#and that's all very crunchy and tasty for me

[angelsdean]

DEAN IS TWELVE ! DEAN IS TWELVE ! DEAN IS TWELVE !

[aeide-thea]

god i forgot abt this but seeing hands of the emperor fic on my dash just now reminded me of like. learning abt māori pepeha and how you pronounce whānau and having the sudden realization 'oh you just fully appropriated that for your book, didn't you'

[brittle-doughie]

I wish to request something a little strange- So you have experimented with the idea of Cookie Cannibalism so maybe I was hoping you could just build on the idea. No morbid curiosity tho

(This ask was super weird, so you can ignore it if you want)

Bake It Till You Make It: Tasty Delights

It never hurts anyone to have a treat every now and then..also I updated the first part to my current format of posts

WARNINGS: Cookie Cannibalism

Running the shop doesn’t always have to be around the holidays. The Sugar Gnomes were generous enough to have you run the shop all winter long! If that was what made you and the cookies in the kingdom happy!

It had surely made the cookies happy alright! All day, every day has cookies coming in the high tens into your shop! They can never seem to get enough of the cakes and sweets offered here, you being the manager also had a hand in the amount of visits too.

But that was only half of the whole thing. The other half was the cookies being thankful enough to gift you their own sweets.

You never questioned their generosity, accepting the gifts with a smile. What was odd would be the cookies acting a little suspicious in terms of behavior or style of clothing, something that was a bit out of character for them.

Cookies like Crunchy Chip Cookie that are usually pretty tough are left trying to come up with an explanation for their insistence on you accepting their sweets, Crunchy especially since you recalled that sweets weren’t his thing. He practically pleaded for you to take it and eat it, he wanted to know if you liked his sweets. He wanted to know if you liked how it tasted…

And, in his head, if you liked how he tasted…

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Crunchy Chip yelled out as he cracked off a piece of his arm, a brief moment of pain that had take deep breath.

But in his mind, it would be worth it. To see you savor the taste of what he made despite the end result. To see you savor how he’d taste like.

It would be worth it…

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You thanked him as he left with his cake, sitting down at one of the tables as you started to eat his sweets. For someone who didn’t like them, Crunchy’s delights were pretty good! You continue taking a bite, and then another one, and then another…until it was all gone.

That really hit the spot as you sigh contently, leaning back in your chair…with the window behind you having a fixated Crunchy Chip watching intently before he hurried away.

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Mozzarella Cookie thought it would be pretty interesting of her to give you a mozzarella cheesecake. A very odd choice of ingredients, you even joked if she had placed a piece of her own mozzarella in it, something she giggled at.

What a silly thing to say!

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She wasted no time in gently removing pieces of her mozzarella hair to smoothly texture her cheesecake.

She’d know that you’ll like it, she’d kick herself if you didn’t. After all…

…an intriguing cookie like you only deserves an intriguing dessert~

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The amount of cookies coming in for some of his healings have been noticeably higher during this time of the year for Pure Vanilla Cookie. They’d come him, almost impatiently ask that he give them some healings to make them feel better before they’d hurried off for the day.

The changes in their outfits did not go unnoticed by the Ancient Cookie. Raspberry Cookie’s hair covering a portion of her face, Pastry Cookie wearing a sort of cloak to conceal her form, Clover Cookie missing tufts of hair…

They’d never want to answer any of his questions and just move along hastily…

He decided to come to you to see if you had any clue about this. He catches you just as you’re about to close up shop for today, a box that contained coral cake in your hands.

“Y/N Cookie! How are you, my friend?”

You greeted Pure Vanilla warmly as you two shared a hug. You asked him what brought him you.

“I was just worried about the number of cookies coming to see me to heal them. Do you know anything by any chance?”

Injured cookies? This was the first time you were hearing of this…

“It’s just that they never wish to tell me what was wrong with them. They’re always in a hurry to leave…”

This was pretty odd behavior…but you’d look into it whenever you can. You had to head back your place for today.

“Thank you, Y/N Cookie. I’ll help you in any way I can.”

You bid each other farewell as you head home, opening the box to take a bite of the cake, humming delightly as you savored the flavor.

As you reach home, you head to the fridge to put it away for later. You had to make room though, with a number of different sweets and foods already crowding your fridge, gifted by your Cookies.

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The utensils and ingredients were set, with instructions to make a cobbler.

The cookie was all to ready to get started…if not for one more ingredient to really make this cobbler special..

She can already picture it now. Seeing cookies crowding the shop, wanting their order to be taken first. She was stepping past the crowd to meet you at the counter

She presented her cobbler to you, wishing for you to have a taste!

You took a bite and you’d immediately be downing the whole dessert right there and then, excitement bubbling within herself at how much you liked it.

You’d tell her that you loved her cobbler with all of your being, you’d ask her…if she’d make more for you. She’d be all too eager to say yes! She will make more!

It would feel as if she had a connection with you more than the rest…

With these thoughts, the cookies giggled a little manically as she gets ready to crack off her lower arm…

White Lily is sure of herself that you’ll enjoy her dessert!

[actuallysaiyan]

hii, about Valentine's Day request, I would like to ask one with Itachi NSFW plss: Itachi is making some chocolates for his loved one (Reader) on Valentine’s Day!

warnings: smut, vaginal fingering, use of aphrodisiac, Non-massacre AU word count: 1.1k pairings: Itachi Uchiha x Fem!Reader summary: Itachi intends to spoil you all day, but when he sees the way you react to the aphrodisiac, he knows he's going to have to take advantage.

Itachi knows he doesn’t have too much time before you return home from the spa he sent you to. He thought that you’d enjoy the day to be pampered. The two of you lead very intense lives. Even just both getting this day off together is a rarity. But he pulled some strings to be able to have this special day with you. He knew he’d have to make it extra special since it’s been a long time since you had a good day off together.

He’s in the kitchen, following the recipe to a T. Shisui had been the one to mention making chocolate. It was a cliche and old fashion tradition for loved ones to give each other chocolate for Valentine’s day, so him making some for you ought to give him a few extra points on top of the other gifts. He stirs the chocolate, and then he reaches over for the heart-shaped molds.

When you return from the spa, your whole body feels like it’s glowing. You haven’t felt so relaxed in what feels like ages. The smell of chocolate fills your senses as you walk inside the house. Itachi has his back to you, his apron hangs low on his hips. He seems so preoccupied by making this treat for you that he doesn’t even register that you’re coming in through the door. Slowly, you make your way over to him and wrap your arms around him. This startles him only just a little, but he sighs contentedly when he feels you nuzzling your face in his back.

“Welcome back, little dove.” He murmurs softly. He’s now pouring the chocolate into the molds. “Did you have a good time at the spa?”

You nod your head against him, “It was so divine.”

He can smell expensive lotion on you. You must feel like a million ryō. When he turns around after pouring all the chocolate into the molds, he can see such a relaxed smile on your face. It warms his heart to see you this happy. He doesn’t remember the last time either of you were this relaxed. With him being in the ANBU and you being a jounin sensei, it was much too tough to even have a moment of relaxing.

“What have you got there?” you ask, a coy smile on your face.

Itachi smirks, “Chocolates. Specifically for you.”

He shows you the ones he had finished earlier today. They were solid and finished. They looked so delectable, the kind of thing you’d find in a specialty bakery. The smell lingers in the air too, giving the room a romantic aspect to it. Itachi plucks one of the chocolates from the box and he brings it closer to your lips. You look up into his eyes as he gently places the chocolate on your tongue.

“Tell me exactly what you like about it.”

You close your mouth around the candy. It’s sweet and rich. The chocolate begins melting almost immediately between your lips. It’s got something crunchy inside too, which you identify as almonds. It’s so delectable and you can’t help but salivate just a little as you finish eating the chocolate. It tastes even better since it was made with love.

“It’s so tasty. So rich…crunchy in all the right ways.”

He plucks another one from the box, this one has a bit of red coloring on it. You eye it carefully, and he then brings it to your lips again. You open your mouth, and this time your tongue caresses the tips of your lover’s fingers. He gasps softly, but pulls away to allow you the chance to taste this confectionery.

“It’s…cherry.” You say, a look of happiness in your eyes. “So good!”

This makes Itachi happy. He plucks one last chocolate from the box, this one has white coloring on it. It’s a special one, one he’s filled with an aphrodisiac in it. He then slips it between your waiting lips, your tongue caressing his fingers once more.

The minute you taste the vanilla in this chocolate, you feel your heart racing. Your legs part slightly as Itachi leans in to kiss you. He towers over you in the best way possible, and his lips are soft and smooth against yours. Then you let out a pleasured gasp as he pins your wrists above your head.

“Now that I have you all to myself,” he breathes between kisses.” I think it’s time we indulge in a sweet all of our own.”

You blink a few times, making sure you heard him correctly. It is valentine’s day after all, you knew he’d have something like this planned for the both of you. But it’s always such long stretches between you and him being able to be intimate. You’re almost already soaked in your panties just from the idea of being able to have your lover all to yourself right now.

“I see that look in your eyes,” Itachi presses another kiss to your lips. “You’re aroused.”

You can’t even hide it. Your skin is warm to the touch and your eyes are half-lidded. You cant your hips forward, desperate for a bit more friction. This aphrodisiac was beginning to work its way through your system a little quicker than Itachi had even anticipated. It was truly sexy to watch you succumb to its power. He always loves seeing you while in the throes of pleasure.

“Get in the bedroom, head down and ass up.”

You swallow hard at his lewd words but you do not make him repeat them. You begin scurrying off to the bedroom, your excitement growing with each step. You enter the bedroom, noticing that the sheets have been changed and there is ambient lighting in here. You strip your clothes, rushing to get in the position Itachi wants you in.

He chuckles darkly when he sees you on the bed, in the exact position he demanded of you. You wiggle your ass, desperate to feel him deep inside you. He crawls on the bed, removing his shirt and unbuttoning his pants. Then you whine as you feel his large hands spreading your ass cheeks. He laughs softly when he sees just how wet you are.

“Pretty girl,” he says as he allows one of his fingers to spread your folds. “You were needing me just as badly as I needed you.”

This makes you moan, backing your ass up towards him. He snickers to himself once more before allowing one of his fingers to slide deep into your heat. His cock twitches at the feeling of how wet and hot you are. All this from this aphrodisiac and the knowledge that you’ll get the whole day to indulge in such pleasurable acts with your lover.

‘I could just eat you up, sweetheart.”

Itachi then leans in to breathe in your sweet scent. His tongue replaces his finger, dipping so deep into your weeping hole. He’s going to get himself drunk off your essence. And he has no regrets about that. Not even one.

[sirfrogsworth]

Mental Health Sushi

My brain was a bag full of cats today and I really needed to get out of the house. I was also craving sushi.

Or maybe I was craving sushi because of the brain cats?

I don't get paid until Saturday so my friend told me he would buy me dinner to help me calm the cats.

I still don't have my new lens. They said it would be in stock by "end of week" so hopefully that means tomorrow. But my brain cats were also desiring photography.

Some demanding-ass cranial felines to be sure.

I headed across the river to Nice Sam's and I challenged myself to take some photos as I acquired sushi.

Sam's is a challenging place to get cool photos so I thought I would do something experimental to make things more interesting. I love panoramic photos but most people look at stuff on their phones and horizontal panos always look like a tiny sliver. So I wondered if it would be cool if I did vertical panoramas.

I started looking straight down and took 5 photos gradually raising my camera upward.

To all of the grade school bullies who made fun of my belly... I can totally see my feet.

I found the sushi and they had some interesting things. I tried doing a giant sushi panorama but my lens had way too much barrel distortion and the way I shot it caused... issues.

All of those vertical lines didn't help the situation.

If you use a wide angle lens it is best practice to rotate the camera around a nodal point.

This helps eliminate parallax artifacts and helps Photoshop get a better stitch. It can sort of unwrap and flatten your photos like the label on a soda bottle. But when I took a photo, I moved to the left, took a photo, moved to the left, took a photo. That's a better technique when you have a more tele lens with less distortion on the edges.

In any case, I grabbed some spicy tuna roll, a "dynamite" roll (which I had never tried before), and a variety pack.

Once I got my sushi I tried a few more vertical panoramas in the parking lot.

These two are kinda neat when you switch back and forth rapidly. My belly and feet line up. And I totally planned that. Definitely not a coincidence.

Hey PandaKhan! Put your cart back in the corral!

I was trying to look cool and roll my cart so it buttsex'd into the next one... but that just inched it forward. So I had to buttsex them the less cool way.

Which is a reminder to all you buttsexing folks to use a quality lubricant.

Oh, and I was also test driving my new jacket. I haven't needed to outstretch my arms like Superman as of yet, so the sizing might be okay after all.

Though, do those shoulders look a bit bunchy to you? I'm getting linebacker vibes from this photo. I dunno. I'm going to take better pictures later so I can evaluate the fit a little better. It's hard to tell from the mirror shots.

When I got home I started with the Dynamite Roll.

The crunchy onions on top were very tasty.

I don't know if my brain cats are any better but at least I'm not hungry anymore.

[tciddaemina]

What is the weirdest, feralest headcanon you've had about a character?

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. fuck okay this takes some thinking. weird and feral, weird and feral, hmmm.

okay, i think i have one. i'm gonna preface this by saying that svsss is a story that brings out the weird in me - the characters are all so messed up and dysfunction and weird about each other and the world is so intense and strange that its very tasty to play with. like, both the characters, plot, and setting are all so chewy and crunchy, you can just sink you're teeth right in.

bc like okay (bingqiu and monsterfucking cw here, for anyone who would prefer to keep scrolling) Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe are so utterly weird and fucked up about each other. Like, full on dysfunctionally obsessed in a way that would be like horror story levels if they were with anyone but each other (yes, even Shen Qingqiu - he is literally so obsessed with PIDW and Luo Binghe that he dies mad over it, and then spends his entire new life orbiting Luo Binghe like a planet around a sun, knowing absolutely every detail of his would-be life and who he is and what his deepest inner thoughts and traumas are - like, unreliable narrator or not, Shen Qingqiu is every bit as messed up and intense about Luo Binghe as Luo Binghe is about him).

and that's something that's very fun to play with. like, their relationship is intense, codependent, obsessive, and like, a hundred other things that irl would be a red flag, but its fiction. i know some people don't like writing or reading about unhealthy relationships or stuff that in an irl situation would be concerning, but like tbh the fact that they're so messed up and intense is half the reason they're so fun to write for. (obligatory fiction =/= reality).

anyway so, yeah they have a messed up very obsessive relationship and one of the things that's sort of fun to play with is how far they'd go for each other. like, how far their affection stretches, and how that would influence their reactions to situations. and you know me, i'm a good fan of some of that eldritch and monster content.

bc right like, these two are utterly fixated on each other. just, utterly gone. and so yeah, headcanon, i feel like both of these guys wouldn't blink an eye at even the most weird, off the page monster-fucking you have ever seen, if the person was the other one.

okay so right - on Shen Qingqiu's side we already have some pretty eldritch stuff to work with. like he's literally a bodysnatcher who took over someone else who would have/did die, and assumed his identity and pretty much got away with it. and you can spin that up into something even more fun. like maybe Luo Binghe, being half demon and with heavenly demon blood, has a bit of idk, extrasensory perception or something like that. so he wakes up one morning in the woodshed to this immense feeling of just DREAD hanging over the mountain, which no one else seems to be feeling or reacting to. and it only gets worse when he's summoned to see his master, to the point where approaching the bamboo house is literally making him break out in a cold terrified sweat. and when he see's Shen Qingqiu he just freezes, because looming above his master's body is an immense faceless shadowy figure with a dozen arms, whose body is sewn through with bleeding golden thread, which runs down to his master's body, stitching the two together. and then the plot continues like normal, and this new not-Shen Jiu gives him the medicine, and Luo Binghe gets used to the feeling of immense eldritch dread and the plot plays out like normal with Luo Binghe still being like 😍😍😍 and still absolutely being dtf this terrifying towering shadow bleeding figure.

and its so tasty! because you can flip it around as well. Luo Binghe would 1000% willingly and enthusiastically monsterfuck for Shen Qingqiu, but Shen Qingqiu would also do the same for him (albeit with a bit more crisis about it, but only so far as him "not being gay" is the problem. the fact that Luo Binghe is a monster barely registers).

and so like - alright, another situation. Say Luo Binghe's demon heritage is a bit more intense than just 'gets a demon forehead mark and some demonic energy' and that when he gets hucked into the endless abyss and is forced to survive its brutal conditions, his human form can't tolerate it and the rest of his inheritance comes through. and you could play with a few things here - maybe something dragon-like (not in a, ooh this a sexy dragon person kind of way, but like, Luo Binghe is literally a dragon kind of way, scarred and fire-breath and dark edgy scales and all), or something a bit more demonic and eerie. but like, whatever you go with, the end result is that Luo Binghe is distinctly non-humanoid and deeply scary-looking. and so when Luo Binghe does claw his way out of the abyss, Shen Qingqiu is *shocked pikachu face* about it, because this didn't happen in the original. and idk, maybe Luo Binghe goes through a whole thing of visiting Shen Qingqiu in his dreams, and being very circumspect, and never actually turns up in person in front of him, bc Luo Binghe is deeply insecure and is certain Shen Qingqiu will be revolted or terrified and reject him as a monster (after all, he threw him into the abyss when he looked human, what would he do seeing Luo Binghe like this?). eventually it comes out and Shen Qingqiu ends up face to face with him, and Luo Binghe's trying to cringe and shy away and throw himself on his sword or whatever, and Shen Qingqiu is just like shut up! monster or not you're still my student! and anyway, Luo Binghe ends up staying with Shen Qingqiu again or something, and they do a dumb thing where they're basically speed running a long term relationship without realising (well, Luo Binghe realises, and he's tormented about it, bc on the one hand he wants all the affection he can get from Shen Qingqiu, on the other hand he's got paralyzing guilt about the fact he's sort of taking advantage) and it culminates in Shen Qingqiu finally cottoning on and having a panic about it (about the gay bit, more than the monster bit) before sorting it out and 100% being down to bang Luo Binghe anyway, despite him not being remotely human looking. And Luo Binghe is just dying, because like, you know a person really loves you when they love you even when you're a terrifying non-human monster, and Shen Qingqiu is discovering all sorts of things about himself, namely how little he bats an eye at the thought of doing some truly obscene monsterfucker shit - because it's Binghe, so of course its hot (nevermind that Shen Qingqiu is a bit too into monsters away, so is sort of also getting a kick out of it just for the chance to study monster!Binghe so up close)

And anyway this is how you get me idly considering story ideas like 'hey what if Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe got dropped messily into a scifi setting and Shen Qingqiu glitched on the way because of system and so ends up in a terrifying carnivorous!super-dangerous!mantis-monster-person!body, still dressed in his robes, while Binghe is still basically just a normal person who looks the same, and they get gently arrested by the galactic police who are like "holy shit what the fuck is this walking person-eater doing in the port, it's about to be a bloodbath" whereas Binghe, beside him is just like "don't you dare be mean to my husband, shizun is very gentle!" and anyway Shen Qingqiu diffuses things enough for them to get escorted to a fancy suite (jail cell) while things get looked into, and the poor people surveilling them have to watch in rapt horror/awe as Binghe goes about seducing Shen Qingqiu, who is sure Luo Binghe must be revolted by his terrifying new form, while Luo Binghe proves that absolutely isn't the case. Shizun is shizun no matter his body, and Luo Binghe loves every version of him, and is absolutely so so keen to get it on and explore this new body'

and so that's how i get to there, and then i have to think about the fact that the premise is so absolutely wild and out of the left field that i would have no idea how to justifying coming up with it or wanting to write it. so yeah, wild and feral headcanon - Luo Binghe and Shen Qingqiu are absolutely monsterfuckers, but only ever for each other

[bellyasks]

How about a nature theme?

🌹🥀🌱🍃🌵🌴🪺🏔️🌊🌬️⚡🌧️☀️🌕💫

thankyouuuu im going with more of a fantasy thing for this one since i feel like the last few ive posted all look the same (you can tell i was grasping for straws with some of these forgive me😭😭😭) some stuffing, some inflation/expansion/bloating

🌹 Your character eats a tasty plant known for being particularly filling. They don't feel all that full until they find out where it gets its reputation: it blooms inside the stomach, filling them to the brim with large, hearty blossoms. Their burps probably smell pretty sweet.

🥀 Your character is feeling wilted after accidentally eating something that's been enchanted to drain energy. The best way to rejuvenate themself in this situation is with plenty of food and drink, even if they're already full from whatever they ate.

🌱 Your character is a plant person. They aren't nearly as big as their fellow plants, and they're doing everything they can to grow themself bigger--extra sunlight, lots of water, the works. Maybe it'll work eventually, but for right now all they have to show for their effort is an extremely bloated tummy.

🍃 Your character adds a new fast-growing plant to their garden, hoping for some quick and plentiful produce. What they didn't realize is just how quickly it grows. Before their very eyes, the sweet, crunchy leaves begin to spring up and overtake their garden. There's no time to get help; the only thing they can do is try to eat it faster than it can grow. Can they get it under control before they run out of tummy space?

🌵 After eating far too much, your character is feeling sore and sick and desperately wants a tummy rub. Sadly, they're covered in prickly scales, and their tummy is far too rough for most hands. Can anybody help them? Maybe some protective gloves would be useful.

🌴 Your character is a little woodland critter who lives in a hole in a tree. Their home inside the trunk is comfortably roomy, but the entrance is a pretty tight squeeze. It wouldn't take too much to bloat their tummy up enough to make it hard to get through, or even to get them stuck.

🪺 Your character is some sort of sneaky little egg-stealing freak, and they happen upon a nice full nest. One or two eggs would easily fill them up, but they can't carry the rest with them and they're unwilling to leave them behind, so they quickly cram the rest into their belly as well. Hopefully they're not too stuffed to scurry off before whatever laid those eggs returns.

🏔️ Your character is hiking up a mountain, and they stumble across some berry bushes. They're easy to identify as safe; these berries have pretty much no lookalikes…except for a very similar-looking berry that expands dramatically in dark, damp environments, making themselves a hazard to anybody careless enough to eat too many.

🌊 Your character is a deep-sea mermaid. They occasionally visit their friends who live closer to the surface, and any time they do, the change in pressure makes their belly bloat terribly. Hopefully their shallow water friends have something to soothe their tummy, otherwise it's going to be a very uncomfortable visit.

🌬️ Your character is a winged creature, perhaps a fairy or a harpy, flying against strong wind. They make the mistake of opening their mouth for a moment and are promptly filled up with a rush of air.

⚡ Your character has some sort of lightning powers that build up if they aren't released frequently enough. If they find themself somewhere where it isn't safe to blow off some electrical steam, their belly could become very uncomfortably bloated.

🌧️ Your character is at a cafe in the sky, trying a cloud for the first time. They're warned to take it slow, but they accidentally suck up the whole cloud in one slurp, leaving their belly incredibly bloated, at least until all the vapor in their stomach condenses back into water.

☀️ Your character is a creature with an exceptionally high body temperature. They don't need water to survive, and it isn't really found where they're from, so they've never had it before. The first time they drink water, they discover that it boils inside their stomach, rapidly filling them up with steam.

🌕 Your character visits the moon and discovers that the rumors are true: it's made of cheese (continuously regenerating cheese, too!). The place is filled with expansive cheese shops and restaurants specializing in cheesy foods. By the time your character is ready to come back from their trip, their belly is feeling very weighed down by all the tasty cosmic cheese they've eaten.

💫 Your character is visiting an intergalactic rest stop, and they have a buffet there. There are foods from all sorts of different planets, many of which your character has never seen before, and, being curious, they're eager to try a little bit of everything. They'll be stuffed enough from the quantity of food; hopefully none of the strange and unfamiliar foods upset their belly.

[spatheandspadix]

Being in rehab is kinda hard because the food options are very limited and not very nutritious (think grim, floppy grilled cheese and unseasoned canned/frozen veg at every meal). My friend Rayne made this wonderful fundraiser to get me money to order delivery while I'm here and it's made a huge difference! Just having fresh, crunchy, tasty vegetables and flavorful spices to look forward to is immensely beneficial to my mental health. I'm also getting way better nutrition this way, especially protein and vitamins.

Everything I don't spend on food is going toward medical equipment that will help me go home (lots of which isn't covered by insurance), other medical bills, and all the weird surprise expenses that go along with being hit by a car and disappearing from the world for a month.

[grapeagata]

What rock would you want to eat if you could? I would want to eat Pyrite and hoped it tasted like raw gold foil chocolate coins

It's hard to say, they all look so tasty! As many said already, a lot of rocks and minerals look like candy so honestly I'd like to eat them all!

If I have to say specifics I'd say Coffinite bc it looks like a crunchy chocolate cookie. Chalcanthite also just looks like some very silly candy. Cinnabar is just hard candy to me, same to Galena. Orpiment bc yellow and also again, looks like candy. Malachite is just so pretty I wanna put it in my mouth!

[siberat]

Mukbang part 6

“So, how about we give these pancakes a try? *Grins* As I said prior, this treat is what I am most excited to try! I found this recipe online and was excited to try it for this event. Cinnamon Pancakes! These were fun to make; I loved watching them change color on the frying pan and fluff up! *Licks lips* I cannot wait to sink my teeth into these!

*Takes a bite, face lights up* Wow. That cinnabar is potent! But it’s so tasty and goes well with the fluffy and buttery taste of the breakfast cake. And this syrup? So sweet and warm! Perfect combination, if you ask me!

And it looks like a topic of conversation just pinged. *Reads text* Oh, this is definitely on point. But it's a tricky question for sure. *Looks at camera* Why do you all make me suffer so? Just listen to what this ‘Nonny asked. If you had to choose to only ever eat lunch, breakfast, or dinner for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

*Clearly throat* First, I am going to have to have a little chat with you. I don’t usually get angry, and I am trying to hold back the inner beast here. But listen. *Face goes stern as a finger is wagged at the camera* You forgot a meal. Dessert. How could you? You cannot forget about cannolis, cakes, ice cream, and pies! *Busts into laughter* I’m just playing; I am not mad. Though there really should be that fourth choice, however, that would not be the healthiest choice.

Hmmmmm *Face deep in thought* I suppose I couldn’t pick brunch? I think that would be considered cheating. * Takes another bite of pancake* This is tough. I simply adore breakfasts; they seem the most comforting and wholesome. And nothing beats chowing down on such rich and sweet foods first thing in the morning. Well, after my morning yoga and prayers.

But my absolute favorite meal would have to be supper. To me, it’s the most filling. I love Cyber/tonian sushi, noodles with all the fixings like a sunny-side-up egg, fresh veggies, and meat. *A dreamy look appears on face* Even some of Rat/chet’s favorites are up there, believe it or not. Greasy burgers and fries, lasagna, fried cyberchicken. *Giggles* Yes, I ate plenty of the food tonight. But another reason I enjoy suppers is that Rat/chet and I usually eat these meals together. Yes, our suppers are later in the evenings, but my mech loves coming home to a fresh, home-cooked meal on the table. *Pouts* if he runs late, sometimes I have to microwave them. *Gives a sweet smile, then devours the rest of the pancakes* But we always enjoy the time spent together!

Now it’s time to move on to another dish and another ask. What shall I try next, hmmm? *Bites lip while looking over the table* Ooooo, I know. This pudding. Doesn’t it look so yummy? It has a layer of crunchies on top of some thick whipped cream, then two flavors of pudding: amber and bronzite. And the very bottom is a moist bed of hematite cake. *Grabs a spoon and takes a bite* This is so rich and creamy!

Alright, the next question comes from Auto/bot Jerry. This is one crazy robo-mouse! Let’s see what’s on his mind. ‘Dri/ft, it’s Jerry! I always wondered how you’re able to eat so much and never get full, even from getting so huge. Speaking of, mind if I rest inside your flabs while you eat? Please? I haven’t bothered Rat/chet today, I promise!’

*Raises brow* Well, I am glad you haven’t pestered Rat/chet today, but I am banking on you saving that for another day. *Sighs* I’ll find out when you do; my lover always comes back in an extra grumpy mood when you do tease. *Eats more pudding*

How can I eat so much? Well, that’s simple. This food is just so flavorful and, dare I say, addictive. Each mouthful tastes like another! And before you know it, your dish is finished, and you are ready for another one. *Smiles and laughs* Now, about never getting full…. Well, that’s not quite the truth. Trust me, I am feeling it right now. *Rubs his grumbling belly* The dull aches are turning into a steady pain that’s radiating all over my belly. Do you hear my belly crying angrily? *Huffs out air* I just hope I can finish! *Gobbles up more pudding, licking some from his lips* My golly, I sure did get huge…Just look out how thick my thighs became and how my belly takes much of my lap!

But I am onto the best part of this treat. *Shows camera* I have reached the cake layer! *Scoops cake and pudding into mouth* Now, as for resting in my flab rolls…. Oh, I bet it would be so warm and cozy for sure! Perfect place to take a nap. Sadly, I am gonna have to decline, though. I am simply too stuffed to house a little robomouse between these rolls. I don’t think there’s enough room! Plus, my belly is all achy and quivery as is without you squirming around. You’ll have to take a rain check for another time. *Polishes off the pudding*

Well, that sure was scrumptious! And eating one sweet tastes like another. How about this Alti/hex roll? I just love this earthy-red brown shell and pink cream rolled in such a pretty little coil. And the confectionary copper flakes look ever so pretty. *Picks up the dish and shows camera* Now, this usually serves four. And I know I should save some for my conj/unx…All I can promise is to try! * Takes a huge bite, optics light up*

Hmmmmmmmm. Very tasty! The cake is light and fluffy, yet the cream filling is thick and sweet. Such a perfect combination! *A ping is heard* We have another ask from a viewer. This one comes from Soup. Oh, that is a lovely name…. soup is such a comforting food to eat on cold winter nights! But Soup wants to know my record for the most I have ever eaten in one sitting. *Raises brows*

Not to sound lame, but I think this time. I know I came close some other times, but if I finish all these plates of food, this one will take the cake. * Chuckles, eating another large slice of rolled cake* I rarely go overboard like this, to be honest. While it feels ever so lovely and cozy to be soft and squishy like this… *Kneads at pliable belly flab* …The next few days are going to be restrictive. Sure, I can walk still…*Optics dart back and forth* Well, at least I hope so. Waddling would be more like it! *Nervously chuckles, takes another bite*

 But it’s challenging. Plus, the extra weight gets tiresome lugging around and you get out of breath so quickly. I ensure I have a few days off after eating so much. *Shrugs* You know time off doesn’t come around often.

Needless to say, I cannot overindulge myself to this extent that much.

This kind of ties into another question I just received from Hoot. ‘Has your weight gain been distracting to yourself or other crew mates?’ *Tilts his helm as the last of the cake roll is consumed* Yes, it has distracted other crew members, and sadly, some of it wasn’t very nice. When I get this huge, I usually don’t go strolling out and about. Thankfully, no emergencies ever popped up that needed my presence. I typically make sure some other high-ranking officer is available.

But I have gone out and about with more of a starter belly. Most mech’s didn’t really care. *Optics glance over remaining dishes, widening upon spotting the next dish, a cinnamon bun* There would be some glances at my spare tire, and some would try to poke. *Bites lip* I don’t mind if Rat/chet pokes at me, but I do not like to be touched by other mechs. I know it wasn’t meant in jest, but it makes me uncomfortable. *Sighs*

But let me interrupt by showing off this little gem. Just look at all this thick icing on top of this cinnamon bun! This is going to be such a sugary snack! And it’s going to go right to my hips.

*Takes a bite* Hmmmmmmm… Very fresh, buttery taste. And the icing? Very delightful! *Smacks lips* But to continue on what I was saying. Who would think it’s alright to just walk up to someone and touch them? Does anyone else find that invasive? I’m not talking about a clap on the back or touching my arm… poking a tummy is…a bit private, I think. *Takes another bite* Some people get too handsy if you ask me.

But I noticed some turned heads as I wonder about. Some linger long enough to make me question if they like what they see. *Winks*

But then some laugh and make fun. Wh/irl was the worst. I mean, okay, I can overlook the staring at my paunch, but the calling out was embarrassing. I was at Swe/rves, and he shouted insults about my weight and appearance across the whole bar. He hollered stuff like fat pig, heifer, what a lumpy sack of slag. *Cheeks redden* And to hear the laughter erupt from other bar patrons? It was just too much! Trust me, I have been called worse but turned right around and left. *Takes another large bite of the baked good*

 They act as if chub is the most disgusting thing in the world. Like it’s some kind of disease that if you get too close, you’ll catch it. *Shakes helm* They need to learn more about contagious diseases. And understand that just because someone sports a belly, they still deserve to be treated with respect. We’re not cyber/animals, after all. *Finishes off cinnamon bun*

However, I do not wish to dwell on the bad times. Now, Have I ever distracted myself? Never during anything super important. I am good at staying focused on the tasks at hand. However, during…um... *Sheepishly smiles* I sure hope he’s not watching! But during Ult/ra Mag/nus’ long, rambling speeches, I caught myself idly groping belly flab. It just helps pass the time during the boring- I mean informative speeches. *Smiles* Really, Ult/ra Mag/nus makes several good and wise points… he just tends to get into so much detail over everything. Before you know it, you just listened to how important it is to use matching paperclips or something like that. *Shakes helm* He means well, I can tell you that.

This has been ever so fun tonight. I sure am enjoying myself so far. How about my lovely viewers? Are you having a good time? I sure hope so! It sure has been fun sharing a meal together and getting to know each other! And I am almost finished, though, definitely going to struggle to finish! Please send good, encouraging thoughts!

… ……

Still taking on more askes! So, if you have a question for Dri/ft, send it in! You can send multiples. Also, if you wanted to ask as another T/F character- just state so! Let’s keep this mukbang going and see if our dear swordsmech can handle all that food infront of him!

[marblemoovt]

Mayonnaise - Eddie Brock/Venom/Reader

Masterlist

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: None, just good ol’ fluff

Summary:

You introduce Venom to mayonnaise and breakfast shenanigans ensue

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“What are the two of you up to?” you ask in amusement, trying to hold back a laugh at Venom struggling to operate the small oven.

Venom lets out an annoyed hiss. “Little morsel, why does this machine keep crying?” Venom points an accusatory tendril at the device as it lets out another beep. “Maybe,” they let out a horrified gasp, “maybe it’s dying and can no longer make tater tots?!?!?”

“Calm down, Venom. That’s just the timer going off. Usually, that means it’s done cooking, but it doesn’t seem like you’ve figured out how to actually put anything in it yet.” Eddie explains with a yawn, his appearance still mussed up from sleep.

“Thank you, Eddie. I find your snarky comments very helpful,” Venom replies dryly, looking at you for help.

Note:

Just an idea that popped into my brain and wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it into the world.

I'm not gonna lie, I haven't really seen any of the movies or comics. I'm just part of the group that finds Eddie and Venom attractive ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

Enjoy!

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You walk up to the door, arms full with grocery bags because of your stubborn decision to carry everything at once to prevent any need for a second trip back to the car. The familiar sound of cutlery and the fan of the toaster oven you recently bought can only mean one thing: Venom is hungry and poor Eddie is probably half-awake and unaware of the chaos happening in the kitchen, so two things, actually. Bringing up a leg and softly tapping the toe of your shoe against the door, it swings open a second later thanks to a helping ha—tendril. You set the groceries on the kitchen counter along with the keys.

“What are the two of you up to?” you ask in amusement, trying to hold back a laugh at Venom struggling to operate the small oven.

Venom lets out an annoyed hiss. “Little morsel, why does this machine keep crying?” Venom points an accusatory tendril at the device as it lets out another beep. “Maybe,” they let out a horrified gasp, “maybe it’s dying and can no longer make tater tots?!?!?”

“Calm down, Venom. That’s just the timer going off. Usually, that means it’s done cooking, but it doesn’t seem like you’ve figured out how to actually put anything in it yet.” Eddie explains with a yawn, his appearance still mussed up from sleep.

“Thank you, Eddie. I find your snarky comments very helpful,” Venom replies dryly, looking at you for help.

“Here, I’ll show you how to use it, V. Then you can make all the tater tots you want.” Your words earn a pleased purr from the symbiote as they listen to your instructions. It’s actually kind of cute how eager Venom is to learn how to use the oven, even attaching to you and giving Eddie a chance to sleep in some more.

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“No, Venom. You can’t turn the dial all the way, not for tater tots anyway,” you smack a tendril away when they attempt to do it again.

Venom gives you a perplexed look. “But Nibbles, more heat leads to a quicker toasting and extra crispy tater tots.”

You place your hands on your hips and Venom mimics your actions. “On what planet does cooking tater tots at 500 Fahrenheit yield good results?”

“Apparently not this one,” Venom grumbles, fishing a frozen tater tot from the bag and munching on it.

“Why do you bother cooking them if you’re just going to eat some of them like that?”

“Because the crunchy outside and fluffy inside is reminiscent of tasty human flesh, especially when there’s ketchup everywhere and—“

You put up a hand to stop the topic from continuing. “I get the idea,” you hastily shut Venom down, quietly quelling the queasiness in your stomach.

Ten minutes later the apartment is filled with the scent of fried potatoes. You start making waffle batter, which Venom insists on helping with and  mixes everything together while you add the ingredients to the bowl. You grab a can of whipped cream from the fridge and take out a box of berries you bought from the store.

When you turn around to start cooking the waffles, you notice that there’s a sudden increase of chocolate chips in the batter. You glance over your shoulder and are met with Venom staring innocently at you, the permanent smile making it difficult to read their expression. Clicking your tongue, you flick Venom’s forehead and mix the batter to incorporate the added chocolate. Tendrils wrap around your waist as another one cheekily adds more chocolate.

“Venom, there’s almost more chocolate than batter!” you chide in exasperation. Your scolding only results in a slimy tongue licking your cheek affectionately. “No that does not make up for you ruining the batter.”

“You can salvage it, Nibbles; you’re smart,” Venom states, watching you expectantly. Huffing out in mock disbelief, you put the bowl in the microwave and heat it at short intervals, mixing in between. Eventually you end up with chocolate batter, but you have to add more flour to balance out the inhuman amount of chocolate. The whisk is left in the sink to be forgotten about until the dishes pile up, and Venom licks the batter off of it, purring in approval.

The green light on the waffle maker flickers on and you give it a quick spray of cooking oil before pouring a generous amount of batter onto the griddle. The sizzling starts immediately and you close the lid, watching the light fade into a red.

Ten minutes later and you have a fat stack of waffles, most of which will be consumed by Eddie and Venom.  The oven timer goes off and you can feel Venom fidget with excitement; the tater tots are ready.

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“I see breakfast is ready,” Eddie’s morning voice rumbles behind you. His hands find themselves on your waist and he squeezes gently. You stop rummaging through the fridge and turn your head to look at him, noticing his gaze of admiration directed at the lower half of your body.

“Breakfast is on the table, Eddie,” you tease him in an amused tone. He holds his gaze for a little longer before meeting your eyes

“Sorry, got a little distracted by a snack.” The smirk on his face is anything but apologetic. Venom uncoils from your body and slithers towards Eddie, mumbling about keeping an eye on him. You watch in amusement as a familiar expression washes over his face. “What the fuck, V?” A few seconds pass in silence and Eddie’s eyebrows shoot up before coming right back down. “We are not doing that here.”

“What’s the big guy suggesting now?”

“Venom wants to, and I quote, ‘ravage you against the counter.’” His thumbs knead into your hips before he pulls you closer. “Because if I’m going to have indecent thoughts this early in the morning, then they want to at least join in.” His face is so close that his breath is fanning against your lips, and you almost forget how to breathe for a moment.

You kiss the corner of his lips and pull away with a cheeky smile. Heading towards the table, you call out over your shoulder, “Might want to eat before I steal all the waffles.” Eddie shakes his head in amused disbelief and bites his bottom lip at your retreating figure.

As you sit down, you scoop some tater tots onto your plate and squeeze a generous amount of mayonnaise from the bottle you just bought earlier.

“Little morsel, what is that thick white substance you use to coat your tater tots? Is it the same as what we use to coat yo—“

“Mayonnaise! It’s mayonnaise. It’s a sauce made using oil and chicken eggs.” You interrupt before Venom can finish, glaring at Eddie when he snickers at the interaction.

“Interesting. So this is Mayo,” Venom picks up the bottle and examines it, “and it neighs?” A tendril vigorously shakes the mayonnaise and you half-expect it to let out a little whinny in protest. “Your planet has strange customs, Eddie.”

“You’re the strange one, V. What’s not delicious about turning the unborn children of a creature into a condiment?” Eddie quips, brows rising slightly in amusement when Venom appears to seriously mull over the idea.

“Then would unborn humans also make a delicious mayonnaise?” Venom asks, genuinely considering the option. You shoot Eddie a scornful look and he sheepishly shrugs his shoulders in response.

“No, V. Mayonnaise is meant to be made from chicken eggs; human eggs are far too small to be used for that purpose.” Your attempt at persuasion seems to work as Venom nods thoughtfully at your reasoning.

“Yes, you’re right, Nibbles. Less human eggs means less offspring, which means less food for us.” You wipe the imaginary sweat from your forehead and sigh with relief, delivering a swift kick to Eddie’s leg under the table when he gives you an unhelpful thumbs up.

Unaware that Venom’s tongue is nearing your plate, you manage to catch a glimpse of a tater tot disappear along with some mayonnaise. “So? What do you think?” You fold your arms on the table and lean forward.

“Eddie, why have you not introduced us to this mayonnaise before?!?” Venom begins shovelling ungodly amounts of tater tots into their maw, mayonnaise smearing everywhere.

Said Eddie wrinkles his nose and gives a pointed look. “This,” he says, gesturing his hands towards a messy Venom, “this is why I didn’t want to.”

“Aw, come on. I think it’s pretty cute,” you add, much to Eddie’s dismay. Venom licks your cheek appreciatively and you cringe at the greasy residue of the mayonnaise.

Eddie smirks and leans back in his chair with his arms crossed. 

“Not so cute now, huh?”

“Shut up.”

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End Note:

I do want to write more Eddie and Venom stuff, although it probably won't be for a while since I've stopped hyperfixating on it at the time I'm adding this note. I do bounce around fandoms/pairings a lot so it will happen eventually!

See you guys next time! (。・∀・)ノ

Reblogs are appreciated!

[dobiemart]

the best boy

pairing, eddie munson x reader

summary, quick drabble abt eddie and his silly goose ass love for a pet name

word count, 741. a short one if you will

byr, *strolls in* hey!! hey.. how y’all doin….?

ik its been a couple of days since we last shared a moment of simpy stories together but im coming back bestie baes

warnings, swearing (once), use of “good boy”, pet names, fluffy and kinda domestic-y typa energy, and eddie prob being ooc but i dont care let ya girl dream.

you started your short venture to the kitchen from eddie’s messy room, fuzzy sock adorned feet contrasting against the cool floors of the trailer. as you inched closer to the ‘chow room’ as eddie would say, you noticed he was already perched on the counter.

he was sat calmly atop the surface, scribbling notes to put on the fridge and probably getting a pop tart to warm up before he wandered back to you. his tongue stuck out in concentration while he wrote, a habit he’d had since he was a kid. the expression never fails to put a smile on your face, regardless of the circumstances.

he acknowledged you by giving you a quick smile and a muttered, ‘hey babe,’ so he didn’t lose focus of his notes. he knew damn well he’d get sidetracked if he gave you the usual over the top welcoming, so he stuck with the basics for now.

understanding his quick greeting, you gave him a kiss on his cheek, giggling softly at the red hue already replacing his usual pale one. no matter what, type of touch it was he’d always get flushed. big or small, a simple kiss or a bear hug, he was always grateful for the affection you’d shower him in.

moving out of his way, you quietly shuffled to the side for a snack, opting on a can of pringles eddie had already dismantled half of. leave it up to eddie to absotutely demolish half a can then forget about it for months. though, you couldn’t say your track record was any better.

taking your crunchy snack, you wandered to the living room since the sofa looked oddly comfortable. plopping down on the spring-filled seat, you quickly opened the container of chips and dug right in. these were just too good to wait for.

ed didn’t take very long after you started snacking, following wherever you went he normally did. his lost puppy mannerisms were a regular thing now, never really being away from you all that much. your presence grounded him. it made him feel safe, and if his baby wasn’t going, he wasn’t going. period.

flopping down beside you, he grabbed a few chips from the container and shoved them into his mouth. not necessarily in the most graceful way, but whatever. you quickly popped him with the can as he laughed at your astonished expression.

“ow! babe, y’know that’s metal or something— shit hurts.” he groaned out dramatically, holding his hand over the non existent injury on his shoulder. “oh hush, you big baby. can you hand me the lid, please?” you quickly shot back at him, needing to make sure none of your precious babies were stolen again.

‘your big baby,’ he muttered under his breath as he reached a lanky arm towards the coffee table, snatching the plastic covering. quickly spinning back in your direction, he handed it to you with a soft smile. “good boy eds, thank you.” you replied while capping off your tasty snacks for later.

he froze, arm staying up in the same position it had been in when he gave you the lid. did you- did you just- did he hear you right? was vecna popping up again? what even-

“eddie? are you okay?” you asked while giving him a confused look as he stayed with his hand in the air with a shocked look spreading across his features.

he slowly looked over at you, those big browns practically gazing into your soul before he toppled over you. his grip on your body never faltered as he pulled you into a near bone-crushing hug. he’d heard you say it the first time, but hearing it again was necessary.

“wha’ did you just say, baby?”

“i said thanks for handing me the lid, eddie-”

“yeah, yeah– but you called me something after.”

you gave him a head tilt and and eyebrow raise, not understanding what he was hinting at for a couple of seconds. running back the conversation in your mind, you realized the certain nickname had popped up in the midst of your gratitude.

“oh? you like being called a good boy?”

his lips spread, showing the goofy smile you’d grown to adore flooding onto his face. if that wasn’t a clear answer to your question you didn’t know what was.

“am i really? y’really think so, y/n?”

“of course, eddie. my good boy. the best boy, if i must.”

pov you’re me waltzing back in like i didnt miss posting for like a week lmaosjbfkd

ANNNYYWAAYYSS i wrote this at like 2am and didn’t get around to finishing it until like 4-ish so if it has mistakes, you don’t see them.

i might post a kurt kunkle story tomorrow because im entering my kurtie era again but we shall see

all your silly lil likes and goofy lil reblogs are appreciated v v much

- a sleep deprived cora

© dobiemart 2022

[bc-jpeg]

HEY MAN so i’ve been scrolling through your art all day and not only is your style absolutely scrupdiddilyumtious but my GOD mumbo?? your anatomy???? i am suddenly very interested in this british minecrafter. i mean i was before but now. oh boy. also i love your coloring if glass/crystals? very crunchy/pos. your art is so yum tasty makes me wiggle my fingers in a don’t mind if i do fashion, may i please use your art as a pfp (w creds) and as my wallpaper.

tldr you draw him so seggsy, your art is very scrumdiddilyumpumpurr doing gods work ffr and man im gay. also may i use ur work w creds for pfp/wallpaper

OMGGG you’re so sweet, tysm for your feedback!! this really tickles my heart <:D

and sure, you can use any of my works w credits for pfps or wallpapers, for personal use it’s all fine

[copperbadge]

maybe someone needs an eggroll toy. to push around the floor

It's just not the same if it isn't food taken directly from Father's mouth!

They do have lots of toys and they do prefer "crunchy" ones, so the egg roll makes sense. But honestly I think on the very rare occasions they beg for food, it's just because they want to share in what I'm doing; Polk really won't eat people food at all anymore, even tasty stuff like chicken. If I gave her a choice between any food, ever, even her favorite, and two seconds of a cheek rub from me, she'd choose the cheek rub.

Dearborn likes fat -- if I give her a little scrap of buttered toast she'll eat it, but only if it's tiny enough she doesn't have to chew much. She's faceplanted into the butter dish before (hilarious, but wasteful) and she once stole half an english muffin straight off my plate. But even so, sometimes she just shoves it around on the table for a while. And while she will beg piteously for a french fry, if I give her a little bit of one she runs away with it, beats it to death, and then leaves it somewhere I will step on it.

They really are just sociable little creatures who want to be part of whatever it is I'm doing. As evidenced by the fact I had to buy a special table to hold my laptop so that my actual lap could be freed up for Dearborn to sleep in.

[debbeh]

Live posting my reaction to this playlist bestie sent me:

ooh what does NIN stand for??

hey, that one Nine Inch Nails (ooohhhhhh) song is on here! I hope their other songs are just as good....

Sin- OOHHH MYYYY SHIT THIS SHIZ SLAPS

Sanctified- KIRRAAAA STOP GETTING ME HOOKED ON UR MuSIC RAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Terrible Lie- all of these would work for negatus edits >:0

Kinda Want to- OOOOHHH :O OOOHHHH :O MY EARS ARE VERY HAPPY. TASTY SOUNDS, 10 /10 OH FUCK ITS DOIN THE THING AGAIN- ANYWAYS, THIS SONG IS LIKE AHHHH VERY GOOD. THIS SONG IS LIKE A Q-TIP FOR MY BRAIN

never taking my headphones off now

so crunchy

so tasty

FINISHED MY STATS HW BIATCH!!!1!!!

Ringfinger- The crunchy sounds have returned!!!!

Ok nothing's gonna top this album (right?)

annnnnddddd Spotify has crashed :|

Stay tuned to see if my socks are blown off once again!!

[arcplaysgames]

almost caught up, here we go

oh yeah because you are just all about fulfilling wishes you fucking fae bastard

I wonder if, like me, Akechi is also internally thinking "wow I was expected shit to be fucked up but this is kind of impressive, bravissimo"

oh honey that ain't a fuckboy that's a fuckman now. glow up.

... This isn't.... a shadow. That's Maruki.

Interesting.

.... wait a goddamn minute actually that's really interesting. if Maruki doesn't have a shadow, then he has a persona.

oh my.

you made my cat into a generic looking dude so no, but keep talking, I wanna see where you're going with this

THIS IS SO MESSED UP THIS IS SO MESSED UP OH MY GOD THIS IS MESSED UP HAHAHAHAHA fuck

The rel Kasumi, Sumire, remembers having an argument with Kasumi out in the rain, about how Kasumi is always better than her and Sumire will never catch up to her.

In a fit of anger, she runs, and ignores Kasumi telling her to stop, that the walk light is red.

bangs hand on desk

THIS. IS. SO. MESSED. UP.

so, what? what the fuck, so Sumire was so distraught over the loss of her sister and the specific circumstances of that loss that she cracked and assumed the personality of Kasumi?

YEAH BASICALLY

maruki you are already the best villain, you are currently competing with Adachi and your odds are not terrible, holy shit bruh

Apparently Sumire was seeing Maruki after her sister's death and Maruki somehow changed? convinced? Sumire's cognitive self that she was really Kasumi. Because that's what she wanted.

Shout out to everyone who worked on Royal for the framing of this, the lighting, the menace of a soft-spoken man in a white suit who wants to help, and the neon-streaked beauty of his Palace.

Okay. This is tasty, crunchy stuff. But.

How are you going to solve a problem like Goro Akechi?

Also, we know from Maruki's backstory that it's not as pure and benevolent as he says. This all started with Rumi, his ex, when she had a mental breakdown over a traumatic incident. That entire thing is now cast into deeper suspicion, and Maruki is not as above it all as he seems.

Though, I guess that's not his goal. Everyone's reality is personalized to their needs. It's a very hands-on tactic. And we know from talking to him, he wanted to be the doctor to the world.

So how does that manifest? Can a Palace allow you to actually do that?

EVEN LINE HE SAYS IS AMAZING AND HORRIBLE, MY GOD

goddamn fucking image limit fuck OFFFFF