#wtf was going on in that writers room man?!

[blackbatcass]

sometimes the ghost of kelley puckett (he is still alive) haunts me. does he know. does he even know. he’s so detached from the comics community and he’s such a private guy (I RESPECT THAT WHOLEHEARTEDLY) that i really and truly do not know if this man knows how much cassandra cain means to us. does he know batgirl 2000 is heralded as the bible of dc solo books, as a lot of people’s favorite comic ever written. does he know how much we love cass. how we write essays over her character and how amazing she is and how she changed our lives. does he know how adored his writing is. does he know he wrote the best comics character introduction of all time. does he even. know.

[2tcs]

I love your content so far from what I read and I had a crack I did just hit me

After a while the bat family finally decides to get rid of Ra al Ghul like take him down and take his position from him as the leader of the League of assassins to dismantle it

Ra al Ghul never warned anyone if they want to actually become like the main watcher over the Lazarus pits but they have to go to a 2000 door haunted house run by the ghost King who is 15 years old

So I'll be entire bat family is practically being put through spooky's haunted house 1000 doors except it's Phantom haunted house 2000 doors

Danny believes that anyone that wants the Lazarus pits is undirectly like a bad person so he kind of uses it to a trauma dump on people and be mentally tortured these people so they drop out of taking it

He's getting help from Ghost like Ember Techn, Poindexter, Wulf even cujo

Like they put Ra al Ghul through hell and now they're going to put the bat family to that because they have no idea or not if they're good people

So it's just Danny traumatizing them by making with the horrors and some of the deaths of the ghost the last shocker is at the last door they have to relive Danny's death then Danny will come out and hand them a key and then proceed to give them the whole feel about being the new owners of Lazarus pits

I just enjoy the idea of Danny and the ghost being terrifying

I don't think Danny knows enough ghosts to pull off 2000 doors but he does know Ghost Writer. As well as several ghosts who could make them relive each other's worst/most traumatic moments. Ras probably went alone when he did his trial. But if the whole batfam is going in? So much ammo.

It could start out simple. Lure them into a sense of ease.

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"Huh. When the scary voice said we would be facing trials to prove our worth. I didn't expect sentient, cuddly blobs." Duke said petting one of the blobs that was chirping happily. Not noticing as his fellow vigilantes and friends also began to cuddle the blobs.

It takes them three hours before they realize that they've lost time and begin to fight the calming effect that the blobs exude and head towards the door on the other side of the room.

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And maybe embarrassing.

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"Once upon a time."

"WHY THE FUCK AM I WEARING TIGHTS!"

"I don't know. I think they look good."

"Shut up dickface."

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Even a bit annoying at times.

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"I AM THE BOX GHOST!"

"WTF! This guy is more annoying than Condiment King!"

"At least he isn't dumping ketchup on us!"

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The first few hundred doors could even be called easy for people like the bats.

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"Quit hitting yourself. Quit hitting yourself." Jason said after he ripped off the robot's arm and started to use it to beat the robot.

"Hay. Don't you think you're going too far Hood?"

"Stop your incelence! For I. Skulker. The greatest hunter ever. Shall be the one to skin you alive and use your pelts as a rug in my den!"

"You were saying Dickolase?"

"Give me the other arm. I want to break this pinata open."

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But that ease does not last long. Soon they are faced with the suffering of others.

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"What was that. What was that!" Steph shouted as she clung to Tim. Trembling from the adrenalin rush.

"I think. I think we just died? In a motorcycle crash? Did we just get hit by a CAR while on a MOTORCYCLE?!"

"That motorcycle crash was quick compared to how I died! So shut the fuck up!" Jason yelled before stomping toward the next door. And if his hand was shaking as he reached for the doorknob? No, they weren't

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And even faced with the consequences of their failures. Failures that nearly tore them apart. Failures that could still tear them apart.

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"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"Shut up old man! You never asked! You weren't there! You're Never There!"

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And temptations.

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Dick looked around as his family piled into the living room of the manor. Everyone was laughing at something Duke said. Jason laughed the loudest as he slung his arm over Tim's shoulder for support. (Wrong, this is wrong, why is this wrong?)

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And nightmares.

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"Give them back! GIVE THEM BACK!" Bruce screamed to the sky as he clutched his kids as close to him as he could. Falling into despair as their bodies, their corpses, grew colder. The echos of their own cries of pain and anguish ringing in his ears.

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They still manage to fight through the physical and psychological horror. Even when they are pushed to experience torture that not even their most vial villain would do to them.

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"I'm alive! I'm me! Mom! Dad! Please! Please!" "Shut up you freak! Honey, get the muzzle. I don't want to hear its lies anymore." The woman, the monster, in the teal hazmat suit said as she pulled out their intestine and hung it on a rack for further examination.

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They persevered. And when they leave the last door behind? And are faced with a young boy, no older than 14, who looks like an amalgamation of all of the Robins when they were that age?

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Danny watched as the would-be-owner of the Lazarus Pits stumbled through the door. Only for an entire group of Kevlar waring fruitloops to fall out of the door.

"So you are the fools who think to control the blood of King Lazarus. So far you have seen many facets of the horrors that can come from..." Danny started his monologue before he was interrupted by the one wearing a cloak reminiscent of a bat falling to his knees.

"Please. Please say we don't have to fight you. I can't. I can't." He said before breaking down in tears as several others joined him in his cry fest.

"Shit." Danny said as he looked at the people before him. Panicking over what he was supposed to do.

[lowkeyrobin]

Mcyt bbut a Karen makes their S/O cry? :0

It's the readers first ever encounter with one in the wild and at first Y/N just,,, tries to ignore the woman/leave but the Karen does the usual of not letting em leave and then Y/N gets overwhelmed and starts crying?-

BAHAHHAAB I LOVE FUCKING WRITINF ABOUT KARENS I CANNOT LMFAOOOOOO ; thank you for the request lol ; I got a random strike of writers block halfway through and its very obvious I'm sorry

MCYT ; wild karen encounter

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & foolish gamers

warnings ; language, iterations of homophobia/transphobia & fatphobia, Karen activity, reader is described as nonbinary

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you two went different ways while clothes shopping and you were looking at more fem/masc (whichever doesn't conform with your sex) clothing

you felt someone glaring daggers at you so you glanced up and saw some random ass woman staring at you, accompanied by her 13ish year old son

she started making remarks about how you shouldn't be looking at those clothes and it's not "modest" for a little young man/woman like you

like mf you're nonbinary huh

you try to ignore her, meanwhile her son looks SO uncomfortable and wants to very obviously leave

she starts recording you out of no where to call you slurs and the sons just like "mom stop" and of course she doesn't

you end up crying and trying to hide it while you defend yourself but you get quickly overstimulated and flustered

the yelling caught Tommy's attention so he quickly walks over like "woah, woah, woah, what's going on?"

and she starts SCREAMING at poor Tommy about you

he looks at you literally wiping your tears while she's STILL recording it and he just peacefully flames her ass

"it doesn't matter what the hell they wear, clothes don't have gender and I could care less about what my partner buys and wears and how they express themselves. go post that to Facebook and look like a fuckin' idiot."

he pulls you away to the changing rooms so you can talk in private and eventually try on the clothes you were looking for

while he was going that he got a hold of a nearby security officer and told them about the situation since you'd both been illegally recorded on the premises of the store

he didn't wanna press charges for you or anything but at least wanted the woman escorted out to look more like a dumbass, considering the security guard had to call the police because what she did was a crime

couple days later you found the video and bodycam footage of the woman being detained and arrested for resisting arrest and recording someone without consent on private property, which is marked as a felony where you live

live laugh love Tommy bc everyone in the video description was hyping him up and saying how bad they felt for you and even the son 🫶

RANBOO

dude you can't even go grocery shopping without people bitching about you guys

you were just trying to pick out some chips and this lady walks past with a scoff

ran quickly turns around like, "Sorry, can we help you?"

she quickly starts yelling about how you gay people are all going to hell and shit

ranboo quickly spits back but you get overstimulated and really take it to heart and you tear up a bit

the lady notices and points it out

she then follows you around the store, yelling at you and shit while they're on the phone dialing the non emergency police line because wtf is wrong w this lady???

before you're questioned and after she's detained, you guys stand alone and try to calm yourself down because you were just getting really stressed about it because wtf do you even do in that situation

gives you a big hug and reassures you that it's okay to cry

he's generally just proud of you in general for being able to hold yourself together for the most part

FREDDIE BADLINU

you two were going out for a little movie date, and dressed in tuxedos to watch Saw X

some dumbass dude was making snarky comments to his wife about you two considering you were holding hands while ordering snacks

Freddie turns around, having heard the guy talking about you thinking he dropped something "can I help you?" He asks in the nicest tone possible

the man and his wife both start making nasty comments about "this generation going to hell" and how you're brainwashing Freddie or something???

you almost immediately start crying because you're trying to ignore it and talk to the girl behind the counter filling your popcorn bucket who doesn't know what to do

she quickly pushes the security button under the counter because she can see your distress and how Freddie was just like stunned as he looked between the couple and you cause like wth

once they're escorted out you're the first in the theater so you guys sit there and talk it all out because you got really overwhelmed

he gives you a hug and reassures you that you did nothing wrong and you're gonna enjoy the movie

the dude had a warrant out for his arrest for not paying child support anyways L

NIKI NIHACHU

you two were out on a walk in a park holding hands and shit and passed this little family down by the creek

the mom just goes full fucking demon mode and starts recording you guys and shouting at you

niki quickly retaliated with a "leave us alone!" before walking off

you were visibly pretty shaken but she reassures you everything is okay and she probably wasn't even recording

she ends up finding the video a few days later

thankfully all the comments were supporting you two and flaming the lady's ass lmao

QUACKITY

you guys were out doing stuff (getting shit at home depot for quackitys new house and peojects) and some Karen was judging your abilities to handy-man basically

"actually, my partner is the best handyman I know! so shut the fuck up"

the Karen immediately goes to the front to get a manager or some shit

meanwhile yall quickly checkout and leave

while leaving you see her getting detained for resisting an officer with violence and threatening an officer 🥰

that becomes a story you tell at every single "family reunion" (meetup with friends)

he still boasts about yelling at someone like that

FOOLISH GAMERS

you guys were out getting snacks for a movie night with friends that were staying over

some Karen made a comment how you needed to go on a diet or some shit since you were the one carrying the basket full of unhealthy snacks

foolish quickly whips around and flames her ass

you just kinda stand there like "wtf"

foolish slings an arm around your shoulders and leads you away since she wouldn't stop blabbering and was threatening to call the cops for some reason

back in the car he reassures you that you do not need to go on a diet and you don't need to listen to the lady whatsoever

movie night was 10/10 you watched Barbie & roasted Saltburn bc that movie wasn't good like at all

[vinnsley]

omg.. so ummm i was thinking.. have u seen norton in the new story? :3 and yk how he kinda like.. didn’t say a word to Alice.. I was wondering if u can write a fic.. where norton has a s/o.. :3 in the game and only talks to them.. and everyone is just like “wtf”.. :3

ORIGINAL: chuckles evilly. LOOK NO FURTHER DEAR ANON!!! (i deleted idv awhile ago. Youtube, my friend... :3)

UPDATED: Yes. I redownloaded IDV a while ago and finished the new story quests and unfortunatly by the time i am writing this, i don't remember everything clearly, so if this has any information wrong, i apologize 😭 (lately i haven't been playing either (by lately i mean months))

Edit 2: i realized that the most popular thing ive written is exactly abt norton.. and its smut. ermmmm😓

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-At first, you had 0 idea what to expect. Your boyfriend got sent a letter inviting them to a mysterious manor and he had to go alone. You were worried for him, considering the events of his past, but you let him on his way.

-It only took a few weeks for you to recieve a letter similar to what Norton recieved — from the same manor. It mostly contained that you are invited to the manor for reasons the writer rather not disclose trough a letter.

-Considering this was the same letter that made Norton leave, you immedieatly grabbed your suitcase and started to pack a few clothing items you deemed fit.

-The ride towards the manner was long —making you nervous by every second that passed. Would you see Norton again? Did something happen to him? What is it that this mysterious person wanted to talk with you about? Aswell as with a few others who would be present?

-When you finally arrived infront of the manor, you took a deep breath. Not too sure if you were ready to hear or see what was going on inside said manor. You walked up to the door and knocked, waiting for a few seconds (Which felt like hours in your point of view) and the door opened.

-A butler opened the door. Not saying anything aside your name as a question. Wanting to confirm it was actually you.

-You nod and give the old-looking man your invite, to which he nodded and let you inside. A maid bowing infront of you slightly as a greeting, before saying that she'll be your guide, and that you were free to ask questions whenever you wanted.

-You felt like you wanted to burst into words, you had so many questions. But anxiety has sewn your mouth shut, unable to mutter a single word besides an affirmation to the maid and following her to your temporary residence.

-The tour tooj atleast 1,5 hours in your opinion. The whole manor was... giant, in your words. You asked questions here and there to the maid, to which she either responded... or not. Which made your gut feel weird, but you shrugged it off.

-You already met a few people already. Like Mr. Kreiburg...But you wouldn't actually call it a meeting. As you reached out your hand and tried to introduce yourself, he only picked up his cane and moved your hand away from him before walking past you, his face only being... sour. Quite the asshole, you thought.

-Ms. Plinius, the entomologist you saw outside the small garden of the manor. For being such a big house, the garden was for sure small to your standards. But Ms. Plinius atleast didn't... shrug you off first chance she got. She simply introduced her and went back to examining... or atleast that's what you thought she was doing with the bees.

-You also met Orpheus. He was nice. He actually conversed with you for a bit. You found out that he was a writer of some kind, and that he's mostly at the manor because of this.

-You also met Ms. DeRoss. Or how she preferred — Alice. She was also nice. She conversed with you for a bit aswell. She was a journalist, that's what you found out about her.

-As you continued to walk around the manor, trying to see if there was anyone else, you had no luck. When you peeked inside the last room and you didn’t see anyone, you sighed.

-Wasn't Norton invited here? Why isn't he here then? You were confused. And mostly scared for your lover.

-You decided to shrug it off. You were already tired from all that travelling you did during the day, the meetings —Good or bad—, the tour.

-You ate dinner with the invited people who... participated in the dinner, because Mr. Kreiburg... was missing. As it seemed like it was a common occurance for him to not attend, he usually asked his food to be brough to his room appearently.

-After you were done, you said your good night's to everyone and went to your room. Your luggage being next to the small space next to the bed, as you picked it up and placed it on the table, rummaging trough it for your nightly wear.

-When you found it, you tried to change as quickly as possible to be able to get more rest that your body and consciousness craved at this point.

-Tomorrow morning, you were woken up by a sharp knock on your door. The person on the other side for sure knew how to wake someone up... You called out a 'come in' in a sleepy tone stretching as your body popped here and there from the movement.

-The butler from before came in. He informed you that breakfast would be starting soon, and that you should probably gather yourself together for the day. You yawned and nodded in response. The butler soon walked out when he saw your nod — giving you your privacy.

-You stood up, going to the bathroom to wash your face. After that, you went to your luggage still on the table, opened, and picked out your next outfit for the day.

-You opened the door and walked out, closing it behind you as you saw someone with black hair and a... hat of some kind walk down the stairs? It was... a green or grey. You couldn't really tell from how fast they rushed down the stairs.

-You shrugged it off, walking downstairs in your own pace and walking to the dining table.

-When you arrived, you looked around. Alice, Ms. Plinius, Orpheus... and Norton?

-So he was actually here! Your heart felt like it could burst open from happiness any second now. You wanted to scream in happiness, but no. You couldn't. You were with people who were technically still strangers.

-Norton did notice and recognize you too. His reaction simply being his eyes widening than narrowing to his usual look. He always had a better poker face than you — that you both knew.

-But for some reason, there was no space set in the table next to Norton... So you simply put your fingers on the satin that was under the plate, and pulled it infront of the chair next to Norton, sitting down beside him.

-You took your food and while you did, everyone besides Norton stared at you weirdly for a bit. Why did you... sit next to Norton? They barely managed to get his name out of him (which was actually given by the butler) but you sit next to him? The most anti-social person besides Kreiburg?

-They were confused to say the least. But... hey. You do you. They guess.

-While everyone was eating, talking, Alice noticed that Norton was... actually talking to you? Sure, she couldn't hear what you two were conversing about, but Norton was definitely going on and on about something.

-Did you two know eachother? Probably. No. Most definitely. Norton hasn't spoken a single word to anyone, yet he is actively talking to you. You two definitely knew eachother from somewhere.

-Alice looked over to Orpheus as he was talking to Ms. Plinius, slightly nudging him with her elbow and she signalled to the pair of you with her eyes.

-Orpheus kept talking to Ms. Plinius, making an act of as if they weren't watching the two of you, while he glanced at the both of you from time to time. Nobody could tell, but Ms. Plinius took the hint aswell and noticed the same thing as Orpheus and Alice.

-It was as if the two of you were friendly with eachother. Maybe even more.

-But they couldn't do much at the moment... they might ask you two... or more specifically you of your relationship with him later.

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ACK. im sorry if i messed up anything... and im so uncertain if melly was actually referred to as Ms. Or Mrs. google didnt give me any solid answers either so... excuse that if its wrong pls🤕🙏

[hunterbunter3000]

I'm thinking of sweetheart being the mother of task force 141 when laswell isn't there like in the middle of the night when sweetheart is sleeping and just wakes up when she hears the door creaking and looks at the door and sees one of the boys looking like they were crying and they ask if they could cuddle with then because they had a nightmare and sweetheart just coos at them pats the empty spot so they can lay on and sweetheart spoons them making on of the boys feel safe and falls asleep immediately while sweetheart is slowly scratching their head

And then sweetheart falls asleep and when she wakes up of the cod boys are in her room, asleep and she just laughs and gets out of bed and go make some breakfast and coffee or tea for them

Like AHHODHDHEBR like if ghost was the one he would have slight tears in his eyes or konig I know damn well he would be holding a tiger teddy-

Fucking sobbing on the floor for this shit

I AM TOOOOO WTF THIS IS SO ADORABLE 😭😭😭 König holding a tiger teddy that he's had ever since he was a kid is making me ferallLLLLLLAAHHHH

LIKE MY MATERNAL INSTINCTS ARE JUST KICKING INNNNN

And I'm sorry- all I saw was König and tiger stuffy and now this whole thing is just about him AHAHANA

Brown Palace and Grey Oceans

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(Help this got so long-- it always starts off funny and then i try to be an actual writer smh YOU'LL SEE WHAT I MEAN)

(I honestly don't know what König looks like... even the wiki lore isn't saying anything so I kinda just made him up myself 😅 like how everyone does LOL)

Süße Torte = Sweet Pie

Cw.: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFFY FLUFF

Word count: long. (IDK HOW TO DO A WORD COUNT)

Yk damn WELL König would open her door as quietly as possible and tip toe to her. He would second guess waking her up cause she looks so damn peaceful sleeping. Her eyelashes laying gently on her soft cheeks, the moonlight shining on her brown skin, making her look ethereal. But he needs comfort right now. The nightmare he had, he can't deal with that by himself.

So he would gently shake Sweetheart's shoulder. And she would SO wake up like a parent would: gasping for air, wide eyed and jerking back. He would step back and apologize. He thinks this was a bad idea but Sweetheart stops him.

Sweetheart, wiping her eyes and sleep in her voice: What's wrong hun?

König, holding his tiger to his side: Uhm... I had a bad... very bad dream.

He breathes in deep, tears welling in his eyes.

König, voice shaking: Can I please sleep with you...?

Sweetheart could hear her heart break. Seeing such a unit of a man be dwindled down to this... (I WANNA HUG HIM)

Her eyebrows knit together, sad that he feels this way. She scoots over and pats her bed. König sniffs, hand rubbing his nose under his home hood. (The brown embroidered hood Sweetheart made him for the base)

He squeezes in there, both of them getting situated in her already small bed. Sweetheart has most of the blanket, but König doesn't care. As long as he's with someone. (Sweetheart specifically)

He turns to her body, face now in her bosom. His eyes go wide, and he looks up at her. She smiles warmly at him. Her eyes go to the little tiger teddy he's holding in his hands. She coos at him.

Sweetheart: How long have you had that?

König feels embarrassed. He kinda forgot he even brought it with him, as it's his comfort companion. (His grandma found it in the attic and sent it to him)

He curses as he hides it behind his back, but Sweetheart grabs his arm. She holds the stuffed tiger, a cute tiny smile and round ears with stripes loosely sewn on the fading base. A big black button for the eye, but the other one is missing, it's just an opening. It's missing a tail, and some tears are on the body. A very old stuffed animal, but Sweetheart can tell it's loved.

Sweetheart: it's so cute... what's the name?

She's not judging him. A grown man, standing at a whopping 6'10, owns an old tiger stuffed animal that he has had ever since he was a child. And she's not judging him. Not laughing in his face and kicking him out. She's asking what his name is, with curiosity in her eyes. How is she real?

König, whispering: ....Hobbes.

Sweetheart: Pardon?

König, speaking a bit louder: His name is-- is Hobbes.

Sweetheart, gasps: Like from Calvin and Hobbes?

König, perks up: You know of those comics?

Sweetheart, giggling: Hell yeah! I used to read them constantly when I was younger. I still have them actually at my home! You could read some if you want when I go back.

König, getting excited and feeling better: I would love that, Süße Torte. Thank you.

Sweetheart, smiling and giving Hobbes back to him: No problem. Are you feeling tired?

He nods his head, about to take off his hood but stops himself. He looks at Sweetheart, eyes asking 'Should I take this off? Will you be uncomfortable?' She looks back him. 'The real question is, will You be uncomfortable if you take it off?'

König thinks on this. He looks back at her brown eyes. Her soft, dark eyes. Eyes that suck him every time he looks at them, entering the smoky quartz palace he would stay in forever. Eyes that always make him feel safe, wrapping him in the darkest color of silk. Eyes that hold many stories and love. Sensual, trustworthy eyes. He can trust her.

König: I trust you.

He takes it off and places it on the floor, face bare and open to the world. He could have sworn Sweetheart's eyes sparkled with actual stars when they got wide. His messy, auburn brown hair is swept back. Thick, soft angeled eyebrows nervously twitch under the hard stare from the woman.

And his eyes, oh, his round, gentle eyes. The ones that light up and shine when she looks at them. The grayish green tint reminded her of clear ocean water, wanting to swim in them forever. Eyes that hold many stories and many secrets. Beautiful eyes. He's beautiful to her.

With his crooked and scarred nose, he has broken many times over the years. Pink downturned lips, curtained over with a thin brown beard on a sharp jaw.

König gulps, eyes still focused on hers. They're staring into each other's color, too far gone to come back to reality. Sweetheart breaks it after what it felt like hours. She starts to laugh quietly, making König confused and a bit self-conscious. She looks back up at him.

Sweetheart, scoffing in disbelief: Who would've thought you were so pretty under those hoods...

He can't breathe.

Sweetheart, still shocked: I mean I never would've guessed. You're... wow.

She places her hand on his sharp cheek. Skin on skin. Warmth. He can feel it. Finally.

Sweetheart: You're really beautiful, Y'know that König?

He can't-- this- it's too much. Overwhelming. Her warm hand, the soft awe look in her eye, her scent, her words, her eyes-- it's too much.

He dips into her neck, hiding his face as his hands wrap around her.

König, beet red: Can we please just- go to sleep? My heart... my heart can't take much more of this.

Sweetheart giggles, wrapping her hands on his head.

Sweetheart: of course.

Her long nails scratch the nape of his neck, almost making König purr. He relaxes into her, molding his body against hers, as they finally give themselves to the night.

König woke up on an empty bed. The sunlight poked at his eyes, telling him to start his day. His hand feels the cozy sheets, where Sweetheart's supposed to be. Sweetheart. Where is she?

He rolls over but falls on the floor with a huge thud and a yelp, and her items shudder from his clumsiness. He grabs his hood as he gets up, stretching his sleepy body. How long was he asleep? It felt like a coma. But nonetheless, he feels extremely well rested, with Sweetheart in his arms and Hobbes-- wait a minute...

Where's Hobbes?

His heart rate picks up as he speeds walk out of her room. Are the others awake? Is she showing them? Making fun of him? No, no please no.

He gets out of his head when he Sweetheart in the living area alone, repairing Hobbes. She hums as she works with a smile, bonnet still on her head, wearing a big sweater and leggings with her legs crossed. She ticks up and sees König.

Sweetheart, waving at him: Good morning, baby! How'd ya sleep?

Baby?

Baby. She called him baby.

König stumbles back a bit. He shakes his head and clears his throat, an overwhelming feeling replacing the over-thinking.

König: yeah. I mean- fine! Good. Wonderful. I slept wonderfully. It was... I needed that. Thank you.

Sweetheart, chuckling: Of course! By the way, there's coffee and some eggs I made you in the kitchen. If you want it.

König, feeling his heart melt: Oh, thank you Süße Torte. I appreciate it.

She nods her head, continuing back to repairing Hobbes with her needle and thread. König relishes this feeling. The feeling of them being the only ones awake, the feeling of having breakfast made, the feeling of enjoying one's presence. It felt right. It felt domesticated. It felt...

Like they were together. In a relationship. Boyfriend and girlfriend. Husband and wife.

He shakes his head, almost spilling the sugar he was pouring for his coffee. He looks back at Sweetheart, still in her own world, being her. Being perfect.

Boyfriend and girlfriend. He scoffs, mixing his coffee. Please, that will never happen.

You're really beautiful, y'know that König?

He stops.

You're... wow.

His heart beating fast yet sinking at the same time. A small sick feeling in his stomach but butterflies in his chest. He collects his eggs and coffee and places it on the table before heading to Sweetheart on the couch. He sits across from her, watching her working hands, nimble and caring to Hobbes' tears. She sees him and smiles, showing her work.

Sweetheart: Look! I'm almost done sewing up his little scars. I also fixed his eye and tightened his ears and limbs! I need to wash and refill him, though.

She went on and on, rambling on what to do for Hobbes. König smiles. He hasn't done that in so long. He takes off his hood and places his hand on her knee. Their eyes meet, hers sparkling again from seeing his face.

König, sincerely smiling: I thank you for all that you have done for me. In just a short time... I feel like I found myself again.

Sweetheart beams. She's so glad she could help him out. Seeing König in that state last night makes her heart feel heavy, but none of that. He's happy. He's relaxed. He's grateful.

Her hand rests on top of his, and he moves his into hers, Sweetheart's now perched atop of his. The sun smiles on their eyes, their different colored crystals gleam bright.

Sweetheart: You're welcome.

They stayed like that, enjoying each other's company until they were sucked in.

Her Brown Palace and His Grey Oceans.

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Lil Bonus.!

Sweetheart: Have you noticed that Hobbes doesn't have a tail?

König, snickering: Yes, I know. When I was little, Krueger would fight me over Hobbes. And one day, he pulled on it so hard that he ripped off the tail. I cried for days.

Sweetheart:

Sweetheart, getting up: Imma choke him out.

König: Sweetheart no that was years ago!

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[deanbrainrotwritings]

— MASTER OF PUPPETS

SUMMARY : jensen starts to tease early in the day and is very sure she will give in before he does.

PAIRING : jensen ackles x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : none

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw (18+), teasing, fingering, oral sex (f. receiving), fluff

WORD COUNT : 2.7k

A/N : song from a metallica song. i understand why writers hate/struggle with writing summaries, like wtf am I gonna write? and then it sounds cringe, but fuck it, it’s exactly like that Xx

Y/N was sure Jensen was teasing her.

It started in the morning, when he’d woken up, clearly in a mood. His adorable messy hair didn’t stop him from looking sexier than any man in all existence. Under the sheets, he’d stripped into his boxers, pouting and whining cutely that it was hot, then he held her until her morning grumpiness passed.

He kissed her cheekbones, gave her heated kisses and squeezed the fleshiest parts of her body until she was a puddle of love and completely relaxed in the bed. She knew what he was doing when he rubbed himself against her but refused to let himself or her cum, stopping when either of them got too close in exchange for a few hot kisses.

Later, he stepped out of the bathroom after having showered with the towel wrapped low on his hips. He had his lips puckered, dimples forming at the corner of his lips, his eyes had a playful glint in them, and he avoided her gaze as best as he could while he looked around for his clothes.

He looked gorgeous and he knew it. Not just from years of objectification, but from the simple fact that he knew. He was mostly humble about it everywhere else, except at home. At home, he used it to get what he wanted, he used it for fun, and right now, it seemed that’s what he wanted, to have fun.

He’d dried himself mostly, the long locks of his hair were darker from the shower and he’d clearly ran his fingers through it carelessly, but looked so damn fine. A few droplets from his hair fell onto his flushed, freckled skin, and slipped down the slopes of his beautiful body.

She stared at him from across the room while finishing up a few last things in her appearance. She’d slowed down, chewed on her lip thoughtfully and tried to ignore the instant throb between her legs from just looking at him. It was embarrassing, so she tried to focus on herself again, just like he was pretending to do, his marvellous body becoming taut with each move he made.

Once he picked out his clothes, he laid it out on the bed, thought for a second or two before removing the towel from his waist. She glanced up, her brows rising slightly, and he did the same. He looked up at her, internally smug about getting her attention. He casually slipped his boxers on, both of them remained quiet, continuing to change in comfortable silence.

It wasn’t very comfortable, in truth. Not after that. The room became electrified, thick, and hot with sexual tension. But neither of them addressed it for different reasons. His reason, he was gonna wait to see how long she’d last. Her reason, she wanted him to give in first.

It was hard, she wasn’t going to lie.

He’d held her waist, pulled her body close to his while his other hand held the back of her neck, just to pull her in for a sweet kiss. It wasn’t meant to be sweet and they both knew it. He’d gently brushed his lips against hers, the slight touch sent tingles over the surface of her lips before he finally pressed against her. His soft lips moved just slightly and he tilted her head slightly to deepen the kiss, and then pulled away slowly, his green eyes sparkling with excitement.

A little smirk tugged at his lips, but he played it off with an adorable grin that seemed innocent, had he not slapped her ass before leading her out of the bedroom. And they went to do random things, from shopping for food to shopping for other necessities, including just things they wanted for themselves.

He was possessive, protective of her the whole time.

When she decided to wear the short dress, as classy as it looked on her body, it was hard not to ruin the fun he wanted to have teasing her. Especially with those platform boots that made her tall enough to have easier access to his lips. She looked fuckable, the dress riding up slightly over her ass when she walked, and he’d step behind her to pull it back down.

If she was gonna be naughty, so was he.

He’d give her ass a squeeze after each time when no one was looking. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, gave her an innocent kiss on the cheek. But she turned her face to the side, searched for his lips, so he kissed her, not expecting the way she made out with him in the parking lot. Her fingers carding through his hair, pulling gently and sliding her tongue past his lips with her head resting on his shoulder from the position.

He was breathless when she pulled away, dazed from the sun kissing his eyelids for far too long or maybe from the intensity of her kiss. Whichever it was, it was a good kiss, and he watched her slip into the passenger side, waiting for him to get inside too. On the drive back home, he put his hand on her thigh, high up on her soft leg, his pinkie practically brushing against her panty-covered pussy.

She squeezed her legs together, stopping him from continuing to tease her, but not fast enough. He could feel how ruined her underwear were, the dampness that coated his fingers when he twisted his hand to cup her pussy. The music playing in the car masked his gasp, but he knew she heard him anyway from the blush that started to grow on her face.

He shifted in his seat, felt his jeans tighten around the crotch area. When he removed his hand from between her legs, it was for his own good. He focused on driving them home safely, thinking of anything but the fact that she was aroused. It was hard to not stop the car, because she squirmed in her seat, rubbing her thighs together every now and then.

When they got home, he helped her make lunch… with difficulty. He couldn’t really focus with the way she bit her lip or her just standing there looking completely beautiful while waiting for the food to finish. He tried to slow his rapid heartbeat, sipped on some beer and watched her with hungry eyes.

He waited patiently for her to finish and the whole time they talked about what they wanted to do the rest of the day. All while ignoring the sexual tension and the way he just wanted to touch her and kiss her. As the food simmered, she started to wash the dishes and he helped her, looking at her lovingly as she spoke about something she read that she found fascinating.

When she turned the stove off, after finishing with the dishes, he pulled her away with his arms around her waist. He nuzzled the side of her neck with his nose, his lips kissing down her shoulder, his body immediately responding to her little gasps. His hands moved up her sides, cupping her breasts over the dress to squeeze them gently, teasingly.

“You drive me crazy,” he growled softly.

“You started it,” she replied softly. He laughed, moved his hands down under the dress to rub her clit over her soaked underwear.

“Yeah, I know,” he admitted, not even a little apologetic. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he moaned. She clung to his arms, her knees weak and her chest heaving when he started to move his hand inside her underwear. His fingers gently brushing against her clit, another sound of pleasure leaving his plush lips when he circled her dripping entrance.

He slipped his hand out of her, turned her around and pressed her against the counter. She gasped, helped him slide her underwear down her legs until they were completely off. He grabbed the back of her knee, lifting it up and slanting her hips to see her pussy.

“Jensen,” she whined, grasping his arms tightly. He pushed her dress up to her hips, teasingly dragging his hand down her pelvis, a little smirk growing on his face when she started to wiggle her hips impatiently. “Please,” she whined, digging her nails into his arms.

He kissed her, distracting her momentarily with his soft lips on hers, needy and passionately moving with hers. His breath almost caught in his throat just knowing it’s her he’s kissing, heat rising to his cheeks, his heart skipping beats just pouring his love into her through the kiss. At the same time, he brought his fingers down to her clit, brushing his fingers up and down, feeling her press harder into the kiss.

He teased her entrance, circling around before slowly pressing the tips of his two fingers into her. She groaned and bit down on his bottom lip, sucking it gently. He squeezed her leg, pushing his fingers inside her all the way. It made her gasp and her teeth released his swollen lip, her head tipping back slightly when he started to pump his fingers into her.

He watched her, smug and horny, while biting his lip. He ignored his throbbing dick, ground his hips against her desperately despite how awkward the position was. His fingers and palm were soon soaked in her arousal, his lips parting when he looked down at his hand. The sound of his fingers squelching in and out of her made him feel like he’d cum untouched.

“Shit, honey,” he groaned, then started to lower himself until he was on his knees in front of her. She released his arms reluctantly and opened her hazy eyes to observe him and his next move. His warm breath made her slick feel cold in comparison and his tongue on her clit made her moan wantonly. He hummed softly, smiling up at her from between her legs, amused by her responsiveness. He let her thigh rest on his shoulder and started to finger-fuck her faster, sucking her clit so hard she stuttered out a moan and pulled at the long locks of his soft hair.

A thread of curses slipped past her plump lips along with his name, and he felt her walls squeeze his fingers, his spit and her arousal coating his hand. He moaned against her and brought his free hand to his jeans, undoing the belt impatiently, lowering the zipper and unbuttoning them to shove his hand into his boxers and jerk himself off uncomfortably.

“I’m… fuck,” she moaned, bending her knee a little higher on his shoulder and pushing his fingers against her cunt. He tightened his hand around his cock, sucking her clit urgently until she came on his fingers with a strangled moan tearing from her throat. He slowly tongued her clit until her walls stopped spasming, only pulling away from her pussy when she released his hair to hold onto the counter behind her instead.

“That was…” she whispered, lowering her leg from his shoulder. He stared up at her with adorable pouty lips, pulling his drenched fingers out of her and cupping her pussy to massage it comfortingly. He stood back up and leaned down to kiss her, both of them careless about his mouth being smeared with her slick.

She started to lower his jeans and his boxers past his thighs and he pulled away from the kiss, his forehead pressed against hers, but he was looking down and biting his lip again. “Still not enough, baby?” He chuckled, watching her wrap her fingers around his cock.

“Shut up, this was your next move anyway,” she narrowed her eyes up at him but had a playful smile on her lips. He moaned softly and nodded with a cheeky smile.

“Right, yeah. Just no more teasing, I can’t fucking take it, Y/N/N,” he whined, lifting her leg up again. He gave her a pathetic look, his green eyes wide and begging for her to guide his cock between her legs. She stared at him defiantly and licked her lips when she rubbed the leaking head of his cock against her clit. He moved closer, hiding his face in her neck to smell the sweet scent of her hair.

“You’re unbelievable,” she chuckled, giving him what he wanted. She shimmied her hips and let him slowly and easily sink his cock into her slick cunt. He lifted his face from her neck and kissed her again, felt her lift his shirt up his stomach and kept her hand on his chest. He pulled away from the kiss to curiously look between them, moaning at the sight of himself inside her.

“Fuck, you’re so hot, Y/N,” he grunted, looking down when he started to pull out and pushed back into her roughly. She tightened her hand around his shirt and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, staring up at him with her brows furrowed in pleasure and her lip pressed by her teeth.

He watched himself thrust in and out of her, going harder and faster when the curls around his pelvis area shone in her arousal. He let out a loud moan, tipped his head back with the most gorgeous expression of ecstasy, his hair falling back and following his movements. He was a sight to behold, with his red cheeks and pillowy, red lips. He alternated between biting down on his lip and then moaning loudly every now and then, all while she watched completely enraptured by the way he fell apart.

His hand under her thigh became sweaty and she started to heat up faster with the clothes she was wearing, but the way he rolled his hips against hers, rubbing against her clit felt so good she almost couldn’t feel it and didn’t care how sweaty they became. His thrusts became erratic and she brought her fingers to her clit, rubbing quick circles to bring herself to her release, closing her eyes for a few seconds, until she felt his panting breath blow across her flushed face.

“I’m gonna… fuck, fuck,” he grunted, her walls fluttering around his cock, squeezing tighter when she came again. She moved her hand to his waist, held on as he thrusted into her, helping her ride out her orgasm when his cock throbbed and twitched, filling her up with his cum. “Shit, baby, you’re so good,” he praised, his fingers digging painfully into her leg.

He continued to swear quietly, his hips finally becoming still. He kissed her forehead, brought his hand to her other leg and lifted her up so she could sit on the counter. She let his shirt fall down his stomach again, her hands clutching the back of his t-shirt, letting him drop kisses over her face and neck, smiling softly when she laughed shyly.

“Was that okay?” He asked, brushing her hair away from her face and behind her ear. He leaned down to peck her lips when she nodded.

“It was very good, Jay,” she mumbled against his lips, letting him drop kiss after kiss on her lips. Both of them smiled into the kisses, his hands holding her jaw gently. “Dinner’s cold,” she reminded him between kisses. He paused, looking to the side at the abandoned food, and pulled out of her.

“Wanna order some pizza instead, have some beer, and watch a movie?” He offered, looking at the mess between her legs shamelessly as he lifted his boxers and jeans. She bumped his chin with her closed hand, flustered, making him look back up at her. “What d'ya say?” He smiled, stepping away after kissing her cheek to grab some paper towels.

“Sounds good, handsome,” she accepted, watching him wet the towels before making his way to her. His smile got bigger and he started to clean her up, his inner demons telling him to pump his cum back into her.

“Then after the movie we can fuck again, and again, and again, until you pass out,” he teased, half-serious. She raised a brow at him, laughing at his words, she slapped his chest and dropped down from the counter to tug her dress back down. “That’s not a ‘no’,” he reminded her, his eyes glued to her when she bent down to grab her underwear from the floor.

“It isn’t, is it?” She agreed with a mischievous smile, making her way out of the kitchen. He cursed softly, threw the paper towel away and washed his hands quickly before going after her.

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I messaged and asked if I could share these before sending this to you just to be sure! But I thought I would share her first Tommy post. She's had a couple of messages about how she was clearly never really pro Tommy. She was, but it was always with a for now kind of narrative. But I thought some people would like to see it. It's favorable to Tommy so no one freak out because it's OLD. We are all aware of her feelings on the matter now. It's her first Tommy post following 7x4 but it's pretty clear what she's actually excited about though. I'm also attaching the post she made following the season finale because it's a mood and sums up most everyone's opinions of that episode nicely. Hopefully the way I had to copy them doesn't format weird. Enjoy!

That episode was heaven. An absolutely beautiful, perfectly Buck episode. I'm going to fawn for a few minutes and then I'm going to overthink some things,lol. First things first Tommy is just fun. What a great first relationship for Buck. No pressure, just lighthearted goodness. He deserves to have the best time and Tommy seems like a great way for him to explore this new reality. He can stay for a while. I won't lie, his face doesn't do much for me personally, but overall I get the appeal and I hope Buck has a blast. Seriously though they did such a good job bringing him into the mix. I'm genuinely stunned. He works and it didn't require a whole lot of effort to make him work. I am thoroughly impressed. And on a completely shallow note that was a spectacular first kiss. Well done all the way around. I'm so overwhelmed and impressed by the entire episode. Bravo to all! Our little Buckley is canonically bi!

Now to the overthinking part, and I'm sorry in advance. The episode text was entirely reliant on Eddie. Someone please correct me if I'm wrong but I don't recall the show ever establishing that Eddie was into Muay Thai prior to last night. Which means they invented an Eddie hobby specifically to give Tommy the same hobby. That's insane behavior. I mean that was absolutely unnecessary and not only did they intentionally add it they made sure to make the audience aware of it. They had Buck repeatedly point out his similarities to Eddie. I was watching live with a couple of friends and we all kind of had a wtf moment. Because are they actually going to do it??? Are they actually maybe baby stepping towards legitimately going there?? I'm going to have to rewatch but man it kind of genuinely feels like it might actually happen. And I'm speechless about it. It's pretty much what everyone is waiting for at this point. I just never thought they'd actually do it. But I don't know guys last night definitely felt like it was something.

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Before I rage vomit my opinion of last night's episode I want to make a plea. A plea to Tim, ABC, Ryan Murphy, or anyone with power who will listen. Stop allowing Kristen Reidel to write anything for this show. She shouldn't be allowed near the writers room let alone be allowed to write what are supposed to be significant episodes. She has now written the last two season finales and they have both been atrocious. Worse than bad. Worse than boring. Completely and utterly atrocious. I am truly stunned by how bad this episode was. I mean it was clear the entire back half of the season was a last minute rewrite because they got renewed so fast, and as a result, Tim clearly decided to slow the originally planned stories down. The latter half of this season was abysmal. And because of that they needed a decent finale to salvage any part of it. And the second Kristen's name came up on the opening credits it was over. I dead ass started laughing the last 15 minutes because I could not comprehend how terrible it all was. It was maybe the worst episode in the history of the series. I'm serious. I can't think of a worse overall episode. It was embarrassing. You're the number one show on that network and you rolled that piece of garbage out as your season finale. Really?

I'm not even going to waste breath talking about the ridiculous Bobby/Athena/Cartel nonsense because it was too stupid for words. The only thing I will say is Kristen clearly likes Athena, it's obvious, so why does she always write her as some crazy RoboCop ripoff with a vigilante kink? It's mind boggling. The worst part though was the Eddie/Christopher/Buck arc. That actually broke my heart. In the hands of a more talented writer Oliver and Ryan, and precious Gavin could have salvaged that storyline. They did all the heavy lifting anyway, but the writing failed them miserably (big shock). Ryan did everything he could with that pile of garbage. Tim, you all killed her off. Let it go. I don't want to see her again. For the love of god free Eddie from the Shannon cycle. And then on top of everything else you did to Eddie this season you sent his son away. Look if they're actually going the Buddie route, which I am now convinced they are, Christopher needs to be away for a bit. I get that. But him asking to go stay with his grandparents was not the way to do it. Especially given how well your audience knows Eddie's very complicated relationship with his parents. It was gross. There were other ways to remove Chris from the equation for a bit. That brings me, finally, to that disgusting, completely out of place dinner scene between Buck and Tommy. What in the actual hell was that scene? It was so wildly out of place within the context of the episode it felt like watching whiplash. They clearly had a scene count in Lou's contract and needed one more scene, fine. They're also clearly establishing this relationship as purely surface level so they weren't going to give him a scene at the hospital or anything else that would demonstrate a level of tenderness. That all makes sense. But the audience had just spent 45 minutes watching the man that we all know Buck sees as his dad basically dying. He died. Buck being Buck wanted to talk about it. Tried to have a very serious conversation and Tommy turned that attempt into a daddy sex kink joke. Are you kidding me?!? I get it. For Tommy this is about Buck being hot and them having a good time, and nothing more so he doesn't want to bring anything serious into the mix. Fine. But there were so many less skin crawling ways to drive that point home. It was disgusting. And I continue to be stunned by the amount of Tommy apologists who keep pretending it's not obvious what the show is doing here. He isn't coming across as charming. He's not being written as charming. Look at the GA reactions. You're not meant to be viewing this as a love story. I know you all can see that. Rant done. I need a drink.

Thank you Nonny. I'm glad you asked her if it was okay to post it. You don't often see that kind of courtesy in fandom anymore.

The contrast between the first post and the last post is sending me. :) Once again the OP managed to explain everything in such a rational way. The way she breaks down these episodes and characters without letting herself get carried away by loud fandom voices and general bi Buck happiness, is truly admirable.

If I have to nitpick, I have to admit that I don't agree with that first kiss being a 'spectacular kiss'. I admit I never liked it. I think I must have watched it twice now and then never again. Something has always bothered me about that scene. I can't pinpoint it, but it has always felt a little wooden somehow.

But you know that I am kind of biased. ;) What can I say? I'm a one guy kind of girl and that guy in question is Eddie. :D

Don't turn away yet, because there is another OP post coming after this one. :)

Remember, no hate in comments or reblogs. Let's keep it civil and respectful. Thank you.

If you are interested in more of the anonymous OP’s posts, you can find all of their posts so far under the tag: anonymous blog I love.

[mollyrolls]

omg i forgot to tell you guys but i was fully dying last night roommate storytime

for context: my roommate, let’s call her cece, is the most cliche tiktok theatre kid girl you could ever imagine. we did random roommates so we don’t have that much in common; she likes to go out to clubs and frats and shit and i spent my night last night doing a puzzle. dichotomy of man

anyways, i was back in the room getting ready to gts and she comes BURSTING into the room and immediately starts stripping 😭😭 i’m like “hi cece….whatcha doing..” and she jumps a foot in the air bc she didn’t see me. keep in mind i am not doing anything secretive or hiding, like i’m just standing there.

she starts going on this crazy tangent abt how she’s a horrible person and is abt to do this horrible thing and i immediately clock that she is drunk off her ass 😭 she’s also just standing there in her bra and underwear and i am looking so hard at the ceiling bc wtf am i supposed to do in that situation

and idk if i misheard her but i swear she said to me “i’m going to fuck my best friends boyfriend” 😀🤨 she’s also changing into like a lacy babydoll??? like hello!!!!??

so i’m thinking : ok this girl has been on a self sabotaging streak recently (another story for another day) and she is in no position to be doing anything like that rn so i guess it’s my job to talk her out of doing this disastrous thing

so i say “cece don’t fuck your best friends boyfriend. that’s crazy.” and she goes “nononono not fucking, eye fucking. i eye fuck everyone when i’m drunk.” which i can confirm bc she was doing it to me at this exact moment, i am still staring at the ceiling

so i’m like ok fine that’s ur prerogative as long as ur not compromising urself do what u want. but she’s conscious enough to know that if she keeps eye fucking this guy her best friend is going to be paranoid abt it?? and like have a horrible night?? but she’s not gonna stop!!!??? whatever

and then this is where i start dying bc she starts comparing herself to ME 😭😭😭😭

she’s like “ugh molly you’re so cute and wholesome, like spending ur night with ur game group and ur puzzle ugh i want to be like youuuuu” full drunk girl whining and like spinning around and i straight up had to bite my fist

bc i was doing the aforementioned puzzle bc she had sexiled me abt 2 hrs before

but she’s in this like playboy cover lingerie set going BACK OUT to her friends room, full sprinting across our room bc she keeps forgetting shit, has not said a coherent sentence once, and is talking abt how i’m a cute little wholesome person and she wants to be like me. i feel like i’m tripping on something

and then this is the best part i’m quoting this verbatim

“and while i’m about to go do this HORRIBLE thing because i’m a HORRIBLE person YOUREEEE gonna be in here in the room probably writing some cute fun story which by the way you should probably post on AO3 bc if i ever figure out how to work AO3 i bet i’d find ur stuff and i bet it’s be so good but i’d never tell you i found ur stuff bc i wouldn’t know but i would know because you look like you’d be a good writer okay BYEEEEE!”

and then she slams the door and is gone until 3 am. this was in a span of abt 4 minutes

[nichoskittycorner]

Serving the CEO (A K Smut)

>> K is a big-name CEO for a company, big scary man who usually has a flat expression and isn't much for fun. That is until he meets his new secretary (Y/N), and opens up in new ways -

>> Sub!K, CEO!K, body worship (specifically thighs), secretary!reader, blowjob, Dom/Mommy dom!reader, a bit of bondage, orgasm denial, cum facial

Word count: 4.5k

A/N: There’s probably gonna be a part two to this tbh cause the sub!K brain rot is still real and I have many more ideas but no more energy for now… like fr I had this part finished for like a month and wouldn't touch it for some reason wtf. This was planned to be posted on his bday too but ha… writer's block is crazy. So happy late bday K (I'm sorry I'm like this)

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    Working for a big-name company as a secretary was never on your dream job list. If anything, you thought it silly and way too tiring for the money it was worth. Especially after finding out your position was the direct secretary of the CEO of said company. 

  On day one, you had promised to make your best impression- even if you hated the work, these bills needed to be paid somehow. So you dressed up in your best business wear, put on a pair of cute but still professional heels, and marched out the door. 

  Maybe heels weren't the best idea since you had to take the bus to work and ended up standing the whole time. Leaving your legs already sore by the time you made it to your orientation on the top floor. 

  You still put on your best smile as you were introduced to the team, and your duties, given a tour of the building, and even met him. 

  He goes by Mr.K and it wasn't hard to tell he was the man in charge. Tall, large, and yet graceful and beautiful. His essence oozed refined and high class and eyes were always drawn to him when he walked in.

  It was only in passing as your tour passed into the break room. The woman helping you couldn't help but chuckle and lean in to whisper. "Yep, that's the boss around here. But if you think you have a chance with him, lower your expectations." 

  "Woah, who said that's what I was thinking?" She rolled her eyes but in a way to say 'Here we go again'. Clearly having seen this set up countless times before and had to explain what was already known. 

  "Because he's not like that. He's not receptive to flirting and doesn't care for relationships. Not even flings. Simple enough?" 

  You nodded, still a little taken aback that she assumed that about you. He was a pretty man and you were just admiring him! You were too busy for relationships yourself anyway. 

  The tour continued without a hitch, leading you to your work desk right outside of Mr.K's office. Giving your final thanks and farewell to your tour guide, you were finally alone.

  Slumping back in your seat and peeling your heels off. The pain in your feet was intense and finally having a break was a miracle. 

  As you attempted to lay your burning feet on the cold floor, they were instead met by something fluffy. Pulling your legs up to your chest on instinct. 

  Was that some animal?!? Checking under your desk, you found a pair of fluffy slippers. This was puzzling. Did the last person here leave them by accident? Doing a little more clue hunting, you noticed they were brand new, the tag still attached- and a note on your desk. 

  Welcome to the team. You can wear these on this floor. Take care. ~Mr.K 

  Oh! So they were a welcoming gift from your boss, how kind of him! Without another thought, you removed the tag and placed the slippers on your feet. 

  After a good stretch, you logged into your computer and pulled up the systems you'd be working in. Now more comfortable, you could get started on your work- not that you were looking forward to it but at least you were comfortable. 

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   You had fallen into a constant routine with ease. And even if the work was busy, you found it comforting in a way. Especially because your boss wasn't a complete hardass like you heard through the grapevine. 

  Whispers and rumors of him having a heart made of ice or just being a very reserved person were commonplace. But for some reason, you didn't feel that way about him. 

  He would always say hello to you and thank you for your help. His dark eyes seemed to sparkle when he laid them upon you. He treated you to lunch all the time, got you coffee in the morning, and even helped you carry heavy files or materials when he could. 

  Little things like that made your job so much easier. And considering you had to be glued to his side almost all the time, it was a godsend. Even if he was more on the quiet side, he was still nice company. 

  His kindness didn't stop there though. If anything, you started to get a bit nervous with his gestures. For example, you had been late because of your bus. You rushed in frantically to make it to your post. 

  Nearly tripping over yourself as you made it to your station: Only to find Mr.K pacing back and forth in front of your desk. The relief that flooded his face to see you was immediate. His shoulders sagged before he straightened up and approached you. 

  "Y/N! Where have you been?" In his hands, you noticed the cold coffee cup he was holding before he held it out to you. Shyly taking it with still shaky hands. 

  "I'm sorry Mr. K. My bus ran late this morning." His eyes scanned your face and body. Your appearance was a little disheveled from the rush over but you seemed unharmed. 

  He seemed to be brainstorming before patting your shoulder. His large hand nearly knocked you off balance. "Come speak to me after work. Also, go to the bathroom and freshen yourself up. I have a meeting in an hour." 

  "Yes Mr.K, I'll get right on it." 

  Well after that hiccup in the morning, the day went on as usual. Your mind was buzzing with ideas for what he was planning. 

  Once the sun set and your shift ended, you knocked on the door to his office. It wasn't uncommon that Mr.K stayed late at the office so you knew where he would be. Knocking a few times on the familiar wooden doors, you heard a quiet 'come in' from the other side. 

   You stepped inside like every time before, sauntering straight up to his desk and waiting patiently for him to notice your arrival. Which thankfully didn't take long. 

  He instantly stopped what he was doing and smiled at you. Making sure you had everything you needed before walking in silence to the parking garage across the street. 

  As much as you wanted to speak, the way his jaw was clenched had you worried he was too upset or stressed to talk. You both approached a solid black car- the only one left on the floor. 

  Without a word, Mr.K opened the passenger door and gestured for you to get in. You nearly jumped out of your skin. "W-wait Mr. K! I couldn't possibly-" 

  "Oh? Does this make you uncomfortable? Should I get you your own car instead?" Your brain was turning to mush. Getting in a car with your boss wasn't new but this was after work hours! And getting you your own car? Even more absurd! 

  "Mr. K, I couldn't possibly inconvenience you with either-" 

  "It's not an inconvenience to make sure my secretary gets to and from work safely." His tone was firm and reassuring. But you'd ultimately agree. 

  No need to get your head in the clouds, he was just doing this so he wouldn't be unorganized. If you helped manage his days, it makes sense he would keep you close. It's that simple. 

  So now your boss picked you up and dropped you off from work to home. It was scary at first, Mr.K was a big guy. And you could never tell what he was thinking. But you soon loosened up after spending so much time with him. 

   Little things like his music taste or the little happy dance he did he got his morning coffee when he thought you weren't paying attention. Mr.K was actually quite jovial and youthful in spirit sometimes. 

 You especially found yourself fixing his hair or wiping crumbs off his face before he could get to them. His cheeks puffy as he smiled when you did so. It was worlds apart from his stoic presentation at work. 

   Unexpectedly, you'd see another side of him too not long after this. 

  It was rare that you were sick. But when you did, it was always really bad. It's so bad that you had to stay home from work for a few days. Calling out and just praying your replacement wouldn't cause Mr.K additional stress. 

  All throughout the day, you kept getting his texts about meetings and what you wanted for lunch- only to get a reminder text back that you were at home sick. 

  You could almost hear the giant sulking through the messages with every 'Oh, sorry.' It was almost like talking to a puppy. But you needed to rest, so you put your phone on silent, curled up into your blanket, and went about your day. 

  It was already night when a knock sounded. You were tired with a fever and thus, the interruption annoyed you. But the knocking didn't stop for long, even after several minutes. 

  Forcing yourself out of bed, you made it to the door and checked the peephole. It must have been a hallucination from the fever- because why was your boss here?!

  Trying to write it off as just a vision only lasted shortly as he started talking. "Y/N, it's me, Mr.K!" 

  Ah great. You could've just walked away and gone to sleep. But you opened the door against your better judgment. 

  There he stood, in all his beautiful glory- wrinkled suit, messy hair, tear-stained face, and a basket in his hands. He looked almost as bad as you! 

  "Mr.K?! What are you doing? What happened to you?" He said nothing and gestured inside. 

  Once you were inside with him, he took a seat on your couch and handed you the basket. Filled with all sorts of treats and medicines. You were blown away by the gesture. 

  "Woah, Mr.K this is too sweet!-" 

  "Just K, please." His gaze was so soft as he took in your sick state. Like you were already so weak and would break with a gust of wind. He dug into the basket and pulled out a thermometer and some medicine. 

  Wordlessly taking your temperature and administering some medication to you. Why was he taking care of you all of a sudden? 

  Once he had you drink some water, he readjusted your blanket. Before doing the unexpected and resting his head on your thighs. His face sunk into the squishy flesh and he sighed in relief. 

  "Wait M- I mean K! You'll get sick too!" But he ignored the plea and just sank in further. Your plush warmth was felt through the thin sheet covering your body. Even if it was subtle, you could feel his smile. 

  "I missed you Y/n. I need you…" to get better… right?! 

  He never finished the sentence the way you thought he would. Just snuggled in deeper into your thighs, head resting on your navel, large hands wrapping around your hips so you couldn't escape. 

  And not long after, he was breathing slowly. Probably asleep in your lap in an instant. A part of you was flattered, getting your hands tangled into his soft locks. 

  Playing with the wild strands as he dozed off. Just what happened to make him look this exhausted so soon? Maybe he always was this tired and was just an expert at hiding it. 

  And he was finding what little comfort in his day-to-day life in you. He needed you to be okay, not only because you helped him as your job but because you kept him grounded. The little contact here was the first major contact after a long time for him. 

  K usually avoided getting too close to people. But he couldn't resist you. Since day one, he strove to ensure your safety and comfort. 

  He didn't know why, but you encapsulated him. His thoughts flooded with you and wanted to bend to your very words. All the little gifts, food, and even rides he's given- it's his way of serving you. 

  In his eyes, you looked at him with such a gentle tenderness. Even with his default dark expression, you greeted him with smiles and just lit his whole day up. After a month, he knew he needed you. And after about six months, you were his top priority. 

  So getting sick and staying off of work worried him as well. He texted you on purpose to make sure you were okay, even if he couldn't bring himself to ask directly. 

  As soon as the day was over he got together the best sick day kit he could think of and rushed over. It wasn't in his plans to cuddle up to you in such a vulnerable position but it must have been the exhaustion talking. 

  His body instantly relaxed upon taking in your scent. Especially from such an intimate region. And the way you melted into his touch and started playing with his hair- he hoped you felt the same way too. 

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

  After recovering and returning to work, you tried to act like normal. But you couldn't help your heart from fluttering whenever he walked past. Greeting you with a warm smile as you went. 

  Well, things were really about to escalate when he called you in on your lunch break. Entering the familiar office, only the sound of your slippers scurrying across the marble floor sounded until you were standing before him. 

  K's face relaxed as he closed the laptop and pushed it aside. Scooting back and beckoning you to join him on the other side. You hesitated for a moment before complying. Walking around and standing with your back to the desk. 

  Without a word, he rested his hands on your hips and lifted you up, sitting you on the desk. Holding your legs together under your skirt, fingers tracing along the squishy flesh, and rested his head on his new pillow. 

  Using your thighs once again to comfort him as he rested. You were at work?! This was different from being home and doing this. But he was so relaxed and honestly cute like this. His brain dissolved into a mess you never would've thought it would go. 

  Your hands find their way into his hair just like before. But when you slowed down and tried to pull away, he whimpered. Whimpered. 

  "Please don't stop Mommy." 

  Your heart stirred wildly. Did he just- no no not possible! 

  When you didn't start again, he whined louder and pushed his head into your hands. Urging you to play with his hair some more. Once you came to your senses, you did as he wished. If he had a tail, it would be wagging a mile a minute. 

   30 minutes went by in no time. Once his alarm went off, he grumbled and shut it off. Peeling himself away from you hesitantly. You could see the longing in his eyes as he sat up, peeling his hands away from your legs. 

    He was tugging at your heartstrings! You giggled and fixed his hair. Rubbing your thumb along his cheek as you grabbed a tissue and wiped down his face. Helping straighten out his suit before fixing your skirt. 

  "Thank you Mommy- I mean- Y/N! Sorry!" He coughed to cover up his slip-up as his face burned red. 

  "Hehe, you know you said it earlier too, right?" K nearly exploded and tried to apologize. Oh, he didn't mean to say it out loud! You were his secretary and shouldn't have to be burdened to know he was like that- especially for you! 

   He was nearly falling on his knees, hoping you weren't planning on leaving. But you just had to play along. Because honestly, him saying that connected all the pieces for you. 

  You liked it when he called you Mommy. You liked it when he rested in your presence, using your body. How he treated you like the most precious gift to have fallen into his lap. You liked how he let you help him with little tasks like cleaning up or managing his schedule. 

  Even if he was the boss, behind closed doors, he was giving you the control. He was grateful you understood him and promised he would be good to you. He would be the best boy for you and treat you how you deserved. 

  From there, you kissed his forehead and embraced him in a hug before leaving him to get back to work. Your heart pounded endlessly as you stepped out of his office. What just happened? And what did it mean for your relationship going forward? 

   As you went home with him, you tried to stay calm. Concerned about where to go from here. Before you stepped out of the car, you turned back to see him giving you major puppy dog eyes. 

  Clearly, he was waiting for something but didn't want to say it. Watching him closely, you noticed his eyes flash down to your lips and instantly you got the message. 

  Leaning across the center console, you kissed him. It was short and sweet but he nearly evaporated. "Goodnight K." You spoke sweetly and patted his head, adding on a little 'good boy' before stepping out and heading into your home. Not knowing that he nearly creamed his pants from those words. 

  Granted, he did, just not in that moment. No, he waited until he was home before jerking himself off to every waking moment he spent with you today. The smell of your hair, the warmth of your skin, and your sweet love for him all had him shaking as he drew out orgasm after orgasm from his own dick. 

  He was intoxicated by the feeling. Twitching and moaning loudly as his cum shot out, covering his hand in the white sticky substance. He covered his eyes, hearing your whisper of 'good boy' run through his ears along with your bright smile. 

  What could he say, he was whipped. And as far as he knew, you would be playing right along with him. 

  You soon became part of his routine in a new way. Your lunch breaks were always spent together whether in or out of the office. Even on the weekends, K would come over and be with you. 

   One afternoon of innocent cuddling led to his hands freely exploring your body. Slipping under your clothes, massaging and caressing your warm skin, and sending tingles all over you. 

  At first, it was just touching while you praised him but you both couldn't resist each other. Then one day he asked to kiss you while at your home. A soft and sweet kiss quickly turned needy and heated. 

  K pulled you into his lap, slipping his hands into your pants. Whimpering into your mouth as you parted his lips with your tongue and slipped inside his mouth. He was instantly responsive. 

  You let his hands rest and play with your ass as your hips started to grind down on him. K's hips twitched and bucked, drawing out a giggle from you. "Needy already baby boy? Want me to help you?" 

  He nodded and pleaded. "Yes please Mommy, please." Of course, you had to oblige, pinning his hands above his head with one hand and pulling down his pants with the other. Kissing on his neck slowly and palming him through his pants. 

  Playfully grabbing at his hardening dick through his boxers before moving your hand into them. Your smaller hand enveloped around his cock, squeezing the warm flesh and stroking him slowly. 

  A high-pitched moan escaped his body, only adding more fuel to your veins. Moving your wrist and making him twitch and arch into your grip. 

   As cute as he was already, you wanted to see more. Taking off your shirt, you used it to tie his hands together. Once he was secure, you pushed up his own shirt, making him hold the fabric in his mouth. 

  "Be a good boy and hold onto that for Mommy, yeah?" Your hands caressed over his chiseled body. Fingers grazed his defined abs and pecks before pinching his nipples, twisting slightly as he nodded. 

  Kissing his burning skin up and down until you reached his belt line. Holding his hips firmly as you kissed and nipped at his skin. Placing kitten licks on his v-line as you marked up his skin. 

  Pulling down his pants and underwear down to his ankles, his hard cock standing stiff and long against his bare stomach. A little muffle resounded from the bound man above. 

   You let out a giggle and grabbed the base of his cock once again. Taking his tip into your mouth, sucking and swirling your tongue around it. K struggled and tried to buck his hips but stopped when you pulled away. 

  The message was clear to him- stay still and you'll be rewarded. 

  Once he stilled, you continued. Taking more of his length into your mouth until he was all inside your throat. Making you gag on him but still holding him in. A low rumble vibrated through you, adding to the sensation. 

  Moving slowly, you pulled back until only the head of his cock was between your lips. Sucking harshly before taking him back in and speeding up the process. 

  It didn't take long before you could taste his precum. Smirking a bit as he whined and held back the urge to thrust his hips or move. 

  Removing your mouth, you replaced it with your hand and continued to jerk him off. "Ah does baby boy want to cum? Well, you've got to ask first." 

  K could only whine through his shirt as you took him back into your mouth, spit running down your chin as you continued to tease him. You knew he couldn't ask like this- if he dropped the shirt, or if he came without permission, both would end in his punishment. 

   Tears would start to run down his cheeks in frustration. Oh how badly he wanted to drop the shirt and beg for you to let him cum already. He was already full of pent-up energy coming here, he didn't like being denied. But he was a good boy, he had to be for you, so he held on. 

  It felt like hours that you edged him on. Alternating between using your mouth and hands to bring him close to his orgasm before pulling away, leaving him high and dry. 

  Well, not so dry really. His entire lap was practically covered in your saliva and precum. He twitched and whimpered loudly as you played with his balls while your mouth still worked on his cock. 

  K broke down in urgent whimpers and moans as his beautiful tears sprung from his eyes. He sobbed but continued to hold on. You could tell he was about to break as you started to taste his precum once again. 

  Pulling away this time, you reached up and took the shirt from his mouth. "You're such a good boy for me K, do you still want to cum for me?" 

  This time his sounds weren't restrained. He cried out and pleaded desperately. Oh, how your once stoic boss cried so elegantly. "Yes! Please let me cum Mommy please!" 

  You smiled and finally gave him the words he was so desperate to hear. " Where do you want it baby? Tell me." 

  He looked at you so shyly through wet eyelashes. His dark eyes held your gaze before he broke the connection, too embarrassed to look at you as he spoke. You chuckled as he burned more red in the face. 

  "Y-your face, please Mommy." 

  You gave him a nod of approval before untying his hands and guiding them to your hair. Holding one of them and stroking the back of his hand with your thumb. 

  Wrapping your lips back around his throbbing cock and speeding up your movements. Ignoring the gagging each time his tip hit the back of your throat to bring him to completion. 

  Once he started to plead and grip down on your hair tight enough to make you flinch- you pulled back and jerked him off with your hand. Aiming his dick at your face as got ready to finish him off. 

 "Look at me baby boy. Watch as you make Mommy pretty." His eyes peeled open as he obeyed. Watching as he shook wildly, his dick twitching before his cum shot out. 

  Decorating your face in thick ropes of white as he panted and moaned loudly. His hips jerked as he finally got his release. 

  Your strokes slowed down as you took him and let him ride out his orgasm. "Oh good boy K! That's Mommy's good boy, yeah?" You praised him as he shuttered and whimpered as he came down from his high. 

  Once his breathing steadied, you kissed his hand before moving up to his lips. His glazed-over eyes looked at you, a silly smile on his face. 

  You kissed his cheek before reaching over for your shirt to wipe off his mess but was stopped when he grabbed your wrist. Pulling you into his lap and holding your face. Licking his cum up from your face in long strokes. 

  Your body lit up as he wordlessly worked. Cleaning you up without being asked made your heart skip a beat. Lacing your fingers into his hair, you cradled his face and played with his hair. Whispering praises to him as he finished up. 

  Finally, when you were clean, he buried his head in your shoulder. "Are you alright? Was I too mean?" 

  He shook his head and chuckled. "No, no, it was great." He gave you a smile and kissed your lips, his slender fingers drawing circles into your hip as he drifted off. 

  This was admittedly nice. You knew things would be different from now on. He was still your boss after all and now you weren't sure how you would be able to act normally in the office on Monday…

[t1gerlilly]

So… I used to be a Supernatural fan. And Jensen Ackles talked on multiple occasions about how he loved the original Roadhouse movie

And I watched the new Roadhouse movie, which I heard had been “updated” and then the original movie, for the first time. The new movie is a nice ‘man redeems himself from dark past by cleaning up the town’ flick. It’s fine.

But the original? holy motherfucking fuck. The whole goddamn movie is a bi guy fantasy. Where the lead is eroticized (half naked gleaming in the sun ) and ogled…. By two older men. No people of a female persuasion in sight.

The first being the single bear gentleman who is renting him a room. The second being the super gay coded villain with his Uber gay second in command and harem of hench thugs.

The same “violence as symbolic sex” was present throughout the movie, with lots of sweaty clenches and phallic objects (poker sticks and beer bottles ) waved around in combat. There was also enough naked titties and random wall sex to give a veneer of straightness if anyone was suspicious that all of this highly charged man-on-man action was slightly bent.

All of the significant emotional content was between men. The main character brought in his (mentor? lover?) who was fridged for man pain. And the penultimate battle was between the crime boss’s boy toy and the main. The boy toy walked around the whole movie with his shirt open to the waist, with a George-Michael-esque single cross earring in his left ear(which was focused on with a glint), CLEARLY intending to signal he was gay. And then in the big (half naked) fight scene below he says like one thing to the main. Does he explain or justify? Nope. He says “I used to fuck guys like you in prison”. Then knifes him. Then gets killed.

Like. Death and sex and hot guys is like AIDS era gay culture with a small side of unimportant blondes to sex up and …seriously bi dude heaven.

And I was like…ok, if Jensen Ackles never figured out what was going on here. I just. I don’t even know what to say. Like it was ABSOLUTELY CRYSTAL CLEAR this was a made for gay movie with enough naked women to squeak by and THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOING!!! No question.

And it makes my head hurt to think that so much of the same subtext showed up at different points in Supernatural and all the (repressed, ignorant, oblivious?) guy writers just…didn’t see it?

I mean I’ve never speculated about Jensen. But holy fucking fuck if this is one of his favorite movies. I mean SERIOUSLY. WTF

(Pic below is during the fight where the boytoy (on left) tells the main (on the right) he used to fuck guys like him. And damn, could those pants get any tighter?)

[babybatscreationsv2]

I watched Deadpool and Wolverine and I have thoughts

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ELEKTRA

I cannot believe I saw my girl Elektra again and yes I would have cried and thrown up if they killed her. If Blade and Gambit are both getting a new movie where's Elektra's?? I say we riot. And I'm only a little bit kidding. Spider-Man needs a new mother figure after all. How about an Elektra/Jessica Drew team up? OMG I'm just realizing they could have put her in the canceled Shang-Chi film. Does the Hand never face off with the Ten Rings? You would think a couple of a martial artist gangs would have a rivalry. We could have been shipping Elektra and Xialing 😭

Okay actual movie thoughts

Yes the car scene was in fact a sex scene and I don't even think that's even debatable. You can't tell me Hugh Jackman threw his head back like that and groaned like he was fucking cumming and it wasn't an analogy for sex and then following it up with a pan away/sunset shot? It was 100% an ode to the many gay writers who hid their desire to penetrate another man through swords, guns, and fangs. Bram Stoker would be proud

Do not watch this movie if you're uncomfortable with inappropriate sexual touching, or language for that matter. Everyone's getting sexually assaulted and it's a joke every time, but at least they call it what it is I guess?

I feel like the amount of graphic sex jokes was to cover for the fact that they were told not to joke too much about drug use. Although choosing to joke about how they can't do coke was possibly my favorite joke, don't ask me why

They sure did let that little people joke in there though... yikes. Disney is really begging people with dwarfism to jump their asses this year

The weakest part of the film was definitely the villain dialog. I guess they didn't want any big plot twisty reveals because man these dudes came out monologing and like who asked? Nobody. Why are they talking so much?

I have a genuine love for Happy becoming the new Stan Lee cameo. I just love that man as a character and it feels right that he has a hand in everything.

I saw someone on here pouting about the photo of Tony and Peter together and how Peter's face was covered BUT ACTUALLY it's a running gag in the comics that Deadpool can't see Spider-Man's face or hear his name. Even if Peter takes his mask off right in front of him the "Marvel censors" hide it from Wade and I hope to god that's why they covered it because it'll be so damn funny if and when they're both in a film together

Speaking of funny, the comedy in this film was so well done. They poured most of the jokes out in the first act and left room for the movie and the characters to be taken seriously. I'm here praying that the other Marvel writers take notes because while I'm a very emotional person who requires comic relief to get through most movies without crying, we all know the humor in Marvel films is getting to be a bit much.

I was holding my breath during the big team up thinking it was going to be Deadpool 2/Suicide Squad all over again, but they actually got to have their hero moment and it was beautiful.

But WTF? Why did Blade and Gambit get a big moment where they show off their skills but Elektra gets half the screen time during the fight and her moment is just her kicking someone? She has magic ninja abilities?? She could have also done something cool?? The martial arts stuff was cool in her stand alone film, it doesn't impress in a crowd of people who know how to fight. At least let her skillfully throw her sais or something, damn.

And how good is Channing Tatum as Gambit? I'm not a Channing Tatum fan or anything, but damn does he nail it.

NICEPOOL I love Nicepool, I have no idea what Deadpool variants exist in the comics because I actually hate multiverse stuff that isn't spiderverse, BUT it's canon that if Deadpool were to stop killing people that he would become pretty again and I love that there's a universe where's he just insanely nice and handsome mostly because I don't think they would ever make a Spider-Man/Deadpool film so at least we acknowledged that this happens, sorta, they don't really talk about why he's pretty and our Deadpool isn't

I love how it was a Deadpool film, but also everyone got their moment. It was barely even about him. He was the vehicle through which Wolverine and Nova and Laura got to tell their stories and it worked really well

I also feel like Wade getting Johnny killed felt weird and mildly out of character. He's an asshole, not a sadist. There's a big difference. If they wanted him dead to get rid of Chris Evans and still have their cameo, it didn't have to be Wade's fault

Wade and Logan recognizing Chris's face as belonging to Steve also sets a precedent for RDJ playing Doom. (It also means that yes people in universe will recognize him and angst will happen, I'm still crossing my fingers that there's multiple Dooms)

I give the whole thing a 4/5 had a good time, few complaints

[fluffypotatey]

watching Leverage episode 1

if you saw a previous post of mine that started like this....no you didn't i meant to click edit not post y'all ( @0hheytherebigbadwolf & @shana-rosee ) have enticed me and i am very curious about this show. i thought i might as well live-blog my thoughts as i watch the show. today will be s1 ep1. general thoughts will be under the initial reactions spoilers, obviously

almost accidentally watched a different Leverage

i believe it was a reboot or an adaptation of this show?

anyway

not even 5 minutes in and it's not pulling any punches

oh my god that is tristan

WE ARE 3 MINUTES IN AND THE PLOT IS SPICY

"mr. ford, don't you want to screw over the insurance company that let your son die?" OH??? DO TELL

gotta say i love the editing so far of this show. going from the meeting between this ford dude and the guy who got his blueprints stolen to the Heist™️ just....*chef's kiss*

HE DID THAT FOR A BASEBALL CARD??? WHO IS ELLIOT

parker's dad said "be a better thief" and she went "aight bet" only respect for MY queen

"parker's insane," ford said. oh she can't be that bad-- *shows flashback of her childhood home exploding* ....ok i see his point, but like, her dad was a dick

you're telling me, that they accounted for everything and all was going well, but got caught because of the nba playoffs???

listen, i am already looking at this show with the ot3, so when elliot said "it's what i do" after saving alec from security detail, how can i not see alec's reaction as something other than "ok, so i might have a thing for him"

yes, yes the easier answer is alec is impressed by elliot's skills and is also impressed that elliot didn't just leave him to get caught, but i am a lady who likes to wear her rose-tinted glasses

"so this is plan b?" "technically this is plan g" sir...when did you switch to plan b???? was it when parker jumped off early??

omg the act the trio played as the left the building? oscar worthy, i would've been fooled

"did you have fun playing the black king instead of the white knight?" which one of those writers felt like a fucking king after writing that. i know someone chuckled in their little seat like 'now that's a banger line!'

we're only 15 minutes in and there's still more???

oh? the plot thickens!

ah, we're going with the explosion death fake-out i see

"he used my son" oh ho HO someone's going to die i see

oh...my god???? how he looks at sophie??? how she looks at him???? how they speak to each other???? it is only episode one wtf

i am in love with sophie. call me nathan because she's got me wrapped around her finger

elliot being the observant one to nathan's motivations??? yes

alec is me, that's it (not really but yes)

how??? were they able to do that meeting??? did they get actors to help with the con???

THE PLOT THICKENS MORE I SEE

YO?????? I AM BAMBOOZLED THEY WEREN'T ACTORS????

I LOVE AGENT HIGGINS! IS THERE MORE OF HIM PLEASE

their like little ducklings for nathan it's so sweet

"see you!"........."we actually missed working with you, we make a great team"

they used the black king white knight line again as a call back oh that writer felt so proud of it didn't they. "yeah, that line fucks. let's do it again" <- that's them

"we offer....leverage" roll fucking credits

General Thoughts:

WOW ok it is only one episode and i am invested. they give us great character dynamics, hints of backstory, hints of character dynamic backstory, hints of future plot points -> my cream and butter, my creme de la creme

this show hits all of my weak points. yeah, i can tell this was made early 2000s but that does nothing to hinder it. i am giggling, gasping, and sitting on the edge of my seat.

when mr. uppity shareholder man found out about his room being bugged, i was so worried because the plan was going so well and i really wanted to see this guy fall. AND THEN WHEN THE FBI CAME TO ARREST HIM??? HELLO????

but yes, very great pilot, i will watch episode 2

[handsomelyerin]

the reaction to the newest iwtv episode on tumblr vs twitter is sooo funny like the fandom on twitter is like "this show about a toxic relationship is toxic? the evil vampire is evil? wtf??" like what did y'all expect?? i love lestat more than anything but as a VILLAIN. he's always been an absolute CUNT. he's the fuckin WORST!! he literally punched a hole through a man's face in the FIRST episode!!

that scene in ep 5 was problematic for a number of reasons. for the gratuitous violence against the black main character that wasn't really necessary, and for not including a trigger warning at the start of the episode. but it didn't "ruin" lestat?? he's still an incredible, complex character. but he's undeniably the villain of this story.

as a white person, i can't help but speculate that this choice to have lestat do this was a statement by the writers about us "woobiefying" white male villains, and prioritizing white characters over black ones in general. by having lestat commit a horrible, borderline unforgivable act of violence against his black lover, it leaves no room for us to make excuses for him, and gives our sympathy completely to louis and claudia, where it should've always been.

after last episode, i wondered what the point of advertising this show as a love story and the first four eps of romance between louis and lestat was. but in ep 1 louis tells daniel "let the tale seduce you, as i was seduced." we as the audience were being seduced as well! we were seduced into seeing lestat as a romantic, if incredibly toxic and dangerous anti hero. but he was always a monster. the signs were always there. killing the priests in brutal fashion. killing lily, a black sex worker, for no real reason other than that he got bored of her. killing the tenor for no reason other than his subpar voice. forcing claudia to watch her first love melt in the incinerator. he was always this person.

at first i was really heartbroken about this decision but now having sat with it the last few days, there's really no other way this character and this relationship could've gone. lestat was never going to let louis go without throwing a massive tantrum. even if lestat loves louis that doesn't keep him safe from his rage.

lestat is an amazing villain, and partially it's because he's a queer villain, but his evil isn't rooted in his queerness. his evil is rooted in his narcissism and inability to see past anything but his own desires. i for one am here for lestat and his villain era. and sam reid is killing the game as per usual.

[sevensoulmates]

Lou could have doubled down and said buck and tommy could be endgame, what does he do instead confirm basically that Tommy is short term and he's basically to get Buck comfortable with being with a man before Buck goes and pursues Eddie like wtf. We could be looking at our first canon buddie hint as early as the season finale.

I just genuinely don't think Lou knows what's going to happen with his character, which is fine. He was definitely only brought in initially for a four-episode arc (which would technically mean episode 6 would be his last) but that definitely doesn't seem like he could never come back, or extend his role past the initial four episodes. In fact, if I'm being quite honest with you, I'm not sure about episode 8 or 9, but I would not be surprised at all if Tommy makes an appearance in the finale 7x10 to really wrap up the arc.

I think that as of right now the writers want Tommy to be a "starter relationship" as mentioned by Tim, I believe. And starter relationships could last or they could not. To me, it seems like bucktommy and buddie right now both exist in the land of the vague. Literally a "will they won't they" at this point.

I do think the Eddie of it is going to end up being an elephant in the room through the entire relationship, as it's already become with all of Bucktommy being haunted by Eddie in both 7x04 and 7x05. I'm sure that's not going to end anytime soon. I don't think that'll mean buddie immediately following bucktommy, but I do think given how episode 5 went that it could lend to Buck possibly figuring out his feelings for Eddie by the end of the season. If he does, that could be before or after an ending with Tommy, or as a result of.

Either way, I actually want Tommy to hang around, pop in every now and then like Ravi or Josh, or Linda. I like him as a character, and I like Lou as an actor (Scorpios unite!!!) so I hope he gets to come back even if for a smaller story.

[uhohwhathaveidone]

Incorrect Hogwarts Legacy Quotes as things me and my best friend have said because i have writers block

i apologize, brain no work anymore pls wait until i chug enough Monster

MC: I'm being haunted...by a man...at least it's not a Weasley tho

Ominis: What did i do to deserve this. Sebastian: Exist Ominis: Deadass. Need to take care of that

Ominis" STOP SAYING I HAVE A VAMPIRE COMPLEX I'M JUST PALE

Garreth: brain be bonkers fr

Ominis: GET OUT OF THE WALLS Sebastian: NO FEAR ME

MC after beating Sebastian in their first duel: He was reaching for the light to take him from this hell

Garreth: I'm just a silly goofy dude

MC: If i dead i dead Sebastian: Dead is dead if dead Ominis: Pls stfu

Poppy: Me about to bomb this test Sebastian: Do it for the women Poppy: Will try. This is for my homie MC. Fails

Sebastian: Youtube keeps giving me therapy ads and I'm getting concerned

Natty: Dye Poppy: ooooo

Sebastian: When you shoot a man so hard it kills him but the arrow bounces off his body MC: i mean isnt he supposed to die when shot?

Poppy: If all sausage is like this I'm staying with women

MC: mf got too much of the babygirl juice Ominis: I hate that MC: But he's so girlypop

Sebastian: WHAT'S A DUDE GOTTA DO TO PLEASE BITCHES

Ominis: I can use this meme for when my grandmother tells me my dad died Sebastian: Lmao Ominis: My mom would kill me but the meme it would be

Ominis, trying to write: Brian go~~~~~ ~20 minutes later~ Ominis: Who tf is brian. Why did i just realize that

Garreth: My professor inboxed me about an assignment i didnt do. Sir i just didn't want to do it

MC: Casually gets told i can play sims in the room of requirement. ~20 minutes later~ MC: Deek, does it feel bonita? Because it looks bonita Sebastian: Wtf

MC, reading something: "Enemies of a higher level will be harder to defeat" Sebastian: Defeats them in less than a minute MC: Explain that atheists

Poppy: I just told my cat he sounded girlypop i will never speak again Natty: What-

thank you im going to pass out now

[theodoraflowerday]

young royals s3e5 episode reaction:

well I really hope the cliffhanger isn't horrifying bc this week is gonna be really fucking long

let's fuckin do this

"tired" and it's just him contending w the fact that erik might have been violently homophobic

i can excuse [rolls down a 6ft long papyrus] but I draw the line at being racist - august, probably

"family" LMFAO sure dumbass

seriously those girls are acting like sara and felice broke up (and I get it, friendship breakups are horrifying but damn)

"are you on something?" MY LITERAL FIRST QUESTION SKFISJFKSJFKDJF

I feel like micke is gonna die. idk.

his own letter? why?

oh. hello ludwig. i forgot what your voice sounded like.

"it's hard for her to show weakness" yeah well so it is for all of us. be a mother. show up for your son.

naaaaaaaaaaa volvete serio ludwig

wdym he was perfect. are you serious. do no adults in this show have the slightest bit of common sense?? you're talking to erik's spare my man. erik's little brother who now has to take on everything erik had to do. be the most fuckin for real rn

of fucking COURSE

"it'll be nice to celebrate you. and to meet simon too" ok that was sweet.

yeah wille being in the choir was starting to feel too weird skfjdkfjd

okay? calm your tits my man? simon hasn't said anything?

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON????? HE'S LITERALLY DEFENDING ERIK?????????

oooooookay kristina jr.

ohhhh it was sara's locker. ok.

oh micke is dead isn't he

FELICE DOING WILLE'S NAILS AAAAAA

HE'S PAINTING THEM PURPLE SOULMATISM

also is this the writers acknowledging the nonbinary wille headcanons bc.......

I can't believe wille likes doing his nails. that's so fuckin nonbinary of him.

god I wish micke had been dead. that is SO much worse.

pls don't get into a car crash sara

linda honey no. it doesn't fit him perfectly it's goddamn huge on him.

love shouldn't be this hard I agree linda

oh fuck me

oh her little face sara no

oh sara is breaking my goddamn heart

WILLE'S PURPLE NAILS

wilhelm, why do you have nail polish remover in your room

MI WILLE I'M GONNA FUCKING BLOW MY BRAINS OUT

omg malin was willing to be bribed. back to fanon malin we go (after the shit show that was season 2)

WHY IS HE WEARING THE PYJAMA PANTS AGAIN SIMON

okay this is killing me inside. this is too much.

BECAUSE THERE'S A RISK OF POISONING SJFKDJFKJFDKFJDKFKFKFKDLRK

simon's FACE im

SHE CURTSIED @ SIMON

I know he must have felt disgusting sjfkdjfk

after pretty much 3 years of a polar opposite fanon interpretation I cannot *believe* I'm witnessing kristina and ludwig being genuinely happy about meeting simon. this is so insane

august are you staring at sara's boobs

oh a rolex

OH IS IT BECAUSE OF ERIK

IT IS BECAUSE OF ERIK OG FUCKKKKK

I missed sara and felice I'm ngl. I love my tiny baby girls

oh kristina is about to throw up isn't she lmfao

ludwig is being weirdly nice. this is so strange.

ludwig and simon chatting away while kristina is about to choke and die

hold on. IS kristina gonna die?

even during wille's birthday they can't stop yapping about erik. my god do royals genuinely only care about their firstborn? god

NOT DILF HUNTER SJROSUFOSIDOD

class bad boy slfjdlgj I think they had to have done that on purpose. I mean vincent didn't wanna give him the satisfaction of giving him another award. I can assure you.

august is such a *sad* character oh my god

I WISH I HAD DONE THINGS DIFFERENTLY WITH YOU NAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWW

oh of course she kissed him.

WHAT A SNITCH WTF

im

"please don't leave me alone with your parents like that again" honestly wille they could've eaten him alive

my god wilhelm you're being SO NASTY

OH HE'S GOING OFFF

oh ldkgldjgldjfldjffl

I can ASSURE YOU during my s2 liveblogging at one point I basically wrote "[points at ludwig] AND YOU" bc i was so fucking done with his bullshit skrjdlrkdlrkld

to hear wille going AND *YOU* is fucking sending me help

IT ISN'T EASY TO BE BOTH YOUR MOTHER AND YOUR BOSS OH FUCK OFF KRISTINA

I NOTICED BECAUSE YOU'RE SO USELESS AT BOTH HOLY FUCKING SWEET JESUS CHRIST

HOLY MOTHER OF GOD

me rn:

my god this is the most cathartic shit I've seen in my life

OH AND SIMON IS WATCHING THE WHOLE THING

god

I knew the cliffhanger was gonna be that

but I didn't expect them to cry like that nor did I expect ME to cry like that

bro I'm sobbing I can't wait another week