#( brains are dumb and shouldn't be in control of everything )

[damnatvs]

okay i am trying to protect my peace, that said my brain got dumb and i had a huge mood drop. i will be mobile/on discord for the night if anyone needs me. love y'all. 🩵

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

Inspired by this song˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙ tw: obsessive behavior. Request by @shintaru

You have no idea how this happened but you were on the playground with Kwon Hyuk, your rival, man you (should) despise, Sabbath crew's Grim Reaper and crazy psychopath that somehow got fixated on you.

Now, you were just sitting on your bike, hands in pockets, nothing to control bike with but your legs. Chewing gum in your mouth as you tried your best to ignore the unwelcome presence beside you.

"Wow, you can balance yourself for 30 seconds." The chill voice of male reached your ears and there was the infamous Grim Reaper, sitting on his legs while observing everything you did on your bike like you were some kind of lab rat and he - crazy scientist. Talk about crazy...

This is the same guy who almost murdered you in the race but just because you managed to escape him, survive and win against him, his twisted obsession towards you only grew.

"What are you even doing here?" You asked him, already tired by him.

"Hm? I always come to this playground when I want to show off tricks." He answered with shrug of his shoulders, his voice as chill as ever.

"And how come every single place I go to is the place you always go to?!" You questioned him again, this time with clear frustration. Does this jerk think you're stupid?!

His reaction - smirk slowly dragging on his lips while he said "coincidence." - pissed you off even more. How could this so-called coincidence happen ten times already in just a month at that?!

He was enigma, he was creepy, and you hoped his interest in you were only for cycling purposes and nothing else, otherwise you would seriously call the police on him. Not like he shouldn't be at police station already due to how he rides...

Hyuk stood up, his legs have slightly gone numb by now so he gave it time to fade away. Then he looked at you again, tilting his head to left side a bit. "Let's do stunts together. I'll show you few and if you'll manage to do all of them-"

"I don't want that." You cut him off and right in that moment, you could see confusion creeping up in his eyes, the quiet "what?" leaving his mouth. You repeated it for him. "I don't want to do such things with you."

He scoffed. "What such things?"

"Like stunts-"

"It's not like I'm asking you to have sex with me."

You froze at that, your mouth hanging open but no sound would come out. While he - on the other hand - was so chill like he didn't just altered your brain chemistry in the moment of shock. "What...the fuck?" You finally regained your ability to speak.

"Hm?" He raised his eyebrow at you then tilted his head to right side, playing dumb or he was actually dumb...

"Dude, I..." You let out deep breath to calm your nerves down, which didn't help at all. "I don't even want to waste a second with you. Why do you think I would want to do stunts with you? It's not like we're friends or anything so can you just fuck off and stop acting like we're close?"

"But-"

"But what? I never even told you that I was comfortable with you following me around and asking me to race you or turn my normal days into games of survival! So with all due respect, which is none, I won't do shit with you and even more disrespectfully,stop acting like obsessed pervert with mental disorder." You finally finished and catched your breath. But now that you let everything you wanted to say out, you realized you came off ruder than you intended to. His confused face made you wish to take back the words you just said-

He lowered his head down and for a moment, you thought he got upset but he just...laughed. His shoulders shaking in the intensity of his laughter, his smirk sickingly stretched on his lips - you'd think somebody ripped his mouth apart. "God..." He spoke but paused due to his uncontrollable laughter. "...I wasn't expecting an outburst but I'm not complaining. You should at least be like this to make it fun for me."

Nevermind. You don't regret anything you said. You crunched your nose in disgust and glared at him like he offended your family tree. "You're so fucking twisted."

He ignores that comment and just gets to his point again. "You can do keospin, right?"

Seeing how he's giving you no room to refuse, you nodded your head, even thought your jaw is clenched tight and vein is popping on your forehead.

"Ah, great. So I can skip basics with you." He mumbled to himself, while his finger rest on his bottom lip, but it was loud enough for you to hear.

This son of a-

That day definitely went differently than you expected to. Maybe mostly because you haven't done so many stunts & tricks all together at once in just few hours but certain black haired poltergeist-like guy kept pushing you to your limits, smirking like a damn predator when he would be satisfied with your skills.

"That's not even fixie trick, that's fucking parkour, you prick!!!"

"Oh, oops?"

Oh god, you were so done with him.

[brynnsasha191]

Something I've been feeling has become a trend for the past few years in Movies/Shows is this need for every single villain to have a sad backstory or redemption arc to make the audience justify their horrible actions all in the name of "complexity" and "nuance", and while it's a good thing sometimes and gives us very interesting characters there's a point where the actions they try to justify by giving the villains sad backstories are outright disgusting.

There's no way on earth I could ever ever ever defend and support a rapist character, it doesn't matter if he has the saddest backstory ever, I genuinely can not do it, the way people make Aegon be this sad boy victim neglected by his parents and that's the reason he is why he is, fuck no!

It makes me sick to my stomach when I see other women online say "my baby is just a victim of the system" you dumb bitch, he perpetuates the system himself!!! He had his own children fighting on cages like animals, who knows how many of those children were the product of rape given how he got away with raping the maid after Alicent forced her to drink the moon tea and not tell anyone, it gave him permission to do it freely over and over again, that's why I hate Alicent as much as I hate him, she's a disgusting person that doesn't deserve to be seen as a victim either, she refused to marry her only daughter to a guy she knew would treat her a million times better and instead chose to marry her to her rapist son just so she could strengthen his claim to the throne, subjecting Helaena to the same cycle of abuse she endured. Fuck her and fuck her rapist son and fuck everyone who supports them.

YES. ON SO MANY LEVELS, YES. I've said multiple times before, in regards to another fandom but it's true all around, that I'm so sick of the villain with a tragic back story trope. I'm sick of it, I hate it. Stop making excuses for abusers, having trauma doesn't give anyone an excuse to put more trauma back into the world. Every single villain these days has a tragic backstory and I'm done with it. Aegon and Alicent are not poor abused babies, they are abuser villains.

It also seriously pisses me off when people say that Alicent married Helaena to Aegon because she was a traumatized baby who just wanted some control over keeping her daughter safe, as if Viserys didn't want to marry Helaena to a gentle and good boy. Alicent may see them as savages but at least they aren't rapists who pay to watch children fight to the death. Helaena would've been happy with Jace. And at least in the show it's obvious to me that Helaena has love for Aegon but it's a very toxic and one sided love.

As much as I love Luena and Jacela, if anyone had a brain they would've married Jace to Helaena, Luke to Baela, and Rhaena to Aemond or Aegon (maybe not that one because Rhaena deserves better) but instead Alicent married Helaena to a boy who even she claimed had a habit of drowning in cups, not looking out for family, and was short sighted. When Aegon raped Dyana, Alicent gives Helaena a big hug in a boohoo-we're-both-poor-women-suffering-at-the-hands-of-men way. As if Alicent hadn't gotten greedy and married her daughter to a rapist to spite her husband and step daughter.

You're completely right. Aegon is an abuser who deserves no sympathy whatsoever. He's a wealthy man who has been allowed to get away with everything, his entire life. But he had slightly neglectful parents so boo hoo he gets to make women and children suffer while his mother enables it. And people say that if he wasn't neglected then he wouldn't have been like that....😐 really??? We're using the nature vs nurture argument for a rapist? It shouldn't matter, he's still a disgusting rapist. Stop defending him or his mother

Aemond is a child murder and a kinslayer, Daeron is a war criminal, Aegon is a rapist. Funny how the only crimes the daughters of Viserys I ever committed was being women.

[littlepetbee]

sorry this is gonna be a vent-y post buuut

sometimes my (extended) family drives me fucking nuts because like these people are super intelligent, okay? just super duper smart, sometimes freakishly so. like sitting around at christmas having 4000-level college course discussions bc that's their idea of fun kind of smart, which is awesome. i also think it's fun. BUT then you add even the slightest political tinge to it and all of a sudden they're all fucking morons who left their brains behind in a dumpster and have never understood a single thing in their lives.

and it's so frustratingly TRANSPARENT bc yeah! yeah you've all decided to subscribe to ways of thinking that don't hold up beneath the slightest bit of brain power! you've taken the brains god gave you and threw yourself headfirst into a worldview that'll crumble the second you stop and actually look at it! no wonder you have to become mindless little conserva-bots, because to use your head would be to admit that what you've spent decades tying yourself to is bullshit. and i get it...it's hard when everything you thought you knew comes up empty and you realize that what you've been standing on as your foundation is nothing more than quicksand, BUT--!

but humble yourself and do it fucking anyway! hell, if my very strict, control freak evangelical mother can do it, anyone fucking can. but then maybe the difference between her and the rest of them is that, for all her flaws, she's always given a shit about other people...and when you give a shit about other people, they become more important than any worldview.

it'd be so much more palatable to me if, like the other side of my family (lmao), they were just kind of dumb and regurgitating what their pastor and/or whatever fox fucking news anchor told them to believe, but these people are really damn smart and have chosen to be stupid in order to preserve something that shouldn't even be preserved. and it's fucking exhausting that i'm the asshole just because i don't wanna hear their crap over holiday dinner or whatever

*bows in spanish* EL FIN

[firerose18991]

Just Bimby Things Prt. 2

Prt. 1

Minors DNI

Megumi x bimbo!Reader

Info: jujutsu kaisen, bisexual themes for reader, bimbo! reader, party/ alcohol use, multipart fic, Written with black readers in mind, Smut

A/N: HVAC repairman megumi(itadori and nobara), interior decorator reader, used their surnames and first name interchangeably, 18+ characters, not proofread (sorry lol)

Wed cnt: 1,478

The breakfast cart arrived and Yuji served everyone what they had wanted.  By now you had recovered and Kugisaki was…conscious and eating slowly.  Megumi had finally surrendered his cool façade and enjoyed the presence of his friends.  He even let you sit on his lap again to make more room for Kugusaki to sprawl out on the bed.

"Megumi, can I try the potatoes?" You asked eating your pancakes.

The two of you had your plates sandwiched between your bodies as you ate.

"Hash browns." he corrected.

"Can I have please? Just a bit." You squirmed I'm his lap.

"Didn't you want pancakes?" He treated you like so dumb kid.

"I like the potatoes though, but I won't eat all, so I didn't get."

"So you do have a brain." Megumi cut into his hash brown.  "I still shouldn't give you any though.".He pushed the piece towards the side of the plate closest to you and pointed with his fork.

"Ahh" you opened your mouth expectantly.

Megumi's brain stopped firing, not fully processing what you expected him to do.  When he finally put two and two together he glared and smacked the top of your head.

"Don't demand more of someone you've already inconvenienced." Nonetheless he stabbed the segment of food and brought the food to your mouth.

You giggled as you chewed.

"Jou wanth pahncake". you talked over the food in your mouth.

"Finish chewing." Megumi looked disgusted.

"Be quiet" Kugisaki groaned to both of you as she chewed. "What the hell did Maki put in those drinks?" She put her food to the side and laid back down.

"Kugisaki you drank the least last night, how are you this defeated?" Yuji teased

"I don't know" She cried exhaustedly.

While she was regaining her strength Yuji set up his console to wait out her hangover.

"Here Y/N" he held a controller in your direction.

You looked at it confused before taking it to examen.

"You won't be able to play like this." Megumi said to you.

"I don't wanna move." You pouted.

Megumi rolled his eyes at your childish action.

As you were straddling him your back was to the TV on the opposite side of the room, you pouted as you tried everything to think of a solution.

"You can play for both of us" You smiled excitedly and handed him your controller.

"I'll be your cheerleader."

"Come on, it's no fun with two players.". Yuji complained

"I'm not moving Yuji."

"It's fine she probably would slow the game anyway."  Megumi smirked as he looked down at the top of your head to see if he sparked any reaction.. He was instead met by sharp pains on his arm.

"Ugh fuck…did you bite me?!". You giggled into his chest.

"SHUT UP!" Nobara had had enough.

 The suit remained quiet(ish) till the early evening.  The group decided to finally clean up from the party and watch some movies instead.  You still buzzed around Megumi all day.  On the couch, in the common area, you held onto his arm and rested your head on his shoulder.  

Even though Fushiguro wasn't quite used to sharing space with unfamiliar people he found your presence harmless and even leaned into you at times.

By the afternoon you could hear rustling from the boys room.

"I am going to take a shower and then we can start the plans for the day.". Nobara emerged from the boys room only sounding slightly less battered than she did that morning.

"Fucking Finally!!" Yuji boosted from his chest

Yuji jumped up from the couch to get himself prepared.  Though you changed no one had showered since the night before and the grime was definitely starting to build.

Yuji was done relatively quickly so you took over their bathroom.

"Megumi, how do you work the shower?" You called in your sing-songy voice from the bathroom.

Megumi rolled his eyes as entered the bathroom to help you.  

"C'mon how did you get a job in home improvement if you can't- where are your clothes?"

"I'm getting ready for the shower." You stood in front of him unabashed of the way your chest swayed with each movement.

Fushiguro looked away before he was accused of ogling you.  But he couldn't hide the rose tint to his cheeks and prayed he wouldn't need to cover a tent.

"So what do I do?" You peeked around his arm so close your budding nipples pushed against his arm.

Fushiguro took a deep breath and worked to get out of the bathroom before he embarrassed himself.  He turned the knob in the shower to warm water.

"How's this?" His voice was almost a whisper.

You reached underneath his arm and used the small of his back to stabilize yourself.  You swayed your hand under the water to get a feeling for the temperature.  

"It's a little cold." You sighed, reaching your dry arm around his torso.

He turned the knob further to a warm setting.  You reached your hand underneath the stream and hummed in satisfaction.  Your wet hand slipped back to Fushiguro and left a print on his shirt.

"Sorry, I got your shirt all wet." You moved between him and the shower door to start unbuttoning his shirt.

"It's fine I can change after…." He mumbled as you worked through all the buttons and untucked whatever was left in his pants and took it off of him.

"You can shower with me." You batted your eyes.  Your tone was innocent and yet he couldn't tell if it was an offer or a demand.

Fushiguro finally moved his hand to cup the gentle curves of your body and pressed his lips to yours.  You smiled into the kiss pressing more of yourself against him.  The two of you molded into one another, the sounds of water and steam filled the room around you.  Almost in your own little world, the two of you forgot the time crunch you were facing.

"(Y/N) can I use some of your cleanser?" Nobara yelled from the hall as she made her way to the boys room.

Fushiguro pulled his lips away from you quickly but you still remained pressed against him.

"You should take your shower." He squeezed out from between you and the wall and left the bathroom just as Nobara entered the bedroom.

"C'mon Fushiguro get ready!" She brushes past him to get to you in the bathroom.

While the two of you got sorted Megumi took the time to get himself ready and sat down to think about what just occurred.  A half hour later the gang was all ready to set out.

"Alright everyone, we can't do anything like last night. Can't have you hungover at the checkout tomorrow." Megumi rounded you all into the elevator

"Whatever.  I've got two shopping districts we need to hit before we come back. Yuji has two restaurants.  (Y/N)....?"

"Oooo there's a bakery I want to go to for cookies.  And I want to get some new clothes.  And  ummm"

"Alright 2 per person.  Megumi?" Nobara typed the plans into her phone.

"Just want to hit the pool later."

You all headed to Nobara's first district which contained your bakery and Yuji's restaurant.  Nobara really wanted to come for the photo ops but you took the chance to grab everything you could to fill those empty shopping bags of yours.  You dragged Megumi along, one of his hands holding your own and his other your bags.  Megumi swore he could hear whispers about how cute of a couple the two of you were and he began to take some pride in holding onto you.

The nightlife in the city began to pick up at your final destination.  As much as Megumi stressed clean fun, the two of you still ended up carrying Yuji and Nobara back to the hotel. You placed Nobara in Megumi's bed as he put Yuji down in his.

"Uh (Y/N)?" He noticed his bed was now taken.

You skipped over to him and quietly pulled him out of the room and across the suit to your bedroom and locked the door behind.  Before he even knew what was going on you were pressing kisses on his face and tugging at his shirt up.  Once it was off you pressed your weight to lay him down on the bed.  Megumi's hand crept up your thigh pulling your dress just above the hem of your panties.

He tugged at them but your impossible tiny underwear was stuck on the curve of your ass.  You hiked a leg up the side of his, he could feel the warmth of your cunt along his abdomen.  You wiggled one leg out of your underwear, consequently causing an overflow of your breasts from the top of your dress.  You panties hung on the opposite leg and you moved to unzip the back of your skin tight dress.

"Leave it." Megumi leaned up to stop you from removing the dress. 

He flipped the position, laying you back, he unzipped the top of his pants and shimmied them down enough to show you what you were working with.  Fuck, was it a lot.  He teased you entrance a bit, gathering the precum that already gushed out of you.  You let out a salacious moan feeling his tip twitch against your clit.

You urged him on using your leg to pull him closer to you.  Megumi positions himself between your puffy lips and pushes into the plush pulsating walls.

"Hmmp" he bit his lip to stifle a moan but you couldn't be bothered.

Your voice hit the walls of your throat in soft squeals and he plunged his girth further into you.  The satisfying fill reached through your body and he fully sheathed himself.  He sucked the flesh of your throat like the sweetest berries in a garden and left you red and blue. 

Each thrust left you breathless.  He was so careful with you taking care to hit all your nice spots with a special softness.  You moved your hips into his perfectly chasing the end of that perfect feeling.

"M' gonna…" you gaped out feeling Megumi hit your sweet spot once more.

You hand snakes down his back lighting his body on fire.  He made sure to pump right into that spot that had you leaking onto the bed sheet and squeezing him tight.  Your orgasm washed over first,  your back pushed down into the bed as you gave him the tightest squeeze of his life.  The pulsing almost took the work out of his thrusts and soon he was spilling out into you.

The two of you took the time to cool off before Megumi slipped out.  You were already fast asleep, legs still spread from your orgasm and nipples parked from the cool air.

Fushiguro shook his head and turned out the lamp.

A/N: bro said unshakeable character he never said it had to be good

-Fire Rose

Prt 3

[guardian-of-fandoms]

The alternate felt sheer panic inside him, trying to ignore the crimson stain spreading across his jacket as he rushed through the clearing, stealing a glance at the Bots.

They'd wasted no time in engaging Morocco, but the metal madman they faced now was a far cry from the Mor-Bots they'd faced before.

He was faster, more calculated, more instinctual.

But far more worrying, he'd defeated cybertronians once before.

Cody caught Heatwave's eye, who nodded, wildly dodging to avoid a swipe of sharp talons.

"GO HELP THEM SAVE CODY AND FRANKIE! WE'LL KEEP HIM BUSY!!!"

"BUT-"

"PLEASE!!!"

The pleading in his voice haunted Cody, reminding him of his EMP attack earlier, the guilt still ebbing away at his soul.

His desire to destroy Morocco burned inside him, but he sighed.

"Okay. I promised I would protect them, and so I will. But please, please.... Be careful..."

Heatwave nodded, determination etched into his face.

"We will."

Cody nodded, and dashed away.

The human members of the team had grouped up, staring uneasily at the two entranced children.

They had blank, detached expressions, empty eyes staring at the team, watching them intently.

Doc gripped Charlie's shoulder like a vice, both fathers in terror for their children.

The alternate Cody ran up, gasping out,

"We have to destroy the phones!"

Dani nodded,

"Like I said, we dealt with the Mind Control Phones here too. Madeline Pynch used them to control the whole town once, Cody was the only one not effected. He and Boulder had to destroy the cell tower to snap us all out of it."

Kade glanced over at the alternate, getting an idea.

"Hey, Hotshot, how many more toys you got?"

"Not many, I only have a few tricks left."

"Got any more EMP doohickeys?"

Cody reached into his pocket, frowning with hesitation as he pulled out an EMP block.

"Only one left. If I use it on the phones, I won't have any left for Morocco."

That got Doc's attention.

"What about the EMP you took from the lab?"

".... Sorry about that..."

He glanced back, groaning as he spotted the case in the distance, past the robot brawl.

"... shit..."

"I see..."

Kade sighed, his eyes drifting back towards the hypnotized kids.

"Look, I promise, we'll do EVERYTHING we can to send your morocco to the scrapheap, but please, can you use that to take out the phones?"

He hesitated, but sighed, nodding.

"Fine. But remember, we only get one shot. And somebody needs to retrieve Doc's EMP to use on Morocco."

Kade nodded, before grabbing his shoulder.

"Thank you. Seriously."

"... I just want this to finally be over."

Dani got a fix on the case, then back at the kids, who stood absently staring, waiting.

"I can go for the Case, but what's our plan here?"

Charlie cautiously took a step forward, his hands raised.

"Everyone, just take it slow. We have no idea where their heads are right now. Dani, on my signal, run for the case. The rest of us, we just need to gently surround them. Don't touch them, just try to get them within range."

Doc nodded, adding,

"Agreed, we must use upmost caution. Given our own experience, they likely won't remember anything from this experience, assuming the phones from the alternate reality function identically to the ones here."

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

The alternate Cody stared at the phone clipped to his counterpart, trying in desperation not to recall the static, the white noise bubbling up from nerves.

"They shouldn't remember any of this. They might be tired and disoriented after, but they should be okay."

"... Is that what... you felt?"

He went rigid, and Kade groaned, instantly stammering,

"Sorry, sorry, dumb question, I-"

"No, no.... You're.... you have a right to know. My Kade never did.... You may as well."

Everyone carefully moved into position, Kade coming right beside Cody as everyone prepared to move, Dani preparing to sprint for the case.

"I don't... I don't really remember doing anything. All I remember is... Static. This... buzzing in my brain... Everything fading out.... and then...."

He clutched his arm.

His words trailed off. But Kade understood the implications.

".... Hey..."

Kade nervously rubbed his neck, his eyes flickering between his Cody and the Alternate.

".... What happened... in your world... I... I want you to know-"

"NOW!"

Dani sprinted off towards the case, as everyone started to circle the two children.

Kade hesitated a moment, the words on the tip of his tounge.

"... I wouldn't blame you...."

The team circled Cody and Frankie, arms outstretched as they gently surrounded them.

They moved back to back, tensing up as they appeared to study the team.

Charlie's breaths were shallow, but he steeled himself, trying to project a false confidence.

"I don't know if you can hear us right now, but I promise, we're not going to hurt you. We just need to destroy those phones."

Doc nodded, his hands trembling.

"Frankie, my dear.... I promise, I just wish to help you..."

Cody slowly grabbed Frankie's wrist with his left hand, his right sliding into his jacket.

Kade noticed the motion, and braved a step forward, his hands above his head.

"Just take it slow.... We're all friends here... we're all cool..."

His breath was tight in his chest as he reached towards the phones.

"Just take it-"

A flash of green slammed into Kade, causing him to cry out as he stumbled to the side.

Cody threw his hoverboard to the ground, pulling frankie on behind him as he jumped on, nearly bowling Kade over again as they sped deeper into the trees.

"DAMN!!"

Charlie was quick to stabilize Kade, shouting,

"DON'T LOOSE THEM!!!"

The alternate Cody held out his arm, his own hoverboard flying to him.

"I'm on them!"

Charlie nodded.

"We'll catch up, try to get them still."

"Will do."

He pressed the EMP into Kade's hands, hopping on the board.

"I'll lure them back here, be ready!"

Kade nodded, and he sped off, a trail of Gold now in pursuit of the Green.

The young Cody took sharp turns around the dense trees, only guided by the light of the two boards.

"Wait! Please! You're going to get yourself hurt!!"

The Alternate closed his helmet, the internal specs popping up on the screen giving him a clear layout of the area.

He wove between trees, trying to come up with a plan.

"Think, Cody, think...."

He was gaining on them, quickly taking note of everything.

His counterpart was slower than him. He could guess a number of reasons as to why, his own having been built specifically for combat, the reduced mental stimulation from the mind control, and the extra weight from Frankie.

Hmm... Maybe he just had to flip the roles....

Using what little power he could spare, he blasted his hoverboard's power core, giving the device an extra boost.

He sped in-front of his counterpart's board, turning a sharp circle as he faced his counterpart head on, throwing his hands out mockingly.

"What, just gonna run away? I can't be that unpleasant to talk to."

The empty stares of his counterpart and Frankie unnerved him, but as the other hoverboard started to slow, he knew he had to persist.

"C'mon, slowpoke! Give it more juice! What's the point in running away?"

He cautiously sped up, feeling triumphant as he noticed his counterpart speed up to match him.

That's it.... Just need to switch up this cat and mouse game....

He looped around a gnarled, misshapen trunk, mapping the tree in his mind as he noticed his counterpart following him.

Frankie had her arms tightly wrapped around the young Cody's torso, peering over his shoulder as the two sped through the dark woods, Cody's eyes narrowing, a departure from the previously blank face.

The alternate didn't like the intensity in his eyes.

It reminded him too much of himself.

But he persisted, keeping his stance firm, his resolve steady.

"C'mon! Come get me!"

The younger Cody tilted his head, saying in a stiff, monotone voice,

"What are you really hiding from? Do you run from me? Or do you run from yourself?"

He felt his heart skip a beat, the board's power core singing the top of a bush as he dipped lower.

"You think you can defy fate, by saving my family? You think you can defy reality, amend your greatest failure? But more severely.... Do you really think they would trust you? Now that they are aware of what you've done? Of the blood on your hands? You watched them die once because you killed them, what right have you to correct a wrong you orchestrated?"

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!"

He turned around, taking his eyes off the trees ahead of him as he faced his counterpart, his eyes burning and his voice cracking.

"I DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE!!!! THAT MONSTER CONTROLLED ME, JUST LIKE HE'S CONTROLLING YOU NOW!"

The hoverboard clipped the top of a bush, knocking off his balance and causing the counterpart to evade wildly.

"Kid, this isn't you! .. us.. I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE. Look, You're right, I... I caused my family's death. If I hadn't gone after Morocco alone, he wouldn't have mind controlled me... But I have spent EVERY DAY of my life since trying to make amends for that. I... I want you to have the choice I didn't. The future I don't. I want better for you."

"Such a sweet sentiment. But It is lies."

Frankie joined in, craning her neck over Cody's shoulder.

"You hate him. You seethe with jealously, burning inside from the knowledge of a world where your fate may have been avoided. You desire what he has."

She seemed to stare into his soul, cutting into him with the stern directness he knew all too well, the face she used when analyzing an experiment.

"You seek to preserve what he has, while enraged that you may not claim it yourself."

"You hate me. You hate me, because you hate yourself."

The Alternate felt that familiar sting within his heart, and felt his blood run like ice, just as the two kids suddenly smirked.

Before he could question it, he was flung off his board as he abruptly smacked into a tree, crumpling to the ground as his board spiraled off out of view.

He groaned, internally cursing as he felt fresh blood seep through the wound in his torso.

The kids circled now, leaving a green arch around him.

His young Counterpart seemed to drill into his soul, the young boy peeling away the facade he'd crafted so carefully.

"You can never forgive yourself for what you've done. Changing my fate won't release the agony within your soul. Keeping them alive cannot repair the bridges you've burnt."

He'd grown used to seeing Frankie gaze at him with a broken pain, but her stare now further wedged the knife inside his heart.

"In seeking to destroy one monster, you created another. You've altered yourself beyond recognition, shoved aside the few allies you have left for the sake of revenge. You fall into darkness, and you blame the face of the one you'd do anything to pursue. You throw yourself into the abyss with no intention of clawing out, yet protest the darkness you've thrust upon yourself."

The alternate rested on his knees, his head bowing.

.... How bizarre it was, hearing himself say the words he'd thought for years.

Frankie had always denied these notions.

Hearing her advocate for them now felt bitter, but not unwarrented.

He closed his eyes, feeling tears drip down his face as the children dismounted, drawing closer.

"... It was my fault..."

He felt the small hands on his shoulder, the younger Cody staring at him, hate filling his eyes, yet his tone remained hollow.

"You cannot hide from yourself. I haunt you every day of your life, because i am the face you see when you think about their fates. You see me, and you feel the agony of memory and remorse."

He felt the claws of despair inside him, the old static buzzing in his ears, when he felt another hand on his shoulder, firm yet soft.

"It wasn't your fault."

Kade stood over him, his expression stern, yet soft.

He gripped the Alternate's shoulder, who slowly looked up at him, the wet trails of tears still staining his cheeks.

".... I know you never got to hear this from... well... me... but... You were controlled. You didn't have a choice. And if there's any version of me that thinks otherwise, then I wouldn't hesitate to punch myself in the face."

The alternate felt a lump swell up in throat, his eyes burning as the young Cody stared at the two, saying stiffly yet commandingly,

"Tell him your last words."

The alternate's eyes widened, with Kade growing confused.

"Last words?"

The alternate sighed, his chest shuddering.

"... I don't remember if I said anything to my Kade while I was controlled, but... The last thing i said to my Kade before.... I told him... I...."

He was stumbling over his words, before he felt the eerie gaze of his counterpart, and turned away from Kade.

"... The last thing I said to my kade... I told him I wished he wasn't my brother..."

Kade went quiet, and The Alternate buried his head in hands.

".... I'll never know, if they realized i triggered the detonator. I'll never know... If my kade knew I murdered him... and what he thought of me for doing so..."

There was a beat of silence, and just as The Alternate turned to check Kade's reaction,

he was blindsided by a firm, warm hug.

Kade wrapped his arms around his alternate brother, who froze, his words stuck in his throat, his eyes wide.

Kade held him tight, quietly saying,

"I got mind controlled once. We all did. We chased cody around town all day, trying to do who-knows-what to him. Cody was skittish of everyone for days after, but... I couldn't sleep for weeks. I just... Thought about it. Thought about what could've happened. What I could've done. I know it's not the same. I.. I don't really know what i'm trying to say here, but.... I could never think of you as a bad person."

His hug felt identical to his own Kade's.

It had been nine long, painful years since he'd felt the embrace of his own kade.

That burning pain within his chest flared up again, but even so, he felt something else.

He couldn't explain the feeling bubbling up in his chest, But as he sat enveloped in Kade's arms, something cut through the pain.

He's long grown accustomed to the burning agony that swelled within his chest.

But now, a softer warmth overtook him, easing it's way through the cracks in his broken heart.

He pulled away from Kade, his eyes still glistening with a sour dampness, but his breath evening.

".... Why...."

Kade met his eyes, nodding seriously.

"Because you're my brother."

Cody struggled to string together a proper reply, As kade glanced behind him, his stance stiffening as he noted Cody and Frankie watching them intently.

"That's Morocco talking, okay? He's in your head, you can't let him break you down, or he'll just keep controlling you. You can't change what happened, you can only go forward."

Kade pulled him to his feet, and he smiled, ever so softly.

".... I've missed you.... So much... It feels good to talk to you like this. But I think we have a job to finish."

"Then let's finish it."

Kade smirked, handing him the EMP block.

"I think this is yours."

Kade quickly darted to the side, and the rest of the team emerged, surrounding the kids.

the young Cody made a grab at the hoverboard, but Kade was Faster, snatching it off the ground.

"Sorry, Squirt, but I think you've had too much Screen Time!!"

The alternate Cody was quick to blast the block, and the two kids went rigid, their eyes wide and posture stiff as the phones began sparking wildly, before crashing to the ground, and kids falling back.

Charlie and Doc were quick to scoop up Cody and Frankie respectively, Kade smirking as he stomped on the fried phones.

"And that takes care of that!"

Dani was quick to look over the kids, who'd collapsed, now being cradled in the arms of their respective father.

"They look alright, just tired."

"They should be."

The alternate grabbed his torso, glancing over at the kids.

"They'll be alright, but we need to get them out of here. The Bots need our help."

Charlie cradled cody in his arms, agreeing wholeheartedly.

"Agreed."

Graham moved to look at the ruined phones, but suddenly froze as he got a good look at kade.

"... Oh my god..."

Staining the front of Kade's shirt was a drying crimson.

Kade glanced down, then held out his hands.

"..... That's not mine..."

All eyes shifted to the Alternate.

Cody winced, and Kade stormed back over, groaning as he spotted the stain spreading beneath his jacket.

"Dude!"

"I'm sorry! But-"

"You're hurt and you didn't tell us."

"Is now really the time?!"

Kade didn't like the look of the stain, the fabric seemed pretty saturated.

"Cody, I know we just had a heartfelt moment and all, but DUDE. YOU CAN'T JUST HIDE THAT!"

"I'm fine, Kade, really. It... It dosen't hurt?"

"..... Alt-Bro, we both know that's bullshit."

"Kids."

Charlie's voice was quiet, obviously trying to avoid rousing the sleeping boy in his arms, gently rubbing Cody's back as he cradled him.

"We need to get back to the Bots, now. Dani, I want you and Blades to get Cody and Frankie out of here, alright?"

"Got it."

"Now, uh.... Other Cody, I won't deny you this. I know how badly you want justice, so I'll let you make the choice for yourself. But just know, we want you to value your life just as much as you value protecting ours."

He clutched the wound, then sighed.

"I can't stop, not now."

"Promise me you'll let us treat that as soon as this is over, okay?"

".... I... I promise."

The promise felt weird.

He hadn't ever counted on getting through this alive.

But one glance at Kade told him that they'd realized this, and were hellbent on securing his survival.

Charlie nodded back towards the chaos, and the team started moving, with him and Doc heading up the rear.

Cody felt his lack of power catch up to him, and he nudged Kade, pointing to his Counterpart's hoverboard.

"Do you think my counterpart would mind? I really need some energy right now."

"Oh, sure. He probably wouldn't mind, and we can just get a new battery later."

Kade handed the hoverboard, and Cody grasped it with his cybernetic, draining the power from it.

Doc watched in fascination, cradling Frankie close.

"How fascinating... Perhaps you'd be willing to allow me to study your unique abilities, at a later date?"

He couldn't help barking out a laugh.

"Sure, Doc.... If I get out of this in one piece, then by all means, go nuts."

The group picked up the pace, not knowing what they were about to walk into.

-

Heatwave winced as the monster's talons dragged across his arm, leaving notable scratches in his paint.

The alternate Morocco was far different than the average Moor-Bot, his form clearly built for inflicting damage.

He was faster, sleeker, more agile.

But far more concerning, was the mind inside.

"It's been ages since i've seen so many Cybertronians in one spot.... Functional ones, anyhow."

Chase lunged forward with his tasers, but Morocco easily ducked, and Chase almost struck Boulder by mistake.

Heatwave didn't like the sneer repeatedly tossed his direction.

"You, Firebot, you almost feel like an old Friend. I've gotten to know your counterpart quite well..."

Heatwave didn't answer, not that he had the words to.

"It was frustrating to me, that you survived. But i decided i might as well make the best of it. After all, it was quite fascinating, to learn that an alien could grieve a human."

From his perch from afar, he recounted his surprise, watching the firebot clutch the bodies, his own wounds still leaking the blue lifeblood as he screamed, his cry of agony low and feral.

"Fascinating indeed.... Human, Alien, Machine, it all blends together in the end."

"You're no Cybertronian.... And you're certainly not human."

He couldn't understand why Morocco looked pleased at that.

"The firebot i know has near identical words..... Incredible..."

Heatwave couldn't resist the yelp that escaped him as the claws scratched his window.

"You and that boy, you're quite alike.... You both sought to quell the pain inside by causing more. You both hunted me.... Until he hunted alone."

The bots all exchanged a glance between themselves, the mystery of Other-Cody growing more.

"Two worlds, so similar, so different."

"You broke his heart."

They were all surprised by Boulder's words.

Boulder looked a little hesitant at what he was saying, but narrowed his optics, continuing.

"You... broke him... and you enjoyed doing it. What's left of Morocco, you enjoyed warping his heart, using his pain to manipulate him. Because this all is just one big game to you, isn't it?"

"It's the survivor that manipulates his surroundings."

The bots exchanged another look, clearly thinking the same thing.

Morocco was no survivor.

He was a murderer.

No...

That young man, with his innocence beaten out of him, the smile robbed from his eyes, the scars across his body, the anger etetched into his soul,

he was the survivor.

Not from tampering with powers he couldn't understand, but from dragging himself away from death by the skin of his teeth.

Heatwave couldn't quite process what he did next, time seemed to skip, between processing the Madman's words, and his fist colliding with the monster's head, metal crunching and the screen face shattering.

Morocco reeled back, his glitched "breath" seeming to skip, time holding still as he steadied himself.

The digital face on the screen warped into a series of discolored lines, cracks running all across it.

Heatwave almost looked shocked, barely having time to process his own actions.

The "face" was apparently purely decorative, as Morocco slowly turned to face heatwave.

"You.... Are going to regret that..."

Despite his shock, Heatwave glared.

"For him, never."

He couldn't read Morocco's expression through the damaged screen, but he really didn't need to.

Everyone tensed as the purple, crackling energy escaped his chest.

They weren't expecting him to freeze in his tracks as well.

"What on earth...."

He stretched out his hands, the purple energy trailing around the limbs, the power spiking wildly.

His broken face met Heatwave's, rage filling his glitched voice.

"YOU MEDDLER!"

Heatwave was too stunned to fire back a remorse, nor did he need to, as the shout from the distance caught his attention.

"GUYS!"

The Burnses charged out from the dark woods, the Bots feeling collective relief to see Cody and Frankie unharmed, if unconcious.

Dani waved over Blades, and after a confirming glance at the others, he broke away from the fight, rushing over.

He didn't even need the cue, instantly dropping to his knee, opening his cab.

He gently took Cody and Frankie, buckling them into his seats with upmost caution.

"Are they-"

"Just tired. It took a lot out of them, but they should be okay."

The alternate glanced at the rest of the bots, eyes eyes widening.

"No way..."

He knew that energy pattern.

Kade caught his eyes.

"Other-Bro, what's going on?"

Before he could answer, there was a loud, thunderous crack from just behind morocco, and a swirling, bright magenta void opened in the sky.

Everyone sat in dead silence, even morocco.

That silence suddenly shattered, as a figure emerged from the void, which closed behind them.

The figure easily cleared the air, appearing to have some sort of rocket boots.

But the big surprise came as they propelled them-self forward, right THROUGH Morocco's chest, popping right out the other side, a strange translucent energy fading away as they touched down on the ground.

"WHAT WITCHERY?!"

Everyone stood in shock.

Well, everyone, except Cody.

He walked forward, a slow, bewildered grin overtaking him.

"... Heh... Wasn't expecting you here, Savior."

The figure wore a helmet similar to Cody's, with a black jumpsuit, and a strange looking harness.

The figure tilted their head, letting out a garbed laugh.

"Still insist on the Codenames, Responder?"

"You know me, I like the bit."

"I do... and, are you ever expecting me?"

"Fair, fair."

Underneath the playful banter, there was an unmistakable tension, evidenced by the stiff posture, the flicker in Cody's eyes.

But at the core, there was pure relief, a fondness.

Doc slowly turned to face charlie.

He understood now, what Charlie had felt earlier.

That unmistakable feel inside him, telling him the face he saw, no matter how changed, was of his child's.

Doc almost didn't feel his feet carrying him forward.

The figure noticed him instantly, and a soft, garbed sigh escaped the figure.

Cody stepped aside, as Doc stood close, feeling as though he was in a daze.

".... Can it be?"

The figure laughed softly.

"... Had a feeling you'd be here..."

Her helmet unfurled, his dark curls poking out instantly.

Frankie Greene stood tall, her expression serious, even as she let out a tight smile.

".... Hi, dad..."

[hikennosabo]

#tristampparty day 7, episode 7: wolfwood

this is another episode i've watched multiple times, but mostly just the first half for Livio Reasons. once again... LET'S GOOOOO

i've seen ppl say this is razlo at the start of the episode... i wonder... he is more razlo-like in his movements, and he starts yelling a lot... but his expressions are still livio-like, i think... i mean he is more expressive BUT he's not grinning like razlo usually does? sigh... see the problem is that we ALSO have a level of EoM brainwashing (and whatever the fuck else is going on) on top of everything which throws a wrench in trying to figure things out. I Just Wanna See My Boy.

i love vash holding his gun backwards and using it as a bludgeon and i love going frame by frame to get cool screencaps like this 💖

wolfwood vial count: 4

at the very least, by the time of this next scene, it's definitely livio and not razlo because he's mumbling about "catching up" again which is a livio thing

when i saw the corresponding manga panel for this my brain neurons activated so hard LOL i wonder even more how orange will adapt razlo... since originally livio was trying to catch up with razlo. which i love and think is super interesting. so what is orange planning? ...is livio even aware razlo exists at this point...?

oh also livio looks a bit older here. which once again has me wondering about the timeline. the way the experiments were presented with rollo and nicholas, it looked like they were just on that table forever. as in there were no breaks in between. so... when is this? how long is it between livio volunteering himself for EoM and the experiments on him taking place?

i think it's cute that nico bumps into him :(

let's take ibuprofen together

i wonder who these people are... i thought they might be the EoM soldiers that razlo killed, but those aren't EoM uniforms... it looks like the prison uniform wolfwood was wearing... wolfwood tried to run away, so it makes sense that he wouldn't be the only one, although the phrasing "stand in our way" more implies they tried to stop the operation altogether. but... hmm... they just had regular goons as guards at the time of wolfwood's escape attempt. livio is special... would they really give him a job like guard duty?

CHAPEL JUMPSCARE

razlo sweetiepie there you are!!! mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah

HE'S SUCH A FUCKING DRAMA QUEEN HE'S SO FUNNY

since zazie is the one talking, our attention is drawn to them, so i'm glad i paused on this because the fact that legato is also looking up at wolfwood and smirking is so funny to me. EYES ON THE ROAD BESTIE!!!!

this line is always so funny to me. shonen protagonist ass

i love the scene of vash at the spaceship controls, the animation when he's working the keyboard is so smooth. hmmm, it also reminds me of wolfwood's introduction episode in 98... serves the same narrative purpose of Vash Knowing Things He Shouldn't about spaceships

i love that wolfwood thinks shooting the base of the cannon will do anything. like that's the first thing he tries. shoot first ask questions later i guess

going frame by frame on scenes of legato because i'm unwell... his eyebrows are surprisingly thick! and his eye color is grey... it was gold in 98... oh, i just noticed his eyelashes are light blue!! cute!!

i just think this is a handsome angle for him. his facial features are so pretty and delicate

this is why he buckled his seatbelt :)

... i need to stop posting legato pictures

no because what the hell is this

wolfwood vial count: 5

episode 5 had me asking about the wind... legato asks zazie if they were the one who caused the sandstorm (which they deny)... could it be... is it possible...?

my dumb ass watching this for the first time: damn it's so sad that livio is dead and now they're even gonna use his corpse for nefarious purposes :(

vash's plant markings are so pretty fr <3 orange was big brained for this too

everyone always points out the episode title card being a gut punch but THIS was an unexpected one:

this is how wolfwood is credited this episode and because i'm insane i immediately had to go back and check - this is also how he's credited in episodes 5 and 6: as "nicholas d. wolfwood/nicholas the punisher". in episode 4, he's only listed as "nicholas d. wolfwood". haha ouch!

this post ended up being a little less substantial than expected LOL but we'll soon be getting into the episodes that really give me psychic damage so :^) looking forward to it!!

[chronic-music-user000]

i feel like the whole "THEY BLAMED EVERYTHING ON THEIR MENTAL ILLNESS THEY SHOULD DIE" shit is so dumb in some cases. because yes. mental illness can make people do shit that's unruly and irrational. i feel like this should never be a reason to completely discard someone's statement, especially if the illness was ALWAYS BOUND TO MAKE THEM DO UNRULY AND IRRATIONAL SHIT. like schizophrenia or any schizospec disorder, their brains are scrambled. what are they supposed to do??

now obviously you shouldn't blame messaging kids inappropriately on your anxiety. anxiety doesn't do that from what i know, it doesn't make you like kids it doesn't make you racist. that's when its reasonable to get onto them a bit. that's when they need to take accountability. but people need to understand that there are some conditions that people literally can't control. there is nothing they can do sometimes.

just be transparent and understanding sometimes i feel like that's. not very outlandish to ask.

[cugzarui]

kinda stupid the way rem died. yea light had her in a pinch but she didnt have to sacrifice herself. she had other options. she couldve just started killing people who arnt directly related to the kira case. made good people turn into awful criminals, who claim that kira is controlling their actions before their death, and that anyone who isnt an evil person would eventually be killed by kira and made into an evil criminal. the death note gives her the power to do that. she could destroy everything that light has built, one piece at a time, until he feels sufficiently motivated to fix the problems he caused for her. it wont be easy for him but hes a smart boy he can figure something out.

light thinks hes a god. but rem is an actual god. she shouldn't have to put up with his shit. and i think the only reason she does (in universe) is because death gods are so not used to these death games or to dealing with humans or to anything much actually happening, that they have basically no idea how to hatch schemes. whenever they need to scheme they just rely on their powers. and normally id say that light is weak against illogical powers like those of a death god, but in this case the powers are still fairly limited and restricted by some rigid rules, and the gods who wield them dont know how to use their brains to compensate.

from an out of story perspective though...it just feels like the author really wants to make light look smart. instead it makes other characters look dumb by comparison.

rem...killed by her own author

[playroom-sekaii]

I really relate to your pains in not being able to properly regress! Like, whenever it starts coming up, I don't feel safe for a kid so they keep stuck back and the result is that both of us - big me and little me - hurt whenever they start coming forth.

Something I've found that helps a little bit is to focus less on being little and more being a caregiver for your little side. They don't have to come out fully or do much, but doing things for em and having positive encouragement can help them feel less stressed.

A fun side effect of not regressing properly in a while for me though is that my little age has ended up gradually shrinking a lot. Like, from 8 down to 2. It's a funny thing to experience going through.

I finally answered this while I was already mad at the world and myself for a different thing, so this response is probably all venty and dumb, I'm so sorry :(

Nn, its just not fair, it happens fully when it shouldn't (like at school) but then when I'm at home and alone and have people I could talk to to help me it just doesn't happen. And now it feels like there's a permanent part of me that thinks like a little kid all the time, like, I accidentally took a five hour nap when I only wanted it to be one, and now I feel like a little kid on the verge of the tantrum, I have homework to do and I haven't eaten almost anything today but I feel too mad and grumpy to do either of those things.

I wanna take your advice, I really do, but then this part of me that I hate more than anything ends up feeling jealous I guess? Like, just thinking about it I get upset because according to that part of my mind I already have to do so much other stuff like school and now I can't even be little or anything? It's just another responsibility on top of everything and I'm randomly feeling really mad and off and I don't know what this means- I also sometimes end up feeling jealous of other regressors too? And I hate myself so much for it, I wanna help take care of them but sometimes my brain goes "why can't we be little too :<" that doesn't mean anything shut up shut up shut up-

This is what I meant by it feeling like I'm always partially little but also never am little in the first place. I'm literally sitting here getting mad at a situation I can't control and one that I can't go back in time and fix, and now I've just been sitting here all pouty for an hour, accomplishing nothing. God why does part of me just wanna kick my feet and stuff how childish am I-

[mindcontrol-tales]

The Librarian Part 2

"You couldn't read those big hard words and it turned you on so much you just had to play with yourself, didn't you, dear?" Judy twisted her nipples, making Lisa let out a moan.

Lisa felt her cheeks get hot. How did Judy know?

"Yes." Lisa's voice was just a whisper.

"Good girl," Judy said. "Played with yourself all night, I'm sure."

Lisa nodded.

"But unable to cum, weren't you?"

Lisa nodded again. The words in the book and Judy playing with her nipples were making it hard to even think. She just felt so much pleasure.

"Do you know why that is?" Judy asked. Lisa shook her head. She didn't know but Judy would. Judy knew everything. Judy was really smart unlike Lisa, who hadn't even been able to read the books meant for her class.

"It's because good girls only cum when they have permission. And you didn't have permission, did you?"

"No..." Somehow Lisa felt compelled to speak this time.

"Good girl." Judy's hands moved down to her pants, opening the button.

For a brief moment, Lisa gained back some of her thinking capacities.

"What if someone sees?" she asked.

Judy laughed. "Oh silly girl, the library is closed today. But I guess you couldn't read the sign when you came in."

Lisa thought back, yes there had been a sign but she had not really paid attention to it, didn't even remember what it said.

"I've been waiting for this for months. We are all alone my sweet bimbo." Judy pushed down her pants, before doing the same with her panties. On autopilot Lisa stepped out of them, all the while never losing sight of the words in the book.

"Bimbo..." Lisa found herself repeating. She was no bimbo, was she?

"Yes, yes you are." One of Judy's hands played with her nipples again, while the other one found her pussy.

"So wet for me, aren't you?"

Lisa nodded. Of course, she was wet for Judy. Judy was a very attractive woman, Lisa had noticed that the first time she had come here. And last night when she had been masturbating all she had been thinking about was Judy. Even though Lisa wasn't really into girls, at least that was what she had always thought. But thinking was hard now.

"Good girl." Judy started circling her clit. Lisa moaned. It felt so much better than when she had done it herself.

"You are properly wondering what happened to you," Judy said. "Or at least the tiny part of your brain that is still capable of thinking at all."

Yes, Lisa realized, there was part of her that was wondering. That part had gotten smaller and smaller the longer she had been standing here.

"The words in the book are rewriting your mind for me."

Was that why they were so strange to look at? And why she felt compelled to keep looking at them even though she knew she shouldn't?

"I had to make sure you were susceptible first of course. For months I have been dropping subtle suggestions to you, that you followed like a good girl. Then it was finally time to step things up. That's why I gave you all those books full of hypnosis and mind control stories. And you read them all in no time, didn't you?"

"Yes." Judy rubbed her clit harder now, bringing her to the edge already.

"That's when I knew you would be ready. And as soon as you started reading, the words started to rewrite your mind. Made you horny, didn't it?"

Lisa only moaned, remembering how horny she had been last night.

"And while you were masturbating you programmed your mind further without even knowing it. Because your conscious mind couldn't read the words or make sense of them you didn't realize what they were doing to your subconscious mind, who understood every word."

Judy had manipulated her, Lisa finally realized. Targetted her.

"Why?" Lisa was surprised she was able to ask.

"When I first saw you, I knew I must have you. I wanted to have my very own dumb bimbo to be my slave and you were just perfect."

No, Lisa couldn't be Judy's slave, could she? That wasn't right. Yet it made her so very horny.

"I've been working on the hypnotic letters for so long and finally found someone to really use them on. And you do want to be my dumb little bimbo slave, don't you Lisa?"

No, she didn't. Lisa wasn't dumb, she was going to university and was going to get her degree. She couldn't be anyone's slave.

"Yes Mistress," she found herself saying.

"Good girl," Judy said pushing two fingers in Lisa's pussy. "Cum for me. Cum for me my bimbo slave."

And Lisa did. With a loud moan, she had an earth-shattering orgasm that made her knees so weak she would have fallen over if it hadn't been for her mistress holding her.

"Let's get you in the back room," Judy said, picking Lisa up and carrying her. Lisa was surprised at how strong Judy was.

In the backroom, Judy put her down in an armed chair, fastening her wrists the the armrests before doing the same thing with her ankles.

"What are you doing to me?" Lisa's voice was weak, speaking was so hard.

"Programming you," Judy said putting a VR headset on Lisa's head.

"You will look at all the pretty pictures while listening to my voice and in a couple of hours all those pesky thoughts of wanting to be smart and going to university will be gone."

Judy put headphones on Lisa's head as well. Lisa knew she should resist but it was so much easier to just go along with it. Her pussy wanted her to and why shouldn't she listen to it? She had ignored it all her life. It was time to pay some attention to it, wasn't it?

"And when you are done, I will help you drop out of university and we will move all your things to my place."

"I will live with you?" Lisa asked.

"Of course you will my sweet slave," Judy said patting her head. Even though Lisa knew it shouldn't, it made her happy.

Judy turned on the machine and Lisa found herself dropping into a deep trance in no time.

When Lisa woke up again, she felt utterly relaxed as if she had gotten the best sleep of her life. The first thing she saw was Judy's face. Her mistress was smiling at her.

"How do you feel?"

"I feel great."

"Good girl. Are you ready to drop out of university and become my dumb bimbo slave?"

Of course she was. That had been her dream. The whole reason she even went to university in the first place was to find someone who would see what a dumb girl she really was and take care of her. So she wouldn't have to think anymore. Thinking was so hard and so very boring.

"Yes, Mistress."

Judy bent down and kissed her. And Lisa was in heaven.

[wack-ashimself]

'Code 46', or as I call it...

"Psychic in the dystopian fascist multicultural future investigates fake passport making, finds the criminal, falls in love with her, frames an innocent man for her crimes, knocks up the criminal 19 years his senior in a one night stand, comes back when his frame job doesn't work, finds out the criminal (cuz she did get some people killed even unintentionally) had a forced abortion AND mind wipe with a virus because they broke code 46 (sharing 50% DNA! She somehow was a clone of his mom...?), then he ditches his completely innocent wife and kid to run off to a shady city with his new love after he breaks her out...the end."

No, not really. The ONLY redeeming part of this shit show was the ending. Everything up to the ending was fucking dumb.

<or the new title: 'Millennium minder reading mother fucker, literally." lmfao>

I'll get to the ending, but this movie was uneasy in a 'who the fuck needed to tell this story?' Like, a dad, happily married (never shows ANY signs otherwise), falls in love with someone, who could be his kid based on age, for a one night stand whom he is attracted to because they share 1/2 the same DNA, because she's a 100% clone of his mom, BUT because she...went thru some shit (they basically say that) she's only 1/2 his mom? WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP BRAIN NEEDS THIS STORY TO BE TOLD?

You don't understand. I found this by looking for unknown trippy movies. And tho poor ratings, tons of people said this was an 'unknown classic' and a 'great love story.' Tho haters on it said the leads had no chemistry. I would say that they didn't have chemistry AND it's a FUCKED UP LOVE STORY. Like, who gives it all up for a one night stand when he isn't unhappy? Just spur of the moment cheating? I dunno. "They're naturally attracted." HE WAS BORN OF ANOTHER VERSION OF HER VAGINA!

So since I am bitching, I'll say the good parts. Great background and side actors. Set pieces, theme, and shots were perfect. They created a world you genuinely felt surrounded by. There wasn't anything that felt off, ya know? And they had this melting pot of the world. Not just culture, but language. They interwove, smoothly, between so many languages. <And with no captioning because the captions were like 2 minutes further than the movie (never saw anything like it), I had to guess what they were saying, but posture, tone, and facial features actually made me feel like I was learning a few new key phrases in other languages.> And it was consistent with that. Everyone would say the same hellos, goodbyes, and greetings. It was back and forth between one language and another, and not in an unnatural (for the audience) way.

Now back to why it's shit. lol

At the beginning they say 'if you are 25, 50, or 75% DNA match, it is a crime.' So....if we were 77% related, it'd be ok? Why didn't you just say 25% and above? Like, it makes more fucking sense.

They set up this beautiful world (i mean, terrible, but it looked realistic), but never explained a fucking thing. Ever. Why is there worldwide accept fascism? Why clones; I mean, if you monitor who fucks, why are you still cloning? Shouldn't you also be monitoring the cloning more, based on this EXACT situation? How do you control these viruses <it's how he can read minds>? You get extremely limited travel passes; they expire, you're stuck? FOREVER? Like, what? "I'm going for milk honey." Be back in 30 or you're stuck on that side of town for at least a couple weeks...

And they just shrug off how both of the leads are TERRIBLE fucking people. Actually, more the psychic cop than the criminal. The criminal did the passports to help people get to their dreams. People died cuz they didn't prepare for where they were going. Not really her fault. The guy? Cheats, twice. Frames an innocent guy. Lies to everyone. And looks like he EASILY would abandon his kid. For absolutely no god damn reason. His motivations were ALL over the place. Like someone rolling the dice and doing whatever it says. He was inconsistent and selfish. Love story my ass.

So, finally, to my probably 3 people over 5 years that like this, here's the fucking ending that made this shit show decent (cuz I like being surprised, and I was.)

I didn't mention, the female criminal was narrating the whole movie. Never understood exactly how/why. Remember that...

They run. Skeezy hotel. She asks about his family, he tells her, and again shows no fucking remorse like the bitch he is. They try to make love but, WAIT! In addition to wiping her memory, the virus they put in her made her subconsciously NEVER want to have sex with the man who impregnated her again. She fights and squirms like...she's being raped. So....BDSM comes in. I'm fucking serious. Her line? "Make me want to make love to you." UGH. So he ties her up, she screams the whole time, till slowly she just repeats 'I love you.' YOU JUST REMEMBERED HIM! WTF. And you barely knew him before also. Oh and they showed her vagina. Guess I don't look for movies like that, but I swear, I didn't think you could do that rated R. <I thought it was boobs only...but wait, boogie nights showed his dick, right?>

<Anyways, after that, THIS is where I started to like it. And it was funny cuz I saw this moment in the trailer, KNEW it was said, but....didn't put 2 and 2 together.>

Morning. She wakes up like a robot. Marches downstairs. Calls the cops on herself and the man for a code 46 violation, and walks back up to bed and falls asleep. The guy is watching the whole time in shock. Turn out, the virus she was given also forces her to do that after a code 46 (also, WHY not immediately? Why wait till morning?) WHAT!? OMFG! She narc'd on herself! WHAT! Guy spends the rest of his money on a car, and they flee. With the cops hot in tow (in a helicopter, in a desert: they don't have a chance.) They flip the car (tho it was avoidable if they just slowed down for 2 seconds), crash, and are caught.

BUT THAT'S NOT ALL!

Guy is waking up from the accident, criminal narrates that because of his virus to mind read, they think he went haywire. So with other viruses they delete the mind reader virus, delete memories of the girl, and made it look like he solved the case and simply got into a car crash. The WEIRD part of this all? His wife knows EVERYTHING (or at least MOST of it), and just makes out with him and fucks him later at home (which, by the way he touches her, subconsciously, he is still thinking of the criminal). He...he left you and your son.....you're that desperate to get back to what you had? How could you? Cuz, IMO, logically they would let the wife know the basics of the situation if only to make sure those two 'lovebirds' don't ever meet up again. So his wife will forever know what he did; he won't. That's fucked up.

And FINALLY...criminal was banished outside the walls again, but LEFT with her memories (since she can't get into the city). And she was narrating the whole movie cuz the memories of him were the only thing that kept her going...(they, ya know, less than a week they knew each other.)

So that's it.

Worth it, barely, cuz of the special effects, sets, and ending. The rest, including most of Tim Robbins's acting, was kinda like 'well, they got the job done. Not good, but done.'

'Code 46': 5.9/10. <I give these reviews & numbers so you can judge if you wanna watch it>

ps-best part? Hm...can't say fav scene, but most memorable was them, singing terribly, while she's taking a piss. Like...you can't say you see that in every movie. lol Piss singing.

side note: I just think with this universe alone, the fascism, multicultures, and especially those viruses, you could write a whole other fucking movie! I just felt like they ruined their own world with a boring story. Oh, and it's called code 46 cuz of chromosomes. They don't say that in the movie, but I found out while looking into it. Kinda smart.

[ssunspoiled]

🥴😳 fucked up kinks only

Send 🥴 to learn a way to get my muse aroused FUCKED UP KINKS ONLY ROUND

(There's still a part of them that very much fetishizes the idea of being retraumatized with their captivity. After a decade or so of navigating that it's kept pretty leashed and expressed very carefully, but it's there and it's alive, and things do prod at it.

There's something there about having potential but needing to be picked and plucked apart and worked on both mentally and physically, without heed to the idea of coming back from it or even surviving. Degradation, depersonalization, forced intoxication. Being so important that they NEED to be used, but not so important that they can't be damaged, altered, everything not able to be made useful to a singular goal discarded.

Being filed down to dumb impulses and desperation (even just for survival) so strong that wires get crossed. There's always going to be something that condescending praise digs its claws into, even as simple as a hand on their head or under their jaw. There will always be phrases and concepts that itch in ways they shouldn't. The right (or wrong?) kinds of threats and disparagement can be VERY DIFFICULT for them to be normal about, it's actually kind of pathetic. They'll squirm under even the most platonically malicious 'good dog' kind of comment. Logically they're driven towards working with (or working on) others to solve goals, but their id thrives HARD in conflict and adrenaline, and old reward pathways can spark things completely inappropriate to their situation. They are SO normal about violence (so normal). It isn't hard for posts about the more extreme submissive snuff fantasies or 'manipulate me while getting off to my trauma' type shit to get at them. (Worth a note here, it's not all a victim fantasy, but if the scenario flips it probably comes with a hefty dose of consent crisis) They don't know quite what to do with any of this, so little pieces get pulled out and smoothed down into things that are actually reasonable to indulge in. It's a way of defanging urges and taking control of something they can't kill.)

Send 😳 For something my muse does when they are aroused

(When they've been worked up into a passion, nothing is close enough. It's not a coincidence that Tolya's relationships with both of their partners involve consumption or getting into or allowing a partner into parts of the body where that isn't usually possible. It's also not a coincidence that their violence of choice towards Orion recently was to essentially come as close as possible to hollowing him out and filling his flesh with themself. Chemical seeking brain says 'deeper', and they are going deeper. Something they'd find SUCH an intimate logical extreme to this would be to leave a piece of themself permanently lodged inside of their objects of obsession, but they're being so good about it.)

[poitcast]

Here's some canonical evidence as to why Pinky and The Brain deserve to rule the world.

In A Pinky and The Brain Christmas and Brain's Night Off, Brain is a vocal supporter of worker's rights. "Is that the way you treat your valued employees? No wonder you can't find good service anymore, if every time a clerk tries to help a customer she gets yelled at! [Turns to the toy store employees] You people shouldn't have to put up with this. You ought to organize! Form a union! Stand up to your boss!" (Brain's Night Off)

Branching off from that, the whole point of Brain's Night Off is that Brain decides to spend an evening not trying to take over the world and ends up standing up to several injustices when he and Pinky were supposed to have fun. But unbeknownst to Brain, the people admire him for standing up for what's right and they rally behind him being their leader.

Brain has stated in multiple episodes and in Wakko's Wish that he wants to rule the world because he wants to make the world a better place for the little guy. In Megalomaniacs Anonymous, Brain tries to give up world domination for his own sake, but after he sees Pinky get assaulted by some jerks, he declares "If I ruled the world, people wouldn't step all over the little guy!"

In A Pinky and The Brain Christmas, Pinky states in his letter to Santa that Brain "only wants what's best for the world". Moments later, Brain does have control over the world for a moment, but he commands the hypnotic masses to have a Merry Christmas and spreads joy to the world.

In The Pink Candidate, Pinky is elected president and he manages to be a surprisingly competent leader. He loves completing his tasks, which include stopping wars. When Brain tries to use Pinky's position to enact his world domination plan, Pinky refuses to do so because it would go against everything he came to stand for (since Brain taught him the principles of democracy during the campaign). When Brain's past plans are exposed, Pinky takes full accountability for everything that goes on in his administration and admits to the Senate that it was his fault, and Ted Kennedy praises Pinky's courage and honesty (before he impeaches him from office).

In the Freakazoid episode, Freakazoid is History, Freakazoid ends up changing the course of history and finds that the world has become a better place. At the end of the episode, it's revealed that The Brain is the president.

In It's Only a Paper World, the mice build a 1:1 replica of Earth out of papier-mache, complete with biodiversity and architecture, and lure everyone to Chia Earth with free T-shirts, resulting in everyone becoming much happier. The mice also inadvertently save the global populace when a meteor hits the actual Earth.

In The Brainwashed Trilogy, the mice save the world from a nefarious scheme that dumbed down humanity.

Overall, Brain has an ego, but he truly does want to improve the world and Pinky is a kind and honest mouse and together they'd probably bring about world peace.

Are Pinky and the Brain still trying to take over the world? Because at this point, I'm willing to hear the Brain's platform.

[toomuchgas10]

why bother you're not going to listen.

maybe i prefer to be around friends that are little (preferably a lot) less elfish and centered so i can see better.

cheap? no. banking on what they did thats cheap.

Me forgetting trying to get a feel for the current is honest and it shouldn't control my fate.

now you over isolated me. what the hell did you think was gonna happen? and you think its funny.

no people are gonna be what they gonna be your right and i can handle that. but i need closer people that i can trust dont force me to rely on ........all of that. which is nothing at all.

oh you want to have!?

YEAH SO DO i!!!

This is work.

I cannot focus o the simpliest of things because you spent my entire lifetime opver stimulating my brain like a stupid clockwork orange bs. my frrontal lobe peeled and held back. over drtugged and over distracted. slithering my tongue on liminal space only you assholes can barely see. "its not normal hes not suppose to know these things" well....did. can.

don't klet my life go to waste. i breathed life into so many things and you can barely glow....painfully.

I think you can and it think that you choosing you cant is dumb.

dont call me autistic because...you aint any different. talking to all of you. you afraid to see there paradox in yourselves to loop back and glitch and crash. so you exponentially distract yourselves. keeping me held down. you fucking pussys. the last 70 years was a lie.

im done ranting because i found out i can just go on and and on and on and on and doesnt fucking matter.

there is an honest and decent way to do things with alittle bit of human in it and its bs that you wont let me.

i really wanted to finish school. i think its too late for that. you should have let me finish 10 years ago you didnt instead you wasted my toime with that bs.

i missed the window for student debt relief. god i hate you.

no you HAVE to take 4 classes at a time or nothing.

if my brain was stimulated and networked enough instead of this negative pressure poison maybe everything would have turned out alright. but YOU wanted this. YOU.

dont act like you want to spoil me and do right by me when you cant even do the simplest of things. youre doing it on purpose. and i think its dumb. hell you even give austin more favor than i and i dont get it. if i can go back i would just continued to be a loner. or maybe you would have always done something like that.

I do not HAVE to be like everybody else. and I would have been value ally. and i would have been fuin too. so yeah its you not me.

[sensitive-scorpio]

STFU

Close it

dont say a word

close your fucking mouth

actually

shut the fuck up

I cant hear

I pledged my life to you so now get me a fucking beer

shut the fuck

I say so free

you're emotional

your erractic

all of these emotions make you invalid

you lost your family

toughen up

why do you still cry

why do you still hurt

why are you swimming in pain

toughen up

shut the fuck up

its always about you

you cant hear me I can't hear you so

shut the fuck up

I'm not playing a game

I dont want gentle

I don't understand gentle

hit me so I have an excuse to hurt you

shut the fuck up

I had a bad day theres no one to take it out on and you're in my way

shut the fuck up a conversation makes me mad

you're smarter than me I know so anything you tell me I get angry

SHUT THE FUCK UP

I can't take it anymore

I'm angry

I hate and guess what its because of you

you're just my punching bag so

Shut the fuck up

anything you say is a critique

I'm mean so what

I'm not responsible for your feelings

I'm mean I scream and you cry

I'm irritated, dry you're fucking eyes

I don't care, I'll hurt you

I tell you you hate yourself because I can't see me

so shut the fuck up

let me waste away on a screen

I need my mind numb so I dont think of a beer

so SHUT THE FUCK UP

I have insecurities

I see myself when you speak

I cant take it too deep

I dont understand when you hurt

I cry when people claim their lives but when you cry for help

find someone else

because I need you to shut the fuck up

I vow my life to you

I cry as you walk down the aisle

I feel all the love but I can't let it stay

if you dont feed the beast the nice goes away

feed my ego bitch

feed it

vowing to never say the word

walking in my fathers footsteps

bitch

bitch

uh i dont know how much you hate that word

I see the screen, you dont know anything, not more than me

if you do you can

stfu stfu stfu stfu

I can't hold myself to how I am

you bring the worst out of me but I'm addicted

I come back for more and the toxic turns me on

I'll never tell a soul but it makes me feel bold

I'm dumb Im stupid I dont have a brain

I beat myself up and send you all the blame

I scream I yell

who made you sad baby not me

you do everything to yourself

my baby I hold so dear

my baby I cry when shes near

I feel so much love then it fades

no longer caring if I hurt you

you are in control of how you feel

be fucking strong

be fucking soft

youre too sad

youre too weak

you should get it together

you shouldn't be so tough

I can't make up my mind so I'll blame it on you

I cant comprehend

my ego closes my brain

it all gets too loud

so

SHUT

THE

FUCK

UP