#HAVENT SEEN THIS EPISODE YET BUT!!!! hes just so pretty how can i not reblog it

[stardustgreta]

sticky, sweet [e. munson]

song: "art deco" - lana del rey

summary: stiffling summer heat in hawkins, your bestfriends trailer.

warnings: smut!! 18+ only.. talk of drugs, and getting high. high sex, jealous eddie, brat reader (not for long), unprotected sex, creampie, name calling (like once), kind of sweet sex, soft eddie, praising, dirty talk, unestablished relationship.

word count: 3.2k

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

note:  im sorry if this is like, not up to my usual standards i tried to throw something together because i havent posted in like god knows how long. forgive me if its like blah.. reblogs/likes and comments are greatly appreciated! <3

when i write for eddie munson, it will always be with THIS eddie munson in mind… i love him here

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the loud, prying sound of your thighs sticking and unsticking together through dried and newly forming sweat made you groan in constant uncomfort. the windows, doors and all possible fans had been opened and whirring throughout eddie’s stuffy trailer, the summer heat had been beating down especially hard on hawkins this summer. there was a comfortable silence between you both, eddie splayed across the couch in only his boxers and a cropped hellfire shirt, with you taking a spot on the floor with your limbs stretched out in an attempt to ease the pain of the succumbing heat, in nothing but a pair of the shortest denim shorts you could find and a top that could barely be classified as one. the tv had been playing some rerun of street hawk, a show eddie insisted was canceled far too early. 

“can you change this? we’ve seen this episode twice already..” you spoke in a soft but blatantly annoyed voice, eddie unbothered as usual. he decided that ignoring you would be his best bet, instead opting for taking another drag of the blunt you had been passing back and forth. 

with an eyebrow quirk, and a knowing smirk from eddie you lifted yourself up onto your elbows. eddie remained glued to the small, antenna run television in an attempt to feign ignorance. 

there was an unspoken unconventional relationship between you and eddie, something not even the two of you were able to explicitly explain to anyone who asked if you two were more than friends. you and eddie had both been friends for years, and it was known amongst pretty much the entirety of the school the you were both exclusively “non-exclusive”. unfortunately, because of your identical, exponentially enormous egos – neither of you had built up enough courage to be outward about any of it. so instead, you both wordlessly decided that figuratively tangible sexual tension, longing looks, and almost too obvious touches would do for now. 

maybe it was the almost suffocating heat, or maybe it was all of the pent up sexual frustation–but whatever it was, you weren’t going to let him off without a bit of teasing this time. pushing yourself up onto your palms, and bend your legs at the knees you turned to him again with a small grin. 

“do you think steve harrington is a good fuck?” 

and bingo, that is what finally gets him to look at you. is he..jealous? you don’t want to jump the gun just yet, so you’ll push him just a bit further to be sure. 

“he just seems so manly, y’know? he must be good in bed..” stretching your legs out again to elongate your figure, you lift yourself up and over toward where eddie was on the couch, snatching the blunt from his hands and bringing it to your own mouth.

“you’re hogging.” you spoke between the spilling of smoke that fell from your lips. 

“what do you think eds? do you think i should ask steve harrington to rock my world?” you spoke again after radio silence. with a neutral face and a sharp breath he sat up, letting his elbows indent his knees. 

“i know what you’re doing, slut.” with a new fond look on his face and a shade of cloudy dark in his eyes, you knew you had struck a nerve.

“language, munson.” you inched closer this time, tossing one of your legs over his and waving a finger in his face, an act mimicking a teacher discipling a child. “that is no way to speak to a lady.” 

“didn’t know i was in the presence of such importance.” you let your leg swing fully over him now, your thighs straddling his – trapping him where he sat. you let out a soft breath at the pressing feeling of him through his boxers, suddenly very aware of the situation you had both found yourselves in. 

“eddie munson, are you..hard?” you stifled a chuckle, feeling the pads of his calloused fingers pressing tighter into your hips, the contrasting roughness of his fingers and the softness of your sheened skin making you dizzy. 

“stop that.” he spoke breathlessly, your lips now mere centimeters apart. the room seemingly growing hotter, the stifling sticky feeling of your thighs on his and the small strands of hair sticking to his forehead. your hand moved to caress his cheek, sweeping some of said hair out of the way to get a clearer view of his face. 

“are you turned on right now?” your lips sweeping together after every few words at your closeness, his chest expanding further out at his heavy breath. 

“eddie-” finally deciding to shut you up, he smashed his lips to yours in a messy, sloppy kiss that perfectly mimicked your current situation. pulling away, embarrassingly leaving you in a heaving fit before you realized he had silently, wordlessly flipped the dynamic of your current state of affairs. 

“do you really wanna know how good steve harrington is in bed.” he spoke between love bites to your chest, your hands finding solace behind his neck and entangled in his hair. “no,” you said with a breathy laugh, tilting your head to press another soft kiss to his lips, both of you knew that isn’t at all why you brought it up. “but i got the reaction i wanted, didn’t i?”

“you’re mean, sugar.” his teeth bit hard into your collarbone this time, eliciting a low strangled whimper. the blunt you had been sharing was thrown haphazardly onto the ground, and the buzz had only just begun to kick in for the both of you. finding his lips again–this time on your own accord–you let your tongue slip from your mouth to his, being hospitably welcomed by his own. 

it would be harder to explain if this was yours and eddies first time having sex, but it wasn’t. with eddie it was simply too easy to fall back into each other at every possible chance you got, whether it was after he picked you up from cheer practice, or after you had been waiting hours for him to finish with hellfire–it always ended up the same, panting and heaving as you worked hard to regain a normal pattern of breathing. location never mattered, not to eddie anyway. 

“mean to you?” you smirked, pressing your lips to his again in a soft, chaste kiss. “only when you’re bad.”

 the two of you knew very well that eddie was and always would be the dominant one in whatever it is the two of you had classified yourselves as, but it was always fun for you to think you had a smidge of authority here and then. 

with a squeal and a rapid change of position, eddie had you on your back, hitched between your now spread legs. the couch you had found yourselves on allowed little to no support so you sunk as soon as the pressing weight of both of you was applied to the cushions. 

“fuck me on the floor, would you eds?” a shared laugh between you two as you wrapped your legs around his waist, bracing for the move. he lifted you up off the couch before easing you onto the floor, your skin still sticking together from the thin layer of sweat. the sudden harshness of the carpet made you wince only slightly. 

he lowers himself toward your thighs, leaving wet kisses in a path from your mid inner thigh and up, approaching dangerously close to where you need him most. the high had begun to really set in now, his touch alone set your skin aflame on top of the sickening weather that filled the room. 

“are you going to take my clothes off?” you say innocently, letting your hands roam freely around his back and shoulders, grasping for any area of skin you could. 

“you’re a big girl, i think you can undress yourself.” he teased, he finally gave in after you pleaded with your usual, ‘please eds’ and inflating his ego more than you should’ve. eventually he would use his hands to undo the button of your shorts, but switching over to using his teeth to pull down the fabric far enough for you to kick them off yourself. your hands finding them hem of his shirt and pushing up, his arms shooting straight to aid in the removing of his shirt. 

“nice panties.” eddie remarked with his index finger pulling forth the hem of the white cloth, decorated with a small pink bow and letting it snap against your skin. you let your hands cover his eyes while you both shared another soft, grounding laugh–reminding you both that despite everything, you were friends first. slowly, teasingly, he dipped both of his index fingers on either side of the cotton underwear and slipped them slowly down your thighs, his lips following them down to your ankles. just before you open your mouth to whine and complain, he lets his textured fingers find your swollen, desperate clit in a slow, thought out motion that sends you reeling. 

“oh–eddie that feels..that feels so good.” to you it sounds elaborate and pronunciated, but in actuality it comes out as incoherent mumbles. 

“i’ve hardly touched you, you think you’ll be okay?” he speaks half teasingly and half concerned. the still looming high that made your brain hazy and half functioning, mixed with the attentive, deliberate touch of eddies hands made you hardly coherent. but there was nothing more that you wanted then to go all the way, despite the inability to express it–so you offered a sweet toothless smile and a nod, your hands grasping onto his biceps with hope that he got the sign. 

“should i take care of you first. how’s that sound?” he moved to pay close attention to your now screaming, aching pussy but you couldn’t stand waiting another minute for him to fill you the way you needed him to. 

“nuh uh..not there” suddenly you find your voice, using both of your hands on either sides of his face to pull him up and into a deep, open mouthed kiss. “then where.. here?” he bites the skin at the side of your stomach, knowing that’s not what you mean.

 “i need you, please honey.” the pet name rolling off of your tongue, eliciting a low groan from his chest, his head falling between the crook of your neck in a weak attempt to stop him from cumming in his pants at the word alone. 

“so pretty..” he fawns, kissing the salty, sticky skin at your neck and letting his tongue soothe it over. 

you helped push down his boxers with your hands at either side of his hips, pushing down the fabric as far as you could before pulling him further into your widened thighs. there was no need for further foreplay on his part, his cock painfully hard and leaking precum from his seemingly swollen tip. using this very part of him to stroke at your entrance, his cock in one hand and the other pressed just beside your forehead for balance. 

“i’ll go slow, alright?” he spoke in your ear, his warm breath sending chills up and down your neck before meeting them with a soft kiss to your neck. 

you can feel yourself take in a deep breath, anticipating the stretch. when he finally slips in just the head, you can feel your hands grasp at his bicep, gasps coming from both of you in unison. no matter how many times you find yourselves here, neither of you get used to the intoxicating feel. his eyes are screwed closed and his eyebrows knit together as he tries to hold himself together. you careen your hand toward his cheek, the other still digging into the meat of his arm as he sinks in further, inch by inch and you can’t help it when you let out another lengthy, drawn out moan and toss your head to the side. 

“please eddie, please..” you press your lips to the shell of his ear, nibbling softly on his earlobe as you plead for god knows what. soon enough, he lifts his hips from where they stood indented into the bones of your own hips, and slowly but surely he begins pulling himself out just a bit, and pushing back into you with deliberate, slow thrusts that trigger your eyes to roll toward the back of your head. it isn’t until he lifts your hips just slightly to angle himself just perfectly toward your g spot that you’re able to make any coherent noises. but still, eddie is struggling to contain himself--his eyebrows knit together, and his jaw still slack above you as he lets go of one, two, three moans that make the pit in your stomach sink further and further, pulling on the two ends of the knot you feel burn hotter and hotter as he picks up his pace. 

“eddie, eddie..” you babble, every exhale mixed with a whine or a moan as your hands grasp onto any possible inch of skin. his biceps, his neck, his hips, your hands are everywhere at once and it is the only thing that is tethering you to this earth and the one above you, you’re sure. “i’m here baby, i’m here.” his sweet, sultry voice makes your heart swell and you aren’t sure if there are real tears forming at the waterline of your eyes or if it’s just the high that is making you imagine it. either way you feel one of his hands lift your left leg, making it possible to fit every inch of him inside of you. the slightest but showing bulge grows in your lower stomach, eddies hand reaching down to press into it and this makes you grasp onto his wrist, your brain slowly turning to mush. “fuck–can you feel me all the way up here? in your stomach..” he questions rhetorically, not expecting an answer (thankfully because you are hardly able to give him one). 

he tries as hard as he can to praise and keep you sentient, but the heaviness of his breath and the impending climax he feels disables him from getting out fully thought out sentences, or any words for that matter. you swear you see stars as the white hot peak of your orgasm hits you like a freight train, your ankles meeting around his waist as you push him further down into you, your nails painting small crescent shapes into his back so hard you think you draw blood and your moans and screams loud enough for the entirety of your town to be clued in on what it is the two of you are doing. “ohgod, eddie fuck!” you get out as you feel yourself squeeze down hard on him, causing him to push down on your hips, stopping you from moving. 

you hear him speak through the end of your orgasm, his face nestled into the crook of your neck and his hands holding firms on your hips. “please, baby–you’re so tight” he pleads, “don’t squeeze so hard, i..i’ve gotta relax or i’m going to finish inside of you.” you wrap your legs and arms around him like a koala bear, unwillingly to let him go. 

“s’okay eds.. i want you to, please.” you squeeze again, evoking a strangled, caught moan from his throat that makes you let one out yourself. the sounds he makes are enough to make your head reel, the mere thought of him wordlessly telling you how good you feel is enough to make you wanna touch yourself, and sometimes you do. 

“fuck, i want to–i want to but s’not smart baby.” he careens his hand over your face, your limbs still unwillingly to detangle as you splay kisses everywhere on his face. you shake your head no, still holding him tight to your chest with your arms wrapped around your neck. “come on honey,” your sweet voice entices him. “give it to me eddie baby, i’ve been good–don’t you think i deserve it?” and with one final squeeze and push of your hips, he’s crying out into your neck and you can feel the hot, warm ropes of his cum spill into you and at that you’re letting out a long, shaky sigh. he twitches inside of you, still panting and heaving into your skin and his hands have found comfort at your sides and he squeezes the soft skin at your hips and waist to ground himself. 

together your breathing slows in tandem, and you lay there silently with the unimportant background hum of the low whirring fans, your hands softly stroking his head and face as he lay with his chin stationed at your collarbone. “i want this.. you–all the time.” he confesses, not exactly sure how to lucidly express himself. 

“you already have me all the time, where else would i be?” you answer, not fully grasping what it is he’s trying to get across. so for now, he’ll lean his cheek against your chest and sigh in content–because every moment with you is far more than nothing at all. 

a/n: thank you for reading!! i promise i have way more thought out one shots to come for my dear boy eddie munson but i wanted to throw this together for today.

[urcharactersclasspect]

Psst. Can I get some more details about Nazz and Jonny being Bards of Heart? That's a really interesting take imo!

Boy do YOU have an ESSAY to read

As a disclaimer, Ed Edd n Eddy isnt really a very deep show- Theres just tidbits of something deeper sometimes you can gather about the cul de sac and the kids we focus on in the show. Ive watched through the show from episode 1 to Eddy's movie and the last episode. But its been a hot second since Ive been a kid myself and I havent really sat down to watch it in a long time tbh.

Another disclaimer is, even though they share a godtier does not mean they will have the same personality! Since Personality by itself pretty much is not as relevant to classpects as much as how the aspects seem to bend around the person in question as they grow and delevoped. That being said..This is gonna be a long ass read. Im so sorry. I have THOUGHTS on everything.

For Nazz, throughout the show we see her literally making almost every boy in the Cul De Sac crush on her, she has no confirmed feelings until the last movie, where she and kevin want to date. Unlike most heart players in canon and the ones I have met or seen good protrayals of, i dont think she has unrequited feelings and we clearly see as much, but it sure does give me the same energy as Dirk's frequant troubles to just finally spit out his feelings for Jake through extreme indirect means, and how Heart players are actually way better at controlling how or showing how they really feel waaaay more than people give them credit for- This isn't to imply heart players are Emotionless and never show emotion, but Heart players are firmly NOT all sweethearts who are innocent, do no wrongs and are definitely not always bubbly fangirls like Meulin- Hell, even Meulin isn't really probably being honest with her own feelings on things either.  On the contrary, they can be very intense with what they are passionate about whether it be romantic or just an interest of theirs. And usually, like Dirk, they are very self aware of that fact. So they sometimes try to hold back things about themselves they are all too aware of. Sometimes to a detriment, but not always. For Dirk, its his emotions in general he tries to keep to himself. For Meulin its likely her resentment of her team members and holding back her anger at Kurloz or maybe even her feelings for Kurloz still being there.

For the Bard part of her classpect, its the idea that Bards Mirror their opposite. The thing about Nazz is shes actually very responsible! Often giving an air of being very well put together for a kid to the rest of the cul de sacs kids and cool headed more times than not. Its part of the charm. Of her acting cool and casual- And just how she behaves regularly like nothing bothers her, but sometimes you can tell it does or just might (almost like a passive ghost of hpow Dirk acts). You learn over time shes actually very smart, too; she gets very good grades, is a model student who cheerleads, and even was seen as responsible enough by the parents of the cul-de-sac to babysit Eddy. Which definitely says something, I think. This is usually how we see Mind Players- Dirk being so cool headed but only the surface is  too. Since its the stereotype at this point that Mind players are the calm ones (which I have my own opinions on too but thats another essay for another time).

DESPITE this chill and responsible facade on the surface, Nazz has SEVERAL times shown some genuine Heart player impulsiveness or thinking with her heart on a sleeve. She allows Edd into her bathroom without even thinking about it, even when it wasn't cleaned up. You see how she acts on emotion like humouring Edd a lot through the show even by kissing him at one point and dancing with him even when it wasnt the popular thing to do, she humours Kevin but lectures him for his own impulsiveness on pure anger towards the Edds frequantly, passively destroying someone elses impulses and making him think before he acts a little more; In spite of this too, she also can get violent towards the Edds herself and irritable when things dont go her way, and we even learn Nazz for all her coolness and popularity, still has insecurities shes VERY emotional about- her hair being one. Much like Dirk does about this or that. Im sure theres further proof to get what Im saying across, but Im rambling as is. So thats where Ill end that tirade, I think it REALLY fits Nazz.  So theres my conclusion.

For Jonny 2x4. Its easier to tell you why I think it fits him, and Id say its for far more obvious reasons when you really get down to it. Hes probably an example of a Bard that simply hasn't learned how to gauge his aspect very well in every day life, leading to him becoming more of an annoyance to those around him much like how you see Cronus or Gamzee be treated. Someone who hasn't quite "gotten it" yet. I don't think this is nessasarily because Jonny is stupid though, at least maybe not as stupid as he makes himself out to be, since hes shown to definitely have some intellegience, more like its because hes Younger (theres no direct ages we know of?), but he does act a lot younger than Nazz so thats my best assumption, and hes also in a seperate enviroment from Nazz, who I personally see as a far healthier Bard for reasons I'll be getting into in a minute here. just know. Jonny has similiarities to Nazz with how the Heart aspect bends around him; Theres too many instances to count where hes just being impulsive but he tries to come across as braver or calmer than he really is. But if I admitted all of them for Jonny, we'd be here all day long and you'd be reading even MORE.

Lets just go with the obvious signs outside those then.

Jonny is a very lonely kid. This is similiar to Dirk too; Jonny is never seen with any genuine friends except his attempts to befriend the Edds, as stated before some kids in the cul-de-sac consider him to be an annoyance due to his own impulsiveness, and this because hes a very socially awkward kid because even in his own home theres rather dark implications of Child Nelgect or something happening. Even the Creator of the show states this interesting quote in an interveiw: "He'd be more or less thrown out the door at 9am and only let back in when it got dark or if it was time to eat. He had an imaginary friend. " Hes that lonely kid who was so lonely and felt so much so he had to resort to Imaginary friends, imposing an identity to an object that seemingly has a similiar personality to his own or a personality that meshes well enough for them to "get along" and to not get along sometimes- this is seen constantly with Jonny talking to Plank. Jonny sometimes disgrees with the morality of Plank, but hes also best friends with Plank and if I remember correctly, Jonny even says at point they are as close as brothers- PLank knows him more than he knows himself, as Jonny says. Sometimes Plank suggests even illegal things - things a little kid like Jonny (supposedly) wouldn't know about or do himself. Almost like Jonny knows weird things from listening to his parents and imposed them onto Plank, making Plank "real" so Jonny could stay in his own head and pretendHE doesn't know anything. If that makes sense.  Much in the same manner as Dirk having conversations of various focuses with HAL and objects he himself has inputted his will or rather - his Soul and Heart onto.

Thinking about this some more. I think an arguement could be made that Jonny isn't actually a Bard of Heart, but maybe a Bard of MIND. But IM not so sure.

If i think of anything more to add to this, I might revisit my thoughts on it later and reblog or edit it more.

[espytalks]

i’m still on hiatus as of writing this, but by the time i post this i won’t be.

ive been watching a lot of netflix lately, and i’m pretty much just going through my “to watch” list, so i thought i’d give some thoughts on some of the show’s ive watched so far. 

this’ll probably get super long.

oh shoot i forgot i had this post as a wip. i went on a phase of watchign shows for a bit when i tried to step away from tumblr for a bit a few months back. this is definitely super long, so heads up if you click read more, you’re gonna scroll for a while.

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i watched this show all the way though at least twice, and many scattered episodes several times over the course of years, up until i stopped watching tv altogether, which was quite a while ago. at some point i realized the last time i watched it, i didn't know i was asexual. it kinda made me realize why i didn't quite get the romancey bits when i was younger.

i don’t want to spoil the show on the off chance you haven't seen it, cause this is one of those i think is best watched unspoiled, but even if ya know it, the show is incredibly fun to watch. 

it has amazing fight scenes, fantastic animation that still holds up (impressive for a kid’s tv show of it’s time, if you ask me,) and incredibly complex and interesting characters that change and grow along with the plot, which raps up nicely by the end of the third season. 

10/10 one of the best shows of all time, even outside of animation. amazing rewatchability, too! 

BNA:

all i knew of this going in was from gifs a friend kept reblogging. 

it’s basically a zootopia-esque story, about a human who has turned into a beastman, which are these human-like creatures that can also turn into animals? it’s kinda weird but ok my suspension of disbelief has worked harder before. it’s also pretty short (12 or 13 episodes i think,) so the story is pretty packed together and moves pretty fast.

i loved the animation. it’s an anime from studio trigger, and i LOOOOOOVE that animation style!! hoooly shit guys it’s SOOOO GOOOOD!!!!!! the colors and general feel of the show visually is just top tier. lots of interesting colors and shapes and expressive poses and expressions! i’d recommend it purely on it’s aesthetic, cause it’s gorgeous.

unfortunately, i think the story kinda sucks. i don’t think it detracts from the show much, but i felt like a couple of the story twists (especially towards the end) kinda came out of nowhere, or where kinda crammed in there as best they could to make it fit. the best twist i think was with shirou, which was set up in episode 1, and i pretty much was expecting that reveal.

tbh, the best episode was the filler one, where michiru plays baseball with some bears. idk man it was just fun. wish there were more episodes like that, where she just got to have fun being a beastman. I did like how the bears stuck around after that episode, though.

8/10 i’d say it coulda been better, but it's till good for what it is. ya can’t have a perfect show, and i’d say it’s still fun. i’d watch it again with someone, cause ey, i liked it. i think i was mainly dissapointed cause i was expecting a lot more, and i watched it right after avatar, which i think IS a perfect show. i’d watch it again, though. it’s good!

She-ra and the princesses of power:

all i knew going in was that someone i watched on youtube thought it was good. i may have seen gifs at some point, but idk. no one i know watches it, or at least they don’t talk about it if they do.

if you liked mlp, you’d like this. it has some very almost corny “friendship is powerful” messages, and it’s obviously girly. it’s still good for all audiences imo, but the sheer girliness of it may be hard to get through at first. it mellows out as it goes on and the story gets a bit darker, but those themes of friendship and love don’t go away. tbh, “power of friendship” is one of my favorite tropes, and this show has a lot of it.

aesthetically, this show id my fucking JAM! PURPLE!!! PURPLE EVERYWHERE!!!!!! HOLY SHIT EVERYTHING IS PASTEL AND PURPLE GUYS I LOVE IT! 10,000/10 man i love purple. The animation wasn’t as good compared to the last two shows i watched, but i mean, i came from anime. that’s not a fair comparison.

i also really liked the story, especially as it went on. Early on, Adora and Catra end up on separate sides of the fight, and it was really interesting seeing the two’s progression in the story. I especially love Catra. i think her progression was interesting, and complex, i loved seeing her manipulate her way to the top. also she’s tsundere, in a way that i actually liked.

i should say i kinda didn’t like Bow at first. The first two-ish seasons, they really played up the girliness with him, but he gets more interesting later on, and ends up really likeable to me. He reminds me of my character Carter, though, in that he’s a male character that is very feminine and ain’t afraid of it. it was kinda jarring at first, but i can respect that.

also, the show has tons of gay characters, and at least one nonbinary one (though they’re a neutral character that initially aligned with the villains. take that how you will.) 

9/10 i think the beginning is a bit too over the top girly, but ya kinda jive with it as the show goes on, and the story gets darker as it goes on, kinda like avatar. if ya liked that, follow it up with this. Also, hnnnn purbleee’

Kipo and the age of the wonderbeasts:

i had no idea what to expect going in. all i knew was what i saw in the promo.

it’s a post-apocalyptic type of setting, where animals are mutated, and most are sentient. humans live underground in secret societies called burrows. kipo is separated from her dad when her home gets destroyed, and meets up with a couple of humans and a mutated bug in order to find her burrow. things escalate from there, there’s more going on, but alla that is spoilers, so i won’t elaborate.

it seems like it’s currently in progress, (i just finished season 2, and i’d bet there’s at least one more season) so i can’t judge it as a whole just yet. it’s interesting, and i like the idea, but tbh i didn’t find it quite as engaging as everything else ive watched so far? I like it, and i’m invested enough to watch the next season whenever it comes out, though. hopefully whatever’s next changes my mind, though. 

i think i mainly just didn’t like the characters much at the beginning? but as i’m thinking about it, they’re starting to grow on me. i like kipo the most, cause she’s a goofy nerd who’s kinda just being nice to everybody, and it’s making her a lot of powerful friends who’ll have her back. i like how kid’s cartoons try and teach ya that being nice is a good thing.

7/10 it’s not bad, and i’d recommend it, but i feel like this story isn’t quite for me. it’s got a lot of potential to end up as something i’d really like by the end, though, so i’m gonna keep my eye on it. 

Glitch techs: 

i’m gonna write a bit before i watch it, but all i know is that its a show a mutual reblogged somethign about once. i think it was the theme song? which, if i remember correctly, was awesome. it looks cool, like a scifi show about kids who save a digital world or smthn.

ah so i never watched this show. will update y’all if i do, but i mean, i got into yougioh gx recently instead so it’ll be a while before i get back to this show. also, kipo got a new season since i started this, and i havent finished it yet but what i saw so far is really good.