#being like 😭😭😭😭 GOD DAMN IT JOHN

[bigboy-lovers-unite-writes]

Imagine slapping their asses 🙏🙏

•Dutch; immediately pissed off, depends on who slapped his ass, he might push his cigar into their arm or something out of anger. Will grumble if it's his partner and shoo them away, smokes enough cigarettes after that to take away ten years on his life (it definitely made a camp deafening sound when they slapped it)

•Arthur; the most shocked face ever, just has to stand there for a minute to figure out whatever the fuck just happened. Will stumble over his words, before glaring at the person and chest bump them a few times, but secretly he's nearly popping a boner 💔💔

•John; eye twitches, trying to hold back grabbing his revolver and threatening the person. Says something sarcastic and crosses his arms like the dumb child he is. Will definitely be so damn embarrassed that he flushes as red as Sean's hair. Definitely blabs about it to Abigail later and gets huffy when she laughs

•Hosea; jumps a foot in the air and his body bends like a banana 😭 he's not mad, he'd never get mad, but he is a bit embarrassed about that. He sighs softly, tells a little story about his youth and how he would be able to handle it when he was younger as he rubbed his sore ass, then says he's too old for all that 🫶🫶

•Javier; yells out the loudest Spanish he's ever said, nearly falls forward from the shock of it as both hands go to cover his ass. Can't see it since he pulls his poncho up over his entire face, but he is burning bright red and thinking about it for the rest of the month. Will never trust being around the person again, will side eye them and cover his ass with anything if he's around them again 😢

•Bill; Two different ways this could go. One, he's drunk as a bitch and he hurls a beer bottle them and starts cursing and chasing them all over yelling about how he's no queer, even if it was a woman that slapped his ass, or he will just glare and threaten them a little bit and try to intimidate them if by god he's not drunk

•Kieran; actually stands up straight for once instead of being like a shrimp literally 24/7. Looks like a bug when you pick up a rock, eyes all wide and face flushed even pinker than it usually already naturally is. Definitely looks spaced out the rest of the day, probably can't stop thinking about it for sure

•Sean; gasps and is completely over dramatic, falling and pulling whoever slapped his ass down with him. Definitely tells everyone that the person slapped his ass, and he sounds strangely proud about it too..

•Lenny; poor boy doesn't know what to do, he's stuttering and gripping at his favorite book that he was reading, glancing around as he tried to say something. Might quirk a smile after a while, but it's whenever that person isn't around (he's so embarrassed don't do it again he can't handle it 💔)

•Micah; immediately cracks up and dares the person to slap his ass again, sticking it out slightly. He then promptly slaps that person's ass twenty times harder than they slapped his. It becomes a little game between the two whenever they see each other

•Charles; the absolute politest, might get a bit grumbly. 'oh my' is the first words outta his mouth 😭 will ask them why they did that and if it was supposed to be funny. He's like a mother in this sense, but also can't stop grinning since he actually liked it ❤️

[hunzzzzz]

OBX TWEETS: part 9 (Rafe Cameron x reader x John B SMAU)

A/N: Sorry for the wait!!! I got too in my head about the plot😭 but I realized it's never that deep and I'm back now. Decided to add a little bit of writing because there's no way to thicken the plot without it. Lmk if you guys like a bit of writing here and there or prefer the social media pics only.

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You had been dancing all night, a dangerous cocktail of tequila, wine, fireball, and vodka Red Bulls battling it out in your bloodstream. It felt like a frantic race to oblivion, anything to outrun the quiet ache in your chest. And after that first shot at the club, the memories became fractured, skipping like a broken record. That was the joy, and the damn problem, with being friends with Danny the bartender; free shots flowed like apologies you didn't deserve. You’d long since lost count, each one a tiny hammer blow against the wall of grief you refused to acknowledge. Empty stomach? Who had time for food when there were feelings to drown?

You were swaying precariously, the bass thrumming up through the floor and into your skull, your neck struggling to keep your head upright under the strobe lights. Your friends…gone? Had they ditched you, or were you fleeing their concerned faces, their whispers of "home"? It was all a blurry, swirling mess.

Then, calloused hands clamped onto your shoulders. Large, heavy. You blinked, trying to focus through the kaleidoscope vision, and slowly, like a Polaroid developing, Rafe's buzzcut came into view under the pulsing red lights.

"What the?" You mumbled, the word slurring like thick syrup. Lurching onto your tiptoes, you reached out, drawn to the familiar texture of his scalp, running your fingers through the short, prickly hair. "Ewww," you recoiled with a dramatic shudder, pulling back your hand and wiping it on your already stained shirt. "Hedgehog. Definitely a hedgehog."

"Enjoying the… wildlife exhibition?" Rafe’s voice was dry, laced with an edge of something you couldn't quite place. He held your shoulders steady, a solid anchor in your swaying world, his eyes narrowed, assessing. God, he looked good.

"Was," you declared dramatically, placing your hands on his chest, intending to shove him away, to re-establish the distance, the feud. But your arms felt like lead, and instead of pushing, your palms simply rested against the firm muscle, seeking a strange kind of… support. "Until you crashed the party."

A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, that cocky, infuriating smirk. "You invited me, remember?" He glided his tongue over his teeth, a gesture you usually found intensely irritating, but tonight… tonight it was just… Rafe.

"Did I?" A giggle bubbled up, escaping in a rush of air. You doubled over, laughter turning into a hiccup, burying your face in the solid wall of his shoulder. You had no recollection of what you had been posting on your story all night, let alone what you had been texting people.

"Uh-huh," Rafe rumbled, his hand moving from your shoulder to your back, surprisingly gentle as he pulled you upright, enough to get a better look at your face. He leaned down, his face invading your blurry personal space. "How much you drink tonight?"

"Oh! Oh! Shots! Let's get shots!" You bounced on the balls of your feet, grabbing his hand, tugging him towards the bar, the urgent need for more alcohol overriding everything.

Rafe hesitated, glancing towards the bar, then back at you, his brow furrowed. What the fuck indeed, he thought, watching you tug him forward with the unsteady enthusiasm of a toddler heading for a candy store.

Usually, seeing you at a party meant bracing for impact – the ‘accidental’ drink spillage, the sharp-tongued insults, the constant game of one-upmanship. He remembered the bonfire, the icy plunge of his new sneakers in the lake, your delighted laughter echoing across the water… God, you were infuriating.

But tonight… tonight was different. The game had changed. You weren't playing, you were… unraveling.

You were dealing with your own shit. Shit that had been piling up for weeks, months maybe. Felt like a tidal wave about to crash. Your eating disorder was back, teeth bared and snarling, a familiar monster you thought you'd caged years ago. It was a sick comfort in a way, the control, the emptiness. Lately, your diet consisted of energy drinks and black coffee – fuel for a machine that was running on fumes. Someone on twitter said smoking weed would help with appetite. Idiot. All it did was make you nauseous and guarantee whatever pathetic bite you managed to choke down came right back up, whether you did it consciously or subconsciously, you weren’t sure.

And then there was your Mom. Always. Psych ward threats were her go-to move whenever you dared to be anything less than perfectly happy and functional. 'Get better for me,' she’d whine, tears welling up, all about how she couldn’t stand to see you like this, how as a mother, you were just killing her. It was never about you, never about what you were feeling, never about actually helping. She wanted you fixed, fast, so she wouldn’t have to deal with the mess of you. So she wouldn’t have to confront whatever it was in herself that made your pain so unbearable for her to witness.

Then Ms. Johnson died. Ms. Johnson from the bakery. More than just a coworker, really. She’d become… something else. Almost like a stand-in mom, if you dared to admit it to yourself. Over the past year, scooping dough and chatting about everything and nothing, you’d gotten close. Unexpectedly, shockingly close. You'd even gone to her place, played with her grandkids. Little sticky fingers, bright smiles… And now… gone. Just… gone.

But dissecting your feelings and dealing with the grief? No fucking way. Not happening. Instead, you did what you always did best: avoid. Deflect. Bury it all under layers and layers of noise and nonsense instead of talking about it. And tequila. Lots and lots of tequila. Because feeling? Feeling was for pussies.

Rafe let you pull him a few steps, then planted his feet, a solid wall against your drunken momentum. "Hold up, shot queen."

He steered you towards the bar, yes, but positioned himself between you and it, effectively blocking your path to Danny and his arsenal of liquor. He signaled Danny, catching his eye and subtly shaking his head. Danny, bless him, seemed to understand, nodding almost imperceptibly. Rafe ordered a water, then turned back to you, a his face was somewhere between exasperated and… something else. Something that might almost be concern. He poured the water into a glass, handed it to you with a forcedly bright smile.

"Wha’ zis?" You sniffed at the glass suspiciously, wrinkling your nose. You swayed again, catching yourself on the bar.

"Just a simple vodka sprite," Rafe insisted. "Trust me. Drink up. Electrolytes are key, you know. Especially when you’re… pacing yourself like you are."

"Pacing…" You latched onto the word, repeating it slowly, as if it were a foreign concept. Then, eyes narrowing again, you poked him in the chest with a surprisingly steady finger. "You’re not drinking anything! Why not?" You hiccuped again, the sound wet and pathetic. Rafe’s hands instinctively went to your hips, steadying you as you wobbled dangerously close to the edge of your balance. "You just tryna… get me drunk." You declared, the accusation ringing with drunken certainty. "Hate to break it to you," another hiccup punctuated your sentence, "plan… failed."

"Right," Rafe nodded, a sardonic edge to his voice, but his eyes remained fixed on you, watching you with a strange intensity. "Totally busted. Because, you know, before I showed up, you were the picture of… sobriety."

You giggled, a soft, almost childlike sound that was utterly out of place with the smeared makeup and defiant clothing. "You want… you want…" You trailed off, chewing on your lip, searching for the word. "You want…" You pointed at him, a sudden flash of drunken insight. "You want the cookie sooo bad!" You took a large sip of the water, then another, playing with the straw, your earlier suspicion seemingly forgotten.

At some point you whipped out your phone and snapped a photo of him, posting it on your story without giving it a second thought.

"Hey, uh, where are your friends?" Rafe asked, his gaze sweeping the crowded dance floor, a genuine concern creeping into his voice. You were, undeniably, a disaster waiting to happen. He’d almost take you home himself, but he knew you’d sooner spontaneously combust than let him play knight in shining armor.

"Shhh!" You hissed, whipping around, eyes wide with mock-paranoia. "Agent Double-Oh… Drunk is undercover!" You pressed a finger to his lips, smushing them together. "Hiding. From… them."

"Why are you hiding from your friends?"

"’Cause…" You swayed again, leaning into him for balance. "’Cause they wanna send me home!" You wailed the last words, drawing them out dramatically, as if it were the ultimate betrayal.

"Right," Rafe nodded slowly, his gaze drifting to the bouncer who was indeed now eyeing your increasingly erratic behavior with open suspicion. When the water glass slipped from your grasp, shattering on the polished floor with a sharp crack, Rafe knew. Curtain call.

"Okay," he said decisively, turning you firmly, keeping his hands anchored on your hips. "Operation… Fresh Air. Let's go outside, yeah?" He propelled you forward, guiding you away from the bar, your body leaning back against his, trusting, for once, in his lead.

"Eeesh, fuck it's cold!" You shivered the moment you stepped outside, hugging yourself tight, your teeth starting to chatter.

"Where's your jacket?" Rafe asked, exasperation creeping back in, but it was tinged with a different flavor now, something closer to… weary protectiveness.

"Jacket?" You blinked at him, as if the word itself was unfamiliar. "Didn’t bring one."

"Why. Not." Rafe asked, the words clipped, but laced with a resignation he hadn't anticipated feeling.

You scoffed, rolling your eyes, though the gesture was undermined by your wobbly stance. "'Becuz. Didn’t. Go. With. My. Fit'," you enunciated each word carefully, as if speaking to a particularly dense toddler. It was, clearly, the most obvious, self-explanatory thing in the universe.

Then he sighed, a long, drawn-out sound that seemed to carry the weight of the entire night. "Okay. Just a little further down. My car's right around the corner." He tightened his hold on your hips, guiding you forward again, away from the pulsing music and into the relative quiet of the night.

"Why… car?" You leaned your head back again, your breath warm against his neck.

"Because…" Rafe hesitated, thinking fast. Lying felt… surprisingly natural at this point. "Because… it's… uh… it's got, like, extra warmth in there. Heated seats. You know." He tested the lie, wincing internally at how lame it sounded, but you, blessedly, bought it without a flicker of suspicion. You just nodded, humming softly, content in his grip.

He opened the passenger side door of his jeep, like some overly polite chauffeur all of a sudden, and basically shoved you inside, clicking the seatbelt shut like you were a toddler escaping a stroller.

“Seat warmer…” you breathed out, sinking back into the plush leather like it was a cloud made of marshmallows and sunshine. “Soooo good. It’s a hot water bottle for my ass. Genius invention, seat warmers. World peace could be achieved with universal seat warmers.”

“Yeah?” Rafe mumbled, glancing over like you’d just announced you’d won the lottery or something equally amazing.

“Yeahhh.” You stretched out your legs, letting the heat radiate up. “It’s like… a massage. But, like, a warm one.” You started wriggling around, just to really get the full effect. “On your thighs, and… oh god…” you moaned dramatically, for added effect, “and your ass.” It was basically heaven in car seat form. “It’s like… warm heavenly hands,” you elaborated, because he clearly wasn’t grasping the sheer bliss, “just… melting you away.”

From the corner of your eye, you could see Rafe’s shoulders shaking. Stifling a laugh. Rude. He was laughing at your profound seat warmer experience? Normally, sober you would’ve launched into a tirade about his lack of appreciation for the finer things in life, accused him of kidnapping, maybe even thrown an elbow for good measure. But drunk you? Drunk you just… melted. Pliant. In his car. Babbling about butt massages.

“What’s so funny?” you asked, head lolling back against the headrest, turning to him with what you were pretty sure were impressively half-lidded, come-hither eyes. Probably just looked cross-eyed, let’s be real. “Let's hear the joke then, comedian.”

“Nothing,” he chuckled, shaking his head again, but this time there was a definite grin playing around his mouth. He was definitely laughing at you. Bastard.

“I wanna laugh too!” you protested. “I can’t always entertain, you know! I need a night off!” You groaned. “It’s exhausting being the funny friend! Justice for the funny friend, I tell you! We have rights too, you know!” You might’ve punched the dashboard lightly for emphasis. “Sometimes,” you confided in a stage whisper, “sometimes I wanna say, like… sad shit, but it goes completely against my whole… mysterious aura.” It was a burden, really.

“What are you sad about?” He actually asked, his voice softer now, the amusement still there, but… something else too? Curiosity maybe?

“Just… life, man.” You muttered, turning to stare out the window at the blurry streetlights rushing by. Deep, profound statement right there. Life. So sad. So… life-y.

Before he could say another word, sober or otherwise, your brilliant brain had an idea. A fantastic idea. Window down! Wind! Yes! Like a dog! Except, like, a chic, stylish dog, in a jeep. Before Rafe’s slow, human brain could even process what was happening, you were cranking down the window, jamming the button with drunken enthusiasm, and sticking your face out. Wind. Glorious, cold, rushing wind. It whipped through your hair, like a wild, free spirit, and because why not, you opened your mouth, letting the wind puff out your cheeks like a squirrel stuffing nuts. This was living!

“Hey! Hey! Get back inside, you maniac!” Rafe yelled, suddenly all panicked dad-mode. He yanked the steering wheel with one hand, swerving slightly – oops, sorry pedestrians – and then, like lightning, his other hand shot out, grabbing your shoulder and yanking you back inside. Window up! Safety first, apparently. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he breathed out, all exasperated and… something else? Actually worried? Nah, couldn't be.

“You’re no fun,” you pouted, crossing your arms over your chest in a dramatic display of wounded dignity. “You’re cramping my style.”

“You’re more unhinged than usual tonight, even for you,” he grumbled, his jaw ticking, a muscle jumping in his cheek. Definitely panicked-dad vibes. “You good? Like, actually?”

“Nah, man.” You shook your head with exaggerated solemnity, because dramatic head shaking was key to conveying true emotion. “We not doing this.”

Rafe looked at you, eyebrows raised, head tilted, classic ‘question mark’ expression. Waiting for you to… elaborate? Explain? As if.

“We not having a heart-to-heart about our… shit,” you clarified. “My shit is my shit. It’s for my eyes only. Classified. Top secret. Need-to-know basis only. And you, sir,” you pointed at him, swaying slightly, “do not need to know.” Solid logic, right there. Drunk logic was the best logic.

“Is that why you got wasted tonight? Because of your top secret shit.” he asked after a beat, his voice softer now, thoughtful. Actually thoughtful? Rafe? Who knew.

But before your brain could engage the ‘deflect and deny’ protocols, your mouth, traitorous drunk mouth, was already spilling. “Ms. J, man…” You swallowed hard, suddenly feeling a weird mix of bubbly and… not bubbly. Sad bubbly? “She was a real one.” You bumped your fist against your chest twice, BAM BAM, and then pointed a finger upwards, gesturing heaven-ward. “Taken from us… too soon.” Tears might’ve even welled up a little. Damn seat warmer was making you emotional now.

Rafe actually clicked his tongue. Clicked it! In… understanding? What was happening? “So, this was… a goodbye party, in a way?” he said, slowly, like he was piecing together some complex puzzle, “A… tribute?”

“You just get it,” you breathed out, blinking rapidly to dispel any actual tears. Nope, no crying tonight. Just… tribute-ing. You smiled, a wobbly, watery smile, and lightly bumped your fist against his arm. He got it. Rafe. Actually got it. Maybe seat warmers could bring world peace. Or at least, some kind of… understanding. Between you and Rafe. Who knew? Tonight was weird. But, like, weirdly… okay.

You started feeling a bit…off. Wheezy. Yeah, wheezy was the word. And definitely pale. Looking in the reflection of the passenger window, you resembled a ghost who’d just seen a ghost. Rafe, surprisingly observant for a buzzcut-wearing jock, actually noticed. He pulled into some brightly lit gas station, the kind that smelled vaguely of stale coffee and desperation, and announced, “Water. You need water.” Like he was a doctor prescribing life-saving medicine.

While Mr. Doctor was off playing Florence Nightingale, you, naturally, pulled out your phone. Duty called. The duty to tweet incoherent thoughts to the vast expanse of the internet. Honestly, someone should have staged an intervention for your phone tonight. The tweets were… abstract. Philosophical. Probably mostly misspelled.

Rafe, bless his cotton socks, actually returned relatively quickly, brandishing a plastic bottle of water like he’d wrestled it from a dragon. He handed it over, and you immediately wrestled with the lid. Stupid tiny lids. World problems, really. He sighed dramatically – seriously, who was the dramatic one here? – and twisted it open for you. So… helpful. So… weird.

“You’re being weird tonight,” you mumbled, taking a long, slightly slurping sip of the water. “Like, weird-weird.”

“Am I?” He actually sounded offended.

“Yeah,” you confirmed, nodding seriously. “Yeah you’re being… nice.” You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to figure out the angle. Was this a trap? Was he lulling you into a false sense of security before… before what? You weren’t sure. “Like… suspiciously nice.”

“I’m always nice,” he grumbled, finally putting the car back in drive, letting the blessed AC fill the stale gas station air. “You’d see that,” he continued, in a deeply wounded tone, “if you didn’t have this… this vendetta against me.” He actually said ‘vendetta’. Dramatic much?

“Ugh, stop!” you groaned, covering your face with your hands again. The dramatics were contagious, apparently. “Just… stop it!”

“I’m not doing anything,” he protested, sounding genuinely confused now, “but taking your drunk ass home.”

“No, stop being so… so fucking…” you trailed off, pulling your hands away, squinting at him in mock-accusation. His face was a perfect picture of bewildered confusion, brow furrowed, mouth slightly open. Adorable confusion. Wait, no. Stop that thought. “You’re just begging for me to kiss you!” you declared dramatically, because clearly, that was the only explanation for this weird ‘nice’ act. “Just fucking stop because it’s. Not. Happening!” You punctuated each word with a little head wobble for extra emphasis.

For a second, Rafe just blinked, staring at you, speechless. Then, a slow, disbelieving smirk started to spread across his face. “What?” he asked, his voice low and musing, like he was turning the words over in his head, examining them for hidden meanings, “what did you just say?”

“Nothing!” you squeaked, suddenly feeling a blush creep up your neck. Damn seat warmer making you feel… flushed in more ways than one now. “Just… drive!” You waved a hand dismissively, trying to act like you hadn’t just said something completely insane and possibly revealing. Nope, nothing to see here, folks. Move along.

And surprisingly, he did comply. He actually just… drove. But that stupid, infuriating, yet undeniably… smirky smirk? Yeah, that stupid smirk didn’t leave his face. Not even a little bit. Bastard knew exactly what he was doing, the smirk-wielding jerk.

Something about his face tonight… it was different. Maybe it was the soft light from the dashboard, or maybe it was the fact that your eyes were still doing the double-vision thing, but suddenly, really suddenly, you noticed… he was actually… good-looking. Like, objectively, undeniably, good-looking. Sharp jawline, those light blue eyes that weren’t just annoyed all the time, the way his buzzcut actually framed his face… Huh. Who knew? Sober you would probably deny ever thinking such a thing, but drunk you? Drunk you was all about unfiltered truth.

That damn seat warmer. It was definitely plotting something. Seriously, who invented those things and what were their real motives? Because tonight, that seat warmer was a straight-up emotional rollercoaster, engineered for maximum chaos in your brain.

First, it was all innocent. Pure, unadulterated comfort. Like sinking into a warm bath, but for your backside. A blissful hug for your thighs and… well, you knew. It was like the seat warmer was whispering, “Relax, baby, everything’s gonna be alright.” And for a glorious few minutes, you actually believed it. World problems? Gone. Existential dread? Melted away. Just warm, soothing… comfort.

Then, BAM! The sneaky bastard switched gears. Comfort turned into emotion. Specifically, Ms. J-shaped emotion. Warmth wasn't just comfort anymore, it was… tenderness. Like Ms. J’s hugs. Like the warmth of her kitchen, filled with the scent of baking cookies. Suddenly, the seat warmer wasn’t just warming your ass, it was warming your heart. Except, heart-warming in a gut-wrenching, tear-jerking way. All those feelings you’d been burying, all that grief you’d been dodging? The seat warmer was coaxing them out, like a gentle hand unearthing buried treasure… except the treasure was sadness. Dammit, seat warmer, you were supposed to be comforting, not making you cry about cookies and lost mother figures!

And then, as if sadness wasn't enough drama for one night, the damn thing went full-on rogue. Suddenly, the warmth wasn't just comforting or emotional, it was… flushing. Specifically, face-flushing. Rafe's stupid, smirky face was suddenly right there, in your personal space, and all that seat-induced warmth just… migrated upwards. Cheeks burning, pulse quickening, suddenly noticing things like jawlines and dark eyes and the general… Rafe-ness of Rafe. Ogling? Yes, you were definitely ogling. And it was all the seat warmer’s fault! It had lulled you into a false sense of security, made you all soft and vulnerable and… and perceptive about Rafe’s… prettiness. Unacceptable!

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[killmeprettypleasee]

Price x Ftm!lieutenant!Reader general dating hcs pls and tyy

Dating headcanons W/ John Price.

Warning: SFW AND NSFW mentioned, clingy price, mentions of killing someone, slightly possessive Price, switch Price and switch reader.

SFW

Before you and Price started dating, the two of you are already close friends, you two joined the military together and trained together back then before you guys are in your current ranks.

He is very sweet to you and supports you being a trans person.

He found out you were trans waaaayyyy back then, and the way he reacts was kinda random..

"Wait.. so your one of those transformers robots????" He looked at you dumbfounded as he scanned the surgery scars on your chest.

He was very confused.. but still supports you!

When someone was being toxic to you he WILL and not hesitate to unalive them.

He loves you too much see😭

He'll give them the coldest death stared making their bones quiver in fear.

He will cuddle you, and be hella clingy.

Imagine.

You both at the halls of the base and he's just hugging you, not caring if anyone is watching.

He would call you to his office to just hold you and have you sit on his lap.

Hell, every once i a while he'll make you skip training just to have you there with him..

He will never let you out of his sight.

NEVER.

You're his sunshine afterall, his Marshmellow to the hot cocoa, his sauce to the spaghetti, his peach to the eggplant (okay thats just weird..)

When you're both at home, he wouldn't let you go out to buy groceries and insisted that he should be the one buying.

He's just scared because he overthinks that someone will kidnap you.

He doesn't even care if you know self-defense 💀

When both of you go out on a date he'll take you out to the beautiful restaurants ever, but he rather keep it simply

He'll even buy you beautiful clothes to match your date.

One time both of you went to a Chinese sea food restaurant that serves raw and fresh sea food.

He bought himself those tentacles cus he wanna try them out.

End up sticking to his face.

Both of you gotta go to the doctor cus the tentacles suction wont let go.

He was traumatized and both of you never went to those fresh sea food restaurant.

NSFW

After ever date there should a spicy intimate time with him.

He would bend you over when you both in your car or at your house.

Just somewhere private where both of you could fuck.

He loves dominating you, but sometimes he also likes it when you're the one dominating him

He likes it when you overstimulate him till he's a whining mess when you're taking the lead.

You just loos so sexy ontop him while riding his cock while calling him a good boy.

It makes his cock twitch when you do that.

And the way you moan just sends him over the edge.

But when he's the one in control he would bend you over doggy style and hit your prostate head on with his tip.

He absolutely loves when you moan out his name.

Its just so cute.

He likes raw sex.

He wanna make sure to mark your insides aswell your body to show who you belong.

He loves it when your cunt squeezed his cock.

He'll call you a good boy for that.

When both of you are more on the romantic side he'll be gentle and loving with you.

He'll caressed your body and worship you.

He loves touching your scars btw.

He thinks its fascinating.

"God baby.. you're so damn beautiful.. such a handsome boy eh?.." He softly praised against your ear as he touched your scars.

He grunted when your cunt tightened around him.

"You're getting so tight around me baby boy.. such a good boy huh?"

Yeh...

He sometimes think about having a child with you sometimes.

This man has an extreme breeding kink...

Sometimes he'll rub your lower belly while he's fucking you cunt, whispering praises while he day dream of getting you pregnant.

He's glad you have a cunt ngl.

He could just impregnate you anytime..

But you're still a soldier and you still wanna keep the job so he respects that.

He'll wait when he's allowed to Impregnate you.

But he wont stop fucking you raw.

Sooo you have no choice but to go on birth control🤷.

[dearreaders-things]

ok ok ok the off season watchthrough thoughts bc i can't do this anymore this is so good

geoffrey and jeffrey again 😌 i truly think aj just likes repeating the last name he heard

this is all so silly and i alr love jacob

ok that first scene with sam setting up the plot is genuinely GREAT. idk maybe it's just tropey (which from a quick scroll of sfthblr i think i'll get a lot of here) but it's so fun

WHAT is sam on in the next scene i'm sobbing

tom playing an iconic woman again!! such a fun dynamic and the hints of the nuances of her characterisation too! i have a feeling i'm gonna love her

absolutely painful spiral staircase sequence. tom is gleefully killing the others

"🫲daughter." "oh, scene established."

i love luke as jacob as well he's really putting himself into it 😭 ("it" being running in circles at the moment)

of course there's a dinosaur with guns lmfao. tom's little glance back like WHAT are they doing now

the roast battle had me giggling so hard, everyone's having so much fun and tom covering his mic like he's gonna GET luke. he's holding back though 😌

okay this is such a good plot 😭

ENEMIES TO LOVERS 👀👀👀

man i am also trying very hard to work out the details of this bet. think i am also just gonna have to concede it with a "sure."

i appreciate tom's interjection into the scene just to be a loving drunk wife

"dont.👈 FUCK THIS UP FOR ME"

luke is acting his ass off and so is tom

"he moulds them in his image, and it's a terrible image." "well he's not moulding me. i am who i am" 🤌🤌🤌

"an idiot and a fool with the beautiful hair of a young leonardo dicomprio" are you kidding me with this dialogue. where are the emmys. the oscars. he DOES have beautiful hair

i didn't notice this at first but tom's character tipping a splash of water from her umbrella onto jacob oh my god 😭🙏

jacob revealing his actual accent ohhhh the gasp i gusped

height difference jokes again 😆 hate it when it's me, love it when it's tom and luke

snipers getting involved just makes everything 1000x more chaotic

girl if you don't pack the wound to stop it bleeding‼️‼️

look at that, sam forgot a name this time

aj being iconic again and getting lost

aj assisting with the montage

"👀 fiancé"

ofc they went to paris. city of love!

luke is SO lovestruck 😭 "heavenly angel", "reminds me of someone" and there is so much love in his eyes

THERE'S ONLY ONE BED OMG OMG

DOUBLE BED. NO CUSHIONS. IT'S A VERY VERY SMALL BED

this has made me so very happy

emotional conversations while circling their way up a spiral staircase how lovely

not the forgotten key AND the dinosaur again 😭 i honestly do love the way they stagecrafted going along the staircase in opposite directions

"a fifing life without strife" 🫡🫡

WHAT compelled aj to do that dinosaur walk

PERHAPS YOU COULD PACK THE WOUND

luke is very aware of the very large size of tom's hands

i loved the swipe at the nose comment lolol

DO NOT TAKE THE BULLET OUT THAT COULD CAUSE FURTHER BLEEDING AND DAMAGE AND INFECTION WHERE YOU SHOULD BE SIMPLY STOPPING THE BLEEDING AND GETTING HIM TO A HOSPITAL

ahem. me when i realise not everyone is very into accurate medical whump as me

(it's fine i am well aware it's silly improv comedy and i'm not actually bothered by the inaccuracy but it is very very funny)

but girl u went to FRANCE but not a HOSPITAL

by the way can we pls get this woman a name 🙏

anyways yeah put that bone back

HIS SMOULDER OH MY GOD LUKE

aj. brother what. didn't you just kill jeffrey how is this still about the bet

"don't try to look around i'm not anywhere i'm uh somewhere else."

sam's vaguely french humming is so funny

okay bartender slayyy

tom KILLED sam with that mcdonalds joke

this could be a 100k slowburn on ao3

the intensity of luke's expression before the kiss. he saw his opportunity and Went For It. thank you luke

french ghosts bonjour

long moment of silly silence

bonjour

"now no longer in the shadows" 🔥🔥🔥

ooh twist oh my god mrs daltrey it's getting hot in here

damn john jacob mcallister is down HORRENDOUS to be up for fucking her when he just got shot

scarlett johansson HELPP 😭😭😭😭

dinosaur count 4 is crazy

aj and sam really do go nuts when they bounce off each other

tom committed so hard so fast to the marriage idea

also committed to not having a name i suppose 😭

awwwee

dinosaur count 5

charlize theron

oooooooo double crosser scarlett

i love tom's swagger oh my lord

ooooooooooooooooo hell yeah, journalist lady whose full name is yes! hell yeah! get his ass

WOAH

helpppp not auld lang syne, luke once again seeing his chance and taking it

okay all in all that was perfect i love that they got a happy ending and justice got got

man if you stuck around for this whole thing thanks for reading!

[auspicioustidings]

Any version of Soap in any position of power would be soooo disgusting, calling IT Security reader at all times of the day and telling her that the speaker on his computer doesn’t work, while he’s clearly streaming some porno in the background 😭😭😭

You get it Lumi, he's a sick freak :) You also sent this while I happen to be working through 1k requests so bonus short for you <3

Back Chat

Words: 1k

CWs: non-con groping, just all around gross awful Soap

Sergeant John MacTavish was the reason you had poured over your contract for any get out clause that didn't cost you a fortune. You came up with nothing. The military had paid for a high end training course for you on the provision that if you left the role within 2 years then you had to pay every penny back.

Plus this job paid well and the benefits were great. You didn't even mind having gruff military personnel seeing fit to give you a bollocking over the phone because you would be following procedure whether they liked it or not and they could file a damn ticket if they wanted their issue looked at. Generally they were an OK bunch at heart, but rough around the edges and used to recruits eager to please them. When they realised your lack of any rank also excused you from being ordered around by anyone but your actual boss they usually mellowed out.

Of course you had made the mistake of chewing out one such gruff man after he called in a temper demanding that his laptop be fixed as a priority. Not even his work laptop, no he wanted his personal laptop fixed.

“Look MacTavish was it?”

“Sergeant MacTavish tae you.”

“No it isn't. I am not one of your soldiers. I work in IT for the military, your laptop is not military property so I'm not touching it. Use your big boy Sergeant wage and buy a new one.”

“Listen here ye wee bitch-”

You hung up on him and got on with your day right up until he physically showed up at your office on base. You handled IT for multiple bases, you had not considered that the person you had chewed out would actually work on this one. Oops.

He was a big motherfucker as well. Handsome. Crazy scary dog energy. Definitely not your usual soldier with his lack of uniform (unless jeans and a t-shirt that was so tight he was liable to tear out of it was uniform these days) and out of regulation haircut. You scrambled to try and stand but he was already looming over you in your chair, leaving you no space to do so as he settled his hands on the armrests and leaned over you to get into your face.

“I'll need tae settle for you then hen. Better make it good.”

“Excuse me?”

“The lassie on my laptop begs tae get it up the arse. Is a good girl for a thick cock pounding her tight cunt. Even when she's fucked oot her nut and ruined she still gags around a man down her throat and swallows like a proper bitch.”

You were flooded with fear and arousal. Nobody had ever spoken to you like that and you weren't entirely sure he was joking. He wouldn't actually do anything to you right? He was just being a dick because he wanted his laptop fixed. Just trying to intimidate you.

“And I bet she gets paid a lot more than me MacTavish, back off.”

Oh no. There was a feral gleam in his eye and a rabid grin that showed those sharp incisors. He clearly relished your response.

“Then I'll need to buy ye with, what was it? Right. My big boy Sergeant wage.”

He leaned in close and took a deep breath. Christ he was sniffing your currently greasy and messy hair. You hadn't showered in like 2 days, you were fucking IT, it wasn't like people usually came to physically see you in your little den.

“...I'll fix your fucking laptop oh my God just bring it by.”

“Atta girl” he all but panted into your ear before tugging at the lobe with his teeth and then fully tounging at your ear hole.

The sensation was truly the most awful thing you had ever felt. Your skin crawled and your body shivered uncomfortably as you tried to push him away from you. He chuckled and you choked on your own saliva as he firmly smacked your pussy before pulling away.

“I'll bring it right doon.”

You were left completely gobsmacked in your little office, your body hopped up on adrenaline and your cunt throbbing from the spank it had gotten and from the sick part of your mind that found the whole thing depraved and disgusting but sort of titillating.

When he brought the laptop back he hovered behind you while you worked on it, making you sweat. It was an easy enough fix and you sighed in relief and carefully avoided eye contact when you told him it was fixed.

“Ye’ll check it over, cannae be sending me away with a half done job.”

“You can see that it's working.”

He leant over, arms surrounding you so he could scroll over to open a video file. It was of a woman being railed hard from behind, drooling into the pillow and babbling for more. The wet squelch was disgusting, the man spitting down on her and smacking her already red ass.

“Speakers are fucked.”

You squirmed in your seat.

“I can hear it just fine.”

“Aye? What are ye hearing then?”

You remained silent, eyes fixed on the wall instead of on the screen. At least you were silent until he drew a yelp from you by groping one of your tits.

“Told ye, if ye cannae prove that it's fixed I'll need to settle for you. Bit shorter, softer and dirtier than my lassie mind, so got tae give it yer full effort.”

“I-It's working!”

“Prove it, what ye hearing?”

He made you replicate the whole script from each broken moan to the begging to the degrading. He was only satisfied when the whole video had run its course, by which time he had a hand on either tit, rough with how he groped and tugged.

“See now? Wisnae so hard to follow a Sergeant's orders was it?”

“No” you mumbled, crying out when he gripped your nipples through your shirt and twisted. “No Sergeant!”

He let go then, closing the lid of the laptop and standing with it to leave.

“Got an LT having trouble with his phone, he's naw as friendly as me though so best limit the back chat soldier.”

[ell-does-stuff]

MAKING A BIG OL POST OF EVERYTHING I GOTTA SAY ABOUT THE NEW SPOOKY MONTH BECAUSE HOLY SHITTTT THERES A LOT

‼️‼️SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY‼️‼️

THE THIEVES ARE BACK WOOOOOOOO!! IVE MISSED THEM SM

also eepy lila

while gathering images for this ive noticed that the "pile of dexter" as im calling it is staring at the thieves the whole time they're in the attic (specifically fat thief)

is he somehow still alive???? just possessing a pile of dead doll????????

so cool to see the big ass spider get some actual relevance!! def gonna be important next episode for sure

ROSS'S DAD!!!!!!!!

also jaune is so pretty with her hair down like omggg... love to see her being such a supportive friend to lila as well

"are you throwing away dad's stuff mom?" WAAAAAA MY POOR BABYYY IM GONNA CRYYY

HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN

theyre so me

DEXTERRRRJRJRJRHSHSHDBBDBSB!!+!!!!!(!!

"this cat looks sick im taking it to the vet" BULLSHIT i know what you are. 👁️👁️

DEXTER'S MOM!?!?????!?!?!?!?!!!??? i had no idea she would ever show up like wow i did not expect to see her at all

poor little babies and their lack of parents

ok sorry ik im joking here but MAN this scene made me feel bad 😭😭😭

THE FUCK.

pretty sure this dude is the same guy as the "costume bob" in the last episode??? i felt bad for him last time but here he seems like kind of a pathetic and weird ass man ngl lol

RADFORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!(!!(;+;!;(;;(;??;(;;!!(+!!++!(++!

HES SUCH A GOD DAMN SILLY NERD MAN LIKEEEEE "he even sounds like he does in the movies!!!!!!" BROOOO I LOVE HIMMMMMMMMMM DJJDGWHDHSHFH

he is EXACTLY how i pictured he would be!! my brain is not gonna shut up about him for the next few days i just know it HAHAHAH

also my caramelpopcorn (thats their ship name right?? or was it candycorn??? i forgor lol) heart is completely full, i loved actually seeing him and kevin canonically interact, they are perfect <3

HES IN THE CANDY CLUB OUTFIRTBD RJSHNF EBDJFBSBDJC EJDUFBEBW DKXN SCUEBFNFBRJSJCJCHDB!!!!(!!!!!;+;(;!!(+!!

"im... uh... like an uncle!!" "i just wanna help the children..." BROO??? feeling kinda bad for frank rn, these are like the only kids he genuinely cares about and hes being turned away from em

ik hes a shady guy but STILL

GREGOR LOOKS SO GOOFY DOING THE DANCE JDBDHSHFHD LIKE WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE THATTTTT

also i made this gif myself yall better like it

aaaaaaaaaand dexter's mom is dead.

like son like mother i guess 💀

love how ignacio's door has small little boards on it from when they bashed it with a hammer HAHAHHA

also, looking at the inside of ignacio's house, is that john's family on the little table there???

one of the images in the arg gives a better look at this, but i had no idea it was in IGNACIO'S HOUSE of all places. why does he have that??? and right by the gun too.... what is this silly cult man planning......

(the arg image in question if yall were wondering)

"we understand you" "we're here for you dude" "thank you guys, i just wish things weren't so..." HATZGANG FRIENDSHIP WAAAAA!!!!!

also ROY HAS BEEN THROUGH SHIT MY POOR GUYYYY i wanna hug him mannnn 🥺

IMAGE LIMIT IS KILLING ME SO IM GONNA REBLOG THIS WITH MORE SHIT TO SAY BECAUSE I AM NOT DONE MANNN‼️‼️‼️‼️

[quinngefail]

idk if you've already posted abt this before but im really curious on ur general thoughts and feelings abt hoffman :3 he's my favorite character literally ever so im very curious

- 🍩

YEAA Okay so like I do think he's funny as hell in his entire presence and the way he carries himself. He's truly god's most suspicious man who just walks his thick ass around, saying and doing only the most incriminating shit to + around law enforcement. The same man will tie himself up, gag himself with that fuck ass red cloth, and have his fat tits out with a sweat-and-blood-coated body and all. I also think he, Strahm, and Perez all have a very fun dynamic with one another, both in fanon and canon :) And I do think his whole setup is interesting, with being a copycat Jigsaw to cover up a murder and avenge his sister and all. He and Amanda beefing with each other is funny as fuck too, also I also just love him being John's mf Disappointment Child HRKSKGKG. And I desperately need to study him in a damn lab for saying shit like "epic bad luck" like 😩😩😩

BUT...... Where I regularly just go and think and think and think and think and think about characters like Adam and Lawrence, I just don't have the same brainrot for Hoffman at all :( idk. I just feel very neutral on him as a whole, where I don't necessarily love or hate him. He just kinda exists to me, and I haven't been able to get myself to get further invested in him 😭

At this point I have only seen 4-6 once, so maybe rewatches would spark some more interest- but right now, I'm just kinda eh on him, y’knowww

[flo-zoinks]

Headcanons for if anyone sat by them at the campfire and just started pulling strands of their hair out…😈

Chlo boo u high-key a freak but I fw it💀❤ I was laughing for a solid minute when I read this oh my goodness😭😭

WHAT I IMAGINE WOULD HAPPEN IF U SAT AT A CAMPFIRE AND STARTED PULLING OUT CHUNKS OF EADH RDR2 GANG MEMBERS HAIR.. (MY OPINION)

(Again as reactions differ greatly between people we are assuming here it's someone similar to John in terms of age gender and likeness around camp)

Arthur - exclaim like "what the hell are yu doing?!" Then leave camp for like a week until hes not mad

Hosea - lean back away from you and tell you off for being such a weird idiot, then just go back to whatever he was doing unfazed

Sadie - literally pounce on ur ass until someone like Arthur pulls you too apart, but she swears its not over and now you sleep scared

Dutch - push you off whatever your sitting on and tell you to leave camp until you get your head straight, then immediately go to the nearest mirror to fix himself

Molly - slap your hand away and look really offended, tell Dutch, then adjust her routine to be furthest from you in camp from now on in anxiety

Sean - be really confused, but try and laugh it off that you want to take his gorgeous looks out of jealousy

Lenny - probably would think it's a bit racially motivated so shove you and tell you that its not okay to do that then leave for the night to talk to Sean or Hosea

Abigail - slap ur face and ask what the hell you think you're doing, and make sure Jack stays away from you

John - give you a confused look and tell you smth like "what's wrong with you man" then leave

Javier - start shouting his ass off at you in spanish for ruining his fine looks and punch u to the ground. He dont freak w someone messing up his vanity

Jack - cry and tell Abigail who then slaps you for being a fool and 'nags' John to do something about it until he eventually tells you you're weird for that but stop because Abigail is annoying him

Mary-beth - move away and stare at you for a solid 10 seconds before saying "what the- please don't do that" then leave. Miss Grimshaw wouldn't let that slide though, and Tilly and Karen would give you evils for a good while

Tilly - exclaim (near shouting) "go away _ that's not normal!". Same as Mary-Beth past that w Grimshaw and Karen

Karen - shove you or punch you real hard, then go for a beer to calm down. Tilly would give you evils for a while. Karen would probably shout at you drunk hours after

Kieran - IM NOT AN O'DRISCOLL STOP IT!!!! Javier, Sean, Kieran and Bill probably jeered you on and patted you on the back after

Pearson - hair? Chunks of it? Be fr now

Charles - "stop that."

Trelawny - try and scare you with a magic trick pulling out some animal really close, then whilst your distracted from pulling his damn hair out he slaps your head and ridicules you

Strauss - (had to look up if he had hair lol) stand up offended and tell you off for your improper behaviour then leave to go work

Micah - firstly that hair would be greasy ass but if you chose to continue he'd try scare you to stop suddenly then talk for a good 5 minutes that you like all people are out to get him as hes a rare winner in a world of losers. If you were any minority he'd call you a slur too and blame ur identity. If you were a woman though he'd probably be into it

Grimshaw - tell you off for a good minute and say you've ruined her night as she goes to bed steaming. The girls would later get really mad at you for putting her in a bad mood

Reverend - insist you are hurting a kind priest, but whilst drunk ask you why you hate him then vent that so does God

Bill - beard hair right....? Grab your hand and pull you UNCOMFORTABLY close to warn you, then shove you away angrily saying you got lucky this time loser

Uncle - same w the beard hair right?? Yell out at you the most ABSURD CRUEL insults then tell you that you can pull chunks of his ass hair to. Hopefully you leave before he flashes you.

Thanks for asking me omg💀💀!! Tell me who I forgot yall xx

[brotherwtf]

We need more sub top gale fics omggggg i need it so bad😭😭😭

SUB TOP GALE???? ANON YOU CANT JUST DROP THAT BOMB AND EXPECT ME TO BE OKAY OH MY GODDDDD

sub top Gale..... sub top Gale oh my God sub top Gale... I'm spiralling anon what have you done to me

Gale who always wants to please, to put a smile on John's face, to make him feel good and have him bucking his hips up in pleasure, grip the sheets while he keens high in his throat

but he also wants to be bossed around, told what to do, wants to go so numb that he doesn't even need to think, wants to be used as a toy almost, and John obliges him perfectly

BUT Gale is also a fucking brat, whenever John is ordering him around he'll be like "oh yeah? or what?" and the fight makes the fall even better, because at some point John will snap and just be rough with him, tie him down or gag him or put nipple clamps on him, telling him he's been bad, he's only good for being John's toy, huh? but God does he have a mouth on him, toys don't talk do they? and Gale whines and nods while John grinds down on him, looking up at him like John hung the damn stars

will do anything for him, would spend hours on his knees while John runs a hand through his hair, calling him good and so damn pretty, tucks his thumb into Gales mouth and hooks his jaw open, spits in his mouth and makes Gale swallow, and Gale does so so well, always wants to please John, could never dream of doing anything wrong (of course, this is after he drops, he's a big piece of shit when he wants to put up a fight)

anon I fear you broke me with this ask I'm spiralling this is one of the tastiest and juiciest things I've ever thought of

[rosemariad]

SUPERNATURAL SEASON 15 - THE BITTER END - SERIES FINALE

We finally made it here.

Ooooooooh boy. 😬

The opening for THE series finale felt out of place to me.

You’re gonna waste minutes on this really?

How about a discussion about how they beat God, like they actually managed the impossible - 2 dudes just take the fight to the OG master & creator of the universe and won that shit with some plan they pulled outta their asses. Their surrogate child went on to become the next primordial being to reign over the universe. But no, we’re not gonna even talk about any of that.

Coulda done a million different things even with the COVID restrictions (the two actors in a room across a table, do whatever to keep them safe) but whatever 🤦🏾‍♀️

So after God comes vampires w/ masks? Really SPN?

The minute Dean slammed the Impala’s trunk shut after sundown made me nervous (that would be the last time he’s with his Impala, the last time he ever sees her w/ his own eyes 🥺😭)

Out of all the folks to pull outta the SPN peanut gallery you pick that random chick from 1x20?! Jenny?! Just to kill her off anyway (so I spoke too soon, vampJenny is the official last female to die on this show)

Ah…the nail of imminent demise

That final shot of Sam & Dean was toooo fucking intimate.

Suddenly the Wincest people aren’t so crazy. Why are y’all encouraging this?! Dude, they’re brothers!?! #brothersnotlovers. They could’ve done it like the end of Pearl Harbor where they got Ben Affleck crying over Josh Harnett’s body in the crash. Gimme weepy Sam, that Oscar moment. Dean died sooo young 🥺😒 younger than Mary (I know she was technically in her thirties but TBH she was 64/65), bobby, Rufus, Ellen & John. This is why we can’t have nice things😔

Cas is gonna be so saaaad. He always fought so hard for Dean's sake, only for the guy to die so young…it’s an insult - an outrage really. Dean fought so hard for so long only for him to say - it was always gonna end this way?! 😡

He didn’t have to make it to old age (though he deserved to) but don’t let him die like this. All accepting so soon after resolving the meta plot 😔 there were things Dean probably wanted to do and now, he’ll never get his chance. He could’ve settled down with someone (it wouldn’t have been Cas since he got killed off already but shit I would’ve settled for Dean to settle with anyone for a minute, like Sam did) - also would’ve been nice to hear from Jody or Donna and others one last time but hey fuck the side characters 🤣 (oh COVID the scapegoat that keeps on giving - it’s like the showrunners forgot the convenience of modern technology).

So Chuck definitely won - he's no longer burdened by having to deal w/ the universe and one of the Winchesters died anyway. Not exactly as planned but they never broke free, not really. I totally subscribe to this theory. Especially since it’s alluded to that Dean Jr - Sam’s son - is a hunter also at the time of Sam’s death by old age (we think…I’m just saying that’s an awful not of tubes and stuff for the old man, maybe just to monitor his heart rate/health - eh)

The Sam wig is bad but eh - doesn’t bother me - we’re talking about a CW show wrapping up a project, it’s not the end of the world people, the plot is what matters and the plot here is a fucking shit show my lord. It’s not the first show to suffer a shit ending for a show that captivated worldwide audiences, but damn this is a bummer.

But yay for Sam apparently - couldn’t think of a better name for your son than Dean Jr.? It only makes sense to make the kid a junior if it was Dean’s actual kid, like Dean would’ve been Dean Sr. And his boy would’ve been Dean Jr. or Dean W. The II. And and hello there Woman Whose Face we don’t get to see (really committing to limiting women’s presence in the show - again probably blaming in on COVID but if you have a literal baby with this giant man, you can chance a woman being there in an actual camera shot where we can see her face 🙄) Back to Dean - again cuz of COVID? I guess - we don’t get to see him reunite with anyone (not his MOM even?) except Bobby for like 1 second and then he’s just driving around in his car. No roadhouse, no fishing, nothing but sitting in his car, alone killing time until Sam inevitably returns to him.

Oh what a shame…

So that happened I guess. SPN was something else, for better or worse. Probably never gonna get a show like that again. They tried it with the Winchesters spin off about a supposed alternate universe MaryxJohn thing and friends but honestly if its not about the Winchesters brothers or Destiel who cares 🤣 they pretty much wrapped up Sam & Dean’s stories thanks to this finale but Dean (per the Winchesters flop) could be brought back into the fray somehow if they wanted - but hey that’s what fanfiction’s for 😁

Well SPN it’s been interesting…sort of.

On that note…

I wanna thank the fans of the show, your hot takes, memes and general fervor over this show/story is what finally made me watch it all. Cuz I remember the TV spots from back in the day, cruising the CW channel on weeknights after school. I was too busy watching other shows to give SPN a chance while it aired. So thank you 🙏🏽

[lady-margaret]

bridgerton season 3 episode 4 screaming thoughts (unedited)

AW DEBLING THAT WAS SO CUTE 😭 colin step it up jeez

lol she likes that window cuz she can see the bridgerton house from there

oh ben is back at it again

CUTIE POMERANIAN

me and the queen thinking same thoughts cuz?????? how the hell brimsley reading all that from back there

i just know the queen is gonna hate the bridgertons when franny doesnt pick the marquis

HYACINTH 🤣🤣🤣

JOHN FCKING STIRLING JOHN STIRLING IS IN THE HOUSE YALL ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

VIOLET IS SO FUNNY WITH HER LOOKS LIKE SHE CAN JUST TELL RIGHT AWAY

wait theyre so funny 😭😭😭😭 not them literally sitting in silence

alice is gorgeous i cant wrap my head around their family storyline when shes onscreen

OMG IS THIS WHERE THEY’LL PLAY JEALOUS

eloise 😭 read the room 😭

o god colin

oh :((((((((((( oh lol nvm :>>>>>> theyre in agreement

hes so cute 🥹🥹🥹

hElp why am i rooting for debling COLIN DO BETTER !!!!!!! DAMN U COLIN what is it with him and 3somes

franny is so cute 🥹🥹🥹

pausing the ep to say that the visitor for cressida is def eloise

yep i was right

boys rly are boys at any period of time *sigh*

colin get out of there buddy … is he gonna wank it out

look okay portia does have a point but but but 🥺 love

did kate and anthony seriously go on an extended honeymoon 🙃 shes gonna be pregnant when they get back

violet knows what she’s doing and i love her for that

its the hairstyle of the queen the went viral

oh alice ur so beautiful

idk about this violet storyline 🥺 between me and her i feel like im the one who’s not over edmund 😭😭

i want eloise cressida and pen to be just friends and for cressida to say sorry to pen and grovel

LORD KILMARTIN BACK IN THE HOUSE i love him 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

philippa really selling the pregnant thingy 😭😭😭 o are they both pregnant

SNOW ON THE BEACH !!!!!!!!!!

eloise is back

O GOD COLIN ‼️

debling is connecting the dots

okay so colin, honey, listen. you will only resolve this if u like propose like rn

portia pls love ur daughter

AW IT WAS SHEET MUSIC??? 🥹🥹🥹💕

COLIN YES GO COLIN wait he ran after the carriage 🤭🤭

wait did they not play jealous at all yet? or have i missed it

COLIN SAY IT SAY ITTTTTTTTTTTTT

CARRIAGE SCENE PLS ‼️🤞🤞🤞

despite being the writer of the bridgerton family, and yes he is good with words, he has yet to have like a distinct monologue or line that becomes the pinnacle of the season

YES PENELOPE YES SPEAK UR TRUTH AND GET UR MAN

omg omg omg omg omg

i forgot what song title it is but omg its the pitch perfect song 😭

OH HES GOING FOR IT

seggs scenes are so awkward for me lmao

okay wait i love this

AHHHHHHHHH

oh no now he has to find out shes lady whistledown

OMG HE SAID THE THING HE SAID THE THING

[romsabombs]

it's that time of the month again guys!

Malevolent part 47 The Hand live notes!!!

AMAZON AD👹 ANOTHER AD ANOTHER AD ANOTHER AD CAN WE JUST START THE EPISODE

FINALLY!!! um whats happening

are their asses still wandering aimlessly

six hours bruh 💀

a cage :/???

a what

a crime! no doubt!🤓

HAHA HE HAS THE PLAGUE i said yesterday That man probably has every disease by now

hes gonna die so bad guys hes a sick victorian child

ohhh john please carry me to the garden so i may see- um Hear the flowers one last time🤒

his sickness😟 i cant believe our actions have consequences

theyre ganging up on yorick😭

HAHA hes fine Physically me asf

"indescribable horrors" that doesnt stop john from describing every horror in immense detail

"we both have" im sorry john did you get stabbed like eight times🙄 this aint about you

💀he folded💀

HAHA so he wasnt lying damn😭 I KNEW IT blud was so ready to kill more children

john defending his comfort character

😟Sold Your Soul😟

"i offered myself to it" gayass

this speech goes so hard actually

NEW MUSIC NEW MUSIC

omg it sounds more hopeful now :((

aw he thanked arthur :)

god damn it yorick🙄

WHAT does the corpse have the hand

i mean they did pinky promise

HIS EYE 😦😦

loose enough to pry with ur fingers😨

yorick is building frankensteins monster i fear

MALEVOLENCE MENTIONED NO WAY NO WAYYYYYY NORWAY IS THIS WHY THE SHOW IS NAMED THIS

can yorick lie is that a thing😟😟😟

come on arthur you were a boyscout u can climb this easily

"the pole is wood" just like mine haha🙏🙏🙏🙏

theyre gonna start a forest fire😶

just throw something at it guys idk

omg a pin‼️ throw something at it!!

"excellent hypothesis my king🤓" "JOHN👹" "right!!🤓"

THEYRE GONNA THROW A ROCK YEAAAAA💥💥💥💥

hows he gonna throw when hes blind

why is he so good at throwing wtf

i guess we cant stay here throwing rocks for the entire episode

ALEXANDER :333

EUHGHH😟😟😟😟😟

DONT THROW ROCKS AT BIRDS THATS HOW THE HORRORS HAPPEN

maybe alexander isnt evil n hes just trying to protect us idk🤕

"i was never much for athletics" we can tell

theres gotta be a theme this season and its gotta be Children or Childhood or something

"if they could see me now" mmmm

WHAT IS THAAATT HUHHH

😨😨😨😨

WHAT IS THATTTTTTT WHAGAAT

maybe its just a freaky bird

hes so good at falling down holes

WHAT HAHA WE CANT RN😭😭

😦ERM? YORICK???????

KELLIN MENTIONED big day for gay people 🙏🙏

so was yorick always evil orrrr coz he said My King instead of john and yorick has called him john before

guys i think alexander might be the Not Evil one here

hand of malevolence would go so hard as like a window decoration

ur telling me john knew what a Hand of Malevolence was and didnt link it to the dark world

NOOO DUMBASS

ummm 😟 whats all this then

YORICK :3333 HIIII :3

what 😀

"john" :3

HAHA what is going on bruh

OMG WHAGT 😃😃😃 thats banger

"thank you i think"

:(( aw alexander IS evil :((((((

she? 🤕

OHHH IS IT LILITH IS IT LILITH PLS LILITH PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

lilith and kayne are having a custody battle over them funny as hell

OHHH she was in the portal

TEEHEE WE'RE HER FAVORITE :33

dont confront her i feel

but theyre BOTH terrible at lying🤕

they're cooked i fear

hes DYING😟😟😟😟😟😟

An Owl Being Strange

flies are insects darling

they finally appreciate yorick :)

john we dont have time for this omg

HAHA silly asf

they have a safeword now

harlan's really making us work for it like im gonna forget this if they dont point it out

the candle has been running out for hours fr

nooo :( r we approaching the ending

how do we still have like 15 minutes left

HAHA this is so funny theyre roleplaying

theyre yes-and'ing like theatre kids

i mean i bet she noticed yall were gone for a solid 15 minutes

so is the king in yellow just not a threat anymore like did we defeat him i forgot

are we in an alternate universe then

i know far too much!🤓☝️

arthur caught the decima virus i fear

STOP COUGHING im so worried

arthur needs his vaccines fr

is he gonna faint

"and if i am sick-" "you are😐"

OH the ring

hes really gonna go over there and spread his plague around 🙄

i feel like arthur wont even make it to the castle🤒

he coughs like a dad

"lean on me" maybe if you had a physical form😐

oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

we just have to wing it i guess

its WHAT😨

what is going on man 😟

UM😦🤕

WHAAT THATS IT? wtf

[soularsss]

some heavy spoilers for thunderbolts under the cut

John saying on your left before smashing the power box was so stupid i love him 😭

When he shielded bucky in the sentry fight </3 my boys UGH

SENTRY!! THE VOID!! he was so fucking good oh my god. I really enjoyed the talk of him having delusions of grandeur and that sorta flowing into how fast he detached himself from Val, like it made it really believable that he’d go over the edge like that so fast!

I loved his lines as sentry they were just soooo well chosen. I can’t remember quotes directly but there was the whole part where he was like “why would i need to kill them, they’re no threat to me” ME. I fucking loved that LMFAO Even if they were a threat to the public, Val realllly didn’t put any thought into making him care about the public

Also his logic about being a god because there’s a god in the avengers was so funny to me.. like yes king.. im following your logic and you are SO right

The way they showcased his powers reminded me somewhat of Omniman (the flight aspect at least) But I thought that entire fight scene was so fucking cool i LOVE me an egregiously powerful goober!!! When he pinned Yelena to the roof, dropped her AND caught her all in quick succession.. man that was cool.

I’m curious to see the extent of what HE can do, outside of the void stuff! The void was super super cool too

over all i think they did a really good job making him really FEEL as powerful as they made him

i THOROUGHLY enjoyed the movie, I would have loved to see everyone’s Void Rooms to be honest, i think that’s the only real complaint i have? I loved having Yelena as the star but I would have also really liked to see the others overcome their own problems a little more?

there was no real mention of their struggles except when they were bickering with each other

Like Walker didn’t get to process tfatws much (if at all), we didn’t get anything from ghost, and nothing from THE WINTER SOLDIER? I know the movie was relatively long and they probably felt it would be too heavy but i really adore all of the thunderbolts so obviously i want them all to get the opportunity to come to terms with what they’ve been through? I know the general beat was they can lean on eachother and that was the takeaway and in that aspect i think they did really really well!

some rough ramblings about walker, they might not make total sense because i am yapping into the void and not proofreading but hopefully u get what i mean:

I can’t lie i adore Walkers story so much mainly because it’s just such a realistic rabbit hole of events and he may be an ass but I found his entire storyline so far to be really compelling. He just feels so real and raw and like that really could be what happened to a person put in that situation :(

I think he’s going through a serial case of big strong military man can’t talk about or process what he’s feeling because HELLO the complete denial about his family leaving him

I had a feeling she was going to i can’t lie.. John is so damn focused on himself and consumed by trying to come to terms with who he is, it’s certainly a shame because i feel like one of the only tethers he had to his sense of who he should be, was his wife?

he denies that outwardly by putting up that big asshole facade and acts as though he is sure of himself, i think he also is still trying to act as the person he thinks the others are expecting him to be

i think it happened very passively in the background of watching Yelena progress as the protagonist but John was definitely improving throughout the movie, easing into a more team oriented position? He has years of experience working in a team so I think it was probably somewhat like relaxing back into himself, or at least the version of himself before his major mental health crisis in tfatws

im super happy to know he’s returning in doomsday! With such a massive cast again im not going to hold out for much individual character progression LOL

aaanyways.. Walker is an asshole in this movie (especially to Bob! the poor guy LOL) but i can’t help it.. he’s so compelling

i really enjoyed getting to see the light shine through his walkerness occasionally:) The fruit scene is the obvious example! But i think there were quite a few moments where he was very subtle but keeping an eye out for his buddies, he’d never point it out though.. god no.. far be it for mr big tough guy to help his friends!!

one thing from the trailers i was HOPING to see and didn’t, was the fight in the vault between him and the swat guys 😔😔 That’s just me being a Walker enjoyer and wanting to watch him kick some ass though. It was fun seeing him in action against the other thunderbolts! To be honest i just enjoy watching the super soldiers do super soldier things LMFAO it’s really a non issue

P.S Bob PLEASE unbend the taco shield

WHY IS IT STILL BENT IN THE END CREDITS SCEEEENEEE

P.S P.S i can’t believe he actually called it a taco in the movie 😭 I (and other people im sure) have been calling it that since seeing it in the trailers, so when he said it in the movie i fucking died

[john-mary-andco]

“Yoooo we got people watching us, John!”

“Oh…Great…”

“We have what?”

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Welcome to the second “John and Mary” ask blog! This one, the time is around when they were in high school, so obviously no Ryder yet (although you could technically send asks about him…for fun…). Here’s some info about some of the characters! More characters will come if people ask for them.

John Emerson- 16, sophomore; Kinda popular guy if I do say…Although he’s popular in the way that everyone is either SUPER nice to him (fake) or scared of him. He’s told people that he’s interested in becoming a cop, and most people tried to get on his good side so they “don’t get in trouble”…He tells them that’s not exactly how that works, but he’s given up at this point. At least he gets to avoid the bullying part of high school. He looks super scary and intimidating (which, he is…) but he’s also really cool and he’ll try to help a person out if they’re having a problem. (Ex: Driving a person home because they missed the bus, he lets people vent to him if he has the time, etc.) He overworks himself a LOT. He has a lot of freedom, but that’s only because his parents. Don’t. Really…care? He guesses that he wasn’t planned, and his parents weren’t really interested in taking care of him after he got to the age where he could take care of himself. Bro is a people pleaser, someone please tell him he’s doing a great job…

Mary Winters- 15, sophomore; She has a late birthday, but everyone assumes that she’s really smart because she’s a year younger than them (She’s a few months younger than John). She IS pretty smart, book wise. People and world wise…Not so much. She’s usually quiet, and focuses on her work. She isn’t picked on much. Nobody really knows she’s there half the time. Where John’s parents were neglecting, hers was controlling. She can’t do much of anything without their permission and supervision. God forbid she goes outside without telling them, she’ll get an earful about it later. All she knows is school, home, and that’s basically it. It seems like her parents don’t want her to…grow up. She doesn’t question it though, after all, it’s all she’s known. She gets absolutely petrified if a boy asks her out (joke or not), her parents would probably ground her if she said yes. She’s not even allowed to go out to eat without her parents being there…Give my girl some damn freedom PLEASE. 😭 (Don’t worry, John does eventually).

Altair Sterling- 14, freshman; He’s the new boy of the group. As a freshman, he used to get RELENTLESSLY bullied, before John took notice of it and people started backing off. He doesn’t really know a lot of people yet, but he’s already taken a liking to John, almost too much. He doesn’t understand it, but he gets abnormally happy when Emerson calls him over from across the hall after school lets out. They get to hang out? He wants to hang out with him? Hell yeah! He mostly likes his math and English classes, but he also likes psychology and space. He plans to become a sort of psychologist, maybe a therapist. He listens a lot…Maybe that’s a good career for him? Ah, he doesn’t know…It’s too early to start planning…But he wants to!

Andrew Barrett- 15, sophomore; He kinda acts like he’s an overly confident person, but he’s actually really insecure, it doesn’t help that he also gets bullied because of his weight. “Andrew, my guy, you don’t look that bad. You’re not unhealthy, you’re fine. Don’t listen to them-“ “Do you think I can do a cartwheel from this end of the classroom to the other when the teacher leaves to go to the bathroom?” “…God fucking damnit, Barrett…” He tries to tease and jokingly pick on John every chance he gets, and tells him ridiculous things that make a man want to throw something. It’s a surprise that John hasn’t kicked him down yet. He is a bro, however. If you need something, he’ll probably go to John because “Emerson knows all” and he’ll fix it for you. If he tries to help? He’ll probably ruin it or make things worse. He’s not one for liking any core subject, but he does like art class a lot. This is his second year taking an art class (it’s art 2, he’s not retaking-). He wants to become some sort of artist, but he doesn’t know which one yet; he likes painting and he doodles a lot in his notes, so maybe a painter?

Now, teacher names! Only the important ones, because 11th and 12th aren’t important.

Mrs. Littrell- 9th and 10th grade English teacher, she’s honestly really good at her job. Everyone loves her.

Mrs. J.- 10th grade math teacher, she’s overly happy, but she brightens her students days with her extraness, they love her (John hates her in the sense of “it’s too damn early for aLL THIS NOISE-“)

Mr. Carroll- 9th grade math teacher, literally so chill, but he also makes sure to get the quota for the day “listen guys, I don’t want to do this either, but I like my job, soooooo….”

Mrs. Kathrine- 9th and 10th grade science teacher, she has two sciences that she teaches: Biology, and Earth and Space. She gives the kids mental health days where “hey, if you have late work, turn it in RIGHT N O W, or it’s half credit for the rest of the year, win or lose, your choice.” She’s that teacher that has all the snacks and literally EVERYTHING a student would ever need stashed in her classroom closet.

Mr. Beach- 9th grade “US history 1” and 10th “US history 2” teacher, he’s similar to Mr. Carroll, but he’s more joking about it. “Oh, you don’t want to work today? Too bad, so sad, *hits his long ruler on the desk* DO IT.” He also taps the ruler on the top of his student’s heads when he’s teaching at the board, because bro is BORED and the reactions he gets are funny. Mary tries to duck away from the ruler, while John grabs it and tries to bonk him in the head with it. He’s lucky Mr. Beach doesn’t like to write people up. He’s strangely interested in all the wars. He also has a rubber duck collection up at the top of his cabinets, his students sacrifices their rubber ducks to him because he’s a cool teacher. Also he claims that he’s married to a woman, but LITERALLY EVERYONE thinks he’s a little gay. “Listen, Mr. Beach said he has a spouse, NOT a wife, plus he doesn’t have kids! HE’S A FA-“ “ANDREW BARRETT IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP-“

Mr. Lawrence- Psychology teacher, he’s THE sarcastic teacher but in the funniest way possible. He turns every complaint and weird comment thrown his way into a salty response. He hates presentations, he doesn’t want to grade them, so he gives the students a puzzle sheet and “claims” that it’s a grade for it. He grades SO SLOWLY. Literally every quarter, there’s at least one student BEGGING HIM to hurry up and grade. “Sorry guys, sports was crazy last weekend-“ “MR. LAWRENCE PLEASE MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO GROUND ME IF I DON’T GET AN A IN THIS CLASS- ITS A C- IT WOULD BE AN A IF YOU’D HURRY THE FRICK UP-“

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I do believe that’s about it! Please no overly NSFW asks, we don’t do that here. However if it’s a “your mom” joke or something similar to that kind of suggestive, go ahead. They’ll probably make a remark back!

Important tags!

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#maryask

#altairask

#andrewask

#littrellask

#jask

#carrollask

#kathrineask

#beachask

#lawrenceask

And of course the characters that will be tagged in the post relating to the ask, but I don’t want to type that.

Please note that there’s obviously mentions of child neglect, discrimination, child abuse (…someone gets a little beat at home) and slightly suggestive language (it’s not THAT but y’know…Guys…being silly and joking around…)

Some asks will be drawn, some will be written!

Thank you, and here’s my main account if you need it@stanleyvampire14 -mod

[zedortoo]

Pizza Autism: the novella

Pizza Tower autism and/or ADHD headcanons go go go!!!!

warning there is. So much under the cut. I go off about everyone's tism

Peppino:

-Middle aged man autism. Ohh my god this guy is so autism we're starting off strong

-Most of his stims are physical and are probably. Not the most healthy (biting, banging wrists together, hair pulling etc)

-He has arfid frfr! Despite being a chef he's very careful about what he eats, however most italian foods are safe foods for him.

-Struggle showing empathy, even if he feels it. Yall saw how he reacted to Gerome mourning John he was out of his depth 😭

Gustavo:

-gnome autism.

-poor dude can't understand sarcasm to save his life. Also really bad at comprehending deeper meanings and stuff... Honestly me too Gustavo. Me too.

-actually gets overstimulated really easily. he grew up in a place similar to the gnome forest in the tower, where the air was always somewhat humid. If there's a dehumidifier running anywhere he can practically sense it and will immediately get upset bc he is too dry 💔

-His stims are mainly vocal (i.e. "I'm going to kill you") but he also likes to bounce on the balls of his feet and rock back and forth!

Mr Stick:

-French autism

-Hes not actually a huge asshole all the time, SURE he can be blunt and come off as rude but most of the time the mean persona is a mask. His really close friends know he's just a weird dude

-(stole this idea from Olympe) He is a routine lover!! Has his entire day planned out as soon as he wakes up. If you get in the way of his routine you will be turned into an ambiguous ball of meat. He was SOOOO pissed off when he got stuck in the tower bc it's wasn't in his routine so he robbed the whole damn place out of malice

-Innapropriate reactions to sensetive situations. If he had to comfort someone it would be Joever for him.

-Represses most stims because he thinks he's embarrassing. When in private though he'll spend ages examining textures and smelling paper (I do this all the time it's so fun). Occasionally when he's tired or comfortable he'll let out a high pitched squeak that noone can believe came from that middle aged man.

-I could go on with more. I love talking about this cunt.

Pepperman:

-Capsicum autism.

-Also has inappropriate reactions to things. Has no vocal control either half of the time he doesn't realize he's yelling

-Has a habit of chewing on/wanting to taste everything. Ate several wardrobes worth of Polly pocket clothes as a kid probs. Has to physically stop himself from giving his art supplies a taste. Occasionally eats an eraser still.

-If someone reorganizes his shit they WILL be killed this dude knows exactly where everything he needs is he has his own fucked up system

-Mainly uses stim toys. Has a collection of high end custom made ones but is too afraid of wearing them out so he chews on a toy dog bone instead and it's mangled to BITS

Vigilante:

-Cheese autism.

-This dude has know idea what autism actually is. He knows he's different compared to a lot of people, but he's never had the right word for it.

-Strong sense of justice. If something is wrong he WILL set it right. He got super upset when he realized Peppino wasn't actually an outlaw and he had tried to kill an innocent dude

-HATES HATES HATES processed foods. says he can taste the chemicals.

-Doesnt really stim in public. He'll tap his boot or spin the barrel of his gun if he gets really overstimulated but he much prefers to just pet some of his farm animals until he feels better

Noise:

-Rat autism!!

-This dude constantly needs to be overstimulated he loves it. If things are too quiet he gets super upset and starts bouncing off the walls and shit

-HATES the texture of carbonated drinks but forces himself to drink them because the flavour is worth it.

-Hes has like, three masks on at all times. There's the feral showbiz fella we all know and love, then beneath that is a more controlled businessman type, and beneath THAT is another, slightly less feral rat man.

-goes semi verbal sometimes. Everything just gets tangled up in his mind and he can't spit out the words he wants. He hates it when this happens during a show.

Noisette:

-Bunny autism!!!

-classic weirdgirl type. Would totally read warrior cats and roleplay as a cat on the playground as a kid.

-Also really bad with understanding emotions. You have to tell her specifically if she's upset you or something otherwise she just will not realize.

-makes a lot of vocal stims. Mainly just little beeps and stuff (I like to think she'd make that one jerma substitute teacher noise. Does anyone know what I'm talking about) Also loves to rock back and forth!!

-Has texture issues. She personally disposed of all the Sherpa fleece in the tower.

Fake peppino:

-autism supreme.

-like fr this dude is just the embodiment of autism. it eats vaccines to get more autistic/j

-cant understand when it's making someone upset. Actually, similar to Noisette, is bad at perceiving negative emotions overall.

-mirrors a lot. I mean that's like an integral part of their character. They mainly take after Peppino but will start acting like someone if he's around them long enough.

-melts into a puddle when overstimulated. Honestly? I wish I could do that too.

-Mainly mirrors stims from friends. It freaked everyone out when they started repeating Gustavo's catchphrase.

Pizzahead:

-PIZZA AUTISM!!!

-horrible moral compass this dude will do anything she wants and genuinely won't see what's wrong with it. Case in point the whole of pizza tower

-used to mask her true silly self a lot to be considered more 'normal' but decided normal ppl were boring as hell and dropped the charade

-arfid haver!! Loves pastries and breads and stuff, basically refuses to eat anything else. Has a personal vendetta against cantaloupe and has vowed to destroy it all bc he hates it soooo much

-taps his foot as a stim!! Also likes to jump around and the like, will rapidly shake their fists if incredibly excited

Gerome:

-Rock autism

-This guy loves his own company. Sure, he'll happily be social, but drops the mask as soon as he's alone. Just likes to be alone!

-Also not big on touch. The only person who's allowed to lay a finger on him is John, if anyone else just like. pats him on the back he will freeze up.

-loves being a janitor because the job is mostly repetitive. He cleans each floor in his own order, he has it all sorted out!

-loves bath bombs and stuff. Really likes the smells and just the fizz and the way they crumble in his fingers. Sometimes he'll just throw one in the sink and watch it for ages

-makes this weird clicking noise in the back of his throat as a stim. It's a rather unsettling noise but it's really the only way he stims in public. When alone he likes to feel textures of different things

John:

-hivemind autism!

-I feel bad for this dude man imagine having your being spread out through several different pocket dimensions and all of them have different textures and shot this poor bugger must've been overstimulated for years

-very blunt. Says what he wants with no remorse. Also doesn't have any volume control so often doesn't realize he's yelling

-I imagine when he was resurrected and was no longer a hivemind he had to take a long time alone just being himself. Duuuude imagine having to mask for YEARS because you were never ever alone I would lose my fucking marbles

-opposite of his brother, he doesn't understand personal space. Will often accidentally get I'm ppls faces because he doesn't realize how close he is to them. This also makes him somewhat clumsy and he has a habit of running into things

-Mainly has facial/expression stims. Will pull a big ol' grimace if something goes wrong and grin like an idiot when happy (see: when he got revived)

[aro-geo-turtle]

OH MY GOD I HAD NO IDEA IT WAS DROPPING TODAY I THOUGHT IT WASNT COMING FOR ANOTHER WEEK AT LEAST

SCREW YOU SLEEP SCHEDULE ITS MALEVOLENT PART 41 TIME

Omg I’m so scared I’m so fucking scared

Arthur screaming at Kayne, what a beginning

Divorce time hehehe…ow

John baby 😭😭😭😭 all is forgiven on my front!!! I love you! Ahhhhhhh I think he’s finally airing out a bunch of stuff that’s been building up inside for a while. Owwwww

I wonder if projecting again is going to be as easy as they’re assuming it’s going to be. It was kinda a heat of battle thing. Either way, the physical toll on Arthur is a good cost to balance it out story wise

This is why John and Arthur work so well together, they fight but in the process they get all their feelings out there and communicated. They don’t let secrets and resentments fester without confronting them

And then they pack their shit up and work together, even when still angry. John’s voice when he tells Arthur that it’s ok 😭 because describing surroundings, looking for shelter and directing Arthur on how to get there is familiar territory, he knows how to do that and do it well so it’s all going to be ok now 😭

Jfbdjdb Arthur reaching for a light switch. Yeah this is going to take some adjustment

Aaaaand a monster already, yay! …wait a second. Jfbjdbdbfbdbdbb omg. An owl!! It’s the bathroom mirror all over again

John is finally able to openly talk about his time in the dark world 🥺

But also Arthur telling him he gets its a hard topic and he doesn’t have to when he’s not ready 🥺 and what we were all thinking, that he would have forgiven John for the deal

PET OWL PET OWL. Come on they deserve it! And I did not expect Arthur to be a huge owl nerd lol that’s so unexpected and wonderful

Welcome Alexander the Owl to the party! I’m so happy about this.

Spooky claustrophobic crack already, huh? Wonderful. S4 was a reprieve from the caves and it couldn’t possibly last any longer. And of course it looks like a mouth. Why not.

Ok writing down this broach description cause it’ll probably be important or metaphorical later: two gazelles, the baby escapes while the parent is eaten by a lion, angry snake in a tree in the background. Weird. A snake in a tree immediately makes me think garden of eden symbolism…

Please don’t enter the spooky crack guys.

No you’re going to fall off the ladder you guys fall down every hole and break every staircase/ladder you go on yep yep that’s exactly what I meant.

Omg letters. They’re going to find Oscar’s letter oh gosh I’m going to cry noooo Oscar’s letter was ruined????

They didn’t lose the gun for once??? Damn. And this is going to be far more advanced weapons tech than this era, this could be super helpful!

Wait Oscar’s letter??? It’s ok??? And they remember him???

Into the crack we go! Damn they’re both getting poetic now

These two spend far too much time in caves for a claustrophobe and a nyctophobe

Flesh! Wonderful! Is this thing actually a mouth?!??

Mmmmmmm ahhhhh what is happening????? This is very freaky! Oh no oh no was that an egg sac???? Ahhhh nope nope nope nope the sounds are not making this better! My only consolation is that it isn’t spiders, I was very scared about that for a sec!

Two paths is diverge in a yellow wood evil flesh cave…

John does seem to have gotten a lot better about his fear of the dark, I guess he’s just had to deal with it enough and been in enough situations where the darkness is actually helpful to get better.

Trapped in a cave with skeletons. Oh not only that, it’s a dungeon! Oh! Oh no! Can we help this guy???

Aaaand that’s where we leave off. Oof. Imma need to process this one. If I can stop laughing about Arthur being an owl nerd lol