#am i happy with the cover? absolutely not i think it sucks i hate it

[luvsavos]

life kicks me in the ribs yet again: more than likely i won't be able to get all the money i need in time for the alatreon model, so. got excited for nothing :)

[venusandsaturnsrings]

Okay lemme just

I have jjk brainrot and lemme just try to categorise my thoughts instead of letting them go !!!!!!!!

GOJO:

-Special grade teaser, this man will have you begging and edging you till you're crying

-def into letting you wear his blindfold, bonus if you're tied up

GETO

Pet play, corruption kink, need i go on- also if going with bottom Geto, def whimpers if you tug on his hair

MEGUMI

Purely basing this on an rp i had with a friend- lactation kink. Absolutely down for 3 somes with his SO + Yuji, we stan a bi king

SUKUNA

Blood kink, marking, anyway he can show off that you're his. Prolly bites you on the darn daily

MAHITO (making this extra long for you <3)

Hear me out- virgin but freaky AF

Watersports, spit, blood, cum, he's down for anything

Def has fantasies about carving his name into his fav human toy (you <3) preferably on the chest for all to see

Wil push you to your limits, prolly sucks at aftercare but can be bribed ibto beibg the best with it jn return for some new games and toys *nudge nudge wink wink*

Bonus-

Geeting double penetrated by Mahito and Foul Legacy Taru <3

IM LISTENING IM HEARING U OUT IM BRAINROTTING WITH U!! i’m crafting up a silly au where everyone lives and no one suffers and everyone gets to be happy and go to uni together and and and… so given that, i’m writing gumi n junpei as over 18!! crazy to think about but in canon time im younger than all of them… fucked up how time works huh… ANYWAYS…

includes: this is just general headcanons building off what you said my dearest + adding a couple of my own thoughts!! has Gojo, Geto, Megumi, Sukuna, Mahito, and Junpei bc he is so special to me <3 i am one of 3 Junpei kinnies on this planet i swear…

i’m not a major Gojo fucker, if anything we have hate sex that is fuelled by pent up arousal and being big time touch starved… but the idea of him using his blindfold on you?? oh dear oh my… it’s both a big step in trust and vulnerability. given that he finds not having his eyes covered to be immensely overwhelming, i imagine there’d be a strong bond between him and his partner to do this. he’s used to seeing you through the way he detects energy, it’s second nature to him, but he’ll never quite get over what it’s like to actually see you with his real eyes. his fingertips are shaking and he can’t seem to look at anything other than your face twisted in pleasure as he denies you your nth release of the day; it’s a carnal satisfaction. he tends to be very mouthy and loud whenever you’re going at it but with you splayed out in front of him like this, your body shielded by absolutely nothing, he’s rather quiet as he takes in every inch of you. it’s a form of depraved worship, in a way, that he feels so compelled to hardly even breathe to appreciate you and only you as much as he possibly can.

i’d be a liar if i said i wasn’t terribly down bad for Geto. long-haired men get me good and he’s no exception… he’s 100% into pet play and corruption you hit the nail on the head!! it’s half a control thing and half a desire to please, he doesn’t feel a lot of power over his life and being able to get some of that from what you two do together his cathartic. he’s partial to cat girls, having a little kitty for him to play with and to kneel at his feet brings him satisfaction like nothing else. Geto is also the best at aftercare!! he’s very tender in how he treats you, already having a nice warm bath and a glass of water ready… anything you need, just ask, he’d give the world to stay by your side as long as he possibly can.

prior to this ask, i’d never actually thought of Megumi before… but, hear me out, going off of his thing of sharing you with Yuji, i think he’s into being cucked. i’m sorry to be the one to say it but to my core i believe this is true and canon… when it’s just the two of you, Gumi has the tendency to get a bit nervous and lost at times so seeing someone he trusts so deeply take the reigns and really work to make you feel good without hesitation gets him going. sometimes he does get a bit jealous of the way Yuji palms at your tits or the way he gets you to squeal so loud but ultimately he knows you’re his. even if Yuji offered to snag you away, you wouldn’t accept because Gumi is the one you want (reassure him from time to time though). plus, after watching so many times, he gains a better grasp on what to do!! i think he also likes letting Yuji instruct him on just how to fuck you proper. <3

Sukuna… you are a man of many wonders and arms. he is absolutely the biggest biter of them all!! will use his normal mouth most of the time but really enjoys using his stomach mouth to nip at your ass when he’s plowing you from behind as the way you yelp in surprise never fails to get him going. he loves that having four arms means he can keep your hips still, choke you, and grope at whatever skin he wants all at the same time; there’s never a part of your body that goes missed. despite his claims of not caring about humans, there’s nothing that he loves more than having you dangle off his arm and getting to touch you in a way nobody else ever could. also, two cocks absolutely. prepare yourself to be stuffed full, he’s partial to having them both balls deep in your pussy.

FREAKY VIRGIN MAHITO IS REAL!! he’s all about experimenting so there’s really nothing he wouldn’t try honestly, it’s more of a challenge to convince him to not do certain things *shivers*… but that does come with a lot of bonuses seeing that he won’t write off anything so it’s free game for you!! odds are he’ll enjoy anything so long as he learns something from it, if it gets him off then even better. he’s naturally most interested in anything that’ll induce pain, emotional or physical, and things that allow him to be in complete control (submitting to a human? fat chance). Depending on how exactly he sees you, and how ooc you’re willing to take, you’re either going to be a good ol fashion pump n dump that he brutally slaughters OR you’ll end up being his forever pet that he won’t let out of his sight for more than fifteen seconds… both are a unique form of suffering but it’s Mahito, so there’s really no white picket fence ending option… regardless, prepare yourself to be used in the grossest ways. he’s got a particular fondness for watersports and anything that results in blood, with a preference for knife play and good ol aggressive biting, simply because he likes seeing you become a filthy depraved mess even when he’s being so cruel. i have a vague concept for a human au but even then he’s a nasty freak with no boundaries!!

adding Junpei onto this because he’s so dear to my heart and also the biggest incel. affection doesn’t come easy to him especially when it’s sexual, he finds being on the receiving end to feel as though it’s only because you pity him. try as you might, convincing him otherwise is going to take some time but he has no problem understanding his own feelings to be true although he’s shy… major panty sniffer alert, he’s too scared to actually try anything with you but he’s got his needs!! stealing a cute white cotton pair from your hamper is the next best thing to him and he’ll spend the next week with them pressed to his face whenever he’s alone, dick rutting into his hand messily. it’s subconscious but he also has a habit of stalking you around a little bit when he’s too nervous to actually talk to you but he swears it’s an accident!! he didn’t mean to learn your whole schedule it’s just that he sees you doing certain things more often!! he’s supposed to be on the other side of the city at that time for work?? you’re delusional, he was just… sent there for some sort of project, nothing weird at all he’d never!! huge whiner btw, babbles a lot when he’s finally fucking you.

[cyanoticfireflies]

Hazbin Group Chat Fic, pt 2

(Part 1)

PurpleFemale: All right, which one of you hos put a carafe of blood in the communal refrigerator?

SeXXXySpider: Objection!  I’m the only certified ho here and it wasn’t me

Alastor: Ah, guilty as charged, I’m afraid.

WhiskeyWhiskers: Why the fuck would you even…

WhiskeyWhiskers: Nope.  Nope, I’m good.

SssirP: Why would you put blood in the refrigerator?

SeXXXySpider: Christ, Pentious, read a room….

Alastor: To keep it from spoiling, of course

CharChar: Alastor, listen.  We are a ~totally accepting~ group of people who are okay with each others… quirks.

Alastor: Why thank you.

CharChar: But maaaybe please don’t leave blood in the refrigerator like it’s a carton of milk?

Alastor: Perhaps I’m misunderstanding your logic, dear girl.  Why is it okay to store the mammary extractions of a cow in the refrigerator but not the vascular extractions of a deer?

PurpleFemale: Oh thank god.

SeXXXySpider: Okay, I’m not the only one who immediately assumed it was the blood of a sinner, right?

NaNaNaNiff: Not this time at least!!!

SeXXXySpider: (ㆆ _ ㆆ)

SssirP: But… we keep food in there.

WhiskeyWhiskers: Apparently so does Alastor.

PurpleFemale: Gross.

Alastor: I must say, I’m feeling very singled out right now.

CharChar: Oh, no, Alastor, nothing like that!  We’re just all still adjusting to the little quirks from living together.  Right, everyone?

Alastor: Yet here I am, being publicly judged for what I choose to put in my mouth and yet no one says a thing to the effeminate spider.

SeXXXySpider: *WHEEZE*

PurpleFemale: Kill me.  Please.

WhiskeyWhiskers: I hate every single one of you.

Alastor: Really, half of the freezer is taken up by the boxes of popsicles he keeps in there.

PurpleFemale: …

WhiskeyWhiskers: …

SeXXXySpider: …

SssirP: Alastor does have a point, actually.  We’re supposed to share the space, but Angel Dust takes up more than his fair share.

PurpleFemale: I’m simultaneously so relieved and so disappointed.

SeXXXySpider: I was actually going to be really proud of the radio freak

SeXXXySpider: And was then going to go bleach my brain

WhiskeyWhiskers: Alastor, do you even hear yourself when you say things

Alastor: Sorry?

CharChar: Um, I think everyone else might have drawn their own conclusions about what you were making an allusion to….

NaNaNaNiff: They definitely thought you meant dicks!

Alastor: I did not.

PurpleFemale: Well we know that NOW

CharChar: Actually, that gives me an idea for a get-to-know-everyone exercise!

WhiskeyWhiskers: Of course it does.

CharChar: Everyone should tell the group what their absolute favorite food is!

CharChar: I really like apples.  I know it’s cliché with my dad and all, but I remember being really little and him conjuring up some for me to snack on and they were always so good!

PurpleFemale: That’s actually really wholesome, babe.

Purple Female: I guess chicharron for me.  But, like.  Good chicharron.  If it’s shitty, then it’s worse than no chicharron.

SeXXXySpider: Lasagna ((っっ˘ڡ˘ςς)

SeXXXySpider: But if you get the sauce from a jar, you deserve to be shot

PurpleFemale: Wow, Angel.  You actually… participated.  And answered.  And the answer wasn’t a sex joke.

SeXXXySpider: Hey, I’m happy to talk about sucking the cream right out of a long thick cannoli if you want me to

PurpleFemale: And there it went.

WhiskeyWhiskers: You should know by now not to tempt fate

PurpleFemale: Yeah….

SssirP: I actually quite like a good chamomile tea and biscuits, myself.

NaNaNaNiff: Hehehe, you don’t like scrambled eggies?

SssirP: … I do like them hardboiled on occasion

SeXXXySpider: Damn, hardcore, my guy

SeXXXySpider: I guess there really is a kink for anything in Hell

SssirP: I didn’t mean my Egg Boiz!

SssirP: I would never!

CharChar: How about you, Niffty?

NaNaNaNiff: I like chocolate!

PurpleFemale: That was a surprisingly normal answer.

NaNaNaNiff: Chocolate covered ants, chocolate covered crickets, chocolate covered silkworms

NaNaNaNiff: Chomp chomp!

WhiskeyWhiskers: Again, Vaggie, tempting fate…

SeXXXySpider: I’ve never regretted less not having a gag reflex

CharChar: That’s… that’s all right!  Some people do eat, um… chocolate covered bugs.  Everyone has their own tastes!

CharChar: Husk!  What about you?

WhiskeyWhiskers: Macallan

CharChar: What’s that?

PurpleFemale: Husk.  No.

WhiskeyWhiskers: Glenfiddich

PurpleFemale: No, Husk

WhiskeyWhiskers: Balvenie

SeXXXySpider: Daaaaamn, daddy only drinks the top shelf shit

WhiskeyWhiskers: Call me that again and see what happens

SeXXXySpider: Don’t flirt with me in public, baby

PurpleFemale: Brands of whiskey can’t be your favorite foods, Husk

WhiskeyWhiskers: No one else was told their answers were wrong

CharChar: I mean, no, but everyone else’s answers were technically food, sooooooo

WhiskeyWhiskers: All right, fair enough, I guess.

WhiskeyWhiskers: I mean, shitty bar food?

WhiskeyWhiskers: I don’t know.  It’s just kind of nostalgic?

CharChar: Really?

WhiskeyWhiskers: I think my first vegetable was celery from a bloody mary.

SssirP: Aww.  That’s kind of sad.

SeXXXySpider: Newsflash, P – if we weren’t all walkin’ tragedies we wouldn’t be here

CharChar: Alastor, I guess you like venison?

Alastor: Indeed, my dear!  ThE RaReR ThE BeTtEr

SeXXXySpider: Hey, Niff.  Can I be your best friend if I bring you, oh, say, a 10-foot or so chocolate covered moth?

PurpleFemale: Please don’t make that sexy.

WhiskeyWhiskers: What did you say earlier about bleaching your brain?

SeXXXySpider: No, but seriously.  Chomp chomp, sister, just like you said!  No sexy.  Just crunchy.

NaNaNaNiff: Ehehehehe, that’s a LOT of bug!

SeXXXySpider: I’ll see what I can do, toots

WhiskeyWhiskers: If we’re actually killing Valentino, I want in

CharChar: … I mean… me… too?

SeXXXySpider: ╰། ╰། ◉ ◯ ◉ །╯།╯

PurpleFemale: Whoa.  Really, babe?

SssirP: Goodness! 

Alastor: That doesn’t sound like you at all, Charlie

CharChar: Angel’s boss is a jerk

SeXXXySpider: Bet

(Part 3) (Part 4)

[an-au-blog]

Just craving fluff and imagining College Au Shuggy celebrating the holidays by just doing very unchristmassy things together. They both seem like the type to like certain aspects of Christmas only to then be hit by waves of depression when the actual holiday arrives, so they just huddle under the covers together and watch Christmas classics such as “Die hard” or Gremlins together instead while eating Pizza and drinking eggnog till they can’t stand this stuff for another year. Buggy gives Shanks his gift at 2 am in the morning, an extremely ugly and old tacky sweater he found at a thrift shop a while ago. Shanks can immediately tell that it was cheap and Buggy most likely just went out and got him… SOMETHING, but also it’s hideous in a way he just adores and it has one of his favorite childhood cartoon characters on it and the fact alone Buggy went out and got him something is PERFECT and to Buggy’s horror that thing is gonna be his favorite sweater till the end of time. Buggy on the other hand suffers a mild mental breakdown and “Oh god I am the scum of the earth” reaction because Shanks actually went into a makeup store and got him an expensive eyeshadow Palette that Buggy has been eyeing for a while now. Kicker is Shanks didn’t even know that’s the Palette Buggy wanted, he legit just spent an hour in there with a picture of Buggy describing what Buggy looks for in makeup and what colors he likes and such and such and accidentally just landed on the correct one and rightfully deducted that he would probably like this one.

“WHY DID YOU GO AHEAD AND BUY ME THAT YOU HORRIBLE, UNFLASHY FANTASTIC BOYFRIEND?!” “I thought it would make you happy.” “IT WOULD IF I GOTTEN YOU ANYTHING GOOD AS WELL!! JUST A BED BATH AND BEYOND GIFTCARD WOULD HAVE BEEN WORSE!!” “Come on Buggy I love this thing-“ “THIS IS LIKE GIFT OF THE MAGI IF IT SUCKED EVEN MORE THAN IT ALREADY DOES!” “You could always kiss me to make up for it.” “I ALREADY DO THAT.” “Then let me kiss you… AND you’ll have to let me do it for the entire day without telling me I’m being sappy or disagreeing with me when I talk about how much I love you.” “…. Okay but you’re not allowed to say weird shit about my nose.” “…Can I kiss your nose?” “Ugh. I’ll allow it. But not in public!” “Deal. I won’t talk about how cute and kissable your nose is and I especially won’t talk about how cute and kissable it is in front of other people.” “YOU JUST- AUGH! You’re horrible! An absolutely awful boyfriend!” “Glad to have landed someone as amazing as you then.” “You-“ “Ah! We agreed on not disagreeing when I talk about how great you are!” “….fine.” “I love you... and I love how hard you blush when you can’t answer with a sassy comeback” “….mmmmnnnggghh!!! loveyoutoo.”

At first I was like "awww this is so adorable:')" but thwn I got to the dialogue part and went "ok, so we're assuming they're gonna get together, now are we ahahah"

I'm guessing you're the same anon who sent me a couple other college au asks - so first off: Thank you, you honestly keep me productive and remind me to finish this fic lol (since I named some of the others, maybe I can call you ogan - bc og anon or something idk, you can refuse or give me another nickname if you want...)

But also... have I given any indication that this will be a story with a happy end? Because, I've written ends with a doomed one sided love triangle, one of the main characters being hated by the love of their life and in a hospital, while the one the other was chasing rejected them indefinitely... it was my magnum opus for quite a while, so who's to say I'll give this one an ending like that?

I'm joking, I'm joking... or am I >;]]]

Anyway, I love the idea of them spending the holidays together! Buggy doesn't really have any close relatives to go to, all his friends went home, and thinks that Shanks is the same way, because why else would he stay behind with him?

Shanks is just so happy that he can finally be with his boyfriend. He makes hot cocoa (and it's horrible, but Buggy remakes it), he buys a cardboard cutout of a Christmas tree and they put stickers on it instead of decorations. At one point they start printing out memes and pictures of themselves and stick them on there as well. (Shanks secretly writes a wish, something cheesey like how he wants them to be like this for the rest of their lives, on the back of some of the photos)

In all reality, I believe that "Die Hard" and "Home Alone" (because these two franchises are basically the same, just one is kid coded lol) would be both Shanks and Buggy's favourites. I mean look at how they turned out ahahaha tho I must confess, I've never seen Gremlins, so I'll just trust you on that one':)

I also think thay Buggy would get horrible gifts very purposefully. Like he would look for hours to find the most raggedy and washed out looking sweater with the ugliest print of like... a green cow on red mars with a Christmas hat on both the cow and mars saying "moo-ry christmas" in comic sans or something horrifying like that. Like that one video of the guy who bought a card for the wrong occasion, for wrote a message to someone else and scratched out the name to look like it was a second hand card. I couldn't find the og video but I found this tiktok, hope it helps with the explanation.

In my mind Buggy thinks it's hilarious. Him and Shanks both love pranks and just jokes like this in general, so he would get it, right? Shanks liking it unironically wasn't in the plan. But then bad comes to worse and Shanks takes gift giving seriously - Buggy is caught off guard.

I love the image of Shanks standing in the cosmetics section of a big store that was one of the best according to google. He's just staring intensely, and color checking, and googling, and staring again - trying his best to remember everything Buggy had told him about make-up.

At some moment in the time he's searching, one of the workers there goes up to him to see if he needs help thinking "aw, poor lost man looking for something for his girlfriend, he looks like he needs help" and then Shanks shows her a picture of an honest to God clown going "I want the best for my boyfriend". And they have a little "This is your man?" "yeah" "Look at the picture" "that's mine :')" "and you're ok with this?" "imma stick beside him " moment. And then they just start looking together. Before they notice it's a whole horde of helpers and Shanks going all, "is that teal? I think he said he loves teal, but not one with glitter, wait, bring back the cherry red. Can you compare it to the sour cherry. Which one would match his lipstick best? This one's his favorite." and they're like a council, super invested at that point.

I also like to think that on new years eve, they're watching a marathon, and Buggy just falls asleep on Shanks's chest halfway through. He does that often and Shanks loves it. He doesn't even care that much that sometimes his make-up would be imprinted on his shirt .

Shanks showing love to Buggy's nose, despite his insecurities, makes me melt. (spoilers ig:) I was going to have a little dialogue/confrontation that portrayed that, but I was going to make it a "Shanks not caring about it and just acting like it's not there" thing, but him actually thinking it's cute and being all loving towards the one thing he's most insecure about is actually way better. I might utilize it later on lol :))

[peachymilkandcream]

AU idea: Evil Marleyan Levi who came to Paradis undercover and became the Captain, but Evelyn always tried to get to know more of him and accidentally found out the truth, so he kidnaps her and keeps her hidden away while continuing his mission. I was thinking he could be super mean and condescending in this 🥰 (my degradation kink is showing lmao)

The Truth About You|Levi x Evelyn AU

(A/N: Interesting idea Anon! We love a good degradation kink, it makes everything a little better. All you guys are so creative with AU ideas and I absolutely adore them! I might have to do a part 2 if anyone wants it! Hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!)

WARNINGS: implied noncon/dubcon, imprisonment, yandere behaviour/themes, misogyny, forced pregnancy, Evelyn's essentially Levi's slave and breeding machine, violence, degradation, attempted suicide, manipulation, mind breaking, forced marriage, etc.

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Evelyn had never considered herself lucky. She had always had some terrible bout of misfortune following her. Whether it was the death of her parents, or her make barely passable grades in the Training Corps, or being peer pressured into the Scouts, she didn't know. But those were all manageable compared to the luck of joining the Scouts just as a new Captain was appointed.

One she got directly placed under. And she believed that his height had to go somewhere on the account of how big of a dick he was.

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Captain Levi quickly gained the reputation of being ruthless and unforgiving. If the smallest error in the code of conduct was breached the entire squad would suffer. Or even the whole division, it depended on if he got the perfect leaves to water ratio in his tea that morning.

However his record was impeccable and in the process of choosing the members of his squad they chose Evelyn. Probably because they believed Levi's strictness would whip her into a model soldier in no time. And not that she entirely minded the idea, the higher in the ranks she rose from a good record then maybe there was a chance she could push paper instead of corpses onto carts.

But she would shovel a hundred corpses to be placed under anyone but Levi.

She didn't know what made him hate her the most. But her legs were so sore from doing so many laps because she sneezed too soft or too loudly she needed to find some way to appease him. If that meant sucking up to him? Sure, if that meant borderline stalking him to find out what they could have in common? Of course. So long as she wasn't sucking him, she was happy.

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Stalking seemed to the be thing she had to resort to since all other avenues were met with more punishment. She began to follow him around, take into accountability what was on his desk and what he liked to do, eat, or drink. Everything she could think of she tried. She was getting desperate to make a good impression at the cost of her morality. But it was worth it.

She seemed to be finding more and more about him, how he mysteriously bypassed the Training Corps, knew a lot about the military and knew who he had to rub shoulders with to get shot up to Captain so quickly. Apparently he had been on one or two missions tops, there was no way he could rise that fast. Her need for his favor morphed into suspicion and curiosity of what kind of man this was.

Her investigation came to a head when she following him home one night.

Levi had ducked into an alley, and while staying out of sight Evelyn overheard him talking.

"Send word to Marley. I've infiltrated their military as Captain. I have a small squad but I'll see if the Coordinate is in the ranks. Maybe at this level I can order him to come with me back home."

"And what of your cover? Has anyone suspected?"

A pause, probably a head shake. "No. Braun, and Hoover have seen to it that the Scouts don't know who I am. Leonhart is keeping the capital at bay in the MPs. I think we're close. After their failures I'm sure that through me they can redeem their embarrassment of careers."

"Very good sir. We'll be in touch."

Evelyn hurries to walk down the street when she hears footsteps approaching. Reiner and Bertholdt, they were in the newest Scout recruits, but were working together with Captain Levi? On what? And who was Marley? A division of politics? Maybe a terrorist group seeking to overthrow the government. Whatever the case she should report this to Commander Erwin, he'd know what to do.

"Cadet Glass."

Levi's voice halted her. Slowly she turned, meeting his gaze. It almost seemed disappointed with her.

"What are you doing out and about at this hour? You have a curfew."

"I'm sorry sir, I just- couldn't sleep."

"I see. You understand it's a punishable offence to be off of the grounds without leave, correct?"

She swallows. "Yes sir."

As he nears, Levi takes a hand and puts it on her shoulder, turning back to the direction she was walking. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble."

"Where are we going?"

"You wanted to get out didn't you? I'm going to buy you a drink."

Nervousness churns in her stomach. Did he know she was there? Surely not.

"I shouldn't-"

"I insist."

They continue to walk until he turns her down an alley, and before Evelyn can question she hears a metal thud before falling to the ground, the world going black as she stares at Levi's perfectly polished shoes.

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When she came to, the pounding in her head was unbearable. Before her on a table was two aspirin and a glass of water. Behind that, Levi sitting in a chair, watching her.

"Captain-"

"Save it. I know what you heard. The question is how much."

"I don't know what you mean-"

"Don't play dumb with me devil. Tell me what you know and I'll let you go."

"I don't know anything! Let me go!"

She winces as the pain in her head worsens.

"Take those. They'll at least make you able to think enough to tell me the truth."

She hesitates, but takes them anyway. She needed them to think, but of how to reason with him instead of how to tell the truth.

"Now. I'll ask again. What do you know?"

"I know nothing."

"Continuing to lie are we? We'll see about that."

He stands, and she hears his belt buckle jingle, making her panic and stand to fight back. But as she's sure to hit him he's just out of reach. Her vision starts to go all weird and crazy and her mind spins. She doesn't even register him behind her, the pain, the fullness, the end.

Evelyn didn't even know what happened to her entirely save for the unending drip between her legs. She wanted to vomit, the world was spinning so much. She closed her eyes and then it just....stopped.

[quickspinner]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 💜

The LBSC disco. Love y'all. Even when I'm on a horrible dry spell and contribute nothing but memes and plunnies and an absolutely insane number of instagram reels you have probably already seen. 😂

Pilates class. It's expensive and I'm always sore afterwards but it's a couple of hours a week when I literally cannot think about anything except exactly what I am doing in the moment.

Brainstorming ideas/tossing plunnies. It's so much fun to just spitball ideas without any real pressure. Actually writing the story is work but just brainstorming is a lot of fun and can get really silly. Also a reason to love the disco.

Getting packages. Love getting things, even when they're things I've ordered myself and they're boring stuff like new chains for the toilet. I just enjoy getting stuff in the mail. 😂

A clean room makes me happy. Actually cleaning it sucks, and I hate it. But I do really enjoy the like, one day of walking into my clean room before it gets covered with clutter again, because I have many hobbies and am always in a hurry. 😂

[angryaromantics]

hi. i need help. i understand you're not a professional so i hope this isn't too heavy but i've been needing and needing to talk to someone about my internalized arophobia and never had a real chance to do it.

anyways, i've been really lost and hopeless over the past couple years because of my aromanticism. identifying as demiromantic was a cover, but even when i thought that was the full extent of my place on the aro spectrum, i hated how hard that made it to find romantic love. now i know better and think i'm probably a lot closer to fully aromantic than i thought, and by extension i'd be cupioromantic too. i've forced crushes before, since i knew they came so rarely. that ended in repulsion and an inability to communicate it just about every time. it sucked. it still sucks.

the thing that makes me feel alone is that i haven't seen anyone else in the aro community express how i feel, and those i have are saying that i shouldn't talk about it since it's technically still arophobia, even if it's towards myself, and could hurt other arospec people. then they go on to say that it's just amatonormativity and something i can get over. but i don't want to!! i know that i want a fulfilling relationship!! i'm frustrated and it feels like an erasure of how i feel!!

i'm sure it'll be damning and maybe offensive to say this but i feel like i need to be fixed and i wish i could fix myself. my desires don't match with my real attraction and it leads me to believe i'm broken in a somehow unique way. i guess it'd be nice to find a community of other cupio-aligned people and build pride for who i am, but i'm just depressed because that won't solve my problem. who i am isn't who i want to be, and i can't change that or better it in any way. i'm hurting because of it. i fear my activity in sapphic spaces is just performative since i'll never actually be sapphic, or straight, or anything. why bother if i'll never know that experience and have the happy endgame with another girl that i truly do want? am i even really bi? could i just be a lesbian if i only experience sexual attraction to girls but no other type to any other group of people? or am i just clinging onto any other orientation label to deny that i'm aromantic and don't belong in the LGB parts of queer spaces? i hate this.

thanks for letting me vent. sorry this is so long. thanks for running your blog, i really appreciate it.

Hi, anon - I apologize, I've found this in my drafts folder, and I have absolutely no idea how long it's been there. Hopefully not too long, but either way, I'm sorry I missed it.

I think the first thing is, I don't believe feelings are ever the incorrect response. You can't control your emotions. If being aromantic makes you feel negative feelings, that's okay. It's normal even. I definitely felt that way for many years, and occasionally slip into it now. I don't think it much matters if it's internalized arophobia or amatanormativity, because either way, the effect it has on you is the same.

I will say, I think the aro community has sort of over-corrected in the way we deal with negativity surrounding aromanticism. I feel like, not even that many years ago, it was rampant. A LOT of the posts, a lot of the talk, was about a lack, of what we're missing out on, etc. Especially once the big aphobia boom around here. And I think people took that, and about faced it so that negativity isn't deemed acceptable by a lot of people. I disagree with this, just fundamentally. I think talking through the negativity you feel toward your orientation can help you work through that negativity. It can also help you find like-minded people, and feeling less alone will probably make you feel less negativity.

I do think it's a dangerous line to walk, though. Because it's easy to tip over into All negativity in such insular communities, and that can honestly be dangerous for everyone's mental health.

I hope you find some peace. I hope you come into yourself. I hope things settle, as they often do with time. I'm sorry none of this has an easy fix. I hope writing it down and getting it off your chest helped. There's nothing wrong with you, and you belong here <2

[junko-jinko]

Hi!! If you don't mind me asking, what's your favorite commission song and cover song from each prsk group?

oh shit let me dig up the list of commissioned songs

I'm gonna answer mostly based on the songs that are available on EN because I'm not up to date with what songs are on JP. Also this response ended up being pretty long and detailed, hope you don't mind! (putting it under cut for that reason. it is a seriously long answer because I have Thoughts)

Commission songs

Leo/need: Flyaway or Teratera orrrr Voices. These are actually the only l/n comms I even really like. Voices only started to grow on me after hearing the Luka and Shiho cover of it. Writing this answer made me go check out the full version of Teratera for the first time and they really left the best parts out of the game huh. So maybe if I have to pick one it's Teratera.

More More Jump!: Parasol Cider 100000000%! what a banger honestly. Had that stuck in my head for hours on end during the event and did not mind it one bit

Vivid BAD SQUAD: Maybe Ready Steady? I'm a Giga enjoyer and the VBS covers have been pretty nice Hitsuji ga Ippiki is a close second though! If I was including the JP songs then Beyond the Way I forgot about Moodlight. Moonlight is my favourite, the melancholic vibes will always be number one for me (this is in no way foreshadowing for the rest of this list, no way)

Wonderland x Showtime: I am in hell, truly, trying to pick just one and not every single one. Back when I started playing proseka for the first time I really adored Tondemo Wonders and it's still one of my favourites out of all proseka songs along with Potatoes but. This one is definitely between Mr Showtime and Donna Ketsumatsu. The angst of both of these songs, the melancholy!! I think it's gotta be Mr. Showtime though, I prefer the style of music of that song over Donna Ketsumatsu.

25-ji, Nightcord de: Since Kitty is not yet released on EN, this is easy, it's Samsa. I absolutely lose it whenever that song plays anywhere (my friends can testify to me going nuts at a con when a dance group doing N25 dance covers started playing Samsa). Used to listen to this song daily and I even read Metamorphosis thanks to liking the song so much (knowing the plot adds a lot to the song imo). Honestly love almost all of N25 comms though!

VIRTUAL SINGER: I'm including this here just so I have a reason to put ÅMARA on this list. What a banger. Wish I didn't suck at stair notes so bad because I would be playing this on expert all the time otherwise

...I also now reread the ask and realised that you also asked for cover songs... I think picking those is even more difficult than this and since this post is already super long

Cover songs

Leo/need: Ok so. Lost One's Weeping is probably my first favourite vocaloid song ever and I want to put it as my favourite for that reason alone but. Dramaturgy because I am also a huge fan of Eve due to, you might have guessed, the melacholy vibes. Also the Ichika cover of that is very pretty! Lost and Found is also a top contender, somehow I don't yet hate it due to how much it gets spammed by tierers

More More Jump!: This would maybe be Darling Dance except I don't really like the MMJ cover. Same with Vampire. So the answer is Viva Happy (Mitchie M my beloved. Best at tuning Kaito if you ask me)

Vivid BAD SQUAD: I actually like every single one of the cover songs so far on EN. Maybe Bring It On? unsurprisingly Aun no Beats is a close contender lmao. I really like kagepro songs and I'd like to include them here but they did something to the drums in the proseka versions that I don't vibe with at all.

Wonderland x Showtime: I thought I was in hell before... Nonsense Bungaku comes to mind first along with Goodbye Declaration. Honestly I don't think they have a single bad cover... You know what I'm gonna make an exception and use a song that's not on EN yet, I think my fav cover from wxs is Childish War (though they missed a huge fucking opporturnity by not making it a Ena and Akito cover, seriously). That song is like the second or third vocaloid song I ever liked, so it has a special place in my heart, enough so that I'm planning on doing a pair cosplay of the Kagamine twins in it with a friend (also the og MV art is by Miwashiba!! I love their games and art a lot!) I think it's a superb cover, Tsukasa yelling it is very fitting and all that.

25-ji, Nightcord de: Phony, no questions asked. N25 has a ton of great covers but Phony is just Good.

anyways. those are my favourite songs.

[askbensolo]

Journal Entry #44: roller coaster.

I returned to my senses when I heard the door open and a bag get set down. “Ben! I got those cookies that you like from the—oh.” Then I heard a chuckle and felt her sit down on the floor next to me.

"Ben...what are you doing with your face on the ground?"

I didn't say anything. It was like I couldn't. Too many thoughts were spinning wildly around my brain, except they weren't even developed enough to be thoughts. I shook my head.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't tell you," I muttered, because I thought too hard about what it would be like to marry you and panicked for two hours was too difficult to tell her.

"Well...okay. But at least sit up, silly." She put her hand on my shoulder and shook me a little.

I obeyed and sat up, not wanting to make eye contact. In that moment, I found her terrifying: all five-foot-one of her.

She sat quietly with me for a moment.

"...Is this about...you and me?" she asked finally. I shrugged, which she correctly interpreted as an affirmative.

"Ben, I...I think we should talk."

I covered my face and shook my head, feeling like I was about to implode. "Please. No."

"Ben...I hate to see you get all upset over nothing," she pleaded. "I want you to know I don't expect a single thing from you. You were right, that we'll always be friends, and I know you can’t force feelings you don’t have. I've accepted that you don't like me—"

I tore down my hands, revealing an anguished expression. "Well, I've accepted that I maybe kind of do, which sucks, because now I have to think about what our future would look like together and I don’t think I’ve ever thought about anything so serious in my entire life."

She blanched. She had been standing on her knees, but she slowly sank down onto her heels in shock.

I couldn't tell what she was feeling. Shouldn’t my confession have made her happy? But she looked about as confused as I was. Maybe even a little scared, too.

"...You're joking," she said finally.

"Well, I don't know if I'm right or not, but I'm not trying to be funny," I told her.

She looked like she didn't know what to say. We stared at each other.

And then...tears started welling up in her eyes. She shook her head. Two fat droplets spilled down her cheeks, and she started doing that imaginary knitting thing with her hands.

"Hey...don't get all excited, Fan," I said, embarrassed, catching her hands up in one of mine. Her hands were so little.

"How am I supposed to not get excited?" she asked quietly, her big eyes dripping diamonds that glittered like stars. "I've always loved you."

I didn't expect those words to make me dizzy, but they did. She looked at me, for a moment...then collapsed into my arms and absolutely lost it, sobbing like a baby.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

“Listen…I’m scared,” I admitted, fully aware she might not have the mental bandwidth to register what I was saying. “I’ve…I’ve never thought about being with someone that way. I’ve never thought about what that would mean, or what it would invite into my life, or the challenges it would involve. I mean…everything could go horribly wrong. We work pretty well as friends, and I guess as housemates, but as anything else—who knows? We could end up being way in over our heads and totally unhappy.”

“Well…I’m scared too,” she snuffled. “I mean…goodness, Ben, I just told you. I was okay with you not liking me. I didn’t have anything to lose. But now...I have everything to lose. I didn’t even love Deirak the way I love you, and it was still so hard when I said goodbye. What am I going to do if I lose you?”

“You’re afraid of something ending that hasn’t even started?” I teased her weakly, rubbing circles on her back.

“Well…you’re afraid of starting it, when there’s every hope in the galaxy it’ll end,” she said miserably, in a dumb, mopey little way that made me chuckle in spite of how anxious I felt. I rocked her back and forth for a moment, then gently lifted her head off my shoulder and held her at arms length so I could look at her.

A loose dark hair had gotten plastered to her wet face. I picked it off.

“Look…I still don’t know if I’m in love with you,” I told her.

“Well…I still don’t know if I want you to be in love with me,” she said, laughing softly and wiping the heel of her palm against her eyes. “You should have just stayed the way you always were: handsome and charming and thoroughly unattainable, so that I could have gone on admiring you in silence forever, and never had to risk anything.”

“Well…you shouldn’t have made me dinner, and you shouldn’t have had coffee with me every morning for a month despite hating caf, and you shouldn’t have let me walk in on you dancing like a moron,” I replied softly, pushing my fist against her shoulder playfully. “I mean, please. You’re too cute for your own good.”

“Cute like a loth-cat? Or cute like a girl?”

I flicked her cheek with my thumb and index finger. “Oh my Force, not this stupid thing again.”

She giggled, her wet eyes sparkling.

My hand stayed hovering over the side of her face as I looked at her, and I let it rest on her cheek. She smiled and leaned into my hand—maybe she was part loth-cat after all.

My thumb poked at the corner of her mouth, and I looked at it for a second. Thought about it.

Nah. No way.

“Don’t kiss me, Ben Solo,” she said seriously.

“I wasn’t going to,” I said, annoyed that she had noticed. “Ew.”

“You looked like you were thinking about it.”

“Yeah, thinking about how it would be gross,” I said, which was true. “Hey—we’d be perfect for each other, you know. I have a pathological fear of physical intimacy, and you’re a prude.”

She squinched up her nose to keep from smiling and smacked her hand lightly against my face. “I am not.”

“You’re twenty-two and you’ve only had one boyfriend, who you never kissed once in the two years you were together,” I teased.

“You already know I want my first kiss to be with the one I marry,” she said, rolling her eyes at me and smiling. Her hand went on top of the one I had holding her face—it felt weirdly electric. “That was one of the first conversations we ever had, wasn’t it? When you took refuge in my hut while the others played spin-the-saber. Ironic of you to make fun of me for never having been kissed, since you’re twenty-three and you’ve never been with anyone at all.”

“Yeah...until now,” I said. “Possibly.”

“Possibly,” she echoed softly.

We looked at each other, our smiles fading. The uncertainty of the whole situation came creeping in again.

“…We should probably just…stay friends until I go back to Ryloth,” she said finally. “And then...figure it out after that. I don’t know if we should…date as housemates.”

I frowned. Until she went all the way back to Ryloth?

She picked up on my troubled look. "...What?" she asked.

“Well, it's just...you’d be so far away," I said. "We would barely see each other. I mean...I’m not crazy about starting things right away either, but if we were to…y’know, date…wouldn’t it be easier to start while you’re right here?”

She blushed. “I don’t think it would be appropriate for me to be living with my boyfriend.”

I took my hand off her face. “But…you’re living with me right now, aren't you?"

“Yes, but you’re not my boyfriend right now.”

“Yeah, but...what would change if I was? Why would it be inappropriate then, if it's okay right now? I don’t understand.”

"Ben, don't you remember? Even before all of this happened, I wasn't sure if it would be appropriate for us to live together—"

"Yeah, I know you weren’t sure about living here before, but you changed your mind, right? ‘Cause you’re here. And you’ve never brought it up again till now…”

She looked like she was about to say something, then stopped.

“I…I just don’t want to be living with a man until I’m married,” she repeated, embarrassed.

“But that’s what I’m saying, you’re literally living with one right now,” I repeated, frustrated.

“Yes, but you’re not my boyfriend right now,” she repeated, flustered.

“No, but I’m still a guy, and you’re currently living with me, and that’s not what you said,” I repeated, annoyed. “You said, ‘I don’t want to live with a man’—”

“But you’re not my boyfriend,” she said again.

“Fannie. You’re just saying the same thing over and over!”

“Well…so are you!”

We both giggled tensely at the same time: a weird kind of laugh that was 0% mirthful and 100% awkward and uncomfortable.

“Look, I was under the impression you already decided you were okay with living here, because here you are,” I said. “I’m not suggesting we like…start sharing a bed or anything. I’m still expecting that you’re gonna move out in the fall so you can go back to doing your thing. All I’m saying is, for the summer, we could just keep things exactly the same—”

“But they wouldn’t be the same, because we’d be dating,” she said.

“What would be so different about us dating from the way things were two weeks ago?” I asked impatiently. “You were already living here. Sleeping on the couch. We were hanging out all the time. Making dinner together, watching movies, going out on the weekends—”

“Yes, but everything was different, because when I agreed to move in, I saw you as a brother,” she said, looking stressed.

“But you didn't just see me as a brother,” I argued. “You said you always liked me.”

“Yes, but you didn’t like me, so nothing was ever going to happen,” she said, anxiously doing the knitting thing with her hands again.

Happen? I let go of her. What did she mean, nothing was ever going to...happen? Like...something that would make it inappropriate for us to live together?

“Wait,” I said, looking at her. “What are you afraid would ‘happen’?”

I looked at her expectantly. She couldn’t answer. Or wouldn't. Was she trying to say something bad would happen? Like...I would try to do something bad to her? Like…I would try to violate her? Or something?

“What?” I stared at her. “What, are you afraid we would, like…have sex or something? Do you think I'd try to have sex with you?”

“Ben. Do not talk about us having sex,” she said, shocked, her face red. But she didn’t deny it or try to correct me, and that really, really bothered me. I didn’t think that was what she was thinking…but what was I supposed to think, when she wasn’t giving me any reason to think otherwise?

“Well, you’re the one who’s thinking about that, apparently,” I said, starting to get worked up. “Really? Me? With everything you know about me, that’s something you’re worried about? Why, just ‘cause I’m a guy? Who do you think I am? You really think that I of all people would try to take advantage of you like that?”

She shook her head, her eyes all big.

“Then what are you trying to say?” I snapped. “Because if it’s not that and you’re thinking about something else, I would love to hear it! What is this, a guessing game? I mean, come on! Give me something to work with here!”

She wouldn’t talk. She would only stare, her eyes wide like twin moons. Usually, her big eyes were cute, but right now they were both pissing me off and scaring the hell out of me.

A minute went by in total silence. Then two. I know, because I counted the seconds. I waved my hand in front of her face. “Uh, hello?” She didn’t blink. Her eyes began to cloud up with tears, but she still wouldn’t speak.

Why the hell wasn’t she talking?? My heart started pounding and all my thoughts started speeding up inside my head and my hands started shaking. I started panicking again. Things had been okay and then for a second they’d been better than okay and now they were worse than they’d ever been. This was hell; we were in hell right now.

Suddenly, everything just felt so terrible and I couldn't take it anymore. I stood up and yelled and kicked the leg of the coffee table.

That seemed to wake her up.

She jumped to her feet. “Why are you so mad that I said I wanted to wait till I moved out before we started dating?” she asked, glaring at me. “You’re the one who said you weren’t sure about dating at all. Why are you suddenly all in a rush?”

“I’m not!” I shouted. “You’re the one who apparently thinks I’d try to sleep with you if we started dating right now. Do you know how physically sick that makes me feel?“

“Ben, I never said that.”

“Well that’s how I interpreted it, since you wouldn’t tell me what you actually meant, and I asked you—like, twice, and you didn’t kriffing correct me!”

“Don’t swear at me!” she yelled back.

“I’m not swearing at you, I am swearing in general!" I seethed. "There’s a difference!”

She glared at me, but didn’t say anything. I waited for her to open her mouth and use actual words like a grown-up, since apparently she’d finally gotten in the mood to talk, but no words ever came. I threw my hands out to my sides.

"Well? Are you gonna say something, or what?"

She didn’t. Just stared at me with those big brown eyes like daggers.

“Oh, so we’re back to this now,” I said sarcastically. “Cool.”

Her eyes were boring holes into me and it was like being on fire.

I turned and shouted and slammed my fist against the wall. “Cool! Just ignore me, I guess! I don’t get what’s happening right now! You’re not being you! You’ve always been so great at communicating and now you won’t kriffing talk!” I body-checked the wall and yelled again. RIP my neighbors.

Fannie’s eyes flashed violently. The same way they had when she told me she hated her father.

“No, I’ll tell you something, dumbass,” she blurted angrily. “We shouldn’t kriffing date.” Then she grabbed her keys and stormed out the door.

I had never heard those words come out of her mouth before. And right after she’d told me to watch my language. I was so shocked, there was a split-second where I laughed out loud. And then a ton of other emotions barreled into me like a space freighter crash-and-burn, and I slid down the wall on my back and ended up crumpled in a heap on the floor with my head in my hands.

What the hell was that? Nothing like that ever happened when we were just friends. Are we still friends? Because if that’s what it’s like to be more-than-friends…I’d pretty much rather just die.

[pandagirl45]

“Yeah, yeah. I was wrong on when a movie came out,” To add to the bet, Rhodey pushed the black coat like jacket. Fixed the western style hat, before taking a seat by Happy, flipping Jennie upside as the younger cackled.

“You should have known! Come on!” Jennie accused a smug look on her face as she looked at her older brother. Rhodey glowered.

Tony laughed more even though James stared confused along with Uliss. Rhodey did a mocking hand signal, “Jennie, I hate that movie. That movie sucks! TONY, he likes that movie!”

“Oh come on! You have to admit, that movie was perfection.”

“NO.” Rhodey threw back finger jutting out, the straight wig waving out, “I swear to god Tony, that movie makes me want to swallow five bullets.”

Another wheeze from the genius, Tony grinned at Rhodey. The philanthropist kissed the baby head as he crawled over flicking on the television, “I think we need to appreciate Snoop Dogg for what he tried to do.”

“NOOOO.” Rhodey covered his face, already dreading what is happening.

Happy snorted texting someone, “Pepper and Mecili are down.”

Tony hissed excitedly. Rhodey groaning in pain covering his face, “Tones, please fucking spare me.”

“Nope.” The curly haired man cackled as the others filled in.

Steve stalled seeing Rhodey dressed like a lone ranger, desperado and… Steve swallowed down seeing James cocking an eye at him before a light smirk started. The ex-assassin mumbled out to Uliss, "Uncle Steve is blushing."

Uliss eyes flickered, a happy "STEEB!"

(LOL, yes. This part of a fanfic I am working on for the Enass AU, and absolutely loving the fact I have Tony and Rhodey being movie buffs.)

[mrs-monaghan]

I just felt like being a lil petty cuz these cultists (Taekookers) get on my last nerve! I remember how they kept screaming when Jk posted that photo of him and Tae when they went to that restaurant and they kept talking about how Jk never posted Jimin, well guess what Jk did not so long after, he deleted his entire instagram feed and only posted photos of himself, meanwhile till today, Jimin is the only member he ever posted a single photo with on his weverse (which he hasn’t deleted) and Jimin is also the ONLY member he has ever posted a birthday video for! Suck it vermin! They were also screaming about the Tiger tattoo Jk had, only for him to cover it up with a tattoo of the sun (which we all know is related to Jimin) sun and moon duo HELLO! They were screaming about Tk outings, talking about TK are always glued together but Jkk don’t even interact with eo, only for Jk to dedicate an entire Live to Jimin (something he has again, NEVER done for anyone else)! You know what, i wanted to be petty but i ended up feeling a lil sorry for the vermin! We do not get to see alot of Jikook these days, but the little we do see, man oh man, blood pressures through the roof! The only thing Tkkrs can proof with TK outings is that they are good friends but can they explain to me why Jk who they claim hates Jimin and doesn’t see or interact with him outside of work, not only does a whole Live for Jimin but sits there giggling, kicking his feet and acting all coy! Man couldn’t keep himself from smiling everytime Jimin did! Say all you want! Compare all you want but nobody acts like that while looking at someone they hate! They claim Jk was forced to do the live to promote Jimin, well i guess he was also schooled on how to smile and act while watching him! I am kinda happy Tkkrs are getting well fed now! The higher the climb the bigger the fall! I cannot wait to see the look on their sorry faces when they see that Tk have always been JUST friends and Jkk have always been the couple! I cannot wait for their karma when they realize that all these years, the hated on, insulted, threatened and tried to destroy Jimin for absolutely nothing when all the poor guy was trying to do was just show his love for his boyfriend! It’s funny that these devils who call themselves human think that after all the hurt they caused Jimin, God, the Universe or whatever they believe in will ever let them win! The karma that is coming for all of them, not only as a group but individually is still doing push ups and the better be ready for it! They think they can sit their sorry asses in their miserable homes and try to ruin the life and peace of someone they don’t even know personally just because of a ship!! Something they aren’t sure is real or not! Like who birthed these villains? Anyways let them laugh now…cuz the pain and disappointment that will come for them later will be no Joke! Mark my words you worthless pieces of shit!!

[hermit-called-he]

BODYBAG

Once upon a time, I thought you’d be mine 

But now, the thought of you in a bodybag is sublime

You were right, we wouldn’t suit

But that was because romantic love for me doesn’t compute 

Now everything is weird and the thought of you makes me sick 

Why are you such a goddamn prick?

Yeah that’s right, I said you need a bodybag

I don’t mean it as a funny little gag 

Sometimes watching you stare makes me want to stab you so fucking hard 

You’d better be on your guard 

I’m not that strong, but I’ll find some way to break bones you didn’t know you had 

You might not notice, but when I look back at you, all I think about is how I’m fuming mad 

You can give the pavement all your apologies when I kick the shit out of you

My roommate has some words to say too 

There has been absolutely no reason why you need to be creepin’ in my business

Especially when I’m already under duress 

Why can’t you be happy that I left you with what you wanted?

You said we should be friends and then fucking absconded 

This is called effort? Maybe you should check your dictionary 

Because right now, I’m feeling petitionary 

This isn’t called effort, it’s called creepy 

A less strong person by now would have become weepy 

But not me. No, I am fueled by rage and it won’t stop until you’re cold and blue 

This is no way to go through 

Am I being too aggressive? Maybe so 

But you’re out here disrupting my flow 

And every time I see you I just want you to realize that staring won’t bring me back to you 

I can’t wait until all of this is through 

Did you know I post sometimes to make you jealous?

I know I shouldn’t be so zealous, 

But the thought that you’re watching me smile without you brings a smile to my face

You probably don’t even realize that this is a race

But that’s okay because that means you’re behind 

And that secures your defeat in my mind 

One time you asked me why I connect to punk music 

Don’t you see? Punk is the only reason why I don’t lose it 

I’ve always been unsatisfied, mad that the world sucks ass 

Congrats on becoming a member of the “Reasons Why Tiff Hates The World” class

So yeah I want to put you in a bodybag

No, I don’t care if you’re going to scream at me all the reasons why it’ll be wrong 

This murder might very well be my swan song 

And I won’t stop until you’re nothing but some residue in an acid covered rag 

[ramblingdisaster73]

Rambling thoughts as I rewatch 4x09 “Road Kill”

I thought it would be a younger version of herself from the promo & Natacha’s interview before the episode aired – BUT – I FUCKING LOVE how they did it. This is my favorite of all the ‘begins’ episodes from both 9-1-1 & LS

“Is that Marjan?” x3 – trying to figure out if the 2 Paul ones were the same one and the edited it weird or if it was in the script that he said it twice

You helped with that Tumor cake Marj.

I love that he doesn’t believe that she sold the bike & got $200 more.

So not subtle about the party – but these people are so happy to get her back and I love it.

Acts of service really is her love language

I love that the girl made it out of her relationship – I also love how they showed her doubts – that was so real. It isn’t easy leaving bad relationships – but in the end she overcame her fear – with the help of Marj.

The season of sisters – so funny. I am trying to figure out who is next – We know that Grace has 2 (Sierra’s irl sisters), Carlos has 2, and Marjan has at least 1.

As someone that performed in those 4-hour recitals – I agree -they get long and tedious – but can be absolutely adorable and hysterical at the same time.

This is actual a pretty decent spread – but yeah – that is kinda a lot of canapes

You are ALWAYS extra

They are so fucking adorable – they definitely dodged an LED bullet

Once again – they kill it with the music.

The thing about the red car – my guess is from Marjan’s memories – did the Mom crawl out of the car and die, then the father moved to the passenger side of the car? Because Marj was in the back on the drivers side behind her friends Dad. The placement when adult Marj checks them out confused me.

This is her second accident in 2 seasons

How long did she have to sit with her dead best friend and his parents after their accident?

I love her origin story – so much of who she is, why she is who she is, is so beautifully consistent with her character the last 3.5 seasons

We learned so much new info about her

Mateo gets very emotional when the people he loves are in distress – he showed us this in the first season when they found out Owen had cancer, it has continued through out the seasons. It makes sense that he would be as worked up as he is.

Good thing Grace is always at work when they need her

Kinda find it funny that the cop stays at the house while 3 firefighters go investigate.

Sucks for Rick – getting murdered for being a nice guy.

How does this cop NOT see the dead body or blood?

Grant did not cover it up that well

I also thought Grant was for sure going to kill the cop when he started walking back to his car.

The makeup department did an amazing job

TK reliving the events of who knows how long ago – this timeline taunts me daily – from Carlos’ kidnapping and now this

The acting this season has been phenomenal

“I hate to ask you this, but was she the victim or the perpetrator?” Carlos Reyes – I mean, it’s a fair question.

How the fuck did this dude bail himself out? Was the bail amount $5?

I think it is interesting that Marj was called Mouse when she was younger, but how that accident changed how she presented herself. She took her BFF’s mom’s advice and lived her true self – not as someone that was remotely quiet or shy.

This cop wasn’t at all suspicious of this dude? Like didn’t even bother running the plates?

She lost so much blood – I love that she used some of it to put up the ‘126’ on the wall.

Get a sister – Get a killer = season 3 of LS

This whole episode is so well done

“That girl can’t just see the sites like a normal tourist?” Paul ‘exhausted’ Strickland

Of course Grant borrowed his dad’s RV for a trip – guess he just never said how long that trip would be.

Survival instincts are crazy

“Are you a liar?” – child Marjan to Adult Marjan

His constant use of the word ‘friend’ gets super annoying after like the 3rd time he said it.

It is awesome how they had every part of the 126 (with a late cronut assist from Tommy) helping to find Marjan – and similar to 4x04 – Marjan saved herself – but had help in finishing the job

So I guess it is: get a sister – get a killer – save yourself from the killer – your family assists you getting medical help

The scene in the tunnel – The terror in Marjan’s eyes was something I FELT. Not just saw – but FELT

Flare to the neck – nice way for an abusive killer to die

Kinda happy it was extra painful, even if it was quick

Off topic – but I have been watching A LOT of Stranger Things – so the scene of Paul, Judd, and Owen all being on their radios made me laugh and think of the kids/teens (mostly the never-ending story scene)

Now Kylie will never have to look over her shoulder for her abusive ex again.

Owen’s face at the truck after they find the old man’s body – perfect expression of fear and grief.

I am so glad they cut the Nanteo scene in the hospital

Give them development, but this wasn’t the time

Super cute TK sleeping on Carlos

I do hope that they do something with what they have been sorta building up for them

SO FUCKING OVER THE DIET/NEGATIVE FOOD REFERENCES

None of these people do well with R&R – not a single one of them – But I think Grace and Owen are the worst

“It could be that our daughter just don’t got no interest at all” Judd Ryder – good luck buddy

“Who is here for Marjan Marwani” EVERYONE

“Why you guys first? Fine just don’t take too long.” Mateo being the youngest brother.

Another great quotable episode

I did love the reveal of it being a younger Marjan, showing us her parents

This was such a strong episode – from top to bottom, every member of the cast & crew really gave it their all – and it shows.

She looks so small in that hospital bed with her found brother & adopted dad, then her smile when she gets the flowers from her parents – such a great ending scene.

Looking forward to the rest of the season – It just keeps getting better.

[feartheoldblog]

OI

OPEN UP! I GOT ASKS!

8. What are your 3 favourite areas and why?

16. Who is the most underrated NPC in your opinion?

29. What are your 3 favourite non-boss enemies? (behave)

35. What ingame faction would you belong to?

HELLO BIM I HOPE YOU ARE BLESSED WITH TESCO BAGUETTES ON THIS FINE DAY

8. What are your 3 favourite areas and why?

Okay so in no particular order:

Castle Cainhurst (Bloodborne): I don’t even know if I have to explain tbh it’s a super cool dilapidated vampire castle covered in snow. The lore surrounding it is really interesting as well, as are the enemy types. Also ice pop grandpa is pretty cool 👍

Irithyll of the Boreal Valley (DS3): It has this really uneasy feeling attached to it. The Sulyvahn’s Beast that attacks you on the bridge is ofc the first sign that something isn’t right but the emptiness of it is so unsettling. Until you bump into the knights and get murdered (rite of passage). The lore, once again, is impeccable, and the architecture is magnificent. Furthermore, the little ghosts of the Irithyll people are super eerie but also tragic :’)

Prison Town (Elden Ring): This was a difficult choice because I love the Haligtree aesthetics (hate it’s enemies) but I had to choose PT because I enjoy mostly everything about it. The Godskin Noble is a bit annoying as a boss but they’re easy dealt with with a bit of patience! The view of a literal town semi-submerged in lava is amazing. Rykard, you are a genius. A terrifying one, though.

16. Who is the most underrated NPC in your opinion?

I think everyone in BB gets a decent amount of attention bc there’s like 10 NPCs so I’m gonna have to say Irina from DS3. Her and Eygon’s dynamic is really interesting and I really want to know what she did to get sent there. Of course there’s the firekeeper thing but Eygon seems really perturbed about coming here and insults her specifically. Also she’s just super nice. I can never bring myself to learn the dark incants from her bc it upsets her </3 Also the braille makes her happy.

29. What are your 3 favourite non-boss enemies? (behave)

Life is so unfair when I have to behave 💔💔💔

Okay:

1) Corvian Knights (DS3)

2) Ringed City Knights (DS3)

3) Second Generation Albinaurics (Elden Ring) - my silly little guys

DS3 had the best enemy selection honestly

Do I enjoy fighting most of these? No, because they are evil and destroy me. Are they cool? Absolutely.

35. What ingame faction would you belong to?

Bloodborne: I’d love to be an Workshop Hunter. I feel like you have a great selection of weapons to choose from, the armour is stylish and you’ve got some of the strongest hunters to support you. Realistically though probably the Choir (I am too asthmatic).

Dark Souls: The DS world absolutely terrifies me so I’d hate to be in any of the covenants but if I had to choose I’d probably say the Watchdogs of Farron. I wanna make the dead dog happy :( (also they’re basically DS1 forest hunters. kinda sucks that we don’t get the flip ring though)

[schmem14]

15 Questions | 15 People

Rules: Answer these 15 Questions, then Tag 15 People (LOL no way I tag 15 people, but I’ll try)

No one tagged me, this just looked fun and I’m avoiding things while my minions watch Wall-E

1. Are you named after anyone? No because I’m the middle child. Which means I have the most popular girl name for the year I was born. YAY. 😬

2. When was the last time you cried? Last night. Mr. Schmem and I were having a pointless argument and I got very emotional. Don’t worry, we’re all good now, but splitting hairs when I’m in a bad mood is what I do best. 

3. Do you have kids? Oh, you mean, minions that look like kinda like me and talk back incessantly? why yes, I do believe I have some of those wandering under foot. 

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? When I’m pissed off, absolutely. I become a sarcastic hissing cat and I kind of hate that about myself, but it’s a coping mechanism and it gives me a dopamine high to be a bitch sometimes. 

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?  It’s mostly subconscious and I’m a human so I definitely judge the book by its cover, at least for a millisecond before I decide whether to keep being judgmental, or feed myself the override codes. 

6. What’s your eye color? Blue, but not the pretty kind. The murky, grey-ish blue that looks blaaaahhh/colorless from far away. You have to get up REAL CLOSE to appreciate the shade of blue. Mr. Schmem likes it though, so that’s good. 

7. Scary movies or happy ending? Both. There is a time and a place, they are equally satisfying in their own context.   

8. Any special talents? Monkey see, monkey do. I’m one of those “jack of all trades, master of none” people who picks up new skills and tinkers with them until I feel like I’ve gotten what I wanted out of them before moving on. I think it’s my way of coping with the fact that I’m not much of a traveller (not ‘cause I don’t wanna be, but because of my adorable minion baggage and the fact that I’m a broke ass millennial.)

9. Where were you born? St. Louis, Missouri. I’ve lived a lot of places, though and I don’t remember it well. 

10. What are your hobbies? Outside of fandom??  Sourdough baking. Quilting. Knitting. Sewing. Hiking. Yoga. Reading. (I do 50 about books a year in addition to fic reading). Netflix and Chill. Cooking delicious food that my minions refuse to eat. Decluttering my house (I am an optimistic minimalist enthusiast who is always battling with holiday and birthday gifts and the thousands of papers they send home with minions from school.) Painting, sometimes, but abstract, not figure/portrait stuff. 

11. Do you have any pets?  No. Allergies out the wazoo here. Best we could do if we wanted is a reptile, amphibian, or fish. Hard pass on all of the above. 

12. What sports do you play/have you played? I suck at sports, mostly because I have no interest in them. If I did have an interest, I’m confident I could learn. I will not play volleyball though, under any circumstances. Too many broken glasses. 

13. How tall are you? 5'7″

14. Favorite subject at school? Science, specifically the life variety. Don’t even try to talk Physics to me. Oh! and I LOVED Statistics, surprisingly. 

15. Dream job? Since I burnt out as an educator, I’m literally open to anything flexible, that pays, and that I can put down at the end of the day and not think about until tomorrow. (mental health reasons)

Tags (feel free to ignore or participate!!): @the-francakes @sliebman10 @coconutice22 @broomsticks @defaultchaos1 @nanneramma @peachpety @lumosatnight @eggbagelsjr @millennialgrandma @eevans22 @dodgerkedavra @thebrokequill @emberandrain @holygnocchi 

I think that’s 15 but if I missed you, participate anyways and tag me so I can learn more about you! <3

[writingforevren]

Stranger Things - Skull Rock - Steddie Fanfic

Read the full thing as it comes out on Ao3

Yep I started an Ao3 account, here’s a little excerpt of the current Fic I’m writing. Robin and Steve bantering about Steve’s failed love life.

“So what about that girl you went out with last week?” Robin Buckley leaned over the front counter of the Family Video she worked with Steve at, her bob of hair bouncing as she handed him a box of unsorted tapes

“Will you stop asking me about my love life for once in your goddamn life? Just because you’re happily ‘in love’ or some shit doesn’t mean you have to shame me for getting unlucky once in a while.” Steve Harrington retaliated, he was getting REALLY sick of Robin constantly asking questions about girls, or making comments. He was at the point where he wasn’t sure if it was just robin being her eccentric self or if she genuinely was making fun of his love life, which absolutely sucked considering he was so used to girls in high school being all over him. He haphazardly restocked the shelves, not really paying attention to what he put where, it was a wonder he wasn’t fired yet but maybe his charm really did work… Just not in the way he’d hoped.

“Vickie and I aren’t ‘in love’ okay? we’re just- I dunno” He watched as Robin smiled and stumbled over her words. Yes. Yes, he was happy for her but seeing her happily in love with some girl just made him regret what happened with Nancy even more. He had been so close yet she still chose Jonathan after everything.

“Uh huh yeah sure and I’m not best friends with a freshman.” The way he said it made it sound like Dustin was just another fourteen year old which he definitely wasn’t, in fact he was one of the most genius people Steve knew.

“Okay seriously though Steve what happened with her?” Nancy, god what did happen with them? it seemed like he won her back over so what happened? “What was her name? Betsy? no uhm I’ll get it give me a second” She walked over and tidied the shelves that Steve had just stocked “Bee- Be- Bi- Be- Bella?” She guessed

“I think it was Becky-” To be completely honest he didn’t fully make an effort to remember the names of the girls he asked out, and yes it was shallow but usually if they had a pretty face and cute smile he’d take a chance. He wasn’t desperate though, definitely not. “and no it didn’t go well, I mean-” He shook his head trying to remember exactly what happened, he hated to admit it but he still couldn’t get over the Nancy thing. “I mean it- it went fine but then she invited me over and turned out she lives at her grandma’s house. I mean for fucks sakes t-the place smelled like perfume mixed with- with like mold and dead cats.” He realized he tended to speak faster when he spoke about something he really didn’t want to remember, he could almost picture the smell.

“So it wasn’t the girl? it was just her temporary living situation? God Steve it seems like you’re making every excuse not to be happy. I-I mean I know unhappy okay? you know that. And you- you are a prime example of loneliness Steve. A PRIME EXAMPLE.” Robin slammed down a movie for emphasis.

“Okay! what are you trying to do?” Steve founding himself raising his voice a little bit before he realized a couple of middle schoolers staring at them from the cross the store. He waited a moment as the middle schoolers left the store, before taking a deep breath and repeating himself “what are you trying to do?”

“Look. Look at how happy they are!” Robin gestured to the cover of a new rom-com with a guy and a girl hugging on the cover

“You do realize that’s a movie about a guy who pays a girl to be his girlfriend right?” Steve pulled the movie out of Robin’s hand and placed it back on the shelf.

“You know I don’t watch romance, my point is that you’re-”

“For god sakes Robin! I am not lone-” The bell rang signaling the door opening and as Steve looked up he saw none other than the dead man walking, Eddie Munson. “-ly…” He finished more quietly. He was at least thankful that the rest of the store was empty.

Short & Sweet, Of course there’s more though actually like 15,000 words in my doc in the last week which is more than I’ve written original works in the last year.