i am so not satisfied with how this turned out

Hello, fellow shippers!

After a solid week of seeing 85% of my dash clouded with anti-shipping hate, I finally got fed up enough to do something about it.

It seems that nothing we can say will ever be enough to make the antis stop. No matter how much you argue with them, and how much logic you use, you will continue to be harassed, bullied, suicide baited, and threatened. They simply will not be satisfied with any conclusion other than you deleting your blog and leaving Tumblr.

I am not going to let that happen.

So instead of turning outward and attacking them directly (which has proven thus far ineffective), I made this blog for the purpose of spreading love and positivity within our communities. We may not be able to stomp out abuse and harassment in the anti community, but we can build each other up.

I have a few simple goals for this blog:

  • Spread loving kindness and encouragement to shippers who have come under attack. Let them know that they are not alone in this, and that there is a huge community of people behind them who care about and support them.
  • Provide a space for shippers from every fandom to celebrate all of the positive things that happened in our lives from being involved with shipping communities. Each week, I would like to open up submissions themed around a different topic to start a conversation about all of the good things that have come from our involvement in fandom.
  • Network and provide support, resources, and help for our crewmates in distress.
  • Demonstrate to the anti communities that we will not be cowed by fear.We will not lose our ability to love and support one another in the face of online bullying and harassment.
  • Hate mail from anonymous antis will be replied to with pictures of cute baby animals, loving kindness, and donation links to charities supporting real-life victims of abuse and sexual and domestic violence.

All ships are welcome here. Yes, all of them.

(Yes, even that super “gross” ship that you are afraid to admit you are a fan of for fear of harassment–especially that ship.) Fandom Tumblr is a pretty big place, but unfortunately the anti harassment and bullying has creeped into every corner.

It is only by coming together and supporting each other cross-fandom that we can hope to keep ourselves afloat.

If you see a shipper in distress who might be in need of some kind words and an army of support, shoot us an ask and we will do our very best to help in whatever way we are able, even if that just means lending an ear.

Stay safe, crew, and have a fantastic day!

 ♥ Mod Scaly 🐍


Sylveon at last! Only a few days late :P This was requested a while ago (sorry, I promised it so much earlier orz).  Sylveon was tricker than I anticipated, but very satisfying to make in the end! I am so happy with how this one turned out though, so I can’t even be mad about the finicky bits. Before everything came together it was looking a bit haphazard, but once everything started to piece together Sylveon looked great! I hope you’re ready to be patient building this. This pattern probably isn’t suitable for absolute beginners.

Phew, let’s get into it.

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– Beautiful Freak – 

Ordinarily I wouldn’t post images that I am not satisfied with in terms of my focus, depth of field, etc. However, even though I’m not happy with how the pics turned out, I just had to share.
Turns out this creature is an Owlfly larva (Ascalaphidae)! It was so well camouflaged that at first I only saw the caterpillar and was wondering why it looked weird. I bent down and only noticed that this creature had practically severed the caterpillar in two!
Is it weird that I’m so excited about finding this? :P 

Did some reading about these creatures and here’s what I found:
These are dragonfly-like insects that have large bulging eyes and strongly knobbed antennae. They are neuropterans in the family Ascalaphidae; they are only distantly related to the true flies, and even more distant from the dragonflies and damselflies. They are diurnal or crepuscular predators of other flying insects, and are typically 5 cm (2.0 in) long.
The Owlfly larvae are predatory, and lie on the ground or in vegetation, covered with debris, waiting for prey. Larvae resemble those of antlions, but have a “finger-like appendage” on the side of each segment. Some genera actively cement sand and debris onto their bodies as camouflage.

Habitat: Subtropical mountainous area, dense brush and trees
Location: New Taipei, Taiwan

by Wesley Oosthuizen

For awhile I’ve had the idea in the back of my head that I wanted to do a one-page comic, which seemed a very do-able length. What kind of story could I tell in only one page, though? I thought about it for a few weeks, looking for something interesting but concise.

Then one day while I was sketching, I thought, I’ll make a comic about a dragon. A lonely dragon. Why was he lonely? This was my answer.

I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. There are couple little things I see on it that aren’t perfect, but I’m not even sure how to fix them at this point (I’ve been looking at it too long). So, its finished–not perfect, but It is what it is and I am satisfied.

The intention was to have it look like it was made entirely as a linocut made with 4 color layers: Black (well, dark purple), gold, grey-green, and red.

As I made it it kept reminding me really strongly of the comic Digger by ursula-vernon, though I did not specifically intend to emulate her style. I don’t know much about her process, but I think it was probably something similar to what I used here.

Photos of the process (loose sketch to finished comic) are here: http://www.sarahluann.com/blog/the-lonely-dragon

Hi guys! Have a picture of my fursuit that arrived yesterday!!!! My fursuit was made by the amazing people at donthugcacti and I am so happy with how he turned out!! He features big stompy feet and a super cute baby yote muzzle~ He is so comfy and I can wear him all day! Thank you again, Lucky & Skuff and the rest of the DHC team! I am oh so satisfied with my suit!! <3

Many of you have asked me about my thoughts on the upcoming Ever After High: Epic Winter™ Daring Charming™ (Son of King Charming) doll, and here they are:

- I honestly am fairy happy with the way his face turned out. I knew the leaked pictures were prototypes, I mean, they were clearly using an Alistair doll, so I’m happy to see that Daring got a brand new face mold.
- I LOVE that he has his signature smile. This was something I was hoping for, so I am satisfied with how it looks.
- Molded hair? Not a big fan. I understand that creating hair for boy dolls is difficult, I mean… the other three boys (especially Dexter and Alistair) had horrible hair at the beginning, however I would have preferred to have normal hair. I feel that he might look strange with the other boy dolls, but maybe he won’t? I mean, in Monster High we have both types of ‘hair’, molded (Holt, Deuce, Heath) and normal hair (Jackson, Clawd). What I am really hoping for is that the hair can be removed and he still has a head under it. I would like to get my Daring rerooted.
- Jacket needs A LOT OF WORK. I’m still trying to figure out how I will fix his jacket, I’m just hoping he has a sweater under and it’s a separate piece. I hope I’m not asking for too much.
- His pants… Are they molded or not? I don’t think they are, and truly hope they are not, but you guys tell me… I don’t see articulations on the legs, but they do seem to plastic-y, right?
- Shoes need repainting, but don’t most of the EAH doll shoes do? Fixable.

Overall, I am hexcited for his release, and I can’t wait to get started on the customization. Now you guys tell me, what are your thoughts? I would love to read them, whether they are positive or negative. Thanks for reading!

It’s funny because having a child is the highest form of fucking narcissism there is.

My Facebook feed is full of self-satisfied parents bragging about their kids and posting photos of their wonderful offspring so that everyone else can congratulate them on what a good job they’re doing.

And here I am refusing to take any credit for how my kid turned out because HE did that. He gets to take credit for all of what he is because he is an individual that I brought into this world without any consideration for whether he wanted to be born or not.

Which, I might add, I have apologised for profusely. Because this world is no place for an innocent.

Reproduction is narcissistic. So, unless you’re planning on taking EVERYONE’S children away, how about you give the whole “narcissistic parents shouldn’t be allowed to keep their children” bullshit to yourselves.

I am sick to death of hearing how fucking terrible parents with Personality Disorders inherently are when there are so many shitty people in this world with no such diagnosis.


Hi~  Requested Jimin angst-smut by anon. (1 520 words)



/!\ Smut part until the end /!\

 You were sitting on the couch, watching your favorite series with your boyfriend. Jimin was gently rubbing your knee with your hand above his when a steamy sex scene showed up.

“Wow, they’re going really wild.” He half laughed without being able to stick out his eyes off of the screen.

“I wonder how it feels.” You smirked, looking at him.

He somehow knew you were staring at him so he turned his face to look at you.

"What do you mean? Aren’t you satisfied with me?”

“No… Well yes I am; but you’re always so gentle during sex.” You smiled at yourself while blushing, thinking of how good it always feels.

“Me? Are you sure? Do you really think I’m too gentle?”

“Kind of. I don’t have anything about kindness though. It’s just… I’d like to experience a wild sex once in a lifetime.”

“If it’s what you want!” He leant on you and started to kiss your neck, sometimes skimming your skin with his teeth. It automatically made your heart pound while shivers were sent all over your body.

 You let yourself fall on the couch so Jimin could be on top of you, biting your ear before shifting his thick lips on yours.

“Is this what you’re calling wild?” You pulled away after a long but passionate kiss, asking him to give you more.

 You could tell by his face he was first confused, but after a sparkle lighted up his eyes, he stood up with a determinate attitude.
 You didn’t have a clue of what he was planning to do but you could tell you were already enjoying it.
He carried you in his brawny arms, your forearms wrapped around his neck.

“Don’t treat me that well this time, understood?” You whispered before licking his earlobe.

 You felt him shivering and you smiled as he pushed the bedroom’s door. He stepped to the bed and literally dropped you on the bed.
 You grinned at him as he showed you an emotionless face, must be because of the character he was trying to be.

“Take off your clothes.” He dully said.

 You obeyed and took of your tee shirt and your jeans, keeping on your underwears so Jimin could have the pleasure to take them off.
 He took a condom off the drawer of his nightstand before casting it on the bed.

“Why are you still in underwears? Take them off too.” He said, looking at you like you were an object.

 You thought it would have been more fun or at least more exciting, but it turned out to be pretty awkward. You kind of started to unlike it.

“Won’t you also take off your clothes?”

“Shh.” He said as he took off his white tee shirt before joining you on the bed.

 You wrapped your arms around his neck to press his bare chest on your nacked body, desire taking over your disappointment.                                    He grabbed your hands and harshly took them away, so you couldn’t reach what you were dying to do. He pinned your hands with his palms on each sides of your head instead.

“Don’t move your hands from this place.” He whispered in your ear before travelling his mouth all over your flesh; starting with your neck and finishing by licking his ‘reserved place’.

 You felt his warm tongue working in and out your entry. You struggled not to lift your hips up so he firmly held your thighs for you to stay still so he could achieve his work properly.
 As he started to softly tease your clitoris with his teeth, you couldn’t help but brought your hands to the back of his head; he stopped immediately and raised his head up. His lips were wet and seeing him in this angle made you die from sexual desire.

“You didn’t obey.” He coldly said as he stood up and you could see the elastic of his boxers just over his jeans.

“I’m sorry but it was too good Jimin… I couldn’t stay still.” You apologized.

“I have to punish you now.” He smirked as he unbuckled his belt.

 You bit your lower lip to contain your giggle-from-excitement.

 He lowered his ripped jeans before teasing you by lowering his boxers very slowly. Too slowly.

“Come on Jimin, I need you right now.” You grizzled.

“I’m the one in control right now so don’t tell anything and be quiet.” He finally lowered his boxers and caught the condom he cast on the bed earlier.
He tore the packaging with his teeth while looking at you with his exciting smiling eyes full of lust.

 He put it on by himself as you were dying from impatience on the bed but he was still teasing you with his slow attitude.
 He finally came back on the bed, on top of you, but still not in you. He teased you even more by putting wet kisses all over your naked body that was shivering every single time he skimmed you.

“Please…” You moaned.

 He came back up so his teasing eyes were just above your greedy ones. He rudely pinned your hands on each side of your head, just like before. The only difference was he was firmly holding your wrists.
 He brutally slammed into you as your head went back with the move and tears welled up in your used-to-be-greedy eyes.
 He continued to put wet kisses on your neck while slamming in and out of you. Tears fell down from your eyes as your excitement that took over was replaced by pain.

“Jimin… it hurts.” You sniveled.

“You will be used to it and take pleasure in a few seconds.” He panted, continuing even more roughly.

 Maybe it was true, so you waited a bit, not enjoying the frictions in you at all. You weren’t enjoying the sweaty flesh of your boyfriend and his caring kiss either.

“Jimin, it still hurts…” You complained as his lips were skimming yours with the same rough pace that was playing down there.

“You begged for it, here I am. I won’t let you go till we hit our climax.” He grunted.

 You tried to deliver your wrists from his grip but it was in vain; he was way too strong for you to compete.

“Jimin I’m not joking I’m not enjoying it anymore.” You cried but he pretended not to hear you.

“Jimin please stop!” You begged but he didn’t answer once again.

 You twisted yourself on the mattress, trying to deliver your arms. Once one of them was free you slapped Jimin’s cheek and he immediately changed his face’s expression and stopped every movement. He stared at you so confused that when he tried to spoke up, not a sound came out.
 You pushed him so he fell beside you. You ran out of the bedroom and locked yourself up in the bathroom. Unfortunately, a few seconds later Jimin was banging on the door.

“(Y/N) open the door right now, we aren’t done together.”

“I don’t want to finish. I wish I never said you were too gentle.” You sobbed.

“I do want to finish!” He yelled from the corridor.

“Who are you? You aren’t Jimin.” Your little voice realized after a sniffling.

“I’m scared.” You sobbed as the banging on the door stopped.

“You hurt me, it was painful and your tight grip on my wrist didn’t help with your cold attitude to make the pain bearable. I’m sorry but I can’t finish.”

“Please unlock the door” A weak voice begged.

“Will you still be hurting me if I do?”

“No…” His voice was shaking.

You unlocked the door after drying your cheeks. As soon as you unlocked the door he ran to you and hugged you tight, tears streaming down your face.

“I’m so sorry. I’m such a monster. Please hit me as many times as you want; I deserve every strokes you’ll give me and more. I hurt you; I did what I wanted no one to do. I always said the one who’ll hurt you; I’ll have to kill him. Should I kill myself then? He held the back of your head.

“No… Well that’s true but don’t. Just be kind to me from now on. I don’t want to fight with you, this may not be the right thing to do but I just want to rest in your arms. I mean in the arms of the gentle Jimin.”

“Please hit me.” He knelt on the floor.

You followed his move and slapped him giving a kiss on the same cheek right after. He confusedly turned his face to look at you with popped out eyes.

“Why are you so kind? I don’t deserve to be your boyfriend.” He cried and you wiped his tears as soon as they fell from his, usually, smiling eyes.

“Just don’t do it again and we’ll be fine.” You smiled at him before standing up and handing him your hand.

He didn’t take it and stood up by himself before grabbing your hand as he asked you to go to bed to cuddle, as you wanted.


Here it is, I hope the waiting wasn’t too long. I’m sorry. I still hope it was what you had in mind! Please tell me by send me a message!


OMG I got my collar from KittensPlaypen! look how beautiful it turned out! wow it even got to me in less then a week! I am so satisfied it’s very sturdy and the pleats are so amazing looking! I can’t wait next I’m going to get matching cuffs for my wrist!!


Model and outfit: Me, Photography: CarmineWorx

I recently had the opportunity to enjoy a photoshoot! Something I’ve been dreaming of since I started developing my outward appearance when I discovered I’m transgender. 

When you suddenly discover you have a body that you can present in a way that you yourself enjoy seeing, crummy selfie-cam pictures with bad lighting can only satisfy you so far. I was very happy to be referred to CarmineWorx, who is a lovely guy with a very calm and comforting demeanor and who I felt at ease with. This shoot was rather impromptu. We had set a date a few weeks from now, but a model cancelled for another shoot of his and I was in the neighbourhood! 

I am absolutely ecstatic at how beautiful these pictures turned out and I can’t wait for the prepared shoot, with makeup, more time and more outfits! 

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I was hoping that you’d care 

I was distant I was scared 


Okay, I finished it because I’m so excited what @paper-storm will bring in my life next. This is probably the fastest piece I finished and am satisfied with. I really like how the style turned out so if any of you have seen my journey with styles and have comments about it please contact with me!!!

Okay, but what happened to Braeden? She dead? Where is Malia at the end? What is Kira going to do? Why is nothing resolved relationship wise? When will we see more Scott/Lydia or Scott/Malia or the three of them?Where are Liam, Hayden and especially Mason and Corey in the end? Why was Arden barely in the episode (again)? What happens to the Desert Wolf now? What happens to Parrish’s story line? Will the Argents stay in town? How long are we gonna have to wait for season 6? My mind is filled with questions! But Scott is happy, so so am I.
—  Me after the Teen Wolf finale (and don’t worry, I was really happy with how most things turned out, I think Jeff for once managed to satisfy all fans!)

I watched Digestivo bc I, you know, don’t have anything even remotely similar to self-control. A ton of the episode was spent with me hiding behind my hands muttering “fuck, oh my god, oh no” and legitimately questioning why I watch this horror fest. And then, the last twenty minutes or so? Sadness. From the moment Hannibal carries Will out of Muskrat Farm, it’s the worst kind of sorrow- the hollow kind, the cold sort of pain that’s settled so deeply into your bones that you can’t feel anything anymore. I am so happy with how Hannibal’s arc closed. I am and forever will be satisfied with him turning himself in at Will’s house, him closing that book and leaving him in the room after Will tells him, essentially, “I don’t want you anymore. I don’t need you. Goodbye.” And Hannibal, in respect, leaves- doesn’t touch him, doesn’t speak. Just suffers in silence and leaves. But, being the monster he is, ultimately subverts Will’s desire to never seek him out again: Hannibal turns himself in so that Will always know where he is. So that he doesn’t have the comfort of mystery, the luxury of forgetting. So that the door to the dark and haunted basement of his life is always there, always waiting, just needing a turn of the knob to be opened.