#IM NOT DONE YET I THINK IM ABOUT TO HIT BUILD UP TO CLIMAX (finished chapter 14 lol)

[anthyies]

have you guys heard of exordia by seth dickinson. sound of the winter

[alternativegirl23]

Chance Encounter

Warnings: Smut, Coercion, Mention of death

Word Count: 666 (I had to, its Halloween)

Being bent over a freezer in the back of an ice cream truck wasn’t quite your idea of a Saturday night out. You were normally a read a book or dinner with friends sort of woman. But the man you met two weeks earlier, Robert Pronge, intrigued you. He was older than you, early forties to your thirties. His look was definitely distinct, though. 

Long wavy hair with an odd arrangement of facial hair. Wire framed glasses with an overall muscular but lanky build. Though the bright blue eyes and a smooth baritone voice had certainly won you over. You detected a bit of an accent, New Jersey, maybe. One more check off your list to make you well and truly fucked.

Literally and figuratively. Both of your hands grasping for purchase anywhere as he kept relentlessly hammering into you. You weren’t sure if  you’d be able to keep up. This was your...third? Maybe fourth round now. 

“Robert…please…fuck”, you tried to plead. But his hands crept up like vines to wrap around  your throat hard. Making you let out nothing but breathy gasps as he kept having his way with you. It felt so good, but something about this time felt different. You weren’t sure exactly how, but you knew tonight would end differently. 

Your intuition never led you astray. You tried pulling his hands away but he was much stronger than you. He swatted your hand away easily. “Na ah lil cutie. Im not done with you yet. Hoh fuck. God this pussy is amazing”, he moaned as he kept pounding into you. You were only able to get out so many words at a time now. 

“Never…fucked…so good”, your voice trailed off. Robert smirked to himself. “Yeah baby? No one ever fucked you like this, huh?” All you could do was nod and bite your lip, your brain short circuiting as he kept hitting just the right spot. He kept going until he finished inside you, never once stopping until he had his fill. 

You caught your breath more evenly now, gasping a little at first, your brain deprived of just enough oxygen while you climaxed for the final time. Maybe for a while if he'd let you. Robert smacked your ass harshly.

Giving a little wince in return, trying to hide how much it actually hurt after being so sensitive for so long. He took out a smoke and offered you one, you declined. He lit it up and took a long drag, letting it dangle from his mouth as he pulled his pants up. Even in the small light of the truck, he still looked sexy. 

A thin sheen of sweat covering his chest. A filthy, sleazy sort of sexy that you could only understand if you saw it in person. You didn't think he was your type until you met him. Taking a few more drags, he sauntered the few feet over to you. Your body still totally naked and vulnerable. 

You were so blissed out you hadn't even thought to put clothes back on yet. “Up for another round?”, he asked. You checked your phone, two am. “I really should get home. You took a lot out of me”, you said with a chuckle. “Come on, hot stuff. One more”, a little, more aggressive now. You turned around to get dressed and head out, when his iron grip held you in place. You were about to ask what when he pushed you up against the freezer you were just bent over. With an exasperated sigh, he slid the cover of another ice box next to you. “You wanna end up like her? Huh?”, his voice low and threatening. You wanted to scream but he covered your mouth quickly. You looked back at Robert, shaking your head violently. “Then keep quiet and lemme eat that snatch”, he demanded. You did as he asked without hesitation. For your own safety, you'd take this encounter- and all the others- to your grave. 

[the-writing-dump-bin]

Female Reader/ Risotto/ Melone fic

Okay, okay. I like, totally got carried away with this. And I'm sorry?

N*SF*W 18+ for threesome.

The sound of small waves hitting the shoreline could be heard along with the playful laughter of families that littered the beach.

Today was a perfect day for sunbathing.

Luckily, you got here early enough to claim a chair and an umbrella and spent a few hours in your bikini soaking up the sun.

Every so often, a male would bring up his courage and flirt with you, which you dismissed very quickly.

If your boyfriend seen every guy that came up to you, he wouldn't hesitate to inflict damage; maybe even kill them if he wanted to.

Risotto wasn't the type of man to take things lightly when it came to you. If he saw you annoyed by anyone, he would take care of them. If someone hurt you, he would make sure they felt a stronger inflict of pain.

Getting enough of the sun, you decide to head back to your house, but not without stopping at the market for a few things.

Basket in hand, you walked up and down the aisle to find what you needed.

Eggs, bread, milk; just the essentials, really.

"Buonasera, Bella Y/N."

You turned around at the sound of your name, seeing a familiar face.

"Oh, Melone. Buonasera. What brings you by, you don't live around here."

The purple haired man eyed your body, you looked absolutely adorable in your short shorts and tank top. "Risotto gave me the task of escourting you back home."

This wasn't the first time Risotto had someone watch over you. He usually gave the task to his subordinates when he had bigger issues to attend to.

But today he sent Melone.

Risotto made it clear to his squad that you were off limits, but that didn't stop Melone from sneaking glances at you whenever he had the chance.

When he was told he was to be watching you this evening, he was instantly giddy inside. "Let me carry that for you." He said with his hand extended towards your basket.

Truth be told, Melone wasn't the only one to steal glances.

You found yourself checking him out more the last couple months. Blushing, you handed him the basket. "Thank you, Melone."

He smiled and followed you to help with the rest of your shopping.

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The key slid in the lock and clicked open, door swinging inward.

Melone carried your groceries into your house, setting them on the counter in the kitchen. "Nice place you got here." He said as he looked around.

"Thank you." You said smiling as you proceeded to put everything you bought away. "And thanks for walking me home. It's a little annoying to be watched over all the time, but I understand, given what you all do."

"You found my company annoying?" Melone teased.

"Well, no. Not your company. It's just, you know..."

"I'm kidding."

His fingers brushed your stomach as he walked up to you, causing you to feel chills through your body. "Wh-What are you doing?"

"Come now, y/n..." He leaned in closer, lips softly kissing your ear. "Don't think I haven't caught you looking at me, too. Let's have a little fun."

A little fun? You knew what that meant.

"Melone... We can't." Your mind went fuzzy as you felt his hips push against yours; his fingers tracing the band of your shorts. "If Risotto found out, we'll both be dead."

"Then he doesn't need to find out."

He kissed you, tongue dancing with yours as you couldn't help but kiss him back.

His hands pinned your wrists to the counter, making his way from your mouth to your chest with his lips.

Panting, you begged for Melone to stop, but your plea was falling on deaf ears. Besides, did you really want him to stop? With every movement he made, a wall would break and you found yourself wanting more. "M-Melone..."

He spun you around and pushed your face to the coolness of the counter, leaning over to growl in your ear. "Where is your bedroom?"

You told him and he carried you there, stripping your clothes off on the way.

Tossing you onto the bed, Melone discarded his shirt and stared at your naked body with hungry eyes. "Mmmm... Exactly how I pictured you."

You squirmed. One half of you wanted Melone to top you, giving you a ride to the stars. But the other have of you knew this was wrong since you were already dating a dangerous man. A frustrated groan left your throat.

Licking his lips, Melone bent down to the side of the bed, his head hovering over your waist. "You look delicious." He said seductively, eyes flicking to yours. "But not quite ready yet. Touch it."

"What?"

"You heard me." His face got closer between your legs, his hot breath hitting you. "I want to watch you play with it."

Melone was a strange man, but you did it anyways, your own fingers swirling around while his face was so close.

"No no no. Slower." He commanded; you complied. "That's a good girl. Just like that."

A dampness formed as you rubbed your clit. Knowing Melone was so close to you down there made your hips buck toward his face, insinuating he do something about the build up you were feeling. Your hands tangled in his hair, trying to push him to you.

Looking up at you, he smiled sinisterly.

"What are you doing? I didn't say you could stop."

"Melone... Please."

"Do it again." He demanded.

Another groan left your mouth, but your hand found yourself again, the build up rising again.

Melone kissed your inner thigh, making your hand move faster. With every inch he came closer, your hand moved to your entrance. Eventually, you slipped your own fingers inside you.

Seeing this, Melone ripped your hand away. "Why aren't you doing what you're told?"

"Melone!" You screamed out. "Eat me, please! Eat me like I'm your last meal ever!" Which, in a way, could be true if Risotto were to find out what the two of you were doing.

Grinning with lust, he dove right in; teeth, lips and tongue running all over.

Your hands held his head in place as your hips grinded his face. "Ngh...! Oh, Melone..."

He flipped you over so that you were bent over the bed and shoved himself inside you.

Both of you panted with ecstasy as he thrusted into from behind with punishing force.

"I've wanted this for so long."  Melone gasped. "You feel so god damn good."

"What the fuck?!"

A gasp escaped your mouth. Looking at the door, you saw Risotto standing there, looking mortified and angry. "R-Risotto!"

"Oh, fuck!" Melone stopped his movements and froze with fear; he was still inside you.

"What the fuck is this?! Melone! I ordered you to escort her home, not fuck her!"

He slid out of you slowly. He may have been caught red handed, but that didn't stop him from trying a last ditch effort to please you...and it worked. While he was pulling out, a pleasurable moan left your mouth along with a heavy pant and eyes rolling back. "O-Oh..."

Risotto stomped to you and grabbed your chin. "Did you like that just now?!"

"Risotto..."

"Answer the question!"

There was no reason to lie. You were caught. "Yes."

Risotto's eyes drifted to Melone. He was scrambling to grab his clothes and get the hell out of here. "Don't move, Melone."

He froze. "Ah, Risotto. I was just thinking of kinda-"

"Finish what you started."

Blinking with confusion, Melone asked "What?"

Risotto replayed how you looked when Melone pulled out of you. That look on your face gave him a jolt of excitement. He still had your chin in his palm. "I want to see more of that face. Now get back here and fuck her."

Was he serious? Or was this some sort of sick game he was playing before he killed the two of you?

Melone gulped but shuffled over, lining himself with you again. "A-Are you sure?"

Risotto's red eyes glared at him, but then he started stripping down himself, kneeling on the other side of the bed where he could see your face better. "Why are you making me repeat myself?"

Your eyes made contact with your boyfriend's. They widened when you felt Melone enter you again and set a slow rhythm. After a few thrusts, you started panting as he got faster. Your face contorted with pleasure as he hit you just right with his cock.

"Look at that face." He was getting more excited the longer he watched. "Don't you dare make her cum, Melone."

The sounds of your laboured breathing spurred Melone to go faster, but he had to listen to Risotto. He pulled out when he felt your walls tighten around him.

"Son of a bitch." You hissed as you were denied release.

Risotto switched places with Melone and used his hand to rub between your legs. "You're a bad girl, you know that? Cheating on me."

"I-Im sorry, Risotto."

He pulled you upward so that you were leaning against his chest, his hand circling you. With a nod to Melone, he silently ordered the other man to bend down and work you with his tongue again.

You were becoming a complete mess under these two men, never feeling anything like this before. "I... I want to cum... Please...?"

Risotto fondled your breasts as Melone continued to enjoy himself between your legs. "Mmmm, listen to you asking so politely." He grabbed your face again. "Only I get to make you cum, and only I get to cum inside you. Do you understand this?"

"Yes, Risotto!"

"I'm going to let tonight pass." He looked at both you and Melone, anger reappearing at what you two were doing before he walked in. "But if I catch you or hear about this again, I will not hesitate to kill the both of you."

You nodded. Thankful that neither of you were going to lose your lives tonight. Melone nodded as well.

"Good. Then I'll grant you your wish."

Risotto bent you over again and thrusted into you hard. He moved your head so that your mouth wrapped around Melone's cock. Instantly, you started sucking.

As if synchronized, all three of you came to your climaxes. Melone pulled out of your mouth and released ribbons over your face. When the two males stepped back, you collapsed on the bed with exhaustion.

"Get out, Melone." Risotto panted, staring at your limp body.

Melone quickly grabbed his clothes and left, wanting to avoid a change of mind from his leader.

After a few minutes, Risotto rolled you over. "Don't you think in the least that I'm done with you. You've been a very bad girl and you need to be punished."

[sujiult-blog]

don’t know you (yet i’m on my knees)

Summary: Jimin is horny. And Yoongi has either the worst or best timing. Depends on how you look at it.

Words: 2484

Not one person in any way is allowed to post this or any of my other works on any site without my consent.

Jimin was hot and frustrated all over.

He hadn’t had a good fuck in months and all he could think about the past week was about this guy named Jeon Jeongguk whom he had been chatting with on an online dating site for nearly a month.

After the first few days of texting they had found out they lived in the same city, a week later they knew that they went to the same university.

jjk: i rlly don’t wanna show my face

jjk: dont get me wrong, i like you and all but after my last relationship i dont think im ready to commit that quickly :(

Jimin was fine with that. He could wait. But with all the teasing texts Jeongguk had been sending on a daily basis had begun to take its toll.

One morning he woke with morning wood after what had seemed like a subtle sexting session the night before and had to finish himself off in the restroom after he had caught himself grinding into a stray pillow with his roommate still slumbering peacefully only a few meters away.

And now his mind was swirling with mathematical equations and fabricated images of Jeongguk.

How tall is he? What’s his eye color? Does he like lazy weekends with takeout? Maybe he’s muscular. Jimin hopes not. He had worked too hard on his abs just to be out-abbed by someone else.

How good was he in bed? Maybe he would be the one to let Jimin top for once. Just imagining it makes his cock twitch. God, he so badly wants to have sex but he never hooked up again after he had an incident with a girl who had had a blood play fetish and tried to slice his dick so she could lick the blood off it.

Jimin felt positively needy to the point the he’s desperate enough to text Jeongguk.

park.jim: JUNGKOOK

jjk: WHAT

park.jim: ok idk how to ask you this but

Jeongguk patiently waits for Jimin’s reply but after the ‘park.jim is typing…’ disappears and reappears for the eighth time he shuts off his phone and returns to his professor’s lulling depiction of the Division of Korea.

park.jim: okay im actually really horny rn and i want to get off so bad and im tired of fucking my hand pls help me out

park.jim: lets meet in the art department restroom, nobody ever uses it i’ll lock it just knock ONCE and i’ll open it

park.jim: and if you don’t show up i’ll understand -_-’

Jimin gathers his belongings, shoving them hurriedly into his messenger bag then taking off, his professor not sparing so much as a glance in his direction.

As he jogs towards the Art Department, Jimin silently thanks his mom for encouraging him to take up the part time job as janitor for sections A and B which were mostly Art and Business buildings so all he really had to do was take down ‘Wet Paint’ signs and walk around for a couple of hours filling up bags with miscellaneous pieces of trash. That and the university gave him a access to various keys including the restrooms.

Jimin holds open the door then locks it from the outside, closes it, and waits.

~

Yoongi is nearly done with his new mural. A dark blue sky swirling with purple hues. Lights from a huge ferris wheel so realistic they seem to shimmer against the night sky.

It was one of his favorite memories from visiting California last summer. He could still recall the scent of greasy food and the shouts a joyous children dragging their parents across the fair and back. He sighs happily and begins to set up long poles. Clipping white sheets and hooking them at the ends to make sure any stray leaf won’t smudge his work. He pokes at each air flap before packing his art supplies and dropping them off at his art studio. Yoongi considers stopping by for coffee before heading towards his dorm and decides he’d better wash up first.

At first Yoongi finds it a bit strange that the restroom door is closed so he knocks once, then leans his ear against the door just to make sure he doesn’t walk in on something (it has happened before).

Just as he backs up the door swings open and a blur of hands grab his jacket, dragging him inside.

Immediately he’s shoved against the wall with feverish lips exploring the expanse of his neck and chest, exposed by his low cut shirt.

“What the hell kid!” Yoongi desperately tries to wriggle free but the dude just isn't letting go. Yoongi is just about ready to kick the guy in the balls and book it until he receives a particularly hard suck a few centimeters under his ears causes him to stiffen.

The stranger seems to notice. He looks up and stares into Yoongi’s eyes. This is the first time he seems him clearly.

Mussed up blond hair, chubby cheeks, plump luscious lips, and eyes with pupils blown wide.

Suddenly Yoongi doesn’t seem so freaked out. This dude is gorgeous and seemingly willing to hard core makeout session. God knows his sex life is about as dead as his great-great-great grandma (a morbid comparison but you get the point). He takes all things into consideration: 1) he’s making out with a stranger, 2) it’s a really hot stranger, 3) a pocket pussy could never compare to an inviting hot mouth.

So he does the obvious.

Yoongi yanks the stranger upwards, pulling his hair, extracting a whine of pain, promptly shutting him up by smashing their lips together. Their tongues swirl together, teeth clashed, and small fingers began palming his dick through his jeans.

“Let me suck you off please, oh my god please I'm good I swear Ju-” Yoongi cuts him off with a guttural moan.

“Fuck, yes, yes suck my dick.” Yoongi has never felt this weak. He’s practically leaning against the sink, holding onto the handicap rail for dear life.

The hot stranger takes no time with Yoongi’s jeans and has them pooling by his knees in seconds.

Sultry breaths fan over the expanse of his boxer’s as Yoongi looks down just in time to see the black haired male press open mouthed kisses against his clothed erection.

“I- I don’t even know your name.”

“What do you mean you don’t know my name? Of course you do, it’s Jimin you dolt.”

“Jimin.” He likes the feel of it dancing on his tongue, “Ji- Oh shit, ah.” Yoongi had been so absorbed in the newfound information he hadn’t even noticed the his boxers had been removed and was now exposed to frigid air wafting from the small window.

Jimin stares wide eyed. He recalls the ‘subtle sexting’ and remembers Jungkook saying his dick was a pretty average size, but this, this was huge. An easy eight inches, thick and heavy under his palm. Veins prominent against the pretty pink tip. He whimpers with want. This is his dream cock.

He gave it a tentative lick, and whom he believes is Jeongguk, shivers. Jimin took the tip between his lips and hollowed his cheeks, slowly taking it until it hit the back of his throat. His eyes watered and it took all his willpower not to gag. His hand went around the length he couldn’t take and began bobbing his head, moving his hand in sync.

Yoongi had just begun to realize how long it had been, Jimin started gaining a steady rhythm and he was already on the verge of his climax. “Ah, wait-” Yoongi pulls at Jimin’s hair and his teeth accidently graze his cock.

Yoongi’s hips involuntarily buck and Jimin is forced to swallow more than he thought possible. Jimin leans back his mouth releasing the cock with a loud pop, cheek brushing against Yoongi’s erection and a streak of pre-cum is left as he catches his breath.

“Fuck, sorry Jimin, it was an acci-”

“Do it again.”

“What?”

“I said do it again.”

“What do you mean-”

“Fucking hell. I’m telling you to fuck my face Jeongguk!”

Jimin had just called him Jeongguk.

“Okay.”

Then Jimin’s hair is being pulled, little whines emit from his throat, high pitched and needy.

Yoongi’s dick is put to his lips, he looks up lust-filled eyes stare back at him expectantly, “Go on then Jiminie, open your mouth for daddy.”

Jimin jumps a bit as if he had been given a small electric shock. Had Jeongguk just called himself daddy? Oh god, he would have never thought- Jungkook had denied every kink in the book and now he came at him with this.

“I- I Jeon- mph!”

Yoongi’s cock was shoved in his mouth, effectively gagging him. “Good boy Jiminie.”

“Now I want you to hold onto my hips and don’t touch yourself at all.”

Without hesitation, his shaking hands went around his hips, stubby fingers marking the skin red.

Yoongi experimentally thrust his hips forward. Jimin’s eyes widened but he didn’t begin retching and coughing; in fact, his mouth seemed to widen a bit, allowing Yoongi to go in deeper.

Yoongi languidly slides in and out, tugging on Jimin’s hair, adjusting his head as he wanted it. Jimin’s tongue slid under Yoongi’s cock; teeth every so often grazing it.

“Ah- fuck, Jimin. Listen. If I get too rough i want you to pinch me really hard, okay? Nod if you’re okay with me- well, manhandling you.” Jimin nods maybe a bit to vigorously. He was tired of the tortoise like pace ‘Jeongguk’ had set. He was ready for something a lot more heated. He was just about ready to snap and let his inner power bottom take control.

Jimin looked up at Yoongi, his eyes slightly red and watery while the latters were hooded, with a deep look of ecstasy. Yoongi slid out of Jimin’s mouth slowly, his hands twirling through Jimin’s light strands.

Them, seemingly out of nowhere, Yoongi rams right back into his mouth. Jimin yelps but he didn’t pinch Yoongi’s sides, instead he inhales through his nose and sucks it up because his mom didn’t raise no bitch.

Yoongi pounds in and out of his mouth mercilessly.

“God Jiminie, you’re so good. I’m almost there babe, hold on a bit longer for me.” But Jimin wasn’t sure he could. Even though his cock had been neglected during the entirety of the intercourse the friction it made with his jeans was nearly unbearable. Then suddenly Yoongi stops and slips out of his mouth and begins to jerk himself off.

“Fuck- ah- open your mouth Jimin.” Jimin does what he’s told, beginning to palm himself through his jeans chasing his orgasm. He knows what is coming and it’s all too much for him.

Jimin comes, loud whines escaping his throat just as squirts of come land in his mouth. His eyes close just as soon as streaks of come cover his eyelash. He feels lips ghosting over his then a tongue slowly begin licking over his lip, cheeks, and eyelid. He sucks in a sharp breath unclear on how to react.

“You did so good Jimin-ah. So good for daddy.”

Jimin whimpers softly, absolute euphoria taking over his mind. Suddenly Yoongi stops. He helps Jimin up looking him dead in the eye. “I’ve got to tell you something.”

“Um, okay?”

Yoongi mutters a string of curses under his breath, sounding mainly like insults directed toward himself. “I’m actually-” A loud ping resonates in the restroom followed by several more. Jimin knows they’re texts from Jeongguk, but… Jeongguk was right in front of him.

“Uh, give me a second.” Jimin digs through his pocket and takes out his phone reading the text.

jjk: OHMYGOD

jjk: I KNOCKED OUT I JUST READ THIS JESUS CHRIST

jjk: i feel really bad fuuck

jjk: imma be honest with you jimin even if i read the text when you sent it… i dont tjink i would’ve gone :[

jjk: think**

jjk: this is really awkward. imma leave… bye

Jimin looks up at Yoongi in horror. “Who the fuck are you?” he exclaims, “Oh my god I just sucked a strangers dick. What the hell? Why did you let me suck your dick? I want to die. You’re not Jeon-”

“That’s what I was trying to tell you! But I really wanted a blowjob and you’re really hot…” Yoongi then remembers that he wasn’t the one who had begun the makeout session (as enjoyable as it was). “Besides you were the one who began eating my face!”

“Because I thought you were Jeongguk.”

“Well I’m not. My name is Yoongi! But why were you so eager to suck this Jeongguk kids dick if you don’t even know how he looks like?”

“It’s a long story that doesn’t involve you!”

“Oh it doesn’t involve me? You literally just sucked my dick!”

“Speaking about your dick, why don’t you put your pants on right already? It’s really distracting!”

Yoongi smirks, he silently pulls up his boxers and jeans. “Distracting? Do you want another taste Jiminie?” He takes a step forward, then another, and another, forcing Jimin to back up against the wall. He places his arms on either side of the cowering boy, effectively trapping him. “Or perhaps a little more than that. Let me tell you, I wouldn’t mind having a bite of you.” His hand sliding down to Jimin’s hips, playfully snapping his waistband. Jimin flinches, cheeks reddening along with the tip of his ears.

“Fuck off.” Jimin whispers.

“I don’t think I heard you princess. Wanna speak up?”

“I said fuck off- Mph!” Lips press on his. Tongue sliding into his mouth and wandering hands groping at his bottom. Jimin moans. “Catch me.” He whispers.

Jimin jumps up, legs wrapping around Yoongi. Large hands massaging his ass. Nimble fingers putting pressure against his hole.

“You’re a tease you know that?”

Yoongi just smirks. “Seems like you want more. How about we go out for coffee first. I’ll see if you’re as nice as you look. Maybe then I’ll dick you down.”

“What?! Who even said I wanted to go on a date with you? Much less-”

“Shut up and let’s go.” Yoongi opens the door and looks back, “You should drop Jeongguk a text and tell him you just sucked his favorite teacher’s assistant's dick.”

“This can’t be happening! I thought you said you didn't know him!”

“Just remembered. I help out like 300 kids. It’s difficult to keep track. Now, let’s go princess. If you behave I’ll buy you something nice.” Yoongi’s hand stretches out, large hand open wide. Jimin stares back nervously. He takes a deep breath and takes Yoongi’s hand.

The door shuts with a bang, and all that’s heard is someone letting out a deep chuckle, a rumbling voice whispering, “Good boy.”

[coolmiddlename]

I don't think you ever did your final write up on season 8 Kitty, you gonna get back to that?

aww man, i didnt finish it because i think ive done a pretty great job expressing my thoughts on season 8. it was freaking amazing? but im gonna write up some of what i planned for that post here.

favourite episodes:

two swords is good because it introduces us to the more violent fern and shows finn being a doctor for shits and giggles (foreshadowing?). i get good feelings from this ep. and these days, also sad ones.

high strangeness - tree trunks is pretty entertaining by herself but this episode had a glorious combination of comedy, quiet pain, and…. strangeness. seeing tree trunks be ooo’s greatest activist was nothing short of a golden meme factory. and it was a lttle sad seeing pb explain what it was all about, perhaps even questioning her own sanity here… as for the candy attacking the aliens, if you remember all of pen ward’s previous work, you sure do get a Little Pink Best Buds vibe.

jelly beans have power - yknow when they ended pb’s arc w the whole Being A Pragmatic Coldass back in the Cooler, i wondered if she was going to stay interesting or get boring. well, lets just say the AT crew have exceeded my expectations. not to mention season 8 SURE BRINGS UP A LOT OF COMPETITION in the whole “morally questionable science lady” area. after the whole King of Ooo stuff the princess has been trying to rebuild her relationship with her citizens, and to see her hot-headedness make it crumble apart… well it must have been like looking into your soul and seeing something dreadful.

All of Islands - yes this is cheating. do i give a fuck? no. uhhhh what were my fave eps? hide and seek was the part where i went “this is the best adventure time has ever been”. martin and minnie was not only realistic, making minnie my favourite side character to ever get that little screentime, it also hit all the right emotional notes as well as having a dash of humor. the light cloud kinda highlighted the differences between the humans and the oooish people, it made us all appreciate the wacky land of ooo I feel. finn could have had his life as a human and lived with his parents, but he would have possibly died during the plague, and he’d have never had all the amazing adventures that made him who he is. anyway finn’s kinda my second or third favourite character now which is a significant jump from a few years ago. 

all of elements because i just dont care. highlights: skyhooks was deeply ominous and had marshmalline humming greensleaves which is pretty gay, bespoken for looked like it was gonna be shitposty but ended up making betty of all people a compelling, sympathetic, and unpredictable character… the third one had the ice kingdom which i think is my second-favourite location… cloudy i didnt like on my first rewatch but on our rewatch i learnt to appreciate it for the heart-to-heart bro chat that it was… slime central had funky skating (slime kingdom ftw) and the BEST humor in the miniseries alongside jake fucking dying, happy warrior is my least favourite of the eps but thats because it was setup for the much more magnificient hero heart which is my favourite… the reason for that is because it’s worth the most analysis and has the heaviest atmosphere. from lsp eating marceline’s face to finn holding back his fear to pb going fucking nuts and all those chilling candy zombies, this was the climax of the miniseries for sure. skyhooks II was a cooldown after the climax and a sort of resolution. it could have been better but the way i think of it, we haven’t seen all the resolution yet. highlights? lsp being the hero (lol) and pb and marcy’s kingdom-takeover song. pb’s actions in elements make me think that the power made her exemplify all her negative, controlling traits. she tried to take over the other kingdoms to make people “happy” and they ended up losing all their individuality. remind you of The Thin Yellow Line? the same sorta goes for FP but not really cos FP’s only negative trait is her awful temper.

abstract because i fucking love jake. i know some people found this ep disappointing but i did not.

ketchup for best filler ep because it looked GORGEOUS, it made me SMILE, it had backstory and the tale of what Marceline did in Elements presented in such a charming way, we even saw BMO spin a tale about her mom…  I’m heartbroken that we probably wont be seeing any more guest animated episodes because this is my favourite one yet. 

whispers. I TOO AM DOOM. *thunk thak thunk thank splat*

three buckets is the best episode in the best season of adventure time, and i think it beats out The Lich as my favourite season finale. it’s sad, it’s dark, it’s sweet, it’s hilarious, it’s ominous, theres nothing to dislike about it. my favourite part was the last few minutes starting from when fern left finn alone in the cave. he freaks out for a while which makes us wonder if he might actually die in here, then the robot arm in a surprising twist turns out to have a pb-siri that thanks finn for what hes done which is cute. and finn discovers his salvation in the rock drill and fucking weed whacker. then he fights his clone  fern now COMPLETELY off the deep end, and just when finn is giving up,  well…

“What are you doing?”

“Weed whacking!”

“…What are you?”

“A weed whacker :D”

“It doesn’t have to have this… finnality!”

“F A T A L I T Y”

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

i think the end of this ep is more defined by what isn;t said than what is said. finn is so shocked that he can’t even talk. bmo gives us one final bout of dark humor. then we switch to…. Fern……. finally free of his shell but a mere ghost of what he was…. his look of pure rage as he gets picked up by who we believe could be a scholar of Golb…. uncle fucking gumbald. 

What a DEVASTATING finale,  and what a fantastic setup for the final arc of Adventure Time!

a comment i had to make about the last few eps is: it’s suspicious that we didnt get a followup for PB after Elements. but even though Peebles wasn’t in these eps, she didn’t feel absent either. especially with Marceline’s story in Ketchup, Fern’s remembering what he did in Whispers, and literally everything in the last 3 minutes of Three Buckets, i feel that there’s something big building up for her. we’ve yet to see the consequences Elements had on PB who was out of everyonne the most dangerous elemental, the one who took her powers to the furthest extreme. considering what happened in Jelly Beans Have Power, iiiii expect this followup to be soon. maybe it’ll be big? maybe it’ll be quiet. either way i look forward. and if i’m disappointed? well it’s happened before.

altogether season 8 is my favourite in the show for obvious reasons. i dont think season 9 has the possibility of topping it but i really cant wait to see what we get next either way, just in case it manages to be even better.  

no matter how adventure time ends, though, i think it’s going to hold a place in my heart for a long time.