#A little bit unhinged on the blog today

[imminent-danger-came]

About the random chest that flashes over MK in the memory scroll:

I‘m pretty sure it‘s Azure. You can see the tips of his two… loose ponytails? (The hair that frames his face anyway) hanging down from his shoulders. Later, in his emperor form, we can also see he has the defined musculature.

And since Wukong was reliving all of his regrets in the scroll, the biggest ones flashing on the screen in that scene, one after another, it would make sense for Azure to appear.

Both because Wukong betrayed the brotherhood and lost his friends, and also because- well, Azure was the main antagonist of the season. It would make sense for him to be of importance for Wukong in this scenario especially.

I can‘t believe you failed to identify one of your favorite characters by chest alone. Smh. Fake fan, I think I have to unfollow 😔

(/j)

So. I had typed out this whole answer pointing out how absolutely shredded the silhouette was compared to every character in the show, and then I had this really good point, like (quoting my og post):

"And it's not that you're wrong, it would make complete sense for Azure to appear as part of the memory flashes—but then why not show his face? Why not make it obvious that it's Azure? Why be this weird about it, and have it framed so that when it fades it reveals MK? You gotta think why the writers and storyboarders would make those kinda decisions."

But then. But then I realized anon.

There's a line. Like Azure's fur color line

BUT HERE'S THE OTHER THING ANON. AZURE'S PAST OUTFIT (Presumably what he would have been wearing when this memory took place) IS ALSO DIFFERENT:

So I legitimately don't know. At the end of my og post, I had written a pretty funny joke: "Anon don't challenge my ability to identify my lego characters by chest alone ever again", but you were right to. I have no clue who this silhouette's identity is. I can't identify them off of pecs alone. Is it Azure? Maybe! Is it MK? Maybe! (Like, the fact that we get the pecs flash, and then later MK is revealed to have a war form that he has had NO prior training in makes me question some things. Like most of his abilities MK's learned to use, he just does it, and it's all weird.) Like:

BUT I DON'T KNOW.

[acircusfullofdemons]

rip 2 my irl friends who gotta deal with me infodumping to them abt my paracosms now lol

[agentisclickbait]

uhh i didn't post this on my ask blog by accident what r u talking abt

scream of terror time

excluding zooble bc i haven't thought of a design yet...their name is freakshow in this au

personalities/backstories below !!

DOLOR (aka gangle): gangle but a little bit more jaded (anya from mouthwashing core). she carries a chainsaw as a weapon (duh) and is usually very reluctant to do so,,,the more compassionate and sympathetic of the group, and (even though everyone wants everyone dead) believes there's good in them all. lives in the abandoned carnival on the map. also she's hispanic (specifically dominican) i don't make the rules

DOLL-FACE (aka ragatha): unlike her canon counterpart, she is not caring (mostly). most of the other players have taken advantage of her kindness, n the gal has completely snapped. welding an axe, she's not afraid to swing it. lives in a cottage/shack on the outskirts of the map. she only really tolerates vile (pomni x ragatha propaganda)

JACK RABBIT (aka jax): after an unfortunate experience with another long-gone player, he's a tad unhinged. off his rocker, jack rabbit is a pest of the person to be around. he probably has some sort of good in him, but its buried deep down. steals and scavenges. doesn't exactly live anywhere on the map.

VILE (aka pomni): the newest victim of this mod- but unlike her canon counterpart, she's much more chaotic. being so short compared to the others gives her an advantage, not to mention, makes her much more gremlin like. she snuck into doll-face's home one day and has stuck around ever since, acting as pest (and intruder) control. uses a bat to attack (no duh).

THE MONARCH (aka kinger): kinger in the dark, basically (,,,the map in constantly in a state of dusk or even night so,,,). essentially, a weeping angel + graveyard statue. he can move, but in a very limited way (as he's stone). stone cold on the outside, tender and caring on the inside. he lives at the local graveyard, where other dead players lie, their souls forever haunting the land and Monarch. as a statue, hes oversees Queen's grave, occasionally haunted by her spirit, who tries to comfort his grieving soul. a lot of angst potential there

uhhh that's all 4 today,,,,mabye i'll make zooble one day

[bloopitynoot]

Reading SVSSS: Bonus- Chapter 32

For those who don't know, I am reading SVSSS for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag bloopitynoot reads SVSSS. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read.

Yes it is 8 am and yes I am eating chicken gnocchi soup for breakfast. I stand that soup is and always will be a breakfast food.

No hot drinks today! This wedding required a feast :'3

I can't believe this is it! The series finale if you will.

I have been waiting 32 chapters for this moment. at last!!!

This man (SQQ) has been sleeping with this other man for what- months(?) years(?) at this point and he is STILL over here totally bewildered at the fact that LBH does not want to marry a woman. p355

This is kind of sweet though. I'm so glad Cang Qiong Mountain sect has embraced these two absolute weirdos. I love that they can visit now! It warms my romantic heart that they can travel for a while and then come "home" for a time. p355

omg these two are so embarrassing. The way in which LBH is asking him to marry him is so awkward. p359

oh no, now I feel like an asshole because LBH was SO NERVOUS the days leading up to him asking. (granted totally fair with how SQQ acts towards him/about their relationship- I too would not know if he wanted to actually marry me or not in this situation). I just want to pinch LBH's cheeks though, why is he so cute. p360

aaaaaah- this is so cute. SQQ being actually happy about him asking instead of trying to gaslight himself and side step his feelings or "reluctantly" agreeing to marry LBH pp360-361

my heaaaaaaaart LBH's confession pp362-363

The fact that LBH had wedding outfits ready. I need to know two things; 1. where/how did he get them and 2. how long has he had them and had this planned. p363

I truly don't know if MXTX has written a tender sex scene. Why does it always have to be a little traumatic? Granted I have only read SVSSS and MDZS BUT both of these series have either uncomfortable (SVSSS) or just have freak4freak energy (MDZS-but I will take this over crying and bleeding) there's never something soft and lubed. I hope that TGCH has something (no spoilers pls) but my bar is so low. (okay but wangxian was fine for the most part- they just were also dry and mutually unhinged). pp366-367

NO LOL the wife-ing of SQQ. p370

Okay okay- the ending was so sweet. The little shy embarrassed SQQ calling Binghe husband and him pretending not to hear. My headcanon is that eventually over time SQQ feels less and less embarrassed, works through his internalized homophobia, and learns to say what he actually feels more often. Even without my hopes and dreams, I still think this ending was such good character growth for SQQ.

Holy shit we did it!

Thank you to everyone who joined me on this reading journey. It has been so fun getting to read the books along with you and talk about the experience.

I am a little bit sad that it is over :'3

I do however, now have a pile of fanfic to start working through and am so stoked to continue this journey via fan works. Thank you, thank you to everyone who sent me fics to read!!

In terms of what is next- I will likely spend some time reading SVSSS fanfic- if I get to a point where like Wangxian, I have hundreds of fics in my collection, I may start recing Bingqiu!

BUT in terms of danmei, I am hoping to read TGCF next and round out my MXTX collection (likely end of December start)!

This has been such an amazing experience that I will continue to live blog future danmei series :)

Thank you thank you again!

[bobo-boo]

PATRICK VERONA x READER

patrick shadowed behind you. you didn't even notice until you caught the scans of annoyance from your peers, waiting for the havoc to begin. the temperament you built up and held back within you came crashing down; you twisted instantaneously, resulting in the other pupils to quake in apprehension. elevating over you was patrick verona - the patrick verona - ever since you caught sight of him, your head was full of hatred. Isolated by him, violated.

yet, your mind digressed on how his lips curled every time he saw his impact on you, how he held the most alluring stares, how his looped curls drooped to his vast shoulders... and that stupid, smug look that he's presenting right now.

It recalled to you; patrick verona was an arrogant fucker. your body malfunctioned before you unleashed your ape of fury. "patrick, today is not the day, seriously." both of you usually shared mockery, however, the wrath that was bottled inside was inside for a reason this time. as expected, patrick used this to his advantage, "oh!" he hitched up both hands haltingly, "someone's in a bad mood!" then shifting his face to that look again. "shocker." It wouldn't've been possible for him to sound any more sardonic. 

you stare out of disbelief. he is so maddening, it drives you up the wall and leaves you there, completely unhinged. though patrick was leaning on the dilapidated, poorly painted wall, all you could contemplate about were his henna eyes pinning you down. predator, prey... well, most of the time. you were either screaming down the building due to the man before you, or he was taunting your every move. "well? no words of wisdom today doll?" his arm fell to his side, replacing the pillow-wall with his locks, depleting the visible muscle he knotted and a face that looked like he'd won the lottery.

a sough emerged from you, glaring towards the marble flooring, then to meet his glare back. once you were face to face again, your eyes grew full of aversion and consciousness.

"doll? really? don't ever call me that again. you're filthy." that wasn't the end of it. all those emotions and feelings that you've kept a mystification with just yourself, were about to erupt. "listen, you're not getting to me, you know that? and you're also not getting with me!" "oh, really?" "yeah." you seemed proud, like you wanted the validation. you wanted him to congratulate you for not wanting him "sure seems like it" of course, he had to fuel the fire.

"well, you're definitely not getting with me after that stunt patrick." "okay, but I'm getting to you, right?" a chortle sprung out from him. this was enthralling for him. fucking sadist. you couldn't help yet smear yourself with vexation; you orbit away from the burden. only a few marches until, unceremoniously, you're schlepped by a formidable grip. his fingers delicately, yet firmly, dug into your arm, refusing to unchain you. there was little too time to caterwaul, up until you had ascertained that it was just you and patrick. alone - in a desolate classroom. 

before another thought sprung into your mind, patrick, within the speed of light, picked you up by your waist. his hands reached underneath your loose shirt as if you needed more support in staying up, whilst each of his fingers gripped your skin desperately. he slammed you against the wall, with one sizeable hand housing the back of your head. "you say you 'hate' me, yet..." the veins in his hands and arms fluctuated as he lowered himself to your crotch hesitantly. he kept still, maintaining the eye contact, whilst your eyes darted in between him and his hand. "yet, you would've stopped me by now. right, doll?"

hi, i'm bobo! i started writing this alllll the way back in july and finished it off with a little paragraph oops. this is also my firsttt blog on here hehe. hope u like it! its a bit of a slow one, with not much action, just a lot of tension!!! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ

ps. lmk if u want more of this or any other chars! also fb is appreciated

layout inspo from princessbrunette

[xerith-42]

Hey guyyyys!! I'm baaack with a fresh batch of Laurance angst brought to you by "I really like this random design detail and will try my damnedest to make it make sense." The design detail in question is heterochromia!

Today's programming involves discussion of torture and probably some body horror

So, I'm a big believer in heterochromatic Laurance. It's just real to me. Because honestly both of his very distinct looks are serving cunt in very distinct Laurance Zvahl ways. I have a preference for his original appearance because I have a few bones to pick with Jessica's design decisions, but the pale blue and even blind eyes fit Laurance really well.

In a separate iteration of Laurance I made him lose one of his eyes before the rebirth process, so his heterochromia was unrelated to the whole pseudo-zombie thing. But in MCD... Well... Everything comes back to Shadow Knights.

Little Larry has beautiful emerald green eyes that then get utterly destroyed by the cruelness of the hell he willingly threw himself into to save those he loves. And uhhh, Laurance in canon says he was tortured down there. So let's get into that, shall we? Now, a thing about torture methods is that there's a lot of them, they're really easy to come up with if you have even a slightly sadistic mindset, and they are often focused. Most people who frequently engage in torture chose one field of the body to focus on.

Now let's look at Gene. Obviously for his magical and psychological torture, his focus is on the mind. But what about his physical methods? Obviously Gene gets his kicks out of people in pain, yet I think his real focus is when it gets personal. When someone isn't just in pain, but they are crying, shaking, writhing in agony while staring up at him cursing his bloodline. The eyes are the window into the mind and they say so much that the mouth can't when words fail or are restricted.

Gene focuses on eyes. He remembers them. They haunt him. When he's learning how to break people, he learns how to use their very sense of sight against them. It's already what he knows how to do with his magic and extreme gaslighting tactics. If he has a focus, if he has a piece of information he needs, and he has a target, then he'll focus on the eyes. If he, for example, thinks that Laurance has more information on either realm barriers or Aphmau, who is quickly becoming a point of interest for the Shadow King, then he'll have a reason.

But he can't possibly permanently ruin both of Laurance's eyes. He still needs another for at least semi-proper comprehension of how fucked he is. Gene doesn't need more than one eye. And I like to characterize Gene as a bit of a mad scientist, testing out his magic and Shadow Knight powers in extreme and unhinged ways.

Who knows what he did to Laurance's eye, what happened when he destroyed it and regenerative powers brought it back over and over. What effects traversing between realms had on whatever the fuck Gene did to make it so bad it didn't even resemble his original eye color.

Irene's blessing is able to mitigate the damage on his other eye, the one that was only blinded by realm travel, and bring it almost back to its original state. A pale sage color that has partial but still restricted vision. Laurance is grateful for what little eyesight he has. His other eye, the one Gene targeted... It doesn't come back. After the realm barrier blinded it, there was no undoing the damage anymore. It remains a cloudy pale blue, scars running across the skin around it and through his retinas.

I want to make it clear that Laurance isn't ashamed of this. He doesn't try to hide his eye, but he is cagey to answer questions about it. Most people are smart enough not to question, and he'll open up to the people he cares about (ie Garroth and Aphmau) when he's ready. I have a whole arc related to his blindness that's a whole side blog post I'm working on, but Laurance doesn't forsake the sight he has and he also doesn't lament what he's lost.

"Cad[endza] and Aphmau keep saying they want to bring my sight back. [I] know they mean well but... I can't tell them what happened. I don't think either one of them could take it. Garroth might be able to, but I don't think either of us trust each other enough for that conversation yet. I don't need my eyesight back, and I don't need anyone to fix my left eye. If they knew what that monster did, they would be grateful I have an eye to be blinded.

He doesn't encourage anyone to try and bring it back, and he might even get upset if they're too insistent about it. He's not exactly eager for another magic user to get their hands too close to an already severely damaged eye. He might not say it out loud to someone, but... [blinks my gay little eyes] There's a page in his journal that reads--

Text ID:

[leahnardo-da-veggie]

A Tragedy of Love, Death and Maggots, 17-B

Parts 1-15, G-Route, 16-B

Mrin, however, was unimpressed. She stood her ground, sabre in hand. The great beast of Not-Athena stood before her, filling up half the hallway. 

A grotesque smile stretched across her lips. “My, my. Two measly mortals. Beckoning me, are you?” Her voice came from all around us, layered repetitions of our Athena's voice circling like vultures. There was a smirk in it, a tilting of the hat at my hidden presence. That frightened me more than anything else. “Something you need, dearies? Perhaps you'd like to join your little friend in feeding me?” The sugary glee in her voice made my bile rise.

“Give me back my kids,” Mrin snarled, pointing the tip of her blade at Not-Athena's torso. She seemed so small there. I wanted to reach out, to scream and tell her to run, but my legs were ground to a halt.

No, there would be no saving done by Doc today. It was all just too much, the weight of all the suffering I'd carried. How could I care when caring brought me nothing but suffering? Love was good and all, but it had only hurt me. Better that it had happened this way, a tiny voice whispered to me. She was a liar anyways, wasn't she? She would never have trusted you. Nevermind that we were partners.

“I'm sorry, Mrin,” I whispered. “You fool.” If she'd told me, if she'd reached out, if she had opened up, we might have found a way together. We might have run away and stayed safe, instead of this foolish sacrifice. 

No, that voice whispered. It was always your fault. Fool boy. You thought you could defeat me a divine being? You're nothing. That's all you will ever be.

Coward.

Blaming the witch for your own apathy? It was your fault all along. You could have changed this with just a little effort. You could have reached out to the girl, stopped bickering with the boy, actually bothered opening up to the one you call your love. And now, you're going to pay the price.

Not-Athena unhinged her jaw, releasing a cascade of grey-white larvae upon my partner. I watched, frozen by horror, as they fell upon her. I watched Mrin slash and hack her way through the horde, somehow parting the sea of vermin. I watched and I hoped and I prayed as she grew closer and closer to the heart of Not-Athena, the One that Lurks Beneath Rotting Flesh.

Oh, gods, how I hoped. How I prayed that Mrin’s faith would be enough, that the power invested in her would bring us all a happy ending. But hope and love and happy endings were for men better than I, and belonged to a world kinder than mine. 

By some miracle of magic, neither of them noticed me. I wept and screamed silently as Not-Athena overwhelmed my final ally. It was not a swift process. First, the maggots piled up on her, ripping through clothes and exposing her skin. She did not slow then, not even as they bit into her, gnawing open little patches of exposed flesh that reminded me of Brett's demise. Perhaps that was what it was, a repeat of her death, an encore for a callous audience, a final lap of sacrifice to end the monster those cultists had brought about.

Up until the very end, she refused to slow, the sliver of her steel blade flashing and glinting in a relentless attack. Gods, she was a hero, brave and brilliant and bold. I wish I had told her that. I wish I had had more time to love her. I wish… I wish I wasn't such a failure.

But you are. And that's all you ever be.

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[parkissat]

Okay so I just wanna interact a bit more in this fandom because I've been lurking (for the most part) basically since June, but I love this whole unhinged fandom here XD Anyway hi I'm Parker and you might have seen my art on my other blog, but this is my main blog that I haven't used in ages

First I just wanted to say I appreciate everyone's posts cause they've brought me a lot of joy during shitty times especially in the last couple of months

Second, very random but I met one of my new bosses today and realized he kinda looks like Häärijä and I was dying XD

And third I wanted to leave this little doodle I made at work one day as an offering, so the post isn't so blah haha (I also shared this on the Kä discord back then)

[qapsiel]

Positivity anon here! Could I ask you to shout out to your five fave blogs? Just to make someone smile today and let them know you love their blog! Maybe even say a little about why!

I'm more than happy to spread positivity and love, and I'll totally ignore the audacity to only give me 5 blogs and just do more hehe

I'm gonna start with @ruinedmyself because Kas was one of the first people to talk to me when I ventured into the spn fandom, and they've done nothing but make me feel incredibly welcomed <3 I love our silly little chats and also the pain we inflict on each other regularly. We really do share one (1) braincell, and I wouldn't want it any other way. You've got such a fantastic grip on Sam, on his badass-ery but also his softer and goofier side, and I scream excitedly whenever I see I got a reply from you!

No Sam without Dean, obviously, so I gotta yell about @bloodsalted a bit. Dixon is an extremely friendly person, and I'm still glad I managed to sweet-talk force you into joining me in hell. Or heaven, I suppose, is the better word, because our interactions are truly GREAT. Whether it's sexy times or angsty shit, every reply is magnificent and makes me giggle. You write Dean in all facets that make his character so lovable: his fears and passions and his silly times and also his anger. I love him to pieces!

Who doesn't love the king of hell? Cas, probably, but I adore every interaction with @murderdeals because it enables me to use all the pissed-off Cas icons. When you write Crowley, I can hear Mark yell into my ear. And honestly, I would have never guessed that Cas and Cain could become such good buddies, and yet they somehow ended up being the bestest bee bros, and that's largely due to your fantastic writing and your excellent grip on a character that can easily be branded the villain without second-guessing.

@singersalvaged should always be included in my rant about lovable people because she's just so chill to talk to! A truly great person who has an amazing view of Bobby Singer and writes him in a way that makes me believe the guy is standing behind me muttering idjit whenever I read a reply. And Allie! Let me gush about Allie, who's Cas' weed friend and brothel companion, and every single interaction just makes me howl with laughter. They're absolutely unhinged and dumb, and I wouldn't want it any other way.

While Crowley makes Cas want to eat glass, @eyeless-smiles makes him want to tear his own ears off because Corinth is such a fucking asshole (affectionate), a True Nightmare, and I love seeing him annoy Cas in every single paragraph. It's just hilarious, and they never hold their muse back, which is refreshing these days!

Cas loves to steal kids (just look at Jack), so it didn't take long for him to steal @innerwar 's Homelander when he was still a child with Vought. And honestly, I just adore this verse and you, friend? It's so funny and yet also sad, and I'm just so unbelievably happy that Homie gets a better life with this and that Cas gets to be a Dad again, and your writing is just SO FANTASTIC and catches Homelander's young voice brilliantly. 

I gotta yell about @nightmdic really loudly for a second because she is a FREAKING MAGNIFICENT OC and both Cas and I love her to pieces. She's kind and nice and helps Cas through his forced humanity without finding him (too) weird, and Paige just casually managed to write one of my favorite OCs here on Tumblr with her eye for detail and well-chosen words 

And last but not least, a big shoutout to @bleakfated who writes a lot of different spn muses (among others) and yet manages to hit that nail (= the voice of every single muse) square on the head every time! I hear Balthazar's funny-ironic voice when I write with him, I see Jody being Mom when I interact with her, I get the British Mick Vibes when it's his time to shine. I'm in awe of how someone manages to juggle so many muses and give everyone their own little voice. Kudos!

[ash-and-books]

Rating: 5/5

Book Blurb:

From #1 New York Times bestselling author Julie Murphy and USA Today bestselling author Sierra Simone who gave us A Merry Little Meet Cute comes a new holiday rom-com—’tis the season for second chances!

What happens when there’s no room at the inn and you and your potentially demonic cat become roommates with your grumpy one-night stand?

Part-time adult film actress/one-time adult film director/makeup artist Sunny Palmer has accidentally sold her very first screenplay to the Hope Channel. That was six months ago. Fast forward to a looming deadline, an uninspired Sunny has returned to the source of her inspiration in Christmas Notch, Vermont, to immerse herself in the local Christmas miracle on which her fever dream of a movie pitch was based.

Isaac Kelly, former boy band heartthrob and the saddest boy in the music biz, is the latest owner of the town’s historic mansion. After his years of heartbreak following his young wife’s death, Isaac’s record label is done waiting for new music. What better place to attempt his first holiday album than a snow-covered mansion where he can become a hermit in peace?

But after their best friends’ wedding leads to them waking up together in a freezing motel room with questionable wiring and a broken shower, Isaac takes a chance and asks Sunny to stay with him at his home. Surely the place is big enough that he’ll hardly see her or her unhinged cat. But when the two discover they’re both creatively blocked, they make a handshake deal: Isaac will help Sunny hunt down the truth behind the local lore, and Sunny will find Isaac a new muse.

And with these two opposites under one roof, there’s no way this jingle bell mingle could go off script…right?

Review:

It was only suppose to be a one night stand... but now he's asking you to move in and become his muse/roommate??? This is bound to be one jingle bell rock. Sunny Palmer is a part time adult film actress/one time adult film director/makeup artist who has accidentally sold her first screenplay to the Hope Channel.... and after 6 months she needs a new idea. Cue Isaac Kelly, former boy band heart throb turned the saddest boy in the music industry after his wife's death. Isaac is a bit of a recluse and has bought the town's historic mansion... and he has to write new music but he has no inspiration.... except for Sunny. Sunny and Isaac hooked upped a while back by when they attend their best friends' wedding.... one thing leads to the next and they're sharing a hotel room and much more... and then Isaac asks Sunny to move in with him in his giant mansion. It's a huge mansion he won't even notice she's there... yet when they both realize their creativity's blocked they come to a new agreement: Isaac will help Sunny solve a local lore and she'll find him his new muse (since she refuses to be his muse)... yet the more time they spend together under one roof the harder it is to just be "roommates with benefits"... but can Isaac ever love again and can Sunny be with someone who isn't ready to open up his heart yet? This was such a cute and HOT christmas romance read. I adored Sunny and Isaac, they love each other so much and were so supportive of one another. They were so in love with one another from the first moment and everyone around them could tell except them. This series has been such a fun one to read and the spice in it is top notch. I love this series so much and would absolutely recommend it for anyone who is looking for a hot holiday romance!

Release Date: September 24,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Netgalley and Avon and Harper Voyager | Avon for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

[sucrows]

I'm so fake bro I should've checked your blog during the naru banner ................. the lesbianism is lesbianing again nevermind that she made me spark her card. She was so mean to me, which is kinda funny to think about in the context of sex. I think Naru Could be mean to you if you really wanted her to, but it'd be in her very own brand of mean + leaving more extreme, painful bdsm stuff off limits (no knifeplay with her! She would never do anything that could leave scars on you). All this to say I would let her dig her heel into my clit and spit in my mouth. I'd let her treat me like a dog. She would literally call you a needy bitch in the sweetest way possible I think she could pull off being a harder domme. Of course I want her to bruise me choke me make me bleed and do a thousand other unspeakable, painful things to me bc I'm a huge masochist but LMAO..... I think it'd be too much for her. She loves you too much to go to that extent even if you tell her it's fine. This is me analyzing exactly why I wasn't mad at her and only sad for a while when she made me lose all of my savings. It's because I would let her kill me brutally if she wished to. But she won't because she's a very nice lady ! I love you so much Naruchan..... but you don't love me back.....

(I'm moots with u btw i just turned on anon bc I got unhinged with this one LMAO)

first off: congrats! I have no idea which mutual this is (i mean, i have ideas but i can't really narrow it down) so the anonymous button has served you well today!

Second off: I agree that most sadistic acts might be a bit too much for her. I wouldn't say she's capable of none (especially if you were to beg for it) but for the sake of indulgence, let's pretend she would ^^

She would absolutely combine some harsh names with the sweetest praise ever. I could see her being a faux-sympathy dom too? Like being mean to you just so that she can coo at you and baby you for being sad or crying (ignoring the fact that she's the reason why you're upset in the first place). For some reason actually this makes my brain come up with a specific scenario of Arashi going away for a while on some modeling and idol business and not having any time to see you for a while. When she leaves she makes you agree not to touch yourself at all until she comes back. Of course, even just the thought of her proves to be too much to resist and you give in. She comes back early and walks in on you having a solo session and immediately goes to punish you... is that cooking? maybe i should make this little brainworm into something

i'm not that much of a masochist myself typically but... naru... ♥

[amischiefofmuses]

TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

I. favourite colours: Red, purple or black. Especially when combined together in a gothic style. So specifically deep reds and plum purples, not so much the emo style of bright red and bright purples with black. Think regal vampire's castle.

II. favourite flavours: Barbecue seasonings, char on meat (steak or chicken wings especially), apple sweets, pineapple sweets, watermelon in any form and a nice warm spiced rum.

III. favourite genres: Fantasy and sci-fi that have deep world-building elements, found family stories in whatever form they take, horror, psychology and if any of these come with a touch of comedy then even better but I rarely enjoy pure comedy driven narratives.

IV. favourite music: I'm a bit polyjamorous, listening to whatever vibes with me at any given time but recently I've been listening to a lot of alt, folk, rock and indie. Think Will Wood and The Tapeworms, Neil Cicierega/Lemon Demon, Ashnikko - if it sounds a little unhinged then it probably scratches my brain just right.

V. favourite movies: Spirited Away, Van Helsing, Brothers Grimm, Dragonheart, Borrowers, Pans Labyrinth, Wolf Children, The Lost Boys, Tremors, Hellboy/Hellboy 2 - Fun fact, Hellboy 2 had a big influence on the writing of my Fae characters and their worldbuilding.

VI. favourite series: Adventure Time, Steven Universe, Helluva Boss, X-Files, 10th Kingdom, Stranger Things, The Owl House, Invader Zim, BBC Sherlock, NBC Hannibal and Charmed.

VII. last song: I only smoke to feel bad - KiNG MALA

VIII. last series: Probably Helluva Boss? If not, a rewatch of Invader Zim.

IX. last movie: Coraline! I'd actually never seen it before and watched it with friends (I was ashamed for years to admit I'd never seen it because most people assumed I must have given my vibes.) Was pleasantly surprised to see it also fit my usual love of Fae-themed things.

X. currently reading: Unfortunately nothing currently, my books are all in storage and I don't want to risk losing any while sofa-surfing. I was in the middle of re-reading Fynoderee by Alexander Caine Duncan before that though as I hadn't read it since I was a teenager.

XI. currently watching: Various youtube videos on unexplained mysteries. Mr. Ballen being a favourite.

XII. currently working on: Getting a place to live! Finally got the paperwork I've been missing today (and signed up to the local library!) so that's in progress. Other than that, roleplay replies and trying to make my blog easier to navigate.

tagged by: @handgiven tagging: @bdkrp @multianime @etherdwellers @universalextortion @woewept @bcund @hostilis @hannah-the-small & anyone else that wants to do it!! This is an open invitation!

[7-ratsinatrenchcoat]

today marks the seventh day I am trying to make a thing inspired by one of the anons on Sullina's blog. the alternate universe I have spawned in these seven days is cursed . . . but not nearly cursed enough. you will see what i mean when i finally post the first part. After about four days i pulled my head out of the keyboard and realized 'actually I have no idea how to craft a psychological horror plot.' Then I kept writing because I cannot be stopped by common sense, only by the fear of accidentally butchering the Themes.

Do you have any SDS au headcannons with a horror twist? I have butchered the canon timeline fyi. Still a character-based show so my strategy has been to make everyone just a lil more unhinged with their original canon traits. Like for instance Diane's habitual accidental (???) killing of Ban and the general destruction she causes. That is not explored at all in canon. It's like woah she's a bit crazy, just did something that would kill a human (They thought Mel was human!!) like it was nothing and didn't even aknowledge that she physically assualted someone over a misunderstanding (forest of white dreams). Meanwhile Ban has definitely killed people. But idk how much from canon I should veer off from in a horror adaptation au.

I've turned merlin into the mess she was always meant to be but I'm not gonna write a scene about that. Just imagine her doing unhinged chaos research while the newly assembled sins are barely getting along and no one is adressing the underlying issues of that. And then imagine one crisis is resolved only for merlin to burst out of her lab covered in soot, having abandoned the mission entirely, and declare that she's gonna ressurect god. And during the chaos Meliodas has to do a species reveal or risk them killing Merlin, who is broadcasting "I am at least half possessed" vibes and not listening to reason. dark crowded hotel room vibes the whole time. the demon reveal only makes things worse and merlin takes the opportunity to try to cast her spell. It backfires and would have killed everyone in the city if not for Meliodas's quick thinking. (Think that would be a wake up call, the events of Belualin happening again? imagine a shrunken merlin being in tears because that's defnitely how she is the next time they see her. not right after the disaster tho she's ditched) The kingdom is like wtf we are exiling you all, and the sins disband.

there's all the background info I haven't written down yet for season one. depending on how much of my time and braincells I want to pour into this, the sins becoming exiled from the kingdom they're supposed to be protecting could become a running gag among the sins. Like how many kingdoms are we not allowed in now? 2? Bet we can hit 5 by the end of the decade!

by now hopefully you are curious as to what's going on in my brain. And where the heck Elizabeth Liones Baltra and the others are if this is what's happening in season one. I have answers. Our sweet sweet girl is getting some real character development this time. (Several times acutally but that's a secret just between me and you shhh. The main horror I was able to inflict on this au so far is just dramatic irony. Not just what might happen as a consequence but also that secretly, quietly, someone knows. The obliviousness is enabled.)

I am a little in love with my own ideas here. I am spawning more as we speak.

If you are want to come up with a Thought for this, hit me with em! i welcome quirky traits to give an Elizabeth as well.

also Liz. I'm writing a whole thing for her. She is integral to the plot. as she should be she's great but also? I realized I don't know how to write Liz lmao. Oh well. she's a sweetheart. she can kick Meliodas's ass. she knows what healthy boundaries are and her kindness and selflessness is stronger than her fear. what more do we need.

also Mel knowing he can make connections and wanting to despite everything. he can hate himself for the Other reasons this time. the sad demon can have good fun

PLEASE THIS SOUNDS SO COOL. I want more of this so bad, the dramatic irony trope is so much fun. I would absolutely love more Ellie details, I made a post a while back about superhuman traits the Sins could have (it might have been a reblog? I think it was a reblog). If memory serves some of the Meliodas ones I had were seeing a little too well in the dark, detecting lies really easily, stuff like that. Something that would qualify the Sins as humans but a little to the left, if you know what I mean. I'd love to do a headcanon swap about your AUs and mine if you're up for it!

[nickgerlich]

Charge Out Of This

It has been a rough week on those for whom change comes slowly. It is exacerbated all the more if the change is against everything you believe to be true (even if it isn’t). Just in the last two days, we have seen people come completely unhinged over a Bud Light beer can. It all started when a special one-off can of Bud Light bearing the face of Dylan Mulvaney, the transgender woman and TikTok star, was delivered to her.

Then Kid Rock entered the chat, trying to regain relevance by—get this—buying a few cases of Bud Light, and then shooting them. I’m sure the folks at AB InBev were quaking in their boots. Oh, the irony of spending money to announce your boycott.



Oh, and never mind that Bud Light has supported the LGBTQ movement for quite a few years now, and issued its rainbow-themed aluminum bottle in the States for at least the last two years. I guess some folks missed that one, and I am pretty sure that AB InBev couldn’t care less what Kid Rock thinks or anyone else. The bottle will return this year, and a tall boy version—circulated on social media—will be available in Canada.



But I can only imagine the laughing emojis once social media picks up on the fact that Walmart plans to install EV charging stations at thousands of its stores by 2030. Beer is one thing, but EVs? There are enough other brands available that a boycott of one beer is simple. EVs being foisted upon us, as the naysayers contend, is quite another.

Naturally, the usual red herrings will be offered as evidence for why this will never work. You know. Child labor in the Congo, finite amounts of lithium, fossil fuels used to produce and deliver EVs, how well EVs perform in the cold, etc. Instead, they should be focusing on the real issues, which have always been range anxiety, price, and access to charging stations.



And it is the latter that Walmart is trying to help solve. Since Walmart’s stores are within 10 miles of 90% of the US population, these plans are huge. Of course, you would still need a Walmart app while traveling to know when you’re nearing one (especially if you really need one!).

I have said before that I am a believer in EVs at least in principle, but not just yet in terms of practicality. I need to be able to drive 750-800 miles in a day (that’s my upper limit now that I have gotten a little older), and I do not want to be fretting about charging stations, how far I can go on a charge, and how long it will take to get that charge. Put simply, I don’t fancy unexpected downtime.

But things are getting better, as evidenced by Walmart’s move, as well as news this week of a forthcoming Dodge Ram EV truck that has a range of 500 miles. Now we’re talking, and if they could put that in a van, we might just have a conversation starter.

While I applaud Walmart’s move, I am still scratching my head a bit, because their target market is among the least likely ever to buy an EV. Unless, of course, they live in California and have no choice. I agree that it is going to take commitments from heavy hitters like Walmart to help usher in the EV revolution, but the folks stopping for a quick charge may very well not be Walmart shoppers.



Then again, that may also be part of a complex marketing plan, because what else are you going to do while your car is charging? Sit there in the heat or cold? Or come inside to shop? Yeah. That same thinking helps explain why Walmart welcomes RVers to park in the outer reaches of its lots.

I’ll be watching today for my local media to post this news item to their Facebook feed. I’m sure there will be more heads exploding. It’s as predictable as the wind is out here. And as in all cases, to once again intone another of my pithy statements, if you don’t like what you see, just move along.

Now if Walmart could just get customers to return their shopping carts. Ah, but that’s a whole separate issue.

Dr “Fill ‘Er Up“ Gerlich

Audio Blog

[heariam]

Alright, World. I'm going to do it. I never thought I would do it but... here I am doing it.

I am going to get metaphorically butt ass naked.

I love nothing more than to appear picture perfect to the world and you'll probably never catch me slip in public. I hold my head high with confidence, dress nice, use my please and thank you's, and am the first one to ask about your life and how you are doing but as soon as the conversation turns over to me you won't get much more than "I'm doing great." or "I'm so tired but God is so good even through the valleys." But you definitely won't hear a thing or get a glimpse about what those valleys look.

You see, I've learned that you can never let anyone get too, too close... That's because as soon as I let off a little too much I am met with rejection and judgment. And honestly that's okay. I'll leave the comfortable stories for the people that want to stay comfortable. But I do have a lot to say and a story to tell. I would very much like to invite anyone who doesn't mind the mess, raw imperfections, awful sense of humor, into my wild story, life and mind.

So... a bit of a warning and so that you get more of an understanding of what I am trying to say: My grammar is going to suck (in case you haven't already noticed), my mind will spaz, I WILL digress, I'm a bit insane (only a bit), and I am not holding back any of this mess.

WELCOME.

I am trying to recall the thoughts I was having earlier today that brought me here in the first place. Let's see... I came home from the big city where I dropped the kids off at their dad's house for the day and made the decision to come home to my quiet little bungalow in a little rural neighborhood far outside the city. The plan was to sleep the rest of the day. Which of course didn't happen. I got home, plopped on the bed, snuggled my blanket and got to thinking about my new boyfriend if you know what I'm saying... after my fun a sunk deep into the quiet of my empty home, enjoying the misty and gloomy day when my mind started to wander into my past as well as recalling the conversation I had the night before.

What was that about...? Oh, yea. Past psychical and psychological abuse, drug addiction, crazy ex's, demons and the time I took 5 grams of magic mushrooms, met the Lord and my entire life flipped upside down.

Okay, that's a good start to a couple of different stories that I will have to leave for future posts.

Earlier when these thoughts first occurred, I thought to myself "I need to get myself some coffee then head to the library. There's so much that needs to be aired out and stories to tell." I had this perfectly dramatic, inspirational story put together in my head. Of course, as soon pulled into the library parking lot my mind drew a blank, so this is what I've got for today. I am sitting here letting my empty caffeinated brain do its thing.

I am wondering how it is going to go tagging these posts considering I am a Christian, but I am not coming to this site to post any lies or fluff about my life. I did not find God by having a perfect cookie cutter life. I was a mess then and will admit that I am still, in fact, a mess. Though, I can definitely say I am in a better place in my life and on the right track. I am trying my absolute best here but in the words of Kendrick Lamar "I am a sinner who's probably going to sin again." and I am more than sure there are plenty of others who can relate or even if you can't, want to understand things from different perspectives.

My prayer is that this blog is inspiring and brings hope and wisdom to all. Believers and non-believers. That being said there is no doubt that I will say some unhinged stuff and my walk with Christ is never perfect. But I am always willing to admit my mistakes and continue to move forward on the narrow path. Either way, I am excited to see where this goes and to share this all with you.

[aggravatedanarchy]

Hey there been a while, use this ask to rant abt a random thing on your mind you wanna share

gods, i sure love being so fucking head empty the second i look at this /s

seriously sitting here having to struggle to think of things right now... like i know some stuff that's generally on my mind but I either don't want to talk about it/talk about it publicly (not necessarily an invitation to ask about those things, no offense intended; just an acknowledgement) or do not have the words to convey my thoughts on things beyond a Growl.

I'm trying to think of something I won't go Too Unhinged about for this blog,,, truly a struggle. perhaps a line of thinking to abandon, for this.

ugh. it was kind of simmering for a minute but i dont think i have the energy for a coherent rant on my hatred for capitalism/the way our society functions at the moment. but know that that is generally a big thing that is always brewing and it makes my teeth Ache.

time for a complete tonal shift: here's my fucking gordon ramsey frozen dinner reviews (for ones I've tried so far)

mushroom risotto: sucked major ass, literally could not even swallow the first and only bite I took. it is possible I just do not enjoy mushroom risotto or risotto itself! or that I fucked it up somehow, though that feels less likely? idk. 0/5

mac and cheese (four cheese? i forget what this one is actually called): literally do not even remember anything about it so it must have been pretty mid. stouffers (stoufers?) is king in this field, so far as I've tried in terms of- again- FROZEN- mac n cheese dinners. 2/5 (it get a 2 and not a 3 because it's disappointing and possibly a sign that I don't even remember it)

fish & chips: i actually really liked this one ngl. chips desperately need to be seasoned though. idk if they're just not supposed to be or something but I'm sorry, potatoes and seasoning are In Love and you Will Not Separate Them. I just add some myself after the fact; I can eat the fish without a sauce and be content, although I like to try and whip up something to go with it. 4.6/5 (possibly a touch high of a rating considering the initial disappointment those chips presented, but it's whatever man. sometimes there's a piece that's really small and gets nice and crispy,,, that's totally what raises it back up for me)

slow braised beef in a red wine reduction sauce: gonna be real, since this one was microwave only I was extremely anxious about it for some reason. but it was actually really good! wish there was more carrots? but it was seriously, surprisingly tasty. 4.7/5 (there were some bits that were a little more.. crisp I guess? not quite the word I'm looking for, maybe. but it seriously wasn't an issue- my refusal to give it a full 5 is based solely on feeling like it needed more carrots and mushrooms to balance with the potatoes. This one might be my favorite, despite what ratings may indicate.)

chicken pot pie: literally just had this one today! (was anxious abt trying it) honestly really good imo! I made it in the oven, for full disclosure. 4.8/5- would be 5, but I have had Really Good chicken pot pie that a friend makes, so if I consider that a 5 I want to push this back a touch.

and those should be the only ones I've tried

I got this lemon chicken ? one to try sometime, and I think the only other one remaining otherwise would be lasagna- but I don't really enjoy the way it feels to eat any sort of tomato/red sauce with little bits of meat in it, so I think I'll probably refrain. (if he ever puts out a cheese lasagna or something though...)