#although she didn't say it would be for halloween but that fits and here we are

[yoshidatommy]

Halloween outfit

[cyanide-sippy-cup]

Finally watched Caped Crusader and I have ✨thoughts✨.

Oswalda is straight up iconic. Loved every scene with her. I actually laughed out loud when the dude goes "Thorne got you to kill the wrong son?" and she responds "Not that!" I'd let her lock me in a suitcase and throw me in the sea. She gets a gold star ⭐

I like that we get to see Selina's origin. I like the classic suit. That's kinda it though. A bit sad that Bruce didn't feel any connection with her. Just not a huge fan of her character here. She doesn't feel like Selina (a problem most of this show faces tbh).

I was loving the Harley stuff. The bit with Renee was so cute, and I love that she really was passionate about helping Bruce move past his trauma. I really like that she's Barbara's friend. Was really upset at the fakeout death but at least she was just joshin. The villain stuff felt like fetishes which like okay. I guess Bruce needed to put in something to replace BruceBabs. Anyway, that's the final dig towards him. As much as this Harley episode wasn't my favorite, a promise is a promise. Although I do gotta ask, WHY CAN'T RENEE CATCH A BREAK IN HER LOVE LIFE >:(((

No fucking way the moral of episode 7 was "the system is totally not screwed, it's just a few bad apples and also a criminal is a criminal and should be jailed". Barbara literally says the system sucks cause the cops can do what they want and get in anyone's pockets and then nearly gets killed by a cop and then they end it with "actually, I think you do"?! I mean yeah that specific guy deserved prison but ending it on that note of Barbara feeling betrayed and confused on her morals tells a very not-so-delightful message. Glad the show backtracks on all that immediately but it's still weird and definitely could've used some revising to fit in with the rest.

Onomatopeia was awesome though. I remember people claiming his shtick couldn't work when he appeared in Superman and Lois. They said that it only worked in comics and would be too silly out loud. Happy to report that they're wrong.

I feel like I'm the only one who was excited to see Waylon but that's okay cause I got enough excitement for everyone. Love to see my mans kicking the shit out of potential perverts. You go, Waylon!

Dick, Jason, Steph, and Carrie. Definitely an interesting combination. But it's also so nice to see a Jason who grew up in a different environment and is therefore adorable with no rage in his heart. As opposed to Carrie who was ready to kick some ass. The ending to episode 8 really understood Batman, what with him saying he can't leave her there, carrying her and shielding her under the cape, and then asking about her later.

The Harvey bit is kinda cool but 1, I've always been iffy on the shotty DID stuff and 2, I think they coulda gone further. Just watch The Long Halloween for a better Two Face plot.

I like Harvey helping that guy get his stuffed animal back. That was a nice small character moment. If we had more stuff like that and Bruce being unable to confess his emotions to Alfred, I think this whole thing would be better. This one made up for episode 7's little message by having Barbara tell Harvey that it's not so cut and dry and that he deserves help too. I'm glad they went back to that after the whole "sometimes things are black and white" bit. Batman is about helping people just as much as Superman is and I feel like sending a message that "nope, bad is bad and he should just punch people" doesn't fit the entire thesis of Batman.

This finale really encapsulates how this show doesn't quite understand the character of Batman. It may be comic-accurate for him to be an asshole and put on the voice randomly, treat Alfred like crap, and randomly break character with stuff like "don't start growing a conscience now, Dent" but as I said it goes against the whole thesis. This is more along the lines of the Nolan films with the "Bruce Wayne is the mask" bit. And we all know how I feel about those films.

And then it ends on a boring cliffhanger with the boss guy and then a shitty Joker teaser. Boo.

In short, this show is good but it's not anything special. I do really like the classic Batman aesthetic, but that's pretty much it. It doesn't really understand the characters like MAWS and WFA, the overarching plot is kind of uninteresting and it doesn't feel like we're building up to something great. I feel like this show really wanted to use the episodic style to take a look at all these different elements of Gotham's world with references to existing characters and aspects. But whereas MAWS smoothly slid those into its narrative and setting, this just kinda feels like a villain of the week show instead of working towards this grand narrative. And that can be a good thing, I mean I'm a Scooby Doo fan for crying out loud, but in this scenario, it just doesn't work that exceptionally. If it gets a season 2, I'll probably watch it. But this isn't something I'd be excitedly waiting to see new episodes of.

[terrortwinunicorn]

Halloween Masquerade

Damian's POV

My friends had dragged me out of the house practically by force to go to a Halloween Masquerade. They had convinced me I would have a good time. I was tired from being on the road for the past three straight weeks but here I was dressed as a vampiro. The party was in full swing.

Ironically a lot of people from work are here but so are their friends and few family members. I am talking with Finn and Dominik as I see someone talking with Rhea. She wore a pale blue dress, her dark brown hair was curled and up showing off a neck I wouldn't mind sinking my teeth into.

"Who is with Rhea?" I nod towards Rhea and the mystery woman.

"That's her oldest friend. She's know y/n since she was kid. Was a nanny to a friend. Y/N is American," said Dominik "Why?"

I didn't answer as I walked over to Rhea and her friend "Rhea," I said smiling.

"Dame," she smiles "Have you met my friend y/n y/l/n?" she asked as y/n turned. Her face may have been half covered by a masquerade mask but I can see those green eyes of hers and those plush pink lips. She gave me a smile and I swear I think my heart stopped at that moment.

"Hi," she said extending her hand. I took it and kissed the back of it.

"Mi amor," I said with a smile and Rhea rolled her eyes.

"He's a charmer," she said to y/n.

"I can see that," smiles y/n "Lucky for him. I like a charmer."

"And who may you be dressed as?" I asked as I hook her arm with mine leading her to where we can talk.

"Elizabeth Schuyler," she said with a smile.

"Hamilton? That Elizabeth Schuyler?" I asked as we sat in a secluded area.

"That would be the one," she said smiling bringing her drink to her lips and sipping "And you're a," her eyes moved over me "vampire?"

"Vampiro," I said.

"Oh," she smirks "a vampiro," she lazily placed a hand on my forearm.

"Mind if I see your entire face?" I asked reaching for her mask. She gently grabs my wrist.

"What's your rush?" she asked.

"I want to see if those beautiful eyes are as beautiful as your face," I said.

She smirks "After I know your real name. I know it's not Damian," she said" Just like I know Demi's name isn't Rhea Ripley."

My lips curved into a smile "Okay. Okay. Luis Martinez," I said offering my hand.

"Pleasure to meet you Luis," she said as she removed the mask and reveals an equally beautiful face.

I smile "And it's a pleasure to meet you, y/n y/l/n," I said as y/n took my hand and shook it "This party just isn't it. Want to go with me somewhere?"

Y/N grins "Why Mr. Martinez are you suggesting we blow this popsicle stand?" she laughed.

I chuckled "Yeah. I got my car here what do you say? We go anywhere but here," I said.

"Well if I can change," she said "This dress although lovely. Is kinda of cumbersome. My place is like ten minutes from here. If you don't mind," she smiled at me and well I was toast.

"Your wish is my command," I said raising to my feet and offering my hand. She placed her hand into mine and I couldn't help but notice that it fit so perfectly into mine. She rose to her feet and I offer my arm. She linked her arm with mine. We weaved our way out of the party. Stopping only briefly for y/n to grab her purse that had been with Rh-er Demi.

"Be good," teased Demi.

"Always am," said y/n.

"I was talking to Luis," she said giving me the you hurt her you die look.

"I will be," I said as we head from the party. I lead y/n to my mustang and she let out a low whistle.

"Ooo," she said "A 1966 cherry red mustang," she traced the door with her delicate fingertips "My dream car."

I grinned "Nice. Now shall we go?" I asked as I brush my lips against her ear.

"Yes," she said.

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At y/n's place.....

She came out of her bedroom. Dressed casually in jeans and t-shirt a very interesting t-shirt. I raised an eyebrow "My shirt?" I smirk.

"What?" she asked a playful smirk on her face.

"Interesting shirt you have there," I said.

"Oh this," she laughed lightly "It's my favorite shirt," she sat beside me on her sofa "Now. Are we going to sit here or are you going to change too? I can't imagine that vampire. I mean vampiro get up is comfortable." I studied her face. Her eyelashes naturally are long and curly as I could see her bare face as she washed the makeup off. My eyes wandering from her eyes to her lips and back again "Instead of gawking at them. Why don't you kiss them?" I am taken aback by how forward she was "I'm waiting for an answer."

I smirk before leaning in and kissing her. Pulling her close to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. The kiss turns steamy quickly. My hands roam her curves. We pulled back only because our lungs needed air.

"Woah," we both said panting slightly as our lungs filled with air again.

"Remind me to thank Demi for dragging me to that party," she said.

I laughed and nod "She definitely deserves flowers," I said wrapping y/n in a hug "I am thankful my friends dragged me to that party too."

Y/N laid her head on my chest and we spent the rest of the night. Watching TV and getting to know one another.

Yes. I was very thankful we were both dragged against our will to a party neither of us wanted to be at.

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[xplrvibes]

opinion on the finale of Hell week?

Apologies for the delay on this but I didn't watch it until late last night and didn't have the brain power to articulate my thoughts at the time.

Not that I'm in any better a state of mind now, but alas! This is the best it will get, so without further ado:

(As always spoilers and opinions behind the cut, so reader be aware)

I have really mixed feelings about this Hell Week finale.

I actually did like it (parts of it, anyway), I did. I think it fit in well with the story being told in the first two parts and was edited and storyboarded really well.

Here's the thing: I completely zoned out during the first 15 minutes or so. Like...another planet zoned out. There was too much yelling and shenanigans and I was tired, and I couldn't tell you what happened if you paid me to, to be perfectly honest.

I did enjoy the prom bit a little bit, although I thought them "inviting" ghosts from past investigations and having a high school style prom in an elementary school were both odd choices, but I did like the cinematography of the whole thing.

But the shit before that? Blank fucking slate.

But after Kris and Celina left and the ahit started hitting the fan? I perked up.

And boy was the second half of this video a revelation.

I have to preface all this by saying that I don't want to comment on Pythian Priestess or the work she does, because I don't have a full knowledge base of the rituals and what she practices. I'd prefer not to even go down that road when that isn't my particular highway.

So, I'm not going to add my 2 cents on any of that.

Instead, before I get into the big climax of the finale, I want to talk about Sam.

I wish I knew how to vocalize this in a way that wouldn't cause upset, but I don't, so here we go: this man is going to get himself and Colby killed if he doesn't chill the fuck out about wanting to prove the paranormal.

Seriously. This is a problem. I genuinely, genuinely think he would have lept for joy if Colby had said no to the boiler room, because that would've given him an opportunity to take one for the team and do it. I don't care what he said to the contrary - his mouth was saying, "it's safer if you do it," but his eyes were saying, "please don't do it so I can do it and have the Moment."

Look at when he asked the ouija board if *he* was in danger. If they had gotten a yes, he would've shoved Colby out of the way and koll-aid man'ed his way through the wall to get down there. He wants this shit, and he wants it to the exclusion of all reason and safety.

He's going to take it too far some day.

The fact that he knows this and doesn't seem to care is alarming.

And here's the crux of it - he wants it, and Colby doesn't. Colby's a God fearing man (yes yes yes Halloween costumes and blah blah blah but these things can and DO coincide). He doesn't want to put himself in these positions. He doesn't even seem to like going alone. Hes a believer, and he has a healthy amount of trepidation and fear.

And, according to some in the past, his convictions and something about his aura intimidates certain spirits.

So it's a mutual fear society on his side, but Sam's just like, "howdy pardner, step on in and take up shop in my soul!"

If there truly was some kind of dark entity in the vicinity of these two, which one do you think they'd target? The faithful man with plenty of fear to go around, or the guy jumping all over the room begging for a possession?

What I'm trying to say is: IN WHAT WORLD WAS SENDING COLBY DOWN THERE SAFER?

Morons lol.

So, with that in mind, let's talk about this boiler room thing.

First of all, I'm not saying there was or wasn't a possession, or a demonic entity, or what have you. I truly have no clue. None of us can say for sure.

But I can tell you this - Colby was in the throes of a panic attack.

Now, I say this because I have seen quite a few people trying to claim that Colby was "acting" and overdramatizing what happened down there. Putting aside the fact that Colby is a shit actor and we all know it...you cannot fake the effects of a panic attack like that. He can't fake the pale and bloodshot eyes, slurred and stunted speech, the trembling...that was real shit.

Was he also being possessed or developing an attachment? Maybe. Hard to tell. But I'm telling you that he was 100% having a panic attack.

And that was hard to watch.

Now Sam is a much, much better actor than Colby, so it's a little bit harder to discredit anyone saying he's acting in every scenario (believe it or not, that's a compliment). But he seemed to also show genuine fear and concern after leaving Colby alone in the basement, and after getting the responses he was getting. And that was genuine fear and concern when he got back to Colby and got a good look at the state of him.

I don't think any, and I mean any, of that was fake.

Again, I don't know if something attached itself to him or possessed him or what have you. I do think the slow look to the side and smirk was odd and cinematically creepy, but I don't know what it meant. I also think that Pythian Priestess' cleansing ritual happens to include a lot of elements used to calm people in the throes of a panic attack, so it's not surprising he felt better after interacting with her, whether there was something going on or not.

But say for the sake of argument he was either developing an attachment or being possessed. Think about the implications of that. A righteous man gets jog tied like a sacrificial lamb in a basement and challenges an evil being to show him it's power. Evil being proceeds to attempt to do just that. Righteous man somehow gets out of it and the whole evil being is summarily trapped in a jar and thrown in a river (or was he...?), and righteous man lives to fight another day.

Tell me that ain't a banging premise for an episode of Supernatural lol.

Anyway, the ending was really solid, if kind of alarming to watch at times - and by that I mean Colby planting a tree that was STILL IN THE POT - and I thought the little montage at the end was cute and heartwarming. The first 15 minutes almost took me out entirely, but then they really hooked me back in at the end. That's always, always a win.

Overall, I'd give this one a solid 7/10. I'd rewatch the second half of it again, that's for sure.

Anyway, this has been fun! Now that we've seen them all, what are your thoughts?

[forthegothicheroine]

Best Fragrantica reviews of (some of) my favorite perfumes, Part II

First installment here

Maison Martin Margiela By the Fireplace

Careful not to be worn by this perfume instead of being you the wearer. Not that it is oh so powerful, but it may be too bold of a statement piece for, ahem, some. Wearing BTF when you don't look the part and don't give it sense will have you smelling borderline unhealthy. Like your organs inside have worn off and darkened (and burned out, I guess). Truly as weird as it sounds. The raw thing smells very exciting. I love it ashy. I don't see myself daring any soon, however. And I don't find that it worked for the men I know either, as they have (and I cringe to say) whiter auras and don't fit the "handling cognac by the fire" thing. So I've yet to see it really work, which I'm sure will be great. It's a lovely perfume.

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab Bewitched

This is the smell of a witch's brew. She made a special tea for you to drink. You pass out. When you awaken you find yourself in her garden full of poisonous berries, patchouli, weeds, clary sage, and flowers whose petals have been plucked. This is an herbal scent, like walking inside a shop selling only herbs. It's medicinal and like a tea. Not always easy to take in...The smell of sage and musk give it a unisex/masculine quality. I would say that it's more of a guy's type of cologne than a woman's. I would wear it for Halloween with a witch costume or as Morticia Addams. It's really a very engaging scent but it's linear and simple. It's a little green tea and berry. It's got a bite but it's witchy and dark, but not a strong cologne either. For a niche indie frag, not bad.

TokyoMilk Gin & Rosewater

I was in a boutique that carries the Tokyo Milk Curiosite & Bon Bon lines, and I was entranced by this. Florals are not usually my thing, by the way, because I get monster headaches from most of them. Suddenly the salesgirl is RIGHT NEXT TO ME leaning in conspiratorially and says in an awed tone that 'Blake Lively LOVES this one'. OMFG, Blake Lively, you say??!? Like for serious, the real Blake Lively?? OMFG, do you have like, more in the back?!? I'm totally going to buy every bottle you can shove in my basket because BLAKE LIVELY would hang out with me if we ran into each other and then my life could end. Um, not. I almost DIDN'T buy it because of the salesgirls then going into a tizzy about how amazing Blake is. I could not care less, although I'm sure Lively is nice enough. But it did smell cool, so home with me it came, along with the matching lotion.

Serge Lutens La Fille de Berlin

It’s an overwhelming fragrance that smells like the bottom of my grandma’s small square leather purse when we went to mass (her old dried up lipstick💄 the powder compact, the newspaper, the pack of strawberry-ish scented kleenex, the peppermints). It’s vintage, it’s a bit suffocating and I have it printed in my memory 4 ever.

Juliette Has a Gun Magnolia Bliss

Anastasia Steele, no longer a virgin. In her Audi A3, the smell of her new car, first edition books and a new life... That's what comes into mind with this perfume. The night Christian took her for the first time on his helicopter. I can imagine this is exactly what she smelled like that night. With Ellie Goulding's Love me like you do playing in the background. 

Maison Francis Kurkdjian Baccarat Rouge 540

I’m too embarrassed and ashamed to wear this in public just in case a fragrantica influencer comes out of a bush and starts pointing & laughing at me in front of everyone

Tom Ford Tobacco Vanille

what all the hot daddies in every lana del rey song smell like

Jo Malone Velvet Rose & Oud

If your family was religious, traditionally Asian, or both, you'll know this scent. This is the scent of a temple. This is the scent of an altar. Personally I can never wear this because smelling this brings back so many memories of burning incenses, visiting funerals, and saying prayers and wishes. My bottle is literally sitting on an altar.

Perfumer's Workshop Tea Rose

Speaking of the devil. This scent is the one with the Prada's shoes.

4160 Tuesdays Doe in the Snow

This is borne on a Christmas Eve, under the moonlight, a baby fawn just out of it's mother's womb. The moon is full light casting blue shadows snow lightly falling delicate flakes each one unique on the nose of the new born... Pure fresh Christmas morning air stillness not a sound blanketed with drifts of snow that is Doe In The Snow... pure white innocence...velvet petals so delicate under the driven snow...I have seen this in a dream... Another love... I get it...

[ltwharfy]

"Bob's Burgers" Season 5 Episode Ranking Rewatch (Long Post)

So, I've been rewatching "Bob's Burgers" from the beginning and ranking the episodes using the spreadsheet that @babsvibes created! If you want to know why I'm doing this or how I view the 1-5 rating scale, you can check out my Season 1 post! If you want to check out any of the other seasons, I've been using the "bob's burgers episode ranking rewatch" tag for all of them.

Now, on to Season 5:

Average (Mean) Score: 4.57

Mode (\Most Common) Ranking: 5

Ranking Breakdown: 13 5s 7 4s 1 3

Season as a whole thoughts:

I'm so amused by how similar this season's average score was to Season 4- it's only .02 less than Season 4 (the current leader)! This certainly goes along with one of my main thoughts about "Bob's Burgers", and one the things that lead to me doing this rewatch: that it has been a really consistently good show. This was just another consistently funny season.

In the first couple of seasons, I mentioned my memories of watching the show as it was new and my growth as a fan. Here's my fandom memory tied to Season 5. This was during the time that Loren Bouchard and the case were going around doing Bob's Burgers Live" performances in theaters across the country- and I was lucky enough to see them at the Chicago Theatre on March 20, 2015 (I found an email about it. I don't have the date memorized!) And that might play into the rankings for two episodes in this season and one next season. At that event, they showed a completed clip of the then-unaired "Eat, Spray, Linda", an early animatic clip of "The Hauntening", and did a partial table-read of "Housetrap". So, those three episodes would probably always be 5s in my book just for that special memory. (Although, I also think they are really great episodes!)

Some thoughts on specific episodes (and feel free to ask if you want my thoughts on an episode I didn't comment on):

"Work Hard or Die Trying, Girl": Such a fun episode! So many great songs! But what it really made me appreciate this time was Courtney's character, and the development of her relationship with Gene. It would've been so easy for them to have just made her a one-shot character, or to have kept her as being his annoying ex, like she was in the first half of this story, but the end of this episode really marks the beginning of them being friends- and I like that they went in that direction! I think Gene kind of gets the short end of the stick when it comes to friendship- we rarely see him just hanging out with his friends like Tina and her group or Louise with Rudy and the Pesto Twins. But I think his relationship with Courtney is a sweet one that I have been underrating.

"Tina and the Real Ghost": One of my favorite Halloween episodes- I love that it's so offbeat for a Halloween episode. It's not about costumes or trick or treating or frights-yeah, it's a ghost story but the ghost is a pretty obvious joke and (as Tina points out at the end) it's really a way to tell us about the characters and their wants/needs. The scene in the butterfly garden will always crack me up. And I have a cousin named Jeff, so I love Louise saying it was the dumbest name she could think of for a ghost.

"Friends With Burger-fits": If you ask me what the most important episode for Rudy's character development is, my answer wouldn't be "Carpe Museum" or "Bridge Over Troubled Rudy" or "The Amazing Rudy"- it would be this episode, where we learn that he wants to be the bad boy of public radio like Elvis Mitchell. (I don't know if I am joking or not at this point.)

"Dawn of the Peck": Barely edges out "Turkey in a Can" as my favorite T-Day episode because I love Rudy and Mickey and I love the idea of them having T-Day dinner with the Belchers at the end.

"Midday Run": One of the sleeper hits of this season- I always forget how fun this one is! Just a great, fun school storyline! We learn more about Zeke and get the first reference to his crush on Tina. Rudy plays an interesting role in this episode as Tina's sidekick (and I think it's interesting that in "Fingers-loose", the next episode to focus on Tina as a hall monitor, Rudy doesn't appear to be one any more). Also, how come the fact the Bob's seen Edith naked doesn't come up more often? It just seems like it should.

"Speakeasy Rider": Another sleeper hit! I basically forgot about the existence of this episode, but it is fantastic! A great Tina and Louise in conflict plot! The introduction of Sasha! The One Eyed Snakes are back! Gus has a big role (how frickin' great is Gus?!?! I love him!) So much good stuff!

"Late Afternoon in the Garden of Bob and Louise": This is a mixed review 3. There are some things I really love in this episode. "Happy Place, Crappy Place" is a banger. Bob is so cute in his English lady garden hat, talking to his plants. And the scene where Bob and Louise make up is a classic. But I'm not a huge fan of the standard Logan and Louise dynamic of trading insults and antagonizing each other- and this episode has a LOT of that. So, this episode isn't really my jam. (But I know that a lot of other people love that dynamic and love this episode, and that's awesome! As the spreadsheet says, these are just my Personal Rankings, I don't claim to be putting out objective universal truths here.)

"Can't Buy Me Math": I love the way both storylines end in this one! The bowling alley scene is hilarious, and I love Bob stripping for Linda. One of my favorite aspects of Bob and Linda's relationship is that they are both pretty average looking people (I definitely have a Bob Belcher-esque body myself) but they clearly find each other hot as fuck, and the striptease scene really epitomizes that. One of the best Boblin moments!

"Adventures in Chinchilla-sitting": A great "the kids and their friends have an adventure!" episode, and a I love those. A particular highlight of this one: Gene's jokes at Tammy's expense. "We get it, you have email!" and "You're in 8th grade? I thought you were someone's mom!" I love how all the Belcher kids zing Tammy in their own, unique style. Also, "IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII wish my radio worked!"

"Housetrap": One joke I really remember cracking me up when seeing the tableread at "Bob's Burgers Live" was Linda's line about the clocks: "Spooky. They all stopped at 3:13. Oh, wait, they all moved." Not sure why that amuses me so much, but it does!

"Hawk & Chick": I actually posted when I was rewatching this one, but man, this is a fantastic episode! I honestly think it might be a top 10 or 15 episode for me. I knew it was a good, emotional Louise and Bob episode but I forgot how funny it was- Gene in particular has some good lines throughout! And I love Koji! There is just something really sweet and joyful about him; I hope they come up with a reason to bring him back for a third time!

Random Thoughts (stuff that doesn't affect the ratings):

If I thought of any random thoughts while rewatching this season, I don't remember them! So here are some memories of seeing "Bob's Burgers Live" at the Chicago Theatre:

Each of the cast members did a little standup set. I can remember a little bit from all of them except Eugene Mirman, although I do remember that he did some of the same bits from the Netflix special he had at the time ("Vegan on his Way to the Complain Store").

A Dan Mintz joke: "When I was a kid, I would always ask my parents 'who's your favorite kid?' And they would tell me 'we don't have a favorite kid' And that hurt my feelings because I was an only child."

John Roberts sang a song about how people like Linda more than him.

H. Jon Benjamin did a seemingly improvised bit holding a Walgreens bag containing a home drug test for cocaine that you can buy there.

Kristen Schaal did a bit that was, in part, a one woman show about Emily Dickinson. She also joked about attending Northwestern University in Chicago (along the lines of "So if you saw a weird girl mumbling to herself on the L back in 1998, that was me! You missed out on all this!")

There was an audience question part at the end and someone asked the cast if they would help him propose to his girlfriend. Which they not only did, but improvised a little skit about! I cannot remember the whole premise of it, but I do remember a bit where Eugene and Kristen were playing friends of the guy and girl respectively and were making fake small talk with them. Eugene to the guy: "Soooo....sports?" Kristen to the girl: "Soooo...bras?"

Well, thank you for travelling back in time to March 2015 with me! Who knows what I'll talk about in my Season 6 post! (Probably Season 6 of "Bob's Burgers"...)

[thereaderinsertlady]

Heyo! This is for the October Fic Request Event. 🎃 If it’s okay, could you please write a small fic about Elder Princess Shroob and reader preparing a house or Shroob Castle for Halloween and seeing the little kids and little Shroobs go trick or treating.

Ofc!! It was fun figuring out how to write this one. I looove it when there's a language difference! Here's the link on ao3, and I hope you enjoy!

Elder Princess Shroob x Reader - Dearest Subject

The Shroobs were an… interesting species. They had little common ground between their culture and the old Mushroom Kingdom’s, but they did end up adopting a holiday from them– Halloween.

In the dimly lit halls of the Shroob Castle, decorations hung with a sinister charm. Fake purple blood oozed from the cracks in the stone walls, while cobwebs, glistening with an otherworldly glow, were scattered about like forgotten memories. Although it has been only a few years since total take-over of the planet, nothing of the old Peach's castle remained.

Elder Princess Shroob, with her regal demeanor and sharp, crimson eyes, had taken a liking to this holiday despite it being entirely foreign to her species. She saw it as an opportunity to bring her people closer to one another in a way that only involved some silly costumes and decorations. 

You had put up most of the decor along with the help of some of the younger Shroobs. Everytime she passed you in the hall, you were busy placing things that were nearly out of your reach or putting together large figurines that stood up on their own. It was… interesting, to see you work so efficiently, with your strong arms working so hard… 

Sometimes she'd help you, but other times… she liked watching you work.

Though, by this point, you were done with decorating, spending time with her subjects and doing little arts and crafts projects. Carved pumpkins sat just about everywhere– she'd have to take extra care in not accidentally stepping on one due to how large her form is. Her younger sister has knocked a few over, but she made her put them back up neatly– or even redo them if the pumpkin was damaged enough–

A noise slightly startled Elder Princess Shroob, and she glanced over her shoulder to see you standing at the doorway of the throne room. 

You gave her a meek smile, adjusting your hold on the Shroob in your arms. Shroobs age differently than most of the species on this planet, but the Shroob in your arms would be the equivalent of a five year old human. "You seem very deep in thought," you said slowly and carefully, making sure she understood each word of your language. There was a mild language barrier– you didn't fully understand her home language, and she struggled to comprehend yours, but you and her made it work. Sort of.

She hummed, turning her gaze to stare back out the glassless window. "I WAS WATCHING MY SUBJECTS." Her voice was almost booming, bouncing off the walls loudly despite it being her regular speaking volume.

You walked over to stand beside her, idly petting the Shroob's head as he sleepily peered out the window too. "I'm surprised they grasped the concept of trick-or-treating at all. It certainly isn't the most straightforward concept out there."

^I wanna go trick-or-treating too,^ the Shroob mumbled in his home language. It took you a minute to understand what he had said.

"We'll go once things settle down a little out there." You gave him a light, affectionate squeeze, practically hugging him. "Okay?"

"Mmph… Okay…"

You smiled, looking up at Elder Princess Shroob. "And Bella will join us too, right?"

The name Bella was one that you came up with for her. It was quick, easy, and fit in with your language. It was nicer than saying her full title every time you were referring to her.

^I DON'T HAVE A COSTUME,^ she told you, not remembering your language's word for 'costume.' 

"Well, we don't need a…" You cleared your throat, straining your vocal cords to say– ^costume.^ You gave a wider smile. "But if you really want one, it isn't hard to come up with something."

She tilted her head slightly, considering the idea. Costumes were a staple of Halloween, but actually wearing one was foreign to her. She wasn’t even sure what costume she should wear… “YOU’RE… CERTAIN, IT’S ALRIGHT TO NOT WEAR ONE?”

You nodded, reassuring her; "Of course, Bella. Halloween is about having fun, and if you don’t want to wear one that's perfectly fine,” you explained slowly. “You can still enjoy Halloween without one.”

She seemed relieved by your response. "THANK YOU," she said, her voice carrying a touch of genuine gratitude.

You continued to stare out the window, watching the Shroobs buzz around with excitement, going from door to door. After a while you looked down at the Shroob in your arms, seeing that he had fallen asleep. “I, um…” You cleared your throat, looking away with a slight blush. “I should go put him in his bed for a while and let him sleep before going out.”

Elder Princess Shroob gave a nod, reaching over to affectionately pat your head. “I WILL… I will find you… later.” She looked at the sleeping Shroob, realizing that she should try to be quieter. Thankfully, he didn’t stir not one bit.

“Alright.” You adjusted your grip on the Shroob, looking over the kingdom one last time as a thoughtful look crossed your face. “I’ll see you. Later.” 

…You stood there for a bit longer, seeming like you didn’t want to leave her side quite yet. The Shroob began to snore. Your arms started to shake a little, likely aching from holding him for so long.

^Go.^ She patted your head once more. 

You gave her a cheeky smile before shuffling off, going out of the throne room and into the hall. She watched you leave, a mix of fondness and gratitude in her crimson eyes. When your footsteps could no longer be heard, a soft, almost tender smile graced Elder Princess Shroob's regal features. 

Turning back to the window, she continued to observe the Shroobs outside, delighting in their excitement and camaraderie. 

It was heartening to see her subjects so unified, especially in the wake of the tumultuous times they had faced. She could recall the days where her people had to act as hardened warriors and ruthless killers, just so they could survive as a species. In the end, though, she was so glad to have you by her side…

[chicchanmooshy]

Shades of grey, chapter 15 - The nest

And now, the chapter you all have been longing for... XD

@leosgirl82 @thelaundrybitch @roxosupreme @mysticboombox @turtle-babe83 @whispers0fgreen @angelcatlowyn @raisin-shell

warnings: 18+, explicite, smut / lemon, mention of tcest, angst / anxiety, kink exploring

wc: 4000-ish

It was already mid-November and the nights were getting pretty cold. In the lair the temperature dropped as well. Master Splinter seemed not to mind, his fur adapted to the cold weather. And the guys had put up heaters in his room to keep him warm at night, and the humidity out.

To Ishtar it wasn't a big of a deal either. She was used to the cold – her cold water training did help - and knew how to stay warm, and wear more clothing. During the night she slept in warm pj's and she had an extra blanket. But for the guys it was  hard during this time of year. Seeing them on a cold morning, stiff and shivering wasn't a pretty sight. 'I should help them', she thought. Walking to Donatello she presented her observations.

“Yes, it's like this every winter. I hate the cold and am a bit jealous of you. You seem to have no problem with it”, he said.

“The perks of being human born, I guess.. Is there something I can do to help you guys? Sleep together to keep warm?”

“Oh, you always have my vote for that!” Donnie said eagerly. “I also would like you alone in my bed”, he added.

“Yeah, I like that too. But my concern is for all of you. Sneaking away together to another bedroom is always possible, of course. Though, you have to wait your turn.”

“Wait, what?! Do you mean to say you still haven't had sex with Leo yet?! What were you two doing then in your room after the Halloween dinner?”

“Just kissing and sleeping..”

Donnie rolled his eyes. “Ugh, Leo doesn't know what he's missing”, he sighed.

“What am I missing?” asked Leonardo who was curious when he heard his name.

“You don't know what you're missing, to not have sex yet with Ishtar.”

“All in due time, Donnie”, Leo said confident. “Some things shouldn't be rushed.” Leonardo looked knowingly at Ishtar. “And Ishtar here is taking her time to figure out my riddle. The ball is still in her court..” Leo winked at her and walked away.

“What was that about?” asked Donnie curious.

“That? Oh, I figured that out a few days ago. I'm waiting for the right moment to act.” Her thoughts drifted away... and then remembering why she came to Donnie. “Okay, back to the subject we started with. Are there options to sleep together, with five in one space? Do we have the resources to enlarge my bed? Because that is already the biggest bed in the house, is it?”

“For that we have to search the garbage dump. I'll talk to Leo about that. But until we enlarge your bed, we do fit all in there already, only not much room left to move around. Sometimes when we want to enjoy each other sexually, we make a nest. We then drag all our mattresses to one room and sleep there together.”

“Oh, that also sounds alright. Should we suggest that for tonight?”

“Sure, I'll announce it at lunch. Although I wonder if we get much sleep..” he grinned.

“You are way too eager, you know that?”

“Yup! Hey, something else. You mentioned at your last period that you are still fertile..”

“Yes, what about it?” Ishtar asked plain.

“Do you use contraceptives?”

“In a way.. yes.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Ishtar sighed. She was not fond of sharing this piece of information. “As a human I didn't wanted children, so I had myself sterilized in the hospital. Since I still have a human period, I think the sterilization is still intact.”

“You THINK?! You're not even sure?!” Donatello exclaimed.

“How can I be sure of that? I cannot go into a hospital and ask them to check it, now can I? Do you have equipment to check this?”

“Not at the moment, but I can fabricate something.”

“Oh, of course you can.. Is there anything you cannot make?” she asked sarcastically, winked and walked out, not looking forward to that kind of examination.

“Hey guys, because the nights are getting really cold, shouldn't we huddle up in bed together? Make a permanent nest?” Donnie asked at lunchtime.

“What?! Already a permanent nest. It isn't mating season yet!” said Mickey. “But I like the idea, bro! Will you join us, Ishtar?”

“Just for warmth and literally sleeping? Yes. If the nest is placed in one of your rooms, we can use my room for the more physical stuff.. Up until Donnie and me have enlarged my bed, to fit us five in there.”

They all loved the prospect of sleeping warm together every night. But Leonardo wasn't sure if he wanted to share Ishtar, even before he had mated with her yet. Would she already know what he expected of her on their first time together? 'Oh shell, it's starting to get harder to restrain myself around her. I could fuck her right here..'

Sensitive as always, Ishtar felt Leo's energy. Gently touching his mind she told him now wasn't the right time to fuck her on this table. Leo gasped at her response. Challenging she looked him in the eyes and mind-thought to him, ^Oh, try to defy me now!^

'Oh shell, she knows..', thought Leo and swallowed. 'Should I still court her, make a romantic dinner for us? Argh, who am I kidding?! I should demand her now to..'

“Whoa Leo! You're trembling!” Donatello exclaimed. “Are you alright? Is it too cold in here? Should I get you a blanket?”

“No, I'm fine Donnie, it's nothing”, Leo said quickly.

Ishtar looked amused. 'Damn, he almost lost control already. This is going to be interesting..'

Preparations were made and the temporary nest was placed in Leo's room, because there was the most open space. When Ishtar got herself ready to go to bed, she took her own pillow from her room. Arriving in Leo's room she was hesitant to enter. Everyone in the lair had a different sleeping rhythm and Leonardo was probably already asleep. Silently she walked to the nest and crawled under the covers. She sighed and snuggled on her spot to get warm and comfortable. After a few minutes she felt Leonardo trembling near her. “Are you still cold, Leo?” she asked casually.

“Me, cold? When such a hot woman is lying in my bed? No... I'm quite warm right now”, he said in a husky voice.

Because she wanted to sleep she said uninterested, “okay Leo, good night.”

Leonardo hadn't expected that and it left him frustrated. 'I know she wants me, so why isn't she acting on it?' And bit his fist out of frustration. But being a gentleman as ever, he left her in peace. Grateful for his training it took him only a few minutes to settle his mind and fall asleep.

At different times during that night the other brothers came in to sleep in the nest. They all sighed content when they felt the warm bed.

Waking in the morning Ishtar felt really safe, with everyone lying around her. The brothers liked this too, because Ishtar was indeed a lot warmer than they were. And that warmth was something they all craved. Ishtar only felt three bodies lying around her. Well.. more like all over her. She could feel several arms and legs touching her body.

She wondered were Leonardo was. Opening her eyes she was him nearby, meditating, but with a forced look on his face. Frowning, Ishtar scanned his body to discover he had a massive boner right now. Not only that, she could smell his need for her. Forcing down a churr Ishtar wiggled out of Raphael's arms and squatted down in front of Leo. At that moment he started to leak some drops of precum. Looking at it again she thought this was no ordinary morning erection.

“Leo”, she said softly. “Can you open your eyes for me?”

He did and seeing her in front of him made him moan.

“Well, good morning to you too”, she said smiling. “Need some help with that?” she asked and pointed down.

“Hhhh...” was the only sound he could make and shook his head.

“You sure? Because it looks like we can solve this problem easily.”

“... Ishtar-r-r...” he panted and swallowed. “I told you I want to take it slow with you.. Are you telling me you don't want that anymore?”

“I did like the idea. But seeing you like this.. You have to admit, your desires are starting to get the better of you.” Getting naughty, she sat down on her knees and brought her face close to his. “Does it hurt already?” she whispered.

Leo closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. “I'll be alright.”

Ishtar heard someone stirring in bed behind her. “Hey Ishtar”, said Mickey. “Please come back to bed, it's getting cold in here.” Looking in Leo's direction, he chuckled. “And take Leo with you. He'll certainly warm us up!”

Leonardo growled at Mickey and closed his eyes again to gain concentration. Ishtar thought of her breakthrough in Leo's riddle. 'He looks so hot right now. How much effort would it take to break his restraint? And how dominant should I get with him?' She took a breath to get into the right energy. Opening her eyes again she took Leonardo's face in her hands and asked for his attention. Feeling her change in energy, Leo's breathing quickened. 'Please take me now, you're killing me!'

“What you're doing now, isn't healthy Leonardo. And there are only a few options here.

One, I respect your wish to take it slow and leave you in this “state”.” Leo groaned.

“Or two, I let your brothers take care of you..” Behind her Mickey churred loud.

“Or three... I'll straddle you and grind over your rockhard yummy cock until you whimper and beg me to wrap myself around you. And then I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you're gonna scream my name so loud they hear it topside..”.

Leo squeaked, panting hard and looked desperately at Ishtar. 'Oh shell, I'm gonna die..'There was a continuous stream of precum leaking out of him now. Desperately trying to control his body, Leo closed his eyes again.

“Do you want me to make a decision?” Ishtar asked.

Panting, Leonardo nodded, “yes please..!”

Ishtar got up. The look Leo gave her, with so much disappointment almost broke her heart. “Shh, it's alright Leo. Be there with you in a second..” She removed her pj's and shivered a bit in the cold air. Turning around she walked in her most sensual way to him. Kneeling down and keeping true to her word, she straddled him. With a sigh she relaxed in his lap, Leo trembling all over. “I have a few demand here, Leo”, she said stern.

“... anything for you..!” he panted.

“Whatever we do today, there are safewords. Orange and red. They apply to us both. Do I need to explain what this means?”

Leo shook his head.

“I want to hear you making sounds. I want to know what turns you on, what hurts and the things you like. I wanna hear you moan, groan, growl, scream and most of all, I wanna hear you churr..”

In response Leonardo finally let his churrs out, loud.

“Good boy”, she smiled. “And last, no holding back today..”

Leo still didn't move. So Ishtar placed one hand at the back of Leo's head and the other on top of his carapace. Pulling him in she kissed him softly. Leo's arms embraced her tight to his chest and she moaned. When she opened her mouth and asked for entrance with her tongue to his, he finally responded. He took possession of her, all of her. Hands roaming all over her body. Leo didn't know where to start first. While he kissed her neck Ishtar was grinding her body to his, moving her hips in the process. Moaning his name she panted, “wanna feel a little trick?”

“Whadaya got for me?” Leo churred.

With precision she rolled her hips over his cock a few more times. When she felt the tip she tilted her hips back to slide his entire length in. All at once.

“Fuuuuuck Ishtar-r-r...!” Leonardo screamed and cursed a lot more. He was so overwhelmed by this intense feeling his hips bucked. Grabbing her ass tight he stood up and slammed her against the nearest wall and started thrusting. The intensity overwhelmed her, all she could do was kiss him everywhere she could reach, groaning his name and enjoying every bit of him.

“Sweetheart, I'm about to cum, I'm sorry...” Leo panted in her neck.

“Shh, no apologizing needed. Let me have it!” she reassured him. It only took him three more thrusts to cum hard, coating her inner walls with his seed. The feeling of his cock pulsating inside of her was... felt... so good.

“Mmm Leo..” she purred. “Let's do that again..”

“Gladly at your service”, he groaned and nipped at her neck.

“SHELL, that was hot! Could you two give us another show like that? And what was that trick with your hips Ishtar, can you show me?” Mickey exclaimed and churred.

Ishtar looked in his direction and saw three horny men. She chuckled and kissed Leo again, a long loving kiss. “Shall we move our party to my room? Raph, Mickey and Don can have the nest for now.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He let her down so she could walk.

As he walked to the door, he admired her ass. He held the door open for her on purpose. So he could hit her on the ass. The slap echoed loudly through the bedroom. Ishtar let out a scream, followed by a churr, and looked at Leonardo. "You, me, shower, now!" she said in a dominant voice.

"Yes ma'am!" he replied with a grin.

Mickey, Donnie and Raph looked at each other.

“Do you know what this means?” asked Raphael.

“Yeah dude, no training today!” said Mickey.

“Yes Mickey. But this opens doors to more possibilities with her.”

“Do you mean... group sex..? Is it finally happening?” Mickey asked big such big eyes, still a bit in disbelieve.

“I like our one day off, but how do we deal with the noises they're making?” asked Donnie.

“Dealing? Tsk Donnie, we're gonna do what they are doing!” said Raphael and nipped at his neck.

In the bathroom Ishtar and Leonardo showered, cleaning up each other. Along with sweet kisses and cuddles. Leo apologized for the slap on her ass.

"No need to apologize, I actually liked it. Just don't do it too often. Leave some for Raphael”, she grinned and kissed him again.

Then Leonardo suggested a cleaning ritual.

“Sounds interesting, please tell me more.”

“We'll scrub each others carapaces with a small brush and with our full concentration on our loved one. After I am done with yours and you're covered in soap, I will rinse everything with water from this bowl. The water will be warm. And I would like.. love you to do my shell as well..” he said lovingly.

“I like it already.”

Her first experience with special care to her shell was when Donatello had smoothed her shell after her escape. That was nice. But this was so much better and intimate. Leonardo had placed a pillow on the ground with a towel draped over it and sat her on top of that. He sat on the floor with his legs around the pillow. If Ishtar reached down she could touch his knees. It felt safe to hold on to him.

“Am I allowed to talk or sing?” she asked.

“Yes you are, as long it isn't small talk. I would love to hear you sing, just for me”, he said while scrubbing on.

So she sang: All related – Nessi Gomes

Somewhere in the song Leonardo brushed against one of her erogenous zones. Ishtar churred softly, “mmm Leo...”

Wakan Tanka Gran espíritu Agradeco Pachamama

Wakan Tanka Tunkashila Agradeco Pachamama

En el cielo, con los pájaros que vuelan las oraciones

Y amor Misterio de la luna

Amor Mi vida preciosa

Amor Dame dame fuerza

Amor Confía medicina

“You liked that, darling?”

“Yaaaah..” she breathed long, half in trance.

Leonardo scrubbed on, “sing for me, sweetheart.”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

“Wow, that song IS alive!”

Omnia – Alive!

Hot like the sun, wet like the rain

Green like the leaves, live is a game

Star in my hand, shine moon shine

Everything's cool and I feel fine

Can you touch

Can you hear

Can you feel

Can you feel alive today

“Yeah, they're good at that, just like this ones.”

“This kind of music is called pagan-folk. My favorite band for years.”

Omnia – Grone Lunden

Omnia – Call me satan

“Not anymore?”

“No, they stopped playing a while ago, but I still like their music. I like several kinds of music. It depends on my mood which I listen to. Sometimes pagan-folk or new age, psy trance, classical and also hard rock.”

“You listen to hard rock? I didn't know that! Raphael is going to like that.”

“On rare occasions I need to blow off steam. And that works best for me with music. Nirvana, Queens of the Stone Age, Tool, Monster Magnet, Guano Apes, or anything else I need in that moment, preferable with loud gitares.”

“How do you blow off steam?”

“Dancing, head banging, singing, sometimes screaming, volume set loud..” she shrugged. “But those are rare occasions. I don't get angry easily. Not much anger in me. Frustration of course is something else.”

“Hahaha, if you say so.. Alright, your shell is done. Let me get the water so I can rinse the soap off.”

The whole experience was... so nice. Real attention for one another, warm water cascading down your back and a warm towel to keep you warm. Ishtar purred.

She sighed happily and changed places with Leonardo. He in turn instructed her how to scrub and where to pay more attention. “This is an intimate way to get to know our lovers' body and with that their erogenic spots.”

“Do you know all the spots of your brothers?”

“No, I don't know all of them, but at least a few. We don't always have so much free time, with the crime fighting topside.”

Keeping quiet for some time, he thought of how they have lived their lives up until now. Ishtar laid her hand on his shoulder, saying “I'm here if you need to talk or just feel safe.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that”, and placed his hand on hers.

When Ishtar got halfway Leo's shell, Raphael came in. “Hey guys, don't mind me, I just need to pee..”

Leonardo acknowledged him with a nod. Ishtar froze the moment Raphael stated his business. “Dear Goddess, not now..” she whispered. “Sorry Leo, I'll continue shortly, give me a minute..” and she covered her ears. Confused what was going on with her, Leonardo turned around to look at her. He mouthed “are you alright?”

Ishtar shook her head and even closed her eyes for a moment. Raphael didn't notice and left the bathroom soon after. Ishtar trembled when she opened her eyes again.

“What was that about?” Leo asked.

Ishtar shook her head, so Leo hugged her, rocking with her. “Hey, no holding back, remember? Tell me, your secret is safe with me. You know, the connection we are making today is also about trust, trusting each other with anything.”

She sighed. “This thing is still very new to me. I haven't given myself any time yet to think about it, or to analyze it.. I don't know if I'm disgusted by it or that it's just a kink..”

“Go on”, he encouraged her.

“The night when I hid in the bathroom, when I panicked.. I got turned on... by the sounds... of Raphael... peeing..” she spoke quietly and blushed.

“Interesting,” said Leo. “And are you only turned on by Raphael... doing that, or do you respond to all of us?”

“I don't know, I haven't made a study out of it.”

Leo chuckled, “now I hear Donny talking.”

“Yeah, I'm a little science nerd too, in case you didn't know yet.”

“I do know now. Do you want to explore this possible kink?”

“I guess...” she said a bit unsure. “What are you gonna do?”

“To empty my bladder”, he said grinning and walked to the toilet.

“Oh boy..”

“Hey, that is my line!”

Ishtar giggled.

'Good', thought Leonardo, 'she can still laugh'.

Unfortunately, the first sounds she heard did made her a little tense. Soon after, she felt the first churr rising up in her body. And another one, which was even louder. But she still felt uncomfortable. Leonardo felt it too, even at that distance. “Relax sweetheart, you're safe here. Just go with it, don't fight it.”

“Hhh... churr... Leo...”

The last splash was too much for her, she whimpered his name. Walking over Leonardo felt sorry for her. She sat there like a trembling pile of misery, not knowing what to do with herself. “Hey, did I cross a line?” he asked carefully.

Through falling tears she whispered, “I don't know. Can you just hold me?”

“Yes, of course, come here.”

It took well over ten minutes for Ishtar to calm down. “Ishtar, I have to ask. What just happened to you?”

“I'm not sure. It did turn me on... I had difficulty to express those feelings. I know I'm safe here, safe with you.. but … it almost felt like there's a blockage on it. Like … I'm not allowed to get sexually aroused by that... My body knows how to react, but my mind is blocking it.. Those mixed signals, I got anxious...”

Leo kissed her gently on top of her head and then looking her in the eyes. “Do you remember we set safe words today?”

“I do, but in that moment.. I couldn't think straight, my mind wasn't there..” she said sad.

“It's alright, I kept watch over you. A good lover always does. Does it help to say, you can always come and listen to me.. do that. Just to get used to it, until you're ready to explore it further? And does it also help if I told you we all have kinks?”

“Oh yeah? Care to share yours?”

“Well, one of them is pain..”

“One of them? You mean you have more than one kink? And pain...? Receiving or giving pain?” she asked carefully.

“Both”, he answered with a darker voice. “But only if I got someone's consent... Is there anything else what can calm you down now? Anything at all?”

“Some music would help.. But I haven't finished your shell yet..”

“Don't worry about that, we'll pick up later when we're ready again. Go get your music in here.”

They listened quite a while to these songs and more instrumental music, up until her stomach started rumbling. “Did you hear that? For our next activity my stomach has made a suggestion” she chuckled.

She chose these ones: Ugress – Your monster is me

Dreamstate logic – Etheric echoes

Perpetual loop – Sunspots

“Finally, I'm starving!” and nipped at her shoulder with his teeth.

“Hey! None of that now! I'm not the main course..”

Pouting looking at her he said “too bad... are you sure about that?”

“Yes and pouting doesn't make you attractive, so stop it. Come on, let's get dressed and have breakfast with me.”

[marumafan]

Comments on the murakenzu story 2021.10.29

SPOILERS under the cut

My opinion

There's quite a bit to unpack here.

0) Memo app

Posting from the iphone memo app straight to twitter... keep it classy sensei XDD

1) College

Yuuri's not going to college!? I mean.. you know. He's lucky he got that king gig of his because I wonder what he would have done otherwise. (80% of Japanese people get an education higher than high school)

I remember when a fan guessed that Shouri would get him a job working for him when he became a politician; if the king thing didn't pan out. And I mean... it's a very good fan guess, tbh.

2) Uniforms

Remember when Miko asked Yuuri if he was into "people who wore uniforms" as a euphemism for him liking guys? (douj4. change) Well, here we go! I couldn't stop thinking about that story as I read this...

I found these two guys dressing up other guys in their mind quite shocking... Is this what teenage boys are into now?

3) Mura thirst

XDDD Damn boi, you're gonna turn Shinma into Svelera XDD Are you really putting Yuuri in these costumes? The first one, I imagine is a soccer uniform, thus the shorts. XDD Yuuri's embarrassed to show them layyygs, boiii LOL XDD

But Mura's like NIIIICE.

Also, the thirst for Josa is palpable (Yeah, yeah. Yuuri agrees to it too, but I like a side of josaken to my yuuram, so I read it like that). There's a part where Mura gets mura-mura over Joza in swimwear, and I mean... I understand, but still! Bad Sensei, bad!!! *sprays water*

4) Hachimitsu-chan

Awwn.

Murata asks at some point if Yuuri is thinking of Hachimitsu-chan (Yuuri's pet name for Wolfram since 'Crossheart' April, 2006), Yuuri says "who dat?" and then says "no" in a very tsundere way, adding that 'he' is a guy so no XDD Yuuri pls. I ask again,,, who is tsundere now!?

So, Yuuri lets his imagination fly dressing up all of these characters (including Wolf!!!) in his mind along with Mura, but admitting to daydream about 'gallant, strong, brave, ririshii Wolfie' , that's too much. Yuu, boo; make it make sense~

5) Josa fashion leader

I remember when Gun-gun was the Takuya Kimura of Shinma XDD

((There's this band called SMAP in Japan (as big as the backstreet boys in the 90s), and one of the members was Takuya Kimura who got the 'best jeanist' awards (as in jeans fit him the best award... i know, Japan), and idk why but Gun-gun being the 'most beautiful' whatever always gave me Kimura vibes (Did Yuuri ever say that? Did I imagine it?? Was it all a dream O_O!?).

Anyway, I feel like Jozak is replacing Gyun now as the biggest fashionista. Gunter's too old , too much of a creep? We need someone young to bring in the masses X'D

6) Ice hockey?

Yuuri says they should bring ice hockey to Shinma...? What? How, where... how are we making the ice rink?

Lemme guess MAgic... uh-huh... I mean at least baseball you can play anywhere, but I feel like ice hockey would be a stretch.

Then again I feel like sensei threw that in just to circle back to Halloween, as a story telling mechanism. Yuuri's never talked about ice hockey before. There's no famous Japanese ice hockey players, so probably just a story telling device.

(Although imagine if they do and then Gwen and Anini end up doing figure skating XDDD SENSEI NOO! Bad sensei! *sprays water*- for those who don't know Gwen and Anini's names come from REAL figure skaters who were famous in the 2000s XDD Sensei don't!)

7) Other World Reincarnation Study Group in Yuuri's HS?

Are we gonna get new characters introduced??? Was it just a plot device to end the story?!

8) Sensei's extras

In this tweet, after posting the story sensei says : I think that Yuuri and Wolf would look good in table tennis uniforms XD She also doesn't understand why Yuuri has no problem wearing regular clothes has an issue with the soccer uniform. Sense, if you don't know then who does?

Such a short story, so much to say. I'm just starving for content at this point. Happy Halloween, everyone!

[viking-writing]

In case you don't bother to read this; Liebeslied will carry on. The girl I dedicated it to four years ago, did not deserve all the time and effort I put into this fic series. I have breathed this series 24/7 for four years. Either by writing, thinking or acting out scenarios by myself. The girl that I dedicated it to decided to end our friendship. She got a bf and a career. So she "grew up". Which is typical.

I will continue my Rammstein AU Hulder fic series called Liebeslied. But not for this year (as previously planned around Xmas). I will keep this Universe alive and published around Halloween time in 2023. As, although this October have been stressful and depressing (for many reasons I won't list up now), I still despite it all; LOVE October and Halloween! So it's fitting that Liebeslied will first be published around Halloween 2023. Maybe I can turn it into an annual thing? One of the fics or half of one of the fic pr. Halloween? That could be cute!

Basically; This last half year of 2022 has been CURSED to me. Two of what I considered to be my best friends decided to call it "over". I saw one of them as a brother, even though we had never met in person (we had seen each other on video calls so I know he is legit and not a catfish!) we had texted for every single week for 13-14 years (I turned 30 this year) I had known him for nearly half my life. And I haven't heard from him this entire year now and I probably won't ever hear from him again. He got a gf in march and I didn't know until this summer. That could probably be the reason, but it does suck that he never had the balls to tell me WHY. He just ghosted me. 13-14 years down the drain. The irony is that he would post the lyrics of "Never gonna give you up" by Rick Astley to try and cheer me up. And then he did just that; He GAVE ME UP. Top of irony! :/

But I remind myself that at least I DIDN'T do anything wrong! It was THEY who gave ME up. And so I have to carry myself as if they never existed. It will be rough, but I have to manage. I am waiting for 2023, so that I can start all over. Without them.

Please. Be patient with me. I have lots of editing to do now since I have to change the main character's name in Liebeslied and as she is the main character she is mentioned in several hundred pages already and the first fic in the series is not even done yet. Lots of editing to do!!

I am changing her name because the girl who I dedicated the story to was the one to give the main character her first name. I wanted her to name her. As a "birthday gift". And now, honestly, I don't think she is worthy to have given the main character her name. It won't be changed too much. Just changing some letters. But it will still be a little different. And that is good. The previous name was more fitting and fit more of a background story as to why she got her name. It was all planned. It sucks. But that's how it is now. I have to change her name!

Any(gays)ways. I am back (sort of). I probably won't be as active as I used to be. But I will post more poetry (even though Liebeslied won't happen in 2022.) Stay tuned for Halloween 2023! I hope you will love for what will come then! I at least love YOU! <3

P.S; A lil "shout out" (not really you know you are popular here!) to @notafraidofredyellowandblue Thank you for possibly helping me out with fonts later in the future , at Ao3! You are, as we say in Norway; "En knupp"! <3 ("A flower bud"/ a person that is nice and kind and just lovely all the way through<3)

You killed me on a Wednesday

But I got reborn on a Sunday! 💋

Basically; I won't let this bitch ruin what I have worked so long to create. Yes I had a meltdown but that doesn't mean she is worth it to be ruined. Yes. I dedicated it to her. As I gave her a universe.

A universe with so much backstory and so much emotion, so much fantasy...so much of everything.

I wasted money. I wasted time. I made her a Norwegian dictionary written by hand. I showed my country. Where I grew up. I shared her secrets. I have wasted my creativity. My devotion. Wasted so many whole 24 hours and nights just to write for HER. And this bitch even gave the main character of my story, a perfect name. It fit with the story. Of what this character would become. Of what the purpose of the charcter was going to be. I even found the perfect backstory to why she got the name. It fit with where the main character was from. From Argentina. It was perfect. But she now needs a new name. As that french bitch screwed me over. I now have to rename the main character of Liebeslied. It will be similar to the old. Because I am lazy. And she is mentioned in several hundred pages already. Don't care to edit away all the first name and replaxe it with a brand name. You can't complain on me for that!

But it's scary isn't it? How you can dedicate your entire self to someone. And then with a single "yeah sorry..." they can brush you off. As if you never happened. Like 3 weeks ago I was happy. I was actually editing the chapters I already had, instead of making new ones. I was going to give my universe. My work for 4 whole years. 24/7 for 4 whole years. If I didn't wrote. Then I thought about it. If I didn't thought about it. I acted it out (but alone because I am not the kind to be talking to myself in front of others). My whole life for 4 years (almost 5) and this bitch would get it all for x-mas. For FREE. But no. That's not what happened.

I had to ask her. It had to be done;

hey? Are we still friends?

And she had to shoot me down.

"Yeah Sorry...should have told you long time ago.."

"Yeah sorry..." as in "yeah btw..." our friendship to her was just that..."yeah sorry." " Yeah btw..."

Because she "grew up". She got a bf. A career. "I'm not the same".

No. She weren't. But that doesn't change the fact that

I wasted 4 years for something that died about 2 years prior to this. And she knew it was dying. And I was naive.

I dedicated A UNIVERSE for her. I don't think she will ever realize this!!

A whole UNIVERSE. It had people in it. People that to her was pure fiction but I myself saw them as my children.

And she doesn't want me to give it to her. She never replied to my "could I still post you Liebeslied once its all done. As a form of closure. You don't have to contact me beyond that. Just for closure. Beyond that I wish the best for you aswell".

She never bothered to reply.

Well you know what?

I have had 3 weeks. To think this over. My conclution?

She doesn't deserve what I gave her. She never did. I was just a way to "pass time". So she could get a bf and a career.

The time. The effort. The money. My creativity. My writing. My enthusiasm. My PASSION! My dedication and lastly even my tears and sanity. She didn't deserve ANY of this. She made her choice! She gave me up. Just like that. I wasn't even worthy of a

"hah no thanks I don't want Liebeslied anymore."

She gave this up. But I won't. I won't give up.

She will never know how Liebeslied ends. And that'd ok. She doesn't deserve to know how it ends! It's not for her anymore!

And so I wipe away my tears before they fall. Always before they fall. Because that french bitch doesn't deserve them.

Her friendship to me was simply to her a way to "pass time" until she got a bf and a career.

I am worth more than that!

And so is the Universe that I have created. That I have breathed, every day for so long! Which is why the first fic of the Liebeslied series will be published in 2023 as then everything about this bitch will be in the past.

Tania as the main character is dead.

And Thalia has risen from her ashes.

And with that minor change. Liebeslied will live without that bitch. That french whore that left me for a man and a career. Nope! Screw that!

I will have the first story done in 2023. That is a promise! And it will be good. It is (if I'm gonna say so myself and I will!) way too good to be given up because of something as lousy as her! And I know. Deep inside my still somehow shattered heart. I do know. That some of you yes you; you lovely, amazing, kind, wonderful, beautiful beings...SOME will love it. Some of you will love that universe that I have spent so long making! I am sure.

And unlike that bitch, you all actually deserve this universe!

I have risen. For you! Because of you! My wonderful followers and mutuals, I have kept the little drop of my sanity left. It is the thought of you all that have kept me going for these 3 weeks and more!

I know now that I am better than that bitch. Why? Because I know the meaning of friendships. And that lying bitch obviously doesn't!

So hail to me. For I have risen!

Hail to Liebeslied. For this universe and it's children will go on!

And I promise I will impress and scare some of you. I will make some of you angry. I will make some of you you smile. And some of you will cry and wish that my children would exist and I will have to remind you that they DO! THEY WILL BE BACK! You just as much I breathes life into them! All my followers and mutuals and especially those of you that have wanted and longed for this Universe ...for MY universe to carry on, I am doing this for YOU! And it WILL carry on! Next year. It will all break loose! And I hope you are ready!

Because guess what mothafxahs?

I am back bitches! The gothic viking is stubborn. It's in my name. Viking. And so it's in my blood to be stubborn and keep it going.

I am back! And I oh my have I missed you all! You lovely fxers, you!

��⚔🖤

As my fic Richard would say:

Let's go, Honey! We got this! 💋

[mo-art-please]

Toads and Corpses

Title: Toads and Corpses

Rated: T (for teens)

Dragonball Z - Vegeta x Bulma

Disclaimer: I do not own or profit or make anything off of this.

The music was blaringly loud, a fact that Vegeta wished he could ignore. The pounding beat echoed in his ears as he pushed his way through the gyrating crowd , out of the dancehall's large wooden doors, and into the lobby. Capsule Corps Annual Halloween party was in full swing in the next room but Vegeta wanted nothing to do with it. How many years has he attended or at least acknowledge the annual holiday bash? Too many and he was tired of being crowded by worthless masquerading humans with hideously-fake looking costumes that smelt like rubber and plastic. He needed to breathe god damn it and there was no way in hell he could do so in there!

With a agitated sigh Vegeta threw the jacket he was carrying on the arm of one of the lobby's expensive leather couches and sat down with a thud. With an irritated growl he crossed his arms and ankles and glared across the room. Oh how he hated such pointless human celebrations. It was a waste of time and most importantly oxygen.

Vegeta watched as several humans dressed in outlandish clothing entered the building in a fit of giggles and pointless chatter and quickly make their way to dancehall. He hoped that if he were lucky that maybe he could spend the rest of the evening in the lobby where the music was muted to a tolerable level, the air was clean, and people were scarce. Footsteps from behind told Vegeta that he would have no such luck.

"Hey Vegeta! What are you doing in here? You're missing the party, " Goku's large clumsy hand landed on Vegeta's shoulder from behind the couch as he spoke and a goofy grin plastered onto his youthful face.

"I'm trying to get away from idiocy but it seems to follow me wherever I go." Vegeta sneered up at the taller man and shook the hand on his shoulder off . Kakarott was by-far the last person he wanted to run into at the moment. The idiot could give a rock a headache. And by the stupid baseball costume Kakarott was wearing Vegeta figured he too decided to join the humans in the festivities. What a pathetic excuse of a Saiyan.

Goku removed his baseball cap to scratched his head in bewilderment but quickly shrugged it off and started looking around the room as if searching for someone or something. Who knew what the imbecile was thinking…if he even thought at all.

"Hey Vegeta?"

Vegeta cringed at the man's voice but managed to stay stoically still. Was it just him or was Kakarott's voice an equivalent to nails on a chalkboard? Or worse, Chichi. "What?" He ground out through clenched teeth.

"Have you seen Bulma? I haven't seen her all day. I looked for her at the party but I couldn't find her anywhere and her Ki is so small I have a hard time locating her with all these people around. Do you happen to know where she might be?"

Vegeta blinked in surprise. He hadn't seen his wife since that morning and was stunned that he hadn't noticed her absence at her own party. It seemed no one had noticed except for Goku, something that Vegeta didn't want to acknowledge at the moment. Having another man being more in tuned with his own wife wasn't something Vegeta wanted to think about, especially when it was his greatest rival. So instead of pondering his reckless abandonment for observation he decided to cover it up the only way he knew how.

"Do you think I keep track of that wench? I have better things to do with my time," Vegeta huffed and stood up from the couch. Despite his aloof behavior his eyes scanned the expansive lobby for a blue headed beauty that he was intimately acquainted with. Only a hand full of people were scattered around the room, most of them secluding themselves away from the loud music to make some phone calls before going back to the party.

"So you don't know where she is?" Goku asked the older man while scratching his chin.

Vegeta gave the younger man a deadpan glare. "No, I don't."

All of a sudden several women's screams pierced the lobby as a group of girls came tumbling through the dancehall's doors and into the room. Vegeta and Goku wince at the earsplitting pitch of their shrieks and squeals as they ran across the lobby's glossy tile floors. Not far behind the small horde of females were Trunks and Goten carrying large bloated toads. The pre-teens chased the women almost to the exit and would have continued out into the parking lot if they hadn't been summoned from their fathers. With heavy disappointed sighs they abandoned the chase.

"Having fun?" Vegeta asked his eleven year old son dispassionately.

Trunks shrugged casually and tossed the obese frog to his other hand. "We were before you called us," he muttered but then grinned wickedly. "Those girls are so easy to scare, it's hilarious watching them stumbling over themselves because of a little toad."

Vegeta grunted in agreement and eyed his son. Trunks costume wasn't more than tattered clothing covered in artificial blood but it looked convincing. His skin was airbrushed pale and Bulma had done an excellent job making Trunks look like a zombie with bloody bite marks and decaying flesh. She was definitely a master at make up. Vegeta also noticed that Kakarott's youngest son was also dressed up as the living dead. Great, he thought, two ghouls to haunt him the rest of his miserable life.

"That wasn't very nice Trunks and Goten," Goku scolded half-heartedly but then smiled and ruffled his son's dark hair . "Oh by-the-way have you happened to see your mother, Trunks? I've been looking for her," Goku asked Vegeta's son.

"Mom?" Trunks scratched his chin with his thumb and pondered. "I can't say that I have. Goten, have you seen her?"

Goten shook his head negatively.

Goku sighed in defeat and shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well, I guess if you see her let her know I was looking for her. I'm gonna' go back to the party before Chichi starts getting too upset. Oh Vegeta, I almost forgot to ask, what is your costume suppose to be?"

Vegeta glared at the man in front of him. The moron couldn't tell that he hadn't dressed up at all? That he was just wearing his casual tee-shirt and jeans? The man was dumber than a brick. "Human" Vegeta snarled sarcastically.

"Oh…" Goku blinked several times. "Well it does look like a human costume I suppose…" He patted his son's head one more time and saluted Vegeta before heading back through the dancehall's wooden doors. Vegeta rolled his eyes at his departure.

Vegeta looked down at Trunks and Goten. "You're dismissed," he waved the boys off and they eagerly left in search for their next victims. Vegeta watched the boys leave and then with a heavy exhale he sought for Bulma's Ki with his mind. He searched the entire compound, shuffling out the useless Ki signatures that surrounded him and found her energy ebbing in the vicinity of the gardens. He slipped his leather jacket on and headed out the building to find her.

The air was cold and Vegeta's breath came out as puffs of vapor. He shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans to keep them warm as he trekked down the pathway toward Bulma's Ki. Although Saiyans were known to be a hardy race that could withstand even the most brutal environments, Vegeta still preferred the hotter deserts or even the humid tropical climates over the cold that surrounded him now. Fortunately Bulma and himself were heading to their winter vacation home on its own private beach in Maui in two weeks and he'll miss the rest of the cold front that was coming through.

Vegeta cursed when he tripped over a heavy plastic tombstone. He glared down at the offender before he kicked it in retribution for causing him to stumble. Vegeta watched as it sailed through the air and off into the night with a sense of vindication. It was about a minute before he heard a crash from the parking lot and the screeching of a car alarm. There was so much mist from the multiple fog machines placed strategically throughout the vegetation that he was slightly surprise that he had only tripped over one of the many tombstones scattered throughout the park.

Vegeta continued on and it wasn't long until he spotted Bulma sitting on a bench deep within the center of the garden. She looked so small and fragile next to the large foliage and hedges that the dominating male in him wanted nothing more than to carry her back into the warmth and safety of their bedroom. His protective nature seemed to come out quite often when he was in the presence of his delicate wife. But for now he pushed the need down and with a calculating eye he took in her appearance as he approached her from the side.

Bulma, like their son and his friend, was dressed as a member of the living dead. Her usually porcelain skin was even paler than normal and false blood was splattered over her black tee-shirt and bleached jeans, up her arms and across her chest while several drops stained the smooth skin of her cheek. A large gash expanded across her neck as if someone had tried taking an axe to her throat and the blood had dripped down from the wound to the swell of her breasts before drying. The fake lesion was unnerving but as she turned and smiled at him he realized that it was not as unsettling as the smoky grey contacts she wore. They covered up her bright, jovial eyes and made her look cold inside and out. She looked legitimately dead and it made his heart stop.

"Hey you," Bulma smiled brightly up at him through dead eyes and patted the empty space next to her on the bench . Vegeta sat numbly next to her, his eyes never leaving the grisly wound in her neck. He kept telling himself it was fake, just a special effect for a stupid human ritual but his heart was constricting with a sickening emotion. Horror. Horror that the demons of his past have come back to haunt him. If they had touched her…killed her…he clamped down on the sickening feeling of panic . It was just makeup. It wasn't real.

Vegeta couldn't resist and reached out to touch Bulma on the neck. She took it as a sign that he wanted to view her craftsmanship but in truth he wanted to feel her warmth. Wanted to feel her blood pulse strongly in her veins beneath her flawlessly delicate skin. Wanted to know she was alive.

"So whatcha' think? Not bad huh? Looks pretty darn authentic doesn't it?" Bulma asked proudly as she craned her neck so he could inspect her handiwork more closely. Vegeta knew her eyes would have been sparkling with self-satisfaction if it weren't for those damn contacts she wore.

"Humph," he snorted, " not bad I suppose. I've seen more realistic." He answered quietly as he swiped his thumb back and forth over the fiery pulse in her neck. There was no way he was going to admit that her makeup job disturbed him so much. Vegeta felt that he was sitting next to the talking corpse of his wife and if it wasn't for the soft sound of her breathing and the steam it made, plus the healthy beat of her heart beneath his fingertips, he knew for sure the pressure of fear that was clenching his heart would burst it in-two. Never had this holiday made him feel so sick to his stomach. Sick with fear that he would lose Bulma.

Bulma rolled her eyes at his statement. "I'm sure you have you evil son-of-bitch but I still did good." She pouted playfully and stretched her arms up over her head, unconsciously arching her perfectly ripe breasts forward. "I think rigor mortis is setting in." She said jokingly while twisting back and forth in an attempt to pop her spine.

"Where have you been?" Vegeta changed the subject from his past, a topic he was still uneasy conversing with his lover about. If his angel truly knew what horrible atrocities he had done in the past she may leave him. God what would he do if that were to ever happen?

Bulma sighed in frustration and slumped rather unlady-like on the bench. " I just went through hell and back these last three hours in the kitchen. It seems that the catering company royally fucked up and didn't send enough food. I've been calling every restaurant I know to see if they could prepare more hors d'oeuvres and entrees for the buffet. They could but they had no means for delivery so Tony, Vinny, and myself loaded up into the shipping trucks and picked up the food ourselves and brought it back. I just recently had the chance to come out here and catch my breath." She sighed heavily in exhaustion. "It was a nightmare." She finished by running her fingers into her short crop of hair.

They sat in silence for a moment before Bulma groaned audibly ."Ugh these contacts are killing me…"Bulma grumbled more to herself than to Vegeta and tilted her head back to remove the lens from her eyes. Vegeta sent up a mental thank you to whatever god answered his prayer. He felt a weight lift off his chest at the sight of her azure irises.

"So why'd you ask? You've been looking for me?" Bulma questioned him with a delicately raised eyebrow, her beautiful, vividly blue eyes staring at him lovingly.

Vegeta grunted and pulled his hand away from her neck to cross his arms. "Not hardly, that fool Kakarott has been searching for you."

"So you went to find me for him?"

"Of course not! Like I'd help that retard do anything." Vegeta growled out between clenched teeth. Like HELL he'd do errands for that third class idiot! He may not throw his authority around like he use to but he was still a prince and a prince did NOT help the lower class.

Bulma's laughter sounded rich and heart-warming as it danced across the cold air. Her smile was so bright that it lit up the night with it's beauty. Vegeta felt his insides melt at the charming melody her voice held. How had he been so blessed to obtain such a precious woman? How did the gods see him fit to have her?

"Uh huh so you just happen to wander out here and stumble upon me. Like I believe that." She playfully flirted with him.

"I don't wander or stumble," Vegeta left out the little incident with the tombstone, " I know exactly where you are at all times, at all hours. I was just curious why you were missing your own party."

Bulma's shoulders dropped tiredly before a large shiver racked through her body. She wrapped her slender arms around herself for warmth. Without thinking Vegeta removed his jacket and placed it over her quivering shoulders.

Bulma smiled up at him and eagerly slipped into the oversized coat. She didn't thank him outright knowing he'd just scuff at his slip of emotion. Instead she framed his face with cold hands and pulled him down for a deep kiss, showing him without words how much she appreciated his action.

Their lips touched gently at first, a soft brush of skin before they settled against each other. They moved in a synchronized rhythm, neither one fighting for dominance just enjoying the feel of each other's mouth. Bulma moaned and Vegeta groaned while he slipped his tongue through her lips and into her soft heat. Their tongues waltzed in a seductive dance as Vegeta pushed his weight against Bulma's lithe form, slowly lowering her onto the bench beneath his solid body.

He would never get enough of her. Never. She was a potent drug that sung through his veins and he was an addict for it. How had one woman entranced him so?

"EW GROSS!" came a boyish cry of disgust several feet next to them.

Vegeta whipped his head up and glared at his son and Kakarott's brat who were both making bitter faces of repulsion. He snarled angrily at the interruption but Bulma's bubbly laughter caught him off guard and before he knew it she was slipping out from beneath him.

"What are you two doing out here?" Bulma asked while Vegeta sat himself upright. From even under the pale makeup on her face, Vegeta could see the soft blush of embarrassment stain her porcelain cheeks.

"My dad is looking for you so we decided to find you for him." Goten said with a grin that mimicked his father's as he wedged himself between Vegeta and Bulma on the bench.

"Is that so? I must be popular tonight." Bulma said with a chuckle and winked flirtatiously at her husband. Vegeta rolled is eyes at his wife's antics.

"Yeah it's true so Goten dragged me out here even though I TOLD him not to," Trunks crossed his arms arrogantly. Trunks had learned that when his parents' ki's were fluctuating it was best to leave them alone or have a really pissed-off father on his heels.

"Well it's alright, I suppose I should go see what Goku wants then. I think I know what it is but I should double check," Bulma smiled warmly at her son who was still standing defensively. She opened her arms and without hesitation Trunks came running and leapt into her lap. She closed her arms tightly around him and rocked him playfully. "You are good boys to come find me for him." She looped one arm around Goten and pulled him into the hug.

Vegeta rolled his eyes at her statement. Those kids were anything BUT good. More like hell on wheels, he thought sardonically as he watched them. But the three of them looked happy in their hug despite their ghoulish appearance and Vegeta wondered how his life had managed to turn in this strange direction. His thoughts were interrupted when Bulma raised an eyebrow at him, silently asking if he would like to join the group hug. Vegeta made a false gag and Bulma slapped his arm and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Well I hate to be the one to interrupt this Kodak moment," Vegeta said sarcastically as he rose to his feet. The awkward zombie loving was a little too strange for his liking…at least with the two kids involved. If it was just him and his wife…well he could become a necrophiliac for a night.

Trunks quickly jumped off his mother's lap as if he just remembered his father was there and stood at attention with a slight blush of mortification on his cheeks. Goten stood with a little less vigor.

"I'm sure you are," Bulma replied cynically as she got up and stretched in Vegeta's jacket that nearly swallowed her. "Trunks, Goten, would you be so kind as to tell Goku that I'm on my way and should be at the party shortly?" The boys nodded and quickly took off.

"And you mister," she poked a delicate finger into Vegeta's muscular chest, "better behave yourself."

Vegeta raised a inquisitive eyebrow and grinned wolfishly. "Me? I'm a prince, the paradigm of civility, hospitality, and etiquette."

Bulma scuffed at his banter and handed Vegeta his jacket. " Well I hope you remember that while you're at the party or…" She seductively backed away from him as she spoke.

As she moved one of Bulma's hands lifted her shirt , exposing the smooth pale skin of her stomach and the glittering bellybutton-ring that pierce through its dainty naval, while her other hand pushed her jeans down to expose the tantalizing skin between her swaying hips. It was a double tease for Vegeta's hungry gaze and he could feel his blood drain to his lower region in response. He licked his lower lip in anticipation for the feast her body would make.

"…none of this. Got that baby?" She smiled bewitchingly and winked before she took off for the party, leaving Vegeta standing hot and heavy in the garden.

Vegeta resituated himself so his hard-on wouldn't be evident through his jeans and grinned wickedly. Even if he misbehaved he was still getting her tonight one way or another. Bulma was a sucker for a bad boy and he knew his little zombie lover couldn't resist his devious charms. But he supposed he could try to be a little civil just for one night…try being the key word.

Vegeta shrugged on his jacket and followed the scent of his wife's desire back to the Halloween party. This Holiday might not be so bad if it ended the way he intended it to.

The End

[bobshollyworld-blog]

Weekly Roundup #4

Happy Monday, everyone! I told myself that I wouldn't hunt as hard this week as I did the week previously, and wouldn't you know it... I failed. 😫 I failed hard. I failed so hard. I didn't mean to get carried away, but I saw one thing that I liked and then another that I could use for project A, and then I couldn't get this without also getting that. You know how it goes. This week's haul was massive. Thirty-six, count 'em, THIRTY-FUCKING-SIX figures in what is the largest bounty so far. ost of them were in multipacks, but that just means I got more bang for my buck. I also got a few things that aren't figures this week as well. That's rare for me, I know, but when yer crafting a tiny plastic world of imagination, you need to, you know, actually craft that world. That's enough of the jibber-jabber; let's check out the haul for Weekly Roundup #4:

First up, we have a single loose figure. He's some sort of knight, judging from his armour, and I'm going to use him as a background piece. He's cool looking. No articulation other than his axe that goes up and down in his hands, but since he won't be the focus of any scenery, he's not hindered by his limitations. This is a Schleich figure, and is probably the only one I've ever owned.

What year is it? 2018? Then why do I keep buying twenty year old toys? Because they're my heart and soul, that's why. I actually already own a Black Cat, loose out of the package, which I bought eight or so years ago. She came in her packaging, so I have all her accessories and everything. I didn't buy these off of eBay for Black Cat. No, I bought this lot simply for the Jessica Drew Spider-Woman. I have this same figure, but the dark blue and white Julia Carpenter version. I don't know if I've mentioned it previously, but I'm not a fan of Spider-Man AT ALL, but I own more of his action figures than any other character. That collection includes his allies and villains, of which this is my second Jessica Drew figure, with the other being an older Marvel Legends figure. I'll likely resell the Black Cats just to free up space.

I'm not super pressed on these WWE zombies, but I told myself that I would buy all of the third wave so I can make an awesome Halloween diorama. I would've waited until closer to that holiday to scoop them up, because Five Below has a healthy stock of them, but as you can tell from the photo these were on clearance at Target. Sure, I only saved a wee bit over a dollar for each figure, but that's three plus dollars that can go towards something more important. I'm only missing one of the set of six and that's the 'Phenomenal One'. I'll own him soon enough and I'll get started on that diorama.

Here's that bit of random that I have to get every week. I saw these little toilets in Five Below one day when I was with my kids, but they were five bucks a piece, and the way my wallet is set up... Let's just say that they stayed where I saw them. Then I saw more at a different store, and they were cheaper, but I couldn't justify the price still. When I saw them in Target on clearance, I grabbed two. I don't know if that's enough. I bought them simply to set up some bathroom scenery. Their for 5"/6" figures, so my new favourite childeen won't get to experience them, but you can't have yer cake and eat it too. The Ready Player One figures were bought at FYE, for dumb cheap. For those not familiar with the slang, in this case "dumb cheap" translates to just over two bucks for them. I had been eyeing them in Target for a few weeks, because they're 1:18 scale and they're not what most people collect, but they were too much at Target, even after they hit clearance. I'm glad I saw them when and where I did. I scooped them right up.

I was trying to post these photos from least excited about to most excited about, and to a certain extent I've succeeded at that, but I'm actually very excited about this lot. They were all bought at Collectors Corner, as was most of the remaining items. I bought both the Mace and Lando as potential fodder for modifications to the Rage I bought a few weeks ago. Sadly, I couldn't get Lando's head off, and Mace's didn't fit onto Rage's body, so I still at the drawing board with Rage. They're cool figures. The Lando is probably my second or third favourite figure that I bought this week. He's damn cool. Lieutenant Yar was just a random purchase. I have some ideas for her, but we'll see.

So here's the thing: you can't collect 3.75" figures without at least getting a whiff of G.I. Joe. That brand is inarguably the one that made the 1:18 scale line what it is. With that being said, Joes are dumb expensive. Like, really bloody expensive. And they're hard to find in the wild. That's why lines like Lanard's The Corps, which has been riding the wave of Hasbro's Joes almost since the beginning, is an excellent fill-in. The two three-packs of figures weren't even twelve bucks. I'm not sure right now, but I don't even think they were ten bucks total. That's insane. Then there's the US Army figures. I didn't even care too much about them, but I wanted their accessories and setting. They'll blend in perfectly with the other soldiers.

We're getting down to the nitty gritty here. Fun fact: I've never typed the phrase 'nitty gritty' in my phone prior to the previous sentence, but auto correct knew that that was what I was going for after only typing in the first word. I digress. If you've been paying attention to the way I do the photos, I typically keep DC figures with their brand, and I do the same for Marvel. This week I've got a healthy amount of each, and I wasn't entirely sure which brand deserved to go on last. Ultimately, I went with Marvel because of volume. Simple as that. Now that that's out of the way, I would like to add that these DC offerings are fine figures. The Hawkman is fantastic. As the same with all the DC figures I've bought, I notice that they lack the same size and articulation as Marvel, but that doesn't stop them from being good toys. Hawkman looks cool in animated form. I honestly can't imagine him being in a more realistic sculpt. By the way, everything in this photo is from Collectors Corner. The last time I was there, there were three of the Green Lantern film two-packs, but this time there were only the two. I honestly only went back to pick up all three. The other characters were Kilowag and Ranakar. I'm disappointed that I missed out on him, but I'll get him eventually, along with some other Lantern Corps members.

Another thing Collectors Corner had an abundance of the first time I went was 3.75" Thor-related characters. Last time I picked up a bunch, but they also had multiple actually Thors that I didn't pick up because I didn't really like the look of Chris Hemsworth. They didn't have any this time, although I had decided to buy them if they had. While I was searching high and low for Kilowag, I came across most of what you see in this photo buried at the bottom of the bin they were in. The Spider-Men are meh, but the Lokis are amazing, and the Daredevil is the best figure I got this week. He actually was on a peg, so he was easier to find. The Spider-Man Homecoming two-pack was found at TJ Maxx, and what a find it was. There were three of them, and I was contemplating getting at least one more but decided against it. I haven't seen that film, but the suit Spidey is rocking is fucking sexy. Vulture is Vulture, and he's cool, too, but I was more impressed with the Spider-Man. It's crazy; although I don't care about Spider-Man, he's still managed to be the most numerous figure in my quickly growth 1:18 scale universe.

Well, there you have it folks. Another week, a other crazy, THRIFTY haul. I'm proud of myself, and I mean it this time when I say next week I'm going to take it easy on the figures. I'll be super busy with work so I won't have any time for figure hunting. 😉. Have a good week, y'all.

-Bob Hollywood, 6 August, 2018