#GAH i miss these thangs

[the-toybox-general]

What art platform do you use?

I was going through my asks and saw I missed this one!!! I'm quite late to it! hopefully I can still answer this for you!! If you mean platform as in posting site, I use tumblr as my main art posting site ( though I'm a little here and there posting schedule wise! ) I am on other sites usually as The-Toybox-General sometimes as just Toybox-General ( I think my artfight uses that? I might change it with the The at some point! ) BUT this is the place to go for my artwork currently!

[oflgtfol]

i just realized tumblr communities would be a great way to do group roleplay. a la the roblox groups i did warrior cats roleplay in

[piperjistic]

Sunny lil’ Thang

There goes they swinging their bat again. The zom-bear goes SPLAT on what’s left of the pavement in this vine-ridden town.

“There goes Smoky.” They murmur in distaste, eyeing the green mush and bones, stomping on it to ensure it was dead. I clasp my hands together and bow my head.

“Rip, he’ll be missed.”

They snort, pivoting towards me; their bat rests against their shoulder as they cock their head inquisitively. And if I may add, no zombie gunk in sight. “Are you sure about that?”

“Absolutely.” I nod reverencely, strolling over and indulge. “Such a symbol to all nature lovers out there.” I tip-toe past the sludge even though I wear rainboots.

“That’s right, you are one. Umm, yeah he’ll will be missed.” I laugh, almost haughty. They smile. Gah, my heart!~ I think I might melt under their sunbeams…

Oh, right! Introductions. Hi, I’m BW. That’s Vega. My nonbinary beloved.

… Well, my soon-to-be-beloved that I haven’t confessed to yet.

They’re… or more like the idea of them and me is such a funny lil thang to me.

Well more like sunny to me.

Plants can’t grow without water and the sun. And they’re my sun to my water that let us do amazing things. Does that sound right?

I still don’t know what exactly is their plan or where they’re going but I’ll follow, until the creek dries up or can’t make a path, I’ll follow them to the very end.

“BW?”

“Huh? Yeah?” I snap out of my trance.

“Ready to get going?

Huh? Yeah! Of course! I just thought you were gonna say anything else, ya know? Anyway come on!” I skipped ahead. “Where we headin? This way right?” I point. They nod. I smile and march onward. “Then let’s get going…!”

- • - • -

Not much happens besides that for a minute per-say. Sure for someone not in a zombie-animal-corpse-apocalypse the killing of animal zombies ravaged by parasitics plants with water-bending and magic bat combo, it would be a lot! But not for me and Vega!

Plus we were quiet so we didn’t attract much attention. We stopped for obvious pee breaks and (I) chatted to some plants about the trouble that lurks ahead, cus of course there’s trouble ahead, there’s always trouble gor me and V. But nothing can stop us. We’re the ultimate team! Except for food, maybe that’ll be the end of us.

We’ve almost through town, we made it to a gas station, or… what it used to be. Best to stay clear, don’t want to accidentally BLOW UP, but eh- it happens…. Hey! Wait! What if I can bend the oil—

“… Hey….” Uh.. I snap my head from the decrepit gas station, gaze intently trained on them. They scratched their back of their head.

“Hey~” I finger-gun. So awkward….

“I never did tell you where we were going…” They glance back as we trot through the dingy dirty patches and roots, tapping the bat against their shoulder.

Distant moans echo in the distance, thankfully filling in any moments of silence or pauses. They inhaled deeply as their beanie sags on their curly brown hair. I speak up, accepting the offer for conversation, but keep it cool of course.

“I thought it was private or whatever.” Glancing in front to hop over a root, waving my hand around while the rest balled up in my pocket. “But regardless I would follow you to the ends of the earth—“ Shit.

“What—“ I stumble over a root but catch myself, a handy water hand pushes me forward from a nearby puddle. That doesn’t matter to me as much as Vega stares widely at me. Recover damnit!

“I mean-uh- it seems fun! The end of the earth thing. Duh. “ I muster a smirk, but not a confident one.

Oh BW, you useless lesbian.

“Ah… Okay. Well actually we’re not going to thr ends of the earth.” I gasp dramatically, hands pushing up my cheeks and wide eyes. Water seems to follow me, curling around my feet and acting like a skateboard, water-cruise slightly ahead of Vega’s pace.

“You’re not?”

“Shocker..! “ They wave their hands playfully defensively in front of them. “I know. But uh, I want… to sette?” Their voice cracked.

Settle?

Settle! Oh my gosh maybe the cottagecore dream will come true!

Keep calm BW, damnit.

“Settle?” We seemed to stop, moving forward anyways, as they pace, while I cruise around them. Even fiddling with my updone bow, I probably need a new one soon.

“Yeah, uh,” The brunette does a double-handed swing at the air, no force behind it as they walk in circle. They’re practically shimmering in the sun with their tan skin….. ah…

“I always been into history and antiques an’ stuff.” Patting their handy bat. “And I was thinking might as well live in a museum right? A big one of course.” They glance away to the ground, tugging at their hair, even digging their shoe the dirt more.

They never do that. They aways look into peoples eyes. They’re chill but not too chill, like not aloof. Confident but not like too confident, may be a little arrogant…. But not…Are they scared? Worried? That I might judge them? Oh Vega…

“Yeah- n’ stuff.” I manage to say, thoughts clearing like water spreading away. I step closer.

“Well?”

“Well what?” I shrug, folding my arms behind me. They frown.

“Well what do you think?”

“What do I think?” I lean in, cracking a small smile. “It’s perfect.”

They blink as my smile grows. Their shoulders and grip on the bat even loosen. “That’s… all?”

“That’s all? No! It would be so cool! It’s a great idea babe, I mean hello! We don’t just get access to the displays but also the backrooms! And guess what we can find there—“ I skip ahead, they follow.

“This isn’t even mention where we could sleep! I mean hello! We got the whole place to ourselves! Imagine sleeping in a fake tree with a hamrock with trex bones as our stairs! Oh! Or race around in old convertibles!” I mutter the last part, espying a patch of dandelions. “If they work anyway.”

Their eyebrow shifts up, while the other quirks down, almost…. No, they’re weary. Oops, too much?

“Didn’t realize you would be… so invested in…. this.” My heart pounds loudly. The bat rests in their hands. I shrug again, smiling the best I can. Honesty is the best policy. Even when embarrassing. Right?

“Where you go, I go, ya know? I don’t got anywhere or anyone to be with right now... outside of you of course.” It took a moment, but they sigh. My heart even slows down. Am I safe?

Vega cracks a smile, shaking their head. My smile was genuine this time. There we go. I glance at the puddle below me. Oh thank sparks! My face isn’t red. That would be—

“What other ideas do you have for our bedding arrangement, B?”

B? B. B~ My heart swells, I can feel my face heat up, so I turn away. I spoke too soon. I march forward in hopefully the right direction. But— that’s my nickname to them. B. I love it- It’s taking everything to now turn to jello and passout so back to their question!

Well- Uh-“ I adjust my glasses, holding a piece of my raincoat as a shield. I cough a few times, then face Vega. I must of recovered if they aren’t questioning my face. Okay okay, museum honeymoon. Uhhhh— I light up!

I practically hop at the ideas rushing back to my brain.

“We could stay in the giftshop! Oh my gosh yes! So many trinkets there and we wouldn’t have to move ‘em to our bedding area, because we live in the giftshop! Butttt then there’s another thing to consider, the proximity to the bathroom—“ I’m practically skipping, and I flash a smile back at them, sun shining behind me for the last time today, probably blinding them. “Well don’t just stand there! Come on! Oo! And the food court—“

Vega shakes their head as they follow BW, muttering with a soft yet sweet smile. “Such a sunny lil’ thang…”

[waitmyturtles]

Moonlight Chicken first episode impressions.

1) I reblogged these already, but I want to point to the fantastic analyses by @respectthepetty (here) and @isaksbestpillow (here), offering tremendous background context out of the gate. Due to @respectthepetty‘s past analyses of Big Dragon, I was also able to pick up on a lot of the Chinese-Thai themes that Moonlight Chicken is pulling from. (I LOVE the theme of the show starting during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the continued gazing at the moon throughout the episode. Gah. Cuts me deep.)

2) Give me a GOOD, SLOW BURN to start a series -- HELL yes. Wen’s PACE of going through life. Moment by moment, gaze by gaze, sigh by sigh, ache by ache. His silent moments, thinking moments. He’s in pain, and his whole being radiates it, and we’ll take our time finding out what it is. Love this. (Jesus -- MIX. Come awn. Could he BE any better of an actor? A master of a slow burn.)

3) Seeing Jim’s house, the open market, the streets -- I’ve never been to Thailand, but there was something about these scenes that reminded me of strolling the streets in Malaysia and it was making my heart ache. The birds chirping while the guys were eating their bowls of jok in the morning. Reminded me of having soup noodles with my family in an open-air restaurant, during a bright, sunny, humid morning. I miss SE Asia.

4) Desperately love the juxtaposition of Jim’s traditional house with Wen’s modern furniture. Wen is going back in time, somehow, with Jim -- Wen is drawn to it. I will love seeing what uncovers in this.

5) I literally internally squealed KHAAAAAOOOOOOO when I first saw him. Those boots!

6) NAIL AND BAIL

7) I need that red Hungry? apron with the chicken in the pocket.

I LOVED this first episode. For whoever reads this place regularly, y’all know that I’m finishing Bad Buddy this week as well, so it’s just a Aof household at the moment (and tbh, I am really not knowledgeable about the famous directors in Thai dramas, like Aof or Jojo, I’m very much in a learning stage here -- but I clearly like his work). Watching Moonlight Chicken while I wrap up Bad Buddy -- it’s a scene here in my brain, a real scene. I’m a lucky gal to be watching both shows simultaneously. 

Maybe this is an Aof thing -- or maybe it’s just the magic of the actors that I’m watching -- but his shows extract an aching feeling of love and attraction between his main characters that I can’t describe in words. I felt it two nights ago when I watched episode 11 of Bad Buddy, when Pat is gazing at Pran as Pran sings at the beach bar. Those wordless looks. Magnificent acting and filming. I see it’s gonna be a thang here in Moonlight Chicken; I’m here for it.

The Khao Man Gai Appreciation Rating is at 🐔🐔🐔: top-notch chicken rice content. Ooooh baby, Uncle serves different kinds of chickennnn over his rice, the boiled chicken and fried chicken, yessssssss! 

I forgot to mention in my khao man gai gospel post that KMG/Hainan chicken rice is often served with a side of coagulated pig’s blood [CORRECTION EDIT BELOW], which is depicted at Jim’s diner. I actually have NOT had this on the regular -- my biggest familiarity with Hainan chicken rice is from Malaysia, where vendors are very often catering to a halal population. That’s not to say that you can’t find blood tofu in Malaysia, I just haven’t gone searching for it while eating nasi ayam over there. However, I’ve been automatically served the blood tofu in Queens, NY, where there’s a huge Thai population, so it just depends on where you go to eat it. 

[CORRECTION! The second episode reveals that Jim orders chicken blood from Gaipa’s chicken stall -- so it’s chicken blood that’s served with the KMG, not pig’s blood. My bad -- and this shows the extent of my knowledge here, as I never knew that chicken’s blood could be served as blood tofu, I thought it was only ever pork or beef blood tofu!]

[dirty-brainrot]

(What is this)

I FOUND THIS IN THE DARKEST CORNER OF MY DRAFTS.... I do not remember writing this probably made this when I was half asleep at 2 am and thought it was funny lol. So uhm, enjoy this embarassing thing.

Pairing: Kakyoin Noriaki x Reader

Warning: Perverted thoughts, Tentacle hentai but nothing happens,

"Hey, Y/N-chan! What are you reading?" You hear footsteps approach you. You only hummed in response knowing it was Kakyoin.

Since Jotaro was a long friend of yours, a mystery on how that even came about, Kakyoin instantly became your friend as soon as he and Jotaro came back from the 50+ day trip to Egypt.

Hearing Mrs. Seiko (Holly) falling ill because of DIO, you wanted to help them on their journey but Jotaro wouldn't let you. Not only that, your parents would absolutely kill you if they found out you went on an adventure with 4 men— well, 5 and a dog. Also, missing classes would badly affect your grades. You could only help and guard Mrs. Seiko against any stand dangers.

You were sitting alone on the school rooftop while waiting for the two bizarre boys until the other one had arrived. Peeking up from your book, you only saw Kakyoin and Jotaro was nowhere to be seen.

"A manga?" He mumbles sitting beside you, interested in what you were reading.

"W-wait... Th-that's not any ordinary manga.." Kakyoin's voice was almost a whisper but you still heard it.

You were not reading a normal manga, it's more of an erotic manga. You were reading hentai to be precise.

"A-ah, I didn't think you were the type to read this, Y/N-chan..." His cheeks were tinted slightly with pink. "You don't know a lotta thing about me kak~" You snickered, enjoying the sight of a slightly flustered kakyoin.

"I wouldn't choose tentacle hentai but the art style just draws me in, you know?.. plus it'll be good material for my book..." You spoke the last part quietly while flipping to the other page. "Normally I would just go for the hot futanari stuff. Buuut~" You stretched the word "but" before continuing. "Good plot and, again, good style." You made weird gestures to the page and then tapped at it for drawing Kakyoin's attention.

"Oh, so you read hentai only for the plot and style?" Weirdly finding this interesting, the red-head cherry boy asked.

"And material for my book." You mumble, getting invested into the manga as it was getting into the good part.

"Ah..." Kakyoin nodded thinking about..stuff but he quickly shook them off. Hearing your giggles, he leaned to take a peek a the page, curious to see what you found funny.

"Look at this kak, they made an accident here." You pointed at the creature's tentacle. "In this panel, the monster has 12 tentacles, and now look at this panel."

Dragging your finger on the soft yet rough texture of the paper, you pointed at the 4th panel. "The monster suddenly gained some more tentacles and the girl lost her earrings." Kakyoin chuckled at your attention to details.

You babbled further but Kakyoin's thoughts started to drift away. 'Hm, tentacle hentai huh... [Hierophant Green] can do that..maybe they would want to...!'

His mind is now quickly being filled with nasty hormonal thoughts. 'What would it feel like doing it while using [Hierophant]...'

He glanced at you, you were still busy rambling about hentai. 'Would they-- NORIAKI! NO!! GAH!!!' He shook the nasty thoughts forming in his brain away by thinking about something else and refusing to look at the manga.

"Oh hey, Isn't one of [Hierophant Melon] powers' to make tentacles?" The cherry boy looked at her with wide eyes, dumbfounded at her question. Y/N only looked at him with innocent (eye color) orbs.

"Well, yeah... [Hierophant] can make his limbs into tentacle." He rubbed the nape of his neck, his cheeks reddening.

"Is this getting too weird..? I'm sorry.."

You quickly averted your gaze from kakyoin and focused on the erotic manga at hand. "I tend to ask the weirdest of things.." You let out an airy, nervous chuckle.

"It's ok, it just...took me off-guard."

You closed the manga, not before putting a bookmark. "Ok so this may sound weird and...kinky but can I... see and touch [Melon]'s tentacles?" Like how Kakyoin reacted to you reading the erotic manga earlier, your voice slowly getting shy and turning into a whisper.

Kakyoin has never seen you act so bashful, he found it adorable, even in the bizarre situation he's in. "Strange request but sure, why not." He gave you a small smile and called out [Hierophant Green]'s tentacle. It was in front of you, moving like a serpent.

"Interesting... This is a good material for my book..." You mumble before setting down the manga beside you and began petting the tentacle. "So it's like a snake but no mouth and kinky." You stated while observing its reaction to your touches. Kakyoin giggled at the last part.

Gently petting the tentacle, you turn your attention to Kakyoin who was now watching your every move. "Can you feel it?"

"Yeah, it feels like you're petting me"

Humming back in response, you looked at the tentacle and back at the redhead. You had an idea, feeling a little mischievous, you maintained an intense eye contact with him and slowly bend down to peck the tentacle.

Surprised at the unexpected gesture, Kakyoin's noodle hair flew up, his face crimson red.

You giggled at his reaction, trying not to laugh. He quickly retracted back his stand. "Very cute."

Jotaro had finally arrived on the rooftop and looked at Kakyoin with a confused expression. "What's up with him." Asked the emo boy, curious about what had happened.

You smiled, standing up, you grabbed your unholy manga. "Dunno. Anyways, I'm gonna go grab a drink because you took so long." And then you began to walk away trying not to burst out of laughter.

Kakyoin was still beet red and he tried his best to cover up his face not wanting Jotaro to see the state he's in.

⤷ Reader is kinda like Rohan, the "oh this will be good for my thingy thang" and being attentive to details anddd Reader can also touch stands because of this. :P

'That was a...bizarre experience...'

[anonil88]

Euphoria S2. E7 live blog

I've got my playbill and my meal and I'm not ready for this production of Our Life.

*spoilers below as always*

Here we go 🎭🍿

God I hate funerals. People are always so fucking nosy.

Oh this is this play wtf oh no its mixing reality with the play. I'm confused right now.

So they all went to the funeral and just sat and whispered words. But also I guess walking in on Rue sniffing drugs wouldn't be that great of a look. Knowing someone does drugs and seeing it are two entirely different things.

Lexi trying her best to be there for Rue in the only way she knows how and its with words. This poem is heavy af not high but heavier high.

Oh this is the play.....wtf Lexi. Showing it all at the damn funeral/repass damn girl. But we know now that Rue's dads death was the turning point and is pivotal to all of their lives because of how it affects Rue and also affected their friend group.

At least Rue and Jules are still inadvertently and from afar checking to see if the other is okay. Sometimes that's what you need to do be distant but also a sliver of communication would be great. Its the issue their relationship platonic and romantic has always suffered from.

I'm glad Lexi is getting her feelings out but this isn't the best way to do this. Its entertaining sure but she also needs to actually communicate with the people around her. Not just be a spectator.

Lmfao the behind the scenes of the play scenes are so funny and real, I actually adore this so far.

Everyones reaction is like ummmmm what is this but Rue's tiny smile at Lexi calling her her bestfriend. Awww i miss these two being closer and in season 1 they were already so distant.

Not the title card on the stage like a curtain call lmao.

Months?!?!? Oop these two really are dating. I wish we could have seen more of their pairing develop but I also don't want them to give Angus so many lines that he may not emote in the necessary way.

Angus looks good in these cuts of him on the phone with Lexi. Oh so he did warn her and she kind of took it and ran with it.

Your intentions can be good, cough Sam, but its about how you write out everything that matters.

They're Irish twins. Kind of, no not really. She is NOT exposing her sisters period like a sitcom, this is very funny tho.

Ethan playing Suze is so fucking funny and at least Suze is funding it funny, because Lexi doesn't see her mom as a villian. She does Suze good in this portrayal.

Here we go and Faye is literally steaming his shirt for Lexi hmmm.

Lmfao theater is absolutely like this and yea thats why I loved it too Lex. That's why I loved it too.

Um what is happening here? O.O Faye? Fez? I'd love this Metallica jersey but its still fuck you Custer.

Please Faye just say something. I feel sick knowing whats gonna happen but also sick because i don't want to see it.

LMFAO NOT LEXI HAVING A HOT GIRL MOMENT FANTASY.

The rotating hallway oh my fucking God I adore this shit. Also I love that they are finally utilizing Ethan's actors talent because he can really act.

Cassie/Hallie wants Lexi's body because then she won't be oversexualized.

Gah damn Sydney them thangs is thangin I'm sorry, yea Cassie you look corny as all hell like Sydney looks great. Cassie you look like you're putting on a costume.

All these girls honestly fall in love with the first person that even glances at them with a tiny bit of affection. Ugh sigh.

Having an addict for a parent is really painful. Shes literally too anxious to eat the damn ice cream and watched her bestfriend fall right into the same things.

Rue gets to see her best memories with her friend, all of the ones that she couldn't remember or forget.

Yea social media is a curse and a blessing, but also a curse. But we've known this for literal years.

Rue and Jules need to just fucking talk and Rue should apologize, not these lost glances.

This part of grief and loosing someone fucking sucks. I advocate for people to write their memories down because of this.

Not Cassie and Lexi literally having the happiest moments with two addict parents and the low lows. I feel like this hurts for Suze, can we see Suze.

Cassie, Suze, and Lexi need family fucking therapy.

Lexi said "none of this is love but what's really love we have always had in friendship."

Cassie.....CASSIE STAND UP. WHOEVER CALL3D THAT NATE EAS LITERALLY DRESSING HER IN MADDYS IMAGE WAS SPOT ON. He tried to control Maddy's look but literally wants to make Cassie into the image of what he wants. They look absolutely miserable together.

Fez really is about to get raided. This is about to be some bullshit. Faye why aren't you saying anything.

Not her dressing like Bob Ross because of this dumb ass cuteness. Sometimes being high with friends is the absolute funniest thing.

How is this highschool affording the budget of this damn play.

Oh they finally looked at eachother and they have still been doing it. Aw Jules. Not Rue hitting Jules with the dry ass Sup. That's the sup you give when you want to talk to someone but you cannot.

We finally see all the black kids that go to school here, in the background. *side eyes slightly but also I'm kind of okay with a dark skin character not being any of these characters because the backlash would be venomous and worse*

Not Leslie using sarcasm but being honest with Rue. But she's setting a boundary which is great and necessary. Gia is reacting to all of this and needs a parent. Thankyou Momma Bennett for being honest as hell because Rue needs to see it.

Maddy is feeling the salt in the wound but also they were all so so close and this is so painful. But I'm glad all of Alexa's popular girl characters are secret sweethearts because that's accurate.

I fucking love Suze both the play version of her and the real one. (Yes I'm aware that she can be a not great mother at times but right now she's a character and her actor(s) is/are playing their parts so well .)

Cassie and Maddy had the best friendship and Cassie really decided a boy's pee pee was more important than that genuine love. It did look a little sapphic tho but thats cause bestfriends that close regardless of gender seem a little gay.

The abuse is just never stopping and Cassie can't even face her like 😒 wow Cassie. Wowww Cassie yep I hope you really feel bad.

And she's using the tricks she learned from McKay and its not working because she miserable and feels terrible. She should of just apologized to Maddy right then and there like he's literally using her like a sex puppet. What kind of joy does that give either of you except feeling like you're wanted.

LEXI YOU DID NOT EXPOSE KAT FOR DOING SEX WORK. Lexi! And we don't even get to see Kat's reaction. (Ahem I hate that we don't see it btw.)

Cassie cuddled right up to an abuser because she just wants someone to want her entirely. Not Nate being all of their first visuals of "love" in a non middle school relationship. Yikes.

This is a good ass shot with Ethan and Nate mirroring one another. Yoooo not Nate imagining Cassie is Jules and recreating the way his dad fucked Jules with her because that's the way he....oh my god. Not him in the place of literally getting fucked by his father in all terms. This nightmare reminds me of the nightmare Jules had in her special when she thought about him and Rue and having an orgasm. But now I need them to clarify is Cal touched him yet again cause they said he didn't but it could also be he sees himself as all the people his dad did things too and how he's just his dad.

This damn disc refuses to break. Wtf is it made of vibranum.

I'm glad Maddy has a mentor but also I'm worried about the camera in the bedroom. Is she giving her the dress? Haha yep. Okay so she saw her but it was a security measure.

Not these two actual theatre nerd actors living their best fucking life. I love Maude and Austin getting too shine.

This scene is about to be hilarious but also the way Ethan is talking like Nate is funny af.

Sigh Ash, my sweet murderous summer child. I'm so scared for them and I wish Faye would just say something. Fez is too worried about this date and his grandma did tell him love will be the death of you. And he should be able to enjoy this but he can't.

Everyone's staring at Nate and he absolutely deserves this. I feel like he is going to lean on Cassie for support and if she pulls away, oh no his testosterone is screaming. He feels like his masculinity is being challenged, it is, but I'm praying he doesn't take it out on Cassie. He feels humiliated.

This is absolutely hilarious and well done though and this schools production value is off the charts. What a display ot how homoerotic those boys locker rooms.

I live for Jules getting a good laugh at Nate, as well as all the other girls, they all deserve it but he's so terrified that he might be gay. Bro its really not too big a deal.

If he snaps on Cassie, oh thank God he just broke up with her. Also homophobic? Nate you literally are a homophobe but also its like he doesn't think anything is wrong with being gay. But its wrong for him because then he is just like his dad and that terrifies. Even though he is just like his dad and he refuses to see it, or get help even though he knows he is a bad person.

Cassie looks like a damn demon oh god. She needs a literal exorcism from somebody. If they fight on stage omg I need it, everyone would just think it is a part of the play. Genuinely afraid of and for Cassie.

This makes me so excited for the finale. Whew I am so excited for the finale.

Finale preview: this is going to be fucking insane also I think everyone thinking its a part of the play could be good. But it really sucks that Rue's grief is about to be displayed to everyone including Jules who looks upset. Learn to be friends and comfort eachother as just friends please. (The shipper in me can see them getting together in the end like a future jump or trying again but right now space is good from romance. Friends would be nice though.) They gon need to since Lexi finna be getting her ass beat in the hallways and Maddy and Kat are gonne have to perform an exorcism on her sister. Speaking of Cassie, she is the girl whose so addicted to love or wanting to be loved that she murders her husband and his mistress and laughs during he mug shot.

Episode/series thoughts: The episode turned around after episode 5 and the writing definitely has improved greatly. I think the theory about the chaos being attached to Rue being completely unreliable up to this point is correct. But I think it could of been spelled out better for everyone because it was very out of nowhere that that is what Sam was trying to convey. (If he was.) He didn't even say anything about it in the after show which would have been great to add in at like the after talk for episode 6. Fez... all imma say is whew its gonna hurt like a mf.

[xmxisxforxmaybe]

I love these summer time prompts! 37.Driving late at night with the music up and with no particular destination. Screams Finn to me, but lets combine it with 26. Accidentally letting slip a dirty fantasy from the other list.

If you’ve watched the movie, see if you can catch my easter egg 😉 Also, I made this GIF just for this fic!

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For the third time that night, your eyes caught Finn’s.

The first look was through the smokey haze of an early evening bonfire, the piled-high wood that had been chopped still a little wet from an earlier rain.

The second look was after you both reached for the same cup at the keg. Finn insisted you take the cup, and with a sweet smile, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and watched as you got your beer. You thanked him again and he nodded, and without turning back, you knew he was watching you walk away.

While the first looks could have been brushed off as nothing more than an exchange of intrigue, the third look had purpose behind it. Again with his hands in his pockets, Finn was watching as you laughed at one of Benny’s stories; instead of turning away when you caught him, he grinned as his eyes slid over you, head to toe—and back again.

 You slipped away from the conversation and approached the sexy, sort-of stranger.

 “Hey,” you said, your lips still turned up in a smile.  

 “Wanna go for a drive? Only had a beer earlier so I’m not shitfaced or anything.”

 “Sure,” you answered narrowing your eyes as you thought about exactly what you could be getting yourself into, but the smile never left your lips.  

 Tossing the last dregs of your beer in the trash, you looked up at the sky as you followed Finn to his car. Your body was caught in that delicious in-between of being buzzed but not quite, so your mind was hyper-attuned to everything around you—the warmth of the mid-summer night, the stars dotting the black sky as the moon outshone them all, and the cicadas thrumming in the trees and on the ground, singing for their mates.

 “Your chariot awaits,” Finn smirked as he held open the door.

 “Why thank you, kind sir,” you giggled as you slid down into his passenger seat, the leather cool under your exposed thighs. You looked around, surprised by how clean his car was because Finn always seemed like a bit of a scatterbrain. You had at least expected a few errant fast-food wrappers or maybe some extra clothes, but it was spotless.

 As soon as Finn settled into the driver’s seat, the car filled with the smell of him—detergent and the earthy-pine scent of his cologne.

 “Your car is clean and you smell nice,” you stated the obvious, pulling a toothy grin from Finn as he turned the key in the ignition.

 “You sure you didn’t have more to drink?”

 “It’s the—GAH!” you yelled, clutching your heart as the bass from the last song Finn was listening to vibrated through your skin and into your bones.

 Laughing, Finn reached out and turned the music down.

 “Sorry!”

 Laughing too, you waved it off, Finn sneaking one more glance at your surprised, cheerful face before pulling out of the driveway and taking a left onto the highway.

 “Windows or AC?” he asked over the lowered volume on the stereo.

 “Give me a sec,” you replied as you fished through your bag for a hair-tie.

 After assembling a messy bun, you reached over and rolled your window all the way. Finn followed suit and then turned the volume up again.

 “Love this song,” he said, glancing over at you with a smile.

 “Rap it then!”

 Finn bobbed his head a couple of times to pick up on the beat then he started enthusiastically rapping:

Two AM, summer night, I don't care Hand on the wheel Driving drunk I'm doing my thang Rolling in the midwest side now Living my life, getting our dreams People told me slow my roll I'm screaming out fuck that I'm a do just what I want Looking ahead no turning back If I fall if I die Know I lived it to the fullest

 You were laughing and when you joined in on the second verse Finn looked at you with amused surprise. You rapped together, giggling at the lyrics you messed up, and when the song was over you listened to the next one in comfortable silence as the wind mussed your bun and tousled Finn’s curls.

 “Should I ask where we’re going?” you shouted.

 Finn turned the music down so you could talk over it, and replied, “How’s ‘no where’ sound?”

 “Perfect,” you grinned.

 You looked out the window and watched the trees whipping by, nothing but black blurs in the late night. You could see the lights of town just ahead, but in this moment, you felt like telling Finn to drive . . . forever.

 “Can I ask you something?” he questioned, interrupting your thoughts.

 “Yeah,” you said turning to look at him.

 “Why’d you say yes? To coming for a drive, I mean.”

 “Starting with the obvious, you are pretty cute, Finn.”

 He laughed and shrugged his shoulders, switching his driving hand so he could lean into the center console, his arm now almost brushing yours.

 “That all it takes with you?”

 “Uh, no!” you pushed your arm into his, warm skin against warm skin but only for the briefest moment. “I know you’re a good guy.”

 “And how do you know that?”

 “I . . . may have made some inquiries about you,” you teased.

 “You—” Finn said, cutting himself off as he pointed at you, “Made inquiries about me?”  

 “Maybe.”

 Finn pursed his lips and nodded, his eyes sparkling brighter and brighter as you drove into town and the streetlamps illuminated the inside of his car.

 When you reached a stoplight, he relaxed his driving arm and turned his head toward you.

“So you maybe made some inquiries about me and you maybe liked what you heard enough to take a chance on going for a drive with me. About right so far?”

 Without looking over, you smiled and bobbed your head in a slow nod.

 “Light’s green.”

 “So it is.”

 “Go!” you shouted as you laughed, finally turning to look at him and seeing his—were they blue? green?—eyes looking over at you with a brightness that made your breath catch in your throat.

 Finn finally broke and giggled, laying on the gas and speeding through the intersection. You laughed, too, shaking your head and when he asked if you wanted to stop at the next gas station for something to drink, you said yes.

 He insisted on paying for your water and the handful of snacks you absolutely needed, and when you settled back into his car and tore into your skittles, you stopped and asked, “Am I allowed to eat in here?”

 Finn chuckled and held out his hand. You poured a few skittles into his palm and he tossed them back, at least three of them pinging off the door because he missed half of his mouth.

 “Now you have to sweep out my car tomorrow.”

 “Fiiinn!” you whined. “You did that!”

 “You brought forbidden food into my car.”

 Your mouth popped open as you tried not to grin, but when Finn started laughing, you both lost it, still giggling as he pulled out of the gas station and left town.

 Once more the car plunged into darkness, lit only by the bright blues and soft fluorescent accents on Finn’s dash. You let one arm drift to the window, holding your hand up and flat to fight against the rush of the wind, and your heart leapt into your throat when you felt Finn’s fingers crawl over your thigh, just above your knee.

 That little touch sent a wave of warmth through your body and you turned to look at him, his face stoic until you snaked your arm across the console and rested your hand on the thigh of his khaki-colored shorts.

 His lips turned up in a smile and you leaned forward to turn the radio up again.

 As you sang along, Finn’s fingers would flex or softly stroke the bare skin of your leg, and in return, you would give his thigh a teasing squeeze.

 “My turn to ask,” you said, interrupting your current song by leaning forward and turning it down a bit.

 “Ask away, babe.”

 “Why did you ask me out?”

 “Did I . . . ask you out?” he said, his voice intoned with a teasing lilt.

 “Don’t play. I really wanna know! Besides, I answered when you asked.”  

 “Mmmhmm—if you call ‘maybe’ an answer,” he said his voice lilting into a higher octave as he imitated the sound of your maybe.

 You tsked and removed your hand from his thigh, shifting in your seat so his hand fell away from yours.

 “Okay—okay! I asked you out because I think you’re fucking beautiful. And I was hoping you were cool, you know like fun to hang out with . . . which now I know you are.”

 “You think I’m beautiful?”

 “Fucking beautiful, I believe I said.”

“Yeah. You did.”

 Finn glanced over and when he saw the way you were looking at him, his face lit up with another toothy grin.

 “Have I fucked this all up yet?”

 “Definitely not—have I?”

 Finn laughed, “Can girls really ever fuck up during this part?”

 “What part?”

 “The getting to know you part.”

“Either you haven’t dated a lot or you’ve gotten really, really lucky because yes! Girls can absolutely fuck this part the hell up.”

 “Truth is . . . I don’t always get to this part. I do the asking, then it’s a pretty short run right to the rejecting.”

 “No, Finn. That’s not rejection. That’s a great example of a girl fucking something the hell up because she lost out on a chance to get to know you.”

 Finn didn’t say anything, nor turn to look at you, but he found your hand with his and laced your fingers together.

 You wished more than anything that he wasn’t driving because you wanted to kiss him—kiss him until the only thing he could remember was that a girl he thought was beautiful wanted to get to know him.

 “I’ve never had sex in a car.”

 Finn’s hand jerked on the wheel and you grabbed the door’s armrest to steady yourself, a bubble of laughter escaping, sounding more like a hic-cup as you turned to look at him, his lips opened in surprise and his eyes dead-focused on the road.

 “It wasn’t an invitation!” you said, snorting with laughter. “Just a . . . possible fantasy for one day when the right guy with the right, clean car comes along—even if it has a few errant skittles on the floor.”

 Finn had let go of your hand to steady the wheel and he kept his fists at 10 and 2 while you spoke.

 “Fuck, Y/N. You can’t just blurt that out!”

 “Clearly!”

 “I mean . . . that’s like issuing a challenge.”

 “Because you’ve had so much sex in a car?”

 Finn gave you a pointed look that reaffirmed he had sex in cars probably more than in a bed.

 “It’s . . . convenient. Awkward, sometimes, but convenient.”

 “I’m more of a visual learner,” you stated, watching Finn’s hands grasp the wheel again just as he was starting to relax.

 “I will, uh, keep that in mind.”

 “Relax,” you soothed, leaning into the console and returning to your earlier position of resting your hand on his thigh. “I’m not that easy on a first date—if that’s what we’re calling this?”

 “We can call it a date . . . if the night ends with a kiss?”

 You bit your lip and scanned his face, watching as the corners of his mouth fought to behave.

 “I’d like that.”

 And with your words, Finn’s mouth lost its battle to remain neutral and for the hundredth time since he met you, he grinned.

[ajduckie]

hulloooo lil duckies i am here and i bring an update on the status of aj

hey guys - sorry i’ve been missing for what feels to me like a while. i’m doing okay, just have a lot going on and with my anxiety i just haven’t been able to handle the idea of making/sharing content rn. i still have lots of stuff finished or almost finished that i wanna share with you guys, but i just can’t bring myself to get it released right now. and that’s okay. i’m just trying to play my own game and feel okay at the moment. i’m also dealing with a really frustrating graphics issue on my computer so that’s taking a lot of time, in addition to a lot of other things happening at the moment in my life. anyways, i’m still here, just kinda focusing on my own game right now rather than on maintaining my blog. i’m sure i’ll feel more into it at some point and i’ll get some of the stuff i’ve made released here. but for now i’m trying not to worry about “oh no are people going to hate me for just disappearing or not posting enough,” because a) no, they’re not and b) that doesn’t matter in relation to my mental health and c) worrying about those things is just going to cause my mental health to deteriorate further. 

i appreciate the love and support you always show me, and i guess i just wanted to pop in here and say i love you back, even though i’m pretty quiet at the moment. this time of year is always hard for me and i always kinda disappear like this around wintertime. but i’m okay! just focusing on aj and getting through each day! 💛

i haven’t been opening tumblr or discord that much lately, but when i do, i’m mostly cc-shopping adjflajskf so most of my activity will be on my cc finds blog instead of my main. but now that i’ve kinda resurfaced here i think i’ll feel a bit more comfortable just like sharing random updates that aren’t necessarily “hey here’s some content!” - i’m sure a lot of you are here following me for the content i’ve been sharing, which is totally fine, i’ll get back to that as soon as i feel more into it. just want to give you a heads up that it might be more random/personal/spazzy on my blog right now, rather than a tailored list of cc-dumps. and of course anything i do have the energy/interest to work on and finish, i’ll obviously happily share it with you all hehehe

so sooo sorry for rambling. i just miss you all and wanted to let you know i’m doing okay, just been in the “down” portion of my usual up-and-down cycle, and rather than let tumblr/sims become a source of stress, i’ve been working hard to keep it a source of joy and for right now that means just doin my own thang and being a bit of a hermit 🌻

ajsdkl;fajskdf i’m really happy i’m finally checking in with y’all bc now my anxiety about posting for the first time in forever is like greatly reduced and while i’ve been MIA i’ve been doing a lot of cc-organizing, decluttering, fixing, etc. and have some ideas/tips/random thoughts to share with you guys yaaaaaay!! okay now i’m done rambling sorry bye love u all sm GAH

OMG WAIT jk i’m back - also i have like 31 inbox messages and i haven’t been like AT ALL checking my notifications so i’m very very sorry if i haven’t gotten back to any messages, tags, mentions, etc!! i will try to start goin thru my notifications soon but at this point it’s like when my emails get backed up and it might take a lil while hehe

[whiteclericmaris]

Appleshipping Wedding Fic + Time Travel?

Ooooooooo let’s see what I can come up with.

If anybody asked Yugo if he was ready his immediate answer would be ‘Yes’. However his own body did not appear to agree as he could still feel as if butterflies were fluttering in his stomach and sometimes when speaking he would pause between sentences as if taking into consideration each of his guests concerns.

“Don’t treat her rough.” Ruri said.

“Oh I won’t...HEY what’s that supposed to mean?” Yugo snapped at her. Ruri just giggled at Yugo’s response. 

“Oh you’ll find out.” Ruri remarked coyly. Yugo growled as Yuto gave him a sympathetic smile. They had both gotten married last fall with Yugo and Rin attending their wedding.

“It’s about time you two tied the knot.” Yuto commented. Yugo blushed and crossed his arms as he looked to the side. A sting of red on his cheeks.

“It’s not like we knew this would happen.” Yugo grunted feeling embarrassed. Ruri raised her right hand to her mouth to cover her giggle.

“How is the Bride feeling?” Ruri asked. Yugo lowered his arms and grinned.

“She’s glad that you guys decided to come.” Yugo said.

“Prepping herself up for the wedding?” Ruri asked. Yugo groaned.

“Yeah, she’s a little fussy about the dress.” Yugo said.

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‘What’s missing?�� Rin thought as she looked at herself in the mirror. She already had her dress on and the gown was hanging on the chair. She normally did not care for trivial things like make-up or a bouquet, or even this dress but she wanted it to be memorable enough so that when Yugo and her looked back they could remember this. She was positive she was making the right choice with Yugo. That he wouldn’t betray her in the future as they both knew each other for a long period of time. But... was this it? Marriage was considered the last stage of life but Rin would have to disagree for if that were true then how come people would get divorced and remarry. 

Rin shivered as she dreaded the thought.

“He won’t leave you.” Rin affirmed. Yugo was not the type of man that would back out of something.

If her future self saw her now would she consider her naive for her action. Rin knew she had the option of divorcing if things got out of hand but was she sure she wanted a life with Yugo? 

“Thang.” Rin heard the sound of a bell and looked around but she saw no bell. Her current marriage wasn’t even in a church but outside near the beach. 

 “Was that...?” Rin said alert to any sound she could hear. She glanced around but there was no bell in the floor nor the desk. Rin sighed as she went to turn back to her reflection in the mirror. She noticed from the reflection a gap of light on her left. 

‘What?’ It was odd as it was just floating there. The gap suddenly appeared larger and Ran turned her head back sensing the light.

“RIN!” Rin heard a masculine voice yell from behind her. A man passing through the gap as he dashed and went to her. Rin became alarmed as the man grabbed her into a tight hug.

“You’re here.” The man said in relief. Ran struggles to get out of his strong grip.

“What are you..” Ran started as she flailed. The man pulled her away and Rin gasped.

“Yugo?!” Rin screamed. The man looked away as if suddenly realizing a mistake he’d made.

“Yeah.” ‘Yugo’ responded rather bashfully. He appeared to be a few inches taller than Rin remembered. ‘Yugo’ turned to back to look at her and grinned. 

“It’s...” ‘Yugo’ started and Ran gave him a tap on the head.

“Now we’re going to have bad luck in our marriage.” Rin yelled. ‘Yugo’s’ eyes widened and he suddenly frowned.

“Chose the wrong date to go back to.” ‘Yugo’ said. Rin raised an eyebrow at that and ‘Yugo’ huffed.

“What do you mean date?” Rin asked. ‘Yugo’ flinched.

“Did I say date? I meant I was looking for dates. You know those fruits that are supposedly healthy and all.” ‘Yugo’ rambled.

“Yugo what are you doing here? What was that light show? And since when have you gotten this buff? Why aren’t you in your suit?” Rin chided him. Yugo groaned. 

“I just wanted to see my wife since she... you... GAH! I just came to give you a hug is all.” ‘Yugo’ shrugged with his hands raised beside him. Ran crossed her arms.

“You can do that after the wedding. You’ll have plenty of time.” Ran muttered. ‘Yugo’ looked down on the floor. 

“Right...” ‘Yugo’ said. Rin noticed his hurt look and was going to question it when he looked back at her.

“Why did you decide to put on make-up?” ‘Yugo’ questioned. Rin crossed her hands.

“I just wanted this to be a special day ‘Yugo’. People like to make certain special occasions memorable.” Rin answered. ‘Yugo’ looked down.

“Yeah... memorable.” Yugo said. Rin noticed that ‘Yugo’ seemed upset.

“Are you having second thoughts?” Rin asked. ‘Yugo’ became shocked before he turned to her with serious eyes.

“No! Out of all the decisions I have made in my life I will never regret you!” ‘Yugo’ shouted. Rin became surprised by his words.

“I should have listened about your concerns with the bike when we were teens. I’m messy and a slob sometimes...I know that dang it!” ‘Yugo’ said as he clenched a fist with his right hand. 

“But... you knew this happened. You knew all along what might happen to you and you just decided to be hush hush about it. I’M YOUR HUSBAND FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! You should tell me these things when they happen!” ‘Yugo’ yelled. Ran looked at him confused.

“What happened?” Rin asked. ‘Yugo’ looked at her with a frown.

“Even if I don’t tell you your smart enough to piece the dots together. You always were the planner.” ‘Yugo’ said disheartened. Rin looked at him confused before he moved to the door.

“I’m going to prep for the wedding.” ‘Yugo’ said as he excited the room leaving a confused Rin behind.

A.N. This got way too long and might be the start of a long fic. Maybe?