#I've seen so many of them on the roads but not a single picture on Google

[ryuki-blogs]

I desperately need a transformer whose alt mode is a truck but like... truck that's brighter than a Christmas tree

[welldonebeca]

The Groupie (1)

Summary: When Team Free Will, your favourite band, stoped by your town, you decide to make the night memorable by visiting their tour bus. And then you are found. (And fucked.) Pairing: TFW (Samx Dean, Castiel) x F!Reader. WC: 1.5k words Warnings: Band AU. Smut. Tension. Dirty talking. Pussy slapping. Oral sex.

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You checked your surrounding before sliding open the bus door.

People would think you were crazy. And maybe you were, a little bit.

Team Free Will was in your town for the first and maybe only time, and you couldn't skip their show.

You had seen them in other places, but this was your homeland, and you needed to make it epic.

There was a lot that could go wrong, but you were young, and you would only be young once.

You’d never been this ambitious before, but you had come to this concert with an empty stomach, some well-hidden alcohol and a big crush on their drummer.

So maybe you threw your panties at him. And then flashed your tits at him, and loved to see him all flustered when he realised what had happened.

And now you were ending your night by getting in his tour bus without his knowledge.

You weren't going to be a creepy stalker, just take a picture.

And maybe steal a shirt.

And if anyone showed up you'd just lie and say you wanted to get your underwear back.

Their tour bus was beautiful.

It looked classy, and well decorated, and the second floor even had four beds!

You even laid down on one, rubbing yourself all over the sheets and inhaling the manly scent around him.

Oh, to be fucked in such a comfortable bed, right in the road... anyone who was in a tall enough car or building would be able to see you right through the window being fucked stupid.

Dammit... you were horny.

Walking around without your underwear a flashing a guy during a concert was a little too much for your brain to handle.

But before you could think of what to even do, the door opened downstairs, and you heard someone entering before closing it.

Oh shit.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Fuck, you were screwed.

"Come down, I've seen you already," a bored voice called you.

Was that Castiel?

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my-

"I'm not calling again."

You put your shoes on quickly, rushing down with your face burning deeply.

"I'm sorry," you apologised quickly. "I was just curious. And-"

When you reached the middle of the stairs, he was holding your panties in a single finger with a deadpan look on his face.

"And you were looking for this?" he asked. "Before I even arrived?"

You closed your mouth.

Oh.

"You know how many fans have used that excuse with me?" he asked.

You swung a little on the balls of your feet.

"Two?" you asked, embarrassed.

He sighed.

"This month? Four."

You pouted a little.

And there you thought you were being original.

"But your aim was really good," he told you, sitting down on a large couch. "Dean joked that you could be a sniper with that throw."

You giggled, swinging a little side to side.

"And what did he say about the rest?" you teased him.

Castiel moved his jaw slowly, watching you.

"That if I didn't fuck you, he might as well do," he rested an arm over the back of the feat. "That no girl throws her underwear and shows her tits if she doesn't want to be fucked."

You rubbed your thighs together. He was so nonchalant, as if it didn't even matter to him. Still, his bright blue eyes travelled down to watch you do it, and shook his head.

"Nor would she wear such a tiny little skirt.

You gulped, heart thundering in your chest.

"I just didn't expect you to show up so fast," he added. "I thought that maybe you would follow us into another state before getting bold, but here you are. You even helped yourself to the beds."

You flushed, not knowing what to do.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled, looking down.

"Oh no, bad girl," he clicked his tongue. "You've made your bed."

You raised your eyes to him, and Castiel pushed your panties into his pocket before tapping the seat by his side.

"The door is right there, there is no one outside. If you want to lay on it, you do it now, or never."

You were so wet by that statement.

Just a fucking leaky whore.

You stepped closer to Castiel slowly, afraid that he would just throw you away, but he just watched as you sat down by his side.

"Show me," he requested, waving a hand as if to shoo you. "What did I do to you?"

It took you a minute to understand his instruction, but you spread your legs and gasped when Castiel put a hand between them, touching your pussy and collecting your wetness, taking it to his face to look at it and then touching your lip with his dry thumb.

"Open up," he hummed.

Castiel pushed his fingers into your lips and you sucked on them, pussy clenching around nothing as you did, and he watched you with a smirk on his lips.

"Look at you," he cooed. "Sweet leaky whore."

You whimpered at the words in your mind echoing through his lips.

He finally pulled his fingers out, and they were glistening with your saliva before moving them between your legs.

"So wet, but so tight," he hummed. "When was the last time you were even fucked?"

You squirmed.

"'s been a while," you confessed.

Castiel pushed two fingers into you, stretching your cunt, making you close your eyes at the sweet rubbing pleasure.

"Are you one of those groupies, riding your pencil cock boyfriend with a poster of us on the ceiling?" he asked, cheeky. "Imagining it's one of our cocks inside you and not his?"

You whined, feeling fucking called out.

"Castiel," you whimpered.

He chuckled.

"So you do," he cooed. "Oh, leaky whore. And here I am, making all of your dreams come true?"

You nodded.

"Yes," you whined, lightheaded. "Yes, please."

You were so horny you could even cum already.

He pulled his fingers away, still, watching you, and pinched your clit.

"And what do I get?" he raised his eyebrows.

You licked your lips.

"You can use me."

He could do whatever he wanted with you.

"Use you?" he asked.

"Fuck me," you added, eager, as his hand rested on your thigh, wet and strong where he squeezed you. "Any of my holes, all of them. You can even do it bare, I've never... I've never fucked without a condom before."

He licked his lips and spread your legs a little more, pushing your skirt up.

"I get to fill that little cunt?" he cooed, moving closer to you, lips hovering over yours. "And are you going to be good for me if I do? You're gonna be a good little leaky whore and obey your idol?"

You nodded obediently.

"Yes," you whined. "Yes, always."

Suddenly, he slapped your pussy, and you jumped, shocked.

"Castiel!"  you yelped.

"Beg me."

You looked into his eyes, watching you coldly.

"Please."

He slapped you again, and you gasped.

"Again."

"Please," you whined.

Another slap, and you could feel yourself leaking onto his hand.

"Please, Castiel, please," you cried. "Fuck me."

Another, harder, right on your clit, making your whole body tremble.

"Please, I need you."

He stopped and smiled, and kissed your cheek.

"Of course."

Castiel fell to his knees and put a single one of your knees over his shoulders before pulling you by your hips and burying his face into your cunt.

He licked and sucked you like you were the sweetest of desserts, devouring your cunt ferociously.

You gasped and pushed desperately against his face, his scratching beard be damned.

"Yes," you cried. "Castiel."

He grabbed and squeezed your thighs and your hips, nails running over the skin of your hips, taking you whole.

You closed your eyes, arching your body to him, moaning and crying on top of him.

"Please," you cried.

You were just about to cum when you heard the door opening, and tried to pull away from Castiel, but he didn't even care.

Instead, Castiel pinned you down and lifted your legs higher, spreading them as wide as they could go, leaving you right on display for his band members.

"Oh, hello," Dean greeted you.

"Oh, shit!" Sam gasped.

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[f1-disaster-bi]

For the situation asks/prompts - how about 30 and Dando? I actually don't think I've seen many like that for them surprisingly!

Ooo yes! I haven't seen a lot of this for them!

30- Only one bed

Lando really hadn't been thinking when he agreed to road trip across Australia with Daniel.

In his brain, the idea was fantastic. He'd pictured them laughing and signing along to shitty music. Long stints of driving broken up by beaches and little towns and restaurants off the beaten track. Days spent by the beach or the coast or just finding things to do and collecting little trinkets.

It had been the ideal way to spend a few weeks between finishing university and having to start being an adult, but Lando hadn't taken into account the fact that he was madly in love with his friend.

Lando didn't know exactly when it had happened, but it had. He had fallen head over heels for Daniel, and Lando didn't know what to do with that fact because it was Daniel.

Every time the other so much as looked at him, Lando felt his heart skipping a beat. It was especially bad whenever they were driving and Daniel turned to grin at him, on hand on the wheel, the other on the gear stick and the sun fading in the background as wind tousled his curls.

It was a type of torture that Lando didn't have words to explain.

He had honestly thought that the worst was nearly over. Their road trip was coming to an end, and even though Lando enjoyed it, he was going to have space to lick his wounds and recover from being hopelessly in love with Daniel.

They just had a few more days, Lando repeated to himself as he watched Daniel get the key to their room from the girl flirting with him at the front desk, just a few more days and Lando could drown his heartbreak in ice cream and CoD.

"Ready, buddy bear?", Daniel grinned, throwing his arm around Lando’s shoulder, squeezing him close.

Lando just nodded and leaned into Daniel's touch. The heat of the day was dying down, and it left him wanting nothing more than a shower and bed as Daniel let go of him to open the door to their room. Daniel was the first to step inside and Lando smacked right into him when Daniel stopped dead in his tracks.

"Did you forget how to walk?", Lando grumbled softly, shoving at Daniel a little so he could step passed him, and that's when he saw it, "Oh"

There was only one bed.

It was a very large, comfy looking bed, but there was no single bed in sight. Just one big king-sized bed with pillows and sheets, and Lando wanted to jump out the window because there was no way he could sleep here.

"Should I go see if they have another room?", Daniel asked, dropping his bag to the floor as he looked around. He ran a hand over his face, maybe looking as stresses as Lando before he relaxed, "But we're only here for two nights, so..."

"So....", Lando swallowed, looking away from Daniel's face, "Maybe we should just stick it out?"

"Can't be that bad", Daniel laughed as he moved to collapse onto the bed with a grin as he patted the bed, "I already know you snore so what's a little cuddling, eh?"

Lando hoped the laughter he let out sounded normal as he let Daniel wrapp a hand around his wrist and tug him onto the bed.

As he stared at the ceiling, listening to Daniel talk about everything and nothing, Lando hoped that he wouldn't some how embarrass or out himself as being another idiot that was embarrassingly in love with Daniel.

[9w1ft]

So there are pictures out there of Taylor with both Butcker and Gracie who defended his speech. With Butcker she's even interacting and joking. Then Travis likes a Trump post. I've seen so many swifties saying she's MAGA now and they should vote this way as well. The Chiefs dropped the other day merch with Eras Tour which means she's doing another football season, giving them some more publicity and not saying anything throughout the election when now it looks like she's MAGA. Taylor and Travis don't respond to this and do clean up image for the Chiefs. I truly don't know what to think anymore. There is a serious risk here of Trump getting re elected and she's helping with it. I feel like it's time we consider she never cared about any political ideology and it was always about money. I'm so disheartened by this. I fell like she played us all and THIS is actually her.

i wanted to preface this by saying i feel that my response is really inadequate here and to apologize for that in advance. but i felt you might be new or recent and so i felt compelled to play the role of the old man at the cave entrance.

i think that part of kaylor is having that unique perspective that allows you to look at things like these with a little more nuance than other perspectives might have. i think it gives a little more insight into why taylor’s psyche may or may not lead her to do this or that. i don’t mean this as a value judgment. none of this is empirically great. but, i can see how we are here.

anon i want you to know, i’ve been here since 2018 and i am fairly confident that every single year someone has messaged me the last two sentences you did, verbatim. some years many people many times. the paragraphs preceding it are something different depending on what the world events of the time are. and i don’t mean to downplay what you are saying. rather, i want to point out that people have felt like you have every single year in recent years, and will continue to feel this way until suddenly it feels that way no longer. and when that suddenly is is something we just cannot know. no matter how certain you may feel about what’s behind the next bend in the road, you simply don’t know. so it’s important to know that you have a choice now.

if i was so inclined, i could get into it further and explain more than a handful of specific times over the years where the turning point felt promised and the glasses i wore were like those special fireworks glasses you get at the fair or at a festival, the one that turn points of light into shapes, like stars or hearts. everything looks like what you’re looking for. but, try as you might, things are just out of our hands.

you might find yourself seeing hearts all the way til you turn that corner and when there’s nothing and you’re faced with another dash to the next corner of the same building.. you might indeed feel used! but, i want to take this chance to tell you that there’s a better way to go about things. because you can just walk out a bit to the bench over there to the side, overlooking the building and the scenery, and you can sit down and enjoy the view. or, if metaphors arent your thing, i recommend engaging in some local work in your community, or through your job if you’ve got one that gives you a chance to be kind to someone. reconnect with your ability to impact on society and uplift people around you in real life. look out for one another. don’t allow the enormity of things make you believe that you and i can’t make the world a better place collectively.

because if you put yourself at the macro level and convince yourself that the world being fixed hinges on things that taylor does or celebrities do, and that efforts are meaningless in the face of people with massive numbers attached to their names, the world will truly pass you by. we all have but one life to live. allow yourself to be fueled and inspired in your daily life by taylor’s art or the story that you perceive, the parts you find worth fighting for, and better yourself. in other words, you think taylor is using you? well, why not use her to become a better you! and if you feel hurt no matter how you try, and if pop culture’s most successful pop artist mega star is just not the beacon that you had hoped for and if all of this is ruining your life, it’s alright and justified to step away or to diversify what inspires you. you gotta do you!

[unnervinglyferal]

My new obsession right now is Columbo

My mom finds this very odd

I don’t understand why

I have a curio cabinet with dead things in it but she’s weirded out by my current obsession with a 70’s tv show

Although is it really a 70’s show when the first pilot episode was aired in 1968 and the last episode was aired in 2003?

That spans from the late sixties all the way to the early two thousands

If you want to include the first time the character of Columbo was seen that was the early sixties but I don’t really count that one because it was for a completely different show and he was played by a completely different actor and now Columbo is just very intwined with Peter Falk

Anyways Mom finds my obsession super weird

I can’t tell if it’s because the show was started before she was born or because both my parents have said that it was the type of show kids only watched if their grandparents were watching it

I mean like last month we had a conversation about making me a decomposition box for road kill but she’s weirded out by the 70’s show obsession

I literally walked into a water filled ditch to grab a frog today, I had to hose off the bottom of my pants after that

But somehow the fact that I know how many years it was until people knew if Columbo had a glass eye like Falk did is odd

(25, and yes the character does have a glass eye like Falk did)

This is the lady who admitted to spending hours try to figure out what type of wetland the Frog Pond is

Oh also I realized I have a screen recorder on my computer so I don’t have to fuss around on like fifty different sites trying to find good quality video files of the episodes and then fuss around for like thirty minutes trying to find good subtitles online

I can just record them from my screen

tbh weirdness is relative. There's people who would think that keeping chickens and grabbing random snakes recreationally is weird, but if something's normal in your region, it is. Nobody in my girlfriend's family considers it odd or unusual that she had a baby at 16 (despite of the average age to do that around here being almost twice that), the part they consider weird is that I'm still in the picture and actually changing diapers.

There's no such thing as normal, so don't worry about that. Also I've never seen a single episode of Columbo and have only learned about it through people making "I've been watching Columbo for some reason" posts a lot online. Which on its own is fascinating.

[limbolandscapes]

Been A While.

Hey. How's it going. Been pretty busy these past months, which meant no activity on this page. But, I want that to change soon. I've been getting into the whole "liminal space" subject again, and it reminded me of this page on tumblr I made a while ago. That's just a bit of what I wanted to talk about. Something is on my mind recently. I don't have any pictures for interesting abandoned places or familiar locations you swore you have seen before, but this does have something to do with those. Abandoned malls. You have seen them, those eerie, empty places with nearly nobody. Quiet music echoes around the halls and the buzz of the yellow lights to accompany it. Somehow stores can still reside in those halls, even if the mall has around 100 visitors a day, with around 12 of those visitors actually purchasing goods from the shops, or expired candy from the rusted machines. Play places sit still collecting dust, carousels and other little rides become inoperable. Why am I bringing this up though? It's December of 2014. People are rushing to buy presents for loved ones, roads are filled up with cars sitting in traffic, going to different stores and restaurants with family and friends. People sit outside of popular thrift stores dressed in well built Santa costumes, ringing a bell and giving their merriest "Ho, Ho Ho!" waiting for people to slip a coin into a red bucket beside them. That is exactly what I saw, while my parents drove me and my sister to a local mall, that was exploding in popularity. It was very hard to find a parking spot, but eventually a lane was found where my parents rushed to pull into. I remember being so excited, just waiting to see what was in store, and what was in stores too. I was still building my Christmas list at the time, and I was taken there with my sister to get ideas. It was, to say the least, extravagant. The large halls were crowded with people talking to each other, navigating to shops to buy gifts for their families and friends. Candy and vending machines were nearly empty, with lines of kids my size waiting to try new bubblegum flavors, and new stuffed animals that they knew they couldn't get. So many red and green decorations were scattered throughout, from snowflakes, to streamers, to little icons with snowmen, Santa, elves, and other such family favorites on the walls. Charity organizations and stores had their sponsored signs across the walls and on pillars, with merry signs to attract customers and donors. Christmas songs would play through the speakers, though you could barely hear it through the footsteps and chattering of hundreds of people. I don't think a single person there wasn't smiling. Finally, my dad guided my into a gift shop. I couldn't get many ideas as half of the shelves were empty, because all of the popular toys were sold out. It seemed like a scene straight out of my favorite Christmas movie Jingle All The Way. I got to sit on Santa's lap and I excitedly told him exactly what I wanted - a huge marble run set. It was probably my dream toy, to make my own marble courses and show them off to my family. I would go through all of the shops finding gift ideas for myself and my family, taking notes on a little notepad I had brought with me. That, was probably the best memory of my life, that single day. I was so happy, travelling through the mall, and the rest of town. I was so young, and even the littlest thing would make me so happy. Good things dont last forever. (PART 1 OF 2) - Wyntre Woods 2023, posting on Limbo Landscapes

[chamberedbeauty]

@loveaffairxc

Her family was no stranger to war. Not with her father being one of the many heroes of the first World War and honored in all the ways a decorated war Colonel would be. Both her grandparents served in the Spanish-American War with the same admirable rankings and legend- and her ancestors before. Civil War to the Revolution. There name and pride was upheld.

But there was a difference between reading and hearing about the stories- even seeing pictures was nothing compared to what the young woman had seen after signing up to provide nursing aid to the American troops overseas. Her father despised the idea and her mother nearly fainted when Gwen had told them, but she couldn't just sit- especially not when her fiancé was somewhere near Paris fighting on the frontlines.

She'd just been transferred to the newly stationed Eighth Air Force in England, and watching every single as less and less planes came flying back than out was gut wrenching- just as much as watching the medics pull burnt, bloodied, and wounded men from their planes.

"You have to give me room!" Gwen demanded as the airman hovered over his wingman. "You have to let us work. You have to-" The brunette stops, putting her hand on the man's chest to stop him while the other nurses push the stretcher further into the infirmary. "The more I have to tell you this, the more time we have to take away from him, and if we don't get him treated immediately- he will die. Do you understand that?" She wastes no more time before turning back around and ran after the stretcher and into the makeshift operating room.

Two hours pass before Gwen walks outside, catching glimpse of the man now perched outside. A slow breath is taken before she walks up to him, crossing her arms then gives the faintest of smiles before nodding towards the door. "Come on....don't act like I didn't notice the burn on your leg. It doesn't look too bad, but it doesn't take much for those to get worse. If you let take me take a look at it now I won't mention it to your General."

Her smile grows just a bit before turning to walk back into the infirmary. She nods towards one of beds as she grabs some antiseptic cream, rag with a cool can of water, and a few bandages. "....Good news. I think you'll make it, but this is going to sting." As carefully as she can, Gwen places the rag against the burn, cleaning it the best she could before placing the cream over it and begins bandaging it up.

".....Your partner. I won't lie to you, he is rough shape, but we got him stabilized and on a plane to London. He has a long road ahead of him and unfortunately I think they'll have to remove his legs, but he'll make it. Even better, he'll get to go home."

The last of the bandage is taped up before Gwen sits back to examine her work then reaches her hand out to him. "Gwendolyn Grace Adler. Most people just call me Gwen. You're Andrew Smith, right? It's nice to meet you. I've heard great things." Another smile is shot in his direction as she begins cleaning up the area. "So...Andrew Smith....where are you from? I'm from Montana, but was living in New York just before the war began to go to college. My father is the Senator from Montana and well, I wanted to follow in his footsteps. I was studying political science, but when Pearl Harbor was bombed I decided to get into nursing to help as much as I can. What about you? What were you doing before the war?"

[alarrytale]

You are funny making posts about Harry when you have no knowledge of him or his fans outside of your larry bubble. Saying ” If your target audience is tired of you, embarrased on your behalf or not really buying what you are selling (stunt or brand deals) at some point you should take a break or change strategy.” is funny because its so not true. Is it true when it comes to you and your larrie friends? Sure! But did it ever hit you that he wants you gone? That he doesnt care If you buy what he is selling? Did it ever hit you that they are not together and you as a larrie fan isnt his target? That the focus for him isnt the group that made his life a hell last year and the group of fans that always end up threathing to stop being a fan as soon as he does something larries have not aoproved? That he may have goals or thing he needs to do without having to think about you? Go to hsd and read the quotes on the latest picture of him and Taylor and not a single harrie being embarrased, tried etc. Do you have any idea about the things people are saying on instagram? All positive comments on harryflorals from harries. You have no pulse on his fandom

Hi, anon!

I do have a pulse on this fandom. I've talked about it many times before. Larries are in the minority in the harry fandom. I'm also well aware that a lot of people fawn over harry and hussell. But you do understand that the fans fawning over it, are also fans who will fawn over everything he does, regardless? They are sheep, often young, who like him for superficial reasons. The minute he dumps her and finds a new stunt, they'll forget about her. The minute he's not in the media, stop making pop songs or loses his looks, they'll run. Harry wouldn't have as many het fans if there was more competition. That competition will come.

If, if being the operative word here, he continues down this road, people are going to grow tired and find new shiny things to be fans of. I've seen the fandom being pretty united in their boredom over the citrus fruit bike promo regardless if you are het or a larrie. I also can't imagine you hets being thrilled about him hanging out with JC? You didn’t exactly love O either? Or Harry being ridiculed across fandoms after Venice?

Hshq and harry don't want us larries gone. Pleasing's larriebaiting begs to differ lol. They want our money and sees us as a significant target group. They cater to us as well as you hets. We larries provide free promo and free engagement. H's biggest twitter update account is a larrie one. Even though you hets outnumber us, when it comes to influence and power, we larries have you beat. Since we also think he's gay and with Louis, we believe he's appreciating having a group out there who sees him for who he is.

And my last point. Your relationship with harry shouldn't be unconditional. He's a celebrity who's going to turn out to be someone different than you thought he was. Celebrities create an image of themselves to make themselves palatable to the gp. If he does something you don’t approve of you should call him out on it. Don't blindly idolize him. You have to set boundaries for yourself. Stick to your own morals and principles, don't ignore them because it's Harry who's breaking them.

[claire-starsword]

The Guardiana Magic School Run - Part 3

No doodle this time as I had no ideas, every joke about giant bats sucking has already been done I think. Also I've just realized I lost all my pre battle screenshots due to a emulation mishap so. Oops. We bad at pictures today, sorry.

Anyway. We return to Guardiana to sing our praises and maybe not dwell too much on the fact Gong just died. Resurrection is too a good display of Guardiana's magic. I guess.

We say hi to Mae and Gort and grab their weapons for extra money. We also grab plenty of stuff from the treasure room. The Antidote gets safely tucked in the item box as poison won't be a thing for the next battles. The Angel Wing is against my rules and thus to be sold. The Power Wine and Defense Potion also go to the item box as I don't see the need for them right now.

More importantly, the Rousing Ring. This thing is a gift for giant bat haters everywhere, preventing a character from falling asleep. Unfortunately there's only one in game (unless they show up in deals? but I sure haven't seen them there ever). I give it to Gong because Max is kinda overleveled right now, and Tao and Lowe should not be directly hitting enemies too often.

All the loot we could sell gives us a sizable chunk of money. I check the deals and there's still nothing there. The Guardiana weapon shop is also very disappointing. So it's time to start stocking on Steel Rings as I hoped. And by stocking I mean buy two. Definitely would like to have more, as for now, I move all three to Tao, who is by far the most frail character right now, and next battles will be more open so I don't think Max and Gong will manage to fully protect everyone.

I also replenish everyone's stock of Medical Herbs, which isn't a big deal since we didn't use many.

This is where I should have screenshots to show how absurd Max is getting in stats, his attack is like 20 compared to the others having less than 15, definitely need to let the others catch up on levels. Tao's base defense is 4, which is half of Gong's, the guy who died last battle. You can see now why I want those rings so bad. Especially since I recall now there being more Rune Knights next battle.

We cannot delay meeting them any longer. I save the game, and go on for the glory of Guardiana's Magic School.

The clear bonus is 400 gold for winning in at most 10 turns, almost enough money for another Steel Ring, so I want that, but perhaps I should have learned a lesson from last time. Also I don't think skipping enemies to get to Alterone is worth it, we'd miss a lot of exp. Let actually try to minimize deaths this time.

We have a couple of bats who I think will advance immediately, and a lot of dark dwarves. I would love if they didn't advance, which might mean taking things slowly and missing the bonus. Though they might advance anyway and then I'll feel very stupid. Oh well.

Turn 2, nothing happened. The dwarves indeed don't feel like moving, while the bats have inched closer. Let's see if we can deal with them quickly. I send Max to bait them as his huge stats should shrug off bats without much issue.

They take the bait immediately due to having great agility. Their position annoys me a bit, but at least every other character can hop to beat them up right now.

By characters I mean Tao. Lowe can't reach, and Gong gets dodged because flying enemies Do That A Lot. Tao does level up though, and gets Blaze 2, which is fun and exciting. I will mention though, she has yet to get a single defense point via level up. I'm beginning to wonder if it's ever a thing for her.

Turn 4. Gong has managed to hit the second bat and take more than half its HP so Tao can definitely finish it up after Gong tanks a hit, and he will not fall asleep due to his ring. Let's see if Max can bait some dwarves already, though I have little hope of getting the bonus. I just rather these guys come for Max than anyone else.

The dwarves refuse to come and are instead gathering to block the road, which is the fastest path to Alterone. But I said I wouldn't rush, so perhaps beating them from the forest side I can get some terrain bonuses. Unfortunately they too will be getting the terrain bonuses.

To put it plainly, I don't know what I'm doing.

Turn 6. Whatever I did was good, one dwarf came after while the others are now closer to the road and thus getting less terrain bonuses. Hope they stay that way.

Max and Gong team up flawlessly and Gong's level up makes him seem very determined to not die again.

Man, why did I even want the Demibuster.

Lowe is doing a whole bunch of nothing so I send him to heal Max from all the 1 damages he's been taking.

Everything proceeds smoothly and Tao proves that yes, she can get defense on level ups. Sometimes. Occasionally.

Lowe also gets to do something after Max kindly left a dwarf with 1 HP remaining.

Unfortunately we're at turn 9 with a mass of knights and bats remaining so it's safe to say the bonus is impossible. So let us be as cautious as possible and go through the forest, hoping dispatching the bats before the knights get involved.

The bats get baited and finally some snoozing happens. It's chill though, I legit skipped Max's turn to see if others can get the exp.

Lowe proceed to disappoint me as usual.

Eventually he does land a hit but it doesn't even do half and I don't have that kind of patience, Max reaps the rewards here and his level ups continue to be absolutely wild.

Knights are horrible in forests so I'm hoping it's okay to advance this much. Gong also heals himself for some exp, clearly no useful healing is getting done today.

I mess up again because they can still use the roads! Everyone thank the Steel Rings right now.

Gong is also reaping sweet rewards of his training. The reward is "dying less".

Tao spends her last MP on sweet revenge.

Lowe finally gets a level up from healing Tao, and learns Detox. This never happens in a timely manner on my usual playthroughs.

Nothing else to say, we wipe out the knights in this chill manner, with mostly Max and Gong. I try leaving this final guy for Lowe but Max counters because he's too good to share the spotlight. We're four or five turns beyond the bonus, I didn't pay attention, but the battle itself was pretty easy. I feel this will be a pattern in this playthrough, we're pretty overleveled for this part so we survive well, but with few characters we just don't deal enough damage to wipe the enemies fast enough. Obviously, this is because again I wanted all enemy exp instead of rushing to the objective.

There's only so much I can weep about it right now though. This is Alterone, the town full of loot. So money won't exactly be lacking. I might have one less Steel Ring by the end of the chapter though :(

after like ten minutes maybe more of opening chests, including the one after talking to the king, we have extra herbs, Healing Seed for the late game, another Power Wine and Defense Potion, a Life Loaf that might actually be from Guardiana and I didn't notice, some Middle Swords, plural, and useless wooden weapons, I can't understand why they're here. One Middle Sword manages to make Max more powerful than he already is. The rest of the weapons are going to make us rich as the average Alterone citizen.

The deals section decides to finally have something…

It is an axe. Which no one will use in this run. Also I would love to have data on these special weapons because the Jagged Flash tends to be the most useless of them to me, I don't notice any significant extra damage on flying enemies and flying enemies dodge it all the time anyway. This might be the worst thing we could have possibly rolled. Let's just check the normal weapon shop.

The Demibuster is a whopping 800 gold and actually weaker than the Middle Sword. It will still deal more damage against dark dwarves, but man, Max doesn't need it.

The Voodoo Staff meanwhile is a new weapon exactly between the Wooden and Power Staff. Makes sense, right? It can also poison enemies, which I guess could be useful, if we weren't killing anything in one or two hits anyway. With all that said, the Power Staff is debuting like, literally the next battle. I also don't have much interest in sending the blazing woman and healer guy to hit stuff when they could be blazing and healing instead, especially when their defenses still don't inspire much confidence. That's right baby this isn't the Alterone Magic School run this is the Guardiana Magic School, I'm going back there and grabbing more Steel Rings before the chapter closes!!

Just to complete the ramblings, Alterone has their own special ring too, the Evade Ring. In this version, characters have no natural chance of evading as far as I've seen, and depend on equipment like this instead. Of course, this one stacks to a chance of at most 6-8%, so it's very shaky compared to our great and solid Guardiana equipment. It is cheaper than Steel Rings though, so might be a good option for squishy characters once we run out of money.

For now though, we're off to funding the restoration of our glorious country. We buy three rings and store them safely in the item box for now.

We have an old friend to meet next time, after all.

Losses: 0 Deaths: 1 This episode: not yet sponsored by the Guardiana royal family but Queen Anri if you're out there I'd love the money

[princesssarisa]

Character ask: Goofy (Disney)

Favorite thing about them: How funny he is, obviously, but also how sweet, friendly, and earnest he is, which makes him truly likable and more than just a one-note bumbling idiot.

Least favorite thing about them: Probably his well-meaning yet questionable parenting choices in A Goofy Movie that make Max miserable. Though of course the moody teenage Max is at fault too, and once they finally have a heart-to-heart talk, they come to a beautiful resolution.

Three things I have in common with them:

*I'm friendly most of the time.

*I can be clumsy.

*I'm at least a little eccentric.

Three things I don't have in common with them:

*I'm not tall or skinny

*I'm not nearly as accident prone as he is.

*I'm not an anthropomorphic male dog.

Favorite line:

From one episode of Goof Troop:

"If there's one thing I don't like about falling off a roof, it's the pain involved."

As Marley's Ghost in Mickey's Christmas Carol:

"And so as punishment, I'm forced to carry these heavy chains for eternity!... Maybe even longer!"

From A Goofy Movie, his response to Max insisting that he's grown up and has his own life now:

"I know that! I just wanted to be part of it! You're my son, Max. No matter how big you get, you'll always be my son."

From Mickey's Once Upon a Christmas:

"Of course there's a Santy. Otherwise, we'd have a lot of jobless elves running around."

And from Lonesome Ghosts, a line that either inspired Ray Parker Jr. when he wrote the theme for Ghostbusters, or else is a hilarious coincidence:

"I ain't a-scared of no ghosts!"

brOTP: Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, and his son Max.

OTP: Max's mother, whoever she might have been, and sometimes Clarabelle Cow. (Yes, I also know about Sylvia from An Extremely Goofy Movie, but I've never actually seen that movie, so it doesn't feel quite right to list her too.)

nOTP: Max.

Random headcanon: His two favorite foods are pancakes (since he sings about them at one point in Mickey and the Beanstalk and eats them in the breakfast scene in A Goofy Movie) and homegrown tomatoes (since he sang a cute song about them on the '90s kids album Funny Food Songs). Sometimes he combines them: for example, he makes BLT sandwiches with pancakes instead of bread, or griddled tomatoes with butter and maple syrup.

Unpopular opinion: I'd like to see an explanation of what happened to Max's mother that didn't kill her off. I know it's generally accepted fanon that she died, but in the first place, there are too many dead mothers in media, and secondly, the idea that a character as happy and silly as Goofy should be a widower feels so sad and wrong. But then, the alternative of a divorce that ends with Max's mother no longer in his life might be worse. The only explanation that wouldn't be incredibly sad for Goofy would be if Max was adopted and Goofy was always a single parent. But that doesn't seem likely: all evidence points to Max being Goofy's biological son, since he has his buck teeth and his laugh. Maybe it's just as well that Max's mother has never been mentioned at all.

Song I associate with them:

"The World Owes Me a Living" (although it was first sung by the Grasshopper in The Grashopper and the Ants, who just happened to be voiced by Pinto Colvig using his Goofy voice, it later became a signature song for Goofy himself)

"On the Open Road"

"Nobody Else But You"

Favorite picture of them:

[hopeymchope]

Acknowledging my unexpected success/pondering my blogging future

Sometimes, instead of just posting about Danganronpa or anime in general, I veer off the unexpected path and post something totally unrelated. When I do this? It's mostly for myself; I never really expect to receive much of an audience.

Which is why the overwhelming success of my loooong post about the death of the Veronica Mars fandom has got me completely shocked. It might not be my most popular post ever yet, but it's escalating in exposure so quickly that I can easily picturing it getting there.

I'm grateful to so many fellow Tumblrinas (are we even still calling ourselves that) for their incredibly kind and enthusiastic responses to it. I've read EVERY SINGLE tag you've added, I've seen EVERY SINGLE reblog note, EVERY goddamn reply. And I'm just... gobsmacked. It's amazing to go to be a writer and finally, FINALLY feel like you wrote something a ton of people both READ and LIKED READING. Like, holy shit. Thank you so much. My day job should be so lucky! My fucking fanfics should be so lucky! lol

This, but with total sincerity.

I also feel a tad guilty, because that deep dive into the Murder of the Veronica Mars Fandom is so NON-INDICATIVE of my usual content on this blog. Which is why, in the wake of this massive response, I'm wondering if I should make a whole series of posts about fandom histories on here (tagging them as such), or maybe create a new side blog for those projects instead? Maybe make the side blog, then reblog such posts here as well? Or something?

...not sure whether any of that is a good idea right now. Posts of this type obviously take time, and they wouldn't be common in any arena, but investigating the history of fandoms I'm not even a part of is a casual hobby that I can get really passionate about at random intervals. So it'd be fun to go down this road again, and see if other people enjoy another such trip.

And maybe you/they wouldn't care! Maybe I just tapped into a hotbed of Burnt Marshmallows lurking on Tumblr. Maybe it doesn't matter what else I write such an essay about, because I need that established base to make people interested. But... I can't be sure until I try.

[welldonebeca]

The Groupie*

Summary: When Team Free Will, your favourite band, stoped by your town, you decide to make the night memorable by visiting their tour bus. And then you are found. (And fucked.) Pairing: TFW (Samx Dean, Castiel) x F!Reader. Warnings: Band AU. Smut. Tension. Dirty talking. Pussy slapping. Oral sex. Smut. Tension. Dirty talking. Fingering. A bit of exhibitionism. Foursome. Degrading kink. Oral sex.  Anal sex. Vaginal sex. Overstimulation. Aftercare. Fluff.

You checked your surrounding before sliding open the bus door.

People would think you were crazy. And maybe you were, a little bit.

Team Free Will was in your town for the first and maybe only time, and you couldn't skip their show.

You had seen them in other places, but this was your homeland, and you needed to make it epic.

There was a lot that could go wrong, but you were young, and you would only be young once.

You’d never been this ambitious before, but you had come to this concert with an empty stomach, some well-hidden alcohol and a big crush on their drummer.

So maybe you threw your panties at him. And then flashed your tits at him,  and loved to see him all flustered when he realised what had happened.

And now you were ending your night by getting in his tour bus without his knowledge.

You weren't going to be a creepy stalker, just take a picture.

And maybe steal a shirt.

And if anyone showed up you'd just lie and say you wanted to get your underwear back.

Their tour bus was beautiful.

It looked classy, and well decorated, and the second floor even had four beds!

You even laid down on one, rubbing yourself all over the sheets and inhaling the manly scent around him.

Oh, to be fucked in such a comfortable bed, right in the road... anyone who was in a tall enough car or building would be able to see you right through the window being fucked stupid.

Dammit... you were horny.

Walking around without your underwear a flashing a guy during a concert was a little too much for your brain to handle.

But before you could think of what to even do, the door opened downstairs, and you heard someone entering before closing it.

Oh shit.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Fuck, you were screwed.

"Come down, I've seen you already," a bored voice called you.

Was that Castiel?

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my-

"I'm not calling again."

You put your shoes on quickly, rushing down with your face burning deeply.

"I'm sorry," you apologised quickly. "I was just curious. And-"

When you reached the middle of the stairs, he was holding your panties in a single finger with a deadpan look on his face.

"And you were looking for this?" he asked. "Before I even arrived?"

You closed your mouth.

Oh.

"You know how many fans have used that excuse with me?" he asked.

You swung a little on the balls of your feet.

"Two?" you asked, embarrassed.

He sighed.

"This month? Four."

You pouted a little.

And there you thought you were being original.

"But your aim was really good," he told you, sitting down on a large couch. "Dean joked that you could be a sniper with that throw."

You giggled, swinging a little side to side.

"And what did he say about the rest?" you teased him.

Castiel moved his jaw slowly, watching you.

"That if I didn't fuck you, he might as well do," he rested an arm over the back of the feat. "That no girl throws her underwear and shows her tits if she doesn't want to be fucked."

You rubbed your thighs together. He was so nonchalant, as if it didn't even matter to him. Still, his bright blue eyes travelled down to watch you do it, and shook his head.

"Nor would she wear such a tiny little skirt.

You gulped, heart thundering in your chest.

"I just didn't expect you to show up so fast," he added. "I thought that maybe you would follow us into another state before getting bold, but here you are. You even helped yourself to the beds."

You flushed, not knowing what to do.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled, looking down.

"Oh no, bad girl," he clicked his tongue. "You've made your bed."

You raised your eyes to him, and Castiel pushed your panties into his pocket before tapping the seat by his side.

"The door is right there, there is no one outside. If you want to lay on it, you do it now, or never."

You were so wet by that statement.

Just a fucking leaky whore.

You stepped closer to Castiel slowly, afraid that he would just throw you away, but he just watched as you sat down by his side.

"Show me," he requested, waving a hand as if to shoo you. "What did I do to you?"

It took you a minute to understand his instruction, but you spread your legs and gasped when Castiel put a hand between them, touching your pussy and collecting your wetness, taking it to his face to look at it and then touching your lip with his dry thumb.

"Open up," he hummed.

Castiel pushed his fingers into your lips and you sucked on them, pussy clenching around nothing as you did, and he watched you with a smirk on his lips.

"Look at you," he cooed. "Sweet leaky whore."

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[3vocatio]

Hello!

I stumbled upon your blog and I just want to express my delight in your writing. I love the amount of depth you convey as well as the elaborate descriptions. It overall paints a lovely picture.

By chance, do you happen to write anywhere else besides Tumblr?

- 🗝️

hello, opener of pandora's box ( 🗝️) ! thank you for your kind words—i didn't expect many eyes to settle on me, so you can imagine my own delight to see so many people like you show up in what i like to call my birdbath; in my notifications, too (it's like observing a bird feeder, save for the icky spam squirrels).

to answer your question: as of right now, no! i'm like a little old lady who lived her days as a stunning actress of marilyn monroe's caliber, and is now enjoying her life in the countryside sharing manuscripts to her friends. i've been creating obey me fics since 2020 (there's a chance you might've seen one or two), and i still do just that! they're usually carefully tucked away in a private discord server, if not a document, and i am ever so content.

eventually i may carry my heavy piles of writing that have accumulated over the past few months and lay them out for everyone to see, but for the meantime, i think i'll stick to being absolutely horrendous in the tags and attract warranted attention from future mutuals and followers.

...as a little teaser for discussion, though, there's two fics i'm particularly fond of. one is named, “why can't i see myself in your eyes?”, belonging to barbatos, and another for solomon, named “let me be known”. they're not inherently romantic, but as hayao miyazaki says,

i want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if i'm able to, then perhaps i'll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.

knowing my habits and patterns, it wouldn't be out of character for me to place more of my writing at random here without uttering a single word about it or hoping that it reaches the multitude. chasing fic clout is something that doesn't appeal to me since my fics come in the form of intricate analysis that i'd like input on compared to a few sticks of beef jerky that many consume as a quick snack for the road (and serve as temporary energy).

i will think on it! until then, i hope you enjoy your stay here ♡ ⋋(◍'◊'◍)⋌

[fate-tumbles]

#LIVESTREAM

I just spent almost 2 hours writing what I thought would be one of my most favorite picture essays ever. And it had music and quotes and God knows what else in it.

Because I'll never know, because you'll never know, because Tumblr fucked up and it crash and didn't end up saving the draft. Or at least I couldn't find it.

But I came up with that idea and all my thoughts on it on the spot. And even in the raw form I felt like it represented me enough to share it because I knew the people who got it, would get it. Because I used too many references and layers, and some people can't fuck with onions.

And sometimes I start cutting my peppers instead because they feel more important at the time because that's how my brain used to work. But now I'm making it my bitch, since I know I'll always go back to the onions because I started there already. It's just not the right time for me to cut them now.

But I am capable of everything. And it's scaring me. Because now I want to live since I have so much to do, I'm wondering how I'll ever have enough time.

After my three car accidents for various reasons, I have been telling my family that I will eventually die in a car crash. But there is a reason why I didn't yet. And depending on what car I was driving and what I was doing to pay for it however much I could, I was either so grateful to survive or so. Despondent to think that it couldn't have been so easy.

I've never had a threat of suicide because I've always been too fucking chicken to actually do it myself. I've always tried, but I know half heartedly even though I thought I meant it. Because I wanted to give myself a chance to live.

Since I don't post anything to social media anymore, I didn't have anyone to bear witness, and I like that just fine.

Because I do it all baby. I can't box myself into a dating profile, but professionals and personals are supposed to know everything they know about me through my Instagram as you may?

No. To really understand why I'm about to commit seppuku is not because you're a fucking moron. Throwing yourself on someone else's sword. And inviting yourself to someone else's war on purpose than getting mad because you didn't research your tour guides enough and they let you astray. #thats ultra maga lame tbh #so sorry #hard knock life 🎻🎻🎻

You have access to my auto updating resume, and you might want me on your team because I'm a hard fucking worker. But you're too scared to even look because you know I'm going to come for your job as well too.

But you don't know that I never would because I'd be pushing you to succeed even more than me so I could succeed in my own ways. # we are not the same # thank glob # mutations rule # X-Men #freaksgive #beats

I'm already going to put competition, not collaboration, and I'm the fucking Capricorn on my merch so don't even think about it. I have receipts. And Tumblr always has my back.

And I finally know why they scream witness me before they throw themselves into oblivion. Because at that moment, they're falling into oblivion thinking they're doing what that gross dude at the top of the mountain was doing in Furry Road #funtypo #feelscute #maydelete #later but #enjoying #reading it #now #sothatcanbeenough #for me and #me only

Because he had the biggest balls and access to all the water and raped every single woman and child he made and came across. Doesn't seem like the guy I want to look up to. Even though he's put himself on the highest peak. Like I said, it's all about #perspective. Sorry I figured out the ultimate cheat code to my life and you haven't yet, but it took me a while. And I'm willing to help. Because I'm great at tech and video games and cheat codes and perma death, and whatever you're going to need in the situation because I'm also a gamer.

I'm better than you now but I've seen you succeed and outrun me every single time. And instead of getting upset, I finally get off the couch and run after you because it's fun to see if I can actually get you. Because friendly competition can exist. Because I can insult you and love you at the same time. Because you can't put me in a Venn diagram even if that's all you see your life as. Because I used to, and I used to force my thoughts into boxes. But now I'm following my thoughts and letting me take them where they lead.

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

I posted 16,890 times in 2022

That's 11,593 more posts than 2021!

324 posts created (2%)

16,566 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@/theminecraftbee

@/panziku-nox

@/galaxy-minecart

@/beacon-lamp

@/loud-whistling-yes

I tagged 4,879 of my posts in 2022

#queued up to queue - 2,379 posts

#double life smp - 256 posts

#reblog - 212 posts

#double life spoilers - 173 posts

#liveblogging - 35 posts

#trafficblr - 32 posts

#mishapen sketches - 30 posts

#hermitcraft spoilers - 28 posts

#fic - 27 posts

#dsmp - 26 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#most web content is based on the ‘algorithm’ nowadays but most forum and archiving sites work by showing what is most recent in the topic

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

fancy lad

747 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

#4

the shrekification of grian

887 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

#3

"You're like the sun- vicious and burning" - ZombieCleo

1,134 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

#2

Is anyone else feeling so normal about desert duo being the last green lives because im. normal. so normal. Theyre the only pair thats sustained each other theyre not just the last greens theyre the only pair only duo where one has not killed the other. this game is designed so that one partner Always kills another but not them. Only them. grian keeps killing scar but not this fucking time and scar isnt careful but he’s still staying alive anyway despite being Known for his deaths and. Theyre the last greens. Theyre the only ones that have kept each other alive. im so normal.

1,653 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

*lays down* im thinking about minecraft again and the empty spaces you create. the flat lands. the grand halls. the picture perfect buildings and towns that no one lives in. have you ever entered a multiplayer world and found an empty town? it's like. people were there. there were players there, once, and maybe there will be players there again, but there aren't any now. now there are only empty buildings and straight-lined roads where forest used to be.

have you ever made a building that's just too Large? four chunks, one empty room. Or maybe found a megabase from the ground. you are so small, and the world you've and your players have made is so big.

i've seen so many people talk about how empty and lonely single player worlds are, but my favourite world is a single player one. i live in a valley and I've killed the dragon, and i live in a cave. it's messy and its homey and nothing fits together. i go to large multiplayer worlds with giant towns for hubs and its perfect. no one lives in any of the houses, no one explores them. we are all journeymen, never locals. "life" is a prop we hold up against the void so we don't keep staring into its depths.

or what about the big churches? the monuments? the gorgeous, sprawling builds that take hours and hours and are stunning and are so empty. when they're finished the builder moves on to the next project and the building stays. do you understand? the buildings are always lit up so nothing will spawn but nothing will spawn anyway because there's no one there. there are skyscrapers with a few chests and a crafting table inside. the purpose of the building is to be built and once its purpose is fulfilled it doesn't just go away. the buildings haunt their own halls, perfectly pretty and lovingly made and eventually forgotten.

i dont know. ive played this game for a decade. i've beat the ender dragon twice. i start a world and i restart them and i restart them and i restart them. there are posts going around that say that the world itself is not for you, but sometimes the things you build aren't for you, either

1,882 notes - Posted August 31, 2022

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[dokidokidejah]

OCTOBER 30

i don't even know where to start. this has been one of the most amazing days i've ever had. first we had all had breakfast together, which was so yummy!!! the eggs here are not scrambled (thank god) and the yoke is so orange it's scary. i guess they like crossaints here.... but they're not buttered ಥ_ಥ. THEIR TOAST is a different story!!!! the toast is so fluffy it's like biting into a cloud of wonder bread. i ate like 3 of them in a row. it's so delicious, (oishiiii!) they also love to skin their apples for breakfast in the morning and they 100% taste better that way. (OISHIII!!) after breakfast, ryan, shane, althea and i drove around the village. all of the buildings are ancient, 75% of them are at least 100 years old. the transitional architecture is so beautiful and mesmerizing to look at, as long as you don't look up at the telephone lines. there's not even one foot of space between every single web. the spiders are ginormous, bony, long and creepy and they hang on every single high place. i was questioning whether the country was infested, when ryan informed me that the spiders come out the most during spring. THE MOST?!?!?!?! HOW CAN THEY COME OUT ANY MORE THAN THIS!!! THERES NO MORE TELEPHONE LINE REAL ESTATE FOR THEM TO BUILD WEBS IN. soon the spiders will be evolving to build their webs mid air and there won't be anymore blue sky left. minus the arachnids, i wish i could share this place with everyone back home. the roads are super swirly and tiny, so the cars are mad miniature. i've been in CAR HEAVEN all day. the kcars look like toys, and the wheels are small like donuts. i want to attach a little handle on the back to wind them up. i've seen more pink cars here than i ever have seen in california, and none of them are the shade of peptobismal. everytime i see one of these small pink cars i feel like i'm on cloud nine, therefore i feel like i'm on cloud nine all day. i can give a 20 page annotated essay gushing over the little cars, but we move. while driving around we made sure to hit the beach, and ryan lied to me. he said the beach was ugly but it totally was... NOT!! the water was nice and calm, without any waves, and there was barely anybody there except a few people and their little toddlers fishing. one little girl with pigtails caught a baby bass. there's thousands upon millions of sea shells in the sand, and they're all perfectly in tact. i couldn't believe how many there were! i grabbed some to take home. after the beach, we went to grab some ramen. tamana is famous for its ramen apparently, and i can see why! the ramen we got was mouth wateringly good. (OIIISSSSHIII) ryan and althea kept warning me that it would smell like feet inside the restaurant, but it really wasn't that bad at all! i didn't even notice after the first sniff. after grabbing ramen, we went up to the mountains. this was my absolute favorite part. it looks just like where i've always dreamt about living in the paradise. there's overgrown bamboo everywhere, so much that you would never be able to walk through it without getting lost. the trees are so lush and dense and full and vivid and green. shane said japan is paying couples to live out here. can't they pay singles too?!? he also said there's a place where the bamboo meets the ocean, and that's exactly the kind of land i wanted to live in but didn't think existed. i never thought a place where a mossy bamboo forest meets the ocean would exist in a place other than my imagination. i really really really want to live in the countryside like this. tamana is just endless beautiful forests and fields. and in the middle of the forest, there is just one single vending machine. i wanted to get a picture of it so badly, but we drove past it too quick. im still thinking about how lonely it must be and how it needs me to drink it's delicious peachy juices.

while driving through the mountains, we stopped by a race track i really wanted to see. back in the day, people would race and drift their awesome 90s souped up japanese cars. i'm so upset i didn't get to see that before they plastered solar panels all over the race track. it was such a bummer, but really kinda cool seeing the abandoned building still labeled with all the racing lingo. FYI, during all this mountain driving, i could still see the spider webs from miles away. that's how thick they are. if i want to live in japan, i'll need to find a loyal and devoted samurai who will kill any spider within a 500 foot radius of me..... anyways, from the race track, we decided to stop by a park. this park was so different than any american parks. for one, theres a huge windy slide that goes down the longest hill ever. it's literally like a rollercoaster, and it would NEVER pass in the states. there would be at least 5 children deaths before getting shut down. one of them would be a decapitation. all four of us (me, althea, ryan, and shane) went down the slide at the same time, and it was super fun!!! (tanoshi!!!) some other things we did there: i dared ryan to ride a kid sized slinky type thing and we took videos of him. ryan and shane went down a different slide together, but shane was laying down backwards and ryan was laying down on his stomach, holding onto shane's feet. they looked like drunk superheroes as they very awkwardly and hilariously slid down. all the little kids stopped to watch. you'd think my day would end here, but it was barely turning 3:00 and we still had to go to ryan's family BBQ! at the family BBQ i got to meet mostly all of his cousins. there were four younger girls around my age range, and they were really cute. they are obsessed with taking selfies, especially white washed filtered ones lol. saori is the youngest and we got along the most. without being able to speak each other's language, we still managed to bond over the little cat (neko) living there, sneaking up on it tip-toe style. this cat is so obnoxiously loud for no reason. it complains way more than pitri. tetsugi is my favorite cousin of ryan's, he's so kind and funny. first, he saw me trying to get the cat and he walked over, picked it up, and rubbed its fur all over his face. later, he pointed at the cat, went "fire!" and started making hand gestures like he was gonna eat it! tetsugi started cracking up when my eyes widened with realization and i yelled "NOOO!"

out of ryan's cousins, i also really liked sego. he's a hilarious dude, but with dry humor. (not that i understood any of his jokes.) he wore a vest that has a button on it that automatically makes you warm, and underneath he had a shirt with a pattern of some random persons face all over it. (random to me at least.) then, to finish off the night, i'll let you guess what we did. did you guess?

an onsen!! i was so nervous, but not super nervous since i didn't let myself thing about it until it was happening. before i knew it, there were bare butts and boobs hanging out all over the place. everytime i tried to look away i found another pair of things i didn't want to see. then i had to become one of them.... the one thing i swore to destroy............. a nudist. just kidding. but did have to change too and walk through the whole hot springs area totally naked. since it wasn't weird for anybody else, i was able to calm down a little, especially after getting in the water. it really wasn't so bad at all after getting used to it. the water felt so nice, and i wouldn't even mind going back now. the embarrassment fades surprisingly fast. (either that or i was doing my best to cope with my current communal nudist circumstances.)