#a bunch of fuckin weirdos

[faunandfloraas]

Criticising korean fans when they do something actually dodgy is all fine and good, should go for anyone who does invasive or weird, shit but also the amount of times now I see (usually western) fans just being like. Blatantly xenophobic and racist. Pretty much being like Yuck korean fans.... ?????? You're obsessed with a KOREAN POP ACT? why are you saying Korea like it's a slur you weirdo

[gaylittolfreak]

sees a homestuck post on reddit

wonders why the comments are fucking atrocious

oh its english pumpkin party that makes sense

[sashasparrow]

every time i see one of those posts about how incurious usamericans are (with a heavy salting of "oh poor us they don't teach us anything we are so uniquely oppressed") i want to scream like. we are not all like this the MAJORITY of us are not so goddamn deliberately ignorant but those of us who are fucking regular about other countries aren't bragging about it because it is so normal that it isn't worth mentioning

like goddamn, world history is a required class at most high schools. stop blaming the government for the fact that you slept through third period.

[uniformbravo]

i love tsurune i love tsurune i love tsurune i love tsurune i

[suzukiblu]

Day one of February’s second weekly WIP behind the cut; “mistaken identities and interdimensional refugees”. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

Kon sighs, then dusts his hands off and eyes Croc’s unconscious body, debating how the fuck he’s supposed to handle this situation. Fuck knows where the cops are, and there’s already a bunch of civilians taking pics and shit of him, so he really doesn’t wanna wait for ‘em. Also, like, explaining why he committed aggravated assault on a giant crocodile dude to the cops does not sound like his favorite time anyway, especially Gotham cops. He technically does have an emergency comm on him, but it’s obviously not tuned into any of the local Bat-channels and he doesn’t really know if he’d be able to sync it up to ‘em. 

Admittedly, Alfred is like, half a block down the street with a cell phone and probably already told his boss literally everything that just happened, but still. 

Actually, speaking of Alfred . . .

Kon refocuses his hearing back towards the limo, and hears–

“Wowwwww,” Jon says from the backseat, sounding awed about . . . something–who knows what, given he’s like ten and Kon doesn’t even know the grown-ass version of him well enough to know what kind of shit the dude thinks is impressive–and Alfred makes a little “hm” sound. 

“Mr. Kent, I do hope you’ve got an ear out,” he says, which even if Kon didn’t would’ve caught his attention pretty quick. “The police have an estimated time of arrival at two and a half minutes, and they were informed to come equipped for Killer Croc. Please do retreat out of the public eye for now, though I’m sure Master Bruce would appreciate the consideration if you wouldn’t mind keeping a bit of an eye on the situation until they have Mr. Jones secured. We’ll rendezvous with you on Pearl Street in seven minutes.” 

There is literally no version of Bruce Wayne that has ever “appreciated” a single thing Kon has ever considered in his life, except maybe for that one weirdo in Hypertime who’d definitely just wanted a Robin that was bombproof this time, but whatever. Kon nods once, short and sharp, and then takes off with superspeed in the opposite direction from Croc and the fucked-up street, if not Super-speed. That he saves ‘til he ducks into a conveniently out-of-sight alley, shoves the security camera over the emergency exit in the back of it askew with his TTK, and then takes off straight up into the air too fast for human eyes to follow. 

He should’ve avoided tearing up the street like that, probably, even if Croc and his boys had already fucked it up pretty bad. Didn’t mean he needed to go making shit worse. He’s maybe a little stressed, but he fucking knows better. 

Ugh. 

Kon hangs out above the heavy gray smog and cloud cover, wishing there were some sun up here instead of just moonless night, and keeps one ear focused on Croc and the other half-paying attention to the limo, just in case. The cops do in fact show up in two and a half minutes, and by then Alfred’s already taken Jon and the limo most of the way to Pearl Street. Kon can hear Jon chattering excitedly about something and Alfred at least making some more little “hm” sounds in response, though he doesn’t focus in enough to eavesdrop. Rude, for one thing, and also a distraction he should be avoiding anyway. 

He waits around to make sure they get Croc locked up nice and secure in the heavy-duty restraints and armored truck they brought without him waking up and taking anyone’s head off or anything like that, and it goes surprisingly smoothly for Gotham, though the cops have a fuckin’ time of it getting Croc’s K.O.’ed ass into the back of the truck. Kon would be more concerned about the possibility of a head injury with the guy staying out for so long, but a quick X-ray glance already cleared him for at least the first-aid level basics, so like, it’s probably that weird “toxic mobility” thing Tim was talking about that time he was explaining Croc’s whole thing to him. Or–no, “tonic”, and “immobility”. Whatever, he just knows Croc usually stays out longer than a baseline human would and it’s not a concern. Just some weird side effect of his whole . . . everything, basically. 

This is not in any way his circus or even his monkeys, but hey, why not be the interdimensional version of neighborly? Like, just while he’s in the reality and all. Lend the local Bats a cup of sugar, metaphorically-speaking. Batman’s gonna bitch about him doing it and how he handled it the first second he sees him, obviously–even after Alfred asked him to do it, he’ll definitely bitch–but whatever. He wasn’t gonna let anybody get hurt just because Batman gets pissy when vigilantes without any Bat-branding exist in his territory. 

So yeah, he waits around.

[nami-moittli]

Thinking about my Twst x Minecraft AU again so here’s some random anecdotes from that:

_—_—_

*Ruggie singing Hot To Go by Chappell Roan while chopping down trees*

*Another voice joins in. Ruggie stops for a moment as Kalim continues singing*

*The two then proceed to sing the song together while getting wood*

_—_—_

Leona, talking to his chat: “Why do I play with them if I hate them so much?”

Leona: Okay, come here, listen up, I’m going to tell you a secret:

Leona, whispering really close to the mic: I don’t actually hate them. If most of us actually hated each other, we wouldn’t be playing Minecraft together

Leona, speaking normally again: We were all friends before this, with people occasionally bringing new people into our group chat, and one day we decided ‘Hey, we all like watch Minecraft and stuff, why not make a SMP? We have enough people for it’

Leona: We all hate each other as a joke. It’s funny to us

Leona: “Who brought in famous in famous actor and model Vil Schoenheit?”

Leona: Oh fuck, I dunno. Rook, I think?

Leona: Yeah, he’s enough of a freak for that, yeah

Leona: Fuckin’ weirdo

_—_—_

Ace: Hey! Hey Riddle! Look at this!

*Riddle looks over at him. Ace makes direct eye contact (as much as you can with block people) pulls out a shovel and starts digging straight down*

*Riddle takes a deep breath, calmly takes out his sword, and jumps down the hole*

Ace: WAIT! WAIT I’M SORRY-

{Xx_-TrumpofHearts-_xX was slain by QueenRulebookofHearts using [Off With Your Head]}

{CrimsonSlumber: lol}

_—_—_

*In the end, about to face the ender dragon*

Lilia: Does anyone else think about how tragic the ender dragon is? I mean, when you kill her, she drops her egg. There’s no other dragons. Just her and her baby. And you kill her and take her child as a reward. Where’s her mate? Gone? Dead? Who knows. Certainly not us.

Everyone else: …

Lilia and Ace at the same time: Anyway, let’s go kill this thing!/I’m going to push you off this ledge

Lilia: Please don’t, I don’t want to lose all my stuff

Deuce: Does anyone remember Purple Shep?

Malleus: I’m actually the son of the Ender Dragon

Leona: Is that really the lore that you want to make right now? Right before we kill her?

Malleus: Ah-

Sebek: At the very least he’s a Ender Dragon

Silver: Yeah, he’s definitely an Ender Dragon

Ruggie, snickering: So what I’m hearing is that your dad got custody in the divorce

Jamil: Ah, so you’re killing her for making her deal with your dad, I see, I see

Vil: That feels a bit extreme for that…

Idia: TBH ya’ll are talking like a bunch of people who don’t know you respawn the Ender Dragon lol

Lilia: Oh shit really?

Malleus, chuckling: Oh, yes, that’s it. I’m going to kill her and bring her back to life as revenge for my father

Cater: I cannot wait for the fan reception to this, they’re going to go crazy over this lore drop

Ortho: I’m going to go crazy over this lore drop!

_—_—_

I think that’s about all? For now at least lol, I hope these were funny! Not sure if I’ll keep Ace and Riddle’s usernames tho

[thelovelyruin]

 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖘.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 : choso x fem reader 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓 : choso has had a crush on you for oh so long.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓 : smut, porn with plot, vaginal sex, oral sex, praise, love, teasing, fingering, edging, (emotional choso lmao).

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖙 : 5.5K

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 : inspired by lyrics from white roses by charli xcx.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘 : hello lovelies, thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoy it, if so, follow me for more. au revoir!

18+ MDNI ADULT CONTENT

Maybe my only light, don't you recognize you're the only one I want?

Choso knew for a while now that he was in love with liked you. How could he not? Not when you’re always sparkling in every room you walk in, and all he wanted was for you to be his firecracker. It didn’t go unnoticed that guys on campus practically throw themselves at you, acting like dogs whenever you wore a particularly short skirt or a tight top, he knew cause he was looking too. Unfortunately for him, you pretty much had him in the friend zone. To be fair, it’s not like he’s made a move yet, so how were you supposed to know? Well, that didn’t stop you from referring to him as a mutual friend while talking to other people. Now, the one person who did know he liked you was his brother, Yuuji.

“Dude, you better tell her before she gets a boyfriend, then you’re really gonna be hurt.”

“Shut the fuck up, Yuuji.”

“C’mon, you know I’m right.”

And he was. When Choso caught wind that you had a thing for Megumi, (which was debunked because he made Yuuji ask you and you told him no), he pretty much wanted to throw up. Not that Megumi was a bad guy or anything, he was your best friend after all, and Choso was just related to Yuuji, who was Megumi’s best friend. His proximity to you was short, while Megumi and you talked all the time. He started thinking about what it would be like to be that close to you, inhaling your scent, seeing your smile when he spoke to you, the way your chest moves up and down when you breath. Then, he realized that kinda made him sound like a fuckin’ weirdo, so he stopped.

Now, he was in hell a bus with a bunch of other people in your friend group, headed to the mountains for a ski trip. It’s not like he didn’t like your friends or anything like that, it’s more so jealousy that the only thing he’s ever been able to say to you is a measly, hey, when Yuuji introduced you to him. That and Megumi and Todo were arguing, about what, exactly? Women. Megumi expressed that he wasn’t picky, which was the catalyst for Todo telling him he has to take what he can get cause he’s so stand-offish. So, now they were going back and forth about Megumi’s ability to pull. And, it was giving Choso a damn headache.

“Hey there, Choso!”

Cold like ice, petrified, lovin' what you're doin' to me.

Choso nearly shit himself the second he turned to his left and you were sitting in the seat with him.

“Um, hey.”

He hated himself for how awkward he sounded. He was too worried about the fact that you never really talked to him, but that was his own fault really. All the times he’s gotten the opportunity to talk to you, walking around campus, parties, and he’s never taken the chance. So much so, Yuuji came to him and asked if he had something against you, which sparked the conversation where he told Yuuji he actually had feelings for you. Then came Yuuji’s antics.

“I know you’re chillin’ over here by yourself, but I wanted to come say hi!”

You looked around the bus, seeing the chaos running amuck.

“I’m sorry about them, Yuuji told me when there’s too much going on, it kinda bothers you, but I can totally get them to shut up, if you want.”

He was gonna fuckin’ kill him. Now, his mind was boggling. What else had Yuuji told you? Lord knows he couldn’t keep his damn mouth closed, for all he knew, Yuuji had went ahead and told you he likes you.

“He said that huh? What else?”

“He also told me that you’re a little shy, but you warm up once you get more comfortable! If there’s anything I can do to help you out, just let me know, kay?”

He was scorching at this point. Why the fuck would he tell you that? As much as Choso wanted to give Yuuji a piece of his mind, his brain wasn’t really working. Because now, he was able to get a good look at you. Pink tinted lip gloss that accentuated your already pretty lips, and that perfume you were wearing, you smelled like a piece of strawberry cake. And he wanted a damn slice.

“Do yo mind if I stay back here with you? I’d rather not go up there and hear them bicker.”

“Uh, um…sure.”

You were infectious. He could feel himself practically light up when you asked him that, you wanted to sit with him? He must be dreaming and he knew he was when he saw you begin to take off your jacket.

“Know it’s cold outside, but this jacket is just way too hot for this bus. Hold it for me?”

Choso obliged immediately, the jacket served as a cover for the tent growing in his pants. Of course today of all days, you wear a v-neck shirt, your tits practically spilling out the fabric and talking to him. If he was hearing things correctly, they were begging him to free them from their captivity. He quickly snapped out of it when you began resting your head on his shoulder.

“Gonna take a nap, kay?”

This was gonna be a long fuckin’ ride.

White roses in the snow, never let me go.

When you guys got to the lodge, Choso exhaled deeply, removing his headphones and preparing for a long day. He had wanted to take a nap on the bus, but all he could think about was your pretty little head on his shoulder, and how it might be the last time. So, he relished in the moment, sighing when you stirred awake. You turned and gave him a little smile, followed by a yawn as you reached for your jacket. Everyone began to walk out of the bus, you were shortly behind, but you forgot you left your purse in the front row of the bus. As Choso walked up behind you, you were about to panic.

“I can’t find my purse anywhere! Did I leave it somewhere else?”

You began to check under the seat, giving Choso a front row view of your ass, stretched out by your insulated leggings. You were driving him crazy. The drive up was already enough for him, but now your ass perked in the air? He was practically edging himself. He knew he probably shouldn’t be looking, but he was mesmerized as you shifted around looking for your-

“Looking for this?”

You jumped up, looking at Megumi holding up your bag. With the assumption that you’d probably forget it, he went ahead and grabbed it to meet you outside the bus.

“Ooo, thanks Megs! You know you could’ve told me you had it!”

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry bout that.”

With that, you grabbed your bag from him and smiled, proceeding off the bus. Choso was stuck, still in awe, but as Megumi was walking off the bus, he shot him a menacing look. Had he caught Choso staring at your ass? Probably. Shit, was he gonna tell you? Choso panicked a bit but took a deep breath and took his exit off the bus. If Megumi was gonna tell you, he deserved it, he had no business looking at you like that. But fuck, was it hard.

Lyin' in your bed and movin' slow, takin' off our clothes, givin' you it all.

Everyone piled into the cabin, which was pretty damn nice for a vacation rental. Everyone had a room fortunately, and there was a hot tub out on the back patio. While the girls went to find their rooms, the guys stayed behind to help with bags. As Choso went to pick up his and a black suitcase that was closest to him, Yuuji intercepted him. With a wink, Yuuji handed him a bubblegum pink suitcase. 

“A gift, for you.”

Choso rolled his eyes at him and took the bag, still upset with him for the things he told you. Walking through the halls, he looked for your room, wondering if you were still walking around. When he couldn’t find you, he sat your suitcase down in the room at the end of the hallway, seemingly empty.

“Why thank you, kind sir!”

He turned to see you in the doorway, giving him one of those bright smiles. You looked around confused for a bit, like you were looking for something. Then, Megumi walked into the room with his bags, and of course, your makeup bag. Why hadn’t he thought of that? Megumi shot Choso a confused look that said what the fuck are you doing here?.

“Sorry Megs, this room is off the market!”

“Oh no, whatever will I do? I’ll go find another room, but here, you forgot your makeup case.”

“Awe, we can share the room you know!”

Choso cleared his throat, causing the two of you to look at him. Him and Megumi were both obviously taken aback by your offer, causing you to chuckle at them.

“Awe, I was just kidding, duh! Megs, if you sleep with me, people may get ideas. Promiscuous ideas.”

You gave him a smirk and laughed at his flustered reaction. Choso had to contain himself. You had blatantly friend-zoned Megumi, right in front of him. Then, there was the look of defeat on his face that made Choso nearly jump for joy. Not that he was praying on his downfall or anything, but seeing Megumi lose this little game made him pretty damn excited.

“That goes for you too, Choso! Things like that are how rumors start.”

Now, Choso felt like shit. And it didn’t help that Megumi was now smirking at him with a look that said welcome to the friend-zone, bitch. It’s not like Choso got the idea that he would be sleeping with you, but it didn’t feel very good that you dismissed the possibility altogether. Even more reason to carry on, there was no chance he was admitting his feelings to you now. After that, you kicked them both out, preparing for a day at the lodge.

All I need is you and me alone. Love is like a rose and baby, let it grow.

Once you guys were done at the slopes, it was evening time. Everyone had decided to cook for dinner. Much like a potluck, all of you made something with ingredients you brought from home. Nobara’s pasta salad was pretty good, and Inumaki’s onigiri wasn’t half-bad, but the best thing was your brownies. A little known fact about Choso is that he loves sweets. That’s why when he tried your brownies, he nearly scarfed the whole thing down. You got the perfect texture, rich and fluffy with a decadent chocolate. You noticed him eating one and walked over, a blush on your face.

“So, how do you like them?”

“They’re delicious.”

“Really? You think so?”

“Yeah, good job.”

You were beaming now, so proud of your baking. Choso felt really good, satisfied in the fact that he made you feel that way. Maybe he wasn’t always a fuck up.

“Hey, we’re about to do spin the bottle! You two playing?”

Maki had walked up to ask you, a slight look of annoyance on her face, it was obvious she wasn’t interested in playing, probably dragged into it by Nobara. But, that all changed when she saw the optimistic look on your face, her dread turning into a smile.

“Uh, duh! Sounds fun, you’re coming right, Choso?”

It’s not like he had much of a choice, because before you even finished your sentence, you were dragging him over to the living room. He didn’t really wanna play, but damn, he was happy you were touching him.

“So, we spin it and whoever you land on, you have to kiss. Sounds good? Okay great.”

Mai hadn’t given anyone a chance to answer the question, cause to be frank, she didn’t really care. All of you sat in a circle now, couch and chairs moved back to accommodate everyone’s seating arrangements. Choso sat next to Yuuta on the opposite side of the circle, while Yuuji sat between you and Megumi. At least Megumi wasn’t sitting next to you. Mai crawls over and spins the bottle first, landing on Todo.

“Hell no.”

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“It means hell no! I’m not kissing you.”

As her and Todo sent killer looks at each other, Yuuta went ahead and spun the bottle, landing on Maki, who was blushing like crazy. Everyone knew Yuuta had a thing for Maki, but it was a surprise when Maki kissed him back. After cheers and howls from the others, they sat back in their positions. You went up and spun next, Choso staring at the damn bottle like he had the powers to stop it. It landed on Megumi. Choso nearly lost his shit, I mean, was the damn universe against him? Yuuji raised his hand, a look of concern on his face. 

“Uh, Mai, I don’t think she wants to kiss her best friend, that would be kinda awkward.”

“Well, spin again.”

Yuuji, you fuckin’ saint. You give Megumi a playful pout, while he looked like someone’s sad puppy. Crawling up to spin again, Choso held his breath, mentally preparing for who it would land on next.

“Oh!”

He couldn’t fuckin’ believe it. The bottle had landed on him. You give him a sultry smile, crawling over to him and kissing him firmly on the lips. He nearly died in that moment, high on the adrenaline pumping through his body from the feeling of your lips on his. You pull away and smirk at him, crawling back to your position on the floor, earning some whistles and claps from the others.

“You know all you had to do was kiss him on the cheek, right?

“Yeah, but I wanted to make things exciting!”

Oh, Choso was excited alright. All the way down to his-

No one knows the secrets that you know. Come on, pull me close, lay me in the snow.

After playing a few more rounds, Yuuta and Maki got a bit tired, calling it a night. Yeah, right. At that point, someone got the idea it would be fun to go out to the hot tub, which you happily agreed to. Choso couldn’t be more uncomfortable. Sitting in the hot tub with Megumi and the others was the last thing he wanted to do, retreating to his room. That is, until there was a knock at his door.

“Choso, you’re coming out right? Where’s your trunks?”

Choso was about to die, and you were killing him slowly. When he looked at you, he didn’t expect you to be wearing such a revealing bikini, one of those with the triangle tops and thong bottoms. He nearly short circuited when he saw how pretty your tits sat in the cups, rubbing together a bit more due to your lean on the door. It didn’t help that you were fucking pouting again, giving him that look that said you weren’t gonna take no for an answer. And you looked really damn good in pink.

“Uh…yeah, sure.”

“Yay! Hurry up and get changed, I’ll wait out here for you!”

With that, you sat down on his bed, tits bouncing from the gravity shift. He could’ve sworn he was high, but damn it, he had to keep it together. He swiftly grabbed his trunks from his suitcase and went to the bathroom, closing the door shut behind him. For a moment there, he considered relieving himself before having to sit with you half-naked beside him, but there wasn’t enough time for that and it would also be really fucking wrong.

After putting on his trunks, he opened the bathroom door, you still waiting for him patiently. When you saw him, your eyes went wide. Choso was not the type to walk around shirtless, but he knew he couldn’t get into the water with a shirt on. It’s not like he was bad looking, just less built than someone like Todo, so in turn, he was convinced he was mildly unattractive. 

“Ooo, Choso, nice abs!”

Who was insecure? Not him, never. Your validation was all he needed to be in better spirits, loosening up a bit as you guided him through the house. Nobara, Yuuji, and Megumi were already in the hot tub. Much to Megumi’s surprise, you were holding Choso’s hand as you walked out onto the patio, and Choso could swear he could see the smoke shooting out of Megumi’s ears. As you got into the hot tub, Choso took a seat next to you, clearly fighting the temptation to stare at your body again. Yuuji started talking about some thing that happened back at school, but he couldn’t pay attention at all, why? Because, thankfully, you were still holding his hand.

I know you can feel it.

You'll be mine every night, I'm tryin' to effortise you're the only one I want.

Everyone had long since gone to sleep, the clock showing 1 AM now. Choso had been tossing and turning all night, just couldn’t stop thinking about the day. It was the most he’d ever interacted with you, and it was making him nuts. The way you touched him, spoke to him. Respectfully, he was in love with you. Tensed, he decided to go out and relax on one of the chairs on the patio.

Hold me tight, Marlboro Light, lovin' what you're doin' to me.

He brought a cigarette to his mouth and lit it, inhaling the smoke like a breath of fresh air. Laying back, he put his arm behind his back, allowing himself to decompress.

“That’s a bad habit, ya know?”

You had come out on to the patio, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and shorts that were practically underwear. He brought his hand to his face wiping down, preparing to fight his boner for the umpteenth time today. You walked past him, taking a seat on the chair next to him and taking the cigarette. To his surprise, you smoked it, inhaling softly and blowing out.

“Thought it was a ‘bad habit’?”

“A habit I never denied having.”

You put your lips around it again, Choso in a trance. He didn’t even care that your sticky lipgloss was staining the filter, all he could think about was how good they would look around his-

“So, you don’t talk much. Why’s that?

“Not really much to talk about.”

“Nonsense, there’s always something to talk about.”

The cigarette is finished now, Choso sitting it in the ashtray. You stood from your chair, walking to the door and waiting for him. He stood up too, noticing how cold it had gotten, following behind you into the living room, fireplace crackling with a light fire.

We're gonna melt down, gonna disappear into the sun.

“Oh yeah, like what?”

“Like, about how we can finally warm up in here.”

You sat on the rug in front of the fireplace, patting the floor beside you, signaling Choso to sit with you. Like a fish to water, he came down and sat, looking between you and the fire.

“So, what are you studying?

“Um…Pre-Med. I wanna be a phlebotomist.”

“Like blood and stuff? How cryptic!”

You playfully jab him, talking for what seemed like forever on all sorts of topics, music, movies, memories. Every thing you said made him fall more in love with you. Your enthusiasm in the way you spoke about your interests, god, he wished you talked about him like that. Eventually he became more and more comfortable, relaxing a bit.

“So, wanna talk to you ‘bout somethin’.”

“What’s up?”

“A little birdie told me you were crushin’ on me, is that right?”

Yuuji was a dead man. Choso locked his jaw and stared down at the floor. This was it, this was the end. He knew damn well you were out of his league, he couldn’t even compare to the guys who approached you. Guys like him don’t pull girls like you, shit, at this point, he had something in common with Megumi. Unrequited love for you.

“Um…I…uh… yes.”

“Is that so?”

You looked him in his eyes now, getting a bit closer to him. He swears he’s gonna combust, your face is so close to his, god, if he had any balls he’d make a move on you right now. He nodded and sighed, ready for the influx of humiliation.

“Yeah, I like you. A lot, actually.”

“So, what are you gonna do about it?”

The fuck did you just say? He was hearing things, has to be. There was no way you were implying he make a move on you, but when you brought your hand over his and gave him that sultry look in your eyes, he knew exactly what you meant.

Gonna burn down together, like fire, we can't get enough.

“Fuck it.”

Choso slammed his lips on to yours, so high on life that he nearly comes undone at the feeling of your hand crawling behind his neck. You start to lean back onto the rug, Choso climbing on top of you, claiming your mouth as his as he begins biting your lower lip. And when that makes you moan softly, he swears he was gonna fucking lose it. He moves down to your neck now, kissing and sucking the skin there while your fingers run through his hair. Can’t help but leave hickies all over it, now that he’s got you, he wants everyone to know you’re his.

We're tied like white roses, you know we're never comin' undone.

As he comes down your neck, his lips find their way onto your chest, licking the skin of your breasts as his hand comes under your shirt to massage your tits. Isn’t it his lucky day? You’re not wearing a bra. Choso’s imagination runs wild for a second there, thinking there was a possibility you were braless because you intended to fuck him, but it was an incomplete thought as he brought your shirt over your head. Back on you immediately, he took a nipple into his mouth, tongue circling on the bud, obsessed with the light moans and whimpers he was pulling out of you. Sucking all over your chest, he was running on lust and adrenaline. Kissing his way down your stomach, making you arch your back a bit, he found his way down to your shorts, taking them down slowly as he kissed the skin around your pelvis. He hit the jackpot. You weren’t wearing any panties either, and to make it better, you spread your legs for him, your lower lips inviting him to indulge.

'Cause I wanna stay forever, I know that you're the only one, only one.

“Wait, what if someone sees us?”

Choso is a bit frustrated now, interrupting him sucking the skin of your thighs. He nearly told you he didn’t fucking care, but when he looked up at you, there was that damn pout again. Swiftly, he scooped you up as you scrambled to grab your clothes before anyone found them. Hoisting you over his shoulder, you giggle a bit as he carries you down the hall and into your room, ensuring no one could hear you from all the way down there. After closing the door and locking it, he sat you on the bed, laying you out and opening your thighs so he could continue is mission. That had you chuckling, which was interrupted by you moaning his name as he took your clit into his mouth. He was a man starved, exploring pandora’s box for the first time. The sweet, sweet treasure he’d been waiting so long for, you exceeded his expectations. He was dedicated, sucking the bud in and out of his mouth and massaging his tongue against it in a circular motion. God, did it feel good, your fingers were pulling at his hair, you could swear it was gonna rip out. But he didn’t care. You could’ve killed him right now, but your pussy was already killing him. Especially when you got wetter and wetter, which Choso decided he wanted to explore before the main event. With two fingers, he brought them into your pussy, feeling your walls stretch around them. He was self indulgent, pumping them in and out of you, curling his finger up to hit that spot that was obviously very effective. He’s heard you say his name over twenty times now, each time you say it his dick is aching more and more. You were being so good, arching your back as he took all you could give, making you feel things you’d never felt before. You’ve had your fair share of lays, but Choso was surely the best so far. You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, whimpering as you rub your pussy on his lips. He was going crazy, his tongue working on its own at this point, fucking in and out of you as his thumb rubs your clit. And he wasn’t ashamed to moan as he ate you, he wanted you to know just how much he enjoyed it, how grateful he was. With one particularly hard suck, you came undone all over his lips. God, you were an angel, back arching off the bed as you pulled his hair, bringing him up to kiss you and kiss you he did. He was hungry now, continuing to finger you as you cracked from overstimulation.

“God, Choso, please.”

White roses in the snow, never let me go.

He wasn’t stupid, he knew exactly what you meant. That’s why he immediately went to work, stripping himself of his pijama pants and top, leaving just his boxers, which he was currently freeing his dick from. Now, Choso wasn’t the thickest guy around, but what he didn’t have in girth, he made up for in length. That’s why you looked in anticipation as he pumped his hands on it, taking some of your cum to saturate it before slipping inside of you. He’s died, thats it. He’s in fucking heaven. His brain can’t even comprehend the way you feel, almost upset with himself he hadn’t made a move on you sooner, knowing he could’ve been putting his dick inside you a long time ago. But none of that mattered now, not when he finally found himself all the way in.

Lyin' in your bed and movin' slow, takin' off our clothes, giving you it all.

Your moans, they were becoming too much. Choso wasn’t selfish, not at all, but the way you were sucking him in, he was tortured, waiting for you to adjust to his size. He was gonna do whatever he could to make this good for you. He didn’t even care about cumming himself, as long as you cum again, he’d be complete.

“You ready, baby?”

“Yes…please…fuck me.”

And with that, he let go. All resolve he had to not rush into things? Gone. Asking you to be his girl first? Gone. He was fucking you, here and now, and you were loving it. You bring your hands up to rub his back, pulling him in closer so you could kiss him, moaning into his mouth as he fucked you. God, you were addicting. He was doing anything he could to hear you say his name, singing him a lullaby that would be etched into his brain forever. All of a sudden, you bring your legs up to wrap around his back, locking him in place to fuck you deeper. That was Choso’s breaking point. He fucked you like he was insane, he swore you two would fall into the mattress. And you? You were so fucked out you were speaking what sounded like it was supposed to be his name. He brought his lips down to kiss you again, feeling the vibrations from your throat of you whimpering in pleasure.

“You like that baby?”

“Yes, Choso, so much.”

“You’re killing me.”

Choso had no thoughts, so focused on the way your pussy sucked him in and out, feeling like it was made for him. You were wrapping around him like a warm blanket, and he was addicted. He saw it when your lips parted to moan out louder, and as much as he loved the way you reacted to him drilling you, he had to bring his mouth up to your ear.

“You gotta be a little quieter, princess. Can’t have everyone hear how good you feel.”

He had gotten a bit cocky now, knowing he was about to make you cum again. It was so obvious, the staggering of your moans, your nails in his skin, your tits pressing against his chest from arching your back. Your whimpers sounded more like begging now and it was sending him over. He felt himself about to cum, but he had a mission to complete first. He brought his thumb up to rub your clit, making you squirm uncontrollably.

“Choso, I’m…I…”

“You gonna cum for me, baby?”

You couldn’t even answer, too busy focusing on every motion of his thumb, like watching every stroke of a paintbrush on a painting. Unfortunately for you, he needed that validation.

“Let me hear you, baby. Am I making this pussy feel good?”

“Yes, Choso, fuck!”

With that, he rubbed your clit even faster, bud sensitive from the second orgasm approaching.

“Wanna feel you cum for me, kay?”

Fuck, you were a good listener. In seconds, you came all over his dick, body jerking as you felt the ripples of your orgasm consume you. You swear you’ve never came that hard before, and Choso was reveling in it. The way your pussy was spasming around his dick, he couldn’t hold it much longer.

“Where do you want it?”

“Inside!”

All I need is you and me alone. Love is like a rose and baby, let it grow.

That was it. With another thrust, he spilled himself into you, heart and soul. God, was he in love with you, even more so that he unlocked a new part of you. His orgasm felt like an eternity like his body was giving him triumph after waiting so long to have you. And when it all came crashing down, he dropped beside you and laid on the bed. It was instinct, wrapping his arm around you to lay on his chest, panting from the fatigue settling in after fucking you the way he did. 

Neither of you said anything for a few minutes, Choso instead running his hand over your side, eyelids getting heavy. You shuffle a bit, turning you body to rest on your arms, looking up into his eyes. He was preparing for the worst and hoping for the best. What if you only wanted to fuck him? To be fair, you never told him you liked him back, and when he realized that, he felt himself go back to his typical nervous state.

“So… did you like it?”

“Yeah, a lot.”

“Good, um, glad I could make you feel good.”

You give him a confused look, like you were expecting him to say something else. He shook a bit, intimidated at the way you stared at him. The result? Word vomit.

“Look, I don’t know if you, uh, like me…you know like-”

“I do. Have for a while now.”

His heart skipped a beat, stomach doing backflips. He couldn’t believe it, he must be dreaming.

“You, uh, what, I-”

“Surprised you didn’t know. Everyone else does, even Megs. Sadly for him, I’m crushin’ on you. I mean, why else would I agree to kiss you? Or hold hands with you? Or not say anything when you shamelessly stare at my tits?”

You had a damn point. He felt stupid now, again, wishing he would’ve said something sooner.

“Can…um, do you…shit, will you be my girlfriend?”

“Thought you’d never ask.”

No one knows the secrets that you know. So come on, pull me close, lay me in the snow.

The next morning, Choso wakes up before you. You were like an angel, sleeping and breathing softly under the sheets, still laying on his chest. Begrudgingly, he pulled off of you, needing to piss and have a smoke. When he finished in the bathroom, you were still sleeping, and the last thing he wanted to do was interrupt. So, he quietly put his clothes back on, walked out the room, closing your door softly. He walked down to his room and jumped at the sight of Yuuji at his door.

“Choso, you motherfucker, didn’t think you had it in you!”

I know you can feel it.

♱ the song used in this story is white roses by charli xcx. 🖤

♱ masterlist.

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𝖆𝖚 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖎𝖗, 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖞𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖓.

[aviradasa]

Okay- let’s try this again😭

The boys with a reader that’s like Ginger, I see Ginger had a pretty dominant woman.. like- have you seen how she was in the car scene? I feel like the boys would have a run for their money.

But the genuine ask is how they would help reader prepare for her turning? The way they realize she’s turning/the full moon coming is when streaks of the traders hair starts turning white, and she gets snappy with everyone.

Hey, pookie! I got extremely carried away, so now you're getting a mini series of this cause I'm obsessed, so here's part 1!! Readers gonna be going through it next chapter though 🤣

you again for helping me make the banner. Love you sm and part two should be out in a day or two! I hope you enjoy. Also your spacing thing did work i just didn't do it right the first time 🤣🖤

Tlb x gingersnaps! Reader

Pt 2

My masterlist

Life in Santa Carla was already strange enough. Between the weirdos,the assholes and the druggies, it was already the most least popular place anybody normal would wanna be.

But after moving Here 2 years ago you found out that all of that was just the tip of the iceberg.

“ guys i really don't think this is a smart idea. For me at least.” I plead with the boys that were currently leading Me deep into the woods.

“No trust us. you will be completely fine, we won't let anything happen to you.” Marko assures as he strolls alongside me while Paul drags me by the wrist.

“Yeah! We do this all the time don't even worry about it for a second.” Paul adds on as we exit the woods into a clearing that opens Up revealing a really creepy abandon house, run down and overgrown After being left for so long.

“See there it is. told you we knew a spot And this one doesn't have David up our ass.” Paul Jokes as he climbs the porch steps, jumping over a huge hole in the wood, so he can get over to the window and hop through.

“Ta-da, and i live.” He says sarcastically as Marko climbs up next offering me a hand over the hole.

“Dumbass, you're both immortal. You'll would survive either way.” I roll my eyes as I crawl through the window taking in the room we landed in.

“ this place is creepy as fuck. Yall sure this isn't just a plan to get me away to murder me?” I joke,which results in Marko Side eyeing the hell out of me.

“We wouldn't even bother taking you this far out if we were gonna kill you. Plus you would have been dead like 2 years ago.” He replies which makes me have to stop and think for a moment about a comeback response which I give up on finding and just let him have His moment.

“Whatever dude.” I say as we split Off into different directions to Explore opposite parts of the house. I make my way towards the kitchen towards the back of the house.

The floorboards creak with every step any of us take and its not long before I hear Rythmatic footsteps going upstairs followed by a crash and Marko yelling “FUCK” accompanied by Paul cackling.

I don't bother asking if they are alright as I know the answer already.

In the kitchen I spot an arrey of objects scattered about. Everything was left behind from what it looks like and with one peek Into the maggot and mold filled fridge I'm proven very right.

As I shut the fridge Door I see a shadow move past quickly in the next doorway making me jump before rolling my eyes once again.

“Really. don't play with me. I'm not gonna fall for whatever it is your pulling here.” I groan in an unamused tone as I make my way over to the room where the shadow ran by. Finding myself in the dining room.

I quickly notice a bunch of mannequins set up at the table to look like they are eating whatever It was that used to be on those plates.

“ aren't those things freaky lookin?” A voice says from behind me making me jump and whip around to see it was just Paul who i hit in the shoulder.

“Don't fuckin do that holy shit. What are you doing in here sneaking round?” I ask him.

“Uh I just got in here. i followed you after Marko went through the stairs. He's checking out the 2nd floor now to see if some stuff we left is still here.” He answers with a grin moving past me to walk further into the room.

“ what you seeing things already? I though you said you were sober when we left?” He teases as he flips a hat off of a nearby mannequin and snatches the wig off of another, placing it on his head.

“What do you think should I go purple?” He asks as he strikes a stupid pose.

“Ooo I keep this look i could be a member of the holograms all i would need is a goddamn leotard and some pink makeup.” He jokes Once more before I snatched the wig off his head and put it back on the mannequin.

“ Oh god don't.” I say with a laugh at the thought shaking my head in false disappointment.

“ you are an actual idiot.” I tell him earning a Snicker. But just then I see that shadow rush past behind Paul and into another doorway which looks like it leads to a celler.

“ look! There it goes again! There's something in here. Like actually something just ran down there.” I point as I rush past him to peer down the steps to try and see anything.

“ what the fuck are you going on about.” He says as he approaches the celler only getting a few feet away before studdenly stopping, grabbing me by the arm and yanking me back.

“ oh fuck that, we gotta get out of here Right now.” He tells me suddenly serious As Marko come around the corner.

“ Hey we need to go i just found-” he starts before Paul Cuts him off as he drags me past him. “ Yeah we know just saw it run to the basement.” He explains as Marko tails behind us.

“Wait what the hell dude what the fuck was that? ” I ask confused as I'm not used to seeing these guys rushing to get away from anything really.

“ thats a werewolf. One of the few things on this planet that can kill us and you.” Marko replies As he looks behind us as we run to the window jumping out as quick as possible

“Werewolves, what the hell do you mean werewolves? I thought they arent real?” I asked suddenly, a lot more freaked out. I was cool Finding out vampires existed. And i was fine when learning about witches. But now werewolves? What's next mermaids?

“ girl. Let me try to ask this as nicely as possible and I'm sorry I'm gonna sound like a total dick but. Are you fuckin kidding me?” Paul asks in a sassy and almost dumbfounded manner as we Start sprinting across the field surrounding the house. Trying to make it to the woods.

" oh fucking can it you know damn well-" Before I can finish answer we hear a snarl and I'm pushed to the ground as I hear shouting and what sounds Like the boys fighting a wild animal.

I stand up as fast as I can to see Paul with this Ugly dog looking creature on top of him.

I stand there wanting to help but unsure how to and at some point while i was frozen in fear the creature got tossed off by marko, Its spine colliding with a tree trunk, a sickening crunch being heard as it slumped to the ground.

But it didnt take long for the beast to recover as i got back up and shook off the throw, and thats when i managed to get a good look at it.

Its fur was ratty and sparse across leathery looking skin. It's ribcage was showing and it's eyes burned A bright yellow under the shine of the moonlight as bared it's teeth with Saliva dripping from its mouth.

Just then I hear Marko yell at me to run and meet them back by the motorcycles and I quickly take that order and start hauling ass into the woods trying to stick on the path we originally came from.

As I run and stumble over rocks,tree roots and other things lining the forest floor I stop to catch my breath for a moment thinking I've gotten far enough away.

That is when I realized At some point I had gotten turned around and now I find myself in unfamiliar territory.

I frantically look around trying to spot anything familiar but to no avail. Only zeroing my sights on two yellow lights in the distance.

“Oh thank god.” I breath out. Thinking in my adrenaline high brain that maybe those may be headlights Or reflective markers to someone's property, so I head towards them.

Once I get closer under the light of the moon my eyes are able to dial in right and I make a horrible discovery,

Those weren't lights at all. They were eyes.

A growl rips through the air as the creature jumps on me grabbing hold of shoulder, ripping at the flesh as I scream.

Blood pours out of the wound soaking my cloaths and spurting onto my face as I try to fight against the creature getting it to release my shoulder only for it to latch onto my arm, raking it's claws down my chest while it's back claws Dig into my calf.

I manage to ise my other knee to jab it in the stomach so it let go while I use my good arm to grab a stick. Thinking fast i Stab the lycanthrope in the ear before crawling out from under it.

A deafening whine comes from the werewolf as it scratches and paws at its ear trying to get the stick out of its flesh.

But i dont look back,

I continue to crawl away using a tree to stand myself up, the blood loss making me feel dizzy as I do so and I stumble back to the ground.

Deciding to then maneuver myself between the tree and a nearby rock to hide, knowing I wouldn't be getting much farther in my condition.

I hear the snapping of twigs and branches as the werewolf approaches. Hearing it take deep breaths to try and catch my scent.

I can't see it though as my vision begins to fade and I feel myself losing consciousness.

I try to move my body but my limbs refuse and I am stuck only able to listen as what I presume to be my death approach. In those last moments though I can't help but wonder if the boys were ok.

“wake up. Wake the fuck up! I know your still alive i can hear that your heart is beating. So wake up!” I hear as I'm shook awake by a bloody Paul wild looking paul.

My eyes shoot open and my hands clutch onto the sleeve of his jacket like a lifeline as I sit up way my eyes darting around looking at everything in sight as try to gain my barings.

“ woah ok slow down. Your ok. Your alive. Just take a second.” I hear markos voice from what sounds like above me. He's probably perched on the rock that I'm hidden next to.

“ How? How the fuck am I alive?” I ask voice raspy and hoarse feeling like I haven't had a drink in years.

“good question. We were just about to ask you the same thing.” Paul Responds to you.

[kaleidoscopic-quiddity]

reading the bluelock light novels and theres so many fun lil character traits and info thrown in (probably not on the wiki bc the LNs dont have an official english release yet)

isagi was a crybaby and a scardy cat as a kid

he was also really senitive to sounds and they’d make him cry (he just like me fr)

isagi’s always had really great spacial awareness and vision, even as a toddler

nagi lived at student dorms at hakuho academy (which explains why his parents dont live w/ him)

he got into hakuho, an elite tokyo prep school, with only two weeks of studying

there were two different rumors abt nagi amongst his classmates, one saying if you talked to him you’d be cursed with bad luck and the other saying youd find happiness after talking to him, the curse rumor is more popular 

(nagi my poor guy, his classmates think hes a weirdo just bc hes quiet an not interested in rich kid pissing contests)

he also has the nickname of ‘thousand year netaro’ bc he sleeps in class so much lmao

he doesnt study but still gets good grades, at least in social sciences

nagi helps his class win a volleyball tournament (that he was forced to participate in) despite knowing nothing abt the rules purely based off of his height, reflexes, trapping skills, and desire to finish the game quickly so he can go home lmao

bachira refers to his mother by her given name, yuu, which would typically be disrespectful af in japanese culture but in this context i think it just displays how close they are + the fact that bachira’s first/best friend is his mama :’)

he walked (dribbled), slept rough, and hitchhiked all the way to osaka from chiba prefecture for 5 days just to go see one of her art exhibitions too

he got a fortune from a shrine that literally read  that he will meet his “ 運命の相手” - unmei no aite, literally ‘partner of fate’ or ‘fated partner’, bachisagi soulmate-isms r crazy

he won a 4 on 1 fight with a bunch of delinquents in osaka

rin liked ice cream but really he’d be happy with anything as long as sae bought it for him

the itoshi bros played for the kamakura united youth club, which won the U15 national league

they shared a bedroom growing up

rin gets bad grades in every subject other than english bc hes too busy thinking abt football, and hes only good at english bc he wants to go pro and play internationally

rin got into horror movies and games only after sae left for spain, he likes the thrill they give him, especially splatter films

he found a scene of someone getting chopped up w/ a chainsaw calming after he had a rough day,, damn okay rin in there anything u wanna talk abt edgelord?

“Perhaps because of this stress, he has recently been watching shark movies at night, where sharks attack humans. It’s refreshing to see a giant man-eating shark attack and munch on humans.”  what a fuckin chuuni oml

sae got trending on japanese football twitter for scoring a hattrick for real madrid’s youth team

rin did the tongue-out-in-concentration/bloodlust thing pre-bluelock too apparantly

he didnt talk to sae whilst he was in spain bc he didnt want to bother him but he kept up news of him and thought abt him a lot

“He thought he would just shout out loud “I'm the best in Japan!” and hug him, but in reality, that didn't work out that way” <- rins first thought seeing sae after 4 years, excuse me whilst i sob

chigiri went to a ‘jitsugyo’ school, which is like a vocational tech or business school, it also has a foreign name (’lacosute’) so its probably a private school, maybe missionary?

chigiri likes cats awww, there was specially a stray black cat he’d talk to and buy karinto manju for

his ACL is attached to his knee in an odd which which is why he can run so fast

chigiri stopped cutting his hair after he quit going to his school’s football club once he finished rehab for his knee

reo got baya to hire him a whole team of ppl including a coach, nutritionist, nurse, etc once he decided on football, fuckin rich ppl i swear 

all the adults who worked w/ reo sing his praises but also said how cheeky he was lmaooo

reo was learning english, spanish, and german in preperation for going pro

he also got a specially made football training VR facility made for him this boy i swear

reo bribed the hakuho football club w/ fancy meat and the opportunity to meet idols to get them to put more effort in

immediately upon meeting nagi reo notices his height and how ‘cool’ and ‘intense’ his trapping is like okay fruit

[energievie]

GALLADRABBLES #160 - DINNER PARTY

Dearest N'dia @twinklyylights , the only thing I could think of was the movie Dinner for Schmucks. Took some liberties with it, but I hope you approve 😝 Paging @galladrabbles 😎

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This is the stupidest shit he's said yes to in his entire life. All sorts of weirdos around the table and way too many questions from the ones who are clearly better dressed: about the South Side, about his sperm donor, about his knuckle tats.

And yet it clicks only when the ginger across from him starts getting drilled about his bipolar.

“Wait a minute, I know what the fuck this is. That movie, Dinner for Schmucks…”

Widened eyes and sheepish smiles confirm it.

He gets up, upending his chair in the process.

“Bunch of fuckin’ assholes! You comin’, Red?”

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[equinox-86]

Out for More Blood

♬ BGM: Loss Tournament ♬

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「Ruki」 Uugh.. I can't get up.

「Yuma」 My balls... kuh... that fuckin' cockroach. She'll regret this...

「Yuma」 ..Oi, Kou! Don't just stand around here and catch her!

「 Noctis 」 I saaaid, Let. Me. Pass.

「Azusa」 Ah that's nice~ Keep going, Lilith.

「 Noctis 」 Ew, what's wrong with you, weirdo?! Are you.. seriously getting off to this...?

「Kou」 Ahahaha! That's Azusa for you!

「 Noctis 」 U-um... is he okay? I'm starting to get worried here—

「Kou」 Rather than an M-Neko-Chan, S-Neko-Chan suits you much better. S for sadistic!

「Noctis」 ....P-pardon me?

「Noctis」 (What's their deal? These creeps came out of nowhere just to gang up on me.)

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A/N: This is a scene from the General Prologue of More Blood. As Noctis was apprehended by Yuma and approached by Ruki. Noctis felt threatened getting ganged up by a bunch of strangers for no reason, and you know what happens when ya girl feels threatened; she will go for your balls.

[shadaofallthings]

An Alfabusa Fan's Retrospective

So, lets start out easy with where I started: Like many people it was with "If The Emperor Had A Text To Speech Device". The first few episodes really betray how it all began: A bunch of /tg/ nerds (or at least /tg/ adjacent) fucking around making in lore jokes about how pissed the Emperor would be. You can tell very quickly though that something changed. They stop using slurs by like the 5th episode (or at least real life ones that still are being used to harm people). And then eventually all those bits of "Haha gay people" were recycled into a slow burn, likely gonna be tragic arc of two people who never had a chance to be together falling for each other. And of course, the custodes being given the "Its not cause you are gay, its not even cause you like showing your muscles off, its cause you are an asshole" treatment". It was fun to watch this silly parody turn into a real plot that wanted you to take it at least somewhat serious. It was also honestly pretty touching to see the creators become more aware people and to see things previously used for cheap jokes turn into real drama, instead of just a bunch of jokes where the punchline is a slur. And then there's Hunter the Parenting. See, TTS was in a lot of ways a test run. It might not have been that originally, but it was where a lot of the growth as artists that the crew went through happened. It was also their test run for making things bright and cheery and even fun without qualifier in a grimdark setting. But Hunter the Parenting is what they made with all that knowledge already in the bag. And WOW does it fuckin do it well. Its got action, mystery, intrigue, interpersonal drama, a canon gay couple who are totally not Kitten and Magnus made into normal people and who are canonically gay at each other in the first episode. Its also one giant mess of WoDfans kinda knowing what's happening behind the scenes and the authors making it even more fun when they give us more hints that imply its way bigger than what we began to imagine. There's something for everyone, aside from the homophobes, and that's beautiful in my eyes. And then there's Zero Viscosity. The Halflife Fanfic I didn't know I needed but now am excitedly wanting more of. They got the vibes down perfect, they know more lore than I ever will about that series, and they are having fun with the narrative sandbox that valve constructed for themselves. Its deeply fun to see the differences in perspectives at play between characters, and that punkish vibe of a bunch of weirdos society would reject under any other circumstances slowly finding themselves in situations where heroism is necessary.

Over all, Alfabusa content has been a wild ride where the people behind the name seem genuinely interested in being better people and making better and better work. It shows in the timeline of their work clearly, and I am excited to see where it goes in the future. They are some of the few creatives that can immediately and heavily get me invested in something new before I even see it and its cause they simply do not fucking miss with their core shit, and even when they miss with the peripherals they always try to make up for it. The list of people who can say that in my mind is fucking tiny and they are up there on it.

[tellywoodtrash]

my golden blood aka th(w)ailight ep 3 lb

*absolutely dead eyes* "are you sure you want to live with me?"

joss my man, i am begging you for more than half an expression.

tong's like yeah i'll live with you, these freaks out here wildin for my blood.

tongkla doesn't even get the courtesy of a face to face convo about moving out??? he came home to find a cross made of chopsticks and the room littered with chunks of garlic bread ffs

mark is still absolutely fuckin dead in the face watching tong spiral into an emotional breakdown

lmaoooooooooooo ofc this freak lives in phayu's/hia win's house.

"there's nothing strange in there, right?" well…. there's staircase of death that you might break your neck on.

DADDY COUCH YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS!!!!!!!!!!

aksjldfdslkjlsd the vampire speed vfx will never fail to make me laugh

time to spook the baby girl with some mumbo jumbo

"the tribute room" aka a perfectly normalass, if weirdly decorated, bedroom.

tong stands for vampire labour rights!!!!!

um what is that suspicious looking lump in the bed????

also just one bed!!!!!!!!!! vampires like the same tropes as us!!!!!!

what a sad life. food and sleep are literally the two best things granted to living beings and mark gets to enjoy neither.

flirt flirt flirt. also *widens eyes randomly* doesn't really count as giving an expression joss. we're still at 0 for this episode.

TEAR OR SWEAT?!?!?! WHICH ONE WAS IT?????

there he goes, sniffing him like a damn weirdo again.

tong said gtfo, creep.

SOMEONE PLS EXPLAIN THE LUMP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE BED????!!?!?!

MARK YOU'VE GOT TO LEARN TO FUCKEN KNOCK, BUDDY. ALSO IDK, WEAR JINGLY ANKLETS OR SOMETHING.

ok the arm banter was cute

good on tong for establishing boundaries (though mark didn't really agree to honour them)

is this a nightmare or a sex dream lol? seems like both.

adkljldfskjlks not the creepy painting watching him too.

here too, joss has his smell the fart expression on.

DSJFHDSKJFHDSKJFHKDSJSJFH

tong truly felt:

iykyk

lmaoooooooooo idk why beefcake mark dressed in all white with that teeny tiny book is sending me. it's giving gaston.

meanwhile tong's having nightmares of ma and pa being treated as juice boxes

which somehow mark can sense?

so ofc he divines himself to tong's bedside but i'm only looking at the fact that he's in grey sweatpants 👀👀👀

does he have nightmare-go-away super powers too?

ASDJLKLSAJDLSAKDJASLJK HIS FACE ON SEEING THE POST IT TONG PUT ON HIS PAINTING

i've finally realized that the lump in the bed is a bolster pillow.

tong wakes up and the first thing he checks for are hickeys fang bites on his neck

asdjlaskjdlaskjdlaskalksjdlk A BUNCH OF COMEDIANS

these damn stairs make my stomach swoop uneasily

well daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, with that kinda breakfast spread, i might be inclined to give mark some sip sip

STILL WITH THE JUICE BOX TOMATO JUICE

"you're not trying to fatten me up to eat later, are you?" pfffffffttttt

ohhhhh aunty wan also lives here, to keep an eye on these two cheeky losers

ofc he doesn't eat. that's how those abs look the way they do.

tong's reallllllllllllllllly selling it, lol

he feeds him a morsel but mark's looking tempted by entirely another snack at the table though

CAN HE TASTE TOO NOW????????? idk how to decipher all these different *eye widening* gestures??

yup mark can def taste food now. goodbye abs!

why is the landscaping of this lawn so weird? what point does this serve?

doesn't tong have university to go to???? he's just a vampire's sugar baby now? (god i wish that was me)

you shouldn't have made the quip about size. now you're gonna get felt up QUITEEEEE thoroughlyyyyyyyy

being immortal and having to work out for all eternity is LITERALLY MY IDEA OF HELLLLLLLLLLL

though maybe if someone taught me weight training like this, i'd be more into it?

lol mark's in troubleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, the scent kink is kicking in hardddddddddddd

poor mark. imagine having to workout next to the most delectable, gooey, Goofy Movie slice of pizza?!!?!?!

lol he's really giving Edward about to puke from Bella's fumes. to the point tong got the hint that he was being a bother and left

in the safety of solitude, he takes tong's towel and grants himself one biggggggggggggggg whiffffffff

AHSADKJASHLDKJALSKDJKLAS WHICH TONG CAME IN AND WITNESSED

tong sniffing at things like a little kitty cat is the cutest shit ever

mark's off to work. coz capitalism is hell and even vampires gotta hustle to survive

tong agrees to waive the one arm distance rule in exchange for getting out of the house

why are y'all drawing so much damn attention???? weirdos.

oh boy thara knows tong's here and wants to meet him too. it's too damn early to meet the in-laws! aunty wan has done enough damage by being weird!!!!!!!!

thara doesn't help by IMMEDIATELY asking tong for his hands. why can't y'all just act normal around this kid? he's getting the worstttttttt impression of vampires by the way you're all behaving

HOW'S HE NOT CREEPED OUT BY ALL THE WEIRDNESS THARA IS SERVING UP INSTEAD OF CHAI PAANI BISKUT. KUCH TOH KHAATIRDAARI KARO BEFORE UNLOADING HIS DESTINY OR WHATEVER

no mark hasn't put him in a HARD PLACE yet iykwim 😏😏😏

tong's just thrilled he's got someone to snitch about mark to

lol @ thara waiting for tong to clear the room before calling him a weakass bitch to mark

she's never gonna let it go that he took a lil sippy sip, is she???

damnnnnnn tong, you don't ask how old a vampire milfffff is

did thara turn mark??

tong seems to miss orphanage aunty, the cutie.

you know who i'm missing???/ NAKAN!!!!!!!!!! AND MY MAN TONGKLA?!!?!?!? I LITERALLY WATCH THIS SHOW FOR THEM AND IT'S BEEN MORE THAN 30 MINUTES WITHOUT?!?! I NEED MY FIX NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW

mark has the same pained expression as me having to tolerate this zabardasti ka guitar scene

he offers to take tong to the orphanage tomorrow so aunty can get this psychic damage face to face just like he had to

funky lil orphanage trip home

tongkla had to come down separately? they couldn't give him a ride? he's right to look suspicious/mad

mark gets roped into the game and ofc has to take his shirt off

lmao at tong sitting on the sidelines watching proudly like a WAG as mark gets climbed on by the kids

heart 2 heart time

wait, how long ago exactly is this, mark???

is this gonna be a Carlisle typa sitch? is dad a vamp????

nopeeeeeee! doctor's earnest prayers brought him sis thara

lmao at thara offering eternal life in the exact words of a MLM insta influencer

commiserating about shared circumstances and mother figures

tong's gonna be real crushed when he finds out orphanage aunty was on vampire payroll (or possibly a vamp herself?)

that cake is so shiny it almost looks fake

ohhhhhhhhhh boy aunty's gonna spill some uncomfortable beans, not knowing tong's hiding right there

OFC SHE KNEW, TONG? LIKE…. WHAT DID YOU THINK ALL THE SPIEL ABOUT NEVER BLEEDING WAS ABOUT IN HINDSIGHT???

idk what he's so shocked and mad about??? what, was she supposed to tell a fuckin 8 year old about vampires??? like come on be so fr rn tong? you live here with like 15 other kids? was she supposed to expose them all to the fact that vampires exist?????

why's he lashing out at tongkla now?!??!?!

tong you are so out of line rn baby girl

how fortuitous that the orphanage is located at this prime real estate spot, with such laaaaaaaarrrrge open grounds where tong can dramatically sulk. surely that has nothing to do with all the vampire funding he's so angry about rn 🙄🙄🙄

tong truly has whatever syndrome those girls had in 2000s romcoms like chasing liberty and first daughter

mark having to explain to tong how money and economics work was not on his to do list for for today. he just wanted to play some basketball and sniff some birthday cake

goddddd, this teenager angst is hard for me to take seriously, especially coz it's being played by a nearly 30 year old man

uhhhhhhhhhhhh, why's he getting memories of dear ol' dad at a moment like this?

bro i'd be so fuckin mad if someone made me a vampire without my consent and then fuckin died on me, leaving me all alone on this hell planet

do you? do you really understand? why's your face not moving to reflect those emotions then???

tong: "i don't want to know any more things." bitch me too. i've known enough.

wait he's really letting tong go? where????? and we're going back to the silently stalking and watching from a distance thing? over THIS of all things????

nooooooooooo don't return the necklaceeeeeeeee!!!!

amazing. even as all the love memories accost him, this is the face.

tongkla is allowed to take one swing at him, methinks

HE BABYGIRLED HIS WAY BACK INTO THE ROOM AND TONGKLA'S HEART

tongkla don't be fuckin stupid, take the vampire money for the tuition

tongkla is ALSO tong's sugar daddy now???

pft look what one (1) day of you working has resulted in, tong

YOU GIVE TONGKLA THE RESPECT HE DESERVES!!!!!!!!

waking up to mark standing at the foot of the bed like that has definitely got to be more terrifying than any nightmare tong had

also i'd have loved it if tongkla was also in the room and had to witness this fuckery hahahahahahaha

this has to be a dream. right????????

CALLED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU'RE HOT FOR FANGSSSSSSSSSS, BRO. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

not this Man towering heads and shoulders over the rest of the kids in this university

"wanna be in my group?" ASLKJFDLKFJDLKFJDLKFJLDKJSF

Next week: Kissies for real?!!?!?!?? 👀👀👀

[judithdeuterosforsomereason]

Thinking about Pokemon in the Locked Tomb universe and who Harrow and Gideon's partner Pokemon would be. Cubone and Aegislash (Shield Forme), respectively, were the first that came to mind but also:

What if Pokemon were just another thing that the Ninth House didn't really have? At least, not like the other houses do. Palamedes Sextus and his Porygon 2 he's had since it was a data glitch, Coronabeth Tridentarius and her Regirock gifted to her on her 8th birthday (Ianthe got Enamorus).

John Gaius has spent years collecting the most viscerally upsetting Pokemon he can find. Toadscool, Wugtrio, Shedinja, Drowzee, etc. He's also got shiny Bulbasaur, Charmander, and Squirtle and all their evolutions because of course he does, the dick.

Anyway what if the Ninth's just crawling with Ghastly, Litwick, Greavard, Sandygast, etc and people are just like "yeah we just don't go to [x] area anymore. fuckin ghosts, what can you do lmao." Alecto's Mewtwo is kept in stasis with her in the Tomb, no one knows where Anastasia's Mew went. Prospective congregants are discouraged from bringing their Pokemon with them bc they're a strain on already-limited resources, and Pluto isn't a great planet for the majority of types anyway.

Then Harrow and Gideon roll up to Canaan House, partnerless, and see all these weirdos surrounded by non-human entities of various sizes. Harrow, rolling with the punches, explains when questioned that Ninth House um... creatures are not very hardy and would likely have perished during the shuttle flight. Tragic, really. (Very Anastasian.)

There have got to be some sick ass ghost types haunting Canaan House, too. As tempting as it would be to say "oh, Harrow and Gideon find their first Pokemon while exploring!" I have to ruin my own fun.

Teacher gives Gideon (and all the other Cavs) a Klefki. Harrow would inexplicably have a Psyduck imprint on her immediately after stepping off the shuttle, and it never leaves her alone.

Also. You probably don't need a deadly neurotoxin if you're trying to kill a bunch of kids on the Ninth. Drifloon's got them.

[kamiversee]

“I like both ideas too bc I feel like they’d have just a split second of genuine intimacy before they start bickering with one another— probably one exposing the other for checking them out even tho they were both thinking & feeling the same things yk? ^.^”

KAMIIIOI UR GONNA KILL ME😫😫 THE WAY MY WHOLE BODY ACTUALLY TWITCHED HAS TO BE A CRIME.

THEY NEED TO FALL IN LOVE. POLY ENDING WHEN🗣️🗣️🗣️

“probably one exposing the other for checking them out even tho they were both thinking & feeling the same things yk?”

yes! keep talking! keep me delusional!!!! YES

YES

YES

i need them to have that argument in the third part.

“erhm why were you checking me out”🫵

“uhm you wish”😒

“you know damn well you were, stop hiding it”😩

“okay and so what if i was”😳

they stare at eachother for a long time and then start kissing so hard they swallow eachother<3

what a bunch of queers💀🙏

-🍦

Something came over me so here;

Most likely it’d be Gojo that loses himself staring at Choso’s lips. Sure, you’d be in between the two getting fucked like a whore but who’d care about that in the heat of the moment? Gojo’s probably spaced out bc you’re squeezing around him so tightly & he didn’t really know where to look so he just finds himself staring at Choso’s wet lips.

Yup, and then Choso would catch him staring and raise a brow, immediately sending him a disgusted look, while saying something like “Fuck are you staring at?”

Gojo would scoff and roll his eyes before glancing off to the side, “Not you, fuckin’ weirdo.”

“Yeah, says the one who was starin’ at my lips. What, you wanna kiss or somethin’?” Choso would joke, totally not offering one in anyway.

And for whatever reason, Gojo’s eyes would trail back over and he’d lean closer just to test the guy, “Yeah, sure,” He’d tease with a wink.

Again, Choso is disgusted but a bit more baffled that time around, swallowing hard and barely looking down at Gojo’s pretty blush-tinted lips.

He’d scowl at the guy before shaking his head at him, “Of course you do,” Choso would result in saying instead of moving to give Gojo what he seemed to have wanted.

Then Gojo’s smirking like crazy, all fucked out and dazed by you below him and the odd entertainment he finds in whatever banter he has with your boyfriend. “What’s that supposed t’mean?” He’d ask with an innocent tilt of his head.

Choso would again meet the man’s gaze, as if he weren’t burring himself into your throat right now, before scoffing, “You’re jus’ like my girlfriend.”

“Meaning?” Gojo blinks so slowly, as ig he didn’t know what Choso was implying.

And even if he really didn’t know, Choso clarifies what he means anyway, “You’re a fuckin’ slut.”

Gojo’s smiling, “Am I now?”

“Yup,” Choso would grunt out.

There’s another moment of the two gazing at one another before Gojo’s face twists up and Choso’s cock would twitch at the sight.

Then it’d only get worse when Gojo moans, “Fuuck, call me that again, m’close.”

Choso’s body would go rigid, “W-What?”

“What?” Gojo hums.

“…the fuck is wrong with you two?” You’d suddenly chime in outta’ nowhere.

To which they’d both look down at you and tell you to shut up in unison :)

—

Anywho this isn’t what’s gonna happen but yeah, felt cute, might delete later 😉

[misoraekgw]

“Baby, I will love you, love you, ‘til the end of time——“

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ABOUT ME

haiii, I’m Misora!! I go by she/they prns, and occasionally spoot/spootette or dude/dudette for the funny. call me whatever!

I’m currently 17, and my birthday is on the 4th of October! I am from Japan, n I’ve been learning English ever since the coronavirus pandemic.

I am the creator of the HSG AU for Spooky Month, currently running the only account made specifically for this project. - @hsgproject

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I have been hyperfixated on Spooky Month ever since 2021. I mainly enjoy yammering about The Hatzgang, and I yume Rick, Bob, and Frank!

I also enjoy other toons like Angry Beavers, CatDog, Ren & Stimpy, Ed, Edd n Eddy…etc etc pfff.

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Almost all of my yumes are non-shareable, I make NO exceptions to friends having the same F/Os as me unless they can refrain from ever talking abt said F/Os near me. Strawpage linked here.

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