#reason*

[palacesofmymind]

does it ever drive you crazy

[cryoculus]

damn i am genuinely so sleepy . good night, men 🐎 if you see any nice kyryll art, tag me and i'll love you forever 🤍

[sharkface]

I don't have a problem with a lot of fan content focusing on shipping honestly even stuff that's generic and out of character or clearly so far removed from the original the op has fundamentally just made ocs inspired by certain characters. People harp on these things a lot but I feel like overall shipping is just not necessarily solely responsible for other problems fanbases tend to have and probably doesn't deserve to be seen as THE thing wrong with fanworks, because you really can just avoid it if you don't like seeing it. The thing I have a problem with is that so often people who are only really interested in shipping have to go out of their way to create an alternative version of the source material to make this make sense and then will get mad at YOU for not agreeing that a bunch of hypothetical shit they just sort of made up is an interpretation of the actual text. And because they only care about shipping they kind of have to discard everything that gets in the way of that, creating entire nonexistent character traits and arcs or "fix it" fanworks that fundamentally alter the entire story so that they can creates scenarios where characters can kiss.

When we're at a point where the story itself comes second to having two characters to pair up, and you literally cannot attempt to interpret any part of a story other than deciding what character's you'd like to see paired up, you are not doing "character analysis," you're barely even Watching Shows. It is fine that you like romance centric plotlines, and I think it's great if you like it enough to make fan content of it, but you NEED to be able to separate the thing you do for fun (shipping) from the actual narrative you are engaging with and stop getting so defensive when people just don't see what you see. You are a member of an incredibly niche hobby subculture, most people who are interested in analysis of narratives and characters do not do it the way you do and will find your disregard for the text in favor of irrelevant romances and smut shallow, because it IS shallow. And it's fine to be shallow and have fun in a way others find bland or distasteful, but even so, this behavior is degrading your ability to engage with and understand media. It's making you WORSE at the thing you supposedly like doing.

You don't need to engage with things you don't enjoy, but I think you'll find that if you just stretch out of your comfort zone a little bit and just put the ship goggles down for a second you'll see a lot of value in what you find.

[atlafan]

when you and the girlies are getting wild in the gc 🤭 thanks @boundtobreakk for the inspo as always

When you looked up and saw the dark look in his eyes, you knew you fucked up. Because it's not the dark look he gives you when he's turned on and ready to get his mouth on you. No, it's the dark look he gets when he's zoned out, contemplating your punishments. You've seen it when you've gone out to group dinners, and you've seen it when he's driving, and you've seen it when he's standing in the doorway of your bedroom.

Your first mistake was thinking he was going to give you all the power tonight. He usually makes you work for it when he lets you suck him off, but he was in a good mood and let you take his pants off. He let you spread him out on the bed. He even let you tease him! But you forgot that you're never supposed to tease him like the way he teases you. You're not supposed to edge him. It's okay when he does it to you, you love being edged. But Harry hates it. He hates getting worked up, ready to come in your mouth and down your throat, all for it to be taken away. No release. All he sees is the grin on your face. All he hears is the taunting giggle coming from your lips.

So, after the third time you denied him an orgasm and you looked up to see him looking off like this, so dark and sinister and angry, you knew you fucked up. You took advantage of his kindness. You scrambled, you started taking him deep down your throat to choke on him, but he reached forward and yanked you slowly off of him.

"You're done now." He said lowly.

"Harry, I'm so sorry, I-"

"Harry?" His eyebrows raised, his eyes even angrier now.

Shit. Shit.

"Daddy, I meant to say daddy."

"But you didn't. Are you so cock-dumb that you've forgotten all of our rules? They're not there just for fun, you know."

"I know, I'm sorry. I got carried away. You said I could have my fun with you, so-"

"So you thought that gave you the green light to give me blue balls?"

"I didn't realize I was-"

"Yes, you did." He let go of your hair, and you sat back on your feet, watching as he spit into his hand and gripped his throbbing cock. He spread his legs a little wider apart, and really got going on himself. Twisting and pulling and spreading his precome all around. Normally, when he does this, this is when you would lean forward and open your mouth for him to feed it into you. "Don't. You're not getting this, you're not getting a single drop."

"I just want to make you feel good."

"You've had forty-five fucking minutes and you decided to dick around. So, you're not getting a goddamn thing more from me. You're going to sit there and watch me get myself off, and I swear to god if you so much as pout, I will spank your ass until it's red and stinging and leave you face down on the bed without having taken care of you."

"You'd...you'd spank me and not even clean me up after?"

"Do you think you deserve to be treated so nicely?"

It's all clicking for you now. You were cruel to him. You hurt him. You were punishing him for literally no reason and you hadn't even realized it.

"Oh...of, I fucked up. I'm so sorry, I-"

"Begging won't help you now. This is why I'm the one in charge. You have no idea what to do with all of that power because you're a greedy little thing that doesn't know when she's had enough, right?" You're silent. "I asked you a question."

"Yes, sorry. You're right."

"I know I am."

"Please don't make me sit here and watch, I want to-"

"If you don't be quiet and sit there like a good girl, I will tie you down and gag you. And I don't think you want that tonight judging by how red your wrists and ankles are from the other day."

Your pupils grow small at the memory. He was rough with you the other night. You wanted him to be. You two both know your limits. Even now, if you didn't like the scene that was unfolding, you knew you could use your safe word and it would all stop. He'd rush to you, make sure you were okay, and then you two would go sit in the bath and relax. And even though you're terrified of what else he might do this evening, you're also turned on by how angry he is. He looks evil, wicked, fisting at his cock, grunting and groaning. The way his stomach muscles contract, the way his biceps are flexing...as much as it pains you to not be allowed to touch him right now, the sight before you isn't 100% torture.

"I'll be good daddy." You sit up straight and take a deep breath.

"Don't sit like that. Let me see you. Sit back on your hands and open your legs wide for me." You scramble to do so quickly. The more agreeable you are right now, the better. "You're pathetic, look at how wet you are."

"You know, for someone who was so pissed off about not being able to come, you sure are taking a long time to finish." You snapped.

Harry's hand dropped from his cock. He scooted off the bed and slowly walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He turned the fan on so you wouldn't be able to hear anything. Two minutes later, he's walking out with flushed cheeks and a new pair of boxers covering himself. He walks over to his dresser and opens the top drawer, fishing out your collar and the ropes he uses to tie you to the bed. You're shaking by the time he comes back over to you.

"Do you need to say your safe word?"

"No daddy."

"What is up with you tonight?" He asks as he has you lay back so he can start tying you down on your stomach. "Hm? Why are you being such a brat? You haven't gotten like this since we first got together and you were new to everything."

"I don't know." You sigh, giving your wrists a yank to show him you'll be able to stay in place. "Think I'm just stressed from work. My supervisor is such a douchebag, maybe I was bringing some of the attitude I wish I could give him in here."

"You know you could have just talked to me." He straddles you from behind to get your collar in place. "Now I have to put this over your mouth so you have something to bite down on. Are you sure you don't need to use your safe word? It's okay if you do."

"No, I'm okay. I was bad...I took advantage of getting to play with you. I...I should be punished." You let him clip the collar so it's over your mouth, and you do your best to relax into the bed.

"Well, you get a few points for telling me the truth, but I'm still pissed off, so I'm not going to take it easy on you." You hear him turn one of your vibrators on and he slips it inside of you. "I'm going to wreck you."

[killyjae]

[sparrowposting]

I'm feeling real bad abt life tonight and idk why everything just seems so scary and uncertain and I feel like my boss isn't pleased with me (absolutely untrue?? My brain is just???) + worries about longterm career + I just...want a permanent position and to be able to pay the bills....

[deityofhearts]

lately whenever my roommates start bickering I just start singing like an angelic choir in the background until they stop