#and theyre like oh fuck did he get sucked off

[natjennie]

i know the plagues being obsessed with thomas was largely a joke bc alison threw her portrait of him in the basement, but I think there's actually a lot of potential for them to get along like. the plague ghosts are largely intelligent, they play games together, talk, comfort each other, the same as the upstairs ghosts. they have a working knowledge of mechanics, they're interested in art and theater. they are honestly some of the most cultured ghosts in the house. they like to learn, they just enjoy being included, they are pretty easy going. thomas likes to talk, likes to teach, likes to engage. all of thomas' exercises and ponderings would be a hit with the plagues I swear. it genuinely seems like they would get along, am I crazy?

[moldy-flowers]

The interesting experience of being pro Sasuke, anti konoha, pro tobirama, anti Naruto ending, pro Sasusaku, anti Itachi, pro Sakura, anti SasuNaru, pro Tobirama×Izuna, anti Madara, pro karin, anti Orochimaru, pro Uchiha and anti Hashirama. And also as much as I hate the guy danzo was kind of hot when he was younger...

[radiantmists]

i just finished the brief lives arc, and... ow

[oukabarsburgblr]

what if like the seijoh four was like in the same scenario as the karasuno third years, but maybe this a bit fluffier but still smutty?

I have started writing on them, however i just did not know how to go on w the plot tbh hm.

But w seijohs four, well, to me theyre def not fluffier, theyre less bitchy, more teasing? Especially w matsuhana

Oikawa would definitely play w u a lot, messing your head, teasing your body, making u feel confused on what his intentions w u were when he would flutter u w affections until the next day he ignored u like u didnt exist

Matsuhana were more or less the same, matsu liking to stare at you, creeping you tf out while hana were more of a hands-on guy, teaching you how to play volley while groping you and you were confused on how to react, they were your senpais, he was technically adjusting your position, poor you stuck in a limbo whether to just leave the club or suffer through their relentless touch

Iwaizumi made you chose the latter, always there to watch over you, making sure the other three wouldnt go as far, almost as your rock in the volleyball club but there was something lingering behind his doings, some intention that you couldnt quite grasp bc why else would he do all of this just for a mere first year.

You'd get your answer later when your body was almost bent in half, your upper back laying on the floor, your neck straining to gag on hanas excited thrusts into your mouth and the arguing between oikawa and iwaizumi while both were fingering the fuck out of your loose hole as your bottom was in the air, your thighs held by matsu who was enjoying sucking on your leaking tip.

While in karasuno, the sex was almost non-con, submitting to them however for seijoh, it was just confusing and dubious, your heart in shambles, your head fuzzy and your dick just cant stop cumming.

You'd take it like a static toilet, quiet, only gasps and whines until oikawa had enough of the cold shoulder and he would ram the living daylights out of you in the storage room, the sex was frequent, but it was always the four of them versus you.

Hence, your hesitance to remove yourself from the situation because it was always them ganging up against you and there were times were iwaizumi would take your side, saying that they were going too far but it was just a ruse so he could put his cock in your hole, and he was the roughest one out of all four.

It didnt help that you only had two holes to help, until that one time they broke you, double stuffed while sucking and jerking off two cocks, you definitely puked, and had a nosebleed with how far they pushed your body.

You were definitely a victim to all of this, they didnt consider you a victim, you'd hope, that would mean they had preyed on you the second you joined the club, but you would never get your answer, the four third years brushing off your valid questions, telling you that they only consider you as an acquiantance until you had to get on your knees, your hair pulled and every single limb you had was tainted and used for cock.

Oh wow i went too far LMAOO mianhae, i think this would be similar to what i planned for the seijohs, so the official one i would be releasing later is just a longer ver. of this💜

[gettinontopic]

This is so transphobic like what the hell is this

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[Image Id: A large addition to a tumblr poat reading "Also if I'm going to be honest, passing as a man is also just easier than passing as a woman. The rules to being a man and passing as a man are much more lenient than being a woman or passing as a woman. Trans women have to worry about shit like "I need to wear an outfit that distracts people from the fact I have an adams apple, and not allow people to see that I have shoulders, and learn makeup and basically become a voice actor and etc. and maybe I won't be called a man today" (and if you pass too well and the wrong cis guy feels guilty about being attracted to you, you get murdered meanwhile if you're a trans guy and you wanna pass as a man, you gotta like have short hair and hide or remove your boobs and at this point you can already just go to the grocery store and most people will see you as a man. Once you get facial hair and a deeper voice, most people will just see you as some guy. Like I don't understand why transmascs insist on this idea that they could never really pass. Like the idea that trans man who passes is almost far-fetched. Weird as hell." End Id]

Lets upack this shall we?

1."Passing as a man is easier than passing as a woman"

No it's not. The rules to being a man and passing as a men as strict as lots of rules for women. Have you ever seen a cis guys who fails to pass? They're called names, theyre physically beat, and theyre often ostracized from their cis peers just as fast as any trans person. Cis boys cant even pass half the time by the rules they made. Quit fucking lying about men just magically having it so easy.

Your experiences as passing as a man aren't universal and if you've never passed as one what makes you think it's fucking easy?

Also god forbid you're a black man, or a black man who is into something deemed feminine. Shit I've seen guys call black men women for wearing a damn hair bonnet.

Oh not to mention I'm only a man to transphobes when they can call me a "dangerous black man" only to switch back to tryibg to detransition me by saying "you can just be a masc girl!"

2.Adams apple

While you have to hide yours, I have to wear shit that distracts people that I *don't* have one. Cause, and I know this is wild, if they expect you not to have one for being a women, what do they expect me to have for being a man? Hmm? And if you're a man who's adams apple never came in? I've seen them called girls to. Shit I've heard a guy called not manly for missing his, and he was still in puberty!!

3.Shoulders

While you have to hide you shoulders, I have to do whatever I can to have the.. small shoulders on men? maybe if youre in a "non manly" field like music or art, but I do gym work. I better look likeit regardless of the disability that effacts my muscles growth and development or I am called maam by every guy there. Which sucks btw.

4. Makeup and voice acting:

Trans men also are regularly advised to wear makeup that masculinizes them and do voice training. thats some of our oldest passing tips. thats litterally never been unique to trans women. what the FUCK kinda of implications are you trying to put out here?

5. Murder:

Hey did you know cis guys will murder trans men bc they were attracted to them and then found out they werent "real men" and then kill them. shit cis women also kill us if they find out they were attracted to us and we aren't their ideal man anymore. do u know how men who hear im butch and into women behave?

Fuck right the fuck off trying to tokenize the murder lf trans women while throwing trans men murders in the "that doesn't happen" bin.

6. How many times have we said short hair and no boobs dont fucking automatically gets us gendered correcly!! We have voices that have to be trained, we have muscles were expected to build,and some men even watch the way you walk to guess if you have a dick or not.

Listen to any trans men. any of us for five minutes. those things do not making an easily passing trans man fuck you for lying about our experiences as not a trans man.

7. "You gotta like have short hair or remove your boobs"

Untrue! just Untrue. we also have to preform the rules of manhood really well. ive seen beareded transmen clocked for like so many different other reasons and you wouldn't listen to those men if it would save all trans people lives forever. cis men constantly dig at other men presentation to keep each other in line. Its a regular for them.

Also: not all of want to pass with those features. I deserve to have long hair and not bind and still pass as a man and you suck for defining everything around passing.

8. I don't know why you insist on this idea that trans women never really pass without obscene work (when ive met trans women that admit they have it easy by throwing on a dress and wearing her hair down) and that all trans men who have ascess to transition magically do pass (When multiple of us transitioning have said we dont)

If we can't talk about the ones who don't pass then you kinda can just sweep away the idea we don't face discrimination or danger and that's getting us killed actually.

None of us have said we can all never really pass any who say they can't are usually speaking on their own experiences. Because you want us all to pass so bad you don't care that we don't, and that it gets us backlash and hurt.

Also, if you ever read this, kiss my black ass and go reevaluate what makes you think you should speak on experiences that aint yours as if you're the one with the Hard Cold Facts.

[arlerts-angel]

hi!! would i be able to request a smut drabble where the reader meets eren at a party and they end up fucking? erens lowkey a manwhore but when he meets the reader hes smitten immediately <3 theyre both super hornt but the reader is shy n eren takes the lead. sorry if it isnt specific enough or u dont feel like writing. manbun jaeger just has me in a chokehold icl

✎ᝰ a/n: ahhh thank you for this request!! it's a big longer than a drabble (i hope that's okay!) and i hope i did him justice! this is my first eren fic 🖤

☆ wc: 1.1k

⚠︎ cw: dom!eren jaeger x fem reader, porn with some plot, semi-public sex (outside jean & eren's place) degradation, oral sex (m&f receiving), gagging (while sucking him off), penetrative sex, eren has a tongue piercing, pet names (good girl, slut, brat, baby, pretty girl)

♡ taglist: @callm3senpaii @levilxvr @fuyuswifey @stoned-eren @jeannineee @angelescent @softlilpeachxx @girlybelle @arlertwitch @crazychaoticizzy @i-literally-cant-with-this

★彡 𝙒𝙊𝘼𝙃.ᐟ 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘿𝙄𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙔 𝙂𝙊?

"christ, kirstein... there's no way you know all these people." eren thinks to himself, pushing past everyone in the congregation. he opens and shuts the door quickly. he grabs the pack of cigarettes in his pocket and taps it on his hand before taking one out and lighting it. he brings it to his lips.

inhale.

he closes his eyes, soaking in the sound of mostly silence, accompanied only by muffled music and his thoughts.

exhale.

he blows a cloud of smoke past his lips and is greeted by a voice behind him. "do you mind if i stay out here with you for a moment?" truthfully, he did mind... until he got a good look at the girl approaching him.

"nah. you good?" he asks, taking another hit of his cigarette. you nod. "yeah, just over the party already." he smirks. "you too?" you nod and giggle. "yeah, one of my friends dragged me here." "i see. name's eren." he glances over at you and offers you his cigarette. you shake your head and politely decline. "no thank you, i don't smoke."

"oh yeah? you're a good girl then, huh? that's why you don't wanna be here." your cheeks grow warm at the sound of "good girl" coming from the pretty boy's lips. you try to respond but words fail you, causing you to stutter helplessly. he takes one last drag before putting the cigarette out.

"you liked that. i can tell." he licks his lips, a hint of light shines on the ball of his tongue piercing. he looks you up and down, feeling a tent grow in his pants. "good girl, hm? bet you fuck like a slut." he grins, glancing over at you. you squeeze your legs together, feeling your wetness collect in your panties. "wouldn't you like to know?" you retort.

"oh, is that right?" he inches closer to you and grabs your jaw in his big hand, forcing you to look at his green eyes. "i love putting brats like you in their place. get on your knees or i'll put you on them myself." your eyes are glossy with anticipation and excitement. as quickly as your heart beats you fall to your knees, looking up at him as he unbuckles his belt.

he pulls his massive cock out of his pants and pumps it lazily in his hand. "open that pretty mouth, baby." he growls. you open your mouth at his command, jolting at the feeling of his cock slapping against your tongue. "now be a good girl and suck my dick." you hesitate for a moment. "i can't, 's too big. i'll choke—" he pulls your hair into a messy ponytail in his hand. "ah–!"

"you'll sound so pretty choking on my cock." he coos, pushing the tip past your lips. that was all the encouragement you needed. you accepted each inch into your mouth until you couldn't fit any more. you begin bobbing your head up and down against his shaft slowly, working up the courage to quicken your pace. you look up at him, batting your tear-soaked lashes at him. "fuck i can't look at you like that. i'll cum." he groans.

you hum around his cock as your tongue swirls around his tip. he grips onto your hair tighter and fucks his cock deeper into your throat, making the walls of your throat contract as you gag. he grunts as he feels his cock twitch. "god damn it. i like that, baby. think you can handle one more time?" you nod and allow his cock to assault your throat. once more, your throat tightens. "ah fuck— just like that baby." he groans, shooting his hot load into your mouth. "so good. so fuckin' good for me."

you swallow the semen he so graciously gifted to you. he helps you off the ground and kisses your lips hungrily. "your turn, princess. can't wait to taste you." he slides your dress up and rubs your pussy over your wet panties. "no use in wearing these. they're soaked baby... and i haven't even touched you." he smirks and hooks his fingers into the hem of your panties, sliding them down your legs and tossing them to the side.

with your back against the wall, eren gets on his knees and licks stripes up and down your slit before tongue-fucking your entrance. "sweeter than fuckin' candy... this pussy... it's fuckin' mine now." his tongue settles at your clit, flicking it eagerly. the vibrations of his grunts and groans against your bud and the silver ball of his tongue piercing stimulate you further.

"shit—! e-eren–!" you mewl, grabbing onto his hair for leverage. your legs begin to shake and you feel yourself getting close. "gonna cum–ah–!"

eren moans while watching you cum on his face. he slurps up the rest of your juices before slipping two fingers into your pussy. he kisses his way up to your lips, sloppily making you taste yourself. you whine as he pulls his fingers out. "i look forward to breaking you, princess. ready for my cock?" you nod in response, dropping to all fours.

he rubs his cockhead up and down your wet slit, teasing your needy, achy cunt. "gonna mold this pussy just for me." he sighs, slowly sliding the tip into your inviting entrance. once he's past your folds, he thrusts a couple of times to fit himself all the way in you. "shit baby. pretty tight for such a slutty pussy." he slurs.

"mmph–! eren–! fuck me already–! please..." you beg. "tch. you want it so bad? fuck yourself on my cock." he growls. you groan and thrust yourself back and forth on his shaft, quickening your pace as you adjust to his length. he holds onto your hips and pulls you back faster and harder on his cock. "keep it up baby, just like that. shiiiiit..." he groans and reaches a hand under neath and rubs your clit vigorously. "want you to cum all over my cock, pretty girl. mkay?"

you nod and shut your eyes. "fuck—! eren–!" the knot in your stomach tightens and snaps. your walls clench around him as he fucks you through your second orgasm. "fuck yeah baby, i'm gonna cum–" he says with gritted teeth, thrusting one last lazy time into you before pulling out and painting the small of your back and ass with his cum.

for a moment you both collect your thoughts and catch your breaths, looking at each other and smirking. you can't help but hope to keep seeing him. he's mesmerizing, fun, and undeniably gorgeous.

he helps you up and into his arms. "wanna join me in the shower? i'll take care of you... you can even borrow one of my shirts." you accept his hug and agree. "sure, but only if i can get your number." he rolls his eyes light-heartedly and leads you to the door.

"tch. like i'd fuckin let you leave without it."

dividers by benkeibear

[aezuria]

hiii i love ur writing sm!! i was wondering if u would do leo valdez x reader headcanons? ty!!!

*ੈ✎ keep your head still, i'll be your thrill

—all the small things, blink-182

content: leo valdez x reader

warnings: cursing again

librarian's annotations: the title has no connection to the hcs but it came up while i was writing this also IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER 🙏🙏🙏

super clingy i do not make the rules

oh you thought you were gonna get up and be productive?? not today!

fuck everyone else tbh

LOVEEES gossip sessions with u

hes so invested in all the drama u have

probably laying on his stomach and swinging his feet and gasping incredulously. "what!? no she did not..."

got very pouty that you did not invite him to the girls night bc he didnt want to "miss out on the tea" (lwk stealing from my own work oops)

who can blame him tbh

LOVE LOVES DANCING

loves teaching u too (even if u suck)

like imagine him holding your waist and moving you to the beat as you fumble along, his chest pressed up against your own

GOOD LORD

"forward, back, left- there you go," he murmured into your ear, looking down at your feet. you stepped on his shoes a lot more than you should've; did he ever think that his proximity was why you were messing up!?

"you suck at this, don't you?" he laughed, but twirled you around anyway.

"did you ever think you're just a shit teacher?"

"rude!"

also this man was born a star

can probably hit super high notes as if its nothing

ok so we all know how hes a genius right

oh my GOD imagine him explaining how his stuff works and using words you're sure don't even exist and he's so into it and he just sounds so SMART

intelligence is so attractive why does no one talk abt that

you wanted to watch him work on the engine, so you pulled up a stool next to him. you stared at his side, his tank top dirty with grease and sticky with sweat. how long had he been working since you got here?

you'd get mad at him for not taking a break later. right now? you were admiring the view. who wouldn't?

"hey leo?"

he hummed in response, still hyper-focused on the engine.

"how does all that work, exactly?" you were never one for machines—good thing you have a mechanic boyfriend!

he looks to you, a happy glimmer in his eyes. "you really wanna know? so basically— this part connects to that part and then..."

you don't know how long you've been zoned out, too busy staring at his perfect

"y/n?" he finally realizes you haven't been paying attention. "you with me, now?" he raises an eyebrow with a grin on his face.

"huh? what?" you straightened up, fumbling over your words. "yeah! why wouldn't i be?" you tried to act as if you weren't just ogling him seconds before.

"oh y'know.. cause you were checking me out." he winked, leaning back against the engine as he put himself on display. "i mean, you obviously couldn't help it. i mean, look at me!"

someone humble him

its not like he doesn't do the same tho

if he accidentally walks in on you he'd be like "oh my gods-! sorry!" and cover his eyes with his hands, but his fingers are parted so he could still look through. literally the 🫣 emoji

"GET OUT!"

"OKAY I'M GOING DON'T HIT ME- OW!"

he is SUPER ticklish and you WILL use this to your advantage

esp his ears

one time you touched them out of curiosity cause theyre pointer than average and he was like "eek!"

pause

"aww i didn't know you could make that sound!" you poked some more fun at him because that was adorable

"shut up!"

another time he's laying on you, ruining your plans of getting up early and being active. you tried rolling out from underneath him but his arms snake around you like a vice, squeezing a groan out of you.

"leo get off!" you tried shoving him off, but that didn't work either. he simply buried his face into your neck, mumbling a tired no.

you really had shit to do, so you resorted to the last possible tactic. "i didn't wanna have to do this..." you warned. (you so wanted to do this)

you slipped your hands under his shirt and started tickling his stomach, effectively getting him writhing off you with laughter.

"stop-! that tickles!" he tried doing the same back, but he was squirming far too much.

ok real talk now

love loves staying up late with you until its past midnight and you guys are just rambling about random topics. he's just so relaxed with you, his heart feels so full and there's no space anymore, so his bottled up emotions spill out

which is usually a closely-guarded secret because he's just the funny guy of the group, right?

what does he know about feelings? isn't it his job to just keep everyone else happy? joking about everything will take away the pain, won't it?

(it doesn't)

"i don't know, i just- feel like i don't really fit in with everyone. they all have these cool powers, and i'm just.. me." he laughed dryly, face devoid of his usual happiness as he stared at the ceiling. "sometimes, i feel like you could do so much better. but at the same time?" his voice lowered as he rolled onto his side, staring into your eyes. "i want to keep you to myself. i really, really don't want to lose you."

you were glad he finally opened up to you, but your heart ached at the way he thought of himself. how could he not see how highly everyone thought of him, especially you?

"just you? leo, you're the coolest person i know. you're so, so smart, you can fix just about anything, you're funny, you're kind, you can cook; what's not to love?" you smiled softly. you could go on and on about this man. for him to think that he was the lucky one? it was quite the opposite.

"and you don't have to worry," you whispered, cuddling closer to him and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "i'll always be with you."

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Can we get more wolverine polycule??? Theyre so cute for her

"Way to go, champ," Wade said, kissing your nose. "Knew you could do it, did it feel good?"

"Yeah," you manage, snuggling into the warmth that's offered. Tomorrow you'll be sore. Tomorrow you'll be limping at work and you'll just tell people you tripped on a rug. But that's not a right now problem. Right now you're sleepy and warm, tangled up with two walls of muscle keeping you pinned to the bed.

Behind you, Logan laughed softly and buried his face in your hair, "You did good, Princess. Do you want Ice?"

" 'm okay, Lo," you murmur. But despite your protests, you find yourself laying half ontop of Wade, your head on his shoulder with Logan'warming lotion in his hands.

"Can't have you miserable tomorrow after you fucked us both stupid today," Wade reasoned, stretching lazily as he met Logan's eyes over your head.

They could go again. Few more times. But. They could do that tomorrow while you were at work- it had been... a while since you'd been able to come play with them like this. The pain made you tense and the tension made you think and the thinking only made it worse. The more tense you were, the more painful it was to even have sex. You'd blow them if they wanted, sure but. They liked this. Their girl in their bed. Satisfied and not just sitting on the sidelines.

Logan worked down your back and hips, smirking when you sighed. "That's it, pretty girl," he coaxed. "Took such good care of us-"

"You did most of the work," you point out.

"Soul-sucking blowjobs are work," Wade put in.

"Did so good you shut Wade up. Fucking miracle worker," Logan snorted, popping your backside affectionately.

When you don't answer, from your spot face down on Wade's chest, he pushes hair out of your face and grins, "Out cold," he said.

"Good," Logan rumbled, kissing the back of your neck and pulling a sheet up over you. "Gonna need her beauty sleep." He laid down on your other side and threw his leg over you, effectively pinning both you and Wade in one place- where he'd know if you got up. Where he'd know you were safe.

"Breakfast in the morning?" Wade asked, stretching.

"Sounds good." It was better now. You smelled right. Like them. Tomorrow's problems were tomorrow's problems. Right now, nothing was wrong. The feel of your bodies were imprinted on him properly and it felt right.

_____________

When mottled arms wrapped around him in the shower, Logan hummed, "Where's Y/N?" he asked.

"Showered, dressed, and fucking baby sitting," Wade whined.

"Babysitting?" Logan growled, "What the-"

"For not fucking liking her her sister is really quick to drop off her fuck trophies at the ass crack of dawn," Wade sulked, thudding his head against Logan's back.

Logan growled, "How'd I not hear-"

"She met them downstairs. Kids slept on the couch for a bit while she hosed off all that sweet sweet-"

"So much for breakfast," Logan grunted.

"Yeah. She took them out already. Guess she figured if she fed and walked them they'd be easier to wrangle. Cute kids. Less bitchy than their mom."

Logan snorted. He'd see about that. He also wondered if their parents knew you were fucking BOTH the men you lived with. You tended to avoid telling your family anything you didn't have to.

By the time they were done fucking around, dressed and out of the bedroom, you were back. And in full 'Cool Auntie' mode. Clearly, this might not have been an expected visit, but it didn't take long for Wade and Logan to notice the near hero worship on the faces of the three boys who were sprawled on the furniture and playing with Mary.

"Listen, Homie," you're telling the oldest, "I got you you first date and I have pictures that can ruin your life, don't test me."

"No you don't," he scoffed.

"Oh, oh honey," you laugh, "I took you to your first comic convention dressed as a tiny baby Hulk-"

He visibly paled and you grinned, "I got pictures that can ruin your mama too. So. Try me if you want to but remember. We existed before Life 360."

"Hey, Shush," the middle kid asked, looking up from his phone, "what was it like when dinosaurs roamed the earth?"

Wade snorted when you mimed throwing a plastic cup at him, "I dunno, Peanut, what was it like?"

"Fuck you, Wade."

[forlorn-crows]

you wanted promts... PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NASTY BUT CUTE SWISSALPS NASTY BUT CUTE SWISSALPS THEYRE FILTHY LITTLE DUDES BUT THEYRE SO IN LOVEEEEEE

there's some cuteness in here, i swear it. mountain is a goober after all. but it's mainly nasty. @rrriver also requested rimming with dealer's choice of ghouls, so here we are (did you think it'd be swissalps, river? probably one out of two you thought it be lmao)

nasty ghouls under the cut. rimming and oral and fingering and fucking (oh my). top mountain came out to play today.

Swiss keens, tosses his head back. Mountain’s tongue is so good, so wet, so hypnotizing, he can’t form anymore coherent thoughts. Anything close to a thought fizzled out as soon as the earth ghoul pinned him down to the bed with only a hand on his sternum and a few honeyed words. 

“Mount—unholy shit, baby,” he groans when the muscle dips inside. Gripping his cock in a tight fist when it leaks a bead of pre onto his stomach. Mountain hums—loud and rumbly on purpose—and digs his fingers into the multi ghoul’s spread thighs, pushing his knees closer to his chest. Really spreading him out nice and wide so he can lick deep.

“H-how do you get so far in there,” Swiss damn near whines. He starts to jerk in earnest, wet strokes that make his thighs jump and his toes twitch. 

Mountain chuckles. He sucks on his rim lightly before pulling away, displaying his lengthened, unglamoured tongue as he licks his lips. He cradles a fang with the split end, making it flutter teasingly when Swiss cranes his head up to look. 

And promptly lets it thud back down with a strained noise as his hand polishes the sticky tip of his cock.

“All the better to taste you with, darling,” Mountain lilts. Relishing in the desperation wafting off his partner. 

“Fuck,” the multi-ghoul says intelligently. “That’s hot, baby, that’s fuckin’ hot.”

Mountain hums and returns to his task. Alternating between spreading him with his tongue and kissing around his hole. Even daring to smooth his thin fingers along the apex of his thighs, running through coarse curls until the digits press and tickle his balls. 

It’s enough to drive Swiss crazy. He bites his lip until it threatens to bleed and pulls at himself without a care for pacing. Precum wrung from the slit with every involuntary clench, every stroke slicker than the last. 

“Oh fuck, Mount, you’re gonna—hmpf gonna make me cum, feels so good,” Swiss babbles. Mountain can feel him twitch under his tongue, cheeks clenching as he nears the point of no return. A spike of urgency and need runs up his spine, and he pulls away with a string of saliva still connecting his tongue to Swiss’ hole. 

“Don’t,” he says gruffly. “Don’t cum. Not yet.” He presses against the space his tongue created, slipping a finger inside just up to the first knuckle. Swiss gasps, hand stilling. “Want you on my cock,” Mountain breathes. 

“Oh,” Swiss chokes out. Risks another squeeze to his cock before nodding and pulling away. Mountain slips that finger all the way inside, folding his lanky body over him to kiss him softly, deeply. Gripping the fat over his hips as pumps the digit in and out. 

“There, Mount, yeah,” he groans. He loops his arms around Mountain’s neck, tangling his fingers in his mousy brown curls. Wraps a leg around him too, losing himself in the prep. Whining at the taste of himself on his tongue. 

“You feel how hard you make me?” the earth ghoul purrs, nudging their cocks together as he slips a second finger in. “Can’t wait to get you on it. Bounce you til you’re shaking.”

Swiss moans, long and wanton. Mountain huffs a laugh against his lips when he clenches around the stretch, the deepest parts of him caressing his fingers with a firm seal. 

“Gimme another, I can take it,” he begs, rocking into his hand. 

“Eager,” Mountain teases. “But I like you like this, edelweiss.” He rubs their noses together. “Begging.” Kisses the corner of his mouth. “Desperate.” Another kiss at the hinge of his jaw. “Wet.” He whispers that right into his ear, rolling their hips together and crooking his fingers into the spot that makes him melt. 

“Satanas, help me,” he wheezes. His tail betrays him, thumping against the bed in an eager rhythm. 

The earth ghoul sucks the lobe of his ear into his mouth, humming when Swiss arches and groans loudly. “Shh, just open up for me. Let me treat you right.”

“Anything, fuck, whatever you want, baby, shit.”

Mountain smiles against his skin. Pushing on the back of one thigh so Swiss exposes himself further. “Good. Just like that.” Swiss’s cock twitches against his when he splays his fingers. Wringing from him another broken groan. “That’s it.”

Mountain may be quick to get all four fingers inside, but he certainly lets the stretch settle in, spreading and thrusting and working him open until he’s panting and almost loose against his hand. 

“C’mere,” he says softly once Swiss starts begging again. Slipping his fingers out and guiding him to straddle his lap. Mountain folds his legs up underneath him, creating a cradle for his body once he sinks all the way down. “Right there, there we are, darling.”

Mountain holds Swiss with one hand on his lower back, placing kisses along his sternum as he lines up the wide head of his cock with the other hand. Teasing it against his slack entrance as the multi ghoul clings to his shoulders. 

“Please,” Swiss whispers. His cock throbs between them, neglected all this time yet hardly flagged at all. 

“I’ve got you,” Mountain assures him. He rubs the tip against his hole, pushing until the head pops in. And he keeps going, easing Swiss down with two hands on his ass, steadily lowering until he reaches the base. Bottoming out with a strained huff and shaky legs. 

“Fuck—”

“—yes.” Mountain pulls him flush, chest to chest. Tucking his face into the crook of Swiss’ neck and breathing in patchouli and whiskey tinged with need. He just holds him there, warm and balls-deep. Overwhelmed with both arousal and love. 

Above him, Swiss whines. He shifts a little in his lap, grunting when his cock rubs against Mountain’s stomach. 

The earth ghoul holds him tighter. “Okay, edelweiss?” 

“So fuckin’ big,” he groans. Mountain barks a laugh, skating his nails up and down Swiss’ back. He pulls back and gives him a peck on the lips, looking at him fondly and admiring the dark blush on his cheeks and the sweat on his hairline. He smiles and tucks his face back into his neck. 

That is, not before dragging his lips up the prominent tendons in his neck, stopping once more at the shell of his ear and muttering into it, so low it sends a shiver right up Swiss’ spine:

“You can take it.”

[thatneoncrisis]

Curious about your issues with the show!! I have my own ofc but always interested In more opinions

spoilers for like. all of the show el oh el

its hard for me to like. properly articulate on the fly but i think its primarily 1. a show that is genuinely trying to build a complicated structure out of the rusted metal and twigs that makes up LoL lore that gets overhauled every like, four years, so often times it feels like a character in arcane will get hard shafted out of a natural arc so they end up where they "should be" in accordance to their league counterpart.

strongest example i have off the dome is violet, where i think in act 1 of arcane shes a really intriguing and well crafted character whos sympathetic and has goals and values you can follow. and then they shunt her off to prison during the time skip and when she comes out shes like. everything she does from that point on just feels Tilted it feels like they gutted out all the parts that would have gotten me from A to Z wrt her going from scrappy kid in the lanes whos like. direct causes of terror and unhappiness in life were from enforcer. to a bitch who joins the enforcers. and its not that i dont think that turnaround is possible, i just dont think they articulated it well with such a truncated amount of episodes split between so many subplots

and then my main Thing 2. uuuh. this is more of like my own issues with this kind of story telling in general rather than an arcane specific issue that i will codify as "liberal progressives attempt to Both Sides the issue of apartheid in their magic story." the creators of the show emphasized that they wanted each character to be morally grey, differnt shades to them and the motivations contextualizing their actions. which is like, fair enough thats just good character writing but i dont think theyre particularly. great at that. especially when trying to marry it to my earlier point about how certain characters essentially have to invert to become their league analogs in some sense. also someone like ekko? not grey. hes just right? he doesnt fuck with enforcers and he doesnt fuck with the kingpin flooding the lanes with shimmer, he just wants to help the people suffering the most. stand up dude.

theres a lot of different levels to which this clashing between intent and execution falls flat for me in arcane but the one ill get into now is silco and vander. from an objective view its a classic story of two close brothers in arms driven apart by ideology/circumstance, weve seen it with professor xavier and magneto, it also reminded me of tchalla and killmonger although they dont have the childhood friends aspect going for them. but the point is its not like a unique idea. two people want to change the world for the better, one of them starts killing civilians about it, the first guy is like hey! maybe dont do that! epic fall out ensues.

and the story is cognizant of the fact that silco IS an antagonist: not just in the sense that he is opposing our protagonists goals, he sold out the children to the enforcers in the first act, he released shimmer onto zaun and keeps a stranglehold on the city with his circle of chem barons like he fucking sucks. and the whole time im watching im noting how his methods to "free zaun" are like, THE thing destroying it. the streets are rampant with nameless mutated homeless people hooked on shimmer he is directly responsible for. and i was kind of waiting for like. a shift within his circle. if that makes sense. obviously people like violet and ekko and caitlyn dont like him but they never did they dont have to be convinced, but to have someone who initially put all their trust into him as the guy to bring zaun into glory and then slowly have to reckon with the fact theyve propped up a mad man who has prioritized power in himself over the initial goal of liberating the city would have whipped ass.

and then it just didnt happen. theres this fascinating thing going on with silco where hes talking mad shit about the likes of vander, oh hes too softhearted, he will never do what it takes to truly ensure the safety and freedom of the lanes bc he cares too much about his damn babies. and then silco finds himself as caretaker of one of those babies. the show meticulously shows me how he cares for her, he softens for her, he lets her tinker in her silly cave all day and blow up cops with harley quinn bombs. so we have three main things to keep in mind with silco:

his primary stated goal is to free zaun from piltovers repressive rule.

his shimmer production is one of if not The thing actively destroying the lanes

he now has Baby, whos safety has become a growing priority for him.

this culminating in the finale where he is presented with the opportunity to hand her over to the authorities in exchange for zauns independence. now THIS could have been a really interesting internal dilemma for him. he is now faced with the exact choice that led vander to becoming "weak" in his eyes. whats one girls life in exchange for his dream finally becoming a reality. but its also an impossible thing to ask because thats his Daughter. so now hes risking scrutiny from his underlings for being wishy washy. ooh intrigue mystery. youd really need some time to steep on his agonies and what hes really willing to prioritizeat this point in his life

and then none of that happens bc hes immediately kidnapped and shot and never has to seriously consider it. he never has to SACRIFICE he always just. has everything he wants. forever. until he dies. powerful chem baron running the show with his army of teen supersoldiers.

another route i considered them being able to do is something more focused on him and sevika. she left vander to join his cause specifically bc she thought vander was weak. as his right hand, she would do anything for silco, including literally giving up her fucking arm when she saved him from the blast in act one. timeskip, now we see she has a fun new mech arm powered by silcos own shimmer, which we are shown the side effects of time and time again. i thought this was leaning into a metaphor about how her emotional dependence on him and his cause was being represented by a chemical dependence on shimmer. like its destroying her physically and mentally but she NEEDS it to work out to know it wasnt all for nothing so shell put up with whatever sketchy bullshit hes got going on, the ends justify the means. and we get like six detailed shots of shimmer being pumped directly into her body i thought for sure they were gonna be like oh this is fucking killing her, like a compound v situation

but shes like. fine. theres no side effects besides a cool scar. shes chilling.

i also thought her antagonistic dynamic with jinx was going somewhere. like if sevika noticed that silco was putting her above what needed to be done for the sake of liberating zaun, and noticing how it mirrored how vander became "weak" and getting that much more pissed about playing second fiddle to a 17 year old. like imagine you get that whole scene where sevika makes it look like shes gonna execute silco, then murders the chem baron who asked her to do it because she trusts him THAT much, then later she hears about jayce's offer to silco and sees him GENUINELY considering leaving the offer on the table JUST for jinx. sorry if i was her id snap. id go crazy id start a coup.

so basically what im saying is. lotta different options to make the characters richer and more grey as they struggle with what they really care about. but the story just kind of shuffles past them and then insists that the bonds were there the whole time you guys jinx and sevika are totally besties now shes a symbol of zaun <3

[lovelykil]

hii so I was wondering i could request (feel free to ignore if you aren’t taking requests) jealous killua hcs but with the twist that his s/o is oblivious and like one of their friends is like openly touchy with them? And they don’t mind it like they don’t realize how wrong it looks until it’s pointed out (THEYRE WHOLESOME I SWEAR THEY JUST DONT GET SOCIAL CUES) and yeah :33 (also when I say openly touchy I mean for like the friend like leans on them and grabs their hands and stuff)

I didn’t realize how long and specific that was 😞🔫

headcanons—

: ➛killua

hc; jealous kil × oblivious s/o

note; nono I love specific requests because my brain is slow 😔 so thank you

there's nothing worse than a jealous ex-assassin dating an oblivious soulmate 💔

he gets soo annoyed at your friends, the way they just cling themselves onto you like nothing.

there was this one time at school— he was walking with Gon during passing period. His hands tucked behind the back of his head, chatting it up with the ravenette beside him.

he was perfectly fine till something grabbed his attention, it was you. But you weren't alone, you were accompanied by a friend.

a FRIEND who apparently doesn't know much about personal SPACE.

"what the hell?!" killua shouts out, stopping in his tracks. He watches this friend of yours walk you to your class with their hand swaying with yours, both seem to be smiling and laughing.

gon turns his attention to where his bestfriend was looking at and stared as well.

"is that y/n?"

"yes and their stupid friend that doesn't respect boundaries." The silverette grumbles.

gon blinks a few times, puzzled at why his friend was so worked up. Gon himself is pretty oblivious as well..

"don't friends hold each other's hand?"

"no."

"killua I'm pretty su-"

"no."

"but kil-"

"I should kill her friend, maybe it will show them a lesson.." he forces his nails to grow, sharp and pointy as his face grows dark.

"NO KILLUA—"

no he doesn't kill your friend.

but he wants too 😒

he gets a little pissed off at you as well to be honest, like how can you not see how weird your friend just touches you openly all the time

and they do it RIGHT in front of his face too. If it weren't for gon being by his side, he would've lost it.

killua is a jealous guy he can't help but feel like you're gonna leave him sometimes, it's sad but true you found out about this jealousy when you guys had your first argument.

It was about your friends..

"what are you talking about killua? Why are you being so mean.."

"your friends are all a bunch of idiots who don't know what SPACE is Y/N, why can't you see that?! It's not normal for another GUY to hold your hand all the time unless it's ME. I don't give a shit if he's your friend it's fucking weird." and so the truth comes out and the dots connect themselves.

he may not have said he was 'jealous' but you knew now it bothered him and he did make some valid points, your guy friend holding or leaning onto you was definitely weird, even your friends that were girls touched you alot but you didn't seem to notice.

you feel bad now, finally understanding why your boyfriend has been so distant and rude to you.

"oh, I'm sorry kil.. I guess I never noticed, I'll make sure to set up some boundaries if that's okay with you?" You grab his hand and hold it with yours, looking up at him.

"It's not your fault.. sorry it's just—" He pauses, looking down at your hand joined with his. He looks back at you.

"your friends suck."

"killua!"

even killua doesn't really hug gon or touch him alot, he's not used to it. Gon will sometimes hug him but he knows not to overdo it.

he's pretty new to relationships so like give him some time to adjust, maybe tell your friend(s) to be a little more appropriate when it comes to touching

[brandwhorestarscream]

Starting episode 1

Immediately: THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT

Oh this is fucking awful. Wtf is this

Bumblebee's running animation is SO CLUNKY. Why does he look like that? The animation is still not good. It only gets worse and worse. Like, the shot of Bumblebee being bitten by Skullcruncher is so bad.

Why is Terratronus just frozen like that? They just left Starscream in her head? WHY?

"He's my best friend" oh REALLY?? You sure haven't treated him like it. Like, at all. Fuck off.

The motivation for this starting episode is garbage. Theyre risking their lives for a fucking COMIC BOOK? In 2024? That bitch has been scanned and uploaded to 10+ high seas sights within 24 hours. Come ON

Breakdown calling the decepticons his family was so nice. Thats how it SHOULD BE.

"Chaos county" fucking KILL ME

Why is this race SO SLOW theyre going like 40 mph

And why is Bumblebee suddenly acting like Cybertron might need their help? Cybertron is dead because of the autobots. Fuck off

There is no fucking way they're going 186 mph. This is some bs

Overall, yeah. Episode 1 fucking sucked. As expected. Why is Shockwave suddenly in control? Why is it not the TIC? Soundwave is RIGHT THERE. Why did the decepticons not charge the exit? Its RIGHT THERE?? They could've made it out.

Kill me. Kill mw right koe. I do not wanna sit through another 6 episodes of this shit

[wystericwoes]

Sukuna x reader Drabble

implied smut/fifthly language

A Drabble I just thought of where sukuna spews pure gutter filth into yuujis ears about all his sexual fantasies. Since sukuna can’t actually do anything about it, he’s gonna make it everyone’s problem as well.

GN reader, cursing, vulgar language and partial smut/dirty talk but nothing physically happens

Something about you particularly had him riled up though…

You had just transferred as a new teacher and you were just so cute.

“Go on, keep looking at that sweet ass. It’s nice isn’t it?”

Yuuji suddenly drops his pencil during lecture and you turn around just for him to get so flustered he can’t look you in the eyes as you so sweetly ask what’s wrong.

“Ha. Perv.”

Sometimes you would hear Yuuji muttering to himself, he was an odd but good kid so you gave him the benefit of the doubt, plus he had gone through so much..

Little did you know if not for yuuji a demented beast would have taken you by now.

Anytime you walked by him in the halls, you were so blissfully unaware- and sukuna found that absolutely fucking delicious.

“Did you see the way their nipples were poking through that shirt?Just imagine biting down on them, I want to suck on them until their crying from the sensation. Until theyre battered and bruised.”

One day you were in training gear, tight shorts and a tank top sparring with the other teachers as demonstration to the students

Poor yuuji had to sit there helplessly as Sukuna forced his eyes into your legs. The sweat dripping down your legs leaving them glistening like stars in the sun, heaving breaths and flushed face.

“That’s gonna be how they look when they’re fucked out., drunk on my cock.”

Yuuji had to look away and shut his eyes. He respected you, and he didn’t appreciate the devil in his ear speaking profanities about his superior, someone he admired and looked up to.

One particular move you did left your legs spread and little to the imagination. He could see the shape of you perfectly, the curvature of your ass into the place between your legs, the way your body was so hot your clothes were stuck to it like magnets.

“I’d have to tear those off. When you get that worked up and sweaty clothes are a bitch to remove.”

Sukuna manifested a physical mouth onto yuujis face, and as quickly as it happened yuuji slapped his hand on it which created such a loud SMACK sound that everyone turned over to him

“aH! Sorry! Mosquitos..!”

He tried laughing it off as his peers looked at him strangely.

Everyone had seen a change in his behavior.

But specifically you, had noticed the most- considering he was totally and completely avoiding you. Had you done something wrong?

Yuujis walking to the dorms when he’s intercepted by the last person he needs to be alone with.

You’re all flushed because you had just gotten back from a mission. The sun was setting and it perfectly made you skin glow.

“Hey Yuuji, I was hoping I’d run into you I wanted to talk with you. Do you have a minute?”

He visibly gulped as sukuna began to whisper profanities into yuujis head

“Maybe that teacher x student fantasy porn you watched might come true!” He said mockingly

Everything you said flew over his head as he awkwardly smiled

“And I guess what I’m saying is you can always talk to me. These years in your life are important and I care about you, yeah? You’ve already gone through more than anyone else should especially at your age-“

“Give me 10 minutes and I’ll have them creaming all over my cock. I might even let you watch since you’re such a disgusting desperate pervert.”

Then all his thoughts were silent when you placed a hand on his shoulder

“Yuuji?”

He had been spaced out and was just staring intently at your face

“Huh? O-oh… yeah sure thing!”

He tried to turn around and leave

“Wait!”

He cowered and awkwardly turned his head around to you.

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Sorry… guess I didn’t catch it… haha…….”

“I said, are you ready for our mission tomorrow?”

You said with such a cute smile and a chuckle

Fuuuccckkkkkkk

All night he spent tossing and turning trying to get any semblance of sleep as sukuna tormented his poor mind.

“Did you see the way that shirt squeezed everything? I bet they know what they’re doing. How long do you think it’s been since they’ve had a good dicking do you think?”

Yuuji held a pillow over his face and audibly groaned into it

“Shut up pleaseee! I’ll do anything at this point.”

He shouldn’t have said that.

“Except let you take over!”

Sukuna scoffed.

The next day sukuna was saying words yuuji didn’t even know. (Or WANT to find out.)

What the hell was “reverse cowgirl” or a “facial” …?

You two were sent on a mission to fight a high grade curse, this mission was really to see what Yuuji was capable of, and to have someone strong like you to stay with him in case things went wrong. You volunteered, hoping to get to know yuuji better and maybe fix this weird tension between you two. You hoped he didn’t secretly hate you, he was clearly avoiding you

You two walked through the remains of a building, it was dark with the exception of streaks of light poking through holes in the ceiling and walls.

The fight was harder than you thought. The curse ended up being special grade. That’s what you get for letting gojo brief you on a mission-

Yuuji was struggling to keep up, and several times you had to get in the way of him taking a blow while also guiding him on what to do.

This was supposed to be an in an out thing to help yuuji use his cursed energy, you were supposed to be there just to keep watch.

No one was coming, you were weakened, and yuujis head wasn’t on right.

“Yuuji! Focus!!” You put your forearms up to eat another blow from the curse

He was spacing in and out… one second he would be responsive and the next he would be totally out of it.

Was he high? No way. He’s a good kid, right?

You had whipped your head around to grab yuujis attention again but in that split second, your instincts were dull as you grew tired and the curse landed a heavy blow right into your ribs.

You were knocked onto the ground as all the air left your lungs and you tasted a metallic sting in your mouth.

Shit.

Note to self- when gojo says “a light and easy mission, basically a baby could do it.” He’s referring to how it feels to him, and not the average sorcerer.

You were left on your knees, one arm desperately clinging to your injured side as you tried shakily to get up

You knew that was the end of it for you until you could get to some place safe to heal yourself. You didn’t have much time to react before the curse tried to land another blow on you, luckily yuuji blocked it.

“Yuuji… we need sukuna.”

That sure as hell woke him up from whatever daze he was stunned in

“What?!” He shouted at you and whipped his head around

“I can’t help you right now and you can’t help me! I’m making an executive decision here!”

“What about what goj-“

“Fuck Gojo!”

He was taken aback by your sudden bluntness.

“I know! I know what he said. That arrogant asshole doesn’t think enough! I’ll take the blame, just do it!”

You were desperate as blood dribbled from your mouth between desperate breaths.

You tried not to blame yuuji for this but you were at your wits end. Worst case scenario Sukuna hurts you, but you know he would still kill the curse in the end. and you really just wanted the people around you safe. There were civilians outside- and if you and yuuji were immobilized who knew how long it would take for help to come? How long would that curse be free roaming?

Yuuji gave you a fleeting glance and almost an apologetic look as you watched him close his eyes and begin to morph into something else…

His eyes shifted from sweet to sadistic. Black markings appeared all over his body. With a deep breath inward he went into hyper focus and with inhuman speed began to attack the curse

His movements were sharp and wild. Like an animal

You could barely keep up with him watching the way he dodged hits just as quick as he attacked

Your body began to succumb to its injuries as the last of adrenaline from your fight pumped itself out of your system.

You collapsed onto the floor half conscious. The room was spinning

I guess you had taken more blows than you thought.

You watched as two yuujis stood above you.

Your vision was going in and out of focus as you felt strong arms lift you effortlessly

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, y/n.”

He said with a sick grin.

[pumpkinsy0]

HCs for Soda walking in on Pony and Curly making out/being all lovey

god damn these mfs suck at not getting caught dude😭😭

•first off, theyre in ponys room, and i dont mean like, pony AND sodas room, i mean ponys old room, in the book its stated that pony only started to share a room w soda bc of his nightmares so before that pony did have his own room, so thats where pony and curly r, in ponys dusty ass old room

•soda like, NEVER hears sounds from there so he’s like ‘what the fuck is going on’ cause the house isnt thee best built nor the sturdiest, but that CANNOT be just the creaking of the house

•he opens it and unfortunately has to beat witness to these two, may someone help him recover🙏🏽🙏🏽, doesnt scream or nothin, he loudly goes “OH” and looks away immediately, he doesnt even wanna memorize what these two look like rn, he wants to forget this as soon as possible and so therefore tries to not see/hear as many details as possible

•im letting u know rn, curly doesnt rlly gaf, in fact he will b teasing soda about this for a good while and soda will grind his teeth each and every time

•i dont think ponys AS mortified as he would b if it was like darry or somethin, but he sure as hell still is embarrassed and even if soda SOMEHOW doesnt passive aggressively tells curly to leave, pony will tell him he has to go, just to save the both of em some sort of dignity

•sodas more so disappointed than mad tbh, ots like he wants pony to see curly isnt rlly allat good, however pony feels like he’s right here and theres more to curly than what he thinks

•ponys upset that sodas disappointed of course but he cant just abandon curly like how he wants, bc soda just doesnt rlly get it

•like i said w darry, even if it WASNT w curly, i feel like soda’d b a lil upset bc this shows that ponys growing up and its just like “damn😕”

•soda aint no snitch tho, he’s not telling anyone about what he saw, partially bc he is NOT trying to describe what he saw to the gang but also bc thats way too private of a moment w someone he doesnt like to talk about it and this his brothers business

•ill tell u one thing though, woulda been way worse if it was in pony and curlys room, soda would feel so uncomfortable on that bed, violated even

[robotnuts]

heres my bitching post sorry

the main thing i didnt like was how they treated grif's character. he was so angry and i feel like some of his character got leeched out to simmons. for a season that tried to call back so much to the original, that even tried to even out the great destroyer plotline from BGC that didn't make any sense, i wish they handled grif's character with more care. like a red team member manipulating sarge to do what they want is GRIF'S mo, not simmons, and i wish grif had been the one to rally and convince sarge to come help caboose instead of simmons. i feel like the grimmons breakup was the emotional scene that hit the least for me i didnt cry about it i only started crying when the credits rolled, and thats because grif felt pretty ooc for me. which sucks as a grifhead but what can you do

similarly theres kind of a weird abuse apologia thing going on where its like. im fine with how sarge treats grif because it's so clearly like water off a duck's back and grif just manipulates sarge to get his way and rolls his eyes at him and doesnt give a fuck throguhout seasons 1-10, i can take it just as a fictionalized comedy duo that isn't taking itself seriously and grif isn't actually 1:1 like a soldier being abused by his superior irl. and then shisno had the problem of making grif go "actually this really hurts my self esteem and makes me feel bad" and makes you retroactively view their dynamic in a different light. this isnt as bad as shisno, but having sarge say "i was only hard on you because i wanted to push you to be better" made me like :/ because. yknow. if we're taking it seriously, the fact that sarge was "psuhing" grif doesnt make his treatment okay. what makes his treatment okay is that theyre wacky halo man characters and obviosuly there has to be a crazy sargeant character and its not really bothering grif that much. but :/ very minor but i thoguht id mention it

um um um. tex coming back was incredible and made me scream i knew she was gonna come back i was spoiled but i didnt expect how theyd do it. really good. they got me again with the fucking chex at the end of course they did!!!!!!!!

oh right biching. um. what the fuck was going on with wash honestly LMAO like him having his fuckign DID and talkign about his memory issues was completely made for me but his role in this season was so funny and strange WHY DOES HE HAVE A DOC TULPA OH MY GODDDD. like in my ideal world of a final season it absoltuely would have had a more filled out cast and wash and carolina woul dhave been part of the reds and blues the whole time because i want this to be my sitcom where everyone is friends forever but like. I do understand why burnie wanted to take down the cast to sarge/grif/simmons/caboose as the original four founders (rip joel LMAO).

also the stuff with tucker was so scary !!! ahhhHhh why did they send him to time prison for 10 years AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! SCARY!!!!!!!!!!!

idk ill also update this post with stuff that i loved it was really funny and i did like it overall, i need to watch it again i was tipsy/drunk for most of it and also talking about it irl so i missed some bits that my friends went crazy for and i need to watch the commentary. its not all bitching thats just waht sticks in my mind easier. god that campfire scene with the barenaked ladies song i was CRYINGGGG. it obviously felt short/rushed or whatever but like. ugh. its just a potential possible future anyways you guys KNOW in my head all the reds and blues are together on chorus forever and ever always doing their bits. i really am just glad we got more of it to watch together and got to get on burnie's wild ride one last time. thank you

[boydykedevo]

anyway my trans Devo headcanons:

He got a tonewheel for his birthday when he was 16, and that's where he learned what being queer was from Seldom's broadcasts. He identified as a lesbian pretty strongly for a while, but he always kinda knew that wasn't quite it. He was 17ish when he finally admitted to himself he was trans. (and once he started perceiving himself as a man more often, he realized he was bi -- he just hated the idea of being with a guy as a girl)

He's not a binary/monogender trans guy. BUT he is in heavy denial about it. He'll get there eventually...

Seldom gave him guy's clothes when he came to his school, but they're all very basic and colorless and boring. He was never a big fan of them. He didn't really come into his own with masculine presentation until Nermal's Pile; she lets him try out whatever he wants. He's still kinda feeling things out, but he's way happier and has a lot more fun with it now.

Hair length isn't strongly gendered in Founders' Wake, it’s more tied to practicality. Guidance always kept his at shoulder-length and never let him change it at all. He was growing it out after leaving, but after confronting Orlean in the infinite clam he had a breakdown and chopped it all off. Amber helped him tidy it up and he's kept it short ever since.

There's some sort of magic HRT in Founders Wake, but since magic is rationed he hasn't gotten on it yet. Seldom was helping him with it; he's on a waiting list.

His chest dysphoria used to be a lot worse, he did a lot of unsafe homemade binding back at the parish, which gave him chronic back pain. Seldom convinced him to stop and got him a proper binder. Even that he can't wear too often cuz of his pain. It sucked a lot at first, but he's started to make peace with his chest and his dysphoria isn't quite as bad. He still binds more than he probably should though.

He has a decent amount of bottom dysphoria, he packs pretty much constantly.

The name Damian is the one he first picked out when he was accepting himself, as a replacement for his birth name (not Devotion, the Cern one). But he started to really hate being called Devotion, and Devo was something he could spin as a nickname without raising suspicion. Guidance hated it and told people not to use it, but at least a few people did, so when it came time to pick a new name, he was attached enough to it he went with that instead of Damian Cern (also cuz his relationship with the Cerns is. complicated.)

(The Cerns do call him Damian, but Tolliver had no idea, he isn't exactly a part of family dinner. Last he heard he had some little sister who he’d never met. So when Devo was like "my real name is... Damian Cern" Tolliver's response was a cover for him internally going "what the fuck what the fuck since when do i have a relative named Damian hold on????? did i forget a cousin or something????????? oh my god this is humiliating" Devo does not clarify and Tolliver is too proud to admit to not knowing so it's a good couple weeks after that when he finally learns how exactly theyre related)