#bojack x self insert

[iwishiwascuddled]

“Blake?”

The small figure practically jumped out of her skin, the room not well lighting their face. BoJack had always gone to their place for the night, but recently she needed an escape from her own apartment.

Lighter in hands, joint in mouth, she was caught in the doorway to the balcony pool in her pjs. She took deep breaths, plucking the joint from her mouth. “Could you be any more frightening? Good lord BoJack, it’s 4 AM.”

“I know.” He says. “That’s why I’m wondering why you’re up.”

She sighs, seeing him eye her joint. “I know you’re doing your whole thing with sobriety, but I’m not you!” She exasperates. His face gave her a look that he couldn’t wipe off of his face. The look of a broken soul understanding another. “BoJack, I’m a 6th generation Green Triangle Californian, you expect me not to indulge?”

He was silent, his brows suddenly furrowing. “I never said shit about your pot. You do what you want.” He says. “You’re Blakely Honey. You can do whatever you want.”

Her face slowly dropped. He gestured to the couch. “Wanna talk?”

She snorts a laugh. “BoJack? Talking? This is new.”

His eyes roll hard. “Ok, yeah, make fun of your sugar daddy.”

“You’re not a sugar daddy, you’re...” Blake stutters on her words, setting the joint and lighter on the coffee table. “..you’re my fuck buddy? That’s even worse.”

As they both settle down, she criss crosses her legs, not sure how to start. Her brain was moving too quickly, like try to catch water in a ocean storm with no way to hold it.

He lets out a breath. “So, what’s going on? I mean, in your head.”

“What?” Her head turns to him confused by the statement.

He clears his throat. “Well, I know that you like to think a lot, and I’ve been there when you start to overthink and spiral into the void that is ‘yeah but’ and ‘what if’.”

She turned away, in utter shame. He was right. “Am I...doing something wrong?”

“What?” Her face was crossed with panic momentarily.

“Do..do you not like who I am?”

“BoJack..” She lets out a long sigh, he face in her hands. “What happens when you hate everything you’ve ever become?”

Guilt and fear was struck immediately, the tension in the room extremely high. He takes her hand, his thumb rubbing over her hand. He didn’t know how to answer, this was the question he had been asking everyone his entire life. After Sarah Lynn, he couldn’t afford to be this harsh with a soft soul.

Blakely and him had met through Diane, as Blakely was one of her work associates at Girl Croosh before they had all gotten fired. Blake took an immediate liking to BoJack, and there was something about Blake that BoJack couldn’t shake. Motherly, yet compassionate, things be never had in his life. She could also be as cynical and aggressive as BoJack, but he saw her as a fragile doll. He’s broken too many women now, if he broke even one more he might go off the deep end.

He kissed her cheek and said, “I’m not sure. But I think we can figure out together?”

She scoffs. “Hallmark generic much?”

“Hey, you’re asking the worst guy to give you advice. You should’ve asked Hollyhock.”

She lets out a broken chuckle, squeezing his hand. “Hollyhock’s always mad at everyone. It makes it hard for me to get her like I did you.”

“Hollyhock is just hardheaded, and plus she’s not really into mother figures all that much.” He said. “Blakely...do you..”

She looked up at him, even though they were both sat down he couldn’t help to notice her eyes looked like stars. Even through her pain, through all of the shit thrown at her by everyone in her life, she still managed to have the light of pure life in her eyes. She didn’t let the fame get to her head like it did him.

“Do you like working?” He asks. “As a celebrity?”

She shook her head. He looks at her timidly. “It’s not too late to cancel the job with Princess Carolyn and Judah. You don’t have to be in Birthday Dad.”

Tears start flowing from her eyes. “I just wanna be an author..” She admits. “I wanted to write a medical novel and help change healthcare and immortalise this country to finally be good for once in over 200 years. Why is LA so fucking shitty?”

He sighs, scratching his neck. He squeezes her hand as she leans on his shoulder, and they sit in solemn understanding of the cruelty of the world. No one should expect this much of a college student, nor should they of an asshole actor from the 90’s. People are people.

“I’m gonna call Princess Carolyn in the morning and tell her to cancel the contract. I’m not letting you go any further on this.” He said. “If you need to move back to Grass Valley, I can help you. I can get you on the next bus to Colfax and get you an apartment downtown. You can stay with your family but also still stay in California.”

She wipes her eyes, letting go of his hand so she can blow her nose. “BoJack-”

“I’m not letting you ruin your dreams. You want to be an author, I can do that. Just please, get out of LA.”

“I don’t want to leave you-”

“I’ll be fine.” He stood his ground, firmly at best. “Because for some reason, every time I hit a rock bottom, It gets better until I hit another rock bottom. But I’m not about to allow yourself to rip the silver spoon out of your mouth in exchange for a piece of shit acting career that will make you hate yourself.”

She stayed quiet, listening to this ramble. “Blake, if you stay here any longer, not only will LA haunt your every thought forever, but you will too. Every single moment of your day will be filled with regret if you stay here with me. I’m tar pit and you’re just...”

He stopped to see your face. You were scared, you looked as if you had seen a ghost.

“...you’re just too valuable for me to let you rot in this house with me. I’m not letting you go down with this fucking ship.”

She sighed. “You’re right.”

His face contorted. “What?”

“I said, you’re right.” She slightly snapped. “I tried to make it work in LA, and it’s ruining me. You’re right, BoJack.”

“But you know..” As she continued, he hung on her every word. He took it to heart, harshly at that. Every sentence was agony but he loved it.

~~~

“Hawaii?” He asks. She nods in response.

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while, my flight is in 3 weeks. My step brother invited me to live at his place while he’s on his oil rig in Montana. That’s enough time to wrap up my shit here in LA and move.” She chuckles. “You act as if you’re the captain of this ship, but have you ever noticed you never get to make decisions for yourself?”

“Excuse me?” He smiles back at her. “I can assure you that I am 100% in control of my own life.”

“It’s always your manager or your producer or your agent, even your publicist or your fucking book writer.” Her eyes drool a little. “I never get to hear anything from your mouth, BoJack. It’s always Philbert’s, or Secretariat’s, or..I don’t even know at this point. ”

“What are you implying?” He urges.

“I’m saying, BoJack, you don’t have a free will anymore!” She says. “You just keep getting treated like a replaceable cog in a machine of media, and it’s pointless! I just want you to speak to me, person to person.”

He gives no response. She had a point. Everytime BoJack made any sort of progression, he immediately got sabotaged right back down.

“You should’ve gone back to Wesleyan.” She says. “Gone back to teaching. It’s the best thing you could’ve done right now. But you fucked that up too. Do you know how difficult it is to get to my job - which is in the middle of town, by the way - when paparazzi keep swarming me for Sarah Lynn information?”

He stays silent, anger but love still across his face. She lights the joint as it holds place in her mouth, puffing it until it lights. “I’m sorry.” He says to no one in particular. She scoffs.

“Tell it to the judge.” She says, letting out her breath.

“I didn’t mean for it to be like this.”

“It’s not your intentions.” She says. “It doesn’t matter what your intentions were. Because that part of the situation is over. Now it’s about your actions. It’s about what you’ve done. Its about whats happened and how it’s going to be handled.”

“All I can say is...I’m sorry.” He says. “I have no excuses.”

“I wish I could help you. I like defending you sometimes, because I love you, BoJack. Other times, it’s so overwhelming.” She says. “It’s like trying to swim in a lake with cement bricks tied to your shoes. And every time you’re able to get to the surface, something hits you and you’re pushed back into the lake, barely able to get a breathe in before being plunged back into the cold water.”

He sighs. “Trust me, my friends and I have been drowning for a very long time.” He says. “I love you too.”

She giggles. “Remember when we first met?”

He smiles. “How could I forget? You were glowing that night.” He chuckles in return. “You had the weirdest earrings on.”

“I was going through a custom earring phase, I thought worm on a string would look good.” She laughs some more.

“You did look good.” He said. “You can make anything work.”

“You wanted to say something to me that night.” She said. “But PC pulled you away to talk before we could speak any longer.”

He gulps.

“What were you going to tell me?”

He knew she’d ask. Her memory isn’t good for recent events, but she can keep a perfect record of anything over 6 months ago. Once she’s taken 6 months to process it, then she remembers. It had almost been two or three years now.

“I wanted to say..” he started, but paused quickly. “I wanted to tell you how gorgeous you looked.”

She forces a laugh. “Doubtful.”

“I’m serious. You had the most amazingly sewn blue blouse, it had gold sequins that looks like constellations,”

“I remember, I hand sewn every bead.”

“and you’re make-up made you look like and angel with the white and gold liner and pastel blue lips,”

“You remember the details of my makeup? Weirdo.”

“and you had overall shorts on, and a backpack with roses on it.”

“Get to the point, Romeo.”

“The point is, you put so much work into your outfit and no one noticed. They just...expected it of you.” He said. Her face softly smiled, her eyes meeting his. “But I thought, ‘why did she put so much work into a bunch of assholes’. You should’ve been the talk of the town that night, not some stupid movie.”

“...BoJack, that was a show with you in it.”

“Yeah- fucking- whatever.”

She smiles, leaning back onto the couch. BoJack does the same. She turns her head to his.

“Do you think.. if we had met at an earlier time, this would’ve worked?” Her query seemed far fetched to him. “Like what if we met when I was moving back from Texas? Or before I moved there in the first place?”

“I think that no matter what time you met me, we would always be this.”

“And what is ‘this’?”

The wind blew through the open door, the black night sky peering through his windows like a dripping ooze.

“‘This’ is..” He stumbled. “‘This’ is one of the best things that ever happened to me. With me. For me. And I can never thank you enough, Blakely. I’m so sorry.”

She giggled at his apology. “BoJack, even though you are one of the weirdest things that has ever happened to me, I loved my time with you. I loved every party, every interview, every stroll in the park and every night spent just like this.” She snorted a quick retort to balance the words, “and every night we’ve spent with me trying to get you to hold back your load so I could actually get off.”

“You trained me good. But now I cum on a specific command and I don’t think that’ll be helpful anytime soon.” He smiled at her outrageous laughter that filled his home. Her presence was overwhelming, but also enough.

“Those are the parts I’ll miss. But..”

“But?”

“I won’t miss the accusations.” His heart heavied. “I won’t miss the zero privacy of the architectural structure of your house. Or the fear of you relapsing, or the fear of you going back to your self destructive habits, like going back to multiple month benders where I don’t know if you’re alive. Considering eighteen people have killed themselves on me, I thought I was being generous to you. I won’t miss the idiocy of your schemes against others when you think you’re helping.

I DEFINITELY won’t miss the chicks from the bar leaving at an ungodly time and me dragging you to the clinic to make sure that the next time we touch I won’t get chlamydia.

Another thing I won’t miss? Princess Carolyn.”

He chuckled. “Woah, what? PC? Why?”

“She’s a constant reminder.”

“Of what?”

“That someone worked on you for 25 years- longer than I’ve been alive- and they still weren’t able to fix you.”

The feeling in the room left as he had to process that thought. “You really think that?”

“She’s been with you since your first agent. She worked harder than your actual agent to get you whatever you wanted. She busted you out of bed, she cured your hangovers, she’s taken you to hospitals, funeral homes, agencies, interviews, but you never noticed.

I don’t want to be the girl that does everything for you just for you to not notice and not fix yourself. And I think that’s fair enough.”

He laid there in awe as she stood from the couch, throwing the roach from the joint off the balcony. He hadn’t even noticed she was smoking the whole time.

“I’m heading to bead, Bo.” She turns in the doorway to his room. “I love you.”

As she’s about to enter the darkness, he sits up. “Blakely?”

She turns back around. “Yeah?”

“I want to get you something.” He started, making her giggle. “As a farewell gift. Anything you want.”

She stared at the city outside, leaning against the bedroom doorway as she pondered this. Her eyes meet his again and he’s entranced.

“I always liked hydrangeas.”

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Hello world! This is my first time running anything other than a personal blog, so please bear with me djejjfjfjdjd

I go by Mod Meg, or Mod Diane! I'm twenty-one years old, and I go by She/They pronouns!

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Moral Orel

The Venture Bros

Smiling Friends

Space Ghost C2C / The Brak Show

Your Pretty Face is Going To Hell

Aqua Teen Hunger Force

Metalocalypse

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Futurama

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Bojack Horseman

12 oz. Mouse

[ranchlotte]

so insane i did i a vers with the og manga panel text and an architect one... heh... a dark look into my mind. its twisted. its dark..

[cj-furry-shipper]

Thinking about FOing someone from Bojack Horseman.

I’m honestly thinking between Wanda Pierce and Hollyhock, but I was wondering if people knew of any cool not-so-known characters from the show that stand out to them.

It’s been a while since I watched the show and it’ll be a bit of time before I can start binging it again. So In the meantime I thought it’d be okay to know of what characters you peeps would recommend!

[hhhhoneybeez]

Remember when I said I’d be posting my characters n shit here? Ya well here’s the first. Shamelessly this is my Bojack Horseman self insert. I resonated with this show a little too much so I’m gonna trauma dump all over this character :))) I am using her for roleplay! I am she and she is me. I can Drabble into backstory stuff later If anyone is interested

[atomic-artronic]

Two sets of linked icons done for @canonwulf in return for getting me some dlc's I wanted!

His self insert Heart Strings with Long from Wish Dragon and another self insert of his Deer Dog with Mr. Peanutbutter!

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I wanted to draw them again <3

[surelouisb-arc]

{dev patel, thirty-four, cis man, he/him} || hriday ‘louis’ bhatt is a mutant with the ability of empathy. they’ve been in new york for sixteen years where they spend most of their time as a professor at the xavier institute. when i think of them, i think of neatly folded shirts in the middle drawer, a note from a lost love resting atop their pillow, tying the same tie three times. they are affiliated with the xavier institute.

i believe i have found a loophole in the curse of may’s second muses ! knock on wood !

QUICK FACTS:

full name: hriday ‘louis’ hridik bhatt 

date of birth: june 26th, 1963

zodiac big three: cancer sun, capricorn moon, virgo rising

gender & pronouns: cis man & he/him

sexual orientation: bisexual

enneagram: 2w1

mbti: infj

temperament: melancholic

moral alignment: lawful good

ability: empathy

affiliation: xavier institute

alias: moonstone

various inspirations: james wilson ( house, md ), pearl ( steven universe + future ), steven universe ( the eponymous (as a kiddo) + steven universe future ), honey sugarman ( bojack horseman ), 

BACKSTORY:

triggers: terminal illness, death, luv self-inserting ocd

born in london to a telepath and a reality warper, hriday was not only #blessed to already have mutant parents, but to have loving mutant parents. they were in the middle class, but he hardly knew the meaning of the word ‘want’.

when he began going through puberty, his mother and father kept a close eye on him for any signs of the x-gene activating. of course, there was no way to know whether or not he’d be a mutant, but with two parents who had the active gene... 

at twelve, he found himself in the middle of a fight between his friends... by which i mean literally, physically in the middle. he hadn’t the spirit to fight himself, trying to encourage peace -- but their anger, disappointment, frustration, sadness, memories of the event they were fighting over -- all suddenly hit him. absolutely overwhelmed and on the verge of a breakdown, it was enough to make the kids stop and go get their teacher.

his parents performed various non-invasive, non-sadistic tests to try and narrow down what his ability was. his mother’s telepathy aided greatly, as they quickly learned it was something psionic when he was able to hold a link. although they didn’t know the official name of it, they determined that it was tied to his emotions and the emotions of others. through their simple tests, they found they could project happiness onto him and he could do the same to them... enough to get started.

however, they soon found that, as he was trying to get his powers under control, school was becoming too much. they yoinked him out and home schooled him throughout what would, in the usa, be his sophomore year of high-school.

that said, it was around this time that his father heard of xavier’s. meant to be kept on the down low, the man was a respected and highly regarded mutant. word traveled through the grapevine, and he took the family to nyc to examine the school for themselves.

hriday spent a few weeks around it, but ultimately decided it wasn’t for him and he would rather continue schooling in london. new york in general, though? why, he wound up going to barnard!

he met a woman by the name of iditri there, and this soft boy fell head over heels. it was a quick courtship (listen, he can feel other people’s emotions -- if she’d felt annoyed or uncomfortable, he would’ve backed off for sure) and soon he and iditri were spending night and day together. they ran in the same group of friends, shared interests, and were ultimately just love birds.

but there was a possibility she had an expiration date. her mother having passed from huntington’s chorea, the 50/50 chance was a risky one... but her mother hadn’t even begun showing symptoms of the severe illness until she was in her early 50s, and hriday was one damn dedicated man!

during this time, hriday landed a job at xavier’s as a counselor. as a man whose powers centered on emotion, who better equipped to deal with them? ok, back to the story:

after four years, hriday proposed and the two got married. two years in, they began discussing the possibility of a child. he wanted her to get tested first, see if there was a likelihood that the illness could be passed on; she didn’t want to know. a classic set up for an ‘aita’ post. 

well... you wanna know what settles arguments like that? a broken condom.

they named their daughter khevna, westernizing her middle name to make her school life ‘easier’ and deeming her ‘eartha’ after eartha kitt -- a shared favorite musician, and realized... well... no point in getting tested if you don’t want to know now, but their daughter...

of course, if khevna tested positive, then it would confirm iditri’s situation... if she tested negative, then it remained 50/50. thus, hriday was the only one allowed to look. 

and she was positive. which meant iditri was positive.

of course, they don’t start showing up until much later in life, right? ...in iditri’s case, wrong! at twenty-five, one year after khevna’s birth, lesser symptoms began showing. tremors, general clumsiness -- things she would chalk up to other things, as she continued to beg hriday to not tell her. and he knew she meant it. 

however, when her mind began to follow suit, there was no pretending. in a moment of clarity -- which she still had more often than not -- he had to tell her: you are dying.

he did his best to take care of his wife as she continued to deteriorate, hide the worst of her illness from khevna, and keep his job as a counselor -- but separating work from home was getting more and more difficult by the day. xavier offered him a job transfer, as the secretary had recently taken a leave and he had more than one counselor. the man was organized, and he would have to deal with far less emotions... so he accepted.

the suffering within his household was so strong, it was growing unbearable. the unbearable part being, of course, the fact that it was being emanated from his wife and daughter. 

one day, when his wife had a moment of clarity -- rare now -- hriday encouraged khevna to say she loved her mother, that regret was a heavy burden to bear. but it had all terrified and frustrated the child so much, she couldn’t bring herself to -- she had never known her mother as anyone but the woman who yelled for no reason, who needed help putting on a shirt.

that day, he turned up her morphine until she finally passed in a gentle slumber. but no tears could save her now.

he took a leave of absence from xavier’s after the event and started changing for the worse. he became more obsessive and rigid, organization and tics as a coping mechanism. if he didn’t turn the lights off and on five times, khevna would die as soon as iditri did. he began going by ‘louis’ -- a choice he says he made because it’s easier for americans to pronounce, but really made due to their first dance having been to ‘falling in love with you’ by louis armstrong. he never untucked the sheets from what was once iditri’s side of the bed, never made it his own. he place a note she left for him once on her pillow: ‘out to get coffee, be back soon. love you! :-)’

with his parents an ocean away, and many regrets setting in, his support group dwindled. he was either really good or really bad at grieving.

it took seven months to realize that his income was also beginning to dwindle. he groveled to xavier, but the man was sympathetic. hriday, now louis, took position of english and psionics

which brings us to today. a sad little (6′2) man who’s now just trying to be a good father (khevna about to turn ten, he’s been keeping a close eye on her) and professor... keyword: trying. 

TIMELINE:

BORN -- in ‘63 london to a reality warping father and telepathic mother who both loved him very much!

AGE 12 -- his ability manifested when he attempted to intervene in a fight between his friends. he was incapacitated by their emotions. his parents begin doing their best to help him with his ability.

AGE 16 -- his parents see that he’s suffering in school, due to his untrained ability, and take him out. his father has enough ties to know about xavier’s. they look around, but hriday decides he would rather continue training with his parents... mainly because he got bullied :\

AGE 18 -- hriday returns to the usa to go to barnard university.

AGE 18-22 -- hriday meets and falls in love with a woman named iditri.

AGE 23 -- he and iditri get married. he picks up a job as a counselor at xavier’s.

AGE 24 -- he and iditri discuss having children together, but he wants to know if she’s positive for huntington’s chorea -- what her mother passed away from -- before they make the decision. she doesn’t. but a broken condom makes the decision for them.

AGE 25 -- khevna is born. iditri compromises and lets hriday test her, so long as he doesn’t tell her the results. khevna is positive, which means iditri is positive. 

AGE 25 -- iditri begins showing symptoms early on. he is switched to a secretary position at xavier’s, as being around so much emotion was becoming too much when his home life was... as it was.

AGE 25-31 -- her symptoms go from mild to terrible. khevna grows up deeply resenting her mother for things that were out of her control. at 29, hriday leaves xavier’s altogether. 

AGE 31 -- iditri shows signs of awareness one day and requests, in not so many words, that hriday free her. so he turns up the morphine that the caretaker had carelessly left unlocked and she passes.

AGE 31 -- hriday goes through a total crisis. changes his name to ‘louis’ after louis armstrong, their shared favorite musician. moves to cedarwood, but never bothers to decorate. his obsessive tics worsen greatly.

AGE 32 -- but at least he picks up a career as an ethics & english professor at xavier’s... :\

AGE 34 -- now he’s just a sad little man who can’t get over his wife who’s been dead for three years. has a very tough time connecting to khevna, but little does he know that her ability has manifested and... it’s literally apathy.

CONNECTION IDEAS:

tragic paramour ! this has been sent to the main, but it reads as: around the ages of 33-35. the relationship between them would look like (louis and y/m ran in the same circle. y/m had a close relationship, be it platonic or familial, with iditri, the woman who would be louis’s wife. as iditri’s mind and body began deteriorating, louis and y/m sought comfort in each other. but this comfort turned into something more... after louis mercy killed idirti, he’s been distancing himself severely as the guilt has been eating him alive... let’s have some fun this beat is sick...)

fellow staff ! i’d love some who were there before and after louis’s great transformation. talk about depressing...

students ! louis used to be the cool counselor who’d turn his chair the wrong way to have heart-to-heart conversations with the rabble-rousers... then he was just there to file things away... and now, he’s around to teach english and psychology to the best of his ability. 

support system ! he lost a large portion, but is slowly trying to gain some back. basically, good friends who are starting to wonder if he realizes that he’s still allowed to grieve... but some of the things he’s doing/done are taking it a bit far.

bad influence ! literally just someone who wants him to try to have fun. 

dilf (or pilf) squad ! i think his kid (likely going by ‘eartha’ around other children) might be a little bit older than some (almost ten), but i’m not sure! in any case, he still needs some parent friends :\ he doesn’t know how to raise a child by himself, much less one that went through everything his already has and has more fun in store! 

more to come ! i’m writing this at 4:00am and i know i had more ideas but i’m so tired.

@c23intros​

[teetharentbones]

Self insert bojack oc x William afton thanks @sp0okyprince

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Sorry I can't talk im writing

My

Todd Chavez from bojack horseman x self insert queerplatonic partner fanfiction .

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Top 10 TV Show List

Tagged by @rum-and-shattered-dreams, thanks!

This is a very tough decision and I am very bad at choosing favorites, but here goes in no particular order:

Courage the Cowardly Dog really shaped me in my formative years. It’s funny, dark, macabre, and some great character/setting designs. It’s inspirational and there are plenty of moments that to this day still creep me the fuck out.

I used this gif specifically because I love both TOS and DS9. I mean all Trek has my heart, but these two especially. I’ve watched so much Trek in my life. So much. Dragged friends into the Trek hole. At its core is hope, and that speaks to me. Also cool aliens.

Alright Ed, Edd, and Eddy is really specially because I wrote my very first piece of fan fiction for it. It was self insert where I was accepted into the trio’s close friend group. Also it’s got a great, unique style to it and probably started my appreciation for the lovable asshole characters.

Rick and Morty. This show is a lot of fun, but also with surprising depth. And then a character named Mr. Poopybutthole.

It’s just a great show. Mystery, intrigue, fun characters, monsters, and Waddles. Gravity Falls is Fantastic. 

I’m so surprised and delighted to find this site has Big Wolf on Campus gifs. This show really means a lot. Not to get too heavy but it was one of my big comforts during a really bad period. Also, quite frankly it helped me realize in retrospect I’m queer as fuck and gave me an OT3 whose hill I’ll die on.

Fuck Bojack Horseman is a heavy show and I adore it. I’d say we really don’t have anything else quite like it. It’s especially unique because we get to see from all the characters’ views and feel just a bit of sympathy or empathy for each, whereas most other shows wouldn’t allow us to do that for all the characters. Also this show can go out of the box and push what an animated show can be, especially like with that underwater episode where there was no dialogue (except at the very very end).

Please give me a bluray remastered set with specials and extras please I’m begging you Disney. It made a generation of monster-philes slash scalies. 

The X-Files is another show I watched so much as a kid, then I did an in depth depression rewatch when I hit my twenties. Mulder’s obsession just clicked with me. The mysteries intrigued me, the characters compelled me, the constant danger and unanswered questions gripped me. The later seasons disappointed me. The revival interested me but ultimately while still good it lacked a little something of its original magic. I still believe in the Scully is Immortal theory (look it up, it makes sense!). Also Scully/Mulder/Skinner is an under appreciated OT3.

I used this gif because there’s none specific for Guy’s Grocery Games, and also it’s amazing holy shit look at it. Beautiful. Majestic. Anyway, I’ve heavily gotten into this show and just adore it. It’s fun, Guy Fieri is a treasure, and it has encouraged me to cook more. A very good cooking show.

Alright, that’s my 10. With no obligation I’ll be tagging: @scarscarchurro, @welcome-to-helliot, @arichu, @lynsleigh, @prince-kenni, @celestialwavelenght, @david-browie

[find-your-rp-partner]

looking for all sorts of things!

01. HELLO, MY NAME IS EMMA. i’m in central time zone, and as a college student + future navy sailor i can get a little busy at times. that being said, i have more free time on my hands right now than i know what to do with and i have found that most of my current threads are either going pretty slow or on hiatus. most of my ads in the recent past have been pretty specific, and for that reason i never got too many bites. this is a different ad, and will have many different assortments of interests. all are up for fair game. 02. AS A ROLEPLAYER, i like third-person, past or present tense (sometimes i might accidentally switch between the two! tell me if this annoys you and i’ll try extra hard not to.) i write 500-2000 words per post and while i would prefer you give me at least 2-3 paragraphs to work with, i don’t expect you to always match me. please be literate and have a basic understanding of grammar, if i can’t smoothly read your writing then it sort of takes the enjoyment away from me. 03. AS FOR LIMITS, i would like to avoid: eye gore, adultery/love triangles, all of the usual icks, and drug use/drug glorification. all of these either gross me out or just annoy me and while i understand it makes for a nitty gritty rp sometimes i’d rather not have to deal with them. i can approach topics like alcoholism, depression, suicidal tendencies, and other things easily. please let me know of your limits so i don’t accidentally make you uncomfortable! 04. I PREFER M/M but i’m open to m/f. just please don’t make it boring if we do do that, because most of the m/f rps i’ve had have sort of been predictable. but like i said i am open to having a pleasant surprise! if we do m/m, please don’t stereotype your character based on ‘uke’ and ‘seme’ archetypes! while i don’t mind one primarily topping or bottoming (or switching) i do not like it when their entire personality is unrealistically determined by their preference in bed! for sexual limits, please refrain from all of the usual gross things. i can do a/b/o or mpreg but i don’t require it, it’s just something i don’t mind. 05. ORIGINALS these are all vague and i cannot promise i have a ‘more detailed’ plot for any of them. i’d love to hear your ideas as well! feel free to flood our ooc thread with them. i don’t have a preference for any above 
the other, so just pick one that you like. - first-class passengers who are both old 
money heirs aboard the titanic 
 - WWI & WWII
 - the cold war - 
small desert/beach town (tourist x resident?) 
 - hitmen falling in love with their targets
 - roommates becoming something more
 - partnered or rival spies - 
record store owner x famous musician - 
rival dressage riders or horse jockeys
 - new money x old money heir (1920s or 
modern, gatsby-esque) - professor x student (read: professor hits 
on student at bar, neither realizes who the
 other is until the first day of class on 
tuesday morning) - 
two theatre students who hate each 
other but are paired together either as 
love interests or close-knit protagonists 
in the college’s production of (?) 06. FANDOMS all of these are awesome, but the ones that have a * next to them
 are the ones i am particularly craving. i will NOT do canon x oc. sorry. all of the people i’ve rp’ed with doing that have been the sort 
that like to self-insert, so it’s not my jam. i like canon x canon
 UNLESS it is stated otherwise. - south park* (stan/kyle, stan/craig) - 
it's always sunny in philadelphia (mac/dennis) 
 - yuri!!! on ice* (victor/yuuri) 
 - the man from UNCLE (solo/illya) 
 - the man in the high castle (OCs only) 
 - tes v: skyrim* (OCs only) 
 - bojack horseman (bojack x ??? not sure. just 
like the concept of it, so inquire if interested
and we can come up with something.
specify if you’d want to keep the 
anthropomorphic aspect or ditch it for a solely human cast.) 07. CONTACT i am pretty flexible with the mediums i’ll use for rp’ing, but i prefer 
skype, email, or maybe discord (i’m not quite used to it yet, though.) if you want to rp on a medium i haven’t listed (i will not do aim 
or messengers like that, sorry!) then contact me either on one of 
the listed choices or through pm’s on this site and we can see
if we can work something out. 

 victornikiiforov@gmail.com (email) partybarack.n.thehousetonight (skype)

[cj-furry-shipper]

What’s your favourite (type of) show to watch together? Do you watch on routine or set time aside to binge? with Wanda

Old-school Sitcoms. Wanda absolutely BINGES the show F.R.I.E.N.D.S. with me. We make a day out of it by finding one day a week to watch as many episodes from it as we can. She says it also helps give her ideas for her own shows she wants to direct and produce, saying that it's nice to get the full picture of the idea. We watch it on Saturdays, since she's often busy with her job as being the president of Gronkle. We still go out or stay in when we can of course throughout the week, but Saturdays are outright our "SOLID DAY" where NO ONE interrupts us and it's just us chilling, cuddling, vibing, watching the show. Once we finish it, we'll jump to other shows that have finished since her first coma.