I think I am officially Fandom Old. I am so worn out from the arguments on who's the top or the bottom (who cares), what is allowed to be written (anything you want, bejeebus), what is Problematic (I know, just tag it), what other people Should Do (they Should live their lives free of judgment). There isn't a Right Way to do things. Tag your stuff appropriately, don't read stuff you don't want to read, and leave other people (me) alone.
its so hard to take fatphobes seriously when you realize they're living in a fullfledged delusion. Like you could look at a thin person and i buying our groceries one after the other and see them buying nothing but carbs and snacks and soda and frozen processed foods and me buying nothing but locally sourced meats and whole vegetables and water and maintain that i must live a less healthy lifestyle bc of my weight. You can watch me and a thin person walk up the same hill and see them losing their breath and needing to take breaks and see me make it to the top without breaking a sweat and maintain that i must live a less healthy lifestyle bc of my weight. You can watch a thin person eat an entire bucket of fried chicken in one sitting and have nothing to say and then see a fat person eat nothing but salads for a week and tell them "hey you know salad isn't as healthy as you think it is i bet that dressing is full of fats and croutons are just carbs i bet that salad is mostly croutons and disgusting fatty dressing this is why you aren't losing weight". You have to completely divorce yourself from reality to maintain your worldview and its pathetic. 99% of the thin people i know dont go to a gym regularly and dont worry about eating healthily at all. Im simply not going to live in your fantasy world where thin people are allowed to be thin because of their genetics but fat people can never ever be fat because of their genetics and every choice they make is a moral failing.
No matter how little notes something i post about fat liberation gets some volatile fatphobe always manages to find it and say the stupidest least science informed bullshit ive ever heard in my life, its a true show of dedication from them even i don't think about fat people this much
I like the thought of not being able to touch Volts hair because it’s electricity. He’ll watch, absolutely mesmerized, how Eddie slurps and eats you out with such vigor but can’t try it for himself because what’ll happen if you squeeze your thighs around his head like you do for Eddie? Bunch his bright, white hair up in your finger while you grind against his mouth desperately? No, you’ll get shocked, you’ll get hurt, and Volt would never forgive himself if that happened.
When he gets realized, it takes Volt days to realize that you can touch him- Touch his hair, play with it, grip it like you’d do for Eddie. He wastes no time nuzzling his face deep into your neck, kissing and sloppily marking you like how he hadn’t been able to before. When he finally reaches in between your sweet thighs, his nails are nearly puncturing your skin from how hard he’s gripping.
It’s sloppy at at best, him noisily moaning into your warm cunt, only getting more ravenous when you grip his hair at the base and tug after the first orgasm. He doesn’t want to pull away, no, because Volt wants to catch up on all the times he wasn’t able to do this, for every time he’s gotten jealous of how Eddie would moan while laying on his stomach between your thighs, rutting into the mattress under him. Volt completely understands now, and he’ll refuse to stop until his tongue has memorized your taste.
On Saturday I said to my partner, as I have said for months, "A ten thousand dollar a year raise would solve so many of my problems."
As of this morning I was reluctantly looking for jobs because I love my job and don't want to leave it, but see: $10k raise problem solver.
As of noon today this was no longer an issue, because my boss called me with the news that I was getting a $10K merit raise.
I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. This is roughly $200 extra per paycheck. Enough to pay off debt faster, rebuild my savings, and spend a weekend a month in Milwaukee getting obscenely laid. The sex I'm going to have on $200 extra per paycheck. You can't even.
May all of you get the $10K raise your soul has yearned for. And whatever level of sex you can be satisfied with for $200.
reblogging this to add that I often think about the old man yaoi mangaka on bluesky who said "the phrase that finally convinced me that the English language is truly beautiful was 'this shit is so ass'"
I saw your post about objects hating you so you actively avoid them. Literally me bc Hoove hates me so that closet door in the laundry room is permanently closed. I don’t even wanna look at him now lol
That said, I think there’s still a way to have a happy end with them. Like maybe the objects start talking about how boring things have been with others who are friends or lovers with you. Slowly but surely, they realize that perhaps they were too harsh with you or misunderstood you. Word gets around the house that they want to talk again and you hear of it. For me, it’d probably take a few days to approach them again bc my irritation can last for a while. But I imagine once they start talking, perhaps they could start over and try again.
Bonus points if they start falling in love with you but you’ve friendzoned them/they feel guilty for misunderstanding your intentions in the first place. Love me some good angst
this one's pretty interesting !! also i have the same problem w/ hoove and unfortunately have been forced to interact with him due to some questlines and he was REALLY sour about it >:(
the idea of the dateables finally coming around to you seems nice at first, but you just can't trust them. even if you come to mutual agreements with them, the damage had already been done.
if they fall in love with you as well? it's really just a losing game. your friendship with them is already rocky as it is, seeing as you still spend as little time with them as you can.
you'll never get to go to the games with them, you'll never stay for long at the breaker box with them, and you'll never sit down to listen to their poetic tales of woe.
worst of all, they'll never get to truly know you, to understand and embrace every facet of you, because you're afraid. you don't know if you'll be cast aside again, and it breaks their heart to know it was their fault.
Fandoms stopped being a fun escape from reality when people started spreading the belief that you should prioritize purity over pleasure and the art you create must be a reflection of your moral standards at all times.
On your first day of work, you encountered a monster beyond your comprehension. A colossal mass of blight and energy, standing above trees and hills and overseeing the grounds with an all-knowing gaze.
You'd assumed he is the owner of the Monster Hotel, the one who guides everything with an iron fist. You were quickly told by your centaur manager that no, the forgotten God of an ancient, long buried Cosmos is just Toby. The gardener.
Toby is rather shy and mostly mumbles words of a cursed language you don't dare to understand. He frequently offers you small bouquets of flowers whenever you pass by his garden. On particularly hot days, he likes to wear his lucky straw hat.
I do have a few that I’d love to share! (Though I’m sure some of these may sound familiar as I’m sure I am not alone in thinking about these headcanons and I’d love to hear what other people’s headcanons are too! :D
General miqo’te headcanons
-While the huntspeak is remnant of the miqo’te’s old language, I’d like to think that each clan/tribe has its own unique huntspeak so that no other tribe nearby could understand that they found pray or whatnot. In that same light, I’d think there would be universal clicks and whistles that all clans/tribes had so that way they could also alert other nearby tribes that a quarry has been claimed or that there is bigger danger lurking about
-To bounce off the first one, they’d also use huntspeak to get each other’s attention whether it be because they need to alert them of danger or get them to focus or just to annoy each other when they’re bored (because we all have those moments of random bouts of chaotic energy) and of course, anyone else who isn’t aware or used to hearing huntspeak will be very confused at first by their miqo’te friend.
-Miqo’te rely on their hearing more than their other senses so they’ll typically pick up on noises sooner than other races.
-Keeper miqo’te typically can see better in darkness while Seeker Miqo’te have better vision in the day time. A miqo’te born to parents of different clans will have good sight no matter what time of day it is.
-Yes, miqo’te eyes will have a faint glow in pitch darkness if light is reflected kind of like an actual cat
-hunting is seen as a rite of passage for young miqo’tes. But before they can participate in the hunt, they have to accompany the hunters to gain experience and knowledge, usually around the age of 10 but sometimes as late as 12. Once a young miqo’te feels ready, they’ll lead their first hunt and get the first pray-it’s seen as a big deal so it’s not uncommon to celebrate the day/night before.
-those who are too young or old to hunt or are barred from hunting for one reason or another are expected to stay behind and watch/defend the tribe’s home/shelter while the others hunt.
Keeper Headcanons
-Canonally, male Keepers tend to wander about and not really settle down (as any female seeker will tell you that men are best in small doses) but I also headcanon that the males will return to the tribes/clans they have children in just to check in and provide assistance every so often or to mate again. Most of the time, they’re glorified babysitters while the mothers and older siblings hunt but sometimes they’ll join in on larger hunts, this is especially true in the more isolated tribes.
-A keeper clan is usually 2-3 families living together and the mother and oldest sister of each family are seen as the authority figures. Depending on the age, the mothers will stay behind to watch the younger kits while the older daughters hunt or if the older daughters are still too young hunt, they’ll be the ones to stay behind to watch the kits.
-Male keepers usually stay with their tribe/clan until they reach the age range of 18-21, sometimes as soon as 16. From there, they’ll take off and begin a nomadic lifestyle but will still check in with their tribe from time to time until they find a mate of their own to start a new tribe with. Most of the sons will live with their fathers and brothers but some choose to wander alone.
Ear and Tails and general affection
-Headbunts, headbutts, headnudges, etc.. are a common way for miqo’te to show affection to others, be it another miqo’te or not, and for the most part, they occur on instinct when a miqo’te is feeling happy or affectionate and are unable to verbally express their contentedness. For those who are used to these random bouts of closeness, the bunt can be gentle and warming but for someone who has never experienced it before, it can be a little startling at first but overall amusing as it shows the connection of trust.
-It’s no secret that Miqo’te use their ears and tails as a way of expression but they also use their tails as a way to show affection/deep trust to someone. Typically if they are relaxing with said person, they’ll lay their tail across the other persons lap or will wrap it around a waist or an arm. Other miqo’te’s will interlock their tails together as a way to express that deep connection.
-Head pats and ear scratches are welcomed from friends and family (but strangers will receive a swift bat away with a hand should they try to get remotely close to a miqo’te’s ears.) and receiving an ear scratch can help calm a miqo’te down or keep them content. (a headbutt isn’t an uncommon response to this)
-the same can be said about their tails, only close family and friends can touch or pet their tails and anyone else will receive a swift smack with their tail and despite how soft they look, their tails can hit quite hard.
Thanks for the ask @nyarumi-nyan :3
That’s all I have for now as the other headcanons I use were written by other people and I won’t repeat them here but this was super fun to answer! If you have any miqo’te headcanon’s, I’d be interested in hearing about them too!!
not to keep harping on this but if you HATE shaving your body or any other part of your "beauty routine": stop doing it. just stop doing it, at least for a little while (maybe when you don't have a lot going on if that helps) and HONESTLY gauge how it makes you feel. is this feeling better or worse than the amount of time, stress, and money the routine takes? do YOU actually prefer how you looked before, or are you only worried about what others think? if you stopped doing the routine forever, could you find other ways to feel better about yourself with that energy?
when I was like 19 and the idea of not shaving my legs anymore first occurred to me (bc I had a Cool Progressive Boyfriend that Didn't Care) i just stopped and it was immediately like... a quantifiably large chunk of unnecessary anxiety just sloughed off my life forever. instantaneously I got rid a bunch of effort and stress I had been accepting as normal, and replaced it with more time to do what actually made me feel 'ready' in the morning, like hygiene, coffee, preparing for my activities etc.
and i DONT feel self conscious about body hair personally but even if I did, no amount of shame over hair could outweigh how much easier my life is. not just bc 'shaving annoying' or 'long showers' or whatever, but like. yeah I don't waste as much time getting ready anymore, and I also don't have to realize last minute before some leg-showing event that im unfit for display and have a whole self-esteem plummeting anxiety attack about whether I should rush it unsafely and risk being late, cut up, and stressed out before the event, or go With Hair and feel judged the whole time. i don't have to go through any of those emotions and when anyone does comment on my hair rudely, im in a much healthier place to deal with it and tell them to fuck off rather than validate THEIR fucked up standards by feeling bad.
once I realized I didn't give a shit and neither did anyone I cared about, it also gave me the freedom to cut out a bunch of other shit I was only doing (or Thinking I Should) bc it was what girls Have To Do to be presentable. fuck shaving fuck waxing fuck eyebrow shaping fuck concealer fuck multi step skincare fuck shapewear fuck lip fillers fuck contouring fuck teeth whitening fuck all of it, you do not need to change ANYTHING about how you look Every Single Day.
for those of you about to say "but I like being shaven/wearing makeup/literally pulling hair out of my face painfully every day etc etc etc":
have fun and mod your avatar all you want but for gods sake if you hate it and complain about how long it takes and all the stuff you "have" to buy or do just to "get ready" - you do not have to. you're not just having fun. you are not getting Ready, you are making your mood and experience worse for yourself, which is going to make you feel unready and unprepared for actually being yourself comfortably.
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