#maybe just a little chomp tho. for fun

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

the thing about my dragon age blorbos lately is i am picking them based on how much they activate my Prey Drive. i see a pathetic man and the urge to spring and grab him in my teeth just skyrockets

[conron]

Hi new follower! I was wondering if you could do a fanfic of the reader comforting a crying wolf? I know his character isn’t the type to do that kind of stuff but it’s still fun to read about y’know? You make really great fanfics! Could you also base it off the manhwa? I like it more than the drama 😭 You don’t have to if you don’t want to tho! 🫶 Thank you! ❤️

zombie apocalypse! wolf x reader

description: wolf's in a zombie apocalypse and damn! he's immune! LETS FUCKING GOO. a girl who lives in the apartment that he's taken refuge in does not know that. but shes snarky and has guts so he guesses he wont be too mean

tags: um. WOLF POV, fem reader, wolf is immune good for him (kill him with rocks), reader is kind and snarky like always el oh el, angst, hurt/comfort, non explicit sex, wolf is ooc, but he is more manhwa coded!, banter, relationship???? i tried., fights?, contrived shit left n right, lowk a character study, will probably edit later, not betaread

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Soft. Gentle. Tender. 

These were all words that Wolf was not familiar with. It was for pussies who cried for people like him not to hurt them. It was for people who were not like him and maybe did not beat people just because. 

When the world turned to shit, he still was not familiar with these words. Waking up one day and suddenly there was flesh eating monsters running around did nothing but make him shift into a higher gear. More closed off and made him think a bit more. 

This certainly was not on his bucket list. 

(But to be honest all that was on his bucket list was to do whatever he wanted til he died.) 

He just needed to survive. 

Keep fighting. 

He’s done it for most of his life, he can take a little more. 

It’s a bit different now though. 

Too bad he couldn’t afford to get hit anymore because that meant he’d be at risk of getting infected. Dodging between blows from rotten fists and chomping teeth. It felt unnatural but honestly he’d rather be alive and breathing than risk some rotten bastard biting his hand. 

It doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel the familiar tightness in his veins of needing a fix. An adrenaline rush to keep him going and cigarettes alone were not gonna cut it. Not when his supply was running low and you can’t find cigarettes easily because all the other greedy bastards like him already snagged them. 

On a day where he was tired as shit, he got careless. He should not have slammed three other survivors into the ground right when they looked at him. Admitting it was a bad idea was hard though since it felt so good to not have to fucking dodge or think about exhausting shit like that. 

He shouldn’t really be surprised when he’s caught in the middle of the street by a horde. He doesn’t really think ahead for things like that; so when he heard the rumbling of footsteps, he ducked into the nearest store. Wrenching it closed with a nearby wooden plank, he sighed and backed away. Before he heard a familiar sound of croaking and groaning from an inhumane source. 

Slamming his fist behind him without looking where it was going, it landed right into some decaying flesh. Then without a second for him to process, teeth bit down harshly on his hand. The teeth gnashing onto his skin in the moment it was there, making a mess of his palm.

He quickly twisted himself to be able to land his other fist on the zombie’s face. Half of its face ripping apart and falling on the ground. His chest rising and falling with, now, infected lungs; he held up his hand to his eyes. His hand dripped red and bloody onto the tiles in the store. Expression hidden behind his glasses that have somehow not broken in yet. 

Then he sighs and just walks back until he slides down the wall in exhaustion. 

He hopes those bitches he beat up got stomped on and eaten. 

After a while of just sitting there, he groans and gets up. Cursing under his breath as he quite literally could not be bothered to give a shit anymore. 

Well, he’s gonna die. 

Whatever, might as well just be a goddamn zombie. 

He’d been a dog before, not like that’s any better than this. Even if he was getting paid while being one. 

Maybe he can take out Donald Na as a zombie. Would feel pretty good if that fucker was even still alive. 

So when the crowd passes, he wraps his hand and keeps moving. Slinging his bag full of his shit over his shoulder, he walks on with his head up. Not one to give into giving up so easily or losing his will to move. 

He’s Wolf Keum and fuck no, he’s not gonna peel over and die immediately. 

So he makes it back to the apartment he’s taken refuge in. Dumping his things on the table and pulling a bottled water from under the cabinet and downing it. He’ll wait it out and just do whatever he wants until he does. 

Sure, It’s humiliating and a little embarrassing to die this way so easily. After a few months into the apocalypse, he was hoping he’d hold out a little farther than this. But none of this changes the fact he’s gonna die. 

But it happened and there’s no one to blame except for himself. There’s no one to hit to make himself feel better either. 

So no, he doesn’t turn soft or tender in the face of death. 

A day passes. 

…

Then three days do.

He’s sitting around in the apartment he’s taken to call his, just lying in the weirdly nice bed. It’s then he realizes that he’s not even remotely turning. He doesn’t have any of the normal symptoms and he doesn’t feel decay set in from the infection. 

Well. 

Apparently, Wolf Keum is given immunity to the virus in this weird turn of fate. 

He’s stubborn and he barks out laughs when he realizes it. Cackling as he wraps his hand again because he can still die from infection and that’ll be annoying as shit. His fists clench as he tests the gauze wrapped around his hand. 

Then there’s a knock at the door. 

Zombies can’t knock and if someone wanted him dead, they’d just shoot the fucking lock off. So he grins and swings open the door, quickly pulling in the wrist of the person who knocked. His bigger hand wrapping around her wrist tugging her into the inside of his apartment. 

“Hey hey-! Don’t tug me so hard!” A voice scolds him as she’s shoved into the boy’s chest. She can smell a distinct scent that was so painfully obvious to him and cigarettes. There’s also blood and the general scent of decay that lingered on anyone but it’s easy to look past. 

“Shut the fuck up for a sec.” His arms are wrapped around her tight and his fingers dig into her jacket. His face buried in her hair as she huffs and lets him. It’s odd for him to be so clingy when she checks up on him. 

They had met when she heard the door next to her stolen apartment rattle and shake. Someone obviously breaking into it but it was a zombie apocalypse so who really cares. She certainly didn’t. Just as long as this person doesn’t bother her then everything will be fine. 

Well shitty first meetings and a knife pressed to her neck seemed to indicate that everything will not in fact be fine with this person. He had greasy purple hair that looked a little matted down, his face and clothes smeared with substances that made her gag. Glasses that somehow looked unscathed in the face of an apocalypse. 

His face itself… looked attractive if she put away everything else awful about him. Prideful eyes and dried lips on his face as he stared down at her. 

Though, she wasn’t one to care. 

“Fuck-” She muttered before she brought her knee hard on his crotch. It seems even this intimidating boy above her had feelings too as well as his family jewels. 

“-Off, man! You smell like shit!” Her voice says as she’s on the floor of the apartment next to her own. From where he was on top of her, he mutters swears as he collapses to the side. Before the girl stands up, muttering curses under her own breath. Goddamn, when did he get so fucking sensitive?

What a fucking pain. 

Her hands roam over his things laid haphazardly on the table, while he gets over his own seething pain to shoot her a glare. His body leaning against the kitchen counter as he breathes heavily. 

“Don’t steal my shit, you fucking bitch.” His voice raspy and hoarse because shit, knee to the balls does NOT feel good. He doesn’t even feel the will to throw a punch in her direction. 

“Don’t have ta, my shit’s better.” Her tongue sticks out at him as she drops the stuff she was holding back on the table. 

At her uncaring response, he feels his lips pull into a sneer. Guts for a girl. First one he’s met in this hellhole with this personality. Usually he shook down chicks to make them give him their supplies before promptly leaving them alone and stranded. Or with their boyfriends that he beat up to feel something other than survival. 

But she was different. A little more interesting. 

His first impression of her only grew stronger when she left his apartment and came back with her own backpack. Plopping on the couch as she beckoned to come closer, telling him that they can barter like old people used to do. He mutters for her not to order him around but brings his stuff to her side as well. 

Only complying wholeheartedly when he saw that she had two packs of smokes, waving to his things and telling her to get whatever the hell she wanted. As long as he could get those. She settled on a pocket knife that cut her finger when she remotely grazed it. Smiling at him with a slight smirk, thanking him. 

Everyday was a snore in his opinion, scared people and rotting bodies were the norm. The high of an apocalypse wore off quickly. 

But her…. 

She shook things up.

With having the revelation that he was immune, he tugged her close. The only person he had close to an equal. They usually went on supply runs on different days, not seeing each other for weeks. He wondered vaguely if this was the last time he’d see her everytime they parted ways but it’d just be a loss for his nicotine addiction. 

(He ignored the shake in his fists whenever she’d leave for too long. Sometimes he wanted to force her to come with him instead but he begrudgingly respected her independence.) 

Fingers danced over the bandage on his hand, grazing him softly as he hides his face in her hair. It smells of grime and sweat but it’s definitely her. A semblance of normalcy in this fucked up world. 

“I bet you cut your hand, idiot. I told you to stop punching zombies. It’s fucking stupid.” 

“Tryna change my style?”

“Trying to stop you from getting fucking bit.” 

…

Well, he certainly doesn’t tell her what happened. So after a run in with death, he forces her next to him. He didn’t mind being alone, preferring it in the normal world when he was surrounded by annoying people and fucking idiots. But he knew she could survive, knew she wasn’t a complete burden. Or else she wouldn’t have gotten this far. 

She doesn’t mind all that much, days were dreary and all she did was work out to make sure her body didn’t peel over and die. So she spends more time in his apartment. When there wasn’t anyone else around, people talked a lot. She rambled and he’d succumb himself to it while closing his eyes. Snide comments leave his lips in the form of responses. 

Most of the time, they’d lie together on the leather couch. It’s ripped and worn from use from the previously dead owner. He didn’t realize how nice it was to feel warmth when you slept. How much he craved human contact and she was the only one he could stand giving it to him. 

When she slept, she seemed less on edge. Vulnerable. In his arms, she slept peacefully and his scarred fingers traced her resting face. Their dirty and stained clothes rubbed one another’s as they curled up on the couch. 

Grimey in this world, but at least he was alive. Nothing mattered other than surviving but his own personal slice of heaven came in the form of a rough girl. She came from towns over, not from his area. He would’ve never met her otherwise. At least he was breathing and at least he had her. 

Then, he had successfully dragged her on a supply run. It was farther out and he wanted to see if they could get anything they haven’t before. So they packed their bags and set off. Travelling with her was easy, she liked her quiet and he liked his. Not one of those annoying fucks he saw sometimes who talked even though they were literally in an apocalypse. 

They walked and walked and walked under the blistering sun, good thing she didn’t whine or complain or he might’ve started whaling on her. When there didn’t seem to be anyone in the area is when they took to exchanging conversation. 

“Y’know, I was a top dog in my school ‘fore the world turned to shit.” 

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“Whaddya think? I beat people up and got dirty money for it.” 

She snorts as she wipes her brow from sweat. Stray hairs sticking to her face before she takes a swig from her water bottle. 

“Guess it doesn’t mean shit now.”

“Guess so. I fucking hated it after a while anyway.” 

She hums and as they turn a corner in the path they’re on, her face lights up. It’s a river with rushing water. Wolf swears he has to put a hand up to shield his eyes when she turns to him. Pulling a hand that has a leather fingerless glove on it, she drags him. To where he used to be a bit stronger to people’s will, he’s grown skinnier and was pulled along easily at her weaker grip.

She’s rambling and so excited that they found running clear water. Before he can tell her to shut the hell up in case there were zombies around, she’s already taking off her shirt. His eyes almost bulge out behind his glasses at her body being so carelessly revealed to him. Within a minute, she’d already shed her jacket, shirt, and pants. Stripping her shoes and socks off as well, filled to the brim with excitement. 

“Are you just gonna stand there?” She asks incredulously as she holds her clothes. Her form only covered by her bra and underwear. His eye twitches as he greedily drinks in her almost naked body before he silently strips himself of his own clothes. Only keeping his boxers and a lone glove on, she carelessly grabs his scarred hand. 

Hers is as rough as his, scarred too as they both are used to carrying guns and knives. But none of it seems to matter when they’re in freezingly cold water running to their thighs. She’s laughing under the sound of running water as she goes to sit down in it. Wiping her face from sweat and dirt, the dried black blood on her hands wash away as well. 

In the water, he sees her free from the weight of their world. Careless as she washes and wrings out her dirty clothes in the water. He’s fucking freezing in the water as he mirrors her, silent as he just listens to her humming and rambles. Washing himself and his clothes as he can see her eyes stare at the many scars he has.

When their clothes lay to dry, she turns to him and laughs. He’s stone cold as she plucks the glasses off his face that he forgot to remove. Without droplets covering his vision, he can see her clearly. He keeps a carefully indifferent gaze as he examines her.

She’s smiling so much and he thinks this must be what she looked like and acted like before everything went to shit. 

Placing the glasses next to their drying clothes on the tree stump, she comes back close to him. Placing her arms on his shoulders as she looks up at him. The water loud in his ear and the sun beating down on them.

“You didn’t even try to wash your hair!” She mutters as she runs her fingers through the purple locks. His roots have grown in a fair bit but he doesn’t really care. It’s then he leans in and buries his face in her neck. Looking up at her from there before placing a kiss there. 

She’s smiling a bit too smug for his liking so he wipes it away by placing his lips on hers. The water helping with the dry of their lips as they kiss. Pent up feelings for each other and the pain of not having anyone else in this fucked up place are released. He’s breathing heavily as he lies her down on the grass and touches her everywhere he can. 

Sinking into her with a feeling of something filling his veins. A straight shot of drugs right into his system. His fingers tangle with hers as he hears her breathy moans. Soft in his ear along with the whisper of his name. It makes him want to chase for the rest of his life. 

Fuck cigarettes, he could get used to his name tumbling off her lips everyday. 

When they’re done, their clothes are dry but they go back in the river for another wash of their bodies. Her fingers in his hair and his in hers. It’s soft, something he’s not used to. Tender in ways he’s not familiar with. 

Her eyes are gentle in a way he can’t even imagine being. 

So, when they’re dry from the sun, they set off again. It’s a little different now, a little closer. Their silence is comforting as their steps fill it. Fingers graze his as they walk and when something happens, his arm goes in front of her. 

They find a building, it seems like a warehouse. Splitting up to cover ground as they both started unpacking boxes and picking up discarded items. When it reaches around 10 minutes of scavenging, his fingers graze a box of fabrics. When he digs so maybe he can get some shirts that don’t have rips in them, he finds something different. 

He holds up a dress under the flashlight he carried along. It’s a dark purple dress that should rest somewhere on her thighs if it fits her right. Wolf should be allowed to indulge a little, it’s an apocalypse; not a penitentiary. So he licks his teeth as he shoves it in his bag, a stupidly big smirk on his face. 

Perfect. 

“Opinions on dresses?”

“Impractical.” Her voice calls back from the other side of the warehouse, sounding annoyed at the very sound of the word. He barks out a laugh at her response. 

“Well, I’m the only one who’s gonna see it.” He hears a snort at his response and a “better not be ugly then” before it’s quiet again. Only the sound of their footsteps and rustling of things in the darkness. The sound of the door creaked but he chalked it up to the sounds of an old building. 

He could account for most things, even if he didn’t usually. He was impulsive and instinctive, doing things that felt right in the moment no matter what. Even if something didn’t go his way, he beat people until it did. No matter what. 

Too bad he couldn’t account for muffled screaming from the girl he lived next to. His head snapping to the noise before his legs caught up to his brain. Rushing over with his flashlight as he could see her get dragged back out the door to the warehouse. 

He felt fury run through him as he grit his teeth. Running up quickly to them as he swears he felt smoke leave his lips as his eyes settled on her. A knife pressed to her neck and the other hand covering her mouth. He sees some little asshole he had beat before to let off some steam, one of the three before he had gotten bit. 

The boy is laughing as Wolf looks enraged. Unable to hide the shake in his fists as a wicked sneer is pulled to his lips. Her eyes are pleading as she stares at him, something hidden in her eyes. The sun is shining on them still, out of the dark of the warehouse. 

“Did I not beat you good enough before?” His voice carries malice and venom as he spits to the boy in front of him. This boy opens his mouth and it’s all worthless. All he’s spewing is something about revenge and something about a one on one fight. It’s childish and rash. 

But that’s fine. 

He’s used to immaturity and childish fights. 

Familiarity is settled in his bones as he drops his bag on the ground. Right when he does, she’s let go. But not before she can land her elbow behind herself, getting the guy in the gut. The guy sputters as his knife is kicked to the side. She’s coughing and murmuring curses as she steps back into Wolf’s radius. 

His hands reach and tuck her into his side, roughly pointing her chin up to see if the piece of shit tried to do something. Said piece of shit is still grumbling and holding his stomach, glaring daggers in his direction. 

“Control your bitch.”

Oh? 

Oh. 

Now that sets him off. 

When he’s sure this piece of shit has nothing hidden, he lunges forward. Fists ablaze as he can feel the crunch of the guy’s jaw under his knuckles. He hasn’t let himself go in a while. Now seems like just the perfect time to let loose. 

“Let’s start from the top, okay?” He coos down to the boy wedged under him. The piece of shit looks pissed as he recoils to punch Wolf. And Wolf takes it. Smiling with a gleam in his eye as his head snaps back to the boy. 

It feels like an itch is being scratched that’s been ignored for a while. 

“It’s not your fucking turn.” Is all he says before he starts repeating one word. The bitch obviously doesn’t know how to fight, he doesn’t know why the little shit bothered but it doesn’t matter now. All he can think about is hitting face, face, face, face, before the guy passes out. 

But before he can, the boy heaves a long breath as he’s being pummeled. Before screaming with everything the little shit has in him. 

Wolf immediately covers his mouth but the damage is done and the three hear the sounds of branches crunching and faster and faster footsteps from all directions. Deciding for Wolf, the girl runs next to the guy biting down on his hand. Driving the pocket knife she got from Wolf in the dude’s throat and shutting him up forever. 

Next, he’s tripping over himself to grasp his backpack. Then he grabs her and makes the dash for their lives. Because even though he's immune, she sure as hell isn’t. And losing the girl isn’t an option for Wolf. And fighting out of this mess is the only answer he gives himself. 

Running into the direction they came across, the sun doesn’t seem to matter anymore. The hoard of zombies sounded like they got attracted to the area where the kid screamed. But she grabs his arm and they keep running for their lives. 

After what feels like forever, the two of them duck into a random house. Sliding down the wall as they catch their breaths. She starts smiling and laughing out of breath though. He signs himself away to the sound as he heaves his down breaths. 

“The fuck… is so… funny…?” 

Laughing some more as she rubs her palm against her forehead. Knees pulled to her chest, grinning as she looks back at him. 

“Why the… fuck did you keep saying face..? Oh god.. It was so funny…” 

He’s glad that got her smiling. He grabs her shoulder and pulls her to him, kissing in her hair before he sighs. Closing his eyes as he feels like he’s on top of the goddamn world. Sweaty, exhausted, and his knuckles are bleeding and bruised. 

She laughs as they sit there for a while longer before pulling herself to her feet. He follows suit and stands with her as they look at the empty house. Seems like it’s already been scavenged dry from. That’s alright, they made good on their run. 

Before he can think, there’s a fast one running up to him. One that’s been stuck in the house, transformed into something worse. Faster and more built than any of the normal zombies he’s come across. It rushes him and he shoves her out of the fucking way. Barking at her to shoot it but then more are attracted to the noise. 

Suddenly, it’s gone to shit and she fights off the other mutated ones in the house. His hands go up as he tries to reach for the machete on his back. She’s gasping his name in a way he doesn’t like. That she isn’t supposed to sound like. 

He feels teeth chomp down on his arm and he curses under his breath. It’s teeth gnawing at him like a piece of fried fucking chicken. It doesn’t bother him much until a scream, shrill and loud, rings out in the air. The mutated monster is stronger than normal but somehow falls at only a few punches from his free hand.

But when it falls, he can see it now. Wedged in its head is a pocket knife and his eyes are drawn up to her. Tears down her face as she’s holding her shoulder. The shirt she’s wearing oozes with her blood and she seems to have forgotten about the zombies that were surrounding her. She looks despondent that he’s bit and he doesn’t know why he didn’t just fucking tell her he was immune. 

Why didn’t he? 

But he doesn’t have time to comfort her. A zombie has its eyes honed on her and Wolf watches as its teeth dig into her neck. She falls to her knees and lets herself get bit by this monster. His gray eyes stare for a millisecond before he jumps to his feet, kicking the one she killed to the side. Dashing to her, he pulled his gun from its holster. He usually liked taking his time knowing he was immune but that doesn’t matter- 

None of it matters anymore. 

Why did she let herself get bit? 

Why would she do that? 

He shoots all of them more than necessary and empties his magazine as he heaves in heavy breaths. Heavier than when they were walking in the sun. Heavier than when they were running. She’s sobbing her heart out as she sits there on her knees, uselessly crying his name. Peeling over and whining for him because he got bit and he’s gonna fucking die and he’s stupid-

Something in him snaps. 

Bloody hands grip her face, squishing her cheeks together. Kneeled in front of her, pressing his forehead to hers. Forcing her to look at him. Panicked and furious eyes twitching as they meet her sorrowful ones.

Furious she’d give herself up so easily. 

Angry that she even thought of doing that. 

(Livid that he didn’t prevent it.)

“I’m fucking immune, you idiot!” 

He rips off the glove on his hand to reveal the bite mark that’s months old. Burned into his skin like a reminder. Her eyes rave over the bite, not processing anything before she laughs. It’s nails of a chalkboard for the first time he’s known her. Watery eyes turn back to him and it takes everything in him to not kill her out of frustration and grief. 

“So, you’re okay?” 

She sobs out while laughing as her own bloody hands wipe on his face. Relief fills her body but a fierce feeling fills his. She’s thanking god that he’s okay but he’s about to fucking fight the goddamn guy. Shoving her up, he drags her through the streets with his hands squeezing her wrist. It becomes nighttime in a blink of an eye and she’s just a sniveling mess behind him. 

Now, he’s here. 

She’s curled up on his bed. It hasn’t even been a day and her skin is turning a sickly pale color that he’s not used to. Used to vibrant skin that brushed against his hand and flushed on her cheekbones. 

Her breath is short as she sweats profusely, grasping at his sleeve whenever he gets up. Staring at her with dead eyes before he lies back down with her. His fingers brushed her cheek as she coughed, curling in on herself. 

He was mad at her. He was mad at the world. 

He was mad at himself. 

“Why the hell would you let yourself get bit?” Whispered roughly the night she got that stupid bite mark, curled under his blankets together. When there’s no reply, he turns his back to her. But then arms wrap around him from behind. Her soft voice in his ear as her arms snake around him. Less warm than usual. 

“Why would I want to keep going without you?” 

It makes him bite the inside of his cheek. He knows he could keep going without her, he wasn’t the type to kill himself. He was too stubborn. Too full of spite to die. 

But she didn’t see a future without him. 

It made him feel like shit. 

Most people turned within 2-3 days. Most people felt the worst on the second day. Most people freaked out and killed themselves before they turned. Most people… but apparently not her. 

Her death seemed to be coming sooner than he could accept. He was still too angry and needed to kill someone. So he kicked open a door to a random unit in the apartment and seeing it was bare, absolutely trashed it. When he felt like the sting from his knuckles covered for his heartache, he went back to his apartment. 

(Not sparing a glance to hers.) 

Turning the doorknob to his, he’s greeted with her standing figure. Smiling at him and if he blinked, he could see the color return to her face. But faded color is what he settles for as he stares in her eyes that haven’t lost their spark at least. 

“Hello, dear husband! Welcome home!” 

Out of her lips come across words he never thought he’d hear in his lifetime, even before rotten bodies roamed the streets. They’re barely adults, not even anything remotely resembling so. She must’ve gone through his bag he threw to the ground in anguish because she’s wearing that silly dress. 

It hugs her body tight and fits her perfectly. Resting nicely on her thighs and he remembers how much he wanted to see her in it. His enjoyment is tainted by the strain on her face as she pulls him into his own apartment like she owns it. 

Hands wrap close around her waist, holding her up as she laughs. Her hair tangled and messy from being curled in his bed for the past two days. She’s trying to continue her stupid roleplay as she kisses his neck. Unzipping his jacket and murmuring something about how glad she is that he’s back. 

He can’t even focus on it, too busy thinking about her impending doom. That she’s doing this because she won’t be alive to do it tomorrow. That her fingernails are turning black and he can see the shake in her legs as she struggles to even stand. 

Slowly, Wolf dips his head down and bites the inside of his cheek. He feels the blood fill his mouth but it’s not enough. Trashing that stupid apartment wasn’t enough and he doesn’t think smoking the rest of his stash will be enough. Her voice is sweet as honey and cooing up at him, beckoning him to look at her. 

Fingers remove his glasses and he feels the frames fall away from his face. Running fingers through his hair as she whispers sweet nothings to him, soft in his apartment. And in the privacy between her and him and the setting sun in his window, his hands shake as he holds her. 

A soft gasp resounds through the air as her knuckles touch his face. Wiping his cheeks clean of something that he refuses to acknowledge. Choosing to just stare at her shocked and concerned face. It almost makes him laugh that she looks like that. Looking so frightened for him.

When she’s the one who’s done for. 

“Stop looking so fucking happy.” 

Her hands cup his cheeks as he clings tight to his piece of heaven. A heaven that’s corrupting before his eyes. Falling from the sky. 

“Stop smiling like that.” 

Her nose brushes his jawline like a dog trying to comfort its owner. Thumbs uselessly wiping at his face, trying to comfort him in this moment of vulnerability.  

“Who said you could smile like that?” 

It’s not fair that she gets to smile and be carefree. Not when she’s doing this to him. Not when she’s shoving her demise down his throat like too hard liquor. Burning straight down his throat and bringing tears to his- 

Ah. 

Yeah. 

He’s crying. 

He kneels on the ground and he wants so badly to shove her away from him. To tell her to get the fuck away from him. That she should just fuck off and turn into a zombie by herself and not make him drown with her. 

But he’s gladly doing so anyway because she can’t stand by herself. She’s in between his thighs, hugging him tight. Removing the rest of his clothes forgotten as she sits in between his legs, her dress bending with her legs. Arms wrapped around his waist as he finally lets out a shuddering breath. 

Burying his face in her hair, he’s greedy for anything he can salvage from heaven. He feels like a maniacal God needing to burn everything in his wake for a mortal girl. His fingers dig into the fabric of her dress and the skin of her thigh. Squeezing his eyes shut as he muffles any sign of his emotions. 

And she takes all of him with open arms. No snark to her now. Only soft for the rough boy, handling him like fine china. Fingers run through his overgrown hair and she tries to pry his face away from her hair. Tries kissing tears away that don’t seem to lessen. 

“Don’t fucking stare at me like that.” 

He chokes out with a low rasp, his hand reaching to cup her face. His thumb on the bottom of her lip that started to turn a sickly blue color. A spew of curses leave his lips at her, angry and stuck in denial. Unable to accept any of this. 

When Wolf Keum wanted something, he made a way for him to get it. No matter how long it took or how impossible it seemed. He fought his way out every single time. 

But she willingly went against it. Put herself on the line because for her, she did not have that fight in her if he wasn’t there. 

It makes him bitter. 

Angry. 

And…

Soft. 

Unbelievably soft for her as she starts telling him her entire life story. Explaining every nook and cranny of her entire being to him. Naked to his eyes and vulnerable to his tender heart. 

His touch turns impossibly gentle as he cups her cheek. She’s started crying too, fucking hypocrite. She smiles in that stupidly kind way that makes him want to strangle her. Closing her eyes and kissing him softly. 

She tastes like fucking death. 

It’s disgusting and should make anyone else recoil at the taste of it on her tongue and lips. 

And he can’t get enough.

She oozes acceptance of her death and he tries to drink every single last drop of it. It poisons him though, venom on his tongue as he can’t do the same. Tilting her head back as he tries to understand every part of her he doesn’t now. Every part of her he’s never seen because they’ve only known each other for about a year. 

I’m sorry. 

Everything will be fine. 

Her lips seem to say as they kiss. But everything being fine isn’t his fucking problem, it’s the fact she won’t be there to see that everything’s fucking fine. But she has no more family, no more friends, she lost them all when she skipped town. So she doesn’t care about anyone but him. 

What a shitty life. 

Crying over a girl is humiliating, never being brought to tears like this before. But in the face of death in a world where he had no one else and no way to get his emotions out, it’s all he could do. Because she held no fight for her own survival and he carried all of it. 

A day later, she was bed bound and lied there as she gripped his hand. He knew everything about her at that point. From her favorite color to how her last friend was slaughtered in front of her. He tried to tell bits and pieces of himself but he was not used to such things. 

She just smiled and nodded at what he did decide to reveal. One of them being his real name and he lets her roll it off her tongue before something black crawls up her throat and she coughs it up onto his blankets. He does not flinch, he simply sits there and wipes her chin with his thumb. 

It’s not acceptance, not really. 

It’s carefully hidden grief that’s behind a persona of indifference. 

It’s still not acceptance when he slits her throat and stares down at her greyed skin. It’s not acceptance when he packs up his shit and leaves. 

It’s grief when he grabs the necklace she wore everyday and it’s grief when he covers her dead body with a blanket. 

Wolf Keum is not soft, tender, or gentle. 

Not at all.

But maybe, during one year of his life, he might’ve gotten close to that.

moved a/n to the end❤️

note: HAIIII srry this took kinda long and sorry if this is not what u wanted LOL. i had a lot of trouble thinking of a scenario for this bc im incapable of doing a normal drabble apparently. but !!! i had alot of fun and it was basically writing practice for this asshole. my friend gave me the idea for a zombie au so blame them. always be aware that ur requests will be processsed in the mind of me. which might b a joke or... wtv this is.... anyway hope u like it anyway!

[honeylief]

Hey, sharing my first one shot of Raph x Emmy! They're also on my A03 I recently got an account for! Feel free to leave any thoughts on them and my writing, thank you <33

For a Slice of Cake by Honey_Lief - Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018) https://archiveofourown.org/works/60323023 via @ao3org

For a Slice of Cake

The day had been long in the tooth and the two finally aligned in time together with a whole weekend to look forward to. Superhero movie marathon. Pantry full of snacks. Chinese takeout leftovers for dinnertime. Nighttime reading for lightweight and heavyweight divisions. It felt good to have an apartment space meant for couples only fun. Very vanilla. Very routine.

Nothing ever stayed truly routine with these two however.

"Raph, you know I can't handle it when you use the tickle jitsu! Get away from me!"

Emmy tried to make a break for the next room over, only to be yoinked off her feet by her bigger turtle partner. She had her favorite camisole on and sports shorts for maximum flexibility. They weren't much help in escaping her current situation.

Raph playfully pulled her into a one armed grip, his free arm ready to 'attack' her weak points. He had his usual fit on except the ninja wraps. Didn't need them for this slippery target. "How dare you inhale that cake slice like a savage, you miscreant."

Emmy struggled and squirmed like a cat. "Not my fault you're being extra soft and slow on my account. I love when you wait on me like a gentleman, but it makes for fun getting away with anything around you."

At that remark, Raph lifted Emmy over his shoulder in one quick swoop. No amount of hitting and kicking by her fazed him, he'd have a cut on his lip by now if she really wanted to hurt him. With girlfriend secured, he moved her and himself over to their massive couch. This was a heavy investment piece, with enough space and support made for mutant alligator snappers who could pass out anytime of the day.

Raph plopped her on his lap, arms secured around her torso for further grilling. "Well we're not going anywhere until I know for sure it’s all gone. What’re you gonna do about that?"

Emmy fluttered her eyes up at him. "Maybe I still got cake frosting on me if you're lucky. You got the better angle tho to check if I'm really clean."

Big red turtle man keened down on her, his exaggerated fake scowl slowly forming into a cheeky grin. "Raph's gonna mess you up for that talk."

Emmy shuddered as he started cuddling her up. Raph made good on his word and also started playfully poking her to get her giggling. Nothing and nowhere risque, he just really enjoyed her bubbly laughter. How she buried into his chest when she tried to muffle her occasional cackling outbursts. It did help that she gave him a whole cheat sheet, and as they did this more frequently, Emmy was constantly thinking up new strategies so he wasn't having too easy a time figuring her out.

Raph’s usual mode of 'friendly soft giant' was always nice, but she's head over heels for him when he’s a little less restrained in all that he does for her. He had of course voiced wanting to sometimes act on raw muscle, to which Emmy assured him in kind she's a tough cookie who can handle it and like it a little rough.

She can be affectionately rough like him right now.

Would this be an intrusive thought though? She had to know he'd feel it.

**CHOMP**

Raph's eyes flew open to see Emmy really sinking her teeth in on his snout. This feeling wasn't new, but damn she really had been full of little surprises since they started being together. And positively crazier now that they have their own crib.

She didn’t seem to pick up he'd caught onto her literally smitten on him.

"You're biting me?"

Emmy's eyes opened at his question. She regarded him in a state of confusion before the slow realization hit and she let him go slowly. "Haha, oops, when did that happen?"

Raph let her go entirely as he patted a hand over his snout. "You really bit me!"

Emmy put a hand to her mouth. "I didn't draw blood, did I?"

Raph didn’t feel broken skin or anything like it under his fingers. The initial tingle was already gone, but something about that sneak attack still seemed to stick.

"Don't think so. But mind telling me what that was about?"

Emmy averted her eyes as she fidgeted her mask tails. "I don't know. Maybe I read this as a thing turtle partners do with each other."

She continued to fidget as she flustered for the right words. "I thought since we do these clockwork couch cuddles, maybe you would like something with more teeth to it. I really wanna match how much you already give me every time. Adding more to that face value."

Raph's done his share of quick turtle courtship reading and his eyes lit up piecing it together. "Y'mean like the face tapping?"

"Uhm yeah, that." Emmy trailed off before half-heartedly laughing. "Sorry, is the biting… too weird for you?"

Raph seemed to ponder on it, and Emmy felt herself wilting on the spot. Was that stare he was giving her a good or a bad one?

"Now you got me thinking how I wanna try it on you."

Emmy stopped fidgeting. She had half expected this answer, but she hadn’t expected how straightforward he was about wanting to try. "Wait, really?"

Raph shrugged. "I mean, between the four of us knucklehead brothers, I lost count how many times we bit each other over anything. Dad had to carry a newspaper or swatter so we'd let go. Just never thought to try it on someone who ain't family, and not that way."

That way. Emmy's face rapidly turned red at the scenarios in her head, and Raph hastily amended extra assurance with shaking arm motions.

"If you're okay with it first of course!"

"Oh. Ohhhh," Emmy struggled on followup. "U-Um, Raph, know that I do trust you with my life, you have a winning smile 24/7, you're the best at kissing me head to toe. I would be lying tho if I wasn't a little nervous about bites from you. And uh…"

Raph didn’t look away as he intently hung to her every word. "I’m listening."

"I really am sorry I sprung that on you," Emmy blushed as she tucked in on herself. "I wanted to be grand about giving back as much as you give me. I still sometimes feel I'm all take and no give with you, even with all the tricks I pull. I can't swing you around the way you’re always doing it with me. I'm never enough in my head."

It was all Raph could do to hug her on the spot, but maybe Emmy needed to be held differently here. She was so so much more than her size, physical or other.

He reached for her hands. "You’re enough for me. Maybe it would be nice for Raph to be held or carried in bigger arms, sure." He proceeded to lean over so their heads touched. "But then I know I’d have to give up how we butt heads like this, the eyes and small hands that see/take care of little scratches on my back, a shell size just right for my head to rest on. I wouldn’t trade those away for anything."

He gave her hands a firm squeeze. "You being in Raph's life like this? All the biggest experience he could ever want. All you gotta know. You’ll always be enough, bonita."

His girlfriend snickered at the left field pet name. "You've secretly been word training!"

Raph smirked. "That’s what you get loving a ninja turtle who's stupid dedicated to any training."

Emmy visibly relaxed at his word play and found her smile again. "Yeah, okay. I’m down for it now. But can we start small?"

"Absolutely," Raph guided her hands so they cupped his face. "Wanna give me a dental once over first?"

Emmy giggled as she did a quick glance over of him, Raph’s head completely rested in her hands. She idly rubbed her thumbs on him as he slowly bared his teeth. He really did take immaculate care of his pearly whites since he was finally off the corrective braces. Emmy and him both were so glad he got to keep his signature snaggletooth look. Up close, it was hard to believe his set of intimidating chompers was capable of saying the sweetest things and mostly free of meanness.

"Looking and smelling like minty fresh breeze to me, big fella."

Raph shut his lid. He looked quite pleased with himself. "Thank you, I try."

Emmy squished his cheeks together. "I bet you a dollar you're more excited about this than I am."

His smile only got wider and toothier at her assumption. "How would you like to be treated, my queen?"

Raph’s eyes didn’t leave her, and he also didn’t move as Emmy had him wait. Her hands eventually pulled away from his loosened grip. She laid down on the sofa, with only her head propped up against an arm rest. Her thighs and arms folded towards herself. She looked back up at him before making both a face and a noise that can only be described as impish–and inviting.

"Come here and mess me up, 'good boy'."

At 'good boy', Raph felt electric. He silently shifted to loom over Emmy topside, right where he wanted her. She looked beyond cute at this angle under him.

"This is entirely your fault for being so dang sweet and saucy, by the way. Close your pretty eyes for Raph."

Emmy did just that, breathing in deep and sinking into the sofa as though she was in a bathtub. His breath felt warm, but also cooling from the lingering menthol. She could feel his scraggly chin dig into the crook of her neck as he sniffed her down. His usual musk of ‘happy’ took hold of her senses. It was a strong earthy smell every time he leaned in this close.

With this new angle to his maw, Emmy could take in the hesitant, cool tongue licks against her skin. She could feel the edge of his snaggletooth glide over her face, a mix of delicate strokes and gentle pressure. It never ceased to amaze her how much deliberate self control he had, his size never a hindrance to his movements. In and out with precision. Ebb and flow that kept her guessing. Completely valid application of master ninja techniques.

Emmy wasn't completely lost at the moment though. She opened one eye to see how much he was enjoying this. Raph once again made off with an idea she got them both into and doing all the work. His scent made it hard to think straight.

"Nnngh, Raphael."

Raph gradually intensified the earlier motions. Hungry. Famished. Emmy quietly grasping for his proper name only goaded him on to keep on giving. Make sure every inch of her face was lovingly caressed the best way his chops could appreciate. She was her own tier of plush softness unlike anything else. Silky smooth cheeks, a ticklish chin, familiar lips that tasted so jazzy fresh without fail.

Maybe he'll save that for last? It was too much fun riling Emmy up now.

Emmy was stiff as a board while Raph nuzzled and nipped. Every time she tried to bite her lower lip, she could feel Raph tug back at it, stopping short of kissing her outright. The nerve. His licks were brief, but eager like a puppy's. And that tongue, he did not disappoint flexing it physically as much as he did with words only meant for her ears. Oh gods. Emmy won't hear the end of it if Raph starts calling her his squeaky toy after this play biting experiment was over.

She wanted so badly to give back as he was giving now. Her hands wanted to cradle his head again. Or arms to loop around his neck. She had to give back now. Reach out. But she was stopped in her tracks when she felt one wrist restrained. Raph also paused his ministrations.

Emmy dared a peek to see her turtle man so focused on her. He looked very determined. She felt her cheeks heating up at his stupidly steely gaze.

"Safe word?"

"No, but–"

"Then let Raph finish."

"Raphael–"

His mouth fell on hers to shut her up and immediately Emmy saw stars with the sudden tongue-to-tongue contact. Both of them sunk completely into the couch. Both her hands were also now pinned under Raph's. Their fingers intertwined in short order. She could really take in the minty mouthwash he was on when he's in this deep. He pressed forward and maintained his pace, his bigger tongue doing all the swirling and savoring movements. Her whole body trembled from all the sensations, and it took a bit of time to compose the big thoughts.

He was her everything right here and now. Or she was everything to him? It made her heart race and belly flutter in butterflies at both thoughts.

If he wasn't gonna let her touch, she's gonna make this kiss something he won't soon forget in other ways. She had to. But how to without her hands?

Raph eventually pulled away without warning and it sent Emmy reeling on the exit. His mouth didn’t really leave her for long however, as she soon realized.

He went back in with renewed determination, alternating between the teeth grazing, small kisses and nibbles all over her pretty face. Her exposed neck and shoulders were lovingly attended to in the same manner. He felt Emmy go a little limp at his hurried onslaught. She'd completely given up on form, reduced to making small tickled noises or slurred, churring words on how good he was doing. How he was too good to her. How he was always, always a good boy.

One last affectionate nibble to her cute snoot, and Raph returned Em's earlier gesture in full. And a parting gift of a smooch on the same spot for good measure. He let her wrists go, slowly withdrew back to give her breathing space and looked down on her.

She looked like a deer in headlights, blinking dazed and mouth a little hung open.

Despite his work and all the positive affirmation earlier, he needed to hear her feedback loud and clear. "So, how'd I do?"

Emmy was still dazzled in place taking in the last five minutes of everything. "I am never taking your smiles for me for granted ever again."

Raph beamed, even as Emmy got her senses back, crossed her arms and gave him a puffed up pout. "But you didn’t let me bite back either, you monster."

"Cake theft."

Emmy had completely forgotten about her earlier transgression. "Okay, fair."

Raph eventually helped her up so they were both sitting facing each other. "Were you scared at all through it?"

Emmy replayed the moments in her head. "A little, but some fear made it fun. You wanna go back for seconds and take a bigger bite of me right now?"

Raph's face immediately scrunched funny. Conflicted, nervous and redder all at once. "I–"

"Just teasing!" Emmy cheekily stuck her tongue out and pressed a finger to his lips. "We'll train up to that level like always. I promise neither of us are gonna hurt bad with practice. And I know you’re all about serious training, my king."

Raph’s earlier doubts instantly vanished at her assured words. Emmy quickly scooted up and planted a kiss to his cheek. "To my amazing and wonderfully talented boyfriend. I’ll be better about the intimate warnings." He churred at her show of affection. "Mmm. Sounds good to me."

It felt bizarre to be grounded again after what just happened. It took a bit, sorting out all the thoughts, but Raph finally remembered what started it all.

"Thank you for being you, Em. Forget the bet, but I really am hungry for sweets."

[iwasforcedtomakethisbytum]

I love that agere content got popular in the wttt fandom. I don't know how but it's amazing, so i made up some headcanons for the main six, i don't see them all regressing but i decided to force myself to have all the headcanons be about regressing

Florida i feel is at the youngest 7 he is a bit more giggly he is obsessed with water and will run off to swim in a nearby lake, that's one reason he doesn't tell people about his regression the other is so he can watch adult shows and stuff without others trying to stop him (i feel California would try if he knew) he does have chew toys and non chew toys (like that'll stop the chomp) but he doesn't specifically use them in or out of regression

Gov is pretty quiet when regressing, he obviously doesn't wear a suit because why would he? I don't know how old he'd be but I'm feeling anything below like 8 would work he has a chew toy and a pacifier that he barely uses unless he was really young, he has a good few plushies he's collected over the years that when he's regressed he usually just stares at, he might move them a bit but he really just imagines them doing cool stuff, i feel the states tried getting him to physically play with them but have stopped because he is genuinely having fun and gov also hit them because they took his toys

Louisiana is somewhere in the teenager range, so he can hide his regression pretty well, if he even knows he's doing it, i feel he sneaks out just to walk around the place looking for fun even though he doesn't have to sneak out nobody would question if he left without telling anyone, he does not have toys for his regression specifically, i feel he would wear more clothes he would wear around when he was a teen, he'd also have a shorter temper imo

New York i could see around 4-8 he doesn't dress too differently he already wears pretty comfy clothes it looks like, i feel he has a couple plushies, and a pacifier he'll use i don't feel he regresses a lot and he doesn't really care for toys as an adult so he doesn't have many. I've seen a headcanon say he likes to color not related to regression but now I'm making it related, he has a good few colouring and activity books he enjoys both regressed or not, depending on his age he'll watch some nice kids shows in bed maybe with his toys, he probably hits them against each other

California is around 5-10 when he regresses, no matter his age he usually likes having his pacifier, occasionally he'll take a chew toy especially if he were to go out in public and try to hide his regression, we all see him if anyone to have a good amount of plushies, and he pretty much only watches kids shows when regressed, i see him more into cuddling plushies than playing with them. He can have a bit less self control and he'll be a little selfish during his regression, nothing insane tho. Sometimes i feel he could get really upset before or during his regression and have to be calmed down by another state

Texas is one of the younger regressors, i feel around 2-3 he usually isn't trying to regress so obviously he's usually a little upset when it does happen, he is nearly unable to talk and does have communication cards because of it, he has made himself a couple of plushies because he'd rather die than buy himself a plushie at a store like so embarrassing! He has a pacifier he hates the pacifier, he sometimes uses a chew toy but he doesn't often he doesn't even own it because of his regression it's because he uses it to not grind his teeth in his sleep. He hides under furniture a good lot, or just in compact areas. He gets really upset if you touch anything of his, you are not guaranteed safety if you do, if he wants you to touch his stuff, he'll basically force you to take it.

Stay tuned and maybe I'll do all of them as caregivers, no promises on that though

[mdverse]

md's fun silly little top 10(ish) arts of 2024!*

*pretend once again that there's a fun cute doodled banner here (i forgor about it again)

been dealing with major creative burnout for like. half of this year lmao so i have not been drawing anywhere near as much as i wish i had but! perhaps that is all the more reason to look back at the hits i managed so it's time for a top 10 15 best (.... or faves.... this is subjective and i may be biased....) drawings of the year!

15: self-portrait if we're being really honest and vulnerable tonight i actually. don't really like how this drawing looks anymore. it's here purely for sentimental reasons

14: heatstroke!britt... uhhh. yknow. she just. yeah

13: tbosas!sebklaine? i don't actually love the final result tbh but. it's fine i think? bella likes it so that's the most important thing

12: primary colours furtana <3 i'm so biased towards them that i almost ranked this wayyyy higher ngl (it's at like. #8 to me personally)

11: collette jones the loml <3333 non-glee art on this blog??? isn't that wild lol (she momentarily broke me out of art block and also i am deeply in love with her so. that's why she's here)

10: elphie!santana :) i am actively chomping at the bit to make more glozverse art u have no idea it'll be so fun if that actually happens

9: good game <33 i'm actually such a slut for a vibe piece did u guys know that? putting one song on loop and then going wild with the lighting >>>>>

8: mermay brittana! arguably this should be much higher bc those wide water shots came out surprisingly good considering i haven't really drawn water in a hot minute but. i'm bad at ranking my own art lol

7: uht in suits!!! i mean. i think this is self-explanatory. u guys get it (i've seen all ur tags)

6: mistletoe kiss <3 the agony of leaving this out of the top 5... maybe it's just recency bias but i think it's sooo pretty i've missed drawing them

5: furtana my trio of all time <3 this one gets a top 5 placement for being a banger despite also being a big style experiment. i would die for those kids

4: after a long day... so. this one inexplicably became a hit post. and like i kinda get bc it's cute and whatever but also?? how did that happen lmao of all the posts to blow up i was Not expecting it to be a vb au thing (i am v grateful that it did tho. they deserve it <3) (at least one more vb au comic will appear eventually)

3: go for it, santana!! thank god i redid it bc the original wip really wasn't giving lol but. it ended up looking so good. put my whole mdussy into that

2: vb au brittana (wedding edition) ougfjghjf i'm actually still insane over this one.... vb au wedding save me fr... alexa blast lovelight by abba on loop pls and thanku

1: vb au brittana (but the pride month edition) <333 can we just. can we take a moment. not to suddenly gas myself up bc obviously this isn't a flawless drawing but like.... the background and all the little details and the poses?? all the lil easter eggs i snuck in there for fun? this is like. objectively my best drawing of the year. i love them so so much

[toxifoxx]

ok serious thoughts on the fnaf movie this time. they're a little scattered but i did just see it so i gotta think on it some more before i give like an actually structured review. but immediate thoughts post-viewing:

i had fun with the movie! i thought it was enjoyable. was hoping for at LEAST a little more blood (i really wanted to see william fucking explode into blood for one) but i knew there wasn't gonna be much since its pg13. it wasn't scary like in the slightest except for 1 jumpscare that almost kind of got me but i wish they set up the atmosphere a little bit more.

MAJOR GRIPE. i hate that vanessa is related to william. please stop retconning the afton family scott pretty please. give that man his dead children back. i seriously seriously love the "man goes fucked up sicko mode because of his grief" trope but alas.

i think that the pacing is NOTTTT very good at all. william needed more screen time 100% and there wasn't that great of a build up to the climax. maybe its more impactful to people who didn't already know that steve is william, but i'd wager that they're probably like HUH WHUH??? at that reveal because its not really. set up that much. and yes im biased because i fucking love william ok.

i think matthew lillard did a great job, BUT... we barely got to see him at all! and, especially with the "i always come back line..." i cringed a little bit man. like what are you coming back from? you haven't died yet man. there's nothing to come back from yet tf are you yappin about. it felt like it was really shoved in there honestly. we DESPERATELY needed to see more of him! in fact, most of the characters needed more set up! like ok... mike lost his brother? why should i care. mike is gonna lose his sister? why should i care tho?? these kids died but they dont really seem like they care too much about being dead either so whats the big deal.

AND WHY DIDN'T THE KIDS HAVE BEEF WITH WILLIAM/THE YELLOW RABBIT. THEY CLEARLY WERE SHOWN TO KNOW HE KILLED THEM, BUT THEY DON'T TURN ON HIM UNTIL ABBY PUTS UP HER SHITTY LIL DRAWING? FOR REAL????? WHY? + THEY DONT EVEN GET NAMED AT ALL. THE MOVIE CARES SO LITTLE ABOUT THE KIDS AND YET THEY DONT EVEN ALLOCATE THAT TIME TO AFTON EITHER. THEY FUMBLED BOTH SIDES!

also a lot of stuff just kind of isn't resolved? like the mike vs his aunt thing. is his aunt dead or...? + what was the fucking freddy saw trap thing that doesn't get explained at all. did the police not see that or does william just lug that thing in and out of the building constantly. what's it even for.

im also curious about some things. whats up with that kid who had a midnight motorist shirt. whats up with the other random springlock animatronic that is never named nor do we get a full look at. Where's Henry. are we just straight up ditching henry this time around?

i came into this knowing it wouldn't be lore accurate nor gory because of the rating but ugh. Ughhhh. can we please settle on one fnaf timeline to be canon its been almost 10 years we don't needa be playing like this anymore bro. i want to see the afton family for REAL show me cc getting his fuckin head chomped off or elizabeth getting snatched. give us literally any of the original missing children give us cassidy or something. like even in the silver eyes at least we got henry ffs! it just makes me a little sad knowing that one of the rejected scripts WAS accurate to the game lore.

shout out to my homie @yellowbutterbear for seeing the movie with me and discussing this stuff with me 🔥

6/10 not enough william afton moaning and whimpering AMEN!!!

[pwnyta]

Sketchiest doodles-

While I was away I was mostly playing Pokemon and I raised a TANK of a Slowbro (That I named Roze after my Slowpoke character) and thats all good and well but in Refresh.... if Slowbro is sleeping the Shelldar evo will chomp down super hard on his tail... its a little upsetting. Not to mention how long it took to get the right Slowpoke I needed in the first place. Now I have to sit and watch him get bullied?

Anyways. Im giving Doc a shitty Cloyster boyfriend because of it.

Rivers might be an animal but he doesnt bully Slowpoke.

Speaking of just adding things that dont really matter I also took hours trying to find an Infiltrator Zubat so I could breed it with a Braviary so my Crobat could have Brave Bird... so I also came up with a backstory for my Crobat character Sundown.

But honestly it took me so long to find an Infiltrator Zubat... I ran into 4 shiny Zubats... one of which I was so mad at I killed cuz it was male but that was the run where I did get my Infiltrator so... Sacrifices needed to be made I guess. Then it took me forever to get a Jolly Zubat with Infiltrator with Brave Bird... It was a whole ordeal... I took it out on Maffeo.

I also thought I could breed my Infiltrator Noivern with a female Zubat because the breed would be Zubat and I thought maybe the ability could pass down but after getting 1 egg I was like ‘theres no way because then Starters could get their abilities easily ya?‘ and stopped... but the Zubat egg I hatched was a shiny so I also gave my Noivern character a daughter whos a shiny Zubat.

Maffeos ‘dad‘ was quite mean to him... (Maffeos mom is actually a Mandibuzz so obviously Maffeo is a little sus)

After Maffeo ran away from home when he was little he didnt learn to fly until he met two friendly Charizard. Their wings are similar so they fly similarly... unlike with bird wings.

Some more misc doodles under the cut!

Shellder as a species is evil in my mind now.

These two are not really married tho.

Teleporters looking after their own. Put the sleepy Abra to bed before she ends up in another region.

Protect the socially clueless creator.

Plus Plus

The nerds go out for a drink.

Sometimes I forget Penguins are birds... you can tell by the fact I never give Empoleon feather ears...

Just a couple of fellas.

Seviper v Zangoose

Theyre not allowed to fight.

Mittens~

Aurum is tall but Drakaina is taller.

Taking a break.

Anthos tries to be smooth.

The music gang going out for the night. (Pointe is going yellow for the night so she have some more fun.)

Rivers commits war crimes to one up the Psi Division. (Rivers nickname for Decibel is ‘Bello’ because of his code name, because hes pretty, and because hes a loud boy. Decibel loves it as the one person in the world who knows what kind of person Rivers is and still finds him kind of charming. He’s a thrill seeker.)

[froggy-seok]

which LiT ships are most likely to elope in vegas: a thread i definitely did not accidentally delete from my drafts last night.

aka: what happens in vegas stays in vegas until jjolee tells you to post the thread

(imported from twitter, originally posted October 26, 2022)

ships that i think are most likely to elope in vegas with an elvis impersonator officiating the wedding: dsoo (dongho x minsoo), hyuntae (hyunjin (ven) x taeseok), and youngseok (youngjoon x minseok)

dsoo: it's predebut, they're being stupid in vegas to celebrate the fact that they finally got the news that they're going to debut EVENTUALLY, so they get married wearing matching hawaiian button ups. dongho 100% still has the emo bangs when this happens.

hyuntae: idk man. they've got the vibes. if sa1nt went on a US tour and stopped in vegas for some reason, these two are absolutely getting married and minsung is the flower girl.

youngseok: ok i'm definitely biased bc i'm currently writing a fic focused on these two but like. i don't even KNOW how to explain it. i can just very clearly picture dae finding it hilarious that his 2 best friends outside of mayhem got married. with an elvis impersonator.

they'd do it for a bet: mindae (minsoo x daehyun), junjae (jun x jaewon) (lost a bet to nari), any pairing of marshmello, kyungyoung (kyunghun x youngjoon)

mindae: do i really need to say more. anyone even jokingly bets money that they won't get vegas married and they are chomping at the bit to prove that person wrong. absolute menaces (i say this affectionately. they probably give manager choi a headache but i love them)

junjae: jun made a bet with nari and lost. the rest is history.

marshmello: girls' night out gone marriage. i literally cannot decide who would be more likely to get married on a bet?? i feel like they're sort of an unstoppable force when they're together and having a good time.

kyungyoung: they are the same age. probably besties. hyuntae 100% used to torment them about being a couple or some shit. minsung bet them 1k that they wouldn't get married and send photos to hyuntae. kyunghun is not a coward so they got vegas married.

vegas married but only bc they are ELOPING (aka i kinda sorta ship these ones. a lot): daejae (daehyun x jaewon), dongsung (dongho x minsung) (I HAD TO IM SORRY), hyuntae again (hyunjin x taeseok)

daejae: listen if they're dating they are IN LOVE. POWER COUPLE OF THE YEAR. DO NOT SEPARATE. so yeah they'd elope in vegas.

dongsung: they'd be the couple that's secretly been together for a decade or some shit they're emotionally married already they probably have rings ready to go and they have no where else to get married.

hyuntae: either they are the best of friends or they're dating idk how else they would've lasted in sa1nt for so long otherwise. they kinda seem like little gremlins but like. there's something going on between them. let them get gay eloped for funsies.

ok i posted this early on accident. whoops. meant to schedule that for later. uhm :D it's 1:35 im going to bed now :D!!!! i'll add the next section later!!

ok time for more Vegas weddings. next ship catagory.

only if they're drunk: dsoo. yeah. (dongho x minsoo), any pairing out of dae, minseok, and minyoung

dsoo is pretty self explanatory. they're besties but not enough to get Vegas married just on a whim. they are drunk if it happens.

i think the trio is also pretty self explanatory? they're friends again but like. not enough to get married for fun. daeseok would be the flower boys at minyoung's wedding tho

they're best friends your honor: jahra (jaewon x ahra), hyuntae (hyunjin x taeseok), youngdae (youngjoon x daehyun)

jahra: listen. they're besties. they'd do it for fun and bc their moms would think it's cute

hyuntae: . this is the third time I'm mentioning them i think they're just cannonically married at this point

youngdae: HAVE YOU SEEN YOUNGJOONS PIN BOARD THEY ARE BESTIES MAYBE EVEN MORE. THEY'D GET MARRIED.

ok if there are any other ships you want me to give my ranking please let me know!!! i can't really think of any others but i am also very tired (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

[i-luvsang]

wayv reaction to bella biting their crush

request: anonnie requested “wayv reaction where they take you to the dorm for the first time (you like each other but don't date yet) and bella (their dog) doesn't like you and bites you hard genre: crack, fluff, maybe angst?? lol summary: y’all already know lmao warnings: mentions of blood, dogs biting people a/n: thank you for requesting! i hope i did okay, i don’t know all of the wayv members as well as dream. enjoy! also i believe that this is my 300th post! wow that’s a lot lol <3333

➳ kun

is absolutely mortified

he was a little anxious about bringing you to the dorms for the first time

like who wouldn’t when luhenyang are there (it’s a joke don’t hurt me XD)

but man that wasn’t what he expected

you try to pet bella because why would you not she’s so cute

and she’s kinda just like *chomp*

and kun is just 😳

scolds bella and gets really worried about you and doting on you

the mom in him comes out *no surprise there of course*

but yeah just takes very good care of you

doesn’t stop apologizing

tries to hide how embarrassed he is

➳ ten

is kinda just like shrfkjsdfkfksnskjdhshfsjd oOPS

again, was not expecting that

was quite surprised and can’t figure why bella doesn’t like you

cuz like you’re so lovable how could she not just adore you

feels so bad

was initially really excited to bring you to the dorm

but now he’s like

with all the chaos that ensues here and tHAT no thank you sir

he just wanted to have a nice time

but now he has a naughty dog and a bleeding crush on his hands

obviously is very sweet to you

also doesn’t stop apologizing

is very visibly flustered but he actually gets over it fairly quickly and is able to have a really great time with you

➳ winwin

OwO

is very sad that bella doesn’t like you

and is terrified that you now hate him because she bit you

very flustered

again, he just can’t stop apologizing

babe doesn’t really know what he’s supposed to do but tries hard to take care of you

gets you a band-aid and makes sure that bella is never in the same room as you two

really hopes that you still have a good time

swears to never bring you to the dorm again

but you keep coming back anyways because at least the cats like you

and you love the cats

feels so bad every time you try to make bella like you T^T

➳ lucas

was really hoping to have a fun time with you

his life flashes before his eyes when she bites you

O-O

stands in shock for a seconds, his eyes flicking between the growling bella and the bleeding you

jumps into action quickly tho, putting bella in another room and grabbing a band-aid for your hand

is very disappointed in bella as one of her dads

(not really disappointed just sad because he really loves bella and has told you so many times about how much you’d love bella too)

remembers all the times that he told you that bella would absolutely adore you

and now he’s contemplating all of this life choices that led up to this

➳ xiaojun

we all know that xiaojun is bella’s mom

and he loves you both so much and was so excited for the two of you to meet

was already nervous to bring you to the dorm

but was really looking forward to having a good time with you

and man this was not what he was expecting to go wrong

like bella is usually so sweet and kinda just sleeps and eats

she’s a very tolerant dog like she lives with those seven men

bUT FOR SOME REASON SHE DOESN’T LIKE YOU AND NOW XIAOJUN IS SAD

he keeps apologizing

keeps wondering where it all went wrong

tries very hard to make sure the rest of the day goes well though

➳ hendery

screams in normal hendery fashion

gets a band-aid for you first

but then he makes a huge show of scolding bella in front of everyone

screams about how xiaojun and lucas raised her wrong

like how could bella not adore you i mean you’re so incredible

doesn’t realize that he kinda just starts ranting about how much he likes you

like your face is so hot that you don’t even remember why hendery was yelling about this in the first place

suddenly he realizes that he was kinda just shouting about his crush on you without actually saying it

stops talking mid-sentence

0.0

at least he distracted you from your new bite wound :]

➳ yangyang

i see this going two ways

either he freaks out

like he has no idea what to do and he just gets so flustered

he’s just all over the place

like ‘nO BELLA DON’T DO THAT” *tries get bella out*

remembers that you’re still there and (gently) drops bella halfway there and is like “wAIT oMG ARE YOU OKAY IM SO SORRY”

oR

he’s just the embodiment of smh

just

the disappointment on his face is almost (definitely) comical

is kinda like ‘wELp i expected the worst anyways, i guess i should deal with this” :|

[jujutsubabe]

Being friends with Megumi💜💜

A/n: here’s everyone’s other fav boy 😌💖

This man is THE!!! Most loyal person to ever exist 😌

If u were to leave the country for a year and come back, this man would still welcome u with open arms for the best friend position (only if u would do the same of course)

He will defend ur name so quickly, you won’t even b in the same room as him and he will compliment a good trait about you!! (We see this with how he is with Itadori))

FaceTime ✨✨

I imagine you showing off your dorm and all your cool decorations late at night, “Okay so I actually thrifted this frame for like ten bucks...”

And this guy would scroll through his phone while throwing out occasional “mhm’s” as you talked.

It doesn’t seem like he’s interested, but he is! He finds your voice relaxing and falls asleep to it sometimes.

You do the same, he will talk about a class subject and try to explain it, but the combination of a school lesson and his soothing voice just lulls you to sleep.

Lots of times you guys fall asleep on the phone together, you’ll wake up to the soft voice of Megumi telling you to Wake up.

It’ll take a few of those before he hears you grumble awake, “Hello...Did we fall asleep on the call...?”

He nodded, “I forgot you were on the line until now.”

(When he doesn’t care you’ll just wake up to the sound of the FaceTime call ending 😐)

Cooking🥘🥘

He def loves cooking, especially with other people who can cook really well.

Like listen if he can have a full day of uninterrupted cooking with either you or Itadori?? His inner chef is pleased.

(He hates having you two cook together tho cause then it just gets noisy and messy and he cannot retain any information😐)

You and Itadori will be throwing sauces at each other and laughing/being immature while Fushiguro is just 😐 haha food fight😐 very cool😐😐😐

(He disappears whenever you two are in the kitchen at the same time)

He likes learning new things though, like if you tell him a new tip on how to spice his food? He kinda gets a little excited... like you may see him lightly smile as he stirs a pot full of new flavors.

He also enjoys the quality time to unwind and relax with you. Silent working with occasional conversation about the food makes him feel warm and comfy inside.

He likes it when you taste test his food and give a good reaction, makes him feel very confident in his cooking abilities😌

Sitting at the table and eating food with you is fun, the two of you chomp away with him occasionally peeking to see your happy facial expressions.

You continue to compliment him on the food as he brushes them off, but inside he’s loving your praise.

(Make him lunch and he will melt! This guy is so into acts of service, so if you surprise him with a well decorated bento box he will be very proud to call you his friend 😌)

I’m sure he would make them for you too! He would put so much time and care into them😭(if he makes some for Itadori and Nobora he will have you deliver it to them so he doesn’t get teased for it)

Sleepovers💤💤

- Uhm so like🤔 I feel as though once again team Tokyo would want to watch a movie and chill

But after a while Megumi would be over social interaction and just wants to hang out with you.

So as the movie comes to an end he would tap your shoulder when no one is looking and gesture toward his dorm.

Cue you almost making an excited noise but he hushes you

The two of you sneak out that room so fast, Nobora and Itadori don’t even notice your disappearance.

“Hey what did you say you wanted for a snack...?” Nobora would turn around to see you gone. Along with Megumi. “Those jerks...”

Megumi likes your company, you don’t even have to talk he just enjoys you. When you talk it’s a win cause you guys always have fun conversations.

And when you don’t it’s not awkward, you guys do other things in each other’s company.

Sometimes Megumi and you sit side by side on his bed as he talks about his day while you nod along and ask questions.

“It was only a third grade but I was surprised there would be one at a pet store...”

You nodded, sleepily trying to follow along as he spoke. “Maybe...negative feelings from the fish...”

He hummed, continuing to talk in short sentences until he felt a thump on his shoulder.

He flipped his head to your drooped face, and before he could help it he was already smiling down at you.

He liked how calm you looked as you slept, it let him relax even more around you. (It’s a little hard for him to be vulnerable around everyone still, so baby steps)

You can count on him to not move an inch the whole time you’re laying on him cause he will not be the cause of waking you!!!

He’ll kinda fall asleep with his head fallen forward to avoid waking you

Scary times😰😰

On days the mission went pretty badly, everyone got hurt, and something depressing happened?

You can count on everyone holding back their tears until they get privacy😀!

Eventually you guys get to the dorms, about to seperate but you’re on the verge of tears and really need to hold something.

Before he can walk any further you hold his pinky back. He turns to you and analyzes the situation.

Once he sees you seconds away from bursting, he slides his hand into yours and gives it a squeeze. A “we’ll be okay’ squeeze.

You nod, wiping away any stray tears, too choked up to talk. He wasn’t the best at expressing himself with words, but little actions like these helped him out. It was like you were his little “words to actions” translator.

You looked down as you started to cry a little more, from a mixture of gratefulness you had him there and the release of your emotions.

And in a once in a life time event, Megumi willingly!!! Wraps his arms around you, for a hug you can hide your crying face in.

You stuff your face into his chest, making him stumble a bit before relaxing his head onto yours.

And the two of you stayed like that for a little while

[kaaytea]

Your fav daiya boys with a reader who has freckles YEAHHH

S/o with freckles

⤷ Includes: Kuramochi, Sawamura, Haruichi, Raichi

A/n: awww this is really soft 🥺 people with freckles are sO beautiful!! I hope you enjoy lovely ♥️

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Kuramochi

Oh my god literally has heart eyes whenever he sees you

Mochi can see art and beauty in anything so obviously he's going to have a soft spot for your unique features

He's the kind of guy that will blow raspberries onto your cheeks just to get you to giggle

He'll do this if you're feeling insecure or if someone made fun of your freckles. He does it for his own enjoyment, but it's also a go-to method to make you smile

He also will just bite your cheeks randomly??

Like you could just be chilling and suddenly he's behind you and just chOmP!!

This also applies if you happen to have freckles on your shoulders :)

Sawamura

I've always pictured Eijun with freckles so he's always saying you guys match!!

He's always, and I mean always, cupping your face to squish your cheeks together

Baby just thinks you're so beautiful and special

He's literally the sappiest person ever so he's always relating your freckles to the stars

Would probably call you his little galaxy. Maybe even Starboy/girl

Ok ok I've mentioned before that he's a cuddle bug but he absolutely LOVES to map out your freckles while cuddling!

He's always looking for patterns and generally just trying to remember where each and every mark on your face is

Haruichi

Haru is such an angel

He's also a big fan of cupping your cheeks

But instead he's far more gentle and tender about the action

Rather than squishing your face together he just strokes the apples of your cheeks with his thumbs

He gets himself flustered by doing that tho so he's always some shade of pink

If you've got freckles on your nose/the bridge of your nose he always presses lil kisses there

Sweet boy just cherishes you so much

If people tease you about your freckles he ALWAYS defends you!

There will be no appearance slander in this boys presence

Raichi

An actual puppy

He's very curious about your freckles

But he's also a shy baby so he's kind of nervous to ask questions

He usually pokes your face to get your attention

Raichi has always just wanted to run his fingers over you face and trace your freckles but he's honestly so self-conscious about how callused his hands are

The second you assure him you don't mind he's got the brightest grin 🥺

Very very very gentle with you! I'm talking feather light touches

Eskimo kisses? YES!!

Just nuzzling his nose against your face or neck?? ALSO A YES!!!

[coweggomelet]

i apparently enjoy putting down my thoughts on the off chance someone will read it and enjoy it so here’s rwby rewatch vol 3. i’m ready to be sad!!

(note: it’s long i’m sorry, i have many thoughts and i tried to narrow it down but oh boy do i think im funny)

- the SOUND DESIGN. AGAIN

- ruby you’re so precious. so sweet. so eager. so earnest. c’mere and i’ll protect you from all the bad shit that happens to you later

- hi cardboard cutout tai

- i keep getting an ad for a rooster teeth show called camp betrayal and the way this man says “hoo hoo hoo” will haunt me for the rest of time

- oh shit the fact that it’s called amity has such insane implications for what it’s used for later. jesus.

- “bffs!” “No.” “…/yessss/” love them

- yeet the yang

- god ruby’s admiration of emerald is so sad in retrospect like… oh boy ruby you’re in for it

- PYRRHAAAAA I LOVE YOU DONT LEAVE ME

- “even if you know how a story ends, that doesn’t make it any less fun to watch” wow cinder are you psychic

- ummmm they’re having a talk can you please respect their privacy

- thor whomst??? i only know nora valkyrie

- BROODY MAN

- hiiiii gavin

- so much mid battle banter. in the middle of a big important fight they just have to make jokes and argue. i love teenagers

- SILENCE YOU BOOB

- awww winter you’re a disaster and you’re horribly emotionally repressed because of your bitch ass dad but jesus christ you care about your little sister and you wanna know she’s doing okay and i’m emotional about it

- PENNYYYYY my love just keep being you

- jeez i forgot how early on ironwood was talking his shit about being “someone who will act”, the “only person” who will do what needs to be done, as if his course of action is what needs to be done

- every single person who underestimates emerald and mercury gets so fucked up. like so many people look at these youngerish teenagers with some funny one liners and banter and go “oh they seem capable and they’re confident and funny so i like em but i can take em” and then absolutely get the shit kicked out of them. and i think that’s why they’ve been so successful, cause nobody takes them seriously enough to consider them a threat.

- see this is why i love rwby. coco just turned her handbag into a gatling gun and cut down a field of grass with it

- god the way they hint at emerald’s semblance before fully showing what it is. *chef’s kiss*

- winter marry me

- we love an uncle who absolutely destroys his nieces at video games

- “they do and they’re called silver!” ruby i love you

- top heavy. heheh

- this dude’s weapon is a trumpet!! she’s got glowing nunchucks!! i love this show!!

- this battle music is AMAZING what the FUCK they’re fighting to JAZZ

- cinder if you keep having vague ominous dialogue people are gonna get the wrong idea

- oh yeah great idea asking a child to take on immense power which sends her into a stressed out panicky spiral and alienates her from the people she finally feels legitimately connected to and for once didn’t feel alienated from

- oh fuck. oh fuck the finals. oh god. oh no.

- she’s so happy. she’s so ready to have a good fight. i’m gonna cry

- FUCK

- and with one moment, the entire show flipped on its head

- god when i watched that the first time i fuckin freaked. i was not prepared man. i was warned. but i was not prepared for this much of a fucking tone change man. that quickly. like tone changes (in my experience) normally happen gradually, but this one happened in, what? 30 seconds?

- fuck

- god this is so bad

- and it GETS WORSE i can’t do this

- love that we can see yang’s distraught eyebrows through her bangs

- after this episode was the first time my friend asked me “how we doing buddy?” and i’ve only wanted to kill her more since then

- oh god emerald’s backstory. this poor child. she was so alone and cinder was there and said i can give you a place i can give you a purpose i can give you security and emerald latched on so hard.

- hiiiii laura bailey i wish you had more than a lil baby line and some sounds of effort

- god that little anklet

- god what a fuckin backstory episode man. backstory? evil plan explanation? idk but it was good

- great parent move. telling your kid you’ll only save them once.

- jaune you sweet good boy. what a good boy. i love him

- god this poor child. she doesn’t deserve this. FUCK i’m so sad. is that the last conversation they have?

- oooooh shit this song is so good. what the fuck i have chills it’s so fitting

- god everyone else is so happy and excited and then there’s ruby who is one of the very few people who knows how bad a fight between penny and pyrrha could be and pyrrha who’s got to decide if she wants someone else’s aura smushed with hers, which could turn her into a different person. FUCK

- peeeennyyyyy “salutations!! it’s an honor to meet you!” it huuuurts

- it makes me so sad but damn was this a good diabolical plan

- god im so sad. penny is so good. and pyrrha’s fuckin eyes. and ruby just collapsing. jesus christ. it’s all fuckin falling apart

- oh fuck here we go. those klaxons are so terrifying

- it makes me so happy that torchwick gets rescued and then like maybe a couple episodes later just gets swallowed

- the fuckin adam fight is coming up too. jesus. really piling on here

- RUBY IS USING ONE OF PENNY’S SWORDS IM GONNA CRYYY

- and she doesn’t even hesitate to save pyrrha

- the one and only time (to my memory) that ironwood is gentle is when he says no one would blame the students if they left. that might be the last time he actually remembers that they’re all teenagers and feels sympathy for these children with all this pressure on them

- oh yeah the big boy

- the first time i watched this i was LOSING MY MIND this whole time. like yang attacked mercury and from then on man. just freaking out.

- eurgh grimm juice

- c’mon blake you got this. i mean. technically you don’t. the fight goes poorly. but you fuckin try and you’re so brave about it and i love youuu

- shut the FUCK up adam you GROOMED her you ASSHOLE

- aahhhh i love velvet!!! her semblance and her whole fighting style is so goddamn cool and has such interesting implications for using weapons and powers of people who are dead

- OH SHIT SHE DOES SUMMON HERE DOESNT SHE. partly but still

- get fucked, torchwick. GET FUCKED. get fuckin chomped

- a backhanded slap feels so much more violent than any fighting with weapons

- uh oh evil katniss

- god. the fucking blood splatter turning the whole shot red. just their silhouettes. the slow motion. the arm slowly separating.

- my friend was also a big fan of “how we feeling?”

- bad. the answer is bad you fuckin sadist

- oz is… a lot of things, and one of them is a goddamn good fighter

- oh god oh noooo she’s gonna kiss & yeet AWWWW FUCK this is heartbreaking

- pyrrha i love you

- if i don’t look it’s not real

- oh pyrrha my love

- awww hey tai. what a good dad. love tai

- i’m so sad. everyone’s so sad. and then salem just has to do an ominous lil monologue where she lays out her whole plan to divide them and makes a fuckin semblance pun. she’s such a good villain

- jacque you stiff bitch

- they’re all fuckin scattered and depressed

- love team rnjr tho

- there she is. god what an ending

[straykats]

if you take a shower and you dry off with a towel, is the towel dirty or not??? cause you just got all clean but you are still using the towel so,,,,,??? 👀👀👀👀

do you think the people in our dreams are only people weve seen before? or people we make up in our heads? cause my theory is that everyone in our dreams (like the random “filler” people if you know what i mean) is someone that youve seen at least ONCE, maybe passing by on the street, a grocery store, the mall, seeing on an advertisement, etc. and your brain stores them away to be used in your dreams later. or do you think we just make up people on our own?

how do we know the colors were seeing are the colors people are describing? like how do we know that [this] is supposed to be purple, did people just come together and decide “yeah, thats purple” cause what if someone saw [this] instead but still agreed that its purple?? 🤔🤔🤔

did you know that apparently years and years ago people thought that eating the dead would have healing/healthy benefits? i forget the details so sorry bout that but it was in one of these books i had to read for my forensic anthropology class about different things people did to dead bodies and apparently there was a group of people whod douse their dead in honey and soak and preserve them for like 100 years and then just *chomp chomp* yummy 😋

lol i hope this clusterfuck of random thoughts and questions gave you some sort of entertainment (im curious to see what your opinions on these things are tho 👀)

gonna answer this under the cut bc its gonna be a bit long maybe

if you take a shower and you dry off with a towel, is the towel dirty or not??? cause you just got all clean but you are still using the towel so,,,,,??? 👀👀👀👀

i would say dirty, because when you decide to get a new towel it’s because the old one is dirty? 

do you think the people in our dreams are only people weve seen before? or people we make up in our heads? cause my theory is that everyone in our dreams (like the random “filler” people if you know what i mean) is someone that youve seen at least ONCE, maybe passing by on the street, a grocery store, the mall, seeing on an advertisement, etc. and your brain stores them away to be used in your dreams later. or do you think we just make up people on our own?

i remember reading smth about this and i’m pretty sure our brain is somewhat incapable to dreaming up their own people? cant remmeber if science backed this up or not lol but yeah everyone you see in your dream is someone you’ve seen before. although, there is an exception with the “have you seen this man” guy (i personally get a lil creeped out by the picture they have of him). if you don’t already know, it’s this face that many people all over the world have seen in their dreams, but no one knows who he is and their’s a sketch/generated picture of the face and a whole website for the guy but no one in the entire world knows who he is? also, i just did a google bc i just remembered reading smth recently about him and nvm its a hoax AHHAHAHAHA but yeah that’s always creeped me out.

how do we know the colors were seeing are the colors people are describing? like how do we know that [this] is supposed to be purple, did people just come together and decide “yeah, thats purple” cause what if someone saw [this] instead but still agreed that its purple?? 🤔🤔🤔

OHHHHH  I LOVE THINKING ABOUT THIS SO MUCHHHHHH and then you consider the fact that lobsters or shrimp or smth see more colours than we do and its so cool!!! like !!!!! there is so much out there that we don’t know or see or hear because humans just arent able to process the stuff and thats so funky cool! but the reason we all unanimously agree a colour is a colour despite everyone viewing it differently is becasue we just.. like... thats what we’ve been told and that’s how we see it? every inidivdual understands “purple” to be one thing, so if i told you that this cup is purple, you would also see purple even if the purple you see if not the purple i see; you’ve jsut always associated that colour with the word “purple” and i could tell you that if you mixed blue and red together you’ll get purple and you would agree because your understanding of colours is consistent within your own little brain and my understanding is consistent in my own little brain and so we just match up the parts that are similar (the word) and it makes sense to our own inidivudla selves? as kids we’re told that the colour we percieve is called X, and soo i guess it’s passed down what we call certain colours.

Hypothetically, then, if eveyrone in this generation and the next few generations told their kids that what we perceieve as purple was orange, eventually would what we know to be purple be called orange in the future?

idk if any of the above makes sense HAHA

Fun fact newborns see in black and white?? how funky is that?

did you know that apparently years and years ago people thought that eating the dead would have healing/healthy benefits? i forget the details so sorry bout that but it was in one of these books i had to read for my forensic anthropology class about different things people did to dead bodies and apparently there was a group of people whod douse their dead in honey and soak and preserve them for like 100 years and then just *chomp chomp* yummy 😋

OMG YOU DO FORENSIC ANTHROPOLOGYYYYY tbh idk what that actually means but i kinda understand the words separately and they both interest me so i’m assuming a cool word/study + a cool word/study = a super cool word/study. 

thats pretty interesting?? honeys a really good preservative so !!! but damn 100 years,,, but yeah i’ve heard of that happening in a few cultures!! 

lol i hope this clusterfuck of random thoughts and questions gave you some sort of entertainment (im curious to see what your opinions on these things are tho 👀)

hehe ty this was very fun to read through and answer/share my thoughts etc!! i love having these type of convos where we (me and whoever im voncersing w) can just go batshit crazy and hypothesise and think about stuff!!! tyvm for sending this innnnnnnnn <3 mwah

[delta-magnetic]

soooo i might've been thinking about a certain some ask game again and decided, fuck it ima answer all the questions that im actually able to lol

i've done 5, 16 and 17 already but to add onto the latter two:

16. here's another 3 because yes- Welcome Home (Sanitarium), Ronnie, and Dirty Window

17. I HAVE MORE NOW BITCHES. now have Master of Puppets, Load and Death Magnetic! AND Cunning Stunts!

alright rest under a cut lol you know i love to ramble

1. (fun fact this question is why i was thinking about this again lol) AAAAAA i shall say, lars! i'm sure meeting any of them i'd be nervous/a little awkward, but i think lars would do best at diffusing that. plus getting to hear him go on and on about whatever, in person?? yes please

2. i have made, shitposts galore (and also 2 uquiz's, the most recent one actually being all around good lol)

3. also thought abt this one a few times since seeing it hmmm, a few come to mind, but you know what i think would be fun? struggle within on drums. i'm sure that intro is a recorded thing if/when it's ever done live, but lets just imagine. plus for me personally? i know i literally have a guitar in my room, but drums seem fun, and when i think drums + metallica, besides some of the obvious answers (one, master of puppets), this song is what i think

6. i'm sure most would go for ultimullet here, but you know what i'm gonna pick? 2019 james. i always want to put my hands in his hair but like, something about '19,,, soft old man ilu

7. i have not seen it! though i've heard it's good, might have to watch it someday

8. definitely museum with lars. dude loves art and would just be giving out insight galore! not bendy or strong enough for kirk or rob, and while i love james and also taking walks, i would be slow and idk if he'd wait up for me fjkdblsksnj

9. holy shit there are, so many... could go for any of the songs from Load yet to be played live tbh, but my answer shall be Devils Dance!

10. i'll admit, haven't listened to all of garage inc yet, but i really like Die, Die My Darling!

11. again haven't heard many of these, but omf their cover of 53rd and 3rd is [chefs kiss]

12. maybe an obvious answer, but st anger. it's weird, i really like the first half of it off the album, but then after that??? eh?? but live puts some of that missing, emotion?, into the 2nd half i'm wanting (plus yknow, SOLO !!!!)

14. oh lort. again, so many. im srry i cannot pick kjnfsdbkj, but i will say i know i'd pick somewhere in missouri! which seems kinda lame, but getting to say i've seen metallica in my home state would be pretty cool

15. you're tearing me apart dude!! i know it's a pretty typical answer, but black album! i wouldn't even call it my favorite album, but sound wise? definite favorite

18. i don't have much, but i really do live in that master of puppets shirt. it's comfy, one of my friends bought it for me because i didn't bring any money (not expecting to want to buy anything lol), and it was my first metallica thing i ever owned!

20. tickets to a show, i cross out but tbh, it's true! other than maybe s&m (1 or 2), yea collecting is cool but i'm not chomping at the bit to own every single album actually! wanna have the ones i'll actually listen to regularly yknow?

24. tbh lars with any of them would be a treat, but having to concretely pick pairs? lars and james, kirk and rob. lars and james are so many years of friendship, they both always have something neat to say, and having them bounce off each other in an interview would be cool. kirk doesn't speak that often, and i think getting him with rob would get him a little more chatty perhaps

...oh you also asked what i'd ask lol. idk man, especially to lars n james. maybe to kirk and rob i'd ask if either of them like, found new/different artists they liked through each other (since i know they both have pretty varied music tastes)

25. i am answering these all at 1 in the morning, so maybe i'd be able to think a bit more if i did this at a more reasonable time, but either way holyf a lot from Halo On Fire. just to pick one?

I fear to turn on the light // For the darkness won’t go away

26. hmm again, 1 am, head is kiiiinda no thoughts head empty for some reason?? though luckily not too empty, bc just sitting here thinking for a second, Bleeding Me just popped to mind?

27. ooooo, if they were just on their own (not with family or friends) i'd probably try my best to not freak out and just be like "hey i love your music"

...and maybe ask for a hug

28. tbh i want to dress like cliff lmao, but my actual fashion sense? think like, current kirk but if he did not spent 600 bucks on everything and generally toned down a LOT (keep the graphic tees tho)

29. oh i can't remember who said it, but someone said something like, whenever they'd screw something up in the studio, cliff would just, look at them so disappointed njdfsbnkl

30. almost definitely kirk i'd say. i'm super shy, but if you get me talking about something i really like? unlikely to stop

31. YOU ARE MEAN !!!! my answer though, shall be kirk n lars! you want reasons? they're just neat!!!!!!!!

33. nah, if anything just because i don't have any of the social medias they're really on

34. hmm, not that i can think of?? partially because i haven't seen a ton of their inner-workings type deals, and they seem alright

35. just going general here, but memory remains. i just do not like that song for some reason

36. ...you know what idk how long this will even get but this post is already long enough so screw it this is getting it's own post lmao

37. tbh any of the more "moody" songs? like especially older ones, particularly Fade to Black and One. idk even what mood i need to be in to listen to them, but definitely not a regular-casual listening one

38. lowkey made a whole post about this lmao, but for a short answer for here: my uncle playing (the song) master of puppets whenever i was in the truck with him!

39. [looks at all of you very lovingly]

40. oh for sure. a few months ago i was out of town and, not having a good time. and putting on some metallica songs made me feel a lot more at ease

[watchyourbluesturngolden]

my annotations for chappy 11 of ysijwa

this is just for drea and leyla to read so if you're not drea or leyla pls keep scrolling :)

ok this is pretty chaotic and like i said earlier i treated this ike a wattpad comment section so... have fun ig :)

SHERLOCK AND WATSON CINEMATIC UNIVERSE SHUT UPPPPP I LOVE YOU SM DREA

NOT MISS SNAP CRACKLE POP

jealous y/n you say???

now i know why you ignored all my tiktok asks lmao

HELPLESS OH MY GOD

truly madly deeply intended :)

damn he's kind of a narcissist yk? like "I have to be serious my entire family depends on it" shut up mr darcy you're not special

devout in his religion hmmmmmm hopefully we see some more religious trauma content bc me too vampy

awww he wants kids but now he cant have them bc hes... dead :(

AWWW his sister taught him to knit :( if he doesn't knit bloodbag a sweater i swear to god

stuffy moron is correct

"IT'S A FUCKING WONDER HE EVER GOT LAID" OIJRIOJWEIOJIEWOJFIOEJOF

"THE ATROCITY THAT IS BEING ACQUAINTED WITH NIALL AND HIS HORRIBLE AFFINITY FOR CHEAP FLANEL" ORJFOIJFEIOWJ YOURE SUCH A POET

he's so dumb she was with him bc he's hot that much should be obvious to him🙄

FOOLISHLY HOPELESSLY UNMEASURABLY IN LOVE HWAT THE FUCK DREA IM SAD

i love that he remembers the spinal cord dislocation and the dead leaves . like yea im dead rn but the leaves in my hair are really what's bothering me the most

what the fuck is a maw

ok i looked it up i get it now

"attachment is for gullible idiots" yup and youre one of them vampy 😌

"the warmest skin his icy fingers had ever had the good fortune to touch" im so soft rn

oh so now she has "a wholesome beauty about her nature" ? i thought she was just cute enough 🤨

HE THINKS HER SMILE COULD RESTART HIS HEART THATS SO CUTE IM OUHOIJFOEWIJFIOEWJ

"the responsibility of keeping her safe, satisfied, and happy" how 🥺 🥺🥺

"as long as he breathes" i thought he didn't breathe lmao BUT I GET THE SENTIMENT

"always when it comes to her" IM SCREAMING RN THIS IS SO SOFT I CANT

ill never forgive him for being so dense either his brain is basically a rock

HE WANTED TO COMMUNICATE THAT HE BELONGED TO HER IM GONNA HAVE A STROKE

couldnt be me i dont want to be percieved

HE ADDED A FUCKING BUTTERFLY AFTER THE DISCO BALLS IM OIWFJIOEWJFIOEJIOEWNOJIWJ(*H(WUIOFJIOEWJFIOWHVIFUEH)U)($UT

HEY a hamilton obsession is not childish😤

'the only person who was allowed to touch him there was y/n' he's like a little kid who's possessive omggggggg

oh this reminds me i rlly hope everything in that chest was new and had never been used on anyone else owijfowiejfioewj

oh please my irish king can control himself let y/n meet the other vamps🙄

"if they knew all along why did it take so long" yk im wondering the same thing dummy

"every day was a battle to earn her love and affection" wtffff how could she hurt him like that he is just a baby

i think he needs therapy tbh

yes he does deserve to be treated with respect and dignity😤

"supporting and tolerating them despite your differences" exactly unless they're a republican

IM SORRY THAT WAS MEAN OIWFJOIWJFEIOw i said what i said tho

they did everything backwards but it's what baby needed🥺

im literally gonna 🔪 bradley how dare he hurt my favorite ribeye like that

PROPER BOYFRIEND-GIRLFRIEND BONDING PLSSSSS im sure he makes sure to say stuff like "as your boyfriend' or 'since youre my girlfriend' all the time now

"everything that has to do with harry has always and will always make her feel safe and secure" ...who's gonna tell her👀

HE BECOMES CLINGY IVE BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE TURN IT UP

awwww my love language is also quality times bestiesssssss

(this is more serious you might want to change the words to nose kisses or something because esk*mo is a slur)

HE wants to be wrapped in HER arms and get forehead kissies like a little baby🥺🥺

i can tell you wrote this chappy bc leyla would never write about ice cream

IF CHRIST CAN GET A DATE MARKER SO CAN HARRY OIFJOEIWJFIOEWJFWI PLSSSSSSSSSS I LOVE HIM

ALWAYS FOR HER WEJFIOJWEIOFJEWIOFJOIEWJFOIEWJF HES SO IN LOOOOOVE

HE DID IT AND IM SO PROUD OF HIM🥺

omg i have a thot imagine if she got a heart murmur or something and obvi he knows bc he can hear it so now he has to find a way to make her get it checked out out without being suspicious 😭

HE ROCKS HER TO CALM HER DOWN WHEN SHES HAVING NIGHTMARES IJFEOWIJFOIWEFJ

“nearly blinds himself for eternity” what a drama queen i love him

maybe learn how to turn your brightness down grandpa

“can women sense emotional distress” why is this so funny oiewfjwieojfioewj

DEHUMANIZING OWEIJOIAJAKLFSDJLKSDJFKLD

not a psychotic episode 😭😭

crippling mommy issues woejfkljdklsjsdf me too king

awwwww he made her a full buffet i would cry

matchy socks im gonna sob

king is a chef 😌

y/n’s head @ harry’s clavicle rn: 💥

“his plush chest” drea its ok you can say titties

“absolutely flawless”? are you sure shes not just cute enough 🤨

he got her oat milk 🥺the sign of true love

hes such a shithead i love him

SPELLING HIS NAM E ON HER TUMMY IM HAVING ANOTHER STROKE

“I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE YOU ALL ALONE” HES SO WOIFJSJFSDKJKLSDJF

HE DIDNT HAVE TO DO NIALL LIKE THAT 😭😭

RAPUNZEL HAIR OSIDJSKJKLSJF

she traces a tiny heart on him wtfffffffffff im sad

this… is hot

“theres no room on the counter” owifjlksjfslkfjklsj

HE WOULD WALK THROUGH FIRE FOR HER maybe then he’d be a little less cold

im sorry that was wrong of me lisjfskldjfwoiejewiojrei

OH MY GOD OWEIJFKLJSKLFJL SHES SO BOLD “can’t i?” OSIJFKSLJLKJF

oh boy hes gonna kill her

I WONDERED WHEN THE YOURE HOT WHEN YOURE MEAN THING WAS GOING TO COME UP

literally shut the fuck up mr english major

do it bestie kick him in the balls

SPARE BOOBIES MAAM I CNAT BELIEVE YOU aCTUALLY WROTE THAT OWIFEJWIJEKLJFOIEWHOEWIFEHFLKEWJFKLEWJKLJFL

IM WHITE IM ALLERGIC TO SPICE WEJFLKJFKLEJFLKJSKLJKFSJD

“character development at its finest” what a self aware king

y/n stop being mean to him baby just wants to feel close ☹️

“I’m anemic” ok king whatever u say

“ME AND MY CHRONIC ILLNESS IM SENSITIVE” IJFKLSDJFKLJSDKLJ

ahhhhhhh it’s yoga time

“just ask your cervix” jlksdjflksdjflkdsjflk

“if only you knew” ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

yeah y/n isnt like those other girls 🤪 shes different 🤪

yes bestie objectify him

THERE IT IS MY FAVORITE LINE IN THIS ENTRIE BOOK

PERHAPS MY FAVORITE LINE IN ANY BOOK EVER

“He hasn't been this stiff since rigor mortis”

i think about this on a daily basis i truly do

grey shorts? what a slut

“call the lapd im pressing charges” me after walking up the stairs

OH SO THIS IS WHERE THE GREYS ANATOMY CHARACTERS FROM THE SPOILERS WITHOUT CONTEXT COME IN

him using his shirt as a towel im BARKING

“I wasnt jealous” yea ok 😃

AGAIN HIM DRAWING HIS INITIALS ON HER SKIN THATS SO WOIJFSKLDJFLSJ

yeah harold she just wanted a little kiss 😤

yeah 😃 its bc he ran track 😃

no bc thats so fucking cute that she pretended she had never seen the show before bc he was excited to introduce her to it 🥺

I would do the same tbh i feel like it would be fun to wash dishes with harry idk why

“that skank” oisjksldfjklsjfklsdjflkd

YOUR THICK SKULL COULD DAMAGE THE MARBLE LSKFJKLDSJKFLSDJFKLSJFKLSJKLSJLDKFJLSKDJF I WOULD CRY

he gets her a cup of water 🥺

ok but like wouldn't she want to wash her hair after it got all sweaty at yoga

awwwww she got his toothbrush ready for him why am i so soft rn

memory foam mattresses sound nice but actually they kind of suck bc you sink down and feel trapped in them 😃

HE WATCHED THE TIKTOK SHE SENT HIM IM HAVING A THIRD STROKE

niall is probably on the dumbest side of tiktok idek what side but it’s probably annoying and he thinks it’s hilarious

noooo baby youre not a monster🥺 someone give him a hug rn

well actually you are kind of a monster but its ok we still love u bestie

I too run on caffeine and pizza pockets 😌

TONSIL HOCKEY WHAT THE FUCK OIEJFLSDKJFKLSDJFLSJLKFJSDKLFJ

chatsnap hes such an old man 😭

true lmao if you dont have social media i immediately dont trust you

not the i just washed my hands tiktok 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

HE FEELS STRANGELY PERCIEVED RN KJFLSJFLKSDJ IDK WHY THIS IS SO FUNNY TO ME BUT IM LIKE LEGIT LAUGHING

DO IT BESTIE BITE HIM CHOMP CHOMP

“my eyes are stinging” hes such a baby 😭

“MY SIGH”TS ALL FUZZY” SJFKDSLJFLKDSJFLKDSJFLK

“are you all right” “I dont know :(’ i cant handle this my face hurts from smiling lksjflkjafklj

he has a kitchenaid stand mixer omg thats so sexy

ok but has anyone ever gotten salmonella from raw cookie dough bc i think thats just a myth

fuck u for that one vampy

wow he could never deal with my chronically ill ass

WAIT IS IT WAP

NOPE ITS BETTER LSDFJSDKLFJDS

I agree body is absolutely an instrumental masterpiece

I KNEW HE KNOWS SOME TIKTOK DANCES I KNEW IT

“I know youre kinda into that (getting smacked in the face)” SHUT UPPPPPPP SKJFSKDLJFDS

NOT HIM TWERKING SLKFJSDKLFJDSKLFJDSKL

YES YN GET THAT VIDEO AND BLACKMAIL HIM

“I think i popped something” ok old man 😭

why is the word wench so funny lkfjslkfjdslkfjsdlkfj

dont hand it over i want to see him snap

OH SHIT HE JUST JUMPED THE TABLE LSDFJSDKLFJLKDNMNXCMNJKHOIUIOEUR

oooooooooooo

OH MY GOD AGAIN SHE REALLY IS BOLD SLKDFJDSKLFJLSKDJFLKJFS

not guerrilla warfare 😭😭😭😭

do it bestie give him a concussion he deserves it

“no piece of art could ever compare to her” 🥺🥺

“remember that time you told me making out was childish” “no” i hate him 😭

THERE IT IS AGAIN “sex isnt the only way he can feel close to someone anymore” SHUT THE FUCK UP IM SOBBING

this reminds me of the dehydrated intercourse with demonrry

“don’t care, relationships are about sharing’ hes so sdjfksldjfklsjf

DO IT BESTIE KICK HIS KNEECAPS IN

suing disney for false advertisement 😭

THIS SCENE IS KILLING ME LKJFKLSJFLDSJ “just pucker your lips over it” “You have actual brain damage, dont you?” DREA I LOVE YOU KSDJFLDSKJFLKSDJ

how do those bubbles taste babe

ok drea wtf i was so happy and now this??????

“everything’s wrong” NO SHUT UP SHUT UP ITS HAPPY HOURS

not the boob privileges 😭

WAIT THIS IS FROM THE BSE MV ISNT IT “dance is just so hot rn” “depressing shades are just so hot rn”

NOT HIM GETTING ALL STUTTERY WHEN HE ASKS HER IF SHE WANTS A DRAWER 🥺

NO ONE HAS EVER BEEN THIS GENTLE WITH HIM BEFORE WTFFFFFFFF IM CRYING

“youre so fucking cute, my baby” me when i see literally any picture of him

JELLO HAS a STRONGER BACKBONE THAN THIS KSFJSDKLFJDSKLFJ

“betrayed. objectified. taken advantage of. used. “ i hate him sm 😭😭

OH MY GOD IS SHE GONNA SHAVE HIS FACE THATS SO CUTE IM

SHE ISsSSSSS IM SQUEALING

stop him worrying she’ll think it's weird and wont want to do it 🥺

“bold of you to assume id ever be convicted” PLS DREA LAKFJDKSLFJ

“the more you talk, the more appealing manslaughter sounds” I CHOKED DLSKFJDSKLFJDKSJFDSKLJ

HIM WHISTLING TO GET HER ATTENTION WHY IS THAT SO CUTE

Im sorry but its really funny to me how you wrote the sentence “wrong metal, he thinks ironically” … get it ? like IRONically lkfjdslkfj im sorry i’ll show myself out

“this boy?” what a fucking cutie i want to kick him

I forgot what a bop helpless is thanks for reminding me im gonna go listen to the entire soundtrack again-

theyre so fucking cute i hate them

so yea bascally this is the best thing ive ever read and i love you so much and my face hurts from smiling :)))

[mousehole5000]

okay another tgcf lb i powered through and finished book 1 this is kinda long its chapters 43-57

first off i love a lil spy mission. these things never go smooth

naughty unlucky trespassers get banished to the giant leech chamber

dont know that i care for the inclusion of “scary savage redskinned cannibal tribe” i mean i guess i dont know maybe its got a different cultural context but i just have a hard time with that one hmmmm at least its over quickly

this really seems to be a book of everyone already knows everyone but that makes sense considering how fucking old everyone is

dope. this whole little armory stand off was fun but also oh no!!! fire in ghost city!!!

awww i love him. king of not wanting anyone to die :’( also hey he did something cool!!! very competent!!! although it looks like he did get hurt from it god his bad luck never ends

yeah exactly!!!!! sword in one hand flower in the other!!! thats what its all about!!!!

mmmmmmm. MMMMMMMMMM. rich fuckers. but also feng xin was the first to show up either way.... im still care him. followed by mu qing who is talking trash but still here as well

also i might back what i said about lang qianqiu im not sure if he knows anything i think he is just like that. although theres still room for him to be involved something. im switching most of my suspicions to wind master qingxuan now because he is popular and rich

okay if im reading this right this seems pretty in character for lang qianqiu. “i dont like that your family is in power.” “haha what a silly guy :) i have no concerns about you”

but xie lian is admitting to this??? :O curious to find out more about if he did indeed do some slaughter or if he’s protecting someone else. if he is protecting someone i think it could be lang qianqiu himself in some way. genuinely unsure tho he may very well have just done this idk who am i to deny him complexity

theres that interesting little note that most officials have also committed similar crimes but never have to face it bc mortals just die

pei ming you’re half right but shut the fuck up no one asked you. i feel strong dislike towards him sorry to any potential pei ming stans reading this. maybe im sorry maybe not im not sure yet i feel strongly about this

i see this happen on cdramas all the time i love it. i point at you in lieu of words

i do think all the politics and gossip and the way that officials will change sides to gain favor/not lose it depending on which way the wind is blowing is pretty interesting i like that its in here

i love that xie lian is making sure that someone takes care of the people hes taken in and also i love everything about this sentence although i feel like we’re not going to see much of banyue which is a shame bc i liked her

oh is it flashback time? this is fun

hmm!!! interesting!!! i like this response!! i have nothing funny or smart to say about it i just like it

this is an understanding that only comes after living through great pain and/or loss. hmm.

hmmm!!!!!!!! questions!!! presumably thematic ones!!!

please let us dig into whatever is going on in this little trio. actions speak louder than words mu qing

okay here we go feng xin is here and im not going to screencap the whole thiing but wow these two see each other and half a page later start swinging okay

oh my god hua cheng giving us a jailbreak arc? instant chaos. amazing

scream everything about this is funny. maximum cunt behavior. everyones reaction fadsjflksdjlk;afsl

mxtx: all characters other than hualian are straight mxtx: the thing feng xin is most afraid of is a women’s bath also women in general he is afraid of them fajkdjskfslda i mean there could be other reasons for this but its very funny in that context

stop theyre too much faslfkjasdf im so glad we’re getting this

im not 100% sure how i feel about these swords that. moan? hmm.

xie lian king of speaking out against stan culture. for real tho i feel like this makes sense with how young he was when he ascended and how much favor he gained only to be banished, as well as with how gods have to be what the people say that they are. this is made interesting bc xie lian is quite literally a god but this is still an issue!!

this is more less what im currently envisioning on our little side trek except qi rong's vibes are so rancid im retching from behind the screen and im not getting to watch any little creatures dance so its objectively a worse time but at least xie lian is there

reading this book full of immortals beat the shit out of each other is like watching looney toons

hua cheng is relentless. also THE DRAMA. lang qianqiu youre back on the list!!! although i doubt any of this will be straightforward also i feel like im playing among us rn im dizzy

hes awful and probably irredeemably so but hes also funny. imagine being qi rong youre just vibing rancidly in your cave and some fucker shows up using the name of a prince from 800 years ago and turns out its hua cheng and he slams your head into the floor over and dribbles it like a basketball until you lay the blame for said princes death and turns out that fucker youre blaming is also here and just as youre getting into it with him this other fucker says that youre lying and turns out its your cousin. wyd

YES. CHOMPING AND VIOLENCE

bruh they melted qi rong

oh its a clone. okay. aww kind of sad that he once looked up to xie lian. maybe some sympathy for going mad. oh wait actually he was a spoiled and pampered prince? sympathy depleted again. tis a waste but. alas

wind master just told xie lian that he was lucky to have befriended hua cheng... and xie lian agreed.... interesting interesting

noting that those two are notorious for clashing and yet jun wun is making them work together

i actually got teary at xie lian talking to his parents coffins and wondering for a second if he heard his mom. god. 800 years... :(

QI RONG IM GOING TO FIND YOUR ASHES MYSELF WTF this whole situation with the child sucks :/

oh my god thats where it ends??? wowie. okay damn i was going to take a break after i finished book one but god thats tempting