the self care industry will sell you face masks and teas and whatnot so i'm here to remind you not to forget the most important self care activity which is masturbation
hot take: the patriarchy is so inherent to society that most of the x f!reader fanfiction written for older male characters (joel miller, bullseye, soldier boy, etc) is written by women with internalized misogyny so deep-seated, they’d rather make the reader half the man’s age and fetishize the age gap, instead of aging the reader up for something more sensible and balanced. it just goes to show how men will always be praised for aging, whereas women will be demonized for it, even in the world of fanfiction. even on paper, we exist solely to fulfill fantasies and meet standards that were forced upon us.
edit: y’all need to stop haggling me in the comments idgaf about your age play and freudian relationships... you guys have boiled this post down to controversial age gaps, when it’s about women aging being demonized while men aging is celebrated. date who you want! goon to who you want! i don’t care!
Conservative beauty standards are back with a vengeance which means it's especially important to go out this summer with bellies out and bodies unshaved. Also be unapologetically disabled with mobility aids and wearable medical devices and stim toys and ear defenders and all that stuff. You need it. People need to see it. Everyone needs to be reminded that life is unquestioningly more enjoyable when you're not living inside an arbitrary set of rules created by people who are offended by all the wrong things.
people of colour deserve to be able to enjoy fluff and escapism and transformative media and silly fandom stuff the same way that everyone else is allowed to, i think. there’s a lot of unexamined hostility toward anyone who isn’t white; sometimes it’s subtle, and sometimes it’s not. there needs to be far more love and support for poc, and far less defensiveness and tolerance regarding racism in spaces like these.
“how to recognize AI in fanfic” — hey so this is another not-gentle reminder that AI stole from us. it’s using OUR words and OUR sentences and OUR styles.
writing “long” paragraphs is not a sign of AI — it’s a common narrative choice many writers make both in fanfiction and in traditionally published novels, and AI stole it from us.
using an em dash is not a sign of AI. it’s a stylistic sentence choice that’s been an option in place of commas and semicolons for a very long time, and AI stole it from us.
long sentence structures are not a sign of AI, but are yet another stylistic choice writers often make to create a cadence and tone that mimics the flow of poetry, and AI stole it from us.
“YA narrative breaks”? i don’t even know what the fuck this means, but i can guarantee that AI stole it from us.
italics are once again a stylistic choice that many writers love to use to create emphasis, and it’s a more stylistically acceptable and traditional form of emphasis than bold or underline text. oh, and just to be extra clear: AI STOLE IT FROM US.
stop creating fandom witch hunts over AI when you know fuck all about what it means to sit and write a story, and to spend hours fiddling with sentence structure and dialogue to get the exact right tone. writers will stop writing out of fear that their work “sounds like AI” — IT DOESNT! AI STOLE FROM US! AI SOUNDS LIKE US! — and after a while, all that will be available on AO3 is shitty AI-generated fanfiction.
because yeah, people are going to continue to use AI to write fanfiction whether you “call them out” or not. but making a laughable thread on X that uses asinine criteria is not going to fix that problem. it will just push the real writers out because people will accuse them of using AI when they haven’t, and they will (rightfully) stop writing for spaces that attack them.
normalize being dogshit amateur at your special interests and hyperfocuses. no more autistic savants. yes i am very into that topic no i am not good at it. we exist <3
I haven't written in so long so sorry if this is ass. I just love my boy Whitaker so much.
Warning: Blood and cannibalism. And sex stuff. All consensual, this can be split into two parts if you're only interested in the bloodkink aspect and not the cannibalism. Ill put a warning.
Backstory: We indulge in a bit of cannibalism. Just girly things.
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Me and Dennis have been…Well we aren’t official but we’ve been hooking up a lot. Like every night. It’s easy, we’re literally roommates. But it’s also hard, working a twelve hour shift with him, standing so close sometimes, experiencing the same stress and panic. I teach him and he learns like my own pet. It’s hard to not literally eat him half way into our shift.
I’ve seen Dennis covered in blood multiple times, it happens here. But today he really got it. he was dripping, some got in his mouth and the dark dark red made his sad blue eyes pop so beautifully.
“Oh, let’s get you cleaned up huh?” I said, trying to hide my smile. I wanted to lick him clean like a cat. Would he think that’s weird? He usually lets me do whatever I want.
I take him to get new scrubs and then into a bathroom away from people. I can always say I was helping him get cleaned, but it’s still weird.
He stands there shyly, still dripping.
“Are you actually gonna help me get cleaned off?”
“Yeah..”
“it’s not grossing you out is it?”
I just kinda laugh. Should I tell him it’s turning me on like an insane amount?
“No you’re good. strip.”
He obeys, and starts taking his scrubs and underwear off, sitting them on the floor. Still smiling like an idiot, I walk over to him, and the blood smells so good. I could just barely smell his deodorant; Lavender. He was so cute.
I kiss him, testing the waters. He hesitates a tad, I know it’s not because he doesn’t want to kiss, but because he’s worried about the blood in my mouth. I push my tongue into his mouth and bite his lips. I trail my hands up his body. Wiping some blood off his cheek, I put it in my mouth and suck it off like frosting.
“Is this weird baby?”
“N-no you, uh you can do whatever.”
I move in and start kissing his neck, licking up more of the blood. Living my vampire fantasy, feeling so hot inside. I reach down and feel for his dick. As I hoped, it was hard. It usually was when we were alone.
“I’ll make this quick so we can get back to work okay?”
He whimpers a yes.
I keep touching him, going harder and faster. Usually he’s not able to last long, but right now that’s perfect. Licking away all the blood from his mouth, both of our faces stained pink. Sure the blood from a random patient is nice, but I would do anything to taste Dennis. I start biting down on his lip, gradually biting harder giving him time to pull away. He doesn’t. He knows I want this. I bite down on the edge of his lip till it bleeds. Just a bit. As I'm sucking his lip, tasting his fresh blood he starts coming.
Once he finishes catching his breath I grab a bunch of paper towels, get them wet, and start cleaning him up. He’s a bit dazed.
The rest of our shift kinda floats by. Anytime we make eye contact I smile and he blushes, like back when we first met. I love when he acts all shy.
Finally we meet at our lockers to grab our stuff. I think I've been grinning all day. I can still taste all that blood in my mouth. We leave the hospital and walk in silence. I grab his hand and think about what we might do when we get home.
Next bit is where we get into eating some skin, just a little. If that isn't your style you're all good ♡
Dennis heads into the shower once we get into the apartment. He doesn’t explicitly say it, but he wants me to follow. So I do of course. I watch him undress for the second time today.
“Can I join you?”
“Please?” All the heat and excitement starts to come back, building between my legs. I love when he says please so much.
We get into the shower together and I help him look for any places with blood left that I left. Mainly his hair. I was planning on behaving, I was scared I may have freaked him out earlier. But as he leans his head back into the water, pink water starts trailing down his body. Bloody water ribbons around his chest, his biceps, down to his pelvis. I start sloppily kissing his neck, leading down to his chest, then stomach, till I'm on my knees. His breathing quickens and he runs his fingers through my hair. I kiss all around, leave hickeys on his hips, v line, right above his shaft. I gently rub him then stand back up. His biceps are hypnotizing me. They’re big and squishy. I run my fingers along them, thinking. He puts one hand on my chest, the other onto his dick.
“Denny…”
“Yes?”
“You can say no..But can I take a bite? Just a little one, out of your arm? Earlier, your blood tasted so nice.”
“You can do whatever you want to me. I trust you.”
And so I lean down and hold his arm up to my mouth. I look up to double check. He’s biting his scabbed lip and still touching himself.
“Tell me if it hurts too much.”
“Mhm”
I lick, then open up my mouth and slowly sink my teeth into his arm. I’m scared to hurt him but I want it so bad. My teeth break the skin, hot blood leaks into my mouth. Dennis whimpers, but he doesn’t move his arm. He's stroking my hair and himself and I go harder. He moans and I close my teeth in. I pull back, a small piece of his arm in my mouth. His eyes are squinted shut as he touches himself fast and hard. He’s about to finish. I gently slap his face and lift it up to me so he opens his eyes, and we make eye contact as I chew and he comes. His skin is thick, a bit spongy. I run my tongue around feeling the texture, memorizing the taste. Once he’s done I swallow and kiss him.
“Was that ok? Was it too painful baby?” I ask in a soft voice, running my fingers up and down his face.
“It was great.” He looks and sounds like the wind has been knocked out of him. Suddenly he grabs my shoulders, turns me so we switch places, my back pushed up against the shower wall. Dennis bites his lip, then crouches down to his knees, and nudges my legs apart.
i feel like we all need to take a deep breath and remember that fanfiction is supposed to be self indulgent!! especially with x readers!!mischaracterisation is not a big deal as long as the writer and the readers are having a fun time writers are supposed to enjoy their writing too
we have bigger fish to fry then a little mischaracterisation!! we should all just kiss and hold hands and have fun and keep tumblr the cool place it is!!
