#Life Model Goes Mad

[zegalba]

Tracey Emin: Life Model Goes Mad (1996)

[phagodyke]

this assay is so fucking fake......

[fullfriendnerdclutch]

Isaac explained his type to Maya with great details, as Maya asked him to do. Taut model-like physique, hairs on his legs curled up but his upper body smooth with not even a scar, with classic Anglo-Saxon feature that makes the guy can pass as some Victorian era young nobility. His eyes should reflect the depth of his thought and looked like an English pond in the summer, calming and clear. Soft-spoken, matched with his grace and gentle movement that won't ever indicate any sort of danger or threat to anyone that come across him. Isaac wanted his ideal man to be lefty, just because it's unique, and at last, he wanted his man to be fully devoted to him and him only. Maya listened intently while Isaac revealed all that as he's busy typing his work, not even taking a glance to Maya. But once a sultry, manly voice coming out from the bed behind him where Maya supposedly lounged around, Isaac instantly turned around and found himself surprised

"Maya???"

"Well....yes, but not really, as you can see,"

"H---how? W--why? What the fuck is happening here?"

"I enjoyed your company a bit too much. Like, I'm so tired dating these dudes trying to find my Mr. Right when I have an incredibly smart, kind and attentive best friend like you that beat most of those crusty men I dated. So I said, fuck it, I'll be your man,"

"Have you heard how insane that sounded like, and how is this situation totally not something you encountered everyday? Like.....for starter, how the fuck you--"

"It's actually simple. Turns out my family have this kind of power that skipped generations that reemerged with me right after that last eclipse. The said power bestowed us the capacity to change physical form of ourself and the people that we exchanged bodily fluids with. In other words, not only I can change myself, I can change you too since we fucked that one time when we were still sophomore,"

"That....is wild. And I don't want to be involved in any of this. Please just change back, okay?"

"Oh cmon, you literally are having a boner while talking to me now. You like this, you want me, and I definitely want you to be my man. I mean, just imagine how crazy the sex we can have now that I can mold you into any of your wildest dreams too,"

"Maya, no. You are not thinking clear. What the fuck is this desperation? I cannot be your man, and you cannot throw away your life just like that for me. I'll hate myself for that, it makes me feel selfish,"

"Desperation? This is me being kind to you. I cannot help but notice how you've been dating not a single person since we graduated uni. You are certainly lonely so this is me---"

"What is that insane gaslighting you are doing? Stop all of this madness and for fuck sake, change yourself back. It's so jarring looking at you like that. You will always be Maya for me, whatever form you take,"

"No,"

"Okay, whatever. If you want to continue being a nuisance, please sort yourself out. Just.....walk around the neighborhood and clear your mind or something,"

"No,"

"Maya--"

"No, don't call me that! I'm no Maya. Gosh, I hated to do this, but freeze,"

And just like that, Isaac froze in his place with no way of moving a single muscle whatsoever. Then, Maya grabbed Isaac's head and chanted some intelligible words before letting it go as Maya goes back to the bed while waiting for the spell to unleash its full work. Like a breaking ice, Isaac's frozen body started to be able to get back moving and pulsing. It started from the fingertips, that gets thicker and hairier as his finger and both of his hand turned calloused from heavy workout while his feet stretched his wool socks and enlarged to a decent size 13. As blood started flowing once more, the veins in his arm thickened while his legs bursted with muscle and blond hair in an otherwise lanky former runner legs. This built his physique is turning into clearly doesn't belong to a runner. As the pumped blood causing the arm to swole closer to 19 inches, it also affected the shoulder that becomes rounder and sturdier. The long sleeve he worn earlier of course already tattered to pieces while his pants already ripped due to his now incredibly muscular thighs. As the change spread across his neck and torso from the top, his lower body parts perfected itself into a sick v-taper that leads to a snaking 7 inches perfection stuffed into a tight white briefs that left nothing to the imagination. His tiny waist contrasted heavily with his massive back and shoulder, showcasing an insane dedication to his craft which is clearly bodybuilding. When the whole body parts below his neck completed its transformation, he's now a towering 6'6" muscle beast, clearly looking down on most people including the rendered-in-awe Maya. Is this Isaac's deepest desire? Turning into a massive bodybuilder? The power she used on him is to unearth his deepest desire, so having a boulder cannon for a shoulder is clearly part of his deepest desire then? How is his final look going to be? Babyfaced brutal beast? Matured daddy? All will be revealed in the next couple seconds as the transformation move upward

His jaw hardened but his face turned into more square-like, with dirty blonde facial hair framed the angular jawline. From the way his face remained clear and not much visible wrinkle formed, this is definitely a young guy, probably the same age like Isaac's current age, but he can be wrong though. As the lips turned into a smirk, Maya knows that the change is almost complete and that smirk indicated that he enjoys what he sees so far. As Isaac eventually able to move, he's practically no longer Isaac, but an entirely different person altogether. Maya ensured that this new version of Isaac, Maya named him Rod, would be falling head over heels for Maya's new look

"Theo," Rod said in his gruffy voice

Well, that's a good name....

"Why are you not spreading your ass in bed already? You know I have to get back to work later at 1, time is tight so I need to breed inside you ASAP before having my lunch and then get back to work,"

Maya is in shock......Isaac's deepest desire is to be an assertive alpha or something? And it dawned upon Maya, or Theo now, that he cannot acted like brats or said no to Theo's order. Is this part of his desire too????

"You are always one hell of an obedient boy, that's why you're my favorite cum dump. Now say aaaaaa-----

[evilminji]

I think I figured it out?

My favorite thing to do with Danny? And the Zone in General?

Is to just... zoom out a bit, maybe move stage left, leave the trouble and (most of the) dramatics of his teen years behind and just? Discover that not all of Death is War. Not every Obsession is violence.

Sometimes it's owning a fancy little soaps shop. Or that PERFECT garden of their dreams, where they can share with EVERYBODY, that they could never manage in life. Maybe it's the universe biggest Comics library.

Yeah, when you can't die and pain is kinda subjective, a good ol fashioned brawl IS the best way to communicate. Fist to Fist, ecto to ecto, come out the otherside understanding each other a bit better. But like?

.....you could ALSO just use your damn words, you know? Maybe some of us don't WANT to fight.

The freedom to Do Anything? Means a good chunk of us will say "Nah, we good". And move on to do other, non-violent things! Not every Area of the Zone is the SAME you know. It's like countries. Or, well, Galaxies? Since it IS far more spread out then any country will ever be.

It's why Danny probably didn't notice. Thought his area was all there is. It's the standard "my neighborhood is the default. Normal for everywhere" mindset that people unknowingly tend to have before they travel much. It's not like he had any chance to learn otherwise.

He had school in the morning. Had to stick close in case a fight broke out. How FAR could he truely travel? The end of the metaphorical street? The next block over? The Far Frozen alone was pushing it!

But then! He defeats the Tyrant of his Area of the Zone. And it's like a map filling in, in the back of his head. Perfect outline of what's "his" and "not his". And??? Wait, wut?

Why is he not surprised the Observants fuckin Lied? Pariah wasn't King Of Everything! He was king of... *head starts to violently hurt as he tries to grasp the scale of things* ow, Ow, OW! Bad idea! BAD IDEA!!! A chunk? Yeah, big chunk! Let's go with that!

It was APPARENTLY like saying "ruler of the known world". Other countries very much still existed, just APPARENTLY didn't count. Good to know! AFTER THE FACT.

At least HIS territory likes the "Wooooo! Anarchyyyyyy!" Goverment model. Frees him up to do other shit. He can come back to it LATER. But FIRST? :) Get? :) The FUCK :) Off his lawn! :) *kicks everyone back through the portal* *closes it* AND STAY INSIDE THE ZONE!

Abuse of power? Sorry, he can't hear you over his magically recovering sleep schedule and GPA. The fact he might ACTUALLY graduate. His new favorite past time of watch the GIW slowly losing both their funding AND minds. Mmmmmm~ relaxing!

He graduates.

He is the son of crazy people with a shit GPA. His parents may have finally come around on ghosts, started over on their research... with a frankly ALARMING enthusiasm, but? You can't undo decades of damage. The Fenton name is untouchable.

He applies anyway.

Goes ghost for the first time in over a year.

Is... bigger. Starlight and ice. Royal. It feels right, settled in a way. More HIM then his skin could ever hope to be. He notes it, but doesn't linger. Decides to find out what's OUTSIDE "his" territory.

And...

Huh.

The answer depends?

In one direction? An endless battle. From horizen to horizon, like shooting stars. Crashing and smashing, weapons clanging and ringing. Mad blood stained grins. Worthy opponents. A challenge that goes on forevermore.

He...backs away slowly.

Going sorta, up-ish? Leads to a weirdly muted stillness. Muffled. He can't find anybody. But the doors here are pretty... worn. He doesn't want to keep pushing.

Finally, he tries at an angle to the right. And? Spots a patrol? They look nervous to see him, but hold their ground. He asks what's in this direction. Is polite. They look incredibly relieved.

Which is how Danny? Learns about the SINGLE BEST thing ever. The thing I actively fantasize about. Long for. And gift to him because I can.

Floating island cities FULL of highly specific little shops and passion pursuits. All for damn near free, because they are mostly doing it for THEM and you just happen to be there. The islands go one for days in every direction. Overflow with color and sound and the flash of ghosts flying too and frow.

Stunned, Danny, jaw on the floor. Wanders the streets.

Finds a space themed shop and feels his eyes dilate like a cat. Mine ™. He gets a book on "First Astronaut's of their Species" and some BESPOKE space meme socks. Looks around. Decides that this? This is where his doing ALL his shopping from now on.

He's pretty sure he sees a shop dedicated solely to canned food from across the Multiverse.

There is a sale on corn(non radioactive), apparently.

He tells EVERYBODY. Well, Fenton and friends "everybody". But you get the idea! The shopping trip they organize? Is legendary. His Father finds a Fudge shop and probably scares the local ghost population with his mad Fudge Glee cackling. Mom found a weapon smith. And an old fashion lace maker. Jazz? Lost to the world of intergalactic boy bands and psychology textbooks.

Tucker made a running slide straight for the nearest tech shop. Then the butcher. And Sam?

........m....maybe if he doesn't ask? He can claim plausible deniability?

@hdgnj @legitimatesatanspawn @hypewinter @lolottes @nerdpoe

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Hi!!!!!

I need some more protective Clarisse kind of angst in my life. Maybe something when it’s not an established relationship, but it’s obvious Clarisse wants R. But since Clarisse isn’t doing anything about it R just goes on oblivious. Until one of Clarisses brothers starts hitting on R doing the bonfire. Clarisse comes up angrily and stills R away but then reader is mad. Anger confession core pls. Feel free to make it your own. I love your writing!

- my flower -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Reader

An - im struggling so fucking much writing fics rn 😭😭 my recent works haven’t really been the best and I’m sorry abt that I’m just having major writers block rn

Beauty was an important thing at camp. Being beautiful brought all sorts of things, from an extra s’more at the bonfire to having charmed guys around camp to do your bidding.

Charming guys wasn’t just the limit however: which is how clarisse found herself in your cabin watching you model different cut up camp shirts.

“What do You think of this one?” You asked wearing a shirt you had cut into a halter top. Posing yourself in-front of a mirror you hadn’t realized the daughter of ares over looking your curves and chest in the top.

“I think it looks just as fine as all the other shirts you showed me” she rolled her eyes leaning back on your bunk. You shot her a dirty look while mumbling something under your breath.

Taking the shirt off you tossed it in clarisses general direction. “You are the worst person to ask for clothing advice I swear” 

“First of all I know a lot about clothing”

“You wear camo military pants”

After a moment clarisse threw your shirt back at you causing you to laugh. Rummaging around through a pile of cut up shirts you eventually grabbed one that was off the shoulders.

Throwing it on and looking at it critically you just shrugged your shoulders. “This is Fine i guess”

“Thank god” Clarisse complained (much to your dismay) standing up, placing a hand around your waist she gestured her hand to the door. “Now can we please go to dinner”

You shook your head following her out. Breaking free from clarisse once you arrived to the dining hall, she kept her eyes on you.

Everyone knew she liked you, everyone also knew she wouldn’t do shit to ask you out but would beat down anyone else who tried to.

——

“Clarisse” silena tilted her head while rolling her fingers on the table beside the curly haired girl. Receiving a harsh stare the daughter of Aphrodite just smiled.

Sitting down beside clarisse , she took a moment to observe how the ares kids behaved. Half the table was arguing while the other half was debating up coming camp events and how to win them, though Henry a newer member to the cabin was over at your table. Sitting beside you and well to put it bluntly, flirting with you.

Silena looked back at clarisse. Having to resist laughing as she gave a hateful glare to her brother. “Who the hell does he think he is” she muttered under her breath. “I mean honestly how does he think he even stands a chance with her” sitting up straighter clarisse scoffed.

“Maybe he’s just trying to find a relationship here at camp” silena softly teased.

“He should already know that she’s off limits though”

“Is she though? You’re not dating her”

Silena had a point. You weren’t dating but still she didn’t want anyone else to be with you. As much as clarisse wanted to love you she couldn’t, take a look at her. She was known as the camp bully, arrogant and with the amount of pressure she received from her father clarisse knew she couldn’t contain her anger well and would ultimately lash out on.. clarisse didn’t want to think about that.

“I don’t need your smart ass mouth silena” pushing her plate forwards clarisse quickly mad her way out of the table.

——

It made her sick how causally you flirted with Henry. Crossing her arms she didn’t even bother paying attention to the bonfire, rather clarisse was more focused on you.

Your laugh, your hair, you. All things she knew Henry didn’t or couldn’t appreciate like her.

Once she saw him leading you away towards the woods most likely to make out. That was her final straw.

Making her way over to where you were clarisse grabbed Henry by his shoulder and shoved him back. “For fucks sake clarisse— what’s wrong with you”

“I could ask you the same question who do you think you are flirting with my girl”

“Your Girl? Pfft as if clarisse you wish she was yours”

Quickly stepping between the siblings you tried to deescalate the situation. Placing a hand on clarisses chest with the other on Henry’s arm you were starting to tell that the woman before you wasn’t going to back down anytime soon.

The two continued their argument, throwing petty insults at eachother. You let out an aggravated sigh before grabbing clarisses Hand dragging her away.

—

Quickly finding the ares cabin, you threw the door open before forcing clarisse in. Taking a moment to collect yourself you let out a deep breath.

Finally facing clarisse you held your hand up before she could speak. “What.. the fuck is wrong with you”

“Henry was being a creep”

“Not every guy I go off with is a perv!”

“Yeah but if their from my cabin they sure as hell are!”

The argument continued to grow louder and louder. Clarisse was determined to prove she was right and you the same.

“Why do You Care if I want to make out with someone? Every time I show Interest in someone you are always on my ass”

“Because nobody actually deserves someone like you!” She moved some your way. She tried to make her stance show that she was innocent, that she was right, and it pissed you off even more

“What is that even supposed to mean” scoffing you shook your head looking away. “And why in what situation did you think it was ok to call me your girl?! We’re not dating clarisse”

“But we could be!” She shouted back. The room went quiet.

You furrowed your eyebrows confused, now realizing how close both you and clarisse were it flustered you. “Clarisse do you like me” you mumbled.

She just nodded, huffing you wrapped your arms around her. Hugging her tight you spoke into her neck. “You’re the stupidest person at the camp I swear”

Pulling back and placing a hand over her mouth to keep her from responding; you tilted your head up softly kissing your hand. “I’m going back to my cabin. And tomorrow morning I expect you to be at the door ready to ask me out got it”

She nodded her head once again. “Good” you pulled your hand back but not before patting her cheek. Leaving the ares cabin clarisse walked to her bunk in shock, with how fast everything had moved it didn’t click in her mind that she now had a girlfriend.

———

Clarisse - so do You want to go out with me

YN - no

Clarisse - oh.. I Just thoug—

Yn - yes Dummy I want to go out with you 😭😭

[gor3-hound]

JUST WANNA BE YOURS // INUMAKI + YUTA

a/n: commission for the super sweet @amonsterinspring !! honestly they were so sweet and so incredibly patient with the delays. art is by chalseu_d on instagram !!

cw: 18+ content, dubious consent, abuse of powers, emotional manipulation, yandere themes, incorrect use of powers, aged-up characters (canon divergent shibuya incident, set place after graduation), guilt tripping, bodily injury (takes place before fic), double penetration, p in v, creampie, mild dacryphilia and hair pulling, idk kidnapping kind of but not really at the end??? mental kidnapping or whatever lmfao

word count: 3.5k words

Inumaki would never have predicted things would end up like this. He had finally graduated Jujutsu High. He had gotten his credentials as a Jujutsu Sorcerer. He had barely finished with his celebration before he got called into his first job. It was Halloween night when everyone got called into Shibuya. He had been placed on a team with you, Yuta and Maki. He was confident, sure everything would go well.

It hadn’t. You almost died. He remembers yelling at you to run until his throat felt hoarse, your legs working instinctively to carry you away from Sukuna as his cursed speech took over, but you just weren’t fast enough. He ended up running towards you as fast as his legs could take him, pushing you out of the way as Sukuna’s domain expanded.

One moment, his arm was outstretched in front of him as the domain opened around him, and then it was gone.

Everything after that is a blur. The pain that surged throughout his body was mind-numbing, enough to bring him to his knees. He vaguely recalls Yuta dragging him away, your concerned voice as you rush to his side, then… Nothing. He woke up, and he was in hospital with a bandaged up arm… no, not arm. The bandaging wrapped around his chest and shoulder – there was nothing left of his arm, nothing more than a bloodied stump in its place.

You were grateful for his sacrifice. Apologetic, even. You were constantly checking on him. Worrying over him. You stayed as long as the hospital would allow you each day he was in there. You even helped him get settled in at home once he was released.

It wasn’t enough. 

Inumaki saved your life. He would do anything for you. He’d lost his fucking arm saving you. Didn’t he deserve more than a few phone calls when you had the spare time? It wasn’t fair. His entire career was at risk, all because of you – didn’t he deserve a little more than a bit of friendly concern?

His thumb dials your number before he even fully registers what he's doing, holding the phone up to his ear as he hears the dial tone. You answer after the third ring, and he finds himself smiling.

“Kelp.” He says in greeting, eyes roaming the room as he leans back on his pillows. He misses you. He hates being without you, if he’s being honest. He wishes you could be here, with him. He deserved it, didn’t he? It’s only been a week since he lost his arm… He had hoped you'd be more grateful.

“Toge! Hi. Is everything alright?” You ask, voice sweet and full of concern. God, it’s enough to drive him mad, even when it sounds all crackly coming from his shitty phone speaker. He’s really starting to wish he would have dished out more money for a better model.

“Salmon,” he says simply in agreement, shrugging despite knowing you can’t see it. No, everything isn’t alright, but you don’t need to know that. He frowns slightly as the line goes silent for a moment, sighing before speaking again. “Come over.”

He shouldn’t use his cursed speech on you. He knows that. He always tries to avoid using it on his friends, save for a few instances when it was entirely necessary. But he misses you. Isn’t that enough? He’s too weak to move around a lot on his own, and you’ve stopped visiting every day. He just wants to spend some time with you. Surely such an innocent use of his cursed technique isn’t wrong?

He doesn’t have time to analyse the morality of what he’s done, because he can hear shifting on the other side of his phone, and all sense of guilt is washed away by pure excitement at the thought of seeing you again. A smile tugs at his lips as he speaks up again, knowing the words were true. They had to be, after all. “I’ll see you soon.”

As the minutes tick by, he grows rather impatient. He knows you’re coming – you had no choice in the matter – but that didn’t mean he wasn’t becoming restless. He sighs, picking up his phone once more, this time to text the one person who knows exactly what kind of thoughts he’d been having about you.

Toge (7:27pm): i think i fucked up

Yuta (7:29pm): Is everything alright? Do you need me to come over?

Toge (7:30pm): i think it’ll be fine

Toge (7:30pm):  i just used my cursed speech in a way i shouldn’t have

Yuta (7:30pm): On who??

Toge (7:31pm): guess

Yuta (7:32pm): Shit. Your favourite little teammate, I take it. What did you make her do?

Toge (7:35pm): yeah

Toge (7:35pm): i only asked her to come over, but it would be so easy to get her to do more. she wouldn’t be that mad, right? she does kinda owe me

Yuta (7:37pm): She might be mad when she first snaps out of it, but I’m sure she’d understand.

Yuta (7:38pm): After all, you deserve some kind of reward for saving her life.

Yuta (7:38pm): She should make it up to you. If she isn’t, it might be time to take it into your own hands.

Toge (7:41pm): yeah i guess

Toge (7:41pm): i just want her to be safe. it’s already hard for me to look out for her now that i’m injured

Yuta (7:42pm): Yeah. I’ve been looking out for her, but I don't like that she’s still throwing herself into missions after what happened in Shibuya. She really should be more careful. I’ve tried telling her, but she won’t listen.

Toge (7:44pm): she’s always so stubborn. it’s… irritating

Toge (7:44pm): are you free? you should come over

Toge (7:45pm): i have an idea

Yuta (7:47pm): That’s never a good thing.

Yuta (7:59pm): Got ready. Be there in 15.

It’s only a few minutes later when he hears a knock at the door. He stands up with a grunt, practically stumbling his way through the home. It’s all worth it when he opens the door to reveal you standing there.

You snap out of your daze when you finally step into his home, your command complete. Your brows furrow as you realise where you are, eyes darting around his home before landing on his face. “How did I-”

“Don’t worry about that.” He says easily, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. He watches the crease between your brows fade as all concerning thoughts leave your pretty little head. God, you look so beautiful like this, he thinks. He pauses to consider his next words, tilting his head as he takes you in. “Sit on the couch until I tell you to move.”

He can hardly focus as you look up at him with that bright-eyed stare. He almost can’t believe it was as simple as him telling you not to worry for you to simply accept that he was using his cursed technique on you. It’s almost a shame to see you glancing at him with that glazed over expression. He’d like for you to be able to see for yourself that he was good for you, that he wanted the best for you… but if this was how he had to show you, then he would.

“Hey… what's happening?” You ask him curiously, head tilting to the side. It's almost cute, really. You remind him of a puppy. There's a familiar tightness in his chest as he notices the artificial tightness in your chest, but he ignores it in favour of pacing while he waits for Yuta to show up.

His head perks up when he hears a knock at the door, and he quickly moves to open it. Finally, he thinks as he opens the door, letting Yuta inside. His eyes instantly fall on you sitting there on the couch, your own gaze meeting his.

“Ah, hello.” Yuta says with a small smile, holding his hand up in an awkward attempt at a wave which you return. He looks at Inumaki, and as their eyes meet, they seem to have a silent conversation before the pair join you on the couch.

“You know… you've really been worrying Toge.” Yuta starts, frowning almost disapprovingly as he glances at you. Your brows furrow in confusion as you look between the both of them.

“Worrying? I haven't been doing anything particularly troublesome lately.”

“Ah, but after Shibuya… he's a little more concerned. Can you blame him? You could've died, and you've been throwing yourself back into missions like it's nothing.” Inumaki makes a noise of agreement, subtly moving closer until you're caged between the both of them. “I've been worried, too. You're not being smart.”

“Everyone else has been going on missions, though? I don't understand–”

“Ah, but you're not just anyone, sweetheart.” Yuta coos, placing a hand on your cheek to stroke over your skin. “Is she, Toge?”

“No…” He breathes out, foregoing his usual speaking habits as he takes you in, eyes flicking across your face and the confusion etched on your features. He tilts your head up, leaning down until you're barely an inch apart, ignoring the way you attempt to pull back.

“You should be more grateful to him, you know. He saved your life. Is a little kiss really too much to ask for in return?” Yuta murmurs, his breath hot against your skin.

“No, but-” Inumaki notices the guilt lacing your tone, and he feels a sense of satisfaction. He’s sure he’d be able to convince you to enjoy this, he just had to… guide you along at first.

“Shh, you're okay. Just let it happen.” Inumaki whispers, his voice a little hoarse as he speaks. His head dips down so that his lips can find yours. You don't fight it at all, not even as Yuta attaches his lips to your neck with his hand on your waist. You're stiff at first, but Inumaki notices the moment you relax and start to kiss him back.

“That's it,” Yuta murmurs against your neck, sucking a gentle mark into the flesh, his teeth pressing down lightly. “That's a good girl.”

Inumaki makes a noise of agreement as he pulls back from the kiss, his hand moving to slide under your shirt, caressing your soft skin. It's better than he could have ever imagined, but how could he expect anything less? You've always been perfect.

“Don’t resist,” he breathes out, hand sliding down your body before it makes its way under your skirt, thumb lazily brushing your clit over your panties. He grins at the way you gasp, feeling the heat of your core seeping past the fabric as he plays with you, teasing you.

“Don’t… please, don’t.” Your voice comes out strained, weak. You’re barely fighting against Inumaki’s control on you, your fingers twitching restlessly at your side. You’re trying to raise your hands, to push them away, but no matter how hard you try you simply can’t move. Frustrated tears form in the corners of your eyes, a choked sob spilling past your lips before you can suppress it.

“Sweetheart.” Yuta breathes out, his hand rising from your waist to cup your cheek, thumb gently brushing away your tears as they begin to fall. “There’s no need to cry. We’re going to take good care of you… Toge’s being nice, isn’t he?”

Your lip wobbles, but you nod softly at Yuta’s question, another sob being stifled as you press your lips together, a fresh wave of hot tears getting wiped away by his gentle hand.

“We wouldn’t let you get hurt, baby. He risked his life to save you. Why would he hurt you?” The words make sense, but some part of your brain tries to warn you they’re nothing more than sweet words to get you to be compliant. You try to focus on that idea, but it feels foggy. Distant. You can't get a good grasp on why you’re protesting, but something doesn’t feel right. Despite this, you can only hear the constant loop of Inumaki’s voice saying don’t worry, just let it happen, don’t resist.

Inumaki hums with satisfaction as he feels the tension leaving your body, and he shoots Yuta an appreciative look. His hand bunches your skirt up, his fingers hooking in the waistband of your panties so he can pull them down, exposing you to his eyes. His breath hitches as he takes you in, and you can see Yuta’s cheeks flush red as his eyes dart downwards before his gaze returns to your face. “There we go… such a good girl. You want to be a good girl for us, don’t you?”

There’s a hint of command in Inumaki’s voice that makes you shiver, the word ‘yes�� seeming to force itself out of your mouth before your brain even fully registers what he was saying. His hand slides between your legs once more, two fingers parting your slick folds. He pulls his hand back, hooded eyes gazing upon the arousal coating his fingers.

“God.” The word falls past Yuta’s lips automatically, his eyes trained on Inumaki’s fingers. He squirms slightly, his cock straining uncomfortably against his pants at the sight. His throat bobs as he swallows, his focus shifting so he can settle behind you. You protest as you’re lifted, your cheeks feeling hot. Your legs are kept apart by his strong grip on your thighs, leaving you open and vulnerable to the two men. 

Inumaki says nothing, but he greedily takes you in as you’re displayed to the both of them. His fingers dip back down to your cunt once more, the pads of two of them presses insistently against your entrance. He pushes them in slowly, savouring the way you open up for him. You can feel Yuta’s hardness pressed against the flesh of your ass, his hips rocking gently as he attempts to get some friction against his straining erection. He whimpers softly, a crease forming between his brows. “Toge… hurry up. I can’t wait much longer.”

Inumaki scoffs, but he withdraws his fingers from you. He holds them up to his mouth, licking them clean as he meets your gaze. He lets out a low chuckle at your embarrassed expression, straightening out to shed himself of his clothing. His eyes are dilated as he steps closer to you, settling himself on his knees between your legs. “So cute…”

You feel Yuta rushing to do the same, shifting behind you in a hasty attempt to shed himself of his trousers and boxers, his breaths coming out harsh against the nape of your neck. His cock twitches helplessly against your ass as he settles, watching with bated breath as Inumaki presses the head of his cock against your entrance. Yuta’s hand reaches up to fist your hair, yanking slightly to pull your head back. You hiss at the slight sting that comes with it, your eyes squeezing shut as he peers over your shoulder to get a better look.

“Fuck… You’re so, so pretty. Bet you feel so good… can’t wait to be inside of you, baby. Wanna feel you so bad.” Yuta whines, nuzzling the crook of your neck as he lazily watches Inumaki. The latter slowly begins to press forward, his breath hitching as he feels your cunt give way, stretching around his length. He continues to push himself into you inch by inch, eyes heavy as he watches the way you greedily suck him in.

“Pretty…” Inumaki parrots, biting down on his lower lip as he begins to move. His thrusts start off shallow and slow, barely moving as he tries to allow you to adjust to the feeling of him. It isn’t long before he can’t hold back, soft moans spilling past his parted lips as he ruts into you, the drag of his cock against your sensitive inner walls drawing sounds of pleasure from your own mouth.

Yuta has never been good at being patient. This situation is no exception, judging from the whimpers he’s unable to suppress as he grinds his cock against your ass, precum coating your skin as it leaks from his tip in a steady stream. “Please, baby. Wanna feel you. Can I?”

Inumaki speaks up before you have a chance to respond, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “She can take both of us, can’t you, sweetheart?”

Suddenly, you’re not sure how you’ve gone so long without both of them inside of you, and you begin to nod eagerly. “Please, Yuta…”

He whines, his grip tightening in your hair slightly in a way that has your hips jerking, a whimper spilling past your parted lips. The hand that isn’t occupied slides down your body, reaching behind you to grasp his cock. He manages to slide between your thighs, lining himself up underneath Inumaki. He’s trembling slightly as his dick nudges the other man’s cock, his chin hooking over your shoulder to watch as he slowly slides in alongside his friend.

“Oh, fuck. You’re so tight, baby. So… warm.” His self-control is far worse than Inumaki’s, and he’s quick to start fucking into you desperately. He’s more vocal, too, whines and moans leaving him with each shift of his hips, his hand tugging your hair back so he can bite and suck marks across the skin of your neck and shoulder.

You’ve never felt this full in your life. Even as your arousal coats both cocks, the stretch burns. Your chest heaves with heavy breaths, your walls spasming as you struggle to take both of them. Your hands scramble to grab onto something so you can ground yourself, fingers grasping at Inumaki’s shoulder as he continues to fuck into you.

“Doing so well.” Inumaki breathes out, leaning further over you. He crowds you against Yuta’s body, his nose brushing your cheek before he presses a chaste kiss to the skin there, still slightly wet and salty with tears. “Such a pretty girl… good girl.”

Yuta’s eyes practically roll into the back of his skull as Inumaki speeds up his thrusts, a choked sound escaping him at the feeling of your slick walls gripping his cock while Inumaki’s length slides against his. The friction is entirely maddening, and he can barely hold back. His balls are tightening already, his body pathetically close to cumming after mere minutes of being inside of you.

“Can’t… can’t help it. Sorry. Fuck, ‘m sorry, gonna cum.” He gasps out, hips stuttering as his climax washes over him. His dick kicks inside of your cunt, twitching as he fills you with his seed. Another whine is forced out of the back of his throat as Inumaki continues to rock his hips, the friction too much for his oversensitive cock. He pulls out slowly, his back hitting the couch cushions as he slumps backwards, his own hands holding your thighs spread wide for Inumaki as you lean back against his chest.

The other man’s grunts give away that he’s not far from his own release, his thrusts growing more sloppy as he chases his pleasure. His fingers dig harshly into the flesh of your hips, his forehead resting against yours. He presses his lips to yours once more, tongue hungrily exploring your mouth like a man starved. One hand slips from your hip to rest just below your stomach, his thumb rubbing circles against your clit. His mouth swallows your moans, tongue pressing against your own more insistently. The feeling of you clenching around him is enough to push him over the edge, a harsh gasp falling from his lips as he stuffs you full of his cum.

He stays unmoving inside of you for a few moments, breaking the kiss as he pants and attempts to catch his breath. He pulls back slightly to give you a once over, his eyes roving your body with a look of adoration.

“Beautiful.” He whispers, one of his palms gently smoothing down one of your thighs to soothe you. His eyes flick around the room for something to clean you up with, and he ends up reaching for his shirt which was haphazardly thrown onto the floor as he undressed. He wipes away the cum dripping down your thighs, being sure to be extra gentle as he moves to clean your sensitive flesh.

You’re pretty out of it, exhausted from the effort of resisting Inumaki’s cursed speech and taking both of the men. You slump against Yuta, feeling Inumaki shift to curl up beside the both of you. You hum softly at the warmth they both bring, eyes fluttering shut.

As you begin to drift off, Inumaki whispers one last command into your ear. “Stay with us here. We’ll keep you safe.”

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Fairy tail headcannon a nobody wanted at all😊

- most of the dragon slayers+erza eat bugs regularly and it's gross AF to everyone

-Natsu because he grew up in the woods and they were like the number one abundant source of food, same for Wendy but she stopped for a while because Carla told her it was nasty (as soon as she joined the fairy tail guild she reverted so incredibly fast)

-gajeel pretends to thinks it's gross but secretly he really likes the taste he just doesn't wanna have that in common with natsu

- erza and Erik because in the evil slave tower where everyone was starving if you found a bug you ate it before anyone else could grab it from you.

- sting did not do that growing up but started when natsu told him it was good, he does not agree but does it anyway so natsu thinks he's cool

- rogue only tried it a couple times because frosch wanted to try it to be more like a frog and rogue is nothing if not supportive

- laxus grew up normal and thinks all of them are disgusting

- Lucy has the WORST financial skills. Legit they are awful. Everyone thinks she's always broke cuz of the tpd (team property damage) constantly making them lose their reward to repair bills but (while that is a factor) when Lucy sees smth cute that would look great in her apartment she just cannot help herself. Lucy will be so careful trying to save her money then she'll see a new set of stationary and goes "haha rent what rent"

- the hand me down game at fairy tail was fucking insane when they where kids. For levy and lisanna basically everything they owned had been passed down like 6 times already

- that red shirt natsu wore in the flashbacks? Before him it was erza's, and before her it was canas, and before her it was laxus.

- gray wears almost exclusively white jackets because jackets are expensive and if he loses them he would rather they be easy to spot so he can find them again rather then have to buy a new one

- sometimes people will invite erza places for the scary dog privilege when they dont want to be bothered by strangers. Erza has no idea thats the reason she just thought people really liked walking with her through rough parts of town in the middle of the night.

- Carla and lilly have insane beef, for no damn reason. Like both of them are fairly polite so neither will say it openly but every conversation between the two is the most passive aggressive petty insult battle you could imagine

- freed, levy, Lucy and later jellal have a book club where they all meet up and talk about whatever they're reading and play Scrabble and talk a lot of shit about their annoying ass friends.

- happy sometimes comes but he is under no circumstances allowed to bring natsu(he knows what he did)

- when erza met seigrain/jellal in the magic counsel she first tried to attack him, when that proved to be a bad idea she later started specifically destroying stuff under his jurisdiction to make sure he had to deal with as much paperwork as possible

- for her modelling, Mira used to use a very light spray of holy water to remove body hair because it burns it off💀

- wendy romeo and chelia are actually best friends like they are constantly hanging out together just to go do stuff

- erza and Erik hate each other for no reason at all. Like over that year that she worked with crime sorciere they where ALWAYS BEEFING. Every time they were near each other erza was thinking insults she knew he could hear and Erik was fighting for his life not to strangle her to death.

When erza became sclass she used to sit on the 5th step of the stairs because Mira wasn't allowed on those stairs yet and it really pissed her off. She was like, just barely out of reach, so Mira would stand at the bottom the stairs yelling death threats at her and erza would be like "whattt I'm not doing anything I don't even know what your talking about in literally just sitting what are you so mad about"

- when Warren invented cellphones, despite all of them looking like modern smartphones, freed somehow managed to get one that looked exactly like a Blackberry and refuses to get a different one

- Mira used to cut her siblings hair and because she didn't know any good haircuts yet her 2 options where 1- bald or 2- bowl cut. Hence lisannas horrifying cut as a child

[coff-in]

HIIIIIIIII ITS ⭐️ ANON AGAIN I'd like to request a older sister (2-1 year older than Andrew and shes like tall asf) that has the personality of omori from the game OMORI (if you dont whos Omori/ his personality: like doesn't speak for shit and is surprisingly patient with hooligans despite his anger issues) who also likes to gardening.

Ashley would probably give her some silly ass nickname having to due with flowers. Andrew would TRY to be chill around her since he has intrusive thoughts about both girls. (I AM NOT LETTING HIM LIVE THAT DOWN)

But OLDER SISTER READER would probably only put up with Ashley's attitude/lies and no one's else's. For example later in their life when they are sacrificing their parents, Renee would try to bribe Andrew and Reader into ditching Ashley but then Reader speaks up for the first time in her life, only to say "shut the fuck up, you bitch"

Heres more info on older sister Reader:

Her gift is Altered sight, as in she sees the world differently. Like she can see if people are lying or their true intention. So that's why when Renee was talking abt ditching Ashley she said shut the fuck up because she saw her true intention (whatever it was anyways).

Her bunny color would be red

Also her weapon(s) would be her bare hands, gardening sheers, or a hacksaw

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk ⭐️

notes from coff-in: LET ANDREW DATE HIS SISTERS PLEASE!!! i've never played omori but i remember watching manlybadasshero play it during the quarantine. kinda ran out of steam at the end (it's late and i'm very tired, my apologies ⭐️ anon)

[fem] reader-insert, [reader] is older than andrew by two years, incest

mr and mrs graves loved how quiet [reader] was as a child. she didn't make any noise, didn't talk at all, and was overall easy to overlook. the perfect child! why not have another? when andy came out the cursed womb, he was the same and probably learned to keep quiet too via [reader], his big sister. what's the harm in one more child? mrs graves would then learn the harm in having another child that is NOT quiet. leyley came in and couldn't be as quiet or put away as her older siblings, but thankfully this isn't [reader]'s first rodeo in taking care of a child... she's not good at it though (which makes sense cause she's fucking four years old)

andy and leyley are still very close together, especially leyley to andy since she's closer to andy's age (and goes to school with him longer) than [reader], but they both look up to [reader] as a mother figure. leyley had trouble dealing with [reader]'s quietness/muteness but her patience for leyley makes up for all the frustration she goes through. she definitely expects [reader] to pay more attention to her because she's the baby of the family, their little baby sister. how is she supposed to know shit if no one is there to teach her? how is she supposed to feel safe if no one is watching her? damn, she fucked up breakfast again even though andy taught her how not even a day ago, thankfully [reader] is there to make it for them, right? andy doesn't mind [reader]'s quietness. he's so used to leyley's loud and impulsive nature that having someone who's quieter and more mindful is appreciated. especially since she's older, andy sees her as the perfect role model to look up to.

i doubt the apartment they lived in had a yard but they do have a balcony, so i think [reader] would grow herbs and plants that can grow in pots (like strawberries and tomato plants). andy and leyley would pick up some things from watching [reader] take care of them (though they might've killed a plant once from forgetting to water it). [reader] would try her best to teach andy and leyley about taking care of the plants, what they're used for, how to prepare them into meals, etc and it would give them (specifically andy) such an oedipus complex. having [reader] comfort them when they're mad, staying patient and calm when they get frustrated and yell at her, hugging them when they're sad, UGH just being such a good mother figure and a big sister. andy loves hugging her, feeling safe in her arms. THEY WOULD BOTH LOVE HEARING HER HUMMING WHEN SHE DOES STUFF AROUND THE HOUSE

as they grow up, they both get very protective over [reader]. she can't date other people! it's a tad bit hard to enforce that since [reader] is two-four years older and usually aren't attending the same school as them for very long. they usually try to make it as CLEAR as possible to her current partner that they do not like them. andrew is very passive aggressive towards them while ashley is just... aggressive. [reader] gets mad at them the first and second time, enough for andrew and ashley to feel a little bit bad, but eventually [reader] just stops trying to date people (or at least bring them over to the apartment). she can't be too mad at them, they're probably a little bit scared to share their big sister with a stranger...

quarantine isn't so bad to them. [reader]'s little balcony garden helps them not starve for a little bit longer than canon, but not by much. andrew and ashley are both grateful to [reader] for trying to keep them all alive, but it's not a burden that she has to shoulder on her own. seeing the cultist, killing the wardens, escaping the apartment-- all very stressful things that they help [reader] through. andrew sleeps with [reader] some nights and holds her close. maybe even snuggling closer to her chest... after all, [reader] holds some power over him, no? she's older, if she is uncomfortable with it then she can just tell him to stop. he likes being the middle child. having the power and control over ashley but being watched over and taught by [reader], having both that dominate and submissive dynamic with his sisters. would definitely call [reader] mommy after they kill their parents

i find it kinda funny that the demon gives ashley a clairvoyant trinket and [reader] altered sight but doesn't give andrew anything. poor guy. i think [reader]'s true sight would honestly alter the dynamic of the graves' sibling relationship. if she can see the true intentions of people/seeing if they're lying than surely she would be able to tell when andrew is holding himself back and repressing his affection or can see ashley's overwhelming insecurity. would she play into these feelings? anyway, andrew and their parents were shocked when [reader] actually spoke when in the basement, especially when it was against mrs graves? like omg... boss moves, you know?

"shut the fuck up."

"h-huh?"

andrew kneeling down to threaten mrs graves with his cleaver, "[reader] and i don't like it when you talk about ashley like that."

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coff-in

[kaq3yma]

𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐘'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 featuring michael kaiser

syn: soft launched on instagram by the infamous prodigy

⸻ cw: slight languages, instagram au, and very short

qeena's brief note: qeena trying an instagram au with kaiser after a whole year not making it?!! 😱 ik it's super short but tumblr won't allow more ten pictures soo i guess i'll have to deal with that for now and so sorry for the pictures, theyre like the best i could find (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ but how about a part two??? i might consider it, i might not lol idk buttt... i guess that's all for now keehee ! tell me how you feel about this one, whether or not should i continue making similar fics like this 🤔 thank you everyone, i love you, reblogs and comments are very much appreciated and happy reading xoxo 🩷💚

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michael_k_fans michael kaiser was seen last night hugging with a mysterious woman. Could it be that this unknown woman is the prodigy's plus one?

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fan1 we don't know yet, it could be his mom or his sister lol

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fan2 ITS SOOO OBVIOUS 😭😭😭 naur my heart is breakingg

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"Micha, why the hell you tagged me for bro?!" The weird-haircut boy snickers in amusement, continue typing away on his phone with a huge grin on his face "Shuddup, donkey. I got lots of comments here telling me I'm a lucky man." You thrash yourself beside him on the bed, grunting loudly.

"You are a dork. I got so many friends request and what am I supposed to do about that?" He throw his phone down, spreading his arms to put them around your waist to tug you close "You can make another account like I do. It's not that hard, liebling." You push his face off, murmuring incoherent words beneath your breaths "Idiot. This wouldn't happen if you hadn't tag me at all in the first place." He laughs, grabbing you back to put you beside him on the bed.

"Come on, it's fine right? You're not mad at me are you?" You sighed, not bothered to argue anymore and just lie down beside him.

"du bist süß, schatz..."

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open. all rights reserved goes to @kaq3yma on tumblr.

[wolf-among-mechs]

I think something has to be said about mech-techs because they come in different breeds just as mechwarriors and mechs themselves.

You got your rank and file army mech-techs. They typically work with stock models and pre-arranged configurations for omnis. Practising and drilling it in until they can do it in their sleep while under and on fire without missing a beat. The same goes for a repair. They know where everything goes in the hunk of junk and can service with precision. Most of the lower rungs are people who can barely remember to breathe but can lift and hold things. Typically, you get some senior techs that have brains and can give recommendations of field refits. The dread variant is the ones who know they are too competent to be fired and leverage that against mechwarriors and senior officers.

Mercenary mech-techs are space wizards in that they usually care for and manage highly specialised machines that only sometimes resemble the original mech. Cables and ammofeed systems have been rerouted, assembled, moved, and re-used for another system. A melange of disparate systems that have all the cooperative abilities of fussy babies past naptime. That somehow, against all odds in a way barely they comprehend, works. So, of course, they will be a bit upset if you lose the machine. Or blow it up or... you know. All the things a mercenary can mess up a mech with. Dumbest thing I heard was leaving it overnight in a bar and having the darn thing stolen by some space hicks. Also if something is stupid or does not work with a mech design you had in mind. They are going to hit you with clipboards.

Clan technicians are made to serve without question, and they are good at it. Good at repairing, realigning omnis, and working really hard, they seem able to work more than twenty-four hours a day. They will do whatever you tell them to without hesitation. Even if you mutter something from a fever pitched dream of a Wimber Tolf, a mad cat with the rocket pods in the arms and the lasers in the shoulders. They will do it. The only thing they will say something about is a tonnage mismatch. Terrific at maintaining equipment and weapons. But also, they will not do something unless you order them first. Often working on whatever the highest ranking warrior told them to do last.

Then you have the periphery mech-techs. People who own welders and plasma cutters and a bit of elbow grease and a resume so filled with lies it may just qualify as a politician's speech. They can bolt anything to a mech. Heck they will bolt anything to mech. Weld it there. The rust bucket mechs they get in the periphery are usually hardy enough that they can hold up to their creativity. Leading to maddening makeshift designs at times. The ones who figure out mechs at least a bit graduate and begin to staple them together. Creating franken mechs. Things that moves that should not. Piles of ferro-metal slabs of armour and myomer that shamble in open defiance of logic. Still you got to admire that somebody thought to string things together. And make it work.

Of course, you have a bundle of mechtechs that break out of these molds and find their own way. As people do. But they are less seen behind the moneymakers, the flash, and the glamour of the mechwarriors. But in the end, it does not really matter what kind of mechtech you are or if you are a mechwarrior. We are all happy deep down when we get back the mechbay alive. Ideally, with a mech, but sometimes you might not. In those moments, just remember it is a whole lot easier to rebuild a mech than it is to rebuild a life.

[sublimetragedychopshop]

TW: self-deprecating??, harrassment, stalker, yandere struggles, (I think that’s it?)

I can’t imagine the hell that it would be of having a yandere that is 100x out of your league. Like just imagine being a normal ass joe, nothing going on in life, no big group of friends, no exciting qualities, nothing to offer ANYONE. And here comes this god like figure- waltzing or barging into your shameful life and going “I am entranced by you, so deeply and utterly enraptured that you haunt every aspect of my existence. I have killed and maimed for you… allowing me to be yours is the only thing I wish for. The only thing I desire. Please, please just allow me to bask in your presence for the rest of my life..”

I’m getting mad just thinking about it, like how would someone even respond to that!? They let themselves into your shitty apartment (with a spare key they finessed from your landlord) they have the GALL to sit on your bed after being caught shamelessly snuggling under the covers, all model like?? Telling them that you’ll call the cops so that they leave but knowing in your heart that the police would arrest YOU before they accuse someone as godly as THEM! of course this doesn’t faze them. Though the sadness on their face is evident. Somehow you get them to leave and think that will be it for forever…

Until now you can see them clearly, everywhere you go. If you go to a coffee shop they’ll arrive 2 minutes after you and just sit across from you as long as your there. Your best bet is ignoring them because if you tell a worker of this person “harassing” you then you’ll just get a “really bitch??” Look and told to not disturb THEM! They even walk right next to you on the sidewalk, other people simply stopping to stare at their beauty and aura while you just grit your teeth and try to walk faster. Some brave ones stop them to ask for their number or if their single, only for them to wrap an arm around your own and tell them that their dating you. They are OBVIOUSLY with YOU. So why the FUCK is this trash asking dumb questions?? It gives you second hand embarrassment and your self esteem goes in the shitter when others just give that disbelief look and reluctantly leave it at that. If you try and buy anything they will just whip out their black card and pay for it instead nor matter your protests. If you say something like “hey don’t spend money! I can buy my own things!” They look you straight in the face with zero hesitation and just go “I know you can, but I want to spend money on you. All my money is YOURS. You are still using YOUR money.” Bro at this point I’ll make them take me to the Gucci store or sum.

Someone that is the EPITOME of peak human desire. An irresistible face and body, black cards in their pockets, mansions, sports cars, high paying job and famous people for “friends”. They are what hustle culture people DREAM to be, so why would they be interested in you? Why do they act like you’re the one doing THEM a favor by just existing? Why do they look at you so lovingly when masses stare at them with the same look? Why get so jealous and overprotective when you show basic human decency to others? As if you were some Hot shot movie star!

And the worst part is, when they do creepy gross stalker shit it doesn’t even seem like they are the one being weird. If you bother entertaining them at a cafe and leave for the bathroom, you’ll most likely come back to them with your used spoon in they mouth.

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Btw no one is how I portray reader in this lil scenario. EVERYONE is exceptional and wonderful and beautiful In their own way! Just cuz u can’t see doesn’t mean others don’t either. This was more of something I wrote when I was going through it.

[peachyfnaf]

sun and moon show tumblr dashboard simulator. because i find these hilarious and this fandom needs one. assume this takes place in a "bad shit happens, but everyone's still on speaking terms" au for it to make the most sense kfjhsfd

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when the nightmare goes so hard when you wake up you have to walk into the ocean just to make sure

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Lunar, are you okay..?

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guess

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ok but the creator is kind of a dilf tho

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he's killed hundreds

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is a man not allowed to be a manic pixie dream girl in this day and age

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guys are we just ignoring op's url

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coming across montgomery gator in the wild is crazy. like i was just trying to make a deposit at the bank one time and he came up behind me and punched the teller in the face

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op my girlfriend went thru a similar experience a few months ago. this dude sounds like a menace, fr. so happy hes not near me.

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182.62.250.90

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is that my fukcign ip address

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This is a gentle reminder that everything will be okay, you just have to give it time!!!

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im seriously at my limit

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Just give it time, everyone!!!

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earth are you okay

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nexus NO

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eclipse v2 and nexus are one in the same. hit post. and go to bed

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i just woke up. ive never been this scared to look at notes in my life

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i love going to the pizzaplex with my little sister bc she's there for the glamrocks. i'm there to see if i can get my hands on that twinky little jester

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Which twinky little jester op

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the daycare attendant model??? whomst the fuck else?????

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You'd be surprised how little that narrows it down, actually

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bro what did v2 do to you

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every day i try to not let my brother rob a bank, and then every day he provides me good reasons as to why i should let him

🌕 ricksanchezreborn Follow

sun do yuo know what you could do with the money

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i dont want to know, moon

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☀️ catdadofthedecade Follow

do you need a getaway diver

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"sun is so cute!! solar's such a dilf. nexus being insane is so ho-"

absolutely none of you can handle what i have to say about him

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👾 certifiedrobotfracker

god help me, hes so fine

🏝 chronicappleeater-deactiaved062324

yeah, him and all 5 pixels

👾 certifiedrobotfracker

i see god smited you for this one

😈 itsme-fromthebible

wrong deity, but appreciate it regardless

👾 certifiedrobotfracker

THE DEVIL FROM THE BIBLE??!?!

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if anything happens to this blog i genuinely hope taurus destroys the planet

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it's taken months, but i've finally finished it. the document explaining everything wrong with the sun and moon show

here's the link. enjoy

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every time one of us makes them mad, moon and nexus get closer to becoming the Hitachiin twins from ohshc to retaliate, and i fear the day they decide to just do it

🌕 ricksanchezreborn Follow

even the thought of doing that is stupid

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even the thought of doing that is stupid

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HOW DID YOU BOTH REBLOG AT THE EXACT SAME TIME THIS POST HAS BEEN UP FOR 4 MINUTES

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"we need more evil women in the world!!!" you people cant even handle miku

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starting a conspiracy theory that we're all just puppets in a youtube show's script and that's why our lives are so miserable

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hey guys why was i shadowbanned after posting this

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[mykoreanlove]

i need skz angst like rn??😭

hyunjin x female reader, and they maybe decide to go out to like a club or something, and some guy hits on the reader and hyunjin is like “you were flirting back!” and the reader is just very confused bc they tried to let the guy know as kindly as possible that they are taken, but hyunjin is still really mad and it results in them fighting

and then maybe hyunjin decides to go home but not like a shared apartment thing like he goes somewhere reader doesn’t know about

and then a day passes and he’s like “oh no i fucked up” and comes to readers apartment to apologize

happy ending? tysmmm🎀

I was like sure, let's writing something short and quick but somehow it turned into 6 pages lol. hope u enjoy it :)

The pros of being an insanely hot couple? A lot of sex and affection, a lot of people wanting to be like you and a lot of praise and admiration.

The cons of being an insanely hot couple? A lot of people trying to take your place, a lot of jealous envy and a lot of insecurity.

“Baby, you look incredible”, Hyunjin whispered into your ear as he hugged you from behind. You were standing in front of the mirror, admiring your look for the night. “I wanted to look good for you”, you shyly admitted as you leaned into him. “There is absolutely nothing you have to do to accomplish this, y/n. Nothing, you hear me?”

Ever since you met Hyunjin a couple of weeks ago your whole world turned around. You were used to dating a lot and having fun, but this was different. He was different. Both of you fell for the other rather quickly, a romance that revealed a hidden side within you.

“I want to kiss you so badly”, you whined.

“Why don’t you?”

Instantaneously, you pointed to your lips covered in deep ruby red.

“Ah”, he nodded understandingly. “Is it okay then if I do this?”, Hyunjin asked before kissing every inch of your collarbone, slightly sucking to mark his territory.

Hyunjin was a confident guy, knowing damn well that he was good looking and talented and still he felt conflicted at times. What if this was not enough? What if he was not enough for you? Since you were in your early dating stages, he never had vocalized his concerns, but his body did. His need to be near you, touch you and possess you was evident from the start.

“Jinnie, stop”, you giggled as you pushed him away.

Irritation grew on his face, not understanding why you were distancing yourself.

“I’m gonna be covered in marks that everyone is going to see”, you teased.

He felt his chest tighten. Did you not want others to see them? Did you want to be perceived as single? His own sparks of insecurity got ignited again, waiting to turn into a full-size fire.

The club was crowded with people of all kinds – dancers, jocks, hot models, a real feast for the eye. You were used to people turning their heads, especially when you were together with Hyunjin. It never bothered you that much since you knew how devoted he was to you.

“Can I tell you something?” You were laying on his chest, watching him breathe calmly. “Sure.” “I found your old DVDs in the basement, and I started watching them while you were at work. Binging them, really. And I saw something that really stuck with me”, he explained silently. “What was it?” “Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours”, he explained softly. You turned your head and gazed into his teary eyes. “We haven’t been together that long, I know. But this is exactly how I feel, y/n. I can’t imagine my life without you anymore. Cannot. Do not want to. Impossible.” You started tearing up as well, finally feeling at home with another soul. You placed a soft kiss on his plush lips and whispered: “I’ll be your Carry, baby.”

“Come dance with me”, you shouted as you pulled him to the dance floor. It was hot and sticky, but you didn’t mind, in fact you loved it like that. The music was energetic and vibrant, filling the whole room with energy and life force. You only had eyes for Hyunjin, watching his body move gracefully to the music. When he danced, he became one with the tunes, one with the movements. He smirked as he caught you staring, knowing damn well that you were weak for his dancing. As the song changed into a slower, sexier one you found yourself in front of him, grinding on his muscular body. All the other people were forgotten as you swayed your hips on him, feeling him getting hard behind you. His hands on your body and his hot breath on your neck was all you needed to know.

Hyunjin however was more prone to your surroundings. He enjoyed having you like that, but he hated sharing you with others. He was too aware of the other pair of eyes that was set on you. Like a reflex, he pulled you closer, grabbed a bit harder and provoked your surrender, demonstrating whom you belonged to.

“Fuck, baby, if you keep this up, we have to go”, you moaned into his ear.

“Let’s do that”, his whole face lit up. “Let’s get out of here, y/nnie.”

“But we just came?”, you whined in annoyance.

Hyunjin’s eyes darkened as his gaze pierced through you. Just like that, goosebumps formed on your skin, electricity cursed through your body making you feel all hot. He knew exactly what he was doing to you.

“I’m going to the bathroom really quick to fix this situation right here”, he said as he nodded to his crotch, “and when I come back, we leave, you hear me?”

You swallowed and nodded, already anticipating the night ahead.

“Good girl.”

He placed a kiss on your forehead and turned around, quickly looking for the bathroom.

You walked over to the exit and leaned against the cold wall, waiting for your boyfriend, already picturing him doing unspeakable things to you. You were so engulfed in your naughty daydreams that you didn’t even notice the guy from the dancefloor approaching you.

“Hey!”

“Oh, hi”, you replied politely.

“I saw you dancing earlier, damn you got moves!”, he complimented you.

“Thanks”, you replied drily.

“So uhm, would you like to have a drink with me?”

“No”, you shook your head.

“Why not?”

“Well, if you saw me dancing earlier you must have seen my boyfriend behind me, right? That’s why.”

“Shit, sorry. I kinda hoped that he was just another guy hitting on you.”

“Far from that.”

“He’s that great, huh?”

“Y/N”, Hyunjin called out angrily while glaring at the other guy.

You were taken aback by his tone, feeling anxious so you followed him without saying a word.

Fumingly, he marched to the car, while you were trying to keep up. Hyunjin placed both of his hands on the cold metal of the vehicle as he was trying to calm himself.

“Jinnie”, you called out softly.

“Don’t fucking call me that, y/n.”

“What?”

He turned around and faced you, his pupils were dilated, and his nostrils flared – he was angry as fuck.

“Don’t fucking call me that when you were flirting with some dickhead behind my back!”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Of course, I am. That bastard was eye-fucking you while we were dancing, and I left you alone for 5 minutes and you were already cozying up to him?”

“Cozying up to him? Cozying up to him? Are you out of your fucking mind?”

“What? I know what I saw!”

“Enlighten me, then. What did you see?”

“I saw you all smiley and giggly, you were practically shooting heart eyes emojis at him! Is that why you hated me giving you hickeys on your collarbone? So, everybody could see you were available?!”

You felt the punch to your stomach, making it harder to breathe. Every single word of his was laced in the most painful accusation, one that you had been familiar with way too often.

“Yeah, you’re right. I was flirting back and shooting heart eyes emojis at him. It was so much fun! And I was damn grateful that my body was free of your damn hickeys!”, you retorted angrily.

Hyunjin was about to explode, not being able to differentiate between your lies and his perceived reality.

Wordless, he turned around and got into the car. You looked at him one last time, hoping that he would come to his senses – but he didn’t. The loud sound of his engine disturbed the quiet of the night and not seconds later he was gone.

What should have been a fun night out for a young couple turned into a vicious disaster. One was crying hiding in the dirty toilet of a club, while the other was crying racing down the highway. Promises of forever love turned into accusations of unfaithfulness, painting your rosy world of adoration into black loneliness.

You had no idea how you made it back home, nor did you care. The following day was torture – you were ruminating over everything, trying to understand what had happened yesterday. Deep sadness filled your whole being. Hyunjin did not call, nor text. He vanished out of your life, just like he vanished into the night air yesterday. Was that it? Was it over?

“Damn, you look like shit. Why are your eyes so puffy?”

Hyunjin pulled the covers over his head, trying to dissolve into thin air.

“Hey, come on. Talk to me”, his friend encouraged him.

“I may have made the biggest mistake of my life yesterday.”

“Oh my god, did you cheat on y/n?”

“What? No. Of course not. I would never do that”, he explained.

“What did you do then?”

“I accused her of cheating on me.”

“Shit, sorry.”

“Don’t be. This was the last time I let my demons take over”, he mumbled as he left his room.

By evening, you felt better – at least good enough to go for a walk and clear your head. Minutes after you left Hyunjin appeared at your door – holding a giant bouquet of flowers in his trembling hands. He rang your door hundreds of times, knocked on it until his knuckles were swollen and called out for you until his throat was sore. But nothing.

Defeated, he slid down to the ground and thought of what to do.

“Y/N, I made a big mistake yesterday. I am so sorry. I should have never accused you of shit like that.”

He was wiping away his tears again, the thought of loosing you made his heart break every single time.

“You see I’m not perfect. Far from it. Yet somehow you seem to think that way. And I just… I just wait for the shoe to drop. For you to finally realize that I’m nothing special.”

“Jinnie”, you called out his name while stopping in front of your apartment. His eyes widened in surprise, immediately followed by relief. “You didn’t open up because you hated me but because you weren’t home…”

“Don’t flatter yourself, hate is on the top of the list right now”, you glared angrily.

He lowered his head in defeat.

“Are those for me?”, you nodded to the bouquet of flowers.

“Yes.”

You opened the door and passed by him. “Put them in a vase, then.”

Surprised, he got up on his feet and followed you inside.

“Can we talk?”

You sat across from him, giving him the cold shoulder.

“Talk.”

“Y/N, I am sorry. Please believe me, I am so sorry. I was seeing things, I let my insecurities win and I accused you of shit you didn’t do. Please, forgive me.”

“What did you think happened there?”

“I saw you guys talking and then I saw red. Like, you were smiling from ear to ear, practically shooting heart eyes emojis at him. I just, I just saw red.”

You sighed deeply, finally understanding where he was coming from.

“You’re right. I was shooting heart eyes emojis at him.”

“What?” Hyunjin’s heart was about to explode.

“But only because I was talking about you, Jinnie. He asked me out for a drink, and I explained to him that I already found the greatest guy on earth. I was gushing over you, like a freaking fan girl.”

“He’s that great, huh?” “Oh my god, yes. He is the greatest. No really, he is great at everything. Dancing, painting, loving? The best. He is also the kindest and loveliest guy I ever met. Always caring for the ones he loves. Never a dull moment with him. He makes me laugh so much. I swear I got abs because of him. And did you see how handsome he is? Fuck me, it’s like God created him himself and brought him to earth, so we could adore him. Fucking masterpiece, that man.” “Okay, okay, I got it”, the guy gave up. “Must be one hell of a lover.” “One hell of a lover. One hell of a soul. My soul, actually.”

“I feel like the biggest idiot right now”, he admitted ashamed.

“Yeah, you should feel like that.”

“I’m sorry, y/nnie. Can you forgive me?”

Silence lingered between the two of you, only for a moment, until you got up and walked over to him. You put your arms around his lean torso and hugged him tightly, willing to put this past you.

Hyunjin’s body finally relaxed, as he hugged you back. His lips landed on the crown of your head, simply resting there, and holding you close.

“Jinnie, wait. There is something else you need to know.”

He released you from his grip and looked at you anxiously.

“What is it?”

“When I was younger, I got bullied for hickeys. My first boyfriend always left them on my neck and the others harassed me for it, calling me slut and all sorts of names. So, it’s true, I don’t like them being visible.”

Hyunjin’s heart broke once more – for one because you had to endure this harassment, but also because he bullied you himself.

“I’m sorry, y/nnie. I won’t do that ever again.”

“Wait, no. I love your hickeys. I love your lips on me, I really do. But can we, maybe, agree to leave hickeys in places only we can see?”, you asked shily.

Hyunjin chuckled and pulled you in for a kiss, promising to do just that.

“I really meant what I said. I can’t imagine my life without you. I really can’t.”

You grabbed his hands and squeezed them, agreeing you felt the same way.          “I feel like we should talk about your insecurities, but I’m drained from last night.”

“Let’s relax for now, baby.”

“What do you want to do?”

Hyunjin’s lips turned upwards, forming the loveliest yet sneakiest smile.

“Okay, fine. I get the popcorn and you switch on the TV. Sex and the city marathon it is”, you rolled your eyes at him teasingly.

[always-just-down-the-street]

INANIMATE INSANITY 16 SPOILERS AHEAD!

ALSO EYESTRAIN WARNING!

Also this fan-art is based on the theory I made here, so please read this before checking out the fan-art below!

You beg MePhone to say he's lying. That you're real, that you were never supposed to win, that your conquest to save everyone from themselves hasn't been anything short of the only lie bigger than your continued existence. You try to think back to who you used to be and you can't, it hurts so much, she's dead and it's your fault, you knew you were unsalvageable but you didn't know it permeated so far into your being. The gilded cage you lost the key to. You feel yourself crack again and you pray it'll be quick but no, you just sit there, broken, crying, screaming. A winner forced into the role of the villain, the liar, the freakshow.

The only grace you can hope for is that if you go completely insane, maybe you'll finally be more like her again.

You stare at her. You see every day you had fun with her back in the first season, when things were simple and the world felt like it actually made sense. When you weren't burdened by the knowledge of what you really are. You can't help but laugh- why should you be so surprised? You were only ever meant to take the shape of the vessel you were given, who cared if it was a physical one or not? You think back to every day you saw her in the corner of your eye, watching you prance around in the hotel you stole from her. In the life you stole from her. She missed that and she missed them but she definitely did not miss you. You wouldn't even be surprised if she hates you, and the worst part is she has every right to. MePhone wanted you to be the villain, the person everyone hates, but things went wrong and she was forced to take that role instead. But now the truth is out. Her last good deed was saving you from yourself. You're still the villain.

And somehow you're the most surprised of them all.

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The joy of being an artist and a theorist is that sometimes I get such a cool idea I can express it in both ways.

Yes, this is a sequel to my Netflix Trip picture with Knife and Suitcase, this time featuring our season one finalists OJ and Taco and Kikuo's Hole-Dwelling! (Originally it was Puppet Loosely Strung by The Correspondents but Hole-Dwelling actually goes INSANE with the theory.) It's based on the theory that I had posted of last, which (and I might go back to the original post to add this) I have now given an official title: The Misremembered Lanes Theory! Or AU, if this gets deconfirmed. You never know! But yeah, it is named after the Season 1 finale.

Just like last time, the models were done in Blockbench, this one was a lot harder because I had to wrangle with stuff like OJ's transparency, trying to pick the right face/expression for Taco- there was a version of this image where Taco had just gone. Completely mad/feral, but it didn't look as good as I wanted it to...but, I think I finally got around to a fun result in the end. Speaking of fun facts, my favorite little design thing I did for this: OJ and Taco's strings are colored like each other! Puppets literally and helplessly ensnared in each other's role. :)

Plus I already have an idea of who I might do a piece of next, so that'll be fun! So I hope you all enjoy this piece as much as you did the last piece and the theory itself, all fan-art is appreciated, and thank you for reading this far!

[sadnightforus]

musician!jake who is a world renowned singer, known for his heartfelt and passionate songs about the only person he’d write for, you, who is also a fellow musician. His good looks and songwriting skills attract the attention of many and he remains as the heartthrob for many, many years. You, being a singer who is famous for your wonderful voice too, quickly caught his attention when you first made your debut. 

musician!jake who confessed that every song he has ever written, he hopes you’d hear them. You both had collaborated on some singles and many of his fans and yours are aware that you both are close friends. Many people even ship you and urge you to give him a chance, since he always writes his music with you as his muse. Truthfully, you had your eyes on him too, and you both hit it off greatly, from the beginning, it seems.

musician!jake who is known as sweet and endearing as his music, the gentleman who wants to treat you right and shield you from any pain in his music, he couldn’t be more of the opposite in real life. You both kissed, loved each other, but his non-committal ways started becoming more and more obvious to you as time went on. 

musician!jake who is actually a horribly toxic partner and you both dated, going on and off for around 5 years already. He always strings girls along to make you jealous, hoping you’d run back into his arms and strangely enough, it works. You both ended up in a relationship twice already, hoping for the story to turn out differently, but it never did. 

musician!jake whose heart only contains your picture, but he can’t commit, if anything else. He has so many problems; which comes with being a high profile celebrity, being with you, another high profile celebrity during the time you both dated. Then he used rebounds and hopping around with many other high profile celebrities: models, musicians, actresses, you name it (not that you totally keep track of that…). He hopes that by doing this, you’ll crack and come to him, showing that you need him as much as he needs you. 

musician!jake who always seeks to feel your words and comfort, no matter how many rebounds he has. It’s a habit that he should stop, but seeing you with that new celebrity you announce you’re in a relationship (or even seeing) makes him, so so mad. He wishes that he could take you away from them. No matter who, and where, he selfishly wants you to be available for him. 

musician!jake who ropes you into a love triangle scandal, with him messing around with a less famous musician who went on to blow up instantly, and she went on to sing songs shading about him and why he doesn’t acknowledge her. The truth is, the only person whom he has ever acknowledged publicly is you, no other woman has ever held a candle to you. You have him wrapped around your fingers, and the same goes for you. The  media drags you, remembering surviving the hate because of your romantic relationship involvement, but it’s all worth it, as long as it’s him.

musician!jake who seems to never have his priorities straight— he always hurts you. In and out of a relationship. During the time of your relationship both times, you both often argued and then made up with a passionate night that made you weak in the knees when thinking back about it. But when you both really argued, he couldn’t stand you and always made you cry. You both had a lot of problems, but you realized one thing; he has even more issues than you, with the way he can’t make up his mind. 

musician!jake who finally realizes that you’re slipping away from his life for good, when you notice his patterns that never change. He’s your karmic lover, the greatest lover, the most passionate, but undoubtedly, the worst and most heartbreaking to let go of. You’re ready to give him up, even though you loved each other so much— but it’ll never work out. The relationship can’t go on like this and while you work on healing himself, he seems to never take his therapist’s words to heart. 

musician!jake who will spend time wondering about his ‘what if’s with you, mirroring yours. You both longed to love each other, but maybe in an alternate universe. You’re done with him. You’re done being hurt like this. And you hope that the next person can love you as much as he does, without hurting you.

COPYRIGHTED BY SADNIGHTFORUS, 2024

A/N: wrote this while listening to chanel no. 5 by camila cabello... (and i totally did not write this based off her relationship with mister shawn mendes). please listen to that song to get the vibe of this (yes i'm aware she... is something. but you have to admit the song is good)

reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated!

[dspacefear]

Hypnospace Outlaw is probably my favorite fictionalized internet. This is, partially, because it is genuinely just an entire fictional corner of the late-90s web in all its Web 1.0 glory, rendered in incredible detail. But maybe more importantly, it's filled with genuine love for most of the people it portrays, from confused old people to edgy teenagers getting in online slapfights to super-nerds mad enough at The Man to build their own system (as much as you can when you're still on The Man's servers, because of the scope of the game).

It would be so easy for a game about alternate universe Geocities to be extremely mean-spirited. And Hypnospace can make its characters into jokes, at times, but it doesn't feel like there's serious disdain for these people (with a few notable and IMO deserved exceptions), and especially not for their real life counterparts. They can be silly because people are silly sometimes, and even characters that seem silly at first often have a genuine side you can find with a little reading. Carl is a boomer and his page is badly made, but he clearly loved his wife dearly and misses her every day. All of these people are part of a community that brought a lot of joy to the world, enough for people decades later to go hunting for rare hardware models to try to archive it.

It's so common for online comedy, especially about the internet, to be mean. To view its subjects as essentially a pack of morons that we'd all be better off without. Hypnospace portrays a lot of people that usually get that treatment and it goes out of its way to humanize them.