#How did one of those get in the wild? I don't know

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Could you pretty please give a creator breakdown of the love cage playlist? I just want to know why you picked the songs you did (besides them all being absolute bangers)

hoo boy i'll try! (the playlist in question)

We'll Meet Again -- obvious

Dream -- very good for their meeting!

Fools Rush In -- Ford is canonically the tastiest Bill bait and Bill is canonically fully fucking aware of this from the beginning. the references to ignoring the danger here felt perfect

Mr. Sandman -- again, Ford is the tastiest tastiest bait

I've Got A Crush On You -- I like to think Bill fell first and fell harder even if he didnt necessarily let it on. Also I love that this song is like "he is kinda ugly tho" it cracks me tf up. I had another that said the same thing but it also implied Ford was stupid and that just couldn't fly

Moonlight Serenade -- I just like it! I wanted the playlist to have instrumental bits spread about and this just seemed like a good place

Falling In Love With Love -- in TBOB Bill talks about love like it's a giant scam. the song has bits about getting burned by it that could make it fit in better later in the playlist, but given this is about the point where it's happening to Bill, I left it here

You Go To My Head -- honestly its more Ford perspective when this is a very Bill persp playlist, but we gotta have a little "you're in my head" as a treat

Tonight May Have To Last Me All My Life -- they only have each other in dreams 🥺 kind of. not really. bill can show up whenever he wants to. but. you know. let me have this.

Sh-Boom -- Life could be dream! This is a portal plan has been started type song to me. It also has that tasty threatening "do what i say" layer to it that I wish more songs in here had

Just One Of Those Things -- I wanted a song with wild energy to imply karaoke night. this particular song implies its something that'll never happen again, and I think bill could be thinking that and then oops

You're Nobody 'Til Somebody Loves You -- we have entered the down-bad just straight in love era. falling for ford causes a shift in priorities. not much of one but like. you know. nothing else is going to matter as much as it did after this

Dream A Little Dream of Me -- i dont need to explain myself

Sleep Walk -- it's just here for the title and I like it!

Fly Me To The Moon -- on god they are gonna explore the universe together

Unforgettable -- this one didn't particularly need to go in this spot, but for the romance i thought it fit here

Half as Much -- there's a level of uncertainty now. things are not all perfect in paradise

Ooo Baby baby -- Bill fucked up

You Always Hurt The Ones You Love -- Bill fucked up 2: no he didn't

You Mean Everything To Me -- baby take me back

Cry Me A River -- actually Fordsy I'm more hurt than you are did you ever think of that. do you know how much I cried

Rain In My Heart -- actually I didn't cry at all

I Wish I Didn't Love You So -- Bill in his feelings. it's all fucked by now

You'll Never Know -- we're talking 30 years here, we can have 2 songs about this

If You Ever Change Your Mind -- Fordsy's gonna come around, how long has it been, like a week?

Don't Get Around Much Anymore -- I think events may have effected Bill's party animal spirit

Till Then -- he's gonna get his party and get Ford back someday, maybe even very soon

Welcome To My World -- oh would you look at that

Mack the Knife -- not a love song! but I thought it suited weirdmageddon vibes nicely with its whole "oh god theres a dangerous criminal in town" shtick. its fun for bill

On The Street Where You Live -- he's been wandering around Gravity Falls via the mindscape for so long but now he's here for real, isn't that wild

It's Been A Long, Long Time -- oh hey there's Ford

Oh Look At Me Now -- Bill's such a humble guy, he only has everything he's ever wanted and isn't that beautiful

Seems Like Old Times -- it's just like things were back then, him and his golden statue of his husband who can't talk to him

Long Ago -- more on that same vibe. I had a bunch of romance songs that couldn't really fit anywhere else so this section kind of lasts a hot minute. but Bill also just partied for days before he tried to get that equation so it's fine

Remember -- hey you used to love me. hey.

Last Night When We Were Young -- hey.

Let's Fly Away -- we could have anything, I could give you anything. in particular i love the line "I'll take up all your time compromising you"

You Made Me Love You -- negging

A Little Cooperation From You -- FINALLY it's time to make that deal. it's just. i can't express how perfectly every single word fits

Don't Look At Me That Way -- so this song is about not wanting to be flirted with in public. however there are other kinds of looks ford can be giving. "If you wanna get home alive, don't look at me that way" ;)

Minnie the Moocher -- to ME... this is bill being like hey ungrateful fuck i could give you anything. the tone works great for the shift into torture

Let's Dance -- just a fun jazzy tune that I thought would be funny placed in the torture section

Something's Gotta Give -- Neither one of them is budging for anything

All or Nothing at All -- Same energy. Bill's not gonna take any less than everything

Stardust -- That's what Bill is by the end of this

You're Gonna Miss Me -- speaks for itself IMO. and Bill's right.

Once In A While -- oh god please miss me

The Things We Did Last Summer -- well I've already explained this one. But let's reminisce on the journey we went through, shall we?

I've gotten some recommendations on the original post that I haven't gone through yet, so perhaps some of this is subject to change! but for right now, that's all of them

[moonthehybrid]

New designs of the Past?

Spoilers for the new life series! As I am giving my opinion and showing designs! So you have been warned

Soooooooo- Past Life am I right?

I'll start with the new designs before I say my thoughts

Since this is past life and some people actually switched their skins, thought I would lean towards that.

Those who have read my past post know Tango's hair wasn't always fire. It actually was normal hair before he had that rage moment in Last Life where his hair turned fully fire. So since this is past life, I made his hair normal, for now of course. As well as his eyes as his eyes only turned red cause of red stone (and he said he hadn't joined during beta) Not much changed with him cause his skin has never really changed from what I've seen in his past vids.

New life series so... New Scott hair style! Bun Scott, bun Scott, bun Scott!! I've always wanted to do a bun and he does kinda have one in Secret life but I call it a small pony tail. So he finally has a bun and braids again! And he has the hoodie from his old skin cause I thought why not. That is pretty much all that changed with him, I couldn't think of much.

Pearl actually did change her skin so hers was easy. Well- Kinda- I hated drawing her hair- Those who watch the episode I don't need to explain much but I kept her wolf aspects. I actually thought of drawing her as moth cause what I used to draw her as but went against it, who knows maybe I'll change it later on.

Grian! Grian is a big one. Instead of going to the past he has gained more and more watcher features. Now covering his extra eyes with his ear wings instead of a mask like he did in Secret and Wild life (cause It was destoryed by Joel) I'll have to see how the seasons go but I do want to add more to him.

Etho! We love Etho. Only thing that changed about him is his right scarred eye. It is fully red, much like Tango, because he uses redstone. So it has gotten to that point yet (he hasn't changed much from years ago-)

These aren't everyone cause I couldn't draw them all in one day. And these aren't finalize designs either! As time goes one their designs will change as well! which I'm sure is what they will do as well.

Anyway, now for my opinion

Last chance to dodge spoilers so don't read if you really don't want spoilers!

As of the episodes, I LOVED them.

I don't think I mentioned this, but this is my first life series I have been here for. I joined in the beginning of the year, like late January, and started with Double life (which is why it's my favorite)

I've always known situations that happened, who died first, and who won.

Going into this blind and not knowing who will win or die is... nerve racking, it really is! But I am so excited to go on this journey.

The mechanic this season was guessable in the teaser but I did not expect it to be so funny! Everyone basically relearning how to play the game is amazing, and Etho and Bdubs were on fire this episode, we love those old men.

The no sprint had many funny moments. The gluten bros, or Impy and Tango, not knowing how to farm and trying to become a bread business was hilarious especially Bdubs getting on Tango nerves about it. And overall everything was hilarious.

Now for teams.

My main POV's are Tango, Impy, Skizz, and Scott.

I have not watched Impy yet but I have watched the other three.

And oh guys... I'm so happy.

There's so many teams this season that I just never knew I needed and now that they're hear I'm mad at myself for never asking for them.

I'm always up for a Impy and Tango team up, but to team up with the red king himself Ren Diggity Dog? Sign me up! I was genuinely so happy and jumped for joy when they asked Ren to join. It's such a group I never expected cause their personalities are so different but that is what makes them fun.

Scott and Etho? once again, a team up I never knew I just needed. I always asked for Joel and Scott but Etho and Scott are so much better! Etho which his old Minecraft knowledge, and Scott with his good PVP and building skills, it's perfect! Mix that with Scar and Bdubs, and duo I wanted again since Limited Life, and I am feed for a good few weeks.

And Skizz and Jimmy. How have I NOT begged for these two? It's perfect! They both have their... interesting ways... of playing Minecraft (nice way of saying they're not good-) and then mixed with Joel and Bigb? It's perfect once again! Jim and Skizz match with their personalities perfectly, Joel is as chaotic as Skizz, and I loved Bigb's and Skizz's team up in Secret Life and always wanted that again.

And then of course there's Grian, Gem, and Pearl.

Finally get an official Gem and Pearl team up (no I don't count Secret Life) and Grian along side them? It's great! And I know it will be chaotic.

And finally Martyn and Cleo, a team up I have been BEGGING for since Double Life. I love divorce quartet but was always sad Martyn and Cleo never fully teamed up. Their personalities match so well especially their humor and it's great to see.

Overall the team ups are great. While I wouldn't mind repeating ones, I'm glad we got some new ones. And I hope these stay! finger crossed!

Sad Lizzie and Mumbo aren't but I can understand why.

And like always and what makes me love the Life Series. I can tell they are all having fun playing this game together and I'm excited to see where it takes them.

Some of my favorite bits

Skizz lying to Gem, Grian, and Pearl saying he's gonna be a jerk and Gem in her sick voice says "You're gonna be a jerk" and her voices cracks half way through and Skizz immediately turns into a dad and says "aww... Gem.."

Tango and Bdubs butting heads the entire episode cause Tango bragged about how much wheat he had and then asked Etho how to plant crops and Bdubs was just not letting up-

Overall Etho becoming such a nerd and old man in this episode. I can tell from his voice he was genuinely so happy and it made me smile alot.

Anytime someone disappeared on another persons screen.

Scott's reaction to the porkchops not stacking

Also his reaction to the crafting situation

And finally his "...what is that..." when he saw something weird in the distant- he sounded genuinely so confused-

Anytime Scott and Etho interacting was fun. The moment I laughed the most is when Etho gets stuck on the fence post and is begging Scott to help him.

We had a Flower husband moment (miss them)

And a Rancher moment (miss them too)

Overall I am so excited for this new season and to see how everything goes and what designs I can come up with!

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WTH ARE THEY FEEDING THE TSHD ANIMATORS?

(before you read it is a little long an I am still learning inglish so sorry for any writing mistakes!!)

Look I got kind of scared in the first episode bcs of the trees but ended up like :0 NO LIKE THE QUALITY OF THE ANIMATION AND THE SYMBOLISM IN THE WHOLE EPISODE WAS WILD

(sorry I can't speak whitout being in upper case) BUT IN THE SECOND ONE...... MY FACE WAS LIKE

first let's talk about the footage angles, THE FRICKING ANGLES. they were so amazing and well positioned that I can't even explain, the animators represented all the mind blowing things perfectly and some scenes are foreshadowing future things in such a quiet and soft way.

both of this scenes were very well made. they aren't yelling at you "I HAVE SOME STRANGE FORESHADOWING HERE" but anyone who just take a look could tell something is important about it, an incredible eye catching tip. may I say even the shadowing was made in porpoise to show us something

in those two scenes the camera position was used to show how strange and mind disturbing it is. there was a LOT more takes like that, and a honorable mention to one of them is when Yoshiki was buying smth at that store before he talked to Kurebayashi. All the conversation with the cashier was shoot in a way that gave me chills, the positions were so disturbing, the animators did a good job at keeping this feeling from manga

but oh god don't get me stated on the bug symbolism. Tshd use a lot of bug symbolism and I think they explore it in such an wonderful way in the anime, I really can't say it's anything other than incredible

and something I just remembered now is the raw chicken scene that was filmed in REAL LIFE. The thing of freakaru (aka "Hikaru") being " beyond the understadable" and his "incides" being pictured in other tipes of animation and even in real life is SO COOL, like man what an genius move. also before they went into the forest (the image on the left), after they entered the camera stops there and you can hear bugs, after some seconds it's like the camera cuts, moves a liiiiittle and you can't hear anything anymore. GUYS I LOVED THIS SO MUCH, there where other moments like this and I enjoyed every single one (kinda remember me of Madoka magica tbh, like the emptiness in some scenes but also crucial to the vibe ykwim)

aaaand last but not least the opening and credits, FIRST OF ALL WHAT THE FCK, SECOND OF ALL WHAT THE FCK! srsly I got so amazed that I started yelling of pure joy (I'm at a hotel rn)

anyway so sorry I didn't say any of my theories or if was missing smth or if I even said something wrong, just wanted really hard to share my joy since no one I know likes tshd

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tell me anything you want to add, I will be happy to know!!

[lime-lorelei]

coming in hot with kagerou project dog/pet owner headcanons because i fucking love dogs

kido tsubomi isn't really a pet person. i think she'd like a reptile of some kind, but i don't see her as the type to own a dog. if she did, however, i think she'd have a shiba inu! i have no real reason for this, i just think she'd gravitate towards them.

seto is THE dog guy. i think he'd have a lot of animals and among them is almost certainly a big dog. i think he'd have a really sweet mastiff or something and they'd be best friends.

kano is a cat person. actually, i think he's the kind of cat person that is a bit uncomfortable around dogs. he'll tolerate the dan's dogs, but he's never that big of a fan of them. HOWEVER, i think there would be one dog that would absolutely steal his heart. someone would get a maltipoo or a shi tzu or something fluffy and low to the ground and it would IMMEDIATELY choose kano as its favorite person. he'd be pretty uncomfortable at first, but eventually he'd come around and spoil the hell out of it.

mary either has a really old and lowkey ugly dog or a super vicious dog. either way, she has small dog owner energy. either she has an old ass japanese chin or chinese crested that looks catatonic (but is healthy, duh, it's just a weird dog) OR it's a jack russel that wants everyone but her and seto dead.

momo has a pug. i just know it. the breed fits her so well. she's a REALLY good owner too! she has the means to make sure that her pug is healthy and she does her best to keep it that way. i also think she'd put it in funny little outfits.

i can't see takane ever owning a dog. she is a cat person all the way. i think if she were to live with haruka, she'd get used to it, but i just can't see her getting a dog of her own volition.

shintaro is the one who gets the cute, fuzzy, low to the ground dog that kano ends up loving. shintaro adores tono and takes care of her so well that i think he'd also like a tiny cute dog. no one would expect him to get such a cute dog at first, but once they think about it more, it becomes super obvious why he would.

haruka is allergic to pet dander, but that doesn't stop him from having a dog. i think he'd have a big dog like a great dane or maybe a dalmation. he'd be careful to get something that doesn't shed a lot.

hibiya is afraid of dogs and will never own one. remember his dad throwing him outside to those wild dogs? yeah that's why. however, i think he'd let his guard down around momo's pug after a while.

hiyori has a vicious tiny dog. it's probably a chihuahua or pomeranian with a huge personality.

ayano has a rescue dog! i think she'd see how many pitbulls are in shelters and she would adopt one. i can sooooo see her with a big, sweet, pittie 🥹

anyways, that is all! feel free to add ideas and headcanons teehee

[eyekoninurarea]

hiii, love the new series im obsessed. 🤭😏 i just have questions about SYRE cuz i love her and i want to keep them in my pocket forever (but then ill have to fight dani and shes my bias 😔😔😔) nyways

does she has long hair? short hair? is it curly? does it change after they debut?

tattos? if yes, small ones like manon and megan?

what about family? or did they grow up in the system? single parent? two parents? (i have thoughts about it cuz it will make a very interesting storyline if she did, also she gives mayor only child, so socially awkward and didnt go out much as a kid)

do they speak other languages? if so which one(s)? (i lwk want it to be spanish cuz im carribean n thats my native language hsjajdfk)

what instruments does she play? is she always making sounds for possible songs?

to the scale of "im shutting down" to "if you even have a hint of perceiving me, i will cry" how anxious is she at meeting KATSEYE?

is she a gamer? reader? both?

sorry if they are too many questions, i just love the story so much and i can't believe that that loser is the most normal one in the entire group like wdym your grabing your member by the ankle like a misbehaving toddler n thats a tuesday for u (((((((・・;). she was so stunned i love her, thank you for giving us SYRE

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first of all, im totally fangirling that someone is giving my fic this much thought and I adore all the questions so prepare for a long answer because im actually feral for questions like these, so thank you 🦨 anon mgmfkckkdd!!!

I'd like to preface this by saying that the idea of naming the reader "SYRE" is basically because I didn't want to use Y/N unless absolutely necessary 👊😭 (the thoughts I'm gonna write are what I imagine when I write this fic)

So for the most part, I try to avoid physical characteristics like hair, skin color, and such. I'd like my readers to be SYRE because SYRE is you and you are SYRE.

For the plot however, you, the reader, is described as masculine so your style, your clothes, the aura you exude is masculine which will become more evident as the chapters go on because if you guys didn't notice, all your members are hyper feminine. HAHAHA 😭. They're all super feminine and they barely have "masculine" presenting clothes, not that clothes have gender but you know. Also due to the fact that your training schedule is borderline abusive actually (I wrote it for comedic effect and to explain what makes SIREN5 different from all other groups), SYRE is going to be described as fit, like athletic type of fit. Between dancing, singing, and working out not to mention playing sports, you're really fucking fit. (daniela is feral) aside from that, I try to limit describing SYRE as much as possible and leave that up to your imagination.

Tattoos are a different story however, I'm sorry for those who don't like tattoos, it's not going to be mentioned often but SYRE does in fact have tattoos. It's mostly references to famous games and other "nerdy" stuff but it's so subtle that those who get it are the only ones who get it. You do in fact have a tattoo of SIREN5's logo (I would draw if I had any artistry). And also you do have a tattoo of your broken compass emblem. I imagine their logo to be a broken oil lamp because their lightstick is quite literally designed to be an oil lamp- but with an LED bulb. I imagine it to be quite funny when the girls are on stage because aside from the fact that instead of the usual lightstick where their fans hold it from the handle below, it's up top instead. They are pretty small though, but the most visible tattoo would be the scissor tattoo on both hands. I will attempt to describe this the best I can, but it's basically etched into the skin in between your pointer fingers and your middle fingers so you can mimic two scissors... scissoring. It's been covered by the staff every day with those skin color putty they use in special effects because they all agree that it's a WILD thing to be tattoed. So the scissors tattoo won't be visible in official sightings but on live is the first time the Sailors (SIREN5 fanbase name) will see your scissor tattoo. (chat am I spoiling too much lol)

I was going to reveal this via an interview but it doesn't hurt the plot for it to be exposed now but the back story for SYRE's family life is that, you have no idea what breed of fish you are (a joke since you're a "siren"), because you were adopted and raised in the Philippines. (I'm Filipino sue me) so even though you spent your WHOLE childhood there, the people around you just knows that something is different about you, and especially being gay in the Philippines, it was a tough thing to really grow there. So the moment you got the chance to go abroad for college, you do. And that's where our story began, with your 3rd year in college, drinking soju in a karaoke bar, belting musicals. I imagine your major to be about music, maybe music production. You're asked in the interview if you'd ever take those tests that show your bloodline and ethnicity and everything but you decline since you feel that it's disrespectful for your parents who raised you. Yes, you're an only child. Your parents were almost always busy with work and were rich so you grew up spoiled but when they gave you the adoption talk, you stopped asking for money too much which made you live quite a frugal life, which greatly disappointed your parents. (they greatly helped during the 4 years of training when your previous label barely had enough to give)

LANGUAGES OH MY GOD. Your native tongue is of course Tagalog, HOWEVER due to having rich parents, it may as well be English. Dual native tongue? Is that a thing 👊😭. And Spanish? Took it in high school, been in love with the language ever since. You're quite fluent in it. (It's an insane turn on for Dani so of course?) (I, the author however, are not the most fluent in it. and I'm insanely distrustful of google translate so if you know a good translation site for it, or if you want to help me yourself, I'd like to incorporate Spanish into this fic in the most respectful way possible.) You also took a French elective in College. Not fluent, but you know some words.

Instruments played are Guitar; both electric and acoustic, Piano, and Bass. (Common instruments learned in the Philippines.)

You don't actually make the sounds for the songs you write, Hana does!!! You mostly write the lyrics with Hana in the room and you just mostly help her and you brainstorm together!! But most rhythms are hers, which is why in the playlist I made in the masterlist, all tunes have almost the same vibes because that's how Hana wants SIREN5 to sound like while the lyrics mostly speak about dangerous, obsessive, possessive love. In this fic, your fans always have your songs in a "dark romance" playlist. And that's basically the theme of SIREN5.

HAHAHAHAHA I WILL SHARE AN EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER 3 THAT WILL ANSWER YOUR QUESTION

“But please pretend none of this happened. Especially not the scratching. Or the counting. Or the internal breakdown. I’d like to start this day over and this time not emotionally detonate in front of my crush, uh… I mean a colleague. Industry peer. Company sister. Fellow idol. Woman I respect very respectfully.”

I imagine SYRE to be a gamer and audiobook enthusiast. Due to your upbringing, you had all the consoles available to mankind and you often listen to audiobooks while gaming. However, I also imagine you to read books but almost never in hardcopy... you're the type to have subscriptions to every known ebook producers and have a specific e-reader gadget. The only "straight" books you have in your library are:

Harry Potter Series

The Entire Universe of Percy Jackson, even the niche side stories.

and Twilight.

The rest?

Gay.

no worries!!! I ADORE the questions, I love talking about the fics that I write. And yes, at the start SYRE is most definitely the most normal one despite being a loser...now? you've been infected and it's Cami's fault. If you have more questions feel free to ask me!!!

[creativecuteness]

Hope you don't mind me putting my own two cents here as A an outsider who wasn't in the fandom and honestly too young to even be apart of it and B has super limited knowledge of the fandom culture and stories, but I want to yap anyway.

I think most people were saltier about the Creepypasta wiki becoming an OC dumping ground more than anything else, we need to remember before Jeff the Killer (Though I'm sure he wasn't the only one.) There was some level of quality control to the stories themselves like Candle Cove, Ted the Caver and I guess the Russian Sleep experiment could count but I'm not 100% certain. But what I'm getting at here is that those were scary they were (Albeit somewhat.) Grounded in reality Candle Cove and Ted the Caver worked they knew story structure and how to trick the audience in an era where the internet was super young. Heck even Lavender Town Syndrome spooked a lot of people despite its flaws but by the time Slenderman, Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned ect came out that seemed to have brought the community into a new era and it seems a lot didn't like the fact minors were beginning to flood the community with their cringy poorly written stories (I say poorly written with love I swear I'm not saying this to be mean.)

Also, another issue I've noticed that even I admit is a minor pet peeve when it comes to any story really this community isn't the only one that does this. Is the fact the authors of their characters began to stack a bunch of mental illness onto their pasta's because it makes them cool, edgy, and as justification for why they became murderers without any research or knowledge when adding them. Examples being Homicidal Liu who is implied to have DID (Which I didn't even know Sully was a thing before the morgue files honestly.) Ticci Toby which from what I've found Tourette's is more than just a stuttering issue, but I'm not a medical expert so don't @ me. I can actually excuse Clockwork a little since she's a trauma/vent OC, but I guess the point lowkey still stands with her. However, I can excuse this to a degree mostly because A most of these examples have been poorly portrayed in media long before the Creepypasta community was established so I can't blame the authors for this and B they were kids of course they wouldn't know they were utilizing harmful portrayals of mental illness which for the record is never an excuse to justifies anyone's insanity it's an explanation yes, it's a contributing factor, but never an excuse.

Other things I noticed that people took issue with was mischaracterization, (Mostly by fans.) shipping, plagiarism, (I don't think I need to explain which stories were.) and over all I guess it boils down to the lack of quality control and the number of minors who began to flood the genre and how oversaturated these stories became. In the end I guess the super old school fans became fed up and blamed Jeff the Killer for it instead of I don't know making a second fandom wiki for the minors to go buck wild with their horror phase and let the main wiki get a deep cleanse and try to create stricter guidelines for quality like the SCP wiki does.

Yes, YouTube didn't help per se, but I don't think they were the true key players that lead to the early fandom's downfall, Is Creepypasta's good yes and no are they the worst online trend heck to the no far from it I can think of like five other trends that were way more harmful than cringy internet stories created by a newbie writer.

Which for the record that's what a lot of stories were written by new writers who haven't grasped the horror genre yet (And trust me not an easy genre to master.)

So yes, I believe there are some creepypasta's that needed to be grounded a bit more realistically and have more thought put into when writing sensitive subject matters. David did a good job with his versions of Toby and Liu (Infact I want to do a deep dive into Liu's DID because while there were some blunders here and there it's the most accurate portrayal of the condition I've come across, as someone who recently looked into it. Not a system by the way I just wanted to make sure Liu and Sully was done right.)

The fanfiction community and the animation mem communities had this issue too, if your story or animation wasn't good, you'd mocked for it and in worst cases be in a cringe comp. Those parts of the internet were pretty judgmental during their heyday. I actually like that there's people who are trying to give these characters a fresh coat of paint because most really do need it. Sure, we shouldn't forget the impact the originals did because again some were good stories or had potential and others were try Hards but guess what we've all been there one point, or another haven't we?

TLDR YouTube wasn't the straw that broke the camels back there were a lot of other people who took issue with creepypasta's becoming an OC dumping ground.

Also, I think Nina as a concept works better than most give credit for.

@deathrockbaby funnily enough, me and one of my mutuals have actually have had a conversation about this. And since it’s been brought up, I wanna talk about it.

YouTubers in the creepypasta fandom ruined a lot for people. And I know that’s a mean thing to say, and it was unintentional, but that’s what happened.

As much as I love David Near and MBK, they unintentionally aided in turning this fandom into a gatekeepy warzone with their more “realistic” opinions and their negative opinions on the fanbase, who need I remind you were and still are mostly filled with MINORS.

It’s fine if you want to turn creepypasta into something more horrifying and realistic, that’s not a problem! The problem is when you essentially do it with a “my way or the highway” attitude. Not to mention hypocrisy.

Like, I love MBK, but hearing him complain about “edgy boy Jeff” when Keaton is a misogynistic corpse with daddy issues that monologues about how bad his life was and uses it as an excuse to kill people/the outdated homophobic jokes and slurs that were used in the audio dramas/the consistent misuse of SA is just… pot meet kettle lmao.

(FYI THIS WAS ALL A LONG TIME AGO. MBK has distanced himself from the creepypasta fandom so DONT use this as an excuse to attack him please and thank you.)

But yeah, a “standard” was unintentionally set. And shit like this happens in the fandom because of it.

Thank you for my Ted talk, that’s all I gotta say lol.

[h4zardousch3micals-m]

My favourite chonky cat

- Rubblestar's name is a play on how they "hit hard enough to turn anything into a pile of rubble".

- Rubblestar is related to Frostpaw and Softpaw (not quite sure how yet, probably an auncle or cousin or something)

- Despite some nasty rumours being spread by cats from other clans, she is not descended from kittypets in any meaningful way

- Rubblestar was the best prey-catcher in all the clans until Foxcatcher came along. He isn't salty about it though - having more skilled cats is great!

[hollowwhisperings]

when you're between hyperfixations and feel your brain drying out even as you try desperately to feed it with older fixations but it won't accept such platitudes it wants something new but no you say i am too tired to think of new things in new ways but yes says your brain i want something shiny and i will not be elaborating further on what that even means

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 59

Chapter; Highlights

His ears still rang with the din of battle, his breath a rasping beat echoed by Aelin.

Atop the blood-slick battlements, their allies and companions around them, Rowan wordlessly passed Aelin the waterskin. She drank deeply, then handed it to Fenrys.

An unleashing and release. That's what the battle had been for his mate.

Hasar at last looked Aelin over. "I heard you put on a show today."

Rowan braced himself.

Aelin turned from the battlefield and inclined her head. "You look as if you did, too." Indeed, Hasar's ornate armor was splattered with black blood. She'd been in the thick of it, atop her Muniqi horse, and had ridden right up to the gates. But the princess made no further comment.

Irritation, deep and nearly hidden, flashed in Aelin's eyes. Yet she didn't speak again-didn't push the princess about their next steps. She just watched the battlefield once more, chewing on her lip.

She'd barely stopped during the battle, halting only when there had been no more Valg left to kill. And in the minutes since the walls had been cleared, she'd remained quiet— distant. As if she was still climbing out of that calm, calculating place she'd descended into while fighting. She hadn't bothered to remove any of her armor. The bronze battle-crown was caked with blood, her hair matted with it.

Chaol's father had taken one look at her armor, at Rowan's, and gone white with rage.

For now. They had bigger things to consider. Things that drove his mate to gnaw on her lip. When Prince Kashin's army might arrive, if they would indeed head northward to Terrasen. If today had been enough to win them over.

"Any nearby are to run here. Those farthest out will have to flee for the forest." Rowan met Aelin's stare. Her hands began shaking.

This cannot end here, she seemed to say.

Panic—panic indeed flared in her eyes. Rowan gripped her trembling hand and squeezed.

But there was no truth or lie that might soothe her. No truth or lie to save the army on the plain.

Something had gone wrong. Something was wrong.

The battlefield stretched into the distance, healers darting amongst the felled bodies with white banners high to indicate their locations. So many. So many dead and wounded. A sea of them.

Elide reached Chaol's side just as Nesryn Faliq leaped atop her beautiful ruk, launching into a dive for the army below. No-the other ruks.

Elide laid a hand on Lord Chaol's shoulder, drawing his attention from where he watched Nesryn fly off. Blood-splattered, but his bronze eyes were clear. And full of terror.

Any message that Yrene had given Elide faded from her memory. "What's wrong?"

It was Aelin who answered, her bloodied armor strange and ancient. A vision of old. "The dam is going to break," the queen said hoarsely. "And wipe away anyone on the plain."

Oh gods. Oh gods.

Elide glanced between them, and knew the answer to her next question: What can be done?

Nothing.

Ruks took to the skies, flapping toward them, soldiers in their talons and clinging to their backs.

"Has anyone warned the healers?" Elide pointed to the white banners waving so far out into the plain. "The Healer on High?" Hafiza was down there, Yrene had said.

Silence. Then Prince Sartaq swore in his own tongue, and sprinted for his golden ruk. He was spearing for the battlefield within seconds, his shouts ringing out. Kadara dipped every few moments, and when she rose again, another small figure was in her talons. Healers. Grabbing as many of them as he could.

Elide whirled to her companions as soldiers began running for the keep, trampling corpse and injured alike. Orders went out in the language of the southern continent, and more soldiers on the battlefield leaped into action.

"What elsewhat else can we do?" Elide demanded. Aelin and Rowan only stared toward the battlefield, watching with Fenrys and Gavriel as the ruks raced to save as many as they could. Behind them, Princess Hasar paced, and Chaol and his father murmured about where they might fit everyone in the keep. Those who survived.

Elide looked at them again. Looked at all of them.

And then asked quietly, "Where is Lorcan?" None of them turned. Elide asked, louder, "Where is Lorcan?" Gavriel's tawny eyes scanned hers, confusion dancing there. "He ... he went out onto the battlefield during the fighting. I saw him just before the khagan's troops reached him."

"Where is he?" Elide's voice broke. Fenrys faced her now. Then Rowan and Aelin. Elide begged, voice breaking, "Where is Lorcan?" From their stunned silence, she knew they hadn't so much as wondered.

Elide whirled to the battlefield. To that endless stretch of fallen bodies. Soldiers fleeing. Many of the wounded being abandoned where they lay. So many bodies. So, so many soldiers down there.

"Where." No one answered. Elide pointed toward the battlefield and snarled at Gavriel, "Where did you see him join with the khagan's forces?"

"Nearly on the other side of the field," Gavriel answered, voice strained, and pointed across the plain. "I—I didn't see him after that."

"Shit," Fenrys breathed.

Rowan said to him, "Use your magic. Jump to the field, find him, and bring him back."

Relief crumpled Elide's chest.

Until Fenrys said, "I can't."

"You didn't use it once during the battle," Rowan challenged. "You should be fully primed to do it."

Fenrys blanched beneath the blood on his face, and cast pleading eyes to Elide. "I can't."

Silence fell on the battlements.

Then Rowan growled, "You won't." He pointed with a bloody finger to the battlefield.

"You'd let him die, and for what? Aelin forgave him." His tattoo scrunched as he snarled again.

"Save him."

Fenrys swallowed. But Aelin said, "Leave it, Rowan." Rowan snarled at her too. She snarled right back. "Leave it."

Some unspoken conversation passed between them, and the hope flaring in Elide's chest went out as Rowan backed down. Gave Fenrys an apologetic nod. Fenrys, looking like he was going to be sick, just faced the battlefield again.

Elide backed away a step. Then another.

Lorcan couldn't be dead.

She would know if he were dead. She would know it, in her heart, her soul, if he were gone.

He was down there. He was down there, in that army, perhaps injured and bleeding out — No one stopped her as Elide raced inside the keep. Each step limped, pain cracking through her leg, but she didn't falter as she hit the interior stairwell and plunged into the chaos.

She had made him a promise.

She had sworn him an oath, all those months ago.

I will always find you.

Soldiers and healers fled up the stairs, shoving past Elide. The shouting was near-deafening, bouncing off the ancient stones. She battled her way down, sobbing through her teeth.

I will always find you.

Pushing, elbowing, bellowing at the frantic people who ran past her, Elide fought for each step downward. Toward the gates.

People screamed, a never-ending flood surging up the stairs. Still Elide pushed her way down, losing a step here, another there. They did not even look at her, even try to clear a way as they flowed upward. It was only when Elide lost another step that she roared into the stairwell, "Clear a path for the queen!"

No one listened, so she did it again. She filled her voice with command, with every ounce of power that she'd seen the Fae males use to intimidate their opponents. "Clear a path for the queen!"

This time, people pressed against the walls.

Elide took the small opening, and screamed her order again and again, ankle barking with every step down.

But she made it. Made it to the chaotic lower level, to the open gates teeming with soldiers. Beyond them, bodies stretched into the horizon. Warriors and healers and those bearing the wounded rushed toward any stairwell they could find.

Elide managed all of five limping steps toward the open gate before she knew it would be impossible. To cross the field, to find him on the endless plain, before that dam burst and he was swept away. Before he was gone forever.

He was not dead.

He was not dead.

I will always find you.

Elide scanned the gates, the skies for any sign of a ruk that might carry her. But they soared to the upper levels, crawling with soldiers and healers, some even depositing their charges onto the mountain face itself. And at ground level, none would hear her cries for help.

No soldiers would stop, either.

Elide scanned the other end of the gates' entryway.

Beheld the horses being led out from their stables by frantic handlers, the beasts bucking at the panic around them as they were hauled toward the teeming ramps.

A black mare reared, her cry a sharp warning before she slashed her hooves at the handler. Lord Chaol's horse. The handler shrieked and fell back, barely grasping the reins as the horse stomped, her ears flat to her head.

Elide did not think. Did not reconsider. She limped for the horses and the stables.

She said to the frantic handler, still backing away from the half-wild horse, "I'll get her." The man, white-faced, threw her the reins.

"Good luck." Then he, too, ran.

The mare Farasha-yanked so hard on the reins that Elide was nearly hurled across the stones. But she planted her feet, leg screaming, and said to the horse, "I have need of you, fierce-heart." She met Farasha's dark, raging eyes. "I have need of you." Her voice broke.

"Please."

And gods above, that horse stilled. Blinked.

Horses and handlers streamed past them, but Elide held firm. Waited until Farasha lowered her head, as if in permission.

The stirrups were low enough thanks to Lord Chaol's long legs that Elide could reach them. She still bit down on her shout as her weight settled on her bad ankle, as she pushed, and heaved herself into Farasha's fine saddle. A small mercy, that they had not even had time to unsaddle the horses after battle. A set of what seemed to be braces hung from its sides, surely to keep Lord Chaol stabilized, and Elide unhooked them. Any weight, anything to slow her, had to be discarded.

Elide gathered the reins. "To the battlefield, Farasha."

With a whinnying cry, Farasha plunged into the fray.

Soldiers leaped from their path, and Elide did not stop to apologize, did not stop for anyone, as she and the black mare charged toward the gates. Then through them.

And onto the plain.

[maliro-t]

as a bona fide vaxleth lover i am more confused than ever about how they are portrayed on the animated series i'm not gonna lie 😭

[bonefall]

Is there beef with the Holstein cows and you or what was that joke lol

It's kind of wild It's just never come up on this blog before, but I HATE holsteins. Bottom 10 cow breeds for me. I hate how they're so common they account for the majority of milk produced. I hate that they're the "default" cow to the point where some don't even know cattle HAVE other colors. I hate their tiny horns (IF THEY EVEN HAVE THAT. LOSER ASS HORNLESS COW) and their painfully massive udders.

Legit I'm trying so hard to not launch into a No Mouth Must Scream style AM speech-- shoot my hand slipped.

(AM speech about why i dont like holsteins below the cut)

For starters, I have to give a brief lesson on what these terms mean; the "Holstein" is the American strain of the "Frisian" breed. Frisians are an ancient breed from Frisia, in the north of what we now consider the Netherlands. Crosses between the breeds are "Holstein-Frisians."

(There’s even more to this but im keeping it as simple as possible. Also one of my friends is Frisian and she is probably going to kill me for describing it like that.)

Historically, livestock was adapted to the environment they lived in. Frisians were bred by the Frisii people for hundreds of years in extremely grass-rich, lush, flat environments. The "polders" of the northern parts of the Netherlands. They're huge and eat a LOT of food.

Traditional Frisians were developed to produce as much meat and milk from a single individual as possible, without compromising the health of the cattle with constant inbreeding to get quick gains. We are talking about a breed that is over 2000 years old. They had the perfect environment to make The Ultimate Food Cow and by god they did it. I can respect that.

So, take that, drag it across an ocean to a place that does NOT have polders, and add the rapid enshittification of capitalism to it. BAM you've got a fucking holstein.

There is ONE goal for "improving" the holstein. Make More Milk. As long as the black and white milkbag leaks enough, nothing else matters. Health? Fertility? Feed ratio? Ability to not die of infection? WHO CARES. MILK LINE GO UP.

Over 90% of holsteins are inbred to start with, because Milk Line Go Up. To the tune of having an average COI of 8%-- where extreme negative effects (think Hapsburgs) start to crop up around 10%

Holstein bulls are aggressive bastards (many dairy bulls are), so no one wants to keep intact males in their herds, meaning most cows are artificially inseminated

Not being limited by the natural lifespan of a living bull means that the same stud can keep having direct offspring for decades after his death

Toystory the bull had 500,000 calves before he died, and hit over 1 million offspring in 2015. That's ONE animal and to put this in perspective, there are 9 million holsteins in the US.

DON'T WORRY IT GETS WORSE

Not only can 99% of holsteins be traced back to just two bulls-- 99% of male holsteins share one of two exact Y chromosomes with those two bulls.

The gene pool is so small that it's equivalent to about 60 individuals. Warrior Cat allegiances are larger than that. That's barely bigger than modern ThunderClan.

"Massive lack of genetic diversity" does not begin to capture the existential dread of this situation. Mark my words, WATCH, when the Bird Flu finally mutates a strain that rips through a mammalian population, it's gonna be in the USA and it's going to be through our dairy cattle.

This is not prophecy or me laying a curse on the land, this is the natural consequence of basing the stability of US milk production on the equivalent of 9 million clones of two classrooms worth of individuals, and then packing them in close quarters

And we don't have to wait for doomsday for the impacts to be apparent on the cattle themelves

Holstein fertility has also dropped by half since the 1960s when the intensive inbreeding really kicked into high gear

Because their whole body is dedicating all of their resources to milk production, they have a notoriously "bony" frame.

Show judges, however, like this because they think that's a very "feminine" look for a 1600 pound ruminant. Very normal thing to think.

Like. I don't know if i can communicate this to people who don't look at cows a lot (it's not quite as obviously dramatic as a pug skull) but here is a comparison of an "ideal" show holstein and an "unselected" holstein from a herd that's been established as a sort of "control group" for what they looked like back in the 1960s;

The way that the artery on the "modern" cow's belly runs to the udder like a big pink worm freaks me out the most ngl

The udder also bulges out from between the back legs

The show cow is so thin

And then compare these both to a Holstein-Frisian cross who leans more on the Frisian side;

Proper weight, developed legs. Its biggest "problem" is actually just the udder shape-- deep udders, which "hang" low like that, aren't optimal for milk-focused breeds because the higher away from the ground the less chance there is of infection. In that department, the "unselected" holstein clearly outclasses the holstein-frisian.

But it probably won't be surprising to hear that the "show holstein," with its massive, swollen udder, is SUPER prone to infections such as mastitis.

But it is also just more prone to getting sick generally

And, to keep up with these insane demands, holsteins need a TON of food. You aren't going to just turn these things out into a pasture and be done with it. Even its ancestor the Frisian needed premium Dutch polder grass to be such a good cow-- crank that up to 11 with these Monuments to Humanity's Hubrice

The Texas Longhorn developed in semi-feral conditions and can eat a bush to become the best thing in a 10 mile radius. The Scottish Highland was iron-forged in upland moors with a steady diet of turf and rain.

Meanwhile if a Holstein has less than 5 homemade meals a day without poland spring bottled water it will die to death.

And the WORST part? You have to use these if you want to make money in dairy farming. It's WAAY too expensive to just run a suboptimal farm. Their milk isn't great, but they sure do make a lot of it.

...so Holsteins and Holstein-Frisians (and other "super efficient" breeds) have absolutely decimated heritage cattle. The American Milking Devon is a deep reddish brown with gorgeous horns and low maintenance; rare. Randall Linebacks are painted with lines of white speckles down the back and can be used for any purpose; critically endangered. The Niata was a pug-faced cow who could fight jaguars; extinct.

And THAT'S what makes me hate them most of all. I LOVE cows, but whenever I see a reference to one, it's a holstein. It's always boring black and white splotches with big pink udders. They're practically synonymous with "cow" when their homogeniety is actually hiding much cooler breeds from you.

Did you know cows can be tiger-striped?

And that England has its own type of longhorn?

Or that cow horns can twist upwards like an antelope?

And that they can have REALLY LONG ears?

And that they can be blue?

And that's not even getting into some of the cows that have gotten a small crumb of attention lately, such as Highlands, Ankole-Watusi, and Texas Longhorns. There's so many cool cows out there! And they're all really different from holsteins! MOST of them are also a lot healthier and produce tastier milk and meat!

TL;DR yeah i don't like holsteins and I like sniping at them. For reasons both legit and petty.

[trans-soapberry]

I think the Kirby series deserves another anime, but I struggle to identify what exactly I'd want from a new adaptation. The original is what it is, y'know, I don't feel too strongly like it committed any egregious sins against the franchise. Dedede's characterization... I get the need for a Typical Villain and I don't think there were many good characters (then or now) to get for the mix of Comical and Reliable you need for a serialized show (the way Bowser, Eggman, or Team Rocket worked for their series). It's definitely sad to see him have such a wildly different character that weighs him down the way it does, but I can't think of an Easy Fix. And that doesn't even touch on the way Game Dream/Pupupuland and Anime Dream/Pupupuland differ in their setting, or the way any dub would have to find a way to Exist when people are gonna compare it to the 4Kids dub. Love it or hate it, it was Something, and any dub would have to choose if it wanted to take inspiration or go its own way (both with their own risks). And then you contend with the existence of the anime original characters.

Honestly, I'd probably say my ideal pick would be a Remake (I guess in the vein of Adventure/Nightmare in Dreamland or Return To Dreamland/Deluxe type of update?) Keep the basic characters and story roughly the same, probably tweak the setting so it's a bit more game like, and focus on something that feels similar but takes account of the general series progression and works with that (even if not everything in the game gets adapted, at least picking and choosing from what the games offer)

[midnightwind]

my friend just explained how the Investigations work in Wilds and I am going to start foaming at the mouth real quick-

[muntitled]

Playtime

Pairing: Nam-gyu x fem!reader

Summary: You weren't ready to kill anyone in Hide And Seek, thank God he's there to help

Warnings: Language, Blood, Gore, Violence, Religious Trauma, Murder, Mentions of Rape Dark Fic, Smut (+18, mdni), Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Dub/Con, PiV, Rough Sex, Blood Play, Ingesting Bodily Fluids, Dom!Namgyu, Sub!Reader, Mutual Masturbation, Spitting, Dirty Talk

A/n: I'm not responsible for the media you consume

Nam-gyu could taste colours.

He's quite sure that if he jumped off a high enough ledge, he'd fly.

Ever since they entered the gameroom with its low ceiling and labrinth streets, he's been on a bender unlike any other. A bender he's struggling to enjoy in its entirety because something almost akin to a conscience has been niggling away at him ever since he ran into you during Hide and Seek.

He was straddling a corpse, playing in its blood while Myung-gi called for him to hurry up.

You'd run into the same alley. You and your frightened eyes and your red vest clean of blood. He'd been smiling but that's because his face couldn't conjure up any other expression even if he tried.

And he did try.

He tried stepping towards you. Only to show you how to properly hold that knife you carried with such uncertainty.

But you'd already fled.

He knew you didn't have it in you to kill anyone.

That's why he was doing this. He was a good boyfriend.

"I don't get why we can't just kill it" Myung-gi watches with displeased eyes as Nam-gyu drags the living body of a middle aged man through the

He's stalling their movements significantly trying to pull the man whose own legs have no use for him now. Nam-Gyu made sure they weren't working. He made sure the man could not run. But he also made sure the man wasn't dead.

Nam-gyu's still twitchy, from the pills and from all the blood. It could've been so easy to stick another knife inside a hot body- it would've been way more fun. But then he thought of you. Your wide eyed gaze. Your trembling hand around the whimsical dagger.

That's when he stopped himself. That's when he whispered, to the frightened old man in the blue vest, “I'm not gonna be the one to do it,”

He could've killed this man. He could have watched the knife sink right through his blue vest.

He giggles to himself. Thinking about those corpses and their doll-like eyes. Their comatose little bodies. The fear. The peace.

"Thing is," he's speaking without noticing he's speaking. Nam-gyu drags the man through the ground like he's lugging a sack of potatoes. Like they don't have 15 minutes left in the game.

The man is either infuriatingly heavy or Nam-gyu's too high- it's proving to be a Herculean task even with his two hands on the collar of the old man's shirt. Myung-gi doesnt slow down his very serious gait but he cranes his ear back. "I kinda... like," Nam-gyu giggles to himself, still trying to find the space between reason and hallucination, "I kinda fucked things with my girl when I-" he rolls his eyes, "killed that bitch Se-mi," he groans as he pulls the man closer to an already open door. A dead end. "So now I kinda have to make up for that. You're in love too, you get it."

"You dont know what love is," says Myung-gi and before Nam-gyu enters the dead end door he looks at the man, chest rising snd falling from all that heavy lefiting. "Why would you say something so hurtful- and so true?"

"Why are we stopping here-"

"Tonight I'm gonna need her." Nam-gyu says, kicking the metal door further open to reveal you cowering in the corner of a dimly lit room. Dragon flies are painted across the wall and yet you're crouched like a shy little beetle in the corner. Nam-gyu nearly stops himself from cooing.

"I get antsy at night." He says, turning back to Myung-gi who regards you with a pitiful gaze. "Im so sick of jerking off-"

"Stop talking."

"I needed to get her a gift." Nam-gyu gestures wildly at the old man he's lugged across the streets, the man with wild eyes and broken legs.

He drops the man's collar and the blue vest's head hits the ground with a loud thud.

Nam-gyu's already walking towards you in the corner.

"Here, babe, I've brought you a gift-"

You're out of it. Spiraling. Cradling your legs. Trying to tell yourself this was never supposed to be about hurting others. It was only supposed to be about surviving. And now, here you were, face-to-face with the very reason you're in these games anyway.

"What am I supposed to do with him, Nam-gyu."

"Isn't it obvious?" He crouches down in front of you. Over Nam-gyu's shoulder, you notice his accomplice, player 333 looking immeasurably ill.

"Kill him, silly," as soon as Nam-gyu's words drop, Player 333 steps out of the room, murmuring lowly under his breath. Soon its just you, an old man pleading for his life and Nam-gyu.

You're shaking your head when your eyes meet that of the man you're supposed to kill.

Round.

Wide.

His fight or flight activated and going crazy. Someone who's prepared themselves for their own impromptu death.

Nam-gyu, still crouching in front of you, drags your face back to him by the tip of his finger.

He's blood soaked and crazy but familiar. His presence grounds you.

"I'd rather they gun me down-" the words dont leave your mouth before hes clamping your mouth shut with his hand. His mood is like a switch. Gone is his smile.

"Dont do that." He says, "babe, don't do that- I fucking killed that bitch, Se-mi, now you wanna suffer the same fate?"

Your words are muffled through his mouth but your tears spill over his hands "We're all going to hell anywayI-" your mind is flooded with Bible verses. Church sermons. All of them from your childhood. All of them condemning you. They're kickstarting a wave of panic and regret and shame and you're falling. You're drowning.

"Babe," he cradles your face once more, his thumbs drifting over yojr tear streaked cheeks, "Hell? We're already here. This is it, okay? I'm just gonna need you to be a big girl and do this one big thing for me." You look over his shoulder and you see the man's eyes, pleading. He could've tried to crawl to the door. He could've tried. But he's smart enough to know when he's right between the predator's jaws."

"What did you have out there, Princess? Hm?" Nam-gyu's still cradling your face like a baby. His bloodshot eyes are still gazing down at you like you hung the moon. His hands are trembling and he's leaving blood on your cheeks but you listen.

"A junkie boyfriend who left me in crippling debt?" You ask,

"Ok, I deserved that-"

You've avoided Nam-gyu since the lights out massacre. Since he lost himself to this place. And now, here you were, needing reassurance from the worst possible voice of reason. His eyes tracked your movements ever since hide and seek began. It was almost like a mirror of when you two were dating outside the games. The only difference is, he had been the liability then, with the shifty eyes, you'd save him...

This time he promised he'd save you.

"But you forgot something," he leans in closer until his lips graze your ear. For once you're feeling something other than fear. Other than existential doom. When he whispers his next words, gone is all hope for your humanity.

"That asshole who raped you," his voice is gentle, "Made you loose your job? I killed him."

Your brows furrow and you try to pull back but he's smelling your hair now, patting down on your braids like you mean something to him. Like you're a thing he's enjoying playing with.

"You what?"

"Yeah babe, you think I'd let him rape you and get you fired? I was a shit boyfriend, yes. But I loved you out there, and I love you in he-"

In between his words that resurrected all the ghosts of the outside world, everything that landed you in this hell in the first place, you'd detangled yourself from his limbs. By the time Nam-gyu finished his confession- about the disappearance of your boss right after you lost your job- your knife was already digging clean through the blue players vest, already unwrapping Nam-gyu's little present.

Just one kill and it saved you from yet another game.

You're out of it

Unable to look away.

The world is still.

The knife feels stable, like it's being held between two boulders.

You now know what it feels like to kill someone but before you can really drown in it, you hear his voice boom behind you

“Jesus fuck! That was so hot, did you see its eyes?!” He's pacing on unsteady feet across the room,” biting at his fingernails before crouching down beside you.

“Babe you need to see its eyes when you do it, that's the best part fuck-” you watch with wide eyes as something foreign overtakes Nam-gyu's entire being. You'd only seen him like this one other time. The lights out massacre. When he stabbed that girl over and over.

Now he's trying to open the eyelids of a corpse, as if you weren't sitting there.

“Fuck, he's already gone,” hes slapping at the corpses cheek but yku look down at your blood soaked hands bleeding heavily.

“It's okay,” he says, speaking louder than he needs to, “It's okay, Princess, we'll get another one-” You're about to protest but he's already standing up, dragging you off the floor in the process. His hands are cold and trembling in yours.

His lips are dry and warm as they pepper kisses all over your face.

“Which means-” more and more kisses- and maybe even a lick- “we have ro be really quick yeah?”

“Quick with what-”

He's already pulling his pants down far enough to pull himself out and your eyes widen as you step back. His pupils are blown. Two obsidian orbs, like the death in the room was another pill to him

“Y-You wanna have sex now?” You gesture wildly, “Here?”

He steps closer until he's completely made your personal space, his own. You turn your head away but he's breathing right against your cheek, plastering his body to you, “I need to fuck you,”

“Gyu-” he's twitchy and his words are slurred, and he's grinding against you with the urgency of a desperate man.

“Please-” he pushes your hair away messily, kissing up the side of your neck, “Play with me just for a bit, hm? Look at how pretty you look with all that blood on you-fuck-” he chuckles lowly, bringing your hand down until you're wrapping it around his exposed cock. “I nearly came watching you do it…” he whispers, squeezing your hand around his cock, “C'mon there's no one here…”

“There's a corpse right there-”

“He's not here anymore.” he's stroking himself using your hand. A part of you wishes you'd be more disgusted. A part of you wishes your moral code was still intact. But the body betrays. And right now your cunt is leaking while your boyfriend with his wild eyes jerks himself off with your hand, as if you were an object. “C'mon, please,”

You're not even sure why his asking anymore. His other hand is already mapping out the contours of your hips, already slipping under your shirt to paw at your breasts

You gasp when he pushes himself between your legs humping frantically against you as he pebbles your nipple between his thumb and index.

“Need it so bad, Princess, please,”

Your hand around his cock isn't even moving anymore, his hips are pushing forward in an act that has your mind slipping.

“I could fuck you like this,” he mumbles, “-without actually fucking you…”

You moan out loud, back arching off the wall, “I swear I'd cum,” he says, “That's how bad I want it-”

“Are you… Nam-gyu are you high?” You try to grapple onto reason with both hands because you were sinking fast. Your eyes were heavy lidded and you were jerking him off now on your own accord.

“Mm, and horny, babe I need it. Don't tell me you don't need it-”

“He spits on his hand before making it disappear through the waistband of your sweats-”

“Jesus this pussy-” in your hand, his cock twitches, right when his cold fingers make contact with your cunt, slick with its own arousal.

“Y-You're disgusting-” you try to say. As if your hips weren't rolling against his hand, as if you didn't drag your hand up and down the length of his shaft.

“Only for you-” his eyes roll back, “I'll be whatever you want me to be,” he says before dipping down to whisper. “I'd live inside you if I could-” That alone has your mind descending further and further into this pit of hellfire you're both swimming in.

“That's it,” his hand rubs circles around your clit. Fast, demanding circles that have you wincing, “Your pussy wants me so bad. You want me so bad I’m- fuck-” Its like he’s not talking to you and that alone makes you delirious.

“Gonna let me cum inside?”

Right when you're on the edge of it all, right when your about to cum, it stops. He's pulling your pants down- slotting himself messily between his legs before he brings his hand under your mouth.

“Spit.” He says, “Spit for me baby quickly.”

You do.

And when he uses it to lube up his cock your head hollows itself of all reason. You need him just as badly and soon, you're bucking upwards, guiding his cock in.

Through the slightly open door, your heart screams. Helpless, violent screams, and for a moment you delude yourself into believing you really have died and gone to hell.

But now the head of his cock is slicing right through you. He stabs you with it, slamming himself in until he's fully sheathed inside you. Your hand paws at his back. You wish he was shirtless so you can sink your nails into his back. Bring him closer. Until you've consumed him whole.

“You're pussy's so good- fuck. Between this, and the pills… Don't know which is better, baby-” he's already fucjing you at a quick and desperate pace against the wall. He lifts your leg up by hooking a hand under your thigh, only slotting himself in deeper.

With his other hand, he lifts the knife up. He lets it glint under the fluorescents. He lets you see it

“I could hurt you too.”

There's no rule that says I can't. I could make you all pretty with your eyes all empty. He presses the knife to the side of the neck as he fucks you, his eyes keenly zeroed in on your hot, sweating dark skin against the pointed tip. His cock oozes precum inside you.

“But your eyes are already pretty, yeah? My pretty baby

“Gyu- I'm gonna cum-”

“Fuck-”

He tilts the knife a little too deep, until a single bead of crimson dots your throat. You don't notice but he does.

“Im gonna cum inside you,” he says, fucking you harder against the wall. You nod, and when he dips his head between your neck to lick that bead of your blood, you feel his cock twitch inside you.

“Wanna taste you, your pussy, your skin, your blood- fuck-”

He's shooting his load inside you as he spews his unholy vitriol. It fills and then it spills and you're creaming around him as you slip into your own orgasm. It muddies your head and you cry out clutching at him like you want him completely inside you..

The door opens.

A blue vest, stops and stares at you two with wide eyes, before shuffling out.

You're both breathing heavily, both on a high that feels impossible to come down from. He's tracing patterns with the knife on your skin and you know next time he cuts you it won't be an accident.

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A second look at the human fucker community on monster tumblr

🧜‍♀️ Hermaid Follow

After a while you start to notice some trends in how people talk about fucking their hoomans

Vampires: This is Brother Reginald Regicus Regicum who I slowly corrupted and tempted with earthly desires across several long years until he became a creature of the night like myself. We're throwing his one year vampirization party in a month, here's the invite, if you don't come it's a personal insult, to me.

Orcs: This is Himby the Himbo who I snagged in some raid I did because I got bored on my way to the grocery store. It's funny when I make him wear cat ears.

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Demons: These are Sir Good and Sir Goody. I make them wear matching collars because of how they were all but boyfriends before I enthralled them with my dark magic. You noticed their matching collars right?

Werewolves: You'll never believe this, but my human Stucky, who used to be called Lady Stuck Up, was actually a repressed and stuck up person before I helped her embrace her wild side TM.

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Naga: ...Anyway after spending 400,000 years praying I finally met the human who is the love of my life and we recited mantras together, after 200,000,000 years of this we began to *blushes* hold hands and then the gods...

Other kinds of dragons: This is King Dragonslayer the Unfucked. I use him as a display stand for my jewels when not fucking him.

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🐙 WetterThanYou Follow

Showing the humans parts of their world they've never seen (the depths).

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🐎 Seventaur-deactivated20230527 Follow

Man humans really are such pathetic creatures

🐎 Seventaur-deactivated20230527 Follow

Stop reblogging this as a human fucker post! I advocate for exterminating those pests! It's literally in my bio! Human Fuckers DNI!

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Hey OP we need to 'talk' IRL. Don't bother turning on your location, I already know it.

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🐺 HereWolf Follow

Seeing elves in human fucker communities is always such a "bro thinks he's on the team" moment. Oh yeah you're so different from humans with your pointy ears and... oh right that's literally it.

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Elves are like humans but lame and pretentious, even lame and pretentious humans are better. Eying a 'human' only to notice pointy ears is like biting into a blueberry muffin thinking it's a chocolate muffin, if blueberries tasted like shit.

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If it makes you feel better I fuck both humans and elves, just got back from a raid where I scored plenty of elves to make into my obedient little whores.

🧝Elfeven Follow

That doesn't make me feel better.

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🦅Feathery Follow

Finally going to an actual human town. What do human eggs look like? Don't want to cause any problems by mistake.

🦋 Gregory-Grigori Follow

People on this webbed site will really just say anything about hoomans huh?

🐂 No-Yournotaur Follow

OP, humans don't lay eggs. It's weird that you thought they did. They're mammals.

🦅Feathery Follow

I thought they were like platypi no need to get up my ass about this

🐂 No-Yournotaur Follow

Okay you know what fair.

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🦋 Gregory-Grigori Follow

I'd say good morning, but I didn't wake up with a beautiful human on each side of me so actually it was yet another mid morning.

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Click here for part 1 and here for part 3 and here for the Christmas special

[zoekrystall]

I started to bash on german the better I got in english especially regarding dubs (didn't help I was a stereotypical pretentious annoying lil kid) and I am so glad it was likely really just a kid phase bc I am rewatching detective conan in german (and once I hit where they're not getting dubbed anymore I switch to sub bc I do dislike names getting anglicized and I am very glad the ger dub kept the og japanese names, exceptions when I grew up w the anglicized names) and it is so so comfy. The dub is also just plain good imo and the voices are so nice to hear again I am so glad I found a site that got shows in german (ty katrielle layton anime for apparently only being available in japanese and german and me deciding "well I can speak german so why not check it out", nice voice acting but not up my alley).

I do still usually keep away from eng by anime bc I am a sub over dub person and I find most... not that good.. but I stopped to play part in the debate bc I'm sure all VAs try their best. Not for me but if you like em I'm happy for ya. And also in ger it is hit or miss when the og language is eng do I stick to that which is usually the case. Idk if it is just my perception or if it really did but german dubs kinda worsened but who knows maybe I just catched the ones w bad production on that part (reg ops we got nice ones but I was happy to learn others learned abt the one we got for naturo bc. yeah). Like purely anime speaking I think the cartoons and shows on tv are fine. Minus julien bam as sonic in the movies I still can't get over that but no hate towards him I just find the youtuber as voice actor thing always baffling no matter which language (also dislike the celebrity bias in every country. yes that person is famous but do they actually fit that role + voice acting and actor require different skill sets).

I think I started to bash so much on ger bc "og language always better" and sometimes yeah and I do watch if possible in the og w subs so nothing gets lost (that doesn't have to) but where that opinion makes a turn for the worse is if you start to become pretentious about it and everyone who chooses another option is somehow worse than you. Counts for every opinion that obv isn't debating human life. Honestly I adore polls but that's also why people need to zip it with their snarky comments in the answers or also on quizzes, I do have to admit those where op smacks (right answer) or smth on the one that almost no-one clicked on are funny to see though. A bit of banter is fine imo but there are some that are just really not necessary.

Anyways it is kinda funny how I thought one piece would surely get me into anime again bc I do adore it since like kindergarten and it'll forever be in my heart but nope detective conan it is. Ig the aspect of finding out together who the culprit might be is fun next to being able to do other things meanwhile bc I don't have to read. I think I got into conan at age 14? 15? Feels like decades ago though. I don't think I really understood why others rewatch things until now. Like I got it like yeah comfort but not the extend. I always tried not to rewatch bc "I got so much stuff I can't waste time with the same" (<- has replayed okami a lot on wii and now switch while having gaming backlog since forever, replayed bratz the movie on ps2 almost yearly as kid, etc) but I luckily start to go into "who cares" mode fully and it's really nice. I truly get it now.