters and coats. Gets a lot of body image issues. Starts wearing hats to hide/shadow his face.

Deacon;

What he does; If really relaxing, Deacon is most himself. He reads, tailors his clothing, listens to music and radio shows. When Deacon relaxes, he isn't doing anything but enjoying media. It's not often he gets to relax. He'll also play with makeup and his wigs, trying out new potential looks. It is genuinely fun, even if for work purposes. Likes helping Curie and Piper with their makeup.

What he wears; Hoodie, sweats, crocs. Comfy, nondescript. If he's relaxing, he isn't being Deacon, Railroad Spy for a bit. He's just Deacon. And Deacon wears crocs and a hoodie with a weird graphic on it.

Gage;

What he does; Depends. Is he still a Nuka World raider, or domesticated by a Minuteman Sole? If former, uses the off time to run his own little investigations into everyone else, keep tabs. Works, basically. If domesticated, sits on a porch with a smoke, watches the sheep (settlers) go baa (tend the fields, run their shops, guard the settlement, etc). Whittles as a hobby, makes intricate wooden animals. Teaches Shaun how to do it. Kids take to him, weirdly enough. Also plays harmonica, but only in private.

What he wears; Tank tops, dark jeans, and his usual shit-kicker boots. Raider gear is messy, but its every-day practical. Has a furlined jacket he dons if cold, but he avoids it because something about a furry coat collar makes woman irresistibly attracted to you, and he prefers to lay low.

Hancock;

What he does; practices knife tricks, reads, writes, fiddles with his gun (never happy with the recoil), plays video games on terminals or Sole's pipboy. Babysits Duncan, plays video games with him. MacCready doesn't need to know Uncle John has a higher score in Zeta Invaders than him. Often goes 'campaigning', asks people about their thoughts on leadership and community.

What he wears; Pants, boots, no shirt or a very loose shirt. Has cut the bottom off of dresses to make the top a shirt. Gives the bottom to Curie to make into skirts.

MacCready;

What he does; Shooting practice, video games, comic books, puts models together, and most curiously, draws. Rather good at it. Draws his own comics, but most his impressive work is his diagrams of wasteland critters. He does it to help his head remember weakpoints, point out openings in the middle of chaos. Plays toys with Duncan shamelessly.

What he wears; Warm clothing, mostly, no matter the weather. Thick sweaters, soft slacks, jeans...practical, but comfy. Dislikes silky fabrics, loves thick socks. Wears his hat everywhere.

Nick;

What he does; Loves activity books, especially number-based puzzles. They're kind of hard to come by, and he feels bad filling them out since they're not in production. Piper and Nat make new ones for him. He's also good at the piano, and when he can find a functioning one, likes to just sit and enjoy the music. Tries to teach Danse piano, but good God, that man couldn't carry a tune if he glued it to his hands.

Wears; Nick is an old man. He's always in the slacks, the suspenders, the button-up dress shirt.

Piper;

What she does; Makes Nick's puzzle books, for one. She likes racking her brain to find a challenge, look for little details to catch him up. Enjoys reading, obviously, but writing tends to be a work thing. Piper likes writing, but when you do it for work, doing it to relax feels like making a paradox.

What she wears; Jean shorts, graphic tees, and baggy tank tops. Wears flip flops and crocs. Puts her hair in low pigtails since its a bit too short to go all the back in one tail.

Preston;

What he does; Tries his damndest to relax, but he just can't. He's always all nerves and waiting for the other shoe to drop. He's cooking a new recipe, or patching up his coat, or making maps. Really likes cartography, scary accurate. It takes a lot to really get him to let his guard down. After Blind Betrayal, takes Danse under his wing since they're in similar boats. They talk a lot of history.

What he wears; Sweatpants, soft shirts and flannels, warm clothing. He's easily cold, especially his hands and feet. Wears gloves and thicker socks often.

X6-88;

What he does; Trains. If forced to take up a standard method of 'relaxation', will take up art, weapon crafting, or try his hand at Nick's and Piper's puzzle books. Sometimes he blows through them with a scoff, other times he gives up and asks the solution. Fascinated by those trick, brain teaser puzzle toys.

What he wears; Dark shirts, dark pants, dark boots. He's never not dressed nicely, cleanly, and formally. Even his sleepwear (once Sole demands he treat himself to his very own wardrobe) is elegant in a way. The sunglasses stay on, always.

[island-in-the-shadows]

Farleigh "you stupid little boy" ICONIC complete with the legs and the phone and all of that.

Lol Farleigh smoking like he knows it's about to get so real. It's almost like he's in a mafia movie and he knows someone's about to get whacked. He's such an icon. Also his shirt in this breakfast scene is a slay.

Oliver stop looking at Venetia. Girl, be subtle.

Lol Duncan knows everything omg such a vampire.

"No, not really." Why didn't you sleep well Felix? Hmm? Why?

They just gloss over Venetia being molested. Wonderful. Every time it hits that this girl is never not having the worst fucking time in her own home. She has little good moments here and there but imagine growing up with this? She really needed to get OUT jfc.

Oliver! GIRL! Be👏🏻Subtle👏🏻

If he was looking at me like that I would have no decorum.

Felix would literally murder both Oliver and Venetia if he could. Felix, girl...you were never gonna be subtle. I mean you are and you aren't. You're so used to withholding but you allow yourself the pleasure of your seething jealousy. As long as you're decorous about it.

But you made no claim, hon. You know he's handsome and you know he's got swag when he tries because you've been on the receiving end of it and done nothing about it. Maybe next time, tell him not to fool around with your family. That he's yours and only yours. Try harder next time, baby.

Ma'am, I don't think Oliver even knows 100 people.

"What friends?" Awww, you cunt.

Farleigh is right though in that I don't think Oliver would ever want a party. I think he's fine with just waiting until Felix is sweaty and licking the sweat off his body inch by inch. Happy fucking birthday.

Oliver: *touches Felix*

Felix: *behaves like a scorned wife down to the swishy cigarette holding hand*

On the one hand, Venetia baby now I see what you're doing and it hurts. On the other, did we really think orgasm was gonna rid her of her compulsion? She needs literal fucking help and no one is bothering. I would be pro her going on a rampage.

[plaindangan]

In the pokemon AU!, how are "battles" fought, when instead of pokemon they use sexy babes?

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

In this new world, some girls have the potential to become Danganmon: women with unique power from one to two of nearly 18 different types. Thus, giving these lucky women a slew of strength, speed, and status that some would never even dream of....

At the cost of a near insatiable urge to quarrel amongst themselves~ Something that eventually lead to others who managed to catch/tame them - dubbed Trainers - to learn how to get them under control and express their desires in a 'safer'/sexier way -

Case in point, a classic battle:

"Kurolf, stand by for battle!!!"

"Hinaid! I choose you!!"

To the left, was a Water-Type Danganmon, Hinaid! With dark-blue skin, wearing a sea weed based top and skirt, was a spunky Danganmon ready to prove her worth. She also had webbed feet and and hands, the latter of which was clenched tightly in preparation to duke it out! Gills could also be see on the side of her neck, and just the hint of sharpened teeth whenever she flashed a smile.

On the opposite end, Kurolf stood firm with a gray patches of fur that covered her arms, legs, bust and a bit of her 'front'...though clearly left her plump booty to only be covered by a long, swishy, gray tail. At the end of her arms and legs, were clawed hands and feet, respectively Beyond that, the rest of her muscular, fit, body was left pretty much exposed...not that she minded of course!

Trainer wise, Hinaid was under the care of Makoto, fighting to be the best around and given his friends the care they need, with a determined expression on her face. Contrasting that was Junko, who was mockingly filing her nails, as if she knew the outcome to this already.

"Hinaid, Aqua Jet!!"

"Like, Metal Claw, Kurolf!!" Covering her self in a torrent of water, Hinaid shot herself out like a rocket to Kurolf, knocking the wolf girl back a bit and grunting...but it didn't stop Kurolf from following order. Her claws turned to greyish, glowing, steel and, with a fierce slash, hit Hina across her chest-!!

To...to cut off that seaweed top. Thus, letting her dark, particularly bouncy, boobs out to be admired by the attackers and get the opposite side flustered. Looks like a critical hit landed~

"Keep up the pressure! Kurolf! Glare!" At her mistress' command, Kurolf glared at Hina - paralysing her under the gaze that screamed danger and potential demise.

"H-hina, don't be shaken by this!! Knock her back with Water Gun!" But, alas, Hinaid couldn't move her shaky legs. Perfect for what Junko wanted~

"Puhuhuhu~ This battle is as good as ours! Kurolf!! Bite her until she goes down~" Walking up to a terrified Hinaid, who closed her eyes out of fear of those strong jaws taking a chunk out of her fishy body, she waited for the end...only to end gasping in surprise as Kurolf only kinda firmly bit her. On one of sensitive, tits. So sensitive that when Kurolf began to lick at her nipples, waves of pleasure had Hinaid moaning and falling back.

Unable to act as Kurolf kept on licking and licking and licking - before adding on to this torture by fondling Hinaid's wet pussy as much as possible. Until the Danganmon finally let out long, pleasured cry from cumming and fainted.

"Hinaid is unable to battle - so I win!~" Fisting pump in the air, Makoto could only sigh as he recalled his pal. "

"You did your best Hinaid." He said gratefully, looking at her Danganball to smile in appreciation. It was only a second, but by the time he looked back to Junko both the winner and her Danganmon were right in his face, expectantly.

"Sooooo, where's our money?" Makoto nervously took a step back, realizing what was going to happen. He had been banking winning this match to pay for supplies, but...

"Well, y-you see..."

"So, you're dead broke, huh?" Gulping, Makoto nodded...and shivered as he saw a sinister smile on Junko's face.

"Puhuhuhuhu~ No need to worry...I know just how to get that payment from you~ Kurolf, mind helping me out?"

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Ultimately, this is how Danganmon fight in this world- a battle of humiliation, skill....and a desire to make the others submit. Especially if -

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP

"O-oh Arceuuuuss!! A-a-are we doooooooneeee!! That's the f-fifth time...I-I can't cum anymore~" Makoto moaned out and for good reason as Junko had taken to stripping him on the spot, pinning him to the ground and riding his, surprisingly, still erect dick even long after his entire waist was overflowing and stained with cum.

"Hell no!!! Now get back to eating her out, broke boy!" Junko ordered with a giggle as Kurolf went back to lowering herself over Makoto's lips. Moaning intensely as his tongue worked her folds. She was so glad to have victory over such a cute boy!

"Mphhhhhhhh!!!"

-- one can't pay the price of defeat~

[autisticlancemcclain]

Hii i was wondering if you have some mermaid lance fics recs? I have no idea how is the tag in ao3

yes! i haven't checked the mer lance tag in a while so i'm gonna put it here in case y'all want to take a look. but i have 12 works specifically that i can rec for y'all!

amazing plotlines:

Starsong by @tomminowrites

The paladins are crewmates aboard a mercenary space vessel, sent to the outer reaches of the system to investigate the recent disappearance of Empire ships. Keith discovers that the ship's captain, Sendak, has actually been hired to capture a different prize: mermaids.

With siren calls that interfere with ship scanners and songs that mimic the distress beacons of friendly crafts, astral mermaids are a threat commonly believed to be myth among most spacefarers. But when lives are at stake, the crew is soon to discover that one among them is not quite as human as he appears to be...

this story had me GAGGED. genuinely i was in awe. pirate au?? witih mermaids?? in SPACE?? like holy shit!! insanely cool storyline, felt like a movie. highly recommend!!

2. Rest Stop by @flaming-potato-arson

Lance wasn't like the rest of the world.

And he had never had a loving mother tell him it made him stronger for it. So he told himself, gathering up his courage and grit to face a world of winged humanity, when he, in fact, has no wings and turns into a mermaid instead.

A world that wants him to die.

So he'd keep this secret like a knife in his boot, a sharp weapon until he died on his own terms. Not because of who he was.

Except, Team Voltron isn't so sure why Lance is all rough edges and sharp points about showing off his wings. Or acting like a member of the Flock in general. It's clear he cares for them, but he's never shown an intimate part of him.

Until he has to.

this is an older fic!! baby me was in awe. this was the first wing fic i ever read, and i loved the entire concept here. insanely cool. the worldbuilding was dope and lance's guilt and self-loathing just made so much sense, you really get wrapped up in the emotions of the story.

3. True Affection Floats by @somethingaboutwriting

Under the sea, Lance dreams of living in the human world, disobeying his sister Allura's rules left and right. On land, Keith is tired of his royal life in which nothing ever happens. That is, until his ship wrecks and he is rescued by a mysterious boy with white hair and bright blue eyes.

A fluffy little(ish) fic about two hopelessly oblivious boys falling in love in a Disney universe. What could go wrong?

ARIEL AU ARIEL AU ARIEL AU. sometimes u just have to take a disney movie and make it gay. sometimes u just need that in ur life

4. Son of the (Very Alien) Sea by @phoenixyfriend

In which everything is the same, except Lance was born on the mermaid planet.

(And Blue was left there, too.)

i'm obsessed with this one. it's my fave of the bunch. the entire concept is so cool, and you can tell how much thought went into the fic! i would read seven novels in this universe, the entire premise fascinates me. also, if i remember correctly, this is in hunk's pov and as per usual hunk's pov is elite. oh AND its got like trans everyone, its great!! first thing u should read on this list fr.

cute pieces:

5. it's not enchanted without you by @adelfie

He rolls his shoulders back and shifts into his wolf form. He’s all dark fur and lupine when he raises his head again. Like this, he can match Lance’s height — head to tail. Not that it’s a competition. But still.

-- In an enchanted forest, wolf shifter Keith and merperson Lance are best friends. They're not supposed to be.

(Or, a cute kid fic in which Keith and Lance both have swishy tails and Shiro is Strict™)

okay this fic will rot ur teeth its so cute and sweet. yes its a little sad, especially at the end, but mostly u just want to squish their cheeks. the little wagon just as a concept was ADORABLE.

6. Part of Your World by @floranna

Keith sat at the dock, glaring at the water, wearing only his speedos. It was a bright, warm, and sunny day, with slight enough of a breeze to keep the worst of the heat away. Not like Keith cared or anything like that, of course, but…

Everything spelled that it should have been a beautiful, wonderful day, full of wonderful memories, if only that sharp-toothed half fish would actually show up!

all hail monstertron! i love mer fics where the mer is like. not human at all. pleases me greatly. this one is short and fluffy and most importantly lance has very sharp teeth

everything is the same except lance is secretly a mermaid:

7. Space Bears Aren't Cool by @angstyzebra

When one of his team members is in danger, Lance might have to give up his secret to save them.

He really should have thought this through more.

i will always always always be obsessed with fics where everything is the same except lance is secretly a mermaid. theres just something so chefs kiss about it. its always so fun and dramatic

8. sullen as a sunken ship (and twice as cold) by heyhoneybird

In which Lance Mclain is a merperson, and he'd really like to keep that fact under wraps, thanks.

He's not going to, obviously.

my dumb dumb self read this before i realised it was abandoned and got super invested lol so im inflicting it on u all. come suffer with me and be sad that it is no more

9. Just Keep Swimming by @sevansa

Shiro thinks Lance is hiding something big, he was right. Except, it really wasn't what he expected it to be. // Or the one in which Shiro worries and Lance is totally not a fish.

lance and shiro fic!! im always a hound for fics that explore their relationship, and this one does p well! this is a very early vld fic as well if i recall correctly

spicy:

10. Catch of the Day by @caeseria-k [EXPLICIT]

Keith returns from a hunting trip with a courting gift for his lover, Lance. Instead of the greeting he expected, he finds Lance asleep in his hammock, in human form, laid out like an unsuspecting but extremely desirable feast. Keith figures he might as well get a taste...

[a.k.a. the one where Keith sucks Lance's cock while he's lying in a hammock, and then fucks him with his mer cock on the beach ;) ]

caeseria is always a fun read, and this fic in particular is so descriptive that u cant not imagine it lol. definitely an interesting read!!

11. Courting, Kidnapping, Same Difference by GemmaRose [EXPLICIT]

Lance stared for another second, then two, then dropped his head and slammed his forehead into the floor, breaking the ice there. “Why is this my life.” he groaned.

“I’m- sorry?” the dragon stepped closer, and Lance tilted his head to actually get a proper look at it.

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” he sighed, lifting his head to rest in the palm of one hand. “Just, figures that out of everyone I know, I’m the one who gets hit on by a dumbass dragon.”

despite what the title may imply, this one is hilarious. to sum it up with my bookmark notes: lance is so funny he gets kidnapped and two minutes later is like “hey. wanna fuck” truly a bisexual icon

12. Waves by @sanazyung [EXPLICIT]

“I haven’t seen you in a week, I’m stuck with my stupid family while you’re off at your friend’s beach volleyball tournament, you leave me after the most amazing dirty talk I’ve ever heard in my life and all you can talk about when you see me again is my fucking face?”

Hunk winced, smiling sheepishly as he took a hand from Lance’s back to run it through his own hair.

“I’m sorry,” he made puppy-dog eyes at Lance. “Forgive me? Your face is just so pretty manamea.”

Lance felt red dust his cheeks once again, and tried to shake himself out of it. It wasn’t fair that he was the hottest piece of tail under the sea but in Hunk’s arms he turned to mush.

hance! lowkey miss when hance was more popular in the fandom, bc its a lot of fun. best friends to lovers, babey. always hits. this fic in partocular is established relatioship and smutty banter :))

shameless self-plug:

13. Land or Sea, I've Got the Power (If I Just Believe) by me :DD

“You’re a fish,” Keith breathes after several minutes of stunned silence. Lance can’t help the haughty snoot, as ridiculous as he knows he’s being. “Half fish,” he corrects. “I am still very much half god of sexy. You know what, I don’t even have this thing —” he flips his tail, causing Keith to jump, which makes Lance smirk despite himself and the situation — “all the time, so technically I’m only a quarter fish. An eighth, maybe.” “Why the fuck are you a fish?!” --- OR: When Lance touches water, he turns into a mermaid. He does everything he can to keep that to himself -- it's just easier for everyone. What happens when Keith finds out?

im real proud of this one!! it features my fave trope (everything is the same except lance is secretly a mermaid) and dumbass klance banter. enjoy!!

okay i hope that was enough mer lance recs for u!! send any particular trope requests my way bc organising shit like this tickles my brain like u would not believe. its the big girl equivalent of sorting blades of grass by length and colour at recess

[otakween]

Digimon Tamers - Episode 18

These episodes are starting to feel more predictable/formulaic than the first 10, so I probably won't have as much to say. Aside from some nice Ruki moments in the opening scenes, not much happened on a character development/emotional level. Mostly action.

Taomon is definitely my fave perfect level. Design still slightly jank tho (mainly in the arms).

Notes:

Ruki's mom continues to be kinda a flop, not listening to her daughter's feelings at all. The photographer sucked too! I guess he's never worked with children before...I probably woulda panicked too.

Random HYPNOS lady fanservice, because why not? I guess they were just trying to be like "look, she's a normal person doing normal person things!" but honestly, did we learn/gain anything from that scene? (I did like seeing her chunky Nokia-style phone lol)

Ruki's back-sass amused me. "What kind of elementary schooler walks around at this time of night?" "This one." Her mom had it coming tbh. Also, she doesn't really try hard enough to stop Ruki from going off in the middle of the night on her bike. Doesn't she have a car she could follow her in? I know Japan is safe but still...

Vajiramon actin' kinda yandere towards Renamon lol. What exactly does telling someone they have "beautiful data" mean? Can digimon see each other's stats or is he just calling her aesthetically beautiful?

I was annoyed when Renamon was like "What is this 'God' you speak of?" and Vajiramon failed to give any sort of satisfying answer. I wanna know dammit!

So they can digivolve to perfect level with a card slash but...only sometimes. In this episode Growmon and Galgomon conveniently "didn't have enough energy." I don't get why they can't just digivolve all the way up to perfect from the start, but oh well. I don't need to see that many digivolution sequences anyways...

Taomon's design is wonderful. I especially like the mask-like face, the swishy clothes, and the calligraphy brush attack. Only thing I don't really like are the weird, dislocated looking shoulders. They kinda remind me of Evangelion mecha shoulders...

It felt weird seeing Vajiramon get defeated because he had way more speaking lines than your average enemy digimon. Not that I felt that sorry for him, it just had a greater sense of "they're killing a living being." (I know they don't see it as killing).

I like to imagine that Renamon was blushing off screen when Ruki called her "beautiful." She got a lot of compliments this episode! lol

[missamyrisa2]

thoughts on tickle edge training a cute, ticklish guy with a nice feather?? ☺️

Mmmh~ you know I love the complex scenarios, but there's something so tickly teasy about getting a guy under control with only a feather and my own assets ~ I would have him on a massage table, which I'd nudge him back and crawl over his midsection and let my swishy soft floral dress graze on his upper legs. I wouldn't have him bound ~ he's not going anywhere, not with how sweetly I'm going to smile and tickle his manhood with that feather ~ he might think it silly, even stupid that I'm acting all confident and sassy with nothing more than a feather ~ but that's before I glide the quill up his thigh and let the tip kiss his tip lightly ~ such a soft touch, easy to dismiss but the little tickly itchy will find its way in, it'll wake that silly royal rod up and coax it to attention. Oooh, he'll try to resist ~ "ah ah ah" I remark, I know it's getting to him ~ the soft fabrics resting on his legs, the cuteness of my outfit and my sassy faces are exciting him, my cooing and fawning over his hot body feeds a need~ and the feather keeps him from ignoring it, from backtracking from this giggly arousal~ I'm hotwiring his body, drawing him out with my tickles and teases and taunts ~

My feather-wielding hand keeps the tool fluttering on his royal part, tracing the vein as it grows hard ~ once the underside is revealed there's no turning back, and no escape for him now. My other hand switches duties, from sassily seductively resting on my waistbelt to pointing out his sensitive spots with a wiggly index finger, and easily warding off his hands whenever he reflexively reaches down to stop the tiny torment on his prince part. I tsk tsk tsk whenever he tries to resist the touch, and gently punish by fluttering the feather mercilessly right under the tip. I work him up following every motion with the feather, tickling the underside and fanning the absolute top with relentless gentle motions ~ until he's gasping and wanting and gigglymoany ~ I tickle and taunt that cute crown until I get the little dew of excitement~

And then I'll smirk knowingly and pull the feather away, moving around to snuggle up and hold his giggly weakened wanting body to me ~"Mmm mmm mmmh~ nope, not yettt" my lips are right in his ear, telling him how he's such an adorable ticklish toy ~ and we can watch together as he sits on that edge, tingling madly, wanting so badly to finish. "Watch it now, watch your cute prince part throb ~ you want it so badly huh? You want me so bad~ just sooo needy yeahh? Tsk tsk tsk. Such a naughty little thing. You wanna be naughty don't you? You want to touch your little rod and play with it for me? Bad boooyy ~ I know you won't though, you want my tickles mmhmm you want those teasing touches you say pleeease tickle mama tickle my cute prince part and make me feel so goood~" I murmur and kiss at his ear, pressing to him and pinching his sides playfully ~ prolonging that tumble off the edge as long as possible ~

And then when he's out of the danger zone ~ I move back, kiss my feather for him and lean down close ~ though not before marking that first edge on his performance whiteboard ~ and then we start again, edge #2 and continue the training~<3

[jaskiers-lutkulele-of-sex]

Omovember Day 01- while playing a game

(per @omowritingprompts omovember list for this year)

Stranger Things- Pre-Steddie,just a short one

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Eddie is Pretty Sure that Steve Harrington is desperate to pee.

Look, does Eddie sometimes spend a little Too much time watching Harrington? Specifically Harrington's body?

Okay yeah maybe.

But if King Steve didn't want to be looked at, he maybe shouldn't spend so much of his life running around in tiny swishy athletic shorts.

Anyway, Eddie's not gonna, like, harass the guy or anything, not least because that would get Him beat up, if not worse.

He just, you know... he notices.

He notices Steve enough to know that there is something off about the way Steve's moving right now.

To be honest, Steve Harrington is the only reason Eddie's still in band- he'd much rather keep his free time for his baby... maybe he'd even do more homework, if he wasn't in band...

Probably not, but maybe!

Anyway, Eddie's man enough to admit to himself that the only reason he's still going to all the effort of band this semester is that it gets him a lovely court-side view of Steve Harrington and an excuse to watch every game the guy plays... without having to explain himself. To anyone.

So when they're not playing, Eddie has no reason not to engage in his third favorite past time- watching Steve('s ass).

Only, tonight, said ass is... well...

Steve's being a little weird.

See, Hawkins is short, tonight. Hawkins never does very well, despite how much of every game Steve carries, but on this particular night, not only are they short on players full-stop, but one of the players has been benched for an ankle injury, and another has been benched for cussing out the ref...

And so Hawkins has exactly as many players as they need not to forfeit.

Which means, no substitutions.

Eddie didn't watch Steve for all of the middle break, he was actually doing his job or whatever and playing the stupid fight songs and stuff...

But he did clock that Steve never went back into the locker room, he doesn't think.

Part of the time, Steve was talking to the sullen shithead who got ejected, doing his team captain duties, Eddie guessed, but Part of the time Steve was certainly almost definitely flirting with one of the cheerleaders.

So when the whistle blew and everyone filed back onto the court, Steve was already there, looking thrown by the sudden return of the rest of his teammates.

Eddie did clock the nervous look Steve shot the lockeroom doors .

Eddie also clocked the Three Separate times Steve jogged over to the coach during timeouts, and the increasingly stressed look on his face every time the coach shot him down.

And now, Eddie couldn't help but notice an extra spring, and extra bounce, in his lordship's stance. He was presumably standing wherever he was strategically supposed to, but he was definitely bobbing in place, bouncing on his toes...

on another person, Eddie might choc it up to nerves, or excitement. just someone anxious to get back into the game.

but Eddie's pretty sure he knows what Steve's "Normal" amped-up bouncing looks like, and it's not this.

Eddie is pretty sure in fact...

There's a play, or whatever, and Steve's got the ball suddenly, and he's moving quickly, and other players are rushing him, and he stops to throw the ball, and there are a bunch of guys all around him... and an opposing player basically smacks him in the gut.

Steve drops the ball, drops to his knees, and a whistle blows, and the guy that hit Steve is arguing, hands in the air, but Eddie is still watching Steve who...

Steve is sort of clutching his stomach... but he's, like, doing it with his arms, not his hands. His hands are lower, pressing against his upper thigh.

Eddie watches intently as another player comes over to help Steve up, watches Steve hesitate, watches...

Steve straight up grabs himself, before he lets himself be pulled up.

Oh yeah. Eddie's absolutely correct.

Steve Harrington definitely has to piss like a motherfucker.

[existentialbogwitch]

I had a really weird experience at the doctor yesterday and it’s still bothering me.

I went to talk to her because I’ve been experiencing some physical pain. I’m a musician and at first I thought it was just carpal tunnel and I figured it was just going to be part of my life.

But then the pain got worse. There was a week straight where it was entirely unbearable and hurt all the time. Over my entire body.

My doctor told me it was just stress and trauma and that as I learn to manage my symptoms better the pain will dissipate.

I came to my appointment wearing all black. Some swishy pants I love because they are baggy and they do not feel too tight, a sweater vest I just got that is one of my favorite items of clothing right now, and a regular long sleeve white shirt. I had a black beanie on because I needed to wash my hair and in order to make it to my appointment on time, I had to skip a shower.

My appointment was on my day off and I made it earlier than I originally wanted to because I thought I was going to hang out with a friend after. (This was a mistake and I’m never making a doctors appointment before noon again).

I was also wearing sunglasses and a mask because they insist on using fluorescent lighting in the doctors office and it’s easier for me to manage my anxiety if I’m wearing sunglasses. I was wearing a mask because I don’t want to get sick.

When the doctor comes into the room, the first thing she does is point out the bags under my eyes. And I had to reassure her that I’m fine, I’m just tired because I’m working more and I got up early today and I’m not wearing any makeup.

Then she asked me why I was wearing all black and “what happened” because last time she saw me I was really colorful. I told her I just like black, which is the truth. Also I contain multitudes. I actually really liked my outfit that day and I was kind of hurt that she was so judgmental about it.

However, this doctor has been very kind to me over the past year I’ve been seeing her, and I appreciate her kindness. She has children with autism and is generally very compassionate and empathetic.

But she also makes me feel like a child and it’s weird.

She used the word “quirky” to describe me and other autistic people several times.

She told me about her young son who is into jiu-jitsu but also loves my little pony and powerpuff girls.

She told me how it’s “ok that her son likes these things as long as he doesn’t talk about them at school.” And that’s fair, but it broke my heart.

She gave me a list of doctors to go see about getting my autism diagnosis. And that was helpful.

But I had to fight the urge to tell her that the way she was speaking to me about autism felt uncomfortable.

Every time someone tells me a “solution” to autism symptoms that involve pretending to fit in with other groups of people, I immediately feel gross. Mostly because this is what I’ve been told my whole life. Even before I knew I was autistic.

I’ve always had to be the one to make the effort to change myself so that other people will be more comfortable.

I fully recognize that there are a lot of public spaces where this is necessary for safety reasons and also to be respectful of others.

But pretending I don’t have anxiety so that other people will feel more comfortable? I’m not doing that anymore.

If I’m feeling anxious or angry or sad or any other “big feeling”, I’m going to try to do the best I can to regulate my emotions so they do not control me. And this might involve me needing to leave the situation entirely and be alone. Or if I cannot leave, I will tell people that I am feeling dysregulated and I’m trying to calm down and to please stop talking to me or asking me questions while I’m trying to calm down.

Someone standing in my face and going “you don’t have to be anxious with me.” Is not going to help me.

I’m realizing that my trauma is a lot more severe than I thought and combined with the autism, it’s making it very difficult for me to trust people or talk to anyone because I can no longer discern if someone is being genuinely kind to me because they care or if they are manipulating me.

I’m trying not to feel like “too much” or take up too much space or make other people uncomfortable, but it is very painful for me to have to hide so much of myself.

I wish I had the energy to just write music that could convey my feelings. People will listen to you if you have well produced videos and a social following.

But I am overwhelmed by the dichotomy between expressing my own feelings and being concerned that those feelings could harm others.

A lot of people do not like to hear that their actions have been harmful to me, especially when they had good intentions.

I also do not like hearing when my actions have been harmful to others, especially when I have good intentions.

But I am learning and I’m trying my best.

Not everyone is going to like me, and some people may even hate me. Some people do not want me to exist at all.

(No people directly in my personal life have ever threatened me to my face, but it is difficult to live with family who is invalidating to your experiences and watching conservative propaganda on YouTube constantly.)

I’m waiting for the day that I’m “too weird” for someone and they retaliate.

I’m afraid to go out to public events sometimes out of fear that there might be a shooter.

I think my fear is justified.

I’ve been trying to cultivate more community online and participate in “safe spaces” but it is still difficult sometimes. I’m 37 and I do not have a partner or kids and I live with my family. I’m the kind of autistic, mentally ill person who needs a lot more support than I’m getting and many things are difficult for me.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to relate to people with kids because they use their kids as their reason for being exhausted. I don’t have kids. What’s my excuse? I’m just lazy then I guess?

They never say this to me out loud, but I don’t know what to say to them sometimes and they don’t know what to say to me either.

I’ve lost a lot of friends because no one knows how to talk to me and I don’t really know how to talk to other people either. Unless it’s about music or something else I’m interested in.

A lot of day to day topics are hard for me to talk about because my day to day looks very different from most people my age.

I have to do things in the ways that work for me though, even if it’s different from the “norm.”

I like watching social media accounts featuring other autistic people and how they have learned to live in the world. But I also take this information with a grain of salt because every person is different.

Also if catering to your sensitivities makes you weak, then I don’t want to be strong.

I am really working on releasing some of the shame I feel about the state of my existence, but it is a difficult process.

I feel weird posting this because I’m unsure as to whether I’m doing the right thing by sharing my inner experiences.

Almost every time I post I feel like people are reading it and going “poor girl she should really go to therapy.” Instead of just talking to me like a friend.

And I get it, a lot of people do not have the emotional regulation skills themselves to engage with someone who is suffering.

I think most people could benefit from learning emotional regulation skills.

I’m constantly torn between “there are already enough people in the world shouting things from mountaintops, you don’t need to add to the noise.”

And “if you don’t write about your experiences, they will sit inside you and rot, slowly poisoning you from the inside out.”

So I feel compelled to share because it makes me feel better.

If other people don’t like it, they don’t have to read it.

[invisibleraven]

Stealing each others clothes and peterpatterlina?

Julie Molina was a clothes thief. Always had been. It started when she was young, using her mom's fancy stage outfits for dress-up, then slowly just keeping them as her mom performed less and less. Then it was an oversized shirt of her dad's when she was sad and it felt like a hug when he wasn't there.

It only got worse as she started dating Luke and Reggie. Sure they had quite a few inches on her (curse her lack of height thanks to her Alvarez genes) but she still loved taking their stuff.

Luke's cut offs were a blessing on hot summer days when the AC just wan't cutting it and she needed a confidence boost. Reggie's flannel was a godsend during her period; the fabric soft and worn enough not to irritate her already sensitive body.

And it wasn't like they didn't steal her stuff right back. If she couldn't find her favourite yellow smile sweater, chances were that one of her boyfriends was sporting it. Luke liked snagging her scarves as a replacement for the one he had stolen from his mom when the fabric was too delicate to risk att gigs anymore.

And Reggie decided he liked the way he looked in her skirts-an experiment that both her and Luke found devastating and distracting all at once.

It had been a day like any other, with Luke parsing out the tabs for his latest song, Julie was looking over their bills, and Reggie was putting away the laundry.

Only he held up one of her skirts-a plain pleated black affair that was honestly too big on her and Julie had said time and time again she should relocate, but had yet to do so, as it was something that went with everything and easy enough to wear. Plus it had pockets, and every girl knew to treasure those more than gold.

“Hey Jules?” Reggie asked. “C-could I try this on?”

“My skirt?” she clarified. “Sure if you want to.”

“At least it’s your colour,” Luke snarked earning him Julie stocking her tongue out and Reggie flipping him off.

Reggie went into the bedroom, and Julie could hear him huffing a bit until a sound of joy sounded, meaning he had found the tiny zipper allowing him to make it much easier to put it on. “Need any help?” she asked through the door.

“Depends on the zipper right now,” Reggie replied, but she heard the sound of him pulling it up, and then silence.

“Reg?” Luke joined her outside the door. “You okay babe?”

Reggie hummed in response. “Can we come in?” Another hun, and so they oh so slowly opened the door. Reggie was standing in front of the floor length mirror, just looking at himself.

Julie bit her lip and grabbed hold of Luke who was staring at Reggie with a slack jawed expression. Sure they knew Reggie was pretty but in the skirt he was downright gorgeous.

“It’s so swishy,” Reggie finally remarked, swaying a little.

“It feels even nicer if you shave your legs,” Julie finally choked out, just imagining his mile long legs all pale and smooth.

“Maybe next time,” Reggie mused. He finally turned to them, looking apprehensive. “Do you like it?”

“What we think doesn’t matter,” Julie said. “Only what you feel. But I got one, am a fan.”

“Luke?”

Luke finally stopped looking like he had swallowed his tongue and came over, his hands drifting over the skirt, and growled. “You need to take it off before we do things that will ruin it.”

“Or I can keep it on and we can wash it later?” he asked with a cheeky grin. “As long as Julie is okay with is having fun in her skirt?”

“Your skirt now lindo,” Julie replied with a smirk, pushing him onto the bed.

And maybe they bought him a few of his own after he wouldn’t stop stealing the others of Julie’s that fit. Even if it meant more laundry, they all agreed it was more than with it.

[rhythmic-idealist]

“You can stop calling me that already. We stopped playing Collecting like hours ago.”

“Oh— okay, uh. What should I call you..?”

“Uh, you tell me, dummy." The Collector flew to within three inches of King's face, prompting a startled 'weh' and a stumble backward. “What am I in Owl House?”

“You can be the, uh, doorman..?”

King became the subject of a red-eyed squint, one he wanted so badly to squirm from, that he had to hold his breath until it was over. Scrutinized, looked over so often by this ancient child who could probably kill him by breathing on him. They perked up, the swishy fabric of their hat bobbing. “Okay!”

Room to breathe again—he was hundreds of meters away before King could blink.

Under the creak and settle of a thousand stones forming into whatever the Collector thought an Owl House was—King just gave frantic pointers as they came to him, it can't be built from anything people are alive inside, no people or bones or body parts can get in the walls, it'll be, uh, structurally unsound—something sat on him. It couldn't be Eda and the others, because he was already thinking about them and this was something else, and it couldn't be Luz and the others, because he wasn't thinking about that.

“Hey, uh, Coll— Doorman.” The amplified, belated echoing of the tmp-tmp-tmp King's claws clicked against the floor rebounded off distant walls as things settled into a cavernous space, starting to shut out the light. “What were you collecting?”

“Skulls, silly.” The Doorman scratched his chin and considered whether an Owl House needed a fireplace. They weren't looking at him. “My old playmates would’ve docked points for the cracks on yours, too. This is WAY more fun.”

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

As an older Gen Z past my teenage years I’ve noticed that younger people in my generation are…. Weirdly conservative?? And puritanical?? And love to police what grown adults are into sexually even when there’s zero things wrong with it (which is ironic, because there was this whole ordeal about teens on TikTok getting into “hardcore” kinks too early and bragging about being into choking or biting).

I guess it’s just the generational need teens have to feel superior and better than adults. It’s really annoying tbh.

You know, I've been reading a book called "A Renegade History of the United States" and one of the book's themes is that respectability politics aren't what got shit done and aren't what made the US such a free place. It was the whores, the bootleggers, the punks, the unashamed lispy flaming gays and stone butch lesbians, the "bad" people proving stereotypes "right", and the degenerates who made shit happen.

(Me making a rambling Pepe Silvia-esque corkboard about internet bullshit below)

What was considered degenerate and banned by respectable people (ie. Rock and roll music in the 1950s, American music and film in Soviet countries) was what pushed members of society to fight back against those respectable people: essentially, "fuck you, we're gonna listen to Elvis because this music is fun and so is dancing at clubs, drinking, and dressing like a thot."

Anyway, I bring this up because there's always a faction of people that desperately want to stamp out anything not respectable, anything ~problematic~ If I were to draw a parallel to fandom bullshit, I'd bring up the puritanical sides of fandoms on places like Tiktok that you've described and how they try to stop anyone from creating and enjoying weird degenerate shit. If you want to go really reach for straws, you could say this may stem from a very American mindset of puritanical values. The founding fathers hated how much people in their day spent time drinking and fucking prostitutes and gambling; ethnic groups like the Irish and Italian rose to "white" status by major influential leaders pushing for a sober and very religiously conservative lifestyle; the original groups behind the gay rights movement in the US insisting that no drag queens, no overtly feminine "swishy" gay men, and no butch lesbians could be in their movement for PR purposes; Martin Luther King Jr., Malcom X, and their political descendants like Jesse Jackson staunchly advocating against idleness and sexuality in order to be seen as respectable American citizens.

You can argue this emphasis on being seen as nonproblematic as possible, and enjoying nonproblematic things in as nonproblematic a way as possible, is a 21st century online extension of this long-lasting American mindset when it comes to morality and immorality.

Personally, I don't think minors should be consuming sexual content and ESPECIALLY not porn. It's just something not made for them; they're so mentally and emotionally underdeveloped that they can't understand that sex isn't at all what porn's idealized and hyperfantasized portrayal of it is. It's why they commonly develop body image issues (when they already struggle with that thanks to social media anyway, thus adding fuel to the fire), why they feel pressured to talk about sex as often because they think everyone expects them to be sexualized, and why some feel pressured to be okay with kinks and sexual acts with a partner even if they don't want to. And, regarding your ask, some push back against that oversexualization by shunning and rejecting anything they consider too sexual or sexually 'problematic', 'toxic', or impure (aka: sinful)

But that doesn't mean these teens who are having to deal with these issues have the right to barge into a space explicitly meant to exclude them. If you're living in this century, you NEED to learn how to create your own experience online without flinging shit at others who have their own curated experience. Staying in your lane is something you teach teens in driver's ed, but it applies to a lot of other aspects of life too 🤷‍♀️

[lalalaure]

so, I was thinking about Catboy Bruce Wayne cause I read it once and it has lived rent free in my head ever since and??? I love it???

like I love the concept of Bruce being exposed to some magic or straight up being cursed by someone to become catlike, and there he is, acting like he normally does (cause, let’s be honest, that man is a cat already even without any of the right appendages) just with a pair of cat ears on top of his ruffled hair, nails that could (“and won’t, but could!!” “yes, Bruce, okay, you’re an aggressive overgrown cat, WE KNOW THAT.”) kill a man and a fucking swishy tail.

what I love even more is this concept I read on a fic once of the tail practically having its own brain and always showcasing Bruce’s emotion even when he is in Deep Denial (tm). Like homeboy be Brooding (tm) perched upon a rock in his Batcave and yelling at Clark (that came with “cake, Bruce, how can you say no to cake! Ma made it just for you, for pity’s sake! Alfred surely raised you better than that, now come on down and eat your damned slice of the cake!”) that he doesn’t either want or need cake, only for the tail to be swishing happily (or whatever cat tails do, idk guys, I am not a native speaker and this shit do be confusing) and giving him away like the lying liar that he is.

and wait, that’s not all, like obviously the Batkids are going to use it against him, we know that but!! now they know for sure what he thinks!! when he lies!! and when he doesn’t!! and if they get emotional over the fact that their socially inept Batdad is now trying to mother hen (mother cat, really) them it is not for anyone to know, okay?? that is one hell of a repressed man and they do not take for granted the gift of having him open up to them, even if it is because of some strange magic or whatever.

and then like, we discover that the curse (or whatever that was idk) didn’t actually make him act like a cat, but just gave him the appearance of one and the fucker just wanted to use this magical mishap as an opportunity to show some love and care to his family (and maybe troll them a little lol).

~

“Bruce, bless your heart, creating such a convoluted plan just to show your family some affection! Wait, never mind that is such a you thing to do and I don’t know why I didn’t think about it being a possibility sooner.” “Shut up, Clark.”

some highlights of Cat!Bruce under the cut!

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Dick: so now you only drink milk

Bruce, knowing full well that his family is going to kill him for this, but having too much fun to stop: yup, sure do

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Tim: Bruce, please stop trying to feed me milk, please I beg of you

Bruce, pouring more milk: no

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Jason, who hasn’t seen momma cat!Bruce yet and has no idea of what happened: Bruce! Let me go, what the fuck are you doing dressed as a cat, old man??

Bruce, holding him up by the collar of his jacket with just one hand and combing his unkept hair: meow meow motherfucker

~

Cass, passing by and minding her own business:

Bruce: hey, Cass, I left some milk for you in the kitchen, be sure to drink it all, I would talk to you more but I have to go take a piss in the garden, bye, drink your milk

Cass: … what went wrong in my life?

[whoslaurapalmer]

so I was so inspired by sadie's post going around again earlier in the month of the girl who dressed as her own original character for halloween last year bc like. yeah!!! who's to say you CANT just make up a character to be for halloween???? and I'm an adult!!!! what's stopping me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! be silly!!!!!!! have a time!!!!!!!!!! 🎃🎃 so this year!!! I decided to go as a fantasy cat!!!!!!! I didn't know if I wanted to do like. a cottage-y sweatery cat, or a witchy cat, but i went with the fancy witch vibes bc that was the easier outfit. and I got to buy this badass swishy emerald green dress 💚 I intended to hit like a foresty cat witch but my accessories are any jewelry i had lying around already and span between Trees and Moons and Suns and Clocks (apparently I kept all my broken clock necklaces from high school for a reason!) so I decided on ✨️MULTIPURPOSE CAT WITCH✨️ 🪄FOR ALL YOUR WITCH NEEDS🪄 🔮SPELLS WILL PROBABLY WORK OUT?🔮 🐈‍⬛️NO GUARANTEES🐈‍⬛️