#Three questions

[sailoreuterpe]

louigan?

I ship it!

What made you ship it? @babsvibes was so kind and supportive over my BLT Burgers stories that I felt obligated to at least give louigan a chance. I still don't enjoy some of the aspects of the ship or how they canonically met. However, I will honestly admit that louigan is probably my second or third favorite Bob's Burgers ship at this point, behind only BLT Burgers and possibly tedmort.

What are your favorite things about the ship? Logan and Louise don't hold back with each other for any reason; not age, gender, nothing. They inspire each other to be more creative and passionate. At the same time, they will work together if needed and will be merciful if warranted. One of my other favorite ships (newmann from Pacific Rim) is similar. I can enjoy enemies-to-lovers if I feel that the characters are on roughly-equal ground.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? I don't think that the age gap is that big of a deal as long as you age up the characters. Age gaps are not inherently abusive or unhealthy. On the flipside, I don't particularly enjoy the age gap; as long as it's not the focal point of a story, I'm fine.

[crepesuzette2023]

Do you like Gogol's 'The Nose'?

2. Do you enjoy Turkish Delight/ loukoum/ lokum?

3. Have you ever done automatic writing, or similar experimental writing?

(for the anonymous questions, only I'm not anonymous) 🙂

These are fascinating question, paper apricot, thank you!

1.) I thought it was interesting to read it, because it's such a classic, and knowledge = good. But it didn't leave a lasting impression...by which I mean: there wasn't any emotional punch that still resonates or tingles or aches? If that makes sense.

2.) YES. A LOT. I also enjoy the book and the movie Turkish Delight. :-)

3.) Yes. I like experimenting with writing techniques and prompts for fun.

three (anonymous) questions

[leoreadss]

The Sandman - E02

Morpheus begins his quest. He went to talk to Hékate when... wait! I have a Hékate tattoo with Cate Blanchett's face. I'm dying!

Also, I can't stop thinking about the fact that Neil Gaiman is Morpheus I mean, have you seen his hair?

[starbuck]

i say i like tragedies and everyone’s all like ‘why do you like sad stories? are you depressed?’ and never ‘how was the catharsis? was the catharsis fun?’

[grapesodadarkchocolate]

Connecting the dots

Different dots that crossed my path this week. Attempting to answer ever floating questions. How do I delight in the moment at hand? What does our history teach us? Why war? How do I find beauty in the everyday? Reaching out in constant gratitude for the plethora of daily gifts offered. +++

“From gung-ho Vietnam medic to peacenik to proud Army veteran” by Curt Brown, Star Tribune: Read , May 5, 2024 📰

Links with blog entry: Left at the Wall, July 2023  🍇🥤🍫

Learning what we need to know. Giving eyes to the past. What is it our history teaches us? 

What is the transgenerational impact of war? Hacksaw Ridge (2016) speaks to that question: Trailer 🎥

The Three Questions by Jon Muth: Watch 🎥 Blog Entry: What to do with a moment  , August 2016 🍇🥤🍫

TEDx Talk: The Butterfly Effect- Why what you do matters/ Andy Andrews: Watch 🎥 

Squirrel Moment 🐿️: Butterflying  Nicola Sweeney, violin Elena Kats-Chernin Ragtime & Blue: Listen 🎶 

[bluerosefox]

Protecting Family

Hmmm

I'm on a Danny is Dick's child kick rn so I'm making more.

But lets add in some Ghost King Danny!, Dad to a deaged Ellie and Dan! And toddler Mar'i Grayson.

Danny was conceived during Dick's amnesia year when he was Ric and the woman couldn't find him to tell him (or maybe the Owls caught wind of the pregnancy and took her) and he ended up somehow (hmmm maybe a meddling time keeper?) with the Fentons.

Danny grows as a Fenton, he knows he was adopted btw, then becomes Phantom, protects Amity, becomes the Ghost King and things seem to be going okay between Amity Parkers and the Infinite Realms since they took care of the GIW problem, AND has been a good doting teen dad to his deaged 'cousins/clones' turned kids.

Danny was going to go pick his kids up from daycare one day when CHAOS happens. Just as he wrangles Ellie onto his shoulders, cause she wants to be tall today, and about to take Dan's hand cause he's and I quote "A big boy and not a baby like Ellie, Dad!" he suddenly feels the tug of his family being in danger.

Thing is, its a blood related danger. Meaning someone blood related to him was in grave danger, and by the emotions he can feel, its someone young, way younger than him.

Problem.

The only people Danny knows with his blood in their veins and are young enough for the feeling are with him.

So who?

But due to Danny being a protector spirit AND knowing the feeling is from someone as young as his own kids, Danny decides to use his Ghost King Powers to summon said person from the danger to him.

Danny opens his free arms out just as a tiny toddler with black hair like his own but with bright green eyes, even the sclera were green, in a ruined party dress drops from the sky from the summoning circle that had opened above him.

Danny stares at the terrified child, whose hands are tied by rope and was crying, and takes notes of certain traits she had that he saw every time in the mirror or on his own kids, same eye shape and cheekbones. He can tell his ghost core has claimed her as family but not as his kid though.

No the connection that formed was almost like his connection with Jazz but a bit stronger.

This kid, was his sister. His blood related one.

-Meanwhile-

Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, and his family were freaking the fuck out.

Dick was already panicked when his daughter Mar'i had gotten kidnapped just a few hours ago by the Joker.

Now he was feeling pure dread when his daughter, who was about to be killed, was suddenly pulled into a strange glowing circle at the last minute and disappeared into thin air.

[daysofnights]

padfoot grabbing cat regulus by the scruff of his neck and forcefully bringing him to the gryffindor dorm because he's been avoiding james after a fight

[d3rpydoods]

Still aliveeee- barely, life's a lot right now ಥ_ಥ

Anyway have this, it's been brewing for months but i finally got around to finishing it now that Johnny's in the game - i call it "divide and conquer" 😏

[cryoverkiltmilk]

G1 Transformers / 80s GI Joe crossovers are a hilarious concept when you try to imagine Joes or American government officials trying to explain to Optimus Prime why Communism Is Bad.

Optimus Prime.

This guy.

Depending on the continuity, Optimus Prime

the dock worker who suffered under the far more catered to military class.

OR

the librarian forced to watch an autocratic caste system resist progression so much it literally would rather watch the galaxy get set on fire.

Which one of these guys seems more likely to take to the pitch in favor of unchecked capitalism? Because my gut says 'neither'.

[mxmarsbars]

average family outing ^_^

credit to @astronomodome for the silly idea :3 og post here !! :D

[sailoreuterpe]

Trev x Mickey

I ship it!

What made you ship it? Everyone else's enthusiasm for this crackship made me go, "OK, maybe"! I also ship Trev/Deli Guy, but I don't mind a little multishipping now and then. Plus, Mickey is just a really nice guy for being a serial criminal, lol.

What are your favorite things about the ship? Mickey can and will be Trev's hype man. He's just really nice and sweet, which Trev desperately needs in his life. Plus, they can be neurodivergent nerds together over calypso music and lizards.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Trev will probably never entirely get over Jimmy Pesto and that's all right. You can remember other loves and still be loyal.

[crepesuzette2023]

Hi, crepesuzette!

What's your loviest tune? You hear the first sound of it - and it makes you happy. What is it?

What's your favourite sense? Touching water, warm of autemn sun on closed eyes, smell of the railway, wind sounds - something like this.

What's you dream city?

Thanks! <3

Thank you for these lovely questions, tavolgisvist!

1.) I swear it's the truth: Come Go with Me. (The Del-Vikings.) It's a love and levitation spell that cheers me up on the greyest mornings and when I'm about to lose myself in pointless anger. <3

2.) The smell of rain on hot asphalt in the summer.

3.) I love the city I live in, and I don't dream of a particular place—but I think it would feel special to live in San Francisco. Or London. :-) three anonymous questions

[cruel-hiraeth]

꒰ FLESH OF MY FLESH; BLOOD OF MY BLOOD ꒱ KAMO CHOSO X READER — ft. itadori yuuji

warnings ⟢ dead dove: do not eat. minors do not interact—i will block you! incest. yandere elements. implied drugging. noncon. slight forced feminization (choso uses “sister” and she/her pronouns to refer to reader, but reader is nb). religious imagery. reader is yuuji’s twin, but no physical descriptors are used. reader has a vagina.

word count ⟢ 963

notes ⟢ this is part of @ficsforgaza’s kinktober event! my prompt was choso + incest. i have an au with big brother choso and twins yuuji and reader, so this was the perfect opportunity to explore their dynamic. a huge thank you to my dearest lexi—@drleggman—for requesting this (and for allowing me to go full degenerate) <3

“Yuu…”  “Yuu…ji…” “Yuuji…”

Your twin’s name ambles from your petal-soft lips, voice laden with slumber, muted snores drifting through the gaps. The bedroom you share is swathed in midnight’s gloom; moonbeams peek through the cheap apartment blinds, luminous stripes cutting across the men huddled above your nude figure.  

“Our baby sister seems to be having sweet dreams,” Choso states, mouth reluctantly detaching from your nipple, a silvery thread of spider silk connecting his lips to your tender flesh. “She’s naughty, though—calling out to you when I’m the one pleasuring her.”

Choso removes two thick digits from your weeping hole, examining the twitch of your jaw as he strums your clit with calloused fingertips. He experimentally increases the speed and pressure of his caresses, humming when you let out a whimper. As your breath grows heavier and your eyes flicker and dance beneath your lids, he pauses to smear your slick across your pubic hair, and scrapes his teeth up your neck to nip at your pulse point. 

Yuuji lies beside you, honeyed gaze soaking in the tranquil curves of your dreamy expression. He strokes the hair at your temple with the care of a collector admiring his choicest possession; he can’t help but drag his nose across your cheek, blotting a kiss at the hollow behind your earlobe.  

The reverence Yuuji treats you with starkly contrasts the way his muscular body presses against your softness, his bare cock dribbling pre onto the plush of your thigh. It’s something of a punishment that Choso doled out—not being able to indulge in you fully—upset with your twin for being secretive and possessive of you. But as far as Yuuji is concerned, to be anywhere in the halo of your presence is a heavenly gift. To merely witness your divinity, to press his lowly, sweaty skin flush to yours—it’s more than he deserves. 

“Don’t be too rough with them,” Yuuji fusses when Choso abruptly presses your knees to your chest, leveling his face with your spread cunt. “W-wait—I wanna taste, too.” 

After Yuuji shuffles over to join Choso, two sets of broad shoulders hunch over to marvel at your beauty. Yuuji fully expects to be chewed out again—perhaps even shoved off the bed or thrown out of the room; he swallows his pride and formulates a half-hearted apology, prepared to grovel for a chance to revel in you.

Instead, he grunts in surprise when he’s pulled into a kiss.

Chapped, chilly lips slip against his own, urging Yuuji’s mouth open, wet muscles intertwining. A shiver skitters across his limbs when he discovers the little silver ball that pierces Choso’s tongue—now bumping along the expanse of his palate, tracing the velvet of his gums. It’s a sloppy exchange of spit and teeth and tongue, too frenzied to be mistaken as purely passionate. Choso reaches over to swipe a thumb across Yuuji’s fat, leaking cock head. Yuuji keens into his brother’s mouth before ripping himself away, swollen lips parted, blooming rose from the tips of his ears down to his heaving chest.

“Let’s taste her together,” Choso rasps.

Not waiting for a reply, he pecks the fat of your hip before dipping down to lap at the arousal leaking from your hole; Yuuji watches heatedly, letting saliva pool on his tongue and drip onto your clit. He then cleans his mess with noisy sucks, occasionally tugging at your folds. Too preoccupied with coaxing your unconscious body to orgasm, the brothers don’t realize how you begin to stir, fingers and toes flexing and relaxing. They savor your eventual high, admiring your glistening release.

“I’ll have her first,” Choso announces thickly, Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows. He’s practically vibrating—pale skin dewy with desire—having fantasized about this exact scenario more times than he can count. “You should prop her up.”

Yuuji leans against the headboard and pulls you between his strong legs, your head resting on his chest. Choso angles your hips and pumps his throbbing length a few times before nudging your entrance. Your breathing shallows and you yawn; Yuuji’s heart catches in his throat.

“Fuck—how much did you give them? Clearly not enough,” he hisses, arms tightening around your waist. “I think they’re about to wake up.”

For the first time all evening, Choso smiles at Yuuji. It’s an unsettling sight: his knife-sharp inscisors gleam in the dusk, irises black as bruised plums. “Relax,” he soothes. “She’s going to enjoy this, too. It will become a treasured memory for us all.”

Before Yuuji can respond, your eyelids flutter open. “Ch-Choso…Yuuji…” you murmur, words slow and slurred as molasses, “what are you—”

The air is promptly punched from your lungs, a strangled yelp interrupting your train of thought as Choso enters you in a single thrust—cock so deep you swear you can taste it. One of Yuuji’s rough palms rests on your belly and meanly presses down with the movement; you throw your head back and warble a moan.

“Call me ‘onii-chan,’” Choso grits out, refusing to succumb to the squeeze of your cunt so soon.

“W-what?” you sniffle. Your brain is foggy from whatever concoction they gave you, incapable of piecing together your predicament.

He grasps your chin firmly, forcing your glazed stare to focus on him. “Onii-chan,” he repeats with a harsh snap of his hips.

You squirm, trying to turn to Yuuji for help, unaware of the tears carving hot rivulets down your cheeks. But Choso won’t let you go. His heavy frame eclipses yours, trapping you in place. “We’re family,” he huffs, fucking you steadily, umber strands falling to curtain his face.

“Everything we do, we do together. You have both been—nnghhh—selfish. It’s time to make it up to onii-chan.” 

[wackywatchdotcom]

do you see my vision.

[brainrotcharacters]

makes me giggle to think of X2 Logan meeting dp&w Logan when this is a thing

[spookyteeth]

yeah okay so im projecting my real life school experiences onto music video characters so what