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Cough cough TNMN Utmv Dust
Cw: Staring, insanity, he's unhinged and you decided to lock him out (how rude <- /silly ), and also blood warning
#Dust Sans#Dust Sans x Reader#utmv#TNMN Utmv#Arian's Art#Arian's Rambles#Unhinged Dust my beloved#How dare you lock him out *dramatic collapse over an object*
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deranged picnic
#obsessed with how this game manages to maintain a consistent utterly unhinged vibe for its entire runtime.#this scene is immediately followed by him receiving a letter from his girlfriend saying she's breaking up with him.#he gets the letter from an eldritch abomination in the form of his mentor's face on the body of dead dog as it turns into magic dust.#also his gf broke up with him because he wasn't returning any of her messages while he was being tortured in a dungeon for four years.#which is actually how he finds out it's been four years. he's been under the impression that it's been like. 2 weeks lol#the guy on the left is perfectly alive and monologuing the whole time.#and he happens to be the same guy that made clones of himself and went on a crusade to eat chunks of the protagonist's hair.#sighh..... crisis core my beloved........#(derogatory)#my art <3#ffvii#crisis core#oh god i forgot his scar. nobody look. don't look. you don't see shit.
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What this photo of episode 5 seems to be:
Angel: Let me see what you have.
Niffty: A knife!
Angel: No!
#hazbin hotel#niffty#niffty my unhinged#niffty my beloved#angel dust#angel dust hazbin hotel#niffty hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel incorrect quotes#hazbin hotel memes#hazbin hotel spoilers
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Motorboats | 18+
Imma be frfr ever since the workout outfits came out and I saw Rafayel running, all I've wanted to do was just grab his boobies and just fejekhsfu. Since the game doesn't allow me to do that, I'm writing it. Anyway, it's unhinged time, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+. Warnings: Suggestive Themes, playing with men's chesticles, crack fic
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Xavier
This man, this poor man hadn't a single clue as to what you were about to do. It was Xavier's fault though, in all honesty. He insisted on walking around the apartment without a shirt on after his workout. A towel slung over his shoulders and his hair dripping onto his chest after his show.
It was enough to drive you absolutely mad, especially when you noticed how nice his boobs looked. So you acted on impulse. Slowly walking up behind him and wrapping your arms around him. Your face was pressed between his shoulder blades while you waited for him to react.
When Xavier turned around, you knew it was your time. Time to accomplish what you were born to do. Without so much as a warning, you placed your hand on his pecks and shoved your face between them. Squeezing them together before rubbing your face between them and making an obnoxious motorboat noise.
It was beautiful. Glorious even. His chest was softer than you imagined despite them being nothing but pure muscle. He smelled like his body wash still and he was cool to the touch. Everything about this moment solidified that it was the best day ever for you.
The action was enough for Xavier to flinch back from your touch, looking down at you with wide eyes as he processed what you did. Your shit eating grin couldn't be contained...until you saw a small, seemingly innocent smile grace Xavier's face.
"Is it my turn now?"
Zayne
Your poor, sweet, and loving doctor. Words couldn't describe your affection towards the man as you watched him hunch over his desk, getting some paperwork done as you waited patiently for your check up. Your beloved Zayne...and his abnormally slutty outfit of the day.
Sure it wasn't technically slutty, but as you looked at the doctor you couldn't help your eyes as they wandered down his form. His lab coat was open, revealing a black turtle neck shirt underneath. The cherry on top were the straps going around his chest that helped accentuate his pectorals.
"Something you need?" The man in question just glanced up at you after noticing your gaze.
"What me? I'm just waiting on you..."
Your sentence seemed to finally kickstart Zayne's appointment with you as he got up and walked over to the examination table. He grabbed his stethoscope, ready to measure your heart.
"Then shame on me for keeping you waiting."
As he went to place it over your chest, you stopped him. Your hand going towards his own chest. It was just so damn tempting. Zayne looked down at you with a questioning gaze. You couldn't help yourself. With him leaning over you, he was at the perfect height.
You took your hands and went to squeeze at his chest, quickly shoving your face between then and motorboating the poor man. The doctor was stunned, standing there as you finished up with a chuckle. You leaned back to see the slight red dusting his cheeks and ears.
"I hope you're happy with yourself."
Oh he had no idea.
Rafayel
It wasn't often that you found yourself blatantly staring directly at Rafayel. Normally you tried to keep your gaze at least a touch subtle, but today there was absolutely no helping it. You made the mistake of asking him to work out with you since you didn't feel like doing it alone. Besides, despite how much he complained about working out, he had muscles that had to be earned from more than just swimming. He also had a small gym set up, which sure as hell beat going to the actual gym.
What you weren't prepared for was his outfit. The skin tight, sleeveless black top left nothing to the imagination. You could see the outline of his nipples and whenever the man would run you saw his chest literally jiggling. It was making you absolutely feral that you didn't realize you had stopped your own workout just to stare at his chest.
When Rafayel noticed he went to a walk and turned to you, "Something caught your attention?" that smug smile would be wiped off his face if you had anything to say about that.
"Ya...come over here. I need your help with something."
Rafayel was more than happy to get off the treadmill, taking a break as he panted slightly. The faint sheen of sweat coating him wasn't helping your thought process at all. The moment he stood in front of you, you couldn't hold back.
Your hands reached towards his chest and your face went between them perfectly. You pushed them together and gave them a harsh squeeze as you rubbed your face between them, making the motorboating noise. As soon as Rafayel knew what was happening he jumped back from you, his arms going to cover his chest. His entire face was red as he gaped at you like a fish out of water. He looked absolutely scandalized.
"What was that for?!"
"Let me do it again. Get back here you coward!" You said as you took a step forward, your hand making the grabby motion. You swore that Rafayel's scream in horror was the best noise ever. If he thought the treadmill was bad, he had no idea how rough it would be running away from you.
#loveanddeepspace#love and deepspace#Zayne Love and Deepspace#Xavier Love and Deepspace#Rafayel Love and Deepspace#Lnds#Lnds Rafayel#Lnds Zayne#Lnds Xavier#lnds x reader#x reader#reader insert#lnd#rafayel x reader#xavier x reader#zayne x reader#l&ds#l&ds rafayel#l&ds zayne#l&ds xavier#l&ds rafayel x reader#l&ds xavier x reader#l&ds zayne x reader#rabid rabbit hours
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Random BL Superlatives: 2023 Edition
It's the end of the year and I'm feeling the need to give out some awards! We talk a lot about best show, best actors, best writing, best directing, blah blah but I gotta be honest, these are the categories that really spoke to me this year. In no particular order:
Best supporting garment: Porsche’s sweater, A Boss and A Babe
Did I create this entire list just to have an excuse to post about this sweater one more time? Maybe so.
Best performance despite a terrible wig: Daou, Love in Translation
This man managed to perform one of the hottest scenes of the year with that bowl cut monstrosity on his head. Respect must be paid.
Best new terminology: BGP, Bump Up Business
BUB gave us so many gifts, but I will always be most thankful for the business gay performance concept (BGP), a term that is highly relevant in discussions of the bl industry.
Best advice: "Unfuck it," Tien in La Pluie
It's not only the succinct phrasing, but also the delivery method.
Best ex who deserved better: Alan, Moonlight Chicken
Yes, I will be staying on the Alan apologist beat in 2024, thank you for asking.
Best unexpected needle drop: Wetter, The Eighth Sense
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The moment this show captured my full attention.
Best WTF ending: The End of the World With You
You can probably still hear my scream of "WHAT" echoing in the hills. (Actual ending not pictured in case y'all decide to watch).
Best gut punch line: "Have you been well? Without me?", Our Dating Sim
Sure Shin Gi Tae, Lee Wan deserved it, but did I??
Best adorable child: Tane, Our Dining Table
Need I say more??
Best weapon: sparkle murder dust, Khun Chai
Truly the MVP of this show. I can't find an actual gif of the dust in action (too violent to be depicted) so enjoy these pretty men instead.
Best great character trapped in a bad show: Boston, Only Friends
My beloved, I will seek vengeance in your name.
Best use of music to fuck me up: Plumeria, I Feel You Linger in the Air
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Cocktail and Tee Bundit, you know what you did!
Best meal: Chicken curry and cheese naan, What Did You Eat Yesterday?
Yes, this category is kind of a cheat so I can mention WDYEY on this list. And what about it!
Best unhinged energy: Nawin, Laws of Attraction
He may not have succeeded at stealing back his man but he certainly stole the show.
Best bl horror: Grand Guignol
I just need to make sure all you jbl fans know that this movie exists and that Issei fucked Mr Unlucky!!! IYKYK.
Best character comeback: Phupha, Our Skyy 2
From boring stoic love interest to actually compelling and kinda funny leading man! See what a little flirting with Pat Jindapat can do for you?!
#best of bl 2023#moonlight chicken#the eighth sense#a boss and a babe#la pluie#bump up business#our dating sim#laws of attraction#khun chai#i feel you linger in the air#only friends the series#the end of the world with you#love in translation#our dining table#what did you eat yesterday?#grand guignol#our skyy 2#bl superlatives 2023#shan shouts into the void
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been trying to write this ask for like 20 minutes but i had to have an unscheduled break to re-read brand new box of matches (my most beloved). ANYWAY that's not what i was here to ask, i was here to ask very nicely for a flipped POV of literally any part of is it cold in the water (if you fancy! if you cba writing then your favourite detail in it would also be lovely) 🥰
why yes i DO fancy!! so funny to me how popular this was - in addition to the two asks i got it, two more people have told me this was what they were originally going to request. you fucking horrible perverts (highly complimentary) 🥰
cw for consensual non-consent!
bonus: my favourite detail in that fic is where oscar admits he rewatched season 1 of happy valley for inspiration, possibly my most shameless self-insert moment. i've referenced it again here - the scene oscar thinks about is the one at the end of episode 1 where tommy says "are you a virgin?" to the girl he's got tied up in his basement, and it's one of the most chilling and insanity-inducing moments in tv history To Me.
on that unhinged note!
It’s like it normally is, only it’s not. Lando’s familiar bedroom, the smell of the laundry detergent his cleaner uses wafting up from the mussed sheets. Lando, facedown in front of him, his cock aching in his jeans.
And the pillowcase, sucked in and out of his mouth as he breathes frantically. The ziptie, digging into the skin of his wrists, fingers twisting frantically over each other against the small of his back. The skin’s already going white where he’s pulling against them, the sharp edges of the plastic biting into his soft skin. Shit. He'd not thought about that.
“That’ll cut your skin if you struggle,” Oscar says. He forces his voice flat and cold, menacing like he’s a bad guy. Quiet with it. “So I wouldn’t, if I were you.”
Maybe it doesn’t ring true – he wouldn’t care if Lando ended up with cuts if he were doing this for real – but it works regardless. Lando relaxes his hands, letting them go limp against his back.
It’s so easy to make him comply. Oscar reaches out, curls his fingers beneath the waistband of Lando’s stupid fancy track pants, and pulls.
Lando makes a high sound, and for a second Oscar thinks he’s laughing, a hot burst of embarrassment cutting through the steely headspace, until it clicks. He’s not laughing. He’s crying.
Something lances jagged and ugly through Oscar’s chest, the urge to push on a bruise and make it worse. The kind of urge he wouldn’t usually act on.
He barks a laugh, as if he’s amused by Lando’s pathetic fear. The sound scrapes up his throat. He can feel his pulse in his fingertips.
Beneath him, Lando’s spread out, his hole just about visible between his cheeks, the light dusting of hair. He couldn’t cover himself up even if he wanted to, with his sight gone and his hands tied and Oscar’s weight right behind him, more effective than any verbal threat.
A scene flashes through his mind. He’d chosen role models for this, which was perhaps insane, but it helps now to feel like the persona he’s crafting is external rather than some fundamental part of him. A face, covered by a balaclava, leaning close and speaking so softly it’s barely audible. A question that could almost be innocuous, posed with deadly inflection.
“Not even got any underwear on. You wanna be careful,” he says, leaning in close. “Some people might think you’re up for anything.”
He spreads Lando apart with both hands, rougher than he usually would. Looks down at him, the tight pink furl of his hole twitching nervously. The tiny freckle inside one cheek, the one that takes Oscar’s breath away every time he sees it, a secret written into Lando’s skin for only him to know about.
He feels something like love for Lando as he spits on him, delirious with the intimacy of it all. To give something like this to Lando, the sharpest and most lethal edge of pleasure – to be able to take what he wants, for Lando to trust him to press both toes right up to that edge but not drag them over it –
Fuck, it’s hot. He feels powerful, and that’s hot too.
He rubs Lando’s hole with two fingers, smearing saliva.
“Please,” Lando slurs. His hole twitches again as Oscar rubs it. “Please don’t do this.”
It’s not real, he tells himself. He wants this.
It goes against every instinct he has, to hear Lando begging him to stop and do it anyway. Maybe it’s sick, how much he wants to do it, how good it feels to listen to Lando’s pleas and disregard them.
He looks down at Lando’s helpless body, on display for him. He can feel the saliva drying on his finger already, knows it won’t be enough to slick the way. It’ll hurt a bit, probably.
He pushes his finger inside. The sound Lando makes goes right down to his bones.
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im honestly very happy ira is one of if not the most beloved npc of campaign 3. and while i know most of his surface level appeal is the sheer unhinged faeishness of him, i think it fundamentally comes down to ira, despite his most un-human everything, being the most Man in his struggles as a fae can get.
as early as his intro he was set apart by past established fae, by working on technology, wearing a tattered suit. he was kicked out of the courts and the vanguard after they asked him to create their war weapons. he is a veteran of a mortal war, and got no accolades. he has spent 3 decades living in caves, taking the shittiest jobs imagineable just to get by, even torturing folk for his shit bosses again (the treshi job) because cash is cash. he knows folk will Just Die if they cant keep up and accepts it bluntly. his voice creaks with age & experience in the dust. it is easy to pin his pettiness & need for vengeance solely on the intensity of a fae til you see that he approaches even those goals with the rusty, tired caution of a man who was a spy, who understands the gravity of war, whose bosses have screwed him over so badly they made he, the nightmare king, scared.
he is a victim of the greed of the rich, easily isolated and made a scapegoat as a sole evil by them. he has lived a life with absolutely no lavish design. even artagan, whom i love with all my heart and find deep relateability in, is so disconnected with mortality at first, in large part because he was a literal fae lord. when vox machina adjusted the leylines to let artagan into exandria, ira was locked out of his home at the same time. ira has lived in the grime of the worst the fae courts and humanity has to offer, wanting to make a mark but always being a pawn hurt by a grand design. and so, while he clearly & obviously knows the difference between mortal & fae, he also knows there's really no defined line between who can hurt you worse... and how it shapes you. does your callousness begin with your fae nature, with everyone deeming you a monstrosity, or with your experience at the bottom rung? it all ends the same, regardless. i think it is fascinating to see the classism & even capitalism choking exandria and its sister realms, and ira is so fascinating because he is the primary example we have of that happening to a fae, and we get to see how that has gruffly shaped someone who could have been as utterly unphased & whimsical as a flower in the breeze.
#i dont want to Vague Chetney but i honestly think ira handles the themes in chetneys story more & better#chet vaguely covers themes of industrialisation but thats mostly behind him save the oltgar episode#ira is SEEPED in what his bosses did to him#it's one thing to see chet be funnily veangeful at his past coworkers and it's another to see *the nightmare king* freeze up seeing zathuda#once again this isnt an anti chetney post obviously but like wow. last episode really floored me on the nuance of how ira feels#and every arc with him has dealt with his own monstrosity vs what the world has taught him & forced him to do#ira wendagoth#critical role#cr spoilers#campaign 3#critical role meta#fae#long post#classism
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The Half-Way Unhinged Mage
UE Dust, my beloved <3
alt vers under the cut!
#undertale au#undertale#undertale au fanart#dust sans#dusttale#dusttale sans#dust!sans#murder!sans#murder sans#human dust#or well#elf!dust#unrivalled elementals#UE#unrivalled elementals Dust#UnrivalledElementals#Unrivaled elementals
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freeman's mind notes part 11, e51-55
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rock dust = health hazard. No naps here
finds the idea of breathing ether good
wonders if he can delete his employee status at Black Mesa
thinks in 205X Walmart will have turret guns in the parking lots. To deter shoplifters
perpetually bothered by the incompetence of others
chess does NOT prepare you for being surrounded
compares himself to a knight in a chess metaphor
hes STILL hungry
the plantweb around the snark balls is gross
thinks he's probably safe from alien viruses because they're just that unfamiliar with human bodies
thinks the snarks are imprinting on him
would not make a good babysitter
his first impulse to seeing kids run around is to throw nonlethal things at them
he was firing a BIT faster than reenactors with muskets. They fire once a minute. Twice if they're really fast. It's pretty impressive ngl
finds alien grunts' armour impractical and stripper-like
"yay!"
wants to use the snarks for animal fights
slime mold IS valuable excuse you
threatening the aliens with not giving them fungus
still scared they'll teleport inside him
isn't happy he's functioning with the force of an entire army. It sounds cool but he has to do EVERYTHING or DIE
"peekaboo"
STILL searching for a map
ponders eating the aliens and his only concern is how to cook them
e52
thinks the military should give out a psa for gun owners to shoot aliens in black mesa
underwater mumbling my beloved
bleugh,,
snarks? no. Popcorn bugs
has apparently forgotten the mechanics of the turrets
the illusion of free choice (westward tunnel - westward tunnel)
wouldn't be surprised to find he's been walking the longest possible route around the facility
pretty sure the icthyosaurs have been on earth longer than the rescas
he's that "hold it buddy! you lost your chance!" meme rn
yells WORMS
"bah."
THE WORMS. WHAT NOISES ARE THESE
he doesn't drink THAT much that's what the pills are for
very tired of his explosives not doing all they should
fun fact actually being underwater when an explosion goes off is worse than being on top of the water even if it's closer. That'll collapse your organs with the shockwave
"GAAAAAH."
will take any opportunity to use his rocket launcher
"a lesser man might keep moving blindly, but I am a man of vision and I have seen more rockets . . . Now I can keep moving blindly."
thinks the guard job must be boring without him to spice things up
stutters out a tune similar to march of the gladiators
thinks an elevator is a trap. Walks in after considering this
robots won't take over the world but he thinks others wish they would. Also their battery life is bad
e53
starts the episode by singing poorly
the elevator WAS a trap this is a radioactive roach motel
admits he's scared. the radiation freaks him out so badly
funny noises :3
through the power of hypnotic suggestion and a tank
okay I will be frank he has just gotten gradually more unhinged over time but it really did ramp up after the ambush
mimics Xen turret noise
THIS is why he's such a good theoretical physicist. He solves problems that shouldn't exist
not familiar with media involving aliens invading that are just kind of stupid. Show him Invader Zim right now
watched a documentary of Chernobyl. Remembers it decently. Annoyed the headcrabs are distracting him from it
got SLIMED
we should drop stray dogs and badgers into a warzone.
thinks humans are better at invasions than xenians. We do have practice
thinking about not having a tank depresses him
e54
new intro! room adjacent to the rocket launch room. wikipedia room.
engineering are pretty extremist folks
NINJAS. Occam's shuriken. When the answer is elusive the answer is ninjas
ninjas understanding quantum mechanics was a controversial part of freeman's dissertation
"you can never prove the absence of ninjas, only their direct presence" i say this so often
the ninjas from yesterday were hazy in his memory
can't even be sure if the ninjas he's shot are actually dead
confused at why the lights are still on when the ninjas have night vision goggles
he's sure ninjas will be his death. wouldn't be surprised.
wants to nuke the place as soon as he's out
door opens. He goes to explode whoevers behind it immediately
doesnt want to do shit for others rn
gluon gun,, hey would Gordon call the gauss gun it's proper name or "Tau cannon"? He's subversive. He'd like the syllable of "gauss"
blood on his suit and it isn't coming off :(
abandons some scientist to his own shenanigans
e55
checks to see if anything followed him down the elevator
Loves the gluon gun
blue energy is superior to green energy and beams
considers Black Mesa a redundant bit of nonsense so that no one person knows all of what's going on
listens to the VOX
deduces a guard killed another human. Keep up that everyone wants you dead thing
thinks some people thrive in chaos a bit too much. Sir you're like that too.
"I needed a reason?"
drops the gluon gun due to weight/ammo consumption concerns
the constant metal groaning noises bother him so much
groans at the vortigaunt almost teleporting inside him
hates the references to dimensions. Wants accurate terminology.
I do not know who Buckaroo Banzai is
[growls]
the concrete dust REMAINS a breathing hazard
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Oh my goodness, hello, I love your blog sm, you’re so silly <333
Also, I’m curious to know what your ranking of Hazbin characters is? Like top 5/top 10 Hazbin characters (and why?👀)
Awww thanks!!
Favorite Characters:
1) Angel Dust, my beloved. He’s just such a complex character. While I am asexual, as someone who’s autistic and also had a ton of expectations thrust upon them I understand the feeling like you need to hide who you are. And then sometimes you wear a mask for so long it’s hard to get rid of.
2) Vox- such a loser, he sucks but is so fun to watch. So pathetic.
3) Niffty- she’s just silly and unhinged. Also I’ve been told that she’s kinda me (short, red hair, says weird ass shit, cleaning, her being drunk was literally just me high or sleep deprived). Plus she killed Adam and hurt Valentino, which is a win.
4) Husk- I’m so interested in his past. Man has skills!! Plus he acts at the straight-man a lot of the time which is great with the chaos in the the hotel. Also the angst. + I’m obsessed with Huskerdust so that made me love him even more.
5) Emily- she’s just so sweet!! Smol bean. Innocent cinnamon roll. The realization that the system you’ve worked for for so long is corrupt. I really want to see her growth!
Also, while they haven’t had much of a roll yet I am obsessed with the spider family.
#hazbin hotel#asks#angel dust hazbin hotel#angel dust#niffty#hazbin hotel vox#hazbin vox#huskerdust#husk hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel husk#emily hazbin hotel
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YES IM SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU POSTING AGAIN
Honestly I love reading your tags idk why but they’re so fucking unhinged and funny
angel. do you have. any idea.
but seriously, thank you sm 🥹♡
it’s been rough but yk how it is cannot escape ovulation week and will always brush the dust that’s collected on this blog to unleash some chaos into the community and then vanish behind a passing bus from across the street bc that is the vibe we all hope for
this blog and the friends I’ve made on it (you included beloved, hello !!!!!!!!!!!!!) hold such a precious place in my heart and no matter how long I disappear for I promise to always come back!!
may or may not have several ideas and requests pending atm so expect further spam 🫵🏻👁️👁️
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have you done a top 5 unhinged puentalay list?? 👀
SFJKSGFJSGDKGS I DID NOT AND IM MORE THAN HAPPY TO FIX THIS TERRIBLE SHORTCOMING ON MY PART. i do think two of their most unhinged moments are the bucket hat scene in episode 1 and the entire shirt scene in episode 7, but since i already used them for talay's list, i tried to pick other moments where puen's and talay's insanity matched!!!
1. the date-not-date culminating in the nivea bathtub scene my beloved in episode 3. two men have to write a script for a romantic movie. they have no experience when it comes to love so they decide to follow a man and a woman to establish if they are a couple or not. in doing so, they end up doing all the typical activities people do on a date: going to a cafe, watching a movie, eating together and feeding each other.... the night ends with the two men going home together. one of them goes to take a bath. after a while the other follows and climb into the bathtub with him. the words "if this can be used to wipe away dust, i should use it with your heart" are uttered. the next day they go on like nothing happened, fully convinced they are just friends. im losing braincells just typing this out. they are insane and i want to throw myself in front of a moving train.
2. the lay's marriage proposal in episode 12. puen proposed with a bouquet of lotus in one hand and a bag of lay's in the other. talay still said yes. i don't even know what else to add they're just lucky they suffer from the same brand of derangement tbh (one might argue that it was just a product placement so it doesn't count. FOOL. their proposal was always going to involve food in some way, shape or form: we got a potato chip, could have easily been a shrimp)
3. the nom nom scene in episode 10. we focus so much on jimmysea improvising it that i think we don't talk enough about the intrinsic unhinged quality of this scene. after episodes upon episodes of puen saying that talay smells good and that he would eat cake right from talay's face, the mad man does exactly as he promised. the other mad man goes along with it and does it right back. couples who've been married for years are gagging in the background because WHO EVEN DOES THAT (unless you're into it, which it's perfectly fine, we're very accepting in this house. but this also brings me to the next point...) JUST GET A ROOM JESUS CHRIST.
4. the "morning after" in episode 2. talay and puen meet. talay gets drunk and kisses puen twice. talay then passes out, so puen brings him home, strips him and puts him in bed. he then decides that the best course of action is to take his shirt off (but not his shoes) and also get into the same bed. talay wakes up the next day to find puen asleep next to him and after a moment of (mild) surprise he checks that puen still has his pants on. they didn't sleep together, and yet they're able to make at least three different kind of sexual innuendos in the time it takes them to have breakfast. they've known each other for less than 24 hours.
5. the mirroring in episode 8. admittedly not as unhinged as the other moments and it's mostly just a cute and funny scene, however this is the proof (along with counting the minutes and seconds in which they're apart) that they do indeed share one single deranged braincell. and i do love that they can be silly together but they really started to do that out of nowhere and almost had their first kiss like that. thank god this is a PG-13 show or idk where else this could have gone.
#THIS WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE A QUICK THING HOW DID I WRITE SO MUCH#GOD#anyway thank you so so much for the ask cassi!!!!! 💜#do let me know if you agree or if you had other moments in mind if you feel like it!!!!#m: ask#top 5#vice versa#puentalay
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top 10 movies I've watched this year (so far!)
cinema my beloved artistic medium <3 I'm not counting rewatches, so here are some of my new faves.
Saw: but of course. masterfully made and intense as hell, amazing characters, some iconic lines, one of the most endings ever written. careful: may induce immediate and massive brainrot.
Saw V: one of the best (and gayest) in the franchise. criminally underrated. people with taste know exactly what I'm talking about.
Arsenic and Old Lace (1944): old movies are a LOT less boring and tame than some people would think. an almost perfect insane black comedy with impeccable acting and some truly unhinged jokes. Cary Grant and Peter Lorre were such icons in this.
Angel Dust: liminal-spacey urban isolation, obsession, a dreamlike murder mystery that gets more and more unhinged the deeper we go. one of the most hypnotically beautiful psychological horror movies I've ever seen.
A Nightmare on Elm Street: a true classic. adore the set design, the soundtrack, the scares. new favorite final girl just dropped.
Dracula: Pages from a Virgin's Diary: an Expressionist silent film adaptation of a ballet adaptation of Dracula. insanely beautiful and beautifully insane.
Don't Look Now: another classic I should have checked out much sooner. tense, eerie, unsettling, heartbreaking. the color red has never been scarier. it literally gave me a nightmare!!
A Dark Song: a minimalist occult character study about grief, selfishness and flawed people making each other worse. an absolutely beautiful obscure Irish slow-burn horror that I adore to pieces (I also think that jarring ending was thematically perfect for the story, but that's just me).
Let the Corpses Tan: one of the most stylish horny movies I've ever seen! hypnotically colorful, visually rich, and the sound editing is shiver-inducing. this might be the kinkiest neo-western thriller ever (I realize that's a pretty narrow category anyway, but this movie dominates it for sure).
Garth Marenghi's Darkplace: an absolutely deranged masterpiece. genuinely one of the funniest parodies I've ever seen, and so magnificently tasteless. my sides were aching by the time I was done.
+ short films: My House Walk-Through (fucking terrifying!!!), Meshes of the Afternoon (symbolic cinema at its finest, and so beautifully eerie), AM1200 (stylish, terse, scary as hell), The Black Tower (what does it mean? what does it all mean??)
#cinema tag#movie recs#favorite movies#I aim to hit 100 movies watched this year and I'm at 78 rn#so this list will definitely change#these were all amazing though!#my posts#cinemaposting
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OKAY BABE HERE ARE SOME UNHINGED ASKS. Starling. Tell me about it. Is there a scene that shines like the starling's wing?
THIS FIC IS MY BABY. this is my "Steph goes through some stuff and takes on a new mantle outside of anyone else's legacy including her own" fic. this is my darling (hah — starling? darling? hehe) my beloved it touches on Steph's relationships with every other member of the fam and one of my favorite things is Steph and Damian, so —
Steph didn't do sleepovers much as a kid. Most of her school friends lived in the same poor area she did and they often had shitty family situations and so- sleepovers, or getting together at people's homes, wasn't really a thing. The few times Stephanie had spent the night at someone else's place, though, she found that she was usually the first person awake.
She's not a tremendous night owl, is the thing — oh, she handles nightlife just fine, working through the night as Spoiler-Robin-Batgirl, but in her own free time? She prefers getting up early to staying up late, the opposite of both Tim and Cass. So even when she stays up late into the night, like last night sleeping over with Cass, she tends to get up early.
Which is why she's now alone in the kitchen at the Manor, hunting around for something to snack on while she tries to define herself in a visual way — aka, Pinterest boarding for new costume and/or identity ideas. Her dad is dead, so Spoiler is a thing of the past. Robin was... never meant to last, not for her. And the Batgirl mantle has never sat right on her shoulders. It's a question of what she wants to convey, visually speaking, as much as it is a question of who she is. She pulls a box of trail mix bars from a cabinet and picks through to find a yogurt-dipped one before retreating to a sitting room at the outside edge of the house.
There's sunlight here, streaming in brightly through the tall filigreed windows onto plush velvet seating and soft cream colored carpet that her feet sink into almost like sand. Steph sits down in one of the chairs and pulls the tablet from underneath her arm, tapping in her security code before pausing to open her granola bar. She loses herself in the unusually mindful scroll for a while, idly enjoying the quiet stillness of the huge house before anyone else is up. If mornings here are like this, she thinks she might need to stay over more.
She lifts her head from the thumbnails of violet fabrics and combat boots to stare out one of the windows. It looks out on the garden, filled with light and growth. This room must not be used as much as others, because there's a thin layer of constantly-moving dust in the air, shimmering in the clear beams of morning light.
There's a sound of movement at the entrance to the room and Steph jolts from her reverie to see Damian standing there, arms crossed over a Nightwing-themed t-shirt and cardigan she's pretty sure was stolen from Tim's closet. "'Morning, little bat," she greets cheerfully. Usually, Dami moves silently, even on the creakiest of floors; he must either have meant to alert her to his presence, or else is far more at ease than normal.
"I didn't realize anyone else was awake yet," Damian says, confirming the latter of Steph's suspicions. "Good morning, Stephanie." He looks quizzically at her, then at the tablet in her lap. "What are you working on?"
Steph gestures him over. "Trying to figure out where I'm going next. I can't go back to Batgirl," she says. "I need to try something new." A fresh start, she thinks, and if anyone can understand that, it's Damian. It shows on his face, too, the childish enthusiasm he so rarely shows lighting up in his eyes as he glances over her screen, scattered ideas and plans laid out across it.
"Yes, I knew you were exploring new options in your vigilante career," he says, then fixes her with an intense, almost excited look that makes her want a camera, because Damian looks his age and she thinks it's precious. "Do you know European starlings?" He asks.
"Can't say I know any personally, no," Steph says, probably too deadpan considering that Damian is an animal-loving little nerd who might actually have made friends with the birds in question. "But yeah, the crazy little guys that fly in huge flocks. They're everywhere."
Damian nods, ignoring her joke. He reaches for her tablet, pauses to look to her for permission. "Be my guest," she says, scooting over in the huge chair. "Come on, plenty of space. Your artistic eye might help," she adds, watching him quietly preen as he moves to sit beside her.
Dami taps at the search bar on the screen, pulling up a series of pictures showing small birds that look like they've been painted by someone practicing their pointillism. "European starlings are known for flying in murmurations," he explains, "But even on their own they're quite striking." He turns the screen toward her, zooms in on the picture of a bird, seemingly-gold-tipped feathers fluffed out to show a film of shimmering jewel tone colors lighting up the black plumage. It looks, primarily, purple, with holographic blues and greens swirled in.
Steph stares at the picture, then at Damian. "That's a real bird," she says doubtfully. "Not computer generated or retouched?"
Damian nods sagely. "Look," he says, scrolling past countless more pictures of birds with the same color scheme, understated-yet-bright jewel tones, tipped with lighter spots at the edges. Steph can feel her face lighting up as she considers the possibilities of shimmering through the night.
"Dami," she says, grinning, "You might be a genius."
"Well, of course," he says haughtily in reply, but falters. "I could... draft some suit designs, if you like," he offers, a touch tentative.
Steph ruffles his hair. "I would love that."
#the more i write batfam the more i end up sprinkling a few swear words into my fics#bc like... it just Makes Sense for some characters yknow???#aaand then there's tim who iirc canonically kneecaps himself wrt curse words and i find that hilarious also#anyway. steph and dami best sister-brother dynamic mayhaps. I'm so soft about them#they're SWEETIES#Lu writes#batfam#starling
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Yes
Alright that's all great
How does that all relate to sexual positions
You filthy Driller shipper
DRILLER MY BELOVED IM GONNA DO DRILLER JUST BECAUSE YOU SAID SOMETHING HHAHA
Okokokokokok this is a lot because i think about them A LOT.
Edit: i do NOT expect you to read all of this.
I like to think it first started with killer. Nightmare always told them that dream was the enemy. Dream was vermin- pest to be delt with and eradicated. Killer, loyal as he could be (barely), listened to his words. Absorbed them. Ate the information on dream he was given like a snake eats a rabbit. He wanted to- needed to impress nightmare. Needed to show he was good. He was loyal. He could be trustsed. Because he cant and he wasnt. He sought out dream. Needed to find him, wound him, capture him, give him to nightmare wrapped up in a pretty yellow box. Hed fight dream viciously, do his best, work his hardest- to wound that golden bastard. Hed zigzag across the field, manuver in ways dream couldnt keep up with in the darkness of nightmares aura. Evey battle he felt the desire to find him and kill him. He wanted to destroy dream so so badly. And at one point he ended up letting his mind wonder. He and dream were almost evenly matched, werent they? Oh sure he knew he could never get a fatal hit on him, that was all for nightmare, but they did wound eachother quite a lot (Killer, more than dream). He began to wonder if dream had the same desires. To find him, hunt him, deliver him to the steps of.. did the stars even have a castle? No, they probably lived in some dainty little house in inks doodle-shit or the omega timeline. However, did dream want to kill him as much as he want to dream? Did dream want to destroy him-... could he destroy him? And thats where his mind wondered. AND THATS WHERE KILLERS INTREST STARTED.
Dream is much much different. Dream was repulsed by killer, wanted nothing to do with the freak. Hated fighting him, hated how he found him everytime, tried to kill him, everytime, got a hit on him. Every. Time. He hated the bastard. He never noticed a shift in killers fighting sequence, but he sure as hell noticed when killer would lick his face. It made him recoil, made him disgusted beyond belief. The sick sadist bastard probably did get off on trying to kill him. Dream wanted nothing more than to dust him and finally knock nightmare down a peg. But he couldnt do that. As much of a pain and headache as he was, no one deserved that. Not even nightmare. So he'd keep fighting- keep yelling at killer to keep that filthy tongue in his mouth. Keep cringing at those digusting words killer'd respond with. Him and his filthy mind.
All up until killer, sporratic, LV-spiked, unhinged, and downright crazy, decided to just take his chance. Take it. Take it because hed never get it again and if nightmare found out hed be dusted and replaced and never ssee dream again andn ever have the chance to tttalk to him and tell him he wasnt lying and he needed to tell dream. he needed to. And they teleport. Dream, pissed and confused. Killer, terrified and erratic. Killer took his chance and he told dream and he told him everything. Told him how he loved him how he needed him how he desperately desperately needed to be his and begging to just give him a chance and he knows he looks pathetic and he knows dream will say no and he knows hell tell nightmare and have him killed and never see dream again but goddamnit FUCK he just needed dream to know. And dream has no idea how to take this. He just stares. Studying his face, he was lying. He was kying and this was a trap. In self defense and preservation he kicked killer down, pinned him to the snow and demanded the truth. Where was he? Why did killer bring him here? Why did-
And then killer had a boner and dream hate fucked him the end. Mwah
#xullian asks⁉️#xullians moots#driller my beloved#GODDDDDDDDD THANK YOU SODO MUCH FOR LETTING ME TALK ABOUT THEM IM GOING CRAZY HEIXJKAKCICK JDOAPAKFJVJ IJMVGROICN RAZY#I LOVE THEM SOCMJCJ#xulliansfw#tw suggestive
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i'm procrastinating on writing more of my essay so instead i have Various Solaavils. they're too fun to draw :')
#it be my art#dnd#dnd character#dnd drow#also their adoptive fae parent is there#doesnt have a name yet though hmmm#they took one look at sol when they first came into the feywild and just kinda went#'you are absolutely unhinged and have no morals. my kid now.'#they're the one who gave sol their glasses so they can see a bit better in sunlight :)#also akosyrl my BELOVED he is The Fluffiest#almost called him some translation of dust devil but.... beloved friend......
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