#tbh im just thinking about rusty

[ferdydurke]

Ideas that i find interesting:

- dying in a cold lonely place in puruit of a selfish goal disguised as a virtue

- pursuit of virtue as selfish

- discarding the object of devotion while maintaing the devotion itself, the process being more important than the supposed end goal

- the internal identity and external reality at odds but viscerally connected

- the archetype subverted and realised at the same time

- going home early instead of doing my homework at all today

[thesherrinfordfacility]

What is your take on the whole "the Metatron threatened Aziraphale off-screen & Aziraphale lied to protect Crowley" theory that seems to have become very popular in the fandom? Personally, I think it does raise some interesting points, but I'm not sold on it for a variety of reasons. I love your metas btw! ❤️

hi anon!💕 thank you so much, that's very kind of you!

gosh, been a while since i've had a meta ask!✨ hmm. tbh, im in two camps, and i do think there's some merit in the two of them matching up. i wrote a couple of posts on this, breaking down the final fifteen practically shot-by-shot, and have read countless different takes from other brilliantly observant people, but essentially my thought process is this (lengthy explanation under the cut, im afraid - im a bit meta-rusty):

aziraphale did not want to go to heaven. that much is clear from the two refusals he gives the metatron. furthermore, he rejects heaven for what it currently is and what it stands for (and, arguably imo, reaches the end of his tether with god, too) in s1, when he realises that heaven is also firmly working to bring about armageddon. that it wasn't just the agenda of the archangels; the metatron, the voice of god, confirms that war is the goal, no matter the collateral. and god does not intervene. this continues throughout s2; aziraphale is notably still disdainful of heaven, is happy enough being separated from it... but it should be noted that he has replaced heaven, and the structure and comfort it offered him, with crowley ("it's nice to tell someone about the good things you've done... now that im not reporting to heaven...")

i do think what we're shown on screen is accurate. there's allowance for the fact that the flashbacks to the aziraphale-metatron conversation may be biased and therefore unreliable, being from aziraphale's pov, but... i don't think there will be anything necessarily revealed that wasn't shown to us in the FF. there might be snippets of that conversation that he's kept from crowley, but has essentially seen fit to share with the audience... so personally i think it's accurate, and nothing is missing. and tbh, if nothing else, it would feel narratively cheap if the 'solution' to the FF was in something being purposefully withheld from the audience. in that respect, i do take the FF at face value

we know that aziraphale has a low evaluation of himself. it's presented to us that he's evidently hedonistic and enjoys earthly pleasures just as much as crowley does, but i don't think it's as evident until shax's jabs during the demon raid just how much aziraphale actually might be - frankly - ashamed of these things. i think on a fundamental level he likes being an angel, it's all he's ever known. but even if he accepts that he may be a bit of a bastard - is even slightly proud of it - i think he's equally self-conscious of the fact that who he truly is will never be enough for heaven, god, or to warrant his own angelhood, and all these things he enjoys equally serve as a source of shame in how far it removes him from what his belief on what a good angel should be

in the same vein, he's caught between the devil and the deep blue sea in that he might feel that he's not enough for crowley, either. case in point for me, unfortunately, is that crowley has constantly reaffirmed that they are both on their own side, but when aziraphale opts to shelter gabriel, arguably the right thing to do for many reasons but ultimately because that's the kind of person aziraphale is (imo), crowley retracts it... possibly unconsciously, and completely understandably, but aziraphale definitely notes it ("i thought we carved it out for ourselves!") and his resulting petulant, bratty dismissal is textbook responding to rejection with rejection. especially when aziraphale clearly was not totally on side with "our own side" at the end of s1, but has come around to it and accepted it in the four years since. so, it feels like aziraphale has done what he considers to be the right thing to do, a core principle of who he is in modern day (having learnt some very hard lessons along the way) but that's enough for crowley to take back everything he had said previously

aziraphale loves crowley, that much is evident. and he may well remember the angel that crowley used to be with some degree of fondness. however, a) im not sold that the pre-fall flashback is aziraphale's POV, and b) that does not mean that aziraphale preferred crowley as an angel. imo, he fell for crowley whilst he was a demon, but because crowley was crowley. a demon that pretends otherwise, but is at heart, just a little bit, a good person. the concept of good is important to aziraphale, but he hasn't removed it from being a purely angelic trait. ergo, i think he considers crowley to have fallen unfairly, that it was a gross injustice (and i say this fully believing that 'just asking questions' may not have been the reason why crowley fell), and that if anyone deserves to be restored - to be forgiven and essentially be asked for forgiveness in return - its crowley

similarly, i think we can be led to assume that aziraphale doesn't actually know anything about crowley's fall, nor his actual thoughts and feelings on the matter. all he knows is what crowley told him - "sauntered vaguely downwards" - and up until the FF crowley hasn't truly (as far as i can recall) ever declared that he doesn't want the chance to be an angel again. he's obviously derisive of heaven, that is very clear, but when he states "unforgivable, that's what i am", i think that registered to aziraphale that crowley might feel like he won't be forgiven, but doesn't mean he wouldn't want it. all the sneers crowley has volleyed at heaven and the archangels might have been, up until now, simply been anger and resentment for something that was unfair in the first place. add to this that crowley has been placed in danger on multiple occasions by hell, and again i think the offer of restoration - to be beyond the reach of hell altogether - is lucrative to aziraphale... and it's now within his power to give.

so. i do think that there is an implicit threat in the aziraphale-metatron discussion. aziraphale visibly becomes very uncomfortable when crowley is brought up, the exact nature of their relationship heavily implied as not having escaped the metatron's notice. aziraphale is not happy as he walks back to the bookshop, and he's erratic and scattered when he delivers the news and offer to crowley. a threat may not have been intended, let alone been vocalised, but i do think aziraphale feels under threat of some kind... that any way you slice it, he doesn't feel like he has any choice in returning to heaven, and instead chooses to make hay whilst the sun shines etc.

but equally... i think aziraphale believes the best in everyone and everything. he has constantly been ostracised, mocked, or ignored as being irrelevant to heaven - and even himself perhaps wonders if he should be an angel at all. but here the metatron is, recognising that aziraphale might be "the angel for the job". whilst i don't think aziraphale buys in to the metatron's flattery, because im fairly sure that the angel as demonstrably intelligent as he is would potentially consider that the flattery is superficial and overplayed (especially given how nearly all of it contradicts the s1 conversation that he and the metatron had), i do think aziraphale might be thinking '...yeah, i am the angel for the job. just not the job you're intending'.

metatron mentions nothing about 'making a difference', but that's exactly what aziraphale tries to implore with crowley; that they could change things, and him being in charge - with crowley by his side, in on the subterfuge - might just be what is required. exactly as the people they currently are. there is something about heaven that aziraphale believes is worth saving, and i think that's where the "its the side of truth, of light... of good" comes in. qualities that he thinks heaven should be, was always meant to be, and he could restore. crowley however considers the endeavour to be utterly pointless.

i also think there's an element of doublespeak going on... kinda. more specifically, that aziraphale is speaking to two audiences in the scene (three, if you count us!); he's talking in a way that sounds entirely like he's dancing to metatron's tune, that he's heaven's man through-and-through... but also in a way that he's trying to sell the idea to crowley in turn - and is speaking in a way that won't tip either audience off to the full reality of the situation as he sees it. i wouldn't go so far as to say it's a code, though - e.g. i personally don't accept the ''time out' signal but crowley missed it' theory - but instead that he's trying to lead the metatron into underestimating him, and also perhaps downplay the exact truth of the situation from crowley. if crowley were to know that aziraphale is frightened or uneasy, or felt under threat in any way, i think he might be afraid that crowley would do something drastic, or at least inadvertently give 'the game' away. nonetheless though, he has to reveal some of his true intentions to crowley, in order to bring him on side - just very subtly.

regarding the restoration offer - kinda went over it above, but i do think aziraphale genuinely thought that crowley would want it, and would take it not just so he could be an angel again, but also in order to help change heaven and be with aziraphale. that being said, as he walks into the bookshop, i think a part of him recognised it might be a hard sell, and instead aziraphale would need to frame it in a way as being like... a disguise, or a cover, or some sort? but aziraphale severely underestimated crowley's feelings on heaven and angelhood, even if i don't think it was an unfair assumption to make, either. aziraphale was excited about it because it was something he could actually give crowley, something within his power to bestow - to right a wrong that he's possibly always thought was a gross injustice ever since job.

god im sorry this has taken so long but - no, i don't think the metatron threatened aziraphale off-screen, but i do think aziraphale feels threatened by the discussion and implications within it, and whilst feeling that he has no way out, instead opts to return to heaven to exact his influence - as an angel that's not like the rest of them - and to play his own game... to do the right thing, and make a difference.

and no, i don't think he lied to crowley to protect him. i think he had to toe a line between 'the metatron might somehow be able to hear and observe us, so i have to speak in such a way that makes it seem im on heaven's side', and 'what i say to crowley has to be without cottoning him onto the fact that i feel threatened, bc a) he might do something silly and b) the metatron would know, but what i say also has to be worded so that he can see why i truly want to go back'.

thank you for the ask, i really enjoyed it!!! sorry you have to read an essay tho oops💕

[augustghosts]

I’ve become awful at naming my writing so this just doesn’t have a title lol.

Idk if i like this im a lil rusty. Some more QZ!tommy because I kinda love him. I went overboard. In my head this was kinda the same characters/universe as this. So this is like, pre candles lmao. But if you don’t like that, this can just be a random stand alone thing lol. I also have some fluff ideas in my head that i just need to convince myself to write hehe. Hope u like <3

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: 18+ smut, not proofread as usual. No plot tbh, just some impractical kitchen table sex lmao. Tommy being soft at the beginning and the end but not during the smut 🤪

Fuck, don’t get emotional Tommy. This isn’t like you. He had found himself talking to himself like that more often recently. He never thought of himself as the type to catch feelings. Recently he had found himself addressing his own insecurities, ones he’d pushed as far down as possible years ago. Being afraid, being unfamiliar, getting emotional. He shook his head as he unlocked the door to his dreary apartment. This is what stood for an apartment these days, a small room with a kitchen and a bathroom. He was grateful, of course. He was alive and safe. Well, kind of safe. But the first thing on his mind every morning was how depressing this life was. He tried not to think about the before, but it's hard when this is the after. He often finds himself being nostalgic. His feelings and circumstances echoing in his head like water dripping from a roof. He needed a drink, something to make the dripping stop.

He turned to stare at his closed front door, she was just across the hall. He wanted to walk over there so badly. That’s nothing new, his longing. She is new, their relationship. But the longing he feels for her has always been there since they met. The dull and drab QZ streets lit up when their eyes met and he found himself addicted to her light. He promised himself he’d leave her alone today, he doesn’t know why he promised himself that. She is always happy to see him but his own insecurities are eating him up.

In her own way, she is expecting him. She’s across the hall also staring at her front door. Waiting for a knock, praying that it’s him. Tommy has a heavy heart, a lot of baggage, and she knows it. She hates to admit that she likes coddling him. She likes comforting him, she likes that he needs her. She needed him too. He protects her - running around the QZ with a Miller brother can bring attention to you. Sometimes not great attention. The QZ is difficult, and she feels safest when Tommy strolls into her apartment at the end of the day and kisses her. The outside world and the QZ disappear and it’s just them, when all they need is each other.

Just as she stands to cross the room and head to his apartment, a knock at the door stops her. She usually doesn’t go to his apartment, he prefers to come here - incase someone unsavory showed up. She paused, what if it wasn’t him? Tommy smiled for the first time today on the other side of the door when he watched her do her usual routine. As always, he hears the locks click and sees her peek through the gap the door allows as she keeps the chain on. She’s cautious and he loves that about her. Her eyes mirror his and light up as she sees him, the door closes again momentarily and he hears the chain drop before she appears again.

“Hey!” She smiles up at him and he pushes the thoughts that flood his mind away. What did he do to deserve someone smiling at him like that? He hadn’t really opened up to her about his journey to Boston, and he didn’t plan on it any time soon. But all of that left his mind when he was here, walking through her front door was the best part of his day.

“Hi.” He says - He doesn’t quite match her energy and he knows she’s noticed it. She always does. She knows him so well and he's still deciding if he likes it or not. When they first met, he always thought she was a person who wore rose coloured glasses, always seeing things so positively. Tommy took off his rose coloured glasses a long time ago, revealing the negative aspects of his life. Now, it’s all he sees. He soon realized that she encouraged him to start viewing things through a positive lens, and now he can’t stay away.

“Rough day?” Her sweet voice distracts him.

“Something like that.” He knows that if he doesn’t give her a full answer, she won’t pry. Before she can say anything else, Tommy’s lips press to hers in a deep, hungry kiss.

“You’re tense.” She mumbled against his mouth. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing new.” He forced a smile, his tense jaw muscles relaxing as her hands came up to cup his cheeks. She hummed, not believing him. She pulled him down to kiss her again, feeling the way his hands on her waist pulled her closer, held her tighter.

“You could talk to me, you know.” She pulled away again, much to his dismay. “You could tell me what’s going on in your silly mind.”

“Silly?” He laughed with her for a moment. “Seriously, nothings wrong. I just want you,” He said quietly, moving his hands to her back. Her eyes softened at his words and her hands moved to his shoulders, slipping his jacket off of his shoulders. He maneuvered his arms to help her slip it off, but his hands immediately took back their rightful place on her hips. Squeezing a little as he said, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

A classic line, but it always affected her. He watched her as her eyes drifted downwards - watched the way her eyes traced the bruises on his collar bones, bruises she had previously left. She knew what he was doing, trying to distract her from the questions she’d asked. Unfortunately for her and fortunately for him it always worked.

“Yeah?” She asked, pulling him down to her mouth again. His tongue slid into her mouth before she had the chance to react. He pulled her tightly to him and her response was just as eager, lips moving with his to make the kiss even more intense - her arms tight around his neck. They both needed this, they both needed each other. Tommy groaned into her mouth, his hips pushing forward against hers- backing her up against the table behind her. She could already feel his cock stirring in his jeans. Tommy hummed softly as his hand came up to cup one of her breasts, his thumb pressing over her nipple. She sighed as a flood of heat rushed straight to her core.

“Tommy,” She whimpered, leaning into his touch. Fuck, he loved that sound. He pulled away from her just enough to grab a hold of her wrists, holding both of them in one hand. He knew she loved it when he did stuff like that, reminding her of how strong and capable he was. The whimper that left her lips boosted his ego and he smirked down at her. Keeping a tight hold on her wrists, he gently bent her backwards onto the creaky kitchen table. She took advantage of the position they were in,Tommy leaning over her like this, and she threw her legs around his waist, trapping him against her.

“Are you gonna keep asking me what's wrong?” He teased, a grin on his lips as he looked down at her.

“No.” She breathed, biting her lip as she looked so lovingly up at him.

“Good girl,” He smiled, eyes on her chest - watching it rise and fall.

“Now come here.” He mumbled, leaning down to kiss her. He let go of her wrists and she fisted her hands in his shirt, tugging him forward as their lips met. His hand traveled up her body, grazing her chest again and locking gently around her throat.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all day, baby.” He said. He squeezed his hand a bit tighter, but still being as gentle as ever, relishing in the gasp she let out.

“You like this?” He asked, his mouth was now beside her ear, pressing a kiss underneath it. She nodded quickly, her hands running through his hair. Keeping eye contact with her, his hand still squeezing her throat, he slowly started working the buttons of her jeans open. Impressive, considering he was doing it with one hand. She felt his hand slide into the front, fingers caressing the fabric of her underwear.

“Please, Tommy.” She whimpered, practically rutting against his palm.

“I got you, baby.” He smirked, his finger finally dipping into her. “Fuck, always so wet for me.”

His fingers obviously met no resistance, her pussy easily letting him in. Since she had been worked up since he walked through the damn door, he didn’t need to put much effort into making her feel good. Everything he did was effortless, she always marveled at that. He watched her face, watching as her eyes closed, watching her mouth fall open in a moan. He leaned down when her head tilted back to give him access to the soft skin of her neck. His lips coming down to start kissing the exposed skin.

“Come around my fingers, baby girl,” He said against her skin, his lips brushing a particularly sensitive spot . “You look so beautiful like this.”

“O-oh, my god.” She moaned, followed by his name. Her back arching off the table making it creak below her, her pussy clenching tightly around his fingers as she came.

“I need to be inside you. Can i fuck you, baby?” He asked, already stripping off his jeans before she could answer. She sat up, slipping off of the table as she realised that they were both still practically fully dressed. She finally pulled her jeans all the way off before making her way to her mattress in the corner of the room. Stripping her shirt off on the way. Tommy watched her hungrily, following after her and making sure his own shirt joined hers in the pile. When they were both on the mattress he wasted no time in flipping her over, stomach now pressed against the mattress and her ass in the air. He stood behind her running his hand over her smooth skin.

“Please fuck me, Tommy.” She whined, looking over her shoulder at him. Tommy never had to be told twice. He took a hold of his hard cock and tapped it against her clit, smirking at the whine she let out. Just as she was about to beg him some more, he finally slid in. Immediately and easily bottoming out. The feeling caused her head to dip forward, a moan to leave her lips -almost muffled the pillows.

“I want to hear those pretty noises, baby girl.” Tommy hummed, reaching forward to grasp her hair in a ponytail and pull her head back up. His other hand smacking her ass hard enough to leave a mark.

“You feel so good.” She moaned, grinding her hips back against him. He pulled all the way out until his tip was the only thing still inside of her before slamming back in. The burn was deep and it stung so good. She bit her lip as she got accustomed to him, as each slide of his cock sent chills up her spine.

“Is this my pussy?” He growled, his fingers still tugging at her scalp.

“Yes!” She all but screamed, he often wondered if anyone could hear them. They had never heard anyone else, but he wasn’t sure if anyone else was as loud as them. Wasn’t sure if anyone else was able to have as much fun as they manage to have together during the goddamn apocalypse.

“It’s yours, Tommy. Always yours.” She whimpered, his cock hitting spots she was sure hadn’t been hit before.

“That’s it, honey,” He cooed. “You look beautiful like this. Take me so well. You like that?”

She loved when he got like this, when he would start rambling. The things he came out with never failed to push her closer to the edge.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.” She gasped when his arm snaked around her body to find her aching clit.

“Come on then, baby. Give it to me,” He growled, his deep voice sending a shiver up her spine. He groaned as her whole body convulsed under him. Moans of his name bounced off of the walls as she came around his cock; a silent scream leaving her - her knuckles turned white as her fingers gripped the sheets underneath her.

“Fuck,” She sounded so breathless and he fucking loved it. “I wish I could feel you come inside of me Tommy.”

“Shit, don’t say stuff like that.” He groaned at her words. They had already had this conversation multiple times. He always pulled out, she was obviously scared of getting pregnant during their current situation. QZ’s weren’t known for their outstanding medical care. They knew they risked it by fucking anyway, but they always tried to take any precautions they could. Expired condoms still existed, but what good would they do anyway? Even if they could get their hands on them.

He dreamt about it as well, filling her up and watching it drip back out. Being able to push it back inside of her and tease her about it. Just the thought of it had him regrettably pulling out of her heat and spilling over his hand and her ass with a gasp of her name. She grimaced as he used his shirt to clean it up, after giving himself a moment to catch his breath. She giggled as she collapsed down onto the bed, crawling under the covers as she suddenly realized how cold the room actually was.

She reached for another one of his shirts that lay beside her bed and slipped it on, a clean one that had been discarded during another escapade. He lay down beside her, both of them still panting.

“You good?” He asked. She nodded and cuddled into him, pressing soft kisses to his jaw. His hand stroked down her back. He kissed the top of her head a few times, she always basked in this side of him that no one else got to see. This softness and love that was reserved for her, reserved for this room. Tommy loved it too, he loved being able to be himself after shutting it off for so long. All he could do now was sleep in her arms and prepare himself to put his walls back up again when he left her apartment tomorrow. Preparing to do it all again the next day. But the thought of being able to crawl back into her arms at the end of every day made his lips turn up into a soft, content smile as he drifted off to sleep.

[ikoarts]

December 2022 Art

back to form a bit this month, i really love a lot of the stuff i drew here x

vvv dates + info under the cut vvv

1 - 01/12/2022 : a young Ru! about 14 i think, i was having thoughts about her childhood and how she'd be in school etc

2-5 - 04/12/2022 : vampires.. hehe... thats all x ,, also more little ru, thought she would have a friend, she doesn't keep up with her into adulthood though, but i think Ru thinks of her a lot. also one of her in another outfit, i think she'd constantly have those claires rave ball earrings in like i did LOL

6, 7, 8 - 05/12/2022 : was thinking of what she'd wear to her school disco, somethin trendy, this would have been 2002, i was alive but not old enough to remember how teens were dressing lmfao, but anyhow i love this outfit, something she'd never wear otherwise, but she tries to fit in a bit.. also another little Toni, shes not emo enough here tho

9, 10 - 07/12/2022 : no idea whats going on here x ,, toni suspects homosexual activity, also was playing around with my Rouxls design again (i still dont know how i should be drawing him)

11, 12 - 08/09/12/2022 : TOLD U, we are at last at my current MTT design :D i love how he looks, so funky...

13, 14 - 10/12/2022 : more MTT, wanted to solidify the design, so drew him in a fun pose, still to this day this is one of my fave drawings. since Toni is, or was, like a genderbent human AU version of MTT, i was thinking of playing with her design to reflect that, i didn't go with it tho, still, it was fun to play around with

15, 16 - 18/12/2022 : idk why i lied like that in my last post LOL, i didnt draw the full digital lammy piece for awhile, but this one is definitely closer to the design i went with for her, think i based the digital one on this drawing too. More teen Toni too! i love this drawing its like the quintessential Her, esp her eye design, im glad i went and revised that, bc i know she had raccoon eyes

17, 18 - 21/12/2022 : another fiddle with my Rouxls design, i don't hate this one tbh.. also tism creature Ru

19-22 - 27/12/2022 : i think i found some random pencils and felt like inking and colouring a drawing, not my fave thing but heres a Ru in colour, the rest of the stuff i did this day i like a lot more. Next is an updated version of my gijinka of Rusty from Little Robots, idk if i ever even posted any of the old art i did for this, but heres her again <3 then just a Ru in the festive spirit, cosy jumper and a mug of somethin, i like this one bc shes just so squinkie......

23 - 31/12/2022 : last of 2022! this was done midnight before NYE itself, idk whats going on but i like it, i was thinking about what designs i could make for acrylic keyrings, and the rest is just random x

now onto 2023..... girl im so tired

[fetish4juggalos]

The sawyer twins with their s/o headcannons

Sorry for the long wait ive been gone for some months now and I apologize. Ive been kinda uninspired recently so I though Id post this for shits and giggles. Requests are always open

These headcannons only account for the events and characters of tcsm1 and tcsm2. Any other tcsm media is not included or accounted for

I apologize in advance for both grammatical and spelling errors:)

Chop top

As far as past relationship experience im sure he had some pre-nam but like zero post-nam so safe to say hes a little rusty in that department

Your relationship is most likey based off a shared interest or one of his weird infatuations. Things like music, 70s-80s culture, murder. Or you could just be an innocent civilian who he decides is like the best person ever 🤷

He flirts like ATROCIOUSLY

Not like bad at flirting but goes from 0-100. He could be complimenting you on your outfit and then say the most dog awful shit known to man

Dates consist of driving the truck looking for victims or just looking around town trying to find something interesting to do

If you thought he annoyed drayton....oh youre in for a suprise. You might just become draytons favorite person bc now chop is running around asking you dumb questions and not him

He loves when you wear his clothes or anthing of his. Pins, jackets, drawls, ect. he loves seeing you wear them no matter the occasion

He probably has some sort of pain fetish/kink so I dont doubt he will ask you to cut him, lick his plate, pick at the skin around it

Its kinda his favorite thing to be in pain since he has such a high pain tolerance but if you dont want him to cut you he wont (though expect him to urge you to try or push to introduce weapons into the bedroom)

Likes to play fight with you whenever the opportunity trikes

Being in the military he ruff housed alot with his fellow soldiers so doing it with you is kinda a fun thing for him ( also because he knowns he has that military strength and always wins)

Trys to scare the living shit out of you for his own amusement. If you're doing something important or just reading he'll come up from behind you and start yelling for no reason 😒

He doesn't shower often 😀 so the only way that you will get him to bathe is to get in with him. This goes for other hygienic practices. You kinda got to take it into your own hands

Nubbins

If chop was rusty then nubbins must be corroding because he has little to no experience with relationships past one-sided obsessions and TV

He most likely was the one who got obsessed first doing things like spending copious amounts of time with you and taking photos of you whenever he could(both when you were aware and unaware)

The fact that you liked him back was not only a shock to him but to the whole family, especially drayton. You can just image chops jaw dropping after getting a letter while deployed that his twin brother actually has game

Isnt very good at flirting or just isn't experienced in the feild

He isnt as lewd as his twin when trying to hit on you but his....compliments?....just come out weird. "You look like you taste good" "WHAT?!" Tbh i think he means it😬

Your dates are mostly him getting into trouble doing things he shouldn't be doing. He likes to take you on his adventures to the slaughter house or leading victims (really all his date choices are morbid). If you get to choose the date however, sitting in a field or playing around a lake is sufficient

He also likes pain and constantly inflicts pain on himself. Will likely ask you to participate in hurting him or hurting yourself. He'll call you a baby at first if you decline but eventually leaves you alone about it after a while

He also enjoys playfighting with you because it gives him something to help dilute all that energy he has. If he cuts you in the process or knocks you over he'd be the type to mock your pain and over exaggerate his own if he gets hurt

Brings you random things he finds when scavenging around as gifts as well as polaroids of you doing everyday activities without the knowledge of you being photographed

If you find some photos hes taken of you without your knowledge laying around he'll scratch the back of his neck and shrug. Maybe even fiend innocence

Bothers you no matter what you're doing. You in the middle of doing chores? Nubbins will be there asking you anything under the sun just to get you to focus on him for a few minutes

At this point him getting on your nerves is fun for him since we've seen his reaction at getting under draytons skin. Constantly being stubborn about things he would have normally done like doing his chores or setting the table just because he wants you to force him

As far as bedroom wise hes not very skilled more than likely focuses mainly on you and bases alot of his moves on whats hes learned from films and magazines

[smute]

Charlie goes to his crusty bedroom and reads his precious Moby-Dick essay one more time while glugging from a two-liter bottle of bed-Pepsi. We get to hear his favorite part of the essay: “The whale doesn’t have any emotions, he’s just a poor big animal.” As a fat person who has actually read Moby-Dick, even the “boring chapters,” THAT IS NOT WHAT MOBY-DICK IS ABOUT OR WHAT MOBY DICK THE WHALE IS LIKE AT ALL. Obviously we’re supposed to draw some parallel between Moby Dick the actual whale and Charlie the human whale, but, like, why? What shallow fucking bullshit! Can you even map one on top of the other at all? Has anyone ever read Moby-Dick and thought, “wow, what a pathetic loser” about the whale? The ungraspable phantom of life himself???? Thin people don’t think of fat people as powerful and inscrutable phantoms—they’re absolutely positive they can scrute everything about us, our “everything” being CHEESY BUGLES! Hence this movie!!!!! Don’t talk about my favorite book, DARREN. I don’t come to your house and explain The Mystery Method wrong! Anyway, then Charlie uses his cursed rusty mobility aids to turn out the light and go to sleep. Spooky!

[...] How do fat suits work? Does Brendan Fraser have to wear individual little sausage tubes on each finger? I can’t stop thinking about how many awards the visual effects people (or whatever department makes fat suits) are going to win for this. It’s like if I got a Nobel Prize for drawing a mean picture of your grandma. Also, for the record, I know the fat suit was really expensive, but it looks weird! It doesn’t hang right! He looks like the mascot for an NBA team called the Wichita Big Pile of Raw Chicken. Hmm, if only there was a way to depict a fat person in a movie without an expensive flappy silicon slug bag!

While Charlie is in the bathroom crying (really), Thomas shows up again and Ellie introduces herself: “What’s more surprising—that a gay guy has a daughter, or that someone actually found his penis?” Wow, once again, thank you so much to Darren Aronofsky and playwright Samuel D. Hunter for spending TEN YEARS on this extremely humanizing screenplay! I feel seen, unlike my own genitals!!!

Charlie is so moved that he goes, “You wrote these amazing, honest things… You’ve all been so honest with me. I just want to be honest with you too.” And then he TURNS ON HIS WEBCAM and SHOWS THEM HIS HUGE FACE AND BODY! All the students lose it and they’re grimacing and cowering before him and taking pictures of the screen, LOL, even though literally it just looks like a regular guy???????? It’s a Zoom square! It looks like a close-up of a guy’s face! No one would have any reaction to this! If there’s one thing this movie does perfectly, it’s trick thin people into telling on themselves about how uncomfortable they are around fat people!

Then Liz comes back and reveals that, LMAO, what happened to Alan is that he starved himself to death (kind of), and that’s why now Charlie has to EAT himself to death. Wooooooow, who wrote that brilliant juxtaposition? Grover??? Is this supposed to be profound? It's less nuanced than when people say “the terrorists hate our freedom”! Actually, you know what? This detail with Alan is the central problem with this entire movie: Being thin is not the opposite of being fat!!!!!!!! STARVING IS NOT THE OPPOSITE OF EATING. Having a body is a complex state! [...] Then they clarify that actually Alan starved himself ALMOST to death and then jumped off a bridge. Jumping! The most thin-privilege way to die!

sorrynotsorry bout all the whale poasting but this review by lindy west was very cathartic for me! its a shitty movie and extremely triggering not just for fat people but anyone with any sort of complicated feelings around food and your own body tbh. so im sharing it here. butt news has a free subscription and lindy west is hilarious so. go read it and maybe read some other reviews too

[girlashfur]

Smudge for the Warrior Cats Honest Takes ask game? Or DoveWing if Smudge is difficult, I don't mind either one

doing smudge, ill reblog this with dovewing in a bit :3

sexuality headcanon: he is so gay man

gender headcanon: gnc cisman, he/any

rate them out of 10: 7, hes a silly goober but i dont think about him too often

fav thing about them: his friendship with rusty was so cute

least fav thing about them: he needed more screentime

when i first started liking/disliking them: always kinda felt this way about him tbh

do i relate/project/kin them: not really

fav quote/moment: "Please don't go Rusty. I might never see you again." IM GONNA CRY DUDE.

fav ship: dont have any for him! he seems aroace or at least arospec to me really, he could be in a qpp though possibly i could see that. unsure who with however

fav friendship: like stated before, him and rusty

a ship i hate: uhh dont really have any

canon or fanon: both are enjoyable

random headcanon: even after firestar moves from the forest, smudge doesnt ever stop hoping that some day he'll come back. months, years, a decade could pass and he'd still have a sliver of hope left that some day he'd see his friend again

what color i picture them as: tuxedo

breed headcanon: no particular one

unpolular opinion: dont think i have one

things i associate with them: none come up off the top of my head, but when i think of kittypets hes one of the first ones to come to mind

song i associate with them:

^ no reason why honestly, just a silly guy song

fav MAP/AMV/PMV:

[kivaember]

bc zoids was my first ever mecha obsession it only makes sense to smoosh zoids and ac6 together and im thinking of the types of zoids the ac6 characters would pilot...

C4-621: HOUNDSOLDIER

It suits 621 bc this is a mass-produced ZOID but is a solid performer... ALSO DOG REFERENCE. I did look at the bird Zoids but none of them really matched 621 really... I wanted to stick to a ZOID that was deemed 'basic' in terms of like, it's a dime a dozen, just to fit with LOADER 4.

RUSTY: COMMAND WOLF

Aside from the wolf motif, Command Wolf fits Rusty because it's a very adaptable and decent ZOID. You can easily switch out its armament, and it's one of the fastest land-based ZOIDs around. Also, again, wolf motif. Rusty would pilot the SHIT out of this and put a symbolic muzzle on it too why not

FREUD: GATLING FOX

Listen. I just like the look of this thing and Freud would definitely pilot it. Mortars launched from its tail? Giant fuck off gatling cannon its spine? Dual cannons on its shoulders? Sure yeah why not.

IGUAZU: DOUBLE SWORDER

There are slim pickings for insect ZOIDs but this one is definitely Iguazu, if only bc it has the mandibles like the ants in his design but is also a beetle... also he could be that fucker that'd have a land-based ZOID that could also fly like a little bitch or stick to ceilings.

MICHIGAN: DREI PANTHER

I honestly did think about going for the bull ZOIDs or something, but in the end he's Liger tail, and while the drei panther ain't a liger, I think it suits him well enough with the dakka dakka and the great spinning shields of death. Hell on four legs indeed.

AYRE: RAINBOW JERK

This is the only pretty bird ZOID that doesn't stand like it doesn't have knees, and Ayre deserves to have a pretty ZOID okay.

WALTER: XENO REX

Since dinosaur ZOIDs are a Pretty Big Deal with HAL itself is basically a C-Weapon, I went with Xeno Rex just to reflect that. Also t-rexes are cool.

ALLMIND: GENO BREAKER

I wouldn't mind ALLMIND picking me up in her giant t-rex robot pincers like i'm a bug tbh

[dufrau]

hey, i’m thinking about getting blundstones for work/woods traipsing. i know i want a waterproof pair, but is there anything else i should look for/do you have a specific type of blundstone you might recommend?

Hmm. Im not sure I can be super helpful, I dont have any Blundstones, theyre not really my aesthetic or the kind of construction im into personally but from what I hear they are super comfortable and i know people who love them a lot!

Personally i love a brown boot so my advice is always buy brown unless you wear a lot of black pants. I like the look of the tobacco suede color or the saddle brown, but again i am admittedly biased (for some reason I feel like chelsea boots especially look good in rusty colors, i dont know why!)

they do look super comfy though. i just watched a video of one cut in half and the outsole is like an inch and a half of foam under your foot so yeah. whichever you buy is probably gonna be very comfortable! looks like theyre all made with "water resistant" leather, which either means there's something tanned into it to make it extra water resistant or maybe they just finish them with a leather protector of some kind. leather is never really "water proof" just by nature of being a porous natural material but these boots should keep your feet dry unless youre going out of your way to get them wet.

basically if youre looking for a comfy boot that's easy to slip on and off you can't really go wrong with a blundstone from what i can tell.

sorry im not more helpful im just like the opposite boot demographic, im all about a heavy leather insole and midsole that make you suffer to break them in lol.

i also have never owned a chelsea boot in my life! what kind of boot guy am i even???

(if i WERE going to buy a chelsea though i would probably get the thursday cavalier in the dark brown suede (if they ever release this boot in a more rusty looking suede i will 100% buy it tbh). very different aesthetic than a blundstone, and the leather sole is obviously not really suitable for stomping around in the woods. but for my use case i uh mostly stomp around breweries. so.)

ANYWAY. cheers! happy boot shopping!

[angelwolf985]

finished watching supernatural s1-15 in 3 months! here are my opinions on the finale!

(warning: probably unintelligible, and very ranty) (+ obvious spoiler warning)

episode 18 was fuckin emaculate. genuinly. it was amazing. the one thing i didnt like about it was how it jumped about, same with 19.( i dont blame them for it tho, it makes sense with the story, i just didnt really love it.) 19 was good for the most part and served as a decent ending but was missing castiel and eileen (mention + presence) which sucked but what can you expect yk,,

episode 20. i have. so many issues with episode 20. WHY DID THEY EVEN????? LIKE TWO MENTIONS OF CAS, NO MENTION OF EILEEN, DEAN FUCKING DIEING, SAMS WIG, ???HEAVEN BEING LACKLUSTER???? it was so. just disappointing. cuz it could've been great. the end part of 20 was the only good part (jared and jensen signing off of the show). the show should've ended on 19 tbh. thats how im seeing it anyway. in my mind thats where it ended, but like, with cas and eileen back.

what i really disliked:

deans death. im pretty sure everyone hated that. and the whole like thing of him dying was really,, sorta,, weird? like; why did it go on so long?? did it happen bc he doesnt have god given plot armor anymore or was it just cuz?did jack see it? how did he feel about it? did he care or did he be all omniscient because he became god?? how did he survive that long? logistically? there was a fucking rusty rebar thing IN HIS SPINE (or like RIGHT NEXT TO IT??). WOULD THAT NOT?? PARALYZE?? OR WORSE???. and, im sorry, but i hated the forehead touch. it felt weird man. i get that they were close but,, not that close? even when they were more unhealthily codependent they wouldn't have done that. i think so anyway. i dunno. also. DEAN HAS SHOWN MULTIPLE TIMES AND IM SURE THE WRITERS WERE OVERTLY AWARE THAT DEAN DID NOT WANT TO DIE ON THE JOB. HE WANTED TO RETIRE WITH SAM AND CAS. ALWAYS WANTED THAT. he often said shit like "we're gonna die on the job, draw the short stick, thats just how it is, how its gonna end for us." (mixing quotes from the top of my head so, not exact) which he clearly thought would happen because pessimism but he NEVER wanted that. for HIMSELF or SAM. dean dying in this episode IS A CRITICAL DISSERVICE TO HIS CHARACTER.

sams mystery wife and (non mystery) child. BLURRY FACE WIFE. WHY IS SHE. WHY. also- how did he recover (seemingly) so quickly? i mean- if he really believed dean was gone FOREVER. when death hasnt meant forever in forever, how would he be so okay? idk. also, idk why, but sam having a kid seems very bizzare. could just be me. also. where tf is eileen. is she the blurry face wife? why would they do that if yes? (could be a load or reasons, either way they couldve like, said it was eileen, if it was supposed to,, idk,,,)

one or two mentions of castiel. did the writers just forget his CHARACTER IMPORTANCE?!?!? HES SO IMPORTANT TO THE STORY??? HE GRIPPED DEAN TIGHT AND RAISED HIM FROM PERDITION. HE LOVED DEAN. DEAN (INARGUABLY) LOVED HIM BACK. he (castiel) deserved SO. much better. my friend who has watched spn since she was a baby AGREES WITH ME. i GRRR I GRR I GRRR!!!! cas not being in this episode is such an aggravating disservice to his character. he deserved more. the fans deserved more.

alright im done ranting now. may add more on later. im gonna go rewatch the show and read fix it fics.

[funnywormz]

just finished sonic prime s2! some quick thoughts below the cut before i go to bed (spoilers ahead!)

- i liked this season a lot! i think i preferred it to the last one tbh

- the characterisation of sonic and shadow was ON POINT!!!!! love how they're portraying shadow in this season, he so often gets flanderised and mistreated by writers that it's nice to see him depicted as a more nuanced character again. sonic is a charming little fellow as he was in the first season, in general this portrayal of him is one of my favs. and the dynamic between them is so good. sonadow was 12 year old me's first ship ever so my inner pre-teen is LIVING rn as you can probably imagine lol. even outside of that though they play off of each other very well and their interactions were a highlight of the season for me. also the moment where shadow was falling gave me SO MANY flashbacks lol, thankfully sonic caught him this time 🥺

- the animation was also at a very high standard as it was last season, sound design and music were great too. ik it's been said a million times before but i do rlly like how they animate sonic's ears perking up and flicking around like a real animal's ears, very very cute

- to expand on sonic's characterisation, i do think this is definitely one of my top portrayals of him in like....... anything. this sonic is very emotive and expressive and he obviously cares a lot about people, and yet he's not the most emotionally intelligent and often misses social cues because he's so tied up in his own thoughts and perceptions. he doesn't come across as rude or annoying or selfish though, he's just genuinely not the best at reading people or being able to think outside of his own perspective which, as an autistic person, i find very relatable. he's flawed in a very realistic way. i can sometimes find sonic a slightly grating or annoying character but this take on him is one i enjoy a lot, you can tell he means well and he wants to help and cares about things very deeply, which i appreciate a lot.

- i do hope that they're going to explore shadow's character more next season and i ESPECIALLY hope that they're going to play around more with the idea of him and nine being foils to each other. it seemed rlly clear that shadow's trust issues were meant to reflect/parallel nine's same issues and subsequent betrayal of sonic, it's an interesting touch to have them reflect each other and i rlly hope they revisit it.

- i rlly loved the black rose and rusty rose dynamic and interactions too and i also hope we see more of that next season. the roses should start a union

- now im gonna get onto the negative points sorry. ik ppl will hate me for this but i really don't like dread. he just feels like an unnecessary addition to the plot and whenever he shows up i just feel like "ugggh not this guy again". his design and character is cool in isolation and he has some great moments but overall im not a fan of how they used him this season

- i had the same problem with this season as the first which is that it felt like there were a lot of unnecessarily long repetitive fight scenes with very little plot. this is more of a subjective thing in terms of my personal tastes, but at times i found it pretty tiresome and would even start skipping the fight scenes lol. they just get pretty predictable and same-y and it feels like obvious padding to prevent the plot from advancing too fast and it just gets frustrating

- i would have liked for the characters to have had a bit more downtime to interact and stuff this season. it felt like a few of those endless fight scenes could've been replaced with some fun interactions but idk. ik it's a show for little kids so they want to keep their attention with Big Explosion so i don't blame anyone for doing it this way, but these are just my personal feelings on it

- in general it felt like the stakes were SO HIGH for the entire season that it stopped feeling exciting pretty fast. i think that interspersing the action with some down time would have made the action more meaningful. it kinda felt like after a while the stakes stopped meaning anything bc they just kept ramping up constantly

- that being said, the prismatic titan was SO COOL and i greatly enjoyed sonic's showdown with it, my inner 12 year old was going INSANE

- i think that dr deep came into his own as a character much more for me this season, he was rlly funny and a lot of the jokes landed with him pretty well

- chaos sonic was SO FUN it's a shame we didn't get to see more of them

tldr: it definitely has flaws but overall i had fun. excited for more rodents in the future........

[ashes-writing]

s u r p r i s e s | supernatural ; s.winchester

** all images made by me. prompt credits go to the makers of the lists I used which can be found[ here ] [here] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [here] [here]and [here] - a huge thanks to all the wicked talented creators of these prompt lists. **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 - 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜

↪ summary

--- you meet Sam Winchester in an airport, hit it off and proceed to spend the night together at a local bed and breakfast but it doesn't quite end there... [ this could become a fic in the future.. only if enough people wanted to see more tbh. ]

↪ pairing / fandom

--- female!reader x Sam Winchester - Supernatural.

↪ warnings

--- mentions of alcohol, one night stand is eluded to here, swearing, there's a chance I'm rusty on writing Dean so sorry in advance, potentially highly characterized Singer!female reader with female parts, flirting and innuendo and that awkward moment when you realize how small the world really is. Also, if I do anything else with this, there is only loose canon compliance, jsyk. that also applies here, this is not set in any certain season, Jess didn't die they broke up instead and Sam 'wants' to get back into the family business here.

↪ taglist, babes

--- my taglist is [here] if you'd like to be on it. @tbmunson listen, if not for you listening / talking to me about this, I never would have thought about writing this... I hope you like it. It took a turn, bestie. It took a turn.

@icequeen1371

@im-just-a-mississippi-girl

@krys-orion

@m-rae23

Sam almost feels relieved when the announcement plays over the airport intercom. Immediately following this, he feels immense guilt. It’s not that he doesn’t miss his brother and his father, it’s just that he’s reluctant to go home for the holidays. There’s just always so much tension there and it’s hard to be around them both when Sam feels like they blame him for the death of his mother to an extent. Or that you feel like you’re better than them, the thought comes and Sam shoves it down because he can even hear Dean’s voice saying it in his head when it just simply isn’t the case.

No matter how many times Sam tries to tell his father and brother that he doesn’t think he’s better than they are, he still feels like maybe Dean really believes he does. It’s the source of a lot of their fights over the phone.

And all he wants to do right now is just be numb for a while. The breakup with Jess was hard but it was necessary. They wanted different things. It goes without saying, Sam is hurting really bad.

A soft as velvet voice nearby catches his attention and he finds himself staring at you for a few seconds as you pace the lobby of the terminal. You’re twirling a strand of hair around your finger and laughing while you roll your eyes. On the other end of the line, your mother is talking a mile a minute. She’s excited because she’s reunited with your birth father, Bobby and she wants the two of you to play house and get to know each other over the holiday break. You, on the other hand, well.. You’re not sure what to make of it. And you really didn’t want to intrude on your mom’s honeymoon phase with the man.

“Sweetie, if you need your father and his friend John to come and get you..”

“Mom, no. Absolutely not. I’m fiiiine, alright? I’ve got my butterfly knife, I’ve got mace and I’ve got a new taser on my keychain. Plus, someone shoved me into every self defense class they could find when I was a kid.”

“And you’re better off for it, sweetie. The world is a crazy place. At least you’re not dependent on anyone to fight your battles for you.” your mom points out. You laugh softly and fall down into a hard plastic chair in the waiting area and you sigh as you see the harsh temperatures flash on the screen overhead. “Jesus christ, how does the guy live in a frozen Arctic hell, ma?” you question.

“His cabin is nice, honey. It’s out in the woods. Peaceful.” your mother sighs. She sounds happier than you’ve heard her sound in years. “I just can’t wait for you to finally meet each other. Hurry up already.”

“Okay, mom. Alright. Jesus. Look, I just think maybe you should have this conversation with Old Man Winter and not me. I love you. I gotta go up and see what flight they just announced, okay? I’ll see you guys soon, one way or another.”

“No driving!”

“Moooom, jesus.” you laugh as you hang up the phone and shove it back down into the pocket of your heavy fake  fur trimmed peacoat. Maybe the thin slip sundress beneath was a bad choice in light of the weather you landed in the midst of, but it was fine for the weather where you flew in from. Naturally, it’s November and it’s a balmy 70 degrees in Louisiana.

You shoulder your backpack of clothes and you start to turn and this puts you body to body with an actual giant.

A sexy giant, not that you’d ever say it out loud or anything.

He gives you a little grin and the two of you attempt an awkward apology as you try to navigate each other, only to wind up in each other’s space all over again.

“Sorry!”

“I swear I’m not doing this to cop a feel, this place is just..” Sam trails off as he looks down at you and you nod, agreeing quietly, “Way too fucking crowded and loud.”

“They cancelled all the flights, if that’s what you were going to ask.” Sam calls out to you as you start to walk away. You give him a thumbs up as you turn back.

You’re alone in a strange airport and honestly, there’s been more than one or two creepy people lingering around that you’ve noticed. Maybe this has everything to do with why you walk over to him and tap his shoulder.

Sam turns around, this puts him body to body with you all over again. You smell like caramel and vanilla, it’s a heavy scent that bursts in the air around you and has his mouth watering a little. He smells like pine, something clean and earthy that comforts you almost instantly because you can feel your body unclench itself. Before you stop yourself, you’ve stepped even closer and you tilt your head to the side just a little, enough to look up at him and smile as you nod to the food court nearby. “I’m starving and I don’t wanna eat alone..  Wanna grab a bite with me?”

Sam’s hand raises, tangling in shaggy hair. “Sure.”

The two of you fall into what has to be the easiest conversation you’ve ever had as you make your way across the crowded airport. He tells you that he was planning to go to South Dakota because apparently, that’s where his father and his older brother happen to be for the holiday. When he tells you they’re on a hunting trip, you have this random memory pop into your head and it’s a memory you now know is a lie, it had to be a lie, but it’s similar somehow and it’s strange.

“Yeah, when my uh.. When my dad broke it off with my mom, he went on a hunting trip too. Never came back.” -as soon as the words leave your mouth you want to kick yourself. Sam is apologetic but you shrug and reassure him that you’re totally fine, “It’s not like it’s a big deal and apparently, it wasn’t like… heart breaking for her because they’ve gotten back together recently? And they’re somewhere in the middle of nowhere in South Dakota too. I was going to spend Thanksgiving with them while film school is on break.”

“You go to film school?” Sam asks, grinning. You laugh and nod. “Yeah, I’m in the program at LSU.. My dream is to be an indie horror film director or like… make documentaries.”

It’s not exactly the truth, but it’s not entirely a lie either. You really want to make documentaries about your paranormal investigations and the cold cases you’ve grown up so fascinated by. It was either film school or Forensic science and law enforcement,  and somehow, you felt like your mother would be more ‘okay’ with you choosing film school. Honestly, you prefer it.

“Hey, wait… you have a podcast, right? America the Spooky? I knew I recognized your voice!” Sam seems triumphant and you laugh softly. You nod as you grin up at him. You’re honestly a little shocked that anyone listens to your podcast, let alone someone like him.

Someone who seems to be well-adjusted and have normal interests. From the looks of the guy, he’s got pre-med or law major written all over him with the plaid shirt and the nice jeans, the North Face pullover.

“You’re pre-med or law… Tell me I’m wrong.”

Sam chuckles. “Law school. I wanna be a defense attorney or a prosecutor.”

You pump a fist.

Sam pulls out the chair at the table you’ve chosen to sit at and eat your meal. You flash him a playful grin. “Prettyboy law student and he has manners? Why.. Be still my beatin heart.” you let the fading southern accent come out a little heavy and Sam chuckles. “Where are you from?”

“Guess!”

“Uh..” Sam rubs his chin thoughtfully as you pore over the menu in front of you and wait. When he guesses, it surprises you just how close he is to the truth.

“New Orleans?”

“Actually, it’s Shreveport. But you got the state, how?”

“The uh.. The accent. But it’s cute!” Sam laughs.

A plump older woman makes her way over, taking a pen from the bun in her hair as she takes out her notepad. Your eyes dart around the crowded restaurant and you know you’re safe, but your mother’s endless warnings and the constant preaching you got as a kid to be aware of your surroundings at all times is at play and it can’t be helped.

“Lookin for someone?” Sam asks.

“Huh?” you laugh softly and shake your head, “No, my mom, uh.. She raised me to be hypervigilant and like.. Lately, weird things have been happening?”

“The apartment… Right?”

“Yeah! You heard that episode? I actually did take an EMF while I was filming. Got some feedback on the ghostbox too. Picked up some pretty interesting stuff. But it’s an old building, I mean, c’mon..” you dismiss it even though you can still hear the voice recording you picked up during the session and it still chills you to the bone.

The whole experience is probably the only reason you’re seriously debating on just finishing your semester online because you’re too afraid to go back. 

“The weird things.. They only happen there, right?” Sam questions. He’s debating on whether or not to text Dean, then he stops and thinks about it. Dean will probably laugh it off or dismiss it because it’s not a cryptid or something more mysterious or out of the ordinary.

You nod. “Yeah… I mean, aside from feeling like I’m being watched, but I mean, that’s my whole life, honestly?”

Sam cringes a little. You laugh softly and shake your head. “I guess my mom’s paranoia did rub off on me?”

Sam knits his brows. “Paranoia?”

“When I say my childhood was interesting.. Just take my word for it.”

“Ah. Yeah, I get it. Trust me, I get it.”

And one look into golden brown eyes tells you that he definitely gets it.

When you’re talking about your mother, all Sam can think is that he definitely knows how you feel, being raised by a hunter was… Quite the experience.

And not all of it was good, either.

,, but he was helping people… even if the people he should have been trying harder to help were with him the whole time. Look at what Dean’s doing now, man.”

He shoves the thought out of his head as the waitress returns, sitting your plates down in front of you both. You close your eyes and bow your head. Sam thinks it’s cute and out of respect, he does the same. After a few seconds of silence, you’re both digging into your food.

“There’s a bed and breakfast near here. They have one room left.”

It makes you both laugh when you say it at the same time. You swallow hard and stare at him a second or two. “We could share the room.. I mean, it’s not like you’re a stranger now, right?” you smile a little.

You have the sweetest smile he’s ever seen in his life and the instant the thought comes, Sam is flooded with guilt. Because he’s just ended things with Jessica, a girl he loved. A girl he still loves, despite the issues and the incompatibility.

,, but you’ve hinted at things you were never comfortable talking to her about in the first place, man. Stop and think about it.” the thought comes and Sam mulls it over. When he opens his mouth he’ll swear it was to suggest the Motel 6 off the interstate that he’s been reading Yelp reviews for for ten minutes, but instead, he’s agreeing to share the room at the little bed and breakfast.

–

“Everything okay, Lenore?”

The question draws her out of her thoughts. She rubs her forehead and laughs softly, gazing up over her shoulder at Bobby Singer, who is standing behind her chair. She nods.

“Our daughter is stuck in an airport in North Dakota tonight. She said she’s gonna get a room for the night and try to rent a car tomorrow.”

“Nonsense.. Dean, you’ll go get her, you’re already going that way to pick up Sam…” John smiles. “It’s better to let a seasoned driver handle it, Len. The roads can be treacherous.”

Dean glances from his father to Bobby and shrugs, shoveling mashed potatoes into his mouth. “Still say Sam’s not gonna show.”

“I don’t want to be any trouble, my girl will be fine..” Lenore tries to insist but Dean grins. “Nonsense, it’s fine.”

The brunette seems to relax a lot more when Dean reassures her that he’ll be fine with picking up both her daughter and Sam in North Dakota. ,, If Sam even bothered to come.” the thought comes and it’s bitter and for just a split second, Dean feels guilty.

It’s not like Sam abandoned them completely, he’s usually on the first flight out at any hint that he’s needed.

But the last time he came back, he wasn’t happy about it. Something about a girl and exams and maybe deep down, Dean was more than a little envious.

Dean finishes eating and stands, taking his plate into the kitchen to wash it. “Meatloaf was damn good, Lenore!” he calls out to her as he’s finished washing his plate and he’s pocketing his keys.

“Where are you heading, son?”

“Gonna get a jump on the drive. Might clear my head and help me figure out where we’re heading next, old man.” Dean is vague but as usual, John doesn’t seem to mind. He chuckles and nods. “Call me if you run into anything weird.”

“Gotcha.”

The door to the cabin slams behind Dean and the topic of conversation at the table turns to the podcast Lenore’s daughter hosts. The apartment building she lives in off campus near LSU and how it’s supposedly haunted, so this gave her daughter the not-so brilliant idea to host a live on Halloween and how ever since, her daughter has seemed… A little off somehow.

“She’s always been into this kind of stuff. She thinks I don’t know the real reason she chose Film school over Forensic science. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad she didn’t wanna go down the law enforcement path because that’s dangerous in and of itself because I know my girl and I know she wouldn’t have been happy with just doing Forensics and she’d have wound up working at the Behavorial Analysis Unit or over at  Quantico but.. Some of these places she picks to investigate are dangerous.”

“And we’re gonna talk to her about it when she gets here, hon, I promise.” Bobby is trying to ease Lenore’s mind and she nods. “She’s so headstrong though.”

“Yeah, well. I’m stubborn too. That episode she did where she went into the condemned house in Little Rock scared me shitless, woman.”

“What happened, Bobby?” John asks.

“The damn porch was about t’ fall in as she walked in. She just waltzed her little ass right inside, too. And we both know that stuff can attach itself to a person, John.. I just don’t want her putting herself in danger, man.”

“I get it, man.”

–

You’re at that stage of tipsy where you’re giggling and you can’t stop. Sam is sitting on the bed across the room and for the better part of an hour, you’ve been passing a bottle of tequila back and forth as Sam tells you about law school and how hard it all is, the breakup with his girlfriend Jess and his mixed feelings at going back to spend the holidays while helping his father and brother out with some hunt they’re doing.

“Yeah, well.. Try bein’ me. All I’m gonna hear is, “Oh honey, there’s this boy, he’s the grandson of the deacon down at my church..” you giggle as you wipe the back of your hand across your mouth and go silent. “The last guy she tried to set me up with so I’d ‘settle my ass down and stop worrying her to death’ to quote her… He was already seeing somebody!”

“At least your mom meddles, though.”

“Too much!” you’re laughing and you snort. Sam falls over on the bed laughing too and you pout. “She’d eat you up. Have you off tasting wedding cakes and everythin’ before we even have a proper first date.”

Sam sits up and stretches, reaching out for the bottle. He takes a healthy swig and as he’s doing it, he’s staring right at you. “She would, huh?”

“Mhm!”

The conversation has now gotten a little loaded, much like both you and Sam are at present. So you need to change the subject, but first you need to stop staring because his eyes are so distracting and you can’t seem to stop.

“What are you thankful for?”

Sam mulls over the question you’ve asked. “All night liquor stores. Turkey microwave meals, I guess.” he’s laughing when he says it, but he’s thinking about all the ‘family dinners’ on the holidays that seemed to follow that exact pattern and he’s realizing that maybe he misses his dad and his brother. And he really does wish he was closer.

And deep down, he knows already.. Law school was his dream but it’s turning out to be something he doesn’t really want. He’s gotten a glimpse of how broken the system is during a recent case he was allowed to shadow a local prosecutor in. Everyone is crooked. They’re out for themselves.

The victim’s family will never have their closure because the man who murdered their son is walking free and this is just eating him up inside.

You can feel the mood getting heavy. You take the bottle back and you move to sit on the same bed Sam is sitting on as you take a few long sips from the bottle. “I’m.. I’m thankful for gray sweatpants season.”

You want to die when the words come out because of course, Sam happens to be wearing said sweatpants and it’s your drunk and clumsy way of flirting a little because the tequila has obliterated all of your inhibition.

Sam is oblivious. He realizes what you were hinting about and he laughs too.

“Okay, fine. I’m thankful for Thanksgiving Clapback Season. Gives me one day where I can just be a… A smartass.” Sam hiccups and takes the bottle back from you as he goes on to add, “I’m t-thankful for short little sundresses. Y-you have to be f-freezing.”

“I’m just a l-little cold.” you giggle, holding up your fingers to indicate how cold you are.

And then you’re staring at each other. When Sam leans in closer and raises a hand to smooth your bangs back out of your eyes, your breath hangs in your throat. You’re leaning in too and you raise your thumb, resting it against his bottom lip. Your other hand raises and it catches in thick and shaggy hair. Before you can stop yourself, you’ve moved to seat yourself in his lap, legs around his waist.

“Hey Sam?”

“Yeah?” Sam’s voice comes out huskier, foreign to his own ears and he chuckles about it to himself. “What’s up?”

“Ever just l-like.. Done anything completely out o-of c-character?”

“Like w-what?”

“S-sharing a bed in a bed and breakfast in the m-middle of n-nowhere with a girl y-you met in an a-airport lobby?”

“I h-haven’t but.. I k-kind of w-want to.”

His lips graze against yours and the contrast, rough against soft, the taste of the turkey you’d both eaten a few hours prior, the smell of his cologne, all of it is almost overwhelming for you as you drag your tongue over the outline of his mouth and melt into him, breathing it all in. The kiss deepens and your nails dig down into the shoulder of the red,green and blue plaid shirt he’s wearing. Your heavy pea coat falls away, settling with a quiet rustle on the floor of the room.

And then you’re on your back and Sam is pressing himself down into you as you cling to him, a needy whine escaping your lips. During all of this, his cell phone is ringing and ringing but for the time being, Sam Winchester isn’t in a hurry to answer the call.

Sam’s eyes catch on the antique necklace you’re wearing and he hooks a finger into it, dragging the tip of that finger over your collarbones and making you shiver beneath him…

—

It’s foggy and gray the next morning. You both wake up with a pounding head, bodies tangled together. The ringing of your cell phones is what has both of you sitting up in the bed and rubbing your eyes as you both yawn at the same time. Sam leans in to give you a sweet little peck on the lips before grabbing his phone and stepping out into the hallway and as you reach for your phone, the thought crosses your mind that last night may have been just one night and right now, he’s probably out in the hallway talking to someone he left behind at school.

You make your way over to the windows and peer out, grimacing as you try to will the hangover away. Your mother is talking a mile a minute. The door to the room closes softly and Sam presses against you from behind.

“Sweetie, did y’ hear me? Your father’s sendin the son of his old huntin buddy to pick you up. His old huntin buddy doesn’t think it’s safe, you drivin all the way up here, not with the roads and all. You’re not used to the snow.”

“Mom, no.”

“Sweetie, just do this for me, please?”

“Okay, alright. Fiiine.” you mumble, rubbing your forehead.

“Okay, where’s this bed and breakfast again, Sammy?”

“It’s about ten minutes from the airport, Dean.” Sam answers his brother. “I shared a room with a girl I met in the lobby..”

Dean chuckles. “That why you sound like hell right now, man? How’d that go, hm?”

“Dean!”

“Oh come on, man.”

“Can you wait outside for Dean? He’ll be there in ten minutes.”

You’ve just heard Sam call his brother Dean but you put it off to coincidence. Sam hears your mother mention the name Dean but he puts it off to coincidence. After your calls have ended, you both rush to shower and get dressed in warmer clothes before heading downstairs to turn in your room key and wait.

“My brother, he’s uh.. On his way.”

“Yeah, my father’s apparently sending some guy a buddy of his knows to pick me up… So… About last night…” you’re fidgeting and Sam laughs, slipping an arm around you. “It was fun.”

You nod and smile. “I won’t forget it.”

“Me either.”

The Impala pulls to a slow stop and as soon as Dean picks up on what’s happened, he has to spend at least five minutes collecting himself before he gets out of the car, because he can’t stop laughing about it.

“Bobby is either gonna be real angry or he’ll be okay with it. This is like one of those soap operas, man.” Dean finally pulls himself together.

→ Dean is there, sweetie. Look for black Impala.

← You gettin in anytime before Christmas, Sammy? I’m waitin, man.”

You and Sam share a look.

“My ride’s here.”

“That’s my brother.” Sam nods to the Impala you’ve just been told by your mother belongs to the son of your father’s hunting buddy.

Your jaw drops.

“What’s wrong?”

You drag your hand through your hair and laugh softly as you hold out your phone to Sam.

“Wait.. You’re.. What’s your last name?” Sam asks, laughing at himself because last night happened so fast that somehow, neither of you even stopped to think one time that maybe it’d be a good idea to get each other’s names.

“Singer? What’s yours?”

“Winchester.”

“Wait.. Is John.. Is he your dad? Because that’s my father’s hunting buddy. He’s supposedly spending the holidays up at Bobby’s cabin now, I guess they’re gonna go on a huntin trip after my ma spends all day cookin for this ‘family’ Thanksgiving she’s determined to have?”

Sam nods. And he doesn’t tell you what exactly they’re really looking for.

Because you’re open minded, but somehow, he’s not entirely sure that hearing him confirm there are things out there that the average human just isn’t aware of will be taken well.

Sometimes, he wishes he could forget that humans aren’t the only species in existence. Or that ghosts are real and so are demons and right now, Heaven and Hell are fighting an ongoing war and using Earth and the human race as bargaining chips to an extent. Because honestly, he’s lived in it his whole life and sometimes, even he still can’t wrap his head around it.

“Yeah.. Dean.. is that who is supposed to pick you up? My brother’s name is Dean.”

“Mhm. In that Impala.” you nod towards the idling black car.

“This is going to be a fun ride, I guess?” you both double over laughing as you pick up your bags and start to make your way over to the car to get inside.

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HEYY I JUST WATCHED THE EPISODE THAT YOUR JAME THINGY IS FROM HEJDHD, its one of my favourites!! how about you whats your favourite episode(s) (im assuming you've watched them all? i havent if you haven't either so dont worry)

oh yes i have!!! im a bit rusty bc the last time i watched an ep was around this time last year but again the whole series is kind of ingrained into my head so

ok heres the list

1. classroom (s2e22)

i just love this one so much because it reminds me of an experience i’d have in elementary. the plot is that a test is supposed to take a place but there are technical difficulties that melanie and jim spend the whole episode fussing over, meanwhile there are a bunch of seperate plots going on inside the classroom between the kids and their little antics they’re going through despite being ordered to sit still until everything is sorted out, which of course they don’t do. in the end melanie is just like oh whatever lets just take the day off. and she joins in hanging out with the kids

2. belsons backpack (s2e36)

AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDHDHHDEHRHDHDSJDJDDDUDIDKDKKDK. THIS ONE IS SOOOO. Ok SO what happens is belson and clarence accidentally switch bags and clarence finds this comic belsons been making out of pages of some sort of zoology book about dolphins, with the main protagonist named bodhi. of course clarence confronts belson about it and he’s like Omg i didnt know you liked comics!!! I love this so much you should make more!!! with his gay ass and belson of course denies any connection. but instead of it ending there, he keeps making them and secretly giving them to clarence. i dont remember exactly what happens to initiate the next events but it ends in clarence coming to belsons house and helping him through writers block and spoilers belson literally cries. over how sweet clarence is. head in hands

3. lil buddy (s1e41)

loooots of people don’t like this one at all but it’s so special to me. they dont like it because it’s “ugly and creepy” but like honestly? as an autistic it resonates with me so much with how i used to feel as a kid if something i liked / relied on was taken away from me. i used to have a ton of meltdowns and panic attacks over the smallest things so seeing clarence go through the same thing in this episode. AUGH just ive cried several times watching this ep its so touching and its so sweet at the end. Please Watch It !!!! im not even describing what actually happens throughout it bc i want anyone who hasn’t seen it to watch it as spoiler free as possible (you might remember seeing those memes about clarence shaving his head and wearing a black hoodie, this is what that’s from)

4. rise and shine (s1e12)

another one that i like just bc its so cozy. the whole premise is clarence wakes up early like at 4 or 5 am i think, and we see his whole little morning routine that involves trashing the house and then cleaning it up again all before mary and chad wake up. it does have a plot like with this mountain lion that made its way into his backyard but i dont care that much abt that part tbh. again it’s mostly the feeling of the episode

5. the entire stormy sleepover saga (s3e5-10)

not even gonna say anything about this one for two reasons. one is spoilers and two is because id be here until 11 am (it is 5 am) if i did so. just know it is the best thing to come out of the whole series Ever and it is the closest thing to clarence being serialised there is.

6. balance (s1e50)

speaking of serialised stuff in this show!!! this one comes directly after the episode “in dreams” where jeremy, a kid clarence meets in his dreams and does everything he can to make clarence stay asleep and play with him, makes his debut. ok i know based off that description jimmy sounds like some kinda villain but he’s sweet and just wants a friend ok. there is not a single Bad Guy in clarence and if you disagree you are wrong. but yeah the episode balance is where balance, who i kid you not looks like a clarence x belson fan kid, shows up first. basically throughout the episode he causes a bunch of problems for clarence and belson but appears as a goody two shoes to the rest of the school, at the end even hypnotising the staff momentarily, before he gets sprayed with a hose and gets thrown back into his little clown car with similar versions of jeff, sumo and belson in there with him. just a really bizarre episode that has some cool lore stuff

and finally number 7 is video store (s3e35)

this one is so good its crazy. it has no direction or planned plot, it is literally just the voice actors messing around in the studio acting as the main three in a video store, trying to find the perfect movie to watch that they can all agree on and have never seen, while making the store clerk’s life hell. it is definitely one of the funniest episodes i can tell you that confidently

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March 2023 Art (Part 1)

oogh chonky month

vvv dates + info under the cut vvv

1 - 02/03/2023 : tixie wixie, was figuring out her hairstyle here i think, since this is much closer to how i draw it now, still was an overall work in progress

2, 3 - 09/03/2023 : i think im funny. a lot more horse this month :p also a Rusty doodle, doesnt look much like her but thats coz i had a weird dream where they cocomelon'd little robots and she looked like that, it was odd

4, 5 - 09/03/2023 : the hosre she is unwell with gorgeous girl syndome.. idk what else to say abt her i just love her

6, 7, 8 - 09/03/2023 : a Ru where i was trying out drawing her nose different, then drawings of her acting like me fr kin id and whatever, shes a silly old cartoon autistic, like girlie will talk to you about random puppet shows from the 60s, i love this about her

9-12 - 10/03/2023 : surgery surgery... i drew a lot of her hehe.. also pussy boobs. the film was on my mind bc id just seen it not long ago at this point, i enjoy MARINA songs as Surge songs, very nice x

13, 14, 15 - 18/03/2023 : i love this Eustace. i kiss her. Ru is a bit funny looking here, see: the fact i was still struggling with her side profile, but man i love Eustace here :D anyway i was thinking of story things again, so thats Ru following after Eustace like a lil puppy, Toni when she rolls up like a bad bitch, and Ru on the ground in a sapphic panic after witnessing Tonis bad bitchery (canon) i rly like the last one tbh Ru is so cute

16, 17, 18 - 21/03/2023 : Rushada horsin around :) i thought once she gets out of her dumbass office job, maybe she'd get some animal welfare qualifications and start working with horses properly, fulfilling her childhood dreams yay! she drags mud in the house

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Can I just want to say that as a classical music fan who doesn't even play, I love Symphony so much. Like it just puts my serotonin machine in full blast and I eagerly wait every musical reference.

Also would it count as a spoiler if I ask if reader-chan ever introduces Donnie to Mozart's 'Leck mich im Arsch'?

Anyway, I've been listening to some Tchaikovsky ballets whilst I was studying and now I've got all these thoughts of Swan Lake! Bay Leo and Sleeping Beauty!Rise Leo and Nutcracker!Rise Donnie and can't function.

yayyy i'm so glad! tbh i was a little worried how people would take to a fic so heavily based in classical music.... but the reception has been incredible! i'm like :000000 (<- my jaw hitting the floor)

i don't imagine violist-chan would tell him about it, no, but if you did i just see him staring at you like. my german is a little rusty but if i'm not mistaken that translates to—and you'd be like yep. (and if you then played it for him he'd immediately get bored bc ew. mozart)

tchaikovsky is actually one of my favorite composers! man. that rich chord progression in early romeo and juliet is just. fkkin ecstasy. i've been toying with the idea of doing something with a ballet!reader but. hhhh. that's just so much research to do properly and idk. i think i'm going to leave that one to someone with more knowledge on the subject to do it justice

[lilliths-httyd-blog]

Hi I have an odd question I’ve recently decided to get back into my old personal Viggo lives comic: “Beyond the Horizon” after seeing/reading other’s rtte art, theories, fics, and head canons on it (tbh your VLAU fic was definitely the kicker that made me want to get back into my comic) but I don’t want to seem like I’m copying or stealing ideas so I was wondering if you had any alternate names for Viggo’s Skrill (also some writing tips would be very helpful since I’m very rusty ;-;)

i mean

this is how i named viggo's skrill to begin with. just a random fucking chapter of a fic i started in early 2022 and abandoned until recently. i justified my choice of name because this bitch from black butler is also called beast and i think she's hot

in VLAU that story viggo referenced liking as a child about the boy with the magic eye was a reference to black butler i shit you not. i don't even like black butler anymore i haven't watched it in years and don't plan on watching it again any time soon.

i find using the Wings of Fire format of names really helps when naming dragons. lets look at the character names in WoF: Clay, Sunny, Starflight, Tsunami, Glory, Moonwatcher, Kinkajou, Deathbringer, Winter, Peril, Quibli and Turtle are some of the significant ones. go for something weather/sky/space themed for a skrill. just like that. combine weirder shit for the viking feel like hookfang or stormfly. but then you've also got like skullcrusher and cloudjumper so it's good. and then just words like barf, belch, toothless and grump so that works. steal the name Thunder from NR out of spite.

you can also search for old norse words that we're aware of and just find one that sounds like a name with a nice meaning if you want to be fancy and preppy.

another way i like to do it is steal species names from the httyd books like i'll just open up my copy of the incomplete book of dragons until i find something nice like... stickyworm? no... vorpent? no... toxic nightshade... NIGHTSHADE that would be a good name for a skrill you can use that if you want. doomfang seems like more of a dagur name than a viggo name but thats still a bangin skrill name.

and uhhh writing tips uhhhhh. i mean i don't got nothing tbh. be as self indulgent as you want. not everything has to live up to the standards of Scholars Mate and Choosing to Forget not everything has to be that good. my VLAU is genuinely just 17+(?) chapters of fluff and angst and vigcup being adorable and its just me projecting a bunch of my stupid little OOC headcanons onto my stupid little adhd blorbos. my other fics were either me being angsty, me listening a little too much to the httyd soundtrack, me just fucking daydreaming about random shit, or me going HAHAHAHAHAHA LETS MAKE VIGGO'S LIFE A LIVING HEL. i find inspiration from the most random shit. i took a bath once and when i hopped in my cold little toes burned like fire in the hot water and then i tried this coconut shampoo and now i have an entire WIP based on that one experience. there's no fancy thought or writing process behind it there's no "first drafts" (probably cuz i edit as i go lmao) there's no immaculate planning every little detail of the fic. it's just little magpie me going "oh shiny oh shiny oh shiny oh shiny" and then making a mosaic out of all the shitty pieces of glass i've found and somehow a couple people find the mosaic pretty so i am proud because i worked hard on it. and lemme tell you, writing self indulgent fanfiction where im not trying to please anyone except myself is so much fun like i've literally written about viggo being the twin's cousin and i literally made viggo a soft poetry boi and its just fun. i know some people aren't into that or aren't interested and thats fine they don t have to read it. write for yourself you don't even have to be good at it just do it who cares. thats the best advice i can give. just do whatever the fuck you fucking want