No No - Blog Posts
Okey, I’m hoping not being the only ones with the icks on smut or fanfics bc it’s like something that I have been trying to deal.
My icks are like the “no-nos” on one author that writes fanfics it’s almost the same but for me it’s like a feeling of disgusting when I just read the minimal of thing that contains my icks.
For example, when people write things abt step dad or step brother, is an immediately block.
I remember once I read something about a character hiding a camera in the bathroom of her step mom and my jaw dropped 💀
Also when they write things about the character cheating on his wife with us. Like they “instantly fall in love with us” and then he feels bad bc his wife can’t have childrens but then boom we are pregnant. Like respectfully, no.
Is not hate to anyone it’s just my personal opinion !!
(Also English is not my first language, there’s prolly like 10 grammar errors 🥲)
lovesick leader
New YJ Trailer got the gals like:
Taissa:
Natalie:
Mari:
Shauna:
Misty:
Lottie:
Jackie:
Melissa:
im right, now applaud me
Not enough attention is paid to the thematic and lyrical parallels between 'Hello My Old Heart' by the Oh Hellos, 'How to Rest' by The Crane Wives, and 'Ruin' by The Amazing Devil. In this essay I will--
Normalcy Is What You Crave (But How Can You Be So Foolish?)
@m1d-45. I've returned with another poem.
Forgive and forget
An interesting saying, is it not?
But can it really be applied here
When the scars remain
Of cruel deaths
And vicious hunts
When the memories linger
Plaguing the mind
Shattering rose tinted glasses
Can one be forgiven
Of such a heinous deed
Can one even forgive
Such a terrible sin
When one pledges loyalty
Faith to the very end
But it is the monsters who stay
Devoted and loving
Forgiveness is not for you
They will never forget
And they will never forgive
Not in the way that matters
You who stood once so tall
Blessed and beloved
Are nothing more than sinners
Fallen from grace
And it is before you
Your honored god sits
Surrounded by a court of monsters
Who wait on them
For every beck and call
Forgive and forget, was it?
Pitiful.
Mercy was not meant for you
You shall find no salvation here