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friedsewerrat​:

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Pleasure was a blinding thing, wasn’t it? Caused illusions to manifest and swallow reality. Away it went, down the jaws of debauchery and shame. Vlad had no shame in this moment. Pants hardly brought down past his thighs and knees, in an embrace with someone so despicable. And what did that make Vlad? To tangle himself into someone who brought harm to those me meant to protect, was that not reprehensible?

Tomorrow was a different day. Five minutes from now another problem and right now Vlad only concerned with chasing that next intoxication. Hips bruised and cried, he refused to stop moving within such a grotesquely alluring man. Finger grazed and clawed against the cold ground while a jaw tightened to keep himself quiet. 

A minimal success, grunts escaped feral and brutal. He knew nearing the euphoric end. Cursed ran common now as pleasure curled up his spine. It only a matter of time now but Vlad would chase every second of it. 

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derhaifischderhattraenen​:

“Hahaha, yeah stupidly brave and way too stubborn for his own good sometimes.” People say Michael and his dog were the same in those aspects.

“I’d love to meet your dogs sometime. Maybe we could arrange a play-date. If yours are fine with it of course. I bet mine would enjoy playing together. They are missing their friends back home.” At times, he felt bad taking them away from their home but it was too late for regrets now. Perhaps this would make them feel less lonely…. and also himself.

A playdate would lift Chanpu and Banira’s spirits. Maybe Chanpu would keep himself awake for the entire duration. The stubby dog had quite the habit of taking impromptu naps. Banira would be thrilled as she typically was when around other dogs. Vlad admitted he hadn’t been socializing them as much. The time crunches between his students and the madness of the recent past put a hefty roadblock into the hero’s routine. “I’m down for a meet and greet.”

Though it seemed Vlad wasn’t the only one adjusting. “That so? Where are you all from originally? Dogs can get real bummed out about separation. Part of the reason I have a camera set up so I can check in with them every couple of hours during downtime at work.” 

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whisperingarts​:

Nodding to the name that was given in return, he would remember that for later on. The altered male stood there silent as he listened to Kan explain what the mission was that they were going on and his head tilted slightly, almost like a bird. 

“I can do what… you need me to..” He rasped out, his voice rough from disuse though he was truly trying. Blackened hands moved to pull leather gloves onto them as he looked down at himself. He had a small pouch on his hip that held a single roll of bandages, antiseptic spray and a needle and thread for medical purposes. On his belt were two smoke grenades, a dagger and his support tool pen. Once he was sure that he had everything, he looked back up to Kan.

“First job….” He thought a moment before nodding. “I only.. recently woke up, sir.” Keiran muttered. He knew that the other may not think he was ready, but with the ‘tests’ he had gone through already, the only thing he was slow on was speaking. The small male knew he could get a job done.. and kill easily.

“I’m no sir. Don’t call me that. I already told you what to call me.” Kan didn’t look at Keiran. Instead his eyes focused on loading the chamber of his pistols and holstering them to his thighs and hips. Of all the people to work with, it had to be this one. He who spoke with a rasp and in strange riddles. Woke up recently? The hell did that mean? This man looked like no infant or child, what sort of sleep had he been in?

Kan pulled his gloves over scarred hands. The tight and rough material irritating against his chapped skin, though, Kan made no motions of discomfort. “If this is your first job, your boss must think of you as capable-” -or disposable- “-for you to accompany me for this. Tell me what it is you can do. That single wing of yours doesn’t give me the impression you can fly particularly well. So what are the talents you have?” 

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whisperingarts​:

Little information had been given to the nomu before it had been sent out with Kan. It had been a bit short notice, Keiran had been trying to work with some ‘staff’ that had been helping him regain his use of speaking to make information gathering easier as well as communication when he had been told that he was going out on a mission.

As he stood there, bright, moon like jade eyes looked up at the man that towered over him with his small stature. Blinking slightly, a slight look of curiosity filled his gaze as he listened to the other before rose tinted lips parted. “I was told… it was Keiran..” He muttered out lightly. His singular wing flexed behind him, seeming to stretch out as if getting ready for action. “Who are.. you?” Keiran asked with a tilt of his head. He had been told to listen to every word and follow this man, but hadn’t been told his name. “I will do.. whatever.. you need.”

He was told? Told that ‘Keiran’ was his name? Kan’s gaze stared into clouded jades but the man found no answers within them. The sluggish nature of his speech and the twitchy movements of his body almost made him appear animalistic. A creature out of place in the world around him. What a strange man this was. Though, suppose Kan had little place to judge. 

“Nosferatu. You can refer to me as that. This isn’t exactly my first time with this sort of thing. You were instructed on what we are doing I hope. Whether you did or didn’t doesn’t matter because I’m going to debrief anyway.” He couldn’t make Keiran listen and if this creature proved clueless then Kan would have to do majority of the work. Not entirely a problem, though, breaking into a weapons warehouse to steal bio-chemicals was a great task. “We’re breaking into a facility where they store weapons. My employer, your boss I guess, only has interest into the bio-chemical supplies. That’s the main focus.” 

Though Kan would be taking a few carriable firearms as another form of payment. “You got that? This your first job?”

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// Okay. I was going to be quiet about it as I said in my last post. I didnt want for this to be a big thing. I just wanna rp here and chill and people are blowing up about a joke url. 

But now someone came into my DMs and straight up called me a Nazi????

You’re legit doing the exact thing you want to cancel me for???? WHAT???

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@balynce

[atlasenduring]

Alright, let's talk about @friedsewerrat.

First off: I have yet to see a single source for the usage of "rat" being a slur towards Japanese people in modern times.

It was used during WW2, yes, but what does that really mean? It was also used as a slur against Jewish people — and against Germans. And against African-American people, and against Italians and poor people in Brazil, against several other groups of people in several other countries with varying degrees of usage in propoganda, lexicon and context.

Rats, in Western culture, are related to vermin, to dirt, to disease and to unwanted things. But, if you may be so kind as to look the other way, rats have a very different connotation in Japanese culture.

What I'm asking for is: provide us with sources on the usage of "rat" as a slur. Provide sources on Japanese-American people's feelings about the word, preferably that aren't a callout post in itself.

It's easy to point and call racism, can you back up your claims? Can we get one person of Asian descent here to say if the word is really on the same level as one that, if someone had used on their url, they would have been called out for as soon as their blog started, as opposed to nine months after, when there had been not a single whisper of controversy before?

It is so very easy to decide that you are now the holder of the truth because you saw one post — also without any sources aside from WWII propaganda pictures — and decided that it was no longer okay for someone to have the url they've had since March, and now they must correct themselves because of your and your friends' say-so.

"I don't want to cancel them", no. You just want to bend people to your will based off one Tumblr post and mob mentality, because you cannot comprehend that maybe the post is just someone blowing one thing out of proportion.

Addendum: very funny how everyone wants to shove North American standards and politics into everyone else. Have you thought that people don't have the same experience as you do? Sometimes a rat is just a rat, and people are in fact reffering to the animal.

Unfollow me if you must. Hell, cancel me if you feel like it, I'm going right back to my hiatus anyway. Dig through my blog and my twitter account and find shit worth calling me out for, if you ought to. But do your research and see if you're talking out of your ass or not.

And, by the way, the burden of proof falls with the accusers, not the accused. Provide proof that this is a slur on par with the f-slur, as you have so kindly compared it to, then come back.

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@whisperingarts​

Kan was in need of some money. His supply running dry after a string of operations against a patrol of police. The outcome of had been majority favorable but to ensure it’s best results, Kan would need materials. Materials costed money and money was something he had little of at the moment. Flicking a cigarette to the ground, a steal toed boot eliminated its flame. 

“So,” Kan directed his reddened gaze towards his forced accomplice. The willfulness Kan felt becoming overbearing but he’d put that away in order to get his needs met. “...you’re the one who they put me with tonight? You got a name I can call you by? I’d rather not just call you something like ‘guy’ or ‘buddy’.” 

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OCxCanon ships are <3

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friedsewerrat​:

The heat enveloped him torturous and cruel. It everything Vlad wanted out of his. The man under him a body to provide him pleasure. A faceless entity who provided Vlad the warmth he had desperately craved for months now. It mattered who it was as long the blood hero was able to touch that wanton desire he missed so much. 

Never once did he slow his space. Hips collided against each other like a summer storm, turbulent, violent and messy. His lip curled and his teeth were bared as snarls and groans reverberated. Vlad knew if he didn’t keep his jaw tightly clenched his groans of wanton would travel farther than he wanted.  

He nearly slipped up when iron like claws buried themselves into his shoulders. If only that layer of clothing hadn’t been there. The marks would be even more prominent and the pain more real. Vlad took a hand and gripped Dabi’s jaw, staring down at him. “I’m not done with you. Not yet.” With that he pressed his lips against the other’s, a tongue invading Dabi’s mouth commanding and greedy. Vlad angled his hips upwards, purposefully jabbing at that spot repeatedly and mercilessly. 

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Digits in his hair pulling and tearing. It brought forth a hiss and groan from his throat. Vlad ripped his mouth from Dabi’s, blood staining his bottom lip and traveling down his chin. It wouldn’t be the end though, his mouth latched onto the thin man’s collar and bit. That familiar taste of iron graced his tongue yet the odd and unsavory texture of marred skin made him want to gag. 

It was perfect really, doing something so carnal with trash like him. The pain was heavenly and Vlad could only imagine what pleasure would find him. He wasn’t going to wait any longer. The blood hero tossed his large belt off and pulled his pants down barely to his thighs. He snatched up a condom from the man’s belongings, he didn’t care if it fit properly. He only wanted to feel good. 

The latex was tight but Vlad would make do. He tore Dabi’s hand away, set on replacing his fingers with his own length. He made good on his intentions and found himself buried inside the villain rough and messy. The heat Vlad felt wretchedly divine and his head craned back. It even better when he began to began to thrust his hips forward, rocking himself into the man beneath him. 

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theoriesoflove​:

“Nah, just lucky. Or unlucky, dependin’ on how you look at it.” 

Tao almost said that the actual strong one was his boyfriend, but seeing as how Tamaki had just graduated from here – even with only three years’ age difference between them – he decided not to. There was no risk of him checking out current students, but didn’t want to make things weird regardless.

Tao marked up a paper and set it aside. Luckily, most of these kids knew what they were doing so it wasn’t a lot of brain power on his end.

“So, how’d you end up teachin’? Was that always a goal of yours, or did you up and decide to guide the next generation one day?”

Vlad King leaned back in his chair, taking his mind off the papers he had been reviewing. He hummed as memories of the previous years started to flood back into his mind. The goal he started with had not been the goal he completed. It had changed and become something else over the years. 

“Nah, it wasn’t always a goal.” Vlad then recalled his mother and the accident. That feeling of absolute powerlessness and uselessness was suffocating. “I originally planned to work only as a Pro Hero. It was a great gig for awhile but I really enjoyed mentoring the new interns at the agency I worked at.”

There was use in that, he had told himself and his mother seemed happy at his decision to teach. “So I started looking for some teaching positions. Weren’t many open at the time but I snagged myself a position here and eventually got the position as a main teacher.” 

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friedsewerrat​:

It wasn’t that Dabi was particularly into being choked like that, it hurt immensely! However he still couldn’t help but return the hateful glare with a crooked, mocking grin purely because it amused him that he got the hero to act so violently.

As well as he could in choke-hold Dabi returned the kiss. It didn’t take long for him to start fighting back, pushing against Vald’s chest to get him off but of course the starving villain couldn’t move someone as muscular as Vlad, not even an inch! That was what truly got him going! He kept up this game, let the hero choke him while he helplessly struggled. Only when he could feel his last breath taken from him did Dabi finally heat up the palms of his hands to make the hero let go or be burnt!

When he was finally released Dabi desperately drew the air back into his lungs, rubbing over his bruising neck. “Didn’t know… you were so hard for me hero…” He joked hoarsely and licked the blood from his lips.

His eyes flashed with increasing hatred. It was awful, disgusting. A piece of shit like this villain laying under him despicable and it was all Vlad needed. Nothing could stop the fire building in his chest. Judgment clouded by primal instincts and urges. 

Was the blood hero hard? Yes. Yes he was. Very much so in fact.It’d been ages since he’d gotten his dick wet and that all Vlad wanted to do now. Fuck some lowlife like Dabi and forget about everything until it was all over. He snarled, spitting some of his blood onto Dabi’s shirt. He leaned over him, the burns still making Vlad’s skin tingle. “I thought I told you to shut the fuck up!”

Roughly, his hand dipped past Dabi’s waistline and took his length into his fist. No spare part of him wasn’t charred it seemed. Vlad gripped and moved his palm along his length, unforgiving and tight. His mouth crashed back down onto Dabi’s again. This time, his teeth clacked against the other’s as his tongue invaded and pushed. 

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friedsewerrat​:

It came somewhat to Dabi’s surprise when the restraints melted from his legs and the hero pressed him to the ground instead. He didn’t take Vlad King as the type to get flustered so easily!

“Mmmm Kinkyyy” The villain purred in a low tone as he grabbed hold of the hero’s wrist and pulled it closer. “Common, you can do better than this. I’m hardly chocking."  His other hand went to unbuckle his belt.

The glare in his eyes seethed in rage. His grip full of wrath as he kept Dabi to the ground. “You that eager to choke? Fine then. Choke.” The words were growled in hatred, contempt and choler. 

His hand was swift in grabbing that slender neck. He pulled it upwards, red eyes staring at charred lips. It wasn’t longer before Vlad crashed his own onto Dabi’s. He tasted just as awful as he looked. Yet, Vlad only deepened the wrathful kiss. His sharp teeth digging into his skin, biting and scratching. 

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friedsewerrat​:

Dabi snickered. “Wow, that is awfully cruel of you to say but I can’t argue that you’re wrong either.” He probably should try to escape but Dabi was all too ready to be thrown around and used like a sex toy to try to resist this man. So instead he used his unrestrained hands to reach down to grab the hero’s crotch and give it a strong squeeze.

His blood boiled, bringing a rise of heat to his cheeks. The intimacy was scalding and emotionless. Everything that it should be. He should hate it just like he hated him but Vlad didn’t. Instead, the blood around the villain’s legs retracted and Vlad forced Dabi to the ground, his hand gripping his mangled neck. 

“Shut the fuck up.” Vlad seethed as he hovered above him. 

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friedsewerrat​:

“Hmmmmm depends, ya talking right here in the alleyway or you gonna treat me to a hotel room first?” Dabi replied rubbing the leftover blood from his chin. Not like he actually cared though.

Vlad grabbed the unsightly man by the collar of his shirt, the blood he had used to restrain his legs continuing to harden. “You think a villain like you deserves that luxury? You’re not worth a cheap motel bed.”