#WHATEVER IT IS ITS INSANELY ENTERTAINING TO WATCH LMAO
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Dark Sun's dynamic with Ruin is making me insane, actually/silly
THEY BOUNCE OFF OF EACH OTHER IN SUCH AN INTRIGUING WAY-
-Stardust
I KNOWWW RIGHTTT???? THEY FLOW TOGETHER SHOCKINGLY SMOOTH AND IT ENRAPTURES ME TBH. The best way I could describe it is that they both have the "uses a lot of words to say basically nothing" swag + the cool and mildly cheery exterior swag..... They're honestly more alike that I initially thought and now I'm super super hoping we'll see more of them LMAO
#asks#anon#stardust anon#IT ALMOST FEELS LIKE.... IDK.#EVERY WORD THEY SPOKE TO EACH OTHER WAS CAREFULLY CHOSEN.#ULTIMATELY ITS JUST THEIR ACTOR SWAG I THINK....#WHATEVER IT IS ITS INSANELY ENTERTAINING TO WATCH LMAO#sun and moon show#the sun and moon show#tsams
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characters/pairings: itoshi sae x reader
warnings: fluff. the reader is an avid reader lmao so funny. sort of clingy sae? annoyed sae? just sae. maybe ooc too but idrc.
note: self indulgent because i've been reading this one book nonstop for the past week and can't think of anything else. wondered how sae would act with a reader who likes to read a lot like me lol this is lowkey bad forgive me sorry for typos
🌊 summary: sae starts to get annoyed because you won't stop reading your book. (and also because you won't give him your attention, but that's a secret— that isn't as well kept as he thinks it is.)
"y/n," sae muttered. he watched you with a glare, noticing how you had heard him clearly yet still ignored him, continuing to smile to yourself with your bottom lip between your teeth. he rolled his eyes, trying again, this time resting his hand on your thigh. his fingers impatiently tapping against the soft skin.
"y/n."
no response. you even giggled as you read the lines in that book you had been attached to all day long. that little 600 page romance book that entertained you so much more than he could— what the hell was it even about?
sae knew you loved books. you visited the library nearby almost every week, and he couldn't even decide if it was because the lady there was so nice to you or because you wanted to get away from him. there was no way he was that boring, right?
it was always sae who accepted all your amazon packages for the books that hadn't yet arrived in the library— and although the sight of your excited smile when he told you it was finally here was something, he never understood the hype at all.
why would he, when his sport was his all-time focus? books weren't ever as exciting to him as they were to you. so as long as you got any and every book you wanted (he made sure of that) he was alright.
but right now, sae had this urge to hide all your books from you.
especially this one.
because it stole you from him.
sae was annoyed. and he was even more annoyed that he started to think about hiding your books away from you like a madman, because it's fucking embarrassing that he's going borderline insane just because you haven't talked or even looked at him for the past two hours. and he's been in bed next to you this whole time.
he cursed under his breath and subtly thrashed around under the covers like a child who didn't get the toy he wanted. he shifted closer to you in the midst of his little quiet tantrum. "y/n. look at me."
"yeah?"
when you finally looked at him, it was as if he'd found oxygen.
and he hated it even more. why was he like this for you?
but then you went back to that book.
that stupid fucking book. again.
sae was going to cry.
fuck no, he wasn't. he won't. not ever. that's lame. so lame.
whatever. if you liked your book that much, maybe he should find something else to do too, he decided.
he turned around with his back to you and shut his eyes.
and then he heard another sigh. a dreamy one, at that.
"alright, enough. give me that." he jumped up from his sleeping position, grabbing the book from your hands. he didn't even know how to properly hold a book, but he didn't find it in himself to care as he shut it close, a breath of relief escaping from his mouth just as you started to whine.
"sae, no," you struggled, trying to get the book back, but you knew better than to fight against your boyfriend who was glaring at you like that with his lips pressed in a sad, thin line. his hair was still a little damp from the shower he took while you were just into the first 60 pages of the book. he swept his hair back, setting the book beside him, where you couldn't reach— atleast not without getting through him.
"i was almost done," you said slowly, trying your best to explain now that you were out of that world. "i promise, just gimme it now 'n i'll finish the first part in just 20 minutes."
sae scoffed. "fucking no."
he stared at the book placed near his side, literally judging it by its cover. "what's in this that has you giggling so much? some dude?"
you gasped, dramatically. "okay, he is not some dude. he is my husband."
"oi," sae groaned, things still not getting better for him even after that book had been closed and put away from you. "i'm sleeping next to you shirtless, and you've been giggling with your book husband?"
"you're always shirtless, though."
"that doesn't fucking matter." he retorted, huffing and looking to the side, chin up. you pursed your lips, placing a soft hand on his back, and leaning closer to leave a kiss on his shoulder. he always smelled so nice. he shook you off.
"baby, my sweet sae, if you wanted me to stop reading, you could have just said so." you smiled, watching him run another hand through his hair, his fingers pulling on his roots this time.
"first of all, i don't want your attention." he said blankly, finally looking at you. "and second, you ignored me when i said your name. guess you were too busy with your husband."
you laughed quietly, incredibly amused. about an hour ago, you were actually expecting sae to go back to sleep after showering— but for some reason, you were glad he didn't. this new side of him was so adorable that you never wanted it to end.
you sighed, lying back down, urging him to do the same. he listened as you explained, with you on your side facing him. "you know, i love this book a lot."
"i can see that."
so snarky. you resisted the urge to kiss his slightly puffed out cheek.
"it's really romantic. it's about the relationship of this newly married couple, how it develops day by day, and it's so cute. the main guy— my 'husband', is so good to the main character."
sae raised an eyebrow lazily, still opting to look at the ceiling and didn't respond. you weren't going to gain his attention this easily after that.
you went on. "and this guy reminds me of you. like, you guys are similar to an unhealthy extent. and the reason i was so invested in it was because there was a particular scene where things got a little hot."
"so?" he asked, still not convinced.
your cheeks were reddened from embarrassment. "so, whenever he said or did something, i thought of you. and that is why i was giggling."
sae turned to look at you. his eyes looked much more focused on your lips. he had forgotten how much he missed the feeling of kissing you. again, feeling another annoying pang in his heart because seriously, it had just been two hours. he had to stop acting like you'd been away for days.
"so basically you were having sex with 'book me' in your mind."
"oh god, no!"
"that's exactly it."
"you're so wrong."
"shut up, i'm right."
you groaned, covering your face with your palms and closing your eyes. you felt sae's arm slowly trailing around your stomach, him shifting closer until you could feel his breath fanning against your neck. you giggled out of nervousness and embarrassment, both. "that was not what was happening, okay?"
his lips twitched slightly at your state. "you know i'm way better than him."
"...are you, though?" you peeked one eye open, dragging out your words, guilty. fictional men were just different—
"ah, do you need proof?" he said, a smug look on his face as he began hovering over you. your laugh echoed through the room as you smacked his chest playfully, your arms going around his neck to pull him down on top of you.
"i don't need proof, thank you very much." you said softly with another laugh, letting sae rest his head on your chest. "but i wanna make it up to you for ignoring you. im sorry, my sae. i'll be better. you were just really cute."
"don't do it again," he said, staring up at you from his comfortable position. "or else you might have to go back to your 'husband'."
"i won't really mind— wait, baby, don't go! i was joking!"
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On the topic of tankies,
THEY HATE AO3 SO MUCH THAT THEY TREAT IT LIKE THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL AND IT NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH 😭
Pre October 7th, most of the blogs I followed had always been very political but seemed normal for the most part.
Now, they're all constantly rage posting about AO3 like it's the most of everyone's problems 😭 it's giving 4chan talking about Jews every second and bringing us into everything not gonna lie.
"You evil queers support Ao3 but question Palestinians on Tumblr, racist genocidal zionazis 🤬" these people are sooo insane. People donating to Ao3 bothers them so much that whenever anything happens now it goes back to Ao3..it's giving Trump blaming everything on the libs
Whenever any sort of injustice trends on here the response from tankies is automatically "you use/donate to ao3 you guys are evil monsters" ???? 😭🤨
Oh and don't forget the constant "this is tumblr staff's fault". They're sooo extremist that suddenly whenever anyone gets banned it's prejudice from the staff. Like girl! You posted blatant antisemitic shit straight from mein kampf but you being banned is somehow *checks notes* a result of the staff silencing Palestinians? 🤨 if you cannot criticise tumblr without immediately diving into batshit crazy conspiracies where every move the tumblr staff makes is bigotry and an attack on minorities idk what to tell you.
Idgaf about anyone hating ao3 but it's very strange to watch how they decide to hate it in the most extremist way possible lmao.
Also obsessed with how they go so left they end up right. Popular responses from leftists about the fake Palestinian scammers was "you people are always poor and ebegging but you draw the line at giving Palestinians money" 😐
Wow being classist towards the people you don't like will surely show them! Also obsessed with how only Palestinians matter in this case. They are allowed to say these things and then get cheered on by many (these posts get thousands of reblogs and likes lmaoo) because Palestinians are experiencing the Worst Thing in The World which means only they matter and anyone who supports them are allowed to say whatever they want in support. Therefore making fun of poor people who ask for money on Tumblr is progressive actually because it's in support of Palestinians.
Funny enough tankies are also homophobic when it comes to hating ao3 and everyone who dares to use that evil website but they're #gay so it's okay 😭😭😭 they'll say shit like "you queers have money for ao3 and never Palestine" first of all targetting gay people when I know many straight people who use ao3 is insanee. 2) where do they get this info from because they are always saying this but i only ever see queers donating to palestinians 😭 are they seriously making shit up to be angry about ? they talk about it like every gay person in the world is donating to the evil ao3 instead of palestine when it's a much smaller number than they exaggerate it to be.
i made a post in like 2021 (which got like 30k notws but i can’t find it bc tumblr search function sux) about how tumblr users would act like its evil to donate to ao3 instead of people’s (like fl****s******e) personal gofundmes but once again you can just replace personal gfms with palestine scam asks this time. really nowadays donating to anything that doesn’t have to do with The Omnicause is seen as EVIL. like chill, people can care about multiple things. plus i bet most of these people raging against ao3 still spend many hours on the site and get free entertainment from it so its like. do u want this site to exist or not because servers cost money and it can’t exist without donations.
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i am so glad im finding another person who writes for far cry :)) if possible, can we see a jacob seed x gn!deputy who replaces pratt as his prisoner? it ends with jacob being their one and only, (even if its dubcon)
WIND — UP TOY
jacob seed x gn!deputy
⎨ 𝐀𝐍 ⎬ ty for being my first submission ! jacob and his region lowkey scare the shit out of me lmao 🙏 kinda a little fucked up but I mean it’s jacob seed . also sorry this took so long ); smut below the cut
no use of y/n , reader is referred to as ‘ deputy ’ . gender specific nicknames are replaced by ‘ pup ’ . not beta - read
⎨ 𝐂𝐖 ⎬ blasphemy , deputy is treated like a dog , implied forced cannibalism , implied death of a minor character , brainwashing , jacobs his own warning isn’t he ? smut : dub - con , degrading , oral ( m receiving ) , soft - ish sex , penetration , dacryphillia , one - sided orgasm .
It always crept up on him when he least expected it; when things began to have a sense of normalcy. His days a haze and his nights clouded with gunfire and explosions, dreams marred with blood and the guts of former comrades and men who died far too young. For what?
What is the American dream when the world is going to end anyways? What are the soldiers overseas fighting for when the rivers will soon flow with blood and the ground tarred with ash?
His hand runs over his face; rubbing tired eyes. Demons of his past prey on him while he sleeps, turning him weak. Two to three hours is good enough for him, leaves him rested enough for his eyes to focus on the maps in front of him.
Being the leader of the army of Eden’s Gate wasn’t an easy job, though he held it with pride - a cardinal sin - but Joseph would forgive him as long as the prophecies his little brother had bouncing around his head came true. Jacob didn’t know if he believed in anything, really, it was hard to imagine God was with the soldiers that clutched cross pendants behind HESCO barriers.
But where he might’ve drifted from the true meaning of the cause further and further, where he might’ve argued the existence of a higher power with Joseph; one thing grounded him to his purpose and place in the cult. The Deputy.
Joseph’s ramblings were insane to the layman and gospel to the believer - but it seemed right now they were damn prophetic. Everything he said the Deputy would do; they did, and left bodies in their wake. Sometimes, he would watch whatever the cameras picked up of them on his screens, how they traversed the Whitetails with an almost practiced knowledge.
Sometimes, he felt like the eighteen year old new enlistee again when he watched them. The blood, the gunfire. Jacob Seed was a tough man, righteous and brave, but he would look down at them in their cage and feel the fire on his skin from the ranch he burned all those years ago.
He hated the feeling, wanting to drive his pocket knife into his chest and carve out every semblance of memory he had. But then his music box would rewind, and he would hear the sweet sound of the Platters crooning through the wood and metal and maybe, just maybe, things would be okay for him.
So he watched the way the Deputy writhe behind those thick steel bars against the cold soil, not afforded the luxuries even the most depraved prisoners received. Weak and idiotic for attempting to save their friend; but a mind that could be molded with the right tune.
Staci Pratt was a good pet; Pavlovian in nature and willing to do anything for the oldest Seed brother, so maybe that’s why Jacob began to grow bored of the man. Maybe that’s why he entertained the cracks beginning to show in the conditioning, how Pratt’s eyes softened at the sight of their co-worker being taunted by the Herald and yet knowing there wasn’t anything he could do about it.
An escape plan, of course he knew about it, he had eyes and ears everywhere and could always tell when one of his dogs stepped out of line. A perfectly timed truck, the siren going off to alert that a prisoner had escaped, catching Pratt as he allowed the Deputy to leave without him. It was almost sweet, but moreover vomit-inducing, like a lamb.
Sheep are creatures controlled by their own nature, that’s why dogs have to herd them back into formation - like a general in charge of new recruits. Intolerables are discharged, lambs are taken to the slaughterhouse. Nature, the circle of life, the bad meat is thrown out for the poor and needy to pick through.
“Eat. You wouldn’t want to fall sick, would you?”
A tin was placed in front of the Deputy, they had been through this before. Starved for however many days Jacob deemed necessary - usually ten - before they are given nothing but raw meat to eat. Never did they think they would yearn for the peanuts and beer served at the Spread Eagle, but there was no position to argue about what they were being given here.
Some fell over the side as greedy hands shoveled clump after clump into their mouth, covering it in a pitiful yet successful attempt to keep it down. Never did they ask what kind of meat it was, choosing to instead assume it was from one of the many cow farms in the valley.
“You’re hungry, aren’t ya, pup? You’re lucky, that’s a nice cut of meat.” A grin played on his face as he leaned against the metal bars, fingers grazing over his music box. There wouldn’t be any culling today, no, he had a much better idea in mind.
“Where’s Pratt?”
“Not even a thank you for my generosity, aren’t you fierce?”
“Where is he?”
“Peaches’s little act of rebellion earned him a punishment, I mean; that’s only fair. In a war like this you can’t go sympathizing with the devil, no matter how well you knew them before.”
It’s not an answer, but there’s an unspoken understanding that that is the closest thing the Deputy will get to knowing. A huff falling from their lips, ever the ungrateful dog; but their bowl is licked clean and what more can Jacob ask for?
A soft tsk fell from his lips, cold and condescending because how could he be anything but? Did the thing below him deserve care and kindness? Maybe at some point when they were strong, when their mind was still their own, but now they were nothing but a lamb being fattened for the slaughter.
His fingers grasped their chin, forcing eye contact and no doubt leaving marks that would form bruises. How much had they been through? Chest slashed with the markings from Jacobs little brother and mind already foggy from the bliss that grew in the Henbane; but there was a certain pride he took in being the one to break them.
How much time had passed? Had anyone come looking for them? Jacob had often taunted them, used the fact that they were immobile against the conditioning he had given them to contact anyone. The rebellion would fall without their snake, maybe it already had, how would the Deputy know?
It wasn’t their place to think anymore, to simply let the oldest Herald put a leash around their neck and sit beside like a good dog. Their mind wasn’t their own, now it belonged to him and they had no room to complain.
“Look at’chu, open your mouth.” But he didn’t wait for them to comply, instead he bullied his fingers against their tongue, exploring over their gums and teeth. They could bite him, certainly, but they didn’t - wouldn’t.
Who was Jacob Seed but their owner? He had saved them from themselves, from the blood and the gore and the fire that threatened to burn the world to nothing but ashes. Joseph had greeted them in their new form, John had shown up to pout, but their eyes only ever stayed on the eldest.
“Such a good pup, ‘ did a wonderful job training you, huh?” He asked as if they could answer, as if they weren’t preoccupied by the fingers that traced their mouth like he was mapping them out.
A hum passed from his lips as he removed his fingers, instead moving to undo the buckle on his belt. Even in this state, the Deputy wasn’t stupid and could very clearly tell what was coming next. So, to hopefully avoid any wrath from him, moved to help undo his pants.
Leaning back in his chair and observing as they removed his pants, fingers trailing over the growing bulge in his boxers. Jacob was a stoic man, never did the Deputy know if they were really doing good, but he didn’t scold them so there was no stopping.
Hands smoothed out the black fabric a bit nervously, playing with the hem for a moment before a soft grunt from the Herald alerted them. Knowingly, their fingers hooked underneath the waistband and pulled it away from his freckled skin, letting it pool at his ankles along with his pants.
Wrapping around the base of his still hardening cock, their eyes fluttered up to meet his gray ones. A silent beg, a plea that they were doing alright and there would be no punishment later. All they got in return was a small nod; though there was no love or care behind it. More like a drill sergeant instructing a particularly moldable soldier.
Gentle, unsure licks placed against his tip, hand working against the base; fingers brushing against veins that worked overtime to pump blood to his dick. Jacob Seed was not one for taking his sweet time, his fingers tangled in their hair as he pushed their head down on his aching cock.
A soft gag fell from their lips, hands moving from him to settle on his toned thighs. A heavy breath leaving their nose as they tried their hardest to relax, nuzzling against his untamed ginger hair. He relished in the warmth of their throat, the tightness eliciting a groan as he pushed his hips up.
Their gagging was the sweetest sound he had ever heard, the soft whimpers and tears that emitted from the Deputy as they tried their hardest to just breathe through their nose. He loved the power he held over them, how those pretty tears fell for him.
“Cmon pup, look up at me.”
Fighting between lifting their head to meet his gaze and keeping their mouth wrapped around his cock, the Deputy managed to tilt their head up enough to see him. His smirk widened, cock throbbing against their throat as he watched the tears continue to fall from them.
Another few thrusts to the back of their throat before he groaned, pulling their head off his dick with a small ‘pop’. A trail of saliva still connected their lips, pre-cum mixed in with it. He couldn’t help the laugh that emitted from him at the sight of their swollen lips and heavy breathing.
“Poor thing. Don’t cry, I take care of you, don’t I?”
The Deputy couldn’t do anything but nod, and maybe it was a bit true. Jacob did care for them in his own sick and twisted way. In the back of their mind they wondered if this was how he treated Pratt behind close doors; more like a prized trophy than a lover.
His hands grabbed at their hips, pulling them onto his lap. The small barrier of whatever clothes they had been wearing on their lower half before was quickly removed, giving him access to everything he wanted.
Burying their face into the crook of his neck and wrapping arms around the back of him, the Herald lifted their hips once more to guide himself inside their needy hole before pushing them down onto him. Stretching, pain emanating from the sudden intrusion, he could feel the tears that fell from them and landed against his skin.
He cooed, a grin still wide on his face. His hands still settled on their hips, guiding them up and down on his cock. Gentle movements at first that quickly devolved to an almost feral extent. His pre-cum marred the inside of their hole, creating wet and sticky sounds everytime he fucked in and out of them.
It felt like a dam was about to break by the time Jacob decided he was finished. Loud sobs wracked their body as they cuddled closer to him, so close yet so far. His hips continued to move for a moment; stuttering and shifting a bit before he released inside of them, filling them with his cum.
The Deputy finally leaned back after a moment, tears still flowing from their now red eyes, sniffling - but they still attempted to move their hips over him. To get any kind of release as the Herald caught his breath. Needily grinding against his lap, hands clutching his shirt in a pitiful attempt that only made him laugh more.
“Oh, look at’chu. Pup needs to get off too, huh? Don’t worry, I told you I’ll take care of you.”
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*crashes through the ceiling*
I'M HERE TO LISTEN ABOUT YOUR OC ROMANTICALLY EATING ALASTOR!!!
If you want to tell me, of course, no pressure! 💜 Thank you! 💜
OK SO i have a hazbinsona (i never post abt them bc its literally me just. in hell lmao.) & theyre an absolute freak bc theyre literally me & i too would eat a person if they consented BUT THATS NEITHER HERE NOR THERE.
so for purposes of speeding up getting to the cannibalism:
they started off as just friends bc he found them entertaining (they regularly use their powers to fuck w ppl & only al knows all their powers)
they were training w lucifer & al got caught in the crossfire & they were like "OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY u can hit me back if u want"
which al took them up on. & from there things spiraled into a game of gay chicken p much. during which they fell in love.
one day theyre showing him some music they like again & its literally this song. so that 2nd verse hits & theyre like "jsyk im this kind of insane abt u" bc they may or may not be a yandere lmao
anyways als joking like "ok but if ur cutting my heart out or whatever r u gonna eat it?"
& theyre like CAN I PLS???
& hes ofc like. um yes if i can watch until i die
SO NOW WE HIT THE CANNIBALISM. the rest will be under a cut for being gorey & fucked up
ehehe ok so they get started & uve got al instructing them on the best way to crack him open p much (meanwhile theyre offhand rambling abt the internal structures of his body bc theyre a nerd & hes like. my god ive never been more in love w u than right now.)
so anyways they grab the heart which is my fav part of this bc before they pull it out theyre like "hehe ive got ur heart in my hands :3" & he immediately hits them w "darling its been that way for a long time now"
anyways. they pull his heart out & just straight up bite into it & YES they do thoroughly enjoy it raw but they dont eat all of it. instead theyre like "omg ur so tasty can i eat more of u? :3" to which hes like. ofc
so they pull out some intestines to eat. which he finds incredibly attractive. & they enjoy. they also cut out some muscle tho!! enough to try raw & also save some.
which btw, they decide to save enough to cook later & let him try bc hes never eaten his own meat or organs before & they think hed prob like to (theyre right).
anyways he only lives long enough to see them eat some of the muscle. but my god he dies happy. so they put everything theyre saving on ice & clean up while they wait for him to respawn. then they clean him up as well once enough of him has regenerated for that to not be Unwise, & they put him in bed & just wait w him til he comes back fully <333
& anyways later they do cook his meat & organs & share it. theyre so in luv <333
《sera/al》
#TY FOR LETTING ME RANT ABT THIS IT LIVES IN MY HEAD RENT FREE#x#hazbin hotel#hellaverse#cannibalism
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A very ridiculously long rant of my SMG4 and Mr. Puzzles Theory's (it's long;-;)
Has anyone ever thought its weird how Smg4 is PERFECTLY NORMAL the Saturday after IGBP!?! like Bro just got done being mentally insane like literally a few days ago and he's just like mentally FINE after all that!?? Nuh Uh- Aint no way- Smg4's probably still coo coo crazy a bit or a lot cuz yalls not gonna be chill after all that far as i know thats not how human minds work. >:/
In SMG4 doesn't meme for one second he's hardcore creepy vibes, ofc more memey ofc which is funny- (Bald Smg4💀) but still sinister none the less :0
then ofc him saying "time to come up with the PERFECT video" in SMG4 simulator then ofc im like NOO :C DOnt gO eVil again and idk do some crazy crap with mr. puzzles and make ur perfect video- amd go all evil- evan tho its cool and eerie-NO :C
Then smg4s really creepy/scarry coocoo cazy vibes in the MEME Factory. Cannon smg4 did actually have an effect on our poor meme boi like bro lost some of his sanity has Mr. Puzzles trauma and now is more antagonistic- which Mr. Puzzles said he makes a good villian Whitch he does in a creepy funny memey way witch is great! and sort of a plot twist cuz smg4 is all cute and bubbly and sweet then he goes all >:000 >:) Creepy and sinister is awsome! it would be cool to see Smg4 as a main antagonest for an arc although we got IGBP so its GREATTT!! AAAAAAAA-
I also sorta feel like Mr. Puzzles is like Smg4 but like: What if smg4 never had any freinds? so he like sorta obsesses and rellys on The TV and makeing entertainment so they dont feel alone or have some sort of purpose. Smg4 and Puzzles are really similar in a way just took a small but major path. Smg4: had freinds his whole life, like a main roll purpose (hes a frickin meme guardian!!!!!! >:D) home and ofc his youtube and whatever chaos happens in this world. Mr Puzzles: never had freinds, probably had crap parents and school bullys, (ISTG HE PRoBably made/re-created little shows with like socks pupets as a kid- AAAA_) anyway- Puzzles sorta just watched TV to comfert him and sorta be his 'freind' in a way which probably ended up inpireing him to proove himself as an actress and become fameous weather to proove the world hes good enough or loved or himself. (Poor Mr.Puzzke wuzzle :'c) So anyway Smg4 and puzzles are like opisites of what they have but similar.
(Mr. Puzzles Headcannon Back story time B) since i wanna type today ;-; ) So ive sotta headcannon mr puzzles childhood suck like- bro had no freinds crappy/neglectfull parents and overall a shit life back then like i sort of immagine his mom being like "shoo im buisy go watch TV or smthn" while on the phone or something idk sad sappy stuff- so little Winston Puzzles (if you have MR theres a first name so puzzles is last name, ITS WINSTON PUZZLES-) aNyWAYy- so puzzles just watched TV ALL. DAY. and probably went to school got bullyed for whatever reason :/ so the beginning basics of the story +Context dElUxE- when mr puzzles got older he bought the showgrounds (whitch in cannon used to be a circus/carnaval) so mr puzzles ran a carnaval place and did some sort of shows + amusement park stuff prbably for like a few years or a couple decades untul money came a problem or went out of buisness, (he still has his face btw lol) so he eventually closed the place and sorta abandoned it and probably the *iNteRnEt* was probably becomeing a thing by now (TV MAN OLDDD-) so he probably doom binges EVERYTHING on youtube in some apartment and works at MC deez or something- idk mOnEyY :/ eventualy yalls probably up at 5am waching Si-fi and stuff with robots get the idea of being a cyborg ither googleing 'hOw tO bE a cYborG EASY" on youtube like a maryos Plane Trip thing AKA Smg4 logic LMAO and probably winging it and then getting his SUppeR fAbulus and Iconic TV head and nows hes probably immortal now :/ (he was probably an old man by the time he finnisghed the body lol not to mention prototypes :/) then he probably did some evil villian laughter shit then downloadded the internet in his brain then eventualy selling the showgrounds to SMG4 and the rest of Puzzlevision continues :/
If yall read all that- WOW :/ its 1am and im typeing esays ;-; anyways this has been cooking in my brain for too long so now its all here now :/
*fades into the distance MEME STYLE B3*
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anxiety ridden babbling ahead that i felt the need to type out but literally no need to interact with this at all lmao but feel free to read for entertainment!
one of the superstitions i have is not liveblogging bengals matches or even being on here for some reason i cant explain. and this oh well whatever fuck it idgaf mentality im trying to apply vis a vis the 4-7 record negates that sort of. but if i lb and it all goes to shit I might kms lmaoooo /hyperbole ofc but the entire thing is crazy and im hemming and hawing over this like an insane person
like i had a trial run (laughing at myself as i type this) with the steelers browns game but since the stakes are ??!???!?! the results are very much inconclusive because if the steelers lost then good for the bengals! that means that the steelers can be beat by a team with a shit record and a team we already beat once (that had 3 different qbs for one game and clearly going through shit throughout the game which is a whole other variable fuck up) but the browns defense is sigh and bengals defense is also sigh of a different direction and if the browns lost that would be better for us making-the-playoffs-wise because of the w-l records etc but also bad bc ffs how are we beating the steelers and then the steelers lost which is good but also not good because now we're literally a single win record in front of the browns. for fucks sake bengals literally what is the matter with BUT ANYWAY my point is should i really actually make myself lb because i have so much shit to say like i can YAP yap you know and keeping it all in hurts idk that's an exaggeration i just like typing shit out dramatically as you can see from literally this entire post im actually pretty quiet irl off tangentially sorry but anywayyyyyy
another superstition i have is i have to like every insta post and story. every tweet and thread from bengals official account. and read all the news segment in the bengals app and also the photos section PRIOR to the game. while the liking posts thing is throughout the game so i have to check twt and ig periodically. and this weirdly has been proven (😭!! fucking stupid ass of me i know but) bc i couldn't check on shit at all for the chargers game bc i had pressing plans and when i finally came to check the box score they were in a 6-24 stupidity and then when i fully liked all the posts and scrolled the news and photos in the app they miraculously started getting touchdowns?? this is very much not a correlation or causation of events its just a plain fucking coincidence noticed only thanks to my delusional borderline obsessive compulsive ass. but the fact that it did went on that way did not help this annoying crushing superstition of mine. but because this has been proven (they still lost but thats just a them thing and the word proven has quotation marks okay) i Cannot Not do this for all the games left 😭😭😭 lowkey borderline ocd literally hands shaking if i don't do this
i hate it 😭 but the idgaf mentality!!!! How Do I Do This. i am Not built for sports watching wow
#also i just checked the giants live drive chart#wow#wowwwwwwwww#do you think they're misisng daniel jones or 😭
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YARRRR I MADE 6 PAGES OF DJMM BULLSHIT TODAY MATEYS
he could take me hostage if he wants
@artastic-friend lmao
also this is dedicated to the one person who tagged my previous post with "he's a dad." it is a crime that i got so caught up in listing his crimes that I omitted that yes, he is a dad!
while most of the kids he's watched grow up had their own families, he informally adopted a homeless boy named Adi who was left to the streets as the monastery that was communally raising him was closed down.
Small note but him building shelter for Adi is actually the reason why "illegal construction" is among his other illegal shit of yknow arson and holding hostages, alongside him taking profits from the company that built him to afford buying things for him.
jumpscare warning for 2022 art of these 2 (i thought i had so much more art of these two... not to mention that i used to have a lineup of the "giant spider uncle club") (also, no tooth gap for DJMM??? CRINGE)
he was insane for lighting an employee's house on fire though he's still not innocent. he may be a good father figure but he's still batshit. like bowser
He's slowly trying to gain independence especially now he's stuck in such an enclosed space and that he wants to visit Adi and Co, with one of the ways he's doing so is... getting an education. of some sort. he's taking robotics classes.
His fatal flaw is that he still depends on humanity like all machinery, and despite his attempts to stop it, he can be modified and controlled by another person - alongside wanting to be able to make his OWN modifications, he believes if he understands how he works, he can counteract whatever control Fazbear entertainment has on him.
He had some help from a broken down STAFFbot since dude is too huge for... practically everything. So he just takes over its body and uses it for human-sized tasks!
alongside his dreams of returning to japan, DJMM's also beginning to have dreams of... having a really normal and domestic lifestyle.
I mean, for a robot who works all day for free i would imagine any sort of autonomy would be revolutionary, but like. THIS scary robot spider just dreams of having a kitty cat and his own place
(extra MM doodles)
I thought it was a dumb/silly concept but i guess character.ai's with me on this one, because i made a DJMM bot, pulled a gun on him, and he immediately just went like "don't kill me man i've got a cat to look after in my New York apartment"
i was too intrigued by his lifestyle to stop him. i had to draw this
human dj drawings for you to snack on on your way out
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Coe I'm curious, what have you read or watched recently?
Aw, so nice of you anon. 🥺
Last manhwa I read was Love Tractor which is bl because I ran out of my toxic yuri and decided maybe nice things can exist in my life /j Not sure about the last book I think it's still that insane one where the guy gets poisoned and dies because he uh drank too much 18+ bodily fluid of the girl 💀💀💀 ANYWAY
Last thing I watched was a kdrama The Penthouse its so insane it was my daily entertainment when I was writing chapter 3 lmao 😭 actually my friends tried to make me watch this Madea (?) goes to prison or whatever movie last night but I fell asleep because I always fall asleep during movies... 😥
But yeah that's all!
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YOO... i just sped read chapters 25-39 of CS and I'm absolutely. blown away. i know my last ask was pretty recent but i need to immediately run to your inbox. i don't think this is as long as the previous one but it is pretty lengthy, take ur time to respond :>
first off, rita skeeter gets on my nerves oh my god she is so annoying... i find it so entertaining watching hadrian using jacob for info though. i'm kind of a jacob sympathizer - he did mess up really bad but i do like that addition. i don't expect them to become buddy-buddy though,, LMAO hadrian blackmailing skeeter is also really funny imo
the ball was cool and fun and all, loved the interactions between adalard and hadrian. it was very? relaxing? adalard is probably one of my favorite side characters. hadrian being drugged and then being yanked into riddle's office and then. they almost kissed was absolutely wild. it compares to the 'sleeping in riddle's office' scene. then hadrian's dread when he realized what he did was absolutely hilarious.
THEN hadrian finds out about the order and lily's affiliation with them,,, hadrian meeting sirius was amazing i love sirius he is babygirl. later his interactions with the other members of the order are really cool. he knows them but he doesn't - he only knows them through the lenses and stories of lily's but there's no real connection. i think that's really sad :(( tonks and remus are so cute also. it's been years since I've read the books and i don't remember ever really getting the chemistry between them until i read that small scene you wrote of them !!!!
oh jesus when lily and riddle meet,, bringing her to the place james proposed to her was just downright cruel man. i SWEAR the shock i felt when he took lily.... hadrian realizing like a day after and just GOING off to find her.
i originally thought that hadrian's patronus was a dog?? like sirius dog?? because he said 'good boy' to it and then sirius commented on it and i thought it was a dog. black panther is really cool though !!!!
THEN the scene with the woman and,, i forgot to mention her in my last post but lowkey she is way more intimidating than voldy for some reason. its the mysteriousness or something man,, and how she takes voldy not seriously at all. "little lord" is what really gets me...
the entire ball-doppelganger thing was cool as hell !! i love the dance between hadrian doppelganger and bellatrix . harry finding lily and going back - i felt really bad for tonks with what hadrian said though hadrian is entirely justified to what he said. he doesn't even know them.
honestly i was very very afraid for hadrian when voldy went to severus for the numbing cream and then talked about ... dark mark stuff. hadrian put himself through that - just so that lily could awake from her coma-sleep-whatever.
pleasantly surprised that it was not a dark mark though,, i wonder what effects that thing will have throughout the story. severus' discomfort while watching hadrian and riddle's interactions are hilarious. oh yes hadrian big brain realizing he has some of riddle's blood as well. however. let's get to the big thing
“Are you insane?” He whispered, voice cracking. “I’m me, mum.”
OH MY God that line. i've seen it in another one of your asks before HOWEVER it hits so much harder in context. earlier sirius had reprimanded? scolded? lily for dismissing hadrian because of his age and referencing his own fallout with his mother and it hits so hard when hadrian and lily have their own fallout. .... .
i want to strangle lily,... she has the audacity to say shit like that after hadrian did so much to save her?? and like, she just doesn't even consider the amount of hurt she'd cause by saying that... GJJDHJHSHGAGSDG
anyway, im going to continue reading so have my kudos author-nim !!!! ur fics make me feel so many things
Oh you are flying through the chapters!!
Rita Skeeter is the bane of many peoples' existence I feel 😂 while she only pops up once or twice, I'm glad I managed to get her unique brand of obnoxiousness right.
Jacob's actually a fun character to see the reaction to over time. He started out as someone most were chill with, then the goblet happened and it was all fire and pitchforks, and then slowly over time he's largely now become a tolerated presence. It's genuinely so much fun to see the progression.
And I'm glad you liked the Yule Ball! It was such a fun chapter to write! Adalard got a chance to shine, and of course, The Interaction between Hadrian and Riddle 😂 fond memories
The Order and Lily and Hadrian is such a mess, but the conversations in those early scenes really set things up for future events 😉 and I'm really happy that Tonks/Remus worked for you in CS! I know wolfstar is usually the default ship, but I actually really like Tonks and Remus so I couldn't resist haha
And the kidnapping of Lily...you can't say she wasn't tempting fate there 😂 Hadrian going into mission-mode to rescue her, creating his doppelgänger, invading Riddle manor, snarking with Bellatrix - he was so fun to write hahaha
The Lady is an ongoing mystery in CS - discord has a whole list of potential suspects lmao. I'm holding my cards close to my chest on her though. Her lack of concern over Riddle is such a boss move though - she basically speaks about him like he's a misbehaving toddler 😂
And oof yeah the mark - people were losing their minds when that happened! Hadrian sacrificing his freedom for his mother, and then having her spit in his face...that was brutal. That whole fight, and Hadrian's poor little heart breaking...I felt so bad for the boy.
It's wonderful from a writer's perspective though to hear that the fight between them, and that line in particular, got you good. All the context in that scene, and all the little things that had been building up since the early chapters - it was very very satisfying to write!
Thank you again for sending in your thoughts! It's always a delight to see your username in my inbox, and reading your reactions never gets old!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕
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The Hard-J (Victor Creed x Reader)
A/N: I know I said it would be ready by the weekend but... it wasn’t! Excuses only work for those that make them, so I won’t bother lmao~ This one is for @queengiuliettafirstlady and everyone else that loves a little Victor Creed intensity. ♥
“Can we not do this today, please?”
“What the hell was that about?” He slammed the door after him as I went to my kitchen to put groceries away.
“He saw me walking back from the store, that’s it.”
“That’s it, huh? What did I say about hangin’ out with him?”
“We weren’t hanging out! I told you, he saw me walking and he was helping me carry a few things. That. Is it.”
“You see how he talks to me? How he’s always talked to me-“
“-I see two brothers who, for whatever reason, can’t seem to hack it.”
“We aren’t brothers.”
I rolled my eyes, shoving my peanut butter and fudge swirl ice cream into the freezer. “Brothers in arms.”
“Because there’s no damn respect! Always lookin’ down at me like he’s some kinda fuckin’ superior.”
“Vic…”
“I don’t want you around him. You hear me?”
I let out an exasperated sigh as I rolled my eyes. “It’s too hot to argue about this shit.”
“You’re the one arguing instead of just agreeing, Y/N.”
“Your relationship with Logan is just that: yours. I have no problem with the guy.”
“If I see you two together again-“
“- Do not end that sentence with a threat, Victor-“
“- I’ll do you one better and end it with a guaran-fucking-tee!”
“We live in the same city, I’m bound to run into him sometimes!”
“Y/N look at me… Hey!” He shouted, making me jump out of my skin as I gave him my undivided attention. Clearly he was serious, which he tended to be. But this time, more serious than normal.
He was always so very dead serious whenever we talked about Logan.
“I don’t care if you’re next door neighbors with him. If I see you two with each other again, it will not end well.”
“For him? Or for me?”
“Both o’ you.”
I stared him down and watched him do the same, his face cold hard steel, not even a muscle flexing as he spoke to me. “What the hell happened between you two, anyway?” I asked. “What did he do that’s so damn bad you’re forbidding me to even say hi? He kill your cat or somethin’?”
He smirked and let out a huff of a chuckle, his left fang peeking from behind his lips. “You think I’m kiddin’?”
I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from me to continue putting the food away. “Yeah, sure. Whatever. I’ll stay away from him, Victor. Whatever the hell makes-” I couldn’t finish my sentence before I heard the loud crash of glass breaking. I whipped around and saw a wet puddle dripping on my wall, the floor beneath it decorated with broken glass and what was a very nice bouquet of assorted flowers. “Are you shitting me?!”
“Oh, I got your attention now?”
“You had it! You’re throwing a temper tantrum, breaking my shit, all because you’re jealous of someone I’m not even interested in?”
“Jealous?” he questioned as he slowly stalked towards me, like a predator carefully eyeing its prey. I was no stranger to Victor's temper; under the right circumstances, he could go from settled to up in flames with the snap of a finger. Maybe it’s because he was never really at ease, always ready to pounce at any moment’s notice if necessary. Yeah, I know he has little patience and is kinda trigger happy to get into a fight, his own source of entertainment. But that was with other people, strangers. With me, he exercised a lot more restraint. We’d have arguments, he’d yell, maybe hurt a wall and then storm off.
But whenever Logan was involved, it was a different story...
“You need to relax,” I warned as I slowly backed away from him, ready to defend myself if necessary, even if I knew it was a losing battle.
“Did you just say I was jealous of him?”
“Are you?”
“What reason do I have to be jealous?”
“You tell me. What is it, Vic? You think I’m gonna run off with him into the sunset? You come over here one day to see me, all my shit is packed up and I leave a note behind? I doubt he’d throw my shit around like you just did.”
“I bought you those damn flowers,” he growled.
“You gonna buy the replacements too?” I asked playfully, trying to diffuse the tension but failing. It was painfully obvious, literally, he wasn’t in the mood to play when I felt his fist grip me like a boa constrictor. He forced my head against the kitchen cabinet behind me and got close to my face. If he moved any closer he’d be able to taste the chive cream cheese bagel I had on the way over here.
“Now that all depends…”
“Victor, let go of me. Now.”
“What’s the matter, hm? I thought you liked it rough?” he spoke with a tone of warning before a lecherous grin spread across his face. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t release a flutter deep in my belly, my incessant desire for him threatening to surface. It was embarrassing and admittedly disgusting to me, how even in moments as such, there was always going to be some shred of me that could neither ignore nor deny my constant thirst for him to satisfy me in ways only Victor knew how.
“You’ve made your point.” I tried to remain calm while fighting for air. I was willing to bet money that he could feel my pulse quickening beneath his grip. If even one of his claws came out I’d be bleeding out all over the linoleum.
“Have I?”
“You have five seconds to get the fuck off of me... or I walk.” He stared me in the eye only a few seconds longer before relinquishing his grip. If there was anything I caught on to in the seven months we’ve been seeing each other, if that’s even what you wanna call him dropping by for food, sex and quality conversation with a solid night’s rest, it’s that he actually greatly enjoyed having me in his life. He would never admit it, of course, being the poster boy for hypermasculinity; no way he’d display the level of emotion required to confess he liked me. But I picked up on it in subtle ways he probably doesn’t even notice. The way he throws his arm over me in his sleep, subconsciously keeping me in place with him. The way he came over and pretended it was just for sex, when we wouldn’t wind up having sex at all. The flowers he bought me, before throwing them to the wall in a rage. Most importantly, the way he wouldn’t stay gone long after a fight and would come back with his tail tucked in ready to apologize, afraid that would be the fight that finally scared me off and into the arms of someone else. I wasn’t using that to my advantage here, but I was letting him know what we both knew but never spoke of:
He wanted me around. He liked me.
I took a moment to allow oxygen to return to my lungs before I addressed him. “I pushed a button o’ yours with that little J-word?”
“What on Earth gave you that idea?” he asked sarcastically.
I nodded. “Fine. Noted. But I promise you, next time you use your words, because if you ever think about putting your hands on me again-”
“-Now you’re ending sentences with threats?”
“Guarantees, right?” I stalked to the corner of the kitchen and grabbed the broom that was wedged between the wall and my fridge then slammed it into his chest. “Dust pan behind the fridge,” was all I said before making my way to the bedroom.
“We’re not done-”
“-I am.” The moment I turned the corner out of the kitchen he was following me, the broom loudly clapping against the kitchen floor. The same hand that was just wrapped tightly around my throat was now finding its way around my waist along with his other one, pressing me to the wall. “Victor-“
“-I’ll getcha new flowers.”
“Fuck the flowers and fuck you.” He wasn’t hearing any of it. He grabbed my wrists and began making his way to the couch, my legs clumsily bumping into any and everything I walked towards.
“I’m not gonna pour my heart out an’ tell you all the fucked up things about me, if that’s what you’re waitin’ for me to do.”
“Mutant in human world. It’s not hard to figure out.”
“And I’m not tellin’ you the textbook of reasons I’m not holdin’ hands with him either.”
“And I’m not agreeing to stay away from him for your reasons and personal grudges unknown.”
“So maybe I didn’t make myself as clear as I thought.” Before I was aware the back of my legs bumped into the arm of my couch. I was desperate to create some sort of distance between us, so I fell backwards and wiggled away to the far opposite end of the couch. He stood at my feet and without breaking eye contact, lifted the loose black henley from his chest. He was possibly the only person I knew that could wear black and long sleeves in the peak of a summer in the city without breaking a sweat. But now wasn’t the time to be impressed by minor things.
“It’s too hot for this, too.”
“You tellin’ me no?”
“Yes!”
“Why?” he asked as he continued advancing in my direction, fumbling with the belt on his jeans as he kicked his shoes off.
“Because I don’t feel like it. You’re not about to makeup sex your way out of putting your hands on me, dick.”
He shrugged to himself. “You never turned it down before.”
“Well, you know what they say the definition of insanity is, right…”
“Doin’ the same shit, expecting different results.”
“And I want different results, Victor.”
“Fine. So let’s try somethin’ different.” Without a word or warning he bent down and scooped me up, a hand firmly resting under each of my thighs, my legs snaked around his waist. I thought he was headed towards the bedroom, but he took a surprising left turn to the apartment balcony, gripping me tightly before using a hand to open the sliding glass door. The humidity instantly smothered me, my glasses fogging from the shock of being exposed to the summer heat after leaving my air conditioned living room. He sat in one of the wicker seats of my patio set and placed me in his lap, lifting my sundress so I could straddle him free of obstruction. He placed me directly onto his cock and was not gentle about it; my head instantly fell back as a rush of air escaped my chest, my hands finding his neck.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
“Exactly.”
“Shut the hell up.” There was no time for playful banter. The sun had only just started to set, meaning there was still plenty daylight for us to be seen; this had to be quick. And quiet. Quiet would be the hard part without a doubt. With his help, I lifted my body up and down, his fingertips digging into my hips as he held tightly to my waist. “Holy shit, Vic.”
“Still think I’m jealous?”
I grinned to myself. “I dunno; you’re fuckin’ me like you got somethin’ to prove,” I teased. Clearly there was jealousy but I knew better than to answer him with a yes. But if jealousy is this good a sexual motivator, I’d be happy with this silver lining to our fight. He lifted my dress up more, enough for him to expose my tits and seize my right one with his mouth. My head fell back, a cry escaping me when I felt the sharp stab of his teeth on the mound of flesh. “Fuck!” He growled, his mouth vibrating slightly around my nipple.
“Ya still gonna run away and leave a note?” he asked, the heat from his mouth making toes curl.
“Never.” Unless he pushed me to it, of course.
I felt the pads of his fingertips press my scalp, my hair tightly intertwined in his digits as he pulled my head back and forced me to make eye contact. “Don’t threaten to walk again.”
I rolled my eyes. “Or else?” I mocked.
He shook his head, his pelvis ceasing, the rapid rise and fall of our chests the only movement remaining between us. “No. Just don’t.”
I stared at him a moment longer and simply nodded before standing and turning around, lifting my dress over my head, then taking the rusty balcony rail in my hands to steady myself. I turned to look at him; to my surprise he was already stroking himself in the absence of something else warm wrapped around his cock. “Whatcha waitin’ for?”
“Can’t enjoy the view?”
“Enjoy it any longer and I’m gonna melt.”
“Someone other than me hungry for it?” he said with a hard slap to my right cheek before roughly re-entering from behind, making me jerk forward into the hot metal rail. I grunted at the pain in effort not to be too loud and settled comfortably on him, my body fitting him like a glove. He was in no way gentle as he thrust himself in and out of me, primal grunts escaping his chest every time his hips rammed into my ass. My tits would surely be bruised the way I was uncomfortably pressed into the railing. I stared at the rusted and flaking metal coating of the bars beneath my arms and fought to keep my legs from collapsing beneath me, every bone in my limbs turning to apple sauce, my muscles sore and aching. If only this kind of workout kept me in shape and was doctor recommended. And quiet as I was, there was nothing I could do to muffle the loud smack that echoed in the air when Victor got slap happy, or the sound that came from my mouth as a result. The funny thing was, the more I tried to shush him, the more intensely he fucked me, and the more sound we both ended up making.
“Sss, holy fuck! Fuck fuck fuck, Vic! Shit!” I cried out, the restraint I had for my volume loosening. On a slower day I would have had a bit more self control, but I never lasted long, or quietly, when he was in a more animalistic mood.
“Mm, that’s right,” he grunted, digging his fingers into my hip bones. “Lemme have it, baby.” And before I knew it I did exactly that. My legs gave out beneath me and I fell to my knees, failing to hold myself up on the balcony railing any longer as I came. My moans were beyond stifling, and I felt nothing else, not even the pools of sweat pouring out of me. For just a moment I’d fallen into a deep well of ecstasy, my head throbbing from the mix of summer heat and pleasure, before I regained some composure to return the favor.
I grabbed the thin cushion from my patio chair and placed it at his feet and knelt before him, taking him into my mouth as deep as I could. As hungrily as I could. Without hesitation his hands flew to my head, cradling the back of my skull and maneuvering me to a pace of his pleasure. “Atta girl,” he encouraged. He knew I was a sucker for praise, and after being a complete asshole I was expecting him to lay it on with the ass kissing for the rest of the evening. Now he had me working like I was the jealous one, when really I was only in competition with myself; I wanted to see if I could make him cum quicker than any of the other times I did this. I worked my head in a swivel and both of my hands in opposing twisting motion, pulling him into me as far as I could without biting off more than I could chew. It was useless, however, since Victor was determined to push my head down way past my limits. His hips undulated as he thrust his dick deeper and deeper into my throat. He’d momentarily pause and hold his place before pulling out to allow me to draw air, all before repeating the process. “Look at me,” he demanded, which was all he needed to say for me to know what time it was. I stared upwards at him with his cock still in my mouth, my eyes glassy with tears, and he pushed himself deep into my throat one final time and pumped the tip of his dick at the back of my throat. He held eye contact for as long as he could before his head fell backwards, eyes slamming shut as I felt the muscles of his thighs tighten. He grunted a low, beastlike growl before I felt him release all he had to offer in my throat, the sensation slightly tickling. I slowly jerked his dick off for good measure to ensure I got him for every drop before swallowing the thick, sticky fluid, swirling my tongue around his tip before he removed himself from my mouth.
“Ah, Jesus fuck,” he sighed, his chest rising and falling as he tried to recover.
“I think I missed that Sunday school lesson.” He rolled his eyes and looked down at me, head still resting in his lap, before rising and extending a hand. I grabbed and he pulled me up, coming face to face with him and the wild grin plastered on his face. “Back inside before my ass gets covered in bug bites.”
“I could scratch it for ya,” he offered, running a claw harmlessly up my spine. I shivered and pushed away from him before round two threatened to begin, sliding the balcony door open, relieved once the ice cold air conditioning hit my chest.
“No thanks. But you absolutely can buy me another bouquet of flowers. And a vase, while you’re at it.”
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I’ve always been super intrigued by your Survivor posts and you’ve made me want to watch! What series would you recommend jumping into? There’s so many it’s a bit daunting!
oh g-d this is a big question
usually I tell people to start with season 7 (pearl islands) or season 12 (panama/exile island). I started with pearl islands so I know for a fact it's a great introductory season, early enough that the game is very straightforward but not so early that the show doesn't know what it's doing. iconic cast, fun pirate theme, very enjoyable winner. panama is a little more complicated in its mechanics, as it includes immunity idols and introduces exile, but it's still very easy to follow. another iconic cast. I feel a lot more Whatever abt the winner but like it's fine lmao. I've also heard a lot of people say that 18 (tocantins) is a good introductory season! some enduring survivor legends in that cast as well. all three of these seasons feature people who will go on to be recognizable by first name alone
(you COULD start with season 1, borneo, but you probably shouldn't... neither the players nor the show itself knew back then what the game was supposed to be. it's interesting to look back on now, when things have been established as they are for the last 22 years, but back then it was very... unformed, like clay.)
just, y'know... keep in mind that the older seasons are... old. pearl islands aired in 2003. panama in 2006. the show itself is, in a lot of ways, a time capsule. every season has an air of being very much Of Its Time. there's a scene in season 3 (africa, also a good season but potentially kinda boring) where for one of the reward challenges, the host gives the contestants his credit card, and there's a close-up shot of the credit card with all the numbers completely visible. you'd be fucking insane to do that in 2022 but in 2001 nobody gave a shit at all lmao
basically with survivor, the single-digit seasons can be kind of up and down, but they're mostly fun and watchable if you know what you're getting into (I'm literally doing a rewatch of season 4, marquesas, Right Now). I watched season 8 (all stars) immediately after watching pearl islands, with absolutely no idea who any of these returning players were, and still had a fun time (despite one episode that, um, most streaming platforms don't air, for very legitimate reasons w/r/t sexual harassment. on a similar note, do NOT watch season 5, thailand. don't watch it). the teens are almost universally good (17, gabon, is some of the worst survivor gameplay in the entire 41 seasons, but of all the dumpster fire seasons it's one of the most entertaining). the thing about the teens, though, is that some of the seasons are TOO good, and if you watch them first you either won't appreciate them for their brilliance or you'll be disappointed by other seasons. 15 (china) and 16 (micronesia/fans vs favorites) fall into this category. seasons 20 (heroes vs villains) and 28 (cagayan) are also in that category, as they're largely considered to be two of the best seasons in the entire show. the twenties are REALLY hit-or-miss. 21 (nicaragua) is on the same level as gabon. 22, 24, and 26 straight-up suck. I have mixed feelings about 23 tbh. 25, 27, 28, and 29 are very good. I don't think you should start with any of them. and I REALLY don't think you should start with any of the thirties. the thirties are headache-inducing. we're two seasons into the forties now and under no circumstances should you start with 40 (winners at war) or honestly even consider it until you've watched... like. MOST of the seasons that those players initially won lmao. and if I'm honest, 41 just ended in december and I feel like I'm not far enough removed from it to judge whether or not it'd be a good introduction to the series. probably not, though. they kept talking about stripping things back but it was VERY complex
hope this helps!! and if you do start watching survivor then I hope you have fun with it :3
if you have more questions or wanna talk abt anything more specific hmu, though I don't know how coherent I will be considering it's nearly 6 am lmao
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reviews of every movie i’ve seen in theaters lately, because this is what i do with my friday nights now. maybe spoilers or whatever if you care
-Elvis: i do genuinely believe austin butler made some faustian pact for an oscar because there’s no way that he managed to turn out a performance like that when his resume to that point consisted of supporting roles in Sharpay’s Fabulous Adventure and Vanessa Hudgens’ Coachella appearances. anyway it was unfortunately good, bc Baz Luhrmann is the hollywood purveyor of grandiose spectacle and tragicomic fairy tales, and for that end chooses his source material very well. costume design was objectively perfect, because of course it was. staging a montage representing elvis’s hollywood years to an instrumental britney spears mashup before punctuating it with the sound of a gunshot and cronkite’s voice announcing the assassination of MLK is probably one of the most insane creative choices i’ve seen on a screen and shows that baz knew exactly what kind of story he wanted to tell. the unfortunate part is that baz is also a wildly wealthy white australian who, despite a well-intended effort, was extremely out of his depth in trying to portray the nuanced realities of race in mid century america as they pertained to Elvis Presley’s career, but this effort still led to objectively the best musical scenes in the movie. stan yola and go stream her album right now. 8/10
-Don’t Worry Darling: literally so much fun. Harry Styles didn’t quite sell the character for me thru most of it, until the ending sort of gave some justification for why he might have come across as less than wholly convincing—but tbh i doubt that was an intentional performance choice. his press conference soundbite about how DWD “feels like a movie” got rightfully clowned on but it’s actually like. the most apt assessment of it lmao. definitely sets you up to know there’s gonna be some big shocking final twist, and while idk how i feel about it, at least it kind of resolved my biggest issue throughout watching most of it which is the glaring fact that not a single person in this movie convincingly looks like they’re from the 1950s. everyone in the movie has a face that knows about texting and the costume design doesn’t help either, literally like an online brain poisoned person’s mental image of what 1950s suburbia looks like, so that works. messy plot that didn’t really know what to do with itself. nevertheless Miss Flo ate and left no crumbs, as the kids say. also the supposed controversy abt the behind-the-scenes drama was one of the first truly enjoyable entertainment news cycles in a good long while. not a great film but genuinely a great time. 7/10
SMILE: viscerally creepy at a few scenes but that’s rly all there is. freaky premise on the surface but overall not very good and didn’t have anything to say about its central theme of trauma that hasn’t already been said much more effectively by plenty of other, much better movies. 3/10
Pearl: slapped, went absolutely insane, spoke to the soul, talented brilliant amazing showstopping spectacular never the same un-afraid to reference or not reference etc etc. never seen X and don’t particularly care to bc there’s truly nothing i could ever imagine in any way adding to what that movie did for me. didn’t breathe once during mia goth’s entire 8 minute monologue, literally exited the theater feeling like that “girls with they ____” meme, in the best way. she named her murderous pet gator after Theda Bara. absolutely zero notes. 10000/10
Moonage Daydream: A good movie to go see with your mom, if your mom’s celebrity crush growing up was David Bowie. 9/10
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8th MEMEBR OF BTS
• STAGE NAME: Kim Yvonne (김 이본)
• BIRTH NAME: Park Chanelle
• BIRTHDAY: December 31st, 1995
• HEIGHT: 5"9
• PROFESSION: K-pop Idol
• GROUP: BTS
• LABEL: Big Hit
• POSITION: Lead Vocalist, Visual,Sub-rapper, writer, producer.
• DEBUT DATE: June 13th, 2013
• FACE CLAIM: seunghwibaby on ig
• VOICE CLAIM: Madison Beer+Ariana Grande. Rap voice claim: Lisa (BP)
EXTRA INFO ABOUT KIM YVONNE
• NICKNAMES: vonnie, nellie, baby, Big Hit's princess
• TALENTS: can play drums, electric guitar and piano.
• HIDDEN TALENTS: can hold her breath for 4 minutes, is very felixible, excellent at volleyball and basketball.
• LOVE LIFE: is currently single, has 4 exes.
• SUBLINGS: 1 twin brother, Park Jongin.
• SEXUALITY: she's bisexual
• AESTHETIC: femme fatale
• HER PERSONALITY: she's the sweetest little thing ever. everyone's first impression of her was 'bubbly, adorable and sweet'. she's extremely selfless and is constantly putting others before herself in any situation even if she's at a disadvantage. very smart, a little introverted. can be really quite or really loud, no in-between. can seem cold on the outside but she's the warmest person on the inside. broken gen z humor. clingy baby, loves skinship.
• was diagnosed with ADHD Inattentive was she was 13, anxiety and depression when she was 19.
• is unsecure about her looks
• fake maknae
• has three awards on her solo project
• her voice is on the deep side but she can go really high
• MUSIC GENRE: loves pop, RnB and Trap.
• PETS: two chow chow dogs, Oliver and Sirius Black.
• TATTOOS: A sun and a Cresent on her hand, a cloud on her middle finger and ARMY'S shield on her ring finger, 'kookie'on her wrist, a heart in her palm, and a ⁷ behind her ear
• PIERCINGS: three on each ear, nose piercing.
• SOLO PROJECTS: 'Selenophilia' three singles and 10 songs in total.
'Venus Records' two singles and 9 songs in total
CELEBRITY CRUSHES:
• People Crushing On KYV:
• Jackson Wang (GOT7), Wooyoung and Seonghwa (ATEEZ), GRAY and Jay Park (AOMG), Jennie Kim (BLACKPINK), Chan and Han (STRAY KIDS), KAI (EXO).
• Crushes KYV has:
• Seonghwa (ATEEZ), Wonho, Jay Park, Hwasa (MAMAMOO), Jennie Kim (BLACKPINK), Madison Beer, Yeonjun (TXT).
A GUIDE TO THE SHIPS: withing BTS
VONJOON/RAPVON
• 45% family, 55% romance
• fourth biggest ship in K-pop.
• she's his baby, you can't convince me otherwise.
• she looks up to namjoon alot.
• king and queen of destruction
• writing duo
• calling eachother 'honey' platonically
• too many inside jokes
• can be annoying, because who ever is around them WILL third wheel.
• "BTS and the world third wheeling joon and vonnie for 25 minutes straight" videos
• back massages because carrying the music industry is painful
• they trust eachother so much
• will always spill to eachother about their worries.
• the respect is through the roof
• love for days
• vonjoon/ rapvon stans are either rock hard or soft af
• HUGS
• this man is a giant and the hight difference is just enough for him to scoop her up in his arms and squeeze the life out of her.
• they can carry smart conversations most of the time, but not all the time
• "joon, what's the difference between horses and donkeys?"
• "°_°"
• "deadass"
• wholesome relationship :)
SEOKVON/ VONJIN
• 70% family, 30% romance
• will babie her, he must babie her.
• he's so protective of his wittle vonnie
• is always checking up on her.
• he thinks she's the most precious angel in the world that need to be rocked to sleep and fed every couple of hours.
• gives everyone normal cups, but Yvonne get a sippy cup with sunflower prints on it.
• THEY LOUD AS HELL OH MY GOD
• one can spot their shenanigans from a mile away.
• a lot of "Jin and von being chaotic neutral" for an hour straight videos
• he taught her how to fish
• cooking buddies
• making cookies at 3 in the morning
• crackhead energy that fills up a tank
• will shamelessly stock up tampons and pads for her
• THE LOVE IS CONTAGIOUS
• INFECTIOUS LOVE
• sibling fights for no reason
• seokvon/vonjin stans are the softest ever
• wholesome babies
MINVON/ VONGI
• 65% family, 35% romance
• IS VERY VERY PROTECTIVE OF HER.
• has the biggest soft spot for her
• he's her little meow meow
• they go fishing together (w/ Jin)
• she has the passcode to his studio
• PRODUCER DUO
• the amount of unreleased tracks is insane.
• he pretends he doesn't like her hugs, but in reality he instantly melts in her arms.
• the only person he'll let cuddle him.
• deep convos
• stargazing
• sharing bandanas
• not a lot of skinship
• keeping eachother entertained during award shows
• WIGGLY YOONGI DANCE TOGETHER
• gummy smiles :')
• minvon/vongi stans are soft and well fed
• playing basketball together
• armys making "suga and yvonne being babies" compilation videos
• they're the type of duo who you be in a room doing literally whatever and someone you'd walk in, stare at them and slowing retreat thinking they just walked into some cult activities
• silently take care of eachother
• smallest acts of intimacy
• tiny babies
JUNGVONNIE/VONHOPE/HOVI
• 50% family, 50%romance
• team chaos
• THE ULTIMATE DANCE DUO OH MY GOD
• doing the weirdest things ever without questioning it
• compliments that turn into, "no u, no u, NO I SAID YOU"
• he's secretly her favourite
• yvonne and hobi are basically what its like to mix gummy bears, skittles, rainbow belts and honey. SWEETNESS AND HAPPINESS AND SUNSHINE ALL AROUND UWU
• THE VOLUME IS ASTRONOMICAL
• but like thank god one of them has an iq above 6
• the amount of "hobi and voni being rays of sunshine" for 30 minutes straight videos is insane
• Comfort Inn ™
• CUDDLES
• she will cling to him as if he's the last human alive.
• they're in their own universe almost all the time
• jungvonnie/vonhope/hovi stan are so soft if they see a video of hobi and voni laughing they will cry
• loveliest relationship
TAEVON/ 2V/ VONHYUNG
• 20% family, 80% romance
• third biggest ship in K-pop
• they get a little too hot on stage
• she's his favourite person
• she makes him feel so safe
• the walking memes
• GUCCI EVERYWHERE
• being weird together
• always teamed up in any situation
• DEEP VOICE DUO
• dog parents
• yeontan, Oliver and Sirius are literal siblings
• coffee 'dates'
• actual fashion icons
• king and queen of resting bitch faces
• skinship at its finest
• a new dating rumor every other day it's not even shocking at this point
• they are always taking naps somewhere, can be backstage, can during an award show, can be during practice, doesn't matter. naps.
• they're always there for eachother, mentally and physically.
• "tae and vonnie being adorable for 10 minutes straight" videos
• t r u s t
• are always playing with each others hair
• taevon/2V/vonhyung stans are either hardcore af or soft af
• sweetest relationship
( i can't add a jimin gif due to a limit in submitting)
JIVON/VONMIN/2PARK
• 2% family, 98% romance
• biggest ship in K-pop
• they're always together no matter what
• skinship to the literal max
• holding hands, cheek kisses, cuddling, hugs, sitting on each other's laps, all of it.
• matching hair colours.
• they're either being the tiniest babies together or everyone's OTP, no in between.
• 'power couple' at award shows, matching outfits, dance solos, harmonizing together, they got it.
• all over eachother on stage, as if no one is watching.
• Yvonne 'platonically' calls jimin baby, but he blushes everytime.
• him calling her noona
• they don't give the army the chance to breath, because they are never here to play
• they have the most iconic lines that genuinely sound like fake subs
• que the "jimin and yvonne being a married couple for 20 minutes straight" videos
• they are either really chill or hella energetic
• the jivon/vonmin/2park stans are probably the hardest stans in the fandom.
• sweethearts :')
( I can't add a jungkook gif)
VONKOOK/ JEONVONNIE
• 10% family, 90% romance.
• second biggest ship in K-pop
• golden maknaes
• vocal duo
• "_____ hyung won't scold us"
• they're banana milk addicts
• poutty bunnies
• she's literally kookie's role model
• he always has his head on her shoulder
• they have several matching tattoos (a heart on their palms, he has 'vonnie' on his wrist and she has 'kookie' her wrist, and a '⁷' behind their ears).
• they're always covering songs together
• crackhead energy is through the roof
• they are the chaotic good/evil
• hands all over eachother all the time
• on stage
• during practice
• on vlives
• awards shows, whatever
• fancams of their solo performances always tend to go viral
• whenever they're are in the same room, just know something is going to get spoiled. always.
• king and queen of highnotes
• "jungkook and yvonne being BTS' babies" videos
• they (+tae) are rapline's biggest fans
• the weird drunkies
• they are always eating something, can be ramen, can be an unpeeled banana, you never know.
the vonkook/jeonvonnie stans are the most confused turned on stans ever, but they are quite well fed.
( lmao I hope u liked this)
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Just watched an hour and a half long video about the whole timeline of all the games (including SB it's very recent) and wow I thought people were exaggerating when they talked about William constantly coming back but wow he really does not die 😭 also Ballora is the mom according to the video but wow there's so much that you can't really figure out on your own bc of the order the games are in ... I didn't know the second bite incident (I believe the bite of 87) was caused by Mangle I feel really bad for all of them 😭 especially Charlotte (Henry's daughter) and Evan (crying child) and also the marionette part lowkey made me tear up ?? Like it was designed to protect Charlotte yet it failed bc of William and those kids ugh poor kids 😣 but the way the story just ... twists?? Like you have all the games consistent with the Henry/William partnership, William's kids dying and Henry wanting to set the kids free or whatever up until Help Wanted and Security Breach where it's just all about Vanessa all of a sudden 💀 tbh I feel like the games could've stopped before SB and it would've been fine lore-wise but I'm not complaining 🤡 I really love Chica's design in Security Breach and her voice is very cute too but yeah idk the glitchtrap thing threw me off for a bit lmao why does it look like that 💀 wow I rly used to just watch people play these games for entertainment without thinking about the plot 😭 I'm kinda glad I only got into the lore now tho since it's actually all put together but I could talk about it forever it's just so ??? Like it actually sounds like a horror story rather than just games with jumpscares and nothing else yk
OMG i watched like half of it .. still now finished yet though ITS 1 HOUR LONG I SNSHWJ i’ll watch it nexy week maybe 😆 and yes william really meant it when he said he always comes back.. like ok peepaw u do ur thing ig 🙄 yas ballora is their mom…. william made her based of her and that’s kind of …😥unsettling ngl. yeah the game released are apparently not in order so it really confuses everyone including me😞😞 AND YEA!! i didnt knew before that bite of 87 was caused by mangle but now that i think of it that must’ve been bad ☹️ i really sympathize over the dead children .. like. all of them. they died just to get stuffed??? like theyre children pls what😭 yea marionette’s story was sad 😢 (i will be honest i cried alot watching the storyline. of fnaf bye) yea i was kinda confused why suddenly help wanted is all about vanessa but its okay… ig??😨 i dont mind if the game stopped anywhere but can we stop having that peepaw pls!!!!! so tired of him ugh🙄 OMG chica liker????? i lovee her design its soo cute!!! she’s been my fave since the first game LNDKWMW help. GLITCHTRAP LOOKS SO????😭😭 ew. why it be looking like that………….. help😭 i never really got into the lore before until like. the 4th game cause of the bite of 83 and suddenly i just started binge watching the lore videos again… and i mean like almost all of them that i cant grasp which is which 😭 it’s fun though, i’m really glad that a horror game with jumpscares has like , insane lore.. enjoy it lots
#cherry pink writings#omg fnaf talk again#IM SORRY FOR THE CONSTANT BRAINROT TALK#i (dont promise) we’ll talk about thirsts.. soon#forgive me. i am in an intense brainrot
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Just watched 91 Days
Yet another anime I watch because of the opening song.
A dude wants to get revenge on the mafia family who murdered his entire family 7 years ago by getting close to them and killing them one by one.
If only I didn't have a life to do I'd really binge this in one sitting lmao
I've known this anime exists for years but despite being interested I couldn't bring myself to watch it because I knew this kind of story has nothing but pain yet I'd still get attached somehow and I'd get hurt in the end as the result.
It turns out, this kind of story has nothing but pain yet I still get attached somehow and get hurt in the end as the result.
Your typical mafia gangster revenge criminal show, complete with the all possible cliches of its genre, except in anime format. Seriously, the atmosphere, the soundtrack, the settings, even the logo, all scream “MAFIA SHOW.” I feel like actually watching western gangster show instead of a Japanese anime.
Seriously tho who names the town "Lawless"? Why would any decent person live in a town named "Lawless"??
*Wheeze* I know this was out in 2016 but I can't ignore that one of the main casts looks and acts like FGO's Napoleon but his goddamn name is Nero lmaoo. Thank God he doesn't go umu umu on me.
For all their shortcomings, I like all the major characters. Except Don Orco, fuck that guy. But if you ask me who is my most favorite, surprisingly (or maybe not), it's Corteo. Dude just wants to study in school, not become a mafioso. He's like, normal, if a little bit too meek. I mean, helping your bff who comes back after 7 years with his vengeance but still questioning if it's really worth it is pretty much on the middle side. Not blindly loyal, not self-serving either. Also I can't believe he and FGO's Wodime share the same VA? He sounds so soft and nothing like the latter?? Soma Saito, the range you have...
What do you mean Nero is only 21?? And was only 14 by the time of the Lagusa murders?? He looks at least 25. I like how much of a jolly guy he is that sometimes I wonder how is he a mafia? At least until the second half, that is. "Avilio is like an empty shell. I will find him a reason to live." Wow dude. That's some heavy declaration.
Avilio is... Avilio. Your classic For-Vengeance! anti hero who becomes the very thing he despises but he most likely doesn't care either way.
See, why I was afraid to watch this anime is because I knew the protagonist will get close to the antagonist and they will forge an amazing bond. For the latter, it's genuine but for the former, it's fake. It's just a painful thing to watch when you know from both sides.
On the other side, I love how Corteo-Avilio relationship is portrayed, and unlike Avilio-Nero, I know it's sincere from the both of them and it's just sweet. Their faling out scene is one of my favs too because at that point, they both have had it and it's because they care about each other.
For Avilio, Corteo (and his beer recipe) is both the key to get anyone into his side and a target for the others, so losing him would endanger his revenge goal and whatever sanity he has left, while having him around would be risky and means more work, not to mention the questionings. Corteo himself is worried for Avilio, is jealous of his bond with Nero despite knowing it's fake, and to be fair Avilio involves him in his personal agenda under the pretext of "brotherhood" and is trying to wave everything with money. But it's clear that from the beginning to the end, they are loyal to each other.
Fango is batshit insane and while I love how Ep8 turns out, honestly he is entertaining lol.
Vanno is done so dirty even though I like him a lot.
I love how fucking wrecked Avilio looks after ep 10 and it just doesn't get better. He sure spirals down really fast it's quite eerie.
I did say I got attached and hurt but it wasn't as deep as I thought it'd be.
They should probably dig more of the past of the central characters instead of simply mentioning it. Like say, they could have shown Avilio's life for the past 7 years or how Nero fared with the mafia life given that he wasn't that fond of it but still devoted himself to protect the family pride. Weird, because many other aspects of the casts' characterizations (hobbies, abilities, tendencies, relationships) are usually shown instead of told.
Well following the cliches of the genre, Fio the girl of the family is set up to marry the political rival and after her role is done, she is shipped away. She could have more to do with the plot than this. Even though I like her initiatives to get the brothers work together...
I love religious badass characters because of rule of cool. And in this setting, I can watch them recite prayers, sign cross, go to mass, and I can honestly say "What's all that for? Y'all just gonna commit atrocities again anyway." and I love the irony in it.
I'll never look at lasagna the same way again.
For the kind of revenge story that focuses on how ugly revenge is, I like this show's execution and exploration. There is nothing new, but it plays its cards nicely.
So I was listening to TK on Spotify and Signal is fucking amazing. Its popularity is directly behind the legendary Unravel and Katharsis, even. Then I found out it's actually the op song for this anime, which is what finally spurred me into watching it. The power of a song, indeed.
Tl;dr What do you mean it's been only 91 Days I thought it was an entire year?? They got done in by a guy they've known for just, like, a season??
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