No Bitches

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no you have to contribute to your fandom if you don't want it to die. most fandoms die because people say 'it's so sad watching the fandom die when the hype dies' without doing anything about it. I'm not saying you have to push out 100k word slow-burn fic, I'm not saying you have to make fan art or gif sets or edits or anything. I'm just saying we as a community should contribute to our fandom if we don't want it to die, and by contributing, I'm talking about giving kudos, commenting on your favorite fics, reblogging your favorite art and just talking about your favorite characters. that's enough to keep a fandom alive. that's the most effective way to keep a fandom alive in my humble opinion.

fandoms die because people stop talking about it, fandoms die because people stop engaging with fan content once the hype is gone. what I'm saying is, mainstream media's hype may be gone, but our fandom can stay alive and thriving if us as a community don't let it die.

99.99% of rap haters have never even listened to rap. or if they have it's like one gangsta rap song & they treat the genre as a monolith and act like it's representative of every rap song ever. and well of course they are also just racist

I miss my human Raph so much <— can draw them at anytime

Imagine being Lucy’s friends daughter and staying with the Emerson’s.

Michael invites the boys over and asks them what that smell is, it’s so delicious and it’s coming from your room.

The boys have more heightened senses then Michael, as he’s only a half vampire. When the boys hear it’s coming from your room they all share a smirk, having been able to smell you and hear your very quiet moans before they even got to the door.

“I think your little friends having some troubles,” Marko chuckles as the five boys stand outside your door.

Michaels eyes go wide as he realises what he’s been smelling, now realising just how hard his cock has been getting.

They can hear the frustration and desperation in your little huffs as they listen to the desperate wet sounds pick up again.

“Sounds like she needs help,” Dwayne chuckles as he smirks at the boys.

Then they hear it, your breathing picking up, your heart rate beating fasting, and that primal intoxicating smell filling all their senses.

“Ooohh, Michael,” they all hear you so quietly moan.

Michaels eyes widen again as he holds back a strained moan.

“Fuck, Michael, you are one lucky guy,” Marko grins widely.

“Wish she was moaning my name. Sound so good coming from her,” Paul groaned, as he not so subtly adjusts his jeans.

Paul now stands closer to Michael, a hand hotly placed on his hip as his lips press against Michaels ear. He hates to admit but the smell of both your release and Paul’s scent now enclosing him, begins to drive him absolutely wild.

“I mean I can’t blame her, Mikey. If I was a sweet little thing like that and I saw you around the house half naked all the time, I’d have to rub my little pussy raw too,” Paul seductively teases in Michaels ear.

The boys, especially Paul, teasing Michael, is my kink.

'he would not fucking say that' maybe he would if he knew he was starring in his very own porn fic for the sole purpose of delighting some freaks on archive of our own dot org. maybe he'd play it up for the cameras. ever consider that

I have been obsessed with this man

me whenever anybody says that they like me/that i’m their friend

as an asexual who likes to imagine sex but doesnt actually like having sex, sometimes it just feels like sex isnt real but i wish it was. and post