( nsfw link !! ) and if I said this is LITERALLY sub!beomgyu getting pegged all pliant and pretty, on all fours, fucking into his cute hole and gripping his tiny waist, back arched so slutty and letting out the cutest uncontrollable whorish moans and whines, wanting you to fuck him for hours, pulling on the strands of his shaggy wolfcut, and he’s so wrecked by the end, needing to cum, body giving out, flushed pretty face falling into the sheets and muffled whimpers and cries from the pillow as your pretty boy takes your strap so so well <3
basically you guys need to stop acting so weird about having sex with men. fucking a man is not a political statement it’s not an act of emasculating a man if you peg him or fuck him with your dick. it’s literally just sex. consensual sex is just sex. like i know it’s an online insult to say you people aren’t having sex but genuinely you people either do not have sex or have a seriously unhealthy relationship with sex. i’m so tired of hearing these absolutely shit takes about sex with men. you guys are seriously tweaked.
This is literally how misogynistic men often see sex with women. They see being penetrated as inherently shameful/humiliation and submission, and they think less of women who allow men to “do that to them”. They use sex as an act of using someone, violence, domination. Also ties into homophobia. I get the rage and the resentment, and it can feel good to “give it back”. But let’s not do the same gross bs that men do to us.
It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals
A/N: This is my first story on tumblr. Let me know what you think.
“Dr Kim, we have a patient for you. Eight-year-old girl who fell down the stairs at school. The school rushed her to the hospital.”
Seokjin looked up from his computer to the nurse that had come into his office during his break. Technically, he still had twenty minutes left but it wouldn’t be a day at the hospital with a reduced lunch. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before looking at the nurse.
“What’s her condition? Concussion, injuries etc?” He asked as he saved his work and locked his computer.
“She won’t let anyone near her. She won’t talk to anyone.”
Seokjin got up from his chair and rubbed his eyes. After a long shift he wasn’t in the mood for incompetent staff that couldn’t deal with patients. He passed the nurse and noticed her blushing. Not another one. He knew the nurses gossiped about him. His relationship status was their favourite topic. Followed closely by his bedroom activities.
“What room?”
“Oh uh, she’s in one of the private rooms. E2, down the hallway.”
“Private… who is this child?”
“I’m not sure, Dr Kim.”
Jin shook his head and walked out of his office. He turned down the hallway to one of the private sections of the hospital. As he strode down the hallway he wondered why the staff had thought he would be the best for this situation. Sure, he was good with children. He was one of the hospital's main paediatricians, but he worked more with teenagers than little kids.
He stood in front of the private room this mysterious girl was in. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door before looking through the window. He could see a bundle of cheap duvet covers on the bed and suspected that the girl was trying to hide away. He shook his head before opening the door. The bundle on the bed stopped moving around.
“Hello. My name is Dr Kim, but you can call me Jin. What’s your name sweetie?” Jin asked softly. The bundle moved around before the side of the duvet slowly lifted before being pulled back down. Jin chuckled. “You know. I like to hide away from people too.”
The duvet lifted once more before a small voice spoke out, “it’s scary. I’ve never been to a hospital before.” The duvet dropped once again. Not before he caught a glimpse of chocolate brown eyes.
“Oh no. You don’t need to be scared. I’ll look after you and make you all better. Doctor’s promise.”
The duvet slowly moved back to reveal the young girl. She blinked away the tears in her eyes and Jin felt a strange sense of protectiveness over the girl.
“What’s your name sweetie? Or should I make one up?” Jin put his hand to his chin and hummed. “Maybe Cinderella or Aurora. You’re as pretty as a princess.”
The girl giggled before shaking her head. “Nope.” She popped the ‘P’. “It’s Karina. Karina (L/N).”
Jin paused. Where had he heard that name before?
Suddenly the door burst open, and a woman rushed in and hugged the little girl. The girl cuddled into the woman. Jin’s heart was touched at the affection between them.
“Karina. You’re ok. Thank god.”
“I’m ok mum. Dr Jinnie was looking after me.”
At that the woman turned to him. “Thank you. She’s like me, not a fan of strangers. Rarely does she warm up to people.”
Jin felt weird. The woman wasn’t frowning at him but wasn’t smiling. He was just about to question it when her phone start ed ringing.
“Hello. Oh Carlos. Why the hell wasn’t the family doctor notified that my daughter was hurt and why wasn’t she sent to the house infirmary. Instead, she’s in a public hospital scared.”
There was a pause and the woman’s face grew slightly angrier. “What do you mean the doctor is injured and taking leave. Why?” Another pause. “Because you and Andreas got in a fight. Fantastic.”
The woman hung up. She took a deep breath before putting a smile on her face.
“I’m so sorry about that. My brothers were idiots and injured the family doctor and in turn, Karina had to come to the hospital apparently.” She turned to her daughter. “I’m sorry sweet pea, I should’ve been there for you.” She kissed the top of her daughter's head before turning back to Jin. He suddenly felt shy under her gaze. “Thank you for taking care of her. She’s very nervous of new people especially after being adopted into the family.”
“It’s my job, looking after the young people and children that come to the hospital. It’s what I trained for.”
“You seem good at it. My name is (Y/N) (L/N) by the way.”
Jin was shocked. That’s where he recognised the name from. The most powerful family currently and he was looking after one of the children. He gulped if he had done something wrong...She smiled. “Don’t worry. You’ve done nothing wrong. To be honest you work better with Karina than the family doctor ever has.”
“May I check her over?”
They both turned to the girl who was looking between the two of them, grinning. Jin felt a blush rising from his neck to the tips of his ears.
“I don’t think she’ll mind. I need to go settle the bills anyway.” (Y/N) turned away from Jin and to Karina. “Let me know if you need me.”
With that, she left the room. Karina turned to Jin and poked one of his cheeks. “You like my mummy don’t you.”
“Uh, no. It’s nothing-g like um that.” Jin stuttered, blush deepening.
“It’s ok. She likes you too. She doesn’t normally act like that to strangers. Has to be careful, you know.”
“I’m sure she does. Right, back to you. How are you feeling?”
“I’m ok. It wasn’t a bad fall. I’ve had worse. I didn’t hit my head if that’s what you’re wondering. I just felt faint because I hadn’t drunk water.”
“Ok. Well, I’m going to do some checks anyway to make sure. I need to take your blood pressure.
“Mmhm. So, do you have someone or not. You should go out with mummy.”
“You don’t give up, do you. Anyway, sit still while I put this on you. Make sure to relax.” Jin wrapped the small Velcro fabric band around her thin arm. He waited for the results before the machine beeped and he noted the results down. He undid the band from her arm and put it away.
“My arm hurts. It was so tight.” Karina complained, rubbing her arm.
“Oh no. We can’t have that. How about I get you a sweet and that’ll make it better. Sweets always make things better.” Karina giggled and nodded. “Ok, well let me go hand in these results and I’ll go find one.
“Sweets, my goodness you’re being spoiled.”
“Mummy!”
“Thank you Dr Kim.”
Jin blushed. “It’s no problem. I’m just glad she’s feeling ok.” Jin stared at (Y/N) who was hugging Karina close to her and stroking her hair. It made Jin smile.
“Dr Kim. There’s a new patient that’s just come in that you need to see.” A nurse stated from the doorway.
“Noooo Dr Kim.”
“Of course, nurse Jihyo. I’ll be right there.”
“Karina. He needs to go see other patients.”
“But. I don’t want to share him with other people.” Karina frowned. Jin and (Y/N) started laughing. “Anyway, someone might steal him from you mummy.” Jin started coughing at that whilst (Y/N) laughed harder.
“I need to go.” Jin stated. Eyes down, face burning.
“Of course.” (Y/N) nodded. As Jin started to leave, (Y/N) stood up and cleared her throat. ”I do have a proposition for you Dr Kim. Would you like to be one of our family doctors. More specifically, the paediatrician for the family. Everything would be paid for, and you would travel around the world with us. It’s up to you.
“I’m not sure.”
“That’s ok. Here’s my number, call me if you’re interested.”
So I’ve decided to start writing stories again and I’m starting with BTS. The dope music video has inspired me to write stories based on their outfits/occupations.
Do you ever think you'll stop drawing fanart? No offense it just seems like the kind of thing you're supposed to grow out of. I'm just curious what your plans/goals are since it isn't exactly an art form that people take seriously.
Ah, fanart. Also known as the art that girls make.
Sad, immature girls no one takes seriously. Girls who are taught that it’s shameful to be excited or passionate about anything, that it’s pathetic to gush about what attracts them, that it’s wrong to be a geek, that they should feel embarrassed about having a crush, that they’re not allowed to gaze or stare or wish or desire. Girls who need to grow out of it.
That’s the art you mean, right?
Because in my experience, when grown men make it, nobody calls it fanart. They just call it art. And everyone takes it very seriously.
It’s interesting though — the culture of shame surrounding adult women and fandom. Even within fandom it’s heavily internalized: unsurprisingly, mind, given that fandom is largely comprised by young girls and, unfortunately, our culture runs on ensuring young girls internalize *all* messages no matter how toxic. But here’s another way of thinking about it.
Sports is a fandom. It requires zealous attention to “seasons,” knowledge of details considered obscure to those not involved in that fandom, unbelievable amounts of merchandise, and even “fanfic” in the form of fantasy teams. But this is a masculine-coded fandom. And as such, it’s encouraged - built into our economy! Have you *seen* Dish network’s “ultimate fan” advertisements, which literally base selling of a product around the normalization of all consuming (male) obsession? Or the very existence of sports bars, built around the link between fans and community enjoyment and analysis. Sport fandom is so ingrained in our culture that major events are treated like holidays (my gym closes for the Super Bowl) — and can you imagine being laughed at for admitting you didn’t know the difference between Supernatural and The X Files the way you might if you admit you don’t know the rules of football vs baseball, or basketball?
“Fandom” is not childish but we live in a culture that commodified women’s time in such away that their hobbies have to be “frivolous,” because “mature” women’s interests are supposed to be marriage, family, and overall care taking: things that allow others to continue their own special interests, while leaving women without a space of their own.
So think about what you’re actually saying when you call someone “too old” for fandom. Because you’re suggesting they are “too old” for a consuming hobby, and I challenge you to answer — what do you think they should be doing instead?
This whole modern approach is also seriously undermining just how important fanfiction is - from a historical standpoint.
The concept of fanfiction formed and forged the earliest stages of literature in Europe. Because the majority of authors in France, Germany and Great Britain looked at that funky little Celtic dude Arthur and thought “hey, he’s neat. I wanna write about him”.
The entire concept of a book outside of religious purposes was born out of fanfiction in my country.
There is no “first canon” for Arthur where he came as the prince of Camelot, with his sidekicks Lancelot and Merlin and his endgame love interest Gwen.
Arthur was some random hunter when he started out.
Someone’s fanfiction made him a prince.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him a round table.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him Merlin at his side.
Someone else’s fanfiction gave him Morgana, gave him Gwen, gave him his swords.
And, to this day, we still write Arthurian fanfiction. Literally last year there was a movie adaptation that is, by all intends and purposes, fanfiction, because it wasn’t even close to a literal adaptation of the source material (The Kid Who Would Be King). Heck, BBC’s Merlin, itself an Arthurian fanfiction, remains one of the biggest fandoms that people today write for on AO3.
You were a joke in the middle ages if you tried to write your own stuff. Who’s interested in your stuff? You were only a respected author if you wrote fanfiction. The most famous medieval German authors are famous because they wrote fanfiction about some knightly OCs they created who served on Arthur’s court. That is the literary legacy of the middle ages. Arthurian fanfiction.
Yet somewhere along the way, this concept of “I find x story/element cool and want to elaborate on it more, shift the focus onto an aspect of this original source material” has gotten this “eh, it’s fanfiction” connotation and lost respect.
Even though this very concept is still being used - even outside of the actual medium of fanfiction - and it is still being used for the very same purpose it was used for in medieval times. Original movies often don’t get as much recognition as adaptations of existing source material that the audience is familiar with. People see a movie about a character they’re familiar with and seem more inclined to buy a ticket to see the 10th new interpretation of Batman or Superman or Snow White. How are these new interpretations of familiar source material that usually add to the lore, reinterpret characterizations and dynamics, any different from fanfiction?
But heaven forbid we call The Dark Knight Nolan’s Batman fanfiction. No, fanfiction is that silly thing that we can’t take seriously, but that new Joker movie, that however is high-end art.
This. Fanfiction is variations on an existing theme, simultaneously making use of and satisfying people’s existing love for a story that they’re happy to consume more of, and cultivating the synergy between an existing story/mythos and a new author who, in interacting with characters they’d never have created themselves, creates something that neither they nor any of the story’s previous tellers could have made all by themselves.
Fanfiction is the new whole being greater than the sum of its parts, and fanfiction is the story being made limitless, retelling by retelling, and it is wonderful.
It’s also worth noting that Batman himself only came into being because of The Scarlet Pimpernel, a series of books about an extravagantly rich foppish playboy by day, daring hero in disguise by night (I mean, loosely. He also fopped by night and heroed by day, but you get my drift). Written by a woman no less.
Batman is a transformative work with a modernised crime-fighting SP but also borrowing strongly from earlier comic books, and yet it is seen as definitive.
Coming back here to say that I think the derision for fanart also has some of its roots in our capitalist hellscape.
It’s the age old “If thing not make you money, why you care about thing?” that’s so prevalent in the system. Of course some people do make money with their fanart, but I think that is still part of the scorn.
It’s supposed to be something you do not just for fun, but for practice, people like this think. Once you’re good at it, you can drop it and make money by focusing on your OCs and original work!
Couldn’t agree more. Fan art and fic are absolutely valid. We really need to stop putting an age limit on fun as well!
Funnily enough, my Mum sent me this just today. It was in the front of the Doctor Who book she’d just purchased. (My Mum’s in her 70btw… tell her she’s too old for fandom, I dare you…)