#(if it was all ij my mind…)

[squism]

it came ro me in a dream

[dizzybizz]

what a goofy gooper. what a goopy goober. what a goopy gooper. whouphfh oghhf aughfh goop goopyg ooper-

[cuntela]

i just had to draw this it's been on my mind all day

[thecrowsoul]

small hms redesign bc i didnt like blues /sys designs yippee

still look s weird though

edit: changed the hair a bit

[echo-stimmingrose]

I just finished watching gravity falls for the first time (I never watched it as a kid and my friends who did got me into it) and for one, I cried. And for two, some of it seemed really horrifying for a kids show. And for three, there were so many times when I wanted to punch the hell out of Ford, love the guy but damn there were some parts he pissed me off at lol

[cachien]

listen i know the gay cannibal tumblr’s in love with is in indiana jones but pls PLS for the love of god do not romanticize the nazis i swear i will track down anyone who does and tie you up and subject you to a six hour minimum lecture about the nazis from an exhausted historian who went to college in the town where the nazi scientists recruited by NASA lived and worked. do not try me. the best thing about the the new indy movie is that it revived in the US a passion for punching nazis in the face.

[fairyhaos]

im gonna bash my laptop against the floor PLS WHY CAN'T I THINK OF ANYTHING

[moonseava]

MURDER DRONES EPISODE EIGHT TRAILER INFODUMP AHEAD

...because my autism cannot contain itself any longer. /lh

we start off with cyns bitchass WINKING omfg girl. also i have Zero Clue what shes doing with her hand(s) but im Afraid-

im literally obsessed with cyn / the absolute solver as a villain you guys have NO IDEA. her connection with n is so interesting. i have also always loved freaky robot creatures (case in point: my obsession with the vocaloid song "bacterial contamination" by kanimiso-p at twelve years old LOL-) and missy is. more than qualified for that title. i cant wait to hear some new cyn voicelines, as well,, her voice is..horrifically amazing.

which, speaking of freaky robot creatures: THIS ???? WHAT IS HER ISSUE.

i wish i couldve had a gif of this (without a watermark) because her head twisting around was. definitely something and i wanna show it off.

normally, i am not scared of villains. but cyn ?? one fear.

murder drones episode eight: in which uzi turns into a meteor. /ij

also, j looks so distressed,, granted, i believe she might be aiming at the absolute solver, which has taken the undead form of her best friend and boss and has destroyed whole planets (or, at least is in the process of it) so YES i would also be in distress. thats also not even the tip of the iceberg of what the solver can do, as well- /lh

ive always loved the whole "cynessa having four hands" thing because GODS its. so weird to imagine- but, her lunging at uzi ?? HORRIFYING. i cant wait to see the whole "final battle" between...really everyone-

khans part really intrigued me. he isnt having that spooky drone smile where their fangs are out, nor are his eyes how drones usually are when scared. he looks like hes...cheering someone on, almost ?? or, hes slowly losing his mind and laughing about it. WHAT IS BRO YELLIN ABOUT I NEED TO KNOW.

and then we close with the sentence "everything ends." which totally isnt worrying at all. /J /LH

i seriously adore the apocalyptic motifs in this show, but maybe thats just because i grew up with a sibling who loved making zombie characters HAHA.

i couldnt get a good picture of it, but, we also see the landing pod being flown through the atmosphere !! so, im wondering if the main cast got it to work and fled copper nine. i guess we'll just have to wait and see !! ;DD

SEE YALL AUGUST TWENTYTHIRD.

[cloveroctobers]

SAFE & SOUND — ARMAN MORALES X READER X ANGEL REYES: [Spring Prompts]

A/N: it’s going to be tough getting through the cleaning lady this season but it’s always the work that lives on that continues to inspires us. Just from the premiere also sparked this little thing + I also assumed I’d stop writing for Angel once Mayans MC ended but after a name drop in TCL here I am lol! That angel was handsome too IJS. Bet you thought you could get rid of me huh!? Hope y’all enjoy my first spring prompt of the year!

PROMPT IS FROM HERE & I’m using:  “Spring is so boring there aren’t any good holidays.” “Have you forgotten Easter, St patty’s day, Mother’s Day, April fools-” “I get it, I get it!”

FIRST GIF WAS FOUND THROUGH PINTEREST SO IT BELONGS TO IT’s RIGHTFUL OWNER + THE SECOND BELONGS TO: @dailymayans !

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The Vegas heat was doing what it does best, roasting down on you despite residing in a mountain area. You’re used to it, being from this state and living here all these years; although it was the fresh start of April, the eighty degree heat demanded to be felt. You’re out on the balcony, leaning over it, one arm exposed to the sun while the other went to work fanning yourself with your silk handheld folding fan staring out into the view.

Your bathing suit is somewhat dry still clinging to you although you, Angel, and Mavy got out of the community pool (over a half hour ago) as soon as it started to get over crowded with your fellow neighbors. Your body was slouched over the balcony, mindlessly fanning yourself as you sank into your boredom.

Angel chuckled at you from behind, leaving the balcony door open just a crack behind him with a beer in one hand. He briefly touched your lower back in greeting before moving to dramatically copy your movements but instead with the back of his hand resting on his forehead. “What you doin’ out here querida?”

“Oh you know, just losing my mind. Nothing too serious.” You replied while Angel snorted at you.

He sips at his cold beer before saying, “I asked you if you wanted go cruising this weekend and maybe end up in the city for a night but you weren’t feeling it. So…I’m guessing you didn’t enjoy your time at the pool?”

“With my two favorite boys…of course I did.” You weren’t sarcastic this time, “it’s just that I’m imagining spring break to be a real drag.”

Angel furrows his brows, not even knowing when that was coming up but still said, “so what are you saying? You wanna live out your college dreams again, head down to Miami to get wild or something?”

It was your turn to laugh as you tug on his shorts waistband, “Why would I need to relive Miami when I got my hoochie daddy right here?”

“Ah, Fuck outta here,” Angel laughed as he playfully smacked your hand away from him while you winked.

Pressing your temple into your balled up hand you sighed after awhile, “what im getting at is: Spring is so boring there aren’t any good holidays.” 

Angel raised his brows at this, not entirely believing that you found the season to be boring since you just went out the way last weekend to go shopping for spring decor. He was glad he had to work that weekend because he just knew you would have him in those stores for hours like you commonly did, he just felt bad for maverick in the end though.

“…Have you forgotten Easter, St. patty’s day, Mother’s Day, April fools-” he ticks off with his fingers while you roll your eyes.

You interject, “I get it, I get it!”

It’s not like angel cared much about those holidays either…(he wasn’t the best at remembering dates) well maybe the last one he found the most interest in but now he was trying to do something different in life for Maverick and since he met you (who did care for holidays) after the big move here. That sweet baby boy changed the trajectory of the way angel looked at life now and he wanted his kid to experience nothing but greatness and if he could provide that he would. He also liked watching you interact with Maverick and you both seemed to have a good time on Easter, doing kids activities like: painting eggs, going Easter egg hunting, and even getting a picture with a weird looking Easter bunny that now sat on the mantle in the living room.

Angel was even going to church now when he felt up to it and knew his mother would probably be proud of the way he turned his life around. How life was so different from what it could have been. He could be the one in the ground with his family but Angel knew he was meant to be right here, no matter how painful it got to be here.

He reshaped his life and was glad to say that he did it.

“You know, there’s plenty of things we can get into now that Mav’s down for his nap. I can be your source of entertainment.” Angel hints, slipping an arm underneath your cover up and tugging you to him.

You smirk as you meet his dark eyes, fanning yourself with one hand while the other grips his tatted arm. “Is that right?”

“Uh huh,” Angel hums pressing into you as he bites his bottom lip before pecking yours.

It wouldn’t be the first time out here on this balcony but you wouldn’t make it a repeat since it was too hot for all that. And you didn’t need to hear angel’s complaints of his ass being scorched thanks to the material of the balcony! However with the way the both of you ended up, tongues battling, hands roaming and squeezing with Angel’s back against the balcony now, it was becoming difficult trying to get the words out.

His hand’s are full of kneading your backside and he lets you breathe while he’s attacking your neck now, just the way you like it underneath your ear, his facial hair tickling your skin as he does so. Your fan and his beer are both out of your grasps now as you’re scratching at his back, which is just enough indication for Angel to lift you by the waist and up against his hips. He buries his face back to your skin, loving the way you smell as you hold onto him.

Your eyes peek open, breathing still ragged as you hold on but soon your eyes focus out towards the fence that blocks the condo’s from the main highway, spotting a figure who has their attention solely on you. At first you expect it to be some sort of creep watching you be intimate with your boyfriend but a palm goes up into the air before they remove their sunglasses.

Your breathing stops and Angel instantly notices you go still against him. He pulls back to glance at you, “you alright?”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you slowly place your legs down and Angel steadies you, still keeping a hand across your hips before he follows your stare. Angel’s eyes are in slits now, craning his neck and he’s on defense mode now, “fuck are you doing here?!”

You slap Angel’s arm to ease him while the man slowly steps closer to the building and both of your eyesight’s.

He says your name in greeting, “…hey, can we talk?”

Angel’s against it once he spots your hesitance but once you move, he’s not far behind you. You’re waiting at the front door, eyes to the right as you await for the man to make his way up the steps. He jogs up the last few steps, quickly making his way over to you while holding his sunglasses.

You’re still holding your breath as you take in his appearance, and it’s still the same man that you had the chance to spend your childhood with. The both of you don’t say anything, just staring and tracing over each others features with your eyes and Angel doesn’t like the feeling that sinks to the bottom of his stomach.

“You’re Armando right? You don’t look like any of the pictures.” Angel breaks the silence from behind you, arms crossed.

Arman flicks his eyes to your boyfriend, he takes in Angel’s appearance for a second before turning back to you, “Please, call me Arman…and Pictures?”

You exhale, “oh…yeah just two. The one from Costa Rica and your personal favorite: The selfie you took with my digital camera, the one you stole to impress that girl in photography class who already had a boyfriend—

“Did she though? I don’t recall.” Arman smirks and you scoff with a roll of your eyes, “but yeah I think I remember that one. It was the week after we finished junior year, Back when you were working at the skeeball section and Alicja Bosko purposely threw the ball at your shoulder to show off to her jackass boyfriend.”

You nodded remembering that huge bruise you received later that night, “Steven Jefferson. He was actually one of the nicest on the basketball team, if not the only one.”

“That’s because he was in love with you.” It was Arman’s turn to roll his brown eyes while you shook your head.

“No he wasn’t,” you crinkled your nose, “he was too far up Alicja’s ass.”

Arman argued, “yeah well maybe he should have been in theater instead of his brother because he wasn’t fooling me.”

You shrugged your shoulders with a small smile at the little walk down memory lane but knew to agree to disagree. It’s not like it wasn’t possible since you and Steven shared a few classes together, worked on a project or two because you sat near or next to each other but it didn’t cross your mind then. And you also weren’t aware that Steven questioned Arman once, after school when you went home early if the two of you were some secret couple. That was just the clean version of what Steven really said, which landed Arman on a three day suspension and Steven missing out on the next two games.

“…but the picture? It had to be of you having Alicja by the throat in the background while I had the most mischievous smile on my face…I can’t believe I forgot how much of a little shit I was.” Arman chuckled to himself while you nodded at him in amusement before he turned back to Angel, “plus it would make sense that I look different as a teen to present day right? Being a grown successful man does that to you, huh?”

He playfully slapped Angel on his shoulder before he squeezed himself by, taking in your home.

‘Now who the fuck did this guy think he is?’ Was exactly what Angel was thinking.

You squeezed Angel’s wrist as he sent you a look before kicking the door shut behind you.

“Feels much better in here and I see you’re doing well for yourself too.” Arman stood in the middle of the home.

Although he resided in the same state as you but at a great distance, Arman was still aware of your professions of once being a PI but now worked for a cybersecurity company as an intelligence analyst. He was proud to see that you were still driven but ultimately knew that wouldn’t change.

Angel muttered, “I bet it does when you’re not dressed like fucken blade in Vegas.”

“What was that?” Arman’s got his hands on his hips, bringing his attention back to the tatted man.

“Angel’s just wondering what you would like to drink.” Smiling hard at your boyfriend, he sucked his teeth with a roll of his head and rushed by you two.

He went around the corner by the dining area to the left where the closed off kitchen was. Once he pulled the fridge open, he missed out on you and Arman reaching out for each other to give each other a squeeze but not long enough to the point it would bring tears.

Arman couldn’t take tears from you, never could.

“Angel’s also wondering what brings you here and why you felt the need to stalk his girlfriend from the bushes.” He inquired, appearing just as you’re motioning for Arman to have a seat on the couch.

Angel slides a Gatorade on the coffee table (this Arman character wasn’t getting any of Angel’s good beer. By the looks of Arman, Angel had a feeling he probably wouldn’t drink it anyway.) and plops down on the sitting chair on Arman’s left.

Arman awkwardly laughs, “right…didn’t mean to intrude on you two…” he sends a knowing smile at you while you shrugged with a flick of your hair, “and I know that probably looked insane so I do apologize for that. I just had to make sure I had the right place.”

You suggest, “Next time maybe a phone call would be better?”

“Can’t exactly trust that lately.” Arman admits which makes Angel sit up, sending you a glance before Angel is pressing his elbows into his knees while Arman continues, “Look…I’m not here to cause any trouble but I had to see you…just in case.”

Angel wasn’t sure what that means but he had a feeling and he didn’t like being out of the loop of what was going on. He left Santo Padre for a reason and he found something special with you…yet someone from your past just shows up out the blue—that you haven’t seen in who knows how long, with a nice cut on his lip, brow, and cheek! and who knows where else! Arman didn’t seem to be walking normally if you asked Angel and this guy was saying things like he was preparing for the worse! In conclusion: sounded like a red flag to Angel.

“Before you expand on that…there’s just a few things that I do need to get off my chest.” Angel interrupts the intense eye contact you were sharing with another man.

Arman blinks over at Angel, “okay…”

“How long has it been since you two last saw each other?”

Arman looks to you again and you round off, “it’s been years, maybe fifteen? but the postcards and little figurines made it seem like less.”

Angel wasn’t aware of any of that but it’s not like you kept your friendship with Arman much of a secret. There wasn’t anything to hide in the first place. You always spoke highly of him and Angel couldn’t really grasp the idea of a man and a woman being just friends if they weren’t family. Yes that was his projection but he’s never seen anything like this that wasn’t romantic.

He rubs at his face in thought while Arman smiles softly at you, lightly shoving your knee and in that moment Angel was thankful he did the honors of tying your coverup before you opened the front door. Sorry not sorry.

Angel just comes right out with it, “so…were you two ever a thing? Serious or just foolin’ around?”

Your eyes go wide and Arman laughs at this, which irritates Angel.

“No.” Arman clearly states, “We maybe soulmates but not in a romantic sense, which makes this friendship so much more easy to have, no matter how many years pass us by. I love your girlfriend but you don’t have to worry about me falling in love with her because that’s your job, right?” He stares hard at the bearded man, almost daring Angel to say the wrong thing.

Angel immediately nods his head, feeling the tension ease somewhat from his jaw although he can feel your heated stare on him also. You already told him what it was with Arman when he asked you about your love for him once before and didn’t particularly like that he was bringing it up again to Arman. However Angel wanted to make sure that this wasn’t one sided and he had no shame in that.

“Good!” Arman claps, “then we have nothing to worry about. As long as you’re good to her, then we won’t have an issue.”

“…we’re good to each other.” You tell, wanting Angel’s eyes to settle on you, which they do before he sits back with a crooked smile.

Satisfied.

You shake your head at him and turn back to Arman who’s watching the exchange. You place your hand on Arman’s which is now thrown along the top of the couch, “And I’m glad I have all of my boys back underneath one roof. Except one of them doesn’t work my nerves as much.”

Arman scowls as he looks at Angel, “I find that hard to believe.”

“Fuck does that mean?” Angel feels his lip curl while Arman holds his hands up in surrender with a smile as Angel says, “she’s not talking about me but you don’t have to assume shit with that smug smile on your face, man.”

‘Lookin’ like the damn monopoly man and shit.’ Angel thinks to himself but he was trying to keep things cordial.

Arman tilts his head at this, “…there’s another guy that loves to take up your time? Don’t tell me—

“Relax,” you soothe, “I didn’t biologically have Maverick but I love him like he’s my own.”

“And I can’t thank you enough.” Angel tells you with a glint in his eye, “you have any kids, Armando?”

Arman slowly shakes his head putting the pieces together silently after spying a picture above the fireplace before he thinks of his own situation, “no but I too know a kid that I’ll always protect.”

“Aw, look at you having the parenting bug.” You wiggle the man’s shoulder.

Arman sighs trying to fight back a smile, “I didn’t say that.”

“You didn’t have to. Your face did.”

“She’s right.” Angel agreed.

Arman attempts to whisper, “Don’t say that too much or her head will explode.”

You pinch the back of the skin on Arman’s hand who hisses before yanking his hand away. Angel laughs at you two, finding that this Arman guy might be alright in his book.

“I’ve missed you, you know? Even when you still do that pinching shit.” He shakes his hand about before rubbing it.

“I know and so have I, Armani-man.”

He chuckles, “haven’t heard that in awhile.”

“What?” You gasp as you mention, “Don’t tell me Nadia hasn’t hit you with annoying spins on your government?”

Yes you were also aware that Arman found his Mrs. Morales out there in the world. At first you felt a way about it since he simply sent over a picture and a brief letter to your mailbox during your late twenties and not an invitation to the wedding. Which he later explained in the attached letter that it was a spur of the moment ceremony out of the country. You only knew bits and pieces of what Nadia was like and what she looked like. However there seemed to be a shift in Arman at the mention of his wife.

As soon as you noticed it, it was gone, leaving the guarded man to exhale, “…only when she wants something.”

“You too, huh?” Angel cracks open the Gatorade before taking a sip, “ever get hit with a ‘hoochie daddy?’”

Arman blinks before oddly staring back and forth at you two, “A what?”

“Never mind my boyfriend,” you fan your hand, “you said you came here to visit me just in case of what exactly…”

Arman dips his head and clears his throat. When he starts cracking his fingers with one hand, you notice it’s still something he does when there’s a lot on his mind even with the both of you settling into your own adulthoods. That alone makes you scoot closer to him, balling your legs to the side of you as you rest your head back against his arm.

“I’m here. Always.”

This he knew.

He never imagined plopping back into your life like this, on the run and keeping it all away from the two women he’s in love with but it was a fact that you knew the start. And if that’s what he had to go back to, then so be it. Part of him felt like he should feel guilty bringing you back into this, while at the same time he knew the levels of your relationship and that you would always look out for him too.

The both of you grew up together and then separately because arman sought out for more that his father didn’t approve of and the connection between you two was just as strong then as it is now. It wasn’t conditional on your part, which is why the both of you still had a friendship. That was evident with the way you two moved around each other and Angel felt like he should be jealous.

Oh but he was! especially with the bits of affection he witnessed, that was something he didn’t want to get used to but maybe he was starting to understand? Angel would grasp it more if he saw how Arman was around this Nadia person and had a feeling he probably would the longer Arman stayed or came around. However both you and Arman knew it wouldn’t be a long span of time. It’s just not the way he operated.

He was always on the move.

“Do I need to give you two the room?” Angel places his hand on his chest, “I really don’t want to in fear that I’ll start smoking again but my heart, yeah I got that, is saying I prolly should.”

You peek up at Arman, the both of you sharing a laugh before Arman nudged his head and you’re patting the empty spot next to you. “Get over here.”

“I dunno…the way you two look at each other gives off more than just friends.” Angel cautiously makes his way over, while you toss your legs right over his lap, leaving him to caress your bare ankle.

Arman shakes his head as he meets Angel’s eyes, “you’ve never loved a best friend so much that you’ll do anything for?”

“Well yeah…” Angel starts with a lift of his shoulders, “but I never had stars in my eyes when I looked at coco’s crazy ass. And he wouldn’t be walking up in my house like he owns the place. I’ll tell you that much. Actually—he’d probably find a way in here without us knowing.”

You’ve heard stories about Coco—Johnny plenty times before and wished you would have had the chance to meet him. With the way Angel spoke of him and the one’s he once called his brothers, made it seem like you already have.

You snort, “might as well have stars with how much you speak on him and Ezekiel.”

Angel blows out a breath at how much he missed those guys through it all, “I guess I get it too. But i do have to say, if this turns out to be more harm than good to us…you may see a side of me you don’t like and that can get ugly.”

That was aimed more at Arman than you, you were sure but as good as you knew the man to your left, he didn’t take threats lightly yet he could respect it since you chose Angel.

“Well at least you’re honest about your lack of looks…but we can both agree every side is my good side.” Arman jokes as he pinches his chin, caressing his facial hair with a grin.

Angel huffs, “get a load of this fucken guy! First you waltz in here and now this? You’re something else, man. But I guess…you’re alright for now.”

Arman leans over you as Angel goes to give him a fist while Arman was ready to give his hand a shake. Angel stares at Arman’s hand, not budging before Arman huffs and decides to bump fists instead with a shake of his head in disbelief.

“Yay, my bestie and my boyfriend getting along!”You grip Arman’s shoulder to place a kiss on his cheek before flopping your body against Angel who squeezes your shoulder, kissing the corner of your eye as you say “Love to see it…maybe spring break won’t be so bad after all.”

Arman and Angel both share a knowing glance, being aware that this probably wouldn’t be some simple visit of a friend coming to town—although you were no stranger to Arman’s lifestyle—but for both of their sakes they’ll relish in your happiness.

That’s mainly what both men wanted for you.

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Continue along with my spring anthology prompts here.

[thistlecatfics]

Do you have any early fandom blackcest fics? I feel like they’re all lost in the LJ wasteland :(

You know when you want to do something really well that you put it off until you have time? And then you keep putting it off until you're like ahhh this is way too late? Sorry anon you asked such a good question <3 <3

Sirius/Regulus

Five Fragments of an Obsidian Heart by bitterfic on LJ (2006)

There was never a first time with Sirius.  We had been in love for years before we ventured far enough away from the comfort of each other to learn that it was wrong.  That boys were not supposed to love boys, that brothers were not supposed to love brothers. 

This dark Regulus-centric story has my heart. Bitterfic was my favorite author, and all of her stuff is excellent (and still on LJ!)

With No Spine Intact by xylodemon originally on LJ, now on Ao3 (2008) (3.5k)

You can't always get what you want, even when you're Sirius Black.

Sirius/Regulus, Sirius/James, Sirius/Remus!! I love these three pairings together with maximal angst and minimal healthy communication.

7 Loves/7 Lives (i called you brother 7 times) by xylodemon originally on LJ, now on Ao3 (2006)

This is a thing that never should have started.

Absolutely iconic Regulus/Sirius which shaped my understanding of these characters so thoroughly.

Sense Memory by acidpop25 on LJ (2007)

This is the moment where the love story goes wrong, transcends star-crossed and becomes something different, becomes galaxy-crossed, universe-crossed; this is where the loving gets all tangled up.

PG rated Sirius/Regulus

Bellatrix/Sirius

i cannot run from my family (they're hiding inside of me) by mind-conundrum on LJ via wayback machine (2012)

Bellatrix would say he ruined her, but that would be giving him far too much credit.

Gorgeous short Bellatrix/Sirius.

Perfection and the Lines We Cross by formerlydf on LJ (2006)

Bella commits incest like it's a hobby, and she prefers having the beautiful to being beautiful.

Such a good Bellatrix! and includes SO many iconic lines.

Le Morte by Alyx Bradford on LJ (2005)

Bellatrix, the oldest daughter, was sixteen when her father and uncle informed her that she would wed her cousin Sirius.

Arthurian legend Sirius/Bellatrix

Narcissa/Bellatrix

A Sister's Mercy by kethlenda on IJ (2007)

What she does not expect is what she knows she should have expected: sunken cheeks; matted, tangled hair; bloodshot eyes in deep-shadowed circles. For a moment she thinks that Bella has lost her beauty. But then she smiles. Smiles, and speaks. “Cissy.” A sibilant whisper that is both name and title.

D/s Narcissa/Bellatrix with Domme Narcissa

Dear Narcissa by bitterfig on LJ (2008)

The tangled skein of love and hate among the sisters Black.

Narcissa tells Andromeda about Bellatrix at her funeral.

100 word Blackcest drabbles & more of them here by bitterfig

[jaylaxies]

I cant get Mask Heeseung out of my mind,

imagine reader going down on him while he plays video games cuz he wasn’t pay attention to her (ij her words lol)

And when she knew he was gonna come she looks up at him and sees him wearing a mask (could be ghost simon riley mask or the scream one idk which ever u find more attractive)

and ofc reader is shocked but shes really into it so they fuck while he has the mask on and from that day on she developed a little kink for masked men specifically masked Heeseung 🤭

you love how heeseung turns into a feral guy who can’t help but give in to his deepest darkest fantasies and act on it to fuck you like you mean nothing to him. it’s as if he turns into a new person altogether when he’s masked as ghostface, his groans turning even more attractive being muffled in the mask and his actions are more exaggerated, thrusting i’m so hard from behind you that he’s got your whole body shaking and bending forward with each thrust, but his strong hands keep you in your place as he fucks you all night.

[jemgirl86]

You know that scene in Scandal when the bodyguard/B613 guy tells Olivia that she’s Helen of Troy?

Anywho, so the IWTV fic I just finished made me instantly think of that. Because of course Lestat is Lestat-ing all over the place about Louis, but Daniel and Armand are essentially infatuated too, but it’s an AU and Claudia lives so it isn’t traumatizing lol.

Anywho, I’m looking for that in a SamBucky and/or SamSteve fic, so one of y’all should really get crackin’ lol. Ijs… it is my strongly held belief headcanon that everyone who meets Sam falls a little in love with him, but also kind of believes that he’s kind of unattainable (due to their own various and personal hang ups and what they presume his hang ups to be), so I really can see him being the face/body/mind/etc etc that launched a 1000 ships. Also, and not for nothing, but that’s kind of what I was going for in Stolen Moments, not the HoT quote, because I wasn’t even thinking about Scandal at the time (I was thinking about The Wire, The Sopranos, and CBS soaps tbh lol), but like just that Sam has the power to (unintentionally) make the people around him go a little crazy.

[blazinghotfoggynights]

I hope the 9-1-1 TPTB bring the drama.

There. I said it. I want to see angst, struggling, emotional turmoil, crying, maybe a few holes punched in the wall, again, screaming, arguing. Everything.

They have been freed from the conservative prison that is the you know what network. Why not go big or go home?

Now, some people will say read this and say I'm messy.

Okay. If you think that bothers me, good for you. (It doesn't. IRL, I am the most drama-free, non-confrontational person ever, but I like my entertainment to be a runaway rollercoaster. Don't keep it mentally stable and happy. So boring.)

I've been pretty open about wanting Buddie endgame. But we don't have to take the romantic, sweet, easy route. We can go offroad, turn on the 4x4, and hit the bumps full speed.

So, if Minear and crew (or Oliver and Ryan *waves*) see this, let me throw some messy ideas your way. You want mayhem and chaos? Let's look for some!

Everything below can be supported by canon up to ep 7x5.

1- Have Eddie question why his romantic interactions with women are always forced, initiated or encouraged by someone else, and unfulfilling. Shannon pursued him. Ana was there and familiar. Marisol was there and familiar. Eddie never pursues women due to good old basic attraction. He falls into relationships with those who send him signals they like him and are kind of shameless and thirsty.

We have NEVER seen Eddie actually genuinely excited to go on a date or spend time with a woman. There was always some ulterior reason. He was trying to give Christopher the stable home he thought his son deserved, or Bobby gave some cryptic advice, or Buck said Natalia is the only person who sees him. Ahem.

But Eddie was was all smiles to go hang out with Tommy. The man was bouncing. Bouncing! And every time he has hung out with Buck, he's relaxed and happy. Ijs.

2- I want to remind you that you created the character of Tommy Kinard, so his canonical history is not fandom's ideas. *points to show writers* They did it!

Tommy is canonically a racist, misogynist dbag. (See Hen Begins.) Sure, you can say he did it to fit in, but that also makes him a hypocrite now. He was always the first to follow in the former captain's footsteps when harassing Hen. Tommy wasn't a kid. He knew what he was doing was totally wrong and chose to be racist, misogynist, and possibly homophobic. I mean, I see that you have Hen and Chim forgiving him, which is fodder for a whole different post on retconning, backtracking, the forgiveness from minorities trope etc, but I digress.

I have always lived by the rule that when people show me who they are, I believe them. If you wanted to refer back to past Tommy Kinard, you could make him a total dbag.

It was obvious in 7x3 Tommy was not into Buck. At all. He didn't acknowledge Buck at all until Buck grabbed him. He barely spared Buck a glance when Buck grabbed his arm, pushing Buck's hand away, then looking back toward the direction Eddie exit the scene. That man was blinded by Eddie, who, see number 1, didn't give him the time of day. You could build on that and bring massive amounts of drama and pain.

3- If you really want to blow minds, have fandom go into a collective meltdown, be edgy, and create a storyline that would open the doors to all the main characters being involved, new bonds being cemented between characters who rarely interact, and serious emotional wreckage... just hear me out..

Give us an infidelity arc.

There are multiple options for this one. Some are pretty straightforward and relatively tame, such as Eddie and Buck realizing they are completely in love with each other and kissing, and some are just this side of being banished to Skinimax and HBHo, such as uncovering hidden facts that are scandalous, lying, and intentionally misleading others for your own purposes.

Those ideas could lead to enough material for seasons 8, 9, AND 10 if done properly. 😂 Certain watchdog groups and politicians will condemn you, but smart people don't like them anyway.

Fandom, what say you?

If you have an idea not up there, don't be shy about posting it in a response.

P.S.- I will not apologize for loving messiness. If others didn't enjoy watching messy situations, reality TV would not exist. So, I am not alone.

[luv-indigo]

ttell meee EVEVERRYTHING!!! ABPUT CHEY AND TAMMY!!! wwhat tropes are they .. slowburn??? she fell first she fell harder?? idiots ij love?????? TELL MEEEEEEEE

so glad someone asked fr </333

okay so!! to start, cheyomi is more of serious person as i mentioned previously. while nadine (my other mc) is a stickler for rules when she’s a kid, chey is even more. while nadine’s insistence of following rules stems more from the fear of getting in trouble, chey just figures rules were decided for a reason so why intentionally break them?

(yap fest ahead :3 )

even as a kid, cheyomi is very responsible, level headed, and more of a no nonsense kind of gal. she tends to prefer quieter environments and her own company. when she first meets tamarack, she’s initially surprised by how loud she is. normally, chey doesn’t make friends with loud, boisterous people but she finds herself not minding it all when it comes to both tama and qiu. she likes qiu because they’re smart and confident like her. she likes tama because although she may be loud, she’s also energetic and fun. she’s also never met anyone who was as eager to be her friend like tamarack. chey develops a crush on tamarack pretty quickly yet she doesn’t quite recognize those feelings until step 2.

i wouldn’t describe their relationship as slowburn however. or at least not as slow burn as i’m planning for qiu and nadine though. they don’t start dating until somewhere between step 2 and 3. both are equally in love with each other by that point and everyone knows it. they can see it. but tamarack kind of convinces herself chey doesn’t return her feelings (SHE DOES PLEASE SHE DOES!!). and chey who is normally straightforward, is nervous to pursue a more romantic relationship.

as i mentioned, chey is a more serious person yet her demeanor softens so much around tamarack it’s crazy.

step 1 chey: wouldn’t sift through dirt to find cool rocks bc she’ll get her hands dirty

step 1 tamarack: “hey let’s look for cool rocks!!!”

step 1 chey: “ok! :)”

as she grows up, chey continues being very goal oriented and reserved yet being around tamarack helps bring her out of her shell more. she loosens up and has a rare mischievous/teasing side only a few get to see.

as for tropes, i would say chey fell both first and harder. this is not to say tamarack loves chey less it’s just that cheyomi is absolutely whipped for tama. it’s even more obvious given the change in demeanor from her normal, calm behavior.

this is chey btw:

she’d make a fool of herself doing anything to make tama happy (not that tama would ever ask her to but yknow offers on the table)

does it count as idiots in love if chey is more of the idiot? so in love it makes her look stupid!!

im going count it bc tama was being oblivious to chey’s feelings at first. that counts as idiots in love. definitely highschool sweethearts as well.

i mentioned in one post earlier that chey absolutely loves birds. she birdwatches and takes pictures of them. she has thought about what kind of bird tamarack would be. she has also drawn said bird in multiple of her school journals.

chey also joins band (or was it orchestra?). she plays the saxophone. (i was never in any music classes in high school so ignore this if saxophones aren’t used)

but regardless, chey learns to play the saxophone (and maybe guitar?? haven’t decided) and even makes a few of her own pieces. she may or may not have written a few song lyrics with tama in mind…..

this is all i have for now since it’s already 2 am where i am </333 i’ll have more thoughts about them later but yeah!! :3

[hyunsvngs]

HAAYY!!! Sometimes I wake up and the first think in my mind is: Chan, Jisung and Minho would love to fuck first thing in the morning and make you piss yourself!! Warm bed and warm piss 🙃🙃

And the second thot generally is: I need more Juno’s piss content. Because in my head you’re, with the most respect and reverence, THE skz piss writer. 😌

Love your content 🧡

OKAYYYY I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS. i so think mimo is very very piss kink coded and jisung is too because he's a freak and ij ust think chan would have one too bc i'm projecting and he's sexy.

THAT BEING SAID/.... .thank you som uch. i really do feel like THE piss kink writer everytime my ego takes a blow from something i just think ok well it's fine because i am THE skz piss writer yk. i just AM! THAT'S WHO I AM!!

i have a lot of piss kink stuff in the works for u annddd also some more stuff which is whyyy i haven't been that active on here with asks etc. i've been working behind da scenes on longer things <3 luv u all

[whateverisbeautiful]

Hi ! First thing i love your reflections about richonne and the way you detail everything.

That's why i want to ask you this : In your opinion, when did Rick / Michonne fell deeply in love with each other ? I think maybe in between season 3 - 4 for Michonne and for Rick during Carl's eye recovery. Of course we know they got a strong connection since the begining.

Thanks !!!

Hi! Thank you so much. 😊 I LOVE this question cuz I think about when exactly they fell in love often and I always enjoy hearing others takes on when they believe those moments were. (And since it's such a good question I of course had to give an extended response with supporting evidence😅)

Imo, Rick & Michonne both fall deeply in love with each other by the end of Season 4.

Like their attraction and feelings were stirring from S3 forward, but at the end of S4, I think that feeling of “I’m in love with this person" starts becoming even more evident.

For Rick, I say it's that precious moment on the train tracks with Michonne and Carl when his heart knows deep down that he doesn't just like and need her but he deeply loves and has fallen for her.

And Michonne is not far behind as I think she has that same deep-down feeling in the next episode, when she listens to Rick outside the car while Carl sleeps in her lap and the “Cuz I’m Okay Too” scene. I feel like this is when her heart becomes more aware that she deeply loves him and has fallen for him. Their minds just needed time to catch up & allow them to act on what their hearts felt in S4.

To me, it’s all so clear in their looks during these scenes. Because the way she looks at him in that 4x16 scene and how he looks at her on those tracks in 4x15 feels very reminiscent of how they look at each other on that couch in 6x10 when they both know full well they’re in love.

I really feel like the only few reasons it takes R&M so long to act on those S4 feelings is because one; the world kept screaming at them throughout S5/6A and they had to focus so much on just bare-bones survival and recovering from PTSD, two; Michonne needed that convo with Carl and Judith in 6x10 to feel comfortable letting her heart take the wheel and take that next step with Rick. And Rick just needed that confirmation that the feeling was mutual because I think he really respected and valued her role in his and his family’s life and didn’t want to potentially jeopardize that by professing his feelings for her unless he knew it was something she wanted too. (and three; as fione as Rick is, I low-key feel like Rick initially didn’t think he could pull a baddie like Michonne and in his troubled S5B/6A state he thought he’d have to settle elsewhere. ijs. 💁🏽‍♀️😋) 

But fortunately, Rick and Michonne both realized how perfect they were for each other and acted on it once they finally had time to heal and breathe a little. 

S4 Richonne will always be so special to me and it’s especially because I think it’s the season they fall deeply for each other and slowly but surely become aware of it. Rick and Michonne both really value family and in 4B they saw each other be the exact type of family the other needed. But not just needed, they saw each other be someone they genuinely love and desire.

I’d been thinking about doing mini breakdowns of my perspective on all the different eras of Richonne because I feel each season, from S3 to S9, brings about a new layer & era to their relationship and this question has me even more motivated to try and explore that because every era is just so good. So thank you, anon!