#and idk if that was a question but i still keep some tabs on the fandom

[incorrectstevebucky]

I know you’re not in the fandom anymore (?) but I thought I should let you know Margarita Levieva (Sebastian’s ex who is going to be in Daredevil: Born Again) is a raging zionist. But on the other-hand, he’s now dating Annabelle Wallis (she’s in a lot of famous shows and movies and can actually act) is pro Palestine and actually has morals

yeah i actually pity followed her a few years ago so i saw some of the things she posted a few months back. i guess all that hate she got back in 2014 was deserved after all.

that’s really cool about annabelle wallis though. i’ve seen some of her shows and movies and always thought she was great

[erwinsvow]

babe i have a thought but idk if i can word this right

so rafe x shy!reader when theyre still taking it slow with the dry humping n fingering but she wants to make rafe feel good as well yk but she isnt mentally ready yet for sex !! n so she quietly tries to learn on how to give head from porn n when she executes it on rafe hes all like ?? huh ???? how the hell .

rafe asked you what you were doing last night. you told him you were studying.

you were studying, you hadn't lied about that. he'd just assumed it was your schoolwork and didn't ask further questions, when you were really about six pages into the pornhub results, searching up deepthroating. an hour ago it'd been just blowjob but all the videos seemed to indicate this was the superior method.

you were nothing if not thorough, studious. you were a quick study too, swiftly realizing nearly all the 'blowjob' videos had some aspect of 'deepthroating' in them, and you wanted to learn everything for rafe, learn the best for him, be the best for him.

so that's how you ended up like this, practicing your new techniques on a second banana from your kitchen. you had accidentally choked and bitten down on the first one, so you had to go back for another, avoiding your parents' questions.

you were getting better though, which is all that mattered. another tab was helping you learn how to not trigger your gag reflex, and another still reminding you to breathe through your nose and use your hands where your mouth couldn't reach. you had accumulated enough knowledge, you just needed to practice, hence the fruit.

rafe was taking you to dinner tomorrow, and you always slept at tannyhill after one of your dates. that would be the perfect chance to show him your new skills.

rafe was experienced in every sense of the word, all you wanted was to impress him, make him realize you can handle more than he thinks you can. he's still concerned he's gonna break you and even though you know he can—the first time you guys tried to have sex lingering in your mind—you know he won't.

after dinner, rafe tries to take you for ice cream, the way he always does, and you surprise him by saying no. you never refuse dessert so he thinks something's wrong, but you surprise him again, getting to your knees in front of him while he takes a seat on his bed.

"what're you doin', kid?" he mumbles, thinking you're not sure what you're causing right now.

"you said i can have dessert. this is what i want," you murmur back, taking out his hardened dick. everything's a blur, you don't even remember unbuckling his belt but it rests beside your knees.

you glance up hesitantly, remembering another website that had said to keep eye contact. you'll have to go back to that, too concerned with how much you can fit in your mouth—rafe is bigger than your banana.

you start slowly, looking up while your hands stroke up and down. you think you're doing well—rafe's reacting how you imagined, heavily breathing, his hand snaking into your hair.

"jesus, shit, kid-" now you know you're doing well, lowering your entire mouth onto rafe's dick, feeling him fill up your throat. you choke around it for a moment, sucking down and running your tongue over the veins there. you take him out, catching your breath for a second while spit runs down his length and the side of your mouth.

you spit again, this time on his head, licking all the way up and then bringing him into your throat again. it's going good—you think! rafe's moaning and you definitely like the sound of it, staring up at him with watery eyes while you choke and moan around it.

he's getting close you think, the way his grip tightens on your hair and his hips start thrusting up into your mouth. you don't stop or slow down, but rafe does, yanking your hair and pulling you off.

you sputter, catching your breath, wiping away the spit.

"what happened?" you question quietly, looking up at him. a tear runs down, not able to stay in place. you're not upset though, just curious. "was it not good? did i do something wrong?"

"you told me you've never done that before."

"i haven't," you reply, shaking your head.

"so, so you just knew? to do all of that? don't fuckin' lie to me, kid, i'm not playin' around-"

"i didn't! swear! i've been studying, i told you-"

"this is what you've been studyin'?"

"...yes. i thought i was doing good." you mumble the last part, hugging your knees. you look away from rafe, feeling embarrassed.

"hey, hey. you were. i just wasn't expectin' that, s'all. scared me. you're too good at that." you perk up.

"i am?"

"yeah. you little freak. c'mon, finish up. gotta put that studyin' to use, hm?"

[shockercoco]

Nothing Like Honey

Tyler Owens x reader

warnings - 18+, smut, aphrodisiac, oral (f receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms, squirting, penetration, ig premature orgasm?, some swearing

word count - 4126 (idk how lol)

a/n - this is my first Kinktober as a writer, and I was gonna skip it bc of my schoolwork, but there's no way I'm gonna miss out. I haven't posted in a month and college is taking all of my energy with all the writing i'm doing. also disclaimer: I've never tried honey packets so idk if they actually work lol. thx for reading and I hope you enjoy :)

“You can’t say no without even seeing what it is first,” Boone smiles.

You, Boone, and Tyler were sitting in a booth at the bar, celebrating after a good day of chasing. Dani and Lily were off somewhere beating Dexter in darts. The bar is noisy and pretty crowded for somewhere so rural, but you got lucky and found a quiet booth in the corner.

“With you, yeah I can,” Tyler laughs, before taking a sip from the beer bottle and placing it back down.

“Just look at what it is before you make a decision,” Boone rolls his eyes. He reaches into his pocket to retrieve two small packets and places them on the table.

Your eyes widen. “Is that what I think it is?” you ask, leaning forward to get a better look.

“It sure is,” Boone nods. He smirks, folding his arms against his chest and leaning back into the booth. 

Tyler looks between the two of you, confused, before asking, “Okay, what am I missing here?”

You look up at Tyler. “They’re uh…,” you begin, but trail off. You then look over at Boone, silently telling him to answer for you.

“They’re horny packets,” Boone smiles proudly.

“Honey packets,” you correct him, sending him a playful glare.

Boone waves you off. “Same thing.”

Tyler reaches the hand that wasn’t resting on the booth behind you to grab one of the packets. “And what exactly do these honey packets do?” Tyler questions, his eyebrows furrowed as he turns the packet over in his hand.

“Like I said, they make you horny. They’re like an aphrodisiac so they’re supposed to take everything to the next level. If you know what I mean,” Boone wiggles his eyebrows.

“Oh, come on,” Tyler looks at him in disgust, but you just laugh. If you hadn’t known Boone for almost as long as Tyler, you’d be disgusted too, but you’re used to his antics.

“What, man? I’m just keeping it real,” Boone raises his hands in surrender.

“And do they actually work?” you ask.

“Believe me, they work,” Boone gives you a look. You let out another laugh, and this time Boone joins you.

“What do we do with it?” Tyler asks, still eyeing the packet.

“Just take the packet and wait for everything to kick in,” Boone says, leaning back with his arms crossed over his chest.

Tyler squints. “Where the hell do you get these kinds of things from?” asks Tyler, not too surprised since Boone is always showing him something new.

“A magician never reveals his secret,” Boone playfully shrugs, causing Tyler to kick him under the table.

“Ow!” Boone leans down to rub his shin.

“You’ll be okay,” Tyler tells him, a small smile forming on his lips.

“Do you guys want these or not? There’s no need to harass me,” Boone looks between you and Tyler. You look up at Tyler, and he looks back at you with his eyebrows raised. 

“Your choice,” Tyler shrugs.

You contemplate for a moment, before nodding and looking over at Boone. “We’ll do it.”

“Alright!” Boone claps his hand.

Ten minutes later, the packets are in your system, and you and Tyler decide to call it a night. Tyler heads to the bar to pay his tab and you follow behind him. You normally don’t like to hover, but the bartender has been making eyes at him all night. 

“Gone so soon?” the bartender asks with a tempting smile and a tilt of her head, a cowboy hat placed on top.

“Yes, ma’am,” Tyler nods, giving her a kind smile as he hands her his card. You watch her return the smile before heading off to close his tab. 

When Tyler turns his head to look at you, you give him a smile. Tyler knows it’s a fake one which is why he sends you a smirk before wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

“Well, I sure do hope I see you back in here soon,” the bartender says as she comes back to hand him his card and receipt, leaning against the counter to show off her breasts in the process. You turn your head so she doesn’t see you roll your eyes. This also makes you miss her eyeing Tyler’s arm around you.

Tyler gives her a quick thank you before walking off with you under his arm. You run into Lily right in front of the entrance who looks disappointed when she sees you and Tyler leaving.

“Already?” Lily pouts. “You’re really going to leave me here with the others?”

“It’s nothing you can’t handle,” you laugh at her reaction, quickly leaning in to give her a hug. 

“Tell the others we said goodnight, will you,” Tyler tells her. She nods before telling you and Tyler goodnight and walking away.

“Where are you two lovebirds going?” you hear Boone call from behind you, as you and Tyler walk to his truck.

“It’s late, Boone,” Tyler calls back, not turning to look back at him.

“Is that the only reason?” you hear Boone’s voice coming closer as Tyler opens his passenger door for you to enter. You can hear the suggestiveness in his tone.

“Goodnight, Boone,” Tyler rolls his eyes, as he watches you get in.

“Alright, alright, you don’t have to tell me about your private life,” Boone says, a smile evident in his voice.

You stick your head back out to see Boone laughing. You let out a giggle as you call out, “Goodnight!”

Tyler playfully shoves your head back into the truck, before closing the door and walking around to the drivers side.

“Don’t make me run you over,” you hear Tyler tell Boone, before he opens the door and climbs in beside you. Boone sends you a wave, before heading back inside the bar while Tyler pulls out of the parking lot.

“Was that jealousy I saw back there?” Tyler asks you as he starts the drive back home.

“What?” you innocently ask as you look out the window at the land zooming by, the sun almost completely set.

“Oh, okay you want me to say it,” he teases, but you don’t turn your head.

“Still don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Well then, you wouldn’t mind if I turned this truck around and reopened my tab with that flirty bartender then would you?”

That makes you turn your head. “I dare you, Owens.”

“So you do know what I’m talking about,” Tyler quickly glances over at you with his eyebrows raised and a playful smile on your lips, before turning his attention back to the road. He has one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the center console, your favorite position. Although, it seems even more attractive at the moment for some reason.

There’s no way those packets actually work.

“Just keep driving,” you mumble, crossing your arms and looking away again in the process. 

Tyler chuckles as he moves the hand on the center console onto your thigh, giving it a small squeeze. You feel warmth spread through your bottom half at the action.

Yeah, there’s no way.

“No need to get embarrassed, sweetheart. You know I love when you act like that.”

Little did you know, Tyler was feeling odd too.

When Tyler pulls in front of the house, you wait for him to open your door as always. You begin making your way to the front door, but Tyler grabs your hand and pulls you back, causing your bag to collide with the truck door. Tyler takes a step closer to you, pressing his body against yours.

“What, no thank you?” he asks, raising a playful eyebrow. 

“Like you deserve it,” you joke and make a move to pull away from him, but he doesn’t let you budge.

“Is that so?” he questions as he nudges his face into your neck. You let out a squeal as you begin feeling his fingers dig into your sides.

“Don’t you dare tickle me,” you laugh as you try to move his hands away from you.

“Why not?” he asks, his breath tickles your neck as he laughs. His fingers begin to move again.

“Tyler!” you jump. Tyler laughs again.

You place your hands onto his chest and somehow manage to pry yourself out of his hands. “Behave yourself,” you laugh.

“Sorry, darling, I wish I could,” Tyler tells as he pulls you away and gives you a look.

“What do you mean?” you ask. Tyler doesn’t answer, he just quickly looks down before looking back at you, silently telling you.

“Really?” you raise your eyebrows.

“What, you’re telling me you don’t feel anything?” he asks. 

Now it’s your turn to be silent. You feel your face heat up as you avoid his gaze and look past him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you shrug, folding your arms across your chest. Tyler moves his head into your line of sight, giving you a look that says he knows you’re full of shit. “Okay, fine. I do. I just didn’t expect it to…y’know…actually work.”

“Neither did I, but look at us now,” Tyler says.

“What do you mean ‘us’?” you furrow your eyebrows, looking down at the bulge in his pants before looking back into his eyes. You let out a small laugh. “Seems like you have a bigger problem than me pal. No pun intended of course.”

“Ha ha, you’re so funny,” Tyler playfully rolls his eyes before tightening his grip on you. “I’m not sure why you’re laughing, though, you’re the one that’s going to help me fix this.”

“No self control, huh?” you tease, and Tyler glares down at you. “Relax, it’ll wear off soon.”

It did not wear off anytime soon.

Tyler followed you around like a lost puppy as you moved about the house. Inside the bedroom right when you were just feeling like you could control the overwhelming feeling in your lower half, Tyler came up behind you in the bathroom. 

His eyes meet yours as he wraps his arms around you and presses his front against your back, trapping you between him and the bathroom sink. The bulge in his jeans pressed against your backside, making you throb.

“How about we just cut to the chase and get this over with, huh?” Tyler whispers into your ear, his eyes never leaving yours. You can’t help but lean into his touch and subconsciously tilt your head to give him more access to your neck.

“We have to get up early in the morning. We’re meeting with everyone to discuss the potential storms, remember?” you try to remind him.

“They can just fill us in after,” Tyler mumbles as he begins to place soft kisses on your favorite area on your neck, right below your ear.

He notices the goosebumps forming on your arms as his fingers run up and down them. You feel the small smirk forming on his lips as he continues his trail of kisses on your neck. You allow your eyes to close for a moment, enjoying the sensations, before opening them and meeting his eyes through the mirror once again.

“It’s not the same, and you know it,” you tell him, your resolve quickly diminishing.

“Come on, sweetheart. You want this just as much as I do,” says Tyler.

“I don’t know,” you pretend to contemplate, “I think I’ll be okay.”

Tyler doesn’t respond. Instead, he raises a daring eyebrow at you, not believing you for a second. He knows you like the back of his hand. You just give him an innocent smile in return. 

You then begin to feel Tyler’s hands abandon your arms and land on your waist, one of them traveling further south. His fingers make their way to the waistband of the jeans you have yet to take off. Your smile fathers and your breath hitches at the ticklish feeling. His movements are purposely slow, wanting you to crack as soon as possible. 

Tyler lifts his head from your neck, so he gets a good look at your face when he asks:

“So you’re saying if I move my hand a little further down, I won’t feel your wetness soaking those pretty little panties of yours?” Tyler questions. His bold wording catches you off guard, making you shift slightly in his hold, your throat starting to feel dry. “What? Nothing to say?”

“Why don’t you find out?” you quip, somehow finding your voice again. 

Tyler gives you a knowing smile before swiftly unbuttoning your jeans and moving his hand inside, his other hand still firm on your waist. You look down and watch as he wastes no time and dips his hand into your panties, quickly bumping into your clit, making you jump. 

Tyler breathes out a laugh before continuing and easily finding the wetness he already knew was there. He runs a finger through your sticky folds, his hand trapped between your ruined panties and your pussy.

Your hands instinctively grab onto his forearms. A small moan escapes your lips as you try to keep your hips from bucking into his hand.

“Well, what do we have here?” Tyler smirks. “Just as I thought, she’s eager for me.”

You hate the fact that you love when Tyler refers to your pussy as a she.

Tyler moves his finger back up to your clit, rubbing gentle circles into the bud. You both know it’s not enough to get you off, but it’s enough to turn you on more – and it does. You let your head fall against his chest as your hands tighten on his arms. Tyler moves his head back into your neck, hovering his lips right over your ear.

“All you had to do was say something, baby. Y’know I always take care of you,” he whispers into your ear, his tone condescending.

He suddenly adds a bit more pressure to clit, causing your hips to involuntarily buck into his hand. You can feel your legs beginning to shake, the honey packet causing you to be sensitive. You bite your lip to keep the sounds rising in your throat at bay. His unoccupied hand leaves your hip and moves to your waist, keeping you against him.

“Don’t be like that, there’s no need to keep those pretty little noises away from me. All you have to do is admit that this is what you wanted this whole time and I’ll give you what you want.”

You send Tyler a glare through the mirror, causing him to chuckle, the rumble in his chest vibrating through your body. You really don’t want to give in that easily, even though your body is saying otherwise.

Tyler starts kissing behind your ear again. “You know you want to.”

Tyler removes some of the pressure on your clit, his movements turning gentle – which is the exact opposite of what you need right now. 

“Fuck, okay. Fine,” you breathe out.

“Okay what?” Tyler smirks, pretending to be confused.

“Fuck you,” you tell him through gritted teeth.

Tyler’s voice drops an octave. “Oh, darling, I will. As soon as you tell me what I want to hear.”

Your body betrays you, allowing a shiver to run through you.

“This is what I wanted,” you mumble.

“Sorry, what was that?” Tyler asks.

“This is what I wanted!” you repeat louder this time.

“I don’t like the attitude in your voice, but I’ll let it slide,” Tyler tells you.

He pulls away and removes his hands from your panties, sticking the wet fingers into his mouth. You slightly frown at the loss of his touch, your body suddenly feeling  cold.

“Let’s get started then,” he gives you his charming smile, which at the moment makes you want to slap him, before bending and lifting you into his arms. You let out a small yelp as your feet leave the ground.

He carries you into the bedroom and tosses you onto the bed. The two of you can’t seem to undress fast enough, tugging and tossing articles of clothing here and there. You’re pretty sure he tossed his shirt perfectly into the hamper in the far corner of the room, but at the moment you don’t care.

Tyler moves to hover his naked body over you, quickly attaching his lips to yours. It’s rough and needy, neither of you wanting to pull away for air. Both of you are panting. He shoves his tongue through your lips, haphazardly moving around your mouth. 

You pull away just a tad to wrap your lips around his tongue, gently sucking. Tyler’s hardened cock twitches against your abdomen as he breathes out a moan. Your lips curve into a smile at the noise. His hips begin to grind against yours, allowing you to feel the precum dripping from his slit onto your abdomen.

Tyler pulls away and moves his lips to your collarbone. He begins a trail of kisses, going through the valley between your breasts, stopping to give each nipple some love, before continuing on his way. Your back arches into his touch and you feel yourself throb as heat blooms in your stomach.

He goes all the way down your body, pulling your legs down with him as he kneels in front of the bed, coming face to face with your center. He grunts as he gives his poor, leaking cock a few tugs. 

“Y’know, we could’ve been doing this 20 minutes ago, but you wanted to play games,” Tyler tells you, his breath hitting your exposed pussy as he speaks. 

You go to rebuttal, but words instantly leave your mouth as Tyler runs a finger through your dripping folds, then spreads your lips apart for better access. A whine leaves your lips instead as your hips buck towards his face. He gently blows air onto your sensitive pussy, causing you to involuntarily clench around nothing and your body to jerk. Tyler notices and smiles to himself at the sight, deciding to do it once more for the hell of it. Your body jerks again.

“Look who’s playing games now,” you point out, holding your body up with your elbows in order to get a good view of him. Your expression is mixed with frustration and desperation.

Tyler chuckles, his eyes never leaving your pussy. “Not for long.”

With that, he dives into you, dragging his tongue through your lips. He quickly dips the tip of his tongue inside of you before pulling back out and attaching his lips to your clit. Your fingers dig into the blanket beneath you, your mouth falling open in a gasp as his tongue flicks against the sensitive bud. Tyler’s grip on you tightens when he feels your hips buck into his face once again. 

Your head tilts back in pleasure as he continues his movements. Feeling your arms about to give out, you let your back sink into the mattress and allow your eyes to close. He can’t help but grind his hips against the bed, needing something to alleviate the overwhelming pressure running through his cock.

Tyler pushes his face further into you as he feels his own orgasm quickly approaching. He moans into your pussy and continues to grind his hips against the bed. Your thighs tighten around his head and your legs tremble a little as you feel the vibrations from his body travel through yours.  

He knows he’s not going to last long, but he doesn’t try to stop himself. His cum spurts out and onto the side of the bed, dripping onto the floor beneath him. His fingers tighten on your thighs as he finishes, his cock barely softening.

His climax remains unknown to you, too lost in the depths of pleasure. After a couple more minutes of your whining and your hips grinding into his face, he decides to give you what you want. He slides one of his hands down and pushes a finger into you all the way to the knuckle, meeting no resistance from your welcoming body.

“Fuck,” you breathe out, your back arching.

Tyler continues to thrust his finger into, feeling your slick coat his finger, making it even easier for him to move. You feel a slight stretch as he adds another finger to the mix, plunging his fingers deep inside of you. You reach a hand down and allow your fingers to tangle in his hair. Tyler hums out a moan when you give his scalp a small tug. 

When Tyler notices your orgasm approaching, he quickens the pace of his fingers. The change of pace allows you to hear just how drenched you really are. The sound of your wet squelching echoes through your ears as he curls his fingers and finds your sweet spot.

“Oh god,” you whimper, your back going into a deep arch.

Tyler releases your clit from his lips and replaces them with the thumb from his unoccupied hand. His lips glisten from your arousal as he rubs tight circles into you in time with the rhythm of his fingers in your tight walls. He glances up at your face and smirks at the reaction he’s able to pull from you. 

Tyler feels your walls beginning to clench repeatedly around his fingers, signaling your orgasm. His fingers speed up inside you even more, constantly hitting that spot that makes your toes curl. 

You feel that final wave of intense pleasure run through you, your mouth opening in a silent moan as you come undone. His fingers don’t slow down, though, he continues the movement until he sees that clear liquid gush out of you. It soaks his fingers even more, dripping down his arm and some hits him in the chest.

“There you go,” Tyler mumbles, keeping his eyes on your gushing pussy.

You cry out as you feel yourself squirt, the liquid running your thighs and onto the blanket beneath you. When you notice him not letting up on his thrusts, you let out a squeal and try to pull away. 

“Ty! Baby!” you wail, immediately feeling yourself being thrown into another orgasm. Tyler chuckles as he watches you squirm. 

When that second orgasm arrives, it hits much harder than the first one, making your body clamp up as you feel yourself squirt once more. Tears begin to form in your waterline from the overstimulation. 

“S-shit,”  you stammer. Your voice is high pitched and much weaker than it was a few seconds ago. 

Tyler smiles proudly at his work and decides to pull his fingers out. His cock jumps as he looks down at his body covered in your arousal. 

You try to catch your breath as you slowly climb backwards towards the headboard, your thighs still twitching.

“What’s wrong, darling? Where are you going?” Tyler innocently asks as he climbs up onto the bed. His voice is deep and raspy as he speaks, the way it always gets at a time like this. He grabs you by your ankles and pulls you back down a couple of inches as he hovers over you.

“Y’know, I’m actually really glad Boone gave us those honey packets. What about you?” Tyler asks he situates himself between your thighs. He wraps his hand around his cock and begins to lightly stroke himself. He groans and tosses his head back for a second, a bit sensitive from his orgasm. He quickly returns his attention back to you.

Despite the two orgasms Tyler just ripped out of you, you feel yourself getting turned on again. You gulp as you watch the sight in front of you unfold, your mouth beginning to water.

Oh, no.

“Nothing to say?” he smirks and begins to run his cock through your sore folds.

You tremble as he moves against you, not being able to stop yourself from moving your hips along with his motions. 

“Who knew they actually worked?” you try to laugh, but immediately get cut off by Tyler sliding into you. He moves to wrap his arms around you, holding you close and caging you in between him and the mattress.

Your mouth falls open and your eyes widen. Your lip quivers and your eyes flutter close at the stretch of him pushing until the hilt.

“Fuck,” Tyler rasps at the feeling of your warm walls contracting around him. He clenches his jaw as a chill runs through his body, needing to close his eyes to gather himself. “Oh, sweetheart, you don’t know how good you feel.”

All you can do is whimper in response. You open your eyes to meet him already looking back down at you. His lips have transformed back into the irritating smirk.

Looks like you’re going to be stuck here for a while, might as well get comfortable.

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[noodle-is-unstable]

The Hunt

All of my writing is completely Gender Neutral Reader. There is no reference to gendered body parts (Imaging a Ken Doll if you will). Due to this I use more vague language, and nothing is as specific or specified. Please be advised this writing style isn't for everyone and it is okay to skip.

Ft ~ Ryomen Sukuna x GN!Reader Kink ~ Primal Play Synopsis ~ Sukuna has a wild side, so when you invite him to indulge in it, he really lets loose Content Warning ~ 18+, Smut, rough sex, monster cocks, biting, claiming, possessive behavior, scratching, outdoors, fingering, Idk Adult Content.

4.6K Words, I don't proof read

Based off this SMAU

Where are you?  Why are you not in your room?

You squint at the message on your screen. You weren’t sure you were reading it correctly even.  Why was Sukuna looking for you, and in your room no less.  It was  perplexing but there was an aura about the message you couldn’t quite place.  Aggression?  No, it was more than that.  Desperation?  No, it wasn’t that either.  It lived somewhere in between the two.  Then it hit you.  Lust.  But why you?  Why now?  Sukuna had concubines in spades, if all he had was lust.  Though the motive still puzzled you, the one thing you could guarantee was that this was some form of lust and need.  You weren’t stupid.  You always noticed that Sukuna had a fondness for you.  Always seeking you out for some reason or another.   He'd show up while you were working to have a battle of sass.  The way he would somehow always be looming, at least one cheek eye on you. The way you sassed him and always bit back intrigued him.  Not once did you bow to him, even when he threatened to take your head.  You simply raised your chin to give him a better sight on where to cut.  You refused to call him Lord, King or anything but Sukuna.  He lived for the fight you brought him.  Never submitting to him.  Today, all of that would change. 

Keeping tabs on me now?

Why are you in my room?

Neither questions really needed to be answered, the second you hit send you took off.  Your legs carried you at an almost inhumane pace into the forest behind the estate.  Even with a head start Sukuna was faster than you.  Stall him.  You had to stall him, buy yourself precious seconds.  You felt like a mere rabbit, and Sukuna was an apex predator.  You didn’t stand much of a chance once he found you so it was simply delaying the inevitable.

It’s not your place to ask questions.  I’ll give you one opportunity, come to my chambers and I’ll be gentle

Heat coursed through your body at the message.  Your suspicions were confirmed.  Sukuna was finally taking what he wanted.  All the playful pushing, all that time spent trying to make him break, to make him take you, it was finally here.

And if I don’t?

You sent, legs still moving as fast as you could.  Your lungs burned as you sprinted. Jumping and ducking branches.  Scrapes and scratches began to cover your skin the further into the dense forest you went.

I’ll hunt you down

You paused to read Sukuna’s text.  Was your heart beating so rapidly from running or him?  This was something you’ve been wanting for so long.  A dream.  Yet here you were, in the forest, this message in your hand.  Through labored breaths you began to type.

That’s what I figured

I’ve been running since your first message

Dead.  You were about to be so dead.  Ruined, ravished, ripped apart, but damn it, you couldn’t wait.  Even taking this moment to breath and relish in the anticipation was dangerous. You were wasting precious seconds.

What a sly minx

I’m going to destroy you when I catch you

Heat went straight to your core at his words.  You were sure he would, in fact you were hoping for it.

That was the plan

Let the hunt begin 💖

You sent off a final text before beginning to run again.  It was small, but it was your way of giving Sukuna consent to do as he pleased with you once he found you.  No matter how far your head start was though, he was going to find you.  Like thunder you heard cracking behind you.  That bastard was dismantling the forest, with you in it.  Was he trying to kill you?  No, he knew you were strong.  This was just a part of his game, to see if you were truly worthy.  Winds like a cyclone whipped past you, cuts appearing over your body, shredding your clothing at the same time.  You never stopped running.  Even as the forest fell, even as the thundering cracks grew closer, you kept running.  That was until you felt it, a full force dismantle coming your way.  Diving for the forest floor, you stared up as trees practically disappeared to dust.  He would have shredded you into oblivion if you didn’t dive, but he didn’t, because you’re you.

“Son of a bitch.” You mumbled, breathing heavily.

“You called?” Sukuna's face appeared above you, cocky and devilish smirk.  No, not yet.  You weren’t ready to be caught yet.  You knew you’d pay for it later, but for now, you did the only thing you could think of.  Bending almost in half, your legs wrapped around Sukuna’s neck.  All four eyes went wide as his neck sat between your thighs.  With all the force you  could muster, you brought your legs back down, throwing him over you and slamming him into the ground.  You didn’t have time to apologize, managing to scramble away in his stunned state.  Risking a quick glance back as you ran, you saw him sitting up.  He was smiling.  Watching you run with a hunger he has never felt before.  As much as you both wanted each other, there was one truth you both knew.  The thrill of the hunt was just as alluring as the catch.  

There was no point in running through a forest that was as flat as a prairie now.  You continued sprinting but it was more aimless now.  There was no cover or places to hide.  You were completely exposed and in the open.  You may be strong but in a fight of raw power against Sukuna you’d lose.  Your running came to a halt as you stood before a cliff's edge.  The ocean beating against the rocky wall.  

“Nowhere left to run.” Sukuna’s voice was a low rumble.  You knew when you were bested but this wasn't it.  Not yet. You weren't done yet.

“Guess so.” You shrug, turning to him, but your smile gave it away.  His eyes narrowed as you took a step back, letting yourself fall from the cliff.  Only you didn’t, not fully at least.  You managed to twist your body mid air and grab on just below the ledge.  Holding your breath a shadow eclipsed the sun.  Sukuna had dived off the cliff after you.  A smile fell on your lips as your eyes met, his face contorting as he realized what just happened.  You wasted no time, clamoring back up the cliff and taking off running again.  An echoing splash sound coming from behind you.  There was nowhere left to run.  Your options were going for a swim, back to the estate, or back to the cleared forest.  Sukuna and his four arms had an unfair advantage in the water.  You weren’t willing to put those at the estate in danger of Sukuna’s warpath.  That only left the flattened forest.  He was going to catch up.  There was nowhere left to run, no more tricks to be had.  Even knowing you were done for you kept running.  What was the fun in just giving up?  The hunt was just as alluring as the catch after all.

It was like there was fire in your lungs as you sprinted.  Your heart was pounding in your chest, soon it would all be over.  The chase would be done.  All this running and fighting would be for not.  Still, you’d get your long awaited reward in the end.  Then you felt it.  Rain.  Only there wasn’t a single cloud in the sky.  A wet hand wrapped around the back of your neck.  Tripping over the sudden pressure to your upper body you landed face down into the mossy ground.  A wet knee dug into your back, pressing you further down into the forest floor.

“Got you minx.” Sukuna growled into your ear.  His soaked body had cool water droplets falling onto your searing hot skin.  Sure, you could wiggle, scratch or thrash but you weren’t getting out of this.  You knew when you were  bested.

“Yeah?  So what now?” You asked, doing your best to look back at him.  For only a moment his hungry expression faded to something softer.

“That’s up to you.” He almost sighed, all four eyes searching for any form of confirmation to continue.  You wondered if he was this soft with everyone, even if he had your face pressed into the dirt.

“You caught me, didn’t you?  Take whatever prize you see fitting.” You gave a choked smile.

“Even if that prize is you?” Sukuna leaned down, placing his face on the ground beside you to completely meet your gaze.  The soft shade of green from the moss made his eyes seem all the more red.  His hair was soaked, dripping and being absorbed into the ground.  The weight of his knee and the grip on the back of your neck lessened.  In fact he removed both.  He swallowed hard as he waited for an answer and you realized what was happening.  Sukuna was giving you a chance to escape.  It was more than that though.  All of this was.  This entire thing was more than just hungered lust.  Even his question, ‘even if the prize is you?’, it wasn’t about sex.  This was more than that.

“You can run if you wish.  I won’t chase you anymore.” Sukuna looked away from you, his words sounding broken.  You had taken too long to respond, too engrossed in your own thoughts.  You reached out, cupping his cheek in your hand.  His eyes snapped back to yours.  This scenario was ridiculous.  Both of you face down in the mossy dirt, the smell of forest and plant decay in the air.  The King of Curses face down, ass up just to meet your gaze.

“If I ran, I’d want you to chase me.” You watched as his eyes darted between yours, trying to see if your words were true.  “So if you want your prize, you probably shouldn’t let it go.” You leaned in, giving his nose a kiss before jumping back and running again.  You turned back to see him smiling like a love struck maniac.  He didn’t move, he was just watching you in awe.  Even if you wanted to be caught, to be taken, to be used, you weren’t going to make it easy on him.  Perhaps that’s why he longed for you so badly.  Unlike anyone he had ever known, in his past life and this one.  Your soul was special, you were special.  You and you alone were worthy to be called his, to be claimed by him.

Your body suddenly halted when you were once again tackled to the ground.  You were turned on your back this time though.  A hand caged your neck to the ground, it wasn't squeezing or pressing, it was simply there to prevent your head from moving.  Another hand pinned your wrists above your head, the other two beside your shoulders, not allowing them to move.  Sukuna was straddling you, knees pressed firmly to your hips.  You were in a human cage, immobilized and unable to escape.

You both sat frozen, panting and taking in the moment.  Sukuna was still wet from his swim, cold drops of water leaving goosebumps on your skin.  Sukuna’s breath came out as steam in the cooling air.  Sunset.  Had you really been running from him for this long?  Even in the dimming light you could see the dark hunger in his eyes.  Still he was holding back.  What was he waiting for?  Seconds that felt like minutes past and he hadn’t moved a muscle.

“Take your prize Ryomen.” A guttural growl escaped his lips, his eyes getting impossibly darker.

“Say it again.” His voice was strained, like he was trying to hold back what little sanity he had left.  “Say my name again.” His grip around your neck tightened.  One word, and it would drive him to the edge.  One word to push him to the brink of insanity.  You, saying his name.  That wasn’t good enough though.  You didn’t want him on the edge, you wanted him to snap, to completely lose it.

“Come on.  If you want me, then take me and claim me, Ryo.” The nickname rolled off your tongue like a siren song.  The second the last syllable fell from your lips you felt a sharp pain on your shoulder.  Teeth.  Sukuna sunk his teeth into your  shoulder, hard enough to puncture the skin.  A choked gasp escaped your throat at the sudden sensation.  His tongue was flicking around the indents where his teeth sat, lapping up the blood that was coming from you. 

“Mine.” Sukuna managed to snarl out as he pulled away, admiring his work.  You could feel the warm blood spilling from that spot, a stark contrast to the cold forest floor.  He began to move his hand to hover above the area.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” You hissed at him.  He was going to heal it, seal off the beautiful mark he had just given you.  A smile fell on his lips as his eyes met yours once again.

“This is why you are worthy to be my prize.” Sukuna purred, his grip on your neck tightened, pulling you up to meet his lips.  Warm.  That was your first thought when your lips connected.  Even though he was cold from the water his lips were warm.  Tingling like lightning where your lips connected.  Soft, warm, welcoming, comforting.  The kiss wasn’t needy or rushed, but passionate.  His hand moved to cradle the back of your head, freeing your airways and deepening the kiss.  A light nibble to your bottom lip, his tongue finding its way into your mouth.  He tasted like smoked honey, a slight hint of iron lingering from the blood he licked earlier.  Intoxicating.  Being this close to him, being this intimate with him, him.  He was intoxicating.  You felt like you were floating.  More.  You needed more.  Nails dug into the hand that trapped your wrists.  Your back arched, pathetic whimpers swallowed by Sukuna.  The way you squirmed had him going crazy, no, more than crazy.  He was going feral.  Your scent, your taste, knowing his mark was on you, it had him losing his sense of reality.  His lips moved from yours to leave wet kisses along your jaw.  Nipping at the skin as he went.  He made his way down your neck, only pausing to leave a soft kiss on the deep mark he had made.

He laid your head back down, moving his hand to your torn shirt.  He didn’t hesitate for a moment, ripping the fabric off to leave your torso exposed to him.  All four eyes were darting around your body, taking in every detail, committing it to memory.  Sharp nails dragged down from the base of your neck to your sternum, a red trail left in their wake.  A choked gasp escaped your lips as Sukuna latched onto one of your nipples.  His fingers pinched and pulled the other.  Whining mewls rolled off your tongue, desperately arching your back.  You weren’t sure if you were trying to push into him more or escape his grasp, all you knew was your body was reacting to his every move.  His teeth scraped against you, gently tugging and sucking as his tongue flicked.  His fingers made sure to give your other nipple equal attention.  Pulling, rolling and pinching it, sharp nails digging in.  You couldn’t keep focus, eyes rolling back and needy whimpers floating through the air.  You were so engrossed by the feeling you hadn’t noticed the hand that was beside your head moved.  It was only when you felt cold air on your legs you realized.  He had shredded the last remaining bit of clothing you had on.

There you laid, on the forest floor, sticks and rocks poking into you, completely naked.  Sukuna had removed his mouth from you, eyes taking in everything you had to offer.  He was at a loss for words, an image better than he had dreamed.  Every concubine he pretended was you.  Every wasted load of cum in his fist to the thought of you.  Nothing compared to the actual sight.  He couldn’t have dreamed of such perfection.  He was going to ruin you.

His hand freed your wrists, moving to cage your neck in place once again.  You watched as he moved a hand to his mouth.

“What are you-” You were cut off when he squeezed your neck, literally stopping the words in your throat.  

“I don’t need to cut your insides up in an attempt to prepare you.” Sukuna scoffed.  Your brows furrowed as you watched him.  He was biting the nails short on one hand.  

“Just tell me to stop and I will.” Sukuna was dead serious. He always had at least one eye on your face to gauge your reactions.

“Stop treating me like I’m fragile.” You reached over, grabbing the front of his robe to pull his face to yours.  “I don’t break so easily.” Sukuna let out a guttural groan.

“Let’s test that then, shall we?” He held his hand with the shortened fingernails to your mouth.  You happily let them in, coating the middle and ring finger with spit.  Your eyes never left his as you swirled your tongue around and sucked his fingers.  Pure lust and need glossed his crimson eyes, watching you with a hunger that only taking you could satisfy.  He removed his fingers from your mouth, a thick spit trail following.  Sukuna sucked your drool off his fingers, quickly replacing it with his own.

“Sweeter than candy.” He purred, licking his lips.  His words had your heart pounding.  Sukuna repositioned himself between your legs.  Moving the hand that sat around your throat he hooked it under your leg, pressing your knee to your chest.  His drool covered fingers circled your entrance.  He was barely touching you but you were already shivering and whimpering.  Slowly he pushed a finger in.  Just a single finger had you stretching, had you feeling beyond full.  You gasped, back arching, your eyes rolling back.

“Don’t pass out yet Minx, we’re just getting started.” True to Sukuna’s nature, he was sadistic.  A second finger was plunged into you.  For a moment you saw white.  It was so much, so good.  

“You’re right, you don’t break easily.  I’d expect nothing less from my Minx.” Sukuna began to pump his fingers in and out of you.  “My prize.” His fingers slammed into you harder.  “Mine.” His pace picked up.  You were seeing white in your vision.  Your body tensed, a knot forming in your throat as Sukuna ruined you on his fingers.  “Mine, my minx, only mine, all mine.” He growled.  He laid his body into you, pushing your leg down further.  You let out a pleasure filled wail as Sukuna sunk his teeth into your other shoulder.  Fingers laced into his hair, roughly pulling at the roots as you came.  His fingers slowed but his bite sunk in more.  You could feel his mouth vibrating, as the ringing in your ears faded you heard him chanting ‘mine’.  A second, deep puncture mark.  Warm blood trickling out.  As Sukuna’s teeth sat in your shoulder you looked to the sky.  It was dark now.  Stars dancing overhead, twinkling down on you both.  His.  All his.  You wondered if these were the same stars Sukuna saw in the Heian Era.  Your grip on his hair softened as you came down from your climax.  Soothing circles massaged into his scalp instead.  His fingers were still lazily thrusting and curling into you.

A pitiful whimper left your lips when he pulled his fingers from you.  Empty, you felt so empty.  The feeling only grew when he released his bite too.  Matching marks on either shoulders.  Deep, harsh imprints of his teeth.  Watching as Sukuna began to undid his robes, you may have felt empty now, but you’d be full soon.  Your jaw dropped with his robe.  A god in the flesh, a fallen angel, a dream.  Large, toned muscles all over his body, flexing with his every movement.  Your eyes traced down his abs until you saw teeth.  A large smiling mouth on his abdomen.  Following his happy trail down stood two cocks.  Both swollen, trying to stand tall but sagging from the sheer weight of them.  You were going to die, but damn what a way to go.

Sukuna leaned back over you, two hands by your head, the other two digging into your hips.  One of his monstrous tips poked at your entrance, the other dragging along the curve of your ass.  Sukuna moved so his forearm sat in front of your mouth.

“Bite.  This’ll hurt.” Sukuna instructed you.  You simply stared at him like he was crazy.  You weren’t about to bite his forearm.  When you pushed his arm to the side he looked at you confused.

“You marked me, it’s only fair I do the same.” Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you.  Once he was almost flush to your body, you placed your mouth on his shoulder.  Precum leaking from his tip, coating your entrance as he waited.

“Ready?” Sukuna whispered in your ear once he felt your teeth on his skin.

“Mhm.” You mumbled against his flesh.  He slowly began to press in.  As he entered you, your teeth sunk into him more. The further he pushed, the harder you bit.  The stretch from his cock was nearly unbearable, truly a monster of an appendage.  You snarled as your teeth dug deeper into him, the iron taste of blood filling your mouth.  Sukuna was letting out guttural grunts in your ear as he continued to stretch you.  Your nails raked down his back as you tried to contain his cock. You were going to die. This monster of a man was going to be the death of you.  Then you felt it, his hips flush to your ass.  Did you really take him in his entirety or had you blacked out, died or dreamt this.

“No one has taken me fully before.” Sukuna’s breathy voice pulled you back to the present.  He seemed to be just as shocked and dazed as you were.  Coming back to reality you removed your teeth from his shoulder.  You let your head fall just below his.  Sukuna brought a hand to your face and swiped his thumb over your cheek, a cold, wet sensation followed behind it.  You didn’t even realize that tears had spilled over.

“My Minx.” Sukuna whispered, licking the tear off his thumb.  The pained, stretched feeling slowly faded.  You still felt full, absolutely stuffed, but it didn’t hurt as much.

“Ryomen.” Your body trembled around him.  He looked at you with a pleased smile.

“My name sounds so good falling from your lips Minx.” Sukuna purred, kissing your tear stained cheeks with glee.

“Still not broken.  So why don’t you fuck me until your name is the only word I can scream.” You could feel Sukuna’s cock twitch in you.  Such filthy words, such a masochist, his perfect being.  Two arms wrapped around the top of your head, the other two death gripping your hips.  He would make you regret those words.  The second he had you locked in place he began a hellish pace.  Fast, skull rattling, hard, rough.  He'd pull almost completely out before slamming into you again, his firm grip forcing you in place.  Rocks and sticks from the forest floor dug into you as Sukuna pounded you stupid.  The way his cock dragged and hammered into your sweet spot with every thrust had you seeing spots.  Tongue hanging from your mouth, your braincells being forcefully fucked out of you.  You were going dumb, absolutely braided on his brutish cock.  Cumming, cumming, cumming, you had to cum.  It was so much.  Your body began to convulse, your vision going white.

“Say my name.” Sukuna growled into your ringing ears.  “Scream my name when you cum.” He demanded.  Of course, you obliged.

“Ryomen!  Ryo!  F-Fuck!” You cried out,  tears spilling from your eyes, broken cries and overstimulated whimpers. Your ears rang, a floating feeling of pure bliss.  Sukuna then stopped all movement, this was somehow more painful than him stretching you.  Words escaped you as you whimpered and whined, back arching, trying to get some form of friction.

“Not done yet.”  Sukuna grunted.  Even in your dazed state you understood.  He stopped so he wouldn’t cum.  He didn’t want it to end yet.  You couldn’t muster words, but you gently cupped his face and gave him a nod.  More.  You wanted everything and anything Sukuna had to offer.

“You were made for me, Minx.  My precious Minx.” Sukuna cooed.  Your brows furrowed when you felt him pull out.  So beyond empty.  Like your soul was snatched from your body.  The look you gave him almost broke his heart.  A look of pure betrayal, a look like he abandoned you.

“Don’t you think the other cock deserves a feel?” Sukuna chuckled at your outraged expression.  You softened your scowl when you learned of what he was doing.  “So needy.  Don’t worry, I’ll stuff you full again.” He smirked.  The cock that was once in you fell onto your stomach.  It was heavy, damp and warm.  The one that was rubbing against your ass was now pushing its way inside of your stretched hole.  Though the stretch wasn’t as painful this time, it still knocked the breath out of your lungs.  Stretched beyond repair, stretched to the shape of him, fitted perfectly to him.  His hips, flush with your ass once again.  There was no warning this time.  The hands that once caged your hips now pressed your knees to your face.  Sukuna forced you into the deepest mating press of your life.  His hips snapped erratically, there was no rhythm this time, just a carnal need to feel you around him.  A need to chase his climax and feel you cum around him.  You were still sensitive from your last orgasm.  In this position his cock was constantly pressing against and abusing your sweet spot.  You weren’t going to last, You couldn’t last.  Every thrust hit the oxygen out of your lungs, choked out mewls and moans echoing in the air.  He was close.  He just needed to feel you pulsate around him with your own climax.  He needed to hear you say it.  He needed to hear you cry out his name.  Your eyes rolled back, overstimulated tears spilling from your eyes, your breath catching in your throat.

“R-Ryo.  Ryomen.” You choked out, your body completely constricting around him, attempting to milk him dry.  The squeezing sent him over the edge, cum filling you while the cock that was on your stomach came all over your torso and face.  You were painted white, inside and out.  The moment your climax ended, your body went limp.  Drained of everything you possibly had to offer.  So, so full.  Full of his seed and his softening cock.  Sukuna slowly released you from the mating press. Sukuna slowly lifted you to his chest, soft cock keeping warm in your core.  You sat on his lap and he held you to him.

“My precious Minx.” He placed a kiss on your temple, soft and lingering.  Then his robe wrapped around you.  Resting against his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat.  You could barely keep your eyes open but you could see it, the soft yellow glow over the horizon.  Sunrise.  You had been out all night.  You were tired.  So tired, and Sukuna’s embrace was so comforting.  He stood up, keeping you wrapped in his arms and robe.

“Come Minx, I’ll get you cleaned up before we go to my chambers to rest.” His voice was soft and soothing.  Another kiss was placed on the crown of your head before he began to walk.

About the Kink: Primal Play is a form of sexual activity in which partners leave behind the more “rational” or “logical” sides of themselves and tap into their animal instincts. This might involve animal role play, grunting, snarling, or other animal-like noises. Not all primal play is non-verbal, but it often is. How to Practice the Kink Safely:

With any kink it's important to have a safe word, action and sound. The action is in case it's not possible to be verbal. The sound is incase it's not possible to make words or move. Pick something easy to remember and wouldn't come up naturally. Eg. Red, 3 fast taps, 3 repeating grunts

Consent is key in this roleplay. Consent can be taken away at any time and its important to check in to make sure both parties are still eager and willing participants. Boundaries should be discussed beforehand. Things like how hard is it okay to bite, is scratching okay, and how rough is it okay to be. Practicing bite strength on sensitive areas like the inner thigh or wrist will give a general idea. Remember to use safe words or actions if things escalate beyond comfort. With things like biting and scratching if the skin is broken medical attention may be needed. Human bites are extremely germ filled and should be cleaned thoroughly. Medical intervention may be needed if the area begins to show sign of infection.

[honesttoglob]

Ok so few thoughts on the Season 2 Bigtop Burger Supercut:

- Apparently the "freakazoids" that Cesare and the underworld have been keeping tabs on are Cryptids. I had suspected the freakazoids in question might be demons as Hell is taking some responsibility for them but they're cryptids??? Man, that just makes me sad, leave bigfoot alone :(((((

- One of the cryptids pictured is Flatwoods Monster, who, according to legend, is also an alien. The other two appear to be Mothman and though I'm a bit fuzzy on this one some sort of bigfoot or yeti creature. He's wearing a lil stetson hat. Did Cesare use the stetson hat trick before?

- The second still shown in the credits appears to be Munkustrap descending onto Earth on some sort of spacecraft as the Bigtop and Zomburger crews watch. They appear to be in the same positions/outfits as when Cesare whack-a-moled Steve into hell. Which is????? Idk what to make of that. Could Flatwoods Monster have some kind of alien technology that they used to contact Clown World? Are we finally gonna have Clown vs Undead War??????? I wonder how Munkustrap will react to seeing other clowns in the pink-yellow-blue spotted outfit which Tim, Penny and Billie are wearing, which seems to be a pattern which all banished clowns are exiled in. Looking forward to see how he looks now that he's aged! Also, I like that this scene implies the Zomburger and Bigtop gangs stick together! Which I want them too! SO BADLY!!!

- As @fr0stmask mentioned in a reply on this post, the spacecraft Munkustrap is seen on is actually a tire, as in the musical Cats, cats who are deemed worthy are sent up to the Heaviside Layer on a TIRE!!! Thanks for the info!

- What if the Cats performance is literal, and one clown actually gets sent "up to the heaviside layer", and that's what happened to Munkustrap and how he got the tire spacecraft. Steve got booted out via banishment and Munkustrap was chosen to ascend, but in the end they both ended up in the same place.

- Frances, Conrad and Allen look visibly upset when they realize Cesare isn't actually proposing a truce and is still up to his antagonistic bullshit.

- The image of Cesare in his weird little Cabinet of Dr. Caligari coffin makes my stomach do little back filps. We've seen Tim, Penny, Billie, Frances, Conrad, Allen, and Steve all in their own homes (For Steve it's his truck where he sleeps) but Never Cesare! Seeing him in there makes me nervous honestly because in the image, his box/cabinet has two doors on its front, with no handles inside, which suggests it closes from the outside and he's "stored" in there and deanimated (seeing as his eyes are closed and this is the only time we've seen him at rest) when not in use. This would add metaphorical meaning to Cesare's comments about being a puppet vendor, as now that's all he is- a puppet. He looks like a little doll being stored in his box. This seems to suggest something I've long suspected, that the "1000 year sentence" Cesare is being held on by the underworld may be bullshit, and he won't actually be allowed to go on retirement. Instead, this idea of his sentence one day ending is merely meant to motivate and control him, like a carrot being held in front of a horse. Could that candle shown at the end be his lifeforce? When its lit maybe he's animate, while when its snuffed out, he's a lifeless husk kept in a box.

- You think Cesare's and Steve's footie pajamas have a similar narrative role? Like to make them easily identifiable as rejects (in Steve's case) or property (in Cesare's case)? You think they're just meant to be dehumanizing or a source of shame?

- Tim was the first one to find Steve, which makes me feel fucked up that Steve still doesn't know his name and seems to mis-name him the most :(((((( Tom and Toby???????? I mean I get that my man likely has memory issues, he's very old and he hit his head very hard on the ground and he refuses to go easy on that fckng juul

- Baby Tim is so cute and handsome I'm dying

- The alley Steve emerges into in the after credits scene seems to rememble the alley with the hole in the ground that Conrad recounts Cesare getting money from. Is this because the underworld was able to track Steve's ascent through the ground to Earth's surface? Is this the same hole Cesare enters and exits the underworld from?

- Also, Steve spits out some rocks when he reaches the surface. U think that's how he started thinking of rocks as food? They just kimda got in ther and he thought "mmmnm yummy!"

- Based on the timelime and my own calcumalations, Steve landed in Sweden, creating the crater which is now known as the Siljan ring, and emerged a whole continent over in North America (at least I'm assuming the show takes place in North America. The driving wheel is on the left side, right? And everyone has American accents? (Except Tim) Is that enough?)

I have a theory that Penny reminds Steve of his own mother. Both women have the same voice actress (Lindsay Small-Butera, my beloved ;-;), and in season one, while Steve is high, once he hears Penny's voice, he shapeshifts into his child form (which I think might have been the last time he saw his mom before she dropped him off at Christian-Acting Camp) and asks her for soup. He's even in the same Little Lord Fontleroy outift. Also, at the Food Truck Expo, when Steve sees Cesare approaching him, he hides behind Penny's back. Also, they have a similar appearance in hair color and clown makeup.

- Speaking of Steve's family, in the scene where Steve is about to be shot into space, there are three clowns who stick out from the crowd. One, with a haircut resembling Steve's mother's on the right (I believe this is her), Munkustrap in the center (at least I believe this is him, their hair and faces are similar) and a male figure on the left. I believe this figure on the left is Steve's father, and Munkustrap is either Steve's brother or past love interest (I think him being his brother is more realistic because him being Steve's love interest and sending him into space is I think too dark even for this show).

- I think the clown actors in Cats may only refer to eachother by their character names. Munkustrap is given no other name, and Steve being stripped of his name as "Old Deut" is seen as a big deal.

- I noticed whenever male clowns get old, their hair develops into sort of a tonsure style with a little dollop of hair sitting right in the middle of their bald spot. Peanut has this, along with Steve's father, and Steve is also developing this as well, based on the wicked widow's peak he has whenever his hat is off.

- bro I wanna see Cesare and Munkustrap interact so bad. What if they get jealous of eachother like, "No! I'm the only emo twink that gets to make Steve's life a living hell, who the fck are you???"

- I want them. To fight lol

- Cat fight!!!!!

- I may be stretching with this one but Munkustrap and Cesare just look kinda visually similar to me? At least with the black onesie and the dark unkempt hair. You think there's a reason for that? Or is it more metaphorical, as in these are just two people who have an impact on Steve's life in that they do their best to not let him fit in with the general society?

- In the still of Munkustrap descending from the sky, Conrad is build like a brick shit house frfr

Just needed to get these thoughts out of my head so they don't weigh down on my humors and make me bad at art and work and remembering to eat food and sleep and bathe and breathe for the next however many months it is before another episode O-O

[thefirstknife]

idk if you've talked about this, but Maya says something interesting in her "final" message to the Young Wolf. She says the YW should ponder "iterations" of the conversation on the riverbank (iirc) but I don't remember the YW mentioned in the Dark Timeline, and in the Epistemic lore tab, Praedyth says "the figure always changes." Is the YW a unique individual or do they exist in other timelines too? (I feel like I've missed a few details so I'm hoping you can answer. 😅)

It's a really cool message that will be interesting to revisit from time to time.

I leave this to you now, when it is too early to act. Before you have the faculty to understand its gravitas. You were offered the age you've fought to restore. Everything we've lost. You won't find it on this narcissist's station. I will set it in front of you, finely crafted and tuned. You mistakenly label it hubris, and resist. And you know... failure is a catalyst: it breeds invention. Would you comprehend the endless permutations of our conversation on the riverbank? I was only trying to change your mind. To help you see a better future. That exchange... did not always end in your favor. It does not have to still. You believe my ideology, virulent. All right. Know that I have bled across time, and under the skin of the cosmos. My knowledge became its fabric, filled its vessels, through its mind. Humanity is scattered, yet to see a Collective, focused. But in this infinite network the Vex have created... There is one answer. A Golden Timeline... With a heavy cost.

It took a few reads for me to wrap my mind around this. Maya definitely confirms that this happened in multiple timelines, in some way. We're not really sure if it's exactly the same though, obviously, since we can't really check.

The interesting bit is that the few timelines that Elsie has seen, all of them have failed because, essentially, the YW never became what they did because we didn't destroy the Black Heart. Those timelines have failed completely. But there seems to be other timelines in which we do exist, except we're always someone else (kinda like keeping everyone's Guardian canon, in a way) which we know from Epistemic as you've noted, and it's really cool:

Some visions he gets once, while some come back over and over again. One recurring image: a piece of the Traveler cracked off from its body, lying belly-up in a forest, with a small figure standing in front of it. The figure changes every time, but the sickly glow of the Traveler doesn't.

This is us regaining our Light at the Shard of the Traveler in the Red War, so it's post-Black Heart.

I think the YW is unique in a way that they only exist in the timeline where they destroy the Black Heart (D1 base story), but since there's an unknown number of timelines, this person is always someone different (so there's no one canon YW, it could be any of us). There's also timelines where we never become the YW because Elsie never helps us and we never destroy the Black Heart and things spiral from there.

It always remains a question if anyone using the Vex and their Network and technology is actually seeing real existing things, or perhaps simulations or possibilities. I do wonder if they left Maya around with the Echo for some future purpose or at least to keep their options open. Also intrigued about her mentioning "a Golden Timeline" and if that will mean anything in the future or if it's just her yapping from the Network. I did not expect her to stay around and especially not with the Echo in her posession so I'm super excited about the possibility of storylines with this in the future.

[arcadekitten]

Hello AK!

Idk how but I wasn't aware of SND until I found your tumblr. After watching a playthrough from ManlyBadassHero, it has probably won top spot among my favorites of your games story-wise (still looking forward to the rest of Wishmaker)

I REALLY love how you wrote the dynamic of Stellamb and developed it in/out the game. It's like an Animal Crossing creepypasta with a Batman/Joker-esque romance. And Ruuuby is just a sweet little baby and deserves sooo much better!

If you don't mind, I'd like to ask some questions. Sorry there's a lot but you totally don't have to answer all/any of them if you want. Keep up the great work!

1) Where do star witch stars come from? Are they different from normal stars that become suns or are they the same and a witch batting it turns it into another witch?

2) How long does it take for an unborn star witch to develop before they're ready to be batted?

3) How do Star Witches get their name? Did Stella just choose hers after she landed or was it given to her by someone like Corona before being batted?

4) Corona mentioned that the other witches are aware of how Stella treats her subjects. How do they keep tabs on each other if they rarely meet?

5) How long has Stella been on the planet? And how long does it normally take for a star witch to take full control of a planet?

6) If SND is like Semiaquatic Circus, does that mean there are/were beasts on Stella's planet? Is that what Ruuuby ate before Stella arrived or is there a good reason why she was Lambchop's first kill? ;)

7) What is the rest of the world like outside of the town? I'm guessing the technology is relatively modern since there's indoor plumbing and Lambchop's ideal world has factories and power lines.

I'm so happy to hear you enjoy the game so much, thank you!! ♡ I'll try to answer your questions the best I can!

1: I imagine they're a bit different from normal stars, and the witches can tell when one is ready to be batted!

2: Not sure tbh!! I haven't thought toobhard into it

3: I think it's just something they automatically know! Like it was assigned to them still as a proto-star

4: I imagine they keep eyes from afar and rumors spread on the occasions they do meet

5: Stella's been there a few years I imagine! Normally a star witch will take full control within a few days!!

6: I'm not sure honestly! Again I haven't thought too far into it

7: It's pretty much the same as you see in Sweet No Death, just elsewhere! Other communities though are pretty far away!

[metamatar]

ok so i am very much uninformed on politics, i decided at a younger age that i wasn't interested in it and therefore would not read or keep myself particularly informed about it. obviously this is a bad idea, and i want to change and keep myself informed on actual politics and well, abstract[?] (wrong word but cannot think of another, basically mean like. knowing which political .. stance ?? [idk. like marxist or communist or whatever] i might be.) ones as well. what's a good place to get started here? where do i look for actual politics going on in india since i'm pretty sure ndtv or whatever isn't exactly the best source? or maybe it is? idk, like i said i'm pretty uninformed on the matter but would like to learn more

so one thing is, in india you have to accept the media landscape is just dire because being a journalist with integrity is a bit like signing up to have your life ruined. all major media has been bought by hindutva already. what you have to do is more learn to read between lines, understand people's motivations, which is a matter of practice. a good way to start is to read analysis (not news reports) of the same incident in different media and you'll start noticing patterns. even more important imo is to talk and bounce ideas with a friend at a similar place as you or someone interested in politics who won't overwhelm you with their perspective. you can try online but idt its safe or advisable anymore to do that experiment online. i had debate club in university (sad) and some socialist reading groups (better) after. the thing is this journey to self education is kind of personal and im also not pedagogically oriented or trained? so lots of first person description instead of prescriptions.

i still check what's up on ndtv because it gives me a good pulse of what english language media and liberals are thinking. major newspapers i scan hindu and the indian express sometimes. online i have a look at newslaundry (also has some youtube content) and the wire, they're reader supported and haven't turned full hindutva yet. i read longer form things in the caravan and epw, but these are subscription based. i keep tabs on the latest round of hindutva fake news when alt news debunks it.

for the abstract things, i literally did an online course bc i was frustrated by what all the liberal arts grads seemed to already agree on. i did ian shapiro's moral foundations of politics which is available online as both youtube lectures and a textbook. if you want to go that route feel free but it's not necessary, you can also try to read the entries on wikipedia or stanford encyclopedia of philosophy (more expertise) when you encounter something unfamiliar and build up like that. podcasts like bbc in our time will often interview academics to give intros to many political philosophy concepts and thinkers. whatever your learning style supports! i think the important thing is to find something you are actually interested in, and take that tack. i like history, so i might read books about historical revolutions or historical forms of organising society or listen to podcasts like mike duncan's revolutions.

For communism the usual starting points are these very short pamphlets:

Principles of Communism by Engels

The Manifesto of the Communist Party by Marx

Wage-Labor and Capital by Marx

Socialism: Utopian and Scientific by Engels

feel free to ask for more specific questions!

[demonslayerunhinged]

Apologies, to add to a recent ask I just sent about thoughts of Sanemi keeping tabs on Genya! I wanted to add that also, Sanemi knew Genya felt bad about calling him a murderer since he mentions that in the light novel at Masachika’s grave - “the poor kid still felt bad years later” (something like that.) He also mentions during this portion of the story that Genya joined the corps, telling Masachika’s grave that Genya did so. Like, did he know Genya already felt bad before he had approached Sanemi the first time (not the eye blinding incident, the one mentioned in the Village arc)? Or did he only learn after Genya approached him that he felt bad? Because if not, maybe he had been keeping some sort of an eye on Genya to know this detail? But he also didn’t know about the demon eating until Genya told him so… idk haha. Anyway, sorry again for the jumbled asks, totally don’t have to answer these haphazard asks lol. But thank you for taking the time to read over them!

Hiii again! Don't apologize, your questions are awesome! I'm thinking that Sanemi had an inkling that Genya wanting to apologize was the reason his little brother joined the Corps and wanted to seek him out after all this time. There doesn't seem to be any other reason for Genya to become a slayer, or any other way he would have known that Genya was remorseful.

I also don't think that Sanemi would've been able to keep tabs on Genya as easily as he could before Genya joined the Corps, which would explain why he didn't know of Genya's demon eating. His crow can only do so much when they both have to go on their own missions.

Hope this answers your questions, thanks so much for your questions! ❤

[a-random-weeb]

BSD relationship headcannons

Headcannons off the top of my head as to what I think they'd be like to date.

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Dazai:

•he would constantly ask you to do a double suicide with him.

•He'd also sleep with other woman at first

•eventually though he'll find you're his reason for living (big red flag btw but it's fanfiction so...) he also stops cheating

•hes the kind of guy to pretend you're gonna cuddle together and then shove you under the blanket with his fart. (Same with Nikolai)

•he does cuddle after that though (little bitc-)

•He totally gives you his jacket while you're out on a date and you're cold like a cliché romantic moment

•He teases you A LOT

•I mean a lot a lot

•though, I do believe he can be romantic at times, but at the end of it he'd tease you for how red your face is (but he does find it really cute)

•He'd be the big spoon while cuddling

•idk, he's just always the big spoon, unless he's crying over a mission or something

•He forces you to cuddle him

•He will hold you down like "Oh belladonna, you're dot pretty, come cuddle?" He words it like it's a question, but it's not.

•If you try to deny him, he grabs you and keeps you there.

•He totally brings you to fancy restaurants and puts it on kunikida's tab.

•you can't convince me otherwise

•Hes such a jerk to kunikida about it too (little bitc-)

(Dazai was really fun and pretty easy to write for, I hope you like the headcannons for him because I'm certainly proud of them.)

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chuuya:

•Like dazai, he gives you his coat when you're cold.

•he's not as romantic though, you say you're cold and he just shoves it on you and won't let you take it off

•its cannon on the anime that he's a good cook, it's also cannon irl that I can not cook.

•He would cook for you, and he'd be proud of it.

•he's arrogant, as we know, so he would take a LOT of pride in being able to provide for you (he's also hella rich-)

•If you are a chef or something though, he'd let you cook, but if you didn't feel like cooking he would.

•He would also be the big spoon while cuddling the majority of the time, he might want to be the little one after using corruption.

•(He's so small I love him-)

•Like dazai, he forces cuddles, but he's always blushing like a goddamn tsundere after pulling you to his chest.

•I feel like his favorite cuddling position is you on his lap with your face on his chest while you cling you him tightly, it makes him feel bigger (so so tiny and cuteee)

•He definitely takes you out on big fancy expensive dates.

•He'd (try to) be romantic while on those dates.

•You find it hot anyway

•He tried not to yell at you

•but some people think he's abusive when he does yell at you (He's kind of a red flag but still-)

•Hes really loyal.

•He's like your own dog, he (Reluctantly) does everything you ask basically

•He's so hot I love him- ♡

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Kunikida:

•he's the most normal, so he's like a typical boyfriend

•He tries to take you on nice dates, but dazai keeps spending his money (little bitc-)

•You guys have a lot of movie nights

•I feel like he's into more organized girls who can cook

•His ideal woman would have darker hair and be a little more calm

•He doesn't expect you to fit his exact ideals, that's asking to much (He's the only green flag out if the guys so far)

•He really likes sunset walks with you

•i feel like he'd want a dog, so it'd be the three of you walking around, it would be cute

•He also likes cuddling, he doesn't care if he's the big spoon or little spoon, but if you don't care either, he'd probably be the big spoon, but he really doesn't care that much

•he just wants to cuddle

•He doesn't force you to cuddle unlike the other two

•He's actually respectful, wow

•I think he'd also like it if you had your own journal where you write everything. He'd just find it hot, you sitting on the couch, writing

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Akutagawa:

•This is probably his first relationship

•He has no idea how to act

•at first when you cuddle it's really awkward, bro has no idea how 😭

•I think he'd like to be the big spoon more, but I also feel like he really likes lying his head on your chest

•He doesn't know how to be romantic, but he saw the whole 'give them your coat' thing and litterarly threw his coat at you.

•At first you thought he was mad, but then he explains what he read

•after a while (like a year😭) things get less awkward

•he finally figures out the whole relationship thing (for the most part)

(idk what else to write for him)

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[mimikoolover]

https://www.tumblr.com/mimikoolover/753926264796119040/ive-never-seen-one-jikooker-ever-defend-jungkook?source=share

u asked for a link to the tweet so i went to check on twitter but the acct is currently private as they do it often but the@ is @/seatotterskm13 now idk when she'll go off private cause sometimes she goes off private immediately sometimes after days but I'll see if i can get it when they're off private. I'm already preety inactive on twitter but I'll see and get it.

Even in the ppl in the gc i don't remember the names properly but like nochujimi, night2712 smtg, Keira, kookmoons etc these accts are in the video too and even i have seen them defending jk. The tweets must be up there acct. Can scroll and see. I don't follow all of them i know only nochujimi and you can literally scroll through her twitter and see her defending jk multiple times. She's pro Palestine so she has called out scooter Barun but never once has she dragged golden or anything. Same with other accts. Anyways some of them accts in the video has requested for the archived which shows deleted data which might come off. Idt ppl has time to listen to jk's album and show literal receipts of that while also hating on him in some GCS like pretending on twitter is one thing but pretending to like jk's music in ur private is another. Kookmoons has showed receipts of her recent streamings too.

https://x.com/kookmoons/status/1804238913382293599

Like i very well know how ppl can frame you i have been through that so when I see someone exposing another human my first thought is always how much truth it holds. Ppl on this damn app accuse you of based off of their assumptions and bs so i will always question how much truth it holds no matter what. I won't if it's coming from jk anti but when i know atleast one acct from it why should i belive that gc? That too from jjks? The closeted tkkrs? And this ain't coming from manipulation this is coming from experience who's been on that app and in the fandom for yrs now.

https://curiouscat.live/hoetolegy/post/1356358130

This is supposed to be a jm biased jkkr yet she always defends jk, golden on tl in her cc. This one is just recent but there's tens of her doing so during all these months. she always said that jk deserves all that promo and so does jm but dragging jk ain't it. her frnd circle is also jkkr and all of them have defended jk. That's why i said you're on wrong side of twitter idk.

granted most of them are ot2 but you saying "i have never seen jkkrs defend jk" is something else. Hope you don't expect us to keep links to all the tweets of jkkrs defending jk cause you'd ask me them defending jm and i still won't be able to bring many cause i don't keep tab but i see it when it happens.

I looked back on nochujimin's tweets and I could not see one where they defend Jungkook against jimin solos.

this person in particular appeared in the video saying that they agree with jimin solos.

that's where this originated from in my brain. they have pretty much admitted to being a jimin solo.

idc if they claim to love jungkook. I don't care if they seemingly defend him from tkkers because they're just playing their shitty war with tkkers, it's not about jungkook.

until I see these people denouncing jimin solos and talk about tkkers, jjks and pjms in the same breath, including pjms in their rants, then I will believe they are not jungkook antis.

they never need to mention pjms because pjms don't hate on jimin and they only care about the hate jimin gets. aka they are jungkook antis.

[ciaossu-imagines]

SLAMS HANDS ON TABLE

okay idk if you had this question before

But considering how Shamal is aka flirts and hits on everything that identifies as female

How would Tsuna and his guardians react to that happening to their female partner?

This actually isn't a question I've ever had before! Thank you so much for sending it in and I hope you'll enjoy the headcanons!

We actually kind of saw how this would go down with Tsuna during the Daily Life Arc, when Shamal made some comments about Kyoko, someone Tsuna had a crush on. He'd react exactly the same throughout his teenage years with anyone he dated. That is, while nervous, panicky, a little upset, not at all sure how to react, Tsuna would definitely step in front of his partner and tell Shamal to leave them alone. I think he'd still largely react the same as an adult, though he's gotten more used to the doctor, knows Shamal is just being Shamal and wouldn't genuinely carry through with any of his flirting. He's still making sure he's right beside his partner though and if they become uncomfortable in any way, he's shutting Shamal down and getting his partner out of the situation in the best way he could.

Now, when it comes to Gokudera, I really do think that Shamal has a real weak spot for Hayato. Hayato is someone precious to Shamal, even if he verbally pretends otherwise. Actions speak a lot louder than words and Shamal is very interested in Hayato's life, worries about him, and does keep tabs on Hayato's life even as the boy grows into a man. He'd never actually do anything to harm Hayato, so in a way, I do think Shamal respects any partner Hayato does actually settle down with enough for Shamal to meet. His flirting wouldn't be as overt and not as physical as it would be with some of the other Guardians partners and it's mostly done to tease his precious student, to see Hayato get worked up. Because he will get worked up, calling Shamal a dirty old man and maybe even getting a little physically violent and definitely angry. His partner is either someone who just would've shut Shamal down anyway or is laid-back enough to realize the flirting was harmless and teasing and would both laugh it off and help Shamal out by defusing Hayato's ever-present temper just a little.

Honestly, this probably wouldn't bother Yamamoto too much. Not only is he a pretty laid-back, chill kind of person but he really does accept people for who they are. And that includes Shamal and his many quirks and his habit of needing to flirt and 'pick up' those women he considers attractive. In some way, yeah, it's kind of an ego boost for Yamamoto that his partner is so hot that other men really are desperately trying to flirt with them. Overall though, Yamamoto is someone who would never be in a relationship with someone he didn't absolutely respect and trust, so he knows that his partner would never do anything with Shamal, no matter how much flirting and pick-up lines the other man tried. That being said, if Shamal does cross the line to a point where Yamamoto notices his partner getting uncomfortable (which he definitely will, as Yamamoto is a lot more observant than he lets on), Takeshi will have absolutely no problem just casually telling Shamal to knock it off, in probably the nicest and friendliest way. He's just like 'yeah dude, maybe tone it down a bit, you're making her feel uncomfortable' or Yamamoto manages to completely change the subject, because he really just that kind of person.

Okay, but we kind of get hints that teenage Lambo turns into a bit of a playboy type and I really think that's partially to blame on Shamal being around Lambo during his formative years. Lambo seems to be the one person genuinely interested in learning Shamal's pick-up tricks and he takes some of the doctor's lines and techniques and honestly, those are probably among the things that made Lambo's partner initially fall for him. So Shamal trying to flirt with Lambo's partner? Lambo is genuinely curious to see how his partner will react, what might make them blush, make them upset. He uses it as a bit of a learning experience, though if his partner doesn't seem at all interested in anything Shamal is selling, Lambo is celebrating and rubbing it in the other man's face. It's that 'I have surpassed your skills, you dirty old bastard' moment for Lambo, where Lambo genuinely thinks it's because of Lambo's superior flirting and hitting on people skills that makes his partner like him more than they like Shamal and not the obvious choice of Lambo is who they're in love with and attracted to. That will, of course, create a verbal spar between Lambo and Shamal and Lambo's partner is just going to have to step away from those two idiots for a little bit, though Lambo will want his partner's sympathy and comfort when he loses that verbal sparring match.

Ryohei's starting a fight. There is going to be actual physical blows thrown on Ryohei's side and Shamal tends to beat a hasty retreat when that happens. It only takes once and Shamal really learns not to hit on Ryohei's partner, even jokingly or out of force of habit, when Ryohei is within earshot.

Hey, sorry to break it to you, sorry to anyone who doesn't like this take, but if Shamal is flirting with Hibari's partner, it's pretty much goddamn certain it's because Hibari isn't with them. One, Hibari doesn't actually spend an abundance of time with any romantic partner he does take, just because he is busy and has very clear goals and ideals he's working towards in life and doesn't have a lot of free time. Two, not even Shamal fucks with Hibari. Three, even if Shamal did fuck with Hibari and knew that was Hibari's partner, and even if Hibari overheard anything, Hibari expects ANY partner he takes on to be able to handle their own shit. Any romantic partner of Hibari's needs to be able to stand up for themselves and handle their own problems and that includes the good doctor.

I really honestly don't see Mukuro and Shamal interacting much at all. Even if they do encounter each other, it's largely just in passing, not even conversations. They share Tsuna's family in common but Mukuro doesn't really attend Vongola events, still holds himself apart. Chrome goes in his place instead for the most part and the only time I see Shamal and Mukuro seeing each other is either if the Vongola is in the midst of battle or if Shamal is treating someone in Kokuyo at Reborn's request. So, if Mukuro's partner does get hit on by Shamal, it's when they're not with Mukuro and Mukuro mostly hears about it afterwards. Because the situation isn't a pressing matter, it mostly just amuses Mukuro when his partner tells him about it.

As much as I absolutely adore Shamal, he's definitely propositioned Chrome and her female partner for a little ménage-a-trois action because the only thing hotter than one pretty girl is two pretty girls. It did make Chrome angry, embarrassed her, but Chrome isn't great about speaking up and standing up for herself. So her reaction is probably largely to just grab her partner's hand and run away from him. She doesn't much care for Shamal and tries to avoid him to the best of her ability anyway.

[inconsideratekidney]

10/9/24

hey guys,

something's wrong with my computer. it can barely run all my chrome tabs anymore like it used to. it still functions i suppose, but its very slow and doesn't charge with this one charger i have--my backup charger. i bring this one around so i don't have to bring my big one. the big one that is like my only dependable charger apparently. this backup charger works on my phone and my tablet, but my laptop just won't accept it as a charger for whatever reason. it's super cool and lights up when it's plugged into a power source. it's got 3 different offshoots for usb-c, lightning cable, and something else idk what it's called but it's like an hdmi-shaped version of the lightning cable sized one. anyway, who cares about all that. my laptop has not turned on while the cable is plugged in and it pisses me off so much. i wish my laptop would finally explode like it wants to so i can get a new one.

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im not really sure what kind of audience is actually reading my blogs. i know most don't keep up, cuz its a blog and no one wants to read about someones personal life go on and on, but it is very therapeutic for me. i honestly dgaf who reads it or doesn't. just that i have a place to put my thoughts. i would love feedback or any kind of response literally, like idc what, i like to have conversations with ppl so if u want to go ahead. ill try to stop asking, but i feel like ppl don't feel right doing it or are straight up just not reading any of this. who knows. womp womp.

speaking of which, the things i write about are the kinds of topics i want to talk about with ppl, but are the ones that ppl dont stay on for too long. what i mean to say is that i can bring something up and not have the time to say it all, or the interest of the other person to listen; wait; then let me finish my thoughts, and then actually want a response from them. i often find myself wanting someone to just listen to me go on and on, and most ppl can't stand that or can't stay on the same topic i want to talk about. if i ever do find myself with someone who will let me talk, i'm so conditioned to change the subject for fear that i'm bothering them and sub-consciously/consciously change the subject so i don't lose ppl in conversation.

i had no idea how to recruit "fans" or whatever lol. i had no idea who really wanted to read these blogs. i just find them fun--i'd like to think i'm funny sometimes and that people enjoy what i have to say, so that they can read into what i'm thinking about on their own time. i don't have to bother people with my existence in a conversation back and forth if they don't want to. if you can't stand my writing u can just click away. it's not a big deal. my whole thing is that if you really did want to respond, i'd be down to have a chat with you. i feel satisfied after getting this all out that i can decide to respond or not once i'm done because i've already gotten my thoughts out without being interrupted. you don't watch me type or see my edits, you only see the final product and that puts me at ease a bit. when i speak out loud, i typically say everything i'm thinking or not enough. often i say the wrong thing and people are quick to jump in and ask for clarification or even correct me. i'm not finished. many ppl aren't patient anymore and it's frustrating when my brain doesn't function the way most peoples brains do.

i think of something, then i think "why the hell did that pop into my head? what on earth is this related to?" trick question--its never related to anything most times. my brain just picks up on slight things in my environment and misconstrues them as something relevant to some memory and brings one up, or comes up with something new. i'd assume most people think like that. i just don't know how to explain that to ppl in conversation when were talking about one thing, or we're not talking at all and i just bring something up. that's when it makes sense to me. typically i think of everything at once so it's all relevant to me.

i like this shark. going in circles endlessly in one small space. he knows he can't go anywhere, but maybe he likes it. it's safe, reliable, and cushiony. i put the shark here for our entertainment, but i wont release him (cuz i will forget) but he shall remain happy or maybe he's hitting his head against the walls, thinking "when will she stop yapping" idk.

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im sweating like a madwoman. make it stoppppp. i was trying to experiment by not wearing deodorant/antiperspirant to see if it was all in my head and it is not. it's quite real and i hate it. i hate sweating so much. i don't sweat in my hands or back. just my armpits and private bits (it's really just my thighs lol). i wanna lose weight tbh. i hate my thighs rubbing together, it hurts when i'm wearing shorts and they just slide up and chafe. ugh i get so uncomfortable thinking about it. also my body just gets hot. it's just so annoying. i feel like this hyperhydrosis condition really spiked when i entered college. that's when i really noticed it first a least. my mom has it and i've been trying all different deodorants and antiperspirants with her, but i still sweat regardless. i think she said some work for her for a bit, but then don't again. i think lumē worked for her but just smells weird. who knows. maybe i'll try mens deodorant or antiperspirant. i don't want to throw out my current one cuz yk, money, but it ain't working...

idkkkkk.

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in the time i've written this, the charger still isn't working and even when i hold down the power button there's no response from my conputer to even tell me it's dead. i'm concerned but still couldn't care less. its not fanning bc i let it stop before it turned off. i think it just died and this charger isn't working. i sure hope it works when i get home tho. fuck this shit.

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this body positivity movement related to hair on women is progressing more i think. i haven't researched it or anything, but i notice more ppl than i did before who seem female presenting or have feminine features to have body hair and i love to see it. it's still very scarce, but this is only one place in the world. ofc my hometown there's like no one and my mother makes fun of me all the damn time, so i never forget it. i just wish it didn't look so bad. like i don't care about it cosmetically in the sense that women shouldn't have it cuz it looks bad or cuz its not feminine, but i just don't think it ever matches my outfits. it pisses me off kinda. i don't feel like i give off hairy vibes. maybe i do. those aren't the vibes i wanna put out there. but see in that mindset, i'm stereotyping myself and still have the same schema. "what they're wearing is weird that doesn't match what i assume their style is!" type shit. i don't enjoy this mindset and it comes along with other stereotypical, generalizing mindsets i still have from growing up and am still trying to eradicate, but dang its hard.

i also study peoples behavior and people watch to learn and copy whats socially acceptable. so believe me when i say, it's fucking hard having hairy legs when it's still not common everywhere i go. it's kind of a fucking nightmare sometimes. and i know i sound like "oh, woe is me!" and sometimes i do feel like that, but its because i don't see enough representation--thats another reason why i do it. my real reason is that i don't care to keep up with shaving and i don't want to do it bc i feel like i have to. i don't feel like i want to, so i just don't. if one day i wake up and feel like shaving, then damnit i will. but i don't need anyone's approval or advice on it. i'm angry bc of what my mother says to me, so this is mainly directed towards the comments she's made, and my father, hell, both of em. i'm not taking this outta thin air. there are ppl attacking me, it's my family...

that's the funny thing. i haven't gotten any backlash from a single other person. funny... if they keep it to themselves, wonderful! i honestly don't care what they think, but do care that they are being considerate.

anyshways, thats why i don't love socks that pull on the hair and why i feel awkward in tank tops and short shirts cuz i still haven't gotten over the socially different part yet. this is revolutionizing for me even if it isn't for anyone else.

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if you actually read everything so far, you're cool, but if you're at the end and readin this, you're still cool but u just don't know what i said. i'll sum it up for you-

tdlr (i hate myself):

- computer bout to shit itself

- i have social anxiety and am a clinical yapper

- computer still boutta die

- ahh scary! hair on woman!!

youre here now.

yipee!!

i'll try to post Tuesdays through Thursdays i have decided. try to check then if u can....

love yall,

kD :p

[revlischarm]

what are some of your favourite one piece hc's :?

Sorry this took so long I was jotting them down as I went. I’m sure I missed some of them because a few weren’t coming to mind but uhhhh. The list turned out way longer than I thought it would be!!

• All of the ones you listed because they’re great

• Transman Crocodile

• Transman Ace

• Sabo has a tattoo like Ace’s except on his right arm, and it says “SABO” but with the “A” crossed out. heheheheh ‘SBO’ lmao

• Sharp teeth Zoro supremacy

• Ace has narcolepsy

• Luffy has a tattoo of the dawn that doubles as a Strawhat on his forearm!! I saw that idea somewhere and I’ve just. Amassed it into my horde.

• Zoro getting the Strawhat Jolly Roger tattooed on his back after Luffy is King of the Pirates,,,my beloved,,,

• Luffy has a bracelet of beads like Ace’s after Marineford!!! So does Sabo :)

• Zoro instinctively likes doing things in sets of three’s. Has a thing when it comes to numbers and counting. I’m inflicting him with a very specific brand of OCD/Autism. I saw this stuff with him counting certain things in this one Lawzo fic?? Fucking amazing, highly recommend. I’m gonna link it here just for how incredible it portrays Zoro.

Seriously, even if Lawzo isn’t your thing, I recommend it alone just based on that particular Zoro trait.

• Robin can do an impeccable horror girl scream. You know the one.

• Zoro can do math in his head insanely quickly

• Zoro knows how to garden a bit after time on Kuraigana

• Luffy is super knowledgeable about bugs, actually! His favorite kind of insects are Atlas Beetles

• Sabo is fucking unhinged. Good for him. Would crush the skull of anyone who so much as looks at Luffy the wrong way.

• I’m partial to the idea that Luffy has a super high metabolism

• Zoro’s got an oral fixation (Luffy might too, actually)

• Colorblind Crocodile

• Zoro is agender!!! Mostly uses they/he, but honestly, I don’t think Zoro would fucking care what pronouns you use for them

• Luffy has a bad habit of gnawing on things, especially fingernails, when he’s hungry. Which begs the question, are his fingernails rubber as well? When they fall to the ground like rubbings from an eraser, do they too retain their elastic properties? Who can say. Do Luffy’s teeth fluctuate between solid and rubber. Is Luffy capable of breaking any bones at all. I have so many questions about the physics of devil fruits sometimes you have no idea

• Sanji smokes because it can stave off hunger; he’s also always the last to eat, waiting until everyone else has their meal before eating himself

• Law is a fucking nerd and I’ll say it. He’s absolutely the type to try and act/look cooler than he actually is and I think most of the fandom has fallen for that ruse. I love him still, tho. Pathetic wet meow meow. You are sad and depressing and a genuine freak. Good for you.

• I like thinking that Doflamingo is partially blind in one eye from getting hit by an arrow during his whole backstory as a kid, that’s why he’s always wearing the glasses. Yes I know he’s also wearing glasses as a kid, leave me alone, it’s between that and the idea that maybe he and Rosinante have some sort of light sensitivity, since they both have their eyes covered when they’re younger.

• Crocodile’s eyes are the most gorgeous shade of lavender I’ve ever fucking seen, I swear to god

• Goth family. Goth family. Goth family!!!! I don’t care how unlikely it is I FIRMLY believe that all three of them keep avid tabs on each other, and would 100% do frequent calls on den den if they weren’t affronted by the idea that it would seem needy(Idk if that’s the right word but. You know what I mean. They’re embarrassed to admit they care.)

• Zoro picked up a mishmash of behavioral traits from both Perona and Mihawk after the two years. Man knows how to do hair and paint nails now. Picked up a smidge of fashion sense from them both, too (and by that I mean goth)

• Law and Robin get along insanely well, they have the same sense of humor.

• Law loves anything even slightly bear-shaped. He has so many items that go along with the theme. Fucking loser nerd.

• Law also gets super moody on winter islands; I read a fic once where he tends to go to the local church whenever he visits one and. Yeah idk that felt right to me. Law’s got an overall SOMETHING of a relationship with religion (just based off some of what we saw with his childhood I think) that I’m not complex or knowledgeable enough to do a justified analysis of

• Sanji makes recipe books, and labels them with notes on what’s easiest vs more hard to make in case the crew ever needs that. Dude also absolutely has a notebook somewhere on how to prepare human meat should it ever come to that. The ideal way to mourn his passing. Consume the flesh of the fallen. Become feast.

• Sanji’s hands don’t have a single blemish on them, and he moistures them frequently, actually.

• Luffy gives platonic kisses to all of his crew mates!!! All of the love

• Franky sacrificed a lot of the feeling left in his body during the two year skip in order to get stronger for everyone :(

• Law has golden eyes, Zoro’s is silver, Luffy’s are an abyss of darkness. Like a bug!!!! Bug-eye luffy. He’s a creature to me.

• Luffy likes to walk up stairs on all fours

• I think another reason that Luffy’s built up such an immunity to poison is because he puts his mouth on literally EVERYTHING. Consumes so much that should be inedible and takes it in stride.

• On that note, I think that Zoro would deliberately ask Sanji to poison his meals sometimes just to build up his own resistance. Because that’s also the safest way to go about it honestly.

• Sanji burns really easily in the sun actually I think lmao. And he always has one part of his face that’s perfectly off-color

• The arm that Shanks lost was his dominant one :) that’s part of the reason Mihawk was so disappointed he lost it. He would sword fight with that hand. Any letters he tried to write to people came off as shaky and uneven for the longest time

• Zoro is ambidextrous. He can also write shockingly well with his mouth and his feet if need be. Fucker is absolutely planning to go multiple different sword styles one day. Cut off his legs, replace them with blades.

• Luffy will bite Zoro a lot just because. It’s Zoro. Why would he mind. Captain is just releasing pent up energy cause he got excited.

• Luffy is immune to getting acne—as well as most other skin conditions—since he’s made of rubber. Lucky bastard.

• Kidd has a ton of piercings that he can and will use as projectiles. He’s also 100% had tetanus and rabies as a child. It just fits.

• I think that—Zolu or not—Zoro was Luffy’s first kiss. Just based on principle. A captain and his first mate, sitting in a cramped dinghy for who knows how long together?? Listen, all I know is they must have talked about some weird shit. And Luffy probably mentioned that he’d never kissed anyone before if it was brought up, before going suddenly silent and then asking if he could kiss Zoro. Just because. And who’s Zoro to say no to his new captain?

• Sometimes Sabo will sit and just. Let himself be on fire. Just to see if he can feel Ace.

• I firmly believe one of the reasons Zoro and Sanji don’t get along is because of their differing views on woman—or more specifically, how Sanji acts with them that pisses Zoro off to an extent. And that’s due to the whole Kuina thing. The fact that Sanji would not only treat women like they’re glass, so capable of breaking and delicate, to the point where he refuses to so much as lay a finger (or toe in this case??) on them—it really fucking grates Zoro. If a person is demanding you to fight them on equal grounds, regardless of their gender, you shouldn’t disrespect them just because they’re female. Just feels like an insult. Cant fucking believe I gotta argue in defense of hitting women here because of you, Sanji

• Usopp has the second best observation haki on the crew—and I say second only because of the whole Luffy and Katakuri thing. Yeah. Third best would be either Zoro or Sanji, because we see Zoro specifically training with haki during the timeskip, and after losing an eye I refuse to believe that Mihawk wouldn’t give Zoro a pretty decent training in observation haki to make up for that. And Sanji just. Idk man he gives me the vibes, plus he always seems adept at being able to know when someone’s in danger (even if that’s only catering specifically to the female sex)

• I think that Zoro postures a lot whenever Luffy compliments Sanji or talks about how cool someone else is because he doubts his place on the crew a lot. Like. He’s just the swordsman, right? He’s a lot more replaceable than the other members of the crew, a swordsman isn’t totally needed to survive in the New World. Y’know. Stuff like that :)

• Zoro has a super high alcohol tolerance, so it takes a lot to get him drunk. He’s also got a high tolerance to most heavy sedatives.

• Zoro does the boob-grab thing to himself sometimes when he’s thinking. You know the one. I sure do. Hold the titty for comfort and serotonin.

• Law is an EXTREME control freak. Just in general.

• Zoro and Usopp are part of girls nights. Just because. They are.

• Transmac Usopp my beloved also—this is UNRELATED TO THE PREVIOUS HC. Usopp is part of girls nights because of his chill vibes!!!! Don’t get it twisted. I’ll bite you.

• Everyone is autistic. Not just the Strawhats, but like. Everyone in the One Piece universe. Luffy is the most autistic. He’s going to be King of the Autistics. His hyperfixation is pirates and he’s collecting crew mates like plushies at the end of his bed

Idk if I have more, I probably do just stirring around in my brain somewhere

[manwiththemagic]

spn s1 ep2 "wendigo"

THATS RIGHTTTTT!! more notes for my lil rewatch thingy.. man I love this show 😭

i love the grimey lighting!! Like slay I can't see shit!!

You can almost always tell how lore based an episode will be based on what it starts with.. like it's starting with random men in woods + death so filler! A monster of the week kinda thing!!

Which also makes me wonder why when Sam and Dean were kids John would be on a hunt for weekssss. Like it can take Sam and Dean a couple of days man??

Why are these kids camping if they're just gonna be on their phones?? Most boomer writing ever. WHICH REMINDS ME DEAN IS GEN X BRO.. and jack is gen alpha😨

bro these guys are DUMB. *Friend screaming in woods* *mild concern*"uhhh brad? What's going on?" IDK A BEAR ATTACK?? GET UP FREAK.

a poca shell necklace?? makes sense. I'm glad these MFS are dying and being kidnapped.

ALSOOO wendigo?? Hannibal reference?? Jkjkjk... UNLESS? no jk..

dangit moving into emotional territory. GAHHHHH JESS ☹️. she deserved better tbh.

“i should have protected you.. should have told you the Truth..” BABY NOOOO!! you couldn't have known :(((

Oh shit it was a nightmare. Forgot he had those. Tbh Sam's visions were one of my favorite plots in the entire show!! up there with demon blood, creepifer, godstiel, hallucinations, and everything to do with Jack kline.

“another nightmare?” DAD DEAN WINCHESTER I TELL YA!!

“you want to drive for a bit?” he doesn't know how to help Sam so he's like "well driving my car makes ME happy sooooo—" and honestly? Good effort pal

“im fine” ARE YOU SAM? ARE YOU.

why are they acting like John will know what killed Jessica?? He doesn't know what killed Mary dude 💀 AND THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY HE'S MISSING. (it's because he's on the demons trail but still..)

"so black water ridge is ther—" “dude check out the size of this freaking bear!!” HELPPPP!! Dean stay on track man— HOLY SHIT THATS A BIG BEAR. NEVERRRRMINDDD.

sams side eyes LMAOOO. "Why is he talking about this bear??"

Ranger guy really just handed out private info to these random guys because they said they were some girls friends..

“why do we even need to talk to this girl???” Sam chill out 😭

“so maybe we can know what we're walking into before we walk into it???” LMAOOOO YOU TELL EM DEAN!!

Sam has had a complete character swap and I love it. He just wants to find John, and kill whatever killed Jess. And Dean is slightly tweaking bc Sam is acting SOOOO careless 😭

“since when are you all 'shoot first, ask questions later'??” “since now.” DEAN DON'T SMILE AT THAT. SAM IS NOT ACTING HEALTHY.. just because you act like that doesn't mean Sam should too lil bro 😭

WAIT HOLYSHITHOLYSHIT!!!!! ON THE FAKE ID DEAN SHOWS THE GIRL IT SAYS SAMUEL COLT!! LIKE THE LEGEND. THE MAKER OF THEEE COLT GUN. THE MAKER OF THE TRAP TO THE GATE OF HELL IN S2/3 GAVNS HOKY SHITTTT!! REFERENCE!!

why is it that whenever Dean is about to 'hit it' or yk pull a women he looks at Sam with a smug smile. Like.. "look Sammy. She thinks I'm cool. Yeaaaaa women love me im SOOOOO awesome! 😼" If you were so cool you wouldn't be desperate for your little brothers validation.

codependent siblings meet codependent siblings.

“our parents are gone. It's just me two brothers and me, we keep pretty close tabs on each other..” Literally kid Sam and Dean core.

So this girl is all like "yea guess I'll see you out in the woods then. I'm gonna find em. I have too" and deans all like "I know how you feel.." DO YOU? who actually cares about John bro..

Nerd Sam finds shadows on bad video. Dean is wayyy to proud of him dude😭 it's honestly kinda sweet.

STOP HARASSING SAD OLD PEOPLE 😭😭 last episode with the guy with a dead wife and kids, this episode with a guy who saw his parents murdered and got mauled by a "grizzly bear" LIKE LEAVE THEM ALONE BRO😭😭

holy shit that scar is so bad. I'd cry.

“its corporal..” "stfu nerd what does that even mean??" "Its—" "blah blah, which means we can kill it! It's corporal." HE JUST SAID THAT DEAN..

sams kinda right.. it's dangerous for this girl to go with you, but deans also right.. she's gonna go no matter what.

LMAO COOL IT ON THE SASS SAM. “finding dad's not enough?? Now we gotta babysit too??” HELPPPP

Dean why are you looking so OKSY WITH THIS. Sam is clearly not right in the head bro😭 all he's thinking is "Sam's acting all tough like me 😼 kinda being a dick but we don't know these people so idrc"

“and your hiking in biker boots and jeans?” “well honey I don't do shorts 😒💅” HES SO ICONIC!!

this Roy guy is dumb. Like they're (in your perspective) rangers, they know what they're doing chill out. Obviously they know how dangerous the woods are??

and another one bites the dust.. RIP RANDOOOOO

dean finally met his snarky match.. “say uhh.. those critters ever hunt you back?” *gets yanked still.* “whatcha doing Roy?” *Roy picks up stick and disables bear trap.* “watch your step ‘ranger’”

OH MY GOD THE BROWN JACKET!! I miss the old wardrobe sm. Sam reminds me of a deer, no wonder Crowley calls him moose.

“your not rangers. Who the hell are you?” SHE CLOCKED THEMMM!! they've gotten caught twice in 2 episodes. C'mon guys. Your 2-0. losing. Or is it 0-2? Idk sports reference.

HOWEVER DON'T HATE THE DUFFLE BAG LADY. that stays for all 15 seasons. I think 😡

“besides it's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. ever..” HELP?? NOT A FLEX DUDE. you cannot convince me pre-series Dean had game. no way.

“what do you mean I didn't pack provisions?” THEN HE PULLS OUT A GIANT BAG OF M&M'S. ARE YOU FR??? HELSPSBSB

they are at the cords and... NOTHING. however there's no crickets so duh, obviously preds are around. Like animals not pedos. I CAN'T SPELL FAUCK

“you shouldnt go off by yourself..” “thats sweet. :)” ROY I LOVE YOU OLD MAN.

Also Ben (the kiddish brother of the girl) is listening to music in his earbuds the whole way and honestly? That's so real of him.

I love how Sam just follows dean around, ducking over his shoulder. It's kinda cute. I LOVE MY SONSS

I really don't remember much about the random man screaming but... yep they got their packs stolen. Tsk tsk tsk.

It's so obviously NOT A BEAR. bears don't commit kidnappings believe it or not!!

“so much for my gps and satellite phone :((” oh 2005, how I miss you.(I wasn't alive)

I really do like the old phones though tbh. No texting. (Even if there was, Dean probably couldn't figure it out back then)

“it wants to cut us off so we can't call for help..” “it? You mean someone. Some NUTJOB.” no Sam knows what he said Roy.

Sam dragging Dean away to speak in private omg. Dude I know these MFS are brothers, but they sneak around so much they act like a closeted gay couple. People on the road def thought that— HELL the entire bugs episode exists?? All the real estate agents were like "we sell to ALL types of people." And the second time they got hinted at being gay, Dean gave up and called Sam honey 💀💀

Finally they know what it is, even if Dean doesn't believe smarty pants sam.

sams right. These strangers?? Gotta go!!

“im trying to protect you.” “trying to protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you goodnight!” jokes on you HE DOESN'T HAVE A MOMMY!! hah! Take that!!

finally Dean talking to Sam. “no your not fine. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?” FINALLY.

“dads not here. Why are we still here?” valid point Sam! “this is why. (*Pulls out journal*)" NOOOOOOUHHHH. They treat it like it's the Bible. ITS NOT. “maybe dad wants us to take over where he left off. Saving people., hunting things. The family business.” dude. Sam is grieving over Jessica. Just let him grieve, kill the thing, and go back to law school 😭

“why doesn't dad just talk to us?” FR. I hate john.

Deans following orders, and Sam just wants to finish everything. It's kinda crazy how alike Sam and John are, but in different ways?? Idk.

Dean trying to comfort Sam but saying shit that doesn't help part 1!!

roy got nabbed. DUMBAHH

don't make Dean go into his backstory girl.. I know he looks like a pretty princess in leather but..

oh shit this IS an old show. They said 'Indian'. Which reminds me of in the bunker when Sam corrects Dean and says 'native American'. Idk if it's just because I was raised with hearing native American but calling them Indians is stupid. Like there can't be two?? And they just straight up AREN'T INDIAN?? but WTV..

ahhh yesssssssaaaa!! The cannibal lore of wendigos! reminds me of a certain gay phycologist? or uh.. wait what does he do.??? Physiatrist? WAIT—

okayyyy soooo fire? Cause wtfdym guns are useless?? damn when ARE guns useful.

why is Sam so smart. "Dawg the tracks? To obvious and clear it wants us to—"

HOLY SHIT ROY. we found him—yay???...

RUN BITCH RUNNNNNUUUUH

welp they lost Dean and Hailey.

No way the stupid product placement was actually important. Good job music kid!!

Also not part of the show but I found a pimple on my arm and YIKES the amount of puss— uh anyways..

*WARNING DO NOT ENTER* OMG let's go in here!!

like..

I mean yes they are probably in there but jesus.

okay now the boring plot.. blah blah save people, blah blah bad 2000's effects, blah blah.

Honestly the monster aspect of the monster show was kinda lacking in the first few episodes for me. I lLOVEEEE the monster stuff normally, don't get me wrong, but idk the action isn't peak rn, and we barely get to see the monster. :9

and Sam gets to drive baby!!! YIPPEE!!

[fiercynn]

bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

since there are both recent newcomers to bbs fandom and people like me who are new to bbs tumblr, i thought i'd create a getting-to-know-you meme for people to introduce themselves if they want! all questions are optional

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

hi i'm deepa! i'm indian-american, in my 30s, queer, and agender – please use my name (either deepa or fiercynn is fine) instead of pronouns when referring to me!

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

i watched the whole show in the course of about 36 hours just about two weeks after the finale had aired, in february 2022! i joined bbs fandom on twitter soon after and have been there ever since, but i’ve only really been interacting on tumblr in the last few months

favorite ship(s)

patpran and inkpa…i'm a traditionalist ig lol

favorite character(s)

it’s so hard to choose but i think it has to be pran! i love his pining and his cockiness and his anxiety and his kindness and his grumpy faces. really channeling pat right now aren’t i

favorite episode(s)

episode 5 for obvious reasons; my second-favorite is a tie between episode 3 and episode 8 i think

favorite scene(s)

rooftop kiss, episode 3 bus stop scene, episode 8 backstage apology scene, and episode 9 picnic bench hand-holding scene

one thing you would change about the show if you could

LET INKPA KISS GDI

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people?

ughhhhhh SO HARD TO CHOOSE and i think i'll do a longer rec list sometime but here are some of the earliest fanworks i engaged with that really set the stage for how i think about bbs

dynamic (fic, patpran) by riddles2 on ao3: one of the first fics i read in the fandom, it’s pat’s pov through episode 5 and it’s absolutely seminal imo

international love song (fanart/animation, patpran) by @architectxengineer: science is one of those incredibly multitalented people who writes, makes fanart, and animates?? among other things??? and this animation is sooooooo gorgeous and makes my heart absolutely melt

same page (vid, patpran) by dkyth73 on youtube: such a good fanvid of the show that p’aof himself tweeted about it!!!!

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

traffic was slow for the crash years (fic, patpran): gotta plug my baby, right? this is my patpran fake dating au which is 80k words and was so fun to create!

we both know you’re my only dream (fic, patpran): on the other end of the length spectrum, this 1k fic is one of my favorite things i've written ever

just being friendly (vid, patpran) co-vidded with @scribescribe: yes i know this is an msp song but we made the vid before msp aired!! i think it’s very cute hehe

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol)

since “just being friendly” is already obvious from me and scribe making a vid to it lol, i'm going to say “keeping tabs” by niki, which is extremely pran-coded. like. look at the lyrics. doesn't it seem like it was written to be about pran’s feelings at boarding school, where he misses pat desperately and hopes pat’s thinking of him but is also trying to convince himself that pat’s forgotten him and that everything pran wanted from him was just a delusion on his part. PRAN 😭 😭 😭

idk anything else you want us to know?

i have opinions about pran’s sweaters

okay i'm literally going to tag all of my tumblr mutuals that i think are still in the fandom (if i missed anyone sorry!!), but also if you want to do the meme consider yourself tagged! please don’t let this flop lol 🤞🏽

@citystoryscapes @nicolasechs @architectxengineer @mahuhumaling @manogirl @galauvant @miscellar @monamay @dancing-out-in-space @melto @incandescentflower @loveongsa @dimplesandfierceeyes @geonbaeeee @faillen @cinnamonseadragon @inkpaa @yourunwiththewolves @prany @pranpats @teesemomma @iathefurrr @inventedfangirling @sharingfandoms @lamonnaie @maychild @thegayneurodivergentagenda @mistergreaves @dudeyuri @nyttvera @thecriers @threezoz @wontbotherrn @not0nmain