#tw for mentions of a bunch of stuff in the tags

[acewithobsessions]

Ughhhh how is it I write the darkest stories but get triggered by a kids movie

[dammarchy211]

THE COMMITTEE FOR RAPACIOUS INTERLOPERS AND MANIACAL ESPERS !

drawing dump I definitely can’t fit all of them in but here’s most of em lol. Neo Cortez the founder and Head of C.R.I.M.E. Got a complete redo which I actually Like now so’ll probably expand on him more

[icewindandboringhorror]

Bad news, got back from the vet and my beautiful baby son is going to have to be put down soon, probably tomorrow or the next day, so send him best of wishes for his next few days~ Luckily, he's actually not in a lot of pain (for now, hopefully he won't be) and is acting pretty normal, so I'm hoping he won't suffer at all and everything will be peaceful for him.

[crossbackpoke-check]

what are ur thoughts on the winners room trope?

ooooo okay surface level analysis: i like winner’s room fics :)

etwas tieferes: i think it’s cool that it’s (afaik) unique to hockey fandom and i enjoy the way it integrates a lot of unspoken rules in hockey with desire/makes them a physical/tangible reality… also the narrative potentials/world-building it opens up can be fun because there’s not really a set of rules for the “winner’s room” trope. are there in-universe rules? who gets chosen? who’s exempt? who gets to pick? where’s it going down? is it the entire room or one guy? what if your (ex)boyfriend is on another team? does somebody need to be taught a lesson or do you need to remind someone who got traded you still love them? also, most important, winner’s room gives you the chance to put two random-ass guys you saw interact for 0.002 seconds and went “hmmm. interesting” about into a Situation and i love that

[blueopalsystem]

💜: please eat the potato mix like a normal person

💙: *attempts to unhinge our jaw like a snake*

[axelotyls]

hey tumblr friends sorry for being gone today some really shitty things happened

[lilachannie]

'Selfship proshipper' But it's just me having rape fantasies about my fav adult characters

[raspberry-dounut]

hihihi idk if requests are open but please more fizzmodeus stuff I've read the other one like 10 times already please they're taking over my brain 😭😭😭🙏/nf

PINKY PROMISES (FIZZAROLLI/ASMODEUS)

[TW: mention of kidnapping and that jazz that happened in the episode… and also, this is a tickle fic, so if this made its way into the main tags somehow, then I suggest you don’t read it if you’re not into that stuff XD]

“You know I worry about you…”

"I know,” The demon said curtly “I know, but Oz- I’m tough! I’m fine, really! It’s just a few scrapes…”

Fizzarolli didn't bother to stop his embrace and instead just leaned on him, taking a moment to enjoy the contact and soak up some of that warmth. His bones ached- and the lie he was telling himself was already fraying at the edges. He was nowhere near fine.

“I understand that but—“ Asmodeus attempted to bite his tongue, feathers prickling upwards with a suppressed hiss; he was irate. “Y-You’re… You’re not immortal, Fizzarolli!!”

The demon’s gaze shifted to his partner, curious if he'd managed to get under the sin’s tough skin. He knew the bigger demon was right- he wasn’t immortal. Even as he spoke, he grimaced as he tried to move his shoulder; it sent a sharp pain through his bones, as if something was broken. He groaned, his body not allowing him to ignore the ache for much longer.

“You’re so reckless, Fizz! I—“ Asmodeus let a sigh escape his lips, exasperation easing into his shoulders as he gestured around himself. “You frustrate me sometimes!”

Squinting at him, Fizzarolli tried to follow his thinking, unsure of whatever point he was trying to make before he commented hesitantly as the silence dragged on “um… Can I go now?”

“FIZZ!!” he finally snapped which prompted Fizzarolli to withdraw his claws. Asmodeus plopping himself onto the edge of the bed without a loud creak, arms crossed.

“Do you have any idea what happened to you?! Were you not present at your own kidnapping?!” He asked with venom, words dripping with grief and guilt. “I- I could’ve lost you!! What would I have done if you’d died, huh?! Do you think I would have just… moved on?!”

“I-I’m sorry…” Fizzarolli hung his head in shame, his eyes filling with tears. He was already in enough pain, but now his heart hurt just as much. “I didn’t think- I thought it would pan out better, I… there a bunch of different factors, and I… there was a lot on my mind, I met an old… I got distracted and I—“

Words failed him as he croaked helplessly. He knew he'd been stupid, he didn't have to be told. He could have died, and all Asmodeus would have been left with were a bunch of distant memories.

He couldn’t say anything, his head was low, and he was focused on keeping the tears back. Even so, he felt a soft hand on his shoulder.

“Just listen to me next time, please.” His voice was soothing, as comforting as his eyes. He pulled the demon close, so that they were curled together on the bed as he pressed his lips against the top of his partner’s head. “You’re not as invincible as you think- I know you overestimate yourself, but please; think rationally sometimes!”

“…does this mean I’m not in trouble?”

Asmodeus laughed “No. You’re still getting punished.”

"Punished? For what?!" Fizz pulled away to face Asmodeus head-on, eyebrows shooting upwards, and his expression was one that was caught in a loop of shock and confusion. “What’re you gonna do, ground me?! Just wait until I get my lawyer on this!”

“That was the first thing on my mind,” The rooster said in a joking tone, his voice still stern but there was a smirk on his face that grew with Fizzarolli's reply. It was as if he’d expected this kind of response, or something akin to it. Feathered paws moved to rest idly on the demon’s scarred belly, and that was hint enough.

"Oh no. You can't be serious." He protested, a small whine forming on his lips that he quickly attempted (and failed) to disguise.

“Hmmm? I’m sure you’ll learn your lesson this way~ and I don’t see it fit to use any sort of ‘force’ on you.” The larger demon said, with a playful wink as he grabbed Fizz’s wrists with one hand and pinned them swiftly but gently down to the mattress. He could only snicker and offer Fizzarolli a shit-eating grin as his fingertips danced up and down his sides.

“Nohahahahaa!! That’s no fair!!” He squealed out and recoiled back- it was a flurry of giggles as Fizz’s own body betrayed him and gave his partner the reaction he knew he wanted.

“Hmmmm? You’re laughing too much, darling. You might wanna speak up~”

“Y-yohou're being so meeheeheean!!” He squealed and turned over. “You-!! I’m gohohohohoanna fucking kihihihihill you—“

It was an empty promise, meant more to prompt Asmodeus than to reflect on himself.

“Mhm~ I’m sure you will.” Asmodeus giggled, feathered beak nuzzling into his partner’s tummy, which made him buck instinctively.

“I’m- I'm sorreeeheeheeheehee!!”

“Sorry for what, hmmm?”

“Fohohohor- for doubting you-!!”

“And you promise to let me send an escort to at least check on you?” Asmodeus asked, mock-thought in his expression as he tapped his fluffy chin.

“Yehehehees, yes! Anything!!” Fizz squeaked as his partner squeezed his hips.

“Hmmm… Good, good! I think you’ve learnt your lesson.” And with that, he finally let up his tickle attack.

He chuckled, watching the tension leave Fizzarolli in an instant. After giving his partner a moment to catch his breath- he turned over, his long plait of feathers coming to rest alongside Fizz's chest while his beak gave him an affectionate peck.

"I hope that taught you a lesson about running off on your own.” Asmodeus said, nuzzling his beak into him. “Next time I won’t be so merciful~”

He winked- a clear indication that to Fizz of where his mind was at. They were content to lay with together as their bodies slowly cooled after the stress-filled night.

“I know- I promise I won’t do it again! I’ll listen to you more.”

“Promise?”

“Pinky promise.”

[shifterbee]

WARNING: LONG POST AHEAD

My Relationship With Reality Shifting

What I'm going to be talking about:

How I found out about shifting

My initial thoughts/ feelings about shifting

What led me to believe in shifting

Why I don't doubt that shifting is real

What doubts I do have (let's be honest, not everyone can be completely free of doubts)

My approach to shifting when I first started

My current approach to shifting

I didn't want this post to be too long so if you want/need me to explain anything further then let me know <3

Any trigger warnings will be in place wherever may be necessary <3

How it all started:

Like many people in this community, I first found out about shifting through TikTok in 2020. In my case, it was around mid-September when I was scrolling through my FYP and saw the video that changed my life forever.

OK, that was a bit dramatic, but you get the point. The video that I saw was this girl acting out something that she claimed happened in her DR. The scene went something like this (my memory is really blurry, so bear with me):

She had just shifted back to her DR, and It was during the battle at Hogwarts. there were a bunch of people coming up to her saying things like "Where did you go?" and "We missed you so much"(your typical 2020 misinformation). the battle was starting, and she looked at everyone and said, "I know what will help us. everyone close your eyes, trust me." IDK, I think she was trying to group shift everyone out of her DR???? either way it didn't work but when they opened their eyes the portals from Avengers Endgame(I think) started opening up and the Avengers stepped out of them. Her reaction to that was like "Well I guess that also works".

There might have been more to it, but that's all I can remember right now. Also PLEASE tell me if you also saw that video and/or remember who posted it. I wonder what they're doing now.

At first, I was a little confused, but then I looked at the tags and saw one that said: "reality shifting." at this time, my FYP was filled with a bunch of fanfic-related stuff, So I guess because of that, I just assumed that reality shifting was just a weird fanfic tope used in crossover fics. I was also sort of on DracoTok, so I wasn't really confused about why I would be seeing Harry Potter fanfic on my FYP.

I scrolled away from the video and didn't think much of it until a few days later when I looked up the tag and saw a bunch of videos with advice and methods on how to shift. at this point I was very confused and I was just thinking "Wait, are these people being fr". After scrolling through the tag for a bit I found a video explaining what it was.

I don't know who made that video. But one thing I do know is that I have never doubted the existence of shifting since.

Why I started believing:

I'm just going to use bullet points for this section. but if you want me to go into more detail about anything, let me know.

my prior knowledge/belief of out-of-body experiences (i.e. astral projection)

my belief that humans are always more powerful than what we usually think/believe.

Also, potential TW: brief mention of drugs

probably the biggest reason was a story I heard from a YouTuber about one of his friends who, after taking DMT, claimed to have lived in a forest with elves for 3 years and was able to give a detailed description of what happened in those 3 years. The story I'm talking about is about 10 minutes into this video I immediately thought of this story when I saw videos of people talking about their experiences in their DRs. And since this drug is something that can be naturally produced by the brain, it didn't seem like much of a stretch to suggest that you could trigger its production without taking any drugs.

I want to make it very clear that I am not promoting or encouraging the use of drugs/illegal substances in order to shift.

My approach to shifting then vs. now:

I have always treated shifting like a skill. At first, I thought that if I practiced the methods/techniques I learned from Shifttok enough, I would eventually have to shift.

Now, I treat shifting as something you allow yourself to do rather than force. It's kind of like sleeping. The more you try to force it, the less likely it's going to happen.

More recently, I have been focusing more on improving my confidence when it comes to my abilities. In my opinion, it is not enough to intend to do something you also have to have the confidence to be able to do it.

I think that is why most people aren't shifting. There are only so many times a person can fail at something and not lose their confidence.

End Notes:

I think that this is all I wanted to say. But, once again, if you want me to explain something, let me know what it is.

[space-station-collective]

some of the less pretty parts of plurality

we talk a lot on this blog about the funny or nice parts of being plural, but there's also a lot of bad shit that can come with it. it's not all good, just like it's not all bad. it just is! sometimes, seeing posts like this makes us feel a little better, knowing we aren't alone in these struggles and seeing other people who have come through it, so, here's this

this is going to require a lot of me being vulnerable on the internet lmao

everything is going under a cut, and i'm marking applicable TW and CWs here as well as in the tags. i tried to keep it as light as possible (if there's any tags i missed, PLEASE do let me know and i'll add them ASAP /gen)

(this is also quite a long post, under the cut the word count is: 437)

WARNINGS: addiction mentions, physical illness, exotrauma mentions

-) developing an addiction/dependency that everyone has to manage, due to one headmate's actions

-) trying to collectively recover from addiction when not everyone wants to, and some headmates actively working against the progress and goals

-) more specifically, having to maintain a clean streak for everyone, not just one individual. not just yourself. we have an agreement- we stick together with this stuff

-) headmates who actively dislike people we know, and generally collectively like, and having to manage and ignore secondhand emotions towards those people when the headmates in question are around (not to say, ignoring how those headmates feel about people, but moreso not letting the emotions bleed through into our own interactions)

-) panicking because your job directly relates to helping other headmates, and despite your best efforts, things keep getting worse (not directly applicable to me who is writing this -host)

-) having to agree with headmates, who have done nothing wrong, that they can't be around front, because they're symptom holders, and the body is ill enough all the time that we physically can't handle them fronting

-) fighting. constant fighting. i can't think of a day since our syscovery that there hasn't been some sort of fight, argument, breakdown, violence, some sort of incident internally

-) so many headmates with so much exotrauma. some of their triggers have bled into our collective triggers, and holy shit is it hard to explain thost to people who don't understand exomemories, or even who don't know about the system

-) having to watch littles who are far too young for any of this experience this whole ordeal

-) "Atlantis" by Seafret. it's about an extremely different topic, but the lyrics hit home. "i can't save us, my atlantis, we fall. we built this town on shaky ground." because holy fuck, it feels that way sometimes

several of these things are now managed, several are not. being human is a weird, messy, fucked up experience, and when you shove a bunch of consciousnesses into one human body, it gets even more convoluted

whoever you are, whatever reason you might have for reading this: i love you. you are not alone in your struggles. you have support from so many places, and you will get through whatever you're currently experiencing, be it so simple as your favourite pencil breaking, all the way to personal tragedy. you are loved

-the host (he/they), expressing thoughts of the collective

(scheduling this to post outside of the queue because our content is usually much more lighthearted than this and i don't want to take up a spot for that)

[neptune-lover]

Pregnant? Pt6

Author note:HOWDY sorry this took forever I've been sick the last few weeks and late last week I ended up getting an allergic reaction to something we still don't know yet I see my allergist soon about it but I've also had writers block so I apologize this took so long but here it finally is

Tag list: @hauntedpostpersona @moxkindagirl @babybatlover

Tw: talks of pregnancy, mentions of death and miscarriage, mentions of vomit/throwing up and mentions of sex, use of their real names

It's been about a week since Rhea took the test and you guys went to the appointment and found out that both of you we're in fact pregnant about 2-2 and a half months to be exact. Both of you and all 3 of the boys were very excited but some other people didn't have the best opinions about this. Of course you guys had to tell hunter so he could plan a head and set up a promo to announce you departure from the company for about the next year. The boys decided that it was alternate 1 being home and the other two being away every week so one of them would be home with both girls. Hunter was very excited to hear the news considering he was the one who brought you to NXT from Japan all those years ago. But some of your fellow could workers were not the happiest although you had the ones who were your closest friends out side the WWE Universe like Baily, Becky, Asuka, Seth, liv and so many others but then again not all of you got along in real life like solo sikoa which was weird because the rest of the bloodline were very good friends with you and Damian. Speaking of bloodline Sami was another wrestler fond of you all because of the whole poly thing he never understood and though it was selfish for someone to date more than one person. But all your guy's friends threw a party for you and Rhea as a going away for now kinda thing which was a lot of fun Bad Bunny was there as him and Damian were still the best of friends Rey was there as he was happy he was getting 2 grand kids and he said that if Eddie was still with all of you he would be so happy for all of you and be proud if how far Dominik has come and some of your friends brought their little ones as everyone loved them like edge brought Ruby and lyric and Becky and Seth brought Roux but it was a lot if fun and you were so tired afterwards that when you got home you and Rhea got changed into some pj's and just passed out on the bed. It's been a few days since the party and currently you were sitting on the couch waiting for Finn to finish cooking lunch because you were extremely hungry and today Rhea decided she wanted to backstage with the other two because it was Finn's turn to stay home today so it would just be the two of you.

Hey guys that's all for part 6 I hope you enjoyed again so sorry it took so long I had a bunch if shit going on and I don't always also have a bunch of motivation so being sick and all that didn't help with that but hopefully I will be back to making a bunch of stuff soon and don't forget to check out my request post I'm currently working on one but please feel free to flood my inbox cuz that also give me motivation and also if you aren't sure if I do a character ask in the request and I'll DM you if I make stuff for that character or not

[st311ar]

hold me please…

Ship: Gust (Morro x Rie, OC x cannon)

Tags: Nightmare, Fluffy

TW: Mentions of torture, G0re, Cha/ns, cursed realm stuff.

Season: 5 (Pre cursed world)

“cold…”

“I’m so cold…”

Other ghosts around Morro complained. The entire situation was like a distant memory…being chained to the walls, the bones of the preeminent stretching your arms painfully, yet you could never die. Weather child or adult, this was to punishment for stepping out of line.

Today, Morro had missed five minutes of warship, which would’ve been a death scentence if ghosts could live. Morro was a regular hear, being recognized by other regulars like Bansha, Ghoultar and the soul archer.

his vision was hazy from loss of ectoplasm, dripping from his ankles and wrists, which fealt scarily bare on the fleshy ground. He could pick up the souls of the damned through the blood rushing In his head, all screaming for the pain to stop.

Morro had managed to drown these sounds out, escpecialy knowing that his punishment would be worse than the rest…every time.

Morro was what the preeminent labeld “green”. Despite green meaning ‘go’, In the cursed realm, it meant you were to be payed less, and tortured harder for being such a “brat”.

Morro could feel the bone in his legs shifting around, as well as the bones beneath the skin of his wrists being itched by the chains. He hated it here. Wasn’t he still a boy? Wasn’t he supposed to be making friends? Watching drive In movies with those friends? Hell, getting a high school sweetheart?

no.

never again.

He spotted another ghost without legs carrying in a bunch of weapons to this cavern in the Preeminent, with another group following behind them. These were yellows. Yellows had more privilege, being torturerors, getting leeway on warshiping times, and even being payed minimum wages. Morro simply gave the group a scoff as they walked In, getting eye rolls In reply.

Morro was not having it today. He was hungry, cold, and dehydrated. The group of torturers traded their fresh coin for weapons, and each dispersed to their “respective” ghost. Some were unfamiliar, while Bansha and the two others didn’t struggle, giving Morro solem looks. He was the youngest boy In the cursed realm yet, having disrespected the first spinjitzu master.

“Rise!” One of the torturers stood above him while Morro rose slowly…But as the ghost warrior raised its blade.

he made a mistake.

his anger got the best of him.

he growled at the warrior across from him, and spat on the ground between them.

The other warriors gasped at the display of anger. Spitting on this sacred land? Oh that was definetly not allowed. The ghost warrior looked disgusted, that look turning to rage as it turned and whistled to the others, stamping its foot on the only way Morro could express his anger.

Morro’s heart sank as two others, quite burly ones at that came up behind his tourturer. One even laughed “Thank you kindly for paying our bills pretty boy.” They exentuated the last words, mocking his dreads. The more serious torturer pinned him down.

Morro had made a mistake.

everybody knew he had the powers of wind, and suddenly another torturer got out what looked to be a neck chain…

“Wait- Wait I’m sorr-!” there was a sickening splotching sound.

Followed by his own gurgling scream.

Rie awoke in her shack to a blood-curdling scream. She’d recognize that voice anywhere- and she instantly panicked. She ripped her tape off of her arms with her teeth, allbeat, painfully, and she almost tripped getting up. Her adrenaline was going fast, and thank god the ghost warrior gaurd was asleep. In fact, half of Stixx was. Rie quickly shoved the door open, steadying herself outside on the boardwalks.

“Focus- focus…” she took a deep breath, using her powers to deepen her awareness of the sounds around her, and she eventually heard the panicked murmurs of a ghost.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…don’t…I won’t do it again please…”

Rie decided to take the quicker route, jumping and latching onto roof points to monkey-swing from shack to shack, until she reached the botched repair of Ronin’s shack, where she could clearly hear crying and sobbing from the open windows. There was a stronger wind here, too. Ran over to the door, her boots making loud metal and wood noises as she finally reached the door, and flung it open. “Morro?!”

There was a gasp from the small sleeping bag In the back of the room. Rie was panting as her adrenaline wore off. She slid off her boots inside, and walked over to the corner.

Morro was curled up in his sleeping bag, tar black tears running down from his eyes and staining his sleeves. “D-Don’t look at me!!” He yelled at her, balling up in the corner, trying to cover his head with his cape. Rie sighed, making sure to make herself known so he wasn’t scared. “Morro…” her voice was soft…smooth like butterfly wings…it was such a stark contrast from ghost hissing and scratching. Morro peeked a teary eye through the holes In his cape.

Rie gave him a soft and worried look. “What happened?”

“I had a nightmare…” he spat, still seeming bratty while scared.

“I’d call this a night terror, Morro.” Rie said gently, reaching out her hand. Morro took her gloved hand In his almost instantly, holding it tightly with a look of embarrassment on his face. Rie paused, and sighed. “Morro…do you want me to stay here with you?”

Morro’s head perked up. Not In her direction, but directly In front of him. He took a breath, sharply…

He turned to her, the most genuinely sad look on his face. His lip was already quivering, and his bottom eyelids were scrunched up.

“Morro…” Rie said sadly, but before she could breathe, Morro barely over to her and wrapped his cold arms around her body tightly. Rie looked shocked, taking In a breath to speak-

“hold me…hold me please…” his voice was quivering. Rie, feeling a pang of sympathy, quickly wrapped her arms around him. Morro couldn’t help but feel how warm her arms were on his…warm and gentle, like a swan’s wings. The feeling of such care…Morro almost couldn’t handle it- it felt like his heart was about to explode… so he started sobbing.

just crying.

finally. Just crying.

Crying to somebody who actually cares.

“thank you…thank you Rie- thank you.” He sobbed into her shoulder, staining the purple straps of her uniform black with ghost tears. All while she gently rubbed his back.

“your okay Morro…it’s just us…” she whispers to him. Gently, once his sobs had died down, she layed him down In his sleeping bag again, making sure to hold him. He was still quivering slightly, but she managed to cover him up. Quietly, she hummed a little song, rubbing his back still, and watching him drift back into a much more peaceful sleep.

[gothra]

Do you have any butchie fic rec’s?

sorry this one took so long, it turns out that gathering links takes a bit longer than i thought it might. just a warning: I’m going wide, because I don’t know where to stop so I’m just going to be loading a bunch in here. and they are mostly smut except for a few domestic ones, and a few bits of angst.

The first and best ones I read were the ones in aishahiwatari’s repertoire. This is kind of one of the larger collection of Butchie fics that I’ve found in the tag, so it would take forever to explain the premise of all of them, if you have spare time just take a look. There’s a lot of porn (and you will soon come to realize that that’s kind of the running theme here) but the one that really fucked me up was earth or diabolical creature because FUCK Hughie and Butcher have a toddler and she’s cute and I’m losing i

I also like this series, it’s got a lot of creative and interesting choices for smut scenarios and it all ends in a dramatic and emotional fashion.

this one is slightly like the one above but I’m not complaining because it’s good and it’s cute

okay now we’re getting into the standalones. I’ll include any of the more important content warnings, but it’s a lot to type so bare with me if you click and there’s something I’ve missed im sorry

bitter skin by none_the_wiser (one-shot. short and spicy! really encapsulates the sort of rough-and-tumble, love-to-hate-you-hate-to-love-you high that butchie seems to be on. they honestly write it better than I can.)

if you wanna be my lover…, by watchthequeenconquer (spice girls!!! The comparisons are apt. if passing out, choking, mildly dubious consent, verbal humiliation, intoxication or play fighting bothers you, avoid.)

this writer has a series of other fics that are more domestic and fluffy, centered more on them raising Ryan, which I LOVE and need MORE of:

but it may be a lunatic you’re looking for by cathect (love how horny this one is and the blurb always makes me laugh)

(bad?) neighbors by motherfuckingsorcery (I love fics that exploit hughie’s obvious praise kink)

Most of the butchie fics from holyfudgemonkies 2021 kinktober collection (keep your eyes on the tags as some have some darker and dead dove stuff but overall a fun reading experience). honestly just their whole tag has some fun stuff

if you’re noticing that I’m getting less and less specific and I’m just posting full collections, it’s because I didn’t realize just how much work this was so I’m basically just posting every fic I’ve ever read. that being said…

struck by a bolt is a very sexy series by (ourdramaqueen)

one way ticket to a dead end by ezran (hot! a bit of toxic behavior in this one tho)

ask a question, get an answer by satsumasegments (I WISH this had happened instead. it’s such a hot, smoothly written fic I love it)

when I say that this next fic fucked me up, I’m not joking. I don’t know why I read it, because death bothers me a lot, even fictional deaths, but I read it and I couldn’t function properly for days after. I think I’m just sensitive but Christ it was painful.

so you should definitely read what do they know about friends by satsuma segments

the spare knife of happiness by flwrgardens (did I mention how much I LOVE Hughie and butcher being domestic with Ryan?? Because I love it. this is such a you-have-already-left-kudos-here ass fic I love it I love it)

house of stone by tylerose (more domesticity. GIVE ME MORE DOMESTICITY AND FALLING IN LOVE!! tw for drug use but it’s just Temp V)

touch me gently, it’s been too long by spacelesscass (so tender like chicken nugget. so soft.)

please note that not every fic I’ve ever read and liked is on this list, I just tried to maintain what little brevity I had left because putting this together was so exhausting?? if you want the rest let me know but i'd basically be putting the whole tag in there since 1. it's very small and 2. i read a lot of fics

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

hiiiii i don't know if you are okay with your followers ranting, if you're not just disregard this and I'm super sorry! (And sorry about any typos I'm on phone and sometimes autocorrect does what it wants)

But basically I was feeling down in the dumps and I wanted to read some content about comfort characters and I stumbled upon a Mihawk fic so I started reading and (trigger warning here!! Mentions of abuse but nothing graphic described!!! take care of yourselves and your peace!!!) it sadly was untagged with tw and for some reason, in what should have been a normal mihawk x reader, there was him being extremely toxic and demeaning towards his significant other either because he had a bad day or he was jealous and stuff like that.

I know it may seem silly to some people, but it really screwed me over. I know everyone can write what they want and headcanon characters how they want but it got me really upset and I figured someone who finds comfort in writing and watching shows and stuff could understand

Thank you for all your content, and especially for not making Mihawk abusive towards the reader. To me, he always seemed just as you portrayed him. Cold, perhaps, but not one to put you through emotional and especially not physical turmoil. Your fics and even little drabbles and comments are super nice and they helped cheer me up so thanks a whole bunch. And especially thank you for tagging tw stuff too and making this a safe space.

This applies to all characters, by the way, not just mihawk. You write all of them wonderfully and I love reading through them, especially Sanji and Shanks. It's just at that particular moment your mihawk content really saved me a good few silly tears. Thanks ❤️

This is very very important and I'm glad you sent me this. I'm NOT glad at all that you had to go through that. So I'm gonna make this a PSA.

It takes very little time and effort to add a trigger warning to a fic and there's no excuse not to. We don't know what everyone's triggers are, no; but if it's something blatantly obvious like toxic and abusive behavior, mental health troubles, graphic violence, etc:

Then, my comrades, PLEASE PUT TRIGGER WARNINGS BEFORE THE CONTENT.

And Anon, I'm so so sorry you had to go through that. I wholly understand the importance of comfort characters and how stumbling into that kind of fic unknowingly can essentially ruin it.

I'm beyond happy you've found my blog to be a safe space, and I hope that it continues to be one for you and anyone else that needs it.

I also understand that everyone needs to let out a good rant now and then, and this is absolutely a safe place for that too!! I'm happy to hear from anyone at any time about anything, my ask box and inbox are both always open, so please don't hesitate utilize them ❤️🫂

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I'm Deni ! My pronouns are any except she/her ! I'm a genderfaun omniromantic :3 .

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SHIPS CLARIFICATION :

I do not like all ships , but that does not mean I will hate on someone for a ship they like . Who cares if it's something distasteful to me , I block the tag or the person and move on , let them enjoy their stuff .

I will not allow any bullying or general rudeness to others on my blog for ANYTHING like that because it is pointless and annoying . ♡♡

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#deni talks - My random posts . Almost all of my posts have this

#deni reblogs - My reblogs , which are usually on my reblog thing ( deni-reblogs ) ( both the tag and the blog are no longer used since this basically survives off of reblogs by now )

#deni draws - My art ! It changes a lot because I'm still trying to figure out my style ( i keep forgetting to post my art here wtf )

#deni is beinf an idiot - My random stupid stuff . It was a typo and I kept it lmao

#deni writes - My writing ! I also post my writing on my Ao3 ( DeniPercieves )

Generally any of my aus i post about will be tagged with their names but undercore is mentioned here since the warning is semi needed . #toxinverse also has very bright colors so please be careful !

#UnderCore - a dumspter fire of an au , a mashup of Wierdcore , glitchcore , dreamcore and a whole bunch of other stuff . TW FOR THIS TAG : A lot of the Night designs and even some Day ones will be unsettling . Will have tws but just in case :)

#not undertale for once - Like it says , my few non undertale posts . Those are usually my miscellaneous rambles or rants lmao

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@Ask-toxinverse - My askblog for my sillies !

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I have anxiety so I am a bit nervous about commenting or sending in asks , so sorry if they sound a bit weird ! I sometimes have trouble wording things and end up rewording it a lot which makes it sound odd .

I also tend to be scared of starting conversations but feel free to send in asks / dm me i don't mind , i love people !! I'm just bad at starting convos lol

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Tw: gross stuff

Lines were crossed

I said it on my insta stories so I’m gonna say it here

Its about season 2 episode 5 of Helluva boss. I didn’t even process this at first until someone said it but uh. Probably should be talking more about how Millie and Moxie was pretty much banged in front of literal teenagers…make it worse it was also an incest joke. For those who haven’t watched it, Millie and Moxie for whatever reason disguised themselves as siblings. Just for a bit of context for that.

But seriously it was more than a make out session they had on stage, they literally flung off their goddamn clothes. A bunch of traumatised teenagers right there.

I know ppl are already mentioning this too but Barbie Wire (Blitz’s sister) is a literal groomer. Swinging her ass to seduce a teen dude to manipulate him to pack her drugs. Viv’s excuse? Apparently he’s 18-19. But that doesn’t help at all cause Barbie Wire is literally in her 30s. And she’s very much aware he’s a teen, literally saying “do you have any idea how easy human teenagers are to manipulate?”

Theres alot of problems in this show but goddamn this takes the cake.

EDIT: someone in reblog tags mentioned this minx thing too and I didn’t understand it until I saw another post about it. In western energy there is another incest-y….joke? (If u can call it that.) Between Stella and her brother. Her brother calls her a minx which means “an impudent, cunning or boldy flirtatious woman.” Gets worse when he was getting frustrated at her and then said “you’re so lucky your attractive” which, it did give me the ick but I never said anything about it since it didnt even hit me how bad that was until now.