#//Fucken GLORIOUS

[dutybcrne]

If you ever wondered why I added Mr. Weird Grownup to the roster, it's bc of this here song cover his JP va did

[ennaih]

Every Film I Watch In 2023:

247. Love And Human Remains (1993)

[defensivelee]

he's just being historically accurate!

[hana-no-seiiki]

CAT GOT YOUR TONGUE?

yan! damian wayne with hybrid reader blurb/brainrot

warnings: yan themes, age regression

the only scenario i can see damian immediately folding towards his darling is when they’re a hybrid.

the story i’m thinking off starts of as completely platonic. you’re a cat/dog hybrid who used too much of your powers and regressed to your younger form

now specifically speaking for your cat self, you don’t really regress mentally just physically. you’re basically trying your damn hardest to keep this traffic light of a person from hugging you to death. why did you have to be so cute when you were little?

dog self probably didn’t age backwards mentally as well but just goes with the flow and reciprocates his tender loving.

everyone else is just terrified to see damian being so loving. it’s like hell has frozen over. he treats you like his god. makes sure you eat properly and gifts you whatever food item (or item in general) you’d ever want. literally bends over backwards if you so much as pout at him whenever he says you can’t eat too much. like he is whipped.

if you switch to your full animal form? he’ll literally fucken die.

romantic continuation for feline form specifically under cut

he almost wants to abandon his vigilante life just to take care of you but alas he has his duties.

a life threatening situation happens and look who manages to save his ass last minute? but you in you in your glorious, original form.

you turned around to face him, a wicked smirk on your features.

“my my, cat got your tongue?”

to be continued…

[suicidalgamergirl]

Hot To Go

4 pages long. Dunno how to continue. Getting help from AA fans.

-V

****

The Vampire Ascendant arrived on the balcony, carrying the small shopping bag with said plush.

He notices the movement of Nessa in the living room. He was reading her and seeing that she was very scared.

He couldn’t shrug off that she was feeling exactly how he felt when failing Cazador’s orders. Like she deserves to be punished.

What had Ken done to her that led her to not trust others? Humans tend to be social creatures. They crave attention from others.

She was different. Quite different. 

He entered the apartment, without making a sound. She was preoccupied with the door.

Nor did he want to be stabbed repeatedly with a box cutter.

Darling needed to behave when she held sharp and pointy objects.

Especially towards him.

****

She slowly unlocked the door, box cutter ready to stab in self defense.

The door swung open to reveal....

An Amazon Delivery Guy.

“Package for Ms. Vanessa Alexandria,” the guy said as he was giving her a package.

Vanessa dropped the box cutter in shock. She did buy herself a gift off Amazon for her birthday.

After signing it, the delivery guy left and she closed the door. She opened the package to reveal a video game she wanted.

An Otome game. These games kinda helped her feel like she can confront men, despite the situations she puts herself in with real men. They would only be a fantasy of a man actually interested in this hag. No one in real life cared for her. 

Why can't she live in a fantasy like that? It was quite harmless.

Lowering her head. She had to grow up from playing video games, because people in their 30s start having families and enjoy the company of others.

She wanted to be alone.

****

Rolan and his gang of hunters arrived at the apartment complex. They have to act quickly. Vampires know how to get whatever they want. Vanesa was living alone in an apartment. Why did she let Ken die?

She lived alone, had always kept to herself in her hobbies, and was mostly anti-social. Perfect dinner for The Vampire Ascendant because no one will miss her. They have to stop him because she will be in danger.

The staff let the group in, confused why they would dress up in Renaissance clothing. They waited for the elevator and ascended to said apartment.

For they will be glorious in their hunt.

They must win.

**** 

Tears were running down her eyes. She was holding the game she got. Everything in her life had her always trying to be someone else. Her comics got no interest and she couldn't make a living out of her passion.

So she became a janitor to clean offices.

Rolan appeared at the open door.

“I’m glad he hadn’t arrived,” Rolan said as he turned to the distressed Vanessa, “you there. Did you notice a palely skinned gentleman?”

“We’re here to tell you that you’re on his list,” Zarha replied, “he killed Ken, your boyfriend, and he may kill you too.”

Kill her? She felt a sense of release from their words. Death was a perfect solution for her.

“Don’t worry,” Rodney said, “you’re safe now.”

She turned to the hunters.

“There is no vampire here,” Vanessa said sternly to the hunters, “besides he won’t be interested in this hag.”

“Maybe we should check your apartment?” Doug asked, “Just to be sure.”

“He is not here,” Vanessa stated, “If you don’t leave, I would start calling the cops. There’s no vampire here.”

“You don’t understand!” Rolan argued, “Vampires like him will kill anyone. They don’t care about us, that’s why they must die!”

“Please leave. You are invading my privacy.” 

“Don’t you care about your own safety?! He’ll kill you.”

“PLEASE LEAVE,” Vanessa replied as she was standing her ground.

Rolan sighed and turned back to his hunters.

“Fall back,” Rolan replied as he looked at the hunters, “it seems she doesn’t care about the danger she’s in.”

The hunters finally left her apartment. Frustrated with her, they couldn’t do anything because she had a right to refuse them. 

That vampire is a fucken lucky bastard.

****

The Vampire Ascendant was eavesdropping their conversation as he stayed in her room. Nessie could have easily told the hunters he was here. She could have easily had him killed off by their leader.

But she didn’t. 

Quite the peculiar human.

He decided to make himself known.

With grace, he confronted her in the living room.

****

Ness heard something. She lowered her head.

The Vampire Ascendant was here. To kill her like he had Ken. He had been watching her having a conversation with the vampire hunters. It didn't matter. He was here now. 

And was going to kill her. 

He comes closer and Ness is ready. She's made her peace. Said her goodbyes to the hurt and fear she's carried with her for too long. She closes her eyes. And yet the icy touch never comes. He never reaches for her. She feels no teeth at her neck. 

Instead, all he does is speak.

“You could've had me killed,” he stated as he looked at her, “You could've given me to them...and yet you didn't. Just as I suspected... Intriguing."

She heard his words. He was a vampire and she was his prey. She assumed he might be gentle to end her life.

But he wasn’t going to do that.

“I have spent quite a while studying you,” he continued, “...watching. Trying to understand what it is like to be a feeble human in this day and age. You saved me. So I spared you. And still you save me again. And now I wonder...why?"

Realization flustered her cheeks. She was dumbfounded by his questions. Was she selfish? She wanted the vampire to end her life.

Just like he ended Ken’s life.

He leaned in closer, almost listening to her pulse.

“I know your secret,” he said, “the one that tied you to that man. The one who has you in his snare. You seek comfort in cuddling plushies and self harm. It was because you know no better, a mere slave to a weak master.”

Goddamnit. She didn’t want the vampire to get more psychological with her. Why do men always seem to get thrills of turning her into a doormat? Is this what couples do?

She didn’t want that. This is what couples do.

Right?

“Please,” she gave a weak cry. She knew the vampire should end her. Tears were running down her eyes.

He placed his cold hand onto her face, wiping said tears and sensing her quick pulse racing from his touch of her soft cheek.

“I know what it’s like to feel unwanted,” he replied, “how easy your master turns you into his new toy, only to always fail his expectations. And I cannot let another being fall into their master’s hands again like I had. Hence I had to kill him.”

She was slowly feeling calm. He admitted killing Ken. A relief was on her. Ken is a dick. Who knows how long she would have if she didn’t catch Ken cheating on her with his phone? How long will her relationship be with him? Will Ken literally drive her to her own death?

This was all because Ken knew about her secret. 

He knew about her sexual assault. He knew how gullible Nessa was. She was only trying to make new friends when she was a tween. One girl from her grade perked interest at her. They both went to a secluded area and it happened…

She forced herself on Nessa and she was shocked by what was happening to her. To make matters worse, she says she’ll see Nessa again someday and left her to rot in misery of being violated.

All she wanted was a new friend. 

****

Ken has tried everything that he can to at least have some intimate relationship with Nessa, despite knowing she was assaulted in her teen years by another classmate years ago. So she really couldn’t enjoy sex like every other adult.

It fucked up her mentally and emotionally.  

It also didn’t help that he was constantly nagging for it and downplaying that she’s worthless in a few years.

After seeing him chatting up chicks on his cell, she knew he wasn’t faithful. She had enough.

She kicked him out of her apartment. 

He started to leave, looking back at Nessa.

“No one else will find you attractive,” Ken said to her, “I just gave pity on you because no one will ever want to sleep with you.”

Good. Just leave.

“You dumb bitch,” Ken catcalled her, “you should have given me what I deserved for being nice to you.”

And he left her.

Ken was no more and she was free. 

But why was she crying?

****

The Vampire Ascendant had Nessa in his grip. He could feel her pulse quicken.

“I don’t want you to cast doubt on yourself,” he said to her, “your blood screams to be tasted. Though, I rather not let you see me as a Grim Reaper, a harbinger of death. Maybe see me as a Merciful Angel instead.”

She opened her eyes and looked at the vampire. He wasn’t going to bite her. Is she really that pathetic? Vampires do enjoy willing prey.

He smirked at her, looking at her brown eyes as his eyes glowing crimson red.

“You know,” he began, “I rather like you. Unassuming. Unassertive... But I can see something else just behind your eyes.  A quiet thing, that wants to be *free*. And since you have helped me, I shall return the favor.”

She was confused. Was this how relationships work? Right? What could this vampire want? What can she give to him?

He kept looking at her, placing his fingers on her chin. She kept looking at him, confused and confident towards the vampire lord. As a vampire fan girl, this could be her fantasy. She tamed a darkly handsome creature of the night. Someone who loves her sweet calling blood.

“Even when you are afraid,” he continued, “There is something within you that does not want to cower. And perhaps..." His face falters, still eying the vampiric fan girl.

"Perhaps, I once held someone dear to me…” he trailed off, “who would have done the same for you. As she did me.”

She felt clueless and embarrassed. She wanted to understand her savior. How did she help him? All she did was make a bat house and entice a bat to eat mosquitoes. She was foolish to use him to end her life.

The hunters said he’ll kill anyone. He knew about Ken from her journal. The weak master was slain. He was going to drive Nessa to her death if she didn’t break it off.

Yes, The Vampire Ascendant killed him. Ken was finally out of her life and will never abuse another partner with his cruel hands.

Right now, said vampire lord admitted to having some feelings for her. She was slowly starting to not be terrified of him. He's a powerful vampire lord. Those vampire hunters were wrong about him.

If he was true to their words, she would be dead right now.

Not having a staring contest with a vampire.

[pisscreant]

An open and needlessly explicit letter to the anonymous message in my inbox, RE: my carnal desire towards one (1) Lieutenant Double-Yfreitor Harrier Du Bois

Just. Just listen ok. Would Harry even get around to having sex with me? Probably not. Provably, he'd cry or call me a slur or both. Then he'd flee by running straight through my wall, leaving a Harry-shaped hole in the bricks looney-tunes style.

Even if he managed to pass that skill check, would he be stinky? Would he be his cringe, diseased and obnoxious self? Absolutely, and so would I.

You don't understand. I am consumed with lust and degeneracy, and it has been pent up in my virginial form for a decade. I've put myself at risk of worse diseases at the mere CHANCE of getting some action, and I'd fucking do it again for some Harry Du Bussy. There is A Chance. A Chance of something twisted within me getting sated. And imo it is worth the risk.

"you'd fuck a fence if it was white" oh oh I'm sorry! is the fence psychic? Does the fence have like ten guys in his head who might be able to find my g-spot with the precision of a team of NASA engineers? Would the fence maybe let me peg him, tug him around by his facial hair, let me put a nose hook on him, and call him a 'good pig'? Then fucking call me cooper the way I'm about to build the whole bloody enclosure.

And you know what? You underestimate me. You think a 28 year old wasian woman can't match the rank energy of Harry Du Bois? Buddy I have Issues that you wouldn't believe. I've had identity crises that you could not comprehend. My little hirstuite body has created Odours that would horrify even the most seasoned medieval plague doctor. And I dont even have the Body Odour Gene! I had to DIY this shit, dickhead! Signature blend! Im defying racism so hard thay not even BIOLOGY ITSELF has command over me!

fuck the double standard. so like I'm allowed to drool about big fat hairy milfs and their glorious old pussies, but suddenly when I desire some morally dubious whiteman hole I'M too much of a pervert??? Well I don't fucking care. I was always an equal opportunity pervert, and I always will be. I have rights. I have a right to express how much I want to go at Harry Du Bois like a bull elephant in musth. This is my fucken blog and I control what I write here.

If Kim doesn't fuck that sad little man, then I will.

[raccoonfallsharder]

rose -ˋˏ ༻ʚ𑁍ɞ༺ ˎˊ-

is such a fuckin delightful oc, created by @love-for-faeries-go-burrrr ♡♡♡ who is kind enough to let me draw rose whenever i just wanna paint a woman with cotton candy curls (which is all the time)

look at this sweetie. LOOK AT HER she is a glorious faerie princess, very sweet with nebula, lover to rocket, half-sister to pete & mantis, secret badass with a heart of gold who almost everyone underestimates. she’s the princess of dancing on her home planet and her people have the power to grow various flora and vines — a talent which she uses in battle (along with just being a badass who can hand-to-hand just fine). she also like. ran away from home && left some royal at the altar because her abusive mom was trying to marry her off… with a fuckin intergalactic girl band, if im remembering right. seriously this girl has a complex and rad-as-hell backstory and you should go read it ♡

anyway her beautiful wings were ripped off by thanos in the infinity war battle, but the goddess of her planet’s people eventually gifted them back to her — and ever since reading that story, i couldn’t get it out of my head. i just wanted to draw rose getting her wings back

so anyway here she is. i love her and am always greedy for more of her story

thank you for letting me draw her again, my dear friend ♡♡♡ she’s just too fucken pretty

let me love your OCs masterlist ♡

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[damagedintellect]

Kenny McCormick x reader

💌 As Long As I can Remember: Chapter 3  💌  

Summary:  You moved to south park in the 4th grade. You weren't expecting what came next. After seven years of friendship you were about to make a move but what happens when Cartman's OTP gets in the way of what you desire most.

Notes:  Overall Kenny x reader but also some Craig x reader, I wrote this over a decade ago but I'm feeling nostolgic, this was written for a friend a long time ago

💌 Word count: 1,855 💌  <= Previous | Chapter 4 =>

The next morning Kyle and Stan stood at the bus stop, talking about who knows what. You weren't paying attention. You showed up with the widest grin on your face. “Sup guys”

Kyle and Stan looked up at you “Nothing, Kyle's just mad that I didn’t do my homework.” Stan rolled his eyes while Kyle looks straight up pissed at his bestie. Kyle practically growled foaming at the mouth a little. “It’s not because you didn’t do your homework, it’s because I didn’t finish mine!” They continued to argue over whose fault it was when Cartman and Kenny showed up. Cartman scoffed “calm down you fucken jew”

“Shut the fuck up you fucking fat ass!” Kyle was already in a mood he didn't need this on top of it. Stan just stared at the redhead and sighed “Kyle you do know that the more you react, the more he’s just going to do it right?” Kyle crossed his arms and muttered to himself “Yeah well he’s still a fat ass.” Stan just rolls his eyes wanting to change the subject. When he was met with silence he huffed. Does he have to do everything around here? He looked over to you. “So (Y/N) did you pick a song for the talent show?”

Perking up you go digging through your bag and pull out the CD carefully placed in a case that read ‘(Y/N)’s song’ in big bold black sharpie. You held it up waving it around so everyone got a good look at it. “I sure did and it’s the best song in the world! I just have to make sure no one else sings it.” You peer at Cartman who was practically drooling as the bus pulled up. Now he just needs to take the bait and you're golden. Stan got on the bus first ditching you guys to sit next to Wendy. You sat by Kyle and Kenny sat by Cartman who sat in the aisle seat just like you.

Kyle noticed you were still staring at the CD “(Y/N) you should probably put that away before you loose it.”

“There’s no way I’ll loose it but yeah I probably should.” Continuing to look at Kyle you slip the CD into your bag in a way that it slips out and ends up on the floor instead. Kyle looks at you concerned while you were still staring at him. “You’re acting strange. Are you okay?”

You just giggle “No I’m not! I mean I'm fine. Just excited for school is all.” You curse yourself, at this point you might blow your cover.

 Cartman was still staring at you when you tried to put the CD away, watching as it slipped out and on the floor right in front of his feet. What luck! Catman glanced over at Kenny before he swiftly picked it up making sure the blond was still preoccupied with the window. You were still talking to Kyle so this was the perfect opportunity to steal it for himself. Whistling like nothing happened he shove the golden ticket into his bag, thinking to himself "This will be the end of (Y/N). Oh how glorious it will be to watch her fall, now what to do with a slave."

 The rest of the morning was uneventful, almost eerily so. You were at your locker, switching out your books for the next class and when you closed your locker you were met with a smug look and an emotionless face “Hey (shorter version of your name because that’s how Clyde rolls) sup.”

“Holy Shit!” He was too close. You jumped back and dropped all the books “What do you want Clyde?” You sighed and bent down to pick them up. That was when your hand met another’s and your eyes met a pair of lovely deep blue ones. A light pink tint crept it’s way to Craig’s cheeks while yours were flushed red. You retracted your hand as he gave you the last book. Out of the guys you were told to avoid, Craig was at the top of the list although you didn’t know why. It was something that Stan tried to enforce but then realized he couldn’t force you to ignore his presence. Not that Craig has much presence. He’s pretty quiet and keeps to himself for the most part but something about the lone wolf energy makes him cute in your eyes.

Clyde cleared his throat to regain your attention. “It’s about Cartman”

You rolled your eyes. Of course it was. "And?" You wanted him to get to the point.

Your one word answer caught him off guard as he fumbled over his words. “Well you’re still fairly new here so you might not know how big of an Asshole Cartman is.”

It was true but Kyle had been trying his damndest to catch you up to speed. “Yeah didn’t he like kill someone’s parents and feed them to the kid?”

Clyde paused. We wasn’t expecting you to know that. “Uh, yeah” things went silent. This is not how he planed this talk to go.

You waved your hand around and started walking away. “I’ll be fine.~”

His face was priceless as you brushed him off. He tried regaining his composure. “That’s the spirit I actually just came over here to motivate you to kick his ass because everyone is making bets!”

That stooped you in your tracks. You turned so fast it nearly gave you whiplash. “WHAT?!” you suddenly dropped all of the books in your arms again and release a frustrated sigh as you picked them up again this time both Clyde and Craig helped you. seriously why did you have so many books to carry around. 

“Yeah ever since yesterday you’ve been the talk of the school.” 

Dusting off a few of the books you looked around and lo and behold everyone was staring and whispering to each other. You just smile with pride “Well, I guess I need to put on one hell of a show right?” 

Clyde smiles and nods giving you a thumbs up as Craig just leans forward meeting you eye to eye. One word. "Safe.”

 It was the only thing he said as he walked away without Clyde. “Hey wait up Craig, goodbye (Y/N)” he waved and tried to catch up with his best friend. Kyle walked up behind you as you pinched the bridge of your nose “What was that all about?”

“That last bit? Honestly I have no idea, let’s just get lunch.”

 During Lunch you played with your food. One word “safe” and whatever the hell he was mumbling but what did it mean. You glanced over to Craig, what was he thinking under that emotionless face of his. His eyes are so cold; it’s like he’s bored and doesn’t bother to do anything. Is that why he told you not to hang around Stan’s gang because they actually do things and get into crazy situations, but then does he want to do things or is he irritated that they do things and he just wants things to be peaceful. You stabbed your fork into the chicken on your plate and let out a frustrated groan.

“What’s up with her?” Stan said more to Kyle than anyone else on the table; they both looked at you while you were still dazed looking at Craig. “She said she didn’t know but I’m guessing it has to do with Craig” Kyle followed your line of sight to meet Craig’s cold eyes which sent shivers down both of your spines and you snap out of your concentrated state.

“Just what’s his deal? First he flips me off, tells me not to hang around you guys and then, safe.” You waved your fork around for emphasis.

The super best friends look at each other and shrug “Safe?”

“Trust me I don’t get it any more than you do.”

“Maybe he’s trying to trip you up so you don’t do well tomorrow.” Kenny looked over to Craig then back to you before adding “Could be because of all the bets against you.” You nod while Stan and Kyle’s eyes widen “People are making bets?!” 

You casually sipped your milk not that surprised anymore. “Yeah and apparently Clyde is betting that I will win.”

“Really!” Kyle shouted

“Yeah I find it kind of funny how it’s actually become such a big thing.” Back home you were never the center of attention. It felt bizarre.

“Nah you get used to that feeling after a while especially if it involves Cartman in any way.” Stan comments and everyone agrees. Kenny looked up from whatever it was he was doing only now noticing that Cartman isn't even here “Speaking of Cartman before I got here I saw him with Jimmy, he was helping him hit on a girl.”

“huh”was all anyone said on that matter. You all continued eating lunch until Wendy and her blond friend walked up to the table. “Hi Stan do you guys mine if we borrow (Y/N) for a moment.” You kind of just quirk an eyebrow and point at yourself “You want to borrow me for a moment? Why?” The girls grabbed both of your arms and just dragged you out of the cafeteria.

“Guys help meeeeeeee!” 

Kyle, Kenny and Stan know better to get in Wendy’s way so they just smile awkwardly and wave you off. As so as you were taken into the hallway Wendy smiled “Okay so I know we don’t really talk but I am Stan’s girlfriend and you are one of Stan’s friends. We want to help you for tomorrow.”

“I don’t want to seem rude but I don’t think I need help.” 

Bebe laughed at you “Really? Have you looked in a mirror, honey you need as much help as you can get-” Wendy lightly punched her friend in the arm “Rumor is going around that you’re going to be doing something big right. All we’re trying to say is part of the talent show’s judging is based on your costume.” She trailed off and the both looked at you. Wendy cleared her throat before speaking again.

“We feel that your look needs something more if you’re going to even think about winning tomorrow night.” You couldn’t help but laugh “Guys this is just my everyday attire, I didn’t plan on wearing something like this tomorrow night I already picked out a dress.” Wrong words, you should have kept your big mouth shut.

“We want to see! If it meets our standards we’ll stop bothering you, but if it doesn’t we’re taking you shopping!”

 After class you didn't leave your seat instead you slammed your head down and felt someone poke your arm. You shift just enough to see Kenny "(Y/N) we're all going to Stan's to play games you wanna come?"

"I want to but Wendy and Bebe plan on kidnapping me right about now so I can't." You saw them in the doorway with the biggest smiles you've ever seen. They were kinda creeping you out.

[dutybcrne]

@stxrsfxte replied to your post:

// ......alya lineage of Mavuika AU though

EYO??? 👀

[ask-ciaphas-cain]

It's definitely not gonna happen, because the Lion needs a ✨glorious return✨, but it would be so fucking funny if he woke up, got half of "what the hap is fuckening" out of his mouth and immediately got completely bodied by Angron out of left field

[ennaih]

Every Film I Watch In 2023:

233. A New Leaf (1971)

[defensivelee]

i don't know how much of a stretch it is to say this, but since the erins (the authors of warrior cats) are british, i feel now and then like some of the plot points in the two earliest series are HEAVILY inspired by the misadventures of our stuarts. there might be some other stuff from history they've taken inspiration from, but obv i've only ever caught this stuff bc i unfortunately do like the stuarts best. tragic i know

even if they're not directly inspired by it, some events feel uncannily similar to history, as well as some character arcs! there's no super obvious direct parallels, but i will say that, just maybe:

-Tallstar, the leader of WindClan, has a whole situation in The Prophecies Begin series that kind of echoes the English Civil Wars and the subsequent Restoration with how he and his loyal Clan are driven out of the forest, but then return, and Tallstar has to fight to keep his territory and prove himself to the other Clans.

-surprisingly, Tallstar has TWO Charles II moments! as he lies dying, he names someone else deputy, meaning he chooses someone else to replace him after he dies... which obviously makes the former deputy, Mudclaw, furious. he'd been preparing to replace Tallstar, he had served him well as deputy, and now some other cat gets the honor? now this would be kind of a tenuous link to how Charles refused to make Monmouth his heir, but he didn't decide that on his deathbed... however he DID decide to become a Catholic, in a sense taking his brother's side, as always, in the end. it's just... the parallels of some odd decisions made right before you die.

-now Mudclaw gets his own Monmouth arc! like Monmouth, he ends up forming his own little army and rebels against the new leader of the Clan, Onestar-- only to fail and then get killed in the process. tho Onestar did not personally have Mudclaw executed. if i'm remembering correctly, a bolt of lightning hit a tree and fell on Mudclaw, which everyone interpreted as Onestar having the approval of StarClan (the kitty deities) to rule. essentially, divine right!

-now we veer off here to speak about some earlier plots... personally I think Brokenstar's, and then Tigerstar's, quests to rule the whole forest are kind of Louis coded

-even the personal feud between Tigerstar and Firestar, the main character who is an ORANGE CAT, kind of feels like the whole 'mortal enemies' thing with Louis and William respectively.

-however! Tigerstar himself has a few James II moments/arcs. I think the most notable one is when he is exiled from his birth Clan by being defeated by Fireheart, said orange cat (a warrior at the time), and is forced to join a Clan across the Thunderpath (a road). from there he works to get revenge on Firestar and waging war using his new Clan. obviously this feels a lot like the Glorious Revolution, where James is exiled and flees across the water to France, where he consistently tries and fails to get his throne back. the only difference is Tigerstar became leader of his new Clan.

-Tigerstar actually had an alliance with the old leader of his new Clan, Brokenstar, to get back at the Clan that exiled him, which reminds me of the James-Louis alliance. things do obviously work out a little different here... which is good, bc i do not want to think about Louis being blinded and murdered and James taking over France, as metal as that is.

-Tigerstar's arc in the afterlife in which he tries to influence his children in his birth Clan by walking in their dreams reads a bit like James' relationship with his daughters, particularly Mary.

-now... I hesitate to compare Mary to Brambleclaw, the son that Tigerstar manipulated, bc I FUCKEN HATE THAT GUY, but they check off everything! Brambleclaw struggles with his admiration for Firestar while also wanting to learn from his father. this is all while Firestar doesn't know if he can trust Brambleclaw bc he is his enemy's son. their relationship is more like father-son here, but it does feel a bit like William and Mary. Mary does genuinely fall in love with William, but she still feels guilty after driving off her father... and ofc we can't forget that at first, William was more distant towards her (understatement of the century but the point still stands). eventually Brambleclaw decides to turn away from the influence of his father and remains loyal to Firestar and his Clan, much like how Mary loved William enough to feel like she could ultimately handle anything with him at her side.

-so Tigerstar actually had two mates... much like James had two wives. with his first mate, Goldenflower, he had Brambleclaw and Tawnypelt, like James had his first two daughters with Anne Hyde. with his second mate, Sasha (a former kittypet), Tigerstar had two more kids! well actually he had three but one died in a flood. the two kids that survived are Hawkfrost and Mothwing. a bit like how James had James Francis Edward Stuart and Louisa Maria with Mary of Modena! a key difference here is that Goldenflower did not die, she was alive and well, raising her children when Tigerstar (then Tigerclaw) was exiled. he literally just left her! and then he was rather abusive towards Sasha... who was rlly unhappy to find out about all the atrocities her mate has been committing. quite unlike Maria, who stuck around anyway (tho it wasn't like she would have had a choice).

-Hawkfrost himself, Tigerstar's son with his second mate, doesn't actually feel so much like our alleged warming pan baby. like yes, his character follows the path of someone trying to reclaim the lost glory of his father, and rule the forest simply because he believes he has a right to after all the ways Tigerstar was wronged... but also, goddamn he's just too cartoonishly evil!! and he dies in a horrible way, killed by our Mary-equivalent Brambleclaw, which actually would have been kind of metal historically, two half-siblings duking it out.... ANYWAY. surface level, at least, it is very similar. that is, if BOTH William and Mary had lived to see James II die and then to fight his son off.

-i will say this about Firestar, our supposed William parallel: Firestar is IMPOSSIBLY kind and everyone likes him, also he's allegedly very handsome. he may be an orange foreigner who follows a closely similar arc but oh god he acts NOTHING like William. to find someone like William i say we look at someone else in a completely different Clan, going through his own completely separate troubles, away from the main story-- that would be Crookedstar. his whole arc is quite different from William's real story, but i think the basic pieces are there: disabled, generally unlikable cat grows up believing it's his destiny to rule his Clan, and, as a result of that destiny, he ends up losing everything he ever loved. they both still manage to find a few joys in between all of the despair, but their whole life is kind of tragic tho at times you kind of want to throw them in a river (Crookedstar at least would be able to swim out, as the leader of RiverClan, not so sure about William).

that's all i can think of rn, if you read wc and also like the stuarts and find something i didn't catch, lemme know i wanna hear!!

[belowaverageperson123]

My fellow LGBTQ+ eventhough I'm the last person you should be taking advice from there is one reason you should tough it out and suffer through this

DO NOT LET THIS WRINKLED ORANGE PEEL LOOKING ASS NIGGA OUT LIVE YOU

This is definitely the type of nigga to celebrate that the "woke left" Are dying off because he won

If anything know that there's a light at the end of thw tunnel

And that is that one day you will wake up to the news head line "former president Donald Trump fucken died"

And that will be a glorious day when we will celebrate like we won the lottery

[solardick]

Happy BS day. Its valentines. I’m not allowed knowing love. Because god’s an asshole. And enjoys fucken with me. And it’s always ever going to be just me. And know that in dying. I dont care anymore. That stupid girl they always talking about is going to be there. Today, yay! My lung hurts. Smoke another ciggarette.

Wonder whys the dovstor arw going to say when i ask to be euthanized. Just send me a guy already so i can spend the rest of my short life being fucked. Like i have been since my first memory. And Since im never going to add anything to life. And for the first tome this year theres the semblance of winter. Its only ten degrees warmer than it should be today and not 20.

Oh and the girl is gone. Wonder who’s gonna replace her.

Yay for being punished all fucken day. Get the fuck out of my way.

And fuck tarot im done. All y’all fo id give me the oppositre of what i create and my intent. Fuck this rapist culture. Soend tbe rest of my short life gaming and hetting drunk. An dmy dragon image in now trash.

Not allowed being healthy others control my life. Wonder what having independance from malicious influences. Something id like to experiemce before i die. Ive never been. Maybe one day. Ill go. Lol.

I nailed it in that dragon image though. My perfect reflection. And the tower crumbles. Everytime.

Mmmnn i can feel it. Serpent. Its stirring. And after fetting hit in the face with a box. Fuck this. Im done. Fuck all of you. Go sit in the corner and wait.

Souffy, fuck off pls.

And… uh, maybe she realized she was in love with me. And could no longer stay. It was a nice two step dance we did though. Was fun. Bye luv. Maybe one day.

It’s always sexual. I have a very lovable image. I just be me. I always get fucked over. But circumstances won’t allow. Im locked down. Man. And they won’t leave me be. I left my family what eight years ago now. Haven’t had any peace pressence has always been there. … born in hell. I dint know what else to say.

Well you know what they say. Gotta poor your sexuality into something else. Like making love to god. Or jesus. Or blogging indiscriminately, unfiltered. It has to be raw. Or. Not at all. When uou have nothign good to say you sys nothing at all. Maybe in. Fairy tail ‘bout being saved by thee glorious father.

Maybe her boifriend, will show up and beat me up. Because she flirted to spite. Spite. Yeah, yeah. That word, works well. Think im being framed up again? Probably.

Hahah. Ugh. I mean. Im pretty celibate. So its usually from the opposing parties. Thats how it started. Even down near 6-8 yr’old. If its coming from women, its either a good desire that would play out right if present corcumstnaves werent treating me lije a marionnette or there wasn’t amole amounts of violent carnage preventing any act forward. Or its a dirty desire. And im turned off. And do the morally good thing. Ethically may be skitchy. The couple times it did. Treatment and marionnette and all that. Not in a healthy state of being. And thats beside the while line up of scripted ones. There to be serpents. Other people serpents. The white ones with the crow.

Where do you want me to step? Here?

Uh, ok. The added script. Strength from mother to the “king” the child as self. Mother to child. Leo. And death. A parental bond with mother. One showing trust and support. Missing piece to the script. My own, fuck her. Man. I cant do it. There’s nothing there. And for as long as im nothing but tred, i couldn’t afford to care even if i wanted to.

Now to see of i camt find something to watch that isnt predomiantly gay, or gradually drawn into being. Risky stuff. I live dangerously.

Like tomorrow war, where the threat is actually the russians. With there symbolic connection to man and the machine vs. Women and temptation. Gotta fight the good fight. It had monsters and russians in it. I should have known better. In godzilla it was what the Chinese? God sake. Gotta keep my uranus in sag occupied. Uh?

I soent what 20 years in a hole. Not being a part of the system. And then as soon as i do. “Covid”happens. Yeah, ok? Where the real world? I dont think ive met it yet.

Anyway. Crazy bs aside. Im grateful she left. Better pay, closer to home. Can’t go wrong. Even though she hurt me in two ways. Knowing that she wasn’t there to get in my way today. Was awesome. And the good feeling remains. The Dove and the Dragon. The dove, a portent to positive experience. This land is populates by too many crows though. The most dominate species here. Only in the spring and summer are they mostly chased away. Creating a loop of conditional experience. That of using the the functioning increases of solar energy to overcoming the negative association to growth. Its not at all different that the tv. Of fighting monsters and such. Except that there’s not an overlaying fabricated script over nature. And this function is towards the means of reproduction and establishing a suitable nesting home.

In high populated city zones, the natural is all but lacking. Amd the mass lives within a bubble of conditioning. Which cost millions of lives to make possible. While claiming peace on earth. Though millions of lives doesn’t seem so consequential considering the what now, eight billion?

Twisted metal does seem promising. Thanks justin.

No, it’s just sneaky. It hook punches you.

Well guess im goving up media. And going back to the wind.

Well y’all could give some hearts if your going to stock me anonymously. But no. Only the bad stuff.

[lokislynx]

Just had a minor fuckening in the shape of an annoying, unjustified bill of 100 euros... I'm also really, unnaturally tired for the 4th month, really just wanted to go asleep until I opened my mail... But my friend happened to send me this picture in celebration of friday. It felt glorious 🤣

Edit: I did not sleep much last night...

[tornparts]

MY HEART IS IN MY ASS I CANT EVEN FORMULATE WORDS IM JUST FROTHING AT THE MOUTH CARDIAC ARREST WHERE DO I BEGIN I CANT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY EMOTIONS ARE ON THE LINE FUCK SCHOOL FUCK THE OTHER LOCATION SIR COME BACK ALSO FUCK THE EX Y/N HAD EVERY RIGHT TO JUST WALK AWAY BC HOW DARE HE AND THE WAY HE LAID IT DOWN IM DOING A SEWER SLIDE IM SICK INSIDE PUKING (S)CREAMING AKANJXNSJSNAJKSKSKSN BRO IM FR CRYING EXPERIENCING SO MANY EMOTIONS ITS THIS ONE FOR ME TONIGHT AT 2AM thank you truly i was committed had to take numerous breaks especially during the sexc times. Tae i hope some of yo roommates one of them is wooshik or peakboy matter fact just wooga squad gang gang bc purrrrr also jk being a cook with yoongi those little glimpses of the other members i live for that it’s in my blood stream. oh boi this one has me all over the place that’s how good it is i’m still rly mad but the ending was so bittersweet but a what if ending tacked on so i can’t be too bitter I AM JUST SUCH A SUCKER FOR THIS MAN PLS ik y’all can hear the sound of the whip cracking lololol it’s the busan men stg the satoori had me turning into the exorcist was blasting black eye peas and shakira reading this absolutely cracked out. and YOUR ACCOUNT NAME WE STAN BUSAN MEN IN THE CHAT. k ima go so sorry for being feral but fr ty so fucken glorious much i’m content i will go reread the filth and pass away into the cosmos ùwú OTL

Coconut

Summer Job!AU | Manager!Jimin x Waitress!Reader (ft. BTS)

genre: smut and angst (bittersweet ending)

rating: explicit

description: Summer jobs were temporary. Therefore, summer crushes were temporary. No need to fall for your ridiculously cute manager. But one slip of the tongue later + your perverted mind + endless flirting could only end in the inevitable. Fuck Jimin. Wait. No. Don’t. 

word count: 17.8k

warnings: cussing, cheesy flirting, alcohol, lots of teasing, OC gets a small cut by accident on her finger, red-haired Jimin being such a menace, pining, wingman/best friend Tae being chaotic, minor jealousy, ANGSTY ENDING.

smut warnings: kissing, unprotected rough sex (remember, this is fantasy), dirty talk, oral sex (male and female receiving), fingering, creampie, dirty jokes, overstimulation, PRAISE (SO MUCH), body worship, begging, Dom!Jimin, spanking, etc. 

a/n: If you don’t like coconuts… Well, I think you’ll still like this piece. Hehe. This was inspired by some real events in my life (highly exaggerated of course LOL). This fic has been in my WIPs for so long and I’m thrilled to be done. Jimin has been wrecking me a lot and I knew he’d fit this story the moment I got inspired to write it. Please enjoy and I hope to hear what you think if you’d like to share! 💕 😄

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