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Was reading a bloodymary fic and had to stop because I was filled with jealousy to the point I could not focus. Not because I was jealous of like either of the characters for getting to make out with the other but souly because they have someone to make out with.
I have this idea for a discodoll fic that stems from the fact that the dolls in Barbieland like feel how they're being played with (don't quote me on that I'm not 100% sure).
So the basic premise is that warfstache finds Ken's doll equivalent in the real world and he plays with it. But not in a normal way.
In Barbieland Ken's having thoughts of violence and feelings all of these insane and volatile emotions that definitely don't belong to a child. But ken is pretending everything is fine until it gets to night and he feels something different.
It feels weird like tingling in his plastic and like he's being kissed by a giant. He can feel calloused hands running along his plastic and it's exhilarating.
After all of that he tries to get weird Barbie to help but well she's less than useful only giving him the advice to go find whoever's playing with him. Ken would rather not leave Barbieland, the real world is weird and grey.
Anyway uh I'm not sure how I'd end it or anything. I really want to write it but I'm so exhausted I can hardly do anything so it might take a while.
Y'all will be happy to know I've started writing it!!!! Yippee. I'm still really fucking tired but I'm doing it because warfstache deserves that plastussy.
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I have this idea for a discodoll fic that stems from the fact that the dolls in Barbieland like feel how they're being played with (don't quote me on that I'm not 100% sure).
So the basic premise is that warfstache finds Ken's doll equivalent in the real world and he plays with it. But not in a normal way.
In Barbieland Ken's having thoughts of violence and feelings all of these insane and volatile emotions that definitely don't belong to a child. But ken is pretending everything is fine until it gets to night and he feels something different.
It feels weird like tingling in his plastic and like he's being kissed by a giant. He can feel calloused hands running along his plastic and it's exhilarating.
After all of that he tries to get weird Barbie to help but well she's less than useful only giving him the advice to go find whoever's playing with him. Ken would rather not leave Barbieland, the real world is weird and grey.
Anyway uh I'm not sure how I'd end it or anything. I really want to write it but I'm so exhausted I can hardly do anything so it might take a while.
so I posted the first chapter of a "you go down just like holy Mary" yesterday... today I was sent to the hospital because my GP thinks my appendix is gonna go ka boom, the consultant at the hospital doesn't think it's my appendix and because I got so stressed about the bloods that I stopped being able to walk or speak (thanks fnd!). So they came to the decision that it's probably fine to wait two days for ultrasounds that hopefully show the problem and that I won't need a blood test!
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The first chapter of "You go down just like holy Mary" dropped! The next two are currently in the works!
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Ok so I've been seeing people using a ton of different names for these guys
So I'm curious what everyone calls them? I just call them the pornipliers but I wanted to know if like each one had their own name or if anyone called them something different?
Why do people take codeine recreationally? This has been on my mind as I've been taking it for my period and bladder pain recently. I don't understand how it could be fun?
Maybe it's just because I don't like it but it sucks, it makes me feel off and it doesn't always affect me the same way. Sometimes I can't do anything properly or I'm just slightly more giggly. Then it starts to wear off and I'm just exhausted and can hardly keep my eyes open. Oh and don't get me started on the dreams they're so realistic and fucking weird as shit.
Bloodymary first meeting scene idea that I'm gonna throw to y'all like scraps cus I ain't finishing ts. With a freaking out Simon and a freaked out grace ;)
Simon waking up in a medical room, the lights are so bright it's hurting his eyes. He pushes himself up and sees a man with shaggy blonde hair hunched over a desk. The man doesn't know he's up...
He glaces around frantically, heart racing as he comes to his bearings. His boots hit the floor before he slams the blonde into the ground. Simon's hand pressing against the others throat. "I'm not fucking going back down! You can't make you fucking c.o.i bastard" Simon presses his knee to the blondes chest.
"c.o.i? Wha-what are you-" The blonde splutters, eyes widening as a deep flush spreads across their cheeks.
What. Something presses against his shin, hardening quickly with each passing second. "What the fuck! Of course you sick c.o.i pig" Simon growls in disgust, making the other man whimper. "Disgusting" he spits pushing the man away. "I'm not going back! I'll fucking kill you if you're make me go back down there" Simon stands over the blonde heap on the floor.
"huh- wait slow down.. send you back where? What's the c.o.i?" The blonde fixes their glasses, using their cardi to cover the tent he pitched.
"oh don't play dumb!" He snarls, "you know what I'm talking about!" Hand curling into a fist by his side.
"I-i don't" he huffs, "I don't know what you're talking about." He shifts uncomfortably.
"tell me the fucking truth!" Simon's boot heel slams down on his crotch, grinding the heel in to watch the other man squirm. "What do you want from me!?" He yells
"I just wanted to help you-ack!" He lets out a sharp gasp as Simon presses harder.
"don't lie!" He snaps! A very solid object slams straight into Simon launching him to the ground. His head smacks into the ground. "What the-" the once flying projectile skitters over to the blonde.
"grace hurt, question?" The thing asks.
"I'm okay" grace groans sitting up, the cardigan staying firmly against his lap.
"no believe grace, statement." That thing sounds concerned
"I'm o-"
"what the fucking is happening!" Simon shouts, a crazed look in his eyes. He stands, pressing his hand to his head.
"oh are you okay?" The blonde cocks his head before turning to that thing. "I told you to be careful with him. You know humans are fragile" grace hisses.
"pft! Like your one to say anything, fucking pervert! Popping a fucking boner you sick bastard" Simon snarls at grace.
"what is boner, question?" The creature questions grace.
The last con I went too I was cosplaying warfstache. My favourite cocktail is a martini(specifically a pornstar martini) which also happens to be the cocktail he has in Wilford "mother-loving" warfstache. So I'm sat drinking my martini while my friends are bowling and manage to spill it down my fucking shirt.
That was so canon yet not canon of me at the same time because he'd never spill his drink but he'd definitely have a martini.
no no, i get it. i can see why you're confused- I want the CANON to be completely platonic, fucked-up exploration of intimacy that transcends human sexuality but never includes human sexuality.
I want to be the pervert that makes them fuck.
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Guys there's a chance my auntie or at least her girlfriend has read some of my fanfiction. Like they could have read my smut!? Her gf is a Sylus, Caleb and Rafayel main! I write Caleb and Rafayel x reader fics! Oh god...
Yall wtf do you mean they're canceling valko.
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I'm so mad that they cancelled valko. Everyone is saying to boycott, to uninstall if we don't get him back. I just I don't think I can. I feel so fucking awful I want to help, I love valko but rafayel is keeping me sane. He is one of the few things keeping me clean and I just can't give that up. I hate what they've done and obviously I'm angry I just don't know what to do. Rafayel is my life line. I know it's crazy that a fictional character is what's keeping me alive. But it's the truth. This game gives me something to look forward too. At least it did, I still love the game I still love my mains.
I can't believe other players had to ruin it for us! It's so easy to ignore a li you don't like! I do it all the time with zayne! I hate him but I'd never try and have him removed! Other people love him just because he annoys me or I don't like him doesn't make him bad so why do those things make valko bad enough to be removed before he could even drop.
Does anyone else have a hard time understanding when something has sexual intent behind it?
Like logically I understand that pin up and burlesque is sexual but also I don't see it as sexual. It's beautiful and creative. I think maybe I just don't understand how something with so much passion, effort and beauty can be just sexual? Because what do you mean it's just about sex! It's so much more than that! It's art!