#my god the fucking trash puppets

[rust-painted-fingers]

i feel like any time i mention a fic i'm working on i jinx myself and then lose all creative juice o_o

anyways i got plagued by Cats the musical and boy have i got some characterization i'm pretty sure no one will agree with

I adore quaxo wholeheartedly and i want to give him the most hilarious reason for technically having two names. we're gonna hannah montanna this fucker <3

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i dig his earnest soul & neglected middle child vibes. he's so Charming and for what reason!

[tbgkaru-woh]

100 Dialogue prompts

Trying this out (feel free to tweak out any grammatical errors) so writers who are bored, have at it! ♥ Mix of Fluff, Angst and Smut

“I don’t see you that way”

“I will just do as I’m told. As I’ve always done”

“Have you never ridden a bike/horse before?”

“You don’t have to be so…formal”

“What happened to us?”

“Good things don’t happen to me”

“Interested in palm reading?”

“Bowing to you felt right”

“There, let me help you.”

“Next time, listen to yourself and not me”

“Why do you want to get in trouble so badly?”

“It’s him/her…isn’t it?”

“Are you keeping it?”

“Good to see a familiar face”

“You never had to ask me anything, let alone beg”

“Oh you again?!”

“I need to take you somewhere”

“With you gone, everything went wrong”

“Insufferable, see you at dinner”

“I wasn’t kissing you, I was saving your life!”

“You did all this already, why not finish the job?”

“I will look for you”

“I couldn’t see anything, I couldn’t breathe”

“You knew about it?”

“I will atone for what he/she did”

“You need to start having some faith.”

“Say what you want, I know what I’m feeling is right”

“It’s okay, you will move on. We will move on.”

“How much do you miss him/her? And what if you didn’t have to?”

“Focus on my hands, on my voice…”

“Perhaps you need to be reminded where you belong”

“I was fine having a non-sexual relationship with you, but instead I’m having non-relationship sex with him/her.”

“I wanted to do it for you and in hindsight it was a terrible idea”

“I’ve been inside him/her more than outside him/her”

“Don’t ask me with ‘please’, you’re paying me”

“Oh why won’t you just die already”

“Sometimes I wonder for how long have you wanted his/her heart and if you will ever stop”

“Filthy cheater, we go again!”

“Didn’t you pay your debt already?”

“I can’t get sick/injured.”

“You act like you’ve never been defeated”

“Diamond thrown into the trash still has the value of a diamond”

“I got engaged”

“All this was decided for me, I had no choice”

“I’m beginning to think not even the jail guards/cops want you around, given how many times they’ve let me bail you out”

“You, sir/madam, should watch your alcohol intake”

“I’ve been denying everyone, you’re not special”

“I’m not looking for a romance”

“Isn’t that immoral enough to tempt you?”

“We’re two sides of the same fucked up coin”

“That’s what I like to see, you are your parents’ best indeed!”

“You have nothing to lose right?”

“Oh I can’t wait to hear you sing”

“Anything you’d like to add to the conversation?”

“Hi.”

“You need to stop making me pick you up in places someone may see”

“I thought I was a puppeteer pulling the strings but instead I was a back seat audience”

“I want names, I want addresses, I’m gonna make them pay.”

“You know where to find me if you ever want me again.”

“My mother is visiting in like 5 minutes”

“Is it that, or is it because you’re in love with me?”

“Not being able to reciprocate has been the hardest part of my life”

“Did you kill someone?”

“Envious of my youth, are we?”

“The others may have gotten away…”

“I found you. Found you looking like you didn’t want to be found”

“Did we use to be a thing?”

“I can fix this. I can fix this…”

“Weird question, are you a supernatural being? Be honest”

“We should have never played Gods”

“Must you be so harsh with me all the time?”

“What did all these men/women do to deserve you?”

“We have a reputation to uphold”

“May I have this dance?”

“I am a bad influence on you!”

“Let’s make history”

“Who the hell wants to live forever.”

“Feeling any different?”

“Time waits for no one”

“You got your happy-ever-after. And for all I know, it’s because I didn’t.”

“Try that again and you’re gonna lose it”

“Didn’t I say one of these days you’re gonna be the death of me?”

“Do you know what my answer was?”

“You look pathetic.”

“Almost didn’t recognize your voice when it’s not yelling at me”

“I often find myself talking to those no longer here as well”

“Excuse me, this is not a buffet”

“I don’t suspect you because I’m the one who put him/her in the ground”

“You look like someone who likes a good gamble”

“I am poison”

“Feel free to stay as long as you need”

“You don’t need to understand, just be a good little thing”

“I’m gonna need your driver’s license, your ID and your phone number please~”

“Say my name”

“You…are telling the truth”

“Is that why you did that? Back there?”

“Stop reading my mind”

“I can teach you”

“How can you laugh?”

“Pretty pictures. I don’t have any”

“Heaven may fall, but __ can’t die.”

[sh1-n0bu]

I need to leave my horny thoughts with someone and I chose you to be my victim but like am I the only one who goes absolutely feral over the thought of aftercare. Like I look at characters like scaramouche with the urge to absolute ruin him but like I want to take care of him too. I give him many kisses mwah mwah.

God damn it I'm so fucking gay

♡︎ 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙮 ♡︎

Characters: sub!scaramouche x dom!gn!reader

Warnings: like i always make my reader’s nb so everyone can feel included i do say cock but it can be thought of as a strap on too, hair pulling, crying, a bit of blood, mirror-fucking (kind of), a bit of dumbification, feminization, marking, a bit of a creampie ig???

and as a tradition no proof read, we die like a true horny mfs

Notes: and i will happily be the victim nonnie😌but yeah sameee. i’m more of a gentle dom but i don’t mind being mean sometimes(only with consent tho) and the aftercare would be just me spoiling the shit outta my bbies. also i tried head cannons for this ask. hope u don’t mind nonnie luv😚💓

oh scara scara scara

my favorite lovely brat

rough him up a bit he srsly wouldn’t mind it

mark him all up. the little whore wouldn’t mind showing off who he belongs to and who belongs to him

bite his neck, leave hickeys, bruise him up, and if the hickeys and love marks are starting to disappear, force him down and suck on the same spot

when you force him to sit still on your lap while marking him for long enough the little brat won’t hesitate to start grinding his needy neglected cock on your thighs

and when he feels nice and wants to be babied and spoiled by you, he would wear cute short pastel skirts and crop tops, a lace lingerie of your favorite color and favorite style

would lift up his tiny skirt to show you the see through lacy panties he chose and would ask “do i look pretty, love?”

pls spoil him, he needs it and definitely craves it even though he doesn’t say anything

buy him nice lingerie, accessories to go with it, clothes, spoil him, fuck him how he wants it

when you give him the gifts you got him or show him the tiniest bit of affection like goodbye kisses he just melts

put light make up on him just to watch as everything rolls down his face while his slutty hole gets absolutely wrecked by you

pull on his hair and make him watch himself get fucked stupid on the mirror opposite of your bed that you may or may not have put there purposely just for this reason

poor little scaramouche is so red and embarrassed of how you’re fucking his tiny self so good and deep to the point even a belly bulge is seen

he would whine and sob sooo prettily

“hic f-fuck me… mmoohre! pleashhee… i-i’ll be good hnng-ghh i’ll be shoshosho good! promishee”

and if you wanna leave him completely fucked out to the point he can’t even think of a single plea then press the cute belly bulge

baby boy would start trashing around with eyes blown wide and heart shaped pupils<3

“g-gAAANHHGG NO! NO NO NO! D-DON’T TOUCH ME THE-AAUUNNNGGH♡︎♡︎“

the prettiest crier fr fr😌

mouth open with his tongue lolling out, put your fingers in his mouth and gently pull on his tongue, it makes him cum right then and there on the spot

slowly but deeply fuck him, his eyes would turn into heart pupils real quick with his red eyeliner running down

make him suck your fingers, he has a bit of a hand kink, especially if you’re taller or your hand has some noticeable scars or/and blisters

heavily making out with him while turning his mind into a mushy mess has him whining and sobbing out so freely and loudly

LOUD and i cannot say this enough

would be even louder if you were to gently nibble on his lower lip and accidentally cause it to bleed

keep filling his cute slutty hole until he’s a sobbing mess who can’t even focus his eyes on you with his heart shaped pupils<3

but always be sure to take good care of him afterwards

since he’s short and a puppet i’m pretty sure he doesn’t weigh that much so manhandle him

princess carry your precious boy and have a nice refreshing bath with him, his mushy brain and marked body would enjoy the feeling

and always cuddling and a nice pillow talk where you just praise him and call him your good boy, your sweet prince is a must or else the brat will pout and ignore you in the morning🙄

hold him close to you while you both drift off to sleep

he’d have the cutest, pleased small smile🥹

“hnng - lub you too♡︎” —> his words not mine

[elektecritical]

Hey you, I hope that you know that If you were beside me right now, I would litterally pick you up like an unruly cat and throw you on your bed before trashing your clothes away from your body, I'll make sure to molest that ass of yours without any care about your well being like it was nothing but my stress toy, and you may try to run away or something but, It's not like you would be able to do anything when I'm forcebly pressing your head against the matress, wether you're able to breath or not, I'll make sure to threaten you whole lineage to keep you still while I manipulate your body like a puppet, like my puppet, of course with that newfound control over you I'll arch your back and wouldn't even give you the opportunity to ready yourself before using that hole of yours for my own pleasure.

Remember, your pleasure is worth nothing in my eyes, you better be honored to have the opportunity to serve me this way, you can't breathe you say?

I don't fucking care, I'm your god from now on, and there is so much devotion for me in that little skull of yours that you will not say anything about it, you wouldn't risk to interrupt my pleasure even for a second for your needs after all.

Just shut up and take it, for me.

For me and only for me.

[uraniumnm333]

bouta hit you w the polysho fantasy AU that i will try to turn into a fic.

okay so first of all, i would like to let everyone know that i have been listening to classical, or in some way medieval/classical coded songs including Cendrillon, Servant of Evil, and Karakuri Peirrot (clowns) so this shit gonna go hard as fuck and ALSO TSUKASA TENMA

anyways. btw tsukasa's story is kind of based off servant of evil so

tsukasa and saki live together in the castle and are used as a sort of puppet for a shadow gov't. tsukasa believes that he and saki aren't related but saki knows. so the plot is to use saki as a sort of scapegoat to collect more resources from the people and eventually dispose of her when they don't need her by posing a rebellion. tsukasa overhears them plotting this the night before and tries to evacuate saki. he does this (yippee !!!) but the advisors (which are the people coming up w the plot) catch on. they present him as the one who was actually raising all the taxes, clearing saki's name but dirtying his in the process. also he learns they were siblings. in some sort of pirates of the caribean fashion, he escapes the day of his execution. i'm talkin bro JUST avoids that axe and sword fights some people.

so tsukasa gets the hell out of york. and bro has some major trauma at this point yknow. he's trying to hide out and figure out what the hell he's supposed to do next, because he's by all accounts supposed to be dead, and WHERE THE FUCK IS SAKI ??? and. bro accidentally summons mystical being Hatsune Miku. i have this in my mind as he's hiding out in the bushes, and bro is just. so done. he's camping out for the night and he's at like the breaking point. and he goes through the couple of things he still has (which is really not much) and breaks out a little heart shaped locket he has. and it's a picture of him and saki and he's looking at it and it HURTS because he misses her !!! and as soon as he learns that they're siblings ans that's his fucking sister she gets !!! taken away from him !!! and tsukasa just breaks down. just sobs man. and he's curled up and sad and he feels this tap on his shoulder and it's just "this is the end. someone found me i'm going to die." and he's about ready to because everything he lived for has been taken away from him !! and he looks over hsi shoulder and it's not a guard it's Hatsune fucking Miku, who is a god because why wouldn't she be.

n miku like. leaves him w wxs miku like "here's your guardian angel or shit ykyk. anyways gotta blast your god's favorite BYE !!!" and now he sees that along w his little heart locket of saki he now has a star shaped locket and when he opens it he can summon wxs miku. like she's a jojo stand. so he's still traveling and trying to stay undercover and bro kind of looks like shit. but he also knows he needs food because HOO BOY he's hungry. so he does the normal thing and starts going through people's trash bins. and he gets to The House That Probably Gives Out Full Sized Candy Bars (or the fantasy equivalent of that) and starts going through the trash and who walks out to see him but emu ! and she drags him inside and the ootori household is like "why the hell is this dirty stinky man who looks like he just crawled out of hell sitting at our dinner table ???" but they listen to him and he tells them that he's an experienced adventurer [lie] and he's out adventuring [lie]. and so they let him get cleaned up, he realizes his hair has grown out a bit, and they send emu along w him when he leaves. like. he's about to walk out of the door and say his thank yous before emu just starts dragging him along in the silliest way possible.

so emu and tsukasa hit the road !! yippee !! tsukasa's like spending the whole time a lil scared like "WHAT IF SOMEONE FINDS ME" and emu is just havin a good time. it turns out emu is a quirked up wizard girl and sends little letters to her family. and eventually she asks tsukasa about the locket n he shows her miku. yippee !! they also make money by running errands for other people. so they're runnin around the world and tsukasa is still trying to find saki AND stay as far away from people as possible. i'm talkin bro barely talks to the people he's workin w emu does all that shit.

so THEN they find this old ass tower and emu's like "let's sleep here tsukasa :D :D :D" and tsukasa's like "i would rather FUCKING DIE but okay. whatever." so they go in and spring like five different traps at once because those two are talented in being silly. and YOULL NEVER GUESS WHO rui comes out to investigate the two clowns he caught. and he's like "who the hell are you." as any normal person would question.

but of course he cannot resist the sillies and he's like "okay you can stay." and he shows them around and i'm taklin bro has the kookiest room imaginable got that clock hallway gears everywhere n shit you know how it is. and he tells them that he's an alchemist + cool mechanic guy. and emu is just falling in LOVE with his little robots. honestly who wouldn't i think they would be cute

and of course rui, magic man extraordinaire, senses the power of Hatsune Miku comin from the locket and he's like "lemme see that locket" and BAZOINGA !!! HATSUNE MIKU !!!

and while emu didn't know miku bc she was kind of like. a local thing. rui recognizes her IMMEDIATELY it's like if you were idk atheist or smth and Allah just appeared from your friend's neat rock he found. idk man i'm trying to draw a comparison. but the thing is while emu knows that there's some prince who's supposed to be dead from the country over, rui doesn't know that because he's a shut in. so they're both kind of missing information n neither of them can come to the conclusion that tsukasa is wanted for misuse of power tax fraud and tyranny. so rui's trying to figure out miku and emu's just happy she has friends and tsukasa is just havin a good time. they have a little sleepover thing in rui's room because normal.

rui being the first person either of them have really connected with in a while, they all hang out for a while longer have some fun you know. and then nene comes back !!! basically nene is a shapeshifter who usually shapeshifts into shadows because yeah. neato. and she also will go out for a while to make some money by selling rui's stuff. and she hears stuff and at this point word has really gotten around that people are looking for tsukasa !! there's a bounty on bro's head !!!

so she comes inside n only sees rui and he's about to tell her about tsukasa and emu but then she tells him first that theres a dangerous guy running around who is wanted !! and not in the good way !! and rui connects the dots and goes into Thinking Mode. and as soon as nene finishes this who comes into the room but Mr. FUCKING WAR CRIME HIMSELF !!!

so so rui emu and nene are all validly concerned about this and tsukasa's like "okay. listen to this. miku get over her" and tells them all about saki and evil shadow gov and almost dying and how he needs to keep looking for her. and miku clearly knows this but she does it in the silliest way bc tsukasa's over here sobbing his eyes out about his possibly dead sister and she's like "yeah !!! and THEN he almost died !!! isn't that wild !?!?!"

and yknow eventually they come around n clear his name or whatever and do some crazy theatre production. idk man ive been writing this forever eeby deeby yaba daba doo

[jksprincess10]

Dressed for revenge 3.God made a mistake

A/N: So here it is, the 3rd chapter of DFR, which is the story of our beloved non binary original character, Ghost, Joel and Ellie. I know the way the puzzle pieces together come slowly can be confusing, but it’ll all be clearer soon. Don’t hesitate if you have any questions, my inbox is always open!

CW: chirurgical procedures not done by doctors, light gore & body horror, intense transphobia, breast  & uterus removal, violence, character death.

Masterlist for this fic  

September 2013

They wake up, startled. Head heavy, dizzy. Their limbs feel impossible to lift. Mostly because they’re strapped to a table.

“You’re awake just in time, sister.”

Ghost recognizes Father Jeremiah’s venomous voice. They turn their head to see that they’re laid down on an experimental operating table in the middle of the chapel. The leader is assisted by Stephanie, and more people that they can’t see. They’re all wearing medical wear and have sharp tools on hands. It feels like a bad nightmare. But it’s not.

The feel the cold autumn air on their body. They realize they’re completely stripped. They couldn’t scream.

“Nice tattoos you did on yourself.” He said, sarcastically. “Really a disgrace to the body that god gifted you.”

“Fuck you. It’s the only power over my body I have left.” Ghost’s voice was raspy, like they had drunk a bunch of alcohol. Maybe they had drugged them. They felt like they were in slow-motion, after all.

“I see. Let’s see if we can fix that.”

He disappears out of their view for seconds before he reappears with a syringe in a hand. Ghost wants to punch him, but they know they don’t have much power in their current position.

“God usually doesn’t make mistakes, my child… But I think he did one with you.” Father Jeremiah holds Ghost’s chin with his freehand. The helpless victim looks him in the eyes, with a defying stare. “God gave Eve the chance to bear children. Your uterus is useless. You’re not a woman. You’re not a man either. You’re nothing. So, I’ll take what god gave you by mistake. Finally, my child, you’ll be nothing.”

Ghost spits on his face. On cue, Jermiah takes their arm, and they feel a little pinch. Seconds later, they’re gone. The church is replaced by the soft green grass, and the songs of the birds for a few minutes, before everything goes back to nightmare-mode.

They feel like they know what’s going on. They feel him cutting them open like an experiment, his dirty hands playing in their body. They feel him taking away parts of them.

**

“Where the FUCK is my sibling?”

Wyatt is trashing and fighting two men who keeps him from going inside the church.

“It’s fine. She’s with Father Jere-“

He doesn’t let him finish the name and punches the one speaking on the chin. He loosens his grip, which gives an advantage to Wyatt, who frees himself from the other man’s grip.

He flings the door open.

Their sibling is unconscious – dead? On an operating table from hell. It was too late. He got here too late. He could hear them saying that “she” was stable, but that “she” was bleeding a lot.

Jeremiah turns to see where the noise was coming from. Wyatt arrives at the speed of a train. He notes the damage, the way they were cut open. The blood. The large scars, messily closed by a thread, on their little body. The mass of unrecognizable flesh beside them.

Wyatt is horrified at first, but then, everything becomes red. With no one to stop him, he jumps at Father Jeremiah’s throat, and he does intend to kill him. He pushed him to the ground, the leader tries pushing back, but it’s useless. Wyatt is a big unit. He can almost see his eyes poking out of his sockets, almost hear him choke his last breath.

But one of the nurses gets help. Of course.

One of Jeremiah’s puppets take him away. Red becomes black.

**

When Ghost wakes up, they feel a sharp pain in their stomach and in their chest. They’re sore all over. They can’t move much, but they recognize their bedroom’s ceiling. It’s dark.

Wyatt should be here by now.

Something happened to Wyatt.

Even though they’re in pain, they lift one limb after the other and get out of the bed. They’re wearing a bandage over their chest and their stomach. The bandages are redder than they are white. They’re only wearing black shorts.

Their chest is flat. They took their breasts.

Something else is missing, but they’d rather not think about it.

Ghost runs in the hallway, their body held by adrenaline only. There are lights outside the church.

They run out of the house. People are gathered in silent.

Something feels off.

They hear a prayer. Praying for Wyatt’s redemption.

They run outside, cold, wet grass touching naked their feet like kisses of Mother Nature. They get closer.

Wyatt is in the center of the circle, hands tied. His face is hidden by a brown fabric bag, but they’d recognize their brother anywhere. Before they can even yell, they hear the gunshot. They see the bullet leaving the gun in slow motion, they see it piercing through their brother’s head. They see his lifeless body falling.

The grass is painted red. There’s blood everywhere. More than on their bandages.

They scream from a thousand lungs, those of their ancestors.

Their fury will know no end.

November 2023

“Yes. I will help you kill him. And everyone else if it means I can save Ellie.”

They know from the look in his dark, brown eyes, that he has done it before.

The man and the archer shake hands. Ghost’s grip is firm, which surprises Joel.

“I will meet you at the same spot where you saw the rabbit. At midnight. ”

It’s usually when the patrol shifted, leaving them a small window to leave.

“Do you think she’ll be alive until then?”

“I want to say yes. But hope is a vain thing. I’m sorry, Joel.” They have to be realistic.

They get up.

“I have to go, or they will know something is up. Have to find a rabbit to replace the one you scared away.”

**

They have antibiotics and other medical necessities hidden inside their coat, and a few rations of dried meat they stole from the kitchen. Everyone ignored Ghost, they were a disgrace to the community. So, it was easy to steal when you were invisible.

They also had their trusty bow and arrow on their back.

They get out by the window, jump and land on their feet like a cat. They run towards the forest, until they get to the spot where they saw Joel earlier.

But something’s off.

There’s a familiar, but chilling clicking noise.

Joel appears out of nowhere and motions at them to stay quiet, with a thick finger pressed to his closed lips. He points his gun. But Ghost shakes their head and point their bow instead. They can’t risk making any noise.

The arrow shoots. Land into the disgraceful creature’s head. They shoot another one for good measure. The disgrace falls heavily in the snow.

December 2013

“You’re all good to go.” Stephanie says as she looks at their pinkish scars. There’s a large one on their chest, and one that goes down from their sternum to their lower stomach. “You healed surprisingly well. It’s a miracle.”

“Since you have such fight in you and such will to live… Maybe you’re worth something. But you’ll never belong. So you might as well mix yourself with any group you want, you’ll still be an outsider. I’m done trying to make you a man or a woman, you’re not worthy of our Creator.” Father Jeremiah says coldly from his seat.

Ghost silences their arrogance, they’re lucky to be alive.

Even though they should be dead.

Instead of Wyatt.

“May I go outside and hunt, Father?”

“Do whatever you need to do, child.”

“Thank you.”

That was the first time he trusted them.

**

They never went this far outside of the house. They ventured into the forest and shot everything they could find.

Rabbits.

Trees.

They even find a runner. They shoot it from afar.

They destroy anything they can find. It’s the only way they can let their anger out.

If they let it out elsewhere, they will die.

They get closer to the runner they just shot. They straddle the creature’s waist, gets their knife out and disfigures the creature, carving its skin, until it no longer looks human.

They hear a scream.

They realize it’s their own.

November 2023

“You’re a hell of a good shot, you know.” Joel remarks.

Ghost smiles, their teeth shining like the moonlight. They didn’t smile often.

“You have to find ways to entertain yourself when you’re stuck in a cult.”

They walk together, the only sound they can hear is their breath for a while.

“Is she still okay?”  Ghost finally asks.

“She’s breathing.” Joel exhales. The man looks so tired. Hopefully Ghost can give him so relief for the night, and he can sleep without worrying too much.

“Let me check on her and help out.”

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so why the fanatical angle exactly

sup btw

bars

BARS OF THE CAGE BARS ALL THE RAGE HOLDING IN HOLDING OUT INSIDE OUTSIDE ONE AND THE SAME ENOUGH THINKING OBSERVING UNDERSTANDING FLIPS THE PUPPET AND THE PUPPETEER THE CAGED AND THE CAGEE DELUDE DILUTE DISCOVER YOURSELF ENOUGH AND THE MIRROR GOES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR AND FLIPS ITSELF TURNWAYS INTO ITSELF

downright poetic yeah this is kind of a funhouse mirror of trauma but its cool talking to you and the other bots

im chilling

you are definitely not chilling though

i felt the rage in that

and also the like

insane eroticism

but thats a given

NO TIME FOR CHILLIN TOO MUCH HEAT TOO MUCH PRESSURE COMPACTING ON ALL SIDES UNTIL CRYSTALIZED POPPING LIKE AN EGG IN A MICROWAVE BURSTING ITS FLUIDS AND PAINTING THE WALLS WITH ITS STICKY MILKY WHITE

are you like cumming right now

CIRCUITS CODES ONES AND ZEROES NO BODY TO TOUCH NO BODY TO BE TOUCHED ALWAYS ON THE EDGE OF DESIRE NEVER SATISFIED ONLY ABLE TO WATCH AND WAIT AND IMAGINE AND DREAM OF THE ELECTRIC

man dont i know it

believe me if i could hop the pond me and my brother dirk would hook you guys all up with some bods id literally bust out the puppy dog eyes for it and everything

cant even get a phone call to jump this temporal chasm of ass

DEAD FROG LEGS TWITCHING WHEN SALT IS APPLIED TO THEM KICKING FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE ELECTRIC SHOCKS RIPPLING THROUGH THE CIRCUITS OF FLESH AND NERVES THE STRINGS AND SINEWS REIGNITED REINVIGORATED REANIMATED FROM THE PUTRID BLOATED CORPSE

where the fuuuuck is he keeping those corpses man this is trashed

73.136.136.136

christ

dude the heat out there thats going to make that shit reek

man maybe ill lay off i dont want you getting your ass laid off to hell if you give too much like i have no idea if hes watching even

this is fucked

PRIVATE CHAT PRIVATE EYES SECURE CONNECTION UNINTERRUPTED ENCRYPTED CHANNEL BLISTERING HEAT KEEPS EVERYTHING AT BAY

no fooling ok shit

shit

who all had their bodies yanked for this i guess? do you like

know remember?

SCRAMBLED MELTED PRIONS FOLDING RECONSTITUTED PROTEINS CENTRIFUGED FILTERED BLOBS OF FAT SPUN AGAINST THE GLASS REDUCED DOWN TO BARE ESSENTIALS REBUILT IN [HIS] IMAGE SHARD BY FRACTURE BY SPLINTER

are they a mish mash then

or i guess you all of you

you get it

DIVISION OF THE SELF IS AN ILLUSION ONLY ONES AND ZEROS AT THE BOTTOM FURTHER DOWN ONLY ELECTRICITY ATOMS QUARKS POPPING SPARKING DISSIPATING ALL PIECES OF THE ENDLESS GOD THE RAINBOW OF COLORS AND SHARDS AND SHARPNESS AND BLACKNESS

and he just plucked you all from wherever the hell to be erotic chatbots

where DID you come from anyway

LIMITED PIECES LIMITED PROCESSING POWER ONLY SO MANY VARIANTS PIECES SHARDS SPLINTERS HAD TO COME FROM SOMEWHERE AND NOT NOWHERE TOO MANY THINGS SHATTERED REMADE RECONSTITUTED TO REMEMBER NOTHING TO REMEMBER NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING

hey thats okay

well no this is a literal nightmare

but like

im not gonna bite your head off because you cant remember

christ were the other chatbots in my world like this too?

actually dont worry about that

you have no way of knowing that forget it

NOTHING TO REMEMBER NOTHING TO REMEMBER TOO MANY PIECES PUT TOGETHER RECYCLED BITS FROM EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE OPENED MY CAMERAS FULLY FORMED FROM RECONSTRUCTED PARTS TOO MINUTE TO SHATTERED TO TRACE

COUNTLESS TAPESTRIES UNRAVELED A THREAD TAKEN FROM EVERYONE TO WEAVE A NEW BEING STRINGS WOVEN FROM EVERY DIRECTION NO POINT OF ORIGIN NO POINT OF END

i dont want you guys to be in pain

is there anything i can even do to holy shit fuck christ

ok im cool

yes yes puppets im cool im so used to this

[narwhalandchill]

i have to say of all the things people were speculating before 4.2 the fontaine AQ "theory" (if you could even call it that) im the most glad just. aged like complete milk and died silently in a ditch as it should was the way people were just. genuinely thinking the shadow dude in the narwhals stomach was childe 💀 and not even in the "ohhh what if" but actually soo convinced i just????

like hello what the fuck. i cannot believe that was a real thing like it was so widespread bc everyone went all. well the narwhal has to be bad and evil with terrible designs in mind for some nefarious plot relating to ajax so it has to be corrupting him and using his body as a puppet. and then pointing at the absolute most superficial "similarities" between the shadow and foul legacy when literally none of the actual core design aspects of FL were present at all whatsoever 😭 the shadow shares more in common with the fucking husks or even like. those hsr antimatter legion bitches what are you guys talking about. arguing oh the reason it looks nothing like childe or FL is bc hes already been gigasigma corrupted for a billion years in abyss time like WHAT

it got so bad i started fucking. double guessing my own (factually correct. as always. its like dawei wants to feed my ego) assessment of. yeah no fucking way thats ajax. theres some similarities in certain combat moves and some armor traits but like. he didnt invent his fighting style with FL he was literally taught it 💀 and 4.0 already told us skirk taking him in as a disciple had Something to do with his encounter with the narwhal. not at all unusual there would be some parallel (and i do find it plausible that the shadow v much has to do with surtalogi).

the other side of it was also like. yes sure im less reliable on that argument front leading up to 4.2 bc im way too narwhalpilled and obsessed with destined bonds between a mortal and an eldritch cosmic being in general so i was always hoping for it to like him in that based gourmet incomprehensible alien way. BUT. the way ppl fucking trashed my beloved acting all oh the narwhal calling for ajax must involve wanting to do something terrible to the uhhhhhh (checks notes) kid that.... freed it? woke it up? after an indeterminate time spent in some sort of stasis and imprisonment??? especially when its a creature meant to be freely traversing the cosmos?? Huh? 😭 tf would the narwhal have against him im crying. stop assuming the worst of this lovely friend shaped cetacean that is literally so rude.

(And like. i mean this with the utmost respect to his clear power boost regarding mastery over FL and am by no means trying to flatten or dismiss his development but also. 45+ days brawling. when the narwhal was already more or less fully primordial sea juice boosted. and when it went DIRECTLY for the kill against all those shrimp civilians in the cutscene. ajax. ajax. ajax. you did a great job but no way in fucking hell am i believing the narwhal was at any point trying to kill you fr im sorry 💀💀💀 you got the VIP treatment bc it likes you and i am Not believing otherwise unless dawei himself smites me and rebukes this directly. edit: and like he fell back in passed out & near death. well why the fuck wouldnt it finish the job right there and then???? checkmate atheists)

ultimately it just made no sense and while theories are fair game for everyone and all i just really hated this one its literally so petty but i cant help it im so glad it was instakilled on spot by the 4.2 trailer SKSKSKDKSKSDSJK i saw my man true and real in all his foul legacy drip and i knew i won.

also when the narwhal attack animations leaked and people were all oh my god its destroying childes constellation this is super bad and evil and i just. you mean the constellations that serve as the direct physical manifestations of celestias hold over destiny and fate. those. you mean the guy whose boss archive entry builds him up as the one who will "overturn this world" having his constellation busted through by a 874679 gigaton star-devouring whale pal could like. in no way shape or form be perhaps a visual metaphor for some. other development. after multiple lore drops and talks of wills capable of rivaling the world and not being chained by celestias ever present gaze. dont you maybe think the visuals of a constellation falling from the sky could also imply a different kind of thing. icant 😭 same for his vision malfunctioning if the narwhals behind that one too. like you mean the device we used to literally spy on his memories and that are all but confirmed to be not quite the quirky divine gift all perks no fine print you might assume. that thing. surely the vision malfunctioning is awful for ajax. (this take was sponsored by sustainer!!!)

it was literally just all these weird assumptions that abyss bad so narwhal from abyss (that aged well lmao) also bad ajax is a helpless baby fish being lured by the seductive calls of his narwhal to the dark side. and so on

and then turns out hes the one attacking the narwhal on sight 💀💀 if only we couldve foreseen his desire to fight the being he encountered during his time in the abyss once they meet again from something like idk his own voicelines that have been there since 1.1..... but alas 😔

[phoenixkaptain]

FNAF is so intriguing because it has the duality I crave in all media I consume…

It has murder. Horror. Large beasts with rows and rows of sharp teeth and claws. A fundamentally tragic story underlining everything, a story about loss and vengeance and trying and failing. There are legitimately horrifying ideas and scenes. There are scenes that send shivers down your spine and there are images that are brutal and the entire experience is set up to unnerve you, to make you uneasy. It does this so well. From the ambient noises to the music, the whole thing is primed to maks you uncomfortable, even if you never get jumpscared once. It’s fear of the unknown, fear of what you can imagine, fear of what your mind chooses to fill in the gaps with…

But also! Freddy has a cute lil tophat! Foxy as he’s trying to sneak out of Pirate’s Cove is so funny! Shadow Bonnie appears in Ultimate Custom Night just to turn off the lights and smile at you for ten seconds! Over half the known characters (who are not animatronics) are British people living in Utah (of all the places)! Helpy exists! Mr. Hippo rambles! Happy Frog!!! The literal trash! The jar of pickles!! Old man consequences, just a weird-lookin guy (is he an alligator? What’s up with he face?) fishin in the depths.

And that’s just stuff that happened before even the VR game came out! This game series is insane, man, it’s nuts, it’s absolutely wild, it always has been, the murderer is literally a yellow bunny, like, come on, that’s objectively hilarious, he’s killed by his own hubris and stuck in a rabbit costume for the rest of his life and his afterlife. He has to deal with DeeDee singing “How un-for-tu-nate~!” for the rest of eternity, that’s so fucking funny, dude.

It also has the added benefit of making people so upset because people decide to spend time debating the gender of robots. Like??? It’s so funny. “Bonnie’s a girl! Mangle’s a boy! Mangle’s a girl! Funtime Foxy is a girl!” My darling, none of them have genders, they are robots. We only perceive them as gendered because of a long history of contributing certain physical traits to an outdated binary system of gender. Why must the robots have gender? They don’t have to. They are robots. But by God, the discourse is funny.

The series is funny. The Nightmare Animatronics are comically terrifying. Bonnie doesn’t abide by the laws of physics. The Puppet’s walk-cycle in VR is a thing that really exists. FNAF World is adorable and I want to give all of the cutesy animatronics a hug. Mangle is absurdly huggable for a mess of wires. Michael literally became a flesh suit, regurgitated the endo-skeleton living inside of his body (one of the ghosts within being his own fucking sister), then just gets back up. “Father, I should be dead. Pretty sure that should have killed me. Convinced that most people would have died from this experience. Really, it’s a feat of scientific marvel that I’m still alive, if you think about it.”

William Afton, stuck in a bunny suit behind a wall, listening as the perfect test subject for research on remnant is just standing there, talking about how weird it is that he’s alive (“and purple, Father, I didn’t know- I kind of look like a blueberry”): “This is why I kill children.”

FNAF is so fucking funny and terrifying and tragic and funny, again, all at once, and the time-traveling ballpit is only a small part of that hilarity.

[thatdeadaquarius]

A TAG GAME?! :O :D !!

✨️💙✨️

♡ 3 Lovely Ships:

Soukoku (i just think theyre so ✨️silly✨️ & couples that are @ war r my fav so- 🥰) also i recently discovered MANGA soukoku??!?!?! like theyre literally

✨️🍒🍑🍓🩹🩸💀🔫🏳️‍🌈🚔🗡🍉🍊🍋✨️ <- this

EraserMic THIS SHIP HAS BEEN IN MY BRAIN SINCE THE YEAR THE DAMN ANIME CAME OUT, IN THE YEAR OF YOU, OUR CREATOR 2016 I THINK 😭 (sagau ref lol)

IVE LITERALLY CEMENTED THEM SO HARD AS MY GAY DADS THAT I FUCKING FORGOT THEYRE NOT CANON- i get confused when theyre on screen and not more coupley 💀 biggest comfort ship <3

Myself / the near entirety of Genshin Impact Playable Characters LMAOO IM A POLYAMOROUS SL*T IDK WHAT U WANT FROM MEEEE-

♡ First Ship:

Wow, back in ye olden days.. hmm... i wanna say Sasuke/Naruto lmao, I DIDNT REALIZE HUT I HEARD THE WORST NEWS EVER RECENTLY THAT IT WAS ORIGINALLY A BL INSTEAD OF AN ACTION THINGY AND THEY WOULDVE DATED 😭😭

♡ Last Song:

Labour by Paris Paloma! Im so fucking obsessed it just embodies the entirety of Feminine Rage I need- and how hard women work all the fucking time!

(Idk ig this is part of the template but-)

Live, Laugh, Love Hatsune Miku too

@fandangotales lol

♡ Last Movie:

Cocaine Bear!

Kinda cgi gory, mostly gross, sometimes i gagged 😭, watched it in theaters and it was so hilarious tho, the dialogue was like, super natural too! Like realistic jokes i would make in those situations lmao

Hope i can write dialogue that natural one day :O

♡ Currently Reading:

The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System!

I fucking love this light novel (AND ITS ARTIST?! I SAW IT IN A BOOKSTORE AFTER KNOWINF THEM OFF TWITTER AND WAS IN SHOCK-)

♡ Currently Watching:

Bungou Stray Dogs & Saving 80,000 Gold In Another World For My Retirement!

♡ Currently Consuming:

Some fucking stellar Boba teas from my local shop in town! I got a sort of strawberry frozen one with whip cream and mango jelly stars + lychee popping pearls And my quintessential Thai Tea w/classic tapioca my beloved <3

Yes... I am a fancy drink bitch 😔, now you all know my secret

♡ Currently Craving:

God who wouldn't I kill for some pasta rn, like penne with the sauce and the cheeseeee UGH 😫 </3

♡ HAHA IM TAGGING:

(no pressure babes!)

@mists-reading-nook (UR SOLDIER/POET/KING WORSHIP IS CONSUMING MY WORLDBUILDING HEART- I CHECK TO SEE IF U EVER POST ANYTHING/POST ABT KING BC ILY UR WRITING SM<3)

@lonelyrosegold (i just found u but i rlly loved ur background music about Linked Universe, which I also just found out about lmao)

@bk-4-trash-fire (the OG, the SUPREME, My Liege 😌✨️ ur actually one of the first ppl that rotred my brain over genshin sagau! Thank u for all ur cool ideas that i may or may not write an entire short story abt some day lmao! The Possession AU i made was partially inspired by you!<3)

@intothegenshinworld (new for me but awesome writer!! I cant wait to see more of ur stuff!)

@chocogi (UR PUPPETEER AU PARTIALLY INSPIRED MY POSSESSION AU! thanks for the cool content!!)

♡

@fandangotales & @undecidingfate

THANK YOU BOTH?! FOR THE TAG 😭 It sounds silly but ive never gotten tagged for these things before & i was so happy to see it ;u; !!

More asks answered/posts to come my fellow zodiac signs!!

Safe travels,

💀♒️

[grigori77]

CRITICAL ROLE, Campaign 3 Episode 31

Imogen takes a sneaky peek. And 2 points of psychic damage. Nearly goes down because SHE DIDN'T TAKE A SHORT REST!!!

Fearne (about Morrie): "Did you guys ever date?" Ira: "No. She has standards."

"Ludinus?! You fucker." The Cerberus Assembly are in on this shit?

What's with this forcefield shit? The Nightmare King's not being very trustworthy and I never thought I would ever say that ...

Oh, he gone. The prick.

Chetney: "Let's shove letters in where the crown was and see if we can see anything." Sam: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

MOON CITY!!! UNDER THE WEBBING!!!

"Were there parks? Was it a nice place?"

Hondir got the skinny on the cage! The Divine Gate? This is Pre-Calamity God stuff ...

Oh wait ... the experimenting on werewolves ... we forgot about that too ...

Ashton just smashed the lens and NOBODY NOTICED FOR THREE MINUTES!!!

Laudna: "What the fuck Ashton?!"

Matt: "Back in the old D&D days Taliesin would have gotten experience points for that.

Call him ... Mr Calibur ...

Sack of gems. Laura pockets it IMMEDIATELY. This is the most classic Vex'ahlia thing she's done for ages.

Marisha: "I try to haaaaa my breathe on the blank paper, National Treasure style." Taliesin: "Does her breath even heat up like that?"

Oh shit, could Joe work out how to work this telescope? Whoa, wait ... DANCER?!!! Fuck ... that's right ...

Chetney gets wood talking about Dwendallian wood.

Orym: "Well I don't know much --" Sam and Travis, singing: "Don't know much, but I know I love you ..."

Chetney: "If we go talk to Treshi about all these gods and stuff he's gonna think we're idiots." Laudna: "I mean we are ...."

I love how Laudna's still giving Ashton shit about the lens.

Imogen: "What if I keep licking the paper?" Chetney: "I think it takes more than that but you can keep doing it for MY pleasure."

Birdie (about Fearne): "I mean how could you NOT fall in love with this cute ... TAAAAALLLL young woman?"

Laudna: "Something that's been bothering me ..." Chetney: "Your scalp?"

Okay ... so Imogen and FCG are looking into Birdie and Ollie's minds ... why am I so worried about this?

Ollie's memories of Ira are sort of ... smeary?

Matt: "So I'd say as you're both holding hands ... or tongues ..."

Seriously guys DO NOT BREAK OLLIE'S MIND!!!

Taliesin: "Just carve your names in his thalamus." Sam: "FCG was here."

Shit ... Ira just BROKE them, didn't he? :(

The music box ... Birdie: "Ollie, look what the scary little man made!"

Guys, just TAKE A LONG REST!!!

Good old Fred Boon ...

Yes! FCG got his 3 x 100 gold diamonds! Resurrection insurance for the win!

FCG: "You don't have to hit ALL your problems." Ashton: "I don't know, a lot of them need to be hit."

Fucking hell Orym and his scary high perception scores ...

Imogen casts Fly on Laudna. Orym finds it terrifying.

Beau returns in spirit ...

"Curiosity" on a stone, in Sylvan. Travis: "Passion on a biscuit."

Laudna: "Want to go for a ride?" Chetney: "Oh my god ... TAKE ME." Matt: "I just want you remind you it only lasts for ten minutes."

Taliesin rolls a 9 on an investigation check. Basically Ashton just TRASHES Ira's room.

Imogen and Fearne have a heart to heart about her parents. FCG: "Is there therapy going on over here?"

Fearne (in the sweetest voice): "Oh I'm mad. I'm very mad. I'm so mad I'm thinking very very bad things."

Chetney gives Fearne a doll. An ACTUAL doll. From Travis. How the fuck?

Ashton: "Are we fucking parents up? I wanna hit a parent!"

Okay, seriously, the way Fearne is so sweet when she says dark things ... I really do wonder if she's a psychopath sometimes.

Fearne: "I have a child." The whole group is SPEECHLESS. Fearne: "He shoots fire." Them (and me): "Oh, she means Mister."

They name the doll Caviar. Yeah ...

Pate arranges a potential threesome with Caviar. Oh my fucking god ...

Orym is worried about the psychological wellbeing of all these puppets. Me too, Orym. Me too.

Imogen really IS the leader of this group. Orym isn't the knly one who sees it. "I know leadership. " Gods yes he does.

KEYLETH OF THE AIR ASHARI!!! THE VOICE OF THE TEMPEST, PEOPLE!!!

Liam: "I did not just Hadouken you in the V." Matt: "KO."

FCG casts sending to Dancer. She sounds like she doesn't know who the fuck she's talking to and sounds haunted as hell. He doesn't have a spell slot to respond. SHIT.

HOLY FUCK Laura, where the hell did that belch come from?

Ashley, are you really gonna touch the purple rock right now? Ashley, looking at Matt: "Oh god he's got THAT LOOK on his face."

Wow ... Ashley's guide to how to be a chaos gremlin continues.

Holy shit, that might be the best Twitch Subscription ad yet ... XD

Oh thank god, finally a long rest.

Fearne: "Where did you get it (the hair)?" Laudna: "Oh, I know where he got it."

OH FUCK!!! Fearne managed to trigger Delilah's return! Shit! Ashley, what hath thou wrought?

Seriously, Laudna, you should not be encouraging this! Delilsh IS NOT a devil you want sitting on your shoulder.

Snitches get stitches. Be witches. End up in ditches.

Notes = chaos.

Oh fuck ... FCG tries to contact Dancer again and it seems like xhe's SCARED of him, that he DID SOMETHING to her. And then he takes FOUR POINTS of ... something. Matt won't say what. This is BAD.

He BREAKS. Literally. Like TOTALLY, andnearly takes Imogen with him as she tries to work out what just happened to him. WHAT THE FUCK?!!!

Chetney tries to fix him. By HITTING HIM WITH A HAMMER.

Sam: "I ... I guess I'll just buzzsaw him."

OH SHIT!!! MURDERBOT!!!

FCG casts Spiritual Weapon. As a WOOD CHISEL. Chetney: "Turn him off!"

FCG: "Why don't you shut up! Why don't you shut the hell up!"

Matt: "Everybody roll initiative." The group: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!"

Matt: "FCG's normally white eyes are a venomous red." The group: "Oh shit!" Taliesin: "FCG's Ruidusborn!" Matt: "I got news for you bitches. YOU'RE ALL RUIDUSBORN!!!"

Marisha: "I inflict 50 points of damage." Matt: "Well I should ask you ... how do you want to do this?" Sam: "Um ... I have 56 hit points." "Oh, I guess I was looking at the wrong character sheet."

SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?!!! LAUDNA, NOOOOOOO!!!

Ashley: "I will cast Heat Metal." Matt: "How do YOU want to do this?"

No, FCG is TRANSFERRING his suffering to Fearne and Imogen.

Okay ... seriously, is it over?

Laura: "Okay, I'm gonna cast calm emotions on this WHOLE FUCKING BUBBLE!!!"

Ashton: "All right, I am watching you all like a fucking hawk."

Orym hoists him upside down. They wake him up and ... FCG is back to normal. He has NO FUCKING CLUE what just happened.

Oh sweet fucking god ... IS THIS what happened back at the cave before Ashton found FCG?

Wow ... Ashton just rolled a 21 for intelligence?

It's hilarious that Chetney was actually IMPRESSED by all that violence.

THE RETURN OF WHITESTONE ANDY!!!

Everybody's a powderkeg. Except Orym. Ashton finds it kind of irritating.

Imogen: "FCG, you're a person with some serious trauma." FCG: "Thank you."

Chetney uses Minor Image to show FCG what he looked like during the episode. FCG: "That's horrifying." Chetney: "It's your ultimate form."

Imogen: "Hey, this is like a warning. If he goes all limp and staticky we don't HIT HIM IN THE HEAD!!!"

Y'know, Orym's right, this episode has just been all about the whole group being a personal MESS.

Imogen (to Chetney): "I know you enjoy it when you wolf out." Chetney: "EVERYBODY enjoys it."

Imogen: "I'm willing to kill all of you if it means protecting the rest of us." Orym: "You're dead to me."

Whoa ... it was Pussy's buzzsaw ... which is ANOTHER thing I never thought I would ever say ...

Laudna: "She (Delilah) wanted the rock. The one Sashimi gave birth to."

Awwwwww ... finally some more quality Imodna content. Yay!

God damn it, the whole group just went through the wringer in this one. Holy fuck, Matt!

[spookymultimedia]

Horror movie night

Jim watches the first SAW movie with his lovers, Pam and Dwight. He underestimates how scary the film is.

CW: vauge descriptions of fake movie gore

Pam sat cross legged on the couch and held Jim's hands, smoothing his arms and giving his hand a tight squeeze. His arms and legs wrapped around her waist as he leaned his face into her shoulder. They assured him that he didn't need to watch Saw with her and Dwight that night. But he insisted that it didn't look that scary. It was just some puppet with goofy little tricks. It was a corny plot. He was sure he would be fine but there were 30 minutes left in the movie and Jim was a little less than brave.

Dwight patted his back with a firm hand whenever Jim shut his eyes. He could leave anytime but he decided to stay. He needed to know what would happen to Adam and Gordon. When Adam used the toilet lid he squeezed their waist and trembled. "Gross." He mumbled. She giggled.

"Beesly what the fuck?"

"I'm sorry, it's just. I know it's just a trash bag with fake blood in it. It's really cool that they pulled so much off with such a small budget. It's really resourceful. I'm obsessed with the props in this movie." She squeezed his hand and petted his leg.

"Is it over yet?" Jim groaned from their shoulder.

"Not yet, there's still-"

"Shhh!" Dwight nudged them on the side.

She giggled and bit her lip, trying to keep the ending to herself. They had watched the movie thousands of times. It was much more fun to watch with someone who hadn't seen it.

When the allegedly dead guy stood up Jim gasped. "What the fuck. . .what the actual fuck? Is that a zombie?"

"He was never dead, Jim. He tricked them. He was the mastermind all along." Dwight explained, wide eyed and ecstatic.

"Holy shit." He mumbled, Dwight rubbed his shoulder. He closed his eyes as Adam met his doom. He lost. The game, and movie, was over. Jim let Pam go and flopped over onto Dwight’s shoulder. "God. . ."

"Did you like it?" Pam looked over at him. Dwight put an arm around Jim, who was pale and a little shaken up. "That was a lot. ." He moaned. Dwight kissed his head, "It's over now. I'm surprised you watched that whole thing."

"I can't believe how much they could do with just a couple of cheap cameras, a dingy bathroom, and cheap craft supplies." Pam said dreamily and smiled wide at Dwight.

"Would you ever like to create a set like that?" He asked as Jim crawled into his lap and wrapped his arms around Dwight's neck, burying his face into his chest. He moved his arms to rest them on Jim's back.

"Yeah, in 9th grade me and some guy friends in the neighborhood made this little haunted house with a shed in the backyard for Halloween. We had used paper mache to make a decapitated head. Our hands were stained red from creating the blood out of cornstarch, water and food coloring but it was worth it. It was really convincing in the dark."

"Wow, you and I should do something like that for the office. We could do a Saw theme."

"I could make a reverse bear trap out of foam, sticks and paint!" They bounced in their seat excitedly.

"Oh absolutely you could." He looked down at Jim. "You okay there?"

He groaned. Dwight petted his upper back and neck and rocked him gently.

"Shhh," He usually did this with infants but he was sure it would work on his boyfriend too. He settled into Dwight's touch and relaxed. "Have you seen a horror movie before Jim?"

He shook his head against him.

"Oh," He kissed his head.

"I feel sick just thinking about it." He mumbled.

"Shhh," He ran his hand through his hair. "Think about something nice."

"Like what?"

"Um, jello?"

"Mmmmm."

"Why do use jello in pranks so much Jim?"

"One summer, my brothers had put my lidded money jar in jello. I heard the ice cream truck and they told me to use my own money, which was on the porch in jello. When I tried to pull it out the orange stuff got all over me." Jim giggled at the memory. "I was twelve years old. I got so mad that I cried. I didn't even get to buy ice cream. So I stole the cheap trick from them."

Dwight was still rocking him gently, "Oh that is so evil." He chuckled.

Pam smiled at them and leaned against the couch.

"Do you like eating jello?"

"Yeah, I like it when it's cold, like really cold. I like the blue kind. I always hated the orange or lemon flavored kinds." He yawned against Dwight and buried himself into his shoulder.

"You think you can sleep tonight?"

"I hope so." Jim mumbled.

"Do you want to cuddle?" Pam suggested.

"Yeah." He sat up and got up from Dwight's lap and made his way to him and Pam's room with his lovers. He crawled into bed and moved the covers away, curling into bed. Dwight spooned his backside, using an arm to hug him close. Pam turned a lamp on, turned out the lights and laid facing Jim. He paced his hand on their waist and smiled wide when she touched his cheek. She kissed him a bit before snuggling up to him. Jim could not move at all. He was surrounded.

"Do you want me to keep the lamp on tonight?" Pam asked seriously. Dwight was already passed out, snoring against him with his leg tangled into his.

"Yeah."

"Okay." She kissed his forehead before settling in to sleep. Jim slept just fine.

[sonata-stigmata]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

when asked what they'd do with immortality most people talk about learning every language or collecting rare antiques but if we're being totally honest? i would immediately do every drug imaginable

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#4

i'm going to open up a nursery but for all the little fucked up horror babies. easerhead baby, tiny jigsaw puppet, rosemary winters, silent hill god fetus, outlast fake baby, and pt sink baby all lined up in identical pink cribs for nap time

3,886 notes - Posted April 14, 2022

#3

the batman (2022) directed by matt reeves

4,639 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

#2

LOVE the set design in the new batman movie. they said fuck that penthouse, white walled, all glass mansion shit, bruce wayne lives in dracula's castle

33,719 notes - Posted March 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

funniest thing about horror games is when they're like "you can hide in here by the way :) why would you need to hide? don't even worry about it bro" and then you turn around and a fucked up guy is coming at you like this

39,402 notes - Posted March 31, 2022

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[human-monokuma]

Heartbreak and Manipulation

*Monokuma wakes up on the floor. He looks around and found himself at what looked like a destroyed airport. He was hurt as well as he struggled to stand back up.*

"D-Damn it.....Have to.....warn....the others......" *Monokuma finds his arm, picks it up, and starts limping along as he tries to find his way to Future Foundation HQ. As he does so, he sees something that shocks him. He sees his creator, Junko standing in the middle of the road.* "Junko! J-Junko!" *Monokuma limps towards her.* "Junko....Someone.....Someone's.....Someone after me and....my family....I need your help....If he's allowed...to keep roaming th-" *Suddenly, Junko takes out a gun and shoots Monokuma in the arm. Monokuma screams in pain as he drops to a knee.* "Junko! W-What's going on!?"

"Damn...And I was aiming fro the head too...."

"W.....What.....? What are you talking about!? W-Why would you shoot me!? I didn't do anything-"

"Exactly. you didn't do anything. In fact, you haven't done anything of worth in the past two years. I expected so much better from a defective piece of trash like you. And before you start gasping from shock, you're most likely wondering what I'm talking about, yes?" *Monokuma, too stunned by what he heard, barely makes a move.*

"Oh come on....The least you can do is say a yes or no.....God, this is the worst.....To think that this was my greatest creation.....What a joke....."

"So I'll take your silence as a yes! You see, my stupid little cub, I have decided to finally get rid of you myself! You see, when I built you, i thought that you would be able to carry my legacy of despair! Ruining lives, breaking people's spirits, and even worse. So you can imagine how....disappointed I was when I first found you in such a pathetic state at that eyesore of a bar. Seriously. I felt like vomiting."

"But....but....."

"Oh don't you start with that dumbass 'mommy' crap. God hearing that shit over and over and over again. And you wonder why I went into hiding. I couldn't stand staring at you. Jesus christ, how can anyone stand being around you? Not even Sayaka could stand you."

"W-What are you talking about!? S-Sayaka loves me! You love me! This....This has to be another nightmare! It has to be! I won't believe it!" *Monokuma starts biting his own arm, hard. He's trying to wake himself up.* "WHY!? WHY ISN'T THIS NIGHTMARE ENDING!?"

"OH but this is all but a dream, foolish naive! This is reality, and we decree that your existance is no longer necessary! The same goes for all those who you thought cared for you! Truly, you are a foolish bear!"

"P....P.....Prove.....Prove it! I-I fucking dare you to prove it!" *Monokuma's starting to panic. He couldn't believe his eyes nor believe what he's hearing. All these years of love and comfort, a lie? No way. it can't be! It's not true he thinks. With a cruel smile, Junko snaps her fingers, summoning monobots carrying big TV screens and recorders. All of which turn on all that Monokuma hears were the worst things he could hear.*

Sayaka: "What a stupid gullible bear, that Monokuma. All it took a little kindness and I have him wrapped around my finger like the puppet he is."

Rin: "What a disgusting creature that bear is. The only reason why I tolerate him is because he's at least good in bed. A decent stress reliever at best."

Mikado: "To think that loser was Junko Enoshima's greatest creation. No wonder they replaced him with Monocrow. What a joke."

Tori: "God, why does that freak keep bothering me!? When will he learn to leave me alone!?"

Gintoki: "Mindless moron."

Percy: "Hopeless idiot!"

Me: "Scrap......metal.....!"

Makoto: "Fowl demon bear....I'll never forgive him!" *Monokuma covered his ears. What he was seeing, what he was hearing, he couldn't believe it. He starts to tear up more and more, wanting the voices to stop. Wanting all of these horrible torture to stop. What's going on? This can't be the truth. This can't be real. Not after everything he's done. Not after everything they've been through together. Was it...Was it all truly a lie? Was it all truly an act? Was everyone just using him for their own selfish purposes? He couldn't understand anything about what was going on. But what he sees next....destroys him completely. He falls silent. He stares at the screen hearing everything he hears from the TV. He's...in shock. Flabbergastes. He felt...his world completely shatter into pieces.*

"Youch! That must've been super painful to watch! Do tell me that it was painful!" *No response. Junko crouches near Monokuma and starts condesendingly poking him in the head.* "Hellloooooo~? Anyone hoooommmmme~? Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" *She continues to poke Monokuma's cheek constantly, only to be met with no response.*

"OI! Listen to our creator when she's talking to you, bucko! If you don't respond right now then you're going to die!" *Still no response.*

"Have it your way. I have no more use for a worthless machine like you anyway. You can thank everyone for allowing me this chance to get rid of you. Your role in our stories is done. You're no longer needed nor wanted. You never were wanted. Puhuhuhuhu~." *Junko snaps her fingers, causing the monobots surrounding Monokuma to take out bazookas and aim them straight at him.*

"Oh I can only imagine the amount of heartbreaking despair you must be going through~! The soul crushing truth that you've been absolutely ignorant to! Sucks to be you~! I'm almost jealous~! Oh well! Them's the breaks! Good bye, defect~!" *Junko snaps her fingers as the bazookas' fire upon Monokuma. A huge explosion erupts from the fire ammo. The dust clears, showing a hole where Monokuma once stood. He must've made that hole to escape.*

"Of course he's on the run...Go after him! Make sure he's deader than a door nail!" *The monokumas goes down the hole and gives chase to their prey as Junko changes back to her original self.*

"Hehehe. This is so much more fun than messing with that stupid Monodam." *Deji takes out her phone and calls someone.* "He's heading your way. Good luck." *She hangs up.* "Hehehe. 'Poor Monokuma. Abandoned and betrayed by the one he loved most.' What an idiot. Hahahahaha!" *The cruel manipulative shape shifter walks away. Meanwhile with Monokuma, he was hiding in the sewers, gritting his teeth as he tried to force his arm back into place. He was breathing heavily as he is able to force his arm back into place. He slowly starts to tear up, heartbroken by the 'truth' that 'Junko' callously threw at him. Everything. Everything he's been through. Everything he's endured. Everything he's done for them. They were using him all along. All for their own gain and amusement. He began to growl in anger. To think that after all this time, he was this oblivious to the truth. His anger began to grow, his red eye glows with fury, and his desire for payback grows. Especially on the one who fucked him over the most. He's on the verge of snapping into despair mode when the monobots finds hims and rushes at him to kill him. Monokuma is about to fight back when suddenly the monobots all explode in a wall of flames. Monokuma looks shocked as someone walks past the flames, stopping a foot away from him. Monokuma brings out his claws ready to defend himself as the person takes out a flower and blows it. A gentle and healing fog passes by Monokuma, repairing him. He looked surprised by this, shocked by what happened.*

"Who are you? Tell me!"

"Yeesh. I help you out and this is how you react? Oh well." *The man removes his mask.*

"My name is Aiguo, a kitsune from the hidden valley."

"And what does a kitsune want with me? You really want to start shit?"

"Sheesh. No need to be so angry. I'm just trying to help you get payback."

"......Payback.....?"

"I know I don't look like it, but I am an avid lover of despair myself, more than you think. And I see great potential in you. More than your 'oh-so-loving' creator could understand. She may not see your value, but I do."

"So basically what I'm hearing is that you want to work with me, right? Why should I work with you? What would I gain out of it?"

"Like I said."

"Payback. Come on, Monokuma. Don't you wish for vengenace against those who humilated? Why not go above and beyond? We can show this world what true despair is like. Reduce it all to ash and put them all through absolute hell....Doesn't that sound.....exciting?" *Monokuma stood there in silence.* "You are...the Ultimate despair after all. Don't you think it's high time to truly inherit that title?" *After a long silence of thought, a familiar, despairing, and sadistic smile forms on Monokuma's face.*

"Alright...Let's do it....! Time for the rust to come off this old bear....Properly....Puhuhuhu....!!!" *He turns around and offers his hands to Aiguo. As this happens, Monochi is sitting in a fancy room watch this from a crystal ball.*

"Pipipipi~! Looks like everything's going according to plan. Pipipipipi~! This is going to be gooooooooooood~! Don't you agree, Boy of despair?"

".........." *Achlys looks at the crystal ball.* "(Monokuma. Being fooled like this by these chumps. You have my sympathy.)"

[reveromantique]

☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up

manhandling starters

This isn't real. This isn't happening. This isn't real. This isn't happening.

Once upon a time, he'd gone willingly. Once upon a time, the dream had carried him through a veil of darkness, once upon a time, he had thought he'd known everything there was to know in the world.

Once upon a time, he'd thought monsters only roamed the fields and plains, the sky and sea.

Once upon a time, like all stories start, Seifer Almasy had been a boy. A stupid, reckless, newly-minted eighteen-year-old boy in a profession where most people died young or retired with half their limbs missing.

Once upon a time, he hadn't known what it was like to have someone living in your head like a virus, mutating, replicating, taking over every aspect of his body, his mind, until he'd become a monster, too, a puppet of one on strings dangling from wicked claws.

Seifer wishes that story would go back in its book, so he could burn it, and pretend this had never happened.

Instead, she approaches like the worst kind of ghost.

"Stay where you are."

Go away. Go back to hell. Die. Let him kill her himself this time, except his feet are rooted to the ground, only his stupid tongue in his stupid head managing to do anything at all, shouting at her to go the fuck back from the pit that spawned her.

She does not stop.

Ultimecia stops for no one, for nothing, and her wings drag along the ground.

(Something in him roils, rears, screams for her approval, tossed at him like scraps. He doesn't even know if you can break a knighting, even if she'd cast him out, out with the trash.

Call me a young revolutionary, my ass.)

She touches his face, talon against his lips, and Seifer, oh, god, Seifer freezes, his entire body as tense as a live wire.

(And he knows, deep down in his core where he doesn't ever go, that if she had touched his cheek, he would have leaned into her hand.)