Is tumblr your preferred site for requests to be made? I've been following your writing on AO3 and if you're open to a request I have a few ideas abt Wild 👀👀👀 though it would help to know what things you are and aren't comfortable with!
I dont mind, either site is fine for me. And im pretty open with most things, though I am not comfortable writing rape, paedophilia, bestiality, scat, vore, or writing minors in general when it comes to nsfw, with adults or not.
Lmao you’re an adult, you shouldn’t be using the word squick. Use trigger. Use your grown up adult words to explain how you feel instead of leaning on a cutesy uwu term that no one outside of tumblr uses. It’s embarrassing.
#like...why use this baby word when you can just say how you feel about it
Found this in the original post tags and I just... SIGH
Here’s the thing, anon. Squick isn’t just ‘I don’t like this’, it’s ‘I think this is gross and it makes me deeply uncomfortable but I pass no judgement on those who enjoy it, because I acknowledge that everyone is different and those same people may have the same visceral reaction some of the things I enjoy’ and was originally made popular in the kink community.
So yeah, if you want to say that every time you come across a trope or whatever you find icky then go ahead, say that every time.
Also, this term dates back to Usenet in the early nineties, so sure, go off.
This frustrates me so much because squicks and triggers are fundamentally different things and as someone with PTSD, the distinction is super useful!
Squicks are things I find personally gross but may not be gross to someone else. They don’t upset me or provoke my PTSD, they simply do not pop my corn. Example: Omegaverse. I don’t like it, it makes me uncomfortable and I’m not going to read it, but if you like it, you do you.
Triggers are things which directly provoke my PTSD. This means that my triggers may seem completely normal and innocuous to someone else, because my triggers are so personal and intrinsically linked to a specific event in my life. My reactions to these triggers can include panic attacks and flashbacks to this traumatic event. Sometimes being triggered can affect me for several hours or even days.
Describing something as either a squick or a trigger allows me easily establish the difference in my potential reaction to something without having to go into painful detail about why bodily fluids might make me back button quickly but poker games might leave me a crying wreck.
Making this distinction, and having a specific word for something that is not your slice of pie, but also not an actual psychological trigger, is also REALLY important for making sure that the word “trigger” can retain its original, specific, purposeful, and collectively understood clinical meaning (both inside and outside online fannish communities).
If we encourage everyone to lump things that just make them slightly uncomfortable or simply aren’t to their taste in under the word “trigger”, it actually dilutes the meaning of the word. It makes it harder for us all to, for the most part, collectively agree on and understand what exactly is being described when the word gets used.
And that destruction of shared precise definitions is a problem! It is really useful to have the communal language to be able to clearly and quickly delineate between “this grosses me out, no thanks” and “this is going to set off a trauma episode, rattle my brain, and probably throw off the rest of my day/week as a result” while also maintaining your privacy, and to know that you will be understood in what you are saying. Not having it is actually detrimental to the effort of making our communities safe and navigable for people living with trauma. Which is a goal that is much more important to me, personally, than the idea of not being “cutesy” (a word which in this case which sounds a lot like it’s being used as a euphemism for “cringe”).
(Also, one has to wonder if people told Shakespeare he was being childish when he made up entirely new words that are still widely used in the English language today...... 🤔)
There’s a lot in fandom and traditional publishing I describe as squicks; things that I don’t care for or find gross. But I’m also not going to have a visceral physical/emotional reaction if I stumble on those topics by accident, and may even on occasion purposefully consume media containing those topics, because I know what I’m getting into—and again, it’s just “I don’t prefer this” or “I don’t like this” and can find well-done exceptions now and then, out of creative curiosity (and find they still aren’t my cuppa, but hey).
I am lucky in that I really don’t have much, if anything, that does prompt a physical/emotional reaction like an actual trigger would. So it’s not appropriate for me to use that term when discussing things to avoid for myself. However, if I know something is someone else’s squick or trigger, I can better warn them for it.
Anon is the one who needs to grow up if they assign age use to a collection of consonant and vowel sounds with a specific meaning that is very separate from the other word, that fandom has been using for 25-30ish years so far as I recall.
Yet another instance of an anon showing their ass in an attempt to school a fandom old on their language use.
“no one outside tumblr uses” man shut the fuck up you even called it a “uwu” word and guess what we were using “squick” back in the late 90s on the furry IRC servers I was in
I've got a request for Warriors/Twilight in barbarian armour, and I may have added some mirror sex and slut shaming for texture. Enjoy :p
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Warriors pinched his lips as he turned around in the mirror in front of him, hoping that a different angle would give him the answer he needed.
Wild had told him that the outfit would increase his strength immensely, making him formidable on the battlefield, but, as he did another turn in the mirror, he had no idea how the outfit was supposed to make him more powerful. Hell, it would hardly protect his most vital organs-
"Hey Wa- Oh." Warriors turned around to look at the speaker and was surprised to find himself looking at Twilight.
"What's up?" Warriors asked, crossing his arms. Twilight was staring at him, a light blush spreading to the tips of his ears.
"I was going to ask- it doesn't matter. Did Wild give you the outfit?"
"Yeah. He said that I would increase my strength." Warriors said, looking back in the mirror, but his eyes were not his outfit, but on Twilight, who quietly walked into the room until he was standing just behind Warriors.
"You're missing the paint." Twilight said as he spotted the small jar of purple liquid off to the side. Wild had given him the paint, sure, but he had never said what he was supposed to do with it. "I can add it for you, if you want."
"Yes please."
Twilight picked up the small jar of paint that Warriors had left on the table before kneeling down on the floor behind Warriors, and slowly dipped his fingers into the paint, mixing it before starting with his art.
Warriors managed to hold back a shiver when the cold paint touched his flushed skin, but that didn’t stop his blood from racing, to pooling in his groin and causing his cock to become stiff. In the barbarian wraps, the tenting was obvious, but a quick look in the mirror showed that Twilight wasn’t fairing any better. Even if Warriors couldn’t see the tent of his own, it was the way that Twilight’s blush hasn’t left his face or ears, the way that he would stop for a second to stare at the mirror, and the way that he swallowed before continuing with his art.
"I- uh- I need to pull your pants down." Twilight finally spoke up after five minutes of painting, clearing his throat, clearly trying to get rid of his awkwardness. Warriors smirked down at the kneeling man.
Oh, the potential that he had at hand here.
"Then pull them down. It's nothing you haven't seen before." Warriors reminded him as he went to loosen his belt, but he made no move to take off his pants, letting Twilight do the hard work.
Twilight stared at him through the mirror for a minute, until Warriors raised an eyebrow at him, causing him to nod to himself before pulling the pants down until they hit the floor. There was a slight hesitation as Twilight admired the plump ass in front of him before shaking himself out of it and going back to his finger painting.
Warriors could stare into that mirror all day and watch Twilight as he slowly painted his body, his purple fingers following invisible lines down his back, painting skin that has been previously covered by the wraps. Every time that Twilight’s fingers traced lower than the small of his back, Warriors let out a moan of appreciation, smiling as the other’s tent got bigger and the blush got brighter.
Finally, Twilight leaned back, staring at his work, his breath loud enough for Warriors to hear, though he was sure that the other man hadn’t realised that yet.
“I’m done with your back. I just need to paint your front.” Twilight said quietly, to Warrior’s amusement.
“Then why don’t you come over here and finish what you started?” Twilight refused to look in the mirror as Warriors spoke, nevertheless he shuffled around to Warrior’s front, paint in hand. But it seemed that the other man was distracted from his original task, his eyes glued to the erection in front of him. Warriors could see Twilight’s slightly gaping mouth water at the sight, and he basked in the power that it gave him.
It’s been a long time since Twilight had kneeled in front of him like this, after all.
“It’s not going to paint itself,” Warriors said, thrusting his hips somewhat to get Twilight out of his trance. It was enough to remind the kneeling man of his original intention, though Warriors couldn’t help but smile each time Twilight got distracted by his dick, causing him to pause where he was in his painting for a moment, until either Warriors gave him a nudge with his foot, or let out a small moan.
After the fifth time of this happening, and with most of the paint on, Warriors decided that enough was enough.
“If you’re so hungry for my cock, why don’t you have a taste?” Warriors said, and that seemed to be the thing that Twilight needed to hear before leaning forward, giving his cock a lick from the back to the head, before taking the tip into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks out before beginning to move up and down on
“Fuck, I’ve forgotten how tight your mouth is,” Warriors groaned out as he reached forward and grabbed handfuls of Twilight’s hair, though letting him have free reign on the speed, for now. Twilight moaned at the sharp tugging, only egging him on to take more of Warrior’s cock in his mouth. When it finally started to hit the back of his throat, Warriors gave his hair another sharp tug as he noticed that Twilight had closed his eyes.
“Open your eyes,” Warriors ordered, smirking as Twilight did so instantly. “Keep your eyes on that mirror and see how much of a whore you are.”
Twilight let out another loud moan, his eyes now glued on the mirror, and he continued to keep moaning as he watched himself bob up and down on Warrior’s dick.
“Hmm, what a good slut I have here,” Warriors moaned, pulling at Twilight’s hair again, his hips thrusting with the mounting pleasure as he watched Twilight in the mirror. His chin was now a mess of dribble-
The idea of adding to the mess on his chin- on his face-
Warriors tugged hard on Twilight’s hair, pulling him completely off his dick while his other hand went to stroke himself into an orgasm. He couldn’t help but let out a deep moan as he marked his pretty whore, who’s lips were wide open, trying to catch as much cum as he could in his slutty mouth. Warriors knelt down to Twilight’s level, who was now panting like a dog in heat, and grabbed his chin, forcing him to stare at himself in the mirror.
“Now, look at the mess you made,” Warriors laughed, wiping a single streak of cum off his face and placing it in his mouth, smirking at the way that Twilight moaned and began to suckle at his finger. He pulled his hand away form Twilights face, finally addressing the tent in the other man’s pants.
Hey all! I’m a little out of practice when it comes to writing with couples in mind, so if you guys have any requests then hit me up, my asks are open ;-)
Jojo does not own copyrights to nicknames for the various Links.
Just because someone uses those nicknames.
Or has a Links Meet trope AU in their content.
Does not mean it is LU.
People all over the LOZ fandom use these nicknames.
Where do you think those nicknames came from?
The fandom named the Links, not Jojo. She just went along with it.
Please stop. This is not okay. You guys are not entitled to these names, nor are you entitled to harrass people or encoirage others to block them because YOU didn't like what you were reading. Just block them yourself and move on.
What the fuck is wrong with y'all?
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