Welcome to this little corner of my mind! On this blog, I talk about a little bit of anything and everything that interests me. It’s gone through a lot of changes over the years.
Some things about me
Call me Estel, please use they/them pronouns, and feel free to send me asks! I’ve been on Tumblr for a long time, I’m an adult, and I’ve been involved in many fandom spaces. I’m queer, nonbinary nerd that’s practicing Christian witchcraft ☺️Everyone is welcome here! ✝️🏳️🌈✨
Some of my fandoms include:
Power Rangers 🔥
Marble Hornets 🔥
Project Hail Mary 🔥
Saw
Baldurs Gate 3
Code Lyoko
The Chosen
Horror (gen)
Starkid/Hatchetfield
Hazbin Hotel
K-Pop Demon Hunters
Merlin
Gravity Falls
Sonic the Hedgehog
Over The Garden Wall
Lord of the Rings
Criminal Minds
Supernatural
Doctor Who
Once Upon a Time
And more! Please ask! Recommend more!
Some tags I use:
• hopishigh - for when I’m silly 🍃 and want to share things that make me laugh
• hop rambles - when I have something to vent about and need to send it to the void
• hop writes - soon to be my tag for any writing! Personal or fandom, if I wrote it, I’m gonna tag it
look at my friends art!! - I share a lot of artwork that my mutuals post :D
I can also be found on:
Discord (contact for info)
Ao3!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
i think MORE characters should be rape survivors. i think more characters should be csa survivors. i think more characters should be dv survivors. i think strong and noble and attractive and charming and brilliant characters with indomitable spirits should be survivors. i think the most powerful characters in the world should be survivors. i think characters who are cultural icons should be survivors. i think victims and survivors should see ourselves in the most admirable and beloved characters around! i think we should be protagonists!!!
sometimes I’m reminded that there are still people who don’t know ao3 was literally created by incest shippers — and the site’s sole purpose is to 1. be completely against censorship and 2. host all kinds of dark, taboo fics that are banned on other platforms — and the first ever fic that was posted on ao3 was a fic about an incest ship from supernatural.
you are in the house that was created by freaks. for freaks (affectionate). every disgusting thing you can think of is rightfully allowed and welcomed on ao3, because they are exactly the reasons why ao3 was created in the first place.
ao3 was created because its creators got tired of censorship, they got tired of dark and taboo fics getting banned on pro-censorship platforms, and they wanted a place that was safe for ALL FICS THAT WERE DARK AND TABOO.
ao3’s main principle is being against censorship and being proship / profic.
there are some things in fiction that make me uncomfortable, but instead of shaming people who are just minding their own business and not harming anyone in real life, I choose to curate my own internet experience by blocking/muting what I don’t want to see. ao3 has excellent tagging system, so instead of being rude, instead of asking why the world doesn’t revolve around your personal comfort, use their tagging system properly and you won’t see the things you don’t want to see.
it’s your job to curate what you see. it’s not other people’s jobs or responsibilities to censor themselves for your personal comfort. the world does not revolve around you.
also you cannot censor “only the things you personally hate” without expecting everything else, that isn’t of conservative beliefs, to be censored too. because censorship is a slippery slope and a fascist tool. I promise you there are people who think “why do tags for queer love even exist on ao3? they’re grooming children”.
if you allow the things that you hate to be censored — because someone with enough power gets to control what other people can and cannot create/consume, it will not stop at the things that you hate.
"hey i just had a dream where you died can u reply rq"
Freddy/Poppy
Aww Freddy and Poppy :3
I love them so much.
Freddy is the adopted son of Damon Henderson. He's the Silver Mascot Ranger for the Halloween team. Poppy is the child of Jen Scotts, Wesley Collins, Eric Meyers, and Trip Regis.
~~~
Freddy gasps awake in the middle of the night, chest heaving. He pants for air, looking around. Fear makes a home of his heart, and the Silver Ranger can't stop himself from reaching for his phone. His fingers still shake when he taps out a message, sniffling and trying to keep himself from crying.
hey, i just had a dream where you died can u reply rp?
Poppy will be up, right? They're usually up late, he thinks. Thoughts jumbled together into mush in his head, and he couldn't make sense between one and another. Freddy stares at his phone messages and mentally pleads. Silently begging whatever deity does or doesn't exist that his dream is wrong. As time ticks on and the minutes pass in what feels like hours, Freddy's trembling gets worse and worse.
"Please, please, please, please," he finds himself muttering to himself. After a few more minutes, there's a knock on the door. It's rapid and soft and Freddy jumps hearing it. "I- it's open," he calls. It's not a reply text, but maybe it'll ground him out until Poppy can repl-
Warmth engulfs his shoulders and his breathing catches. "It's okay." comes the soft murmur. "It's okay, I'm here. I'm alive. I'm okay."
...Poppy. Freddy relaxes, the trembling slows. "Poppy," he croaks softly.
"Shh," Poppy hushes, gentle fingers in his hair. "It's okay," they say. "I've got you."
Freddy breathes out and nods, hugging Poppy back as best he can. "Yeah," he says. "You- you're here."
I love them all so much. Look at my silly little polycule. They're so in love, it almost hurts. Auggie is the Yellow Fox Wild Charge Ranger, son of the RPM polycule (specifically Dillon and Summer, if I remember right). Wrynley and Emily are both OCs of mine. Wryn is a succubus, Auggie is a fox shapeshifter, and Emily is a Ribbon Girl.
~~~
"You can give her another one, can't you?" the succubus asks, stroking idly at Auggie's throbbing cock. "Look at her, August, she needs it. Don't you, my love?"
"Yes!" Emily cries, finally coming down off her latest high. "Yes, I- Please, Auggie, can I have another?"
The game is to see how long until Auggie breaks and begs to cum. Until then, Wryn's been eating his orgasms just before he can finish. So far he's held out beautifully, even as Wryn puts him through his paces. Emily, on the other hand, is allowed to come as much and as often as she'd like. Wryn's half considering not letting Auggie come at all until Emily's cum at least twice more, but Em's not feeling very adventurous tonight. Wryn hums, sensing Auggie's pleasure curling up in his belly.
"I w-" Auggie says, swallowing hard. He pants and tries again, "I will, I will." His hair sticks to his face with sweat, and he looks gorgeous. He'd look even prettier if he were begging, though.
Wryn smirks, their fingers barely grazing his dick now. Wrapped snug around the base of it like a cock ring, Wryn guides Auggie to Emily's wet hole. Then, the succubus leans up and presses their lips to August's ear. "Fuck her like a good girl, princess," Wryn murmurs, breath warm against Auggie's skin.
Auggie's orgasm would've hit him like a truck is Wryn hadn't been expecting it and kissed his neck, drawing the pleasure away with their fingers on Auggie's dick. Auggie whimpers, eyes fluttering shut. He pants softly. It slips out before he can bite it back. "Please," he begs.
Wryn feels satisfaction flood their veins. "What's that, baby?" they ask, wanting to hear it again.
"Please," Auggie repeats, desperate and flushed. "Can- May I cum?" he begs. "I need it, need you- need you to fuck me. Need you deep in me. Please, mommy. Please, please, please, pl-"
Wryn cuts him off by pushing him forward and letting him fuck into Emily as she cries out at the unexpected pleasure. "Soon," Wryn promises as Auggie moans loudly. "First, let me help you fuck our girl, hm?"
Auggie nods, flushed and moaning and- Wryn smirks and leans over to the nightstand and opening the drawer. From the drawer, Wryn draws a soft pink strap-on out and quickly fits it to their own pussy. "You're such a good girl for me, baby," Wryn says, climbing back in behind Auggie. They reach up to the collar Auggie had begged to wear earlier that night. Hooking a finger in the D-Ring, Wryn positions the strap and pushes inside Auggie's greedy hole in one long, smooth thrust. Auggie screams and Wryn drinks in the pleasurable feeling, almost feeling drunk off it. "Good girls get rewarded, don't they?"
"Yes," gasps the foxboy. His voice is strained as pleasure coils in his belly again, too fast. "I'm a good girl, I'm so good, I'll be so good for you."
Wryn smirks. "Good girl. Let's get started on that reward, hm?"
Auggie whimpers again. Wryn can't help the smile.
~~~
Thank you so, so much. This is such a good au for my brain and idk why. @estel-eruantien
If you regret a permanent body alteration you got and your immediate thought is "raise the legal age for everybody who can do this" instead of "Maybe I, specifically, was a dipshit" you need to get Gotten by a mountain lion
you have permission to pick that 2 year old "abandoned" project back up. it's not mad at you for setting it aside. and maybe time and distance have helped ease or erase the things that made you put it down in the first place.
We have got to stop framing our oppression in ways that promote the idea that other people cannot relate to our struggles. Not only does it isolate comrades in the struggle, it actively diminishes recognition of other struggles--often including those even more horrific than what we are at risk of. And this happens especially between Gay and Black struggles.
"when have straight people ever had to check what states were safe for them?" Sundown towns are still a thing. Starlight tours. What states have abortion access? What states have open carry? What states have stand your ground? What states have 3-strike rules? Women, people of color, disabled people, immigrants, and more have had to be abundantly cautious where they travel to. Straight trans people have much more travel risk right now than gay cis people.
It's a new iteration of the same tired question: "imagine if straight people weren't allowed to marry" interracial marriage in the US is younger than my parents. We disgrace people of color by forgetting their history and contemporary struggles, and we abandon queer people of color, Black queer people, by segmenting their overlapping fights.
As lovelyshananigans says, "intersectionality, babes"
the idea that predators and abusers are an ontological category of person, rather than everyone having the capacity to be predatory and abusive, leads to people having no regard for boundaries because they think that predation only comes from evil people ™
random genre change (especially if it's to a noir detective thing)
one where they get randomly meta and fourth wall breaky but then never acknowledge it again
one where something happened but we as the audience don't actually get to see how it happened and only see it through the unreliable narrated flashbacks as recollected by the characters
