or you can just like or reblog even though you're not going to use it

anonymous asked:

so basically according to you it'd be ok for me, a lesbian, to run a blog called "the bisexual experience" despite not being bisexual, or what about "the-trans-label" as a cis person? the word lesbian is a word for women who are EXCLUSIVELY attracted to other women. i don't see why you can't just change your url if you want to reblog straight porn. it continues the society wide idea that lesbians all secretly like men too. even though you're not a lesbian, your blog is called that.

I’m getting really angry now. This is ridiculous. I’ve been dating girls and sleeping with girls exclusively since I was 14, not that I need to justify my ‘qualifiations’ for the URL I have. I’ve explained so many times why my blog is called the lesbian label and how it isn’t meant to be reflective of me but more a reflection of the labels people impose upon us. Like you are with me right now.
And also, can I just say that just because someone reblogs something doesn’t mean they are that. Just because I reblog something straight doesn’t mean I’m straight or that I want that. It means I appreciate that post for what it is and I’m reblogging it. Because i like women doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate other kinds of love. It also doesn’t mean I want that for myself, I can appreciate someone or something without wanting it. stop reading into everything I post and criticising me for it.
I have no desire to be with a boy, none at all. The only reason I don’t like defining myself as a lesbian is because at the end of the day I think we fall for who we fall for and I dont know what the future holds.And whether I was strictly 100% lesbian and only ever would consider being with a female or not, doesn’t change the fact I can still appreciate and reblog things that include males. For fuck sake, being a part of the queer community is all about inclusivity and open mindedness, not condemning people because they don’t fit the mould you want them to. There are different ways to be gay, none of them are any less valid than the other. There are different types of gay, none any less valid than the other. Yes I know what the word lesbian means but it’s not exactly like I’m promoting the hetrosexual agenda on my blog, almost everything I post is gay! I reblog pictures and art, some that are straight and that doesn’t change the validity of my sexual orientation or make me less gay because not all my posts are exclusively girl and girl. It just means I like the post. I’m not changing my URL because the word lesbian is in it. If you listen to me and how I made my URL you’d know why it is what it is. my whole life is about girls, I’m perfectly justified in naming it that. It’s a part of me, a part of how I came out, a part of how I found an escape on a website that for the most part (with the exception of messages like this) is about supporting and celebrating the differences in us and educating each other, building each other up, connecting through art across borders of all kinds, because at the end of the day we are all human beings worthy of love and respect.
Just because I’m gay in a different way to you and just because you might identify as a lesbian and for you that means all straight posts are gross and unworthy of being on your blog, doesn’t make me less gay. Sometimes posting something doesn’t mean I want that for me, it can be about objective appreciation. I’m honestly really sorry if I have offended anyone or you don’t get it or get what I’m saying. But please try to, please think about it for a moment. Please try to understand instead of criticise. And if you can’t understand what I’m saying then ok, you can either unfollow me cause that’s fine or just try to accept the fact that not everyone is going to feel the same way you do about porn, art, sexuality, life, etc so just shut up and respect it.

Anti...
  • THAT person/friend: *walks in* Oh hey, what's up? What're you doing?
  • Me: Uhh, browsing Klance. What does it look like? *thou should leave, peasant.*
  • THAT friend: Oh ew! So you're an anti?!? Freak!
  • Me: *you.. have my attention now...* W-what?!? No! Why would you think I'm an anti??
  • THAT friend: Well everyone knows that the Klance fandom is filled with antis. Klance is overrated anyway. But you wouldn't understand. You're an idiotic anti!!
  • Me: HEY!! Klance may be overrated, but that doesn't stop me from shipping it. I really love this ship, but that doesn't mean I'll attack others for not thinking the same!! Shipping is for fun and it's not supposed to be used as a means of threatening others.
  • THAT friend: But you don't like Sheith!!! You said so yourself!!
  • Me: Actually, I see Keith and Shiro as having a more brotherly relationship. Broganes. Besides, I HAVE in fact liked or reblogged (or both) cute Sheith stuff before.
  • THAT friend: Well, you're TOTALLY against Sh//aladin right? That's anti.
  • Me: Not EVERY relationship is a romantic one. I just see Shiro as more of a father or even idol figure to the paladins. It's still a close bond, but nothing really romantic... To be honest, I personally ship Shiro more with Allura or Matt. Shatt and Shallura are both good for the soul.
  • THAT friend: Kallura though? What do you have against THAT, HUH?
  • Me: I don't really see the chemistry there..? I mean I get that in all versions of Voltron before, Kallura was practically canon, but, in Legendary Defender I don't really see it. As I said, they're more just 'good friends' to me. That doesn't mean I have anything against the ship, it's just that I personally happen to dislike it. That doesn't mean anything though. Those who ship it can continue shipping it no problem! If it makes them happy, why would I want to take that away from them? Who am I to do that?
  • THAT friend: Well of course you're going to hate on any ship with PIDGE in it right? Because that's "pedophilia?"
  • Me: Well, no. Pidge don't need no man, nor woman. I just see her as that type of character. Her love is more of a family love. Close bonds with friends that fit into the 'you're like a brother to me' category. Lauren said herself that all ships are valid. Jut because someone ships someone else with Pidge with someone doesn't mean I'll hate on them for not having the same view point as me.
  • THAT friend: AND HUNK? Is his ass too PURE for your freaky anti shipping?
  • Me: (I'm not an anti shut upppp!!!) Well no, I more ship Hunk with Shay to be honest. I love Hunk, but he's more of a Mom Friend figure to the Voltron paladins and crew. He's sweet but I still see more of a close friendship.
  • THAT friend: Well what about Klance? Couldn't THAT be considered simply a 'close friendship?'
  • Me: Well.. yeah to be honest, it COULD. I found Klance before I found Voltron, so I guess that's just my own stupid bias. But even if I'd watched Voltron first, I would've shipped Klance, I'm sure of that. No matter what anyone says, it IS true that they even each out nicely. Just because someone else doesn't ship it doesn't mean I'll make an attempt to chop their head off, even though Klance is my OTP. If it even becomes canon, that's just an added bonus. The creators ARE leaning in that general direction right now, but heck, that could change, right? It's just my opinion and it's not gonna change, but I'm not going to hurt someone else for dissing it, even though I don't agree.
  • THAT friend: *scoff* Whatever, freak anti.
  • Me: *sigh* Listen, I don't know where you got this anti thing from, but just because some Klance shippers are anti doesn't mean ALL of them are. All ships and fandoms in general have antis, and though none of us like it, it's just a thing we'll have to deal with. All we can do is be nice and try not to bite each others' heads off, but DON'T make the mistake that everyone in a certain category must be this or that. It's not right and you have to accept that. Believe me, if I had ANY control over this discourse, I'd try to do everything in my power to at least make it better. Unfortunately, I'm just one person over the internet, so I can't do much accept sitting back, watching, and putting in my shitty opinion here and there.
  • THAT friend: ... You had to get deep, didn't you?
  • Me: Huehuehue, fuk u 2.

anonymous asked:

I loved your post about antishipping being the cool new trend for young/college age teens! Pretty much nailed my own opinion of it (and then I blew through your whole blog in like two hours lol I love how you discuss things! You're always so calm and polite which is something I appreciate a lot!). I'd value your input on how we might be able to put a stop to a lot of anti behavior if you have any c:

I’m very glad you’ve enjoyed my blog!

Unfortunately, there’s no way to stop anti behavior. The joke is: we’re allowed to ship and they’re allowed to hate ships; we’re allowed to write dark fanfiction and they’re allowed to loathe it. Until somebody is doing something illegal we can’t actually stop them.

However, we can limit anti influence on fandom spaces. And I don’t think it’s easy, or I wouldn’t have a blog like this.

The primary public goal of anti-shippers and anti-darkfic communities are to obliterate ‘bad’ ships and dark content in fandom spaces.  All public action taken with the intent of having their views communicated to shippers/creators of dark content are aimed to either drive them out of fandom or make them see the light of their evil ways. Their social power mainly comes from generating negative emotions in fandom, and I think there are 3 primary forces:

  • Fear: anti-shippers have proven that they are willing to go to great lengths to force fandom members to bend to their standards, including tag invasion, public shaming, dogpiling, callouts (true or false or a combination thereof), misgendering/erasing orientations, general and targeted online harassment including suicide baiting and wishing for physical harm, verbal harassment, verbal intimidation, reporting falsified TOS violations, and in extreme cases doxxing, false reports to authorities, destruction of property, threats of violence, and actual assault. Understandably this makes potential targets want to avoid notice so that they’re not ‘next’, reducing creative output.
  • Anger: nothing gets people talking about you like anger. People like to complain, and that spreads reports of anti-shipping attacks further (which spreads fear). Shippers increasingly dwell on their anger and frustration over antishippers, taking focus away from creating fanworks.
  • Exhaustion: being afraid and angry all the time will take a lot out of a person.  Self-doubt makes it even worse. Antis keep the pressure on with a constant stream of negativity and double down by questioning the motives, moral integrity, and social awareness of bad shippers and dark content creators.  Exhaustion cuts creative output just as effectively, if not more so, than fear and anger. People will create out of spite with the first two emotions, but exhaustion makes people want to leave and find something less tiring to enjoy.

So I think the best way to cut the power and influence that antis have is by shutting them and their rhetoric out of fandom spaces.  this looks like:

Block antis. Block all antis. block virulent negativity. Block even antis that hate the same ships you hate. Keep yourself away from the nastiness and also protect yourself from their notice (if you block them they can’t see or reblog your posts as easily).

Avoid black and white ‘discourse’. Don’t dwell on social debates about purity and the moral implications of your ships or fictional content. Be selective about the meta you indulge. Remember that nuance exists. Don’t publicly argue with people who refuse to see nuance, spreading their nonsense further.

Don’t fight fire with fire. Don’t borrow anti arguments to prove what hypocrites they are or use anti logic to explain why ships are bad (e.g. ‘antis say that x/y is bad b/c x is older than y and they call that pedophilia.  but antis ship y/z, even though they fight all the time; that’s abuse!’)

Ignore hate messages. If people send you hate for your ships or creations, ignore and delete them. it makes you a boring target if you don’t react and cuts the hate significantly. (This won’t work unless the main goal is getting a rise out of you. In the case of a targeted hate campaign, the goal is usually pleasing the instigator of the hate campaign, and reacting or not reacting won’t make a difference. :( )

Surround yourself with creative content and positivity. Curate your dash and social media circles to be mostly, if not entirely, fandom positivity focused and about creating new content instead of complaining about bad content or bad fandom behavior.

Spread positivity. If you have the energy, try to share the things that make you happy. Recommend fanfics, comment on fanart, talk about your favorite headcanons.

If you’re like me and you can’t entirely ignore shitty things that happen in fandom, create a separate space away from your main fandom space to indulge your salt. that way you can walk away and take breaks. (I tend to find salt begets more salt.)

last thing may not work for everyone: be kind and/or civil when interacting with antis. There’s of course no obligation to be nice to people who antagonize you, but I find that in general being kind in response to people being jerks gives them room to relax, stop being defensive, and talk openly. Most individual antis aren’t that different from shippers; they just have different ideas of what a safe, comfortable fandom space looks like. (And if they refuse to stop being a jerk, ignore/block them.)

that’s my two cents, which, as usual, looks more like 2 dollars. I hope it’s helpful.

How Dan and Phil will use tumblr in the future | 17.08.17
  • Phil: Something I wanted to talk about, which I'm just going to randomly bring up.
  • Dan: Do it.
  • Phil: I want to change the way I use my tumblr a little bit. Because with tumblr I used to use it for a little reblogging, posting my videos but then like choosing aesthetic pictures of a dog or a cute animal or a lake. I'm kind of done with the whole lake, cute animal vibe of Tumblr right now.
  • Dan: Well, I mean what is tumblr supposed to be? It's just a blog website.
  • Phil: It's just your blog. Yeah, I mean I used -
  • Dan: Then it became this whole like reblog things that reflect your aesthetic slash who you are.
  • Phil: I kind of want to like, showcase more art that you guys do. I like a lot of it but I'd like to start reblogging it. So I'm still going to post my videos on tumblr and stuff but I'm also going to start reblogging lots of art. So, if you've done some art of me or you've done some art of me and Dan, just tag it as AmazingPhil and I'll see it and then I might reblog it. I'm not saying I'll reblog everything I see, I'm just going to reblog a few. I'll like some more as well. But I'll be doing some more of that and trying to boost some of you artists. Because then I feel like I'll use the website more.
  • Someone in chat: That's awesome.
  • Someone else in chat: Cool but I'm not good at art.
  • Phil: That's fine. You can still tweet me and we can have a chat and then you can enjoy them as well and get to look at some other people's art.
  • Dan: I like a lot, so if you go to whatever the hell the url for my tumblr likes is, then you can see all the... stuff.
  • Phil: So you're still cool with your tumblr though, you like reblog...
  • Dan: Yeah, like once a month I curate. It just so much pressure. Like it has to be... like I save drafts for weeks and then go through and just turn it into one lot of queue that's like fifteen posts because it just has to be...
  • Phil: To be perfect.
  • Dan: Exactly what it's supposed to be, which is kind of pointless when my theme is so trash. But where do you even begin? I don't even know to change... Like I, honestly, you know how you go to customise and there'e the html and I'm just like... I don't want to touch this!
  • Phil: You don't want to mess it up.
  • Dan: Like they say don't fix what's broke. My theme is already broke but like, don't broke even more what's already kind of broke, you know what I mean?
  • Phil: Did you just even say a sentence? I don't know but yeah, so if you want to follow me on tumblr to find out what's going on, it's just amazingphil.tumblr.com and you can see me reblogging some stuff.

anonymous asked:

I'm really sad about something I don't understand and was hoping you could explain. Why do people block without giving a reason to? I don't why it first seems like it's all going so well then the next you're blocked and you don't know why or what you did or said wrong? It's happened twice now and to say it hurts is an understatement.

Oh, my precious Kabby babies.  Circle up, it’s time for some firm but gentle life advice from Mom. 

First of all, unless I personally am the person who blocked you (which I’m obviously not since we’re having this conversation!), in a very real sense the short answer to this question is that you know I can’t actually answer this question.  You’re asking me to tell you why a person I don’t know did a thing for which I have no context, and for which there could be a thousand reasons. So in a concrete, specific sense, my answer is: I do not know.

However.

(You knew there was going to be a however.)

Social media is a deeply personal avenue for self-expression and it’s also a world where many of us spend a great deal of our time, which means that we have the full and free right to customize it into exactly what we want it to be.  The things that you post are personal reflections of you, which is  why it bums you out when someone mutes or blocks or doesn’t follow back; it feels on some level like a personal rejection.  But the space you curate is also a personal reflection of you.  You have the right to post anything you want and other people have the right to choose not to see it.  Both of those rights are equal, even though you’re only on one side so naturally the other one feels like it’s in some way “wrong.”  

I’m speaking with zero context for what your preexisting relationship with these people was beforehand (like obviously if it was a close friend and they blocked you out of nowhere, you’re going to have to sort that out with them directly, I can’t advise you there), but it’s important to remember that there may be no “right” and wrong” in this scenario.  It’s fully possible for both of these things to peacefully coexist at the same time:

1) your absolute right to feel a little bit rejected and hurt that a stranger on the internet made the choice that they didn’t want your social media sphere to overlap with their social media sphere,

and

2) that other person’s absolute right to say “if something or someone makes me feel even the tiniest bit ‘nope’ I am purging it out of this space so it is exactly what I want and need it to be.” 

They don’t need to have a reason.  That sucks, when you’re on the receiving end of it, which all of us have been - it truly and genuinely sucks - but it’s also reality.  One of the hard truths that incidents like this make us sometimes have to face - and we don’t want to face these things, because they can feel really icky and vulnerable and ping all the little gremlins in our brain  - is this:

nobody on the internet owes you their time or attention for anything you do or say.

This sounds mean and brutal, and I don’t mean it to be, because you know mom loves you, but it’s incredibly important, so I’m going to say it again to make sure that if nothing else, this gets through:

nobody on the internet owes you their time or attention for anything you do or say.

The celebs you stan don’t owe you a response to your tweet, just because you want one.  The people you tag in meta don’t owe you reblogging it to continue having that conversation with you forever, just because you want to prove you’re right.  The fans of the fic you write for your most popular ship don’t owe you crossing over to give you hits on your rare-pair fic if they don’t feel like it.  Nobody owes you a certain number of followers, nobody owes you a response to every anon you send them, nobody owes you finishing that fic you like in time for them to read it when they feel like reading it.  We owe each other one thing and one thing only: basic human decency.  That’s it.  Everything else is freely offered to the world, and freely taken by the people who want it.  It’s not a transactional exchange.  If you make art or write fic and you put it out there into the world, you’ve done a cool thing, and whether it gets ten hits or thousands it was still worth doing.  There will be people who aren’t interested, but if you get hung up on feeling rejected by that, it will paralyze you.

Social media is personal. That’s unavoidable.  It’s an extension of ourselves.  When someone is cruel to you or to one of your friends on the internet, even if it’s an anonymous stranger, it feels shitty.  When you express an opinion about something and a ton of people reblog it and the tags are full of “OMG YES THISSSSS”, it feels great.  We all experience that in different ways.  Society has always selected arbitrary measures for young girls and women to live up to in order to feel like they’re popular or they’re approved by the cool kids, and right now it’s things like “how many followers do you have” and “did you get an RT from a celebrity” and “how many likes on your posts”.  So on a primal level, maybe having someone you thought was a friend block you on Twitter or Tumblr hits you in the same deep core place as having the cool kids not come to your birthday party.  That feeling is super real!  It brings up alllllll that deep stuff we try to hide and pretend that we’re above experiencing, but we all have those squishy vulnerable inner selves that just need the cool kids to like us and we feel bad when they don’t.  

I had this exact conversation with my therapist a few weeks ago when she was giving me a hard time because my book has 60 reviews on Amazon, of which like the majority are 5 stars with two negative ones, and I have both the negative ones like memorized.  And she was like “CLAIRE.  WHAT THE HELL.  WHY DO YOU DO THIS?  58 POSITIVE AND YOU CANNOT QUOTE A SINGLE ONE.  TWO SHITTY ONES AND YOU KNOW THEM VERBATIM.  THAT IS NOT HEALTHY BEHAVIOR.”  And I was like “… . okay fine when you put it that way, yes I do sound like a crazy person.”  So like my advice to you – advice which I have just proven I am absolute garbage at taking myself, so like I may have just eroded my own credibility in my efforts to help – is to remember that you probably have a lot more than two followers so honestly this is probably not a bad collective ratio, and there may be lots of people who are very interested in what you have to say but you’ve focused a lot of your energy on these two people and it’s worth giving some thought as to why that is.

My question for you is this: what is the net negative impact of having these two people block you on social media? Like in an actual, concrete way, separate from those sort of core gut “I feel unloved in this moment” feelings, what is the effect on your life?  You might be surprised.  It might be zero.  In which case, let yourself feel those feelings, experience them as valid, and then breathe through them and move on and keep on doin’ you. 

I’m pushing back on you a little bit here very gently because it feels, reading this anon, like you’ve made a determination of hurtful intent on the part of the person who blocked you, or at the very least a certainty that this choice that made was about you and not about them.  That the fact that things seemed to be going fine and then they blocked you means you were somehow intentionally misled or mistreated.  Be really, really, really careful about deciding the cool girl didn’t come to your birthday party because she’s a bitch who wanted to make you feel terrible and is sitting somewhere cackling at the thought of your sad lil’ face waiting by the front door; maybe she didn’t come to your birthday party because she has depression and it’s hard for her to leave the house sometimes and she knew your party would be loud and wild and crazy and too much for her brain to handle right now. Be careful about presuming negative intent with no proof it exists.  The internet makes this so easy, the internet conditions us for this, and it conditions us to respond in kind. The worst thing you could do here is to, like, make a callout post or subtweet in the hopes that it will get back to them and they’ll feel bad, or to sic your other followers onto them, because that turns this into a situation that really does have a right and wrong; and since you don’t know if they were trying to make you feel shitty, or just went on a big block/mute purge to whittle their list down for mental health reasons that are totally their own, once things escalate you can’t put the horse back in the barn. It’s too late.  Now it’s A Thing, when maybe it never really needed to be A Thing.  And in almost all situations for almost all people in almost all ways, Kabby Mom’s advice is going to be, “please think carefully before you make this A Thing.”

This got long, I’ve been having a lot of thoughts lately about the conversations I’m always having with fandom folks the way we let social media permeate and shape our sense of self, in good ways and bad, so I apologize for my verbosity but also not really because that’s how things roll over in Kabby Mom’s Advice Corner.  But I will sum up in bullet points for those of you who have been skimming, to bring you up to speed:

  1. Everyone has the right to curate their own social media space however they see fit, and they don’t have to explain their reasons.
  2. They aren’t obligated to include you in that space even if you want them to.
  3. None of that is an objective measure of your worth as a person or a sign that you should stop being you on the internet.
  4. Your feelings of rejection come from a real place and you get to feel them, as long as
  5. You are striving to move through them without permitting them to paralyze you, and finally
  6. You never use someone else’s choice to curate their social media sphere as a justification for treating them like crap.

Focus on your positive interactions instead of negative ones – your friends, creating stuff and putting it out into the universe – whether it be art, fic, opinions, a podcast, gifsets, crackposts, whatever – and your social media world will be a better place.

In the immortal words of the great Michael J. Fox, “What other people think of me is none of my business.”

anonymous asked:

Nalu 19?? (I don't know if you're doing it, but I saw the reblog so...)

19. Take one article of someone’s clothing off with your mouth NALU (Dirty Jenga)

Rated M because it’s NSFW.


Natsu grinned as he jumped up to Lucy’s window. He gave it a little tug, seeing she left it unlocked. If she wasn’t living on the second floor, he would have told her she should lock it, but her neighborhood seemed pretty safe for the most part.

Besides, the only one breaking into her apartment was him, even though she gave him a spare key months ago. He preferred this method.

He hopped into her apartment, taking a deep breath to see if she was home. His eyes slid shut as her scent surrounded him, the comforting smell relaxing him. No matter how many times he smelled her, it was always welcomed.

“Lucy!” he called out, heading to the kitchen to see if she was there. He looked around, frowning when he didn’t see her. ‘I can smell her… So she has to be here.’

Natsu’s eyes fell down to a piece of paper on her coffee table when he went to her living room, frown deepening when he saw it was addressed to him. She must have just left.

Natsu, I went to buy some supplies for tonight. Figured you’d stop by. I can’t wait for tonight! It’s going to be a special day! Love, Lucy.

His brows furrowed as he tried to figure out why tonight was going to be special. It wasn’t their anniversary. That wasn’t for a few more months. It wasn’t either of their birthdays. ‘What does she mean by special?’ To his knowledge, they hadn’t even planned for a date tonight.

He quickly scribbled a reply, saying he would be at the guild when she got back. He didn’t want to wait around in her apartment all day by himself when he could be at Fairy Tail. His fists were itching for a fight. He could figure out Lucy’s weird message later.


Lucy hummed as she headed to the guild. It took her a moment to walk normally, her hips swaying a bit more to compensate for the odd feeling around her core. She had read something interesting in one of her erotic books and thought it would be fun to try with Natsu. Fortunately for her, Magnolia had a sex shop hidden in town, filled with all sorts of goodies.

Literally.

When Lucy stepped into the guild, she had no troubles finding her rambunctious boyfriend. He was grappling with Gray, neither giving up the fight. She stepped past them, her scent carrying in the air towards Natsu’s nose.

One sniff was enough for him to let go of Gray and jump up, leaving a confused ice mage behind in favor of finding Lucy. She was standing at the bar, ordering a drink.

“Hey ya Luce!” Natsu started, wrapping an arm around her shoulders before pulling her in for a hug. He pressed his nose against the crook of her neck, her scent flooding him.

When he leaned back, a lazy grin was forming on his face. “Did'ju get my message?”

She nodded, turning away from him for a moment to accept her drink from Mira before looking back. “Yup. I was wondering if you wanted to go back to my place? I have a surprise.”

Natsu’s features lit up. “A surprise? What is it?”

She shook her head, giggling. “I’m not going to tell you! You have to come over to see.”

“Can you give me a hint?” he asked, using his powerful nose to sniff the air around her. If she touched the surprise earlier, there was a chance he could figure it out now by smelling it on her.

“Nope. I told you, you have to- What are you doing?” Lucy asked, watching as he grabbed both of her hands to sniff.

“You smell like candy,” he mumbled, moving to sniff at her arms before he started going lower.

Lucy’s eyes widened as she jerked away, but it was too late. That sharp look in his eyes told her he knew something was up, though the furrow in his brows suggested he didn’t know exactly what.

“Lucy,” he started, standing up to step closer to her. “Why does your crotch smell like candy?”

Lucy flushed, eyes darting back and forth to make sure no one heard him. Her breath hitched when she saw Mira smiling behind the bar, her shoulders shaking from a suppressed giggle. ‘Damn it! Stupid dragon slayer nose!’

She grabbed his hand, pulling him around the corner so they could have some privacy in the hall. She didn’t want others knowing what was going on. It was bad enough the she-devil caught what he said.

“Lucy?”

“I,” she paused, not knowing what to say. “I was going to try to surprise you tonight.”

She looked both ways, making sure the coast was clear before lifting part of her skirt, revealing a string of rainbow candies going around her hip.

“What is that?” Natsu asked, kneeling down so he could get a better look. “Is that the candy I smelled?”

She nodded, letting go of the end of her skirt so it would fall, only to raise a brow when Natsu flipped it back up. “Why do you have candy on your-” he stopped, lifting more of her skirt to find out it covered her private area, just like-

“Is this edible underwear?” Natsu asked, a grin coming to his face. He looked up at Lucy, seeing her nod, cheeks burning with a blush. “For me?”

She nodded again, teeth catching her bottom lip before abusing the flesh. “I… I thought it would be a nice surprise. You like food, so I thought we could have some fun with it.”

Natsu’s heart warmed. “That’s really cool of you,” he said, turning back to her candy underwear. “That looks like the candy necklaces I used to eat when I was younger.”

Lucy nodded, her blush spreading as she admitted, “It tastes the same, too…”

Natsu’s green eyes brightened, not thinking twice as he leaned in, dragging his hot tongue against the panties. His tongue brushed the candy against her clit. It was engorged after having it rub against the panties for the better part of an hour.

A soft sigh fell from her lips, sending a wave of heat through Natsu’s body. If she reacted like that to a simple lick, what would she do if-

Lucy moaned when Natsu pressed his mouth against the panties, over her sensitive bundle of nerves. He licked at the same spot, tasting candy and hearing Lucy trying to hold back her whimpers. He hoped she was keeping an eye out to make sure no one could see them, because his attention was elsewhere.

“Tastes pretty good,” Natsu mumbled, his hot tongue traveling from the bottom to top, lingering on the waistband for a few seconds before breaking away. “But not as good as you taste.”

Natsu’s teeth caught the waistband as he started jerking it down, wanting to sample her arousal. The more he tugged, the more that sweet scent filled the air around him. He wanted to taste, to suck, to eat all of her. He knew Lucy loved when he devoured her.

Lucy was ready to let him do just that, but unfortunately for them, Natsu’s teeth were sharp and the string holding the candy panties together wasn’t that strong. One small nick to the string was all it took for the thing to start unraveling, small pieces of candy falling around them as the strings fell off her body.

Lucy didn’t think she could flush anymore, but she was wrong. Natsu jerked away, the sound bringing him out of his daze as he looked at the mess he made. He was just about to ask Lucy if that was his fault, but his voice caught in his throat when he heard Mira say, “What was that?”

Before either of them could say anything, Natsu was grabbing Lucy, throwing her over his shoulder to get the fuck out of there. He didn’t care that Lucy was now going commando or that he had a boner in his shorts. They needed to leave before the guild’s gossip queen caught wind of what they were doing.

“Great surprise,” Natsu laughed as he burst through the back doors, hand quickly moving to cover Lucy’s skirt so her ass wouldn’t be on display, not that anyone would see. People usually didn’t hang out behind the guild.

“Where are you taking me?” Lucy asked, voice a mix of concern and laughter, happy they didn’t get caught back there. She felt bad someone would have to clean up the mess, but it wasn’t worth going back and letting everyone know what happened.

Hopefully, no one would try to eat the candy. Lucy’s face scrunched up from the thought alone. It fell on the floor, so she figured it was too dirty to put in someone’s mouth anyway.

“Back to my house!” Natsu finally answered her, running towards the forest. Before she could ask why, he yelled, “Gotta finish what I started!”

Lucy giggled, hands clutching at his back to hold on, not that she thought he might drop her. His strong arms never let her down. She wished the panties would have lasted longer, but she guessed things worked out pretty well in the end.

Though, she would have liked to eat a few more pieces of candy too. She could always go back to the sex shop for more… after Natsu finished the job, of course.


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anonymous asked:

I feel like one of the worst feeling as a writer is feeling underappreciated. Because sometimes you work hard on a story and you're actually proud of it, but when you show it to the world it just... gets thrown into the void. That's why I think it's so much easier to be productive and motivated when you have a consistent following. I could ask for prompts every day and get nothing in my inbox. I could write for hours to get maybe three notes on tumblr. Idk it just makes me want to stop trying...

Dude…..I’m gonna let you in on a pretty shitty fact.

That feeling doesn’t go away.

I get, on a slow day, about five asks a day. three will probably be prompts for something. I know that this is a good thing! And maybe this is what you’re working for! But unfortunately those shitty feelings just end up manifesting themselves in different ways.

No prompts/ not a big following = no one cares about my work or this would be getting notes, I’m obviously not good, what’s the point?

a lot of prompts/ big following = I post a new fic and all people do is ask for more without recognising the effort I’m putting in, they don’t appreciate it, what’s the point?

This sort of thing is something that I can’t help you with, because I have the same issue. Always have, probably always will. I’m not sure if you’re the same, but it’s more of a confidence thing than anything.

All I can say is keep trying. 

With things like tumblr and basically any other social media, popularity is very much luck of the draw. A popular blog can spot your work amongst the thousands and reblog it, which may end up getting you a ton of notes and follows. Or they can just pass over it without reading it. I have been very lucky to get where I am in such a short space of time, but it’s also to do with a lot of hard work. I’m very active (because I haven’t got a life lmao) on here and so I can post more and generally interact more. Some people just don’t have the time. 

But honestly dude- I could say that you just need to keep going because you’re doing it for you and not anyone else, but let’s be real, that’s not the case. You write and you post it because you want people to notice, to like it, to praise you. If people didn’t compliment or acknowledge my hard work, would I post it? Definitely not. 

I think a big part of this is about people in the fandom taking everything creators do for granted, though. Honestly, I don’t think consumers of the content people produce are even slightly aware of quite how much an impact their feedback has. They can adore a fic to the depth of their soul, but still not like, reblog or comment on it. I know this for a fact, because that was exactly what I used to do. I’d love a fic…and then I’d just leave. 

It’s so, so bad. And honestly, if everyone who enjoyed a fic just did so much as reblog it with something nice in the tags, they could have the potential to save that fic from being deleted. I’ve been in the situation in which I was about to just say fuck it and delete the work which, due to lack of response, I was convinced was horrible- until I got one comment. One comment, and it saved the fic.

IT’S IMPORTANT.


But yeah. My friend- I really hope you keep going. All content is Good content. Sometimes it just takes time to build up momentum. Sometimes it just takes practise. Sometimes it’s out of your hands, and it’s up to the consumers to fucking show authors and artists that they enjoyed something (!!!!!). But whatever it is; I believe in you. You can make it! And even if your brain is telling you something is bad, honestly, don’t believe it. It’s bullshit- you’re awesome.

anonymous asked:

How did you know you were bi and not a lesbian? I know everyone's experience is different but would appreciate hearing from you if you're comfortable sharing how you figured out your sexuality :) I'm in a difficult spot of "am I just gay or is my attraction to men genuine?" cause I definitely forced it when I was younger and learning about coercive heteronormativity is both eye opening and confusing lmao

((Content warning: I talk about rape, trauma and child sexual assault in this post. This post is ok to reblog if you wish to. ))

Not going to lie it was touch and go a few times, a lot of internal debating and agonising.

I first came out maybe when I was 14/15, I had online relationships with boys and girls and I had these two gay friends and they were… Toxic and biphobic, I realise that now.

They told me that bisexuality was an “attention seekers disease” and that it undermined gay rights. That my behaviour (See: bisexuality) made them feel “unsafe”.

So in order to be a good gay ally and a good friend I went back in the closet. I chose boys and I chalked it up as a phase.

I can’t easily express how much damage that did, that I then did to myself.

My case, for me, was complicated by the fact I had been sexually abused by men since I was four years old and felt very, VERY little attraction to men sexually. My low sex drive was “weird” and I would force myself to be with men sexually, trying to “fix” myself.

I had sexual relationships with women, I enjoyed them, but as part of my self delusion I told myself I wasn’t bi because “just because you have sex with a woman doesn’t mean you’re attracted to them”…? It made sense to me at the time, or I pretended it did.

Then I got a crush. A big one. On a girl. She was a friend and she enchanted me and I couldn’t stop thinking about her. But she was straight and I was married, to someone who was not a woman.

But still, it changed everything and I’ll forever be glad that I fell for that beautiful, sweet woman. I can still feel this sense of awe when I talk about her and when I see her posting about her life on Facebook I’m happy when she’s happy. She saved my life, that’s what it feels like.

I was not happy in my marriage and I did ponder. I’d had romantic and sexual relationships with men, women and my nb husband. But the relationships where I had felt the most were women, where I had felt the most safe and… Desirous.

It was hard, trying to figure out what exactly my sexuality was. Was I a lesbian? Was I bisexual? Was I on the ace spectrum? My repeated assaults had created such an ingrained sexual trauma that I couldn’t separate myself from it. I’d developed into a young woman already with sexual trauma, that trauma had shaped me and I couldn’t figure out a way to detach it.

In the end I chose bisexual because I could be attracted to men in the abstract, though there was LOTS of agonising over if this was just coerced androcetricism believe me and I knew I was attracted to women. I suspected that gender probably wouldn’t matter to me as long as I felt safe.

At that point it’s worth noting I genuinely didn’t think I’d ever date a man again. Even though I knew I was likely to be single again I couldn’t imagine the frustration of trying to date a man. Because it is frustrating, and worrisome, to be around men and be… Waiting, hoping they are one of the good ones, hoping they won’t suddenly say something misogynistic and dismiss you.

But bisexual seemed the closest and I remember this awesome lesbian from Mardi Gras many years ago candidly talking about labels and how they are there to help people understand themselves, not to restrict themselves.

She meant that sometimes labels can change and that’s fine. I felt comfortable with bisexual and I knew that if I later changed my mind on that… That would be ok.

This was something that was very much reinstated by my contact with the ace community who told me it was ok if I was ave, and it was ok if I was a bisexual with a low sex drive. It’s ok to use a label while it fits you and move onto another if it doesn’t.

You’re not a bad person if you think you’re bi and it turns out you’re a lesbian, or vice versa. Our understanding of ourselves is always shifting and sometimes that means labels.

What this lengthy post is trying to tell you is that… We all have different experiences. Don’t try and force yourself to fit to a label. If you don’t like a gender romantically or sexually then you just don’t.

You can pick a label, but make sure you’re not pushing yourself to fit that label, because those labels are meant to fit US… Not the other way around.

What you are may take time to figure out, you might change your mind. That’s fine, take your time and try not to let yourself be coerced.

Best wishes, stay safe.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I don't know if you're still doing head canon requests, but the fanfiction I just read from you, or at least reblogged inspired me, so if you are still taking them, than maybe you could do a Dark!Annabeth against good Percy? And maybe have their straight equally matched. Thank you I'm advance.

I am! Sorry it took me awhile but here it is, also note I suck at fight scenes so…

Annabeth didn’t know how she got to this point: where she was now standing on opposite sides of a battle field with the boy she once loved. If you had asked Annabeth where she envisioned Percy and herself a few years back, she would have said something along the lines of going to college and being together. Nothing even remotely close to this.
“Why are you here Jackson? Don’t think that you will be able to change my mind or stop me.” Percy looks different than from the last time Annabeth saw him. He looks older, and more tired. It was obvious that he wasn’t sleeping much, and it looks like he has burdens that seem to weigh him down more than holding up the sky.
“Annabeth come on. You can stop this, you have the power to stop this!” The boy yells at her as he comes closer to her. “Just call this all off.” He says as he gestures towards the army behind her.
“You really do have a brain made of seaweed if you think that it would be that simple.” Annabeth bites back, and is happy when she notices how Percy flinches at the reference to his old nickname.
“Just step down.” Percy persists.
“No.” The blonde replies, and then proceeds to attack the son of Poseidon. Annabeth knows that defeating Percy will be difficult, and so to make sure her opponent has little to no advantage, she makes sure to move them away from the water. Though she acknowledges that won’t stop Percy from being able to use his powers entirely, she also knows that it prevents him from healing himself in the midst of battle.
Their swords clash continuously clash, for they both know their opponent and their way of fighting well after being with the other for years.
“We could be here all day, Chase.” Percy says after a few minutes of fighting. “We know each other too well.”
“I don’t know about that, we haven’t seen each other in years.” Annabeth dodges a swing to her shoulder.
“That’s on you.” The son of Poseidon says as he jumps out of the way of an attack. “You’re the one that changed, you’re the one that turned your back on everything that you valued, you’re the one that left!” The boy is clearly getting worked up, swinging at her relentlessly with his sword.
“Why are you defending them! They have made our lives a living hell. The gods took everything away from us, and how long will it take for you to realize that? Are you going to wait until you wake up one day and realize everything you value is gone? I’m sorry that I acknowledge our reality and want to change it!” Annabeth responds as she parries each attack.
“Do you even see what you’re doing? You’re killing your own type, and you don’t even care! That attack on the bus, killed 12 and injuried 7, one being Piper, your friend!” Percy’s attacks are getting stronger, as are his emotions, and Annabeth finds herself having difficulty evading his sword.
“Of course I care, but I also know its part of the bigger picture, and if that means a few casualties so be it. In the end we will be affecting so many more lives. I don’t expect you to understand however, after all your fatal flaw is loyalty.” The daughter of Athena now takes the offensive, knowing that her words have affected her opponent. The blonde knows that she will only be able to win this fight with words, which will force Percy’s emotions to dictate his actions, therefore making him sloppy.
“Are you listening to yourself? For crying out loud you’re like Luke now! Didn’t you learn from him and what happens when you try to overthrow the gods?” The boys words hit her harder than any swing of a sword could.
“Don’t bring Luke into this!” She all but growls and tries to swipe her sword against Percy’s arm, but misses and receives a hit to the side instead. Focus Annabeth, don’t get distracted.
“It’s still not too late for redemption, after all Luke found despite all he did. But you have to do it now, and put this all to a stop, or else I’m afraid you’re find yourself in Tartarus once again.” The last part of the sentence catches her off guard and makes her pause for a second, allowing her opponent to tackle her to the ground. The daughter of Athena tries to shake the boy’s body off of her, but he is too big for her attempts to work. Before she knows it, she feels Riptide against her throat. She knows she has to act quick, or else she’ll die; too soon for her death to be effective.
“Any last words?” Percy whispers. The blonde chooses her next words carefully, knowing it will make all the difference.
“You think this will all end with my death, but it won’t, and guess what my second-in-command’s first order is after I die? It’s to go to the apartment where I know your mother, sister, and Paul reside, and do anything it takes to kidnap them.” That gets the other demigod’s attention and he needs a second to process the words, which is just enough time for his hold on her to loosen. As a result Annabeth is able to take her the butt of her knife and smash it into Percy’s head, knocking him out.
I don’t care. The blonde thinks in her head as she gets up.
I don’t care. Annabeth says to herself as she heads back to the battle field.
I don’t care. She says as she refuses to look back.
But the Annabeth knows it’s a lie, because if she truly didn’t care, the boy before her wouldn’t be unconscious, he would be dead.

anonymous asked:

hiya! I saw that you had some hcs on a post you reblogged and I was wondering if you had an hallura headcanons? I know you're fond of lesbian!allura so feel free to ignore this ask if you want *^ ^*

I’m actually pretty fond of lesbian allura and bi allura because shes def not straight but hallura is such a pure ship?? anyways yes I have…some ideas… (THIS WILL NOT INCLUDE ANGSTY HCS AS MY HEART IS TOO FRAGILE)

  • leg jokes!!! Leg puns!! 24/7!!! The rest of the team can get pretty annoyed sometimes
  • they are physically unable to stop complimenting each other. even when the other isnt there to hear it. as long as someone is around to listen they’ll start gushing about how great they are
  • after lance noticed the color scheme he would not stop calling the pair pink lemonade
    • allura: what is pink lemonade?
    • hunk: oh you. are. going. to. love it.
    • she tries it and she loves it
  • allura likes to use the orange sash hunk has around his head to tie up her hair, even though if he doesnt use it his bangs will fall over his eyes. 
    • allura finds it endearing and cute
    • so she does it a lot
  • sometimes when they’re both really tired after a mission hunk will just collapse on the floor and allura will just flop over his belly
    • hunk: oof!
    • allura: I’m sorry hunk did that hurt?
    • hunk: no it’s okay I was just messing
    • allura: …………you’re like a pillow
  • prob really cliche but hunk loves to cook for her?? and have her test taste things??? there isnt anything that goes on the table that hasnt been checked by allura
    • allura tried waking up early to make something for hunk but when he woke up he just found her in the kitchen with food goo in her hair and the oven smoking
    • he helped pick out the food goo from her hair and still tasted the food….”not bad but could use some more salt”
  • hunk really really REALLY loves displays of affection and like cute physically intimate couple things and alteans have very different ways of showing affection so allura got kind of confused when he asked if he could kiss her forehead
    • shes still confused as to what it means but she blushes every time so its no biggie
    • they come up with their own silly ways of showing affection
  • whenever allura makes an altean joke that no one understands (except coran ofc), hunk does his best to try to understand it and makes similar jokes to make her laugh and its? the purest? thing? ever? i’ll pay for them to laugh more dreamworks take my money
  • YOU BET YOUR ASS ALLURA USES CHEESY PICK UP LINES ON HUNK
  • allura seriously cannot get over how people just overlook hunk’s beauty? it’s astounding to her
    • allura: *holds hunk’s chin in her hands* isnt this the most beautiful thing you’ve seen in the universe?
    • lance: *nervously looking between hunk and his bf keith* uh-
    • keith: *deadpan* the answer is yes
  • only the utmost love, respect, and adoration for each other because they know thats what they deserve

this is so long im so sorry

kenix27  asked:

I just realised when watched again the first prolog from DRV3. Seems when The Monokumarz introduced themself to the others, Kaede seems pretty shocked and say something liked "You're Monokumarz? Then that means--" before being interruped by one of the Monokumarz. What could this mean?

That’s something a lot of other people have wondered! There are so many things about the prologue that really do stand out on another reread.

Not only do Kaede and the others seem definitely familiar with the Monokumerz, but there’s also the matter of Miu’s line about talent at Amami (“Why’re you talkin’ like someone who’s got talent!?”) and Amami’s line to the Monokumerz where he asks “Why are you doing this ridiculous copycat routine—” before they interrupt him as well.

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anonymous asked:

Hi Bryn! I'm not 100% sure who to ask about this, so don't feel like you have to reply. I'm writing a novel where a wlw romance begins to form (the whole story takes place in a month, so it's not like a long-term relationship), but then abruptly ends in the last chapter when they choose different sides in a war. Is this queerbaiting/harmful to the LGBT+ community? (They get back together in book 3, if that helps). Thanks!

Hey anon! I’m just one voice in a very large and multi-opinionated community, but as someone who wants to see more queer romances involving woman, I would say no it’s not queer-baiting or harmful, or at least, it’s possible to write in a way which isn’t.

Lots of reasonings and specifics under the cut:

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anonymous asked:

Hey! I was wondering if you could do a ushijima imagine where you are also a highly successful volleyball player and you're both team captains so in school, teachers talk to you both about developments about volley and such. So you eventually fall for each other but no one can believe it because you're both just so focused on volley? Haha I don't know if it makes sense but thank you :) (if it helps for some reason I have long dark brown hair, brown eyes and I'm 180cm tall) <3

Sorry for not posting, I spent time to myself for a bit because I don’t like forcing myself to write! 

When you reblog my posts, maybe add a tag or write something for me? I always check when people reblog because I like seeing what people think of my work. 

Even though my request box is closed, I’m always open for random questions or anything to chat about :^)

His name is Ushijima Wakatoshi, captain of the boy’s volleyball team. Tall, handsome and great at volleyball - with a bonus muscle.

The two of you would interact a bit, considering you were the captain of the girl’s volleyball team. Club captains would meet now and then, and you would always find Ushijima and sit with him.

“Could I sit here?” You asked, pointing to the empty seat beside him. “Go ahead,” Nodding, you sat beside him and looked at all the other captains of the clubs: swimming, boxing, baseball, soccer and much more.

“So, how are the boys? You know, on the team?” You always initiated conversations first because he never would, but at least he replies, “They’re doing what they’re supposed to. How is your team as well?”

“They’re fantastic! We’re looking like we could go to nationals, hopefully, we both will make it,” You answer with a smile as Ushijima nods his head at you. Even with small conversations like this, you enjoyed them.

The coaches on the boy’s and girl’s teams would time to time put the two groups together for a mixed practice, leaving you and Ushijima to get every player ready for the bigger practices.

“(Name)-san! You looked so cool talking with the boy’s captain!” A first year cried as you walked over to the team. A small smile approached your lips as, “How so?”

“It seemed like the two of you were a couple! It looked so natural between the two of you, and even better you both like volleyball!” Another girl chirps as you let out a small chuckle. “I guess you can put it that way..”

-

Practice was over and you saw Ushijima picking up some volleyballs that were left on the gym floor, he was always the last one out because he always kept things in order. “Great practice today Ushijima-kun! I’m always looking forward to mix practices, It’s always a good way for the first years to practice.”

“You as well,” His low voice compliments as your lips curve into a big smile. “Ushijima-kun?” Standing up straight, he turns to face you and hums, “I like you.”

His olive eyes stare deep into your own, it was hard to see what he was thinking, but he took a step towards you and relaxed, “I like you too.” Watching your cheerful expression brought him joy, a small smile on his lips.

Once you broke the news to the teams about the relationship between the two of you, they thought it was a joke. More of the boy’s team than the girls. “How did this come to be?” Someone asked curiously, Ushijima looked at you for the answer and you gave him a small smile, “Volleyball I guess, it brought us together.”

“Aww, how romantic!~” The girls cooed and awed as the boys still tried to put pieces together, but either way, it was a refreshing sight to see Ushijima with the one he loves.

sheiibabe  asked:

Hey 👋 i really love your writing! And you're awesome! If you want you can do a fluffy Jerejean maybe in high school with the prompt "no, it's fine. I can wait until you're done talking to them." (I just wanna see them in high school together). And tell me what's your fav kind of prompt? Fluff, angst or smut? And is it okay if i send more?

Wooooo!!!!!!! Do you hear that? That’s me cheering for you for coming off anon. 

Cute prompt! As to what I like best… hmm… that depends on my mood tbh. Fluff is usually easy, but it’s fun to write heart-wrenching angst. And smut… hehe. I mean, who doesn’t like smut ;) although my smut prompts don’t get as much reblogs and likes, which I chalk up to many people on tumblr being underage? idk xD I love them all for different reasons. And YES, here is an announcement:

Send me aftg prompts!!! fluff, angst, smut, whatever you desire, all pairings. Please be aware that you should be of age if you send me smut prompts. Thank you :)

have some highschoo AU, cute jerejean, a happy Kevin and Abby as a teacher. enjoy!


“Mister Moreau, could you please come up to the board and solve this equation for us instead of playing around on your phone?” 

Jean dropped his phone on the floor by accident when he startled, and felt his cheeks heat up and flush such a deep shade of red that he knew he looked like a tomato right now. “Uh, y-yes, M’am. Apologies.”

He quickly scrambled up and went to the front of the classroom, all eyes on him. Alvarez, who sat next to him in class, gave him a sorry but encouraging smile and thumbs up when he turned around, dragged his glance over the class before looking to their teacher Mrs Winfield.  

She had her arms crossed over her chest and it was clear that she hated this, hated having to punish him, but still thought it was important so he learned the rules. “Here.” She handed him the whiteboard marker and pointed at the equation on the board. 

Fuck. 

What a shitty monday morning. 

And all just because he had to re-read Jeremy’s texts from last night in class.

-

“If I make you solve another equation, will you put your fucking phone away?” Kevin sounded a little mad. They were at lunch, Kevin shovelling food into his Exy-sculpted body, Alvarez reading, and Jean still brooding over his phone. 

“Give that to me.” Alvarez put her book down and held out her hand. Jean clutched the phone to his chest. “No!”

She rolled her eyes. “Come on, frenchie, or did he sext you?”

Jean’s cheeks were heating up again and he shook his head, quickly handing over the phone to prove her wrong. Kevin just rolled his eyes, but still peeked over Alvarez’s shoulder to read the text.

Alvarez’s eyes narrowed and her lips quietly formed the words. Then she cocked her head to the left, to the right and eventually handed the phone to Kevin. 

“You know, that does sound an awful lot like a… veiled sext.”

Jean, who had used their silence to eat some of his salad, choked on the leaves now. “No! What? Why?” 

A little smirk appeared on Kevin’s lips as he handed the phone back to Jean. “…’could you help me with french? Please?’”, he quoted, exaggerating the neediness in the tone ever so slightly. 

“That’s not- it’s not- no-”, Jean stuttered, thoroughly embarrassed by his incredible friends.

“Oooooh, please, Jean, please help me improve my french…!”, Alvarez teased, giving the words a needy edge and licking her lips in such an exaggerated motion that Kevin facepalmed while laughing. 

“You’re dumb and I hate you.”, Jean grumbled and tugged his shoulders up to hide his blush as best as he could. 

Alvarez and Kevin were still laughing, but suddenly, they tensed up and stopped. Jean needed a moment to catch on, because his face was still half-buried in the neckline of his sweater. “It’s really just about french… class! Nothing else! Just… french.”

“French?”, a voice behind Jean said and made him almost jump out of his skin which made Kevin and Alvarez laugh hard again, snorting into their respective lunches. “Hey, Jeremy.”, Kevin pressed out and Alvarez just waved while biting down hard on her lip.

Horrified, Jean turned around, only to spot Jeremy standing behind him, smiling down at him in his unique, gentle, friendly and open way. “Hey, Jean!”

“Oh-…hi.” A stupid grin spread on Jean’s lips, embarrassing and cheesy. “Uh… do you… we were just talking… do you wanna… uh, what about french? Should we…?” Nope, a whole sentence wasn’t happening right now. Damn.

“No, it’s fine, I can wait until you’re done talking to your friends!”, Jeremy smiled, seeming unphased (even though a knowing little twinkle in his eyes). 

“No, no! They’re stupid anyway.” Jean gave his friends a pointed look and turned back around to Jeremy. “…we… we can… we can just go to the library.” 

Jeremy nodded happily. As Jean stood up, he had to tilt his head up just a little to keep looking at Jean, and it made Jean’s heart flutter a little. “Thank you so much, Jean. I’m just so bad at french.” Jeremy laughed apologetically. 

Kevin and Alvarez burst out into laughter again, and Jean glared back over his shoulder at them and flipped them off. 

“Your friends seem really nice and funny.”, Jeremy mused as they were walking to the library. 

Jean just grunted non-committantly. 

bearlytolerable-deactivated2017  asked:

For DWC: Can I get some solrana Modern AU and costume party?? (Especially that professor Solas)???

Glimpses: Irresponsibly Sexy

@dadrunkwriting

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Romance

Pairing: Solas x Surana

Warnings: Professor x Student, age gap, schoolgirl outfit, teasing, public sex, D/s implications, unprotected sex (i mean sort of but they use ~*magic*~ don’t try this at home kids)

Eirwen goes to a costume party at a local club and sends her professor some very suggestive pictures of her costume. How can he resist meeting her there?


He knew this was a bad decision before he even solidified it. 

Her pictures were irresponsibly sexy, particularly knowing their relationship. The first was her getting ready, a close-up shot of the hem of her plaid skirt. It immediately caught his attention, and he’d replied by asking what she planned to do in that.

She responded with a shot of her cleavage.

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anonymous asked:

You're like 13 let adults enjoy kinks. It's not a place for kids anyways lmao.

Dd/lg is not just some harmless kink. It is something that harms minors (physically and psychologically) by normalizing pedophilia and the sexualization of young children. I am not going to let people “enjoy” pedophilic behavior–I don’t understand why the sexual attraction to literal children/child-like behavior is so controversial. Doesn’t it seem like that should be clear-cut taboo?

Anyways, I shall include input from others, because I’m clearly not the only one who’s against this.


(from @dave-strider-against-cgl)

reasons why i hate cgl

ableism

  • it constantly fetishizes autism traits (stimming, hand flapping, other bodily stims, childlike behaviors)
  • it uses the DID term little which is used to describe a child alter
  • it fetishizes diapers which some disabled people need
  • it fetishizes speech impediments

pedophilia

  • a large number of pedophiles are involved in cgl
  • it sexualizes childlike traits and involves these childlike traits in sex
  • it sexualizes childrens things and involves them in sex
  • it sexualizes parent/child relationships and often uses words that children use as sexual terms (ex. playtime for sex, time out for spanking, etc.)
  • its roleplay that outright mimics csa

incest

  • it sexualizes parent/child relationships
  • its roleplay that outright mimics incest

abuse

  • there are a large amount of abusers in cgl. they are usually excused as being “not real caregivers”
  • abusive dynamics (ex. nonconsensual sex, control over food, control over when someone can use the bathroom, etc.) that are incredibly dangerous are excused because “its just a kink” or because “its just roleplay”

harassment/violation of consent

  • if people express distaste in the kink they tend to be harassed
  • banners people put asking cgl blogs not to interact tend to be ignored
  • when people ask for their posts to be removed most of the time people say no or they reblog/interact with more posts out of spite
  • sometimes cgl blogs reblog peoples selfies without consent or add sexual captions to pictures of unconsenting people
  • i have personally gotten doxxing threats

endangerment of minors

  • there are a lot of cgl matchmaking blogs for minors
  • nsfw things tend to get put into sfw tags due to blogs not being flagged which also violates consent as well as puts minors in danger
  • some minors are encouraged to become involved in cgl despite cgl being a kink and nsfw

(from @guygardneragainstddlg)

The argument “it’s between two consenting adults ” doesn’t matter and I’m going to explain why.

In the most simple psych terms possible: when you act like a small child 24/7 and your partner is getting off on it 24/7 they associate child behavior to sex. That means any childlike behavior will turn them on. That means the situation gets dangerous because they could start getting off to actual children. This is all happening without conscious awareness of it most of the time, so you could think this won’t happen to me / my partner, but it most likely will.
Minds tend to group things together like that even if they’re slightly different.
So if you associate sexy time with your partners child behavior then you’ll associate all child behavior with sexy time subconsciously more often than not. It’s not difficult to understand.

(from @ibukiagainstddlg)

I mentioned once when I was literally just 12 I got into ddlg, though I was still a child myself.

I want to talk about that experience.

So, I didn’t really have a childhood. My household was never stable, my mom had anger issues, my father was never around until my mom left, and I was bullied at school since first grade.

Twelve year old me thought I was super matured. And, in a sense I was. I didn’t get the luxury of childhood too much. When I was alone, sometimes I would non sexually age regress, unaware it was a thing other people did.

When I found ddlg on Tumblr, I thought I had to be involved in it since I acted like a very young child when I was alone.

So I made my first blog a ddlg blog, told people I was 15, and called myself a “little” and a “kitten.”

Of course I was told I was too young to be in the community even when I told others I was 15, but unlike people should be concerned for minors into ddlg, rather than being concerned I may be subject to a pedophile, other kinksters had more of a “ewww stupid children lol get out stinky child!!” attitude towards me.

Which led to me just retreating farther into the community after being rejected by parts of it. I felt attacked in the only place I thought I was free of judgment.

Which led to pedophiles finding me.

Fortunately, I never met up with any of the older men I was in relationships with. Each only lasted around two weeks, and I went from pedo to pedo.

The last one was the worst.

He was 27, with full knowledge I was “15.”

He would ask me extremely creepy questions like “What are you wearing right now” “Would you like to be a nude model” “Whats the dirtiest you’ve gotten with a male”, along with constantly asking for photos of my body and what I was clothed in that day, multiple photos of my face, and generally very creepy stuff.

After I told him I didn’t want a relationship, I snapped back to reality and started to see the kink community for what it really is. This was almost a year after getting into it.

No, I’m not 12 anymore, this was years ago.

And no, this story isn’t too traumatic or anything, but it’s a fine example of how minors are being introduced to ddlg when you publicize your kink.

(from @miiumilk)

Anonymous: why are you so anti-ddl? my daddy treats me so right, just like a princess. i also love spankies

alright, i’ll bite. here are the reasons why i’m an anti, and why this blog has a big focus on kinkshaming.

- posting your kink online is not ‘keeping it in the bedroom’. it is sharing it with non-consenting members of tumblr, as well as minors. you may argue that minors should not be online anyways, but well, this is a 13+ site. the least people could do is flag their dd/lg and use the right tags, but even that seems to be too much to ask of this ‘sfw, completely consensual’ kink community.

- the acronym ‘dd/lg’ literally stands for ‘daddy dom/little girl’. sexualizing these words has led to some severe consequences, such as real people feeling uncomfortable calling their own fathers daddy, pedophiles taking advantage of the community to hook minors into their traps by making it seem innocent and cute with their pink aesthetics and frilly fashions, even taking trendy accessories such as chokers and stockings and sexualizing them for the purpose of luring minors looking to age-regress into a harmful position.

- yes, i’m aware that perhaps not all of the community is for MAPs. but at least 75% is, maybe more support it subconsciously. i have seen other anti blogs post about pedophilia in general get death threats from ddlg blogs saying their ‘kink isn’t pedophilia’, even when they aren’t the target of the post. this means that they must feel threatened with these accusations, and if they were not true, they would not be going around sending abhorrent anons to the most popular anti blogs. the ‘daddy doms/mommy doms’ in particular are the nastiest. when their littles are sent even the lightest callout, they will hiss and scream and turn completely hostile, even going as far as to send child porn over chat to prove their point that ‘dd/lg is healthy’. what a strange, strange way of showing that.

- when dd/lg blogs are called out for actions, not their kink in particular, but their actions, usually the first thing they do is check the attacking blog’s age. if the blog is even a year under 18, they will start screeching about how ‘minors don’t have a clue’, that they should get a life, that ‘tiny little toddlers’ shouldn’t be arguing about this stuff, you know, the whole works. (This is quite similar to what you’re doing right now, anon.) when minors feel so uncomfortable browsing sfw tags that they make entire blogs focused on ending the dd/lg community, it’s not just that they ‘don’t have lives’, okay? they want to make change. they don’t want to feel unsafe on the internet, where the nsfw should be flagged and sfw tags left untouched. this is why the victims of this whole thing are making anti blogs, and apparently, dd/lg blogs can’t deal with one single opinion they don’t share, especially if the opinion belongs to a minor. but sure, littles and their doms are totally friendly, right?

- UM. when any sort of blog, not even just anti blogs, but literally any blog that sports dni banners will get hounded to no end just to cater to littles wanting to reblog their aesthetics? THIS IS NOT??? OKAY??? why is it that whenever a blog feels uncomfortable around a kink community and wishes to further themselves from it, dd/lg blogs make it their fucking mission to hate-follow them, send them horrid messages, reblog all their posts with disgusting kinky captions, even if the blog has a dni banner AND is a minor. what!!!! the fuck!!!!! this is unacceptable! even if dd/lg did not promote pedophilia, even if i didn’t have all the reasons i’ve stated above, disrespecting people’s safe spaces and invading blogs is a good enough reason to be an anti.

- the ableist language. sorry, but twyping wike twhis is not cool. neither is shoving rules in littles’ faces so that they act more ‘princess-like’ and ‘cutey-patootey’. this is grooming. it’s fucking grooming, okay? making people act younger, look younger, feel younger so you can get off to the image of a child? not cool at all, i must say. people with stutters and slurring words are extremely uncomfortable seeing their speech impediments be sexualized and used in kink. it’s gross and unnecessary!! you literally want your partner to act like a baby for you to get off to them asking for ‘daddy cummies’!! no!!!!!!!!!!

think about all this for a minute. really, really think about it. and when you’re done? get the fuck off my blog. don’t care if you’re on anon, if you’re involved with the kink, get off. i’m a minor, you gross assholes, and i believe i’ve made it quite clear that i don’t want to interact with anyone that has a fetish for little kids.

TL;DR: Dd/lg is bad for lots of reasons, and there are literally no arguments to it being “a harmless kink”. The emotional and physical well-being of minors is much more important than your boner for little girls in pink dresses and little boys in dinosaur t-shirts.

Hope that helps clear things up for you, anon :)

Borderline Lance
  • Lance found out he was borderline shortly before he entered the garrison, so he doesn’t really know a whole lot about dealing with it since the garrison probably has strict internet rules—and probably shit therapy/counseling programs if any. he just learns to deal with it as he goes.
  • Lance hates being alone. he struggles with emotional permanence and when he’s not with a person he’ll question whether or not anyone actually cares about him. pls give him constant reassurance that you love him.
  • it physically hurts whenever Lance thinks about how lonely he is. he’ll be having fun with his friends at a party and it just hits him how awful he actually feels. and then he can’t possibly let his friends see him like that because he Can’t be a killjoy like that..so he just isolates himself instead
  • he also can’t hold grudges very well because…emotional permanence! what was he even mad about in the first place? who knows not Lance
  • Lance likes to make jokes about being bi, but he also LOVES making jokes about bring borderline even though less people will get the reference.
    • “Honest! I’m not…borderlyin”
    • every time Meet Me Halfway comes on.. “can you meet me halfway…right at the BORDERLINE
    • “I’m bpDONE”
  • he’s very bad at controlling his impulses..boy says the first thing that comes to his mind all the time #nofilter
  • Lance: lol you don’t have to worry about me.
  • Lance, internally, screaming: WORRY ABOUT ME!!!!!
  • his fp used to be Hunk, but their relationship mellowed out after so many years and he learned to stop idealizing him.
    • Hunk is his treasured friend who knows when to reassure him and show him affection he’s so good.
    • Hunk never leaves Lance alone without first making sure he has something to distract himself with.
  • Lance’s new fp eventually became Keith…he recognized the back of Keith’s head in the dark like..it’s Keith.
  • it started when Keith kept beating him in rankings and instead of being impressed and appreciative of a peer’s talent, Lance zeroed in on Hostile Competition! Must Fixate On Source So That Your Every Action Revolves Around Beating Him And Proving Your Own Worth In Comparison!!
  • eventually as they got to know each other it became less about competition and more about spending as much time as possible with his Favorite Person because Attention From Favorite Person = Happy Lance.
  • back on earth Lance impulse bought beauty care products like it was nobody’s business. wearing face masks and feeling pampered made him feel momentarily better, but Hunk had to commandeer his credit card so he wouldn’t bankrupt himself.
  • they still had Treat Yoself nights together though, which were some of Lance’s favorite memories.
  • Lance has egg ze q tip dis funk shun.
  • Lance flirts with anything that moves…that’s because he has the amazing talent of developing a crush on anyone that gives him the slightest bit of attention.
  • tbh he fantasizes about being a martyr all the time…and pair that with his super trusting nature and he’ll sacrifice himself for someone he’s had .02 seconds to get to know.
  • sometimes he gets into a scenario in his head so hard like he’ll be dreaming up a situation where Keith Wrongs him somehow and then Keith’ll walk in and Lance just s p l i t s and Keith has no idea what’s going on sorry Keith.
  • he likes texting and calling his friends late at night. he knows it’s probably annoying to them (it’s not) but he needs Validation or else he won’t be able to sleep without spiraling into the vortex of self-hatred.
  • Don’t Call Lance Annoying It Will Literally Kill Him He Just Loves You A Lot That’s All.
  • one time Lance had a breakdown at the garrison because they ran out of tater tots.
  • he has memory problems.
    • tbh he was only half joking about not remembering the Bonding Moment. on top of being barely conscious, he got to hold hands with his fp..like..the more time passes the more he thinks it was just a dream. did that really happen?? like for real?? he can’t believe it.
    • he also has to keep lists and notes of things or else they’ll slip out of his mind.
  • “the only reason you’re here is because Keith dropped out” pretty much hit him every night he was at the garrison. Iverson sucks.
  • Lance hecking LOVES personality quizzes and stuff like that. he has no sense of identity so he uses other people’s words to define himself. like he was a huge harry potter dork and all that bc he could get sorted and find out about himself through house descriptions.
  • Lance: [dinkleberg voice] neurotypicals.
  • he uses bpd as an excuse for everything.
    • “ugh I’m gonna be a little bit late…sorry I’m borderline.”
    • “that’s like..1000 plus ten!” *is corrected* “…I have bpd.”
    • “MOVE I’M BORDERLINE”
  • he likes rocking back and forth it’s very good.
  • he’s literally the king of weekly obsessions he will become a die hard fan for this tv show…then lose interest a week later becuase he found something else.
    • Hunk: weren’t you just super into How I Met Your Mother???
    • Lance: How Who Met What Where?
  • Lance: I’m broke so I really shouldn’t spend money this week
  • Hunk, Keith, and Pidge: hey Lance we’re going to this cool concert tickets are $50 wanna come?
  • Lance: *pawning all of his stuff* heck yeah count me in im totally good to go.
  • Lance is the master of provocation he’ll provoke you he’ll provoke your dog he’ll provoke himself just for a reaction and then fucking split when it’s a bad reaction, who cares.
  • Lance, splitting on Keith: I’m never gonna talk to that fucking asshole ever again fuck him.
  • Lance 20 mins later: hey what’s up Keith ily
  • he has a habit of oversharing. After knowing Hunk for a total of three days, Lance told him his entire life story, his deepest fears, and the exact time of his last poop.
  • Lance: [texting Hunk] I love you???
  • Hunk: [texting back] I love you too
  • Lance: he only said it because i said it to him first fuck he didn’t really mean if of course he didn’t shit!!
  • in that scene where Allura is telling the paladins about their responsibility as defenders of the universe, and Lance was the only one who still looked scared, he was thinking about how he’s not good enough, how he couldn’t be the pilot of the blue lion, how he’s going to inevitably fail, how the universe fucked up by picking his pathetic ass to save the universe, and the rest of the entire universe would have him to blame if Zarkon won. 
  • okay but also..being borderline means we experience emotions deeply and intensely. Lance is the best at connecting with complete strangers all across the universe because he understands how scared they are and the pain Zarkon has caused..he’d easily earn the trust and admiration of everyone the team meets and it makes it that much easier for him to protect them with everything he has.
  • Lance loves hard. he loves really really hard and he has so much love to give and he feels so much and has the biggest heart and he’s a fucking treasure and sometimes the weight of the responsibility he carries as defender of the universe breaks him into a million pieces, but every day he keeps going because he’s strong and he’s loved and his team-turned-family will always be there to support him and nothing makes him happier than that fact.

anonymous asked:

If you're up for it, @ some of the people you consider your closest friends on here and write them a little paragraph to brighten up their day! 🌞

ok so I’ve had this ask for a loooooooooooong time and I just had the time and the words to actually answer this; I’m going to try to be as genuine as I can.
in no particular order: 

- @parkejimins nat is an angel and by that I mean she really sends you messages with lots of pink hearts and sweet words and she checks up on you and she reblogs your stuff and she’s my jimin, if u know jimin then you know her. I love you so much <333333

- @jiminstiddybress / @zjoy : joy’s voice ?????????????? if you’re mad and sad and angry and frustrated ask her to send you an audio of her talking and you just cry because she has the smallest, softest, purest, kindest voice and I’m crying now thinking abt it. also she makes you the cutest edits and overall she’s the loveliest <33333

- @cherriamour : sereena is a very beautiful person inside and out (follow her ig she’s just mindblowing) and I hope and pray she becomes a successful writer and she touches souls and hearts in every small corner in this world. also she loves jungkook in the most beautiful and pure way sometimes I just go through her twitter and her blog and just hold back my tears because she’s everything

- @teduabts : THATS MY GIRL ENIDA I love you sis so much, you try your best every day and I’m so proud of you and the beautiful woman you grow into every day even though you’re a leo I would die a thousand deaths for you I love you little one <3

- @1cutae : small tiny amina you’re the loveliest, I cant stop thinking abt your lil pinky its the cutest omg. hope your years in college went well overall and I hope and pray the best for you I love you <33

- @sunriseblves : love you elena, and I love you even more when we talk abt the ghibli movies and vmin :((( I’m tearing up just thinking abt the scene in spirited away where they’re falling and the little teardrops wow :((((((((( ok so I cant wait to visit Portugal and for us to meet up and u can show me all the good places 

- @foryoubybts : MISS HEATHER kjfnkdsjfn I really cant wait to fly over England and listen to you talk in your accent kjndkjsnfkjdsn idk why I was thinking abt it also yea I love how you have fun and laugh even through hard and ugli times I love your positivity <33

- @tsarkoshei : EMILYYYYYYYYYYYYYY the one girl that visits places I want to visit myself one day and that posts the loveliest pics and lets me live through them !!! also your love for clément is endearing omg :(( love you and I hope you you have fun during your 20s (I sound like I’m 45 but its ok)

- @virjin : mayté the loveliest, the one that made me just love and love and love and pour my love onto mr seokjin wow you’re inspirational, also don’t lose your positivity and softness <33 I adore you

- @avgustea : ana !!!!!!!! how long have we been knowing each other concretely jknfkjsnd that’s a bunch of years right ????? kjdnfk wow !!!!!!!!! anyway dont remind me of how I was what I used to blog abt and all that big I’m trying to repress kjnfdkjdn also thank u for staying and even becoming a yoongi stand Yas Queen <333 love you 

- @sheis : I cant NOT talk abt Kassidy the queen of dark pics in hotels, planes and all that. my inspiration every day, also you’re the cutest really and so sweet and nice and :((( you’re my daughter idk if I ever told u but u are <333

- @jimin : uhhhhhhhh maylen ??????? queen of canon urls or however you guys call them ??????? anyway on twitter ur much more fun jvbjdnfkjsdn no seriously shes so lovely and endearing she zooms on jimins tooth and nose and pinky like I love waking up to that <33333 love u

- @baklavangel : KRIS BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICH I love you Iove you I love you I love you I love you I love you soooooooooooooooo much wow we both would love to have lots and lots of kids and we both cant stand men at all !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you’re so relatable all the time and your inspirational corny pseudo nihilist posts ????????? I love them I love you I missed you and miss u every day when we dont talk

- @hiverum : I love you sis, I’m not gonna say everything here because I wouldn’t have the place and time and enough characters and because its between us and us alone and just know that I love you and think about you all the time and I hope and pray only the best for you. I’m here for you.

edit: I’m gonna update this for every new person or old person I talk to for the first time or retalk to <33

astro witch coven au (eunwoo)

introduction | rocky | eunwoo | moon bin | mj | jinjin

  • he trained under Snuper’s coven as an apprentice
    • Snuper as the OG healing team – they’re all nurses but with different healing methods
    • Eunwoo primarily adopted Sangil’s method of healing via prolonged skin-ship
  • but as we all know Eunwoo is ridiculously smart            
    • he’s picked up Sebin’s (emotional and psychological healing via empath links) and Suhyun’s (healing aided by chanting and potions) by mere exposure during the time he trained under Sangil
    • it was really weird when they found out because one day there was this kid who stumbled in with his hand dripping with some glowing substance that couldn’t be wiped off
    • and normally with supernatural substances Taewoong or Suhyun are called in
    • but Taewoong had no luck after an hour and Suhyun wasn’t in and the poor boy looked like he was in so much pain that Eunwoo had to do something
    • so Eunwoo sat him down, gritted his teeth, slid on his glasses and tried to remember as much as possible what he’s seen Suhyun do in these situations
    • and somehow after 2 hours of low-pitched chanting and a sweating Eunwoo and three discarded healing-song books, the substance finally slid off the boy’s hand
    • yeah he was shookt
    • they were all shookt lmao
  • Eunwoo’s the resident Mum™
    • honestly though
    • he knows the boys sometimes don’t go to sleep for days on end, especially when MJ’s rituals require him to chant on and off for 3 days and when Rocky’s potions need constant monitoring overnight and he doesn’t trust anyone to do it
      • and so he sometimes presses his fingers to their back to help relax their muscles and prepare them for the long night ahead
      • but most of the time he just presses food on them and makes sure they eat on time at least
    • also sometimes they’re so messy he just kind of nags them into doing all their chores
      • and Eunwoo doesn’t know this but lmao most of the time the boys just kind of hand over their chores to Jinjin for favours like leaving him alone in the room with MJ for a while
  • can be most often found surrounded by books
    • reads widely about healing methods and different diseases and ailments
    • but also reads a lot of romance novels
    • also read Twilight once and coughed so violently in shock they needed Rocky to brew an emergency potion to stop it
  • also hangs around Bin a lot
  • like a lot
    • it’s not even a joke anymore at this point
  • whenever anyone comes to seek Eunwoo the rest of Astro doesn’t even bother going to the Healing room to look for Eunwoo they just ring Bin’s bell in a specific pattern and Bin has to rouse Eunwoo from whatever he was reading or from whoever (Bin) he’s staring at to go to his patient
    • Eunwoo maintains that this is because Bin often puts too much of his energy trying out a new spell and passes out and needs Eunwoo to revive him but
    • we all know why he’s there
    • team s o A P
    • he will deny it until the day he dies but he loves seeing blue energy flow out of Bin’s hands and into the talisman
    • it’s just so graceful?????
    • and the way Bin’s fingers gently manoeuvre and mold the ball of light ?????????? beautiful
    • sometimes the energy doesn’t work well and Bin has to focus and his eyes shine with attention and concentration and ???? wow Eunwoo loves that look
    • incredible
    • and sometimes Bin’s doing basic things like cleaning the crystals he has to charm or polishing his glasses and he starts humming and smiling to himself and his hair falls into his eyes and wow
    • like, wow
    • wow Eunwoo is so whipped
    • but don’t suggest it to him because he’ll just get flustered and his eyes will widen and he’ll stammer trying to deny everything
    • “hahahAHAH who ??? has a crush??? on Bin??????? what is a crush haha who’s Bin I’ve never heard of him hHAHhhahahhhhh”
  • yeah he gets flustered and blushes very easily can you tell
  • is the one that recruited Bin into the coven
    • wow let me tell you he’s been whipped for Bin the moment the idiot showed up with a bleeding cut and about 10 crystals hovering around his head
    • but that’s also a story for another time
  • is the coven co-founder along with Rocky
  • this is a long story are you ready because here we go
    • so one day a witch bursts into the Snuper coven house carrying his daughter on his back and she’s bleeding out everywhere and he’s crying and panicking and pleading, pleading for someone to help her and he’d do anything, just please –
    • and so Sangil and Suhyun hurriedly clear a Healing table and set her down and Sangho starts treating her wounds with human medicine but her blood won’t stop flowing out 
    • and immediately Taewoong brings out his elemental equipment and Sangil places his hand on her stomach and they start work
    • both witches sit by her bed for two days and two nights, both stopping briefly only for short breaks when Suhyun delivers the patient’s next batch of potions and begins his chanting
    • and because the main touch-Healer Sangil is taken up, apprentice Eunwoo is left to tend to the rest of the patients coming in
    • a lot of them
    • a lot of patients
    • okay, not that many
    • but more than what Eunwoo is used to given that he’s only been dealing with at most two patients a day but now he has to deal with up to ten and by the end of the two days and two nights with very little sleep or rest Eunwoo is exhausted and near the brink of collapse
    • he’s transferred nearly all his energy to other people during their skin-ship and it’s just really draining
    • and so Suhyun tells him gently to go outside and take a break and walk over to the Bangtan coven to pick up more potions please because we’re running out
    • and so he does
    • and he’s directed into the Potions shop in the basement of the coven house
    • and remember how I said the first time Eunwoo walks into the potion room he nearly gets smacked on the head by a flying glass vial
    • lmao
    • it was Rocky
    • (“thanks a lot, Park Minhyuk” – Eunwoo, still bitter to this day)
    • and so exhausted Eunwoo stands teetering on the threshold of Rocky’s Yoongi’s potions room and wow he’s heard from Suhyun that Yoongi was pretty smol and emo and grumpy but
    • this witch standing behind a bubbling cauldron two metres away is smoller and grumpier than he expects
    • also younger
    • Eunwoo coughs“I gotta ??? get an order ??? for Suhyun? ?? ?? ??????????” mm yes very coherent, Eunwoo
    • he watches as Yoongi Rocky waves his hand and warm golden waves wrap themselves around vials on a nearby table and wafts them into an open bag, which floats over to Eunwoo
    • except Eunwoo’s eyes are slipping closed and he sags against the doorway for support
    • and our smol Rocky, while grumpy, is somewhat alarmed
    • he tugs the closest Restoration potion from the wall of potion vials behind him and runs over to Eunwoo, uncorking the bottle and tipping it into Eunwoo’s mouth
    • “drink, you idiot”
      • Eunwoo is also still bitter to this day that Rocky dropped honorifics but
      • when someone is saving your life I guess you can’t be picky
    • and Rocky looks so threatening and grumpy and also mildly alarmed that Eunwoo opens his mouth in alarm and nearly chokes on the Restoration potion
    • and Eunwoo isn’t sure if anything someone so grumpy made could ever work well because Eunwoo was taught that you have to be in a good mood to help and heal people ???
    • wrong (ddeng sound)
    • it worked very well
    • honestly, too well
    • Eunwoo’s eyes shoot open and he feels tingling all the way down to his feet, a gentle green light running over his limbs and all the way down to his fingertips and toes
    • !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! – Eunwoo, at that point in time
    • because he’s never had such a strong reaction to a Restoration potion before?? even when Suhyun got it from this place and he gave some to Eunwoo he’s never had such an in-tune reaction to the potion
    • literally though Eunwoo’s glow only comes out when he’s touching someone and in the conscious process of Healing
    • but he’s now glowing with green light all over and he’s laughing and everything seems clearer and brighter and he’s grinning down at the now more-than-slightly alarmed Rocky
    • and offers to set up a coven with Rocky right then and there because how??? does this smol potioneer (that he discovers in a bit is Not Yoongi and is in fact his smol cousin) 
    • and proceeds to sweep out of the Bangtan house to put down a lease payment for a new coven house before Rocky even agrees
    • Rocky was shookt, to say the least 
    • so was I, Rocky, so was I

bin’s up next y’all pls anticipate