#bathtub blogging again girls

[sleepyprincessproblems]

Coming at you live from the most sparkly bath I've ever seen! We've got a bottle of sangria! We've got a bunch of joints! We've got the entire album "Everything in Transit" by Jack's Mannequin!!! Might stay here forever btw??

[askbensolo]

Happy Halloween, my dudes!

Meet Paige and Rose, my mom's usual go-to sitters for Rey.

"'Sitters?'" I laughed. "What are you—a loth-cat?"

"Well, they can't be my babysitters, because I'm not a baby!" Rey huffed.

...Anyway. Paige is my age. Rose is eighteen...and also? Weirdly obsessed with me.

"You're Ben Solo!" Rose said when she first laid eyes on me. "The Ben Solo!"

I get that often enough that I kinda like to milk it, just a little bit. I struck a cocky stance. "Yeah, that's me—son of Alderaan's last princess, nephew of the Jedi Knight Luke Skywalker—"

"—and author of Ask Ben Solo. I've read your entire blog. Four times."

Ooh. Oooooh.

Cringe.

Rose spent the entire night glued to my side, asking me questions about things that had happened in my teenage years that even I don't remember—but, hey! I finally found someone who wanted to listen to all 15,000 words of my KOR OC's tragic backstory!

Also—hi, Rose. Since I know now that you're probably reading this.

"Drop the lost Ask Ben Solo files, Ben! Please!"

"The—the what?"

"Your college memoirs! Your fans deserve to know everything that happened in those mysterious five years of silence!" Rose lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Me. I'm 'your fans.'"

"Uhh...I'll consider it," I chuckled.

...I wonder how many of my anons were literally just Rose Tico.

Paige is much less social than her sister. I tried talking to her a couple of times, and it didn't really go anywhere—you ask Paige something, and she'll answer you with like five words and go silent again. She kinda has the quietness of someone who's been through hell...and, maybe, hasn't quite made it out yet.

Seems nice, though. And like a good big sister. She kept Rey (and Rose) (okay, fine, AND me) from running into traffic like, ten times.

Paige didn't wear a costume. Rose dressed up as Senator Jar-Jar Binks (and now that I'm a Nabooian citizen, I found that sort of...distasteful, but I chose not to comment on it).

I dressed up as my KOR character, Kylo Ren. He has a super-cool scar on his face that is totally not the result of a slippery-bathtub-shaving-accident. Also—he? And the Dark Lady Revan? Are so totally married and in love or whatever.

Not because I’m into that sap, of course. Just because I want Revan and Kylo to have insanely-overpowered evil Sith babies together. (REVLO FOREVER, I will not tolerate anti-Revlo hate on this blog, BYE.)

Rey, as promised, dressed up as Emperor Palpatine, and had a Force-lightning prop she had made out of cellu-board. "Goooood, gooooooood!" she cackled whenever someone filled her bucket with candy. Despite being a wiry little thirteen-year-old girl, the Palpatine character seemed to come really...naturally to her. Weird.

Well, Happy Halloween!! Rey and I are about to have a candy-eating contest—and I have to prove to her that I ain't boring now just because I got old.

[redxixi]

could u do an aizawa fic please ❤️

A/N: QJSJSJDJ i got a thing for old men so thank you anon for askinggg. There weren't much details as what to write so i just used my brain.

:Parings: aizawa x housewife!reader

`:warnings: cum buldge, dirty talk, nicknames, uhhhh this is not proofread, its basically porn, dumbfication, full nelson typa shi

summary: being the good housewife you are your husband, aizawa decides to fuck the shit outta you

Aizawa was a very traditional man, and a very good teacher. But somedays would just be straight bad. Izuku kept hurting himself during training, katsuki wouldn't stop cussing the other class out, denki kept short circuiting, mineta wouldn't stop bothering the girl and there was news that shigaraki would soon make an attack. So yes today was hectic.

Aizawa was a busy man, often too busy. You 2 have been married for some time now. You were a stay at home wife that loved cooking and you even had a blog. After your marriage aizawa insisted you stay home, he loved coming home to you, he loved that when he came home you would greet him wearing nothing but his shirt. He loved that you would cook him breakfast everyday and dote on him, he loved when you suprised him with new sets of lingerie. He loved when you got all traditional wearing your kimono and act like his wife. Something about that made him want to fuck you dumb for being so good to him. And he would.

Lately it has been a bit hard. He often comes home super late or just plain tired, you 2 didn't have the chance Lately to go out or even fuck like rabbits. But you didn't mind. All that matters is that he came home to you everynight. And tonight he came home again.

It was aroung 10:30 ish when he came home, tired, in pain.

"Welcome home darling"

You greeted him taking his coat and combat scarf. He looked drained today.

"Today was bad huh"

He walked behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"Want me to wash your hair today hmm? I made your favorite today too"

He hummed in response and let go of me heading to the bathroom. It was af if he was a zombie. Poor baby. After 5 minutes when you entered the bathroom he sat in the bathtub with his head hanging on the end, his eyes closed. You headed over to him sat behind the tub where his head was located, took some shampoo in your hand and started messaging his scalp. It was peacefull, nice and relaxing.

"I love you"

You heard him say.

"I love you too darling"

After your bath you sat on his lap and fed him the food. Afterwards you started doing the dishes, then you felt a pair of hands holding you by the waist.

"Darling? Need anything?"

You stopped and turned around to look at your husbands. His eyes had darkened, his breath was heavy, and his eyes filled with lust. You look down and notice the bulge on his pants. It has been a while since we have done something. He put his hands behind your head and pulled you in for a kiss talking in between them.

"Your so so good for me" kiss "such a good kitten" kiss "god i missed you" kiss "gonna pound you dumb hmm you want that don't you"

Aizawa is a very calm, respectful and amazing man, but when it came to you he threw all that out the window. He made you cum more times than you could count. You were on your stomach with your ass up feeling every vein and thrust. His hands were on your lower back, your eyes rolled back from how hard he was fucking you. He leaned down right next to your ear, put his hands on your lower stomach, he could feel the imprint of his cock entering.

"Such a good little slutty houswife for me. This is what you wanted right dont worry master is here for you. Soon you will be filled with my cum to the brim then your little cunny will be full hmm. Aww is my baby too dumb to awnser me its okay"

Suddenly you were flipped. You sat in his lap, his back again your chest. He took both of your legs and put you in a full nelson position. He plunged his cock in you again and hard. You swear at that moment you saw stars. He fucked you even deeper and harder making you unable to think, you were babbling his name over and over again moaning like a bitch in heat.

"Yes yes yes oh YESSSSS im soooo closeree pleaseeee"

He kept fucking you hard. He could also feel his high approaching.

"Its okay kitten cum for me"

And you did cum hard, screaming, eyes rolled back. You could feel his seed filling you up for the 4th time tonight. You looked down and saw that you had a prominent bulge from all his cum. It was heaven.

"Cant wait to see you pregnant"

A/N: my asks are open for question and requestss. also thank you guys so much for all the support on my last fic.

[mrsjavierp]

Where you belong?

Chapter 9 - I'll be your Dirty Little Secret

Javier Peña x latin!f!reader

Summary: Running away from life as you always knew to start a new position as Head Chief on a DEA Office, far away, on Colombia. There, you'll face violence, as you never thought you could. There, you'll meet Javier Peña, your stubborn agent...

Warnings (to the whole fic): +18!, angst, smut, cheating, last relationships, drug dealing - Narcos Universe (not so accurate), bad spanish, english is my second language, use of Y/N and Y/LN. No physical description of the reader, only your clothes (sometimes). The POVs are shifting between reader (first person and Narrator - 3rd person)

(If I forgot anything, tell me, pls!)

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: Thanks for your feedback, hope you enjoy this chapter! Hope to hear from you all soon! I gotta say I'm really fucking horny for Javi lol

Tag: @creedslove | @pedrostories | @mjoee13 | @immyowndefender | @iamsherlocked-1998 | @pedroswife69 | @szde8-blog ***

Narrator's POV:

“Oh, cariño, you're never off the hook, not with me.” - he responded to you, joining you in the bathtub. - “Fuck, cariño, are you trying to cook us? This water is insanely hot!”

You laughed, still feeling fuzzy.

“I like it, Javi…” - you coo.

Your bodies glue as if they were magnets. Your skin, even with hot water, crawls. He sat behind you, covering you, feeling you, getting drunk on you again.

“God, I could stay like this forever, cariño…” - he kisses the back of your neck, softly.

“Me too, Javi… Me too.” - your words come out slowly.

He notices how you melt on top of him. He is relieved that you don't seem desperate to leave him again. 

His hands start to touch your waist lightly, with the tip of his fingers. 

You groan, Javier smirks. 

“Cariño?” - he whispers in your ear.

“Yeah?”

“You know you didn't follow my rules, do you?”

“What do you mean by that, Javi?” - you answer, clueless. You didn't recall that had just happened, your mind was still kinda foggy from all those orgasms.

His smirk grows.

“You came without my permission, cariño. I didn't forget that.”

“And what are you gonna do about it?” - you tease.

His hands started going down your body. You shiver.

“Javi…” - you try to form a sentence and fail.

“Cariño, don't make me be meaner that I intend to… Is how they say: don't do the crime if you can't do the time.” - his hands are on your thighs, avoiding where you need them the most.

“Oh, fuck… But Ja-javi, I-I-I warned you…” - you try to argue, your voice barely came out.

He laughed. 

“It wasn't yours yet to take, cariño…” - One of his fingers got inside of you, without any warning. - “You're mine now, cariño.” - A second finger enters. 

You bite a moan.

“I wanna hear you, cariño. No more denying what's mine from me, I already told you that. I hate repeating myself.” - his tone was serious and he put in a third finger. 

“Holy shit, Javier!” - you exclamate. He barely let you get used to his fingers before he put them inside of you one by one.

His smile is growing by the second.

“That's what I wanted to hear…” - his other hand went to your throbbing clitoris, circling on. - “I know you can be a good girl, cariño. You just needed me to help you get there…”

“Javi, please, I'm still sensitive from all of it, I w-won’t be able to ho-hold…” - you didn't want him to stop, but let you come without any permission. Your legs closed, trying to figure out how to obey him.

“Cariño, I know, that's why it's a punishment.” - his tone was so… Arrogant. The hand on your clitoris circled a little faster. - “If you start to get closer, tell me, okay?”

“Javier, for God's sake!” - you yell again.

“Your pussy is hugging my fingers so tight, I already miss you on my dick, cariño.”

Your mind is still foggy. Javier seemed delighted to see you so… So his. His cariño, his baby girl.

A couple minutes later, you held on the bathtub’s rim and yelled, mixing English and Spanish, to Javier have mercy on you.

He smiled widely and responded:

“Promise me that you're not leaving me again, that you're mine…” - his circular motions on your clitoris got even harder and faster. - “Promise me!”

“I promise, Javi!” - you yell. 

“Oh, do you? Are you sure, cariño?” - Javier mocked you.

“Yes, Javier, I do! Please, please let me!”

“Let you what, cariño? Use your words.” - he continued in a ruthless rhythm.

“Javier, for crying out loud, let me come!” - you yell so loud you're sure someone heard you. 

Not that any of you cared per say. You can't remember the last man who made you shake like that.

You can feel Javier's smirk behind you.

“I don't know if I believe you, cariño…”

“Javier, I swear to God…” - you manage to respond.

“You can come, cariño.” - he whispered, like music to your ears.

You come hard, squirting in the bathtub, still holding the rim.

You come screaming Javier's name.

And Javier, at that moment, could die a happy man.

You both took an actual bath, after. And one that cleans you. 

After a few minutes, you both get out, get dry and go to bed.

As you both walk naked back to your room, Javier asked:

“Do you mind if I sleep here, cariño?”

“Peña, for the fucking love of God, you just fucked my throat and pussy and you're asking if we can sleep together?”

“Of course I am!” - he said, as he joined you in the bed. - “It's your bed, your room, your apartment…” - he leaned towards you and his mouth right next to your ear. One arm held you close to him and the other held your pussy, cupping her. - “But you belong to me, cariño. And this pussy is mine. I'm not letting you run away again.”

You tremble under his hands.

“Javi…”

He had a smile on his voice, you could feel it.

“I love when you call me, you know?

“Oh, yeah?” - you moan. 

“Yes, cariño. When you do it, it confirms where you belong.” - he whispered, in a way that made you shake under him. - “Yes, cariño." - he repeated. - “You belong here. Don't forget about your promise.”

“Javi, I won't…” - you managed to respond.

“Good to know, cariño. Buenas noches, Hermosa.”(Good night, beautiful.)

“Good night, Javi.” - you respond.

He kisses you lightly and you both pass out.

***

You wake up alone in your bed.

Fuck, it was payback for leaving him… God, I'm so stupid... - you thought 

But then, you smell coffee from your kitchen.

You get up naked, without realizing it and walk towards the smell.

Javier was wearing only his boxers, preparing coffee on your machine. 

He turns to you, with a wide smile and a lustful look in his eyes.

“Good morning, cariño.”

He hugs you and feels you against skin. You're so soft.

“Good morning, Javi… I thought you left without saying goodbye.” 

“I couldn't do that to you… Not before coffee.” - he jokes. - “Let's have it… I think it's ready.”

He served you and poured himself some in your white mugs. You both drink it, sharing an intimate glance.

“God, that was good, Javi. Future coffee duties are your responsibility in my apartment.” - you smile at him.

He seems genuinely happy to share that moment. His free hand went to your cheek and fondled you.

“Cariño, it's still early… Do you mind serving me breakfast?” 

“Sorry, I didn't get it, Javi… You want to eat something?” 

“Yes, cariño. Sit on the table and open your legs, please. I'd like to have your pussy as my first meal.”

You look at him, in disbelief. 

“We don't have all day, cariño. Go ahead.” - he sat down, waiting.

With your still very much naked body, you sat down in front of him, just like he said.

Javier devoured your cunt as a starved man.

Again.

***

Walking back into his office with a huff, carrying a file with some information on one of Pablo’s Sicarios, he hands it to Steve, who sits at the desk in front of his. 

“Got this from the FBI’s archive.” - and hands it to Steve. - “Seems that our boy Luiz is more than just a sicario, look.” 

Steve passes through the file, interested. 

“God, I need coffee.” - he complains. - “You and your lady friend didn’t let anyone sleep in the fucking building…” - he mocked.

Javier looked at Steve, with his eyes widened. 

“What the fuck, Murphy?”

He laughed.

“Dude… You should really keep it down. Seriously. Our boss is our neighbor, if Connie was here, she’d kick my and your ass. Stop this kind of shit.”

Javier stared at him, without saying any words. You both were actually really fucking loud. Seconds later, the phone on his desk starts to ring.

“Agente Peña.” - he picked up.

“Hello, you…” - you say to him, in a sexy tone. 

You’re looking through your office window, as Javier’s posture flinches. He’s not expecting you to be this bold at work. He knows you’re really uptight about these things.

Javier clears his throat and tries to put on his usual stoic act.

“What do you want?”

“Not saying my name, pretending to be annoyed so as not to alarm Steve… You’re better at sneaking around than I thought, Javi.”

“You know me so well… What do you need this time?” - Javier responded, ironically. 

Steve looked at him, confused.

“You, Javi. I need you. This morning wasn’t enough… Come here to my office.”

He looked at your window, observing your sly smile. 

“Well, that certainly gets my attention. I’ll be there in a bit… You should know I’m in a terrible mood, I did not get much sleep last night” - he teases you in the same annoyed tone.

Steve looked at him, shocked.

“And that’s your fault… You barged into my place, did you forget about it?”

“I didn’t forget. I’ve been remembering every minute of it.”

“Oh, you've been remembering?” - you're a little surprised.

“I certainly have…” - Javier tries to hold back a smirk.

“Control your face, Javi. No one can know about us… Not even Steve.” - you recall him.

“I may not be able to do it if you keep talking to me like that.” - his tone is serious, but you know what he actually meant.

“Stop it…” - you laugh.

“You’re the one who called, you stop it!” - his tone sounded harsh, but his eyes on you were full of lust.

You’re both having so much fun with all that teasing.

“That’s true, I did… So stop fooling with me and come to my office, Javi.” - you whisper.

Javier holds back a smile and respond:

“I’m on my way.” - he hangs up.

He gathers some random files, to help him disguise his visit to your office. As he does it, Steve asks:

“Hey, where you going?”

“Y/LN’s office.”

“Good luck and I hope she doesn't kill you...” - Steve snorted.

Javier rolled his eyes and knocked on your door.

“Come in.” - you tell him, in your normal voice.

Peña stepped in, closing the door behind him.

Without looking at him, reading a file in front of you, you demand:

“Lock the door and close the blinds, Peña…” - the same cold tone that hid all your arousal.

His face holds a smug grin, anxious. 

You get up, look at him, sit on your desk, as he is across the small office, after he closed the blinds.

He stared at you, you can tell he's holding back his urge to pull you into his embrace. 

“Did you miss me?” - you teased Javi.

He gives up on the little self control he's got and comes closer to where you're sitting on the desk. His fingers softly moves along your legs and then your back, as he leaned down your ear and whisper:

“I did, cariño…”

“I missed you too.” - you coo. - “I know it’s not like me to act like this while we’re at work, but… I can’t think about anything else besides how you ate me up on my kitchen table…”

Javi smiled like a kid on Christmas morning. He pulled you closer, kissing your neck before leaning his head back, breathing in your scent. 

“I don’t see how that could possibly be a bad thing… I was looking forward to doing a replay of that for the entire day, I couldn’t think of anything else… Oh fuck, you smell so good… Please don’t tell me it’s the same fucking perfume you used in the first night we’ve got together…”

“Okay, I won’t tell you…” - you respond, with a sly smile.

“Fuck, you’re gonna kill me, cariño…” - he whispers and kisses you passionately.

The way he touches you is so addictive.

“Oh damn, you’re wearing that shirt that smells like me… The one from the first night…” - you observed.

Javier chuckled.

“I thought it’d be perfect for today… It smells like you and you’re all I can think about.”

“No one noticed, right?” - you question him, kinda afraid. - “Not even Steve? You know we have to be careful…”

“Calm down, Agente Y/LN.” - he said. - “Steve didn’t notice, I’m sure he thinks we’re arguing. Changing the subject a little, to help you relax, I was thinking…” - Javier starts, as his hands move to the flounce of your dress and slowly lifts it. - “We could go on a date tonight, would you like it?” - His hands go to your pussy, to find out that you’re not wearing panties. - “What a dirty girl, cariño… You forgot about wearing panties, when you picked this dress today?”

“I’m not Agente Y/LN for you and I’m not providing evidence against myself to you, Agente Peña…” - you mumble, as he felt how slippery your pussy was, so wet for him already.

“Oh, you’re not, Agente Y/LN? Interesting…” - he coats your folds, moving his fingers as you slightly open your legs and and looks at him.

“Oh, fuck…” - you moan almost inaudibly. - “It’s no-not ‘Agente Y/LN’ for you, Peña… It’s Jefe Y/LN.” - you answer.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” - he pretends to be remorseful, as his index finger teased your hole. You know he’s not sorry. - “Jefe Y/LN, tell me…”

“Ye-yeah, Peña?”

“Did you or did you not forget your panties on purpose this morning, so you could mess around with me?”

You moan, looking at Peña’s smirk. Sometimes, you wish to punch and kiss his face at the same time. 

He inserts his index finger on you, slowly, torturing you.

“Yes, I did.” - you confess, between moans.

Javier’s smile grows and he puts his middle finger. 

“That’s it, cariño… I just wanted the truth.” - he responded to your confession. His fingers continued to work and you could feel your orgasm building on your gut. Javier seemed to know your body better than any man who ever touched you.

“Oh, Javi!” - you moan softly. - “That’s so good, keep going.” - you demand.

“Do you think you can demand anything in your position, cariño?” - He asked. His voice was arrogant as usual. - “No, cariño, I’m done with you calling the shots for the past few weeks. It’s my turn now.” - he toys with your pussy for a bit more and takes off his fingers.

“You’re mean, Peña.” - you groan, missing his touch. 

He smirks, looking deep in your eyes. Without saying a word whatsoever, he pulls you off the table and spins you, so you turn your back on him. He lifts the remaining fabric covering your ass and slaps you.

“Fuck!” - you hiss. - “What are you doing, Peña?”

You hear his belt opening and zipper going down.

“Giving you what you asked for, but in my way.” - answer. - “Hold on the desk, cariño.” 

You obey, as he slides into you, with his big fat dick.

Javier’s hands traveled, one tapping your mouth and the other on your throbbing clitoris, circling it fast.

He bit your flash, to shut him up and not alarm what was going on behind your office’s doors.

Both of you came just a few minutes later, holding back all your noises.

Gasping for air and tucking himself into his pants, Javier asks:

“So, I pick you up at 8?”

“Yeah, knock on my door at 8h… But where are we going, Javi?” “Será una sorpresa, cariño.” (It’ll be a surprise) - he said.

*

At 8 PM sharp, Javier knocks on your door, wearing that black leather jacket that fits his broad shoulders, black pants, boots and button shirt. He was sweating, but had nothing to do with the weather: that night was, surprisingly, a bit chilly.

You opened the door, with a big smile on your face. His eyes widened when he noticed your pretty dress: a bit different from your work clothes, your dress was short, loose and white, hugging your waist and loose in your hips. 

You two, as a couple, were almost a Yin and Yang picture. 

“You’re gorgeous, cariño.” - Javier recognized.

“Thanks, Javi… You’re not so bad on the eyes yourself.” - you respond. - “Wanna come in for a drink?”

“As much as I’d love to, I’d rather just go… I’ve got no self control, cariño.”

“Okay, lead the way, Javi. I’m quite curious.”

* Javier takes you to a bar downtown, however, he didn’t know that was a reggaeton dancing night. You insisted on staying, as you were eager to see him dancing. 

A few drinks later, you begun your plan:

“Come on, Javier! You’re Tex-Mex… You’re telling me you can’t dance?” - you tease him.

“It isn’t a can’t, it’s a won’t dance.” - he rolled his eyes.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see.” - And you simply get up and start dancing by yourself, luring looks.

Javier was astonished at how bold you were… Your body moved sensually and naturally as the music played.

A random guy tried to approach you, inviting you dancing, and the fire from Javier’s desire turned into a sea of jealousy flames.

As you’re about to turn the guy down gently, Javier finished his drink in one sip and he scared the guy off.

“I thought you weren’t dancing with me, Javi.” - you whisper in his ear, provoking him again.

His hands pulled your hips to touch his, leading you to dance with him. To your surprise, Javier was actually a good dancer. He spins you, making you stay at the same position he fucked you earlier, but with all those clothes dividing you.

“Well, I wasn't, to be honest… But you’re something else, cariño.”

Javier's voice was so full of desire… Since your ex, you couldn’t remember the last time he or any other did that to you. Javier not only expressed you by using words, but by showing you, touching you. 

“Oh my God, Javi… You’re making it so hard…”

“Hard?” - he asked.

“Hard for me to resist you.”

He spinned you, so you could look at him. His eyes were warm, burning for you. At that moment, it felt like only the two of you were there, at the bar, with those sexy reggaeton songs playing.

“Why are you still holding back, cariño?” - he asked, in a tone that made you feel something else in your chest. He wasn't demanding, he wasn't angry. He wanted to understand you, make you feel comfortable with him. One hand was on your waist, holding you against him and the other fondled your face, not letting you look away. You could feel his big body embracing you, holding you firmly, not in a way as if you were fragile, but as if you were precious.

“Javi…” - your voice was nothing more than a whisper. - “How about we continue this somewhere more private? We can go back home… My place or yours?”

“Yours, cariño… Let's go.”

***

Arriving at your place, you both are a bit nervous, not knowing exactly what to say or how to begin an awkward conversation.

“Care for a drink, Javi?” - you ask him, while serving you one more shot of whiskey,

“Sure. Neat, please.” 

“My kind of man…” - you joke, smiling and handing him the drink.

You toast, in silence.

“So…” - you start. - “Are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room or not?”

“Well… We can do it, of course. But if you don't wanna do it right now, it’s okay…”

“We kinda have two options: we could actually talk about it or we could do something more… Interesting, per say…”

“I’m listening, cariño…” - Javier lifted his chin and eyebrows, his eyes full of lust, his mind going through possibilities on what you both could do.

You just look at him with a mischievous smile, not responding to him verbally, also fantasizing all the things you’d wanted to do, without knowing how to begin.

Next

[pseudowho]

okay, madam. first things first:

you mentioning me in the comments had NO business making me squeal like a young teenage girl who got a text message from her crush- 😭 i feel like a little baby who just got handed her favourite candy.

Secondly: calamus et gladius?? oh. my. GOD???

I HAVE MADE UP MY MIND. this has to be one of the top fics i've read on here, i don't make the rules. the angst, the slow-building of emotions, the language barrier, the smut?? oh, i just fell in love with hiromi all over again 😭🩷

the moment reader called him 'Nose', i melted with absolute adoration. that was SO cute 🥺 his laugh? i was nearly a puddle on the floor.

the bathtub scene? the mini dictionaries to communicate, hiromi's little enthusiastic wave, his exclaimation of 'Good Idea!' in that thick japanese accent DID THINGS TO ME I SWEARRR.

oh, oh! and the way they both always found their way back together had me in shambles... i did not miss the small detail amongst the last few lines of the dog-eared page. hiromi must've folded it in order to remember where it was so he could use it the moment he found his beloved English... 🥺🥺

oh mrs haitch, you have outdone yourself once again. i don't regret waiting for a day to be completely free to read such a masterpiece. no words can describe how talented and brilliant you are. brilliant, brilliant, BRILLIANT-UH. just wait till i get enough time again to write a full review of my thoughts on my reblog blog. my praise is not done yet!

much, much love. mwah! - bon🩷

I'm sorry, you just deserved an honourable mention for reading so much of my shit!

This is honestly better than a full reblog review. This is amazing. I feel like someone whose movie has just been released, waking up the next day to find the newspapers raving about it, with five stars all round.

This is like if Roger Ebert called my work 4/4. I want to get this review turned into a fridge magnet for my down days. So thank you. I'm glad you love English and Nose as much as I do.

If you'd like to read the fic that Bon is raving about, check out Calamus et Gladius here:

Thank you again. This review actually means more to me than you know, because this fic is my personal favourite.

Mwah MWAH MWAH,

-- Haitch xxx

[dandelionsoda]

hey! sorry if this is invasive but i was just looking for some advice

i’ve recently been getting into pee stuff and idk how to feel about it. it kinda started when I really needed to go but I couldn’t be bothered and I was horny so I touched myself and when I came I peed too. but I wasn’t like ‘ew’ it kinda turned me on more

I like to drink lots of water and hold it

I like to watch girls (I’m also a cis girl) pee themselves

I often find myself wanting to pee myself again but I’m scared to do it, any advice?

thank you!!

Honestly I dont have too much advice specifically for wetting because I've never done it (I'm strictly a dom and all the times I've done omo play irl have been me controlling my partner's bladder, we never go as far as actually wetting because it's not as much of a turn-on for me as desperation + we dont want to have to clean it up). But if you want to do it, can I ask why specifically you are afraid? Do you live in a situation where you feel you couldn't get away with it/dont have enough privacy? Or is it a hang-up about having a "weird" "shameful" kink? Bc if it's the latter, rest assured there are lots of people who are also into it too and you aren't doing anything wrong by pursuing your pleasure as long as you are safe and healthy!

If clean-up is an issue, you could try wetting in the bathtub or the shower where it will be easy to clean. Also I know some people have an issue with being able to mentally let go enough to actually wet themselves even if they're desperate/their bladders are too big so it never gets to that point for them. But it seems like you don't have that issue if you've already wet before.

Aside from that, the general advice I'd give for somebody just getting into pee kink is know your limits. Always make sure not to drink too much if you're holding (water-poisoning is a thing, most people can easily get desperate with only a couple of drinks so theres no need to overdo it). Don't hold multiple days in a row and always stop the hold if you start feeling sick or dizzy.

I hope that pee kink can be more accepted by society soon, because I know a lot of us struggle with shame for what we like. Unfortunately we do not live in a sexually enlightened world. However, I think since previously taboo things like BDSM are becoming more normalized, in a few years hopefully perhaps it will not be so shameful or controversial to say that you like holding your pee, or watching people hold it. Either way, I think we can change things by being confident in ourselves and expressing ourselves and what we like without guilt or apology. If no one is getting hurt and everyone involved is consenting, then nobody has any legitimate reason to object to it. I also think its a kink that a lot of people secretly have but don't realize/admit to, so good for you for finding that out about yourself!

I kind of went on a rant at the end there lol, I hope this was in some way helpful. And dont worry, your message was not invasive at all. This is a blog all about omo topics so anyone feel free to message me about it if they choose <3

[geddy-leesbian]

Mildly high in the bathtub and feeling rambly.. I know from my blog/ao3 it seems like I'm one of the people that's deeply invested in RE men and ignores the girls, but I do love Claire so fucking much, probably not as much as I love Luis but more than I love Leon to be completely honest. It's just that I don't like her in the situations I like to write about. Hurt/comfort, angst with a happy ending, that's been my jam as long as I've been in fandom spaces. And I just don't enjoy the thought of Claire in situations like that. I love inserting Luis into as many fucked up scenarios as possible. I play other RE games he's not in and think "what if Luis was here and got traumatized more haha" but I don't do that in games without Claire because I prefer to think she's fine and thriving and not getting into fucked up scenarios. I play Darkside chronicles and Revelations 2 and love Claire so much but when i get to the end of the game the book closes for me, like "damn poor Claire went through a lot of shit, she deserves a good break" I'm not brainstorming ways to further torment her like I do with Leon and luis, i want her happy. But I also don't like writing happy fluff, again I've been mega into angst as long as I've been writing, and I've never enjoyed domestic fluff really. I only do fluff as the payoff for a bunch of angst. I have vague fluffy thoughts for hwo Claire's nice life could be unfolding, but they aren't thoughts i feel i need to flesh out and write down. And if i tried to write them, I'd be bored to death by the lack of angst and drama

And I know I've written Serrennedy fluff where they're okay and thriving so I should be able to do the same with Claire but it's very specific fluff with those two. It's them being parents because of all my daddy issues and trauma, I don't write fluff of them unless kids are involved. And I also don't see Claire as a parent. Like maybe to Sherry but that's special. (And i mean I usually imagine Leon as the one being Sherry's parent anyway) I've been struggling with the next chapter of wakin' up blind with the house on fire for a very long time and finally realized recently it's because something about it didn't feel quite right, a conversation where Claire tells Leon she's been thinking about having a kid too. Like it's sweet and appeals to my "almost every relative I have is either dead or shitty" trauma because it's claire saying she still sees leon as a brother and their kids will be like cousins, but it just doesnt feel right, I think she's makes more sense as the cool childfree aunt

Idk how to conclude this. Just. I enjoy women escaping traumatizing situations forever and being happy and like to actively put traumatized men through more trauma ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (i focused on claire bc she's my number 1 blorbo but i am fond of most of the other girls too and just don't do things focusing heavily on them for similar reasons. Especially rebecca after umbrella chronicles i was like actually i hope to god she isnt in another mainline game any time soon bc i do not want to see her suffer more girl's been through enoigh 😭 and while claire has also been thru enough and deserves a rest i want to see her in a mainline game again because I think it's really hot when she lifts heavy things and shoves heavy things and beats people up sorry)

[8bitsupervillain]

Higurashi When They Cry Hou Ch. 3 Tatarigoroshi pt. 15

I just noticed my blog has been hit with the "mature content" warning. I wonder if it's because of the Minnesota Fats video. God I hope so.

Keiichi arrives at Satoko's house and gets himself good and psyched up for the task at hand.

What follows is him stomping around Satoko's house being completely unable to find Tenpin Houjou. Eventually he clocks on to a strange sound coming from the bathroom.

He finds Satoko having come to a nice heat-stroke induced boil. Keiichi, in another display of just the sheer raw talent the voice actor can possess howls like a demon, trying again, in vain to find Teppei. Eventually he realizes that hey, maybe he should do something with the girl who is on death's door, wraps Satoko in a bath towel and whisks her away to the nearby clinic. Murder temporarily on hold. One thing I neglected to show is that Keiichi all the while is carrying around a hatchet (I assume a real actual hatchet, and not that saw thing Rena has the game referred to as a hatchet) that has the super transparent disguise of some newspapers on it. Which somehow amidst all the excitement it doesn't lose. Magical, plot convenient newspaper aside, the pair arrives at the clinic, where Keiichi sees it is pretty much cordoned off by the local police. Not wanting to amble up to a group of cops who a short while ago were watching Keiichi go digging for a murdered corpse Keiichi puts Satoko on the ground to try to scope out the situation.

Seems like someone decided to commit suicide at the hospital. Why they decided to do the deed at the hospital is anyone's guess.

Huh, well you're three for three on the people you wished would die, dying Keiichi. Congratulations! The text itself says Ooishi is only missing, but Keiichi and Satoko treat him like he's dead, so it's somewhat reasonable to assume he is. Who knows, maybe he's just out of town playing Mahjong with Satoshi.

I seem to remember reading somewhere at some point there was apparently a "controversy" about Satoko having a towel here. I say that in air quotes because isn't everything a damn controversy these days? I don't remember the specifics, but I seem to remember some people crying censorship over giving Satoko the towel, but really when you think about it, isn't that a really silly thing to get in a tizzy over? If you had found someone in a severely weakened state in a bathtub you'd cover them in a towel as well. You wouldn't just lug em around completely bare.

Regardless Satoko tries reasoning with Keiichi that there's no way that Irie would kill himself just because of (what she thinks) is a minor argument. Also, thrilling though it is to run around in just a towel she would really like some clothes. So the two set off for the Furude shrine, the rationale being since it's now later in the morning there's more people out and about near Satoko's house, plus she has some of her clothes at Rika's place.

Keiichi, master of tact that he is decides now's the time to lay it all out there that all three of the people he wished death upon seem to have died. Satoko, for her part doesn't seem to be too bothered by what Keiichi's saying. I'd say it's in an effort to try to keep the clearly mentally unhinged guy calm, but I think it's probably due to her still coming back from almost dying from heat stroke. So she's not able, or willing, to put much stock in what he's saying.

This pretty much drags her back to grim reality, much as she doesn't want to face it. But Keiichi, being Keiichi decides to just barrel on heedless to what other people want. I can't help but wonder, assuming that the dead body of Teppei Houjou clawed its way out of its gwave because of the entity that's possessing it did its head look like it had been pulped to by a bat for a while? Was Satoko wigged out by the completely mud-drenched beaten monstrosity that dragged itself through the door? Or was it able to use special Oyashiro magic to look completely unscathed? Was whatever the being calling itself Teppei Houjou able to glamor itself and just look like the guy, no muss no fuss?

It's gotta be one of the last ones right? Because in Chapter Two Watanagashi, Ooishi says that Takano, and Mion had been dead for a few days prior to when their bodies were found. So something was clearly puppeteering the bodies around (if we're going with the supernatural curse theory as being true), so it stands to reason the same thing could and probably did do the same for Teppei. I don't think that the vengeful spirit of Teppei was able to pull itself together and claw its way out of the hole. Is Oyashiro just an asshole who brought back Teppei for whatever reason just to torture Satoko for unknown reasons? Based on information we learn later on that is a very interesting notion. But, we'll get there when we get there.

Keiichi. Bro. You really, really need to try to look at things with some empathy. You just told the girl who said multiple times she didn't want to talk about her uncle that you killed him. Not only that, you did so extremely violently and gruesomely, all "for her sake." Is it any wonder she wants to put some space between the two of you? The fact that you're still trying to force her to acknowledge something that to her is just blatantly untrue at all is seriously messed up on your part. The fact that you're now blaming her and being upset at her for not being grateful to you is extremely fucked man. You try to claim that this is all for her sake, when earlier you admitted to yourself that you don't think you did. You're pretty sure you've become a demon, and addicted to the killing. There is no way this ends well for you at all Keiichi.

Oh dear.

This chapter sure is racking up the body count isn't it? It's definitely more than Onikakushi, and I believe it's edging out Watanagashi. Not only is it killing more named characters than the others it's really going full force by having them die on-screen. Well at least, having there bodies shown/mentioned on-screen. This chapter is a lot more vicious than the other two, but then again it is called The Cursed Killing Chapter.

In my efforts to be more economical with my screenshots I may have robbed the reveal of its drama somewhat. I was shocked when they revealed Rika's body. The utter silence, the slow reveal that Keiichi noticed the birds from a distance. It was just, very chef's kiss.

It's moments like this that make me glad I just toughed it out with Onikakushi. There were times I considered dropping the series entirely because of how I was not digging it at all. But since that chapter ended I have just become enraptured by the narrative. Although that's a terrible way to look at things. "If you absolutely are hating a thing, just stick with it, it might get better."

[rumor-weed]

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☽☼Ryan’s VeggieTales Liveblog Starter Sentences Pack☼☾

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✎ Fresh from the crisper, it’s all the best out of context lines from the “Ryan watches VT” tag on my blog, for your ridiculous VeggieTales starter sentences needs! This one goes out to the Vegheads, the only trio who will probably use this.

✎ The context? Well, I gave it to the Peach. Because he's got hair. (Click the peach emoji that looks like this [🍑] to see the original context)

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☼ "EVERYONE SHUT UP IT’S PIZZA ANGEL" [🍑]

☼ "The way he was getting so into the song and was happy and then everything went sour - IT’S ALL GONE SOUR" [🍑]

☼ "Look at the tomato. He’s so sad. Pobre tomato." [🍑]

☼ "i’m sorry VOTER FRAUD?" [🍑]

☼ "Larry is in his villain era." [🍑]

☼ "Whispers linger that it once had sausage gravy…" [🍑]

☼ "Everybody in the car is neurodivergent and keeps derailing the topic" [🍑]

☼ "I want a bathtub in my dressing room!" [🍑]

☼ "I’m as big a star as Archibald is!" [🍑]

☼ "I guess the producers don’t care whether I’m attached to this project or not! Where’s my agent?" [🍑]

☼ "A Message From Archibald Asparagus, a Known Square" [🍑]

☼ "They made a whole sing-along collection around this man having anxiety." [🍑]

☼ "These peas just sang a little ditty about the different types of peas from around the world and now bob is planning murder" [🍑]

☼ "bisexual mom asparagus clone backup singers" [🍑]

☼ "this is without a doubt the most miserable eyes I’ve ever seen on a vegetable" [🍑]

☼ "yes, that’s because SOMEBODY murdered Mom Asparagus. sure she came back, but at what COST" [🍑]

☼ "You have been crushed by an ACME knockoff anvil, “injury” is putting it lightly." [🍑]

☼ "you know, I kinda miss George." [🍑]

☼ "Was it the child labor again?" [🍑]

☼ "Did a lack of EASTER kill Junior?" [🍑]

☼ "Character development update: Archibald is now a furry." [🍑]

☼ "The only reason they opened that orphanage was because they loved Easter so damn much." [🍑]

☼ "And now here he is stealing pencils from orphans for the fun of it." [🍑]

☼ "Well now you've messed things up! I've got two of me!" [🍑]

☼ "We never talk much about Larry’s secret desire to be a chicken" [🍑]

☼ "You’ve heard of bend and snap so now see Squash and Stretch, from Legally Bob: the Musical" [🍑]

☼ "But the corn that made this popcorn had to be like, huge, right? I’m vaguely concerned" [🍑]

☼ "All of us whenever Archibald does anything." [🍑]

☼ "Real fucked up of them to tell Junior he was too little to fight" [🍑]

☼ "Look it up, you’ll find an uncited article about it." [🍑]

☼ "Phil Vischer is author of my immortal confirmed" [🍑]

☼ "So when the overworked nurse who was always covering for the vet’s mistakes asked for a raise and was told ‘no’, the nurse allowed a bear to maul the vet. The nurse was right to do this." [🍑]

☼ "Girl, fix your posture before you break in half." [🍑]

☼ "Hmmm there sure a lot of cucumbers named Larry in this town, completely by coincidence, who all have a single large tooth" [🍑]

☼ "Junior is an actor, a boy band member, a REPORTER, he goes to school!! someone let this kid just take a nap!! get some rest asparagus child, you can’t just keep burning the candles at both ends!!!" [🍑]

☼ "God made him special, but he didn’t love him very much." [🍑]

☼ "They gave my boy limbs so he could do this sick ass dance." [🍑]

☼ "An utter abomination in the eyes of the veggies for being born with limbs…" [🍑]

☼ "This cheap ruse is unforgivable I tell ya! unforgivable!" [🍑]

☼ "You accept your inevitable fate at the hands of the thing you love most" [🍑]

☼ "Breaking up with your boyfriend because you don’t like his cringe fursona." [🍑]

☼ "Is that you???? Oh god, what happened to your lips?? They got stuck in a gate? Your friends just stood there and LAUGHED? A CROWBAR? Lip rehab??? A kid named Oscar? USTA???" [🍑]

☼ "Tell me your skincare routine. but just the part where it gives you that smooth, textureless skin." [🍑]

☼ "That gourd is middle aged." [🍑]

☼ "I forgot about the french peas." [🍑]

☼ "These vegetables sure have a lot of song and dance numbers in the bathroom." [🍑]

☼ "I should send that 6 year old to the front lines of a war." [🍑]

☼ "omg its justin timberlake i'd recognize your ramen hair anywhere i am such a huge fan Mr Lake" [🍑]

☼ "90 years of jailtime for the infamous Gourd Brothers" [🍑]

☼ "Caught committing identity theft" [🍑]

☼ "Bob has facial blindness confirmed." [🍑]

☼ "We all assume this was Lovey, but maybe Archibald was having an affair with a similar-looking Asparagus woman for all we know." [🍑]

☼ "the vegetable daddy himself plotting to steal your man." [🍑]

☼ "you've done pissed Jimmy Gourd off." [🍑]

☼ "junior knows you’re up to some SHIT." [🍑]

☼ "If Song of the Cebu was such a disaster that it led to the cancellation of the show’s segment, why did they allow an official release?" [🍑]

☼ "Asparagus ala DeviantArt." [🍑]

☼ "Jimmy’s the mom friend. Prove me wrong." [🍑]

☼ "Drive fast now, ask questions later" [🍑]

☼ "Dad Asparagus looks like an orphan in a production of Oliver! but damn it he looks good in that hat." [🍑]

☼ "When I get home I just end up laying on the floor face down like 'nobody talk to me I’m figuring some stuff out'." [🍑]

☼ "Also Archibald is a real bitch." [🍑]

☼ "That yellow wallpaper is probably riddled with Arsenic." [🍑]

☼ "Anyway do you need bungee cords in case you decide to jump out of your treehouse?" [🍑]

☼ "Madame Blueberry was never about greed and being ungrateful, Madame Blueberry was about depression and GRIEF and how you have to accept things beyond your change and learn to appreciate the things you have before they’re gone too." [🍑]

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[mitta-likes-moths]

OK I JUST FOUND YOUR BLOG AND

firstly: it’s amazing, you have my sense of humour exactly

secondly: I SEE NOT ONLY ROTTMNT, BUT ALSO GLITTER FORCE IN THE FANDOM LIST

I THOUGHT THE FANDOM WAS DEAD, AND YET HERE YOU ARE. I don’t want to come across as pushy or anything, but,,please talk abt it. Like perhaps drop some headcanons if you have any 👉👈

Okay first things first, I sincerely apologize for not answering your ask for so long 😭 this thing was sent last year

But like YES, glitter force and doki doki were big big parts of my childhood, I memorized the intro and eds, never danced along I don’t think but they fucking went hard man, I’m tellin ya

I grew up with English dubs of everything because I didn’t even know the original dub existed, all I knew was that pretty magical girls are fighting bad vibes and I loved it

I might watch the dubbed and subbed version of both versions at some point again since there’s a chance I didn’t see some stuff cuz of the 4kids treatment, I thought it just got things like SonicX not my magical girls 😔😔

also I kinda really wanna relive that shit, it was amazing and I’m going to use Ira and Rachel’s dynamic from glitter force doki doki as writing inspiration in the future

Ty so much for sending this in, again I apologize for not answering for so long but it you wanna send some more glitter force stuff i don’t mind, I can work with bathtub for writing trust 👉👈

[ennaku-sirri-da]

Hey man Yknow what I’m actually kinda curious about what the basic plot of Roseverse is ngl. I mean from what I’ve seen habit is a big ol Grumpus muppet kinda fellow(BASED AS HELL BTW) soo ermmm, lore. Plz? *Looks at you with big ol eyes*

Okay I was gonna reply to this with a whole comic but it's taking a wHILE and I don't wanna keep you waiting THAT long so. Here's an answer in text for now!!

Roseverse didnt start out as an AU. It was a bunch of loose ideas all the way back in late 2021 for an idea I was struck with like when that Greek dude with the bathtub and the gold cried EUREKA! Except, you know, instead of making a huge scientific discovery I just made a bunch of nerd shit instead. Which is SOOO Haiderrrr /lh /affectionate

The idea was " What if Habit and Kamal were childhood friends"? ( Plaintext: What if Habit and Kamal were childhood friends? ) And so I worked off that basic premise. I took Habits diary pages, analysed them, and drew and thought out what he'd be going through and looked like at the time, with Kamal as well to mutually play off of each other. I did this ALL with my very good friend @prrusten 's help, hell we didn't even mean to make something so big, we were just talking and having fun and hitting it off!

But yeah. Here we are...Almost 3 years later! And now it's become a whole AU called Roseverse, after its Flower Kid sona/insert, Rose T. Flower. But it's not actually about him HwjjskHAKSJSJ--and its branched out beyond just Habismal though TBH Gillis is still the MOST underdeveloped character in the whole thing LOL I'll think of ideas for you one day someday muscleman. It's changed a lot too. There was a phase with Mad Scientist Kamal and everything. I don't think I'll ever post everything aha! But I will surely share content while I can.

Infact one of the changes is Habit's design...! You've seen some ofthe newer refs as opposed to Grumpus looking Habit, he looks more like a marionette. I still dearly love the old design...but messy stuff just happened and I feel immensely wrong using it again for newer art now. So I needed a specific revamp to indicate change for me. I don't really wanna get into every detail but I'll make a appropriate post about it one day or like update my pinned when I'm ready and know.

Here's a little drawing for you in the meantime Sharko! An old one but I think it still carries the spirit of the whole thing:

[ ID: Simple styled and digital colored art of Dr Habit and Kamal Bora from Smile For Me. It is in mostly dulled purple and pink tones. Habits hair gives a burst of rose and pink against the other tones.

He is closing his eyes and has caught Kamal in a hug from behind, leaning into his head. He looks worried. Kamal looks back at him, visibly tired, but there is a spark in his eye. Here his hair is long and falling down.

Whitish-purple text reads ‘’We’re in this together.’’ Then more transparent, ‘’Not Alone’’ and finally in bold clear text, ‘’Dont forget.’’ end ID]

And a song I more newly associate with Roseverse vibes...

[Thumbnail ID: A screencap from the anime Clannad. A man kneels on the ground to tightly clutch a little girl who hugs back. The background is sheer white snow. End ID]

[ VD: The music sounds melancholic, with twinkling noises throughout, and a slowly played track with echoing ambience. End VD ]

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Morning edit: Aw Sharko.. I'm sorry this happened right after I told you about it but I've decided Roseverse will be shutting down and I shall post no further content of it for the time being. I will still continue like, using this blog for S4M stuff and make fanart in the Canon style sometime later but yeah man... :") (teary smile emote)

[adultswim2021]

The Drinky Crow Show #3: “Tunnel Girls” | December 29, 2008 - 12:15AM | S01E06

Not a lot of great screenshots available for this show online. It's almost like I shouldn't lazily rely on google image search and just take my own screenshots? Hmm.

It’s a nutty one from our friends at Ted Turner networks’ Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim. The Drinking Crow tries to commit suicide by laying in the road. Gabby mistakes this as an attempt to meet girls. Drinky doesn’t want any pussy, only death, on account of his love-sickness. It is because he has done a break up with his girlfriend, and is unable to move on. Meanwhile, collections of women are conspiring to get him to break his pledge of celibacy by throwing themselves at him.

Meanwhile, two ancient tribesmen types travel to the modern city in which Drinky and Gabby reside in order to infect them with small pox. That’s because they are pissed off that nobody else worships their mud god, and they would like to please said mud god. One of the tribesmen is getting horny watching Drinky almost have sex with groups hot babes. Also, Gabby is trying to fuck one of the women he and Drinky get run over by (did I mentioned that this happened yet? That happened, yet). She is about to get married and agrees to do “it” on her wedding day, while her wedding guests are all within close proximity. It turns Gabby on. Turns out by “it” she means wants to murder Gabby in a bathtub, because she’s one sick puppy. 

I like this one quite a bit, because I like weird ideas. Again, the animation leaves me a little cold, but they still accomplish some bizarre imagery with it. It seems like it might be the only way one could do something like this, honestly. There is a fighter jet made of babes, which is too crazy to think about. The part where the girls turn into a car? That seems doable, and I will be spending the evening DMing various women I follow on instagram about this.

EPHEMERA CORNER:

The PJs | December 29, 2008 - 10:00PM 

Hey Hey! It’s The PJs, starring Eddie Murphy from The Adventures of Pluto Nash. This show was animated by Will Vinton’s studio (at least for the first two seasons, according to wikipedia). You know him as the guy who made Gary and Mike, of course. Hey, I basically just the same joke twice just there. Not bad! 

The PJs was about Thurgood Stubbs, a super of a building in an urban public housing project. It ran for 3 seasons and 44 episodes, and that’s… just right. Probably. I don’t know, man. I’ve seen a handful of these episodes and I never was huge on the show. But I don’t think it’s bad, per se.

The animation was the best thing about it, and I don’t have any compelling reasons why I felt the show was kinda tepid. It just didn’t grab me, is all. I didn’t really rewatch it for this blog, but I remember watching the first episode sorta recently and thinking “I don’t really need to watch more of this”. Sorry, Thurgood Stubbs, the main character from this show. I did, at one point, make an effort to collect the series on my harddrive, and isn’t that enough?

[lilywily143]

Never thought I would try this but.

Live blog of new episode!!

Last few seconds!!

Pretty Intro of course

Prom in 3071!? Long time into future

Hologram things it seems are around

Glasses girl seems to be chased by it, no wait it's Doll hurting robo's now!! I knew she could've been a murder drone with that program revealed last episode but sheesh.

Also reflection of victim in the clevor knife thrown was awesome

bugs stomped

crossing out names with prom as the title

ooof her parents are surrounded in bugs.... I think..

oh no Uzi! Guilt: Active... What a setting

"Thank you for being my friend" drawing from the drone friend she just hurt last episode. my heart

hah!! Her non stop groan all day even to a ball in the face, but is out of it went knocked by a brat.

also, that guy she took the consicnese over still has a fire head went she burnt it last flashback.

normal school for Uzi again it seems but all that program tech makes her go for it again. Oh her dad took her evidence stuff

She mad about it.

Agrument...

Nonono don't stop her from seeing N!!

Oh this is great...Dad is a chaparaone.. Popular girls shall force her to be popular .. Which includes Doll. sooo not great

so many dead human bodies..

Oh N is sad. V don't do this.

in a fancy dress Prom murder TM. Of course

holo spooky snake crab J??? Oh N

How is V sounding nicer now after the murder talk?? Oh she has to know her origins but not N

back to girls

I love Doll's voice. Didn't get that last episodes

Uzi notice wierd amount of bugs

How is Lizzy being kinda nice yet bratty??

Oh ho Doll is creepy

N is so nice

Oh V really got his head gone like the piolt and like how Uzi done that

"What's best for you even if you hate me for it." V. WHat Do YoU KnoW and how Are hYOu being DecNst?? JNfljewflakn

Prom dress Uzi!! And her weird program thing refered to by her as robo Satan !!

oh no. oil or actual blood?? So red

Oh back to repaired N. Get the suit!! "No time!" oh come on.. "Dapper in" !!yes!! fancy N shall come

bathtub of blood I think with robo parts

ooo Uzi found a vent!

"As they say in Russian. whoops I should've predicted that someone could escape out of a vent shaft using discarded mirrors as stairs." Really Doll? shes great

Go uzi go Uzi!! Oh N again!! They found each other!!

reconnect plz

Yes!! "Dapper Buddies" yes N. And Uzi Blush at her inviting N

ooo dance finally. Also, a student did a classic robot dance before a girl gave a smack to his head

"PUNCH BOWL decoraction only. You will super die." Ooo like the piolt's "dont wash your hands. Your a robot dummy"

THAD!!! BEST MOVES!! And did he wink at some boy robot? I can't tell

Oh no dad can't find Uzi at prom

"entire prom court MISTERIOSLY disappeared-" Nice Liz. Love the pink she has thou

and crap there's V. She stellar

oh no did V really somehow speand time with Liz long enough to convince her that she didn't wanna murder off screan? That's kinda sad for Liz..

oh she stopped her near attack becuase she was appinted queen of prom.

Doll. Why do you have a evil laugh?

"I'll get my dad to DOCK UR FRICKED GRAADES!!" So Liz is a teacher daughter

it is nice the audience is giving V compliments. SHe might not be used to that.

"Clap harder losers!!"

oh dad tried to leave but Doll powers..

"Not the doors..." Of course he'd say that. Mr. Cahl Doors

"I can kill everyone after??" aww V

Oh there is a fucking red x where V is, Doll seems to have it set up, and Liz is having second thoughts about the plan even with her knowing grin to Doll a bit ago. JHAFSkldbklf

Liz do something...

YES UZI AND N

"Well I'm confused" I don't blame ya Uzi

"Run, you idiot" Well at least Liz tried

Everyone is getting crushed!!

OhhhhhhHHHHHH V killed Doll's paraents!!! ok that makes sence. she was extra nuts.

Doll is taking bullets!! wait they are getting deflected

You adorable N and Uz, save the murder drone!!

Go ninja star kicks!!

door unlocked but dad is staying behind in room!!

Aww go Uzi defending her two murder buddies ^-^

but man both N AND V look shocked that Uzi lost family to their doings. Was it J and they weren't aware?

"I'm done dealing with everything alone." Happy look to N. "We move forward together or not at all!" Happy look to V. Both murderer look so happy. Go Uzi!!

AHHHHH N NOT THAT!! DON"T PUSH HER OUT OF THE WAY OF DANGER!! YOULL GET UNDER THE PROGRAM WITH THAT DAMAGE!!

AHH DAD TRIED TO RUN BACK IN BUT 180 DEGREE HEADTURNEDING DOLL STTOPED HIM NOO

Uzi still got hurt from it, and she JUST TOOK A KINFE THROUGH THE PALM!!So that's what that season 1 trailer thing was refering too

Slow walk to Doll

Aww the two drone arent under the program!

"Thank you, Lizzy!" Both of them -> "Shut up, loser" hhh so mean to N. He was just happy she had his arm..

Oooo the music & lights got epic with a stab to the dj controls

Pretty fight in prom dresses!!

N is Back to fight and of course "QUIT SAVING ME!!"

They are dance fighting, did the same missle shot twirl last episode, and grazed Doll's hair with a knife!! AHHH

explosin

Suh a short sweet moment before, "OKAY YOUR TURN"

N GOT BODY SLAMMED WITH A DECORATED TABLE!!

everything flying cus Doll

ooo she lost a bracelet with a similar look to N's poilt medalian, kick to the face, and a stab in the back of the head from V near the end! Go team!

wait the brackelt had a key thing

ah they found the room with the bugs over bodies and V said 'heh heh, nice'

so many bugs still

V is fucking eating a arm from the scene the three of them discovered!!! Oh she's so hilarious and wonderful!

"what was the point of a worker drone killing over worker droens" hmmm I don't know yet

something under a blanket!

wait the actual trailer scene where Uzi stares at oil then we focus on her mouth like she wanna lick it like a murder drone! but then blanket is off! two bodies of family

"V, u kinda suck." Go N

YEVA was the mom and fuck Doll is back and the screen went dark but yes Uzi finally used he own weird powers like Doll's for herself!! Is purple instead of Doll's red

"i'm sorry for you" wait, are the powers a curse for Doll?

Uzi's chocker? Why'd we focus on that?

Now Doll is making a helping offer??

Why is Doll looking like a hologram in red instead of J's blue ones?

SHe exploded???

"UGH I HATE IT HERE" I don't blame you Uzi

okay we are outside and we are with, I think a rando.

"Ah. That's where i left my excuse to be out here" his own glasses... goofy

WE GOT ANOTHER LANDING POD FROM EARTH I THINK!! MORE MURDER DRONES ARE HERE I THINK!!

A teddy bear flew across the screen... why

Woah rando killed by a REALLY human looking thing and their sword. It might actually be a human in a suit..

TESSA CERTIFIED TECHNICIAN is her nametag

cool swordOH J IS BACK IN FULL HEALTH

from J tossed to human thing, Keys with a moon keychain decoration

and the credits....

[wanderella-w]

⚠️BLOG HIJACK⚠️ (day 50)

Everybody, please stay calm, raise your hands in the air and one-by-one leave a like in the comment section in an orderly fashion. Roger is taking over! 🚨

Yesterday (25 april) began with another trip to the Spar in Abbotsbury. As I, Roger, had forgotten to buy bread as Ella requested and opted for cider instead, we were among the first customers of the lovely neighbourhood supermarket in this pittoresque town at 7 am.

The town looked like something straight out of a BBC murder detective. Luckily, no bodies were found, but spending the night on the chapel hill was rather creepy, especially since we were sleeping next to a forest full of crows. For your information, a group of crows is called a "conspiracy" 👀.

We set off well-motivated to reach Portland around 2 pm. The day before we pushed ourselves to our limits, or atleast mine, to ensure we could. A few passerby told us Portland was beautiful, and since the peninsula looked densily populated on the map and there were many holiday parks nearby, we thought it would be a tourist heaven — perfect for our well-deserved afternoon off.

As we were walking to Portland, a pretty yet not as spectular scenary as compared to the landscapes we had seen in the days before, we were dreaming of an AirBnB with a bathtub. We walked through fields, saw a pheasant (a bird I had never seen in real life before) and even spotted a herd of fully-wooled sheep.

The path became increasingly muddy the further we got. I was particularly excited to walk trough a "danger zone", a military practice area. Ella mentioned she had seen quite a few of them already, but since it was my first time, I didn't know what to expect. Except for a few danger signs and an abandoned military post there was nothing to see. No shells or unexploded bombs on the ground :(.

We pushed ourselves to walk as far as possible before our break around 12 pm. After all, the further we would walk, the earlier we could drink piña coladas in the sun on the white sandy beaches of Portland!

We contacted an AirBnB in the historical center of Portland, and with 12 km behind us and our bellies full after lunch, we set out to the peninsula. However, the more we approached Portland, the more industrial it looked. The bridge connecting Portland with the mainland was full of traffic, and instead of the palm trees we conjured in our head by that time, we saw a Lidl and an industrial port on the other end of it...

When we arrived in Portland, we were a bit, how to put this nicely, dissapointed. There was no city center, let alone a historical one, no attractive beaches, no palm trees and no sun-tanned girls dancing the hula.

What we did find was a nice, yet avarage, English working-class town decorated with the occasional St. George flag. Disillusioned, we entered a pub called The Britania which was already inhabited by a few locals having their Tuesday 2 pm Guinness. The AirBnB host canceled the reservation, and my leg started to hurt quite badly from the strain of the last few days. Quite the situation we had to deal with, as we still didn't know where to sleep.

After going through some options, we decided to camp out in the wild again, no matter how tired and unshowered we were. We bought some food in the supermarket and got back on the trail.

At least we thought so. Portland doesn't have any architectural eye candy, but does have some bueatiful cliffs. Beautiful, if you are on the right side of them. Sadly, we had walked the wrong way, along the beach and not on top of the cliffs, and my left leg was hurting more and more.

Ella lent me her walking poles and we made our way up to the top of the cliffs. As we strolled through a statue park, I hobbled alongside her, my leg aching more and more. After a while, we finally stumbled upon an even patch of ground where we could pitch our tent. I must admit, as soon as we saw the location, we fell in love; It was only 10 metres from the cliffs edge and boasted a breathtaking view of the sea, the cliffs and the stretch we hiked that day.

In the end, it was a challenging day that ended on a high note. Though we didn't get the afternoon of we had anticipated, we managed to cope with the situation together. All's well that ends well.

[moralalee]

21/08/2024 (2)

It is still a Wednesday. Just barely, it’s about 12:30am so technically I’m going to be talking about yesterday.

Woken up by Luca again. Again, a struggle to get out of bed. Some things never change. I got up, fed the baby boy, took my pill and knocked on BF’s door to make sure she was awake. She was meant to have gotten up at 6 but hadn’t managed to. She was supposed to have already gone for a shower. I apologised and told her I had to go for mine and that I always do at the same time every day. She understood.

CW had sent a bunch of long paragraphs to the group chat. He had spent the night hanging out with the girl he likes, who he’s totally not in a situationship with and who had already told him she doesn’t want a relationship. He was ecstatic cause they had been blurring the line between friends and more, and he was surprised when the rest of us told him he was playing with fire. It’s hard to sit back and watch someone do something you know is just going to get them hurt. He says he knows what he’s doing, but I think if he really got it, he wouldn’t put himself in the position he is. He just keeps getting his hopes up and thinking she’s going to change her mind.

Had my shower, got dressed while responding to the group chat. Was feeling pretty awful this morning. Maybe I was just tired or maybe it was due to something else, I don’t know. Got to work early, as per. SC told us that BR is going to be out for two weeks on a sick line. This sent me spiralling a little bit. I know realistically we’ll be fine, but I was feeling so awful at that moment and I knew that this meant I had to hold things together. I can’t be feeling sorry for myself because there’s just too much to be done.

Side note, I just had to get up and check on Luca and he’s randomly so obsessed with the kitchen sink. Doesn’t do anything, just sits and stares at it. And earlier today he started yowling and I went through and he was just sat inside the bathtub. He was totally fine, could jump out himself, it just seemed like he wanted me to see him there.

Back to it, work was uneventful aside from that. Got on with things, felt like I wasn’t pulling my weight enough, CA checked in with me which was nice of him. It’s started raining really heavy today which has made me happy. I love the rain and I feel like we haven’t had any properly in a while. Yesterday (well, Monday) when I drove home from mum & dad’s it was raining hard and I was listening to the Life is Strange soundtrack, it was so nice. I hope we start getting more rain in autumn.

Another side note, Luca just did the tub thing again. Reddit said maybe he just likes the sound of his own voice or maybe he’s thirsty (he has a cat fountain so shouldn’t be really) so I turned on the tap and now he’s just playing in the water. It’s nearly 1am, lmao. He’s now figured out how to turn the tap and moved it so there was tons of water.

In the afternoon at work, I had nothing left to do. I had already finished up my tasks in the morning and the phone was barely ringing. Tried asking SC for more stuff but really there was nothing I was needed for. I had a thought before then with my baking about how it would be fun to sort of log it and keep track of my progress, like vlog or something. And then this afternoon I thought “Maybe I could blog, it would be easier to write things out and I could talk about things I’m interested in too, like if there’s a game I’m into or a topic I’m passionate about.” I thought about different ways I could do that, like Squarespace or whatever but I knew it would be ridiculous to pay for my own website. Then I remembered Tumblr exists. I went to sign up with an email address I assumed I didn’t have an account with already, but it turns out I did. I reset my password, logged in and found all of this. I had nothing to do anyway, so I sat and read my old entries and listened to the music I posted. When I reached the end, I kind of felt like crying (although I had felt pretty weepy today anyway).

I had a whole different life back then. I had so many people I used to think about and be friends with, so many worries, and now everything is different. The crush I wrote about, the pandemic, skiving like half my classes (seriously, pretty much every entry I read had “I skived this class today”).

I considered archiving the old posts and setting the account up fresh for my baking idea, and then I thought I should keep the old posts. They are a part of me and it makes me happy having them here, I want them to exist in the same space as the new posts I make.

When I got home, I yapped away to BF, just blabbering really. I had felt so bored in the afternoon that it felt good to just chat about nothing. She was trying to read though and I didn’t want to interrupt her by watching stuff or anything, so I decided to go nap even though I wasn’t really tired. It gave me a chance to reboot a bit though. I felt better afterwards. Had pizza for dinner and watched Law and Order: SVU. All in all, a pretty typical day. I’m gonna make a little list though of things I want to get done tomorrow, because currently I’ve been feeling so exhausted that I’m getting lazy with it.

• Wash dishes - ridiculous pile there, needs dealt with

• Clean Luca’s litter tray

• Do a partial water change of William’s tank

Luca is being particularly active right now so I’m really hoping he settles now that I’m going to try to sleep. He’s been bouncing about for the half hour I’ve been writing this. Instead of the usual gif, I’ll have our footer be the picture I took of Luca when he decided to sit in the bath. Goodnight!