#<- yeah because you know...get your swag on

[hearts4johnwick]

SUMMARY. 𝜗𝜚 thanos saves your life after pulling you into a room after the number called out was 2 during mingle, now he thinks you owe him something.

CW. 𝜗𝜚 blood, age gap, reader has something with gyeong-seok if you squint, thanos being annoying asl

A/N. 𝜗𝜚 pls!pls!pls! request some squid game characters, sn1 or 2, I’ll write them cause im obsessed! <3

you finish rinsing the dried blood off of your face and pat it dry with some paper displayed on the wall you sigh as you look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair. once you're done, you head out.

"y/n!" you hear a faint voice call your name, you turn to the direction of where it's coming from, and a smile forms on your face at the sight of player 246, whose name you learned was park gyeong-seok. "i didn't see you in the last round, i was scared you didn't make it, but i see you're here!" you shake your head.

"i was scared you didn't make it too, thank god you're here. who did you get in a room with?" you ask as you cross your arms.

"hyun-ju! and you?" he says and you smile at the sound of your friend hyun-ju's name. she has a big heart, and you admire that of her because these games have been bringing the worst out of people. you exhale deeply when gyeong-seok asks you who you got in a room with.

"thanos... you know, that idiot with purple hair?" you roll your eyes and he lets out a small laugh at the nickname.

"yeah, he pushed his friend out of the way just so he could grab my hand and pull me into the room-i mean, who does that? you don't even know me." you scoff.

"i'm afraid nobody knows each other here, y/n." gyeong-seok says.

"well, yeah... but-for example, you and i have gotten to know each other; i haven't even let out a peep to him." you uncross your arms so you could shrug.

"true. but hey, he saved your life, you're here with us and that's all that matters." you smile softly and nod.

your eyes focus behind gyeong-seok and see thanos making his strut which he thinks is full of swag, but in reality, it looks like his whole side isn't functioning properly on his way to you. you let out a breath and curse.

"señorita." he calls you the nickname he's called about every single girl in the games and you roll your eyes. "is this guy bothering you?" he stands in front of gyeong-seok and nam-gyung starts massaging his shoulders roughly.

"not at all." you look back at him, and nam-gyung is teasing him. "can you let him go? i was having a nice conversation with him." you step closer to gyeong-seok but thanos keeps following your steps, blocking your path to him. "look if someone is bothering me right now, it's you, so can you just get the fuck out of the way?"

he lets out a soft 'ooh' under his breath, for some reason, this makes you react in a way you enjoyed, but you can't let him know that. "you think cursing and getting feisty is going to make me mad?" your eyes connect, you notice his pupils dilate more than they already were-your eyebrows are scrunched as you study every inch of his perfect face. he leans closer to you and whispers "i like that." you let out an oh-so-soft gasp, and fight back a smile. you look away and look back at him, the glance to his lips and back to his eyes made you snap back to reality.

"you're weird." you push his shoulder to walk away, but he grabs you by your arm and pulls you back him. this catches you off guard, and it turns you on makes you mad. you look between his tattooed hand gripping your arm to his eyes. nam-gyu laughs and leaves with gyeong-seok around his arm, your eyes stay on him, and thanos' finger comes below your chin, making your face turn in his direction.

"how do you even know that, baby, you don't even know me?" you laugh in his face and he raises an eyebrow.

"i know enough." you turn your heels, but he pulls you back again, this time more gently. your faces are so close, yet so far, just a tiptoe, and the gap between you will close, you don't know if you were desperate or something, but damn. this man made you so mad it made you feel good.

"like what?" he questions, his eyes searching for the answer in yours, but when you look away, he chuckles. "did you know that before coming here, before a man in a suit came and gave me a card that'll take me to these games, i was going to take my life?" this catches your attention, and your doe eyes were back on his. you felt some empathy on his part-yeah, he was being a jerk these past few days, but you can never forget the love you had for him once. "then, came the man in the suit... a second chance in life." he softens the grip on your arm until he eventually lets go. "did you know that?" he asks you, and you shake your head. "yeah, i bet you didn't."

you look down, avoiding eye contact in pure embarrassment. "i'm sorry." his thumb and finger find their way to your chin and they pull your head up, his eyes finding yours once again.

"never judge a book by its cover, ay?" you smile. "how did a pretty girl like you end up in this shit-hole anyway? you look like a millionaire model." you will admit that his compliment made you heat up a bit, your wide smile gave it away, and he smiled back.

"did you say that to every girl here?" you raise an eyebrow and he puts his hands up in defense.

"i thought you didn't want to know about me?" his eyebrows furrow and you shake your head, raising a finger.

"i never said that, i said i know enough-and i do, by the way." you feel embarrassed about what you're about to say, but who cares? y.o.l.o, right? "i went to almost all of your shows." his eyebrows furrow and you click your tongue.

"yep...i was madly in love with you." an awkward moment of silence falls upon you two, and you feel the need to correct yourself "b-back when i was 13..." you sigh and close your eyes.

"what happened? why’d you stop?" he asks and you shrug, you don't know why you stopped liking him, but you just did, and now seeing him right in front of you, you don't know if you fell in love with him again, or wish to never see his face.

"i haven't listened to one of your songs since i graduated." you mention and he hums.

"how old are you now?" thanos questions and you chuckle.

"21." you answer truthfully.

"25." he says his age and you hum with a nod. "wow, so you've been listening to me since i was 17..." you nod. the two of you stand in silence once again, staring into each other's eyes— somehow, it's not awkward at all, it's like your eyes are having a conversation of their own. you break the silence when thanos steps closer.

"i don't think i told you but thank you for saving me back there." he dismisses you with a soft mumble, he stands right in front of you, towering over you.

"now that you mention it... don't you think i deserve a little something?" he cocks his eyebrows and you laugh mockingly. "I 'm not laughing. i'm serious." you notice his expression and it makes you laugh even more, he did look dead serious, and you found if hot hilarious.

"look, the only thing you're getting from me is a slap. do you want it? i'm ready!" your laughter slowly dies down into giggles, this makes thanos heart flutter in ways that he thought weren't even possible. your true personality is the only thing that is giving him high spirits in this setting, everything about you is better than anything that cross around his neck contained.

"a kiss, a slap... anything is good if it's coming from you." he shrugs and your mouth opens, your eyebrows raised.

"you're funny." you say dryly and he exclaims.

"that's what happens when you try to get to know someone." the corner of your lip lifts and you nod. "whether you like it or not, i'm going to keep protecting you until it finally convinces you to get to know me and prove l'm not a terrible person."

you snicker and lick your lips. "what about friends?" you ask and he laughs.

"them or a beautiful girl? please, they're grown, they can save themselves." he rolls his eyes, places his arm above your head, grabbing the column of the bed behind you, he puts his other hand on the side railings, trapping you between his arms. "what do you say, beautiful?" your eyebrows are knitted, you want to push him away, but his weakening charm is convincing you. you want to roll your eyes at him and smack him off of you, but that's not going to stop him from getting you, your eye roll will make him horny weak, which will make him want you more.

"fine." he smiles and looks down, trying to control his emotion. "but, when we get out of here, you have to take me out to dinner, got it?" he looks up at you, with a certain look that made butterflies flutter all over your stomach.

"already paid for." you suck on your bottom lip and he smiles. the palm of his hand grabs your face softly and he caresses it. he places a soft kiss on your cheek, and your heart skips a beat, the combination of his soft lips on your warm skin was a feeling you could get used to. "I’ll see you around." his finger brushes your cheek before he lets go and walks away.

you stay in the same place you were, staring at him as he walks further away from you. god, this man is such an idiot, how was it possible he made you feel this way? made you feel better than any of the boyfriends you've had in the past. is it because he's older? is it because of his confidence? you didn't know, but you liked it, a lot more than you think you should.

if these games aren't the death of you, he is.

[daosies]

everything, really, comes back to you

this piece is part of the spring & swag event!!

You're always going on long missions, wondering how Rafayel deals with your absence back at home.

rafayel ♡ gn!reader

warnings: established relationship, reader is the protagonist but gender neutral, allusions to rafayel's myth lore

notes: rafayel my glorious boyfailure

You’ve always wondered how Rafayel would deal with your absence.

Here’s how: he doesn’t.

“You’re leaving me?” Rafayel asks, blocking the door. “Me? Your beautiful boyfriend? Your cutie patootie? You’re leaving me? Again? Alone!? What if you never see this face again, what if—”

“Rafayel,” you interrupt, “I’m coming back in a week.” 

“A week!” Rafayel gasps. “A week?! A whole, entire week?! Do you know just how long that is? That’s seven whole days, days! Fine, I get it! You just don’t care, huh? Once I return, maybe this place will be different, maybe my studio will have been lost to the sands of time, maybe I’ll just be a rotting corpse and—”

“Rafayel,” you interrupt, again. “You’ll survive. I’ll bring back souvenirs.” 

“Yeah, right.” Rafayel crosses his arms, scoffing indignantly, his figure never once straying from his position in front of the door. “I’ll survive. Hah! How do you know that, hm? Just you watch—you’ll come back and I’ll be surrounded by fruit flies and you’ll fall to your knees in agony! Agony, I say!” 

“It’s my job!” you exclaim. “It’s not like I’m vacationing off to the beach without you. This is for a mission.” 

Rafayel wags his index finger in front of you tauntingly. “What about your job as my bodyguard? Hm? Hm? Did you think about that?”

“Nope,” you reply, quicker than you can even think, “not at all.” 

Rafayel collapses to the floor. You step over his body. 

“See you soon, Raf!” 

The door closes behind him, and Rafayel is still where you left him. On the floor. His bottom lip is jutted out into a pronounced frown, his brows furrowed as the silence devours him. 

Frankly, he thought you’d come back and fall to your knees, smothering his face with kisses before telling him that it was all just some sick social experiment. Then, Rafayel would push you away and let you know that he’s not such an easy fish; but he is, because after pushing you away he would come back and ask for more kisses. So it goes.

But it’s not a sick social experiment. After ten minutes of marinating on the floor, Rafayel stands up, dusting the fabric of his pants before staring at the closed door, offended. You’re not there.

He should be used to this by now.

Because when it comes to you—because, really, everything returns to you—Rafayel feels something stir, a little glow, a little pulse, previously dormant and satiated, now awakened and primal. When it comes to you, Rafayel becomes unlike himself, or maybe—no, that’s not right; when it comes to you, Rafayel becomes himself. Wholly.

He becomes cruel. Cruel, like all lovers are. Because only lovers would forfeit the sea, because only lovers would forsake the world, because only lovers would fathom a life in a desert when all they have ever known was water. 

He’s cruel, sure, but Rafayel thinks that you’re even more so.

Still, he’s used to it.

Rafayel has learned how to adapt to your reliable brutality; his coping mechanism takes the form of checking your location twenty-four seven, of spamming your phone with unmistakable messages of his pervading existence, just in case you ever forgot what’s waiting for you (a fine fish!) back home. 

And sometimes, maybe sometimes—Rafayel’s phone rings, he picks up—he has other methods of coping. 

“The information has been sent over,” the voice on the other end states. Rafayel clicks his tongue, not even bothering to respond before ending the call. 

“To think they’d call me just to say that,” Rafayel mutters, running a hand through his hair, exasperated.

After finding a comfortable seat, Rafayel exhales a hefty sigh, swirling a glass of water in between his fingertips as if it were fine wine, one leg crossed over the other. Searching through his inbox, Rafayel clicks on a file, opening it to reveal a report. 

Wordlessly, he scrolls. After a couple minutes of reading and rereading, Rafayel’s stupor is interrupted by another ring, purple-pink eyes snapping in the direction of his screen, his fingers reaching from the screen of his tablet to his phone. Your name flashes across the screen, unaware of the way it’s been repeated a thousand times over on the report he’s been reading.

Because, really, everything returns to you.

“Hello?” Rafayel drawls. “Who’s this, again?” 

You huff, oblivious to the way Rafayel grins a cheesy grin. 

“I’m just kidding, cutie. Where are you right now?” Rafayel asks, despite already knowing the answer.

“I’m at a seaside cafe!” you exclaim. “Tara was supposed to meet up with me a couple minutes ago,”—A couple minutes? Rafayel thinks, Sounds like you’ve been there for twenty minutes alone.—“but she’s running a little late. I think it’s been around fifteen minutes?”

Rafayel hums. “Well, I think it’s been a little longer, cutie.” 

Laughing, you reply, “Yeah? How do you know that, Raf?”

It’s so obvious, Rafayel thinks, because it’s in the tone of your words, the heavy exhaustion which lingers at the end of your sentences, the pauses you take before responding to him when usually, you wouldn’t hesitate at all. But Rafayel is used to waiting; if you won’t tell him now, then he’ll wait for you to tell him what he already knows: Tara is unbelievably late! You’re tired! You want to go home and rest! 

Ugh—Rafayel knows that, if he were there, you wouldn’t have to lie. He’ll wait for the day where you do tell him, where you call him and ask him to pick you up and elope romantically into the sunset together (of course, not without him complaining and giving you a run for your money because he’s in such high demand, really). He’ll wait. He’s done that a lot.

“Just a hunch.” 

A pause.

“Cutie, can you just ditch the cafe and come home?” he asks, pathetically. Just because he’s waited a plethora of times before doesn’t mean that he’s good at it. 

“Raf, what are you even talking about? I’m like four hours away from you. By plane.” 

Comically, Rafayel clenches his fist, lowering it to his side as he mulls over all of the wrongings in his life: you leaving him, you stepping over his fallen body, you rejecting his desperate plea, you—

“Oh, Tara!” you suddenly say, your voice drifting further from the phone (he’s adding that to the list of all the times you’ve wronged him: you interrupted him for Tara, who made you wait. Rafayel is used to waiting—he thinks you should never have to). 

Instinctively, Rafayel latches on—like a remora, trailing after your existence, finding sustenance and satiation from the mere fibers of your skin—bringing the phone closer to his ear, as if the proximity will compensate for the silence, as if it’ll be enough for you to become tangible. And yet, you remain as you are: unaware.

It comes naturally to him, picking out your voice amongst a myriad of others, fixating on the timbre, the tone, the mirth. It comes naturally to him: waiting.

His ear presses against his phone like a seashell, projecting back to him nothing but the sound of his own blood as it courses throughout his veins, searching for you. You say something. Your voice resonates, throughout the seashell, throughout his blood, throughout the ocean, throughout the world! You—you! 

Because, really, everything comes back to you.

“Sorry, Raf! I’ll call you back soon. I’ll let you know how it goes!”

“Hah! So that’s what I am to you, huh?! Just a little side piece? A little leech that you have to update later?!”

You ignore him. “Love you!” 

He responds quicker than he can think, his tone begrudging despite the giddiness which stretches across his face, “Love you, too. I guess.”

You end the call. Staring at the blank screen, Rafayel furrows his brows, mumbling, “Clearly not enough.”

You’ve always wondered how Rafayel would deal with your absence. 

The truth is: he doesn’t. 

Still, he’ll wait. Only for you. 

(Because, after all, everything comes back to you.)

[fungalittlefreak]

Hi hi!

May I request some nsfw headcanons for our green bean, Lloyd please?

🥺

👉👈

mmm lloyd general headcanons, eh ? okay swag

as usual, minors: do not interact !!

Lloyd Garmadon NSFW Headcanons

so he's inexperienced, we know that much

and he tries so badly to be good enough for you when you actually get him to bed

see, your first time together, you're going to have to be the one to lead him. he has no clue what he's doing– actually, some clue, but it's the bare minimum (he knows where your clit is/tries to find your prostate/prepares his hole)

he's. actually really flexible. super switch material once he gets used to having sex with you

suck his cock, he'll whimper, pant, and buck into your mouth

let him eat you out, he'll be a little nervous the first time. so praise him like the good boy he is and he'll be extra excited to make you finish on his tongue

pull his hair a little, he likes it

his favourite position is cowgirl/cowboy when he's topping because he really likes watching the way you move, it kind of seduces him further

he likes doggy when he bottoms because he's a little embarrassed

but he looks extra cute hiding his face behind his arm when he looks back at you, all flushed, moaning quietly into the pillow he's hugging

but the times he's feeling dominant, he's usually a service top

he plays any role you want, whether sweet and charming or downright awful to you– you guys have a safeword

he would never lay a violent hand on you. lloyd is way too strong for that and he's afraid he'll accidentally go too far

lloyd has so much stress and pent up frustration that you trust him to take it out on you to decompress, being a tad rough and biting you, marking your skin a lot

he feels bad after because... his dragon-oni fangs actually break your skin and you bleed a little

there's an inkling of a possessive side to him, though. could be dragon instinct. the hickeys he gives you are assurance for him

you also think he has a really nice voice when the two of you have sex

you know how zane pointed out his voice got lower a while back ? yeah it's as smooth as butter when he talks about wanting to cum inside you under his breath

or when you're fucking/pegging him his pitch rises just a bit. he's a little noisy

that's totally not a sneak peek into the voice kink headcanons nope absolutely not

on a scale from one to a hundred, lloyd's libido is at a healthy seventy-seven

he's super touchy, he likes to touch you all the time. this man is touch starved and as soon as you give him that he gets a little feral at first until he calms down after a while

sex with him is as frequent as once or twice a week, very hard to tell him no when he's a cuddle bucket

i thimk... we're good ! yah headcanons are much easier for me to write because the bullet point structure is much more ramble-y than a fic, these are just ideas i have

i would go through the requests much faster if i did all the headcanons first but *eyes light up red as i look up* i don't want to

thank you for reading chat platonic kisses blown to all of you mwah mwah

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

Hello my dear! So excited for Kinkfest! Could I please request praise kink & size kink with Mr. Sex-On-Legs himself, Billy Russo? 😍

Thank you so much for requesting, everyone seems to like size kink with this man!

Masterlist

A soft touch

Contains: Protective Billy, violence, oral sex (f receiving) fingering, P in V, fluff.

1.3K words

Billy is very gentle and sweet, at least with you he is.

Billy was so proud, the charity auction you had put on for Curt's group had raked in more than enough to keep the doors open and butts in seats for months to come. To make matters even better, he got to stick to the rich assholes who acted like donating a few bucks on their out of the Anvil office was saving humanity.

He walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulders as he whispered into your ear. "You did good tonight gorgeous."

You craned your head and kissed him, and his fingertips grazed your cheek as he spun around to pull you close. "You wanna get out of here?"

Billy grinned. "Fuck yeah."

He took her hand and led you outside, but before he could open the car a shout stopped you both in your tracks. "Hey, baby why don't you leave the pretty boy and have some fun with me?"

Billy went stiff as a board, placing you behind him so he could stand between you and the yelling man. "Billy, let's just go."

You didn't have time, the man was already swagging over, his drunk gate wobbling as he walked. You wrapped your hand around his upper arm and tried to pull him, but it made no difference. "You should listen to your girl buddy, you wouldn't want to embarrass yourself getting into a fight you can't win."

You tended to forget how tall Billy really was, how imposing his height could be with just a change in his mood because he never gave you a reason to notice it. "Go the fuck home, I won't ask again."

Damn alcohol and its effects because all the man did was laugh and rear his fist back. Billy didn't even need to think to stop it, he just dropped the man with one punch. He watched the man get up and hobble away, ignoring the string of obscenities that came from his mouth. He placed his hand on your lower back as he opened the car door and helped you inside. "Sorry about that gorgeous."

You reached out and grabbed his hand, looking over his bruised knuckles as he smiled down at you. "Are you alright?"

He nodded. "Yep, that guy was nothing."

He pushed your door closed and climbed into the driver's seat, kicking the car over as his hand found your tight. "Let's go home."

****

Billy placed his folded suit jacket over the chair back and cleaned his bruised hand in the sink before walking behind you and unzipping your dress. "Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"

You nodded. "Twice."

He kissed a path from shoulder to shoulder across your upper back, ending up kissing a line from shoulder dome to neck until his lips were at your ear. "Then let me tell you again, you look beautiful."

Your dress fell to the floor, and he walked in front of you, stretching his hand out for you to take so you could step out of the pile. He walked you to the edge of the bed and paused, his eyes moving up and down your body to take in the lacy set of lingerie. "I'm am the luckiest man on the planet."

You unbuttoned his dress shirt as he slid the straps of your bra off your shoulders, licking his lips at the newly revealed skin when it hit the floor. He stilled for a moment, his fingers drifting down your chest until his thumb was circling a nipple with the softness of freshly fallen snow, and then the air caught, and his lips slammed into yours. There was a rush to shed the rest of your clothes, and then you were scurrying up the bed with Billy hovering over you.

He was rock hard, his long, thick cock standing attention as the tip leaked with his arousal. His lips were on yours again, all lust and heat and his massive hands grabbed at whatever flesh he could reach. It was hard to know where to touch, there was just so much of him that it left you spoiled for choice. His back rippled under your hands as you dug your nails into his skin when his lips sealed around a nipple, your head falling back into the pillows as heat filled you.

The other one got the same treatment and soon enough, he was pressing kissing all over your abdomen on his way further down. He lifted your legs over his shoulder and kissed every inch of your thighs that he could reach before looking up at you through his long eyelashes. "Can I?"

"Yes please."

You loved the way he held you when he did this, his forearm thrown over your hips, keeping you still while he licked at you like he wanted to win some prize and the other holding your thigh, his fingers pressing into the skin in indistinct patterns like he was typing out a code. A gasp caught in your throat as the hand on your thigh moved towards your centre, his fingers slipping under his lips as he slid them inside you.

His thumb replaced his mouth, and he looked up at you with a soft smile. "Does that feel good, Sweetheart?"

"Yes." His lips were back on you as he stroked your G-spot with his calloused fingertips as you wove your hands into his hair. Pleasure zipped up your spine with each pass of his tongue and curl of his fingers and you yanked his hair as he moaned against you. "Billy.." He groaned an affirmative, and you held him to you as you came, him riding the wave with you until your hips stilled against the bed.

He pulled away, wiping his face with the back of his hand before kissing a line up your body to your lips. He took your face in his face, resting his forehead against yours and smiled. "You're so good for me." You spread your legs and he settled between them, gripping his cock and rubbing it up and down your slit. "Can I?"

"Yes please." He didn't leave you waiting, sliding home with a grunt as he hiked your legs over his waist with one hand.

He buried his face in your neck as he started to rock his hips, his voice tight with pleasure as he spoke. "My good girl, I love you so much."

He shifted angles to hit your G-spot as he picked up sped, and you tilted your head to the side to give him more room to suck at your neck as he ran one hand downwards, between your bodies to rub your clit. His lips broke away from your flesh so he could gaze into your eyes, his face filled with affection as he watched your expression fill with pleasure. "Can you give me another one?"

You gasped and nodded with each hitch of his lips, and he smiled. "I know you can." Your nails dug into his back as the edge approached and he kissed you again, nibbling your lower lip as he pushed you into a spine snapping orgasm. "Good girl."

He shifted again, putting his weight onto his hands as he chased his high. With one last thrust, he collapsed on top of you, his chest heaving as he kissed you softly. He rolled off you, moving onto his back to take you with him so your head rested on his chest. "Thank you gorgeous girl."

You sighed. "I should be thanking you."

He smirked and pressed his lips to your temple. "No, you have no idea how much I love you."

You turned your head and pressed a kiss to his firm chest. "I do, and I love you too."

He wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your hair. "I'll run you a bath in a bit, I just want to hold you a little longer."

You laid your face on his cheek, and his eye fluttered closed. "I like the sound of that."

Fin

[dunmeshistash]

I've been having a bunch of ideas kinda float around my mind like little screensavers that I didn't feel like putting on paper, but one of these ideas just so happened to hit a corner, and it gave me an idea for what might perhaps be a bit of a silly (and oddly specific) question, but one I was very interested in asking nonetheless. Especially after reading your long post on the Demon's perspective of Laios' backstory. I really hope you don't mind.

While my memory's a tad blurry on how the scene played out in detail, I still find Laios' confrontation with the demon to be one of my favorite scenes. Definitely top 5. It's the one where Laios secretly orders Izutsumi to execute him at the slightest hint of suspicion. That one. I think that scene is among my favorites because it's both a perfect demonstration of Laios' remarkable cleverness hidden underneath all that lack of social skills, but it's also the perfect demonstration of how utterly terrifying the demon is.

At first I was under the assumption that Laios had it all under control, but the Demon's frighteningly gentle with how he twists Laios' very thoughts in a way that frames him as some sort of misanthropist, and the Winged Lion's words seemingly foil whatever plan Laios may have had. It made me think that Laios had failed, and Izutsumi's orders to lob his head off may have been a fail safe because he didn't know if he could successfully thwart the Demon's plans.

However, after finishing the story, extras, etc; I started thinking that perhaps failing was all part of Laios' plan, too. At least partially. Perhaps he realised that the only way to outsmart and ultimately best the Demon, was to let the Demon win. Perhaps he concluded that the only way for him to stand a chance against the Demon was to lose, to be at the Demon's mercy, to have his words utterly twisted; because he couldn't just make the demon "think" he had won. The only way for the Demon, the embodiment of hunger, to think he had won, was for him to actually win.

Maybe he ordered Izutsumi to… how do you put it… "artificially shorten his lifespan" because he knew the Demon would use his love for monsters against him, and would manipulate him into wishing to become the Ultimate Strongest Monster. His recent addendum (that the Ultimate Strongest Monster can eat desires) seems to support this theory, if I remember correctly. However, I can't remember for certain. Maybe his plan was to trap the Demon in his body and kill it that way? I genuinely can't remember.

So, I was wondering if you'd be interested in answering this oddly specific and mildly stupid question: How much of Laios' interaction with the Demon was planned, and how much was him fucking around and finding out? I'd love to know your thoughts on this!

PS: Laios rocks the swag he dons as king. Would happily serve under him. PPS: I hope you have a wonderful rest of your week, Mr. Morbius! Thank you for this awesome blog. You're cool.

Hello!!!!! Yeah!!!!!! The question Kabru himself would rather not know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Same as Kabru I decided not to think too hard about but Kui definitely gave us hints that this could be the case, I don't think Laios "planned" to fail from the start, he strikes me as a very optimistic guy (as you can see with how he first thought the confrontation with Thistle could go and how he STILL tried to talk to him instead of fighting) but I think he did "prepare" somewhat for the worst case scenario, hoping for the best but preparing for the worst?

Like I don't think this part of his plan was a misdirection I think he really hoped it could be this simple? So this was plan A (although he realizes this is too optimistic I think he hopes it will work)

This part tho I'm pretty sure was partly a misdirection for his teammates, since he asks them to help him get his mind back only to tell Izutsumi to kill him at the smallest hint he lost his mind, so I think this was plan B as in "If I become the lord of the dungeon kill me so there's no more dungeon lord" which was the original canary plan

Which again is kinda confirmed by this thought bubble

I think this was plan C

He knew he no longer wished for a country where humans and monsters could coexist (because of what he saw) so I guess he had *some* idea that becoming a monster was his other wish and added that as a fail safe if plan A and B failed? I don't think he could have guessed the Demon would use his body but maybe he thought he could use the nature of the demon against him (granting his desire to become a monster even tho the monster can eat him)

As Marcille and Kabru realize tho, that might all be a coincidence and he really thought plan A or B would work lmao. WHO KNOWS Laios' mind is a mystery

I'd recommend rereading chapter 88 if you want to go thru Laios' whole plan and how the demon manipulated him, it's a great chapter (87 too with the demon origin story)

[bradleysass]

Straight Outta Gryffindor - Word Count: 527 - Starchaser

James Potter had always been eccentric, but this was new. This was unprecedented. This was…well, frankly, it was embarrassing.

Regulus Black, lounging in James’ bed in the Gryffindor dormitory, tried to hide his smirk behind the latest issue of The Daily Prophet. But it was difficult to maintain a dignified façade when James Potter, golden boy of Hogwarts and Gryffindor's resident Quidditch captain, was pacing back and forth, dropping phrases like "Word to your mother" and "Ya feel me?" while waving his wand like a microphone.

“And that’s when Biggie said—” James began, his eyes alight with enthusiasm.

“James,” Regulus interrupted, lowering his newspaper. “Who in Merlin’s name is Biggie?”

James paused mid-step, as if scandalized by the question. He pushed his round glasses up his nose and turned to Regulus, aghast. “Reg, mate, Biggie is only one of the greatest Muggle rappers of all time. He’s got bars for days!”

“Bars?” Regulus echoed, deadpan.

“Yeah, like lyrics. Lines. Poetry but, y’know, cooler.” James ran a hand through his perpetually messy hair. “And don’t even get me started on Tupac—bloke’s a legend. You’d love him. He’s got that broody, angsty thing you’ve got going on.”

Regulus raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “I’m not broody. I’m reserved. There’s a difference.”

“Whatever you say, Ice King.” James winked, and Regulus groaned, sinking further into the pillows.

The Gryffindor, seemingly impervious to Regulus’s obvious suffering, continued his monologue. “Anyway, I’m thinking of writing my own rap. Something Hogwarts-themed. Like, ‘Straight Outta Gryffindor,’ you know? Real fire. I could even perform it at the next Quidditch afterparty.”

Regulus sat up sharply, eyes wide with alarm. “No. Absolutely not.”

“Why not?” James grinned, clearly enjoying this.

“Because it’s ridiculous. You are ridiculous.” Regulus gestured at him, as though James’s very existence was the problem.

James didn’t take offense. In fact, he seemed to delight in the insult. “Ridiculous? Nah, babe, I’m just spitting facts. The game needs me. Hogwarts needs me. Imagine me on stage, dropping rhymes like—”

“James,” Regulus interrupted again, voice dangerously calm. “If you say the words ‘dropping rhymes’ one more time, I will hex you into the next century.”

James pouted dramatically. “You don’t support my dreams.”

“I’m supporting your dignity,” Regulus shot back. “Though at this point, I’m not sure there’s any left to salvage.”

James laughed, flopping onto the bed beside him. He tilted his head, resting it on Regulus’s shoulder. “You’re adorable when you’re pretending not to like me.”

“I’m not pretending,” Regulus replied, but his tone lacked bite.

James grinned up at him, shameless and radiant. “C’mon, Reg. Admit it. You love me. You love my vibe, my swag, my—”

Regulus pressed a hand over James’s mouth, silencing him. “Say swag again, and I’ll smother you with this pillow.”

But James’s eyes were sparkling with mischief, and despite himself, Regulus couldn’t help the small, exasperated smile that tugged at his lips.

Perhaps James was ridiculous. But he was his ridiculous. And, Merlin help him, Regulus wouldn’t have it any other way.

Later that night, when James thought Regulus was asleep, he whispered, “Straight outta Gryffindor, a crazy bloke named James…”

Regulus groaned. Loudly.

[ofeliaxoxo]

i bought sooo much paulos stock during the ausgp here were my favorite moments:

1) that video where paul sees like a stray thread on carlos' hoodie somewhere near carlos' shoulder/neck and literally goes to tear it away with his hands and basically the whole time he's doing that charles and carlos are making flustered eye contact

2) paul mouthing the correct answers to carlos during the quiz thing, taking carlos' side in being like "carlos said the correct answer before charles did" (even though the slow mo replay showed that charles clearly said it first lmao), and messing with the rules in a few other small ways to give carlos the advantage over charlie

3) carlos not really paying enough attention at the beginning of the quiz and charles getting like 3 in a row which made paul basically tell carlos to lock in. and you know what? after paul told carlos to focus he Literally Did. it was insane to see (i mean i'm sure carlos was also thinking like "ok these media duties are still part of my job paul is right i need to like be more engaged" but still). (this is also one of the moments that reinforced my firm belief that like… if carlos the control freak is comfortable enough with someone…… he would actually enjoy being told what to do………………)

4) the blindfolded challenge where after paul was blindfolded carlos touched his arms and went "this is your left hand and this is your right hand" like? girl he knows? they haven't changed just because he's blindfolded?? lamest excuse to touch a boy everrrrrrr come on carlos you could've come up with something better than that !

anyway good to see my investment is still paying off in 2025. i thought it was so funny how obvious it was (or perhaps how obvious paul decided to make it) that he liked carlos more than charles. i honestly believe that if carlos had realized that he would've legitimately invited paul to a race this season like as his personal guest. unfortunately i'm not convinced that he realized even after paul literally helped him cheat to beat charles at a silly quiz (i feel like generally speaking especially outside of the f1 bubble people are always doing things like that for carlos in part because… well. as paul himself said carlos is A Very Pretty Boy !!)

Well first of all I am of course romantically in love with you. This was the first thing I saw in the morning and frankly an ideal start to my day. Now let’s discuss PAULOS.

That moment is so funny to me because not only does Carlos not really know what to do, CHARLES is like hello??? Can he do that? Like neither of them are sure how to proceed but they don’t like it. Powerless to stop him tho. Two pretty Barbie wide-eyed car men unable to deal with Paul’s boisterous man swag. Why are these literal athletes getting out-masculined by this aspiring hipster/actor. Any threesome between them is just Paul playing with his dolls

(If anyone has this clip please send it to me!)

The challenges video is so funny because you can see how lowkey stupid Paul thinks it is. Like he dgaf he thinks it’s strange he does not care if he and Charles win the remote control car thing. Hes gonna play along but he is not going to buy into it. Hes not from the bubble of f1 and hes like. Ok. He DOES however want Carlos to win😭 he’s like Carlosssss cmon get the answers right I know you can do this. Charles CANNOT know more about the Roman Empire than you!!

Also yeah literally it’s so clear he prefers Carlos. Why girl what did Charles do is he just not your type lmao. All that for a couple minutes long game video. He was down horrendous. This video also endears Charles to me because he’s the only one who actually gaf. Like he’s YELLING the answers he NEEDS to win the Roman Empire quiz. And normally Carlos would be on that level with him but here he’s by himself and it’s kind of sweet lol. Paul is like Carlos I NEED to fuck you carlos is like when will we be done w ts I need a coffee and Charles is like THERE WERE FEMALE GLADIATORS I KNOW IT!!! In my mind palace we can do a situation with this dynamic where Charles is desperately trying to pretend everything is normal while Paul undresses Carlos with his eyes. Hes like I do not give a fuck at all btw. Do NOT write down that I give a fuck because I don’t!!

My ultimate suspicion is that paulos is tragically doomed because I don’t think Carlos cared back😔 I think Paul left him unmoved. Even Charles was like waow Paul slays such a cool guy and Carlos was like yeah #whatever I met him. Which leaves the floor open for a hilarious triangle where Paul likes Carlos, who likes Charles, who overcompensates and insists he and Paul get along sooo well.

Tldr: Paul needs Carlos so bad. But he’d have better luck with Charles in whom he is NOT interested lmao

[captain-pheonix]

Hi this is a silly question but I really like your stuff and I think you're cool and really swag writer so I was wondering if you could do one with the TF2 mercs (and maybe miss Pauling, whatever you want) with a reader who boxes? Can be romantic or platonic, and the gender can be whatever you find easier to write. Ok, thank you ❤️😭

Mercs + Pauling (romantic and/or platonic) x gn!reader who likes boxes 📦 (HCs)

A/n: AHHHH TY ANON ILY 🫶 This isn’t weird at all, seriously, I am a certified creature and you have 100% come to the right person. I collect Apple product boxes and if I’m being honest if I lived by myself I’d just collect boxes regularly. Im making this gn!reader that can be read as platonic or romantic! Hope you enjoy!!

BIG EDIT: HOLY SHIT ANON IM SO SORRY I CANT READ YOU MEANT A READER THAT BOXES NOT A READER THAT LIKES BOXES IM GONNA CRY 😭😭😭😭 IM GONNA MAKE ANOTHER POST FOR A READER THAT BOXES IM SO SORRY

Warnings: none (boxes jumpscare, graphic depictions of cardboard)

Pauling

• Girlie is like “huh” but doesn’t really care because all the other mercs are equally if not more insane (and we all know the admin is, too)

• When she finds out, she finds it kinda funny, gives her a tiny break from being a workaholic 25/8

• “What do you find so fascinating about them?” Ms. Pauling says, genuinely curious. You explain that they’re just nice, they itch your brain the right way, and just like how a child sees one of those huge appliance boxes. “Oh, yeah, that makes sense, actually. Interesting. Never would have thought about that.”

• ✨the box hoard TM✨ is probably just in a corner or a closet somewhere

• She’ll probably ask if she can have any because they’d be really nice for sorting paper work

• Up to you, but maybe you give her a few you don’t like as much

Sniper

• bro is confuzzled

• thinks you’re crazy

• exits the room

• (no)

• like Pauling, he’s a bit confused, but after explaining how it’s like that feeling you get as a kid seeing a package arrive in a huge box, he understands it a bit more

• probably a little weirded out by your ✨box hoard✨ anyway

• calls you a cat 😞

• I feel like he’d be the kind who might get annoyed at the box board being around, thinking it takes up space and it needs to be tidied

• might get something to help you organize the boxes

Scout

• finds it absolutely positively hilarious cannot stop laughing

• “What? You like boxes?”

• Shoves you in boxes because it’s funny 😔

• after explaining the whole “it just sorta itches my brain like when a kid sees an empty box something was in” thing, he’s like “oh my gosh, that totally makes sense, actually!”

• 10/10 would just chill in one your boxes even if it’s a little small

• weird but wholesome headcannons that you two would fall asleep/cuddle in your boxes together

• honestly though after a while I feel like he’d join your box hobby

• he might ask for the boxes after someone gets a delivery or orders something just for you

• drawing on the boxes!!!

Medic

• Blud is like “ok cool”

• prob gives you boxes leftover from shipments of medical supplies like plastic bits (I wouldn’t take the ones from his shipments of animal organs 😬)

• those boxes might smell like the med lab 😔

• but I mean if you enjoy his scent or something then it’s probably a nice reminder

• when you talk about how a kid would react when a giant box shows up in the mail and how it never went away he gets it

Pyro

• you know for a fact bro is playing with them

• completely understands right off the bat you do not have to explain anything

Spy

• boxtrot taunt

Demo

• too drunk to give a shite

• you may or may not find some bottles in the boxes

Engie

• May have some boxes kicking around to give you

• kinda doesn’t get it but when you explain he’s just like “ok then guess ur just quirky like that”

Soldier

• I’m gonna follow Electrro64rus and say this man is crazy about boxes

• very excited when he finds out you like collecting boxes

• don’t have to explain why you collect boxes, dude is just excited to also participate

Heavy

• utter confusion

• even when you explain it still utter confusion

[oh-no-its-bird]

I saw the star wars ask and immediately got curious! Which ones are the 3 ships? 🤩

Number 1 has to be codywan, the starwars ship most ever for me fr fr. I love them and all of the many, many interpretations of the ship so much. There are so many incredible fics for them and their dynamic has so much potential

Number two I am giving to Commander Fox/Dracula. No further comment.

Number three is uhhhhh. Um. Um. You know what? Number three is a blank space that goes to whatever specific ship of the week I'm feeling commuted to. Changes by the day, the way God intended.

ACTUALLY NO YK WHAT? Number three goes to Obi-wan/Maul. Because in every fandom I'm a sucker for an unhealthy fixation on your enemy that can be interpreted into a violent romance. I heart toxic space yaoi ‼️I also just heart Obi-wan in general, he's very funny to me. He reminds me of Kakashi in a lot of ways, but like, narratively?

Like. Both Obi-Wan and Kakashi hit similar beats of "this one character has had so many distinct personalities growing up, and depending on the period of their life can be written with such a specific and different general attitude, history, and triggers/traumas" that make them fun to play with

And they also have the "all my enemies are obsessed with me" swag going for them, which is a classic and I love it

But yeah I love starwars, I was super super into it a while back— I think it was the fandom I was largely fixated on before finding Naruto, and like with Naruto it's smthn I've learned most things about via just religiously reading fanfiction. All of the characters have so much cool lore and wiggle room for stories, I can get behind and have a good time reading most ships, so it's hard to choose any I'm genuinley attached to bc like. I have a good time w p much all of them

OH AND LUKE AND DIN, I LIKE DINLUKE I THINK ITS CUTE AND HAS SO MUCH FUN POTENTIAL AND WEIGHT ON SO MANY LEVELS

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[spoilers below cut]

WOW, a Mario Reacts! It's been a long time, hasn't it? Hell yeah, I can work with this!

(no bc seriously, I just finished watching ep. 7 of Arcane before this and I need an emotional break, yeah I know the rest of Act 3 is gonna kill me)

(the following is my live reaction:)

oh hey, Mario! Wassup?

jigsaw, is that you?

oh nvm, hello Swag! nice to see you again since last episode

I'm about to commit a crime [*strikes a pose then walks away*]

I'm willing to work in a government office just so I can come up with an acronym like, gee idk, Y.U.R.I. or something (I should've been a worker in NASA)

NO STOP STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING?!

At this point, Mario, I would just give up

[*clears throat*] mejor me muero, ni modo que sigo con estos porquerías. bueno como dice Mario, bye bye [*drinks some water*] alright I'm back

TADC? ah, just a normal Saturday

no thoughts, head empty

honestly, mood

well, in his own way, yeah

[*echoes announcer voice*] VR, the new era of entertainment

...mr puzzles? nah jk jk

oh, Four's theory may not be wrong here (omg it's jesus)

still can't believe christianity is canon in the SMG4 universe

oh, so I was right! [*jigsaw voice*] "I wanna play a game."

That's actually kinda sweet that he immediately chooses his brother

OH SHIT OOOOH that's gotta hurt

NO MARIO, THAT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME

[*other me pops in*] emo girlfriend, omg it's smg3

no, we're NOT gonna look too much into this, shut up other me

PPFFFTTT that caught me so off guard

say it with me now: YOU CAN'T CONTROL MARIO [*applause*]

I mean, we've been through simulations before, we can take this one too

unironically, I wouldn't mind a 10-hour video of just Mario (and/or the rest of the Crew) just dancing :)

it doesn't even need to have music, I can just put my playlist on and I would totally join in

ooooh, you want to scan that QR code so badly

but also, how did they get a screenshot of my computer?

Mario 🤝 Mario Buddy from the last episode → destroying PCs for the LOLs

AKLDHLKSAFB;KL just the way Mario goes for a fighting stance just so he could run away will never not be funny to me

LET ME IN LET ME INNNNNNNNN

10 hours, welp I got my wish lmao

Mario morphing his face... hmmmm..... [*flashback noises*]

[SMG4: MAR10 Day]

....

don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it

KIRBO NOOOOOOOOO

NO NO NO SWAG NO

same vibes

meme factory? youtube arc? is that you? /j

(yeah I know that the Team uses the same assets ik)

LET'S DO THISSSS oh welp time to vibe

FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

what would that be, Swag? Try not to Laugh challenge? I might win tbh

LET'S GO GAMBLING

laughing because of early victory call? very in character for Swag

oooh that's some good animation (y'know, as always)

HOLD UP WAIT A MINUTE

am i thinking too much into this or is this the same military base from last episode?

Alright, my little headcanon: the events of this episode and the last one took place on the exact same day

that's just for me specifically

oh hey, more TADC ref

Also, nice PINGAS STUCK IN A DOOR ref

man Mario can't catch a break dude

Congrats to CMorseu for your art being featured at the end credits 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

Such a good episode! Not plot-heavy, just a silly episode. I'll gladly take it as my late birthday present. And it's great to have Swag back, kinda was half-expecting Chris to just pop out.

I've said this once and I'll say it again: I wouldn't mind if the rest of the year is just filled with goofy episodes. After all, we just came from WOTFI and we do need a bit of a break so the Team could work on the next arc. (From the looks of things, we might get goop!4 *cough cough*)

Loved the bits of animation and Mario's expressions as always.

Now, I know there is some talk about the SMG4 Crew/Mario Does Things being on hiatus and merging with the Saturday videos. If you can even call it that. Personally, I don't mind it. I completely understand if doing 2 episodes per week is a lot for the Team to handle, though I do wish they would give an explanation for it. I think the best solution would be for the Team making an announcement of the change, the reasons behind it, and how it may be different from the regular Saturday episodes. Also make it clear that "hey, the title says this so it doesn't impact the main storyline".

Anyway, it has been overall a pretty funny episode and I quite enjoyed it! Now, if you excuse me, I'm gonna cry my eyes out watching the rest of Arcane Act 3 and bring that angst to the next episode concept :)

OH THE MISERY EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE MY ENEMYYYYYYY

[haikyuu-x-male-reader]

*Rubs hands together evil🙏🏽*

Let’s gooo

This isn’t gonna be too too long but I’ll try to make it good

Im Not gonna beat around the bush but most likely I’m prop gonna write this as porn plot sorta 🤷🏽

But as I’m writing this who knows??✨✨

started - 5/22/24

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AKAASHI

we all know Akaashis calm, and swag demeanor right?

Welp throw that ALL AWAY

Tbh I feel like he would be a

✨FREAK IN THE SHEETS ✨

AND YOUR FREAKIN 6’9 OR ANY-TALL HEIGHT

God he’s gonna go crazy for you

…

Oh did I mention that u FUEL his size kink

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-The sound of Akaashi’s moans and the bed creaking fill the room-

“[Reader name] f-FUCK me harder alreadyy~”

With no hesitation you press him more into the mattress so he feels just how deep you are inside him

You also press urself onto him more since that riles him up

“S-shit!”

He says as he whines in pleasure

you start to slow down but got interrupted by him

*Huff* “D-don’t you *huff*..dare stop”

*His body is on the brink now, shaking and trembling as he chases the climax that threatens to overtake him.*

You speed up even faster then before

"Almost... almost... ah! Oh God... more.. please... god.. don't stop.. please don't stop."

*He gasps out, his hips stuttering with the increasing intensity of his pleasure, his breathing completely out of control

“I can’t t-take it anymoree~!”

*A stream of moans and gasps leaves him, his voice getting higher and louder with each snap of ur waist*

He starts to squirm around under but is limited due to you pushing him down

…

And he’s LOVING IT

“Ngh~!.oh my god.!”

“[Reader name] it’s so deep..Hngh!~”

*His eyes flutter shut, and he goes completely limp

*A loud, shuddering moan escapes him as you hit that sweet spot, his body tensing up briefly before it releases, a wave of pleasure crashing through him.

*pant*

*pant*

And then he says nonchalantly 

“Wanna do round 2?”

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KENMA KOZUME

I feel like he wouldn’t really pay any mind to ut height at first but the more he thinks about it

The more it turns him on

The first time you guys do it he did think much of it

But his mind started giving him ideas

✨How naughty✨

oh and I think it would drive him crazy for you to be in control 🎉

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*computer gaming streamer noises*

*You groan slightly after ur nap*

*you sit up, rub ur eyes and stretch

This causes kenma you look at you*

“Oh hey [nickname] you awake? I’m streaming right now”

“Sorry if I woke u up do you want me try to finish soon?”

*You turn to him*

“Nah it’s fine I’ll just be on my phone”

“Just stream and do yer thing

I know how you love gaming”<3

His face goes slightly worried

“You sure?I didn’t mean to wake up-“

Video game death sound

"Damn it-“

*you laugh at him loudly*

“Shush! It’s not funny..“

“Yeah Nono it’s fine don’t let me distract you”

“Just focus on streaming and entertaining ur viewers”

He shrugs

“Alright whatever you say my love”

“Sorry Chat lets get back to-“

he gets back to doing his normal stream stuff

As you’re on your phone you get an idea

Kenma would actually kill you if you did this ESPECIALLY when he’s gaming and locked in

but its worth a shot🤷🏽

You quitely get up from the bed and make your way towards him

“Ah thank you for the donate [random user]”

Blah blah blah insert Kenma streamer talking

you try to sneak under his desk which was tough as hell because god blessed you with height

You were able to get under surprisingly

Kenma sighs when loosing a game causing him to lay back in his seat

Which causes him to notice you

“Chat I’ll be right back” *turns off camera and mutes mic*

“[reader name] what are you doing.. how did you even fit under there? You know how tall you are..”

“Just focus on your stream you wouldn’t want ur viewers to know I’m under here right~?”

“Magic and hard work. But aside from that”

Kenma smirks slightly

" ..oh? really now? "

*he blinks for a second at your question. a soft smirk on his face before sitting back up straight and unpausing the game*

" alright.. I'll continue streaming.. don't try to distract me too much~ "

*he lets out a soft chuckle before going back to streaming. he tries to focus on what he's doing while you're down there.*

He is trying really hard to keep his focus, and not losing his composure.

You Loosen up his sweatpants and WHIP OUT THAT THANG

Note: is 11 at night so might be insane -5/27/24

you try to get into a comfortable position and start to suck on the tip of his member

*he quickly turns up the volume on the microphone so they can't hear anything. he lets out a small groan to keep in his composure*

“Mm ah- *fake cough* sorry chat I have a little bit of a cold….”

The viewers notice his so called “cold” cause his face is turning slowly red🌚

Out of spite you decided to put his full length inside your mouth

Kenma throws his head back,covers his face with one hand and moans

Chat:AYOOOOO????

Username: WHAT WAS THAT??

Username2: bros getting freaky

He quickly realized what he did

“Oh Sorry Chat..I was stretching.”

“I’m hungry so I’m ending the stream early today.”

Meanwhile the chat was hollering and goin insane

But all that came to an end once he ended the stream

*sigh*

“Can you continue already…...”

“Please..”

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HINATA SHOYO

Oh boy…

now Hinata definitely feels intimidated by ur height in a frustrated way and in-

Well…

The other way.

He REALLY LIKES ur height in a UNUSUAL way..🧍🏽

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It’s night time

Hinata and you are chilling on the couch watching a movie

You both are sharing a buttery salty bowl of popcorn (yum)

*movie noises*

*godzilla scream*

“I was expecting this movie to be boring

But

It’s actually interesting!”

You say intriguingly as you munch on more popcorn

“Heh! You should’ve ✨never✨ doubted me then! I amm knownnn to be the best at picking movies~”

*movie background noises*

Hinata got up from the couch and went to get a snack

He tried to grab a snack form the top shelf but he forgot about his height

“Damn it-“

He tried to climb onto the counter but quickly remember that would be unsanitary

“Ughh-”

“Need help here?”

He quickly looks behind him to see you

“Nope! Im totallyyyy finee..!”

“Ya sure?, you were struggling not too long-”

“ICANHANDLEIT”

After saying that. he attempts to hop up but you grab him by the waist to quickly stop him

“Here let me just help..”

As you reach for whatever tried to get, you press urself behind him purposefully

This gets a reaction out of him

..

Perfect

“Hmm this thing is so far back in the cabinet”

You know damn well ur lying

“Sorry shoyo.. this might take a bit!”

“O-okay”

As you say this you start to grind on him from behind

Okay so now it’s definitely clear on what ur trying to do

When you started to grind on hinata he started to move slightly forward which causes his erection to rub against the counter

“S-shit!“

You pause and look down

“Ok enough beating around the bush”

You unzip his pants and pull out his member

7/7/24

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Hey y'all😅

Um. I'm sorta back?

I've been tryna finksh this request but my motivation to write just died 🥲🥲🥲

[marciaillust]

Recently in order to detox after work I've been playing yakuza like a dragon and woooooo its such a step up from yk1,yk2 and y0 the biggest shock for me is how much im enjoying the side missions? previously they felt really flat and goofy but now they are still able to retain that trademark yakuza weirdness but they have a lot of heart too. And idk if im misremembering or if i never paid attention to that but people from the side missions now.... introduce themselves? was that a thing previously? regardless of if it was, now i notice it and it furthers the sense of connection and intimacy in the side missions, like im really helping a "person" and not just "man with glasses" or what have you im also really loving the cinema minigame and the enterprise running minigame, sometimes i dont push the main story for sessions on end because im running a cookie shop......... but its soooo fun! though i will forever miss the dance minigame from y0....... i know i know people hated it! but I LOVED IT!! I love rhythm games and that one was so weird and quirky i havent seen anything like it before. And the songs from y0 were bangers. I used to have y0 on my laptop just so i could pop it open occasionally JUST to play the music game. It was that good for me......... THE KARAOKE IS SHIT! I have no idea why they do nothing to improve the interface (though i gotta admit this one is the best one yet) and it doesnt feel or sound satisfying at all......... also 3 songs at best. And they made the MVs so serious.... i mean its fine ig....... the characters are having an introspective moment........lowkey bakamitai..... but you gotta give me some Judgement swag. Some 24-h Cinderella! Come onnnnnn!! Speaking of things that dont impress me... the game is soooo lowkey sexist it's so eyeroll inducing. Like you KNOwwwWW there were no women in that writers room. There are only two female characters with only real plot importance and when they meet each other they start insulting each other in such a. oh such a specific way that tells you all you need to know "shut you you uggo" "ha ha, don't frown like that or you're gonna get wrinkles!" "you're not pretty when you grimace like that" "you're so old it's surprising you look this good" "watch out or youll get wrinkles and no man will want you!" like. like. head in hands. head in the fucking hands. then again yakuza was never known for its uh "normal" portrayal of women so it's not like i had huge expectations. the funniest part tho was when (spoilers!!) nanba comes back to the team during that one fight and I was thinking "aw! they're a team! they're nakama! hell yeah! the four of them against the world!" AND INSTEAD OF REPLACING HAN JOONGI (antagonist that got added to your team 5 mins ago) SO THAT YOU CAN DEFEAT THE BAD GUY WITH YOUR 4 MAIN GUYS THEY REPLACE SAEKO (the only woman on the roster). I was pissing myself laughing! That's cartoonish!!

the core fighting mechanic is also pretty whatever i'd say. It feels hilarious to me that sometimes I put the game on auto mode so i can scroll my phone or go make tea? a good shouldn't make me want to do that ig. but im thankful they have the auto mode nonetheless

despite the unimpressive aspects the game is just swimming in sauce. It's goofy, it's got heart, there's some fun minigames, the ingame music is made out of some stellar bangers, it all somehow keeps me coming back for more. I want to see how the big intrigue folds out too! the mystery got me good! Also do not. get me started on Zhao. I- listen. LISTEN. He was made for me in a lab ok he is like the perfect. man shaped thing I wanna dip him in milk and throw him against a wall. He would make a beautiful splat sound. Nepo baby discount dollarstore majima bedazzled shoes wearing teenager looking ass!! ARGH!!! ZHAOOOOOO

[firethekitty]

Ranking Every Wolfwood!!

happy wolfwood wednesday! i've ranked every wolfwood and it very quickly got out of hand and turned into more of a character analysis/meta. it was really fun and helped me better understand why i love this guy so much!

yes, really!

i hope you guys enjoy and that my autistic rambling makes sense!

1. trimax wolfwood. yeah he’s perfect. nothing else to say. god bless

while i can’t fit everything i love about him into one post, just know that i’ve written almost 30,000 words in wolfwood (and vash) character studies. so when i say “i like trimax wolfwood” that really means “i am fucking obsessed with trimax wolfwood”.

he’s the perfect mix of silly and heartbreaking, funny and serious, annoying like an older brother, deeply kind, so so painfully human; and a PERFECT foil to vash. simply phenomenal writing.

my only complaint would be that his tits are not on display like they are in the 1998 anime. but i can appreciate the subtly, so this doesn’t detract from his otherwise flawless score.

2. 98 wolfwood. omg hiiiii hehe twirling my hair ohh he’s so handsome what an absolutely beautiful design for him. his nose, his spider-esque shape, his TITS…… they even kept his little whiskers!

on top of an amazing design, he’s a very good balance of silly, irritable, playfully annoying, and serious! he fits pre-trimax wolfwood to a T!

but, as trimax progressed…

he’s cool. too cool. he has too much pull. wolfwood should NOT have swag. genuinely it is imperative to his character that he is, and i say this as lovingly as possible, a fucking loser with no friends.

wolfwood is a deeply traumatized man. he isn’t nearly as charming as we, the audience, thinks he is. no one laughs at his jokes, his insults are crude and immature, he embarrasses himself in front of literal children…

god, he is so painfully awkward. and who wouldn’t be in his situation? to have your childhood stolen and forced to grow up as a weapon? not allowed to interact casually with anyone else during the most important developmental stage of your life?

he's just not suave like tri98 wolfwood is. so, while 98 wolfwood is an excellent character, he doesn’t entirely read “wolfwood” to me. similar to how 98 vash is good on his own, but he’s just not “vash”. this is, of course, the result of making an anime out of a manga that wasn’t even 30% finished at the time. while i don’t understand the reasoning behind this, i know that nightow desperately needed the funds the anime brought in, as well as the motivation to keep making trimax, so i have to simply make peace with the dated characterizations tri98 has.

but don’t get me started on the milly situation. really a godawful writing decision, idk who approved that mess.

3. tristamp wolfwood. he is so bullyable. he’s like a sopping wet cat. absolute fucking dweeb.

i debated this for a long time—whether i should rank tristamp wolfwood above tri98 wolfwood. and i asked myself, do i love tri98 wolfwood because he’s a good character and is similar to trimax wolfwood? does he even remind me of trimax wolfwood at all? well, not really, he’s very clearly based on pre-trimax, just like tri98 vash is.

ultimately i decided i do genuinely just prefer tri98 wolfwood, but i felt the need to defend tristamp wolfwood because i see a lot of fair criticisms but also really dumb discourse throughout the fandom about him. so here’s my attempt at trying to address these:

so, there are some things i really enjoy about him and some things i really dislike; and, unlike vash, most of these criticisms are not a result of time/pacing issues. they’re easily fixable.

like, for the love of god he NEEDS to get sillier. they got the loser part down, but he’s a bit too overtly sad in tristamp. i think he will be more like his trimax self in season 2, but wolfwood’s humor is in-part a coping mechanism and important to his character. he’s an older brother! he’s fucking annoying! he thinks he's funny when he isn't! we do get a little bit of this with him and meryl, when he's tormenting her at the campfire, and that’s what i want to see more of. even if he’s playing it up, he should be working on getting their guards down, convincing them he isn't going to betray them.

since tristamp takes place in a weird prequel sort of canon, i get that he would look/act younger than he is in trimax. i think he was modeled after the teenage wolfwood we see in the flashback scenes of him training for the eye of michael, where he’s noticeably less outgoing and more reserved.

however, this doesn’t change the fact that he WAS silly as a kid in trimax, before his “teenage angst phase” (hate to call it that when it’s more like a “realizing he’s going to die by the gun and not being able to do anything about it” phase). but he’s still a lot quieter and reserved in tristamp as a kid, so i think we really need to find a good balance here in the trigun adaptations.

another example of an easily fixable issue—i really hate how they did the “vash sees how kind wolfwood is” scene, in which wolfwood gives money/snacks to children. in tristamp, wolfwood already knows the kid is zazie, which tells us absolutely nothing about his character. this scene is almost entirely worthless, only good for reminding vash that he should eat, which gives tristamp its own not-as-good hospital yuri scene.

and, so, about the elephant in the room… i don’t think he was whitewashed. let me try to explain my thought process.

tristamp, as far as i can tell, doesn’t seem to be taking any inspiration from tri98, whose wolfwood is very explicitly a brown man. trimax wolfwood i feel is a bit more ambiguous in his skin tone, which alternates between dark screentones and completely uncolored pretty much at solid 50/50 odds. just fairly inconsistent overall, even on the official manga covers.

but this doesn’t mean wolfwood is white in tristamp, and it doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his aquiline nose. the notorious scenes of him in the suns, looking white as a fucking sheet, shows us how a 3D environment can diminish a character’s silhouette and distinctive features.

compare this to scenes of wolfwood in a dim environment, or to the 2D scenes of child wolfwood and livio that i can't include bc i'm only allowed 10 pics. he looks MUCH better, much darker than vash, and as they both should appear in such lighting. it just doesn't add up—he should be much darker in strong light if they followed the same color values:

SO, even though i feel like all of this is more of a technical issue rather than malicious whitewashing, that doesn’t mean i think it’s acceptable. it looks fucking awful, and the lighting system needs major improvement to work with darker skin tones.

and, like, at the end of the day, wolfwood isn’t canonically latino, and he doesn't really have a consistent skin tone either. it’s a great headcanon, one i partially share, but it’s not canon. the only ethnicity that could technically be considered somewhat canon is japanese, as wolfwood was based off a japanese singer named tortoise matsumoto. you can see this resemblance best in early trigun!

and i really need to defend his nose!!! a lot of people say he lost his nose but he didn’t!! i promise it’s there!!! another victim of his 3D model, you can only see his nose from the side or in the 2D frame after he gets his shit wrecked. see how clearly he has a very well-defined nose when he’s hand-drawn? this is what i mean when i say a 3D environment can drastically alter a character’s important features, as much as i otherwise adore the animation for this show.

also, if you think nightow would let studio orange get away with not including his nose, you got another thing coming.

in conclusion, while i think tristamp wolfwood is a great start, he’s just not quite there yet. but i have immense faith that the next time we see him, he’ll look and act a lot more like he does in trimax!

i know this is true, because there are already some shots in tristamp where i’m just like. oh yeah. there he is. that’s wolfwood. there's the guy i love so much

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well, that was long! this was really fun to write and i

oh jesus christ what the hell is that thing

4. badlands rumble wolfwood. ah, now here’s a great example of overt whitewashing. no lighting excuses this time, just blatant colorism.

even if he wasn’t ghostly white, there's just something about his design that makes me viscerally uncomfortable and i can’t pinpoint what it is exactly. he’s just so… angular. he has no scruff, no kitty cat mouth, his eyes are very oddly shaped, almost no eyebrows... i just really hate looking at him!

his ONLY saving grace is how mentally ill he acts in this movie. and his tits. otherwise i don’t really have much to say about him!

ok, now we’re done! and here’s a handy wolfwood chart i made to summarize everything.

really hope this was fun to read and if people liked this i'd be glad to write a vash version or other characters!! happy woowoo wednesday :)

[s1m0nth3swag]

Gotta yap about my Dead boy boyfriends sorry chat

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I physically need to talk about them but my friends haven't watched the show yet (WATCH IT OTS SO GREAT AAHHHHH)

Some short imagines/ short scenario type of stuff? Idk

Not proofread (atp I don't know what that word means ngl I never proofread my studf)

It is currently 11pm for me, I am tired, this probably sucks but I do not care actually

☆ Imagine meeting the two for the first time and you genuinely cannot speak because they're both a little too gorgeous, I mean, Edwin slays his outfit and Charles has the biggest brown eyes. Pretty boys fr

★ I just think that, if you're another ghost, Edwin would like you more at first, if you're alive, Charles would (because of the whole Charles hates being dead thing and Edwin doesn't like being around the living)

☆ In this scenario, let's play with you being alive and (mostly) well. Involved in one of their cases, maybe, or you went into Jennys shop to get meat or something (if you don't eat meat pretend you're cooking a meal for a friend or something)

★ Probably immediately you kinda notice a strange aura (totally not Charles staring you down because he's never seen someone as cool and swag as you) - and let's be honest you aren't even surprised when you meet Crystal and she's looking at the corner all weird.

☆ meeting them again however, you probably just had some near death experience (maybe you wandered into a haunted house, or you somehow got involved in the whole Esther business) and you probably don't even care that ghosts exist because yeah, kinda checks out

★ Charles is probably immediately on your heel (Edwin is just the tiniest bit jealous) asking you all sorts of questions (Edwin is just the tiniest bit interested as well)

☆ getting to know them better, Edwin finds he quite likes yapping about cases with you (my autistic ghost boy needs someone that ACTUALLY listens to what he says) he will be overjoyed if he starts talking about a case and you go "Oh wasn't that the one where.." because yes!! It was that case! You remembered!! Good job!!!

★ I feel like the whole relationship would come along naturally at some point. Just you complaining how you can't sleep because your pillow is too warm and both of them offering to stay with you since ghosts are pretty cold

☆ they have the mutual agreement that they're somewhat sharing your affection since you give both of them the same. They'll just have conversations like "did you already tell them [...]" and "Oh, yeah I did could you do [...] for them?" Already being fully in the mindset of 'we can and will make this work with three people'

★ I think Charles would actually have a more difficult time when the relationship officially starts though. He just has so much affection for you and Edwin that he's almost bursting, but Edwin doesn't always like touch so he has ti be careful and look for the signs and you actually have to keep yourself up and cared for instead of being able to cuddle 24/7

☆ Just a silly boy struggling with not kissing and hugging both his partners at all times (though he has two hands, and will be the middle part whenever the three of you walk somewhere.)

☆ Edwin is more a acts of service type of guy while Charles, obviously, is big on physical touch, so whenever Charles holds you back from doing laundry or the dishes, Edwin will do it for you so you can chill out

★ doesn't mean you don't do things for the boys, though. You regularly get books for Edwin (which he's happier about that he shows) and always give Charles the chance to talk to you without any judgement (same goes for Edwin, though he doesn't use that offer as often as Charles)

☆ Imagine Charles rescuing Edwin from hell and that night the three cuddle up with each other even though Edwin and Charles don't sleep, just so you can hold both of them to make sure they're still there and well

[whowantslovergirl]

Fezco x rue’s older cousin reader ?

An: YESYES 🤭

Perfect Couple

Fezco x bennet! reader (gender not specified but is called ma)

warnings: cursing, smoking, hope you enjoy my lovers 🤍

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Summary: Fezco and Y/N’s relationship timeline

posted: June 29,2023

How Fez and N/N met:

You were going to pick up Rue for some ‘cousin bonding’ as she would call it. And you guys were going to get some rolling papers since you ran out. You finally get to the house and honk the horn multiple times.

She finally came running out and you’re still honking the horn just to piss her off. “I’m here! I’m here!” She got into passenger seat and hugged you. “Hey Seth Rogen!” You start to drive to her plug.

“Stop calling me that. Jules is gonna think she can call me that.” She said pouting. “Oh your girlfriend? She wouldn’t be wrong though. You dress like Seth Rogen”

“She’s not my girlfriend. And no I do not.” You just nod.

That’s her girlfriend. And she does.

“So who are we driving too?”

“Oh his name is Fez and his little brother ashtray.”

You look at her. “His name is Ashtray? Like his biological name?” She just shrugs. “I don’t know his name is just like that.”

“But you would like Fez. He’s your type.” You just shrug her off. “Shut up you don’t know my type.”

“Yea I do it’s white boys with swag. As you would say.” You just roll your eyes and continue the drive.

_____

“Hey rue. Who’s this one over here?” Fez said pointing at you. “This my cousin Y/N.”

“Hey.” You give him a awkward wave. Rue was right. He is your type. Tall, pretty eyes, good style. “Hey.” He said looking at you up and down.

_____

You get your papers and when you were about to leave Fez called you. “Hey Y/N. Can I get your number ma?” You may have giggled at the nickname. “Um yea of course.” You give him your number. You turn around to see Rue smiling at you.

“I told you!”

The first time N/N and Fez facetimed:

You were pacing back and forth. He wants to ‘see your face’ and yea you guys talked and stuff but it’s just something about facetime that’s nerve wracking.

You called Rue out of panic. “Hey cuz. Ew why are you like sweating?”

“Fez wants to facetime!”

“And that’s a panic situation because….”

“Because Seth it’s different!”

Then he started to call.

“Oh my god! Oh my god! He’s calling! Rue he’s calling!”

��Then answer it…”

And you did. “Hey Fez.”

“Hey ma. Why you look so nervous?” He said smiling. Wow, he has a really pretty smile. “No reason just overthinking about something.”

“Well what you thinking about?”

You told him you were nervous about the call and he laughed in your face.

“God! It’s not funny!”

When Fez and N/N first smoked together:

Fez invited you to smoke because you said you were bored and you wanted some weed. He was on the phone while you were driving. “You’re so vain. You probably think this song is about you.” You were singing lowly. You were watching the movie a few days ago and the song’s been stuck in your head ever since.

“What’s that song from?” You made a shocked face. “You never saw that movie?!” He just said no. “Really?! How to lose a guy in 10 days?!” “I don’t watch romance movies.”

“Ok we are gonna watch it when I get there.”

“What’s it even about?”

“So it’s about this girl named Andie and she makes like cute little tips and she wants to make something real right? And she comes up with this article how to lose a guy in 10 days. Then this guy named Ben bets to his co workers that he can make a girl fall in love with him in 10 days.”

“They’re doing the opposite of each other’s goals or something.”

“Yeah exactly!”

“Alright ma, Ima get the movie ready.”

_____

You knocked on the door. And Ashtray opened it. “Hey Ash. I got your favorite.” You give him a bag of those airhead bites. Not too long ago you brought them when you came over. He asked for one and when you gave him one he fell in love and told you.

“Everytime you come over bring these.”

“Yes! Thanks Y/N.” He walked to his room. And Fez came from the kitchen and hugged you. “Hey ma. I told you not give him those shits.”

“But he’s likes them.” You pulled away and went to the couch. He sat next to you and gave you a blunt. And you guys started to do your thing and watch the movie.

_____

“That movie was actually good.” He said smiling. “What was your favorite part?” You asked him.

“The dog, that motherfucker was funny looking.”

You guys started to laugh.

When Fez finally asked N/N to be his girl:

After a lot of smoke and movie sessions you guys were at your apartment just laying in bed. Your head on his chest and his hand drawing shapes on your hip. “You wanna be my girl?”

You looked at him abruptly. “You’re finally asking me after six months?!”

“Why you so surprised?”

You shrugged. “I don’t know I’m just not used to waiting I guess.” He smiled.

“You don’t chase you attract. I like that.”

You let out a small laugh. “You still didn’t answer me ma. You my girl?”

“Yeah sure. Why not?”

He leaned in and you smiled into the kiss.

Fez and N/N were the perfect couple.

An: YESYESYES hoped y’all enjoyed this is probably one of my favs YALL i just want to do a former apology for all the song fics i plan on posting but until I post again my lovers 🤍 *hint: pope x reader*

[meirimerens]

slightly on the topic of the last ask slightly/alot not but: in general how do you think sticky, and especially murky interact with dankovsky? like sticky seeing him as a doctor/role model in that way seems quite natural. how do you think sticky sees rubin? do they bond.. they have a lot of similarities in my mind: both under isidor but NOT the heir. obviously applies more to rubin as hes the same age as artemy but lieke.. yeah. also, sticky also has that My Only Interest Is Medicine/ very studious in a way that artemy is not implied to have been to the same extent [as rubin at least, or not at first at home] . okay this ask started off with me wanting to ask about murky and dankovsky and i got distracted.. anyway: thoughts on murky and daniil? do u like the common hc that they bond over beetles? does he see his younger self in her standoffish autistic swag. would she paint him in the family portrait. etc. sorry for the essay in yr askbox

sticky considers dankovsky a Medical Role Model in the way he only half does burakh, not as a values thing but as a percentage thing. burakh's practice hinges in both his Capital knowledge and the steppe ways of his father and his communities whereas dankovsky is pure unfiltered Capital (and westbound) knowledge. dankovsky brings last year's Medical Knowledge Treatise (not the current year's, people need those) to sticky who's obsessed with the slightly gross anatomical lithographs in it (i know this because i've written it). i think he doesn't like. think much. of rubin. beyond "under/after a burakh but not the heir", they have very little in common. rubin has a whole airport worth of baggage wrt heritage and heirness, it's particularly more visible in P2 since he and burakh have actually very few interactions in P1; whereas in p1 he was put forward to be formally adopted as a foster son, that is not a thing in p2, it's actually way funnier (as in painful and cruel), instead he says of isidor [to artemy] "your father", "your father", until he stops and says "father", "father", putting himself as a burakh heir. it's less about being on a same plane as artemy, a brother to him, it's about being him. when the game dev docs call him "artemy's doppeldanger", that's very much this. Anyways i don't think Sticky cares much about him. they have little in common, sticky doesn't have a tenth of the Heritage bagage Rubin has, and while rubin shoulders burakh in his practice and sticky can be #inspired, he neither has the novelty of dankovsky's Capital Endeavors nor the utmost respect sticky owes burakh for literally saving his life. he's also over 2m tall (6'9"), generally grumpy, and vaguely scary. and still sneers and barks at burakh even years after The Event because he still has the heritage en travers de la gorge + grieving and coping. bad.

as far as murky goes i don't think she cares much about dankovsky at first either. she can get sick in p1 bachelor route, but for the endeavor of us making a story with a certain linearity and mashing all of the routes into one, she does not, and only gets sick from the obligatory p2 All Children Sick event. same as sticky wrt rubin, she doesn't owe dankovsky her life (does not realize it. in the event of a linear story, dankovsky did very much help this guy greatly. tons, in fact. but it is not dankovsky who visited her when ill and promise to save her from the illness. these two, too, i don't think have much in common to start off. she is not stand-offish in the way that he is, i don't personally hc dankovsky as autistic so that would not be in my instance something that they find a mirror between each other over, his grief as an adult man over failure (or feeling of it) is completely unlike her own childhood grief of losing both parents and having the man who (she considers) is their murderer walk around the community, be relied upon and loved. grief rewires a person (real #grievingheads rise up) but it did not rewire them the same and they do not exteriorize it the same at all. she does come around to him, from 1) having seen him around already and he's not that bad 2) that's Old Man's Man and if old man Good and Loving then by extension... etc. she Does draw a family portrait i know it for a fact. she does it and never mentions anything of it. that's just her silent way of saying "you cool so we cool👍" i do fw the beetle bonding heavy though i do. i don't think dankovsky brings his collection to ToG (incl. because some of it is at his dad's) but during a visit to the town his Old Ways catch up to him and he gets enthusiastic bout some beetle crawling around and catches it. starts telling everyone about it. murky fw his collecting ways (she collects plant specimens [including hers] and rocks) so she trails him around and starts asking him about other bugs that are Not Beetles because she thinks it makes sense they be grouped together and he has to be like i'm so sorry i have no idea what this thing is. (eventually he gets himself an entomology book and they start bugwatching together. love prevails etc)