#every video is different you don't do the same person twice

[girlwiththegreenhat]

if i had infinite time and resources and energy i would make a youtube channel where every video tries to copy another random youtuber's style and content perfectly for one video. like an art study but for a youtube channel

just for fun. just to be a little deranged

[vivwritesfics]

Max Verstappen Shirt

The fans and fellow wags don't like it when she wears the same out fit to a Grand Prix. She doesn't much care

There were quite a few things Max liked about dating an ordinary girl. 1) she had no idea who he was. 2) she had no idea who his friends were. 3) she didn't expect anything from him.

Max could get takeout for them while they watched a movie and she would be happy. He didn't have to take her out to fancy, overpriced restaurants. He didn't have to take her out shopping for a new outfit every time they left the apartment.

Now, Max would have done all if this I'd she asked. But she didn’t ask. She appreciated him the way he was.

It was a little while into their relationship before Max took her to her first Grand Prix. Her outfit was cute and extremely weather appropriate. A cute top and a cute pair of jeans. Max walked her through the paddock with his hand on the small of her back.

When Max won, he ran over to his team, jumping into their arms. And then he was taking his helmet off, replaced it with his hat and walked over to her, kissing her slowly. (It was captured on video, and circulated the Internet for weeks. Every time it came across her feed, she couldn't stop herself from sending it to Max).

At the next Grand Prix she dressed as well as she could. The jeans were the same, but the top was different. Her outfit was both complimented and criticised online.

Not that she saw the criticism. No, all she saw was the video of Max kissing her after his win. Of her wrapping her arms so tight around him as she peppered kisses all over his face beforing giving him maybe the most memorable kiss of his life.

She knew Max had money. She was aware of it every time she flew in his private jet. Every time she stayed in his Monaco apartment. Every time he drove her in his cars. She knew he had money, but she didn't want him buying her stuff.

No, that wasn't the reason she was with him. She wasn't there because he was an F1 driver, because he could buy her everything she ever wanted. She was there because he was a cute, slightly dorky guy that she wanted to spend every waking minute with.

She remembered the first time she wore the same thing twice to a Grand Prix. The outfit was so cute, but it didn't matter how cute it was.

So far, all of the other wags had been so lovely to her. They were kind, but she hadn't been around long enough to really be friends with any of them.

It was Daniels girlfriend that pulled her to one side before the race. The two had spent the most time together out of any of the wags she had met so far (aided by Maxs friendship with Daniel).

"Hey Love," she said, wearing a charming smile as she wrapped her arms around her. "I love the top. Have I seen it before?" Daniels girlfriend asked.

Y/N couldn't help but grin as she looked down at her top. "Thanks!" She grinned. "Found it really cheap, wore it to Monaco," she said.

Daniels girlfriend sucked in a breath. "Well, as a general rule, Wags don't wear the same outfit to two grand prix," she said, her hand on her shoulder. "Not unless they really have to."

The way she said it, she was clearly implying something. But she wasn't the only person thinking it. There were people online saying the same thing.

"Well, nice catching up," Daniels girlfriend said and walked away, leaving her alone.

She couldn't bring herself to look dejected as she walked back to the Red Bull garage. Unlike other Wags, she didn't have the funds for a new outfit every race. Max would have been only too happy to buy her a new outfit for every Grand Prix if she asked.

But she wouldn't ask.

"What's up?" Asked Max as she walked towards him with an unintentional pout on her lips.

She quickly replaced the pout with when she looked up at him. "Nothing," she said. "Just hold me."

Doubt and all kinds of negative feelings consumed her. But she was a fighter and she needed to do something about it.

There are incredible things you can find on Etsy, like This Shirt Right Here. She bought herself one. No, she bought herself five. The first time she turned up wearing one, it was iconic. The second time she went to a Grand Prix wearing one, it was still iconic.

If the wags and the fans had a problem with her wearing the same thing to each Grand Prix, they could suck her dick.

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Hot-Hot Rock Debut: Super Mario Bros. Wonder

You know something I love about the Mario series? Its tendency to use reduplication to put emphasis on certain words. You thought your average everyday mountain was tall? Well this is a Tall Tall Mountain. You've never seen docks quite this dire before! And it's not even just adjectives that get in on the fun! Rock Rock Mountain, Ice Ice Outpost, I love that something can be more "rock" or "ice" than something else. Sometimes a word is so nice, you just wanna say it twice twice.

Hot-Hot Rocks are one of the latest additions to this long-running Mario trend, and also one of our latest Cubic Companions! You know, Blocks are very important to the Mario franchise, but how many enemies can you think of that are blocks...? The answer should be a lot. This was a Mod Hooligon Trick and you may or may not have fallen for it. I can't tell unless you tell me, alright?

Hot-Hot Rocks first appear in the level Hot-Hot Hot! (this is an example of a linguistic phenomenon known as "threeduplication"), where they serve as one of the primary obstacles. As long as Hot-Hot Rocks are Not-Hot, you can stand on them like any other platform. But when they start glowing red, you better get out of the kitchen, because Mario and friends can't stand the heat!

Of course, a little water is all it takes to turn Hot-Hot Rocks into Not-Hot Rocks for good, so spray them with Elephant Mario's trunk or a precariously placed pot of water, and they won't be able to hurt you anymore!

Hot-Hot Rocks have a symbiotic relationship with another new enemy called Kerpop, which will probably get its own post someday, likely courtesy of Mod Chikako. These guys act like Goombas most of the time, but when they touch a hot Hot-Hot Rock, they will pop and begin jumping around! How cute! This attention to detail is what makes Super Mario Bros. Wonder truly special.

That's about all there is to Hot-Hot Rocks, but we're not quite done yet, because this post is about to get all philisolophical(sic)! Because as Weird Mario Enemies, an important part of that title-we-love-to-defy-and-love-bringing-up-how-much-we-love-to-defy-it is knowing what an "enemy" is to begin with. And so we must ask ourselves: what is an enemy? What separates an enemy from an obstacle? And is there even a meaningful difference...?

I can't say I can give you an answer. But I can give you a bunch of thought exercises under the cut! You like those, right?

You do like those! Thanks for looking under the cut, I really appreciate it.

So if we want to have a discussion of what counts as an "enemy" in the context of a video game, we should probably have a rough definition of what we think an "enemy" is in the first place. It's tough to look for edge cases of something that doesn't have any edges.

I personally think a good starting definition is along the lines of "a character designed with the intent of hurting the player," or something roughly like that. And now that we have a definition, we can scrutinize the hell out of it!

On the left we have Thwomp. Thwomp is a classic Mario Enemy. The kind you'd see featured on @regularmarioenemies. We invite Thwomp over for dinner every Sunday, and Thwomp always smashes the dinner table because that's just what Thwomp does. On the right we have Karamenbo. Karamenbo does the exact same thing that Thwomp does, but it doesn't have a face! And despite the fact they act the exact same way, this simple design difference leads to most people considering Thwomp an "enemy" and Karamenbo an "obstacle"!

Is the difference between an enemy and an obstacle really something so simple as having a face? And if so...

What do we make of Lava Bubble, another Classic Mario Enemy that only sometimes has a face? Are they only an enemy when they have a face? Or are they allowed to always be enemies in spite of their occasional facelessness? Or alternatively, are they prohibited from being enemies despite their occasional befacedness? I don't know, and my "the fact I am writing for this blog" tells me I should probably be an expert in this field!

And what about Moonsnake? What could easily be dismissed as a simple obstacle like a Spike Bar is revealed by in-game text to be a living creature! Does this allow it to be classified as an enemy instead? Does something become an enemy just because there's text saying it's alive? Do ghosts and robots count as alive? Is a thorny flower an enemy instead of an obstacle, or does the specific choice of the word "creature" make a meaningful distinction here?

What if I told you there's official text calling Karamenbo a type of Thwomp, does that change your perception of it?

And we haven't even started touching on the idea of whether or not enemies need to hurt you. Let me ask you an important question...

Are Hoppos enemies? They can not hurt you. Whenever you touch them, you just bounce off, and sure, you might be bounced into something that can hurt you, but Hoppo is just an animal. Is it really Hoppo's fault? Could Hoppo be charged with manslaughter for bouncing Mario into a bottomless pit? Are bottomless pits a type of enemy?

Flomps, Bomps, these can not hurt you directly, but they can cause you to get hurt! And they're relatives of Thwomp, too! Do these factors matter in defining them as an enemy? Bomps act basically the same as the Push-Blocks from Super Mario Odyssey, and the wiki classifies those as mere platforms!

Is mayonnaise an enemy? I don't even know anymore!

Basically, enemies are a subclass of obstacle but there's not really a meaningful distinction that separates them. Literally the only thing that separates an enemy from an obstacle is the Vibes. Nothing else matters! Sorry! But what does that mean for our blog...?

Absolutely nothing! As I've said multiple times, we stopped caring about that distinction ages ago. We're hardly even a Mario blog anymore! I just wanted to subject you to my ramblings because I've had this in the back of my mind for a while now and well I had to say it somewhere.

And since I subjected you to several paragraphs of ramblings that amount to basically nothing... am I an enemy...?

[princesssascha]

Summer Glow Up Action Plan (1/3 - Health)

As I mentioned in my previous post, we are going to have the best summer of our lives.

I was depressed for years, but during the summer, in just 2 months I became truly unrecognisable.

I did it unintentionally, but I believe I cracked the code to glowing up insanely fast. That is, if you're willing to get out of your comfort zone for a few weeks. But what's worse? Being uncomfortable for 2 months doing something that is good for you OR suffering for years? I'll let you answer that for yourself.

Thanks to my experience I made an action plan to make this summer even better and I'd love to do it together with YOU.

1. Mental Health

If your soul is shattered, your body will reflect that. By taking care of your mind you will automatically want to take care of yourself in every other way. Not because you think you're not pretty enough or smart enough, but because you deserve to be healthy and educated.

Get out of your comfort zone

Whatever that is. Last year I went abroad all by myself. I was so insecure about my English and I was soo socially awkward, but I did it. And when I tell you it was the most special feeling in the world. It was stressful at first, but I came back as a new person. I think it was the main factor that contributed to my mental glow up.

Obviously, you don't have to travel to a different country to glow up, but think about what's something you'd like to try that you're afraid to do. Maybe it's bungee jumping, going out to a restaurant alone, coming up to someone on the street. It is supposed to make you uncomfortable, it's called exposure therapy and it is really one of the best things that I have ever stumbled across.

Meditate

It's popular for a reason. Quiet your mind, control your breathing. You can also do yoga, as it requires the same things as meditation, however you also get physical exercise! Start with 5-10 minutes a day and work your way up to whatevers comfortable for you. You can try guided meditation/yoga for beginners.

Go outside

There's a reason why people tell you it's so important.

First, you get physical exercise, you get fit, you get healthy and everyone's happy.

Like actually happy. Physical exercise (the kind you enjoy ofc!) and being outdoors is proven to be good for your mental health. So go out. You can go somewhere crowded or somewhere isolated like a forest. You can take your pet on a walk if you have one.

Self development content

Especially YouTube, I get that some people can't get themselves to read books, but nowadays there are so many ways to educate ourselves. I will mention this topic again in this post, but I love watching YouTubers that post self development & mindset videos.

My favourite YouTubers are:

TheWizardLiz,

Mae Alice Suzuki,

Tam Kaur

If you like reading I recommend Brianna West, she's incredible.

Affirmations

I am such a fan of affirmations! If you feel bad about yourself start affirming the opposite? You feel insecure? "I am confident" etc. You don't want to affirm out loud. You can do it in your mind or listen to affirmation tapes. Even if you don't feel like it's doing anything KEEP PERSISTING! Your mind will conform.

2. Physical Health

This chapter focuses on health, not beauty, although they are connected. If you're unhealthy you won't be that attractive, because we find health attractive. So here I'll share more advice on being healthier rather than getting a sexier body. Healthy>sexy because HEALTH is SEXY!!

Vitamins and supplements

You can't be healthy if you have a vitamin deficiency. Get a blood test and start taking supplements for what you need.

Here's a little cheat sheet, although please do your own research to be safe and be mindful of what dosage you can ingest!!

Visit a doctor regularly!

If you are getting a disease it's important to diagnose it as soon as possible. In some cases it could save your life!

You need to go to your doctor at least once a year, but you should visit them at least twice a year and whenever you have any concerns. That includes a dentist, gynecologist, dermatologist etc. Although I understand not everyone has free healthcare and there are many reasons why it could be difficult for you to get there, at least go to one doctor once a year or when you suspect something is wrong.

Check up on yourself every month

Of course, you're not gonna go to the doctor every month, so it's important to do a little check up yourself every month. Here are a few things to keep in mind:

- what does your skin look like?

Are there any new moles? Maybe some spots? Just because you have a mole doesn't mean it's dangerous, but a mole could turn into skin cancer, so please be careful! Here are a few tips for recognising if a mole is actually a melanoma:

Melanoma is more likely the paler you are, but no matter what your skin color is you should always wear at least SPF30, although the higher the better. If sunscreens are too greasy for you or leave a whitecast I recommend Missha All-around safe block

Look at your skin, did anything strange appear? Something that wasn't there before? Don't forget about the inside of your mouth or between your toes. Although not very common, melanoma can also appear in your eye, in which case you need to contact a doctor ASAP!!

oral health

I don't think I need to tell you to wash your teeth, but I will still share some tips for those pretty teeth:

Oil pulling: get a spoonful of coconut oil and oil pull for 10-20 minutes. After that rinse your mouth thoroughly.

Wash your teeth for at least 2 minutes after every meal and after waking up, HOWEVER if you eat something acidic wait for at least 30 minutes until you wash your teeth. If you can't wash them rinse your mouth with water, but you should still wash them when you get home.

Use a tongue scraper! Like one of those steel/metal ones and scrape that bad boy. It is honestly disgusting how much bacteria sits on your tongue. There are also 2in1 tongue scrapers and flosses but it won't scrape anything off, so save your money. Also, only use flosses when necessary.

CHECK FOR CAVITIES!!

Seriously! I don't think it needs any explanation. Open your mouth and show your teeth. Look at how they look. If there's anything concerning contact your dentist.

skincare

Although it also suits the beauty part, what we find beautiful is just healthy. No skin conditions, clear glowy skin. What skin concerns do you have? Acne, hyperpigmentation, redness etc. Visit a dermatologist or find some skincare yourself, although do it carefully. Just because something is trendy doesn't mean it's good. Everyone's skin is different, so be mindful.

Also, there are different kinds of pimples, so check which types you have and how you can heal them. You can have just one or multiple kinds.

One universal thing: SPF! CANT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!

haircare

Just like with skincare, healthy hair is what we find beautiful. That's why I emphasize health so much. If you're healthy you are beautiful.

I won't talk about styling right now as it has nothing to do with health, but haircare is 80% of the job.

Is your hair greasy or dry? Keep in mind it can be both, your scalp could be greasy but your ends could be dry. Do you have thick hair or thin hair? Curly or straight? If you bleached your hair it means your hair is damaged (because it's dead), but your hair can be damaged nonetheless, so think about what you need and find products that were made for your concerns.

Learn how to wash your hair correctly. A lot of you guys don't know how to do it. Just because you rub shampoo on your head doesn't mean you're doing it right. And when you're not it could do more harm than good. I recommend theblowoutprofessor on YouTube, he explains it well.

Healthy eating

This is a pretty obvious one so I won't get into details, however if you guys want me to make a post dedicated to healthy eating lemme know in the comments!

Eat veggies and fruits, limit Ur sugar intake. Don't starve yourself, you'll have uncontrollable cravings and you'll get it all back.

move your body

Although good for you both mentally and physically, it's important to choose something you like. Here are my favourite forms of physical activity:

Dancing,

Yoga,

Pilates,

Walking,

Horse riding.

If you don't have a favourite right now, experiment. It doesn't have to be expensive, there are many sports that you can do at home with no equipment.

Try to move for at least 30 minutes/day.

[notgilderoylockhart]

The Wolfkiller Cloak

So I have this thing where sometimes I see something on screen and my brain just short-circuits. It scratches my brain just right, I need to have this, I need to make this. And that’s what happened in nearly every episode of Interview with the Vampire, but especially in season 2 episode 3 “No Pain”. 

This cloak has seared itself into my brain. The soft shine, the drape, the movement of the fabric (as Lestat is dragged across the floor and smashed against the wall) had bewitched me, body and mind. So I went out researching and decided to make one for myself, based on this pattern for a hooded cloak.

The fabric I used was stretchy velvet (for budget reasons, 6m) and a black lining fabric with a small diamond print (for fun, 4m). The pattern I used doesn't include a lining and I did think about leaving it out but in the behind the scenes footage (and when Armand smashes him against the wall, thank you for that) you could clearly see that there clearly is a dark lining on the inside of the cloak and my brain decided leaving it out just wasn't an option. So I just cut out the front and back piece twice, one velvet and one lining.

It might be 35°C and sunny outside, but you gotta press those seams. At least for the lining fabric. Then we can pin the lining to the the velvet, sew them together at the collar and start hemming the sides. Be warned. It's a lot of fabric, so you're gonna need a lot of space. I would also recommend (if you're using a stretchy fabric like me) to pin and, if you're able, even sew the hems while it's hanging on a hanger. Yes, I handstitched the sides and bottom hem. Ever since I started looking into historical reconstructions, I have kind of fallen in love with the lack of visible seams. Not to mention that hand stitching has also become something of a favorite pastime of mine while rewatching IWTV.

Now I shortened it, which was quite hard to do simply because it's so much fabric and I don't have a mannequin. So I hung it up, pinned where I wanted to cut it, tried it on, took a video, so I could see the where the cut would be and went from there. Took me a few tries, but I'm quite happy with how it turned out.

Now that that's done, we can attach the shorter layer and the hood. My biggest issue was finding some fur, but lucky for me, I was cat-sitting for my downstairs neighbor who has been working as a theater seamstress for 40 year and who was out of town for the weekend, visiting her son who, unbeknownst to me, also worked for a big theater company. And both of them had made it their personal mission to find me some faux fur. And they did. This incredible faux fur was everything I wanted it to be. A wolf-gray with a red shimmer and some darker spots. I was over the moon.

And it was totally worth coughing up hairballs for the rest of the evening. In the original pattern there actually is a hood lining, but I just replaced that with the fur. I would absolutely recommend stitching the fur and the hood together, as the pattern instructions say. Do as I say, not as I do.

The other issue I had was the fur on the hood. I had ordered a faux fur hood attachment for a winter jacket, but the look and the feel just wasn't the same. So I went on ebay, as I so often do late at night, and kind of hit the jackpot. A fox fur stole, not one person bidding on it, 3 days left to go. Yup, I got it. 30 bucks plus shipping.

I mean, come on. What a difference.

The last issue, the final problem so to speak, was the fact that there was a big border of velvet on the inside of the cloak. Now I tried attaching a long piece of velvet fabric, but it just wouldn't sit right and after the 3rd time attaching and reattaching and getting increasingly frustrated I simply took the easy way out. I cut out a triangular piece of velvet and attached it right where the cloak would open. Sue me.

And there you have it.

And because it's summer rn and I don't have the energy to head outside at night to take some actual pics, I decided to whip something up in photoshop.

[buggy-writes]

Super Freak-E.M.

Inexperienced! Eddie Munson x Experienced! Sex shop employee Fem reader

I've never written fanfiction before! Decided to give it a shot!

SMUT MINORS DNI!!!

Warnings: not really edited, Slight dom! reader, Super virgin Eddie with crazy instincts, Sex shop, a tad of anal fingering (f receiving) , Eddie has pierced nipples, Reader is a horny freak, slight dom! (r) and sub! (Eddie) themes, unprotected p in v (don't do this irl), pulling out, a teeny tiny bit of cum eating, very brief mention of Eddie thinking about getting Reader pregnant, crazy nasty sex sweaty sex.

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At this point you'd familiarized yourself with his face. All throughout high school he'd hung out in your peripheral: sitting two seats down from you in Junior English, one table over from you at lunch, etc. etc. Hell, you would've been in the same graduating class if he had gotten his shit together for the first time. When you left Hawkins High, you expected to never see him again, unless you happened to wind up at some party or place he was selling at.

Since high school, you had gotten a shitty job at the local XXX sex shop. Originally giddy to be surrounded by the taboo culture, you soon realized that Hawkins was the kind of place where the freakiest thing people bought and got giddy over was the KY jelly that had recently become over-the counter. Your job mostly consisted of pretending to be busy when your boss came around: straightening out playboys, smoothing down the lingerie on the display mannequins, or fiddling with the cash register. That was until you got your first regular: Eddie Munson himself. He came in once or twice a month, perusing the adult film section, but never buying anything. You pretended not to notice his eyes on you every time he came in. He was practically devouring you with his gaze, only really looking down at the tapes when you looked directly his way (I mean, he was a customer, you had to keep an eye on him, right?). Your eyes twinkled with amusement, watching as he followed the same routine every time: pick up a tape, flip it over, read the back, look up at you, stare, and fiddle with the case as his gaze followed along your body.

Today was no different; it was his first time in this month, and the weather was hot and muggy. You had decided that it was time to switch up your seasonal wardrobe, choosing to sport a tank top for the day. On a whim, you decided no bra-- the heat was already too much and you didn't need the added layer, serving more as a sweat-collector more than anything else during the summer months. What you hadn't anticipated was your boss cranking the A/C that day, later arguing that the "oasis environment" might help to bring in more customers. So there you were- no bra, thin tank top, nipples peaked and goosebumps covering your arms whenever the A/C would kick on. The shop, to you, was less an oasis and more your own personal frozen hell.

As expected, the day was slow. Before Eddie came in, the only notable thing that happened was some 40-something year-old dad (that you swear you had seen at Starcourt with his wife and kids) laying the charm on thick, winking at you as he left. When Eddie came in, all previous mundane thoughts about the day went out the window. Even in the insane heat he was sporting his classic Hellfire shirt and vest. As per usual, he immediately made his way over to the videos. He was in the middle of completing his routine, holding up some random tape that he had barely started to look at when the goddamn air conditioning kicked on. With his gaze was on you, his eyes suddenly went wide. He had noticed the way your nipples stood attention behind the thin material of your shirt, not even pretending to pay attention to the VHS he held. Out of the corner of your eye you watched him swallow thickly, hands fumbling with the media he held. Clammy hands lead to the tape tumbling to the floor with a muffled smack on the ancient maroon carpet.

"Everything alright? Or is there anything I can help you with?" You smirked, acting as if you hadn't noticed his gaze or the fact that your nipples were standing at full attention like a couple of soldiers.

"Uh, yeah. Yup. Just uh, this. Yeah," He sauntered over to the counter, head down. He'd never done this before, only wandering in, doing his routine, and wandering out. You could see the obvious red color his face must be by the look of his ears. He sat the tape down on the counter, his flushed face lifting slightly, eyes still cast down. You picked the tape up, inspecting the front. The glossy cover sported a busty blonde woman with her head buried deep in another porn-stars ass.

"Anika and Alma's Anal Adventures?" You asked, eyebrow lifted and a smirk spread across your lips. His eyes immediately shot up to meet yours, a look of pure terror splayed across his face.

Your smile grew wider as you folded your arms and leaned on the counter, effectively pushing your boobs up. "I don't judge." you smiled up at him. You could hear his breath quicken. "You know, personally," you gazed up at him through your lashes, playfully taunting him:" I'd loooove to try anal someday. Looks fun."

Eddie was officially bright red, sporting a semi solely due to the words that were falling from your sinful lips. He shifted, trying his best to change his position to conceal his growing hard-on. You look down at his shifting legs, catching a glimpse of what was starting to form in his jeans.

"Looks like you'd like to try it someday, too." You almost giggled, lifting an arm from under your boob and making a vague gesture to his pants.

Eddie could've died. The girl who he'd been crushing on since his first attempt at senior year-- and was lucky enough to run into at the sex shop-- had seen his potential hard-on. Of course she hadn't seen it in any of the ways he dreamed she would. There was no first date, no accidental walking-in-on-her-naked mishap, or even her dropping her tray all over him at lunch and licking those nasty potatoes up off the crotch of his pants (he was a little ashamed of the last one-- especially because of how fast he'd cum when he thought of it). Accidentally, on a fucking Tuesday afternoon in June, had to be the time. But your body language? Your voice? He wasn't sure if you were fucking with him or if he was about to be the luckiest man in the state of Indiana.

"I-what?" Eddie stuttered.

"I work at a sex shop. I know a semi when I see one." You giggled as you picked yourself up off the counter. "My break is in 15. You still have that van you did in high school?"

Eddie couldn't believe it. He was the luckiest man ever. Not only were you not fucking with him, you remembered him from high school and weren't running for the hills. He swallowed thickly and fidgeted with the cross on his pointer finger.

"Yeah. Yes. Why?" He chuckled nervously. You giggled, rolling your eyes.

"Because I want to fuck you, stupid. Do you want to fuck me?"

Call Eddie JFK, 'cause someone could've shot him right then and he'd die happy.

"YES--yes." He chucked, standing up a little straighter, putting his palms down on the counter as he looked up at you. Always with the theatrics.

"Great. Go wait for me" you plucked the tape off the counter and handed it to him. "And this one's on the house."

Eddie practically ran out of the store once you set it in his hands.

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Eddie couldn't wait 15 minutes. Hell, he doubted he could comfortably wait 15 seconds. During your conversation his semi had grown into a full-on erection, creating a more-than-obvious tent in his jeans. As soon as he had hopped into his van, he had undone his pants to try to relieve some of the pressure. He ran his hands through his hair, he checked himself in the mirror, even going as far as to retrieve a breath mint out of his glovebox. He wasn't sure if this was a kissing kind of situation--if you were even a kissing kind of girl. He thought it best to air on the side of caution. Just as he was starting to doubt the sincerity of your proposition, you pop your head out of the backdoor of the shop, scanning the parking lot before doing your best to cooly walk over to his vehicle. Truly, you were probably just as, if not more, exited than him. You walk up to the driver's side where he's sat, and lightly rap your knuckles on his window. He cranks it down, elbow resting on the door.

"Yeah?" He says, flustered, quiet.

"Sir? You can't park here." You smile at him. Some of the desperation is relived from his face, in its place a tiny smile. You make your way over to his passenger side, already unlocked, and hop in. You turn to look at him while he's already looking your way. "Started without me?" You pout, gesturing to his already unbuckled belt and unzipped pants. Eddie lets out an airy chuckle.

"Sorry." He mumbles, hand carding through his hair.

You reach over, putting a hand delicately on his cheek and turning him to face you. Slowly you start to lean in, his eyes fluttering shut and a minty smell escaping his parted lips. Sweetly and slowly, you push your lips against his, softly. You quickly ruin this, pulling away to kiss him more hurriedly, pressing your tongue against him. He moans into your mouth, allowing you to lick into his. The kissing turns messy, quickly devolving into teeth and tongue. You prefer it this way. Messy. Sexy. You start to kiss your way away from his lips, leaving hot wet open-mouthed kissed on this stubbly chin and making your way down to his neck. You start to nibble at the soft skin by his ear, earning a loud and earnest moan from him.

"Please…" He moans.

"What?" You pant against his neck in between kisses.

"More…" He groans, tipping his head back, hand reaching uncomfortably over the center console to grope at your waist. You start nipping at his neck again, eventually biting and sucking at the sensitive skin on his throat. "Fuck," he lets out, low and gravelly. You soothe the bruised skin over with your tongue, licking your way up to his earlobe. You suck, leading to him tightening his grip on your waist. "You're so…mmmm…" he moans.

Sure, Eddie had kissed girls before-- but not like this. It was usually him buried deep in a girl's neck, whispering filthy things as she gripped onto his hair. Even so, he had only gotten that far a couple of times. But you were different-- so different. His usual theatrics and confidence all but fizzled out when you were near.

"That feel good?" You humidly whispered into his ear.

"Uh-huh,"

"How about this?" You knew the line was cheesy, but your brain was short-circuiting as you ran your fingers up his thigh, closer and closer to the tent in his boxers with a growing wet-patch.

"Fuck. Yeah. Do anything… fuck." He tipped his head back against the headrest as your hand slid under his shirt and over his stomach. You loved to see him like this. In high school you had heard rumors from the other outcast girls in your friend group that Eddie Munson was a bit of a sexual peculiarity. You heard that if they'd tried to suck him off for a discount he'd agree only to make out and do a bit of grinding, but give them the discount anyway. You only knew of one girl he got close to going all the way with--her allegedly offering to take his virginity for a crazy discount-- but you heard differing rumors of if he actually 'got it in', or was even a virgin in the first place. The story was inconclusive and ended with the girl's mom knocking on the door and Eddie having to hide naked in her closet for 10 minutes.

Your hand traveled back down to his erection, mouth still buried in his neck. Lightly, you grasped him, his breath hitching. Without warning you firmly pressed your thumb against the weeping slit on the head, forcing a deep, chest-rumbling moan from Eddie. The stimulation of your hand grasping him and your mouth on his neck was turning him into putty.

"Can we-backseat?" You mumble, releasing his hard-on and pulling back from his neck.

"YES yes yes…" he trails off, turning and clambering over the console and into the back through the gap between the driver and passenger seat. You clumsily follow suit. "Where should I…?" He pants, standing, back hunched from the low roof, pupils blown wide, and desperately trying to ask what position you want him in.

"Just sit down." You purr, leading him to plop down on the cool metal comically fast. You move to straddle him, lips furiously meeting his once again. He moves his hands to your hips, you softly gripping his wrists and coaxing his hands down to grope your ass. You can feel his cock kick up underneath you. You start to grind your hips against his, leading to another desperate noise passing from his lips onto yours.

Making out with Eddie was nothing like what the girls in high school said it was like. Eddie was giving it all up and putting his pleasure in your hands. You were almost a little embarrassed how much this power over him turned you on. He moves his hands from you ass to your tits. "This…Fucking…tank top…" he mumbles against your lips, hurriedly switching again from your tits to the hem of your shirt. He pulls away, begging: "Please… can I take it off?" His eyes were closed, breath heavy and face flushed. God, did he look deliciously desperate. His eyes open just enough to see you nod, hurriedly pulling up on the material. His hands and mouth become occupied as soon as you're shirtless. He trails his tongue down the valley between your breasts, groaning out at the taste of Hawkins' heat and sweat against your skin. He moves on to fondle one breast while attaching his lips to the other. It was your turn to throw your head back, tugging at his hair. He soon switches to your other nipple, running his thumb over the spit-slicked previous one.

Eddie was in heaven. Ever since he had started sucking on your tits, you had unknowingly started to grind harder and faster onto his lap. Experientially, he nibbled ever so slightly at your nipple. The moan you let out had him kicking up in his boxers. He started to pinch the neglected nipple, moaning into your hot skin.

"Fuck…" you pulled his hair, hard enough to pull his head back from his assault in your chest.

"You ok?" He asks, eyes half-lidded and hips stalling, causing your grinding to come to a speeding halt. Slight concern is apparent in his voice.

"Please let me fuck you." You beg. You couldn't handle it anymore. The need was about to boil over and you needed him as soon as possible. Eddie tips his head back onto the wall of the van and groans. He slides his hands back down to your ass.

"Yeah? You want that Baby?" He pants, his personality coming out even in the most intimate moments. You hurriedly move off of him, slipping your bottoms and ruined panties off in one fell swoop. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Eddie kicking off his pants and yanking his shirt over his head, exposing all sorts of ink and pierced nipples.

"Fuck," you groan, shifting back over to straddle his lower calves, Eddie clad in only his boxers. You lean your head down to lick at his chest, starting at his tattoos and making your way down to his nipples.

Eddie's never had a girl like you. To be honest, you may be more of a freak than he is--he's had his nipples done since his 18th birthday and no girl who's seen him shirtless since has reacted like you. You start to bite at the cool metal and lick along the sensitive points, earning a hiss and a moan from Eddie, head falling back, and hand going to his hair. When he looks back down, you're looking up at him through your lashes and trailing your wet tongue up his chest.

"Weren't you-didn't you say you needed to fuck me?" He chuckles slightly. He's trying to be funny but he's completely breathless and so fucking desperate. Your hands start to pull at his waistband, his impatient hands coming down to help you, kicking his boxers off the rest of the way once they drop far enough. For a split second he hopes you're not on birth control or make him use any kind of protection, thinking selfishly that if he baby traps you he'd have you all to himself. The vulgar thought quickly parishes as you scoot up, soaked core brushing against his cock as you lean in to whisper into his ear:

"How do you want me?"

He coaxes your hips to settle down against his hard-on, moving you and running your sopping folds to grind along his shaft.

"f-fuck…" he groans. "Like this ok? Need you now." he breathlessly whines, head empty, all logic gone out the window at the feeling of your wet sex on his bare cock. With that, as if on cue, his head catches your entrance, sliding into your tight hole. The moan you both release is sinful. He's thick, providing a delicious stretch for you and making you feel impossibly tight to him.

"Just pull out, yeah?" You ask breathlessly. Eddie can only nod, eyes screwed shut, jaw clenched. When you start to bounce, he almost looses his mind: curses, cries, and fucking whimpers falling from his lips. You rest your hands on his shoulders, staring down at Eddie while he tries his best not to cum too fast. Eddie wanted to think that whenever he felt confident enough to really fuck a girl--like one who really wanted him without needing a discount--he would be more macho about it. Then again, there was no way that he ever imagined he's loose his 20-something-year-old virginity to you. And yet here you were: bouncing on top of him, in his van, behind the sex shop you worked at. You're taking what you need from him while still giving him more that he could ever ask for.

Your hand moves from his shoulder and up to his lips, slipping your middle and index fingers into his mouth. "Suck," You breath, looking at him directly, a mouth open and noises slipping out but still a firm look in your eyes. His eyes practically roll into the back of his head as he closes his lips and harshly starts to lick and suck at your digits. Once you're satisfied, you pull your fingers from his mouth and begin to rapidly rub at your clit. You were going to be the death of him.

"Fuck, I-I think I'm close," He groans, closing his eyes and tipping his head back. As soon as the words leave his lips you clamber off of his lap. His eyebrows furrow with concern, his eyes shoot open only to see you on all fours in front of him.

"Makes it- makes it easier to pull out." You pant, hand immediately finding your clit again. He waists no time gripping your hips and re-inserting himself, trying his best to set a good pace for you and him.

You're in messy sex heaven. It's uneven, it's sloppy, and the taboo that Eddie "The Town Freak" Munson is fucking you is driving you nuts.

"Fuck, feels-feels so good." He gasps. You start to match his pace, slamming your hips back against his. Eddie can't help but stare down at the recoil and giggle of your ass, his hands landing on your hips, pulling you closer to himself with each thrust. That's when he notices it. Your asshole. Puckered and looking directly at him. He thinks back to what you said earlier. Experimentally, with no thoughts and sex fogging his mind, he lets a drop of spit leave his lips and fall directly onto the puckered skin. You let out a sinful moan, dropping from your hands to your forearms.

You think that maybe Eddie has done this before. That the rumors aren't true and that while he may be inexperienced, he's definitely gotten a few home runs in his life. The accuracy and action of the glob of spit landing on your asshole feels almost perfectly rehearsed--and the feeling of one of his hands sliding from your hip to grasp your asscheek makes it all the more exiting. If he hasn't done it before, his instincts are going to be the end of you.

The heat is killing you. Eddie made the rookie mistake of not cracking any windows-- the van is starting to fog and the air is becoming thick. The force of his thrusts is causing the sweat from his bangs to drip against your lower back.

"I can…my finger… if you wanna… butt stuff… or…" Eddie mumbles, thrusting between each word, pussy drunk and unable to form a coherent sentence.

"Yesssss…" you moan, somehow managing to push your hips higher into his.

His thumb moves to spread his saliva over the sensitive area, earning an animalistic and crazed moan from you. You start to fuck yourself back on him harder as he circles the area, another glob of spit coming down to lubricate his movements. Eddie has no idea what he's doing, but based on your reactions, he imagines he's doing a good job. Accidentally pressing just a little too hard, his thumb slips the slightest bit into your taught hole.

You've fucked before, sure. But never like this. His boyish charm, willingness, and eagerness are leading him to give you the best sex you've had. The new sensation of his thumb slipping slightly into your asshole has you reeling.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK, I'm gonna cum…I'm gonna cum…" You whine.

"Fuck. Please. Please, Please." He whimpers back, thrusting harder into you and trying to give you his all.

Your orgasm is atomic, ripping through you and leaving seeing white for a few seconds. Your orgasm causes you to tighten incomprehensively more around Eddie, your tightness, and the pleasure of the thought that he got you there triggering the first stages of his orgasm.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He grunts. "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" He lets out a wicked and deep, slutty moan, pulling out and cumming down your ass.

"Mmmm…fuck." You moan at the sensation of his warm cum coating your butt cheeks.

"Fuck…fuck…fuck." He says through clenched teeth, riding out the end of his orgasm. When he finishes, he joins you on his knees, kissing down your back and whispering how grateful he is into your skin. Once he makes it down to your ass, he starts to clean his own spend up, moaning at the taste of himself. God. Eddie Fucking Munson is a fucking beast. He grabs his ragged tee shirt from beside you and starts to carefully run it along your back and thighs. Sure he's never really fucked before, but he's read enough playboy to know how to treat a girl after sex.

"Eddie?" You ask, searching for your clothes and struggling to get dressed. He's a little surprised you know his name, his original notion being that you only remembered his face from high school.

"Yeah?"

"Are you a virgin?" You ask, stretching your tank top over your head. His face goes bright red. Maybe you knew way more about him in high school than he thought.

"Uh…" he paused, looking away from you "Not uh, not anymore." He mumbles, causing you to giggle at his response.

"That's what I thought." You say, trying your best to stretch your bottoms back over your shoes that you neglected to take off at any point during this encounter. "Because you're good," you pause, catching his gaze, "But you could be better. I can teach you if you want. Same time next week?" you say, shooting him a genuine smile.

Eddie's mouth flops open and closed like a fish. He is the luckiest man in the world.

[aplpaca]

nothing makes me realize that some people just don't notice obvious details the way watching badly-put-together animal stories on instagram does.

Like, whatever like-farming account will just string together clips from several completely different videos and try to pass it off as "this person helped raise a baby turtledove!!!" and the supposedly-same-bird's nest changes shape and size and position and is located on completely different porches in every single clip used, and in one of those clips the bird shown has spots when none of the other sampled videos do and also the filmer's hand changes race at least twice.

And then I go in the comments and it's filled with hundreds of genuine non-bots being like "wow this is so cute! Bless this person for caring for that bird". Like,,,, bro I think I could rob your house and as long as I left the tv you wouldn't notice

[prince-liest]

Since you've gifted with so many orchid rambles, I've decided asking you will be a lot more fun thank asking Google lol

Are orchids difficult to take care of? :0 they've got a reputation for being a very persnickety plant, but I've heard somewhere that stores often put awful/incorrect instructions for how to take care of them, so their difficulty may not ~actually~ be their fault. Thoughts? 🤔

Hahaha, I fully support asking me over Google!! I've gotten a lot of my orchid information from various direct sources (feat. my mom, Aislin, Reddit, and MissOrchidGirl on YouTube) because you are extremely correct: the information that most shops give, especially grocery store orchid labels, is wildly inaccurate!

Personally, I find your usual grocery store phalaenopsis orchids to be one of the easiest plants to take care of, and also that they're bred to bloom repeatedly and prolifically. I have a grocery store orchid that's been holding onto the same flowers for nine months, which is abjectly ridiculous. My grocery store phals will bloom twice a year and typically hold blooms for 3-6 months. At long as you set them up correctly, they're very low maintenance!

The main thing is that while they're easy plants, they are also different from the houseplants that most people are used to and that's what trips people up. For example: they're epiphytes so you can't plant them in soil, it will eventually kill them! You also should not water them with ice cubes like some labels advise: they are tropical plants that don't appreciate a shock of cold water, and it's often not enough water. The other thing is that most orchids bought from grocery or big box stores are not set up/potted for success in a home environment. A lot of people bring orchids home only for them to die soon after, and it's often due to the conditions they bought the orchid in (or, uh, occasionally, thinking that the flowers fading is the same as the whole plant dying).

The basic three fundamentals of keeping orchids I like to espouse:

Repot them into a fresh orchid bark mix and a clear orchid pot with slotted sides (you can then put this in a prettier cache pot like I do) within a month of acquisition. This way you know they're not drowning in pure sphagnum moss, old seedling dirt plugs, or decomposing old bark, all of which may cause root rot and kill the plant. Repot once every 1-2 years. Here's a good video on it!

Water them by soaking the whole pot in room temperature water for 15 minutes or so. You know they're ready for water when the potted roots turn silvery rather than vibrant green (this is where the clear pot comes in handy), but usually about once a week is also good! You may also add orchid fertilizer into this water for greater success in growth and blooming.

Put them somewhere bright without direct afternoon sunlight. A north window that gets bright indirect light, or an east window that gets some morning sunlight. Harsh afternoon sunlight may burn them, but they do enjoy a lot of light when possible.

And that's it! Just the correct amount of light, water about once a week, and putting them in a better potting mix than what they came in. You can get more involved than that if you want, but for the average person I think this is really what it comes down it.

Now, I have more orchids than just phalaenopsis orchids (I have two oncidiums, one dendrobium nobile, one cattleya, and three phalaenopsis hybrids) that can require slightly different care, so if you get something different from the standard "moth orchid," it's a good idea to look up specific care requirements. But phals are generally really easy in my personal opinion!

[tigerdrachin]

I HAVE DONE IT

I'M FREE

Ok, what the fuck is going on? Well in a post from like a few months (its been like... a year and a half at this point) ago I rambled about NYs character being inconsistent at best with how often he changes between outfits and the characterization always changing slightly with it.

So I decided to make a character deep dive for him out of boredom (oh past me I envy you) , I know Ben did not intend for the characters to have very in depth personalities, it's just a fun thing I noticed and wanted to talk about.

I have rewatched all the videos NY appears in (yes all of them. twice. took ages) and my suspicions have just gotten stronger, so here I will present to you everything I pulled from the video canon, which is the only thing I will be pulling from.

I also can't give episode names to most of my points, as sadly a chunk of my notes were lost while I was neglecting to finish this and I don't have the time to rewatch them all a third time, so if you want to know why some points are in this, ASK. I will try to provide answers (as far as my incomplete notes can provide).

Starting with the groundwork that basically started this project.

I don't think NY is NY, the state, most of the time, but more NYC posing as NY, kinda like the Austin-Texas situation just flipped with the city calling the shots while the state takes backseat, mirroring real life (as in NY being only known for NYC).

And I also don't think NYC is the only one sharing a body with NY. I think Albany and Buffalo are also there.

I will get into each of them individually in a second, but first I have to address the episode that brought me on this train of thought, which is "DC statehood"

This episode, for those who don't know, shows NY and NYC as two different entities, NYC having the classic NY look we all know, and NY wearing Bills merch from head to toe.

You may already see the problem, how could NY and NYC be the same person when we see them separated here? Well, because Ben doesn't have a consistent canon, but that isn't the point here.

The other problem with "DC statehood" is that it is an outlier, it's the only instance that doesn't fit the pattern that the rest of the episode laid out. While being an important piece of this take on a character study for NY it doesn't fit in with the rest of NY canon.

The thing is, this is not the only case where "DC statehood" doesn't fit in with the rest of the table episodes, which is why even tho it disproves this entire theory I will go on with it as the normal episodes give me enough confidence to deem this specific video as an anomaly.

I wanted to address this as its the episode that started all this (note from currents stripes: Its my theorie and I can dismiss whatever I want :P)

Now that that's settled

Every character corresponds to a few outfits that I will list. I will only do a broad overview tho for the sake of both our time.

I will go after how often they appear and the importance they seem to hold, starting off with,

NYC

NYC is the one we see the most throughout the series, he has the most appearances and is the one we associate with the character NY.

The states referred to him as NYC multiple times, but it often seems more like they are poking fun at him and aren't actually aware that he's not the actual state.

He always wears the red beanie, but his shirt often changes, he is also the one wearing the coat in the earlier episodes.

Quickfire

He does not like Chicago

Frenemies with Florida

Is the one that has a bat in his trunk

Insomnia

BIG BROTHER VIBES INTENSIFY

Is the only state we see outside the statehouse (not counting Florida man in SO Cal)

always stressed

the one doing the job interview episode

Quotes

"Good for her/him"

"That's your business"

"I don't (sleep). That's kinda my whole thing" - ´The Hot Dog Hoax´

"Because I said so." - ´The Hot Dog Hoax´

"Go play in traffic." - ´The internet bans the president´

"I'm late because I don't wanna be here" - ´The internet bans the president´

(NY, as in the state, doesnt get a whole lot of rep, but from what I have seen he is much nicer than NYC)

ALBANY

Albany, as the state capital, has the second most appearances, he pops up sporadically when something in Albany specifically happens

Albany is calmer than NYC, still an asshole, but less ready to commit violence and more verbally a dick.

Bills beanie and New York shirts or red beanie and bills jersey, it switches sometimes

Quickfire

The one with the ´don't come here list´

Gets annoyed when meetings derail, he just wants to leave. (its impressive how consistently he just.wants.to.leave.)

Big power saw TWICE

does not like Florida at all

Aroace, I think? (Based on the states walking in on you)

lets gov speak

Quotes

"What we doing here?" - ´Weekly News Recap 7/14 pt.1´

"Wouldnt it be nice if we had a big saw?"

(future stripes again: MY NOTES ARE INCOMPLETE, SORRY ALL FROM HERE IS JUST ME DOING MY BEST WITH THE MESS YOUNGER ME LEFT ME)

Buffalo

buffalo is the one I have the least information on but I thought he would still be worth mentioning

Hes the one jumping through tables tho

like thats the only reason he appears in like 3 episodes (other then one time for football(I think) but in that epsiode breaking folding tables was also mentioned)

[lonesome-witching]

We're Still Together

Another edition to the "I Think We're Alone Now" universe, as requested by @rabbitofdeath-atcastleaarrggh the same person who requested I Think We're Alone Now and Double Date Plans. There is no need to read these previous works as they don't appear to be chronological.

You can read my old prompts or send me new ones.

It hadn’t originally been her plan to come out to her new found family. She had saved the world with these people and would die for any of them in a heartbeat, but she hadn’t wanted to put her own dark secrets out in the open. The fear of losing any one of them was enough to pick up her heartbeat even now. But keeping secrets was not a good foundation of any friendship. That and she had found herself slipping up. Every single day it became harder to keep it to herself.

Which is exactly why she had invited every single one of her world saving friends, including Joyce (she insisted that Robin stopped calling her Mrs. Byers) and Hopper. It was time to rip the band aid off.

“So,” Robin started, looking across the Byers living room where they had all collected, “you’re probably all wondering why I called you over.”

Her hands were getting sweaty at the gaping and confused looks of the people around her. Her eyes lingered on the small frown line on Nancy’s forehead.

“I’ve got some big news that may upset you,” Robin continued while dropping her gaze to her lap. Her fingers were twisting around each other.

“Oh no, you and Nancy broke up?” Dustin cried, his head dropping to the back of the sofa. “I’m so sorry, Robin.”

The room erupted in questions. “What happened?” “Are you alright?” Accompanied with the compassionate remarks. “I’m so sorry, Rob.” “We’re here if you want to talk.” “The first heartbreak might sting but your true love will come along.” And then there was Mike who turned to his sister: “What the hell did you do?”

“Guys! Guys! Robin and I haven’t broken up,” Nancy shouted over the different comments. “We’re still together.” To emphasize her words, Nancy reached out and placed a hand on Robin’s knee.

“Wait, we’re together?”

The room quieted down instantly. The only sound was Steve stifling his laughter in the nearest throw pillow.

“Are we not?” Nancy chuckled uncomfortably.

“I thought we were just friends.”

Nancy slowly pulled her hand back. “Oh,” she breathed.

“No! It’s not that I don’t want to date you. I just didn’t know we were,” Robin babbled, trying to grab Nancy’s hand. This was not going as planned.

“You didn’t…” Nancy shook her head. “You are the one who asked me out.”

“When?”

“That time I came by Family Video and you asked if I had plans that night. We went to that diner at the edge of town.”

“That was a date?”

“Robin! We shared a milkshake! You thought that was platonic?”

“I don’t know! I’m bad with social cues, remember?” Robin waved her arms around her head as if her own lack of understanding was visible for everyone to see.

“How are neither of you mentioning that you guys kiss? Like all the time.” Steve chimed in. “Nancy comes over to Family Video to make out with you in the break room like twice a week.”

“Ew, I did not need to know that,” Mike mumbled.

Nancy just pointed at Steve. “We kiss!”

“Friends kiss,” Robin replied, doubting herself.

Nancy smiled softly, leaning in closer. “Robin, will you be my girlfriend?” she whispered in Robin’s ear.

Robin in response started nodding her head rapidly.

“So, what was the news you needed to tell us?”

[shera-dnd]

So to pass the time lately I played through Lies of P for the first time

And of course, me being me, I proceeded to make everything about the game gay

Tho what started as just "I think Carlo and Romeo are exes" and "Eugenie needs a girlfriend" turned into an actual honest to fuck queer reading after that final boss fight

tl;dr: Lies of P is to trans femmes what original Pinocchio is for trans mascs

but to explain my insanity I'm gonna have to spoil the shit out of the game soooooo you've been warned

Okay so for the sake of simplicity I'm gonna refer to Geppetto's son as Carlo and to the protagonist of the game as P. I know they have literally the same soul, but they don't share memories and don't seem to share a sense of identity, so I'm gonna treat them as different people here

Also it's important for The Symbolism, so bear with me here

So our dear P is this new person who is slowly building a sense of identity for himself, this being represented by you slowly growing more human the more you do certain things in the game

Like enjoying music, and lying to people

You know, normal human stuff

This eventually leads to one of the first big changes in P's character design. P grows his hair out, much to Geppetto's frustration.

Because P no longer looks like Carlo. He's starting to differentiate himself from the person Geppetto expects his son to be.

This tension between P's growing sense of self, and Geppetto's expectation for P to just turn into this image he has of Carlo, just continues to escalate

Culminating on the final boss fight against The Nameless Puppet

Carlo's corpse being used by Geppetto to claim back his son's soul

And that's when the old man says a line that makes me rethink who P and Carlo are

"This freedom isn't for you. It's for Carlo"

and you know, there's something about how to claim your freedom and keep your soul, you have to fight and defeat your own masculine body, which is being puppeteered by your controlling father, who has very strong opinions about who you're supposed to be

ESPECIALLY when said father keeps calling you a male name that is no longer yours

ESPECIALLY ESPECIALLY when the very first thing you do after that is sacrifice yourself so that your soul can be reborn in a feminine body

And like okay maybe this could be interpreted as kinda bad, because the way you unlock this ending is by lying through your teeth repeatedly, so it could kinda imply that P's new identity is a lie

But you gotta remember that nearly every lie she tells are just white lies to help people deal with a miserable fucking situation. And the only lies she tells about herself are all for the sake of self preservation

Like her first lie is her trying to get the security systems of the hotel from killing her

And her last lie is her telling her dad she trusts him

In the end P feels like a transfemme with a very strained relationship to her father, who still only sees her as "Carlo", the son he insists she should be.

Honestly there's probably a lot to be said about P and Carlo's relationship to Romeo, as well as Sophia's role in this story, but I'd need to play through the game again to get all the specific interactions aaaaand I don't feel like playing a video game twice back to back

fucking sue me

Anyways Lies of P is good and very easily read as queer, and you guys should definitely try it

[masquayla-the-splendid]

(Not) small ramble.

This is why I love Tumblr, I can make text posts that aren’t on Twitter.

This whole situation with the Talbert files and the Pinkypills thing made me realize how immature the fnaf fandom has become. Like I thought I felt something change by the time Security Breach came out, but it became glaringly obvious when the Scott Doxx happened a while ago.

As soon as that happened, people were more quick to be angry at Scott's decisions that should not be public in the first place, than at the person who leaked that info "for the lolz." Like okay I understand if you're concerned where your money's going after knowing that, but then that should be the case for all transactions ever.

Then, the "in regards to whether the books are canon or not, yes." And then people got mad at him for not answering directly, or it just went over their heads and now they think the books are canon. Like guys, he's a troll, that's how he always is.

And in 2023, we had all the Fanverse drama, and people getting way too heated over different theories.

The Movie hate I have a theory for.

If you were in the fandom around 2015/2016, you might remember how often fnaf got generalized 'for kids' online, or that a large portion of the fandom were kids, so therefore it was cringe. (This is at cringe culture's peak btw.) Years later, the "fnaf vhs horror" videos introduced a more mature portrayal than the source material. I don't have tiktok, but I imagine clips of these got reposted like crazy. This lead to fans that left a while ago and 'cringe haters' to be like "oOOh what did I miss?👀" They are now in a state of "SEE, FNAF ISNT FOR KIDS, SEE?? SEE???" Cringe denial. Then, when the movie came out, they had their expectations ramped up for a gore fest in a similar style, but failed to realize Fnaf was always campy with little to no gore. This is why the table fort scene is "so controversial." Then, some other people who liked the movie, just not that scene, were coping with, "THEYRE JUST KIDS" or "THEY TRYING TO TRICK ABBY INTO TRUSTING HER." The former is more believable, but you can easily just chalk it up to, "They're entertainer robots. They're built to have fun. The murdery is the twist."

Then VR2 happened, which like a bottle of soda pop, went flat really fast. We were still doing things in VR1 longer when that came out.

And now we're at our second drought. The first one was in 2017 before fnaf 6. And again, people are throwing a fit about Scott "defending" pinkypills, and not at the person pretending to be Scott. It's not as bad as the first time, but it's notable. Which by the way, the way he handles these types of situations is very serious and mature from any other content creator. However, I feel like he just doesn't know where to draw the "okay what in tarnation??" line, because he fired the other artist for doing the same things.

Overall, the fandom has become really whiney about every little thing recently. I think it's because from 2014-2016, we were very centered with fan-creativity, and now, since there is too much content to digest at once for newcomers, we have become very centered with theories and lil blues clues. It also doesn't help that there isn't any new content to dwell on, so we're all stuck with eachother.

Twice in Dawkos interview, Scott says something along the lines of no matter the lore, all he cares about is that is characters are enjoyed.

[marbearmarigold]

Phwale

My phan whale au as requested by at least one person

I don't know how y'all format fanfics on here so well I Salute You

Dan and Phil are two YouScuber whales enjoying their successful career and comeback, when a different channel pops up, hosted by two whales that look Exactly Like Them.

It had happened before.

When that channel first published, spawned was a more apt term, Dan and Phil found out from the YouScube home page. The two whales were huddled around Dan's blubtop, staring in disbelief.

"DanAndPhilCRAFTS?" said Phil, incredulously.

"We didn't make this, right?" Dan turned from the screen to look at Phil. He flicked his tail a little in stress. "I mean, we could have been deleriously drunk and filmed this...... and cleaned it up before morning..... and edited before morning..... and scheduled the post before... morning......."

"We did not make this."

"Then why are we in it? Why are we in this video?"

"I don't know," said Phil, "But we should probably watch it."

He reached over and pressed play.

They never spoke about it publicly, that year or the two following. Thankfully, the date of the upload meant that their audience assumed it was an April Fool's Day video, and that continued until today. For the most part.

There were murmurings of "crafties" of course, but they were few and far between. And since the channel hadn't posted in 7 years, Dan and Phil figured the dopplegangers had moved on, hopefully to other, more wholesome activities.

Which meant that this April 1rst hit them like an anchor.

"Oh my Neptune." Phil dropped his bowl of Kelpies onto the coffee rock in shock.

"What?" Dan swam over.

Phil showed him his shellphone, he'd been scrolling Twitter and found a screencap from YouScube.

"What?" Said Dan again. "Why? Why are they back it's been years!"

"I don't know."

They watched the video of course. It was longer than the other ones. It started out normally, as normal as a DanAndPhilCRAFTS video could be.

"Hello Crafties!" The opening line sent shivers down Dan and Phil's spines. Seeing a whale that looked like Dan speaking words he'd never said was always creepy.

They made their usual claims, that they'd been posting twice a day every day, even though this was the fourth video on their channel. They said their usual phrases: "soft and neat" "pro-tip" "mother" "Him". Their chaos beamed through the screen like sunlight through through the waves. "Don't cry, craft!"

And then....

And then it got even more sinister. The whales started filming outside, in a remote and deserted cove it looked like. They dissolved all four crafts in acid to summon Him. They went to an abandoned shipwreck covered in arcane and sinister symbols.

Dan and Phil watched all of this in horror, dread creeping up their tales. The comfort of their livingroom dropped away, they weren't in their home anymore, they were viewing themselves performing horrible acts.

They watched as Dan killed Phil. That had happened in the sea cucumber prints video, but this was more visceral. They could see the blood floating in the water, the pain in Dan's eyes as he swam to Phil's body onto the giant symbol in the middle of the deck.

Dan carved out Phil's heart.

Dan addressed the audience for the first time since they destroyed the titular slime.

"Hello crafties," He was out of breath, the sacrificial act clearly exhausted him both physically and emotionally. He took blood from Phil's heart and painted it onto one fin.

"Art.... is important."

He spread blood on his other fin.

"Soft..... and neat."

He began to do the same to Phil's fins, pressing the whale's own blood into his dead body.

"Creativity.... is nothing without friendship."

Phil's fin dropped to the floor.

"Don't cry...... Craft."

The last shot of the video was Dan and Phil, above the symbol, fin in fin. Alive? Dead? Something else? And a figure swam up behind them.

A mer-goat.

A Demon.

The water churned, white-hot, and the video ended.

YouScube auto-played one of their gaming channel videos, and the Dan and Phil sitting safe in their house were jarred back to reality.

Dan slowly reached over and clicked the airbar to pause it.

They sat in silence for a long time.

They didn't really need to speak. They knew what the other was feeling, and what the other would think about what they were feeling.

It had gone too far. The public would think it was a well produced April Fool's video. But they knew the truth.

It was real. There was a demon out there.

And Dan and Phil had to figure out what was going on at last.

"Well, Phil," Dan said, "Where do we go first?"

[dual-plunger-enthusiast]

Stuff DaFuq?!Boom! has done, a masterpost

As a Skibidi Toilet fan and artist, I do NOT condone any of what he has done. Blugray is a bad person and I do not support him in any way, shape or form. While I may still make fan-content, it does not mean I support him and his shitty actions. Liking content does NOT equal liking creator.

As a notice, this is all I have found so far, and I haven't really bothered with finding anymore new things. I have a life, I don't even really want to make this post, but I'm making it for awareness sake. If you have anymore information about Blugray, feel free to reblog with it. Thanks.

I do usually refer to DaFuq?!Boom as Blugray, as that is one of his aliases and is also quicker to type.

TW: THE N WORD IS USED IN THE FIRST TWO TWEETS, AND MENTIONS OF NAZIS IN THE NEXT TWO.

Tweet 1: 2021 screenshots of Blugray using the n word, claiming he has the "n word pass" which does not exist and does not condone him using the n word.

Tweet 2: Literally a whole VIDEO of Blugray saying the n word, along with dropping a hard r in the same video.

Tweet 3/Tweet 4: Same video, just in 2 different parts. Blugray's take on the Ukrainian/Russian war. I do not and will not engage in this sort of discussion due to personal anxiety, but it's kind of just Blugray being ignorant and believing in the propaganda fed to him.

This is a screenshot that doesn't belong to me or the entity that sent it, but there's also a George Floyd joke he made which is pretty fucking insensitive.

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Though it is not as serious (it still is serious, just not as much) as Blugray's racist behaviour, he has also been copyright striking basically ANYTHING he can find Skibidi Toilet related (I believe theorists and reaction channels are excluded???)

I do not know much about copyright myself, so take this with a tiny grain of salt. I don't use twitter, I simply just get sent these for awareness, and I'm putting them into a post to help others know too.

Many are bummed Blugray is copy-striking content, although he doesn't technically own majority of the assets of Skibidi Toilet, just the storyline alone (and the toilet models I think), along with the fact the Skibidi is a mashup of two songs, that both happen to be copyrighted (I think?)

On the other hand, others defend Blugray's copy-striking since there ARE idiots out there stealing Blugray's content, along with even falsely copy-striking one of HIS actual videos, which Youtube did a wonderful job (sarcasm) handling. Blugray may just be copy-striking everything just to not deal with anymore theft and false copyright strikes.

I cannot say much about this in particular, because as mentioned, I don't know much about copyright. Once again, take with a grain of salt.

Tweet 5: TL;DR: Blugray copy-striked Gametoons for a Skibidi animation they did. Gametoons reached out offering to Delete all their Skibidi videos, but Blugray offered to do some licensing instead, and promising to NOT copy-strike anymore of their videos. He then turned back on his word and copy-striked two more of their videos, which has lead to a chance of channel deletion, meaning Gametoons will be gone forever.

Along with copyright striking Gametoons, he also copyright striked a really popular Roblox Skibidi fangame apparently? I do not have evidence of this, I simply saw news that the game was striked twice, and if you look on Roblox now, every single Skibidi fangame has been renamed to not have "Skibi" in its title.

This is all I have by far, I will try to update the post best I can if anything new arises, but just a reminder, I have a life and I do NOT really want to dedicate all my time just for this post. Thank you.

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Update 1: Gametoons has been resolved. However, all other copystrikes still happened and tbh I’ve lost track of what’s happened at this point so uh yeah take that as you will.

[zesticky]

i'm absolutely gobsmacked every time i attempt to do a video edit of ava and deborah's relationship because like-

the amount of layers and parallels that the writers have given to them in three seasons is just insane

below is a list of all the parallels i'm trying to fit in

"the last thing on earth i want to do is move to the desert to write some lame jokes for an old hack." "i was right the day i met you, you are a fucking hack." "a hack is someone who does the same thing, over and over. deborah is the opposite. she keeps evolving and getting better."

"you have to scratch and claw and it never gets better. it just gets harder." this parallel between 01x02 and 03x01 is insane!!!

the salt and pepper shakers

"you can make it funny. you can make anything funny."

they speak their own little private language and make each other better

"you're just like me." deborah has said this twice on different occasions to ava

ava finds the package from kathy in the bin at deborah's place and gifts it to deborah at her show taping, with kathy THEN seeing the same poster at deborah's house for christmas and couldn't believe she saw it, with ava repyling with "she did, it made her really happy." when in fact, ava! gave! that! to! her!)

"don't leave me. [you got it.]" "don't-don't leave me. [okay, i won't.]"

deborah lets ava go so she can seek better job opportunities to advance her career

ava wants to be wherever deborah is, her wants and needs are ava's needs

deborah pushes ava away because she's afraid, and will do whatever it takes to make the show bulletproof, even if she thinks losing the people she loves is worth the sacrifice (and ultimately doesn't realise that would lead to her downfall in s4)

the subject of loneliness - deborah lost frank and kathy as a result, kathy leaves deborah because she can't stand the idea of deborah choosing her career over her personal life

"i know you. you're already making decisions out of fear and you'll keep doing it!" yet ava still stays with her in the end by deborah's own making... being a shark

[emblemxeno]

Xenoblade 1 DE Main Story/Game Thoughts

Finished the main story! I didn't go full completion but I got full affinity for all areas and saw every Heart-to-Heart. More detailed thoughts-including spoilers-under the cut!

-For starters, DE is a great update to the original. Many QoL improvements trims the extra menu time down a lot (inventory management, art books, equipment/gems, etc.), especially swapping gems. Also hell yes to including the appearance feature from X, as someone who prefers the default outfits for everyone!

-Same applies to battle stuff and general gameplay. Quest tracking, gauges on things like Break and Topple, clearer status effects, chance arts being highlighted, even something as small as the scroll between Talent Arts/Running/Chain Attacks being more streamlined had many great returns on me not pressing the wrong thing.

-However... why did they not just go all the way with more changes? The two big ones that come to mind are trading and Colony 6 collecting. First, why can you not bulk trade? It is such a time sink having to constantly open the menu again and again. And since trading and skip travelling share a button, I clocked probably over a hundred instances of opening the damn map menu instead of trading since there's a second of cooldown before the option appears for the NPC again! It's an annoyance that is easily ignored once or twice, but absolutely brutal after the tenth time.

-Jumping ahead a bit, but I speak not just criticizing DE but XC1 as a whole. It's probably an unpopular opinion but I don't like the ongoing Colony 6 reconstruction sidequest. The first time I completed it-about half a decade ago I think-was magical! Seeing a ruined home blossom into a lively city due to my hard work was something I'll never forget as an RPG fan. But I don't have that kind of time on my hands anymore (or I simply have better management of time now that I don't stay up til 4 am playing video games anymore lol). Exploring Bionis and Mechonis is an undeniably wondrous and beautiful experience, but only when doing normal quests (well most of the normal quests) and progressing the story. Jogging around places trying to find each item is incredibly unfun and tedious. The big offenders are typically Ice Cabbages (luckily I got all the ones I need by playing through the Valak portion of the story), Rainbow Slugs (I spent an entire hour on the Fallen Arm ugh), and the Black Liver Beans. The last one was the breaking point, I can't stand the Bionis Interior and after an hour in there just trying to find one, I said fuck it and did the Time Attack trials to get them that way. It was just not... good! I don't like it a bit.

-Last thing on DE specifically, I found that the graphics are apparently controversial among fans? I'm understanding of the position, as there's definitely a charm that the original artstyle had, especially being on the Wii. But to me the original has more issues in its visuals than just being a different artstyle. Poor resolution, blocky models, souless faces when not in an important cutscene, absolutely diabolical pop-in. And some say that the original gave its characters more personality during cutscenes, which... I don't get whatsoever. Did we watch the same scenes, cuz it's very hard to distinguish emotion in the original, whereas DE has better mouth, eyebrow, and facial movements. Certain scenes may "look" more emotional in the original, but things get exaggerated all the time to compensate for poor resolution or graphics.

-Now on to the just XC1 in general! Holy fuck the main cast is better than I remember. Shulk, Fiora, and Melia were already my favorites, but honestly... Dunban is probably my absolute favorite out of all of them now. His story is just so succinct and he's just so cool and hot and kind and just ughhhhhh!

-Egil is still best villain in the game, no surprise. Revisiting this game honestly made it really fucking clear why I loved Dimitri from 3H so much cuz the two are so similar (to the point where you can pull line's from the game about Egil and put them in 3H). The others fair less well. Metal Face/Mumkhar is delightfully hammy and an amazing threat for the first half of the game, but is as deep as a puddle. Dickson and Lorithia I found I dislike even more, for the wrong reasons; they lack charisma, and it's noticeable in places where the game gets really anime in its hammy villainy, but they're written and played a bit too straight for it to come off as anything other than lackluster. Though at least Dickson has presence as Shulk's caretaker and the guy who everyone knows and respects; Lorithia though? Throw her away. Honestly if Yumea took her place and retained the bigotry against Homs it'd be much more entertaining IMO.

-Zanza himself is a definitive mixed bag. Were I ignorant to Klaus' entire story from XC2, I'd honestly write him off as a by-the-numbers arrogant (but secretly imperfect and prone to "human" folly) god figure that happens in many, many RPGS. But I can't dislike him because I do know the entire story, and Zanza being an utter dickwad is explained in great detail and makes sense. Honestly, he does work for the story that XC1 is telling without playing XC2 as well, but ehhh. I guess it's just really difficult to be the main villain after Egil does such great things in a limited time.

-Narrative is great, just as it was the first time I played. Highlights for me:

Singlemindedly fighting for revenge is destructive not just to your enemies, but to yourself and your friends. Ignorance and unwillingness to look beyond your own world or history means you may be hurting innocent people without realizing it. Chaining your life to the deaths of others rather than supporting the survivors is unhealthy and can lead you down a path of misery and disaster.

Ether is not just analogy for carbon/other base elements in our world. Philosophically it's analogous to light and fate as well. Shulk unlocks the Monado's powers when he stops treating it as a tool with functions, but rather as an extension of his will. He wills his wishes into his heart, and they are made manifest. He protects Reyn with Shield not cuz the Monado lets him, but because he desired it. Same with Sharla and Speed, and it's how Alvis taught him to unlock Purge. It's how he resists Apocrypha, and later gains Cyclone once the Apocrypha is destroyed. His will is so strong, it becomes resistant to Zanza's influence, hence why he starts suffering the more he learns of Mechonis' history. The truth being brought to light is painful internally and externally, as Zanza physically rejects anything that challenges how he sees the world. Shulk brings himself back to life, begins having visions without Zanza, and gains his own Monado-which looks purely made of ether and light-through pure willpower and the desire to create his own future.

Shulk's duality and inner turmoil when he realizes his yearning for revenge is destructive; Fiora's endless strength of heart when dealing with a machine body and carrying on Meyneth's wishes; Melia going through hell and back trying to find a balance between her sense of self and sense of duty (I imagine Future Connected is gonna touch on that more as well); Dunban grappling with his moniker of being a hero and mentoring the party despite being imperfect and lamenting his disability; Reyn's goal of being a protector developing into being a supporter once he becomes insecure over his strength and character compared to Shulk; Sharla trying to keep hold onto a sense of hope that her love is alive before coming to terms with the fact that she needs to cherish her life and love those within it; Riki just being the fucking best dad and friend in the world.

Having played XC2 and XC3 makes all these things even richer as well.

-Last but not least, gameplay:

-Most quests are good. Most. The generic quests weren't ever fun for me, and they cause significant bloat that could've been trimmed IMO. Especially since lots of quests ask you to kill monsters and collect items anyway.

-The method to get quests started though? Awful. I know that things like Community in Torna and Field Skills in XC2 are hated, but man I can't stand having to change the clock and track the damn NPCs in XC1. Especially since there are many areas separated between towns/villages and "wild" areas (Colony 6 and Bionis Leg, Frontier Village and Makna, Alcamoth and Eryth + Valak), it just makes things so drawn out. Going back and forth, changing time and all that, is a sour point on this game.

-Like I said a few weeks ago, the Xenoblade series as a whole is unmatched in gameplay story telling. Beautiful and large environments make curious exploration a treat, especially as you start getting pieces to puzzles that can get completed later. I payed a lot more attention to the High Entia and Giant related sidequests due to the fascinating lore, for example.

-The fights are great, if a bit centralizing. Shulk, due to Monado arts, is the best character to have in the party and is sorely missed when switched out. I have pretty standard opinions on the rest of the characters, so no need to speak on each individually. I will say though, holy fuck is the AI just as bad as I remember. Shulk wastes his Monado gauge, Sharla is terrible at using arts and always puts herself into cooldown, and Melia for the love of god, stop firing elementals as soon as you summon them you're made of tissue.

Topple locking is deffo the prime strategy, cuz there were fights I wouldn't otherwise have won were it not for it, and thankfully Reyn and Dunban have pretty good AI.

Two major gripes though. Spikes are a terrible mechanic, gross. Second, I hate that the enemy tags affect accuracy, it makes certain quests extremely brutal to complete without grinding. And I just hate having to fight tough/overlevelled enemies as a whole, it becomes routine and simple after a while.

As a whole, I like the gameplay still, but it feels very restrictive going back to it after seeing all the crazy tricks I could do in 2 and 3. And also auto-attack arts > timer arts forever and ever.

-Overall a very great experience getting to replay this game like this. Though more rough points than I remember, and with certain things that have not aged well whatsoever , XC1 is still a good game that I'm glad introduced me to this series. I'm taking a break before playing Future Connected.