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Winter Soldier Comic Giveaway

Thunderbolts (2016 - 2017) #1 - #12

Winter Soldier (2018 - 2019) #1 - #5.

This will be a 2-winner giveaway, to share the wealth.

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Winners will be chosen Tuesday, March 2, 2020 (after 5:00 pm mst).

Winners will be announced once I have contacted them via DM (from steverogersnotebook) or ask (from aka-steverogersnotebook).

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The Senses Challenge (Dark Superheroes)

Hello my darlings! I’m here with a mini challenge that was discussed in the Dark MCU writers group. This will be a dark superheroes challenge so let’s get those goody two shoes all turned around. Rules:

1 - Characters can be from Marvel or DC or Vertigo  2 - Please tag everything appropriately for trigger warnings 3 - There is no limit to how many writers can take a prompt. Send me a comment, ask or message detailing which one you want to take and I’ll update this list. 4 - Please tag me in your finished works and use the #thesenseschallenge because Tumblr is actually awful at showing me mentions sometimes so I may have to go hashtag trawling. 5 - The deadline is….December 31st. I don’t want anyone to feel rushed. (Following or reblogging is not necessary, just appreciated if you want to) Prompts below the cut:

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It Happened-Why now?

Chapter 1

Word Count: 4263

You opened your bleary eyes, blinking back to try and adjust them to the amount of sunlight coming in through the blinds. The twinge of a slight headache was coming just behind your eyes. After rubbing the last of sleep away from your eyes, you look around to get a bearing on your location. You know this isn’t your room, the room you and your husband share together. You smile as the thought of your 6’2, blond hair, Greek god bodied, 100-watt smile having, deepest ocean blue-eyed husband came to mind. You turned in bed to see the body next to you, “WTF???” you think to yourself, the body next to you isn’t your husband’s.

This body that ran 6’0, bodybuilder chested, with the recognizable metal limb lazily draped over your torso. The body turned in its still sleeping nature, adjusting its position, finally giving you the other half of your betrayal…your hands clasped to your mouth as you starred into the face of the other love of your life…James Buchanan Barnes. You jump back in bed and almost tumble to the floor, while trying to quiet the sobs that wrecked through your chest, as the salt stream that ran down your face the night before returned with a vengeance.

Months back when Steve arrived at the tower with James in tow, your fellow Avengers (minus Natasha who’d been on a mission for just over a week at the time) had been for the most part welcoming aside from Tony keeping his distance to an already distant man, who didn’t speak unless he deemed it necessary. But when Steve had asked for your help with erasing what Hydra did to him mentally, you ran at the chance. I mean it was obvious to you and maybe one other person that you were smitten by him at first glance.

So, you did everything in your literal power to help remove the triggers HYDRA put in place to activate James into the Winter Soldier. The more time you spent together, the more he would open up to you and Steve, and then eventually the others. The closer you, and he got he’d asked you to call him Bucky, his arm would linger a little longer after hugs, until the day you finally stopped wimping out and initiated you’re the first kiss with him. It was absolute magic, on your part, you’d been afraid that he might not be on the same level of liking you as you were to him.

Of course, all those thoughts had disappeared as Bucky whispered into your ear after your kiss, “I’ve always thought about what my name would sound like falling from your lips in, as I bury my cock inside the softest place on earth.”

When he pulled back to look into your eyes, you grabbed his hand and ran to your room. Slamming the door shut, you both attacked each other with such fervor, that was the first time you and Bucky had sex, but it wasn’t the last. There were broom closets, bathrooms, and numerous places that had seen themselves marked by you and his sexcapades. But for every one of those, there were even more stolen kisses, cuddles and I love you’s to boot. It seemed weird that this was happening so fast, you two had only known each other for 3 months and dating for 2, when it all became too good to be true. One name ruined and crumpled your whole world in just a few days.

Natasha

You, Bucky and the team were all eating breakfast in the common room when Natasha walked in from the mission she’d been on since before Bucky’s arrival. Everyone had been enthusiastic in greeting her, except your Bucky, he’d stood up and looked up at her as if he’d seen a ghost.

“Natalia?” he said in a clear Russian accent you’d only heard when he moaned Russian curse words during your lovemaking.

“Jacob?” Natasha replied with her own Russian accent, and eyes just as wide as Bucky’s were.

Everyone around the table just stared at the two in confusion, until he walked up to Natasha and pulled her body flush to his in a passionate kiss. Talk about a gut punch, you dropped the bowl you were eating out of, it hit the ground in a loud splintering fashion, the sound broke their kiss and brought everyone’s attention to you, you looked around at your teammates in embarrassment. Their looks of shock and pity were too much, you didn’t think you’d run out of a place so fast in your life.

You didn’t come out of your room for the rest of the day, even when either Bucky or Steve knocked on your door intermittently. The next morning as you opened your door you found Bucky sitting there looking up at you ashamed at what he’d done. He’d begged you to let him come in so he could explain to you why he did what he did, telling you the story of how he and Natasha met and fell in love, and when she was taken away from him, as she was arranged to marry Alexi Shostakov, a high ranking official in the KGB and that he was removed as her trainer at the Red Room. When he finished his tale he apologized to you and made passionate love to you. If only you had known that, that would be the last time you all would make truly be together.

Bucky began to withdraw from you, making excuses about being tired or needing to train. Whenever you did get a chance to catch up to him he was always with Natasha. She made no secret of her intentions, as you always found her touching him in some shape or form. You finally assumed that if he didn’t say he was breaking up with you, you two were still officially together.

So, you let him be, gave him the space he showed from his actions that he needed. You even kept the faith when he had started telling you that he would sleep in his own room instead of yours. Oh, but the final nail in the coffin came when you woke one night and couldn’t go back to sleep, so you changed into your work out gear and headed to the gym, only to find upon walking in, Bucky pinning Natasha to the wall, with her legs on his arms, pulverizing her cunt. You quietly backed out and returned to your room and cried yourself to sleep.

When Bucky came to your room that morning you were shocked and angry, he’d told you he knew that you had walked in on him and Natasha making love. That’s exactly what the fuck he called it, “making love.” If you could have ripped his tongue from his mouth at that very moment, you would have. He told you that she was his first love, and that they were getting married and that it wasn’t his intention to hurt you. You began to hyperventilate, and all you could remember was your world turning black as you passed out. You woke up alone in the dark, with pure pain in your heart.

Eventually, the rest of the team found out about the break-up, everyone mostly kept their 2 cents to themselves, not wanting to take sides. You remained in your room for a month held up in seclusion, not even coming out to eat as you lived off your stash of snacks and Gatorade. Conveniently you had missed their wedding during your self-enforced solitude.

Finally, Steve had had enough, he had Tony to disable the encryption lock on your room and came in and found you in your disheveled state. He told you how beautiful you were inside and out, and that you didn’t deserve to have what happened, happen to you, and that you shouldn’t let it stop you from living your life. He made you go take a shower and put on clean clothes, then took you out for a ride on his motorcycle. For the first time in a while you didn’t feel weighed down, you felt like you could breathe normally without any tightness in your chest.

Steve came like your knight in shining armor, whisking you away from the tower whenever possible. Trying to help you to get your mind off the pain and hurt you were feeling. It made getting over Bucky that much easier. Soon you were comfortable enough to be around your friends again, without sparing Bucky or Natasha a second glance. Steve felt he was ready to talk to Bucky about you. He’d asked his best friend if it was ok to ask you out on a date. Seeing you getting back to normal gave Steve the courage to finally ask you if you were willing to try love again, with him this time. You admitted to him you were scared and nervous, but you told him that you had been developing feelings for him and you were willing to try being in a relationship with him. He later told you that Bucky had given his blessing, but he wouldn’t tell you about the tick in Bucky’s jaw that he thought he might have imagined.

You and Steve continued to grow closer and closer, so much so that Tony and Sam would crack jokes about you two being joined at the hip, it made you both blush and everyone laugh. You two beamed at each other with his arms wrapped around your waist and your back held snuggly against his chest. You two were in LOVE and everyone knew it. Even though you made it your duty not to look into Bucky's direction at all, it allowed you to miss the unsavory look that crossed his face whenever someone mentioned you and Steve as a couple. Not to mention the rolled eyes and glares he’d shoot in your and Steve’s direction whenever you two were in plain sight.

It had been 6 months since your mental recess after your break up with Bucky and 3 months since you and Steve had started dating when you had finally been cleared to go on missions.  On your first mission back, you were obviously excited to go even though you had to be partnered with Bucky, you bounced around in your seat like a child headed to Disney World. With this mission being a HYDRA base you were his mental shield away from any trigger words that would be hauled at him, even having to be stuck with him couldn’t put a damper on your spirits. Steve even pulled you to the side before you all exited the Quinjet to tell you to get your nerves in check, and you reassured him that you were fine, giving him a quick peck on the lips and turned to walk off the jet. You hadn’t noticed the worried glance he and Bucky shared as they exited behind the rest of the team.

You’d gotten overzealous once you all were in the field, and while shielding Bucky, you hadn’t seen the HYDRA grunt that was waiting in the rafter above you two. You were shot three times once in the neck and twice in the torso, Steve was there when you woke up and told you what happened, how you’d been in a coma for over a week and had coded twice through your infirmary stay. He told you how much he loved you and how scared he was that he was going to lose you, you could see the worry in his eyes. Everyone came by after you had come out of your coma, even Bucky came by apologizing for not doing more to protect you, but you had assured him that it wasn’t his fault. You two seemed to be in an okay place now.

The day they discharged you, Steve helped you back to your room and surprised you with a proposal, telling you he didn’t want either one of you leaving this earth without being able to call each other husband and wife. You’d happily said yes, and the two of you were married two days later at Cupid’s chapel in the Lower East Side. All your teammates were there, with Bucky as the Best Man and Pepper as your maid of honor. It was the happiest moment of your lives, and yet not everyone shared your sentiment as you would soon find out.

Some 2 months later, you and Steve were still basking in your newlywed bliss, when the team was being sent on another HYDRA mission, you and Bucky were automatically excluded because of you still recovering and his vulnerability to the Winter Soldier’s trigger words. For once you were happy that you didn’t have to go on the mission, as you had been feeling weird and fatigued. You helped Steve pack his bag and you both snuggled extra tight into each other the night before the team left. The next morning you walked Steve to the ship bay and kissed him deeply telling him to come back to you safely. "I will, I love you, baby," he said as he hugged and kissed you once more. You watched him walk up the ramp into the ship, "Steve..." you called out to him. He turned around to face you. "I love you, Daddy," you waved at him. As if you thought his smile couldn't get any bigger, it did.

The first two days you chose to stay in your room secluded, but on that third day, you couldn’t take it anymore. So, you ventured out to the common area to watch tv, you hadn’t expected to run into Bucky, who was laying on one of the couches. You turned to walk back to your room, but Bucky called out to you. Asking you to stay, this was the first time you two had been alone since your stay at the infirmary. You’d asked if he ate yet to break the awkward silence, and decided to order food for the two of you when the food arrived you both ate in silence, this time Bucky spoke up first. He’d told you how sorry he was that you had been hurt in the field and that he was happy that you and Steve found each other with a smile that didn’t quite meet his eyes. You’d told him thank you, and that although he’d shown you what heartache was, it had made you realize what true love really was with Steve. You’d thought for a second that you’d seen hurt in his eyes after your comment, but you’d shrugged it off as your mind playing tricks on you. James apologized for hurting you, and you’d told him it was water under the bridge.

He grabbed your hand and asked you to dance with him since you didn’t have a wedding reception to dance at. You hesitated for a second but, decided to oblige him. When he asked JARVIS to play, You Belong to Me by Jo Stafford, you’d began to pull away but he’d held you in place, asking you to humor him. As the song went on he pulled you closer or was it that you came closer willingly. As the song ended you went to pull back but he had his arms around your waist, you looked up at him and there was a look in his eyes, you couldn’t describe but then he kissed you. Kissing then led to fondling, Bucky carried you to your old bedroom, tossing you on the bed. He quickly removed your shirt and ripped off your bra, planting kisses on your jaw and neck, working his way to your breasts. He released your nipples to quickly do away with his own clothes, standing there looking like an ancient coliseum fighter.

You knew it was wrong, but you didn’t stop it, you indulged in it. Every tender kiss, the gentle tug of your skin, he made you lay back, sliding your shorts off just as swiftly as he did your bra. He kissed your legs, starting from the ankle on down, from their position in the air, taking one leg in each hand and spreading them out from a “V” formation until they were spread as far as they could go. He dived in feverishly, lapping at your entrance, sliding the tip of his tug up to your clit and giving the expert tongue flicks he know you loved, knowing it would get you to a quick release. Within minutes you were coming undone, moaning loudly and biting the back of your wrist to keep from saying anything else. You looked down at him, watching him pant as he wiped off his mouth with his hand and licked the remnants of your juices off his palm. He climbed up your body slowly, kissing you deeply, as though he were trying to reach the back of your mouth.

He pulled back for air, “Baby I’m so sorry, I never meant to hurt you. I still love you.” You huffed, trying to steady your breath before the tears spilled over the brim of your eyes. “I love you too, I really wish I didn’t, but I do.” He looked down to where he still had you spread eagle, rubbing his throbbing cock in his flesh hand, he put it into your welcoming entrance and pushed in ever so slightly only allowing the tip in. Your breath hitched at the feeling. He looked back up at your face, “Then why did you sleep with my best friend…” he slammed into your pussy, filling you to the hilt and then slowly retreating, stopping just at the tip. Your breath hitched at the unexpected force of entry.

“Huh Y/N, why did you half to go and marry Steve?”, he slammed into your slippery pussy again, repeating his retreat again only to slam into you again.

“You could have chosen anybody else in the world? Why Stevie?” he groaned feeling the effects of his own actions against your soaking sex.

You didn’t answer him, closing your eyes and putting your middle finger on your clit, focusing on reaching your orgasm. He slapped your hand away and continued rubbing your clit while ramming his cock inside of you.

“You were mine, doll. Not his, you had no right giving him my pussy, much less taking that man’s last name.”

“You were supposed to have my last name," he said moaning and picking the pace as he pistoned in and out of you.

You glared up at him, finally deciding to reply to his ludicrous remarks with a weird calm “Well you chose your Mrs. Barnes, what does it matter that I am Mrs. Rogers?” smirking up at him. He gave you an ice-cold stare and reached the distance up your body, quickly wrapping his metal hand around your throat and slightly tightened his grip. Your eyes got wide,

Was he really doing this now? Is this how my husband is going to find me, my dead naked body strangled by his best friend?, you mentally asked yourself.

Bucky maintained his hold on you, leaning over and whispering in your ear,

“You’re right doll, it doesn’t matter if you are legally tied to him, or that I am legally tied to Natalia, it will always be my cock and lip service you think about when he is sexing you, and it will always be your sweet pussy and beautiful mouth that I dream about when I am fucking her.”

Maybe it was the possessive nature of his words that did it, but you came like never before, your pussy fluttering around his cock, brought on his own orgasm, making his cum fly into you in droves as you felt his cock twitch inside you.

He collapsed on top of you, the only sounds filling the room were the pants from both your bodies trying to get more oxygen. He rolled to your left side and pulled your limp body into his right side, kissing you on top of the head. With your head on his chest, you looked up into his eyes, and found him staring back into yours.

“You will always be mine, and I will always be yours doll.”

He gave you another deep passionate kiss, and then grabbed your leg and placed it on top of his thighs. Sleep captured you both shortly thereafter.

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So, here you were the morning after, looking out the window and regretting how you’ve hurt your husband and his wife. Contemplating how you were going to explain your stolen moment.  

You didn’t hear Bucky get up from the bed or approach you until he startled you out of your thoughts by wrapping his arms around your waist. “It’s morning”, you said not looking back at him. “I know doll, the sun kind of confirmed that already, he turned you to face him. The chuckle at his own joke dying off as he saw the tears and worry in your face.

“Doll what’s wrong?  He searched your eyes with fear in his own.

“Bucky we just made love to each other, but we both belong to someone else, and you’re asking me what’s wrong?”

You laughed hysterically, turning your back to Bucky, “That’s what’s wrong with me…I am pregnant and violated my marriage just so you could belong to me for just one night…what type of mother am I going to be?”

Bucky crossed the short distance between you two and spun you around to face him.

“You’re pregnant (Y/N)? His eyes wide and searching yours.

“Yea I checked the health app on my phone yesterday, not realizing my cycle was late and took a home pregnancy test.” You smiled and wiped away some of your tears, “Your best friend is going to be a father, Bucky.”

“Y/N you gotta be shitting me?” Anger crossed his face.

“I made love to you for as long as we were together, I always gave you my seed and you never got pregnant. And now you’re standing here telling me my Best friend, who stole my girl, has knocked her up?”

He shook his head, a frown crossing his face,

“No doll, you have to get rid of it.”

You scoffed, “Bucky you left me remember?" "You didn’t even have the decency to break up with me before you fucked Natasha. You made love to her while we were still together.” Tears had begun to flow down your face with anger and hurt coursing through your veins. “You cheated on ME!!!”, you yelled at him. “You made her your wife, not me…I was not good enough for that position in your eyes, but Steve saw that I was, so please tell me again why I can’t give my husband the child he deserves?”

Bucky dropped to his knees in front of you, wrapping his arms around your legs, “I told you last night doll, you belong to me and I to you.”

He looked up to your face, tears dropping from his eyes, with honest to God hurt in them. “That should be my seed growing inside of you, mine Y/N.” He pulled back to look at your belly, “Not Steve’s.”

Tears began to fall from your eyes as you looked down at Bucky.

“We can still do this Y/N, after you have Steve’s baby, you can have mine”, you looked at him incredulously as he continued rambling, “It’s only right Y/N, you were mine first, you are still mine, even Steve knows it deep down inside.” “You don’t have to leave him, he will think the baby is his even though it is mine.”

You tried to pull away from Bucky, he was talking crazy. “Bucky stop, you’re being irrational, I have a husband.” You shook your head furiously, “I can’t be in your life, you gotta go home to your wife.”

He raised up off his knees, and pulled you in close, glaring at you as he spoke through gritted teeth,

“If you won’t have my child, I’ll tell Steve all about our night, sharing each other’s love.”

You looked up at Bucky shocked, your voice barely above a whisper,

“You wouldn’t? You would lose Natasha as well.”

Bucky smiled in a criminally insane fashion, “If I have to be miserable why shouldn’t, everyone else?”

You searched his eyes for resolve but couldn’t find any. You pulled away this time quickly before his grip could tighten to keep you in place.

“You’re still intent on hurting me, just like you did when you cheated on me with Natasha.”

Bucky tried to stop your rant, “Y/N I told you I…”, but you raised your hand up to cut him off,

“My love why can’t you see, how loving you is killing me…” tears dropped from your eyes again. “Bucky, baby I can’t take it anymore.”

You walked towards the door to exit, he tried to pursue, but you held up your hand again halting him.

“If you ever really cared about me, if you really love me like you say you do, then let me keep my happiness.” You walked over to him, kissing him passionately, but brief, you wiped the last remaining tears from your eyes and said,

“If you meant what you said last night, then always remember the lovely night we had and know that I am always yours, and you are always mine. You backed away leaving him there and walked out of the room.

Okay but who was gonna tell me about this 2009 West Side Story photo shoot?

Like, yes, that is Chris Evans as Riff dancing with Ashley Tisdale. And, naturally, Drake Bell and Robert Pattinson are Jets in the background…. and Ben Barnes as Tony and Jennifer Lopez as Anita.

This image is both an incredible recreation of the original shot and an incredibly dynamic photograph in its own right. I’m still fucking baffled by why this exists.

I have been in the mood for an AU challenge for a few months now, even when I was doing my 2K challenge a month ago

Rules:

How to participate: Send me an ask…I won’t respond to DMs

You can write for: Pretty much all Marvel Characters from the MCU and surrounding universes

Ships: It can be OCs, reader, or even marvel pairings/ships. I just ask if you should do a pairing with Shuri, Peter Parker, Gwen Stacy or Miles Morales please keep in mind that they are still technically minors (so no age gap ships).

Genre: It’s open, but it is an AU challenge. I just implore that you be 18+ to write smut.

ONE STORY PER AU so if an AU is taken, then it’s gone.

Use appropriate warnings, especially for triggers, and include a summary!

Word count needs to be 500+ and please use the Keep Reading feature! It makes reblogging your fic kinder on all my followers’ dashboards.

Use the hashtags #rae’s au summer and #rssummerofaus in the first five tags and please make sure you tag me in your fic. If I don’t comment within 24 hours, please send me the link in a DM. Sometimes life gets hectic and I don’t get around to seeing my notifications on time.

Please reblog to signal boost

You don’t have to follow me to participate.

Deadline: September 2, 2019

Prompts under the Cut

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Things I never knew about The Avengers until I started reading fanfics:

1. Tony Stark literally never sleeps.

2. Thor loves to address women as “Lady (name)”. No one knows when he’s coming or going but Stark keeps a room ready for him at all times, regardless.

3. The only degree Bruce actually puts into use is his M.D.

4. Clint not only loves traveling through the vents but he continues to do so despite constantly falling through the ceiling.

5. Part of Natasha’s Red Room training included how to dress her friends for Stark’s parties.

6. No matter what sexuality Steve tries he still has no game.

7. If you are ever recruited, Wanda will be your first and greatest friend.

8. Sam knows everything about everyone.

9. Vision has reverted to Jarvis in physical form.

10. Just be aware that the first time Bucky says two words to you it means he wants to throw you into the nearest supply closet and bang your brains out. This will then happen within 24 hrs.

Finally, but most importantly, the kitchen is rarely used for culinary purposes.

If yo friends aint hypin yo ass up, drop em

In response to the ugly kink-shaming post that’s been going around... Milky-Maid-Library has the genius response.

I refuse to reblog it because the post was shit. It was built with malice and a need to provoke and shame. She was giddy with excitement over the furor she created, which I find pathetic.

What I DID want to share - and I hope this is okay with my sweet milky-maid - is  HER response. This young woman is a survivor of abuse and speaks with a stunning level of intelligence and logic. I read the whole thing with my mouth open. Please read and I hope you find the same feeling of genius and understanding from her that I did.

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Let’s break down the issues I had with this post 🤷‍♀️ :Warning: mentions of abuse, rape, force and impregnation, abortion, Stockholm syndrome, dark Fanfiction writing, 18+ content. Discourse and argument response, controversial opinions.

“What the hell is wrong with the community?” This is my favourite comment because it really starts us off with the writers opinions in a blunt manner, we can clearly see the distress and discomfort that Dark Fanfictions and related subjects they are feeling. This will come into play later however when using the word ‘Community’.

“I’m scrolling through Tumblr in search for some well-written fic with my favorite characters and all I see is fics that are starting with warnings such as: dark!fic, non-con, degradation, possessive behavior, breeding kink, non-con/rape (like WTF!!!???), forced pregnancy (is that turning people on?!!), daddy kink (ugh), and all the other…you get the idea. And I’m wondering, what the hell happened to people?”

These tags are daunting, that’s an appropriate word, yes. The OP is not aroused by what the outside world would describe as appropriate, normal, and acceptable. However, these are fanfictions that are written, they are made for many reasons; number 1 is usually called ‘shock’ and ‘risk’ factor.

·         Dark!fic -a dark fanficition has been designed so that when we watch a film or read a book and edit a character, we can deglamourize the perfect individual or we can increase the villainy title depending on the location, time and character we are editing.

·         Degradation – degrading, humiliating and insulting a person is actually exhilarating for some couples in consensual sex. it is very popular in the bdsm community.

·         possessive behavior – this falls under the yandere, kidnapper or plain old possessive troupe of an individual, couples who do not trust one another or very very concerned person who provide signs of concern that might be rejected by their partner; the definition of a true unhealthy relationship.

·         breeding kink and forced pregnancy (is that turning people on?!!)– many people have held onto the yee ancient tradition of blood lines, to imagine you are carrying a baby who might change the world, or is the baby of someone who is great and powerful and brings you a supply of stability in life can bring others honour. To be a mother is a honourable thing, and to many mothers or wish to be mothers they can feel prideful knowing their favourite character is going to give them life/a baby. For many as well, a baby can be a sign of ‘claiming’. Like “aaa yes, you are mine and I am yours and with a baby we can be officially forever.” Forced pregnancy is clearly known as rape, unconsentually implanted baby. The factor or risk is what motivates the attraction; of course something that shouldn’t be practised in reality.

·         non-con/rape (like WTF!!!???) this of course is a tricky and of course touchy subject to many. Rape is awful and those who do rape should be charged and justice should be served! BUT I will going into detail why this and many perverse tags should not be demonized when writing fanfiction – key word today is fiction.

·         daddy kink (ugh) Daddy kink and ddlg community is a kink community, it should never be practised without the consent of two adults. This is a tag I will defend until I die and I’m actually not in their community! :D

Exposure therapy is a tool in psychological therapy that targets those who suffer from a deep range of anxiety designed by trauma. The concept is simple but it should not be practised on all victims of abuse or those who suffer with anxiety…exposure therapy is to expose the client/victim to the same source or similar source without the affects to cause real danger.  Source: https://www.apa.org/ptsd-guideline/patients-and-families/exposure-therapy Source: APA Div. 12 (Society of Clinical Psychology)

This technique is also shown in many books and movies where a character has to face the thing they fear the most: A very comical example is a scene from Harry Potter: the prisoner of Azkaban; the children line up in front of an enchanted closet where inside is a creature known as a ‘boggart’ and a boggart is a shape shifter but it shape shifts only into peoples fears. A character named Neville was terrified of a teacher at the school, so the boggart turned itself into the intimidating teacher and began marching towards him- Neville with his magic wand transforms the teacher’s clothes into something Neville’s old grandmother would wear, causing Neville and the class to laugh. (Note: this however did not work for our main character Harry Potter until later when he felt he was in a secure and comfortable setting with Professor Lupin.)

The same can be surprisingly said about Dark fanfictions. A real life person can confront their traumas and their past fears by writing or reading through them and be aware at the same time that they are in a safe environment and have the option to close the book, turn off the computer or block the tags that involve the triggering events. It isn’t for everyone, but it is an outlet for others and should not be shamed.

By reading rape stories, it can bring a real-world rape survivor reader to conquer in their self, especially if the character experiencing the abuse claps back on their abuser and gets revenge and on rare cases if their abuser isn’t brought to justice sometimes the abuser with ‘turn good’ which-yes in reality is a big flag- but it brings the reader a sense of peace that they will no longer be hurt.

I highly am oppose those who take written fanfiction with these warnings and practise them, believing it is appropriate behaviour.

For those who have not experienced a shred of assault, they enjoy the dystopia thriller, it is gasp worthy and the blood vessels move. This is a situation of escapism also, they will find the world stressful and when they whip out these sinister words they will have a sense of humbleness that their real life isn’t actually “that bad” and will only focus on one thing in this situation, “getting out alive.” And then there are the cases where we love to read about a good character/reader crumbling.

“Fanfiction used to be about expanding borders of our imagination, about creativity, writing our own stories with the characters we love, it used to be written with care to the smallest details, engaging with multilayered characters and plot. It was about building on the known lore but with the addition of our own take on it. Characters were treated with care and genuine respect. Fanfiction writers cared about their work and source material.”

This is very true until you said “Characters were treated with care and genuine respect.” I don’t believe I have read a fanfiction where a character was treated fairly with care or respect, unless it was a fluffy oneshot. These are characters and we are allowed to hate and love them as much as we want, for good and bad reasons. I’m not going into it but I will off hand mention that the Loki stan community is still fighting on whether he is a good or bad boy.

“Sadly lately more and more I see stuff that is well…pure porn. Which butchers our beloved characters for a sake of some dark fantasy.” ….sis, you know you can block the dark fic, porn, smut tags right?

“I’m sorry, I do get that this is a FANfiction but pains me when writers take e.g. Steve Rogers aka Captain America, aka one the purest and most noble and virtuous characters in pop culture, and turn him into the rapist and sadist. Same story with Dean Winchester, Bucky Barnes, Bruce Wayne, John Wick freaking Peter Parker. Like guys, come on!!  Let’s strip away all that is good and pure and noble about these characters and turn them into abusers.”

(I think someone hasn’t met Nomad Steve) jokes aside I see this argument that these characters that are inherently good are taken and their characters are twisted…but its fanfiction and you even said it yourself fanfiction is about expanding our imaginations and about building onto lore; but many enjoy designing their own lore in fanfiction too and if that means making Captain America into a monster, so be it.

(also: Dean Winchester was a sexy Demon, Bucky Barnes was the sexy winter soldier, Bruce Wayne is a deep voiced rich white boy with a traumatic childhood, John Wick killed almost everyone on screen because he sought money or revenge. Peter Parker is legit the only character who is 100% Pure and noble?… just saying. I don’t usually like Peter Parker fics usually because he’s a child and some writers forget or refuse to reveal his age when they write him as a sex machine; but when they specify, and I’d say infinity war would fuck up a lot of characters mentally even if they came after the blip. Different argument for a different day)

“Why? Is morality not trendy in 2021? Is that what we became?” Sorry but this sounds like someone who watches Abigail Shapiro… idk I swear I heard her say something like that years ago.

“I’m the kind of person who is fascinated by people, truly interested in psychology and sociology and stuff I see lately baffles me.” That is something you should be proud of, but I’m amazed you decided it was okay to shame writers and readers who make and read these outlets? Someone who delves into these subjects surely would understand that everyone processes the world differently and that not all cases are the same but rather in sub-groups and those groups should be respected.

“I’m scrolling through and reading some of the aforementioned fanfiction (research) and I cannot help but wonder what happened to us? When people got so dark and twisted? When did we lose our virtues?”

This is actually a wonderful comment, because it is clear that you have been sheltered from different forms of literature and history. People have always been dark and twisted. Most of history is build on two popular items Ultimate good and Ultimate evil. We look at famous people for their positives and negatives and how these positively or negatively impacted the world, society and history.

When did we lose our virtues? Virtues are surprisingly a social construct. Virtues are behaviour showing high moral standards. Moral standards change all the time, one upon a time women weren’t allowed to wear revealing clothes at the beach, now we wear bikinis happily and freely- once upon a time it was considered a man’s ultimate right to have sex with his wife, now that is called domestic abuse and rape. Morals change over time.

And lets make a note that these fanfictions are not the cause of changing morality, it is people who choose to do things in real life that change morals of real life.  

“Often I see warnings related to lack of consent/rape/forced pregnancy. Is that really turns you on guys? If yes, damn!! you really need to work on your self-esteem!”

Understand that most of these Darkfictions are including the role of power play or differences in power dynamic, this reflects back to exposure therapy. Some readers enjoy a space in which they will feel helpless but they know that they are safe the moment they take their eyes off the page of words.  Self-esteem is determined by the confidence in one owns worth or abilities; self-respect. I find that criticizing what people find attractive in a fictional world and then insulting them by suggesting their own level of real world self-love and respect is not adequate to your standards is unfair, rude and unnecessarily said.

“I know it’s just fanfiction, just a fantasy but often than not fanfiction writers use the pronoun you in their work. You really fantasize about being abused, treated like a piece of shit, like a worthless thing, talk down, forced to do things you don’t want to do, raped, impregnated by force? Really?”

So usually fanfic writers will use the pronouns You or code words like (Y/N)=Your Name. this is to be inclusive to anyone or all to those that read the piece. It also allows the reader to feel more in depth and a part of the story. Some people struggle to feel empathy and therefore by reading it as if they are the character the traumatic effects will be easier to feel and relate. It might sound simply just writing You and (Y/N) but there’s a deeper part to which we can all connect. I don’t remember the source unfortunately but Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins was originally written as You and (Y/N) then it was edited to be Katniss Everdeen in a first person overview of the story.

Do people want to be “abused, treated like a piece of shit, like a worthless thing, talk down, forced to do things you don’t want to do, raped, impregnated by force”? Not in real life of course, but the power dynamic of losing all your power (which is where exposure therapy comes in) is considered thrilling. This is where we look at BDSM which is an overlapping abbrevation of Bondage and Discipline (BD), Dominance and Submission (DS), Sadism and Masochism (SM). BDSM is about consent and yes lots of the darkfictions do not portray consent. I think what is thrilling in BDSM is knowing others can be hurt and pleasured but still be safe; like I keep saying with a dark fic you can look away or block the tag.

“I am a rape victim, it wasn’t a dark alleyway, it was a man who I loved, and let me tell you this sisters, THERE IS NOTHING GLAMOURUSE IN BEING RAPED OR USED BY A MAN WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT.”

You are a survivor and we are happy and blessed you survived that terrible event. Whether it was committed by a stranger or the person you love most in the world does not and will not change what happened to you. Rape and Abuse should not be glamourised in the real world.

My argument is most of these darkfics are not glamourising the rape, they glamourise the power of the character and what they have over us ‘helpless’ readers.

Also, very controversial of me…Please don’t use the “I was raped” card as an excuse, it devalues the message you were making; you don’t know what other men and women like me and other writers have experienced. Your “I was raped” card is just as useful as my “I was abused as a child” card which makes no difference to either of our arguments. Whether you are raped or abused does not uplift your status in knowledge or understanding or experience of the situation as all types of rape and abuse are different. Thankyou. However yet again I say that no one and you did not deserves to be raped or hurt in that manner, what happened to you was not okay and I do hope you got justice and are able to find a productive outlet to express your trauma.

“I get that people have different fantasies, I do understand that.” I wont lie, this really annoyed me because you clearly do not understand that others have differences by the nature of your post.

“And it’s not like I’m a prude, I enjoy a bit of kink. But these tags…it’s just shocking.”….Shock and risk factor is what make the fanfiction more enticing to read, it’s as if it’s the whole point…. The knowledge that we will expect taboo at any moment is heart pumping like a horror film.

“In a world where women are loudly fighting for equality of opportunity, equality in the workplace, equality of payment of jobs accessibility here on Tumblr women are subjects of their abusive men.”

This is edging the boundary of counteractive feminism. This message in depth would come off as almost 2nd wave feminism which in this blog we do not accept -> keep moving modern day feminism. But I think I see the heart and passion OP is trying to provide us. My thoughts are however, Men who read these Darkfics and use it as an excuse to rape, abuse or harass like ‘this is what whores want these days.’ Is disgusting and it is the man who is to blame, not the writer! If you cannot tell the difference between the necessity of reality’s consent and darkfic abuse; you need to take off that red hat, wipe the sweat off your face and read about human rights.

“Where is logic in that? In my country, women and men started huge manifestations because our government forbidden by law any type of abortion no matter what…here on Tumblr we write about forced impregnation.” Again, there’s a huge difference between reality and fiction. Also, just remember that some forced pregnancy darkfics highlight the very points on the struggles of women deciding abortion and in addition, how to go about it safely or consider unsafe methods. I think it is a great way to notify and expose us to real life events and how we should promote pro-abortion and support planned parenthood for it’s birth control education.  

“When did we swapped writing about strong female characters, writing to inspire ourselves and our readers for writing about women who are being abused by and subjected to men? Why?”

The fact that you believe abused women are not strong is loud enough I think….Just because she has been abused and broken doesn’t mean she can’t get back on her feet and fight back. I LOVE reading fanfictions where a character suffering from Stockholm syndrome is met back with civilisation and needs to conquer the fears instilled into her and then when she confronts the person who caused her this suffering she is able to walk away knowing she is better and stronger than what they’d tell her.

“Am I the only one who finds this: Better than this:”

1.       those are movies.

2.       The examples you used for your ‘bad’ version are from movies that I believe need to have warnings are the beginning in the starting credits. 365 DNI is as bad as Fifty shades and that is something I’ll stand by until my death too.

3.       The examples you used for your ‘good’ version, are actually not good because: Tony Stark is a womanizer who sleeps with his employee, Steve Trevor and Mr. Darcy are lying manipulators, and- Hans and Leia have a canon confirmed bad relationship which is why they decided to separate. – but despite these red flags, you still want to romanticise them…it is just the same that darkfic writers want to take good characters and give them shit qualities to motivate the main characters story plot.

When you shame a community of writers for what they write, it’ll cause backlash. If you had read some of those fics you could just as easily analysed why they were inappropriate and you probably would’ve gotten brownie points, but the fact you group all writers in the community and then tell them “How dare you write that! This is poor writing, where are the good writers? What has happened to our pure writers?” is so unconstructive, immature and unfair. Writers and the world around them change a lot and so some will adapt to the changes differently.

 I suggest a few things to you so we on tumblr don’t hurt your moral compass further:

·         You can block tags on Tumblr: https://tumblr.zendesk.com/hc/en-us/articles/115015814708-Tag-filtering

·         I suggest Archive Of Our Own and then using the filter tool there too.

·         If you use wattpad, I heard that you can adjust preferences: https://support.wattpad.com/hc/en-us/articles/360039664431-Adjusting-your-Content-Preferences

Love you, Milky-Maid…

#look y’all can hate me but it is what it is

#I just felt this needed to be made apparent

#discourse

#I think she made excellent argument that many fanfics are violent and that can be triggering especially if there’s no warning tags

#put tags in

#put warning tags in

#warning

#tw rape

#tw kidnapping

#tw stockholm syndrome

#tw abuse

#trauma tag

#tw trauma

#disagreement

#debate