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Fun addition for Sunday; stop calling sexual Sunday for "Sinday". Sex is not a sin. Stop enabling the usage of that description.
Sex is valid. Sex is okay. Sex is natural.
Too many authors find shame in writing erotica. Too many people find shame in having sexual interest. Too many people find shame in having sexual relations.
Listen.
Stop using "Sinday" instead of calling it sexual Sunday.
(( I am still around, just, don’t have any rps, lol, and I’m too anxious to approach people, and most of the people I use to rp with probably are not around anymore. So not really sure what to do. ))
I’m sorry borderlands fandom I’ll take my leave now
Picture by Gemworks
Commissioned at Zipcon 2020
Jubilee and @ashowofmoxxi ‘s Foxxi Moxxi
People might start calling this holiday Broken Hearts Day, but it is so much more than just about romantic and sexual love.
Love is just wonderful in general, even with its downs, so all of you can pry Loverpalooza from my cold dead hands!
another thing. STOP APOLOGIZING FOR NOT BEING ACTIVE / IN CHARACTER! this is a message also to myself, mind you. i find myself apologizing for a hobby. no! this is something we do in our free time for fun! a lot of us are adults ( or teens in school but i don't think any follow me but not excluding ) jobs, social lives, other random adult shit... sometimes we don't have time to write! hell, when we have time to write sometimes we aren't in the mood or don't have the energy to! we should not be looked down upon for this. it could be days, weeks or even months before we get out a reply but you can tell it's with love. why? because it wasn't forced and it was something we wanted to do! regardless, write when you want to write, shitpost when your stuck on mobile and roleplaying isn't part of your job until you somehow get paid for it! have fun! this is a hobby and not a job. enjoy it.
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Jubilee was uneasily dozing, but woke up when Abalone let Zed in. He backed up, hissing in puffs. Abalone calmed him, reassuring the boy that he was safe.
While Zed worked, there were a few words that would be repeated over and over.
Neglect
Trauma
Maltreatment.
Jubilee was afraid to be touched, and Abalone had to gently hold him so Zed could look at him. His claws had been chopped to the quick, and one was getting infected. Jubilee squeaked out and cried, confused and scared as his vitals were taken, despite understanding what was being told to him.
He was worried he would soon be someone else’s Loot Rat.
“Moxxi, mind helping?” Abalone asked, her attempts to comfort Jubilee unable to calm the squeaking boy. He was clearly afraid of Zed, and lashed out when a skin scraping was taken for culture.
Moxxi followed Zed into the room quietly, watching how the boy reacted to the presence of the doctor. If she could have, she would have asked for him to leave. But they had to check the boy out and make sure he was going to be alright. So she bit her tongue and steeled herself to get this over and done with so then the boy could relax.
The words that came out of the doctor’s mouth as he worked made the vixen feel sick. But she was glad she had ended the Nomad who had done such things to the boy. She didn’t want to think what could have happened to him had she stood back and done nothing. But Moxxi had never been one to just leave a kid suffering like how he had been.
When Abalone mentioned her name, the fox shifted over, crouching down, not wanting to seem like a threat. Her movements were slow, voice soft, needing him to focus on her instead of the doctor, reaching the back of her hand out towards him to show she wasn’t going to grab him.
“Hey, hey, shhh, you’re alright. You’re safe. That Nomad isn’t gonna harm you ever again. I will not let anyone harm you while you are here under my care. You’re ok. We’re gonna get you all healthy and happy, alright. I promise, you will be ok.”
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Jubilee found himself taken to the lodging area of the place, and into a room. Somehow, some clothes were already folded on the bed waiting.
“Wow, Abalone’s fast…” commented a staff member.
“She always has clean clothes. Never know when a needy kid arrives…” said another.
Jubilee went to get a proper shower for once, and he carefully washed the nasty rashes he had from sleeping outside. He had noticed just how many Rats worked for this woman.
…Yet they seemed happy.
Clean, Jubilee stepped out, and got himself dressed in the clean clothes. An elderly Rat was waiting for him once he was dressed. “Hello, dear, I am Abalone. You can call me Grandma if you want.”
“Hi…” Jubilee smiled, and the two sniffed at each other’s faces before Abalone checked Jubilee’s hair.
“Hmm, oh good, no licccce. No fleassss. Oh but these rashessss…” Abalone frowned in concern. “Moxxi is dialing the doctor to sssee you. But for now, resssst. You are sssafe.”
It would take a moment for Zed to come over, but Moxxi wasn’t in any rush anymore. The main threat was gone. From now on, she would do what she had to do, no matter how long it would take. All her focus was on the boy they just saved from the Nomad.
She had gone back out to the bar to wait for the arrival of the doctor, pouring herself a shot to distract her from the small of blood. Not that she hated it, but the last thing she wanted right now was to think too much on the while scenario that just happened. It was rare, thankfully, that she ever had to get that violent, and no one in the place would dare mention that it happened while she was around. They knew better.
Once the doctor had entered, Moxxi told him what had happened, a quiet conversation at the side of the bar, near the door that lead to the rest of the building. It was once she gave what information she could to the other, that she lead him back towards where Abalone was with the boy.
Hopefully they could help him heal after all he had been through.
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Drawing of “Lovestruck Foxxi Moxxi” for @ashowofmoxxi
Inspired by Cupid’s Kiss collector Barbie
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The Midgees panicked, and one dropped Jubilee’s chain as he ran. A staff member scooped the boy up and rushed him to the back.
In the kitchen, staff took the collar off Jubilee, who was in stunned, eerie silence. He said nothing; he did not move. Jubilee only listened to the chaos just outside.
Then, there was a gunshot, and Jubilee finally started to sob. A staff member, a middle-aged Rat, embraced the boy and comforted him, praying with him and promising that no one would allow harm to come to him ever again.
All eyes were on the doors. All waited for Mad Moxxi.
The entire room had their eyes on the scene, but no one moved to help the Nomad. It was rare to see Moxxi actually take someone down. The regulars knowing the rules and respecting the vixen enough to know better. So all they did was watch with baited breath for the final part.
The shot echoed through the building, Moxxi lifting the smoking pistol up as she lifted her paw, white fur splattered red as she stepped down onto the floor. A breathed huffed past her lips, holstering Rubi, hand not touched by blood moving up to tuck a strand of hair back out of her face.
A simple word had a few people moving to get the body out of the building, before the vixen’s eyes turned towards the door to the back, ignoring the eyes on her as she headed out of the room.
She probably looked like a mess compared to normal, face softening as her character fell ever so slightly, crouching down to the boy’s level, keeping her hands to herself for the moment.
“Yer alright now, darlin’. Lets get you all cleaned up and warm.”
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❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them.
💛: Loves them platonically.
💚: Is a little jealous of them.
💙: Feels pretty indifferent towards them.
💜: Finds them sexually attractive.
💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive.
💗: Finds them romantically attractive.
💞: Feels attracted to them, but can’t work out if it’s platonic, sexual, or romantic attraction they’re feeling.
💝: Looks up to them as a role model.
💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.
💔: Hates their guts.
💘: Doesn’t really like them, but doesn’t flat-out hate them either.
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The Nomad put a massive hand on Jubilee’s head, making the boy squeeze his eyes shut. “I’ve had him for three years, woman. He’s doing just fine as he is. You wouldn’t believe what I had to do to get him.”
The Midgees chuckled nervously, knowing exactly what their leader had done, and how quickly he’d turn if he didn’t have Jubilee hunting for loot to satiate his greed. They did not want back on the shield.
The staff waited for the moment the Nomad would take his hands off Jubilee, to swoop in and make the grab. The Nomad leashed Jubilee and handed the chain off to a Midgee, as he went to pay his tab and leave.
The Midgee tugged the chain, and Jubilee went with him.
Pupils had become slits as the man placed his hand onto the boy, the title of woman leaving his lips as he addressed Moxxi. Indeed, she was a woman. But there was something in the tone of the words as it fell from his lips that didn’t feel well for her. She didn’t like that, and she didn’t like him.
The movement of handing him off to one of the Midgees, had the vixen realize her window of getting the boy out of this situation was dwindling, ad fast, so she had to act quick. Good thing the Nomad was focused on paying his tab, otherwise he would have seen the shift in the bar owner’s form as she dug claws into the floor to launch herself at the man.
The thrill was enough to have her grinning as she moved to basically scale his large form, getting herself up onto his shoulders. With a bit of alcohol in his system, and the advantage of surprise, the fox woman had moved to use the large figure’s mass against him. Legs wrapping around his head to help disorientate him more so she could throw her weight back and cause the motion to knock him off balance. You know what they say, the bigger they are the harder they fall, and she was hoping he impact would force the air from his lungs.
It was once he was on the ground, that she jumped up onto him, a paw pressing against his upper chest, claws so close to digging into his throat, the barrel of her favorite pistol, Rubi, aimed straight between the man’s eyes, teeth bared.
“Now, let’s see if we can work this out again.”
PSA: Set your Own Boundaries. Don’t Let People Control You.
This is something I have been noticing constantly with some of my mutuals, especially with those who have tendency to be people pleasers. After seeing a few instances of how this aspect of their personality has put them in rather unsavory situations, I decided to write this post up because I think it really needs to be said to all because it is incredibly important.
I recently saw someone sending an anonymous ask to my dearest friend saying “You never respond to anything I send you,”, which my friend got heavily affected just by those very words. There is also the notion in the RPC that there are many who don’t respond to what is sent to them and only answer select people…..Which is bullshit because you can be picky with which you wanna respond with. After seeing them break down, I felt this is going out of control & a post is to be made which is this very post.
Please set your own boundaries, set your foot down when you absolutely have to. What does that mean? It means to not let people walk all over you because you were unable to set your own boundaries on how people interact with you. Now what does that mean?
If you are uncomfortable with something, don’t follow through with it and say no.
Only able to answer select meme asks? Don’t worry, just answer the ones you can answer and you can either not answer the rest or save them for later.
Don’t agree with something? You are free to express your disagreement, no matter how ‘unpopular it is’.
Diverting from what majority of the fandom likes to think about a canon character/concept/whatever headcanon wise? Go ahead, write it. You are free to express disagreement with fanon.
…And much more.
Therefore, if someone is out there trying to force you into the other way other than the direction you wanna feel comfy in, please drop them. They are not you. They have absolutely no right to control you in any form. I am saying this as someone who used to not set her own boundaries & was a bit of a people pleaser; going with what everyone thinks rather than what I think and even allowed myself to believe in the words of someone using suicide to control me & keep my attention and energy on them 24/7. After I found out this person has been lying and manipulating me the entire, that is when I decided to set my own grounds & not let people control me in such manner.
So…..I started to set my own boundaries:
I set what I am good & not good with. If I am not good with something, I explain.
If I cannot respond or wanna drop something, I explain.
If I sense bullshit from my gut, I listen to it. Honestly, please listen to your gut and if your gut is saying this is not ok or anything off, it is 99.99999999% of the time correct so please listen to your guardian angel the gut.
If I feel I cannot answer certain things, I try to explain that I cannot.
If anyone violates or pushes your boundaries, don’t give into what they want. If you keep at it, people will start taking advantage of you & you will be consumed by giving what people want rather than focusing on your own comfort and your own needs. If it is getting to the point your followers are starting to control your life & make you mentally miserable, please step back from tumblr & take a break so you can learn how to set your boundaries.
But Sche!! This sounds so hard!! I just cannot be mean to people!! Look, I get you, I get your sentiments all too well. But, do you think it is really worth giving your energy to people who don’t allow you to be yourself, control your own blog at your own comfort and all? I felt so much better when I started to set my boundaries, listen to my gut & learned how to say no to anything I cannot handle at all or at the moment. It is hard but rewarding once you get out of the people pleaser mindset.
tl;dr Please run your blog as you see fit. Don’t let others dictate your comfort or push you around. You don’t owe anyone anything. Period.
