#I'm pretty bitchin' huh?

[synchrobeetle]

checked out the ob64 tag here but still not a lot there, sadly. i'll at least add to it a bit. some of my favorite one-offs there

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

A/N ::: Just read some great Toji stuff and got a little inspired to type some stuff out.

C/W ::: Mmmehhhh, drinking (beer), brief violence, homemade porn, oral M->F, I think that's it. If I missed anything and you just can't, tell me and I'll fix it.

WC ::: Just over 1,700

Toji had been pissing you off and pushing you to your near breaking point for weeks now. He was the most demanding man you had ever had the displeasure of knowing.

But you two didn't just know each other. You moved in with him about 4 months ago. He was so sweet and thoughtful. And he fucked you so good every night, every morning, whenever you wanted. Never asking for anything in return. The two of you would often go out to dinner and he'd always grab the bill before you had a chance to blink at it. Sometimes he'd bring you a little something he saw that made you pop into his mind. Just a little, thoughtful gift.

But these last few weeks, you've done all you can not to kill the man you've grown to love.

"Babe!"

"I'm right here, Toj'. You don't have to scream." You said, obviously annoyed.

"Yeah, I know you're right there. Grab me a beer, huh?" He couldn't even be bothered to turn and look at you while he was speaking. What you wanted to do was grab two beers. Keep one for yourself to calm your nerves after you'd thrown the other one at his head and had to answer questions from the police while they nodded their heads sympathetically to you giving them a recounted play by play of how you murdered your lazy ass boyfriend with a can of unopened beer.

"Sure. Let me just finish scrubbing the sink out, swiffering the floor, wiping down the counters and cupboards, cleaning out the fridge and taking out the gar-"

"Fuuuckkk, woman. Quit your bitchin'. I'll get the goddamn beer myself. Wouldn't want ya to get that pretty little head of yours overwhelmed. Now would we?" He got up from his favorite chair in the living room and you could tell that he was already well on his way to being drunk.

You didn't move from your spot on the way to the fridge. Toji simply picked you up and turned your body to where he was standing, essentially switching places with you.

"I KNOW you're not going to walk on my drying floor. Tojiiii," you whined. "What the fuck, man? I finished that like 5 minutes ago. Why are you walking on it with your big ol' dirty feet?" He shrugged his broad shoulders and kicked back a smile that still made you weak in the knees and sticky between the legs.

"Dun'no. Maybe I'm trying to piss you off, baby cakes." He stood right in front of you and bent over so his lips were centimeters from yours. His curious green eyes staring you down, knowing full well you were softening under his gaze. "Baby. Don' be too mad at me." He pouted, bottom lip brushing softly against yours. "I can't help it. I'm not the most conscientious tool in the shed."

You laughed, "Did you just call yourself a tool? Because I second that no- AH! Fuck, Toj- Toji!" He bent over and hoisted you up over his right shoulder, not spilling a drop of his beer. "Put me down. I'm not playing right now."

His right hand came down hard on your ass cheek and it made you yelp out in pain. You were only wearing an old t-shirt of his and a pair of panties. And he often didn't hold back when he was 'disciplining' you. You brought your left hand up and around to try and rub the sting away.

"Uh-uh, sweets. You remember that the next time you want to get all high and mighty with me in my own house. Fuckin' talk to me like that. Teach you a lesson. You smart ass … little shit."

Toji carried you down the hallway to the bedroom and flopped you down onto the bed. You bounced a couple of times before your body settled into the plush bedspread.

"I'm so not in the mood for this shit, Toji. Now move, I have shit to do."

"Mm-mm, doll. Get in the mood for it." He put his right knee onto the edge of the bed and palmed at his cock through his low hanging sweats. Licking the scar on the right corner of his mouth. You noticed that was a habit of his: Whenever he was horny, he always licked that little spot. It would be futile to admit that it worked wonders on your pussy. It turned you on every single time he flicked the tip of his tongue against it.

"Nope. Not happening, mister."

His hands grabbed your ankles and pulled them toward him, forcing your legs to open and expose your dampening panties.

"Uh-oh, your body is telling me a different story." His quirked eyebrow made you want to punch him in the damn face. "Looks like my baby girl's pretty wet already."

"Shut up. Don't look at me. Don't touch me." You tried to hide your face from his view. But Toji didn't let you. He reached over to the bedside table and grabbed his phone. He tapped the screen a few times and held it up to your face.

"Now, who's gonna make you cum, huh? I got 10 minutes of video saved right here. Let's watch it together, yeah?"

It was a video from last week. You were on top of him riding his thick cock, your tits bouncing. Your hair stuck to your forehead as you rolled your hips back and forth, grinding your clit against his pubic bone. His hands squeezed the fat of your thighs, your flesh spilling out over between his wide fingers.

"Oh fuck, baby. That's my g-good girl. Fuck, take ... this ... cock. Uh-huh. Jus' like that, such a pretty little slut for me. That pussy is just drinkin' me in, huh. Fucking thirsty little cunt, yeah. I'm gonna give you something to drink here real soon, little pussy. Jus' wait a minute. Oh fuck, huh, mm-hm, mm-hm, mmuh-huh, fuck baby. Take it take it take it, hohhh fffffuck yeahhh, shit!!!"

You blushed at the memory. You didn't need to watch it again to have a perfect recollection of how it all happened. That was a particularly filthy fuck. If you weren't wet already, you would be now. But all that happened is you're twice as wet for him. It's like he could smell it on you. Like the fucking dog he is.

"I'm gonna put this back here," he said as he tossed his phone back onto the bedside table. "So, I can hear those pretty little moans from you instead." He grabbed your ankles again and yanked you toward him. "Let's see what we've got goin' on down here, yeah."

He leaned over and hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and pulled them off, letting them drop to the floor. He then placed his hands on your thighs and pushed your legs up and apart, spreading you open.

"Ah, shit. Fuck, you're dripping. My sweet little slut." He licked his scar again and his eyes looked almost feral. "Bet you taste so good, baby. Bet you want me to eat your little pussy right up, huh?"

"Mm-mm, nooo. Not tonight, Toji. I'm still mad at you. You've been an absolute shit for weeks. No pussy for you!" You tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge.

"Yeah, I think I will." The way he laughed at you was infuriating. He slowly lowered his face down between your legs. Watching your eyes and face the whole time and licked a long stripe up your folds. "So fucking sweet. Just like candy. You're my little treat, huh? Mmm, that pussy is so fucking good."

Toji pressed his mouth against your pussy lips and sucked them into his mouth. "Uh-huh, mm-hm." He moaned into you, letting the vibrations travel through your body, making you shiver. He reached his hands up to your stomach and slid them up and under your shirt, cupping your breasts in his palms. "These too. God, you have the prettiest tits, baby. So soft, like little clouds or somethin'. Such a fucking treat for me."

You arched your back to press them further into his hands as he kneaded your flesh, tweaking your nipples. "Nuh, uh, Toj'. I'm still mad at you. St-stop it." You said breathily. Not even believing in your own convictions at this point. 

He didn't stop. He kept sucking and licking and pressing his tongue into your clit, swirling it around in little circles that made you grip the bedspread beneath you.

"What'm I writin' on your pussy, doll face. What am I spellin' out?" He lifted his head for a moment and looked at you, his green eyes shining with lust. Then he continued to twist and twirl the tip of his tongue around on you.

You looked down and saw that he was indeed writing on your pussy with his tongue.

"I don't know what the hell you're writing. But this sure doesn't feel like an apology, if that's what you're gettin' at." He laughed right into your cunt. You had to fight back a chuckle because that was almost worse than someone laughing in your face. You loved this playful side of him, though. 

Pulling his head up from you, he snorted through his nose, "D'ya have bitchy-o's for breakfast or some shit? Good god, doll. Lighten up. The floor in the kitchen ain't going anywhere. The garbage sure as fuck isn't gonna get any worse in the next few hours. The food in the fridge won't spoil anymo-"

"Few hours?! What the fuck do you have in mind, Toj'?" You let your head fall after you saw the gleam in his eyes. You weren't going anywhere anytime soon.

He shrugged, "Oh, I dunno. Maybe we can fuck for a few hours. Sounds like a good plan, right? What else are you gonna do tonight, huh? I'll keep your ass in bed all night long. I don' give a shit."

That fucking classic Toji Fushiguro smile. 

The bastard.

You sat up and pulled his shirt from your body. And taking either end in your hands, you used it to pull his face back down to finish what he started.

"Fine. But you're getting me a beer after this, doll face."

He hummed out an acknowledgement the best he could with how full his mouth was.

Taglist ::: @blkkizzat (I know how much you love your Toji so I thought I'd give you a little shout for this one) @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @millennialmagicalgirl @callm3senpaii (we WILL get you to the dark side)

[half-oz-eddie]

Hawkins finally got a local radio station. Billy was hoping that the eclectic mix would mean he'd hear some new bands to broaden his tastes, but no! Because apparently, the DJ of this backwater town station was none other than Steve "The Hair" Harrington who only appealed to his friends, accepting requests for Madonna, The Clash, Duran Duran, and occasionally letting Mr. Clarke stop by to talk about the weather and "sciency bullshit."

Where was the Scorpions, the Metallica, the Mötley Crüe?!

"This station is for fuckin' losers." Billy groused as he changed the station. Just another reason to hate Hawkins even more.

Billy put on one of his preferred mixtapes for his drive. He always took long drives to get out of the house and calm himself down.

Eventually, he found himself near the station's center. He thought now was a good time to march right in there and hassle Harrington for his shitty music selection.

He parked right out front next to Steve's pretty little BMW, resisting the urge to ding it up before heading inside.

It was late, and fortunately for Billy (But unfortunately for Steve), Steve was all alone.

Billy ignored bright, blaring ON AIR sign and opened the door, walking right into the booth.

Steve's eyes grew wide and his brows deeply furrowed.

"Aaand now for a commercial break!" He turned off his mic and hastily pulled off his headphones, jumping out of his chair and approaching Billy who obnoxiously leaned against the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He questioned through his clenched teeth.

"I was in the area, figured I'd stop in and make a formal complaint...in person" Billy smirked.

Steve rolled his eyes. "What's your problem?"

"My problem is the music. Do you not have any taste?"

"I have taste!" Steve argued. "I play what the town likes to hear."

"So, I'm not part of this town?" Billy wondered, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"I never said that." Steve quickly contested, almost worried he'd hurt Hargrove's feelings.

Billy chuckled, blowing out the smoke. "You didn't have to. Guess that's fine. I'm not much of a...small town golden boy like you."

Steve let out an annoyed sigh. "If you wanted to make a request, why didn't you just call the line?"

"Because I gave King Steve the benefit of the doubt. Thought being a DJ would actually make you look cool. But it's doing nothing for your reputation."

Steve tusked, folding his arms and rolling his eyes. "My reputation is fine, actually."

"Oh yeah? When's the last time you had any bitches, huh, pretty boy? I hear all the girls do is laugh at you."

"Y-well..that's—that's not true." Steve faltered, unable to meet Billy's eyes as he laughed in his face.

"Hey, look. If you wanna be cool, stop playing music for just the dweebs and Hallmark Card families. Throw some party mixes in there. I can't crack open a beer to this, or play your station at a party."

"And I'm supposed to be taking advice from you?"

"You need my help, and you know it." Billy brushed past him and sat in his chair.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

"What's happenin', Hawkins? This is DJ Hargrove taking over the graveyard shift, bringing you the latest, the greatest, and the baddest. Grab your lady, grab a beer, and enjoy!"

Billy switched the cassette to his favorite mixtape as Steve threw his hands into the air, mouthing "I'm screwed, I'm gonna get fired."

"C'mon, this isn't a toy, get up."

Billy pushed Steve away as Steve tried to pull him out of the chair, when the phone rang.

Steve's heart nearly fell out of his ass. "That's probably my boss. If you got me fired, you're gonna pay."

Billy laughed and shrugged. "Worth it."

"H-hello?"

"Hey, just callin' in to say that DJ Hargrove's graveyard shift mix is bitchin'!"

"I'm so sor—wait, did you say you think it's bitchin'?"

"Yeah, man! Keep it up!"

Steve slowly put down the receiver, unable to shake the shock. He turned to Billy, annoyed by the smug smile on his face.

"So...it's bitchin', huh?"

"Ugh." Steve scoffed. "I guess...you...were right."

"Of course I was right. I'm never wrong."

"Hey, you...wanna swing by and play your mixes on the air sometimes?"

"Oh, now you need me?" Billy laughed. "I'll think about it. How much do I get paid?"

"Paid?!" Steve let out a defeated sigh. "I'll talk to my boss."

"In that case, I guess we'll be co-workers."

Steve smiled. Maybe Hargrove wasn't so bad. Maybe it would be nice to get along with him for a change.

[howlingday]

The Last Will of Weiss

This is from one of the ATHF episodes that gets a little darker than others and touches a certain subject. You have been warned.

Yang: Hey, Blake, what's up?

Blake: Can I show you something real quick?

Yang: Uh, sure...?

Blake: See, it starts here, where I had a full bookshelf for all my books, which, as you can see, are thrown across the floor.

Yang: Uh huh?

Blake: And it ends here. Which- Whoa! What is this?!

Yang: Oh my- Are those Grimm on fire?!

Blake: Yeah. I mean, Weiss is down there, too, but you can't see her. Because, y'know, she's inside the Grimm.

Yang: What?! Weiss-!

Blake: Nonono! Don't go down there! They're still sleeping down there. They're really tired from all those sleeping pills Weiss swallowed. Hey, speaking of, (Pulls out paper) did she want to kill herself?

Yang: What?! (Takes paper)

Weiss: (Reading aloud)

Friends, Relations, Whatever Ruby is,

I've lived a full life, and it's been... pretty bitchin'. But sadly, it has been tainted. Please bury me with all my stuff because you know it's mine. Dearest Ruby... TURN ON THAT STUPID GAME BECAUSE I'M GONNA WAIL ON YOU FROM THE GRAVE, BABY!

Missing you already, Weiss Schnee

Blake: Yang, I... I am so sorry...

Blake: ...that I can't press charges.

Yang: Yeah, (Crumples paper, Walks away) me too.

Blake: ...I couldn't help but notice you walking away. Are you planning to clean this up or-

Yang: Nope!

Blake: Okay, then. Watch your back!

[serendertothesquad]

OKAY LET ME TALK ABOUT THE ARTICLE NOW.

There is...there is so much to discuss. How do I even start this post, honestly? Current stays winnin' with their long-ass articles but stays bitchin' in the worst way with their shitty-ass paywalls. Fuck paywalls, all my homies hate paywalls.

Anyway, look below the break.

casting calls ended on october 17th they just finished filming

Look, for 12 episodes, that's a hell of a crunch. Proud of 'em, really.

Also, I think we all know what it's gonna be marketed as in the States. If you don't then I'll give you the money to go to college so you can attend my Odd Squad class. It's only fair.

So I guess this explains why Netflix wasn't part of the deal. Either that or those articles I read were wildly incorrect on Netflix being a contributing helper.

...I mean okay, granted they could still be handed off to Netflix, just not in the US because...well, it's Fred Rogers Productions. They'll be damned if they plop their IPs into the hands of any streaming service that isn't named Prime Video.

This also means that maybe FRP will have a lesser hand in this than I thought, which isn't really all that surprising if one looks through their social media pages. Odd Squad was barely promoted on Twitter even before that account went near-radio-silent.

Okay, this is actually kinda interesting. Makes me feel like I should move to the UK just to see what, exactly, appeals to the British there. I mean outside of the comedy, of course.

Also, I know the pandemic affected a load of things about the franchise, but for it to birth an entire-ass new series is just downright insane. Not that insane, because that's how Lockdown was born, but yeah, pretty fucking insane!

...

Wait, Season 4 has 12 episodes? Like an anime? When Odd Squad already has anime elements?

Oh I'm gonna be an insufferable bitch when this comes out. Y'all have been warned.

Hey, hey, does anyone remember when Fred Rogers Productions got in trouble for not meeting grant requirements when it came to Odd Squad? Along with failing in accounting when it came to other IPs?

Pepperidge Farm remembers. I remember. No one else in the fandom remembers, but oh do I remember.

(Odd Squad cost $18 million for Season 1. Sit on that for a minute. Really think about how much that shit would be worth now, especially with inflation as bad as it is. It was a lot back then and it still is for some but it seems like mere pennies now, huh?)

I point this out because the fact that they had to seek out funding from outside sources that were not part of the hellshow of circus freaks that is the US government is absolutely hilarious to me.

You guys are married to TVO too, but you apparently don't like to talk about that. Shit's for people in all of those states that border Canada. Everyone else can go fuck themselves, not my quote.

That aside, though, I do like how PBS airing British media has finally implored them to do a "what if" scenario with their cartoons. It's been, what...decades? That's like swinging the bat long after everyone's left the stadium. Except for the audience, they're sticking around for some reason.

Look, Tim McKeon said the same thing about Season 3 and we all know how that turned out. I pray derivativeness is a virtue that will be buried deep into the ground by the time Odd Squad UK rolls around because we really can't afford to pick 12/24 episodes at random across 100+ of them to pry and copy plots from. And believe you me, I will know the difference between a simple harmless continuity nod and sheer derivativeness.

To put it simply: Sinking Ship and I have very different takes on "the same but also different".

Damn, RIP to Mark. I'm glad he's still working on the show, though for him to step down as showrunner for Odd Squad UK is...well, it's probably the best move looking at what we ended up with.

...I'm probably misinterpreting that. And/or it's journalism being journalism. C'est la vie.

I guess them sending over wardrobes is why Orli and Ozzie aren't decked to the nines in...uh...well, British versions of the Investigation agent uniform. Whatever those look like.

Again, you could say the same thing about Season 3 and we all know how that shit turned out.

I still have optimism, but there's a real damn pessimist side of me waiting to break free.

I'm choosing to believe "socioeconomic diversity" was how they picked about half to 3/4 of the writers for Season 3, because a majority of them either have very small resumes, have never worked on anything with a kid demo, or both.

The difference between them and the kids in this spinoff/new season, however, is that one group sucks and the other one likely doesn't.

(Yeah yeah, I'm making a lot of Season 3 jabs. But it's easy to make comparisons to that versus Season 1 and Season 2. Bite me.)

To maintain continuity with the original series' Canadian cast

Or "we need to have at least one Canadian thing to qualify for all those Canadian tax breaks and subsidies, and also uhhhhhh we're no lawbreakers".

There you go. I fixed it. Thank me later.

Also, they don't mention it, and it probably won't be mentioned until some article pops up in 2024 about it, but rest assured they're talking about Orli here. While I dig her backstory, I'm not so sure if I'm so keen on another audience surrogate after how badly they flubbed Osmerelda within 13 episodes. Granted, this is a different kind of audience surrogate -- Orli's not a "haha relatable funy thing for kids and the 'rents" surrogate, she's an "I'm a Canadian idiot who has never been to this country, please teach me" surrogate -- but still, I'm not so hopeful about them being able to write her well. Worst case scenario, we end up with a character who drinks maple syrup by the bottle, loves hockey, and drops an "eh?" every other sentence.

Oh I'm sensing a load of "tube" puns are gonna be made this season, lemme tell ya.

Okay okay, but real talk, this is actually kinda neat. Gonna be a little weird to see, but neat. The hell needs the lil' kiddie cars when you got trains to ride?!

Hey, hey, you guys remember when Odd Squad first premiered and PBS Kids put out a whole ton of new stuff for it? They had games at the ready and everything? They were so hyped for this shit they poured everything they had into it?

Pepperidge Farm remembers. I remember. No one else in the fandom remembers, but oh do I remember.

Needless to say, they don't really do that anymore for new shows. It's all the same cookie-cutter pre-release formula. When they did it for Odd Squad it was special. When they did it for Alma's Way and Elinor Wonders Why...not so much.

...Oh yeah, and the math stuff, the math stuff is cool, I like that. Here's hoping they can put new concepts into play instead of rehashing old ones.

"just 10-year-olds" the show is aimed at a 2-5 demographic

Now, see, this is where the funny irony comes in. Everyone laugh at the funny irony here. Now everyone cry because this seems more like a fitting comment for if GO! still existed and the show was on it.

Ahhh, now, see, this is where things get interesting.

Those of you keeping up with PBS Kids news might be aware of the network shifting to more short-form content as a way to nab viewers while also cutting costs significantly, hence why we're getting new podcasts and other short-form content in addition to full-length shows. PBS Kids has been in the short-form game since the late 2000s with the WordGirl shorts but they never truly dipped their toes into the short-form format until Elinor Wonders Why's That's So Interesting shorts and the Odd Squadcast came out. Those were the true floodgate-openers right there, paving the way for a host of old IPs being refreshed in addition to new IPs.

I remember when they dropped eight new shorts of two different series and thinking it was an April Fools joke because they were published on April 1st with absolutely no forewarning. I found out the news from someone else who had put the images up on the Wiki and I laughed my ass off at just how ridiculous it was. And then I found out they were real, and I sobbed.

...No wait, not the Meeting. Scratch that. I forgot it's changed dramatically since the days of yore. Moving on!

Whether this comment means we'll be getting Season 2 of the Odd Squadcast (which, y'know, is unlikely now), Season 3 of OddTube (ah, now that seems more likely), or more shorts outside of the two series we already have (Gadget Testers and Book of Games) is unknown at this point. But if anything, news is gonna break during upfronts like the TCA Press Tour and the PBS Annual Meeting.

It'll air in a year and they're already milking it for all it's worth. Byootiful. Clearly they have not learned from the last time they did a dramatic franchise shift and it paid off. AHEM MOBILE UNIT AHEM.

If they wanted to, they could grow some balls and go for broke. Do 28 more to be on par with Season 1.

No but seriously, I love how the fate of Odd Squad UK is so contingent on ratings. Let's not forget how Ready Jet Go and Let's Go Luna got unfairly sniped with no reason given (and then they brought back RJG with a movie like they still cared...lol get rekt) and let's not forget that they could easily do the same with Odd Squad at any time in spite of its ratings. They revived Super Why back from the dead, they revived Clifford back from the dead...they did it with Odd Squad and it's only been a wee bit over a year.

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I'm not really opposed to Odd Squad being set in other regions -- it probably does better internationally than it does in the States, but we have no way to know that for sure -- but they're acting very sus with this portion specifically. I've got my eye on them.

All in all, this article has me pretty excited for the new spinoff/Season 4/how the fuck am I supposed to market this. Shame it's supposed to air in late 2024 (though maybe it'll air on CBBC in the spring because of that casting call...holy fuck I just thought of that as I was typing this post, real shit, lemme get my poker chips and bet on this RN) but I'm hyped for it either way and will happily lap up any and all press coverage on it until it airs. 2024's gonna be a big year.

If you guys reading this find any news on it, send it to me through an ask or a submission! We've got one more month before we launch into 2024 and if my theory about CBBC airing it earlier is true then we'll have to really be on the lookout for it as soon as January.

[illarian-rambling]

Happy WBW!

How are birthdays celebrated in your setting? Are there differences between how different groups celebrate birthdays?

Huh, I'm not sure if I've thought about this one before, thanks for the ask!

The Illarian holy calendar (the religion followed by humans and most elves) is pretty busy, with one or more holy days for each of the 34 gods. Already, people tend to identify with whatever god's holy day they're born around, so I think instead of celebrating their birthday on the actual day of their birth, they just party extra hard on the nearest holy day. Which is great if you were born near, say, the god of mirth's holy day. It's less fun if you fall under the god of humility.

Sirens don't tend to record birthdays, though they do celebrate milestones (graduations, anniversaries, personal victories). They 'celebrate' by offering prayers to the Great Anglerfish, the god of song and drowned sailors, and servicing his temples, maybe with a little human sacrifice. Sirens are not party people.

Selkies, however, are. Both halawemavar and halawemavish (scale and seal selkies, respectively) are meticulous about keeping oral records of all the births and other events within their enclaves. Typically, the birthday person will be given an age-appropriate challenge. This might be an obstacle course for a young kid, a hunt for an older one, maybe an artistic endeavor for a craftsman, so on and so forth. Once the challenge is completed, the entire enclave comes out to party. Selkie society is highly communal, so any birthday is seen like the birthday of a family member, and they will be out dancing until dawn.

The only bit of this I've actually put into writing is that Sepo (a siren) and Izjik (a scale selkie), both assumed the other didn't know when their birthday was because they were sort of ignorant of each other's cultures when they first met. So they were both going around simultaneously thinking, "Aw man, my friend doesn't know when their birthday is, that's so sad :("

But yeah, thanks for the ask! Have a bitchin day <3

[tsuki-sennin]

Episode 40 of HiroPre! A play wedding, how precious~! Now don't worry, despite initial worries about Toei making it weird, this is all above board and wholesome. Very wild of them to make this the episode there's a delay for though, but I guess life's just funny like that.

Spoilers, I guess...

-I see Sora likes BBC's Walking with Dinosaurs.

-Sagely studies~!

-Oh ye gods, weddings.

-Ohhhh, worldbuilding!

-An all night party following an announcement of engagement. Don't even need to dress up.

-Quite a fun time, actually, I wish weddings in our world were that easy. And it might just be you two up there next, Mashiron~!

-...I have to wonder how polygamy works up there.

-Y'know, now I've got much more PreCure knowledge accrued, I've noticed that the casts have gotten smaller over the years.

-It's not necessarily a bad thing, mind you! It certainly makes sense, as the teams get bigger you'll have less time to devote to big supporting casts, but this has a side effect of us feeling isolated to our heroes.

-We still have plenty of weirdos to go around in Hirogaru Sky, but having more of them stick around more often would be fun. How's Berryberie doing?

-Just sayin', we would've really benefited from a Masukomi, Kaoru, or even a Yuriko.

-Ah, the cake. All the motivation you need.

-Kinda like Booster in Mario RPG.

-Royal wedding, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

-I'm sorry Elle, I don't care how much cake we eat or how shiny your cardboard crown is, nothing can make me give a crap about a royal wedding. In my junior year of high school, people were really going wild for Harry and Meghan, and I had no idea who these people were so I just kinda had to sit there in the corner.

-I see Ageha disagrees.

-Tsubasa-kun, your bowtie is somehow a brighter red than your jacket's orange.

Ageha: You're doing great, boy~! Just think of the doves flying out~! Tsubasa: No talking during the ceremony!

-Best of friends!

-Ageeeeee~!

-That was nice, wasn't it?

-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand there's the rub~!

-I have to hand it to Murase, Tsubasa sounds genuinely terrified here.

-I don't think Yoyo can officiate anything, so

-You should marry Mashiro twice over, Sora.

-I suppose it's not too surprising Elle could develop a crush on Tsubasa, considering he's like... the only boy she knows. Still though, I get why some people were put off by this.

-Frankly, I'm really surprised Toei haven't been doing a Dipper and Wendy ship tease thing with Tsubasa and Ageha. Thank god they haven't, by the way, that was always the worst part of Gravity Falls.

-I guess Toei knew that would be a little much, especially with the (quite understandable mind you) backlash Nozomi and Coco's relationship gets nowadays.

-Nightmare time.

-King Bitchin' Mustache can add Shotgun Papa to his list of titles.

-Even his own parents!

-He has been left comatose.

-That looks like quite a heavy book, I'm impressed she can carry it.

-"Nooooooooooooo?"

-It's always the simplest sentences coming from a kid that kill you, huh?

-Ladies and gentlemen, the bird boy is dead!

-Ageha appears.

-In the pursuit of great knowledge, one has neglected their friendship. A tale as tragic and old as time.

-That uh

-Might've been a good thing to let him in on earlier, Ageha.

-Skearhead appears.

-A wedding beast.

-Majesty leads our charge today.

-Skearhead's not even talking today!

-Oh, nevermind.

-Aaaaand she's caught!

-That Wing, ever gallant a knight and pal.

-Oh cool, team attack. Paralleling the cake cutting.

-Knighthood is much more fun than marriage.

-Friends and family forever!

-I'm... perplexed! I was expecting 24 minutes of mid cringe comedy, and got a fun and sweet exploration of these two characters' friendship instead on top of well executed cringe comedy. What a ripoff.

-I guess if I had to bitch about anything, I think having them talk as Wing and Majesty more would've been a fun way to tie the battle into their conflict.

-Speaking of which, the battle was pretty dang weak, they... absolutely could've done more with that. And why pick a church bell, Skearhead? Like, diegetically. In-universe. Watsonian argument. I usually don't mind this kinda thing, but like... a bell and a holly wreath are very specific imagery to just conjure up out of nowhere, but I think it'd make a lot more sense if Skearhead weren't just... seemingly slapped into the script because they needed a monster fight that episode.

-Like, Skearhead happens to see Elle and Tsubasa's play wedding and considers playing mind games by preying on Tsubasa's worries about the whole thing, or hell, even just wreaking havoc at someone else's wedding to draw out Pretty Cure would've been good enough for me.

-Anyways, forget all that, we're celebrating a harvest next time!

-Hi, this is Mashipan. I'm out looking at the fall colors. Please leave me a message, and I'll call you right back.

-Monda jumpscare.

-Business as usual, we see!

-See you next tiiiime, maybe!

[yourlocalvastard]

Steeplechase setup thoughts:

oooooo backstory for the bad guy??? kingdom of Ephemera?????? 

"and when they ran out of land, they went the only direction they could: up." Oh really the ONLY direction??? up was the singular place they could've gone?? Are you sure they couldn't have potentially.... built an underwater city👀👀??

can we do a crime found family? please? maybe?

IS BEEF PUNCHLY A HIMBO? 

Ustabin? ooh nostalgia I see

Emerik Dreadway huh? sweet ass name

who in the fuck is Vincent Price????? 

"He's practically just a maintenance guy" so you could say he's like a janitor,,, janitor clint??

Montrose Pretty. PRETTY IS IN HIS NAME????????? guys guys we already have our assigned pretty boy-

ooooo he's always wearing a mask?? I like that very much. it's going to be so hard to draw tho

oh man they are going to SUCK at subtly 💀💀

anachro-knickknacks is actually a really cool name 

backseat blast is fucking tragic im-

AW THE HARDLIGHT GRANDPA'S HIS FRIEND????? I'M SO SAD

does anyone else remember clint naming other npcs Ustice? is that just me?

Victrola Gold?? MAN THESE NAMES ARE BITCHIN

Fun Violence! Only fun violence :)

oh? a crack?

THE SKY IS BREAKING? WUH OH

THE SKY IS FALLING??????  WHAT. 

WHO IS THE WOMAN.

"Well. 

FUCK."

Ok the outro is actually pretty good

guys I'm excited I wanna see what happens next!!

[stvknt2]

14). Skeletal.

Pardon any errors.

Hanging in front of her was an odd looking contraption of some sorts. It looked like it was made of bones. Maybe some fur or feathers. She looked at it, feeling puzzled. Her stomach knotted, and she debated if she should enter the house at all. She's pretty sure this is where he lives. But she couldn't be positive about it and she didn't want to make a fool of herself. Also, there was an incredibly eerie feeling filling the pit of her stomach. She shouldn't be here. She decided to just go back home. He'll come around again when he can. She tried to quietly go down the stairs hopefully unnoticed when someone cleared his throat, getting her attention. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear slowly spreading down her spine.

"Can I help you?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed together. He wore a black shirt that he clearly turned into a tank top of some sorts. A pair of typical blue jeans worn by most farmers and work gloves. She obviously was interrupting some sort of farm upkeep.

"Uh- yes. I was looking for a friend. I thought he lived here, but I think I'm mistaken." She said quickly, grabbing onto the bottom of her shirt for comfort.

"A friend? Here? You are absolutely mistaken, doll. No way you know anybody that lives here. Your friend got a name?" He looked a little more amused now, walking a little closer to her, 'smile' starting to hint at the corner of his mouth.

"I think you're right. I should get ba-"

He slinked over, grabbing her arm in his hand, holding her tight.

"Do you got a name, sweetheart?" There was something about his eyes and the way he looked at her that made her feel gross. Like she was a piece of meat or something. She wanted to yank her arm out of his grasp, but she froze in her place.

"Marjorie, but everyone calls me Margie." She said quietly, she hoped he could hear her.

"Margie, huh? Now, I'm gonna ask you this one more time, who. are. you. looking. for?" His gaze bore into her. She felt like a tiny mouse staring up and into the eyes of a large snake.

"I don't think he lives here."

"Name."

She just looked at him, hands starting to tremble. She doesn't know why she can't get herself just to say his name. Maybe it's because she knows that someone like him would live in a house like this, and she doesn't want to get him in trouble. She has an aching feeling they aren't supposed to know each other, technically. This was a bad idea all around.

"Bubba." She finally said, barely loud enough for him to hear. A wicked smile spread across his face.

"Bubba? No way in hell you mean our Bubba. Explain him to me." His excitement made him grip her arm tighter in his hand. He tugged on her slightly so she'd come a little closer to him.

"Tall. Wide." She was omitting something very obvious about him, but she wasn't sure if she should say that. She doesn't know who this guy is and how he knows Bubba, but she doesn't want to say anything she shouldn’t.

"That it? Nothin' more important? Maybe somethin' that makes him noticeably different than you and I?" He finds this amusing. She felt like he was laughing at her.

"Do I need to say it if you already know?" She wasn't being snippy. She hoped she wouldn't be read that way.

"What? Does that scare y-"

"Johnny, get your ass inside, right now!" An older man yelled from inside the house. The man, who appears to be named 'Johnny', grimaced.

"You're lucky." He spat, and he shoved Margie in the direction to leave before hurrying up the steps.

"What have I told you about bitchin' at me, old man?" Johnny yelled as he disappeared into the house.

Margie's heart pounded in her chest. She has never been this scared before. She was stupid for even trying. She hurried out towards where her property was. Knowing now not to go this far out. As she left their yard, she stepped on something, and it made the oddest crunch sound. She looked down, feeling a cold chill wash over her. Some kind of bone structure laid beneath her foot. She told herself to just go home, pretend she never came here. Suddenly, a lot of things about her friend were starting to come together in her head. She was overwhelmed by her emotions. She didn't really know what to do about them.

[maguro13-2]

Darkness Reborn ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Pt.22 ~

"2004 A.D...A year after the incident"

[Aboard the Rail Canyon Train]

Seto : I'd never imagined that the Mad Scientist had a transport to his military base, he must've have lots of money and savings. What currency from Sonic's world. What currency of Sonic's world is that, rings?

Eve : Don't sweat it! We know this train has a lot of transporters to reach the destination that we are heading to. But it's good thing that I can see a good view on looking the scenery on this train.

Seto : I know where this train is going. But it's cool that Master Grim allowed us to be boarded on anyway. Because he's resting there to wait for his arrival, his destination is his palace, the Hang Castle.

Eve : So! What destination of Neuschwanstein are we heading to, Captain obvious?

Seto : Well, according to our destination, this map show us that we are heading to a densely populated area or might be heading towards. Our mission is to secure the train and get it to the Terminal safely, this is our first job of protecting Transportation, you know about your locomotives, don't ya?

Disc-Chan (via communicator) : (moans) I think I'm gonna be sick on the train or the rides at an amusement park. I hope I'm able to go choo-choo on these wheels, if this would be a western movie or a mystery action move, I probably do a murder mystery on a midnight train, this is why I always seen this on any occasions. This transport should be a good to go. We're on route, everything's a go.

Eve : Say no more about that. That's our mission what Mobian Death God Grim said, it's our job to keep out on the train and to make sure that we get there safely. This stuff's loaded everything, I feel like that there's some kind of travel distance to the Terminal. So it's about ten mintues to...

*beeping*

Seto : Disc-Chan. What seems to be the problem? Feeling a little train sick on not riding the train?

Disc-Chan : Hang on! I'm picking up something from somewhere that is heading up to the train. I don't it could be Egg Albatross or the Egg Hawk on a blimp. But something tells me that the Egg Albatross isn't here, but what kind of machine that is currently heading towards the train?

Eve : A machine that is heading towards the train? I believe it has to be one of Eggman's machinery. Robots perhaps.

Seto : On top of it, I just realized something that isn't the Egg Hawk or the Egg Albatross!

*SA2 SFX : ALARM/Intruder Alert*

Voice : WARNING. WARNING. UNKNOWN BIPEDAL ROBOT AT HIGH SPEED. ALL PASSENGERS ON THIS TRAIN. PLEASE REPEL ENEMY INTRUDERS, STAY SEATED FOR CAUTION AND...HANG ON FOR YOUR LIFE!

Mysterious Robot : [with 16's voice] Rocket Punch!

*DBZ SFX : EXPLOSION*

Seto & Eve : WOAAAAAHHHH!!!

[Super Power Robot Yokozuna Jr. - Akira Yamaoka]

Eve : Hey! What's the shakedown? Who rocket punched the train!?

Seto : Nesuchwanstein, behind you!

Eve : Huh? That's definitely not the Egg Albatross. (they turn and see a robot running towards the train) That's the robot from Hard Corps.

"YOKOZONA JR : BROTHER OF THE POWERED NINJA ROBOT"

Seto : Sh**! This thing's trying to take out the train! This is the last and 412th time that Konami always jack up their sh**! So we better take of action!

Eve : Right!

(the battle begins with the robot using a Rocket Punch)

Seto : Eve! Dodge the attack and then attack it's shoulders from side to side! It's time that we take care of Konami business once and for all!

Eve : Okie-dokie! (the two avoids the rocket punch by jumping over)

Seto : It's "roger" by the way! (the robots begins slam on the train as two jumps safely twice) Damn! It's body slamming the vehicle! Time for this train-wrestling hunk of junk to give a beatdown of the century! (Attacks the robot's shoulder)

Eve : Bitchin! This should be more interesting to battle with!

Seto : Pretty fiesty that no one could survive this one and this is on them! Get ready! (destroys the shoulder)

Eve : Bitchin'!

Seto : It's going for the other side, now we gotta attack the other shoulder!

Eve : OK!

Seto : Hopefully, this is what Konami asking for what does it have to do with Square Enix! That's totally not my business of third-party welcomes.

Eve : Can't those card-playing maggots do anything right for their selves!? It's bad enought that they lost interest on Zone of the Enders for ol' Kojima! But I am heavily believe that we are getting this in the bag! I hope it's got something with us battling some robot butts! Cause we're on a taskful job of taking down on the enemy intrusion!

Seto : And no set backs, this is what I should make this a comeback attack! So why don't you wrestle somewhere else and be a man for goodness sake! (destroys the robot's other shoulder) Hahaha! Now you won't body slam the vehicle! I finally taken out the shoulders now I wonder how it's going to attack us something.

Eve : Let's find out and see! I think...I think it's going to stop the train...with wrestling!

Seto : W-What!? (the robot stops the train and then picks it up) Neuschwanstein! Look out! This man-made machine ain't done yet! It's going to fire the lock-on missiles! I'll use a technique to disable the missile launch units!

Eve : Okay! But make sure he doesn't fry us to death! Hope were using our sights, cause there's a target marker on the missile launcher units. Seto, take out that robot's units with one of your power techinques!

Seto : Got it! (uses a thunder technique to disable the robot's missile launcher units) Bullseye! I stopped the missile launchers! Now what's it going to do!

Eve : It's not over yet, there's one more go! He has some tricks in it's sleeves, but this one doesn't have any sleeves. He has a pair of back up arms by going into phase 2 & 3!

Seto : Phase 2 & 3? (the robot goes into it's second phase by replacing it's arms with newer ones) What the-!? It switched arms! It's going aboard on top of the train! Watch out, it's about to throw circular saw blades called Buzzsaws and it's going to cut us in half! We better dodge those things before we get sliced in half or our probably legs!

Eve : Got it! (the robot starts throws buzzsaws as the girls dodges them by jumping over it) These Konami bosses are out of control!

Seto : It's time that I'm gonna have to put up with Konami's shenanigans! This is why I am such a sucker for to playing cards by a bunch of nerds! If they need a code, then will give us the code, we got thirty lives in our lives, and this cat has zero lives!

Eve : Now what's it's doing! (the robot start's turning to into a jet-like form to fly all over) It turned itself into a Transformer?

Seto : And I hope that Konami doesn't get that Hasbro like other toys to play! Duck and cover, it's going ran us over! (the girls evades the robot that is flying all over before it lands back on the train in it's normal form) Now's my chance destroy the jetpack! No wings for you, Yokozuna! (Destroys the robot's jetpack)

Yokozuna Jr. : SYSTEM ERROR!

Seto : Alright! the robot's units has been destroyed! Lights out for you, Big Bucket of Bolts! (the robots gets destroyed in half by a tunnel entrance, leaving it's legs behind) *gun clicks* And now you're all washed up, down on your feet!!

*Shadow/Robot Chicken Sfx : Gunshot*

*DBZ SFX : EXPLOSION*

Eve : Phew! Glad that he's out of the park!

Seto : Now I understand why they told me not to play with Contra ever again! Well, probably the Playstation 2 game as well.

Eve : That's what we get from the ideals of Konami anyway.

[Triumphant Return (Shin Contra ver.) - Sota Fujimori]

"MISSION COMPLETE."

Seto : Only someone or somehow is using Konami's stuff to destroy us or the people. Nobody is getting away with this! I won't let Dracula's Servant Death be Shinigami of Real World AU, not on my watch! Neuschwanstein. Let's head to the terminal, we're almost there!

"Excellent battle, Seto the Deathless."

"You have shown your purpose on taking on test."

"Watch carefully as I, the Time Eater, shall re-arranged history and make the world right for all things come to be."

"Even so, I won't let that mustache man interfering with my plans of reuniting Homura Akemi. In the mean time, you will see Real World will make it's history changed forever and I will be waiting for you, to have the ultimate battlefield."

"This is the Time Eater, disugising thyself as Homura Akemi..."

"Time Eater out as in Time out!"

~ 102th Scene : Terror on Transportation ~

[prismatica-the-strange]

omgomg do you think you could do an eddie x punk/goth reader where he helps them pierce their nose 🥺

Warnings: 18+, Needles. I've never gotten my nose pierced and my knowledge of at-home piercing stops at the Lindsay Lohan Parent Trap and Unus Annus.

If you plan to get something pierced, please go to someone who knows what they're doing. Not Claire's tho.

Pairings: Eddie Munson x GN!reader (not particularly punk or goth, sorry 😅)

"You have done this before, right Eds?" You sit on his bed, leg bouncing nervously as he grabs what he needs.

"For the twelfth time, Y/n/n, yes," he rolls his eyes, back still towards you, "Cameron Jonas loved the piercing I did for him. And so did Patty Owens- Gotcha!"

He holds up a small book of needles and turns to set them next to you, and he sees how on-edge you look.

"Hey," he takes your slightly shaking hands in his, "If you're not up for this, I can put this stuff away and we can watch some stupid rom-com and eat junkfood."

"No, no I'm okay," you assure him.

"Yeah?" He grins when you nod, kissing your hands, "Good! Cause you'll look so hot with your nose pierced."

He grabs some ice from the freezer and hands you a cube, moving your hand to hold it against the side of your nose, "You hold that there."

He opens the needle book and pulls one out. The piece of metal is small in his hands, but it still looks damn huge to be going through your skin.

Now you've never been super freaked of needles before, flu shots had always gone quickly and uneventful. But that didn't mean you were over joyed to have one jabbed through the side of your nose by your boyfriend.

"Now remember," your eyes flicker from where he's sterilizing it with a lighter to his eyes, "You can tell me to stop at any point, okay?"

"Uh-huh," you swallow hard.

"You'll be okay, Y/n," His voice is soothing, "I promise I'll take good care of you... And that pretty little nose of yours."

"And... okay, that cool. How's that ice workin?"

"My nose is cold."

"Well yeah," he laughs, "You getting numb yet?"

"A little."

"Lemme see," he nudges your hand away and pinches your nose a couple different ways, "You feel that?... what about that?... oh c'mon you gotta feel that."

You can't help but giggle at his teasing.

"Put that back on there," he playfully shoves the ice back on your nose.

After a few minutes he sits next to you, "You ready?"

"Y-yeah."

"Okay, relax your face," he says, "As cute as your scrunched up nose is, this'll work better if you calm those face muscles."

You take a breath, and let your face fall as neutral as possible. But as soon as he starts getting close with the needle you grab his knee and make a small noise.

"You alright?" He asks quietly, "We can stop."

You look at those pretty brown eyes of his, looking at you so softly.

"No," you shake your head, "Let's do this."

"Just a prick and a pinch," he reminds you, needle coming in again.

You squeeze your eyes shut as tight as you can while keeping your face relaxed, fingers gripping the frayed treads of his torn jeans.

You whimper when you feel the weird pressure of the needle through the slight numbness from the ice.

"Sh..." he hushes, "Almost done."

The numbness started to fade as he fiddles and the sting makes you hiss.

"One more second and... there we go, all done."

You crack your eyes open, every shift in muscle causing slight soreness.

"Does... Does it look good?"

"It looks fucking awesome Y/n/n!" He's all giddy. He pulls you to your feet and to the mirror, "Look for yourself."

You look at yourself in the glass, eyes falling on the black titanium stud in the side of your nose.

"Bitchin," you mutter, making him burst into laughter.

"Absolutely Bitchin'," He grins against your neck, "You got anything else you want me to pierce?"

[evafrechette]

Superstar Glow

↠ seokjin x jimin | smut | pornstar!au, 1970s!au | 21+ | 4k

↠ Summary: “H-hello, I'd like to order a pizza please, with extra sausage. Mmmm I do enjoy a good ol' sausage." Jimin’s voice soft and seductive. He placed the phone on the ground and began to grind down on the mattress, head thrown back in ecstasy while his fingers twisted the nipples that peaked out of the top of his bustier. Seokjin was getting hard watching the scene unfold in front of him. . .

“Superstar Glow is a brilliant new porn film. Fantastic debut by actor Kim Seokjin. It simply is the best film of 1975.” - Jeon Jungkook, Playguy Magazine.

(Aka Seokjin films his very first Porno)

↠ Warnings: anal sex, anal fingering, anal fisting, blowjobs, swearing, drug use, come shot, come eating, seokjin has a huge cock, porn films, terrible pizza related pick up lines, jimin in lingerie, 70s slang, drinking, casual mention of cheating, filming a porn video.

Seokjin confidently strode into the warehouse. It smelled strongly of cigarette smoke mixed with patchoulli incense which tickled his throat when he breathed in. Right in the center of the room was a circular shaped bed sitting on top of a large brown shag mat, partitions surrounded the afghan blanket covered bed which had 3 spotlights shining brightly in it’s direction. A funky bass line and rhythmic drums reverberated around the large room as people walked on by, cigarettes lazily hanging from their mouths as they carried long thick cables wrapped around their arms and bulky cameras perched on their shoulders.

In the far corner of the space sat a dressing table, the mirror lined with bright lights. A small man with thick thighs was currently perched on top of a fur covered stool, brushing his blond hair back gently. He was wearing a black and red lace bustier which brought attention to his muscular chest, garter belt with nude coloured stockings and silky black panties which showed off a rather impressive bulge. He was a very pretty man and Seokjin was pleased to be staring alongside someone so gorgeous.

Today was Seokjin's porno debut. He had been scouted at an adult movie theatre during a late night session of ‘Boys in the Sand’ by a director who happened to be sitting in the same row as him.

As with all adult theaters once the movie started, the dicks came out and his large size had garnered the attention of the man a few seats away. Seokjin was naturally skeptical, thinking it was a lame pick up line to get him back to his apartment to fuck. But when the man handed over a very professional business card and told him to "think about it" Seokjin realised the offer was legit.

Seokjin's watched the director Yoongi and his fantastic bushy chevron mustache adjusting the lighting on the set and walked over to say Hi. He was an quite the character, he wore a burnt orange turtleneck jumper underneath a brown, orange and pale yellow checkered leisure suit, his jet black hair was pushed off his face which allowed you to focus on his beautiful feline shaped eyes and strong eyebrows. A thick gold chain draped around his neck and several clunky (fake) gold rings sat on his fingers. His voice was deep, barking orders at the crew to get everything ready in time. He was also a short man, which would explain the very high brown and cream platform shoes he was wearing. Seokjin's ankles hurt just looking at them.

"Uh hey, what's crackin'." He asked once he had reached the man, holding out his hand for a handshake.

"Ahhh the star of today's shoot." A large hand shot out and slapped against Seokjin's, pulling him in for a hug. "How are you feeling today? Nervous? We have some cocaine if you wanna take a bump, loosen yourself up a bit? One of the guys can take you out back and suck your dick if that will help?" The man turned back to adjusting the light, mumbling about how you can't trust dope heads to get anything done right.

"Oh no, that won't be necessary. Once I'm in front of the camera I'll be groovy baby." His eyes continued to dart around the room taking everything in.

"Have you met your co-star yet?" Yoongi asked over his shoulder. "The cute little blond in the lingerie. He may look delicate and sweet, but he's a huge whore. Loves being stuffed with big cocks. Ah fuck yeah, that's perfect!" Satisfied with the lighting set up he turned his attention back to Seokjin dusting his hands on his polyester trousers. "Though, I've never had a cock as big as yours on my set, so this will be interesting."

Seokjin blushed at hearing this, he was truly blessed by the Penis Gods when it came to his manhood. Twelve inches of thick, tan cock. Even the vein that ran up the underside looked as though it was designed by a specialist penis sculptor. Yoongi had told him the night they met that his cock was made for pornography and it was a shame he wasn't showing the world his gifts.

The blond must have sensed he was being spoken about and made his way over to where Seokjin stood, swaying his hips deliberately with every step. He was a beautiful sight, a sharp straight nose that complimented his angled jawline, sultry monolids dusted with a shimmering brown eyeshadow, and a full, sumptuous pout that screamed "blow job lips"Seokjin licked his lips as he watched the way the mans long legs moved in the soft, silky stockings that enclosed his smooth legs.

"Yoongi, is this the Jive Turkey I'm filming with today?" The man cocked a hand on his hip, eyes roaming over Seokjin's body.

"Hey! I ain't no Jive Turkey, what the fuck?" Seokjin exclaimed, shocked that for the first time in his life he'd been insulted in such a way.

"Jimin mellow out huh? This is Seokjin, yes he is filming with you today, I hope they prepped you well earlier 'cause this man is gonna be a star baby!" Yoongi wrapped his arm around Seokjin's wide shoulders squeezing tight, "The biggest cock I've ever seen! He's gonna have you squealing like a little bitch, you're gonna love it."

"I was only joshin' you know me. I'm Jimin by the way." The blond made no attempt at a handshake, instead looking off seemingly disinterested in the conversation.

"See that door on your right? Head in there to get your threads for the shoot and when you're done get back here and we'll start, we're ready when you are." Yoongi clapped his hand against Seokjin's shoulder before letting go.

Once inside the small room he stripped off and dressed in the clothes that were hanging on the clothes rack. Crisp white trousers that fit like a glove, letting everyone see just what he was packing down below and a matching shirt that he made sure to leave partially unbuttoned. His hand brushed over the jewelry selection, deciding on a thin silver chain and matching ring. He looked at himself in the mirror and winked. He looked fantastic and he was truly feeling himself. He also couldn't wait to get out there and choke that sassy little twunk with his cock. The thought of his pink plush lips struggling to stretch around his girth had Seokjin twitching in his pants.

Once back on set the mood had changed, the loud stereo system had been turned off and the crew were in place ready to start filming. Jimin was sprawled out on the bed, hand lazily palming the bulge through his panties while he and Yoongi spoke in hushed tones.

"Seokjin! You look bitchin', that outfit is great. What's underneath is even better, oh Jiminie you are in for a treat," Yoongi clapped his hands gleefully, "Alright here's the skinny, Jimin is a horny slut who has ordered a pizza, Seokjin you are the pizza delivery guy. You come in and fuck his brains out. You both got it? It's porn, not rocket science. Think with your dicks not your brains. Can you dig it?"

"Right on." Seokjin nodded, walking to the prop table to pick up the pizza box before standing on the x marked with duct tape on the ground, just out of the way of the cameras. He unzipped his trousers and pushed his semi hard cock through the hole on the bottom of the pizza box. The only thing Jimin would be putting in his mouth today would be his cock. The loud wurring of the camera let everyone know that tape was rolling and it was showtime.

Yoongi slowly moved the camera towards the bed as Jimin's soft moans filled the room, his small fingers tracing up and down his stocking clad legs. Jimin picked up the prop phone pretending to dial a number.

"H-hello, I'd like to order a pizza please, with extra sausage. Mmmm I do enjoy a good ol' sausage." His voice soft and seductive. He placed the phone on the ground and began to grind down on the mattress, head thrown back in ecstasy while his fingers twisted the nipples that peaked out of the top of his bustier. Seokjin was getting hard watching the scene unfold in front of him. He really wanted his dick sucked immediately, but took a deep breath to calm himself down. Yoongi pulled the camera back and motioned towards Seokjin. One of the sound crew knocked against a piece of wood to replicate a door being knocked on and he quickly stood straight ready to make his grand entrance.

"Oh." Jimin crawled across the bed and skipped to near where Seokjin stood. One of the camera men, a tall man that went by the name Namjoon followed Jimin and stood directly in front of him, camera lowering to shoot a close up of his cock trapped behind the silk fabric, then making it's way to his face again. "Come on in." Jimin pursed his plump lips, before returning to the bed to sit, legs daintly crossed over one another. "Are you the pizza man? Because you sure look like you could deliver." He purred, stroking his length over the silk.

Seokjin walked into the shot, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He wasn't nervous before, but once he was under the heat of the lights, camera zooming in on his handsome face, well he was starting to feel like maybe he had fucked up on coming here today. Seconds ticked on by before he gained his composure, "Are you craving pizza? Because I'll gladly give you a pizz-a this dick." He pulled the top of the pizza box open, cock springing to life. Jimin's eyes nearly bulged out of his head which made Seokjin smirk.

He moved to stand in front of Jimin who was still sitting on the bed, using his free hand to run his fingers through the blonds perfectly styled hair.

"You're the only topping I need on my pizza." Jimin whispered loud enough for the sound boom to pick up, smooth as butter he dropped down onto his knees and took Seokjin into his hand, small fingers struggling to wrap around his thickness. He pumped Seokjin a few times before taking him into his wet hot mouth. Seokjin let out a gasp, he was surprised, he really thought the smaller man would struggle to suck his cock, but as he looked down he saw a blond head bop up and down expertly on his length.

Seokjin grabbed a fist full of bottle blond hair and moved his hips, shallow and slow to begin with then a little faster and harder, allowing his cock to slip further down Jimin's throat. The man hummed around his length, spit drooling down the sides of his mouth as he took Seokjin nearly to the base. Seokjin groaned at the feeling of Jimin's throat constricting tight around his cock. The sounds of crew footsteps and the glare of the hot lights above fading into the background as he lost himself to the pleasure of Jimin's mouth.

"Look at you, what a good boy you are, throat so full of my cock." He tightened his grip on Jimin's hair, "So pretty."

Tears ran down Jimin's cheeks, mixing into the spit that was dripping down his chin and neck. He pulled his cock free and slammed it back in without warning, fucking Jimin's pretty mouth with vigor. The camera men had moved closer to the action, a camera focused on Seokjin's cock while another filmed his reactions, the way his eyebrows furrowed whenever he felt himself getting close to his release and the quiet whimpers when he locked eyes with the man below him.

"Your mouth is too good at this pretty boy, I'm about to come." He groaned between gritted teeth, hips stilling as his hot release spilled down Jimin's throat. The blond swallowed Seokjin's load like the professional he was, falling back onto his ass, absolutely exhausted once he was done.

"Aaannd CUT!" Yoongi yelled from behind his camera, he pulled a joint from his pants pocket and motioned for one of the crew to light it for him. He took a big toke, holding the smoke in before exhaling. "Right on, right on. That was good. Shit, Jimin you are freaky deaky. Damn! This might just be my most successful film to date." He took another deep drag of the good Mary Jane and pointed at Seokjin, "Go have a drink, there is whiskey and beer on the table, or water if you're a square. If you think you'll have trouble getting hard again go and ask Hoseok for a little blue pill, that'll help. He's the jelly brain over there in the red shirt and fake Gucci belt."

Seokjin slowly removed his cock from the pizza box and threw it to the side as someone from wardrobe dashed over and cleaned him up with a warm hand towel. He tucked himself back into his pants and strolled over to the drinks table, deciding on a bottle of Rheingold beer, he nursed the red and white labelled bottle as he watched the crew change the film in the cameras. The tight knit all male crew made lewd remarks and joked around, while Yoongi the director sat in his chair getting stoned.

"How are you enjoying your first shoot?"  Jimin asked, face no longer a tear stained mess.

"It's pretty rad, not quite what I expected but it's all gravy." He replied taking another sip of the yeasty and fruit flavoured liquid.

"Yoongi was right, your cock is magnificent. I can't wait for you to fuck my ass. Don't be gentle, I like a bit of pain." The sweet voice next to him explained.

Seokjin nearly choked on his drink, everyone here was so open and had absolutely no filter.

"No fake?" He turned to ask the man.

"No fake handsome. They prepped me so well earlier you could probably fist me if you wanted. Don't want to scare you off on your first day though." He laughed, hand shooting up to cover his plump lips.

"I-I'll keep that in mind, thanks."

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Jimin and Seokjin strolled back onto set once the film had been changed and Yoongi returned from taking a piss. Now it was time for the fucking. Seokjin took a deep breath and looked down at his crotch, "Make me proud big boy." He whispered.

"Alright places people, let's get this thing done so I can go home and fuck my girlfriend before my bitch of a wife gets back from work." Yoongi called out, shifting to sit behind his Ikegami 3-tube colour camera.

Seokjin made his way over to Jimin, who was standing in front of the bed. He gave the smaller man a shy smile before turning his head towards Yoongi waiting for the signal to begin.

"3, 2, 1 Now Fuck!"

"I know this is pretty cheesy, but I think you're saucy." Jimin curled his hand around the lapel of Seokjin's shirt, pulling him so close he could smell the star anise and blackcurrent hints of his cologne. Seokjin leaned down and slowly pressed his pillowy lips against Jimin's, who slightly parted his own when he let out a quiet sigh. Seokjin flicked his tongue against the soft fullness of Jimin's pink tinged lips and deepened the embrace, tongue meeting with the other as he placed his big hands on either side of the mans soft face, tilting his head upwards for easier access.

He nipped at Jimin's bottom lip before pulling away to breathe. He dived back in, kiss messy and wet, their mouths wide open so the camera could film their tongues flicking against one another's. Seokjin nudged Jimin backwards towards the bed and helped lower him down onto the firm mattress, caging his lingerie clad body with his own. He rocked his already hard cock against Jimin, grinding hard against the silk, desperate to feel some friction. They continued to messily make out until Yoongi called out "Cut!"

Seokjin concentrated on getting his breathing under control. He was already so hard again and it was beginning to hurt. The man Yoongi had earlier identified as Hoseok came over and handed Seokjin a bottle of KY Jelly, "He's been prepped, but lube up anyway, we don't film that pain shit some people are into. Finger him a few times, slowly so they can get some close ups, then fuck him like you've never fucked before. Come wherever you like, just make sure to let us know so they can get in close and film it."

Jimin was on his hands and knees, silk panties long gone, as he spread his cheeks wide for Seokjin. His hole was stretched open, pink and glistening. Seokjin coated his fingers in the clear liquid and crawled behind the blond.

"Alright, no stopping this time. Let's get this cumshot in one go. Action!" Yoongi murmured, cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth.

Seokjin brought two fingers to Jimin's entrance and remembering Hoseok's words, slowly pushed in until he was knuckle deep. He pulled his fingers out, before pushing back in enjoying the sound of soft moans underneath him. Seokjin took his time to add another, and another, making sure to press down on Jimin's sensitive spot when he withdrew his fingers with each thrust. He watched in awe as Jimin's hole stretched perfectly around his knobbly fingers, clenching and fluttering due to his touch. He pulled out gently, coating his entire hand with more lubricant before lining up once more, tucking his thumb into the palm of his hand and steadily worked his entire fist into the blonds ass.

Jimin let out a long whine, teeth digging into his bottom lip. "Jimin don't do that, let it all out." Yoongi yelled unimpressed at his attempts to quiet himself.

Seokjin couldn't believe his eyes as he pushed in further, his whole hand disappearing inside Jimin's ass. He nearly came right then and there. He moved his hand shallowly inside Jimin's warm hole, cock throbbing as Jimin's pants and whimpers filled the room. "Fuck, you are amazing." Seokjin choked, enjoying the depravity of performing an act like this on someone. The camera men moved around the studio, positioning themselves awkwardly close to Seokjin to film what would no doubt be the highlight of the film. He looked over his shoulder and asked, "Can I fuck him now?"

"Yes, YES." Smoke puffed out between Yoongi's lips as he replied.

Seokjin withdrew his hand and quickly jumped off the bed to remove his clothes, flinging his trousers off to the side. Using the hand still coated in lubricant, he jerked himself off a few times coating his length in the sticky cool liquid.

"Do you like Pizza Hut pretty boy? Because I want to stuff your crust." He looked at the camera and raised his eyebrow before he slipped his thick cock into Jimin's gaping hole, balls snapping against the blonds supple ass when he bottomed out. His hole was surprisingly still tight and Seokjin couldn't help but let out a filthy groan.

"O-oh your cock is so big, it feels soooo good. Keep fucking my ass just like that." Jimin cried out mouth hanging open as he pushed back onto Seokjin's length. Seokjin slammed his cock back in again and Jimin fell face forward into the pillows due to the force. He spread Jimin's ass cheeks with his hands, watching as his massive cock stretched out the man below him. His grip was tight on the soft skin of Jimin's hips, leaving marks that would bruise by the evening. He leaned himself over the smaller mans body, chest pressed against his muscular back and rammed into him. They were both a whining, moaning mess, his cock brushing up against Jimin's prostate with every thrust. Seokjin placed his head against Jimin's shoulders, sweat making their skin stick to one another. He reached between his legs and took Jimin's cock into his hand and pumped him in time with his own thrusts.

"I'm gonna come soon, how far away are you?" He whispered into Jimin's ear, voice barely picked up by the sound boom. "Mmm keep doing that with your hand and I'll be coming pretty soon too, shit."

Seokjin faced the camera and seductively licked his lips, a hungry noise escaping his throat. The camera crew changed positions making sure to capture all the action from different angles. Namjoon climbed onto the bed, legs planted on either side of Seokjin as he filmed from above.

"Oh-oh shit, I'm gonna come." Jimin cried into the pillows, cock throbbing as his release spurted out onto the mattress underneath him. His hole squeezed around Seokjin's cock, so he picked up the pace and fucked his ass fast, desperate to reach his orgasm too. Jimin was becoming overstimulated, squirming his body under Seokjin's firm grip. He held on tight, thrusting so deep Jimin was seeing stars. The sounds of skin slapping against skin echoed in his ears triggering him to squeeze his eyes shut as he focused on reaching his high. The tell tale sign of his approaching orgasm began, tingling starting in his crotch and slowly spreading out to his arms and legs.

Seokjin managed to pull out just as he came, hot cum landing all over Jimin's soft ass cheeks, slowly dripping down onto the back of his thighs. The camera moved in close focusing on Jimin's stretched hole and his cum covered ass, Seokjin leaned down into the shot and dragged his tongue over the smooth skin of Jimin's perky rear and began cleaning up his mess. He hummed as he licked away his salty release, eyes focused on the blinking light of the camera, corner of his mouth turning up into a small smirk.

"CUT! That was great you dirty whores! All right, let's get this set cleaned and get the fuck out of here." Yoongi passed his camera to his assistant and walked over to Seokjin, he pulled out an envelope and handed it over, "Here's ya mulah for the day. If you want more of that let me know and I'll book you in for another film. I think this one is going to do really well. Pretty face, huge cock, how could it not?"

Seokjin jogged back to the small room to get changed, he could shower at home, adrenaline was coursing through his body right now and he was excited to catch up with his closest friends and tell them about his amazing experience. Once he was back to looking like normal everyday Seokjin and not burgeoning Porn star Seokjin he made his way around the room, saying thanks to all the staff, especially Jimin who had given him a sweet kiss on the cheek.

Seokjin reached the exit pausing to take a look back at the porn set. He smiled as he watched crew dissemble lights and pack away furniture and props. Yoongi had said he could do this again, an offer he would take up for sure. Working at the local grocers didn't have as much appeal as having sweet, tight assholes begging for his cock, maybe this was the start of a new career for Seokjin? He pushed his sunglasses up onto his nose and stepped out into the bright summers day, he entered the building a porn actor virgin and left with that superstar glow, he was a (porn) star in the making.

[goodgrammaritan]

Gratitude Journal

Ventured outside today and had very successful and efficient errands. I managed not to buy anything I wasn't planning on buying! Haha, success!

Also, a friend of mine had her baby! I'm very excited for her, as there were some worries about complications, but it seems everything went fine. And I'm selfishly excited for myself, because as I'm no longer waiting for this birth announcement, I can finally take a long-awaited break from Facebook.

One of my errands today was getting this Lego set for my nephew who turns 7 next month. Pretty bitchin', huh?

[speedmetalqueen]

Hey Jack, what's happenin'?

I don't know

Well, uh, rumor around town says you might be thinkin' 'bout goin' down to the shore

Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore

What ya gonna do down there?

Uh, I don't know

Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard T-shirts

Don't forget your Motley Crüe T-shirt!

You know all proceeds go to get their lead singer outta jail

Uh-huh

Can't wait to go down, hey, uh, were ya gonna check out the sand bar while you're down there?

Uh, what's the Sand Bar?

Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink

Ah, cool

Yeah, hey, guess who's gonna be there?

Uh, who?

My favorite cover band, Crystal Ship

Wow

Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed, in fact, it goes a little like this

Love me two times, baby

Love me twice today

Love me two times, girl

'Cause I got AIDS

Love me two times, baby

Once for tomorrow

Once cause I got AIDS

Uh, pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there

I hope those guys have a good sense of humor and don't take us into court

Uh, what's the court?

Never mind that, the important thing here (you mean the People's Court!)

The- no, that's another story

The important thing here is that we get to the part where you ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore

Oh, how you gettin' down to the shore?

Funny you should ask, I've got a car now

Ah wow, how'd ya get a car?

Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas

You're kidding

I must be, the Bahamas are islands- okay, the important thing here is that, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is

Uh, uh, what kinda car do ya' got?

I've got a bitchin' Camaro

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

I ran over my neighbors

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

Now I'm in all the papers

My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro

With no insurance to match

So if I happen to run you down

Please don't leave a scratch

I ran over some old lady

One night at the county fair

And I didn't get arrested

Because my dad's the mayor

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

Donuts on your lawn

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

Tony Orlando and Dawn

When I drive past the kids

They all spit and cuss

'Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro

And they have to ride the bus

So you'd better get out of my way

When I come through your yard

'Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro

And an Exxon credit card

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

Hey man where ya headed?

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro

I don't want unleaded!

[ladyshedirewolf]

"Hey kid.. saw you at the club in the woods." He put his hand up before she could argue. "Don't worry, I'm not your dad. I just thought you should know Robb hangs out there. Pretty cool place, huh?" (tonyfuxkinstark)

@tonyfuxkinstark

The look on her face as her Uncle called her out was priceless. “You’re not gonna... Well, that’s cool. But Robb goes there? Damn. Thanks for the heads up. That might be kinda awkward just running into him.” Sansa smirked at the older man, “And  totally should have guessed you go there. I think it’s bitchin’. It’s cool and comfortable and fun. Not creepy, which is what I expected.” Her smile was playful and curious, “I’m guessing you like it there?”

[tsuki-sennin]

It's rather late at night. Had a very lovely hang-out with some friends, so now it's time to hang out with our *other* friends in Oishi-na Town~!

I don't have anything special to eat tonight, only a big bottle of cold water.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Amane-san's really become one of the gals. :)

-Oh bitchin' she got her marketable glass!

-...Mari-chan, is that a champagne flute? Bit early in the day, isn't it, man?

-Pretty Holic blush~!

-I'm pretty partial to "Amai-kaichou", myself.\

-"OH FUCK I FORGOT TO TALK"

-Ahhhhh, she's been promoted to the Intro! Epic!

-Black Pepper Lad and Fruity Finale! Who doth vie most for Yuin's heart?

-Pulling a Twilight.

-Well, I suppose it was a bit too much to ask for them to have a

-Man on the town!

-Cinnamon... what manner of man are you?

-...did your uniforms change when I wasn't looking? Is it a new season already?

-Decorated Cake!

-Ahhhh, DePaPre BGM... how I love you and your fuckin' Torigoth-ass violins.

-Fresh chocolate cream?

-Stop being objectively right about how cool Amane is, Recipeppi.

-Ranchi and Koko-neechan's arguing has been emulated by their children.

-Two teams! One for each of Amane's curiously attractive older brothers.

-Hello Godatz. Yeah that's right, sit in that fuckin' book.

-Narcistoru, you have yet to prove your worth in anything.

-...does Godatz find the "Bundoru" chant annoying? He seems very uninterested in it.

-Sesame dumplings, huh Ran?

-...when did you make that sign, Mari-chan?

-Ah c'mon Ran-chan

-"Oh man, I wanted to lick the spoon..."

-"Maybe some other time, brother."

-"Oh like you didn't want that frosting too!"

-Well, Kokone, as somebody who has watched the Suite Life of Zack and Cody in its entirety no less than five times in his youth, I can safely say that twin brothers are about as opposite as you can get except for when there's girls, food, and hi-jinx involved.

-Two cakes.

-No bulli your sister, Yuan.

-Mister Mitsuki's a bit more reserved at least.

-Oh man, I love Amane's expressions

-Oh wow. That's... quite the striking representation of lost memory.

-Oh wow, Narcistoru's power even reignites old fights.

-...what the hell is that thing?

-Oh. Finale's instrumentation is totally different, I just realized. ...very nice though, I love the sound design in general this season.

-...I'm really hoping we get a gorgeous orchestral pop rock kinda deal with the eventual truncated transformations.

-"Nooooooooo, I don't wanna be caaaaaake!"

-Oh!

-...I was just kidding about Takumicchi and Amai-kaichou being rivals for Yuin's affection, but... I kinda love the idea now.

-Man, I just can't get over how pretty the animation is this season.

-Not to say I didn't think Tropical Rouge was gorgeous too, but... wow, these colors and the way the lighting is set up are wonderful.

-Cake Twins~!

-...Takumicchi's dad is Cinnamon.

-Cake~!

-Precure Cake~!

-Pamu-Pamu and Mem-Mem. Setting aside their differences in favor of the pursuit of pretty pastry perfection.

-Today's grape juice~! Kanpaiiii~!

-Yeah I enjoyed this episode. Not a lot to say. I think Amane's totally adorable, I love seeing her succeed and become such good friends with the rest of our lassies.

-Yuan and Mitsuki have no right being that gorgeous.

-EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP IT'S A KOKONE EPISODE NEXT WEEK

-Oh fuck, table manner episode.

-Ah, it's fine, I remember all these things from my culinary class.

-I'll have to significantly tone down my swearing, but that's not an issue.