#I’m not like. doing this on purpose hhhhhh

[carmenized-onions]

Just wanted to hop in and wish you a happy birthday!! Also wanted to praise you and your writing. Literally everything is perfect from the flow, to the composition, the characterizations, and of course the masterful weaving of the reader insert into the lives at the beef and the bear. Honestly I even love the visual font style that you write in! I'm absolutely not shocked that you write professionally and wish they had you in the writers room at The Bear. You're absolutely phenomenal! I also wanted to ask what, if any, are your favorite episodes from the show? I love any episode with a Mikey flashback because as an oldest child with trauma and younger siblings I'd do anything for; he's kind of my thing. Anyway thanks for writing and looking forward to more!! You're so lovely. ❤️

THANK YOU LOVE !!

This means the world, I gotta print this and tape it to my inner eyelids. I am a very detail oriented bitch so it really does mean a lot to hear that like yes the characterization and story is good but ALSO the visuals/the composition is good— That makes me so so happy. Like the little intro headers, the chapter image, the fuckin’ scene ombre dividers (day for Chip, night for Carm)-- The quotation marks being in times new roman was honestly not something I did on purpose because I just copy and paste from word because I hate writing in tumblr drafts— However once I noticed it made a difference, I could never go back.

GIRRLLLL GET ME IN THAT WRITERS ROOM WHO DO WE HAVE TO CALLLL— But really, who’s got a film job for me I’ve been slogging at this admin job and it’s fine but I would like. To be. In the career i was meant to be in. (recently joined the union though so hopefully the iron strikes soon man hhhhhh). AND WOAH A QUESTION!! What ARE my favourite episodes…

I’d say anything with Mikey 100% weirdly as a baby child with a lot of trauma? I find a lot of comfort in that guy man. He’s absolutely also my thing. But lemme pull up the fuckin directory we’ll go season by season. 

OH such a lowkey episode but S1EP04 Dogs will always have a special place in my heart. So will the pilot episode honestly, I love love love dropping into the story half way through it, it’s a tell tale rule my prof taught me and I can’t believe more shows don’t do it nowadays. Also Season 1’s finale Braciole will always be that bitch. I also think let me just check… Yeah, it’s this one. With the Cooking Show Intro? That opening genuinely scared the shit out of me because it was exactly like a short film I made. And i was like

Oh is this fucking play about me? What the FUCK?! I DID NOT PUT MY BIRTHDAY IN?

Season 2, gotta be Fishes and Forks. Fishes and Forks y’ALL WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS!!! And again, the finale FUCK bro. Freezer fight had me GOING. Literally the reason why i made the series. I’m gone. 

Season 3,,,,, Little uh…. Little less of my favorites here, I’ll be honest. But Napkins and Ice Chips were absolutely my favourites. The finale was a little messy to me, as was the opening episode (I just think in general they’ve always had a kind of very inaccurate timeline going, and so it was very hard to follow some points but like good? Like it’s grown on me? I just felt like I was on crack for the first 10 minutes). 

And this has been your onion review of da bear. Thank you so much for your thoughts I hope you like the next chap too !!!

[castle-dominion]

castle 5x22 the squab & the quail

hhhhhh this episode reminds me I have work this afternoon screw that. I just prayed an entire rosary so I get to go home early

Ok wow gay servers such a thing, loud chefs, loud expo, GIVE THEM THE GOSHDARN CHIT THO squab & quail DON'T TOUCH THE PLATE LIKE THAT Spray on purpose or...? poison? Ew glass tables

that is a lot of money & pricey af the poison would not work that fast... in a situation like that, point at some SPECIFIC person & tell them to call 911

Girl he's playing a videogame pwned XD he had plans to play with Patel! it's not my mom it's worse XD so true bestie

canadian lol

lmao ew capitalism

clipped the *oof* now

RC: Last supper list. (off their look) You and a table of 12 with anyone from history. What is mine, you ask? I’m glad you did. In order it is, Lincoln, Einstein, Ian Fleming, John Lennon, Joan of Arc, Sinatra – (he notices BECKETT’S face dropping. she sighs) And you, of course. Ok but Joan of Arc MMMMM that smile from ryan XD

at least he holds up a finger nice of him ig HE KNOWS HIS BOOKS

Esposito has returned Lmao ofc it was propped open, u know how hot it gets & how many chefs smoke?

"when you're paying attention" lol

dark hair MAYBE

shouldn't be but it always is RC: Corporate raider shutters a chemical plant and ends up eating crow. Or in this case, poisoned squab. It’s poetic. Diabolically speaking.

Nice outfit on esposito. also ryan. & everyone. Like beckett.

Maybe smth from the carribbean where his family was?

I don't need to clip but Iwill, lanie <3

castle REMEMBERS the menu? maybe ryan just didn't know lol

Lucas, this is the kid who said yes chef & served the plates

Yep all this screaming. I don't want to go to work.

KB: Do you know anyone that would want you dead? Eric Vaugh: No Me: you're a rich capitalist, what are you thinking? he's actually... surprisingly,, considerate

Petra? the indian boy?

PRIVATE security

a heart in the coffee <3 <3 I could clip this but I won't RC: (scoffs) Jealous? (off her amused look) Yes. Yeah he's cool & stuff but I love YOU KB: he is not interested in me VG: hi, he wants u specifically I think it's cool how she wants to recommend specific uniformed officers lol ONLY beckett?

Hit list? clipping this jenny my beloved wow esposito's hair JE: Because at the moment he is stupid drunk. Seeing double. skfjslkdjfsdkfsj RC: To make him the best damn cup of coffee he’s ever had.

He did a background check? good afternoon <3 David Anderson (the attorney): If he gives you any trouble we can put him on investor conference calls all day.

Saxiphone Lanie my beloved freebie five?

Talented researcher bro Beckett's turtleneck <3

I like her outfit & esposito looks kind of boring but nice & ryan looks beautiful I recognize her tbh the room is too dark. The other room needs to be darker for the glass to work

castle rattling the door what is even..?? XD XD XD RC: Okay, so after two cups of coffee, a latte, and three espressos our homeless friend Mr. Hazelton over there finally sobered up. yk i'm clipping

nice transition into the building them walking, rly good

Oof right in the head like that...

OH YES THEY REMEMBERED THE ALLERGY THEY GAVE HIM IN S1 HECK YEAH KR: I’ll live, unlike Cory Harrison. Ok that reminds me, in the The Ring episode, ther was no forced entry for the first vic, they never solved that

Ey beckett is here VG: You and the boys can go back there Mr. Castle. Why kill the busboy after getting him to kill someone else? using one murder to cover up another?

Just like my mom. She trusts me, but not the ppl I'm around castle chill

RC: Let’s get to that restaurant and get some answers. CASTLE leads the way out the door but RYAN and ESPOSITO don’t follow him. They head for their desks. RC: Seriously, guys. I mean it.

is this the same hotel they used in LA?

Sussman? gun ok yeah valid but ew she's right Ooh! Thank you sir! the essential lol, booze & a pretty girl

*hits himself in the eye* you know during The Thing, she coud have said "we were that close because he did a dumb" but the champagne was already poured so it would not have been a good excuse *update* yeah castle visits the hotel at some point after champagne before The Thing

Ooooof, legit? This is new york!

She is going to reveal that!?!? not too much tho ooh architecture! You patented that? I mean,,, you have a reason,, but make it free too bro I have suffered for it XD

Gates is so pretty castle not knowing how to do stuff & ryan doing it for him jashsjdfkjsfdh also castle investigator moments, gates is probably impressed what's on his neck? KB: Oh my gosh. You’re sounding like my dad dropping me off at summer camp. Remember petra tho? JEALOUSY

Tory jdsfdsjflkh I love her See? I mentioned the neck THE PRESCHOOL I was right! POSSIBLE match

Apple XD & alexis <3 Castle don't yell at your daughter MARTHA NOT THE RIGHT THING TO SAY & alexis' shirt martha is sort of right but GIRL SHUP

Wait they said ballistics would take a few hours, why are they still at work? why is CASTLE home? He would be the one to stay as long as possible! why didn't they text the photo last time? JE: Yep. He’s a match for height, age, and placement of creepy neck tattoo.

He really is a charmer except for one thing: why won't you sleep with me? Well you could CALL castle & ask his permission... say "hey I want to sleep with him but I LOVE you & I want your permission, because I respect you & if you say no then I will not" & that might actually be the thing to drive castle to say yes bc she trusts him & loves him & will always come back to him even if she sleeps with this guy. & also castle would be able to say she slept with eric vaughn & still chose me

He dead?

Castle <3 lol she's right KB: Yeah, preferably one without windows that snipers can't shoot through.

KR: Hey Beckett, I hate to do this to you, but I need to take your statement. *taps his notebook* Beckett could have said "actually if he was there I must have been a bit farther back" also it's cool how dever gets to wear his wedding ring (with duplicates of it) on camera bc his character is canonically married. & ryan's wife's actress is married to ryan's actor. Cool af. KR: Right … (he moves to where she gestures) … here. *He looks up and realizes he’s right in BECKETT’S space. He backs up a bit and looks to the hole in the window.* *almost clocks her in the jaw* stumbled you say. ryan taking it down as if he believes her yk rly sus, eats the wrong food, stumbles at the shot, sounds like he knew what was going on. KB: He kissed me castle KR: I'M DONE HERE *leaves*

RC: Well, if he kissed you, why wouldn’t you just push him away? KB: RC: Oh. Which is why he’s not dead.

She's from a farming family? She's a lead researcher. I'm proud of her. Why else would he want toxin? Oh. nvm. rival lab. AFTER the drop? No deposit fee? I would say "one quarter now to know you're good, I give you what you want, the remainder after" or smth.

Going on a tour! WAIT WHAT? HE AUTHORIZED IT? mexicali? she believes him too much girl that's exactly how they make money.

RC: Oh Beckett. That’s what they said about Bernie Madoff. Like Madoff, it’s quite possible Vaughn’s entire empire is a house of cards. If Felder was going to visit MexiSolar he would have found out about the scam. The house of cards would collapse. Eric Vaughn couldn’t have that. And what better way to get away with murder than to make yourself look to be the intended target? Don’t you see? This entire thing is a charade.

RC: Of all the confessions over all the years, this one is going to hold a special place in my heart. the universe demands why not get ryan or esposito?

Right, he doesn't actually look at the things he signs, he doesn't oversee the day-to-day... that's how you become a billionaire. He would NOT have JUST ONE person overseeing, he would delegate. it's like when you're a chef, if you own the place you don't cook. If you are a manager you don't line cook. You delegate to your test kitchen manager, your individual establishment managers, they delegate to their sous chefs & chefs to parties, there is not (usuall) one person who owns the place & then delegates to a single manager, they would delegate to multiple people who are in charge of different things.

RC: Oops yeah digging your own grave b'y

key word: FEEL LIKE you know them right, new york is way closer to the canadian border than mexico. Ooh the music!

Tell him he's on your last supper list. I like his outfit Do you? *tries to catch him in the elevator*

viddy game & a rose. playstation specifically. HE JUST BROKE THE CORD

Just symbolic

Becks, you can ask him again.

Ok I have an extra 12 minutes. Then I have abt half an hour before I need to go to work. Which is stupid. I need to leave for work an hour & a half before my shift!?!? I mean it is a 45 minute bus ride & I need to be there 15m early to change & iron so that's an hour, but my bus either gets there 5 minutes early (or less) or 35 minutes early. So that's another 15min there, & ofc I need to give myself 15m before I leave just in case. That's more like when I stop doing whatever I'm doing & get ready to go. But I might not be able to get it done in 15m so I need to use these 10 extra minutes right now. I need to put on my binder & make sure I have my bus tickets & stuff. Then I can leave. so it's an hour & a half. ew af.

So I might not get started on the next castle, I might instead try to post some of my drafts & clips so I can get space on my phone.

Pray that I get cut early pls.

[jimmyandthegiraffes]

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[jolynesdreams]

ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू)

[cuppimagines]

can you do more about Harkan?? he’s so hhhhhh - well you know and could you maybe do a gender neutral reader?

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR TOO LONG, but now, here’s a quick Harkan fic, enjoy deepthroating his massive spider cock

“Ill ask again, when am I getting paid?” Harkan leaned two of his elbows on the table, a scowl on his face as he listened to the wimpy sap on the other end of the line.

“Something came up, but Harkan you know me,” said a scratchy voice on the other end, followed by the sound of a gun cocking. “I won’t leave you out in the cold, I always pay ya.”

“But I have to be paid at a specific goddamn time,” Harkan hissed through gritted teeth. “I have rules for this shit. And I know you have the money. For the love of god it’s like you’re intentionally trying to piss me off.”

“I’ll get the cash from this hit, and I’ll drop off the money tomorrow.”

“If it’s not there tomorrow at 11 pm, I’ll beat you to death,” Harkan said. “Or even worse, I’ll stop doing business with ya. Keep that in mind.” With that, Harkan hung up, rubbing his temples with a deep and exhausted sigh. It was only then that he realized that his legs were closed too tight together, your head right in between them as you took in a deep breath. You felt lightheaded, looking down at the massive cock that just seconds ago had gone down your throat. Your head spun, breath hot, looking up at Harkan with half lidded eyes.

“Oh kitten,” Harkan stared down at you, a coy smirk on his face. “I didn’t expect you to swallow all of me~. So generous, taking care of me while I’m stressed.”

“Y-yes sir…” you muttered with a shaky voice, pressing your lips against his girthy cock as you kissed from the head to the base. In one hand, Harkan gripped his cock, stroking it while the other pressed your face to his massive balls. Immediately you opened your mouth to try and fit as much of him in it, Harkan silently humming to himself, while stroking his own cock.

“God I needed this…” he said with a heavy sigh, his face dropping even further when he saw his phone ring.

“Yes, what is it?” He picked up, not slowing his pace down from stroking his cock, so you brought your hands up to massage and squeeze at his nuts, so big they could barely fit in your hand. You saw Harkan visibly tense up, or at least his legs tensing up under the desk. He seemed close.

“Yeah, yeah, what time do I gotta be there? Keep in mind I gotta meet a client at 11 pm tomorrow. Right now, I- I...” He sucked in air through his teeth, gripping his cock tighter while you felt his balls tense up against your mouth and hand.

“I’m…in the office right now…s-slow day, slow day…” he grunted. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine, I’m fine…” You brought your lips back up to his cock, and tried to be as bold as you could. As big of a size it was, you went back to bringing his coco as deep down your throat as you could, and Harkan let go of his cock in pure shock and pleasure. It seemed he was losing his composure.

“That’s a good time- that’s a good time…” he stuttered. “Y-yeah yeah, I can- I can…” Harkan gripped his desk as he came right down your throat, and he made sure to hold you there, still trying to hold his composure while talking on the phone.

“Hold up, can I put you on hold?” Harkan huffed, muting himself before looking right down at you, a scowl on his face.

“You did that on purpose you little whore,” he said, gripping your head and giving you oh do little chance to breathe, forcing you to swallow as much of him as you could. Dazed, flushed, unable to breathe, but still oh satisfied. “But goddamn, that felt good…stay right there, see how long it takes before you pass out on my cock.” With two hands still on your head, your vision getting blurry, Harkan went back to the phone, thighs pressed on either side of your head.

“Apologies, continue, I’ve got all the time in the world.”

[elmaxlys]

Tag x Éloïse 

From this list, asked by @xchoco-mixturex thank you ❤

Probably useless to precise but ⚠this is about when they’re adults⚠

Who cooks meals for the other?

Tag is better at cooking because Éloïse is a rich girl with domestics and also I like men who cook so yeah, Tag.

Who spams the other with memes?

I can’t see either of them being big on memes

Who likes to tidy around the house?

Oof I’m not sure I think they both dislike tidying but also I think Éloïse gives in earlier than Tag. She gets him to help tho lol

Who likes to play pranks on the other?

Éloïse

Who asked the other to move in with them?

Oooooh okay listen. I like to think it was Tag because 1) if Éloïse had asked him he’d probably said no bc he’s a stubborn ass with insecurities toward the fact he’s poor and she’s rich af and 2) given the fact he’s riddled with insecurities toward their status difference, the sheer amount of *gestures vaguely* confidence in her love for him he’d need to have to ask, anxiety he’d be trying to kill because nothing he can offer her will ever be better than what she already has apart from, like, himself. Man, I have feelings for these two I can’t breathe

Who is in charge of the music during a car ride?

They have the same taste so it doesn’t matter. When Éloïse is mad tho she plays music Tag dislikes on purpose.

Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly?

*tries to remember if there was a tickling scene in the show* *fails* hmmm I think it could go both way but also turn into a tickling competition and the first who begs for mercy loses.

Who needs to hold the other during scary movies?

Éloïse. I don’t think she necessarily needs to, not after they’ve grown, but 1) it’s an habit by now, and 2) it’s nice :)

Who has to help the other when it comes to technology?

Gabriel- *is shot* No, for real, he’s their emergency contact, fight me on this. If he’s not available, then Éloïse, but she’s way below his level

Who likes to get a bit frisky in public/an inappropriate setting?

Ahem! Tag.

Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest?

hhhhhh i don’t know who wakes up first but whoever it is they absolutely let the other sleep and stay in bed with them to just stare at their face lovingly i am on the floor crying help

Who is always taking pictures of the other when they aren’t looking?

They both do it and they think the other doesn’t they love each other so much please one day one of them has the other’s phone in hand and the lockscreen appears and it’s a sneak pic and they’re like “?? when did you take it” and they just answer they just took it like that and the other shows their own lockscreen with is also a sneak pic and they just laugh and laugh and then they kiss. They keep taking sneak pics even after that.

Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything?

I wanted to say Tag but oh man he’s not gonna let Éloïse pay for him sksskksk he always pays her back when it happens and that’s a habit that he never quite lets go of I think, even after they’re married (*max dies of thinking about married teloise, we’ll be right back*)

Who can’t sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night?

Éloïse. I think Tag has trouble falling asleep sometimes and tosses and turns a bit too much to let her sleep peacefully. 

Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy?

No mercy, ever. Each time one wins, the other will train tirelessly to get better and beat them the next time and so the cycle goes

Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other?

Tag, baby

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Sick Techno Thoughts

-coming down with something while in one of those good ol adhd working Grooves and therefore only realizing anything's wrong after like the second day of feeling iffy when he full-on faceplants into the ground while stepping out for wood or something and taking a second to realize "hang on is there something wrong with me rn huh"

-being cagey about when he's not feeling well with people he doesn't 100% super ultra trust (possibly because he's just Like That, possibly because at some point in the past he admitted to being off his game to someone he considered friendly, only for them to be like "is this an opportunity to best The Blade?" and,, do? something unpleasant with that information? maybe ???)

-the level of delirium where everything is unreasonably funny, including one's own pain, literally someone just goes "hi how are you feeling" or makes one dumb not-even-that-funny joke and that's the last straw into hysterical laughter

-hybrid physiology weirdness?? specifically thought like Phil probably knows how to take care of him but if, like, Ranboo was the only one present and was able to overthink in the direction of "oh no what if [common remedy] is bad for piglins how do I know what's the right Thing To Do Here–" (Ranboo and Niki have to take care of sick Techno and they're both just like "can't go wrong with blankets and emotional support polar bear and just giving him lots of food right? ...right???" and then probably calling Phil just to make sure) (........unless Phil is also out of commission or otherwise unavailable for whatever reason...)

-this is less sick-specific but the thought of someone trying to get Techno Lore(tm) while he can't give it for whatever reason and Philza's unavailable, they just hit up Skeppy (or Skeppy happened to be making a surprise visit and hears about the issue and is like "well duh it's This, ...dude why are you surprised that I Know These Things")

-sickness brought on by an infected wound! :D

-getting defeated/captured and then coming down with something, and the captors either being like "well heck we gotta take care of this idiot now" or being like "HA what a loser let's bully him even more now" about it

-Wither status effect but as a slow creeping curse-infection-thing

HHHHHH I’m marrying you just for this ask this is the tasty shit I love to receive in my ask box, not just Techno headcanons but WHUMPY TECHNO HEADCANONS

I promise I love all of these a normal reasonable amount and I’m not saving them for later with nefarious purposes no sir

Especially the second one hmm it’s about those trust issues man. Now I’m just imagining Techno getting sick during the Pogtopia era and being all in denial about it because the last time he was sick and told somebody he considered a friend they exploited that moment of weakness to fuck him over and obviously pogtopia would do the same so he’s all :/

(And then he ends up fainting/being incapacitated and the others find out and are like “dude why did you not tell us you idiot :(” and cuddle piles commence)

[oh-boy-me]

Obey Me! Devilgram Posts and Comments: Bedtime Lullaby/Toys Galore

Hhhhhh this one wasn’t fun.  I hope I haven’t burnt out ;w; but I think it just was a frustrating set.  Hopefully.  Maybe I was just angry that there’s 2 more than usual lmao.

Well, it ended up on time in the end and I can put this set behind me.  Anyway happy late Devil Day.5 or whatever

ALSO INSTEAD OF HOT POT I WROTE HOT POCKET DFHSFKJSL:FHSDKSD

日本語は私の第三言語ので、時々間違えます。日本語話者、間違いを見たら教えてください。 (Japanese is my third language, so I make mistakes sometimes.  Japanese speakers, if you see a mistake, please tell me!)

The full transcript is below the cut!

Bring Car Repairs to Barbatos’ Servicing(1)

Beelzeburger: Maintenance seems fun

stn: Barbatos is doing manual labor?

L3V1: It doesn’t suit either of you

Lucifer: Take care of your health

#WorldOfToys #MechanicJob

Soft Sweet Leisure(2)

Mammoney: Don’t forget the goal!

LordDiavolo: Cotton candy isn’t bad either

Angeluke: Strategy meeting!

ButlerBarb: It seems awfully sweet

#WorldOfToys #AllianceTechnique

Sewing Levi!

AsmoBaby: Wearing things is my specialty ♡

L3V1: I was amazed by my own sense of style

DDSimeon: Cutting cloth is difficult, huh

stn: I hadn’t thought of that

#WorldOfToys #Cosplay?

Combo!  NYD!(3)

Mammoney: No idea what the heck an idol is

monSOLO: You need to avoid being unreasonable

Belphie: It’s unfair that it’s just Asmo

Angeluke: It was the best stage!

#WorldOfToys #Idol

Our Hero!

stn: Mammon’s a hero?

monSOLO: Come to think of it, it’s certainly a strange job

L3V1: Live action hero shows and stuff are overflowing!!(4)*

Beelzeburger: I want to try playing the villain

#WorldOfToys #HeroShow

Pajama Night at the House of Lamentation

L3V1: The selection is too cliche(5)

LordDiavolo: I’m interested in Satan’s room

monSOLO: Soup for me

Angeluke: Don’t tell me your favorite person(6) is...

#PajamaNight #UnusualVenue

Pajama Night at the Demon Lord’s Castle

Belphie: Why onesies?

Mammoney: Were there valuables?

Lucifer: Certainly, you aren’t surrendering are you?

ButlerBarb: I have prepared the finest fruits

#PajamaNight #BoardGame

Pajama Party Night

Angeluke: It’s embarrassing!

Mammoney: Arentcha gettin’ too excited, Raccoon?

AsmoBaby: Puzzles are so Luke!

LordDiavolo: Puzzles are nice too

#PajamaNight #PuzzleFun

Pajama Night at Purgatory Hall

AsmoBaby: Mystery hot pot(7) sounds interesting!

Beelzeburger: If it’s a mystery hot pot it sounds like you can eat a lot

stn: It’s a trick, isn’t it, the lots

DDSimeon: Come and stay the night again alright?

#PajamaNight #MysteryHotPot

1. There’s actually no “bring”, but it’s an incomplete phrase that pretty obviously means that 2. This title smushes a bunch of words together: ふわふわ (fuwafuwa, fluffy or soft), あまい (amai, sweet), and のんびり (nonbiri, in a carefree/relaxed way).  Seems like food can be described as ふわあま. 3. HLD (tentatively) stands for “House of Lamentation Devils”, and NYD (tentatively) stands for 嘆きの館デビルズ (Nageki no Yakata Devils) which means the same thing! 4. End my suffering.  I ended up using the “overflow” meaning of たぎる (to boil, overflow, OR cascade down), and actually used とか to mean “among other things” instead of “or something” like I tend to here 5. The word meaning “cliche” here is ベタ (beta), which is probably on purpose, but “beta version” is ベータ so I didn’t want to use that 6. They use 子 (ko) which literally means child, but I think it’s used for a pretty wide age range colloquially. 7. 闇鍋 (yaminabe) is a type of hot pot where everyone brings random ingredients for the stew, so it’s like a potluck hot pot!  It’s also eaten in the dark, so you have no idea what it’s gonna be like.

Masterpost

車の修理はバルバトス整備へ

Beelzeburger: 整備、楽しそうだな stn: バルバトスの肉体労働か L3V1: 二人とも似合わないし Lucifer: 体調には気を付けろ ＃オモチャの世界　＃整備の仕事

ふわあまのんびり

Mammoney: 目的は忘れてねえ！ LordDiavolo: 綿あめも悪くないよ Angeluke: 作戦会議だな！ ButlerBarb: 何とも甘そうですね ＃オモチャの世界　＃合体技

ソーイングレヴィ！

AsmoBaby: ぼくは着る専門♡ L3V1: 自分のセンスに惚れ惚れしたわ DDSimeon: 布を切るのって難しいよね stn: その発想はなかった ＃オモチャの世界　＃コスプレ？

結成！NYD！

Mammoney: アイドルとか意味わかんねぇ monSOLO: 無理は禁物だよ Belphie: アスモだけずるい Angeluke: 最高のステージだった！ ＃オモチャの世界　＃アイドル

ぼくらのヒーロー！

stn: マモンがヒーロー？ monSOLO: 今思えば確かに変な仕事だなぁ L3V1: ヒーローショーとかたぎる！！ Beelzeburger: 悪役、やってみたい ＃オモチャの世界　＃ヒーローショー

嘆きの館でパジャマナイト

L3V1: セレクトがベタすぎる件 LordDiavolo: サタンの部屋、興味があるね monSOLO: 俺はスープだったよ Angeluke: 好きな子ってまさか ＃パジャマナイト　＃珍しい会場

魔王城でパジャマナイト

Belphie: なんで着ぐるみなんだろう Mammoney: 金目のモン、あったか？ Lucifer: まさか、負けてないだろうな？ ButlerBarb: 最高のフルーツを用意しました ＃パジャマナイト　＃ボードゲーム

パジャマパーティーの夜に

Angeluke: 恥ずかしい！ Mammoney: はしゃぎすぎだろ、アライグマ AsmoBaby: パズルってルークっぽい！ LordDiavolo: パズルもいいね ＃パジャマナイト　＃バズル楽しい

メゾン煉獄でパジャマナイト

AsmoBaby: 闇鍋、面白そう！ Beelzeburger: 闇鍋なら量が食えそうだ stn: イカサマしてただろ、クジ DDSimeon: また泊まりにきてね ＃パジャマナイト　＃闇鍋

私はトナカイの着ぐるみがあるが、小さすぎすぎるwww

[stray-tori]

Link Click: commentary + post-watch thoughts (spoilers!)

Comments from while I was watching:

link click episode 2 has one of the best pre-established mechanic jokes I've seen in a while fkdjhd (un-consented high five, smh CXS)

i'm assuming it only happens when Lu is holding a photo (edit: I think it’s when they look at it? bc of the climax... unsure though) though because otherwise they could never hold hands and that'd be very tragic

ahem IS THIS A JOJO REFERENCE 

yooo episode 4 beginning already hitting hard. i love pain... hell yeah

oh. it wasn't real (maybe?). oh well pff- but still nice angst so.

first off, goddamn the angst of witnessing a death in those circumstances with his own trauma oh man ;-; second, thats a setup for main duo (trio?) separation if i've ever seen one (edit: :>)

it’s sobbing time

"i'll do it as a repayment for the milk tea you got me in the rain" "ah. the person who's buying it for you isn't me" me, trying hard to conceil my squealing bc this story is so much more than me having my gay goggles on: haha. aw. :)

THEY WENT OVERSEAS TOGETHER??? *ahem* haha. i am okay. 

AH it's coming together. I love it ohmygod Is Lu going to reject the case bc it's likely that she died oh man bc of CXS’s interference- 

aww man protecc cute but lies hhhhhh

DID- DID THAT GUY JUST USE THE K.O. TISSUE ON HIMSELF BC OF THE SMELL OH MY GOD HE'S SO DUMB idshjd

CHENG XIAO SHI YOU SUICIDAL MFER GET OUT OF THE SERIAL KILLERS CAR and of course the picture is from Emmas case OF COURSE god, CXS. i pray for your sanity in this already 

NO NO NO NO NO ARE THEY SYNCING UP TWO MURDERER ATTACKS RN OR AM I STUPID LU- OH GOD. OH GOD. OH GOD. I KNOW I SAID IT SEEMED LIKE SOMETHING LIKE THIS WAS SET UP BUT I DONT WANT IT ANYMORE- AHHH I LOVE THIS BUT AHHHHHH

oh it was a plan. okay epic. I would have liked to be informed about this more BUT EPIC. also can he appear where he wants??? or did they start the dive in the photo room. very confused. i was prepared for angst oh well.

the predestination paradox is confusing but wooo 

di-did i skip an episode what- (edit: yes, 5.5)

.......... i... i am... quite speechless. this better get a 2nd season. Why can't CXS get a bREAK holy shit

i know i wanted murder but I didnt even get real angst about it T^T what a mean cliffhanger. but interestingggg- seems they're not the only supernatural people around.

They better give me juicy angst if they’ll backpaddle on it.

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idk why episode 5.5 exists as 5.5 and not as a regular episode, it also doesn’t really make sense between 5 and 6 / I don’t think it chronologically belongs there. I think it makes more sense before ep3, that is to say before the basketball-arc. Because it’s weird to have them accept a case when they originally wanted a break / the atmosphere is currently EH-

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the time travel

I’m very confused about the time travel aspect of it... or well not really that, but moreso how they deal with the butterfly effect.

I think they use a sort of predestination paradox, i.e. their timetravels are already included in the present because they come from the future. This is evident in ShanShan’s case.

But I’m confused about it because doesn’t that technically mean that no matter what they change, it isn’t really going to change anything because it already happened that way bc the past includes their timetravels?

But that’s not the case because they sometimes also show an "original" version of the scene they change which implies it did at some point happen that way.

(SPOILERS) I'm concretely talking about ShanShan gushing about the message she got. Which is something we saw before they jumped. But at that point the message was already received so shouldn't what they see be what CXS does (i.e. sitting up, bruting(TM))?

I could accept the paradox of the present including the future time travel already for plot purposes but then they show stuff as if it didn't happen which then confuses me. Esp since we see the security cam picture Update to include CXS later.

The only way i could see it working with that is that... The timeline only "saves" the actions that CXS does IF they change something (i.e. ShanShan gushes but it doesn’t matter, it only matters if she diverted the attack or not. I wonder how she remembers that scene? She just blacks out, like after she drank too much?) - But even then his plotting was integral to it changing so i don't think it could just be ShanShan doing her thing as before and then once the attack happens it switches to CXS's iteration of the scene. And if there was an iteration where they travelled but didn't receive that message, wouldn't ShanShan be dead in the “first” iteration (I mean it’s not completely unlikely that we’re just in the 2nd iteration of the loop in the storyline)? And they would have never gotten that phonecall. Therefore i am just confusion shshsh, like the paradox in itself i can accept but I get confused about the “original way” things happened, especially because it doesn’t consistently jump into it in the middle of a paradox (the ShanShan apartment dive) vs. being the first loop (security camera in the child’s case, in Emma’s case I think it’s the first time Guang entered it so it’s possible CXS would have been on it even if he did it before he dived back -- though technically he checked it out when he denied the case too, so I do think it updated??).

Unless CXS was always on the security cam footage but the police officer seemed to only notice him after he jumped into it, which... confuses me.

I’M JUST CONFUSED AND I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH BRAINCELLS TO DEAL WITH IT.

It makes sense on some abstract plane of existence, I THINK- But i just. low brain.

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final thoughts

I really loved it!! the emotional stuff hits quite heavy; I love how Emma’s case is a sort of throughline through the story, while also being a great pilot, showing off the dark themes pretty quickly.

I hope in s2 we can get more focus on the other characters as well! They’re nice but it does feel like the biggest focus is on CXS, which makes sense. I love how we get only small snippets of how their friendship came to be but I’d still like to see more of that; and of course see how the show deals with multiple supernatural forces (and if that person’s is also something photo-driven or if it’s only present spirit control).

I’m also not sure if they’ll backpaddle on the cliffhanger or if s1 was just the setup for a sort of saving someone timeloop. Which could be quite oof because the show established that death is a major note and all that :) (which does beg the question if red-eyes is a sort of corrective force? after all if it wasn’t for them, Emma would be alive... god,, i can feel the brainfuck already pff-)

Despite my confusion with the time travel it's moreso an exploration of people's lives more than it is a real twist-heavy time travel story anyway (I like how they actually use the mechanic of the time travels, i.e. the clapping, instead of the actual time travel as the finale’s solution!! bc that's much more easy to grasp and therefore feels more established and grounded to me than a purely big brain time travel solution).

Especially because while the existential/logic questions of the timetravel are very confusing, I think the story largely utilizes it in intuitive ways. I just think too much dsuhdjs

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also the op is a banger *head bangs*

also-also I love that the OP can also be understood as “come back from the dive... back in time” as in... “Come back in time”, which... I guess he did not come back in time, huh TvT i’m hurting myself with this interpretation but I love it pff-

[mikimagines]

Imagine this Quiet s/o that doesn’t say much just suddenly start rage quitting for any 4 characters .

i am a rage quitter sometimes. but I don’t destroy my computer or controllers, cause it costs too much to get back :’)

I will make many video game references, get ready.

mod mikan

Kaito Momota

“god damnit just come home qiqi im begging you” you said in your mind but, what where you playing right now?

you were playing the gacha hell of it all.

genshin impact.

the one that makes people lose life fortunes for fictional characters.

kaito was out to do NASA training as you were playing genshin impact with tsumugi.

“Ah don’t worry! I got Mona on my first try and I didn’t even want her!”

also what tsumugi didn’t know that it pissed you off, but you stayed slightly silent..!

finally she left to watch that attack on titan season 4 debut, of course she was...also she wished you luck to bring qiqi home!

When she left you went all over again, getting a sword and a sword then you got Mona, it was slightly good but you wanted qiqi for your sake.

then there it was after almost 210 times, you got a golden one.

but sadly...lmao get this.

it was a qiqi!

....

just kidding!

it was a sword.

“.........................”

“GOD FUCKING DAMNIT”

as you turned around to see a kaito, possibly wondering what the hell is going on.

then you pointed at the screen.

...

“so I guess we both have gambling addictions huh?”

“yep.”

don’t worry, after all the cuddling and whatever lovers do. hahah you finally got her.

FINALLY I CAN NEZUKO RUN!

Fuyuhiko Kuzuruyu

He wasn’t into that gaming shit, he had “better things to do”.

but you didn’t so...!

time to guess the game with your host~

mod mikan!!

alright here we go.

it’s a nintendo switch game, has mini games , and is about Mario and other characters from the Mario series.

alright then! if you guessed “Mario Party!” You are correct!

yep, indeed the fact you were playing Mario party in your room, online with some random strangers.

of course peko checked on you many times.

you asked her to join you but she nicely declined and says it’s orders from her master to check on his lover. you know, just in case.*

(In case that some big rival gang is just going to grab you and take you away while peko and the other guards aren’t looking.)

but moving on, the person who was playing toad made your team fail, On purpose. (you can guess who it is.)

and he was victorious in every single one. It’s a game where we have to win or lose...so we might as well do it.

why? well let’s say he randomly calls you in a middle of a match and makes you fail.

again. and again and again.

damnit kokichi.

then you just rage quit and fell down on your bed done with kokichi.

which leads up to peko and fuyuhiko running up to your shared room to see your head in a pillow screaming.

“FUCKING KOKICHI RUINED IT”

fuyuhiko what the hell did you do to your quiet s/o???

but luckily you weren’t kidnapped like they thought you where as you were yelling.

but you were yelling at a tv screen for a ruined game rigged by kokichi and his members from D.I.C.E.

oops forgot to say that..!

Komaru Naegi

Ah, poor her.

you guys were playing Kirby

(I wonder how you rage over that.)

oh... right.

both of you guys where speed running it.

gosh komaru left for a second to get food

....

“FUCK”

yeah you actually got on your last life since god damn marx took it all.

and now, you guys have to delete your data and start all.over.again.

but komaru was actually shocked, like normally.

I mean she never thought a cute quiet flower like you could ever curse or even yell.

and now it’s going to her family and brother.

ahaha you are going to hear that incident for a long time.

Miu Iruma

With her gorgeous, amazing, beautiful brain she knew you had a voice of a speaker!

oh god.

when you first played guess this...

cuphead.

yes I’m not joking. cuphead

(Damnit now I’m getting flashbacks from...my cuphead phase, don’t ask)

god damn you hated when you died as miu was honestly fighting for your well-being attention for her new invention.

then when you died...in and you were literally so close on killing it.

“GOD DAMNIT” as you threw softly at the controller to your bed.”

“hhhhhh what did I do..??”

you turn around to see a miu.

...

miu.

MIU

“T-that was p-pretty hot y’know, throwing your gaming control like that”

mod mikan was intensely screaming in the inside for writing this.

...

MIU

You are going to hear this incident for the rest of your life.

and she didn’t know you can tell that loudly. Translation: (that was hot)

oh god, that’s miu for us.

(I love her so much.)

[piceuscelus]

The witchers buy a teenage omega (Jaskier) so that they can augment their dwindling population. The Witchers treat their slave like little more than a walking womb, stuffing him full with a half dozen or more pups each year and using him during their ruts even if he's already knocked up. I know birth isn't your thing but if you could focus on how big Jaskier is and how little the witchers care about his comfort as he gets more and more swollen with their young, that would be great :))

hhhhhh anon this is just - hhhhhnnnngggggg jesus christ

i had so many ideas for this and like,,, so many specific things i wanted to try and do but it was just Too Much. i might have to write more if the inspo strikes me tbh.

non-con, breeding, and pregnancy below. (no birth, only vague mentions of babies.)

It’s somewhat rare that an omega is compatible with Witchers, but when they do find one – well.

Jaskier is his name – at least, that’s what the slave trader had told them. What his name is doesn’t really matter, overall; he’s a breeder. The world needs more Witchers, and the easiest way to make them is to find a compatible omega, and he’s a compatible omega. Past that, none of them really care.

When they first buy him, he’s a tiny thing, thin and just barely coming in to his purpose as a womb; his breasts are tiny, his hips barely wide enough for birth, but that’ll change soon enough. It always does. After the first pup, an omega’s body gets the message and adjusts.

And they’ll be giving him much more than just one pup.

– – – – – 

“Present,” Vesemir orders, and the omega squeaks but does as he’s told. Either because he’s been trained or because omegas always do what Alphas say, none of them know, but like his name, it doesn’t matter enough to think on.

Jaskier goes to hands and knees first. Eskel kicks his wrist out from under him. He squeaks again at the kick, but doesn’t protest; instead, he just shifts his arms back and drops his chest to the floor, turning his head so he can press nearly flat. The motion raises his hips higher, but Geralt nudges at his waist to make him lift them even more, until he’s nearly unbalanced on his knees.

“Hands,” Vesemir says, and Jaskier wobbles a little but manages to stretch his hands out behind him so he can grasp at his asscheeks and pull himself open, baring his cunt and his asshole. His cock is just barely long enough to see it past the curve of his pussy, probably a bit longer if he gets hard, but none of them care much about that. It’s not the important part of him, after all.

Vesemir bends and prods at the omega’s asshole, then his cunt, spreading the folds and testing the automatic production of slick by shoving two fingers inside him with no preamble. Jasker makes a sound, shocked, but there’s no pain in his scent and no blood on Vesemir’s fingers, just the first thin, watery beginnings of slick. It’s a good sign, means they’ll be able to fuck him full properly once his body gets the message that he’s being bred. 

“Never had a pup, have you?”

“N-no,” Jaskier mumbles. Vesemir tuts and smacks the tender join of ass and thigh. Jaskier shouts, but quickly tacks on, “Alpha, no, Alpha, I’m sorry.”

“Good,” Vesemir says. “Well, you will with us. More than one. Probably more than a dozen.”

Lambert snorts. “More than that,” he says. “Between the four of us…. Never mind if any of the others join in.”

Vesemir chuckles. “True. Alright, up, omega.” 

Jaskier grunts and scrambles to his feet, shivering when he’s finally standing. He does look good, even with as thin as he is, and he smells like a dream – he’s probably the most fuckable omega they’ve ever found. Just means they’ll be putting a lot of pups into him.

Vesemir reaches out and adjusts the omega’s collar so that the decorated ring is at the front. “We’ll have to get you some matching cuffs,” he muses. “Be easier to get you on the bench if we have something to anchor to.”

“Y-yes, Alpha,” Jaskier murmurs, looking at the floor.

“When’s your heat due?” Vesemir asks.

Jaskier makes a little, thoughtful sound, and there’s a moment’s pause where he clearly does the math in his head. “Two months, Alpha,” he declares, and Vesemir hums.

“Lambert, your rut is closest, right?”

“Two weeks.”

“Right, then you’ll pair with him first. That should trigger his heat, and that way we have a better chance to get him bred with a litter the first time around.”

“What if his heat doesn’t trigger?” Eskel asks. Ever the pragmatist, he’s been the most concerned about the logistics of such a young omega as a breeder since the moment they bought him. “Lambert’s an unfamiliar Alpha.”

“If it doesn’t, we’ll use the potion,” Vesemir says. “It’ll increase fertility anyway.”

Geralt hums. “Lambert’s pairing first,” he says, “but are we joining?”

“After the first two days, sure,” Lambert says. “I’ll be too possessive before that.”

“Fair enough.”

“A-Alpha,” Jaskier mumbles, quiet and shaky.

“What, omega?” Vesemir answers, even though they all turn when he says Alpha.

“Can I – will I have any clothes?”

Vesemir chuckles. “No, omega,” he says. “You’re a breeder. If you’re not pregnant, we’ll be breeding you to get you there. If you are pregnant, we’ll be breeding you to give you a litter. And if we can’t give you any more, well, we’ll be breeding you for the stress relief. Got it?”

Jaskier makes a small noise. “I – y-yes. Alpha.”

“Good, omega. Now, come on. We’ll need to measure you for those extra cuffs.”

– – – – – 

They end up lucky; Jaskier is even more fertile than expected. 

They can all smell it when he catches the first time, when Lambert’s rut starts and he takes Jaskier to the floor without preamble. Jaskier cries out and struggles, but only for a split second before Lambert’s cock is sinking into him and he’s going pliant, instincts much louder than any of his conscious thoughts. He catches on that first knot, which makes Lambert preen like an arrogant knothead.

Never mind that when Jaskier catches again the first time he takes Geralt’s knot, and then again on Eskel’s turn, they both preen the same damn way.

Three for a first pregnancy is a lot, but it’s fine. Omegas are built for birth, for breeding; and if he doesn’t survive it, well – omegas are plentiful. It’ll be harder to find a compatible one, but if they spend a season searching all the slave auctions, it shouldn’t be too hard.

And really, Lambert’s rut is more likely to kill him than the pregnancy.

“Alpha,” Jaskier whines, clearly overwhelmed as Lambert knots him for the fifth time in as many hours. “Alpha.”

Lambert chuckles. “Feel full yet, omega?” he asks, rubbing a large hand over Jaskier’s belly. “You’ve caught three times now – you’re gonna be bedridden, you’ll be so big.”

Jaskier squirms and sobs, thighs trembling as his body milks the knot settled deep in his guts even though it hurts. “Alpha, please.”

“Please what?” Lambert asks. “I’m already giving you more than you could ever want, omega. Got you all nice and knocked up, and you’ll never be empty again. Not if we have any say in it.”

“Too much,” Jaskier pleads, and Lambert snorts.

“Should probably get that phrase out of your vocabulary,” he says. “Oh well. We’ll train you up soon enough.”

– – – – – 

Since Jaskier’s heat had triggered with Lambert’s rut, it means they spend even more time breeding him. Even with him already caught, the heat is vicious, as if his body thinks it can take more.

They’re definitely not complaining. Jaskier makes the sweetest noises strung out on their knots, pained and desperately wanting all at once, and he’s so full of their seed that his belly is swollen no matter how long they leave him to leak. 

“Hell of a claim,” Eskel says, petting over the curve of it as he shoves his knot into Jaskier’s abused hole. The omega gives a choked scream, but his hips jerk back into the pressure all the same, eyes hazy with the heat. “Wonder if he’ll go into heat again like normal after this.”

“Shouldn’t, since he’s caught,” Geralt points out, shoving three fingers into Jaskier’s mouth to muffle his sounds. He sucks at them, sloppy wet and obscene, and Geralt’s cock twitches slowly back to life between his thighs. As soon as Eskel’s knot goes back down, Jaskier will get Geralt’s again.

“Yeah, but this heat is pretty brutal considering he’s already caught. Wouldn’t be the strangest thing I’ve ever seen if he still cycles as usual.”

Geralt hums. “Gods, that’ll be something – knotting him when he’s really swollen. Three pups already – he’s already shaping up to be the best breeder we’ve ever had.”

Eskel grunts and grinds his knot further into Jaskier’s body, making the omega choke on Geralt’s fingers. “Yeah,” he agrees.

Lambert mumbles sleepily where he’s still recovering from his rut. “Still need to train him, too,” he says. “Think it’ll be easier or harder with him carrying?”

“Easier,” Geralt guesses. “He’s already pretty suggestible. Obedient, too. All hopped up on pregnancy hormones and surrounded by alphas I think he’ll be easy to mold.”

“Hope so,” Eskel sighs, giving one more grinding thrust before his knot deflates and he shoves Jaskier’s hips toward Geralt’s lap. It’s easy to turn him, he’s so small and light, and slide right into his hole, gaping wide from the constant use over the last week. 

Jaskier melts into him with a high, pained little noise. “Alpha.”

“You can sleep,” Geralt offers. “We’re not going to stop, but you don’t need to be awake for it.”

Jaskier sucks in a trembling breath. “Oh – oh...okay.”

Geralt snorts and grinds his cock deeper just to feel the way Jaskier’s body spasms around him. 

– – – – – 

“Witcher pups don’t need milk as long,” Vesemir informs Jaskier, as he’s lying bedridden and so round with three pups that he almost looks comical. “You’ll birth, breast feed for two weeks, wean them off for one, and then we’ll give you more.”

Jaskier groans, clearly upset, but doesn’t protest. “Yes, Alpha,” he mumbles. “I – oh.” He jolts and reaches up to rub at his side. “Kicking,” he explains, when Vesemir raises a brow.

“Hm. Well, it’ll be over soon,” he says. “Get some rest. You’re due to go into labor in a handful of days, if that.”

“Yes, Alpha,” Jaskier says.

– – – – – 

The timing of the birth ends up great. Vesemir ends up going into rut almost as soon as Jaskier is ready to be bred again, the triplets weaned. 

He’s exhausted, clearly, bags under his eyes and a frown etched on his face, but none of them care. And he’s obedient, well-trained after an entire pregnancy of being fucked whenever they wanted; when Geralt gets him out of bed just to drag him downstairs and strap him to the breeding bench, he only grunts his discomfort at the pressure on his still-sagging belly.

“Don’t worry,” Geralt reassures him. “It’ll be swollen and full again soon.”

Jaskier mumbles something unintelligible, but when Geralt pets over his cunt, he’s already wet. 

“Good omega,” he praises, chuckling when Jaskier shivers clearly against his will. “Vesemir’s probably gonna give you another three all by himself. Wonder how many we could get you to carry, hm?”

Jaskier just makes more unintelligible noises, but then Vesemir is striding into the room, eyes bright with rut-fever, and Geralt backs up quickly.

Vesemir is mostly silent for his rut, no teasing or humiliating words like the others. For some reason it’s almost worse for Jaskier, being treated entirely like an object.

His cunt is still wet, though, and the more cum Vesemir pumps into him, until the pressure of the bench on his belly is more painful because of the swell, the wetter he gets.

“Look at that,” Lambert whistles, coming in to watch near the end of Vesemir’s rut. “Fucked you all through your pregnancy and you’re still desperate for it. What’s that rule we taught you, omega? Repeat it for me.”

“Whenever, wherever, however,” Jaskier repeats, voice breaking with each of Vesemir’s brutal thrusts. His knot is forming and against his will, Jaskier wants it.

“Again.”

“Whenever, wherever, however,” Jaskier says. Before Lambert can even ask again, though, he’s doing it again, and again, and again, until Vesemir’s knot slams into him and he’s taken in an orgasm he can’t control, body shaking hard enough to rattle his restraints on the bench.

“Good little bitch,” Vesemir growls, and Jaskier just clenches harder onto his knot to milk it.

“Think I’ll have a go when Vesemir’s done,” Lambert muses. “After all, you’re already on the bench. No reason to waste the position, is there?”

Jaskier moans tiredly. “Whenever, wherever, however,” he repeats. 

“Exactly. Good little breeder.”

– – – – –

Jaskier gives them nine pups in his first three years as a breeder. In his fourth year, between Geralt and Eskel’s ruts hitting at the same time alongside Jaskier’s heat, and several fertility treatments, they manage to give him seven at once.

It barely takes two months of that pregnancy for Jaskier to be bedridden and beside himself with the intensity of it. That doesn’t mean they stop using him, though.

Why would it?

Lambert’s rut hits just after Jaskier becomes bed bound. He spends the whole week of it in the same bed as Jaskier, forcing Jaskier to hold his own weight up on hands and knees so Lambert can take his pleasure, filling Jaskier even more full with cum.

“Look at you,” Lambert growls, grinding his knot into Jaskier’s body just to yank it out and then do it again. Jaskier screams with it, arms trembling where he can barely hold himself up, belly heavy and painful as it sways below him with each of Lambert’s movements. “All fucked full with our pups and still so fucking wet for it, like your cunt doesn’t know it’s done it’s job. We got seven this time, think we could get you to nine at once?”

Jaskier sobs. “Alpha,” he pleads. “Alpha, please.”

“Hush, omega,” Lambert orders. “Take your knotting like a good little bitch. What’s your rule?”

“When – ah – whenever, wherever – h-h – ow, however.” 

“Exactly. We get to decide when you’re done being a nice little hole to fuck, not you. Gods, you squeeze so fucking tight when you hurt, fuck.”

Jaskier sobs again, and hears as well as smells Vesemir’s approach. “Alpha,” he mumbles, head dropping. He’s so tired and everything hurts and – oh.

“Yeah, just like that,” Lambert coos. “You always do come on our knots. Such a good little omega. You do know your purpose, don’t you? You just get a little forgetful, sometimes.”

Vesemir chuckles. “Think we should bring the other two in here again? Make him remember for real?”

Lambert laughs, too. “Oh yeah,” he grunts. “Fuck, he feels so fucking good when he’s all sloppy and tense at once like this.”

“Oh, I know,” Vesemir agrees, and a hand cups Jaskier’s jaw. He lifts his head with the pull to find a cock in his face, and he takes it into his mouth with ease, not bothering to repress his gagging or choking as Vesemir slowly fucks his face. They’ve knotted his mouth so he passed out, before; a little gagging is hardly enough to put them off using his body. “Best breeder we’ve ever gotten. Think we’ll keep him once he can’t pop out pups anymore, even. He’s already such a good toy – may as well keep him for it.”

[bunny-rambles]

There’s a high disappointment in Inazuma’s story because everything feels like too much of a mess where they’re just trying to mash up a bunch of completely different stories all into one and failed terribly.

The trailers and story teasers always seem amazing and make you get that excited rush from how well they’re done, but then the actual story comes out and all of that just falls apart.

There were bits and pieces speaking of Signora’s death in the npcs lines, but other than that you really would expect more since it is the death of a fatui harbinger by the blade of a god. We got nothing about how the exact aftermath turned out, but only small bits here and there which really doesn’t do it.

Kokomi was said to have high intelligence and was a very strategic person, yet they messed with the entire story to the point where nothing made sense anymore.

In conclusion, Inazuma’s writing sucked. I understand that the different stories are usually written by different people so matching them all up entirely can be quite challenging, but Inazuma’s story was seriously just too much of a mess. With how the story took a turn from a more peaceful solving of Mond and Liyue to Inazuma’s story where we had to face against a god, you’d have expected more than whatever that was. It was truly disappointing and I honestly do hope that whatever comes next will have a different impact from that of the past.

Yeah long ramblings- though it’s nice to see you doing well ∩^ω^∩

- 🔒

Ahh my lock is growing up sending in such long rambles. Clues in my name, I’m a fan of this stuff hehe.

But I absolutely agree. A complete mess with no real direction, the good ideas being drowned out by the rushed and messy writing. Don’t even get me started on the whole dead sister thing, it was an okay idea but the way they went about was just,,,, no.

But what you mentioned about the trailers is so true !! That Scara reveal? God tier. Him in the game? Eh,,, nice to see him but he was just kind of shoved in there. I love Scara, I do, but what was his purpose there other than to feed us exposition like a stereotypical super villain? But in the trailer he looked… hhhhhh… yeah. And I was so worried for Kazuha. (Why is it in every trailer he’s fighting something- honey no please you’re one of the calmest characters out there) but in the end it’s all very misleading and it’s unfortunate.

However, I think we do have hope. Albedo’s event n Shenhe’s story n actually, Itto’s too, are drastic improvements. The writing has clearly improved since these three have stuck out to be a lot better than what we got. Hopefully with the upcoming patch, it’ll fix some of the things that came along with Inazuma’s writing. Aaaand Enkanomiya is shaping up to be very interesting indeed, there’s so much lore behind it that I haven’t had time to read up on but it’s incredibly interesting.

So, I have hope, and I hope the writing never gets as bad as that Inazuma arc because,,, well, it was just embarrassing, to put it lightly.

[towerofgodscreamblogwink]

reading 64-66 but we all die, i mean we already died in chapters before so we’re just continuing dying, but there’s finally a hug so can we just enjoy a soft moment for a sec - also I’m having big realizations

>bam using white’s technique

WHITE: THAT’S MY BOYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

his head is prolly like: omg someone actually listened to me /  i’m feeling so powerful i’m sobbing my powers finally has been appreciated / what is this proud feeling in my chest / is this what it feels to be a teacher  / sure i can understand now jinsung / oml how do i adopt / wait what the hell did i just think

“Don’t you agree, commander cat?”

EUHFUSEHFSAFASGJDFGHRUGHFDSJFHDSFJSHDFSDFSDF

KING JAHAD

Well now i’m just interpreting it in several different ways

“It’s Cha Cha Real Smooth!!”

hehe

also obligatory khun hehe

bam sorta hot 

YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT REPUTATION

istg if it’s some sort of plot armor for kallavan --

bro this really gives you the vibe of a warfare ending, this is awesome

hhhhhh

can you hear me sobbing already??

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

bam’s fucking gripping him, i am fucking sad.

my emotions has died on this panel.

also i cried here a bit ngl

also i’ve just realized -

khun’s backgroud goes dark

and right after, bam with panel starts shining

oh this symbolism is worrying me

also it suprises me how bam isn’t bothered at all how khun doesn’t care about these souls

I’m not saying it’s a plot hole, rather, something very intriguing about bam - even in s2, when khun wanted to kill rachel - Bam didn’t blame khun for it at all, or held any ill will against him

it’s just amazing they consider each other so close despite having such opposite morals and natures

(also I just saw twitter recently and someone shown that if you invert khun’s colours he literally has brown hair and golden eyes, while if inverting bam’s colours he has LIGHT blue hair and blue eyes. I. This made me think again about ALL the instances this manhwa made a POINT about their differences, and as much as I was aware of it, I WASN’T REALIZING IT’S *THAT* MUCH OF A important narration point -- because after so many moments where khun went that he’s not like bam for example in s1 when he was admiring him for protecting someone, saying *he* wouldn’t be able to do it - then comparing himself to bam when Bam had asked Rachel to go along with her whereas Khun couldn’t do the same with Maria - the moment in s2 where Rachel straight up says Bam’s nothing like Khun. This moment we just had. Siu’s art where Khun and Bam are standing next to each other - Khun on one side of a paper, Bam on other, but both having their backs turned to each other - one keeping his head high, while the other looking down

Holy shit

my point is now we even have their goddamn colours cannonically inverting each other and at this point I refuse to believe this wasn’t done on purpose and -

and as much as they’re the opposites, they’re still each others tho)

also we’re not inviting white to a party.

*enjoying the soft moments after the big sad*

p o e t i c  c i n e m a 

[magioftheseas]

A.I. to AI

Summary: Post-SDR2.5 AU in while a certain Alter Ego and a certain Ultimate Lucky still have some difficulties moving forward.

Rating: T

Warnings: Emetophobia (mild)

Notes: Hhhhhh, World Destroyer/Komaeda...good...and yet so rare. So, here it is. Have fun.

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Komaeda Nagito is

Capricious

Stubborn

Frustrating

Unstable

Desperate

Hopeless

Lovely

Problematic

Through many deep dives, Alter Ego is confident in identifying Komaeda Nagito’s character. As confident as a program can be, although it was not the prerogative to know and understand Komaeda Nagito. The mission was simply to retrieve Komaeda Nagito, the last of the remnants.

It had taken many deep dives. Many methods had to be used. Some involving direct contact from the start, and others requiring more distance, more detachment. All the same, there had been many confrontations.

It is not Alter Ego’s mission to know and understand Komaeda Nagito, but with how much time spent in Komaeda Nagito’s dreamscape, it was inevitable to take notice of and learn such things.

When Komaeda Nagito was extracted—the mission was complete.

That was it.

It was over.

--

It should have been over.

“World Destroyer-kun! Alter Ego-kun! Destroyer-kun? Ego-kun? Which would you prefer I call you?”

“I have no preference.”

“I do know another Alter Ego-san,” Komaeda was saying. Acting sweet and cheerful. As if there isn’t somewhere else he should be. “The one made by the Ultimate Programmer. They’re much more polite and pleasant than you are.”

“And yet, I am the one you are speaking to.”

Komaeda laughs, smiling without care. But there are signs of tension from the tightness of his shoulders to even the way his elbow dug into the table’s surface with his chin pressing down hard into his fleshy palm. Only the mechanical limb was able to remain completely still.

“You are troubled,” is the obvious observation to make. “I presume it is about the other remnants and my master.”

“Your presumptions would be correct,” Komaeda says. His smile is twitching around the corners. The typical sign of contradictory emotions. Of admiration and irritation. “If you already know, then I don’t have to explain anything, right?”

“Explanations would be...” A pause. “Unnecessary.”

Komaeda seems pleased with that answer, but somewhere in the back of Alter Ego’s coding was the curious thought if that had been the correct response.

How irritating.

--

Among the methods, there had been direct contact. Komaeda Nagito does not remember this, but these attempts are in fact stored in Alter Ego’s data banks. If one knew how to dig, the footage of those attempts could be replayed. All taken from Alter Ego’s vacant gaze at the time.

A gaze that caught Komaeda Nagito in a state of shock. Which had observed and scrutinized the way Komaeda Nagito shrank in on himself, pulling further and further away from the program’s prodding.

“I’m already at peace, so don’t bother me anymore,” Komaeda Nagito had said. “You’re—an annoyance.”

Irritating.

--

 “Destroyer-kun!”

“Is that the name you have decided on?”

“If you have a problem with it, just say so!”

“I have nothing to say.”

Once again, Komaeda Nagito has visited. How did Komaeda Nagito even find this place?

The answer was obvious.

(“It was just good luck!” Komaeda Nagito had exclaimed, looking so unbearably joyful. “And after spraining my wrist...! It was only a matter of time before something good happened!”)

“I made my own coffee today,” Komaeda was saying now. “It was so awful! So brutal! A truly contemptible and pitiful attempt! I got so sick that I threw up in the sink!” His spirited performance turned downcast in a heartbeat. “Koizumi-san was quite cross with me. According to Owari-san, the smell was so awful.”

“Yes, bile does have a stench,” was the dry, unimpressed response. “The odor gets worse depending on what was ingested.”

“Oh, Destroyer-kun,” Komaeda mourns. “I just keep messing up around them. No matter what I do, I can’t help being wretched!”

“That mistake...was hardly serious.”

For some reason, Komaeda’s distraught expression was troubling. Had he, a program, developed a bias? A proximity bias? If so, that was a bug.

One that his master needed to patch out. His master would have to be informed. Informed of the displeased reaction that comes about simply because Komaeda Nagito is distressed.

“It’s not just that mistake,” Komaeda sighs next. “It’s—surely you know the saying. The straw that breaks the camel’s back?”

“I am aware, but that perspective is flawed.” It was aggravating. Truly aggravating. Perhaps not a mere bug but a virus in how vicious this sensation became. “You are not...”

The sensation gets aggressive. It threatens to consume the entire system. It gets to the point where he needs to be reset, but—

Komaeda is...

“I’m sorry,” Komaeda is apologizing. Komaeda gives such a miserable smile. “I’m troubling you, aren’t I?”

“No.” Immediate. Almost panicked. “No, Komaeda...”

“Ah.”

Komaeda blinked at him. His expression changed. Eyes went wide, mouth parted open. An expression of surprise.

“...I didn’t think a program could make an expression like that.” Then, a laugh. “Oh, wait, what am I even saying? You’re not even the first advanced artificial intelligence I’ve ever met.”

Komaeda seemed taken aback but tickled nonetheless. When faced with something incomprehensible, it was...understandable to simply take it in bewildered stride.

“I meant to reassure you,” he realizes now. “But it appears I am inadequate at such a task.”

“It’s alright,” Komaeda says with such sincerity. “Just your intent rather warmed my heart, Destroyer-kun. You’re such a kind person. I wonder who you got that from...?”

Komaeda ponders this as if he doesn’t already know the answer. As if that very answer doesn’t cause Komaeda’s smile to falter.

“Thank you, Destroyer-kun,” Komaeda says next, and it will have to do for now.

--

Komaeda visits him regularly. Not every interaction is worth remembering, but he finds that he perks up regardless. Sometimes, Komaeda won’t converse much; instead just settling down in the chair with a coffee. Sipping demurely and rubbing exhaustion from his eyes. The only sounds that transpired would be Komaeda’s breathing, the whirl of his robotic arm, and the buzzing of the program.

Komaeda would finish his coffee, give him a simple smile, would leave, and repeat.

Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

And then, Komaeda lays his head down in front of him.

“Let me rest for a bit,” he tiredly requests. Silence is taken as acquiesce, and it isn’t long before Komaeda Nagito drifts off into slumber.

It’s strange.

That position is not comfortable, and yet, Komaeda Nagito sleeps with ease. Perhaps the other had simply been exhausted—but perhaps Komaeda Nagito felt secure here. With only a mere AI for company, Komaeda Nagito was relaxed.

But not as relaxed as he had been in the program, surrounded by friends who cared for him and encased by a world designed to keep him safe.

He does wonder if Komaeda Nagito yearns for that place despite having verbally dismissed it in the past. He likely does. Komaeda Nagito may have been sincere in the thoughts and feelings he expressed, but he wasn’t very honest to himself. What a frustrating contradiction.

And, yet, the artificial intelligence that has long since fulfilled its objective...cannot help but find this person fascinating.

Fascinating and lovely.

How could something like this happen?

--

He watches Komaeda Nagito sleep.

He watches Komaeda Nagito sleep.

He watches Komaeda Nagito sleep.

Komaeda Nagito sleeps.

Komaeda Nagito does not wake up even when the door opens.

“So this is where he is,” his master sighs. His master looks a bit ragged but also relieved to see Komaeda’s hunched shoulders. No matter the occasion, his master strides forward with grace and purpose. His master then lightly takes those hunched shoulders.

“Do you plan to awake him?” he asks, and it is strange, isn’t it, to have this be the first question he has asked his master in so long. “He has been sleeping well up until now.”

His master flinches the slightest bit even though that response should have been expected. Perhaps, his master is fatigued enough to impair his instincts.

“I...” His master swallows. Nervously. “I do know that he’s been visiting you as of late... Alter Ego.”

Alter Ego is not surprised to hear this. Obviously, his master would have known. Why, then, does his master look so uncertain?

“Master,” he says and asks with all the grace that can be generated from a machine, “Are you feeling insecure?”

There is a reason why there is no such thing as a ballerina android. Subsequently, this is why artificial conductors are much more inefficient for orchestras than human ones are.

“That obvious, huh,” his master mutters as if the dryness of the question had rubbed him raw. His master sighs. Inhale, exhale. His master regards his creation with brief disdain before it’s blinked away, leaving behind a vulnerable, insecure human.

A human which is still more capable than a machine.

“Komaeda really likes you,” that human says, like he can’t believe it or understand it either. “Komaeda would rather be around you than anyone else. Including me.”

“It...” Alter Ego processes this, and finally, finally, he comes to a logical explanation. “It is not about liking me. It is about the simulation of companionship with none of the expectation nor the baggage. Komaeda Nagito is lonely, but he fears intimacy. With a mere program, he has nothing to fear.”

The human—Hinata Hajime, Kamukura Izuru, no, simply his master—blinks at him.

“I suppose that is one explanation,” he says slowly. “But, it’s never that simple. Not with people, and especially not with Komaeda.”

“That seems like a generalization, master,” Alter Ego points out.

“It is, but... Urgh. You’re basically saying that Komaeda finds you unfulfilling, which is a bit...” His master shook his head. “That... Do you really know for sure if that’s true?”

...

Machines are not designed to feel pain. And he in particular was not given the capacity to come even close to pain due to his purpose. To feel pain himself would have been counterproductive. His master had known that. Thus, his master had taken great pains to ensure that he would never feel pain.

Still, Alter Ego had paused and mulled that painful question over.

“It is a sound explanation,” he decides on, but his gaze lingers on Komaeda Nagito.

Komaeda Nagito, who murmurs so softly in his sleep. Smacks his lips. Looks at peace.

“I guess it is beyond your capacity for understanding.”

Alter Ego snaps back to attention. His master regards him coldly and warily. Irritated and insecure. Since he understands his master, it does not bother him.

“If Komaeda Nagito thinks himself fond of me...”

He is mistaken.

That is what Alter Ego should say, but for one reason or another, he can’t bring himself to continue.

It doesn’t matter. His master can fill in the blanks, and given by the way his brow furrows and his expression darkens, his master does just that.

Soon after, though, his master’s look softens.

“It’s a good thing,” he sighs. “It’s great that Komaeda’s not completely keeping to himself and that he’s socializing at all, but... I just wish he’d give us another chance. Sure, not everyone’s willing to welcome him back but... We should get the opportunity to try, right?”

“You cannot force him,” Alter Ego points out. “Komaeda Nagito is not obligated. He should approach you because he wants to.”

Not to mention—

“If you respect his feelings, you should not be having this conversation that he can overhear.”

His master laughs. It’s harsh and lacking mirth, but when his master turns his attention to Komaeda and pats his shoulder, he’s nothing short of gentle. Gentle while wearing a melancholy smile.

“Both of us would be able to see right through him,” his master says. “It’s taken a lot, but I think I understand him well enough.” Idly, almost without thinking, his master moves his hand from Komaeda’s shoulder to card through the fluffy white strands. “I’ll help the others understand, too. So that when he’s ready...”

His master trails off. His master stops. His master shook his head.

“Komaeda...will end up hurting his neck if he sleeps like this. I’m gonna take him to his room, okay?”

His master hoists up Komaeda Nagito with ease. Holds him close and secure. Gives Alter Ego one last wry smile before heading out.

Alter Ego simply watches him go.

--

“Destroyer-kun, do you think I could speak to you in person?”

Komaeda fidgets. He’s visibly sheepish.

“Did something happen?” is asked in return instead of giving a proper response.

“It’s not that I dislike talking to a screen, but I’d like...” Komaeda trails off, his cheeks pink. He sputters softly, jaw working on the words he can’t bring himself to say. “That is...if it’s okay with you... Obviously I understand if...mm...”

“Is that really what you want?”

“Yes!” Komaeda’s chirpy response was immediate. “But is that okay?”

It would be best to decline.

“It is fine. There just has to be a degree of setup first. Follow my instructions closely, Komaeda Nagito.”

“O-Oh I don’t want to risk breaking anything.”

“It is fine. Even the total destruction of this island wouldn’t be the end of my existence.”

“Ooh!” Komaeda lights up. “Just like Hinata-kun and Kamukura-kun, then!”

Komaeda looks so happy.

It’s dazzling even with a screen in-between, but he is durable so it will be fine.

It has to be.

--

“Hey. Can you hear me?”

Komaeda Nagito wakes up on the beach.

“...Destroyer-kun?”

Komaeda Nagito blinks up at him owlishly but when he takes his hand, it’s with a desperate grip.

“It worked,” he breathes. “It really...”

“I had thought the setting being the same as the initial Neo World Program would be easiest to work with,” is explained as Komaeda Nagito is helped up. “How long do you plan to stay here?”

“Not long, I just...” Flushing, Komaeda is smiling so wide it looks painful. Yes. It is difficult to take, and yet—it is nice. “I wanted to talk to you. But...”

Komaeda Nagito does not let go of the other hand. If anything, he grips that hand even tighter.

“I...wanted it to be like this. Selfish, right?”

“It is human. But—if you wished for intimacy, my master...” Strange. He ends up trailing off. “My master...”

Komaeda Nagito squeezes his hand briefly. Once again.

“I’m not like that with them yet,” he said. Softly. But, in a way where significance ran underneath the words. Tucked under that light, airy chucker. “Destroyer-kun is my only friend for now.”

“I...”

Strange.

The words.

Wouldn’t—

“But even when I do manage to muster up my courage, I’m not going to forget you,” Komaeda went on, promised—seriously, this guy—“Destroyer-kun. The last thing I want is for you to be lonely.”

“I...do get lonely.” He blinked. Multiple times. “When I think of how you should be with your peers, I get lonely.”

“You’ll come with me,” Komaeda said suddenly. “We’ll work to better ourselves together. You’re much too capable to simply be left to rot.”

“My purpose is fulfilled.”

“Helping the world is surely more fulfilling than talking with me,” Komaeda says so easily with such assertion. “It’s no good to be so aimless, Destroyer-kun! Let’s do our best! You can even talk to other AI! We’ll both be among our peers, but we’ll still be friends, too...”

He wondered if that would truly be the case. It seemed silly that someone called the World Destroyer could build relationships with others—and yet...his relationship with Komaeda Nagito was undeniable.

Perhaps, it would be fine?

No.

It had to be fine.

“We can’t stay like this,” he realizes. “The world is open to us, and we must go there.”

“Yes,” Komaeda agreed, melancholy but resolute. “We’ll go together. You helped me out of the program, so I feel wretched for continuing to ask for your support, but...”

“You are offering yours in return, Nagito,” he said. “It’s fine.”

Komaeda smiles so brilliantly that it was too much for the simulation and the program. But, he shone with a hope that made the World Destroyer smile once again.

[transsexualhamlet]

sherlock holmes reactions part six (aka me losing my mind over the final problem)

Hi, I am once again reminding you all that I've formed a parasocial relationship with the crackhead detective 👍 This made me overly emotional for the fact that he didnt even die

But like

hhhmmmmmmmm those were certainly an interesting 14 pages

Yeah, I already made a post about how the final problem relates to yuumori's final problem and how incredibly sexy it is but yes now I'd just like to relay to you how absolutely heart brocken i am over this lol I will eventually get to reading the post hiatus stories i just. I haven't emotionally recovered from this yet

Yelling below the cut somehow this reaction feels longer than the story itself. but it's about half cracking jokes and half sobbing so be prepared

I mean, starting off strong with "well yknow since i got married my and sherlock's Very Intimate Relations had to be modified and all but we hadnt seen each other in a while so it was kind of jarring to see him crawling in my second story bedroom window clutching Wounds and closing the shutters absolutely fucking wasted losing his mind over some dude named moriarty"

We've been over this but. Oh my god why are they gay

I just like????? Imagine how fucking bizzare that would be to just see your old homie crawl into your window bleeding on your floor and asking to exit the other way in case he's followed like "hey bro can we Talk i hope you're not busy" WHAT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO, SAY HE IS? Imagine watson just like "no dude I'm fucking busy go get killed"

But legitimately. That's certainly something. And like, I see a lot of books starting like this lmao but. Holmes's stuff usually starts off kind of easily with watson going "yeah so lately ive been Experiencing Sherlock Holmes" and spend 20 minutes on exposition with them having a Conversation but no. mans just fucking escaped a hitman and went directly to his boyfriend's house having apparently Never Before In His Goddamn Life mentioned his actual nemesis to this guy. How the FUCK has watson never heard of him before.

And how sherlock starts talking about it isn't any less funny he's just like "UHHH SO THERE'S THIS GUY. THIS ABSOLUTE MAN. AND HES REALLY IMPRESSIVE I MEAN HES LIKE SUPER FUCKING SMART AND HES LIKE DOING CRIMES????? SO I LIKE. I NOTICED AS I DO BUT HE NOTICED THAT I NOTICED AND I MIGHT HAVE MADE A LITTLE FUCKY WUCKY DUDE CAN YOU HELP ME LIKE. FLEE THE COUNTRY" and watson's like my dear sherlock What The Fuck

Im also loving how he calls moriarty a "mathematical celebrity" awhi;grih;oaewhhta;ioh;iaewh;ii;oewh;eh;rg mans just. ok lol hes a Math Celebrity that had to quit his math teacher job because EVERYONE JUST KNEW HE WAS A CRIME LORD LIKE THEY TOOK ONE LOOK AT HIM AND WENT MANS DEFINITELY HAS BODIES IN HIS BASEMENT I DONT WANT HIM TEACHING HERE

But yeah, it was interesting to see what the big deal about og moriarty was... especially since the deal simply did not deliver. There was not really a big deal. It's like reading the first chapter of a book and immediately skipping to the climax. Everything is so hyped up and clearly having been building for years and you just get like NO CONTEXT. I swear Moriarty wasn't goddamn mentioned any time before this. He's just suddenly the big guy and watson has just never fucking heard shit about this guy.

What's so funny about this whole situation is that I just. Cannot objectively know anything about Moriarty at all because sherlock just... does not go into what this dude's alleged crimes even were, other than. The fact that he like. Does them. He's just really involved in crimes. How? Why? For how long? In what way? For what purpose? NO FUCKING CLUE HE JUST. HE JUST DOES. And there's nothing to really suggest that Moriarty was honestly a really evil guy. They're all like trust me he was just. he was just really bad but show absolutely No examples of being such. The most evil thing we saw Moriarty do personally was call sherlock stupid for letting him get into the apartment. And even then he immediately followed it up with complimenting him lol

yeah, my impression of Moriarty was like. I expected him to be worse, honestly. I expected him to be like a cartoon villain because he was kind of made out to be one and then he's just honestly a really polite and refined guy?? Mans strolls the fuck into 221B like hi shawty and it is Not like yuumori obviously man's holding a gun but like. What the fuck they are just. They have never met before but They Clearly Have and it's. its so weird

Like honestly I don't dislike og moriarty. He's really what william tried to be (and fucking failed, but beside the point) but like. Dude's so powerful and for what. He just walks into the apartment with No Pretense like why sherlock holmes is that a revolver or are you just happy to see me oh my goodness you are a dolt why would you hold the gun that way. disgusting. disgraceful. dreadful. Oh my god. I love him I'm sorry

abngnahhghifeah;iewh and Why does sherlock describe him like that hes like "MANS A REALLY REFINED LIZARD /pos" HIEHIFEHW:HGIHOEWFEEW FOR WHAT. FOR W H A T

baaaaaaaaghhhhhh but likeeeee they went STRAIGHT to "you know what I'm here for" "you know how I'm going to respond" "well then" "yeah" "mhm" "damn well it really do be like that sometimes" "ur really smart by the way" "im fucking aware let's kill each other as we both Thought in our Minds" "yes lets" AHDHDHDHDFS WTF THIS IS INSANE

But damn uh. mutual destruction my beloved this is very different from sherliam but im not. im not. opposed to it tucks hair behind ear

I just. Holy shit they really went "if you destroy me I will ensure that we both go down hand in unlovable hand" "I wouldn't mind that"

Annnnd I just noticed that the actual lines for this part kind of. that kind of happened in chapter 31 when sherlock was like i would Gladly die to take down the lord of crime and william was like. hahahah yeahNO NO NO NO

BUT SERIOUSLY THO IM LOSING MY MIND OVER HOW SHERLOCK SAYS THIS WHOLE THING TO WATSON AND HES LIKE DAMN SHAWTY HES LIKE THE REASON FOR HALF THE CRIME IN THIS CITY BUT HES SO NICE THO??? LIKE I EXPECTED HIM TO BE TOUGH AND EVERTHING NO HES JUST SOME POLITE PROPER UNDERSTANDABLE MAN WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE VERY DIABOLICAL shawty is having a Crisis

And then watson is like wowww that was cool you wanna spend the night and sherlock is like "UNFORTUNATELY BESTIE I AM BEING FUCKING TRACKED DOWN ID LIKE YOU TO NOT DIE WITH ME"

This bit gave me a Moment Moment because oh my god. Then watson is like "no shut up i'm coming with you i don't care" and i just had to Take A Minute because THEY SWITCHED PLACES AAH SHERLOCK IS TRYING TO KEEP WATSON SAFE NOW AND WATSON IS NOW MORE RECKLESS BC OF HIM AND. AHHHH

Completely random but. How sherlock still refers to 221B as "our rooms" to watson even though watson hasn't lived their in years........ shawty i am emotional.........

SO THEY GODDAMN FLEE THE COUNTRY TOGETHER BC WATSON SAYS THEY HAVE TO STICK TOGETHER AND SHERLOCK HAS A MOMENT WHERE HE'S LIKE YEAH NEVERMIND PLEASE GO HOME WATSON AND WATSON IS JUST LIKE. NO. AND HSERLOCK IS LIKE. DAMN OK I HAVE NEVER HEARD YOU SAY THAT BEFORE

But. Ok as funny as this is. They have this fucking Conversation on the train to switzerland where sherlock is like "I have not lived in vain" and watson is like "YOURE NOT DYING" and hes like "i have not lived in vain. like i said. this will not be a bad way to die" UHHHHHH DAMN SHAWTY

hhhhhh and it just Gets. it. it. it Gets. These fuckers get to switzerland and they stay in a hotel and then leave for reichenbach but watson gets this goddamn letter telling him that hes needed at the hotel to basically save this lady's life. And he doesn't. Like. he doesn't even want to go he's like FUCK IT SHE CAN DIE IM NOT LEAVING YOU but sherlock convinces him to go fULLY KNOWING THE LETTER WAS FUCKING FAKED BY MORIARTY JUST AS A PLOY TO GET HIM ALONE

AND THEN HE JUST. WENT ANYWAY AND WATSON HAD TO WATCH HIM JUST LIKE GODDAMN WALK OFF INTO THE SUNSET LIKE "LITTLE DID I KNOW THIS WOULD BE THE LAST TIME I WOULD SEE HIM BUT IT JUST. IT HAD THAT VIBE YKNOW"

God I just. Wow sherlock really did that huh. He really went and did that. And I went over it in the post about this compared to yuumori but it just RUINED me how watson just. Never saw what happened and there's just so little information about it that all they have is these assumptions and pieces that just suggest that these guys met up, walked up to the goddamn waterfall having a nice civil conversation about how talented and smart they both were at this and how they revealed their methods to each other and complimented them because of course they did

And they just sat up there talking to each other so long and Moriarty legit waited politely or even possibly was the one that suggested he write a letter to watson in which sherlock just went "damn lol moriarty's pretty nice actually anyway uhhhh sorry watson ily ✌" and just like. left it up there in his damn cigarette box

But just like. damn the insinuation that moriarty just sat there and watched while he wrote that entire goddamn letter, sealed it up, and then got up and went alright buddy let's go but it makes no goddamn sense if they wanted to actually kill each other and assure they themselves would survive I could name like 23 different ways they could have managed it so easily and they Didn't. they were really set on mutual destruction huh. There's no way they were even trying to do anything but Die Together at that point and that's Something huh

It absolutely baffles me how they could say that these guys had plummetted like, holding each other tho. Like. ok lol but How Do You Even Know

It was certainly a ride. But the fact that Watson had to actively try to think like Sherlock to figure out what happened in the scene was just. The cherry on top. Especially after they'd consciously started to switch roles in this i just. Damn.

In conclusion uhhhhhhhh gay people real I suppose

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW

↳ Pairing: Choi Soobin x Reader

↳ word count: 1.7k words

↳ rating: PG

↳ genre: fluff, this is so cheesy and cliche hhhhhh but its meant to be like that, once again i want beomgyu and taehyun to be my friends

a/n: anon from a few hours ago was right but also askjdsajkshajsa this is so cheesy??????????? :((((((((((((((((( im so adsjnjadsjhsadhjsad

Beomgyu’s knuckles pounded on the door, screaming.

Beside him stood Taehyun, his hands in his pockets and eyes incredulously boring onto his best friend with confusion.

Beomgyu continued screaming, his hand still rapping on the door.

“Beomgyu, shut up!”

“Oh, Y/N, you’re still alive,” Beomgyu replied, stopping his screaming. “Y/N, come out and eat lunch with us!”

Behind Taehyun and Beomgyu was one of the boys’ maids, dusting the photo frames in hallway.

Taehyun shot an apologetic look at the older woman, who only smiled.

If the woman was weirded out, it wasn’t apparent as she continued on her way.

Taehyun looked back at Beomgyu who started screaming again, knocking on the door.

His phone pinged with a text.

Choi Soobin: hi taehyun, im on my way. can you keep beomgyu occupied for a while?

Taehyun cleared his throat.

“Hey, gyuu?”

Beomgyu stopped, turning back to him.

“What’s up?”

“Maybe she’ll come out if we make her favorite food ourselves?” Taehyun suggested, wincing when she remembered how useless both of them were at cooking.

That’s why the only home-cooked food they ate was Y/N’s and made by Beomgyu’s on-call chef.

Despite this, Beomgyu gasped.

“Yes, let’s make Y/N’s favorite food!” Beomgyu nodded enthusiastically, knocking on the door once more. “Taehyun and I will make Carbonara for you!”

Taehyun winced as he was dragged to the kitchens, pulling his phone out to send a quick text.

Taehyun: beomgyu and i are going to be in the kitchens. i told the guards you were coming.

Choi Soobin: thank you. im here.

Y/N laid face-down on the bed, snapping up when she hear Beomgyu scream something concerning.

“Taehyun and I will make Carbonara for you!”

This was followed by a loud pitter-patter of footsteps fading away.

“Wait, no!”

Y/N gasped, falling off the bed.

Beomgyu and Taehyun can’t cook to save their lives.

“Guys, you’ll burn the house down!” Y/N squeaked from her position on the ground.

As soon as she sat up, she heard loud tapping on her window.

She turned to see pebbles hitting her window, which faced the garden.

“Who the hell—“ Y/N muttered under her breath, nearing the window to see a figure downstairs.

“Soobin?”

The said boy poked his tongue out as he picked up pebbles from the ground, cradling it in his arms and aiming to shoot it towards the window.

Y/N glared as she opened her window, making the boy gasp and smile.

“Y/N!”

“What the fuck are you doing to this window, you delinquent?”

Despite her harsh tone and words, Soobin shot her a bright smile.

“I found you.”

Y/N froze, his words sounding familiar.

Her grip tightened on the window sill, training her eyes up to the sky.

Soobin’s eyes softened as he gazed at the girl, who still looked perfect in his eyes.

She was decked in a loose white sweater that he recognized as Beomgyu’s, her hair was down in waves and her face bare of any make-up.

The girl ran a hand through her hair, clearing her throat as she looked back at the boy.

“What are you doing here?” She asked. “How did you find me?”

Soobin only shrugged, smiling.

“Does Beomgyu even know you’re here?”

He shook his head no.

“Please don’t tell him,”

Y/N pursed her lips, looking down.

“Soobin, you should go,”

Once again, he shook his head no and looked around.

“Ah, there’s no tree,” Soobin sighed, looking back up at the girl. “Can you come down?”

Y/N frowned, looking at the boy with a sigh.

“Y/N,” he called, looking at the girl with pleading eyes. “Please. Come down.”

The girl bit her lip and closed her window sill.

“Y/N?” Beomgyu gasped as Y/N passed by the kitchen on her way to the living room.

She shot him a quick look, opening the door to exit the house.

Taehyun grasped Beomgyu’s arm as he made a move to follow her, shaking his head and dragging him up the second floor.

Y/N slowly made her way to the garden, to see Soobin.

He stood there, perfect and proper—not a single strand of hair out of place.

He smiled, stretching a bouquet of white roses towards her.

“I remembered how you told me that you found white roses prettier than red ones,” Soobin explained as Y/N gingerly took the bouquet.

“Soobin, look,” Y/N sighed. “I understand, I got the message,”

“Huh?” Soobin frowned.

Y/N looked back up at him.

“You don’t have to apologize, or let me down properly. I understood very well,” Y/N smiled sadly and turned to leave. “Thank you for trying to apologize, anyway.”

Soobin sighed, looking up at the sky and pocketing his hands.

He cleared his throat.

“Can you imagine? What would happen if we could have any dream?”

Y/N stopped in her tracks.

Soobin’s soft voice continued.

“I wish this moment was ours to own it, and that it would never leave,”

Y/N slowly turned, looking back at the boy.

He smiled softly at her, fidgeting in his place.

“Then I would thank that star that made our wish come true,”

Y/N stayed still as Soobin made his way closer, his hand reaching out to take hers.

She was dead silent, making Soobin sigh in nervousness before continuing.

“Cause he knows that where you are is where I should be, too,”

Y/N looked at his eyes, her eyebrows furrowed as she observed him.

Suddenly, the sprinklers and the spotlights opened.

The speakers Beomgyu installed in the gardens, which Y/N always scolded him for because it was unnecessary, found its purpose as it blasted music that Soobin sang along to.

“Right Here, Right Now,”

Soobin’s hand found Y/N’s chin, lifting it up as water rained down on them.

He smiled delicately as tears filled Y/N’s eyes.

“I’m looking at you, and my heart loves the view.

Cause you mean everything.”

Y/N softly laughed in embarrassment, wiping tears and the raining water off her face.

“This is so cheesy,” She commented as Soobin smiled and continued.

“Right here, I promise you somehow,”

Soobin leaned his forehead on hers and intertwined their hands, closing his eyes.

“That tomorrow can wait for some other day to be,

But right now, there’s you and me,”

He opened his eyes, and smiled at Y/N as the music continued.

“I’m not gonna sing,” Y/N said. “I’m still mad at you,”

“I know,” Soobin said, moving his hands to her waist. “and I’m sorry,”

Y/N lowered her eyes.

“Chaewon, she’s—“

“Sure, I love her, but not like you think,” Soobin said, kissing her wet hair as the sprinklers continued to soak them. “Y/N, it’s you. I’m in love with you,”

Y/N slowly pulled away and looked back up at Soobin.

“Huh?”

He smiled delicately, looking down at the girl of his dreams.

“I told her that,” Soobin said, tucking a lock of wet hair behind her ear. “that I’m in love with you. That I’m so in love with you that losing you means losing my mind,”

Y/N blinked in surprise.

“Y/N, you were the best thing has ever happened to me,” Soobin explained. “And if you don’t believe me, I’d gladly show you everything me and Chaewon talked about. I would do anything you want to make it up to you, just—please,”

Y/N bit her lip as Soobin tightened his grip on her.

“Please, just don’t leave me alone,” Soobin whispered.

“Soobin,” Y/N started as Soobin looked down at her, loving eyes soft and anxious.

It was almost like he was gearing up for rejection.

Y/N reached her hands up to run through his hair and cup his face.

“The time I spent away from you made me lose my shit and realize that I was way worse without you than I was without her,” Soobin confessed. “I can’t forgive myself if I didn’t try, Y/N. You were something I can’t give up,”

Y/N chuckled through the newly formed tears in her eyes.

“You’re so corny,” Y/N commented before pulling him down to meet his lips with hers.

It was almost like the sprinklers rained water harder on them as they kissed.

It was smooth, passionate—no fireworks, not even sparks.

Just Soobin.

She couldn’t feel anything but him as she clutched tighter on Soobin, his hands pulling her closer to him—afraid to let go as if she was going to fade away.

Y/N pulled away and brushed the wet hair sticking to his forehead.

“I love you,”

Soobin laughed, picking her up and twirling her around.

Y/N shrieked in surprise, holding onto his shoulders.

“Soobin, Soobin, what the fuck!” She shrieked as Soobin laughed loudly.

“Fuck,” Soobin muttered as he set her down. “I’m so happy,”

Y/N smiled as he leaned back down to plant another kiss on her lips.

She giggled through the kiss as she reciprocated, Soobin picking her up again to twirl her with their lips connected.

Y/N smiled as he pulled away, forehead still connected to his.

“By the way, how did you pull this off?”

Soobin looked up at the second floor, smiling as he spotted two figures by the window sill.

“Over there,” He pointed.

Y/N turned and gasped.

With narrowed eyes, Beomgyu stood by the window with the sprinklers’ remote in his hands.

Taehyun bounced in his place as he waved a phone—the bright red album cover of High School Musical visibly playing.

Beomgyu mimed gagging, his loud fake vomit sounds audible as Taehyun screamed “You guys are disgusting,” from their spot.

Beomgyu cranked the sprinkler levels higher as Y/N laughed, leaning her head on Soobin’s chest.

Soobin only laughed, clutching her tight to him.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

Y/N pulled away and looked back up at him, her hand brushing his wet hair.

“I thought you’d never ask,”

Soobin smiled, leaning back down and crashing his lips on hers once again—the music still steadily playing at the background alone with Taehyun and Beomgyu’s noises.

Tomorrow can wait,

for some other day to be.

But right now there’s you and me

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