#magic twisty worms

[juliaprecourt]

Shibari Squirmle

[child-of-wrath]

a pompom is the egg of a worm-on-a-string

[snortoceanweed]

This is sea weed

[simandy]

Wobly woo woooooooo

[sallary]

Fresh a twisty magic worm?!?/j

Fresh doesn't know how to kiss properly :/

Fresh belongs to loverofpiggies

Dream belongs to Jokublog

[codfanficedits]

Behind the mask - Part eight.

Pairing: Simon Riley x Fem!Reader

Summary: Because Simon wasn’t born as Ghost.

Wordcount: 3454 | Rating: E! (18+ only!)

Warnings: Fluff and Angst.

A/N: Simon would be around 22/23 in this fic, so it would be set around 2015 ish? Sorry for uploading so late, I had a massive writersblock and my life is a mess right now lol

There, he said it, and Simon could feel his heart thumping out of his chest. What if you didn’t feel the same way? What if you just mumbled those words the other night? What if he just ruined whatever it was that the two of you had going on. What if. What if. What if.

“I love you too.”

Your words are like music to his ears and he can’t supress the smile that formed on his face. His arms wrap around your waist again, and your face gets peppered with little kisses. “I can’t get enough of you.” He whispers into your ear, and he finally feels happy, he finally feels as if the universe isn’t out to fuck him over, no, Simon feels as if the universe is smiling at him.

He finally lets go off you, to turn on the shower and he watches in awe when he sees you put up your arm. “Not a hairwash day.” He chuckled, remembering your earlier words from the day before. Just watching you do the most basic things feels like a treat to him. Simon still doesn’t fully know how the two of you shifted from being friends to being.. this so easily, but he is not the one complaining.

He pulls you closer to him in the shower, being careful enough to not wet your hair, and he can’t help but smile. Your naked body looks absolutely gorgeous and he would devour you whole if he could. But something stings him. Even though you’ve been inseparable the moment you woke up in his arms, there was never been an official title for the two of you, and he can’t help the slight worry that someone will come and take you away from him, and he can’t have that. You’re his girl, and he wants the rest of the world to know that too.

He watches while you wash yourself, what if another man would ever lay hands on you? The same way he had done? No, he can’t have that. He doesn’t want to share you, he doesn’t want to risk losing you because he never had the balls to put an official name on it.

“Was wondering what we are.” He mutters, his voice barely audible over the constant stream from the showerhead. You turn around to face him, and you can see the whirlwind of emotions on his face, the worry, the jealousy, the tenderness. “What was that?”

Simon straightens his back, trying to silence his insecurities. “Just wondering what we are.” He repeats, a bit louder than before. Your head gets tilted to the side, while there might never have been a verbal agreement that the two of you were exclusive, it certainly felt that way for you. “Let me ask you a question.” You respond. “How would you like to be introduced as the next time I skype my parents again?”

“As your boyfriend.” He is quick to answer, worried you’ll slip through his fingers if he doesn’t answer you quick enough. “That is if you would have me.” Simon added with a sheepish smile.

In response you can only laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck to press a kiss on his lips. “Of course I would have you as my boyfriend. And I think my grandmother would love it when I introduce you as my boyfriend too.” Your hands move down to give his ass a playful slap, before you step out of the shower. “Go get your ass washed.” You command him. “I want to get the stuff we need for the paper mâché.”

Simon salutes you with a grin before he starts his shower routine.

~~

Who would’ve thought going craft shopping with two soldiers would be so chaotic? You knew what you needed, balloons, glue, water, paint and a bunch of old newspapers. Simon however, had never really had the opportunity to explore that side of him, so the man needed to touch every single texture he could get his hands on, from the googly eyes, to a magic twisty worm.

“Are you sure I don’t need this?” He asks, holding up a pack of glitter glue. “I like the dark blue.” He muttered to himself. And it pains you, no matter how much you try to see the good side of this, the fact that he can finally discover all the things you deemed normal during your childhood. It hurts knowing that he never got the chance to when he was growing up.

“Well.” You start your answer. “You can always buy it and maybe we can use it for something else?” You can’t think of a single thing it might be useful for, but at the same time, it’s impossible to say no to him. If a little bit of glitter glue will help his inner child, who are you to ruin it.

“Do we have everything?” He asks, placing the glue into the shopping cart. You shake your head. “Before I forget it, we need a mixing bowl, and some paintbrushes too. Or do you want to paint with your fingers?”

In return he shoots you a grin. “I can do a lot of things with my fingers.”

You just roll your eyes at his comment, before you go and study the different paintbrushes, eventually settling for a large pack with different kind of sizes. You drag him and the cart along through the store in order to get a mixing bowl, and Simon holds it up triumphantly when you walk past it and he spots it.

“After this, we just need to go to the library.” You say, as you guide him and the cart towards the checkout. “For what?” He asks, carefully following your movement.

“The newspapers. Apparently they have a huge amount of newspapers that become worthless after a few days.”

Simon nods, it did make sense what you were saying, it was just something he would’ve never thought about. Another little thing about you that he adored so much. “Anything else we need to do while we’re out and about?” He asks, placing the equipment on the conveyor belt so the cashier can scan them.

“Oh yeah, I ordered my Katniss costume a while back, it should be delivered at my PO box, so maybe we can check that out?”

Again Simon just nods, he is more than happy to just spend time with you, even if it meant running some errands. It was funny to him, he never thought he would be the person to emotionally open up to another human being ever again, but there was just something in you that made him want to live again. Not that he was suicidal, not in the slightest, but before you, his days were gray, coated in a layer of thick dust, the same over and over again. And then you came in, blowing that dust away, painting his days with your colours, and it was as if he could see the beauty of the world for the first time.

He doesn’t even pay attention to the price when he goes to swipe his card. Although he is always a little nervous that his card would be declined, a breathe of relief passes his lips when its not the case, and he stuff the receipt into the plastic bag. He offers you his arm as the two of you walk out of the store. “Where do you want to go first?”

You think for a little while. “I think it would be best to first go to the library, then go to my PO box, and maybe we can grab a bite to eat afterwards?”

Good, that meant more time with you, and Simon is ready to rip the world apart if that meant being with you. “Sounds like a plan, lovie.” He murmurs, feeling content, before he presses a kiss against your temple again.

He puts the bag into the trunk of the car before he takes place in the drivers seat. He frowns when you don’t put on your seatbelt, and he crosses his arms in front of his chest, refusing to even start the car. Right now, you’re the most important thing in his life, and he would be damned if he put you in to danger. His eyes shift from the seatbelt to you and you finally catch his hint.

“Sorry, sorry.” You mutter as you put on you seat belt, his shoulders lose their tension and he starts the car, the moment he’s comfortable enough, his hand rests on your knee, creeping a little towards your inner thigh, before he settles on a comfortable spot, his thumb mindlessly running circles over your skin.

The drive to the library feels way too short, and Simon waits in the car while you run inside to get those newspapers. A sigh escapes his lips as he leans back into his car seat. For so long he has thought that being happy, being content wasn’t written in his stars, but now that you were his, he allowed himself to feel that happiness again, to look towards the future as something that he wants to experience.

And when he spots you again, a big bundle of newspapers in your arms, he can’t help but feel relieved, everything would be okay, everything would work out in his favour. Your parents liked him, your grandma liked him, you liked him, that was all he needed.

He wants to help you take care of those newspapers, but he knows you, he knows your pride, the constant urge to do everything yourself, to not give any of your work out of your hands, it’s something he doesn’t like, but he understands, so Simon patiently waits until you’re done, in the meantime he is just silently admiring you.

“Do you know where the post office is?” You ask, before you can even take a seat inside the car. You make sure to make eye contact with him when you put on your seat belt, and Simon let out a dry chuckle. “I do, I do, don’t worry your pretty head over it.” His hand moves to your thigh again, the moment the car starts rolling, he enjoys feeling the warmth of your skin beneath his fingertips.

The traffic is quiet and again, the drive doesn’t take long enough for him, as he parks the car close to the post office. A quick kiss gets pressed on his cheek before you disappear out of the car again. He drums his fingers on the steering wheel, and his mind wanders over to you again, how grateful he is that you felt the same way that he did, that he had not misread the situation. Yet he couldn’t seem the shake this eerie feeling, the feeling that nice things like this don’t last for a man like him. But he pushes away those thoughts when he sees you approaching the car again, a box in your hands, a huge smile on your face. You seemed so excited for your costume. The box gets tossed on to the backseat, and he has to hold himself back from pulling you into the car, onto his lap and pepper you with kisses.

But he doesn’t, not yet anyway. “Still want to grab that bite to eat?” He asks and you nod, it is nice to have a day away from the base, to not be a soldier all the time. “There is this little sandwich shop, that is like a five minute drive.” You propose and if it was up to Simon he would take you to the end of the world to get you whatever it was that you wanted.

Simon starts the car once more, following your instructions to the brim, and he parks the car in front of the sandwich shop, it’s small, it seems cozy, it seems perfect to spend time with you. As you unbuckle your seatbelt, you press your lips against his, your tongue teasing his bottom lip, and in response Simon let out a soft groan, before his hand cupped your cheek.

There is a grin on your face as you pull back. “Ready to go?” Simons shifts uncomfortably in his seat as he shakes his head. “I can’t, not yet.” For a second you’re worried he is hurt, but your eyes shift to his lap and he tries to straighten the fabric of his jeans. The bulge in his pants reveals the reason why and you can’t help but grin at it. “You poor, poor boy.” You tease him, as your fingers run up his thigh.

“Can you stop it?” He groans. “You’re not making this any easier for me.”

“Tut, tut.” You counter, “do you not want to be a good boy?”

Good boy.

Good fucking boy.

Shit, that is making him feel things he has never experienced before. Before he knows it, he can feel himself get all flustered at your words. “Stop it.” He grumbled, trying to hide how he really felt. He was a soldier for crying out loud, he wasn’t supposed to swoon this hard when someone, even if it was you, called him a good boy.

With a final shake of his head, Simon gets out of the car, his arm around your shoulder while he pressed a kiss against your temple. “You’re an awful tease.” He murmured, his lips still pressed against your temple.

His around falls off you when you enter the sandwich shop, though Simon has the need to keep on touching you, to at least have a hand on you, no matter when you two are, he keeps his hand to himself. After all, you two are still in public.

“Any idea what you would like to get?” He asks, as he stares at the menu board. “Don’t know yet.” You answer. “Either the sandwich with roasted chicken and arugula. Or the goat cheese with honey and walnuts.”

“Oh.” All of the sudden Simon feels like a fool, He had been focussing on a simple egg salad sandwich, or a grilled cheese. But goat cheese with honey and walnuts? It wouldn’t have even crossed his mind to try it. It makes him feel a little bit like a simpleton.

“How about we order both and share? Half of each.” He proposed, trying to hide his feelings regarding the whole subject, but you seem to miss the clue, just nodding slowly as you take in the offer. Simon gives your temple another quick kiss. “Go take a seat, lovie. I’ll order.”

You do as you’re told, taking a seat in a little booth while you watch the large soldier order for the both of you. You rest your head in your hand, intrigued by him. Sure you had a little crush on him when you first met him, those dark blonde locks, that cheeky smile. But once you got to know him, to see past the façade that was being a rough soldier, that was when that stupid little crush turned into something more and you couldn’t be more grateful that he felt the same way about you too.

You look up as he sits down next to you, arm wrapped around your shoulder as he pulls you close. He never had imagined that the hardest part about being in a relationship would be the amount of touch he felt he needed in order to survive. “What were you smiling about?” He murmured, his lips pressed against your hair.

“You.” You answer, and Simon looks up with a smile. “Me?”

“Yeah, you.”

“And what is it about me?”

“Everything.” You say with a sigh and you wonder how much love he has ever received in his life, you know some men don’t like it, but you want him to experience what you had gotten before. “You’re amazing Si, you’re sweet, you make me feel wanted, you make me feel at home.” You add.

After your words you lean towards him. “And on top that, you’re handsome, I keep getting lost in your eyes, there is no place where I would rather wake up in than your arms.”

Simon feels flushed after your words. How should he respond to such kindness? Is it even possible to respond to something like this? Part of him wants to tell you, you’re talking out of your ass, that you’re talking bullshit, that he isn’t all that special.

But the other part, holy shit, that other part is over the moon. He is so, so happy that you feel that way about him, that you love him the way he hasn’t been loved before. The way he isn’t able to love himself.

He wants to say so much, he wants to thank you, to hold you, to kiss you and to keep you close to him until the end of times, because being with you, feel like he could concur the end of the world. “Thank you.” He mumbled softly, Simon wants to say more, but he is interrupted by the sandwiches being brought over to the table.

~~

It had never occurred to Simon that goat cheese would be delicious, or that arugula belonged on a sandwich, but you made it him favourite flavours. The day seems to end way too quickly when you and him arrive back to base, days like these make the army more tolerable.

But no matter how nice it has been to be with him, no matter how much you enjoyed having him around you, you crave some time for yourself, some silence, no more stimulation for your brain.

“My room or yours?” Simon’s voice snaps you out of it.

“Well.” You begin. “I was kind of hoping we could both stay in our own rooms tonight.” It wasn’t something you could say easily, you were worried he would understand it wrong, you were worried he would be upset.

And damn right Simon was upset, he could feel a tug on his heartstrings the moment the say those words. Did you not want to be with him? Did he do something wrong? “What? Why?” He’s confused, not understanding why you need the space, while you felt as if you had to walk on your toes.

“I just need some peace and quiet around me, Simon.” You answer. “It is nothing personal.”

“Nothing personal?” He shoots back. “You just told me, I don’t provide you with some peace and quiet.”

Well, yes, you did say that, but you didn’t mean it like that, you didn’t meant to tell him he didn’t provide you with some peace and quiet, you just needed some time alone, some time so your brain doesn’t get overstimulated and fried to mush. Why was that so hard for him to understand?

“It’s not like that.” You mumble, unable to process what is really happening, but Simon sees it as indifference, he just told you how much this hurts him and you’re acting like this? Hours ago you told him the sweetest things known to man, and now you’re telling him you need the peace and quiet that he can’t provide you?

“Then how is it?” His tone is sharp, a defence mechanism to stop himself from getting too hurt, too attached. And you’re getting tired, you don’t want to explain yourself, you don’t want to talk, you don’t want to think, all you want to do, is to be alone for the night, to unwind.

“I just need some time alone, okay?” You snap back. “It’s not the end of the fucking world, Simon.”

But it felt like the end of the world for Simon. It felt as if he was attached to someone who didn’t want to be attached to him. And Simon only knew violence, Simon only knew how to solve things with harsh words, shouting and screaming. “Not the end of the fucking world, huh?” He hisses. “You pretend to love me, only to rip my heart out hours later?”

You roll your eyes at him. “You’re being dramatic.” You huff.

I’ll show you dramatic.

This would be the perfect time to break the cycle, but it is hard, it is difficult to change what he had learned to do all his life. His jaw clenches and his fist clench too, but he takes a deep breath. He is not his father and he never will be, he will do better.

“Maybe we need some time apart.”

His voice is calm, too calm even for the situation, you want to say something, anything at all, but the moment you open your mouth to speak, he turns around on his heels to walk away.

[thenweatefivesoups]

Alright, you asked for it

Ignore the low quality (sorry) - here's Pegacorn!

@pineapple-cowboy got it right in the comments; this cop's part unicorn, part pegasus, and all alicorn hero!

And here are the other two guys to complete the trio:

Twisty's (Petey's) cutie mark is a star inside a gear, showcasing a talent is in using magic for science (obviously). Peaceful Twirl (Li'l Petey, similar name intended) was a cloning accident, and he was nothing like the evil Peaky Twist... but strangely, when Twirly got his mark, it was an inversion of his: a gear inside a star.

Maybe we're not so different after all.

More drawings under the cut

So here's Knight and Greg

They were combined after the accident, and Pegacorn can't speak because of it. Messed up vocal cords and things.

This guy had so much angst after this. He had to get used to being a technical alicorn, had Knight's cutie mark for a while (he got his own later, but that's another can of worms) and he got a bit popular with the press:

And here's some other characters to close out (yes Molly is a hippogriff, and yes her siblings are too. Flippy might also be one, but he could potentially be a dragon? Not sure yet)

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 5/5

Book Blurb: A teenage sorcerer’s apprentice must solve her boss’s murder in order to prove her innocence in this twisty, magic-infused murder mystery perfect for fans of Knives Out and The Inheritance Games.

Being an apprentice to one of the world's most famous sorcerers has its challenges; Tabatha Zeng just didn’t think they would include solving crime. But when her boss, the infamous fortuneteller Sorcerer Solomon, predicts his own brutal death—and worse, it comes true—Tabatha finds herself caught in the crosshairs.

The police have their sights set on her and Callum Solomon, her murdered boss’s youngest son. With suspicion swirling around them, the two decide to team up to find the real killer and clear their own names once and for all.

But solving a murder isn’t as easy as it seems, especially when the suspect list is mostly the rich, connected, and magical members of Sorcerer Solomon’s family. And Tabatha can’t quite escape the nagging voice in her head asking: just how much can she really trust Callum Solomon?

Nothing is as it seems in this quick-witted and fantastical murder mystery.

Review:

A teen sorcerer's apprentice must solve her teacher's murder and deal with the strange inheritance he left her while also dealing with his very complicated family, it's Knives Out but with magic and a bit of romance! Tabatha Zeng is the apprentice to one of the world's most famous sorcerers... and she's known about his prophesied death for months. Tabatha apprentices's under fortuneteller Sorcerer Solomon, and he predicts that he will die a brutal death by "his most beloved" and that Tabatha must stick close to one of his sons, Callum Solomon, no matter what after his death. Tabatha finds herself in the list of suspects as well as in the potential crosshairs of whoever murdered her boss. It's up to her and Callum, her boss's youngest son, to solve the mystery before the killer aims for one of them and in order for them to both clear their names. Yet the Solomon family is complicated, filled with drama, money, and power... and Tabatha can't trust anyone, not even the boy she's begun to work with and who has begun to worm his way into her heart. This was such a fun murder mystery with a dash of romance and magic. I loved the Knives Out vibes in this book and it perfectly balances the mystery with the drama. I had so much fun reading this one and the story kept having fun twists and turns. You don't know who could have done it and it was a really nice twist at the end. I really loved the chemistry between Tabatha and Callum, I can't resist a cute investigative couple. Tabatha herself was a really fun protagonists to read. Overall, if you enjoy Knives Out and are looking for a fun mystery read, I would absolutely recommend this!!

*Thanks Netgalley and PENGUIN GROUP Penguin Young Readers Group, G.P. Putnam's Sons Books for Young Readers for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[amuseoffyre]

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death Rating: R Summary: The year is 1873. In a city with a thriving stage-magic circuit, the Gentleman Conjurer is ready to make his mark, but things do not go as planned.

Snippet:

Beyond the alleyway, carriages and people bustled here and there, but Stede put them from his mind to focus on breathing in and out. He could still hear the shouts of awe and thunder of applause from inside the theatre, a twisty little worm of embarrassment and frustration niggling at his belly. Why had he run away? He had been thoroughly enjoying the show and it wasn’t as if a memory of someone could really do anything. It was stupid. He was stupid, overreacting to nothing, just as he always had, just as father always said he did. He jumped with a squeak of alarm when a door a little further down the alley crashed open.

[feuqueerfire]

Enigma Live Blogging

I've literally only heard good things and hopes for a season 2, so I'm hoping to love it, esp since I've been excited since the mock trailer.

Ep 1 (Aug 7)

1-1

Prim so pretty

stabbing a teacher with a pencil

Win's tattoos are nice, Sung Hanbin should get something similar, it'd go well with his celestial chest tattoos

Oh the way he acts with Fa vs so nervous with the teacher

ah, magic healing?

pls he really is going hard on bumbling fool teacher Ajin

that twisty crack thing + cracked glass

1-2

oh the girl drowned herself? did she succeed?

girl wtf is this "misbehaving children must be disciplined" voice D:

and is Ajin staying late to investigate what goes on?

girl not the security person

1-3

oh, Ajin undid things and healed her and security and brought her back to her room? or something? because that can't have been a dream

waitttt, Ajin and Fa don't end up in a relationship, right? I feel like I would've been aware of it. I kinda did want them to get together from the concept trailer though since it seemed dark and twisted anyway + that one Win and Prim clip with the oranges and them beside a pool gave me intense brain worms, so I am Very Open to them together in this show or a different one

but anyway, they're cute talking after the water spill thing even though I'm assuming Ajin orchestrated just for this purpose of showing how different he is than his powerful magician self

oh Ajin, how did you know about the dream?

1-4

oh she confronted Ajin by herself, that's kinda scary

damn, what is that thing she found and has been carrying?

omg... what's happening. does the evil thing that's hurt Wan and Matt have its grips on Fa and he's trying to expel it?

the villain eats glass

Who is the person who records Fa in the past roof clips? Who is the villain - I know Bright appears at the end

I'm reading the r/gmmtv ep 1 discussion and lol I didn't notice a "blurry figure" behind Fa even though apparently she appeared twice rip. Also, Piploy is supposed to be in this as well

Ep 2 (Aug 7)

2-1

Fa's an adult? isn't she a high schooler? Did they carefully drop that piece of info so that they can get together <- my hopes

pls okay and he's not even her teacher and they're literally doing forced cohabitation with "this side of the room is mine, don't cross it" stuff like? okay, love interests

plsss "my plans never fail, they're perfect" -> getting a photo taken by the girls at school

damn, how'd Ajin get the uncle thing to work?

Namsine played by Piploy is significant somehow

2-2

ewww throwing up blood after taking out a glass shard from her mouth?

bro, was that a dream for real?

girl, not the Music Room by yourself

oh, Prikhing was the one behind the window when Fa, Namsine, and Ajin were all in the music room

ah, more of Prikhing

2-3

plsssss Yiwha thinking Ajin is a perverted spirit

Yiwha is cute and endearing but also... is she innocent? completely off the list of suspects? hmmm like maybe she's just doing this so cast the doubt off of herself? and get info from Fa herself?

anyway, Yiwha and Fa are cute though, girls of the world! I'd ship them harder if I wasn't already invested in Fa and Ajin

omg everybody already infected and vomiting blood and stuff? and who is the person with the red cloak?

oh, this is from the concept trailer when she went into a different room and entered some other dimension or something through the door

oh, blinded by a spell in the same place, I see

who is the red-cloaked girl? is that Namsine?

I knew people mentioned Piploy quite a bit and the thing with having a GMMTV roster of actresses is that you immediately know they'll be significant enough somehow or other, so Namsine being the red-cloak girl makes sense. though I do see mentions of her being a puppet in the gmmtv subreddit ep 2 discussion

Ep 3 (Aug 8)

3-1

Ah, Namsine puppet as they mentioned

3-2

Not the wound tending

ahh and he still let her patch him up despite him healing soo quickly

they're so cuteeeee what the heck, they've gotta be hinting at romance right?

Him sharing magic with her in a way he's never shared with anybody

ah, Fa and Namsine fun, intense friendship, girls who only understand each other

omg the way the mother found the videos of them spending time with each other and being so attached, ah it's so gay girls <3 as if the videos would have them kissing or something

scary ass mother, reminds me of button eyed Coraline other parents kinda

3-3

oh I hate Namsine's mother so bad

White Arts, Black Arts, Enigma

he won't let anyone else die... is he seeking revenge for somebody who already died?

3-4

i lost the stuff here rip

Ep 4 (Aug 8)

4-1

oh self-mutilation

Fa and Namsine soooo lesbian intense girl relationship

anyway i'm scared that Namsine is gonna stab Fa still with the blade

bro a shattering sky glass

hey what?

4-2

The bees around Ajin are reminding me of the moths in Midnight Museum of Bright's episodes

so Ajin's being haunted/posessed and is gonna now have a spell over him to see something else too?

4-3

woahh Fa performing an exorcism in the pool, she's so cool - you've learnt well and have a good brain

omg lesbianssss Namsine stopping Fa from drowning

Hm, that's it? What even happened with the glass sky shattering and possessing Ajin and stuff?

4-4

Girl, we're gonna get something new starting up in the last part of ep 4 cuz things weren't properly fully fleshed and closed out by part 3 anyway and they'll introduce something for me to hope for season 2 ah D:

Fa-Ajin get together plsssssss they're so ~~~<33~~~

I don't like how he holds her mouth like that though, it was okay the first time when he was angry but not when he's stopping her from talking about spending all the time with him

oh kiss okay, even though we can't even see it

oh not a kiss, rip :(

ah it hits midnight

and he makes her forget everything? D: so sad

oh okay, he didn't make her forget, that's good. he just made her sleep as usual and took her home and disappeared

We get Ajin and Namtaan kisses but no Ajin and Fa fr D:

bro, Priking?

What is the significance of Ajin's ring?

agh, so sad that the ending/wrap-up was just okay but the tease for next season is so intriguing. The setup for this season was good too, well-paced since it's such a short show.

Overall:

I wish the wrap-up/ending was done better/explained a bit more,, like what was that Ajin possession thing? No Ajin past? Why did we redeem mother so easily?

I wish the horror aspect continued on cuz I think it was strongest in the first episode but not much after that.

It's such a short series with a large focus on magic and evil but they still had me hetshipping and lesbian shipping (Fa/Namsine were literally soooo) and that's a good mark that it made me care about the relationships/characters.

Good after credits scene to pique interest for a larger story, hope we get it for gmmtv 2024 and that it remains about 4-6 episodes with the same quality and possibly better writing when tying things up

good acting from everybody, especially the girls.

It was good but I'm not super attached to anything or anybody but if there's a second season, I'd watch it.

Rating: 6.5/10

Trailers:

Original Mock: Watched it in the early morning during GMMTV 2023 and it was one of the only non-queer GMMTV series that was interesting. Was looking forward to it.

Official Trailer: Still cool, though I don't like the very fast cuts they had.

[juliaprecourt]

What if we kissed under the Squirmle Tree...

[scuppy]

me needs commissions I HAVE to buy RWHXRWY 100 Pieces Magic Worms Toys 10 Colors Wiggly Worms On String Twisty Fuzzy Worm Toys for Carnival Kid Party Favors !!!!!1!!!!

[halloweenhalftime]

When I was little anytime I got a Worm on a String I would remove the string to make it more 'realistic.' Like there weren't any creatures in the wild that I knew of that had a string attached to their face so I would just cut it off...

[mothypoodle]

I feel like I’m about to meld with furby and worm on a string. Combining the otherworldly powers pure alien energy of furby and the elegant culture of being spineless of worm on a string. I am ready to become one and fulfill my true purpose. Pure insatiable havoc, the eater of stars, swallower of pride, and destroyer of identity. I am their canvas a blank slate a masterpiece waiting to happen.

There is only worm on a string

There is only furby.

[revivisection]

one day you will go home after a long day and find your house absolutely covered head to toe in magic twisty worms, they will have consumed your kitchen and any and all substances in your fridge. your pipes will be clogged with worms, your electronics will be stuffed to the brim with worms, your bedroom is unsafe. i will take your clothes, sell them, and replace them with worms. your most prized possessions with become worms. you yourself will be begging for it to stop as your lungs will start asphyxiating from the worms inside of there, there is no escape, you will soon realize you yourself are turning into one big blue magic twisty worm. this is not a threat, this is a promise.

[wormoftheday]

Worm of the day: this Wooden Worm Toy from this website!

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(06/15/21)