#SHAGGY WOULD NEVER

[terioncalling]

I'M SORRY WHAT

NO

NO NO NO

good lord

[kittyscabin]

hoffman's nightmare

[moonlitgourmet]

Happy Halloween 🎃👻🦇

VIA freakyfreaq (homesick)

[mbat]

by the way this was after like 127 pages of murders, gore and body horror, war, anime-style battles with OP powers, and literal gods granting power to popular cartoon characters who also have been harmed in many fucked up ways

[threephantomrey]

was thinking about my Shaphne phase in class today and what if i started shipping them again? it would be fun i think.

[samipekoe]

do you like izutsumi?

I do! she's so cool...I'm really curious to hear her voice in the anime

[worstloki]

you are a disgusting piece of shit like kill yourself or die along with those terrorists

Hope this helps 👍

[doobiescoob]

Look at how they massacred my boy

Interested in watching the new Velma show only to see how terrible it is.

[cup-of-dew]

Been thinking about how I personally would do a Scooby-Doo series and like, I have alot of ideas for Shaggy's backstory, but idk if it's too stereotypical or basic.

The series would take place in highschool (cuz that's the target audience and also I'm in highschool) and I imagine the tone would be kinda semi serious? Like, there are stakes, and some of the topics are geared towards older ppl, but I don't imagine there being graphic violence, cursing or anything like that.

Back to shaggy tho

I kinda imagine him as the laid back type on the surface, like he's really chill, has the same type of voice, wears tank tops, shorts, and the same worn-out beanie he's had for years.

Idk if he'd be vegan or not but I do imagine him to be an animal lover, and I like to think he spends alot of time outside.

Something in me sees him as having a single mom who works a dead end job, wondering if her paycheck will keep them afloat till the next. I feel like he's kinda drifting through school, a D or C student, not really knowing where he'll end up, but feeling horrible about it cuz he really wants to give his mom a better life one day.

Sometimes he comes back from school to see his mom on her third bottle, too tipsy to stand, and he'd carry her to the couch and put her to sleep, and when he'd wake up the next morning, she'd have gone to work with a hangover.

It's gone on like that since Shaggy was really young, maybe twelve, and it's only gotten worse, as the bills keep rising and necessities become more expensive. Even if he knew what he wanted to do, they'd never be able to afford college, and his grades weren't good enough for scholarships.

Eventually, shaggy learned how to cook for himself and his mom. It started off simple, frying an egg, boiling rice, making spaghetti.

His first A was in home ec.

With the other members of the gang, I imagine he met Freddie when they were about 8 and became fast friends. Fred's always been the type to head straight into the unknown without a thought, running through bushes as a child, picking up bugs he didn't recognize and climbing trees to see how far he could go. Shaggy's the more withdrawn (?) type, preferring to lay down and watch clouds. I imagine that Fred always tries to encourage shaggy to be braver, and take more risks, while Shaggy acts as his common sense, albeit a bit more worried than necessary.

Shaggy finds Scooby as a stray pup when he's about 11, and nurses him back to health. They've been inseparable since.

I don't know if I want Scooby to actually talk. I like the idea that shaggy (and Fred too) have known him since early childhood and more or less understand him, and the rest of the gang eventually learn too, but alternatively, talking dog.

[junkdyke]

it's so rude when ripped girls are straight

I KNOOOOOOWWWWW ANON, don't even get me started on my crush on LeanBeefPatty!!!!

it just hurts ya know??? like babes, i want better for YOU,,,,,your muscles should be wrapped around a WOMAN,,,,,

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

[cws: non-detailed discussion of both fictional and irl SA/CSA/abuse dynamics, apologia for the previous, homophobia, fetishization of wlw, and anti rhetoric.]

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having a lot of thoughts about the wider fandom's treatment of the various abuse dynamics present in sdmi--supposedly in the name of being anti-abuse--and how instead it's propagated deeply anti-survivor/abuse apologist sentiment and behavior through where they choose to apply that rhetoric, and where they choose to look the other way.

(first off, if you're someone who does not and has not done this, thank you from the bottom of my heart. second, this is not at all exhaustive of my feelings on the subject and there will probably be more posts about these dynamics and people's behavior toward them in future. as you can imagine by the length of this post that is saying something lmao)

one of the reasons i feel as strongly as i do about the way both canon and fandom have historically been about pericles, pericky, and shitting on anyone who likes them because it Normalizes Abuse(tm), is that their fans are pretty open and emphatic about the fact that it's Fucked Up. it's why we find it compelling. it is vanishingly rare that we don't.

meanwhile, velma is the UwU Cute Sassy Lesbian Icon whose relationship with shaggy was Cringy and Immature (and mutually so 🙃) at worst, when it directly mirrored such visceral aspects of my experience with CSA that i almost threw up rewatching the second episode.

and that's not even getting into how normalized it is for women to abuse men in a relationship, in broad fucking daylight in front of other people, and how men are supposed to Always Want It and it's an insult if they don't, and how the vast majority of CSA--which it overtly is in shaggy's case, he is implied not to be an adult yet--is perpetrated by other kids.

and it's also not getting into the fact that the ~cute lesbian relationship~ is almost certainly going to end up with the other queer girl in the show also being abused, because abusers are not Magically Cured by True Queer Love's Kiss. how it is incredibly difficult for survivors of abuse in a wlw relationship to be acknowledged or get support because then they'd be a Traitor, or people would rather maintain the feel-good fuzzy feelings wlw exist to give them, or they're closeted and it's not safe to let people know they're in a relationship with a woman. how queer relationships, especially between women, are fetishized as cute pure healthy fairytale romances and not dynamics involving real people who might harm each other or be harmed and need help.

and that's not even getting into the fact that mlm are seen as inherently predatory to an extent that the majority of other queer identities are not. how older queer men grooming boys is a classic homophobic stereotype used to justify violence toward them, up to and including lynchings, and how that is the abuse dynamic everyone in the show and fandom latched onto to revile as the Disgusting Evil Predatory One while giving everything else a pass. how mlm have a long history of forced institutionalization and psychiatric torture and abuse, and the Predatory Gay Man is subjected to decades of--you guessed it!--forced institutionalization and psychiatric torture and abuse, which is framed as what he deserved and where he belonged. how he's supposed to be unattractive (and the majority of the people who do this shit lean hard on that), while people are way more likely to give Charming Attractive Aesthetically Pleasing abusers a pass.

this is just..... normal, to the fandom. it's treated as completely normal. and i think that's a whole lot more fucking harmful than finding emotional catharsis in exploring an abusive dynamic that would not fly in broad daylight irl in a million years.

[thorneprincess]

common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

ICHIGO BECOMING THE SOUL KING WOULD BE A FUCKING DISASTER AND YOU CAN QUOTE ME ON THAT.

For once, it would go completely against Ichigo's themes. He is literally known as the breaker of destiny and chains. Him killing YWHACH was a final middle finger to anyone who says prophecies and fated encounters are a thing. Cutting off his limbs and sealing him away in a giant fuck you crystal would such an antithesis to his character that if Bleach actually ended like that, I would have burned down my collection.

Secondly, the SS would have totally fallen into civil war if that happened in teams of in favor and against Ichigo being killed for "the sake of the universe." One side would think about what best for the afterlife (Soi Fon, Sajin, maybe even Toshiro since the three of them are kind of bootlickers) versus those who are like "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK GUYS, ICHIGO SAVED OUR ASSES MULTIPLE TIMES AND THIS IS HOW YOU THANK HIM?" (All the visored captains) along those who would be forced onto neutrality (Retsu as the healer division, Mayuri cause he doesn't care and Shunsui and Byakuya cause they would be too busy from honor vs duty constipation.) There's no way the manga could have just ended there. It would be even more open ended than what we have now.

And finally, IT'S A FUCKING SHOUNEN SERIES FROM THE MID 2000S. OF COURSE THE MAIN CHARACTER WASN'T GOING TO FUCKING DIE. IT'S LIKE THINKING THE MAIN COUPLE ISN'T GOING TO END UP TOGETHER IN YOUR EVERY DAY SHOUJO MANGA. KILLING OFF THE MAIN GUY AND SUCKING ALL THE HOPE OUT OF THE SERIES IS SO AGAINST THE GENRE THAT IT MAKES ME WONDER WHY THE FANS WHO WANTED THIS ENDING ARE EVEN HERE.

You want something grimdark with a depressing ending : )?

GO READ A FUCKING SEINEN AND LEAVE US THE FUCK ALONE.

[screampied]

✧ ⁺˳ cw. fem! reader, unprotected, size difference, ab riding, dirty talk, squírting, praise, petnames, mdni.

gym rat bf! toji who’s just so fucking big.

you can’t help but openly gawk at him whenever he’s doing his hourly reps and sets. he’s fit, and you’d just do nothing but watch the veins prod within his beefy toned arms all day if you could. “y’er daydreamin’ again,” he’d gruff, watching as you writhe around his heavy length that’s currently nestled between and inside your sapping folds. you were moaning under your breath, desperately trying to get over your most recent orgasm that left your toes curl in. “wonder what’s goin’ on in that pretty mind,” toji murmurs, lying flat back against his weight bench. he’s got nothing on but a sweat drenched tank and black loose shorts—shorts that would always show off the outline of his his raging boner—shorts that were lazily tugged way down the hem of his waist all thanks you. “fuuuckk,” he hisses, feeling you abruptly sit up with his cock loudly exiting out of you. with a squelching ‘pop’, the noise of your cunt rings throughout the thin walls of his gym and he phews. “what’s . . with that look, baby?”

“i wanna try riding these,” you’d breathe through soft breaths, creating a slow trail down his chest with your finger. a bit of sable-dark chest hair sticks against his skin, his pecs specifically. god, he was just mesmerizing to look at. he’s laid underneath you, manspread as your eyes continue to rove further down his perfectly carvened body. streams of perspiring sweat race down his hewed sculptured v-line before you stop at his curly happy trail. “wanna ride your abs, toji.”

with a sly grin, he swipes a thumb over his scarred glossed lips. “do ya now?” and you could almost see the smugness swell up in his chest. toji’s shaggy bangs fully block his vision as he gets a good look at you, making two bandaged hands glued to your waist. “weird girl,” he snickers, and you moan once his emerald eyes flicker towards your drooling wet cunt. “hn. but go ‘head then. knock y’erself out,” he tilts his head back, crossing his arms cockily. “make me proud.”

slowly, you move yourself closer toward the middle part of his body and you moan almost right away. it’s a pretty sound that he’d never get tired of hearing. toji’s perfectly muscle-bound, such swole arms and even more swole calves—so thick, your skin practically sticks against his the longer you spent on his chest.

the second your bare cunt leisurely slides against his abs, you feel a cold shudder creep down your spine.

“f- fuck,” you whimper through gritted teeth, glancing at his face to see him combing a few cramped fingers through his hair. toji’s broad frame underneath you grew idle and still—and he can’t help but snake a big callused hand around your waist, stroking a few weak pumps at his now soft cock that was inside you just milliseconds ago. “toji, your abs feel so good.”

“they better be,” he rasps as one of his forearms pulls away, stretching outward to grab onto the handle bar that’s directly above the two of you.

multiple veins of his bulge through every part of his arms and you felt yourself throbbing just at the sight. he’s so big, and you only craved more by the second. toji grunts, feeling the coolly air waft against his reddened neglected tip as you continue to thrust forward - sloppily, but forward.

your hips were pathetically slow, barely even making haste as you dragged against each flat sleek ab. you were rickety, cutely making a feeble swivel with your waist despite how your knees were on the verge of bucking. toji continues to watch you, studying your lewd facial expressions and all. he noticed how your breathing continued to change, your eyelids would grow heavy, drooping lower and lower as and your mouth hangs itself open—gasp after gasp leaving your spot-slicked lips. tossing his head back, you glance how his adam apple bob’s, and he’s giving your ass a tight squeeze. “yeah, that’s it. ride ‘em good, princess,” and his voice pitches a deep husky low once your cunt squelches right up against tightening midsection. “mhm, use those hips. fuck me good, baby.”

as shallow breaths continue to ruthlessly snatch away from your full lungs, you resume to rock back and forth against him—his sharpened pectorals now being lewdly slathered from top to bottom with your syrupy juices. “hngh, ‘s ripped,” you’d moan out, feeling your tummy heave and curl inward within every few jerk of your deranged hips. you bit the bottom of your lip, pulling skin back whilst his abs continue tighten even more right underneath you. his six pack’s now entirely wet, shining with nothing but your own candied slick and he grunts. toji hears the greedy squelches of your pussy but he only imagined what it looked like down there. as your lips form into a gasping ‘o’, your brows contort into a furrow as you start to whimper out pathetic babbles. “toji, ‘m not gonna last. fuck, fuck.”

“oh, c’mon, don’t say that, princess,” the dark haired man coos, and you then star to feel the fat round tips of his thumbs massage against your active hips. he’s steadying your waist, helping you grind faster and faster despite how your legs were close—so so close to succumbing to defeat. “y’er a big girl, keep goin’ baby, ride ‘em like you ride my cock, mhm.”

your cunt twitches at his words, at his praise and oh it’s so embarrassing. as you continue to move, toji can feel the faint spasming throbs that vibrate on his flat stomach and he snickers. “shit,” you gasp, and your hands continue to feel up inside the thin linen of his tank top. he’s so buff, you couldn’t help but salivate—imagining toji with his big bulky arms slowly wrapping around your throat. your hips start to accelerate at a much briskly pace. as you were trapped in your erotic seven second fantasm, you sob out a whimper once he spanks your ass, bringing you straight back to reality. he’s telling you to keep going, you could tell from the brief priggish look in his eyes. “toji—ngh, ‘m gonna—”

and as your sopping folds continue to move quicker against his chiseled ripped pecs—you let off a soft dramatic gasp as fluttering ripples of waves surge through your core. out of nowhere, you gush right onto his abdomen while you’re still sloppily thrusting your hips onto his tight flexing stomach. “fuck, ohmygooodd,” you’d whimper out in cute elongated mewls, dragging every poor syllable. your squelches were loud—and your eyes widen at the sheer realization that you’re squirting—trickling out lustrous spurts of your own juices. you were holding in a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, and your eyes squeeze shut completely once you fully release.

with weak bucking hips, you let off a shaky sigh and toji’s still got that annoying smug grin plastered across his face. “aw, poor baby,” a hand of his snakes around your waist, dark aroused eyes glancing at your pulsating weeping pussy. you weren’t moving anymore, and yet you were still plopped on his pecs. seconds later, you feel him flex each core muscle against your achy clit and you whimper, geysers of slick dampening his swole abs. “tch. made such a mess, ‘m all soaked,” and you moan, feeling him grab ahold of both of your wobbly unstable hips. you were dumb, dumber than you’ve ever been and all you felt was his tightened abs tensing right underneath your slobbering slick heat.

toji’s entire chiseled midsection of his chest was now sheeny, perfectly coated with your slick that makes his skin glimmer like a jewel and he hums. “my messy girl,” and a thumb of his playfully smears down your cunt, feeling it’s pulse prod against his fingertip. with an amused quirk of his thin black brow, he tastes you by licking his finger slyly. with needy eyes, you’re just blankly staring at him—panting heavily, pawing at his puffed chest for more. “oh, you’re not done?”

“n- no,” you whine, feeling a plethora of electric shockwaves erupt through the undersides of your thighs as you start to pathetically rock against his abs again, rubbing yourself against your own slippery wetness. “fuck, want more. hold still, toji.”

“ ‘m all yours,” he replied in a low mumble, giving your ass one more teasing squeeze. as he grabs a nice chunk of it, he groans throatily before laying his feet flat down against the carpet beside the bench. “good girl, keep ridin’ me,” and his hand tightens against your ass, throwing his head back with his hands covering his face. “fuck, gotta train this sloppy cunt some more anyway, heh.”

[mashmouths]

told my mom i want to cut all my hair off and have a mitski/hayley williams adjacent moment and she was way more on board than i thought she'd be? i might be able to have guilt-free gay summer hair after all 🫶 peace and love

[dollking081]

secret message in World is mine,,,,,,,,,

woag,,,,,,,,,