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Out of curiosity, where did you guys read your first fanfiction ?
Ao3
Wattpad
Fanfiction.net
Deviant art
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It was a Twitter threadfic (ok what the actual fuck)
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I don't read fanfic
Please participate in my research (also, if you say other, please put it in the tags/comments !)
Geocities, bitches.
WHAT I am shocked that AO3 isn't higher what the hell??
AO3 was founded in 2008.
It did not yet exist when many people first started reading fanfic.
I, for example, started reading fanfic online in the year 1996.
Genuinely not sure whether it was usenet or a zine. But I think I wrote and read the most on live journal.
alt.comics.fan-fiction. Also in 1996!
The early fic I wrote that’s still online is in .txt format.
Sith Academy! I discovered slash and fanfic on the same day.
The Gossamer Archive! On Netscape Navigator! At a DoD Facility!
My best friend's older sister's spiral-bound notebook
I love the way your mind works
Well, thank you very much!
“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
A little doodle for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer.
This is not a little doodle. This. THIS. This is fucking MAGIC. You have captured pure wonder and whimsy and romance and bliss and that almost melancholy wholeness when you look up at the sky and just feel the smallness of your being and the grandness of the universe. All this captured with a lover’s eye. We cannot see her face but I feel the tender passionate ardour for this petite but mighty creature in the world. While at the same time I feel the bittersweet swoon of wanting to be gazed upon myself with such whole and overwhemling admiration and love. It is goddamn masterful.
I am fucking following your tumblr charliebowater you are amazing.
THAT’S THE NICEST COMMENT I’VE EVER READ.
Total Lunar Eclipse March 14. Villa de Leyva, Colombia. Credit: Andres Molina
Can everyone send good vibes my way so I can win the lottery and start showing up and providing people kitchens and lifestyles that match this vibe:
My first thought was awe and visceral longing for beautiful drawers of produce.
My second, rapid though was, "wait, no, I have ADHD, all this would get me is drawers full of forgotten, rotting onions."
So... same vibe, but with visible storage for me please 😅
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I fucking love your Cruel World series so much. Something I was curious about was, does Credence ever use magic? Im sure he’s not allowed to, but it’s so interesting how you almost frame the dynamic with the psychology as if he’s a non magical character held by two magical captors. Have there ever been accidental emotional outbursts? Has Grindelwald ever made him use magic during torture? Does he even remember that he’s someone who can use magic? If he was in a life or death situation, not at the hands of his captors, would he remember he could save himself?
Ahh thank you for asking! I spend so much time thinking about this series lately, I love the chance to talk about it! This question is also extremely timely, as it happens.
I admit it's been a little inconsistent in how it's been referenced (Grindelwald says in the first or second installment that they own him "mind, body, and magic," implying that he... well, has some magic), but since those first couple stories where I didn't yet have a long term plan, I've been thinking of Credence's magic as having been severely injured or damaged after the incident with the aurors in the subway at the end of the film, to the point that he appears non-magical. Graves and Grindelwald probably abducted him in the first place in the hope that they could get their obscurial after all, but when the obscurus didn't manifest anymore, they kept him anyway.
I was JUST thinking this very afternoon that if I were to go back and make any changes to the early part of the series, I'd really like to explore how Credence feels about his magic. Like, how does he feel after the first time they rape and humiliate him, and he wakes up the next morning and they aren't dead? If he had his obscurus, they would be. His anger is such a crucial part of his character, and his only expression of it has been stripped away, which must be terrifying. He's used to getting even with people even if he isn't really in control of it, but now, for the first time, he's actually helpless. Maybe it's not too late to go back and insert an installment along those lines, or maybe I'll touch it all up once the series is finished (hopefully that doesn't take another several years, yikes!), but it's definitely something that's been on my mind.
And I don't want to give too many spoilers, but it's very hard to resist talking about it, so I will say that Graves and Grindelwald are not in alignment on Credence's perceived magical status and that is about to become relevant.
Oh, I just had an idea - "Has Grindelwald ever made him use magic during torture," - what if Grindelwald tortured him to try to make him use magic? To find out whether he's still useful? Damn, that's something I want to write.
Also if you ever want to talk about more spoilery-type stuff feel free to DM me! I'm happy to share, I have so many ideas for this series rattling around, but I don't want to give the whole thing away out here in public. I promise to keep usernames a closely guarded secret if you promise the same for my plot details!
Actually, I may be in need of a beta reader for the next installment, so if anyone is interested feel free to reach out and let me know? The line between what happens and what SEEMS to happen is going to get... complicated... and feedback on how it comes across would be incredibly valuable honestly.
Gellert's followers love to bake for themselves. It's a team bonding activity, and it helps to let off steam.
One day they decide to hold a bake-off. It's meant to be relaxing, so things are kept simple - everyone can make whatever they want. There's only one rule - the milk must come from Percy. They can turn the milk into anything they want, like cheese and butter and so on, but as long as it's related to dairy, it has to come from Percy.
Percy's milk, after all, is milk is milk is milk.
I imagine Percy being dragged to the kitchen on the day of the bake off and being locked in place. Men line up to milk him for their breads and cookies and cakes, and there's so much demand he gets overstimulated, and eventually runs dry. Now the men have to figure out a way to make him make more milk.
That's the scenario I have in mind, but if you have something different, I'm happy to read a different take as well!
That sounds like such a nice day for them all! Percy would be confused what was happening at first, but he follows them docilely to the kitchen and when he sees his milking bench there he gets excited and trots right over, holding nice and still while they lock him in. He knows it means his titties will be getting lots of attention, so he’s happy to comply. They start out milking him by hand, taking turns whenever their recipes call for milk or dairy. They were all well aware of today’s little theme, so everyone has chosen a recipe that will need some amount of Percival’s milk – no one wanted to miss out on the fun of fondling and tugging those long, thick teats. It’s not the most efficient way to get milk, but that’s not really the point.
Percival certainly enjoys himself too, and before long he’s dribbled a messy little puddle of come on the tile floor beneath him from all the lovely stimulation to his tits. It’s still an unusual setting to be milked in, but he has no trouble relaxing and letting them have as much milk as they want.
At least, that’s how it is at first. Percival is used to rough, greedy mouths, so he’s not too bothered that Gellert’s followers don’t try to be gentle, but there are still a lot of them, and after he’s come over and over and over he starts to squirm. They laugh at him for that but, strapped in as he is, there’s nowhere for him to go. He doesn’t want them to stop, not exactly, but every time he comes his nipples get even more sensitive and he wished they’d at least slow down a little.
Unfortunately, Percival’s milk starts to slow down before everyone has finished their recipes. Some people haven’t gotten any milk at all and others need more, and they make sure Percival knows that if he can’t provide he’ll let everyone down and be a very disappointing cow indeed. The less milk he has to give the rougher they are, doing their best to squeeze every last drop out of him while he squeals. He wants to give them milk, he really does. He wants to be a good cow. No one wants to wait for his tits to get milky again, though. They want to get on with the baking and, try as he might, Percival can’t simply will himself into making more milk.
There are plenty of suggestions on what to do, and a spirited debate springs up over whether beating his tits until they bruise would cause him to make more milk or less, but eventually it’s decided that the best course of action is to bring out the milking machine while he gets a thorough fucking. Percival whimpers when he sees the machine. His nipples are already too sensitive and the machine never rests, but he can’t do anything at all to protect his dangling teats as they seat the cups on his nipples and turn it on. It gets a nice long moo out of him right away as he’s overwhelmed with the suction, forced to come again instantly, and he almost doesn’t notice when someone slips a cock inside his hole as it happens. Almost, except that it’s quite a rough fucking. They want him to feel it, and it makes him rock in the milking bench while he twitches and cries with overstimulation. His hips bruise from being gripped so tightly. His tits, and the hoses connected to them, sway back and forth.
It seems to work, though. He’s such a slutty cow that soon enough his tits start giving up their milk again. It’s not nearly as much as he made in the beginning, but the jug slowly starts to fill. In the mean time, as cute as his distressed little moos are, his mouth doesn’t have much to do and it might as well be full. Besides, if getting one hole fucked gets the milk flowing again, who’s to say it won’t work even better with both holes full?
They manage to squeeze enough out of him that everyone is able to finish their recipe, but in the excitement of getting things in and out of the oven it seems no one remembered who was responsible for turning off the milking machine. Poor Percival is left there even after he’s well and truly dry and far too sore to enjoy the countless orgasms or do anything other than moan and cry. He looks pretty when he cries, though, so no one else minds. In the end Percival isn’t so sure he likes bake-offs after all, but everyone else considers it a huge success.
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I would love for Gellert to get the idea that his pets need some *exercise.* Sure, the enclosure is large, and the pets spend time scampering away from Theseus (or Gellert himself), but it's not really enough to keep them physically fit.
There should be cardio/aerobic training, and possibly strength training as well. Perhaps Credence will be made to run (and cry) while Gellert's followers laugh and chase him with threats. Perhaps Percy and Theseus will have to pull a laden wagon, like actual cows/bulls. Perhaps someone's nipples will be clipped to the handle of a treadmill and they have to keep running while the treadmill picks up pace. I'd love to hear your ideas!
Gellert cannot abide lazy pets. Now that they have Percival’s milk again they don’t have any right to complain about being hungry, and they need to stay in good shape so that they have the endurance to please and serve for as long as Gellert or his followers want. Plus, watching them struggle and strain is entertaining in itself.
Mercurial, thank you for the reply to my last post :) I'll definitely be very happy lurking around here, and sharing ideas as and when I have them! To the anon who posted about prods and chains - glad you picked up on the idea, I was excited to see that one too >)
Some thoughts on the fixation swap:
This time, Newt thinks, he's really, really lost.
He's kneeling between Gellert's legs, head down, cheeks hollowed, lips sealed and sucking over Gellert's prick like there's no tomorrow. A fucking machine pistons into him from behind, rocking his body back and forth with the force of its motion. Though he doesn't want to admit it, the machine - and Gellert's prick - sends thrill after thrill of illicit pleasure through his body.
Newt's no longer in control of his own pleasure and release. He can no longer just go around sticking things into his mouth. Gellert had forbidden it, after he'd swapped their fixations, and from now on, Newt can only fill his mouth when he's being fucked or spanked from behind.
He doesn't know it yet, but Gellert's followers have already put together a spit-roast roster. They're going to do one couple a day on Newt - they don't want him getting spoiled.
"This is all your fault, isn't it?"
Gellert drawls mockingly from above, making Newt whimper and Gellert laugh. The machine picks up its pace, sending Newt face-first into Gellert's crotch before pulling him back again and then pushing him forward. The little bells that Gellert has clipped onto the ring around Newt's balls are clinking rhythmically below.
Gellert has said that Newt needs to be spit-roasted hard enough for the bells on his genitals to achieve this clear, rhythmic sound. Every now and then the ring gives Newt's balls a jolt, and send him forward into Gellert's crotch at random. But the fucking machine always takes him back into rhythm, moving his arse through sheer friction alone.
To one side, Theseus fucks himself up and down on an upright fucking machine. The celebrated war hero is a sight, legs spread, back arched and head tilted back, his mouth lewdly open as he slides up and down the dildo. Even as Newt tries not to watch, Theseus makes another slow, controlled bounce, looking for all the world as if he were savoring the sensation of the slide. Reaching the bottom, he moans loudly as he begins to lift himself, leaving little question as to the pleasure he was getting.
No more taking it on your face, Gellert had told him. No penetration from his followers, either. Theseus only gets to take it on the fucking machine, and it better be slow and controlled, for if Gellert sees Theseus bouncing like a maniac, he's going to take the machine away.
That's why Theseus is moving like this - slow, controlled, disciplined. The focus is evident on his face. Somehow, it's worse to Newt, when it looks like this. It's as if Theseus had control. It's as if Theseus had a choice, and was choosing to humiliate himself like this. He wasn't being passed around to Gellert's followers, he wasn't being raped - he was simply and clearly choosing to get on the machine and bounce slowly for hours on end, in front of Gellert, in front of his followers.
Theseus had had problems maintaining his erection after the fixation swap, but on the machine, it's big and proud again. His balls are full, as if he's constantly about to come, and the skin is so taut Newt can see the rows of piercings on the front of his scrotum. Because his legs are open and everything is on display, Gellert's followers like to play with his genitals, sometimes not so gently, as he's bouncing and moaning.
Percival has been told that he can no longer fuck the pets. He's been given a glass panel with a glory hole to fuck into, though there's nothing - no receptacle - on the other side. The followers like to watch from the other side of the glass, where they'll laugh as they watch Percival's little cock thrusting in and out, Percival mooing desperately as his breasts and press and flatten into the glass. Percy has also been told that if he fucks hard enough, his milk will come back, and so he thrusts desperately all day long, even though there's barely enough friction in the glory hole to make him come. On the rare occasion he does, it'll all puddle up on the other side of the panel, which Credence will sometimes still lick up.
As for Credence, he's now a sissy little slut in skirts and panties. His hard little cock will poke out through the lace no matter how much he tries to keep it down, because the fabric keeps stimulating him, and when the followers see they'll take him over their knee and spank him, skirt up and panties down, for being so dirty and disobedient. He'll cry and squirm and beg, but it just makes them spank him harder. It's usually enough to make his little boy tits squirt what milk they have.
Gellert is ecstatic. He's having so much fun, and his followers are so much happier now. They can't penetrate any of the pets except for Newt, but they can still regularly go into the pet enclosure to let off some steam. To think this had all started because of Theseus being aggressively protective. He's really gotten more out of the Scamander brothers than he'd bargained for, and he can't wait to see what other excuses they give him to further play with the pets next.
I love the pets being forced to focus on Gellert and his followers instead of each other. As fun as it is for Gellert to watch them molest each other all day, this whole exercise is to remind them what they’re for, and what they’re for is other people’s pleasure. Their fixations aren’t meant for them to enjoy, they’re to make them into lewd little novelties who are eager to be used.
In that, they’re certainly succeeding. It really is all his fault, Newt thinks. He tried to help Theseus be a person again when he knew Gellert wanted him mindless and feral, he pushed Theseus far enough that it took chains and prods to control him, and if he’d just kept his head down none of them would be in the predicaments they are now. He shouldn’t have given Gellert a reason.
Thanks for all the asks and answers again, truly excellent. Don’t want to disrupt the flow of the current narrative you’re weaving so there’s no rush to answer this one.
What if the pets are starting to get too used to their current positions- and the familiarity of it is making the enchantments weaker because it’s becoming routine and freeing up space to think?
So Grindelwald decides to change around the piercings and adaptations to confuse the pets.
Maybe Credence can get Percy’s piercings, so that inside of desperately lapping for leftover cum on the ground, he has his own juicy tits to try and nurse from. Maybe he presses himself against the wall and tries to leak all onto his own hands to lap it up and just can’t stop drinking until he starts getting fleshy too. Maybe he’s generous or maybe he’s more selfish and obsessed. Percival would be bereft because he’s been there the longest, depressed, maybe Tina teases or bullies him about it.
With Newt and Theseus- the other opposing pair- Grindelwald could also swap their piercings and changes around because he’s worried Newt is getting too creative with taming or breaking Theseus. Newt is showing maybe too much mental capacity for Grindelwald’s taste compared to the days when he couldn’t even cum and was totally helpless. now he’s planning and aware and adapting to the orders he’s been given when he really should have just followed them. The lack of animalistic urges could risk Newt becoming a threat too, and so maybe Grindelwald decides to go on a whim and utterly disorient him by giving him that same feral mind breaking lust.
Kind, gentle Newt trying to help the other pets…Helping is dangerous. Grindelwald wants to take that away, whether just for a little or for a while, and make sure Newt doesn’t get any ideas about thinking too much. All the things Newt has been doing to Theseus appear to Grindelwald much like being worried about another pet, meaning Newt doesn’t want them to be a pet, and that’s one step from Newt using his internal desire to rescue creatures to cause problems here.
Even if Theseus is trained and mindless and fucking Newt, a small slip in the enchantments again might make them a team. No matter how hard anyone has tried, Theseus still dominates Newt and the other pets eventually. So he has to be small and weak, because just hurting him isn’t enough, he needs changing. Otherwise the helping or dominating both could cause someone feeling forced into considering escape.
But maybe when Theseus gets a taste of Newt’s piercings, the roles reverse. Not sure what exactly Newt would have to do to really get Theseus to stay down and away and as willing as Newt was before, but it might be interesting to prove to the pets that any pleasure they might have got in their piercings could be taken too. That they can all be made to despise one another as well as themselves if they don’t behave. If they do behave then at least they can have this uneasy coexistence. Or maybe they feel savage and relish in the upturned hierarchy while they have the chance, because it’s as close as they’ll get to freedom
[And then, they can revert eventually, and go back to their usual for the story 😆.]
That was a long ask, very sorry . Been enjoying reading all the latest ones very much and had many consecutive thoughts.
All love all these thoughts! Thank you for sharing them, there are so many good ideas. You’re right that Newt is getting concerningly lucid, at least in Gellert’s view. As amusing as it is to watch him desperately try and fail to exert some measure of control over the situation, he really shouldn’t be trying at all. It’s definitely time for Gellert to change things up.
He doesn’t actually re-pierce the pets so, unless he decides to, many of the changes he makes to their enchantments are ultimately temporary, but the pets don’t know that. They just know that one day, everything they’ve adapted to and spent so long coming to grips with starts to shift.
my soul leaving my body when the bread pops out of the toaster
Blanket coming off on a very cold morning.
Someone changed the temperature setting on the shower