my thoughts on spooky month 6
copy pasted from a page and a half of google doc. crying. spoilers inbound.putting it under the cut cuz its super long. also swear warning.
Ok to start off LILA. LILA MY GAL NO UR DOING UR BEST AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Im crying im actually fucginf crying. She's trying. So hard. Skid is trying so hard. THEY'RE DOING THEIR BEST PLEASEEEEE. Father Gregor can go EAT SHIT. THEY'RE TRYING AND THAT'S WHAT COUNTS GODDAMNIT.
Susie… Susie no… please… she deserves better istgggggg. What happened to their parents? Are they actually just busy? Are they DEAD? Holy shit what if they're dead. Poor Pump, poor Susie, god please just let these kiddos be ok. PLEASE. ABUELO WONDER IS TYING SO HARD BUT SUSIE KNOWS IT ISN'T REALLY FROM HER PARENTS IM CRYING. SUSIE NOOOOOO
FATHER GREGOR I HATE YOU. ok well he obvs did some good but STILL. GREGOR. STFU GREGOR. I get that hes trying but U CANT JUST SAY ALL THAT SHIT ABOUT JUDGEMENT AND THEN JUDGE HER HER FUCKING HOUSE GOT BROKEN INTO!! YOU DONT HAVE THE FUCKING CONTEXT!!!! ARGHFDGHJSGHJKAGHSD. Also DAMN IS HE A CULTIST NOW?? IS HE DEAD?? WHAT?!?!?!
ROYYYYYY ROY MY BOI NOOOOOO poor guy :( i understand why he hates the kids they DID kinda ruin him so. At least he knows theyre trying now :( and ross n rob just ASSUME he did something bad isnt helping here!!!! I get that theyre also trying to help him and its nice to see him opening up to them about stuff (even if we dont get to know what specifically PELO WHY) but PLEASE get this kid an anger management class or smthn PLEASE. He needs SO MUCH THERAPY. I dont think hes gonna get therapy because im pretty sure his parents are Part Of The Problem but STILL. Also FUCKER LITERALLY GOT POSSESED BY A DEMON?????? THATS GOTTA BE TRAUMATIC TF
Side note i love ross and robert dearly and i appreciate them doing their best to help on both sides i love them smmmmmm AUGH
KEVIN AND RADFORD FRIENDSHIP REALLLLLLLLLL i am SO fucking happy about that!!!! Also Kevin having conflicted feelings on the kids FAIR. Similar thing to Roy except hes an adult with a semi-functional support network and is able to understand that theyre just dumb kids and they dont actually mean any harm. He’s harsher on the hatzgang cuz theyre teens and old enough to know stealing is wrong but Skid n Pump are little kiddos they dont know better. Also him disapproving of father gregor REAL THO. also HE GOT POSSESSED TOO?? TRAUMA CENTRAL HOLY SHIT
PATTY DESERVES TO HAVE A GUN ACTUALLY. Also JOHN ANGST JOHN ANGST JOHN ANGST! IS HIS KID DEAD? IS HIS DAUGHTER OK HOLY SHIT. ALSO THEM HELPING THE KIDS PROPERLY IM CRYIG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
WHAT WAS EVERMORE DOING WITH THE HOBOMEN???? HELLO??????
I SAW THAT CULT NECKLACE UNDER IGNACIOS SHIRT. I FUCKING SAW IT. CALLED IT BITCH!!!!!!
Rick just has the WORST luck lmao
STREBER IS ALIVE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOO
DEXTER NO PLEASE AUGH…… HIS MOM TOO……
JAUNE AND ROSS’S DAD… HE'S REAL HE EXISTS!! I get ur trying jaune but that is NOT the best way to comfort poor lila… AT LEAST SHES TRYING THO I APPRECIATE HER
THE ENTIRE NEWGROUNDS ENDING?? THE THIEVES AND THE CANDY DEALER IN CAHOOTS WITH THE CULT???? HELLO??????
MOLOCH IS GONE. he deserved it but also THE KIDS ARE SO SAD ABOUT IT? Like they don't really get it but they just watched someone they thought was their friend DIE. HOLY SHIT.
finally. SKID AND PUMP. KIDDOS NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Ok for real tho theyre so much more self aware than the fandom and bulk of the show give them credit for?? Like Skid is VERY aware of his dad being dead/possibly missing and legit just doesn’t wanna talk about it. He knows what death is and he finds fun in it to cope. My poor sweet boyo… and PUMP. PUMP ANSWERING THE CALL AUGHHHHHH HE WANTS HIS PARENTS BACK IM CRYING. SUSIE AND ABUELO ARE DOING THEIR BEST AND HE'S TRYING SO HARD AND AAAAAAAAAAUGH. Also him getting possessed by Moloch while having Star-Eyes basically debunks the theory of the Star-Eyes being a form of possession which is FASCINATING. Anyway that scene with Susie and Pump got me misty eyed and then during the ending with Skid and Lila i actually genuinely started crying. I just want them to be happy. Please let them be happy. Please. PLEASE.
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omg my first platonic fic
this is a platonic showmaker & chovy (& faker) runeterra au with proplayers as league of legends champions (kindred). i used a lot of league of legends canonical lore and then spun it with my own ideas :]
idk how tumblr works again but i realize I can do a lot more long form messages here so I will probably use this blog to put my thought process about writing fics? i will put that below, but it has spoilers so if u wanna check it out probably read the fic first !!
named after the sleep token song:
i chose this song to name it after this not only because the obvious kindred relation with "the eyes of the wolf / the mouth of the lamb" but also because of the other lyrics!
"for so long I have waited / so long that I almost became / just a stoic statue fit for nobody" is very much the grey man coded.
"the vicious cycle was over the moment you smiled at me" would talk about the creation of the kindred, and lamb and wolf. they are each others escape.
"i know i know the way that it goes / you get what you give / you reap what you sow" well... kindred. they give death, and... ok imma stfu.
"and just like the rain / you cast the dust into nothing / and wash out the salt from my hands / so touch me again /i feel my shadow dissolving / will you cleanse me with pleasure?" i think speaks to the relationship between lamb and wolf again.
"nobody can say for certain / if maybe it's all just a game / when I open my eyes to the future / I can hear you say my name" is what I perceive to be the kindred and the grey man's relationship. :>
in the end notes i vaguely touch on the idea of the "LCK Mid" which I think is one of thee most interesting dynamics in lolesports. I've been wanting to write plat fics for a while to sort of explore. in my eyes the holy trinity of the lck mid would be faker, chovy, and showmaker. man I love them. also my grammarly keeps autocorrecting showmaker to shoemaker and its so annoying lmao.
but anyway they r SO INTERESTING! in this fic i tried to include a lot of parallels, from how showmaker as lamb knows more than chovy as wolf—because chovy hasn't won anything internationally unlike showmaker has. chovy's more hungry, because he hasn't won a world championship yet. not to mention their relationship with faker—each having a diff specialization and aspect of their gameplay. showmaker has said many times about how he doesn't want to be the next faker so i made him despise the grey man here. with faker as the grey man i again use the whole "alone at the top" trope because... oh my god I'm a sucker for that. he's got everything, but everyone hates him, and he is lonely. plus my ending + the cyclic nature of the world/of the esports... faker will always be there. it will always come back to him. there will be other midlaners, but its always faker at the end, or so it seems.
anyway! i had a lot of fun writing this fic. it was very challenging and out of my comfort zone because it was platonic and abt people I haven't written about before, and because its a lot more... abstract? it relies on parallelism and reading between the lines. idk. my brain is dumb. i am also dumb. i just vomit words on a google doc and pray for the best.
if anyone has more questions u can ask here on tumblr or on retrospring. please be nice bc again tumblr scares me. i am easily scared.
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Random CU AU updates cuz I'm hella scared to do that on the other side blog for a reason.
The comic ( or some "art")
some parts will take a while to finish cuz half of the storyline needs to be organized and fixed a bit.
Once the comic is finished, they will be posted on the @tbgdotgp-au blog in case. Since I do post art in here too I don't mind reblogging them.
I can also insert the comic on the Google doc in case people struggle to find the blog. Will also be answering asks and rp ask thingy in there so don't worry!! I don't mind answering them here too.
The fanfic/story
Meanwhile the story...well it's still in the middle of progress. Due to lack of motivation and insecurities :(( I will make sure to give you guys updates about the Wattpad story. Well at least fanfic or either A03.
This also goes in the Google doc as well in case!
I don't mind sharing documents that show many folders like extra art and sneak peek as long you people don't....you know...I don't know if I can trust you guys--
The au and its idk storyline or sum
Silly reminder the AU was originally supposed to have the sequel (2nd story, which is in progress as well) but since the AU is very long as fuck. I don't know how many parts the AU has depending on how the story ends.
Few stuff has changed, sorta?? So people can stop fucking complaining and bitching so mhm by the way this au will ALWAYS have a warning so don't expect it to be "so cute and wholesome uwu". It's not. Stfu.
yeah that's all. :ppp
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J.M.K - studdy buddies
1.3k words, minors DNI
josh x fem!reader
WARNINGS: sub!josh, fem!dom, (m) virginity, dumbification
y/n: hurry up, we need to finish this project.
joshua: stfu i'm omw
y/n: i'm not failing because of your ass. be here in 15 minutes or i'm kicking your ass.
you sighed and tossed your phone back down onto the bed. you had got paired with joshua kiszka. the class clown. he was one of the most obnoxious people you would've ever met. you were in college for fuck sakes and he still was acting like it was sophomore year of highschool.
you buried your face back into your history book. you needed to write an essay but joshua wouldn't fucking show up on time. you were rather fixated on your grades. college was fucking hard and you didnt want to repeat anything.
by the 20 minute mark, joshua had knocked on your dorm door. when you opened the door, you saw him with his backpack and all his books.
"you're 5 minutes late." your voice was cold.
"it's 5 minutes!"
"5 minutes we could've been working on this project."
"whatever man, where are we studying?" his voice sounded defeated.
"my room, it's this way."
down a short hallway and to the right was your room. the window was open, showing you a perfect overview of the entire campus with its shining lights.
once the two of you sat down on the floor, opening your books to the appropriate page.
"so, what do we need to do?"
"well, we're studying world war 2. we need to talk about how and why we entered world war 2, the jewish resistance during world war two and europe after the war."
josh nodded, trying to keep eye contact with you.
"so, i was thinking we could go back and forth with each paragraph, talking about each topic." you explained, scrolling through your class assignment on the shared google doc.
"okay, so..america entered-" you sighed when you saw josh on his phone.
"josh!! are you even listening?!?"
"yes! yes i am!"
"can't listen if you're on your damn phone."
"whatever. why did america enter world war 2?"
you groaned and laid on your stomach, pushing your limbs out into a stretch.
the two of you continued talking about various different topics about the war. although josh was getting his work done efficiently, he kept getting distracted.
"josh? what's distracting you? do we have a problem?"
"no..it's uhm-..no it's nothing" he said, a blush slowly creeping up his neck.
"are you sure? doesn't look like it."
you finally caught what was causing all the issues. you watched him take in a small look at your tits.
"oh..joshua. are my tits a distraction?"
"its- no…no i think-"
"no? hm..that's weird, it seems like it."
"no no no i was just thinking…about…the assignment."
"joshua, you're blushing harder than i've ever seen before."
he didn't say anything, just looked away.
"do you wanna touch me josh? wanna touch my tits?"
"i've…i've never.."
"never what joshy? never touched a pretty girl?"
he shook his head no. you cleared the books out of your way and scooted closer to him. at this point you could whisper into his ear.
"go ahead, touch me, josh."
you grabbed his hand and led it up to your chest, slowly hovering over your tit. he looked up into your eyes, anxiety prominent in them.
"don't worry, my sweet boy. i wont hurt you." your voice was low in his ear, making his dick jump in his pants.
he slowly felt more comfortable and groped at them.
"is-is that okay? i don't-"
"it's fine joshy, I'm not gunna break."
he nodded and squeezed a bit harder, groaning when he did so.
"they're so soft"
"such a good boy, tell mama how good they feel."
he whined and pushed his dick up into the air. you took the hint and dragged a finger over the outline of his clothed cock.
you crawled into his lap and gave a small peck to his lips.
"is this okay, joshy?"
he swallowed hard and nodded. the poor boy under you sounded as if he just got done running a marathon. he was so out of breath you were sure he came in his pants already.
your eyes lit up with an idea. you slowly dragged your hands to the bottom of your shirt, bringing it up just a tiny bit to get to the clamp of your bra. you swiftly undid your bra, dropping it between your and josh's body.
"look, feel how soft." you practically whispered, grabbing his hand once again, placing it on your chest.
"y/n..i-"
you knew he'd say some bullshit, so you decided to shut him up by kissing him. you put a hand on his face, bringing him in closer before pulling away. you couldn't help but for once be in awe about the man in front of you.
"my blushy boy" you said, running your thumb over his cheek. it wasn't hard to see josh's cock jumping every time you talked to him.
you took the hand that was on his cheek and slowly trailed it down his body, when finally your hand was once again over his dick.
"can i touch you, josh?" you leaned into his ear and whispered.
"please…please do"
you were quick with your movements, moving your bra out of the way and pulling his zipper down after unbuttoning his pants. you pulled his boxers down slightly, letting his cock jump out in its full glory.
it made your mouth water and your eyes go big.
"do you trust me, baby?"
he nodded his head quick, wanting to release already. you stood up, walking into your bathroom and grabbing a condom from one of the drawers.
as you walked back into the bedroom, you saw josh's hand on his cock.
you bent down, slapping his hand away and grabbed his face.
"if i'm not the one getting you off tonight, you're not getting to cum. do you understand?"
he weakly nodded and gave you a pleading look.
"you're so lucky i'm nice."
you got up, getting rid of your pants, showing the underwear you had on. they framed your ass perfect. you slowly took off the underwear, leaving you in your shirt. you straddled josh's lap on the floor and helped him take his shirt off and to free his cock just a bit more.
you took the condom off of where you had set it down, tearing the top of it off. you took the condom out and slowly rolled it onto his cock.
"such a pretty cock." you slowly aligned his cock to where itd slide in with ease. you sat down, taking your time to let josh adjust to the new feelings.
you could tell he kept staring at your tits.
"if you want them out, do it yourself." you slowly started to grind against his cock, putting your hands behind you to keep your balance.
josh dug his nails into your lower back, slowly inching their way up.
"do it, baby. don't be scared" you told him, out of breath.
his shaking hands lifted your shirt above your tits, showing the piercings you had in full view.
"oh my god- holy fuck"
he played around with your tits as he got closer and closer to cumming. eventually he got courage and started to fuck up into you. he wrapped his arms around your waist, using it to his best ability to push his cock into you.
once his thrusts got sloppy, you knew he was about to let go.
"do it, do it for me sweet boy. you're doing so well for me, aren't you?"
he nodded before pushing deep into your pussy, letting his cum fill up the condom. you came soon after, the last thrust being just what you needed to finish.
you both were a heaving mess, chests falling and rising with each deep breath you took.
josh was too in shock to say much, just pulled you closer into his body.
"let's start fresh tomorrow."
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