#this isn’t a complaint is was hilarious

[jmgangel]

I was rewatching Adoration with a friend and I can’t with Marinette sometimes. Zoé confides in her that she has a crush on someone and what’s the first thing Marinette does? Tell Alya. She’s so funny I love her.

[thatgirl4815]

^Why does the music that plays during the music room scene sound like it belongs in an action movie? Like I might as well be watching a criminal hacking into a government server, not two college dudes kissing.

[fruit-colored-ninja]

One of the funniest things about the ninjago fandom is that as far as movie fics go, I genuinely don’t think I’ve seen more than like, five that take place post-canon. Like, the vast, vast majority of movie fics are pre-canon. That is SO weird for any fandom but everyone here’s such a sucker for identity shenanigans and lloyd having a terrible time that it’s all we’ve got. It’s so funny.

[sodapaladin]

Ah, good old Animal Crossing GC. Sven said long time no see and then painted my roof without warning, and then Pompom offered to sell me something, and afterwards told me that “it may have cost less at the store, but too bad for you.” Incredible.

[mitsybubbles]

Whenever people call Reigen “Rei” I just think about him dressed up like Rei from evangelion

[aimless-imagines-for-fun]

Phone Fun

Pairing  ::  Tangerine x  fem!Reader

Warnings  ::     18+ Content, SMUT/NSFW, Phone sex, Masturbation(F&M)

Word Count  ::  1310

Summary  ::  Tangerine’s been gone for a while and you each miss each other a lot

A/N  ::  I KNOW I’VE BEEN GONE FOR LIKE EVER BUT we should have all accepted by now this is the type of person I am. I am sorry. Please forgive me for my laziness.

It’s not funny like at all how quickly I became a slut for this man. I even bought the book Bullet Train so I could get more of him. I also might make a small/mini series for him bc I think it’s hilarious if he dated someone who had no clue he was an assassin.

Tangerine is a professional. He does his job by the book(at least to the best of his abilities, given his line of work), quick and easy. He isn't the type to make mistakes or take risks. With that being said, he does everything he can to keep his work life and private life completely separate, even if that means lying to the person he loves most.

You hadn’t the slightest clue as to who he actually was. Everything you knew about him was an intricately fabricated lie of a life he created for you to believe. For starters, he told you his name was Gordon, and Lemon’s was Thomas. Lemon was happy he used names from Thomas The Tank Engine but would’ve preferred they had gone by Donald and Douglas since they’re brothers. Then, he told you he and Lemon both worked for a private security service firm that worked high-profile jobs. With this lie, you never questioned when he traveled to foreign countries for various periods of time. However, this also led you to presume he worked somewhat normal hours.

On more than one occasion, you called Tangerine while he was in the middle of work, and being the worry-wort he was when it came to you, he immediately answered after scrambling to find a decently quiet place to talk to you. Luckily, the calls were never because anything had happened to you or you somehow magically learned about the double-life he led and now wished to cut all ties with the contract-killer. Typically it was because you simply missed him and walked to talk to him for a bit, making sure he was okay.

Lemon always thought a simple text would have sufficed rather than a call. When he told Tangerine to tell you so, he received a menacing glare in response. After that, he completely threw out the thought of convincing him to tell you the truth.

Today’s call was not normal though.

“God am I glad you called.” Tangerine sat down on his bed, glad Lemon was out grabbing food so he could have a private chat.

You were able to hear clearly through the phone his exhaustion. “Was it rough today?”

He let out a deep sigh, earning a small chuckle. “You have no idea love.”

“You’ll be home soon, right?”

“Yeah, in two days.”

“I miss you so much.”

He was gone for nearly a month, jobs booked back-to-back. Before this, the longest he had been away was barely under two weeks.

Tangerine was looking forward to engulfing you in a large hug and pressing his lips against you in a passionate kiss. You never admitted it, but you became quite needy whenever he was gone. He never had any complaints since the sex when he got when he came back was always amazing. He couldn’t wait to toss you onto the bed, though he doubted if you two would make it to your room before you started your fun.

“This is gonna sound silly but…” You were hesitating. He was sure you had that shy smile you always put on when you were embarrassed right now. “I’m only wearing one of your button-ups right now.”

Only. That word rang in his head like a bell. “Oh really?”

Even though you knew he was returning soon, you were still incredibly lonely. Without thinking you grabbed one of his shirts and immediately a small smile formed due to the familiar scent that lingered. He didn’t use harsh over-bearing cologne that had multiple ingredients mixed creating a headache of a smell. Rather, he used a simple citrus herbal mix. Hints of orange and lemon hid under a woodsy scent with a slight spice.

Then, a slightly devious plan formed in your head, leading you to this very moment.

“Mhm.” You bit your lip, trying not to smile even though he couldn’t see you.

“And what are you doing right now?”

“What do you think I’m doing?”

“I think you’re waiting in bed for me to come fuck you.” The sudden drop in tone shot a tingle down your spine, the warmth between your thighs growing.

“Ding-ding.”

“Have you started touching yourself?”

“Not yet.”

“Why not?”

“Because I wanted to tease you.”

A dark laugh left his lips. “You know I don’t enjoy being teased love.”

“Exactly.”

Whenever you made the reckless decision to tease him, he would often end up turning the tables and turned you into a moaning mess. Sometimes you did it on accident, other times it was on purpose because you loved how worked up he’d get.

You let out a soft hum, starting by massaging your breasts. “Don’t worry, I’ll go nice and slow so you know everything I’m doing.” You pinched your nipples, rolling them between your fingers.

You always knew how to turn him on. It was truly a gift you had. Hearing your small satisfied hums, he began to grow hard and found himself palming the bulge in his pants that was forming.

One of your hands traveled downwards to start rubbing your wet folds. “Hnng...” You imagined he was here with you, taking care of your needs. You rubbed a small circle around your clit, doing your best to enjoy the moment instead of speedily making yourself cum.

Hearing a small zip and fabric moving, you knew he was doing the same. He began stroking his length, remembering the tightness of your cunt.

You were growing wetter by the second, so when you moved your other hand down to insert a finger a soft sucking sound of the mess you were creating was now heard. This caused his dick to twitch, eager to be wrapped around you.

You stopped rubbing your clit momentarily to stick in a second finger and begin pumping, hoping the wet sounds would excite him. Precum began beading at the top of his cock so he used it to help lubricate his shaft. Going at a pace that matched yours, his grip was tight but paled in comparison to your cunt.

Both of you could hear the other’s desperation in your moans. You each wanted to touch one another so badly but had to suffice with the situation at hand.

Deciding you needed more friction, you pulled your fingers out and sat up.

“What are you doing now, love?”

Shamelessly you replied, “I’m going to ride your pillow darling.”

“Fuck.” His balls tightened.

As your hips began rocking back and forth on his pillow, he began to thrust up in the air, each of you pretending you were riding him now.

Growing closer, you started rubbing your clit again, your fingers moving much harsher than before. He was also getting ready to cum, so he quickly threw off his vest and unbuttoned his shirt so that way they wouldn’t get ruined.

Your paced hips grew sloppy and your panting much louder. His groaning was becoming deeper, pumping and thrusting as if he was fucking.

“Ahh!”

The heat building in your stomach was begging to be released. You stopped moving, straddling the pillow with your hand between your legs. Your hand moved quickly across your clit until the tingling sensation finally broke. Your entire body tensed up, continuing to press firmly against the sensitive nub while your pussy clenched to release.

With his own muscles tense, hearing your cry of pleasure his cock twitched again, finally ready to cum. His tight sack finally contracted, releasing hot shots of cum that landed right on his abdomen. He released his hold, his cock continuing to jump as his entire load came out.

The only thing that could be heard now were the small breaths you were each taking to compose yourselves.

“Well this was fun,” You said while flopping onto your back.

“Fun, but not as good as the real deal.”

“Two more days until then.”

[weoris]

EVERY WHERE I GO

i. WHERE LEE HEESEUNG will go to the moon and back to show you off. you’d always promise each other to be there, wherever the other would go, even if it meant just in the heart.

GNRE fluff, angst, established relationship. PRNG clingy!lee heeseung x reader OTHR swearing, long distance. WRDS 1.5k ( 1573 words )

JAY VER. JAKE VER. HOON VER.

“HERE’S US IN BALI!” heeseung showed the photo to his group mate, who seemingly had no interest in you or your summer trip to Bali, or that you almost lost your swim suit or what hilarious thing that happened with some waiter.. or was it the air stewardess?

Either way, Yujin smiled tiredly and sighed. “Nice.” She let out, continuing to write while the boy continued to babble. “And it cost us every dollar we had, but it was so worth it! She even was going to buy me a watch! Of course I refused to.. but listen, she actually offered to get me one! Isn’t she such a generous girlfriend.”

Yujin, with her chin on her palm, gave a fake smile and kept her eyes big, “Yeah! Crazy!” She humoured the boy. All the poor girl wanted to do was complete her partner-project, but it seemed like her partner was more focused on his own personal partner..

Just in luck, you left him a text, saying you were around the cafe they were at. His eyes instantly lit up and Yujin scooted to view the dilemma. She almost fought a chuckle at his reaction.

The boy was giddy. Giggling and tapping his feet to the beat of imaginary music as he texted you back.

heebee❣️ ok baby, come quick! ilysm 🥰

Smiling at his cute response, you type out a quick ‘I love you too’ and put your phone back in your bag, using your hand to shade yourself from the sun.

Nearing the outdoor bench, you waved and smiled at Heeseung as he gave you one back as well. At your arrival, Yujin let out a sigh of relief and started packing her stuff. “Hi, baby!” He smiled wider and held your hand as you stood next to him.

“Hey, hee!” You giggled. “Hi, Yujin!”

“Hi!” She gave an exaggerated smile. “Please take control of your person.” Yujin whispered to you with gritted teeth, grabbing her iced coffee and leaving immediately, leaving you to snicker but redden up. It wasn’t the first time someone had mentioned something similar about heeseung’s clingy affection.

He greeted you with a kiss on your cheek as you sat down, “I missed you so much, you have no idea.” You rolled your eyes and giggled, looking down at his hands wrapped around your arm.

“Me too, hee. C’mon.” You smiled and grabbed his hand, packing his stuff and leaving the bench.

HIS FRIENDS DIDN’T HAVE IT EASY EITHER, dealing with his needy complaints ever since Heeseung started dating you.

“I miss her.. you know yesterday she made me waffles for breakfast? She even made me dinner the same night! Oh god, why don’t you ever make me dinner.” Heeseung gave Beomgyu the stink-eye.

Beomgyu furrowed his eyebrows, “Hey. I make us dinner all the time!”

Heeseung rolled his eyes and threw his head back with a groan. “I don’t want to eat ‘Betty’s healthy late night easy-to-make recipes for the whole family’ every night. Her chicken is raw!”

Beomgyu gasped at his dorm mate, “You ungrateful shit, Betty is the best! You just don’t like gourmet meals or precious old ladies!” His words made heeseung roll his eyes again.

“It’s not Betty that I don’t like. And I’d love a gourmet meal, it’s your brain that gets every idea from the fake Facebook mom groups you join that I hate!” Heeseung spat out more angrily as Beomgyu gasped ever heavier, almost accidentally choking.

“You’re just bitter that you failed Highschool home economics! It’s not my fault you burnt every thing we made!” Heeseung glared at the long-haired boy. “You dipshi-”

He stopped almost choking Beomgyu when he heard the door open, seeing your confused figure outside.

He smiled immediately and practically floated to you. “Hi baby.” He grinned and wrapped his arms around your neck, pressing a kiss on your head, then ten more on your face. His gesture made you giggle as you looked away from him.

Beomgyu made a disgusted face but smiled when you waved at him. “Don’t mind him, he’s just bitter.” Heeseung smiled affectionately at you, but turned to scowl at his roommate.

The latter gasped at his words. “Yeah, and your boyfriend is an ungrateful brat!” Beomgyu yelled out as Heeseung brought you into his room, once again turning to scowl at the boy.

BUT AT TIMES, YOU COULDN’T BE THERE. “What is it?” You smile at your boyfriend, who had came over to your dorm a few minutes ago to break whatever ‘exciting, mind-blowing, life-changing’ news he had.

He jumped on the couch and held your hand with a giddy smile on his face. “Are you sure? It’s really big news!”

Rolling your eyes, you sigh with a smile. “Yes! C’mon!”

Heeseung pursed his lips before speaking again. “Ok, ok. So you know how I’ve been like.. dreaming of that super exclusive three-year internship, study programme thing right?”

You nod, remembering the nights of sleep he’d miss to upgrade his resume and get the chance to go. “Well.. I made it! I’m going!” You jumped up at his words, gasping and hugging him immediately. “Oh my god, that’s great! You’ve worked so hard, I’m so proud of you!”

“I know, I can’t believe it.” He pulled away to look at your eyes. “Thank you.. for supporting me all the time. I..” his smile turned a bit more sad, you could see it in his eyes. “I want to spend all the time I have left here with you..”

Confused rested in your expression. Your eyebrows furrowed, you tried to smile still. “What? The time you have left? What- what are you saying, hee?”

He sighed again, but quiet enough to not worry you. “I’m.. the programme is abroad. It’s in the states..” Your eyebrows raised and you took a deep breath in. “Wow.. that’s.. uh- far.” You looked down but smiled again when you saw his worried expression.

“But it’s good! You know.. the US has a ton of.. amazing opportunities.” You smiled, masking your sadness — you still were happy for him, no matter how hard it would be.

He frowned at your pitiful expression. “Baby.. I don’t want anything to happen to our relationship, ok? I know long distance is hard but we’ve been through so much together already! 3 years apart can’t do much harm, can it?” You look up at him, and his beautiful, hopeful doe eyes make you smile and nod. “Of course not.”

A wave of relief washes over him as he hugs you tight, not wanting to let go — as if you’d vanish if he did.

THE DAYS WITH HIM were everything you’d ever dreamed of and more. He took you to amusement parks, fancy dinners, bought you flowers and pretty rings — you felt like you had just won the prince you had always dreamt of as a little girl.

but it every fairytale, there is some sort of heartbreak, and this was that moment.

“I’m going to miss you so much..” you muttered into his shoulder, raising your head to avoid your tears coming out. Even though you wore waterproof mascara just for this occasion. He pulled away, putting the flowers he had received from his mom on top of his suit case and pulled you in for another tighter hug.

He left no words, as he embraced you as close as he could, lifting your feet off the airport floors for a second before putting you down. He couldn’t say anything to you, he was sure he’d choke up.

“Why are you crying?” You said, wiping a running tear off his cheek and chuckling, even though you felt your tears running down as well. He laughed too, at your words and hold your face in his hands. “I’ll miss you so much too.. you can’t even imagine.”

You smile in content, resting your foreheads against each other. “We’ll be alright. I’ll be there!” You put your hand against his chest, right on his heart, “Here. I’ll always be here.” He looked down at your hand and held it with his own.

Looking back at you, he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “I know you will.” He smiled and tilted his head to kiss your lips softly. When you pulled your lips away, his parents came rushing from the bathroom. “Did we miss anything?” They frantically said.

You both chuckle and shake your head. “No, I was just about to go.” He pulls away from you to hug and wish goodbye to his teary-eyed mother and proud dad. “I love you guys.”

“I love you. So much. Remember that alright?” He smiled teasingly, making you roll your glistening eyes. “Mhm, mhm, I love you too.” Pecking his lips one more time, he smiles and smoothes out your hair before going. “Bye!”

After waving, Mrs. Lee blows her nose quickly as heeseung’s father leads her down. You give one last wave to heeseung and motion a call sign with your hand, signalling him to call you on the plane. He giggles and waves back, sending a flying kiss and nodding. “Y/n, are you coming?”

You turn to heeseung’s father and immediately walk towards them. “Mhm. Let’s go.”

And when you reached home, you were pleased to find a text from him attached with a selfie of him and his hand on his chest while seated on the plane.

heebee❣️ right here with me ✈️💓

NOTE cutie little heebee is too much. yapped a lot here but this was so adorable I almost GAVE UP. I need someone like hee or else I’ll explode, srsly. and yes plans for the rest of hyung line r up.. if i have enough ideas I’ll do for the maknae line possibly??? I HAVE TOO MANY SERIES IDEAS I CANT EVEN FINISH ONE (..most including ones of my old works)

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[impishjesters]

Jax x Female Reader adopting a cat

warning(s): nothing just some good ol' wholesome chaotic cat dad Jax A/N: I feel like Jax would have a lot in common with a cat, moody and mischievous to name a few... request: id like to request a jax x female reader where the reader like, adopts an npc cat for company, with jax’s reactions to the cat. maybe jax begrudgingly helps the reader care for the cat? :3

When you approached Caine with the question of if he would make you a cat to have as a pet he was only slightly confused. Like did you want a pet cat or like, a large person-like cat.

When questioned you simply stated you wanted a cat for company, you had one before and it just didn’t feel the same without your little feline baby.

Caine whipped you up a cat easily and suddenly you now had a next to no-maintenance feline friend that you quickly named Evie, a name you found quite hilarious given the situation that only confused Caine further.

Not that the name got used much, you called her everything but the name. Typical random cat nicknames, scoots, loudmouth, etc.

Jax had taken to calling her Bastard despite your complaints, not to mention it took several minutes to piece together what word he said through the censorship.

“We’re not naming her Bastard.”

“What about little shit?”

“The only little shit around here is you, my love.”

“Fine, smaller shit.”

Jax isn’t a huge fan of cats, he doesn’t hate them, but if he had to choose between a cat and a dog he’d pick the cat. At least it could take care of itself.

He helps you take care of the cat but he’s not putting much effort into it until one day Evie starts knocking stuff over. Jax learns that cats are also mischievous little shits.

So maybe he doesn’t dislike cats as much as he did before, maybe it’s just because she’s a digital cat that she’s got more self-aware than real cats. But he definitely feels a connection after that, little miss Evie is always his second in command when fucking with the others now.

It would be precious and wholesome if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s now using your feline daughter to start shit and freak the others out. (It’s easy to forget there’s a cat, usually, she’s with you and not so…tricksy)

Zooble likes to joke that Evie needs a better baby daddy. Jax gets dramatic and holds Evie close and protectively saying he’d die for Evie, and by he, he means he’d sacrifice someone else for her.

“You can pry my little girl from my cold dead digital fingers.”

It’s hard to tell if it’s a joke or not with how seriously he takes his role as cat dad, he does, however, like to fuck with you in saying that you’d make a great mom if you’re able to take care of Evie and him.

Food for thought.

“Where’s ya momma at Evie?”

“Where’s daddy hiding now?”

“Shit, I won’t tell your mom if you don’t.”

“You can’t just keep helping your dad scare the others, Kinger’s gonna have a heart attack one of these days…”

The whole family thing was a joke at first but now it sticks, both of you cracking jokes about how you have to save up for her college fund and all that good stuff.

“I work hard to make this house a home.” - Jax at some point in time despite the fact he doesn't work and this isn't a home... necessarily.

[sp0o0kylights]

Being from PNW as I am, I really want to do a Polybius AU with Steddie (I just don’t want to write it lmao) 

We begin with Eddie being absolutely attached to this growing urban legend. An arcade cabinet shrouded in mysterious gameplay, awash with rumors of kids disappearing or even dying, and men in black “collecting” something from the cabinet every week? 

Throw in his own little weird encounter with an arcade game as a kid, one Eddie cannot for the life of him find again and yeah, he’s salivating over this shit. 

Hellfire’s tired of hearing about it. This has been Eddie’s white whale since they met him, they’re done listening to him chase down rumors and insist the game was checking for psychic powers in the population. (Or testing a “mind weapon” or six other things.) 

 He gets met with nothing but groans and complaints when he catches wind that something like Polybius popped up on the west coast, igniting the rumors all over again, but this is a new tale for Hellfire’s freshmen.

They sit, enraptured  and asking six million questions, by something everyone but Mike thinks is just some silly bullshit story--but it’s so out there that Lucas and Dustin placate him. 

(“Why on earth would Brenner use an arcade cabinet when he was just kidnapping kids at birth Mike, you just want an excuse to see El…”)

Obviously Polybius IRL takes place in Oregon, but let’s say things have grown a bit. Extended, like the growth of a disgusting, pulsing vine, into California. 

Will is walking home when his hand flies to the back of his neck, a buzzing overtaking his ears as this weird, black arcade cabinet from a nearby shop seems to slide into his focus.

Slowly, like a camera lens being focused, it pulls him in until El yanks him out of it and he realizes he hasn't been breathing.

 Later he tells Mike--because he has to tell someone that isn't Jonathan and isn't El and absolutely isn't his mom-- and Mike absolutely loses his shit. 

This, of course, accumulates into a blowup at lunch, in front of the rest of Hellfire. 

Who are rolling their eyes because oh God, not only has Eddie infected the freshman with this, they’re now doing that thing they do where they get all secretive and try to talk in code words. 

(As if all of Hellfire isn’t aware they think “Mike’s girlfriend” who is about as real to them as Suzie is, has superpowers. 

The party is good at a lot of things, but whispering isn’t one of them.)  

There's an argument about whether this means Brenner, or someone like him, is collecting kids again and if so, do they have a responsibility to stop it, and that this isn't the Upside Down this is human horror, but what if it is actually the Upside Down, they don’t know--and it goes round and round between the Party in Hawkins and El & Will up in California, via phone calls. 

The Hawkins crew decides they need to go to California, together. 

They just…have to figure out a way to get there, first. 

Will & El on the other hand, decide they can’t wait, because they can save kids.

They can make a difference--prevent this shit from happening in a new location all over again.

El doesn't want to be like Kali anymore, but she understands what Kali was trying to do and she feels that same sort of responsibility to stop what she can. 

They disappear. 

Jonathan calls everyone he can, frantic, because he thinks Will and El have decided to go back to Hawkins, and his mother just left with Murray to do something she was extremely vague about and Argyle does not have enough weed for this.

If you guessed this accumulates with a Eddie + the Extended Party (Nance/Steve/Robin) going on a road trip you’d be right. 

Also they collect Suzie on the way because no one ever uses her in stories and fuck it she’d be fun to bring in. 

With them being in California you have Max’s past coming into play, as well as Eddie’s own mystery with the arcade cabinet, everyone crashing together at the Byers house (one bed or no bed either is hilarious for Steddie) and as we left the rest of Hellfire back at Hawkins to try and dodge six million questions about where like, ten people vanished off to (“Uh….camp?”) we get to have some fun there too. 

Throw in Eddie’s massive ass crush, “out of Hawkins”  Robin + Steve (who is perhaps a lot more chill with things than Eddie realized) and a need to go “undercover” at a gay bar purely for selfish reasons on my end (I want to see Steve flirt shamelessly with men and watch Eddie blue screen bc of it) and you have a lot of fun with the entire groups dynamic. 

I don’t have an ending other than Eddie at some point needs to play Polybuis and Steve drapes himself over Eddie’s back, whispering encouragement in his ear as a way to keep him from getting pulled into it the way Will was while the kids work together to kill whatever it is the government's unleashed this time (not Brenner, but instead another branch or faction who took his research and ran) but I’d love to parallel Eddie more to Will, on both the gay and supernatural fronts.

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

But Caitie, why are you so pressed about bad faith criticism from book fans about the wheel of time show? Great question I’m glad you asked.

From what I have observed book fans who are saying that it’s a bad adaptation and not worth watching have criticisms that usually boil down to one or all of these three objections.

1. They’re spending time in the show on characters who aren’t the ta’veren boys/Rand

2. Any changes have been made at all in order to adapt the story to film

3. There are too many queer characters and actors of color

All three of these talking points became a common refrain during season one, largely driven by the hilariously un-self aware manpilled alt-right shitheads in the /r/whitecloaks subreddit which got shut down for harassing other subreddits in 2022. It should be obvious that a lot of the motivation there was a misogynistic and racist misreading of a deliberately feminist and multicultural book series. If you think RJ would find this diverse show full of badass and well fleshed out women a poor adaptation of his work you are kidding yourself.

And regarding the other less obviously white supremacist complaints: Rand is not the only important character. Anyone who has read past like book two should be well aware that every main character’s point of view is important to the overall narrative. There are only 8 seasons in which to get through all of those main characters’ arcs. Of course they are starting them all now. Are the boys getting less screen time than they get pov chapters early in the books? Sure. This is necessary because once again, the ta’veren boys are Not the only characters that matter. I don’t know why people are so surprised that ALL of the main characters of a book series with over a dozen recurring pov characters are going to have character arcs.

And again if you’re just mad that it’s more queer and polyamorous. Fuck off.

There are valid criticisms to be made about this show if you engage with the show in good faith and judge it by its own merit instead of just comparing it scene by scene to the books. For instance I think it’s fairly obvious that the first season suffered as a result of late stage rewrites made to account for a shortened episode count, and Perrin’s arc in particular was off to a rough start.

But in season 2 I think they are doing a lot of things right, and the change of speeding up his acceptance of his wolfkin powers is a Very good one I think.

And the rest of this season rules to be totally honest. All of the Moiraine and Lan stuff is Great and really sets up for later events so well. And I am enjoying Everything about how the show is handling the Forsaken so far. Episode 4 was my favorite yet, Lanfear is fucking Perfect. This season is absolutely nailing character beats for all the most important characters, and doing excellent character work around the major themes of the book series and setting up for future key events. Every scene with any of the Aes Sedai is my favorite. And some things have been markedly improved by the show over the books. I cannot get over how good the team up of Mat and Min is so far. And the normalization of polyamory in the culture of randland is Brilliant for the long term series.

If this show gets cancelled because so many of the book fans refuse to even try to engage with it for what it is instead of what isn’t, it will be a goddamn tragedy. And if you’re just really disappointed that you can’t as easily skip the scenes with the girls the way you skipped the POV chapters of all the women when reading the books then please take a big step back and ask yourself if unchecked misogyny is a good look in 2023.

[ekingston]

Your reply on ao3 about your wife’s screenshot and being a cheerleader stuck with me, because I’ve realized I don’t actually articulate enough how amazing some writers (read: you) are. I finished the most recent chapter of soup (after eleven-thousand unacceptable distractions), and I was going to plunk together a quick comment that would absolutely not do enough justice to express the genius I find your writing to be. So instead I opened a google doc and started smashing my keyboard which resulted in a pretty long-winded... something, but allow me to fan-girl for like, a second:

The quality and style of your writing floors me every time. There is an effortlessness about it that makes it totally and completely bingeable but also something that gives a little more each time I read it. For me, it’s the most replayable form of literature: I can go back for the plot, for the character rapport, for the punchy dialogue, or for the voice of the narrator. It fits all the moods. It charms me. It amuses me. I want to hug it.

Your work excites me, and when I think of authors and works that excite me, I’m lumping you in with like, Heartburn which is an all-time favorite for that exact reason: I can binge it in a day or go back and sip on it and discover something clever and witty and just impossibly gorgeous in execution.

And speaking as someone who CANNOT for the life of me write something that doesn’t eventually tumble into a vat of angst, I also just adore the way you manage tension without losing the light-hearted reading experience. Holiday wine is a masterpiece, AND I think Soup is almost better because you juggle so much more: the chorus of characters are taking on their own plot lines, the stakes are higher, you add danger and adventure, you weave a more complex, interconnected storyline, and you massage it all beautifully to act as a supporting cast to the core of the story.

Which brings me to the trope (and a complete tangent): miscommunication. Like, ok look… I usually can’t stand it. But that’s mostly because of the execution: the obvious interruptions, the clear misdirection and disregard for natural intuition, the not asking the right questions, the very blatant ham-fisted forcefulness of it just… I can’t.

AND THEN YOU WENT AND MADE A MASTERCLASS OF IT.

You took every complaint you didn’t know I had and put in the work to make it believable. Kara is charmingly oblivious but not for lack of trying. She perfectly talks past Nia and Alex and Lena not just once but every. time. and every time is just so well-conceived and articulated and *gesticulates hands in the air wildly trying to find the right word* gah. The world of her confusion and misguidedness is so believable and commendable and *gesticulates again* gah. This is the absolute genius of the work. I will give kudos till I’m blue in the face about the story as a whole, but I will die on the ‘Easter crushed the miscommunication trope’ hill.

And this is just ONE EXAMPLE of how you knock it out of the park every single time. I could go on about how solidly you write the characters, how charming your prose is, how epic your one-shots are, or how I don’t even care that I can’t trust your chapter count anymore but this is already a run-on and I'm running out of air.

I don’t know how you write, if there is one draft or a million, if you just stream–of-conscious this into existence, or if you summon the words through a ouija board, but it’s brilliant and commendable and THANK YOU for doing what you’re doing.

so. this message is. a miracle? and you are a GIFT. and i’m not going to be able to elaborate much beyond that, because unlike you, i am terrible; at writing attentive notes, at handling compliments, and—hilariously, maybe, since i’ve finally started thinking of myself as a writer again after a decade of self-loathing false starts—at writing down my thoughts in an easily digestible way.

can i say it’s the nicest thing i’ve ever gotten from someone who isn’t (yet?) a close personal friend? that the timing of it was almost implausibly perfect because it arrived in the middle of the deep breathing exercises i was doing after being made aware of some deeply stupid twitter discourse around Soup that was going on right as i was getting ready to post its final chapter?

i think i’ll stick to the important stuff: like THANK YOU. like how your (AMAZING) note completely obliterated the bad stuff and made me excited not just to wrap up this fic, or even to jump into the next, but about doing it all in the first place. that it was a very needed reminder of what an immensely privileged position i’m in to be able to put something out online that brings people (you) enough joy that you want to come tell me about it. and, obviously, that the specific things you chose to highlight are extraordinarily flattering, and i am absolutely not immune to that kind of thing.

i went back and forth on publishing this ask because it feels almost embarrassing, and boastful. but whatever, you know? you made me feel good about my writing again and provided important perspective and ultimately you put thought and effort and overall awesomeness into it and i’m not going to hide that away when you intended it to be shared.

thank you. SO MUCH.

[soreshoulder]

TW: degradation | f- slur use

i laugh every time he says he isn’t gay. “i’m not gay! i don’t mess with that gay shit like that!”

he says it like it’s the end of the world. as if the mere thought of others even thinking he’s gay is deplorable. i laugh at it every single time. i find it hilarious. because i know he’s lying. i know the way he looks at me and lingers his eyes a bit too long on my crotch. i notice how his cheeks turn red whenever i look at him. because he knows what we do when we’re not around others. the same time he’s telling others he isn’t gay, he’s texting me about how much he wants me to fuck him again. to spread him open and use him like a toy for my own personal pleasure. i love it. i love it when i take him to the bathroom in a house full a people and suck him off. playing with his lil dick like it has any use being inside any woman. i would pity any girl who would have the displeasure of having such a tiny dick in her. he wasn’t made to be fucking woman. he was made to be fucked. to be fucked and breed only by me. i tell him this constantly. “you think any chick would want a man with a dick this small? how many times do i have to fuck you to remind you what you were made for, huh? you’re nothing but a cocksleeve made for me baby. remind yourself of that every time you think of me”

he parades himself like this frat jock womanizer that showers in pussy. yeah right, it’s always so laughable. he probably doesn’t even know how to find the fucking clit. but he knows how to take cock like a fucking whore. taking it deep in his throat without making a single noise. “you’re doing so good baby. so fucking good for me, yeah ? you like taking my cock in your throat. until it’s the only thing you can fucking think of”. he moans around my dick and rolls his eyes back. he loves every second of it. he can deny it all he want but he knows how his day will end. he can call me a fag in front of his friends all day long. but he knows who’s bed he’ll end up on. the same bed he’ll be begging on. “fuck me please, please. i promise i’ll be a good boy for you so please. i need it so badly, i need it inside me i can’t think of anything else. fuck me”. he’s so whiny and demanding. sending me videos and pictures fingering and riding a dildo, begging me to come over. all while posting untrue shit about how many woman he fucked. his probably moans louder than a girl. i can’t count how many complaints i’ve gotten because of him. he’s just a whiny little bitch who’s obsessed with cock but doesn’t want to admit it. i remind him every day who he is. nothing more than a hole that i empty my cum into. another bitch to breed. “what would your friends think baby? what would they say when they found out you’re another fag who likes dick up his ass, huh?”. he doesn’t give me a response other than moans and whimpers. crying as he keeps riding my cock like his life depends on it. holding my hand while doing so. i need him. i want to corrupt him until the only thing he knows is me. “mhh, don’ care..only wan’ you..” his voice slurs. he’s so cute. he’s mine

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• this was intense imo but i couldn’t get straight guy getting fucked until he’s cock obsessed out of my head. hoped yall like it. i might do one with a religious motif next. bye

[another-lost-mc]

... To add to the WHB topic, I'm someone in the middle (kinda?) The art style isn't my favorite but so many obey me writers I love are talking about it (including you!) so I'm almost convinced to try it. ... Though a sex scene that reads like writer's first lemon sounds a bit out of my scope (don't get me wrong I don't mind a good scene, it just... has to be *good*). Also the crashes are worrying. If it crashed on me in an important or tedious part I might throw my phone lol

My $0.02:

I sort of feel like WHB is giving OM! players who want raunchy, devilish characters a taste of that even if it doesn’t quite hit the mark. I like the art so that’s a big factor for me. Some of the comedic moments definitely made me laugh, the little red devil guy is hilarious and very cute.

I think everyone’s tolerance for the smut scene dialogue is going to vary so I can’t say try or don’t try it for that reason alone. Maybe you can find playthroughs or screenshots of it and judge it that way at a glance. It’s not going to be the quality you’d find in decent fanfic but I’ve already seen WHB writers start to pop up so that’s promising for the fandom. don’t tempt me

I’m mitigating most of the crashes by resetting the app every couple battles manually, since that’s when it happens to me 90% of the time. The game’s subreddit was helpful for me to figure out the other little details I had trouble with, like how the hell the Secret Club worked. lol

My biggest complaint is the ratio of battle levels to story levels. There’s A LOT of battles between story stages and sometimes the story stage isn’t very long. I keep plugging away at it because I’m intrigued by it, even if the written smut parts aren’t really to my taste. The art though…🥵

[jerktournament]

ROUND ONE - Harrowhark (The Locked Tomb) VS Jonathan Sims (The Magnus Archives)

!!! PROPAGANDA BELOW !!!

HARROWHARK: "- Generally just nasty to everyone even people who are nice to her (thinly veiled defense mechanism) - Literally mocked a girl for crying over her dead mother. What a woman - once got jealous of her crush talking to a terminally ill woman and when called out on it basically responded "well I think she should kill herself 😌" what is her problem? (Affectionate. Also it's everything)"

JONATHAN SIMS: "I actually haven’t listened to the whole thing in a while (there’s a good few hundred episodes) so some of this might be off the mark, but I love him, so please forgive me! Anyway he literally started a global apocalypse of worldwide suffering. He trash talks his love interest (Martin) for, like, a good three seasons, and it’s hilarious. If I remember correctly, in the first season (ages before they get together), Martin is holed up in his house for a week or something under attack by killer worms (long story) and he didn’t call in for help because he was worried Jonathan would call him crazy or something, which, actually, isn’t unfounded because the whole time he’s gone Jonathan is making very snarky complaints about his character on offical reports. He’s prickly as fuck. He has never known healthy communication. He’s British, of course he’s not well adjusted. He’s such a fucking jerk I’m obsessed with him. I don’t think there’s a character in the series he hasn’t said a bad thing about. In his opening lines, he trash talks a (very very recently) dead women he’s never met because she didn't organise her archives well enough. He works in a supernatural institute and for a good part of the first season, he’s a hardcore skeptic and shit talks every report he reads, and it’s comedy gold. One time he actually tells a recently widowed woman to her face he thinks she’s crazy when she comes to him to tell him about a supernatural occurrence. Character witness: at one point he’s falsely accused of murder and literally NONE of his close coworkers he’s known for years believe he’s innocent. Theres so much more I could talk about, but I think I’ve written enough. There’s also some heavier stuff, but I don’t think I need to mention it. In conclusion, he’s my one true blorbo and I’d die for him."

[ad0rebrial]

I read through your intro post, and If requests are open, I have one :> Could you do top transmasc reader x Larry? If you're not comfortable doing a trans reader, could you do a male reader instead? If you wanna do fem reader, that's also okay. I hope you have a great day! =^-^=

Sure! I would love too! I won’t do Transmac reader because I get worried over if i’m depicting that into the reader correctly and I’ve read some stories about a trans character and the comments were complaining that the author didn’t write this certain trans character right in terms of their sexuality. So just to be safe of myself and not wanting to make people upset, I’ll do male reader!

And YAAAY MY FIRST REQUEST!!💜💜

warnings: Smut, NSFW, edging, teasing, praise & degradation, hair pulling, begging, obviously all characters are adults cause that’s weird

Now, as we sort of know, Larry can and will be a tease. It’s in his nature and personality to be very teasing with those close to him—ESPECIALLY you.

In the beginning, he will be very teasing and snarky. He doesn’t take you seriously as much as you want him to but your up for a challenge.

Making him act cooperative is like playing tug of war. You can’t get him to cooperate and follow your commands without him pulling on your patience with some sort of back-talk. It makes you so frustrated that he just isn’t following through and he knows that he’s getting you worked up.

But you didn’t want to give him that fulfillment so you toned down a little bit with the commands and started to go slow and gentle, trying to soothe him down into putty was a good tactic to use.

You turned your rough talk into a soft, sweet one. You didn’t seem to have such a tight grasp on him as you also softened it up completely. This got Larry confused slightly at your new change of heart but he obviously didn’t let that bratty facade of his go down the drain, still keeping it running.

“Will you be a good boy and behave for me?” You would ask with a soft tone as your fingers ran through his long hair. Larry would feel queasy on the inside as you did this, making him let out a groan. He wasn’t going to admit it (not like he needed to anyway) but he enjoyed it when you would pull that on him. He couldn’t help but nod his head.

Larry’s breath would hitch when you got close to his more intimate parts of his body as well as sensitive parts of him. The way your fingers would just glaze across his body all so freely made him stiffen up but in a pleasurable manner. It’s like you knew where to touch him and how to get him to “behave”.

Praise is a number one go-to. He enjoys some degrading but he can’t help but ease himself into the praises that leaves your lips. It makes him feel like he’s doing good and it also helps him know that you aren’t too annoyed at his teasing and bitchy behavior during this whole thing.

When Larry feels you pull at his hair he will let out a quiet moan before cursing at you slightly. He has such long pretty hair…how could you not just feel the need to just yank it or pull on it? Larry won’t admit it AT ALL but he loves it when you would just pull on his hair. It just aroused him even more than ever.

God, he will whine about you not allowing him to relieve himself of this pleasurable moment, you just keep on with your teasing. When you heard his complaints you would scoff and roll your eyes before telling him to shut his mouth and stop complaining. Dont forget to add onto the fact that he too also teases you constantly! He has a LOT of nerve sending complaints your way…hypocritical I tell you…

If you tease him enough, he would practically beg you to just fuck him already. He would whine and plead just to have you deep inside of him. It’s hilarious for you, honestly! The way you would snicker in his face at his pleas just filled you with triumph. It’s satisfying to see how he went from being a teasing smart-ass to a beautiful, whiny mess underneath you. It’s funny how people change when they are pushed.

Now of course, Aftercare is ESSENTIAL AND VITAL. Never forget that one last important step. Larry would be hella tired after that intense situation and feel drained. Honestly, he would probably fall asleep right after and you couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle at such a sight.

Now since Larry done left you to do all this cleaning, you immediately got to work…changing the sheets, getting yourself cleaned up, getting him cleaned up, making dinner for the two of you, and doing whatever you can so that Larry can wake up feeling all nice and clean!

Before Larry even wakes up you hop into bed with him and turn on some tv as you just lay there beside him, occasionally after a while laying your head on his own.

If he even does wake up he will be surprised that you cleaned everything while he was in bed sleeping. He would kinda feel slightly bad for leaving you to clean all of this by yourself but then he realizes that even if he didn’t fall asleep he would still be too damn lazy to clean anyway, but he’s thankful for you. He’s always been thankful for you. You had never done him any wrong and you’ve just been such a good partner to have. As well as a good friend to have around. Yes, he understands that he may be a pain in the ass but he’s glad that you have the patience and time to put up with his nonsense. That just shows that you’re a keeper!

Im kinda scared that this isn’t good…I haven’t done a request before so Im pretty excited but yet kinda nervous…I really, REALLY hope you like it! I tried my best and I want you to also enjoy your own request! 💜💜💜

[fnafwritings]

Okay that’s it time for some headcanons to get these blorbos under control, and also bc it might help with writing them in the future:

Sun

Sun is the featured personality when the ambient light around him is over a certain threshold for at least a few seconds. He is very aware of Moon, and while management often categorizes them as one animatronic, most employees and customers instead refer to them as two distinct characters. Sun also shares a memory with Moon, though he describes it less as being out of control of his body and more like watching a summary of events when he eventually takes control back, sometimes forcibly.

Though Sun adores kids, he can and does get severely anxious and overstimulated by them; this happens rarely, though multiple animatronic software engineers have yet to find a reason why—if he’s programmed to be a caretaker, how can he get overwhelmed by his primary duty? Regardless, Sun is often able to get through a full day of glitter glue and screaming by retreating to his room above the daycare, or if he’s particularly desperate he will try to let Moon take control, though this is even rarer still.

Sun is extremely expressive and bouncy, and several people have joked that if he was tied to a chair then he wouldn’t be able to talk at all; he makes large gestures with his hands almost constantly, though nobody is certain if that’s simply a happy accident of his childcare programming or if he’s just like that—the kids love him regardless. He’ll often jump about or the sunray spines on his head will spin about when he’s excited about something. Because of this, Sun is an atrocious liar (not that he likes lying in the first place)

Both Sun and Moon are incredibly flexible and acrobatic, but Sun does his best to keep any ‘unnatural’ motion or twisting around to a minimum—it frightens the children, or so he has decided, so most of his body language is relatively natural.

Moon

Similar to Sun, Moon is given control over their body when the ambient light is very low for at least several seconds, though the shift can sometimes take up to a full minute. Single points of light—such as a flashlight—does not inherently make him change back into Sun. It is painful however, as his eyes are carefully attuned to seeing in the darkness when he is physically switched over, perhaps even having a form of heat-sensitive vision that his maintenance workers have alluded to a few times.

In very rare circumstances Moon can be out when the space around him is fully lit; this however requires Sun to willingly allow him control and for Moon to focus very hard on not letting his body automatically shift back. This has only occurred on one occasion and is considered a bug in their system.

While often characterized as ‘evil’ or ‘mean’, Moon genuinely cares for his wards and for Sun as well—he is simply less bright and outspoken than his sunny counterpart. He loves to play jokes and cause various sorts of trouble that rarely bring harm to anyone. His most favorite activity is chasing the children around the daycare like a monster, but recent complaints by parents have restricted the time that the daycare isn’t lit during business hours. (The kids themselves love him though, several calling him endearing nicknames despite Moon’s grumbling)

Hilariously, Moon is incredibly good with neurodivergent children. Whether this is a purposeful part of his subroutines or not is anyone’s guess, but he does know when to draw a line with his shenanigans and is often a huge comfort to kids who are overstimulated, overwhelmed or needing comfort some someone who isn’t as high-energy as Sun is.

Moon, just like Sun, has the flexibility to contort his animatronic body into very unnatural angles, and he often uses this to his delight when scaring the kids (or the daycare employees on occasion). He is quite fond of scaling the jungle gyms like a spider, and is more than capable of twisting his body through openings that seem way too small for a seven-odd foot tall animatronic like himself.

Eclipse

Technically, Eclipse is not normally supposed to be encountered in day-to-day activities. He is first and foremost a subsystem safe mode, either in times of extreme danger towards himself or his wards in the daycare, or if he is suffering a system meltdown in some way and needs to do a hard reboot to fix it. He is so internalized in fact that Sun and Moon aren’t even aware that he is part of them—maybe deep down they can guess that there’s something else between their two personality matrices, but they wouldn’t be able to say much for sure.

On the flip side, Eclipse is aware of Sun and Moon’s presence, but he doesn’t share their memories or knowledge outside what is strictly allowed in his coding.

Since he is a designated safe mode and the combination of Sun and Moon’s code playing out in tandem, Eclipse is very sweet and soft-spoken; this is reportedly to help with keeping those around him calm, namely the children that would be nearby in the case of a crisis. But do not for a moment mistake that gentle demeanor as weakness—if he registers a threat within a certain range, he can and will remove it by any means necessary.

Any. Means. Necessary. There is a reason why most employees consider the daycare to be one of the safest places within the Pizzaplex, though management won’t comment either way in order to avoid misunderstood fear from parents that use the childcare service.

When in Eclipse mode, light and darkness don’t really have an effect on him, though he has described that there is a slight internal shifting within his chassis that is vaguely uncomfortable, though he doesn’t quite know why.