#randy's sequel

[semisomnosres]

what is the state of NinjaNomicon?????!!?!?!?!

well… even insulating tape tape won't help here

[violetreminder]

The most disappointing part about Borderlands 4 was already predestined by 3 ditching the series's cover art motif of a Psycho with as many finger guns to his head as there were entries in the series. BL4 could've had a psycho head in the middle of the image with the 4 protagonist's arms pointing finger guns at the psycho from off camera. Do you see my vision.

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

Toy Story 2 (1999, John Lasseter, Lee Unkrich and Ash Brannon)

10/10/2024

[destiny-in-the-universe]

escape from scrap city should've had a continuation, pass it on! like goodness gracious me- i have so many thoughts about this silly ninja show from over a decade ago

[mashedpotatosinacup]

this movie is stupid and I hate it

[royaltystudios]

An easy way to fix the dynamic of Diego x Sammy is by implying that they were exes, so it would make more sense

[ind1exo]

First Impressions of WH Characters (In My POV)

The reactions I had were based on their appearance, trailers, or their appearances in routes. Some of these may be goofy but just bare with me, thanks.

Elias - Link?! (From Legend of Zelda)

Yukiya - Ike?! (From Fire Emblem)

Luca - He doesn't look like any of the characters I recognize... He's just green and that's it.

Klaus - Like Santa claus?

Randy - He looks like a nice guy and also giving off zesty vibes.

Azusa - He's so pretty! Why is there so many "???" in his bio? welp

Joel - Wow a cute boy with different colored eyes!

Vincent - He looks... kind of old.

Leon - He looks strange and why is he white all over?

Cerim - Why tf did he put a knife on the MC's throat? I don't like him already.

Guy - Well he IS a guy...

Glenn - A samurai warrior looking guy is in a wizard game?

Leslie - Is that a girl? *Quickly realizes it's a boy* Oh, duh-

Sigurd - Never thought I'd see a purple haired boy with yellow eyes. Odd.

Mel - This guy has an attitude for someone younger than the MC-

Zeus - He seems like a pompous prick based off that CG of him cornering MC.

Klaus 2 - OMG KLAUS GOT A SEQUEL?! *Does the route immediately*

Hiro - Emo boy vibes.

Alfonse - He looks an AWFUL lot like Elias and Klaus. Suspicious.

Caesar - *Thinks of Julius Caesar... then of Caesar salad.* A character that turns into a pig is... Well, alright then.

Lucious - Femboy prince vibes over here!

Hugo - Isn't that an enemy? We get to date an enemy now?

Hisoka - I can tell he's not a human by his appearance. He reminds me of Sascha from BiR.

Rembrandt - Hold up we're dating the Headmaster now??? How is that supposed to work-

Nox - Didn't really care to know about him at first What is he wearing? Is he a prince or something?

Rex - Also didn't really care to know about him at first He was a night classer? Why does he kind of look good in that night class uniform though?

Gray - His name is a color? Alright... He probably went by something else originally. And I bet he's some bratty pretty boy prince based off that smug of his... not sure where I drew that conclusion

Ted - Ted like Teddy bear? Wow we're really dating more furries and animals...

Lars - He seems to really like the MC a LOT. I feel bad that his own brother hates him. Woah that dancing CG though!

Clive - Uhh why does he hate his brother so much? That one face is creepy af. I don't really like him ehh- aged REALLY badly

Florin - He seems okay but, I don't like his last name. I've had conflict with someone who's name was this guy's last name so... yeah

Albert - He's wearing clothes similar to Klaus... An Auburne?!

Light - He lowkey reminds me of Dark Pit (From Kid Icarus Uprising). And... very creative name.

Viggo - A random emo night classer I guess.

Vain - What in the world are these strange looking characters?

Felix - Ugh he looks so scary and emotionless-

Lacan - Phew, glad he's way more friendlier than Felix.

Liz Hart (Older design) - I expected her to appear Japanese... She looks cute but I don't. Like. The. Hair.

Liz Hart (Newer design) - Thank the Lords!! She looks SO much better now.

Amelia Nile - I like her vibe. I was worried about a potentially bad roommate before I even saw her.

Augustus - He seems like one of those athletic frat boys, I guess.

Scarlett - Finally a female lover! ...Only in the spin offs? Uh, alright? At least Amelia gets some action herself.

Randolph - *Automatically thinks of Rudolph the red nosed Reindeer for some reason*

Schuyler - He seems edgy and I have a bad feeling about him.

Merkulova - I can tell he's the nicest professor.

Carbuncle - Looks like a Pokémon.

Taffy - Like the Laffy Taffy candy?

Eress - Is she a bug?

Ronny - This squirrel has an attitude-

Chica - Her name is literally girl-

Mischa - She seems suspiciously neutral.

Hachi - I like him already with the occasional "woof woof" he does.

Chocolate Cake - Is that supposed to resemble Morgana..? That's bootleg Morgana.

Nidhogg - I don't like how he looks like an Oni, he's definitely not a friend at first. *Originally gave him Monokuma voice*

Shu - Aww, a cute dragon!

[bkenber]

'The Expendables 2' - More Fun Than Its Predecessor

WRITER’S NOTE: This review was written in 2012. “The Expendables 2” is the kind of dumb action movie fun we have come to expect from the likes of Sylvester Stallone, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Bruce Willis among others famous in this particular genre. Clearly everyone involved in its making was simply out to give action fans what they want, and while there are no real surprises in store, it is…

[aranostra]

really offended that none of the film nerds in the sequels discussion in scream 2 brought up sanjuro

[allgoodthingsflowintothecity]

It pains me deeply to criticize any part of Scream (1996) because I love it with all my heart but I do kind of hate that it popularized the idea that “the final girl is always virginal and pure” among people who do not actually watch a lot of horror movies. Lots of classic final girl characters either explicitly fucked or were heavily implied to fuck. Acting like they were all patronizing male directors’ morality puppets is both untrue and disrespectful to the women of classic horror

[menifire1092]

Wow I loved that, our Randy is not silent at all.❤

Movie Date

Randy Meeks x GN!Reader•Smut•🔞🍋• One Shot • Public Play •

You and Randy had been dating for a few months now while at college. Feelings you had as teens in Woodsboro grew while going to Windsor University until you finally bit the bullet and asked him. He said yes without any hesitation; secretly relieved because he was trying to ask you for weeks and was just trying to find the courage to do it.

Usually, your dates consisted of going to the drive in a town away to make out in his Volkswagen or to your local mom and pop owned dairy shed before going back to your dorm or his. Once he surprised you by taking you to a skating rink. He was actually surprisingly good. So, it was your idea to go to the movies in an actual movie theater. Why not? He loved movies and you did too. He refused to let you pay even if you asked him on the date. You let him pay just to come back from a bathroom break with a large popcorn and two large drinks.

He gave you a pout as you just shrugged with a coy smirk and handed him his.

"YN, can you not just let me be the guy here and pay? You're wounding my pride."

You rolled your eyes and offered some popcorn. "Oh no, not your wounded male pride...Hey, I asked you. I'm paying for something here. You've paid for the last three dates. You don't got that videostore money anymore, remember?"

"That doesn't matter. This probably costed more than both tickets."

"It did but...You can repay me later." You mumbled with teasing smile.

He gave you lopsided grin as he took a handful of popcorn. "Oh really? Wow, you take a guy on a date, buy him a few snacks, just to expect him to put out?"

You shhed him with a giggle as a group picked seats a few rows down. He smiled and winked at you before popping a piece in his mouth.

You picked a Wednesday night with only a few groups there and you insisted on sitting up top near the back. It was the Stab movie that had already been out for weeks. You both were leery of going to see it but there really was nothing else playing that interested either one if you. He suggested Stab after seeing the line up. You asked him multiple times "Are you sure?" and he replied "Yep." everytime.

You left the party early with another group. Only a social friend with Randy's. Sidney and Tatum talked to you a bit and Stu only talked to you here and there because of Tatum. Billy was cold with you but you thought he was with everyone. When you woke up the next morning to hear the news, you were shocked. You visited Randy and Sidney after that to offer your condolences and a steady friendship slowly blossomed afterwards. You three attended Windsor, Randy subtly urging you to pick between Kent and Windsor since both he Sid were going to the latter. So, the rest just fell into place.

The minute the movie started, he had on and off comments. You expected that and you had comments too. But the more the movie progressed, you soon realized why you both never went before...Because it's Randy.

"Oh , come on! You never, ever go upstairs! Sid wouldn't do that!"

You saw the woman a few rows down turn over her shoulder to give you both a side glare. You shot her an apologetic look you doubted she even saw in the dark movie house.

"Randy." You muttered. "Just watch the movie. Please."

"Yeah, but babe...This is seriously just wrong on so many levels. Sidney would never run upstairs like you're generic horror lead. "

"Were you there?"

"...No. But still. And why do they have my character so stupid and wimpy?!"

You smirked a little. "Aw, I think they got a cute actor to play you."

"Oh please."

"No, really. Original is still top tier but not a bad rendition."

You barely saw the sideways smirk pulling at his lips when the screen was lit. You cuddled up to him as he wrapped an arm around you. He was wearing that cologne you liked so much. The one that had a spicy sweetness to it. You complimented it one time, had him blushing and that's all it took to become his signature scent. You both took turns eating popcorn, hands touching every so often as you both smiled and gave each other a glance.

You weren't surprised they didn't have you on there. After all, you had left right after Tatum was supposedly killed. You did feel guilty. 'What if I had went to the garage for a drink and warned everyone before they left? A huge crowd couldn't all be killed.'

But you knew that you would have been in this movie too...On the chopping block and your actor drenched in cornsyrup.

It was getting to the halfway point when you cringed as Randy clapped his hand loudly on his thigh before gesturing to the movie screen. "Oh my freakin God- Are they serious?!"

'We should have waited for it to come out on tape.' You thought as you groaned to yourself and rubbed a hand down your face.

Someone shhed you guys from down below. Randy scoffed back. "Hey, I lived through this. It's wrong by the way!" He called to them as they shot him a glare.

You grabbed his arm and pulled him close. "Randy, you are going to get us kicked out!" You took a deep breath before whispering. "Look, I know you love horror and this is you on there. I know this is probably very surreal and very hard not to comment on but just try to save it till we get to the car. Okay?"

He gave a sheepish nod and bit his inner cheek to quiet himself. You held his hand and leaned your head on his shoulder. Thinking maybe he wasn't as okay with it as he pretended to be. It lasted 10 minutes before Tatum's death scene. It was a bit alarming seeing it but not as bad as you imagined. The blood was almost pink and the low budget actress looked nothing like her. That fact made it easier to watch. You glanced over to see him struggling not to say something. His fingers drummed the arm of the chair as he concentrated on the screen ahead. You squeezed his hand as he glanced down at you. You nuzzled into his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around you a pulled you close to him once again.

You were shocked at how quiet he was. A peaceful smile gracing your lips... And then it got to his part on the couch.

"THE RULE IS NO SEX FOR EVERYONE NOT JUST GIRLS, YOU IDIOT!" He yelled. You jumped at his sudden outburst before cringing.

Multiple people from a few rows down whipped around as you shrank into your seat. They glared and shhed you both before turning back to watch the movie.

He shot you a grimace as you gave him an annoyed glare. "I'm sorry but this is downright out pathetic! How am I supposed to stay quiet?!"

You leaned away from him and stared at him with a raised brow. "What is it going to take for you to sit here and silently enjoy the movie? Hm?"

"Okay, sorry. But...Look, it's not easy watching your actor be a total moron, alright? I can only contain myself so much." He mumbled and adjusted himself in his seat as you scolded him.

Your eyes darted down out of instinct as he shifted in his seat. He was filling out more from when you both were teens. A white polo shirt under a brown leather jacket, matching shoes and belt and faded jeans. You bit your lip as he moved around in his seat, lifting his hips up. A wicked idea formed in your mind as you remembered what his hands did to you last week at the drive in in your car. He is all eyes and ears with horror movies so you purposely picked a romantic comedy you knew he'd be bored with just to fool around...It worked.

You leaned forward, eyes roaming back down before slowly gazing back up at him. "What is the one thing that's going to make you hush for 5 minutes? Since you just can't contain yourself."

He went to answer when you sat the popcorn on the ground beside you. No one else was in the last row with you both and no one was in the next row down either. It was at a scene where everyone was yelling at Stu's actor saying he'd 'be right back.'

You reached over and kneaded his inner thigh through his jeans. His breath hitched and you felt his leg jump when you eased upward. He glanced over at you with wide eyes.

"YN, we're in public-"

"So? You better be quiet then, huh? Hate to draw attention to us...Right?" You leaned over to whisper in his ear. You could practically feel the heat radiating off his face as your hand rubbed up and his breath hitched once more. He didn't push your hand away. In fact, his legs spread open for you ever so slightly. "R-Right." He replied with a nod.

He gripped the seat with one hand and covered his mouth with the other. Your fingers gently massaged through his jeans as you felt him shift in his seat. You grinned when it became a noticeable bulge in his jeans with every little squeeze. You couldn't help the smirk pulling at your lips as his eyes closed and a shaky sigh escaped him.

You didn't waste time unzipping him once it was hard, excitment building in you at just the idea. You bit your lip when it sprang out. He looked down as your hand wrapped around him and his lower abdomen flexed in response.

You started caressing your hand gently from his sack to his shaft. Barely fondling them before slowly sliding up. Running your fingers on the underside of his length. His dick was flinching at your touch. You couldn't help the cruel urge to tickle your fingers near the tip. He released a loud whimper before his eyes widened and he clamped his mouth shut with his hand.

He shot you a glare at that.

"Sorry, too sensitive? Better keep quiet. I think that lady might have heard that." You teased him as he nervously glanced to the back of her head a few rows down.

You reached over as your hand enveloped his entire cock and your lips found the side of his neck. Nipping and sucking at his skin as your hand found a slow rhythm. Twisting your wrist as you moved your hand up and down at an easy pace. Randy bit his lip and moved his hips lower in his seat. Trying to get as close to your hand as possible.

"YN, please-"

"Shh...We have a good 20 minutes til the end."

He whined in his throat at that as you took your sweet time. Gliding up and down as you watched the screen. Every so often you would go back to kissing at his neck. You lost track of the movie and you knew he wasn't even paying attention now. Completely enraptured with the way your hand twisted around him. He wasn't usually this urgent or loud...You guessed doing this in such a public place and teasing him for so long had him horny beyond beilef.

You could hear his breathing beside you as his hips started to buck up into your hand. "YN...I need it-"

"Shhhhhhh. Hush." You cooed softly before licking up the shell of his ear. He released a strangled whimper and closed his eyes. A death grip on his seat as he tried to cover his mouth with his other hand as tightly as he could.

"You enjoying the movie, Ray?"

He urgently nodded, eyes slammed shut and hips rolling to meet you stroking him. You chuckled low in your throat as your hand squeezed him. He choked out a moan, jerking his head to the side in frustration.

He looked over at you. Mouth parted and eyes begging. "YN, please! Please someone will see or hear...Hurry...I need it so, so freakin badly."

It had been a good 10 minutes of you slowly working him into a frenzy. A screaming chase scene was happening and you doubted anyone could hear him. You still couldn't help teasing. Gripping him tightly to slowly but firmly slide down his shaft.

You smirked at him, knowing exactly what to say next to have him a trembling mess. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Someone catching us and seeing me stroking this gorgeous cock you have-"

His eyes rolled into the back of his head at that as he bit his knuckle to quiet himself. He gave you a glance as you loosened your wrist and rubbed the underside of his head. Your stomach did a flip at the look he gave you. In-between a glare and a lust filled hunger. His eyes hodded with his head tilted downward. Biting his finger to quiet himself as he groaned under his breath. Not breaking eye contact.

You swallowed. Your own lust getting the better of you as you felt how slick his cock was getting with pre cum. It leaked onto your fingers as it twitched in your hand.

You glanced at the forgotten movie to see it was at the phone call scene with Stu and Billy's actor.

He stopped biting his knuckle to huff at you. "I need it, YN. Please, fucking please!"

You gave a bashful smirk at how desperate he sounded. It was turning you on just from watching him. "Well...We are at the climax."

His eyes shot wide open as you quicked your pace. You bit your own lip at the slight wet noises you could hear every so often as your hand moved in a blur. Moving fast up and down his cock as Randy released a loud, strained groan.

You stopped when you saw someone shift in the seat ahead of you. Not breathing for a second and firmly holding your hand in place to see what they were doing. You sighed to yourself as you saw they were just reaching for their popcorn.

"YN...Don't stop. Please don't stop, don't fucking stop, don't-" He begged you as his chest rose and fell and his cock thumped in your hand. He rolled his hips, trying to get as much friction as possible.

You swallowed as you circled your palm over his head. He groaned loudly again. Without thinking, you brought your other hand up to shove two fingers into his mouth. Turned on yourself and instinctively doing whatever you thought would get him off quietly.

"Shut up. Do you want everyone is this theater to hear you begging me to jerk you off?" You hissed low enough only he could hear it.

Your hand picked up the pace again as he sucked at your fingers and his hips bucked up to meet your strokes. You felt yourself twitch in your seat as his tongue rolled over your fingertips. The sensation shooting straight between your legs. "Fuck Ray..."

You felt his throat vibrate with a low moan before he mouthed your name over your fingers. You twisted your wrist as fast as you could before focusing on the sensitive bundle of nerves near the tip. Twisting back and forth while roughly moving up and down. You knew it was the secret trick that would have him spasming in pleasure.

His head finally rolled back and a muffled cry was blocked by your fingers. Your hand rubbed at his tip as his thigh trembled. His hot cum shot into your hand as his cock jumped. You forced him to ride it out as his hips raised off his seat and he bit down slightly. His lower abs clenched and rolled as his cock jumped as a few spurts of cum came out into your palm. You gasped at him biting your fingers as his eyes rolled back once more and he groaned loudly.

Too loud.

Your eyes widened as you saw someone turn their head to look up. You jerked your hands away from both his mouth and cock to crash your lips against his. Just to give the illusion that noise that came out of him was from kissing alone. You saw them shake their head at what they thought was two horny kids making out...Little did they know.

He moaned into your mouth. Earning a small gasp from you as he grabbed the back of your head and rolled his tongue over yours lips. His mouth greedily rolling over yours as a small whimper escaped you. You shifted in your seat, nothing but heat pooling in between your thighs and that ache forming in the lowest part of your pelvis. He was turning you on more than you imagined.

You pulled away as he breathlessly stared at you, the movies final scene illuminating you both. The sticky cum coating your palm and the tip of his cock.

He reached past you and used a napkin that came with your drink to clean off. You did the same to your hand.

He leaned back in the seat to catch his breath but didn't stop giving you that intense glare that made you close your legs and shift in your seat.

He zipped himself up as he mumbled. "You...That was...Holy shit...Wow." He breathed out. He smirked with a huff escaping him. "You are going to get it. Big time."

Your eyes widened. "O-oh?"

He slowly nodded with a leacherous grin. "Oh yeah."

You gasped as his hand shot out in-between your legs. Rubbing your upper thigh. You instantly opened them with a sigh as he kissed at your neck and down your collar bone.

"But...There's only like 5 minutes of the movie left!"

He pulled back his head to mumbling into your ear. "Well, you'll be eager to get back to the car then now won't you?"

You grabbed his hand and moved where you wanted it most. The game switching up and him smirking at how your hips rolled onto his hand. You couldn't wait for this stupid movie to be over.

[courseyoulovemeyoudontknowme]

Toy Story 2 (1999, John Lasseter, Lee Unkrich, Ash Brannon)

27/05/2024

[miumonga]

22. baby, i know cw: heavy mentions of alcohol, teeny bit angsty, wc: 1.8k

you stood in front of the door, your fingers fumbling with the handle. “shit,” you muttered under your breath. you lean on the garage door, arms full of beer bottles and knocked. “hey shitheads?” no answer. you flick a switch, and the garage door opens, and as you walk towards the garage door, the door closes. you look back to see a costumed ghostface closing the garage door. 

“...is that you randy?” the masked man shakes his head. no. 

“what movie is this from? i spit on your garage?” you scoff in return. “lose the costume; if sidney sees it, she’ll flip.” you walk towards the costume. he’s shaking his head again. 

“oh, you wanna play psycho killer?” you said, tilting your head slightly, your tone dripping with sarcasm. “can i be the helpless victim?” 

he masked figure nods. you cocked her head to the side, looking him up and down. “oh no, please don’t kill me mr. ghostface, i wanna be in the sequel!” you said, scoffing, then pushing him to the side. however, instead, the masked face grabbed your arm and pulled out a knife. a few bottles in your arm dropped and shattered as he dragged the prop against your arm, fake blood coming out of the tube. “ah!” 

immediately, you ran towards the fridge, slamming the top freezer in his face. he fell to the ground as you ran past him, grabbed the unshattered bottles and threw them at him once he started getting up. “fucker!” 

desperately wanting to escape, you spotted the doggy door. you quickly ran towards it, trying your best to shove your body through… unfortunately, your shoulders had made you stuck. seeing his golden opportunity, the killer flicks the switch, which opens the door… you are lifted into the air as you look up…

“CUT!” utahime’s voice booms, the entire set erupts into applause. “that was perfect, y/n and toji!” this was the last day of your filming on set. after the hard weeks of consistent filming and visiting the building, you had finished your part. you felt a lump form in your throat as you watched the cast and crew celebrate. this was the culmination of weeks of hard work, late nights, and dedication. ​​

toji walkers over to you. “we did it. we made the iconic scene.” 

you laughed softly, nodding. “we sure did.” 

after being on set with toji for a few weeks, he had gotten used to your presence, however, just because you’d been with him for a few weeks does not mean he’s fond of you now… “now you can finally scram. honestly, singing might be something you’d want to stick you.” he said with a smirk on his face. 

you could tell he was trying to get on your nerves. “awh, thank you so much mr. fushiguro! i appreciate your support in my music career!” you shot him an insincere smile, tone all cheery.  

“nah, i’d never listen to–” “SWEETS! you were amazing!” before toji could continue, gojo ran towards you and spun you around. “seriously, baby, i’ve been watching all the behind-the-scenes clips, and you nailed every scene. i’m so proud of you.” 

“thank you so much, gojo!” you giggled. you aren’t exaggerating when you say you saw literal stars in his eyes. 

“so, dinner? at kura revolving sushi bar?” he asked, setting you down on the ground. 

“yeah, of course— sorry, off topic, but do you know if kento is in the building today? i’ve been wanting to talk to him…” it had been approximately three days since you last had an actual conversation with him. could he be avoiding you? 

“ah, i don’t think so, sweets. from what i remember, he has a shooting to do for tomorrow in osaka! i think he should be on a plane by now.” right. of course. kento nanami is a busy man, this shouldn’t be surprising. however, you couldn’t help but to feel a little disappointed… by what? not getting to talk to him? you could always text him. him leaving without informing you? it’s not like you two were together; he isn’t obligated to tell you anything— so what exactly were you disappointed about? did you want to be with him? is that why you’re disappointed? before you could start spiralling even more than you already are, gojo picked up the change in your mood. 

“hey, if you want, i could pass along a message for you…? or you could even call him! i’m sure he’d be happy to receive a call from you!” he gently said, running his hands through your hair. 

“really? you’d think so?” you asked, eyes watery, tears threatening to spill out. 

“i know so. now c’mon! we don’t wanna be late to our reservation, now do we?” 

‘fuck. what in the world am i doing.’ was the only thought that ran through his head the whole car ride there. supporting you and nanami’s… relationship? whatever you two had going on. his hands gripped the steering wheel harder. he couldn’t help but to feel a jealous— bitter even. he was jealous of nanami’s relationship with you. he was bitter at himself. what did he lack? why was he even helping him? 

“we’re here!” his voice came out cheery, a total contrast to his previous thoughts while driving. you two walked in, while gojo talked to the waitress you couldn’t help but notice the sudden shift in his mood. in the car it was completely quiet, but now he’s all sunshine and smiles. he’s the world’s favourite actor (other than toji, of course) after all. 

“‘order anything ya want, sweets! it’s all on me.” he grinned, taking his seat as you settled in the booth across from him. 

“do you drink, gojo?” you asked, looking at the menu. 

“nahh, i don’t, sweets. i’m a light weight haha.” 

“oh, alright! then i won’t either!” 

“nono, drink if you want to! i don’t mind you drinking, besides i’ll be driving you home!” 

It wasn’t long before you two were laughing and nibbling on different types of sushi— salmon, tuna, avocado rolls, and takoyaki. but the drinks? that was beginning to hit you. you started with one shot, but it had been so smooth that you’d convinced yourself to have another. and then another. 

gojo watched you carefully, noting the rosy flush on your cheeks and the slightly glassy look in your eyes. you were starting to slur your words, though gojo didn’t want to say anything just yet. you two were having a great time, and the vibe was perfect.

"y/n," he said gently, "maybe we should slow down on the drinks?"

you waved him off. "i’m fine, i’m fine! just one more… okay, two more..."

he let out a small chuckle at your drunken state. “i can now see why you’re such good friends with shoko!” 

a few minutes later, you leaned back in your seat with a contented sigh, then suddenly lurched forward, your hand grabbing the edge of the conveyor belt as if to steady yourself. "i think i’m a little drunk," you admitted, your voice wobbling.

gojo couldn't help but laugh. "you think? you’ve had like, seven shots."

you giggled, your head tilting to one side as you tried to look serious. "i don’t know what’s in that drink, but it’s like magic. i feel amazing. i could totally sing karaoke right now."

the mention of singing made gojo laugh harder. "let’s just focus on not falling off the stool for now, alright, sweets?"

you blinked at him, then suddenly grinned. "you’re so funny, gojo. i think i love you."

his heart started to throb. he chuckled and reached for his glass of water. "yeah, well, i’m pretty lovable when i’m sober… let’s go home now, alright, sweets? don’t want you passing out on the conveyor belt." 

“you’re so nice, gojo.” 

“you know, you’ve been calling me gojo for a while. satoru is fine, sweets.” gojo chuckled, helping you out the booth and walking you to his car. 

“satoru… satoru… sa…toru… toru. how about toru. since y’know, you’ve been calling me these cute names, i should too!” you beamed, as he opened the passenger seat door for you. 

“sure thing, sweets.” 

the car ride to his place was quiet, you were slowly dozing off while he drove. you stared at gojo for a beat too long, his eyes soft and focused on road. "toru…" you began, your words dragging, "you know, i’ve always thought... you’re really pretty." 

his heart skipped a beat, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. he thought you were just being intoxicated. "you’re not so bad yourself," he teased, nudging you lightly. “we’ve just pulled into the parking lot. i’ll call shoko or utahime to come pick you up in a few?” 

you didn’t laugh. instead, you moved closer, your face hovering inches from his, your breath warm and scented with alcohol. gojo’s heart started to race; unsure if this was the alcohol talking or something more. fuck. he wished it was. 

“y/n, what are you—” 

before he could finish his sentence, you closed the gap between. the kiss was sudden and clumsy, but it was there— his lips pressing against yours with an intensity he wasn’t prepared for. the kiss deepened, you tasted like the alcohol you’ve been drinking earlier. gojo hates alcohol, but fuck, your taste was so addicting. he didn’t care. your hand moved to his chest, your fingers pressing into him as you leaned more into the kiss.

the kiss grew more urgent, gojo pulled away slightly, his breath shaky. “sweets, wait... you’re drunk. this isn’t—”

“i want this,” you whispered, your voice soft but insistent. your eyes searched his, a mixture of vulnerability and something deeper that made his chest tighten.

for a second, he hesitated, unsure. but there, in your gaze, was something real. something he couldn’t ignore… but he also knew this wasn’t something to rush. not like this. not when the line between friendship and something else felt too blurry. 

with a sigh, he pulled back, his thumb gently brushing your cheek. “we can’t, not like this,” he said softly. 

your eyes flickered with confusion, and for a moment, he could see the haze from the alcohol fading just a bit, replaced by something more knowing, more aware.

“i… i didn’t mean to mess things up,” you whispered, your voice small.

“you didn’t,” he said gently, placing a small peck on your forehead. “we’re just... better off waiting for a clearer moment.”

you nodded slowly, your eyes heavy with sleep now, the alcohol slowly overtaking you again. you leaned back into him, your eyelids fluttering as you tried to keep yourself awake.

he held you there, his heart racing, his mind spinning. gojo didn’t know what had just happened, but one thing was certain— he couldn’t possibly face your sober state after this— even if this kiss wasn’t genuine. even if this kiss only happened because you missed nanami. 

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[cowboyism]

Loves me like a dog - Masterpost

pairing: Benson/Randy Bradley rating: E word count: 146,840 major tags: canon divergence, Benson lives, roadtrip, slow burn, canon-typical behaviour & violence, first kiss, first time, eventual romance

They don't make it to Miss Beard's place. Mr Sheppard lies in a pool of his own blood and Benson & Randy drive on, and on, and on, and on, and on.

(artworks created as commission by @dad-dumpster, please check out his stuff!)

chapter 1 - they don't even make it to Randy's teacher's house, summer bummer (artwork again by dad_dumpster) chapter 2 - their first stop at a motel, Benson's eyes brighten/dim chapter 3 - Randy's first cigarette, prayer helps chapter 4 - what kind of man doesn't know how to swim? chapter 5 - no need to drive me crazy, i'm close enough to walk! chapter 6 - another cigarette and one very dead bird chapter 7 - nobody puts baby in the corner (of a bar) chapter 8 - stigmata is so last year, Randy concurs chapter 9 - 'it's okay, you can fuck me' chapter 10 - until he decides he wants to stop driving chapter 11 - the old switcheroo chapter 12 - Randy can't go with him, that's just fact chapter 13 - letting a murderer shave your face chapter 14 - on sunday, we go to church chapter 15 - Benson loves Randy like a dog. (artwork AGAIN by dad_dumpster, & personally my fav iteration of it!!)

(& also a bonus link to the sequel, which is from Randy's POV and continues their roadtrip. please please give it a read & some kudos too if you enjoyed LMLaD!!)

[directdogman]

Do you have a favourite piece of lore you've ever made. From anything you've ever made. Or even just the thing you find most interesting or that your proud of.

Mainly I just want to know what lore you like the most.

I'll answer this for both of my series bc my DT answer is a lil underwhelming.

For DSaF: I liked the phone guy lore in 3 a lot. By the time DSaF dropped, people were so used to the setting of FNaF that a new game coming out with at least 3-5 new dead people in the story was basically a given. I felt like fangames had kinda missed out on conveying how incomprehensibly tragic the setting was. For every single dead person, there is an undeniable wave of tragedy and most of the dead human employees were just reduced to names in the main series. 3 successfully humanized the company so much that people even pity/love Harry/Steven (two people undeniably responsible for much of the player's misery in previous games.)

Also liked Henry's research in 3. People talk about the logs in 3 a lot, but I had many more ideas I wound up not including. I basically asked myself: if an amoral scientist wound up discovering that souls could possess animatronics, what would he try to figure out using the phenomenon? I think the writing connected with people because it felt kinda plausible in that way. It was 'real' in a sense.

Someone in a research lab would be hacking away at the same concept tomorrow if they could prove ghosts existed in some empirical way, using the scientific method to figure out as much information about the universe as possible from this newly discovered phenomenon. His deductions were tangible, even if they were unhinged + frightening.

For Dialtown: It pains me to say this, but every answer I have to this question is all stuff people haven't seen or stuff that's only been implied but never outright stated. That sadly includes a lot of character stuff. For the world, there's a lot of stuff that happened in the past that actually connects in pretty interesting ways to stuff that seems really random/unimportant. For character stuff, I'd love to explore the datables' families more and that's something I do plan to do more in future releases (be it DLCs, short stories or even a sequel one day!) A lot of stuff actually recontextualizes their existing scenes and shows where certain traits come from. Particularly for Oliver, Karen + Randy.

[mismess]

Old sketch that was kind of a sequel to Mr. Monk gets a Valentine. Randy pieces some things together