#enuff of my yapping

[mollusken]

That last post actually got me thinking and I'm about to be insufferable about Dungeon Meshi Survivor AU lol here's my headcanons:

- Laios is strong, he's going to be targeted as a challenge beast. But his social is not great so he's not going to be high on the list. With how long it took for his monster passion to come out I see it taking a while for him to truly get on people's nerves, but he would probably have a misunderstanding with Shuro and a bad reputation due to something he did/said being taken as a threat, or siding with the wrong person for a vote ala the gold strippers. He's really great for early challenge team leader, and would be able to win his own immunity. Great ally to be with, which makes him a big threat.

- Marcille is going to have a rocky time to start off. She can be opinionated, she makes a fuss, she gets paranoid and freaks out about vote. But she's good at social and puzzle challenges, so she keeps her tribe in the lead. Her alliances would help keep her head on straight, and she'd make it far because she's loyal. Once she's comfortable, she's playing strategy. She gets too cocky after a good move and it takes her out.

- Chilchuck's social would kill him in the beginning, because he's not going to share anything about himself (suspicious) & people are gonna find him too opinionated. He's bossy at camp. But he'd be great for puzzle challenges, and would find an idol that he would tell 0 people about so it surprises everyone when he whips it out for a tribal. I think he's good at studying the social game and knows what side to be on for votes. Once you get in with him he would protect his alliances but he's willing to flip to save himself because he always plays for himself first and foremost.

- Senshi would keep people fed so they would keep him around. There are points in the manga when he's carried in fights so I think for challenges that aren't based on strength he's going to have to be carried a bit. He's easy to talk to on a surface level, and Laios would have a strong relationship with him from day one. Loyal to his alliances and good at teamwork.

- I actually don't see Izutsumi playing tbh -- plus if you're being true to real life she can't play til she's 18 -- but she is going to struggle. Poor social play, bad at cooperating, definitely gets hostile with others ie. Senshi & food lol. Would do good in individual strength challenges but gives up on anything puzzle related like, immediately. If she didn't get voted out early she would have to reevaluate her game and once she learns to cooperate/make alliances, she's going to be okay for a while.

- Falin I don't see there especially with Laios already being, but she would be a well-rounded player. She's friendly with everyone so she is in a good place with the whole group, but that also makes her feel guilty when it comes to voting. She's decent at both physical and puzzle stuff but not the best in either. Good middle of the pack player who can make good alliances. Would gain an idol or advantage that she would sacrifice on her allies, leading to her vote-out.

- Kabru. Incredible social. Amazing manipulation, always on the right side of votes. Absolutely capable of huge blindsides, but he would be smart enough to keep his threat level down for as long as possible. Able to set up votes the way that he wants. Great at leading a team through challenges, mid strength, decent at puzzles. Probably would keep middle in individual challenges and never win, but gets taken on reward. Maybe loses at a fire making challenge since I doubt he has a lot of survival skills tbh, but I like the idea of him losing to Laios & see him getting Laios to take the credit for some moves to keep the heat off of himself until he makes his case to the jury. Laios has tighter alliances and his loyalty would push him ahead in the voting imo.

- Shuro: rich guy on the show that everyone is like. Why the fuck are you here. Good strength, awful social. Easy to use as a goat. Probably gets voted out post merge when they don't need the strength for team challenges.

- Namari: Decent social and strength, loyal to her alliances. Could go far but would be voted off early to save other alliances/voted out when an idol is played.

- Honestly I don't see Mithrun even applying but if we're going by fan favourites the main Canaries and Kabru's party would make up the majority of the players. He's going to merge just on the fact that he's great for challenges and has tight alliances very early on.

Cithis social, Lycion challenge beast (ha), Rin poor social but good puzzle. Most of Kabru's team doesn't get on the jury. Survivor can go any way depending on who gets placed where, personality clashes, etc. so I can see different votes in the beginning. But I definitely think most of Laios' party gets far.

[luvlyycy]

should i open commissions :0

[roocomehome]

just woke up and bruh ain't no way my cherry wine gifset got bonked w the content label I can't 😭

[pupyuj]

Mean dom wonnie and yujin/ OR MAYBE REI being the mean girl duo, top at their class and just happens to get interested in you, maybe g!p🗣️✨🎀 with an unnie kink✨

gonna do mean girls wony and rei bcs ehehe i don’t write enuff rei 🥺🥺😢💓 plus ya’ll do NOT want me to yap about mean girl yuj or else we’ll end up with a ycs-long rant about me wanting mean girl yuj to make up a horrible rumor about me and ridicule me in front of the entire student body and then break my glasses and laugh in my face about it… THE VOICESSSS 👹👹👹👹

anyways, pardon for the long author’s note but omg i rlly enjoyed this ask for some reason LIKE I HAD SO MUCH FUN WHILE WRITING IT 😵‍💫😵‍💫🤭 i couldn’t incorporate unnie kink at all bcs i completely forgot about it MY APOLOGIES I HOPE YOU DON’T MIND ANON 🥺🙏

mean girls wony and rei who scares everyone except you bcs you always end up being third best at the class bcs of them and so you absolutely hate their guts 😡 never receiving the praises you deserve bcs they hog all the spotlight as well as the top marks.. mean girls wony and rei who took an interest for the feisty academic overachiever you, (y/n), bcs they finally noticed you glaring daggers at them from the top of your book from across the courtyard benches one summer afternoon in the campus… mean girls wony and rei who take it to themselves to teach you a thing or two about respecting your betters 🤭✨✨

them somehow catching you studying alone in an empty classroom.. talking to you with fake smiles with an even faker tone of speaking, offering to help you review for the next week’s assessments which you refused quite rudely… and ofc wony wasn’t going to let that slide! 👿👿 here they were, offering you a nice way to finally beat them in the class and yet reject them?? in such a tone too?? you were just asking to be punished!

wony grabbing your chin harshly.. digging her nails in your skin before she stuffs your mouth with her fingers, daring you to speak to them like that again.. while rei’s off to the side recording all of this with her phone… ykw maybe you were shitting your pants bcs what the fuck??? “well?? you were so brave just a few minutes ago..” wony says, laughing as you gagged and choked on her long fingers 😵‍💫 rei spotting you eyeing down wonyoung’s hard-on.. “wony, i think there’s something else (y/n) would rather have in her mouth.”

“of course! fucking slut. come on, rei-yah. let’s give her what she wants and fill her up.”

ughhfhfhschcbcj rei occupying your mouth while wonyoung keeps one of your hands busy.. you completely forgetting that rei is recording bcs all of a sudden you were their little whore and all you wanted to was to please them?? sucking off rei so good that her normally soft moans are louder, her head thrown back while she uses her free hand to keep your head still, thrusting her cock into your mouth at a comfortable pace… “o-only learning how to.. ahh… cooperate with us when it comes to this, hm? we should’ve fucked you earlier. right, wonyoung?” rei grabbing a fistful of your hair from the back and forcing you to look at her while you sucked her off.. smiling as she looks at your pathetic face back and forth between on her phone and behind the camera 😵‍💫😵‍💫

meanwhile, wonyoung was burning hot—she wants to cum so bad!! she was rock-hard and throbbing, she must’ve wanted this for a while.. ugh she doesn’t know how the fuck you did it but even when you were mostly preoccupied with rei fucking your mouth, you still found ways to please wonyoung with your hand 🫣 more and more of her precum leaking and coating her length as you jerked her off.. toying with the head and making wonyoung whine, nearly making her cum even! and she does merely a few minutes later bcs poor baby couldn’t hold it! 😣 her cum spilling all over your hand and the side of your face.. a much, much better look on you than makeup if you ask wony 🤭 and rei adds to it too! cumming right after wonyoung and making sure to pull out just to decorate your face with her cum…

and then! surprising the two girls with a barrage of questions that they didn’t expect from your mostly polite mouth at all 🫣

“is.. is that it..?”

“y-you’ll.. fuck me, right? i want you both inside me…”

“please..? i-i’m good.. i promise, i am..!”

what the fuck?! who knew you can be such an obedient cockslut! and why would rei and wony say no to that cute face? best believe that they’d fuck you in turns and together for as long as you can take in that classroom! mean girls know how to fuck a good girl’s brains out after all 🤭🤭

[butchersboobs]

Foxie, Becks and Butcher, Too

A Billy Butcher POV fic

'The course of true love never did run smooth' - as Billy Butcher's about to find out...

This story is based on several Butcher-yapping sessions I've had with the absolute legend @vulgarcupcake, whom I bloody adore.

⚠️ Smut below the cut, along with all the dark shit to be expected from a fic set in 'The Boys' universe - MDNI

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Seedy don’t even begin t'describe this fuckin’ shit'ole. 

Stinks o’stale beer, cheap aftershave an’ desperation. The kinda joint where the bouncers are too busy floggin' crack t'stop the strippers gettin' mauled by punters. 

But filf festers in places like this, so ‘ere I am - tryna find this fuckin’ z-list supe ‘oo claims ‘e knows summink that’d take them Vought cunts down f’good.

I lean against the sticky bar, scannin’ the room, when the lights dim and ‘Thunderstruck’ starts blastin’ frew the speakers - just about loud enuff t'make me fuckin’ ears bleed. The crowd shifts, all eyes look to the stage, and me - well, I turn t’look, too, more out of ‘abit than any real interest. 

But then I see ‘em.

Jesus fuckin’ Christ.

Two o’the most stunnin’ birds I’ve ever clapped eyes on, movin’ abou’ like they own the fuckin’ place. 

One’s a tiny fing, platinum blonde ‘air wiv these black streaks frew the ends, all sass and wicked smirks. Looks like she’d eat ya alive an' laugh while she's doin’ it. The uvver one- fuck me - she’s got curves that’d make a priest reconsider ‘is vows, a dark red pixie cut and these sultry eyes that flick over the crowd like she’s tryna choose ‘er next victim.

They strut t'the front o’ the stage as the beat kicks in, ‘ips swayin’ in sync, tits 'n arse cheeks bouncin’ about - the ‘ole fuckin’ rooms vibratin’ off their energy.

The blonde grabs the pole, spins ‘erself round so smoove, it’s like she’s weightless, then drops low, archin’ ‘er back jus’ right. The red’ead stalks forward, slow 'n deliberate, lockin’ eyes wiv some poor sod in the front row who's probly jus’ shot ‘is load in ‘is fuckin’ trousers.

I should be finkin’ 'bout me mission - the scumbag I’m sposed t’be huntin’ down, but all I can do is stare. Me mowf’s gone dry, me ‘ands tight on me glass, an’ f’the first time in fuck knows ‘ow long, I’m bloody mesmerised.

Then, just as that screechin’ guitar solo ‘its, the red’ead flicks ‘er gaze my way - looks right at me - an’ whips ‘er top off.

And fuck me if I don’t feel like I’m the one bein’ hunted now.

Then it ‘appens.

Some fat-fingered, lairy twat in a cheap suit - some banker or city prick, no doubt - gets it in ‘is ‘ead that ‘is front row seat means 'e can do more than just look’. ‘E reaches up, grabs an ‘andful o’the blonde’s arse like e’s paid for it.

Big. Fuckin’. Mistake.

Before I can even set me drink down, she swings round and chins the cunt. No ‘esitation, no messin’ - just a straight-up, solid fuckin’ right ‘ook to ‘is jaw. The crack of it’s fuckin’ beautiful. Prick goes down like a sack o’spuds, clutchin’ ‘is face, shock all over ‘is punchable gob.

Then ‘is mate - annuver greasy-lookin' wanker - jumps up from ‘is seat, all puffed up, actin’ like e’s about t’do summink about it. But before ‘e can even open ‘is gob, the red’ead’s there.

She don’t just step in - nah -she fuckin' flies. Legs 'round ‘is waist, fists in ‘is hair, draggin' ‘im down t'the floor like some feral fuckin’ cat. E’s too busy shriekin’ n flailin’ t'fight back. The bouncers finally decide to earn their fuckin’ pay, 'aulin’ the two twats off while the rest o’the room cheers like they just watched the main event at a fuckin’ boxing match.

I just lean back against the bar, chucklin’ to meself.

Fink I might 'ave t'come 'ere more often.

A minute later, the scent of vanilla and a bit o’violence ‘its me, and I don’ even ‘ave to look t’know oo’s just walked up. One on eiver side o’me. The blonde perches ‘erself against the bar to me right, knuckles still red, lips curled in satisfaction. The red’ead slinks up on me left, smug as fuck, shakin’ out ‘er ‘ands like she ain't just flattened some city wanker in record time.

They both signal the bartender at the same time. “Five shots,” they say, almost in sync.

Five? Each?

The drinks are lined up in seconds, and before I can even make a smart-arsed remark, they grab their glasses and knock ‘em back like it’s fuckin’ water.

I watch, properly fuckin’ transfixed, as they down every last drop. Neiver of ‘em even winces.

The blonde slams ‘er last glass down, licks ‘er lips, then glances up at me.

The red’ead does the same, then tilts ‘er ‘ead, lookin’ me up and down like she’s measurin’ me up.

I exhale slow, grinnin’.

“Evenin’, ladies,” I say, all smoove like, before downin’ me own drink. 

“Crackin' show, that…”

I glance between ‘em, still fuckin’ reelin’ from what I just witnessed. Ain’t often ya see a couple o’strippers deck two pricks. These are definitely the kinda gells oo’d eat a bloke alive and not even leave the bones.

I huff a laugh, leanin’ on the bar. “I’d offer to buy you boaf a drink, but summink’ tells me if I said the wrong fing, you’d rip me fuckin’ bollocks off.”

The blonde barks out a proper, froaty laugh, smirkin’ up at me, eyes glintin’. “You wish…” she purrs, flickin’ a bit of ‘er bloody gorgeous ‘air over ‘er shoulder.

The red’ead just grins slow, proper dangerous-like, and steps in closer - right into me space. She tilts ‘er head, eyes gleamin’ under the neon lights. “When I get my hands on your bollocks,” she murmurs - 'n fuck me, she's a Brit, “it won’t be to rip ‘em off.”

Jesus fuckin’ Christ.

I swallow ‘ard, heat shootin’ straight t'me cock. I ain’t a nervous bloke - don’t get rattled easy - but fuck me if that didn’t just knock the wind right outta me sails. She knows exactly what she’s doin’, the little minx. And the blonde? She’s watchin’ it all wiv a knowing look, like she’s waitin’ to see if I’ll crumble.

Not a fuckin’ chance.

I grin, signal to the bartender. “Right then. Let’s get some more shots in, shall we?”

Few minutes later, we’ve got fresh drinks in ‘and, and I’m feelin’ the warm buzz o’whiskey makin’ its way frew me system. I clink me glass against theirs, eyes flickin’ between ‘em. “So, what do I call you, then? Or am I just gonna keep thinkin’ of ya as the two sexiest fuckin’ women I’ve ever seen in me life?”

The blonde chuckles, rollin’ ‘er eyes. “Foxie,” she says, tappin’ ‘er shot glass against mine before knockin’ it back like a pro. Fuck me. She's fuckin’ foxy alright.

��Becks,” the red'ead says, voice like warm fuckin’ honey.

Foxie ‘n Becks.

I roll their names over in me ‘ead, takin’ anuvver slow sip o’whiskey. Two of ‘em, right ‘ere, pressin’ in close, flirtin’ back just as ‘ard as I’m throwin’ it. And me? I’m in fuckin’ turmoil.

Because I genuinely can’t choose which one I want most.

Foxie’s all wicked grins and flirty, she's absolutely stunnin’ and is definitely trouble - a tiny little firecracker oo’d probly set me ‘ole life alight just for the fun o'watchin’ it burn. Becks is pure filf, wiv the most crackin’ set o'tits I've ever seen and a mouth that could fuckin’ talk a bloke into - or out of - anyfin.

I wan‘em boaf.

And if I ain't mistaken, they boaf fuckin’ know it.

-----

The booze is flowin’, the flirtin’s gettin’ filfier, and I’m ‘avin’ the best fuckin’ night I’ve ‘ad in years. Foxie’s perched on me right, leanin’ in every time she laughs, ‘er little ‘and on me arm, eyes flashin’ like she knows exactly ‘ow much trouble she is. Becks is on me left, battin’ 'er eyelashes and touchin’ me up, ‘er voice drippin’ wiv suggestion every time she opens that wicked mowf. I’d be lyin’ if I said I weren’t absolutely fuckin’ smitten - an’ absolutely fuckin’ torn.

An hour’s gone by in a blur o’whiskey, teasin’, and them takin’ turns windin’ me up so bad I can barely fink straight. The club’s windin’ down now, punters stumblin’ out into the night, and it’s clear as fuck where this is ‘eaded. They boaf want me. Boaf of ‘em. And I, in all me years of chasin’ skirt, ‘ave never been in such a fuckin’ predicament.

I push back from the bar, stretchin’ me arms over me ‘ead. “Right,” I say, grinnin’. “I need a slash. But when I get back, you two are gonna have to play Rock, Paper, Scissors over me or somethin’, ‘cause I ain’t got a fuckin’ clue ‘ow to pick between ya.”

Foxie just giggles, downin’ the last of ‘er drink. Becks smirks over the rim of ‘ers, archin’ a single, perfict brow.

I ‘ead off to the bogs, splash a bit o’ cold water on me face, and stare at meself in the mirror. Jesus, Butcher. What the fuck are you doin’?

I know EXACTLY what I’m doin'.

When I step back out into the club, they’re still at the bar, standin’ close, talkin’ low between ‘emselves. Their eyes flick up to me at the same time, and summink about the way they’re lookin’ at me makes the ‘airs on the back o’me neck stand up.

Foxie tilts ‘er head, smilin’ as she taps a finger against ‘er lips. “So, Butcher…”

Becks leans in, voice all warm and velvety. “What if…” She lets it ‘ang there, just for a second, before she grins.

Foxie finishes for ‘er. “You didn’t have to choose?”

I fuckin’ freeze.

And then, very fuckin’ slowly, a grin spreads across me face.

“Ladies,” I murmur, steppin’ closer, lettin’ me gaze flick between ‘em. “I fink I just ‘ad the best piss o’me fuckin’ life.”

Foxie ‘olds up ‘er ‘and, ‘er smirk widenin’. “Hold on a minute, big boy.”

Becks leans in, mirrorin’ ‘er, and I swear I’ve never been more fuckin’ eager to ‘ear what’s comin’ next.

“Just so we’re clear,” Foxie purrs, eyes glintin’ wicked, “we come as a pair, yeah, but not in the way you’re thinkin’.”

Becks tilts ‘er head, trailin’ a finger along the rim of ‘er empty glass. “You can have us both,” she murmurs, “but not at the same time.”

Foxie leans in close, ‘er breath warm against me ear. “We’ll share you. No questions asked. No jealousy, no moanin’, no nagging…”

Becks’ lips brush against me ear as she whispers. “The best of both worlds.”

I stare at ‘em, flickin’ me gaze between the two, and for the first time ever, I’m speechless. Two of the most stunnin’, dangerous, sexy birds I’ve ever laid eyes on, and they’re offerin’ me a fuckin’ dream scenario.

I let out a low chuckle, shakin’ me ‘ead. “This night,” I murmur, grinnin’ like the bastard I am, “just keeps gettin’ better.”

-----

We stumble into mine, the door barely clickin’ shut before the gells make ‘emselves at ‘ome like they’ve been ‘ere a hundred times before. Foxie kicks off ‘er ‘eels, stretchin’ like a cat, while Becks flops onto me couch, arms drapin’ over the back like she owns the fuckin’ fing. It’s a sight, I tell ya - the pair of ‘em loungin’ round me gaff like they belong ‘ere. 

I could definitely get used to this.

I grab a bottle o’whiskey, pour three glasses, then drop meself onto the couch right between ‘em. They don’t waste a bloody second - Foxie leans into me right side, ‘er little fingers trailin’ up me arm, while Becks presses in close on the left, ‘er thigh warm against mine. I take a slow sip, feelin’ proper fuckin’ smug.

“So,” I say, “right. ‘Ow’s this gonna work then?”

They share a look, Foxie’s lips twitchin’, Becks’ smile filfy as ever.

“You choose,” Foxie says simply, eyes dark and glintin’. “Whoever you want tonight. No hard feelings.”

Becks nods, draggin’ ‘er fingers slow over me knee. “We promised, didn’t we? No jealousy, no drama.”

I glance between ‘em, then huff out a laugh. “Oh, bollocks to that. I ain’t gonna choose.”

I dig in me pocket, pull out a coin, an’ ‘old it up between me fingers. “‘Eds, Foxie. Tails, Becks.”

They watch, amused, as I flip the bastard. The coin spins in the air, catchin’ the light, and when it lands on me palm, I flip it over t'the back o’me uvver 'and.

'Eads it is.

Foxie grins, triumphant, while Becks just chuckles, stretchin’ ‘er arms over ‘er ‘ed like she ain’t got a care in the world.

“Right then,” I say, pushin’ meself up. “Let’s get you sorted, love.”

I grab a pillow and blanket from me cupboard, tossin’ ‘em onto the couch. “Comfy as fuck, that couch,” I tell Becks, watchin’ as she flops down like she’s testin’ it out.

Before I turn t’leave, I crouch down, catch ‘er chin between me fingers, and press a slow, deep kiss to ‘er lips. She hums against me mouth, all warm an’ lazy, and when I pull back, I let a low growl rumble from me throat.

“Night, love,” I tell ‘er.

Foxie grabs me ‘and, tuggin’ me towards me bedroom, but Becks just grins up at me from the couch.

“Night, Butcher, night Fox - don't break him!” she says, only ‘alf jokin’. Fuck - what ‘ave I let meself in for?

And wiv that, me and Foxie disappear into me bedroom, leavin’ Becks stretched out, smilin’ to ‘erself, like she already knows ‘er turn’ll come soon enough.

-----

As soon as the bedroom door clicks shut, Foxie’s on me like a fuckin’ wildfire, pressin’ me back against it, ‘er li'le ‘ands already slidin’ up me chest. She’s tiny, barely comes up to me chin, but Christ, the way she moves - like she’s already got me figured out, already knows exactly what she’s doin’ to me.

I let out a low chuckle, thumbin’ a strand of ‘er platinum hair, feelin’ the silky softness between me fingers. “You’re a right little menace, ain’t ya?”

She grins up at me, all teeth and trouble. “You love it.”

She ain’t wrong.

I grab ‘er waist, pullin’ ‘er in flush, feelin’ the heat of her pressed against me. It’s been a long fuckin’ time since I’ve ‘ad a woman like this - one that’s all confidence, no ‘esitation, knows exactly what she wants and ain’t afraid t’take it. And fuck me, does she take it.

Her mowf’s on mine before I can fink, kissin’ me like she means to fuckin’ ruin me, ‘er ‘ands slidin’ up into me hair, tuggin’ just enough to make me groan into ‘er lips. She tastes like whisky an’ trouble, and bollocks, I’m in deep.

Me fingers skim under the hem of  er top, findin’ bare, warm skin, and she arches into me, hummin’ against me mouth like she’s already got plans for how this night’s gonna go. I back ‘er up towards the bed, ‘ands roamin’, touchin’, takin’ in every inch of ‘er like I need t’memorise it. Because fuck, I do.

This ain't just a quick fuck - it ain't just about scratchin' an itch. It's sumfin else entirely. Sumfin sharp an’ electric, a proper fizz in the air, like she’s got some kinda spell on me.

And the worst part? I don’t even fuckin’ care.

-----

I wake up to the smell of bacon. Proper thick-cut, none o’that supermarket shite. First thought in me head? Fuck me, I’ve died and gone to ‘eaven.

Foxie’s still sprawled out beside me, ‘air a mess, lips all swollen from last night. I let me fingers drift down ‘er back, lazy ‘n light, but she just grumbles, buryin’ ‘er face in me pillow. Right then - guess I’m flyin’ solo.

I pull on me joggers, drag meself outta bed, and wander into the kitchen, rubbin’ the sleep out me eyes. And there she is - Becks, stood at the stove like she’s done it a thousand fuckin’ times before, ‘air a messy li'le pixie halo, flippin’ bacon wiv the kinda focus usually reserved for bomb disposal.

She clocks me standin’ there and smiles over her shoulder. “Mornin’, Billy.”

I lean against the counter, arms crossin’ over me chest, watchin’ as she plates up eggs, sausages, the works. “You been out?”

“Course,” she says, like it’s the most normal fing in the world. “Figured you’d need proper fuel after last night.”

I huff out a laugh, runnin’ an ‘and frew me ‘air. “You takin’ the piss?”

She grins. “Maybe a little.”

I glance at the spread on the table - bacon crisped up just right, eggs lookin’ golden ‘n runny, black pudding, mushrooms, the fuckin’ lot. “Jesus Christ,” I mutter, sinkin’ into a chair. “You tryna make me fall in love with ya?”

Becks just winks, settin’ a mug of tea down in front o’me. “Eat first. Declare undyin’ devotion later.”

Just then, Foxie staggers in, ‘air all over the shop, wearin’ one of me shirts that’s way too big on ‘er, lookin’ sexy as fuck. She lets out a delighted little gasp when she sees the food. “Good ol’ Becks - I'm fucking starving”

Becks just nudges a plate towards her. “Eat up, gorgeous.”

And so we do - three of us sat round me kitchen table, laughin’, nickin’ bits off each other’s plates, like we’ve been doin’ this f’years. It’s fuckin’ weird, in the best way. Easy. Natural.

I sip me tea, lookin’ between ‘em, and shake me ‘ead wiv a smirk. I dunno what the fuck I’ve gotten meself into - but I ain’t complainin’.

-----

I barely make it frew the day. Every time I look at Becks, I’m finkin’ about what’s comin’ later. She knows it, too - the little look she gives me every time I catch ‘er eye, the way she brushes past me, barely fuckin’ touchin’ me, but leavin’ me burnin’ all the same. Foxie clocks it straight away, the smug little cow, an’ she just gives me a wink over ‘er tea and says, “Well, you two are gonna be useless today.”

She ain’t wrong.

By the time night rolls round, I’m climbin’ the fuckin’ walls. Foxie gives Becks a li’le nudge  as she ‘eads off to the couch, tellin’ ‘er to “play nice,” and Becks just laughs, low and husky, shootin’ me a look that damn near finishes me off on the spot.

The second the bedroom door shuts be’ind us, I’ve got ‘er pinned against it, one ‘and tangled in that dark red pixie cut, the uvver already slidin’ down ‘er waist. She lets out a breathy little laugh, all warm an’ wicked, tiltin’ ‘er ‘ead back like she’s invitin’ me to do me worst.

Oh, love, you dunno what you’ve just signed up for.

I kiss ‘er like I mean to wreck ‘er - slow at first, deep an’ teasing, then ‘arder when she makes this little noise in the back of ‘er throat, fists tight in me ‘air. She’s all curves, soft in all the right places, and fuck me, she smells good. Like vanilla and sin.

“Been waitin’ f’this all day,” I mutter against ‘er lips, slidin’ me ‘ands under her shirt, finally gettin’ me ‘ands on them tits. Fuckin’ell - what a pair they are.

She grins, eyes dark wiv mischief. “Oh yeah?” ‘Er fingers tug at me waistband, draggin’ me closer. “Guess we’d better make it worth the wait then.”

Fuckin’ell. I’m gone.

I growl low in me throat, haulin’ ‘er up, and she wraps ‘er legs round me waist like she was made for it. Christ, the feel of ‘er - warm, soft, all smug confidence like she knows she’s got me in the fuckin’ palm of ‘er ‘and. And she does. Oh, she does.

I carry ‘er to the bed, droppin’ ‘er onto the mattress wiv a bounce, and she props ‘erself up on ‘er elbows, lookin’ at me like I’m ‘er next meal.

“Gonna stand there all night, big boy?” she teases, runnin’ ‘er tongue over ‘er bottom lip, an  fuckin’ hell, I nearly lose it.

I climb over ‘er, settlin’ meself between ‘er thighs, lettin’ me weight press  er into the bed, and she shivers, eyes dark as sin. “You’re a proper filthy fucker, you know that?” I mutter against ‘er jaw, kissin’ my way down ‘er neck.

She hums, archin’ up into me, ‘ands slidin’ down towards me cock, sendin’ a thrill right frew me. “Yeah, but you love it.”

Can’t argue wiv that.

I take me time, explorin’ every inch of ‘er, memorisin’ the sounds she makes, the way she moves under me. It’s different from Foxie - where Foxie was all wild energy, Becks is slow, sultry, like she’s enjoyin’ every second, makin’ sure I do too. It’s fuckin’ intoxicatin’.

She rolls us over sudden-like, straddlin’ me wiv a wicked grin, ‘ands pressed to me chest. “My turn,” she murmurs, leanin’ down to kiss me, slow and deep, stealin’ every last bit o’ control I ‘ad left.

I am so fuckin’ done for.

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The room’s all warm an’ cozy, tangled sheets and the scent of Becks still clingin’ t me skin. She’s out cold, one arm draped over me stomach, ‘er breff slow an’ steady against me chest. I slip out careful-like, grabbin’ me joggers from the floor, and pad out to the kitchen, needin’ a drink, a smoke, and a fuckin’ minute to get me head straight.

I light up, takin’ a deep drag, lettin’ the smoke curl in me lungs before breavin’ it out slow. The place is silent, just the faint hum of the fridge and the distant rumble of cars outside. It’s peaceful. Almost too peaceful, considerin’ the absolute madness of the last twenty-four hours.

I should be confused, right? I should be sittin’ here, tryin’ t’figure out which one of ‘em I want more, which one’s got me proper. But I ain’t. Cos I can’t fuckin’ choose.

Foxie, wiv ‘er magic li'le mowf. The way she fuckin’ owned me cock and ran ‘er ‘ands all over me like ‘er life depended on it. And Becks, all slow ‘n sensual, makin’ me feel I was summink special just by the way she looked at me. And the way she moaned my name when I first stuck me cock in ‘er. Fuck.

'Ow the fuck am I meant to pick?

And then it ‘its me - I don’t ‘ave to.

I don't want to.

They don’t want me to. 

They’ve already worked it all out, already set the rules, and bollocks if it don’t make perfect sense. I get ‘em both. No jealousy, no moanin’, no drama. Just me and me gells.

I let out a deep breff, then take another drag, a slow smirk spreadin’ across me lips.

Yeah.

This can definitely fuckin’ work.

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I dunno exactly when it ‘appened - one minute they were crashin’ at mine now and then, the next, their shit was everywhere - fuckin’ perfumes takin’ over me bathroom, bras ‘angin’ off the back of me chair, and me kitchen permanently stocked with Becks’ dodgy fuckin’ vodka and Foxie’s 900 different types o'soddin’ pasta. Proper fuckin’ nutjobs, the both of ‘em. 

But I wouldn’t change ‘em for the bloody world.

Foxie, me little crybaby, snivels over everyfin. Some daft advert on the telly? Tears. I fuck me fleshligh’ t'teach ‘er a lesson? Waterworks. I barely fuckin’ touch her with a joke punch, and she’s clutchin’ her arm like I just shattered the fuckin’ fing. But she’s got an ‘eart the size o’the fuckin’ moon, and it ain’t just herself she’s cryin’ over - she’s always lookin’ out for Becks ‘n me.

And Becks? Fuckin’ liability, that one. Proper mowfy gobshite, ‘specially when she’s ‘ammered, which is quite a lot. The amount o’times I’ve ‘ad t’drag ‘er away from some poor cunt she’s squared up to, pint in ‘and, swayin’ on ‘er feet but refusin’ to back down. Christ. And yet, some’ow, she always gets away wiv it, flashin’ her fuckin’ cleavage an’ battin’ them big eyes ‘til she’s the bloody victim of the ‘ole situation.

I keep tellin’ ‘em boaf to pack in the strippin’, but do they listen? Do they fuck. So now I’m sneakin’ into the club most nights, nursin’ a whiskey at the back, keepin’ an eye out - just t’make sure no cunt so much as breaves the wrong way near ‘em. They know, o’course - pair o’smug little bitches they are - always sendin’ me cheeky winks from the stage, Becks pushin’ ‘er tits togevver or blowin’ me kisses, Foxie wearin’ them tiny knickers ‘n knee socks she knows I can't resist ‘er in - just t’take the piss.

They’re a mess. But they’re my fuckin’ mess. 

And god ‘elp any cunt ‘oo ever fuckin’ upsets ‘em - cos I'll fuckin’ kill ‘em.

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Been fuckin’ burned, ain't we.

I’m fuckin’ dreadin’ this. Not the safe house. Not Vought breavin’ down me neck. Not even the fact me ‘ole life’s just gone up in flames again. Nah, what’s got me sweatin’ is me gells.

‘Cause I ain’t exactly told The Boys about ‘em.

Weren’t ‘iding it, exactly - just never got round t’yappin’ about me domestic situation. ‘Oi, lads, pass the whiskey - and oh, by the way, I’m shaggin’ two gorgeous but absolute nutter strippers. Oh, and they live wiv me…’ didn’t seem like natural conversation. 

But now, I ain’t got a choice - they got nowhere t’live. Turns out they ‘ad t'do a runner from their place after Becks chinned the bloody landlord cos the ‘cheeky cunt’ asked for the seven months’ rent she ‘just forgot’ t’pay.

So - they gotta come wiv me. Cos Christ - they ain't bloody safe t’be left t'fend for ‘emselves.

I glance over at ‘em in the back seat, where they’re pissin’ about like this is some bloody road trip an’ not me worst fuckin’ nightmare. “Right,” I warn ‘em as we set off. “I need you two to fuckin’ be’ave yerselves.”

“Yes, Billy,” they chirp in unison, like butter wouldn't fuckin’ melt.

It crosses me mind that I'd rather just put me foot down ‘n chuck meself out the bloody car door than try t’make this pair listen to a bloody word I say again.

“No - don’t you ‘yes, Billy’ me. I fuckin’ mean it. No windin’ M.M up. No flirtin’ with Frenchie or nickin’ ‘is stash. And for the love of fuck, do not - DO NOT! - get ‘Ughie involved in any of your bullshit.”

Foxie gasps, all fake innocence. “Billy, I’m hurt.”

‘Oi! Jus’ fuckin’’ listen, yeah? An’ don’ be startin’ any shit wiv Starlight or Kimiko, neaver. Do you fuckin ‘ear me?’

Becks smirks, spreadin’ her legs wide open, flashin’ ‘er minge, just t'piss me off a bit more. “C’mon, Butch - we’re angels.”

Angels, my fuckin’ arse.

I know EXACTLY ‘ow this is gonna go. 

And I know - wivout a fuckin’ shadow of a doubt - that I will never ‘ear the end o’this from the lads.

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I knew it. I fucking knew it.

From the second I stepped frew that door wiv me gells in tow, I knew it was gonna be absolute fucking carnage. And lo and bloody be’old…

M.M. just stares at ‘em - ‘n goes from nought t'ragin’ in 0.01 seconds. “Butcher,” he says, real slow. “Why the FUCK have you brought two hookers to this safe house?”

I damn near snap me own teef grindin’ ‘em togevver. “Oi - watch yer fuckin’ mowf, M. This is Foxie, ‘n this Becks - they're… well, they're me gells, ain't they.”

‘Ughie, the soft bastard, looks baffled. “Wait - wait… What do you mean, ‘your girls’?” He gestures wildly between me an’ the pair of ‘em, who true t'form are struttin’ ‘round the place like it’s theirs already. “Butcher… are you their fucking pimp?”

Foxie bursts out laughin’, wrappin’ herself round me arm. Becks just cackles.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” I mutter, rubbin’ me face. “They’re me birds, alright? We’re -” I wave me ‘and, tryna find the right words.

Foxie hums, lookin’ thoughtful. “I wouldn’t call it dating, exactly.”

“No - I'd describe it as ‘fucking’‘- like - A LOT. A co-habiting fuck-triangle, maybe?” Becks cuts in, all bolshy. “And for the record, m ‘n m or whatever your name is - we’re strippers, actually.” And before I can stop ‘er, she flashes ‘er fuckin’ tits right there in the middle of the room.

‘Ughie looks like ‘es gonna ‘it the deck, and Annie practically dives in front of ‘im, tryna shield ‘is poor fuckin’ innocent eyes.

M.M. looks two seconds from murder. “That’s it. That’s fuckin’ it. We’re all dead.”

Frenchie, on the other hand? Absolutely delighted. “Oh, mon dieu, this is fantastic.” And before I can stop ‘er, Foxie’s climbed into ‘is lap, wrappin’ ‘er arms round ‘is neck an’ startin’ up a bloody lap dance.

Kimiko's takin’ it all in, clearly findin’ the ‘ole fing fuckin’ hilarious. Annie looks like she’d rarver go back to The Seven than stay ‘ere. ‘Ughie's rockin’ back and forth mutterin’ ‘why does this shit keep happening to me’ repeatedly. M.M. - well ‘e looks like ‘e might need a fuckin’ ambulance.

I just sigh, already headin’ f’the whisky. This is me life now.

I've not even left the bloody room before Becks pipes up.

“Skin up then Frenchie, there's a good'un. I’ll rack us up some lines, yeah? Where's your stash, babe? Grab some vodka, Fox. Let's get this party started!”

Foxie cheers. “Fancy another lapdance, French? Where's the stereo? Dry humping's better when music is pumping - that's my motto…”

Frenchie looks like e'd ‘appily 'stay on the run forever.

I don’ even bovver tryna find a glass - m'just gonna neck the ‘ole fuckin’ bottle. 

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[aeurobie]

intro post ᯓᡣ𐭩 .ᐟ

hii! im robbie! i go by he/they and im blk + west indian. i love love love the outsiders! im most likely going to use this blog as a place to dump most of my outsiders content, headcanon, and rants. i do want to use this account, so ill try to stay active! sending asks is encouraged :3 . im a multishipper, so asks abt ships (not like darkships or anything weird..) or specific chars arent going to really be denied. my fav chars are bob, tim, darrel, paul and brill, so ill be posting abt them the most probably. though i dont rlly hate anyone enuff to not write abt them.. so everyones rlly up for grabs! some ships i also enjoy is paub, brillbev, stevepop, tarry, nd tally. i rlly like writing angst, but ill rlly write anything. i may write abt other musicals and shows, but its not likely for a while. i rlly like yapping and ranting to ppl abt common interests so dont be shy (even though i lowk am..) idek if this is a good intro because this is alll new to me.. but yes yes that is all! BAIBAI!!

[carcin0gen3ticist]

im really hoping to expand my shrine since its only inside a lil cubby and i hope it reaches my walls and i can document its growth and all but like,,, if i become the karkat shrine guy*tm will i be able to post my art?? >_< grahhh anywayz enuff yapping herez my aradia doodle from a lil bit ago, based on another painting

[rhonissancee]

CEE !!! i am sorry my asks got deleted when i deactivated :(( i cannot remember exactly what i asked but i do think i mentioned my curiosity about anaxcee and if there’s any lore for you two? / what drew you to him?

but also i adore the names so much and everything with starnotes is also so adorable 🥹 i hope that you have an amazing week <33

ITS REALLY NO PROBLEM AT ALL ERISOU 💐. I'm so happy you brought it up again TT.

Tbh anaxacee was so spontaneous and random 😭 i just thought, oh it'd be cute to have a ship with him and so I made it (with no lore whatsoever) + what drew me to him? Well I was always attracted to the crazies, it's funny because I was so hyped over Phainon when he first came out and ended up switching to Anaxagoras. I think the thing that drew me in was his eyes, like they're gorgeous, I could stare into them for hours (also low-key Koues fic of Anaxagoras really hit the final nail at the coffin) + ALSO THE FACT THAT HES SO STAR CODED TO ME. LIKE. HE'S A STAR BOY 100% IN MY MIND.

Anyways their ship name is called rotten cherries because- well for one, I like cherries:> and rotten because I thought it was kinda ironic considering how he could never experience a normal-ish death and decomposition (do y'all get me..pls tell me you do....) + UHM FOR LORE- I already mentioned that I haven't really thought of anything yet, but they'll definitely be an angst train (the drawing that koue made is accurate enuff to the end of them) . I remember yapping to koue about how it'd be academic rivals + forced to work together + to lovers. I RAMBLED ABOUT IT TO KOUE SO ILL JUST INSERT IT HERE ↓

ANYWAYS I HOPE THAT ANSWERS UR QUESTION 😭 IM SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG. ILL BE VISITING YOUR OWN INBOX SOON. much love

[idyllwave]

A stalker situation sounds scary af, i prolly would report it to the police. Luckily I've never had a stalker but I've had very pushy guys during college but I've had a stalker in high school. Which is why most of the time when I go out, my dad makes me bring some one from the staff.

There's this one 45 year old buff tattooed military man who's working for us as our driver and he always drives me everywhere. Sometimes gets awkward when I go out with friends to eat since he just kinda chills in another table. He always looks like a gangster or a thug but he's very bery polite

I had a lil side hustle of tutoring since I like to think I'm good at my subjects (most of the chapters) and some weirdos tried to ask me to tutor when they clearly weren't interested in actually learning from me. I just say I'm too busy and alrdy packed full.

I've never even seen myself dating just cuz I have really high standards, lmao. My friends say I'll be a spinster for the rest of my life. 😭😭. My friends be keeping me humble.

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And jy drabble incoming??? He would look so delicious with a suit...

Photographer jing yuan just adjusting reader's pose just cuz he wants an excuse to touch you...and he probably has a shrine of all the ads, magazines, and Bill boards reader modeled for...wahh, he's just sooo cuteee.

Imagine him teaching you how to play the dizi...😳😳. Sadly I've never learnt any instruments except some piano basics.

Would love to sit in his lap while he teaches me 😳😳. Hoyo needs to STOP making so many hot characters.

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Dats a lot of E6's 😭😭. I think you have 2 chars E6'd? I usually don't spend a lot on games since I know one day I'll eventually lose interest in it like I did with genshin. Also cuz I'm broke.

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I'm thinking of going swimming this weekend. Not really hot here but just wanna swim.

I'm also saving for favorite puppy Boi, pie-non. Hopefully I'll pick up his bis buffer too. He's just too cute to resist.

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Skipped breakfast tdy since I wasn't feeling like eating. Usually I watch movies while eating but invincible fight scenes make me lose my appetite (つ╥﹏╥)つ. Tho I think after 2 seasons, I'm not that grossed out. I seriously wonder how bio students and doctors do their stuff. I could never.

Sometimes, you have to even blur out knives/guns in cn movies, you can't show a lot of sex scenes, and swears are beeped so censorship is def different.

Does The Boys have any intestines, eyes, and brains when killing somebody? I have no idea how they'll make it look realistic if they do tho.

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Welp dats enuff yapping for tdy, have a gud dayyy <3

Im glad i never got into tutoring, sounds like a fountain of trouble 😔😭

Lol, I guess a real life jy will have to introduce himself to you in order to meet your standards 🤭🫣

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There maybe a full length incoming involving a photographer jy (still working on an ending for it though lol) 👀

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I can't help it, phainon is cute 🥹😔 (but now saber and archer have my attention-)

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I hope you had fun swimming !!!!!!!!!!

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I skip breakfast 90% of the time 💀

The boys have a lot of that... eyes and guts and all (brains too). It's... very realistic looking.

[itadorysss]

SHE'S BACKKK, BABY!!! Caprice's officially back on business again after some days! FIRST OF ALL, KUDOS TO YOU, VY! For writing the latest chapter amidst your busy schedule, it comes out just perfect *chef's kiss*. Thank you for giving the audience what we exactly need and GOSHHH, it seems the emotional bond between our two main characters are starting to grow stronger! Apparently it's not only Mikasa and August who are being co-dependent to each other, but Mikasa and Eren as well! I'm sensing these two can't be separated anymore in the future 🤭 the moment August marches in when they're about to have a BLAST, I know separation's no longer needed in their dictionary. Speaking about that moment, I did have a good laugh when I read it cause nobody wanted caught their sibling in a funny business. Let's just pretend this never happened, okay? But on the other hand, it's a relieving moment to finally witness that our favorite pair of sibling make amend and I've never been happier! And that happy moment is being doubled by the moment where Eren and Mikasa's feelings are starting to match with each other!! I really can't wait to see what'll happen with them in the future 🥺 okaay enuff with the yapping, I'm just gonna send you all my love and support, especially since you're going through the exam week, Vy! I know you can do it!! 💌💘💝💖💗💓💞💕💟❣️❤️‍🔥❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜🤎🖤🩶🤍

HELL YES I AM BACKKKK!!!!😼🩷 I locked in the second I finished my exam and sat down to finish and edit that chapter and I did it FOR YOU GUYS (and for myself too because I am so not normal about this fic😝)

you’re so righttt, Eren and Mikasa are getting closer now, we are kind of opening the door towards them falling deeper for each other, and I fear we only have a world more angst to get through, these next chapters are giving very much calm before the storm😖 but lots of hot and cute moments too!🤭

August and Mikasa making up... I love these two so much they truly are ride or die for each other!!!!🥹 I was HURT when they weren't talking idk why I was making myself sad😭

TYSM FOR ALL THE LOVE ALAIA!!!! 🩷next exam is on Monday and I am SCARED BUT IM MANIFESTING GOOD GRADES😼

[diaryofmyrandomthought]

Corona? Bosen deh dengernya, but hey..

Pernah terbersit gak sih apa yang ada di pikiran kita di tahun-tahun mendatang after this corona's crisis?

yap, sesuai dengan title of my tumblr, --random thought, i'm going to tell u what's inside my mind..*sungguh random sekali bukan?

well, enuff folks..

back to main issues, corona.

udah hampir setahun lebih kita kenalan dan dibayangi ketakutan si virus ber-spike ini....

semua tatanan kehidupan kita sukses dibuat jungkir balik sama dia..

dari sistem pendidikan, pekerjaan, finansial, sosial ekonomi politik and so on..

i do have my own worries, especially for both of my kids..

semua plan yang udah direncanakan terpaksa dibikin ulang karena menyesuaikan dengan kondisi yang ada

lalu, timbulah pertanyaan semacam;

1. apakah dunia pendidikan bakal sama seperti dulu ke depannya? sementara sekarang semua sistem dilakukan secara daring alias online.. online *kek judul lagu saykoji

2. apakah cita-cita anak-anak sekarang masih bakal ada dan eksis 20 tahun lagi?apakah masih akan tetep relevan, sesuai dengan kebutuhan lapangan pekerjaan di masanya?

3.mau jadi apa generasi anak-anak sekarang yang aku lihat semenjak semua pembelajaran menjadi berbasis daring, malah pada semakin jago bermedsos, sebutlah tiktok dan youtuber?

4. dan, apakah masa depan akan sepasti itu? kalo untuk ini aku tahu pasti enggak sih..hanya saja, generasi ke depan adalah sebuah tatanan baru yang belum nampak akan seperti apa wujudnya nanti. berbeda--katakanlah, dengan generasi kita yang menganut sistem, sekolah, kuliah, kerja..yang mana ilmu atau bekal yang didapatkan ketika sekolah atau kuliah dipergunakan untuk (mencari) pekerjaan. di masa depan?belum tahu Ferguso..

5. dan yah..last but not least..hikmah apa yang bisa kita ambil setelah semua ini?

dan, gak pernah sekalipun terlintas di pikiranku bahwa aku akan hidup dan mengalami masa-masa seperti ini..really.

mengalami masa pandemi yang selama ini cuma aku baca dari buku-buku sejarah tentang berbagai wabah yang pernah melanda dunia, seperti the black death, flu spanyol, dan lainnya..ternyata kini, surprise... i'm living inside that thing!

Serang, Maret 16 2021 / 05.55 PM

[idyllwave]

Hihi!!! Did u miss me? I missed u ;)

Guess who just finished invincible season 1...

And that's A LOT OF BLOOD right off the bat from ep1. But 10000/10 animations cuz damn those look rlly rlly good and realistic af.

I made the mistake of watching while I was snacking so I just sorta left it for my not eating time :(

I had no idea that "Look what they need to mimic a fraction of our power" meme was from invincible 😭😭

I also can't get over how viltrumite sounds like vegemite (it's like an Australian jam and it's more salty and not sweet at all. A lot of ppl say it's disgusting but i say it's palatable)

The similarity is just too much (つ╥﹏╥)つ

I can't take it seriously at all (⚈₋₍⚈)

But I now know why there's a lot of mark fans cuz he's so cuteeeee, I think he my fave rn. But I've seen lots of fics abt mark and how many versions are there????

I think it's a lil funny how technology doesn't seem to be consistent like we got teleporting Cecil but the other police officers are using normal guns that don't do shit.

Everytime I watch these sorta superhero movies/animations, I can't help but pity the normal civilians. Like, ya'll got it rough.

I also feel bad for Debbie, like imagine, I would not be able to keep my shit together. I wonder if omni man is gonna get a redemption arc (don't answer that, I'm still on S1 😭😭) The viltrumites r really bonafide psychos.

One thing I'm not a big fan abt is there's A LOT of filler eps. Another thing is that a lot of the superheroes are less selfish but I like the character writing of people like homelander more since I think they're def wayyy more realistic. Haven't watched the boys but I do know the rough character of homelander.

Dats a enuff yapping tdy and I did enjoy invincible a lot and the detail to attention were rlly rlly good esp the intro screens. :))

Wahhh, thanks for recommending it to meeee <33

I hope everything's fine with u too and tdy I made simple egg fried rice with some pork and I did not fck up or burn anything so yeyyy :))

Have a good day. Mwah <3

Hihi lovely tenant! <3

I think i tried to warn you about the blood and stuff but I can't remember 😭 but I'm glad you like it!!

Lmao, I always thought viltrumite sounded funny but I could never place what word it reminded me of XD and now that I think about it- that word is definitely vegemite

Mark is definitely so cute (he's my favorite too 🥹) and uhh... about those mark fics ... yeah, that's a season 3 thing. So I wouldn't worry about it now-

Lol, Cecil is just built different.

r.i.p civilians and Debbie. They deserved better fr 😔

Lips are sealed 👌

Yeah, viltrumites are just crazy, I'm 100% sure of it XD

For me the filler isn't too bad, it could be worse (like whats in naruto and boruto).

Tbh, didn't even think you would know who homelander is! He's another of my favorite characters. I'm currently in season 1 of the boys and loving it so far XD

I'm glad you like it so far! I hope you enjoy s2 and 3 if you continue with it ^-^

Lol,congrats on not burning anything!

And same to you!