#bones and all imagine

[loverangels]

hi!! can you do a lee x female reader where she finds outs she’s an eater after accidentally killing someone and then goes to lee in a panic and he tries to calm her down?

(sorry if this all jumbled 💔)

The red means I love you

Parings- lee x reader

Summary- lee shows you everything is okay and that the red means he loves you.

trope- cannibal lovers?? If that's a trope 👄

warnings- murder, gorey description of flesh and blood, cannibalism , not proofread, drabble

It was never supposed to happen. It was an accident. But it wasn't truly convincing as you stood in an isolated farm the warm sun- warming the sticky wet feeling of the blood lathered over your hair, body and clothes.

You stood over, the now still corpse, the smell of blood still waving under your nose, but now it didn't seem appetising.

You felt sick.

You had killed some random farmer in his own farm not far from his farmhouse, which you now wondered if it held his his family, and you had eaten him after you bought eggs and milk. Right there and then.

Pieces of dewy flesh was still stuck in-between your teeth that were no longer pearly white. Your white cotton shirt was barely clean anymore your now red shirt was far much evidence of the crime you commited. The egg and milk splayed across the grass long forgotten .

Up until now you never understood your craving of blood and flesh.

Maybe it was because it was the farmer first who had been cat calling you and making comments at you from his barn, across from your side of the pavement, walking on the side of the empty road when you made your way to purchase eggs and milk, that caused you to act out.

Or maybe it was because you were hungry and it was about time the bad habits you denied made you snap.

But whatever it was couldn't come now

Not when you had met someone

Not after you had met lee. Lee who understood you. Lee who you loved. Lee who had your firsts. And lee who wanted to live your future with.

Lee who was coming to pick you up right now.

The eggs and milk that you had paid for with the money he gave you, were now ruined on the grass- with you drowned in blood and hovering upon a ripped dead farmer- you knew it would scare him.

Your blood ran cold as you tried looking around for an escape. Maybe for a place to change your clothes or wash the blood off but standing in an empty barn with an isolated road you were stuck.

Trying to think of an escape route for your current situation, you didn't notice the shadow of a figure making is way towards you.

You only seemed to realise when it called out your name.

You snap back to reality to see him stalking towards you eyes squinting from the sun.

You panicked as you saw his eyes slowly peel wider, his eyes slowly drifting down the state of your body to the bleeding corpse Infront of you.

You closed your eyes and swallowed the lump in your throat as you awaited the disgusted screams and revolted shouts that would escape lee.

But they never came.

Upon the sounds of groans and flesh being torn the fresh sweet smell of flesh wavered beneath your nose replacing the tangy dried blood.

As you reluctantly opened your eyes, you were met with the sight of lee crouched upon the farmers body he was clearly feeding on the body.

Eventually he pulled away a hand wiping at the thick blood that was coated around his mouth and chin, blood splattered on his face and dripping down his neck. His tank top now seemed to match yours.

He grinned as he stood up , walking towards you, his grin faltering when he caught onto your panicked look and your wide eye gaze.

His bloodied hands cupped your face.

'i didn't know you were an eater? I couldnt smell it off you how-'

You ripped yourself from his grip shaking your head 'no no no' you panicked your breath becoming raggedy 'I am not.. I am NOT an eater. I don't know how-this was a mistake I don't...' you trail off ' I wasnt thinking-'

Lee grabbed you back into his grip 'listem what you did back there' Lee paused 'that's not normal. You ate him. You ate the farmer. You are an eater and no matter how many times you deny it you will always come back to this situation. Just accept it. I did. I know it's hard but we can't help it. Its either this or we maul ourselves to death. I watched the whole thing and he deserved it okay?'

Tears brimmed in your eyes 'lee I don't know what to do I- ' your eyes drifted over his body 'youre covered in red'

Lee chuckles 'im here for you okay and I'll show you every step of the way this is nothing to be ashamed of.'

He glances at the body beside the both of you 'we should dig the body and then wash up in his farmhouse. He should have some extra clothes. We'll stay here for a bit and then get back on the road with his food and money.'

He cups your face again and presses his bloody lips against yours, passionately your lips melted against each other, before slipping his tongue in your mouth allowing you to taste the coppery taste of blood.

After pulling apart breathless he rests his forehead against yours.

'you see this. All this blood?

The red means I love you.'

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[stealingyourbones]

The Fentons have a new contract with a very important hero.

They’re paid to supply Green Arrow with as many zany and useful arrows that they can come up with and manufacture

[chalametluvrz]

dating timothee chalamet

timothee x afab!reader (mainly gn! expect on nsfw bits)

towards the start of the relationship, i think he'd be pretty anxious

he'd often find himself messing around with his hands a lot on dates

or stumbling over his words a little too much with a small giggle

if you've ever seen old interviews of him when he was younger. you know the ones where he gets all shy and giggly? that's exactly how i envision him to be with you

after some time, that's slowly replaced with his hyperactive ass

and let me tell you, boy never shuts the fuck up that's not a bad thing

because of his schedule, he rarely gets to see you in person

so whenever he does, he just has so much to tell you and so much to talk about that he just ends up coming out with a cluster-fuck of words

he always tries to facetime you at least a couple times a week

and let me tell you, the call will always start with him saying 'oh, i missed your pretty face' or 'seeing you has made my day'

boy is madly in love

and even though he hasn't said it yet, it's fairly obvious he's not hiding anything

he's the kind of person to want to keep your relationship on the down low

because if you're also famous, he wouldn't want to cause any issues or drama through tabloids

and if you aren't, he'd feel awful dragging you into the world of hollywood

eventually though, as most celeb relationships do, you got found out

someone caught you out on your 6 months anniversary

and that was it; twitter was going mental

timothee soon figured out that he probably had to say something

but honestly, he was kind of relieved he didn't have to hide you anymore

the morning you two woke up and saw yourselves going viral on twitter, there was a bit of a mad scramble between the two of you

before eventually, timothee chilled out

'but now i don't need to hide we're together, anymore. i can let the world know you're mine.' he'd say to your confusion at his relaxed state

cute but also now all of timmy's fans are stalking your instagram

cooking meals together!!!

i have a feeling timothee's love languages are more tailored towards physical touch and acts of service tell me im wrong

so cooking together is such a beautiful thing for him

as much as timothee loves taking you out, i think he'd much prefer to cook a fancy pasta dish together with wine over that any day

he also strikes me as a cosy movie date guy

but honestly, it more than likely turns into something else

don't fight me on his, he's a horny guy

like bro would get a hard-on just snuggling with you

when you first started dating, he'd get all shy about it

he'd apologise frantically and his face would be redder than ever

after dating for some time, he'd be less phased

unless you showed and expressed discomfort with it of course

after the shock of you dating slowly weaved out of the fans

timothee would definitely start posting you on his instagram

he just needed the world to know how obsessed he is with you

arguments are rare

extremely rare

they usually only happen when timothee is stressed

feelings get heated and you end up making some snippy comments at each other before one of you gets up and leaves the room

after you've both had time to cool down, you're both mature enough to talk it out and apologise for whatever each of you or one of you has done

communication is a big thing for timmy, so i think arguments are heavily avoided because he encourages you to come to him about anything

any concerns, rants and problems you have, he wants to know

he's a flirter, let me tell you that thankfully not with others

always dazzling you with compliments

you're in the crowd at a press tour? he's staring, smirking and winking at you the whole time

you're supporting him whilst he's on set? the man can't take his eyes off you and is coming to hold you the second the shot is taken

you're on facetime? every odd sentence is him saying some suggestive comment or simply how stunning you are

the man cannot get enough of you

going back to the horny thing...

he has a high sex drive

there's absolutely no doubt about it

he is a giver!!! the man aims to please!!!

could eat you out for days

i've already made a headcanon about him eating you out so i will be brief BUT!!!

he's messy!!! the wetter the better!!!

will overstimulate you with hid tongue any day

and then make sure you cum on his cock as well

you know what they say about tall, skinny boys? wink wink

i'd say he's a good 7 inches, 7 1/2 at a push

he knows how to please you, and he's eager to learn what makes you tick

even though he's mainly a dom, i can see him being a sub at times

only on rare assurances though

being his date to things like the met gala, oscars etc

after being open about your relationship, he couldn't wait to take you everywhere and anywhere with him

loves it when you wear his clothes

but i feel like all boys do?

especially when he's away, opening up a facetime call to see you sat there in one of his t-shirts. he actually thinks his heart might implode.

this boy will actually love you with his whole heart

the cutest, softest and proudest boyfriend around fr

[cora-illus]

(most of) the individual backgrounds from my gideon the ninth amv. ive been waiting so long to compile them all

[bonefall]

a while ago you said that Starclan cats design kittens and customize them with patterns and colors from their parents genes. So, do the clan cats raise any eyebrows when it comes to people who know cat genetics? Is there a geneticist who is holding their head wondering how these two cats have this colored kit while their starclan designer was just playing around? Or do the Starclan designers still have to stay within the rules?

Basically, do the humans notice that some of these clan cats are sparkle cats lol

I try to not get too "lost in the weeds" since the humans aren't the focus of the story, just taking care that they DO have real motivations behind their actions rather than construction crews materializing out of nowhere to Do A Chaos, but...

First, the genetics of cats in Albion are different than humans in equivalent Great Britain.

Partially, this is because I honestly just don't really enjoy learning about in-depth genetics or applying them realistically. I like drawing anime characters and writing anime battles, so they have anime genetics. But more than that, off-screen, the intelligence of cats has altered the timeline of this world.

If cats really were capable of higher thinking, that totally would have had some butterfly effects. I like dropping crazy alt-history and then not elaborating on it, because it's funny. Archimedes' cat helped him invent a death ray, btw.

On that note of genetics though, you guessed right. StarClan designers DO have to work with what they have. Whatever the genetics of this alternate universe of cats are, every kit born still abides by the laws of nature.

Which brings me to...

Second, the researchers do notice that the Clan cats are special. In fact, there is a "study of magic" in this universe-- Thaumatology. "The science of wonder."

(There's no world where magic actually factually exists that science isn't all over it lmao)

Thaumatology facts I haven't shared so far since it's all offscreen and just Bonus Worldbuilding;

It is a "soft science," not a hard one.

It has a LOT of problems with replicability. Thaumatologists and Quantum Physicists have a lot of in-jokes.

The most well known (to the point of being a cliche) is "magic and quantum particles both hate being watched."

Magic is highly variable based on a bajillion very personal factors, like emotion, environment, culture, personal background, etc, so it's severely difficult to re-create it in controlled environments.

Thaumatology has a lot of overlap with sociology, archeology, and theology, so people from these fields work together a lot.

There was absolutely not a dedicated Thaumatologist working in the Research Team early on, sadly.

It was probably discovered when the Battle of the True Eclipse blew out a bunch of field cameras.

It's pretty common that photography equipment fritzes out a bit during "supernatural" times like eclipses, but the damage was extensive enough to be noteworty

The Clan cats were initially notable just for the fact they had advanced culture.

Cats are usually comparable to crows and monkeys, in this universe. So cats with fire and a crude writing system were enough to SHAKE the field of zoology.

The fact they're cats helped a lot. The public loves cats, enough that since their discovery after Speckletail attacked a bulldozer, massive outcry has secretly helped the Clans several times.

The discovery that the culture also has Thaumatological elements is more of a goldmine for a scientist than the public, though.

It's common knowledge that "animals are magic," because humanity projects traits onto them. "Of course they do, they're cats...?"

The Thaumatologist is freaking out because "THE CAT IS PROVABLY DOING ITS OWN THAUMATURGY"

Most people don't know the difference between Thaumaturgy (the functional work it does on the world) and Thaumology (the study of that as a whole), so this particular scientist is going to have a hard time explaining WHY this distinction is so special.

(And possibly even offensive to certain groups, who would insist only humans are capable of this)

In any case, eventually there would be Thaumatological interest in the Clan cats, but they weren't there in the mid to late 2010s when BB!ASC takes place.

[spiritboxies]

tfw u (a cyborg who's 99% machine) outlived ur best mechanic (whose day job is being a rockstar) so now u have to do all ur maintenance and repairs urself

[n0tamused]

dottore having to dispose of a faulty clone (maybe bc they were threatening reader) and then handfeeding reader parts of it like cannibalism as a metaphor for love…. do we see the vision or is this a little too 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 💔💔

A/n: pookie you're all good, thank you for feeding my brain worms with this idea I'm sending you smooches. I do hope I executed this well. I had a lot in my head that I wanted to write for this but I didn't want this to turn into a word scramble so here's this. Enjoy <3

Content: Dottore x GN reader, dark content(?), a bit yandere, implied unhealthy relationship, implied cannibalism, cannibalism as a metaphor for love, idk what else to tag as I never posted something like this so if anything else needs tagging feel free to lemme know

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Several candles lined the polished oak table, its surface smooth and almost sticky, the light rippling over the dark lines of the carvings on top like little light bugs chasing one another. The golden hues danced over the plates as well, but the dim light scarcely allowed for a good look at the dishes.

The fork extending forward to your lips was the only thing that held your attention long enough to be observed, taken in fully, lips closing around the bit of meat and vegetables. The juice and oil fills your mouth, sinking past your teeth and around your gums, the taste is rich yet stale all at once. You couldn’t comment on it, you didn't know what to say about it. Not with the Doctor sitting at your side and being the one to feed you so, so gently.

It's hard to remember when was the last time he looked so gentle, kind even, perhaps when he was lighting up the candles with such care, as if his own breath would blow the flames into a blaze, allowing you to see your plate in full.

The meat was well done, seasoned to your liking, and something told you it was Dottore’s own hand who prepared it, gave it his all to make it so perfect for consumption. Parts of him were laced through every sensation, every smell and every bite. Your own plate is set before him and he's cutting all your bites, spearing pieces of meat and salad onto the fork before feeding it to you, making sure you ate well.

The dull ache in your arms is brought back into memory as you languidly chew on a bite, and your fingers absentmindedly touch over your sleeves over where the bruises lay, feeling the ache grow.

“Do they still hurt you?” His voice called out amidst smoky smells and brown fog, calling you to the present. “Have you gotten any rest at all, my dear?” He added, his head tilting in your direction, his bird-like mask not allowing you for a glimpse of his ruby eyes, but from underneath you can see glimpses of the scars peeking through, teasing your eyes. For some reason he chose to wear it here, now, only puzzling you further. 

“No.. no.. they're fine… I’ll get some rest later tonight, sir..” you reply as you swallow and watch how he grimaced at the title, and you nearly cough from how big this bite was, but you would have taken a bigger bite had Dottore allowed you to feast yourself. Perhaps not, but you told yourself you would. Be it the rich taste or some other factor, you yearned to take up each bone from the meat and lick it clean, sucking out the marrow from within and letting it melt into your guts.

Would he be satisfied then?

Would you be?

The candles flicker. He's still looking at you

“Are you still afraid? I've already told you so, and explained it many times. You have nothing to fear here. This was just an error in the system which will not ever happen again.. and you shouldn't have been around to witness it, anyhow..”. You have to wonder how he can say all this with so little fear. Then again, the clone was his creation. He knew it inside and out, every crevice and every wire.

“I understand.. it's just that.. I'd rather not face the others now..not after that..” 

Truth be told, having him around was also slightly unnerving, as he wore nearly an identical face as the one that harmed you. They were the same, but also not. He was gentle, but he was not.

The one that hurt you was long disposed of and would never harm you again, but Dottore was once the one that hurt you, and now he has poured himself out before you, all for your pleasure and the sweet poison of safety and love.

He hopes to convey it to you through each meticulously put bite, every sip he graces your lips with. He had cut himself open for you and would do so again, just as he hurt you through that error. It came as easy as drinking and breathing. 

“That’s understandable. I assure you are safe, and however dark the night may get - I'll be there with you… But for now, you must eat, not fear. Open wide..”

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

[turtleblogatlast]

Headcanon that Leo really loved to give his family massages growing up. We know that he’s good at them from the episode “You Got Served” and we know he likes spas and relaxation and getting massages himself from when he tried to get these in “Bad Hair Day” and from when Donnie made a tennis ball massage machine in “Smart Lair.”

So I think it’d be cute to think that maybe one day Leo overheard Splinter complaining about a bad back and immediately Leo thinks back to a comic or movie or something he saw where a massage helped so he offers to give one and it actually ends up helping Splinter.

Then April swings by the Lair at a later time and mentions her back hurting because of her backpack from school and Leo’s all like “I gotcha!”

From there, he occasionally manages to convince Donnie to sit for one because Donnie’s shrimp posture does not help him any (Leo pokes fun at how sandpaper-y Donnie’s shell is despite knowing it’s always like that and Donnie smacks him for it.) Donnie usually prefers hand massages instead however as all his typing and inventing adds up over time, and shoulder massages too once he starts wearing his battle shells more. Leo also figures out how to give massages to Raph and Mikey’s shells as well, though it’s a struggle at first to not scratch his hands on Raph’s spikes.

I think since Leo has such bad luck with spas and the like, he tries giving himself massages (though it’s not as helpful.) Like, with how his abilities work his legs are probably always aching from his portal jumping and one foot landings, so maybe he branches past back massages out of a need to help his own aches too. (Though he really wants a shell massage himself, the same way he’d give them…the one time with Donnie’s tennis ball massage machine was but a short moment of what Leo’s been missing out on and what he’ll continue missing out on…)

I don’t know, I just think it’d be cute to think Leo could have honed his massaging skill this way in order to help out his family (and also partially because he wants a massage himself.)

[kteezy997]

Hello I’m sorry to bother you I saw your bio says your requests are open and I was wanting to request a smut with Lee from bones and all. My request is Lee taking his girlfriend and fellow eaters virginity he is soft and dominant with her saying she is his girl. If that’s out of your comfort zone or you don’t want to do it that’s fine! :)

His Girl//Lee (Bones and All)

Warnings: mention of murder, mention of cannibalism, Lee and reader are eaters, blood, smut, female receiving oral sex, reader’s first time

•Unedited at this time•

He had killed for you. What else was love? You didn't think there were many people in the world that could say that about their partner, that they would kill for you.

Lee was a great boyfriend and the best protector you could have ever asked for. And now that he you had shared someone together, your relationship felt more serious than ever. You felt so safe and secure with him. It is quite an intimate thing for an eater to share their food. So it was clear now that you had a strong bond and a mutual trust between you.

The two of you were able to return back to your motel room undetected. You were both cover in splotches of blood from the mouth down.

"C'mon baby, let's get cleaned up." Lee said, a silly grin on his face. The blood spatters on his cheeks were like a gory five o'clock shadow.

You weren't nervous, everything felt natural as you went into the bathroom and saw him getting undressed as you started to do the same.

Lee turned the water on and took your hand to lead you into the shower.

He was the first person to make you feel seen and loved. He was your family now. Your parents had abandoned you, not that you could really blame them. They could no longer endure the trauma you had brought into their lives. They could not go on hiding what you were.

But what you had now with Lee was even more special, because there was no obligation. He chose you and you chose him.

The water washed over your bodies. You welcomed the warmth and it felt so relieving to get the blood off of you. You watched as Lee's pinkish brown hair was drenched. He looked so handsome, as always, as the blood was rinsed from his jawline.

Lee pulled you into his chest, kissing you and letting the water fall onto your head, soaking your hair. You picked up the washcloth and got it wet under the water and massaged the bar of soap onto it. You then started to lather his arms and chest with the cloth.

You looked down at your feet, seeing the blood mix with the water and the white suds of the soap, looking like a melted strawberry milkshake under your feet.

Lee took the washcloth from your hands, and gently ran it over your back.

You looked into his green eyes, and that was all he had to do to warm you from the inside out.

"I love you, y/n." he whispered.

You smiled, “I love you too.”

He matched your smile and kissed you again.

……

You got out of the shower and onto the bed together with Lee crawling on top of you. He spread your legs instantly, dipping his head between them. He flattened his eager tongue onto your clit, swiping up upward, slowly, over and over, savoring your taste.

“Mmm.” he moaned against your clit, the vibrations making your toes curl.

“Oh, Lee.” you panted, put your hand in his hair as his tongue danced up and down your slit. “Fuck.” you cried, letting your head fall back. You grabbed the sheets a moment later as he wiggled his tongue, agitating your clit. You held your mouth closed to muffle your moans.

“No, baby.” You heard your boyfriend’s voice. “Don’t hold back. Open your mouth, I want to hear you.”

You looked down at him, he held your thighs in his rough, tattooed hands. His eyes watched you as he returned his tongue to you your folds. “Mm, fuck.” you whimpered.

“Yes, my sweet girl. You’re so good.” he praised, squeezing your thighs in his palms. As he massaged your clit with his lips, he rubbed your outer thighs.

Your arched your back, feeling euphoria take over your body. You moaned without shame. You no longer cared if your motel neighbors heard you. Lee gave you permission to be loud, and that was all that mattered.

He wiggled his tongue, darting it into your pleasure points over and over. “Come for me.” he panted softly from between your legs.

And you did. Your body shook from orgasm. You shuddered, accidentally squeezing Lee’s head with your thighs.

Lee raised up into his knees, holding your legs apart. “Are you ready?” he asked, looking at you so tenderly.

“Yes, I want you, Lee.” you replied instantly.

His lip turned up into a smirk, he tugged slightly on your legs, thrusting his hips forward. “This will hurt at first.” he warned, “But I will stop if you tell me to.”

There was an intense pressure as he pushed the head of his cock inside of you. You held your breath, wincing. You gripped the sheets again. You could feel his cock tearing your pussy walls with each centimeter of his length.

“Are you good?” Lee asked, putting his hand in your hair.

You nodded, clinging to him.

“I need you to use your words. Nodding is not good enough right now.” he said firmly.

“Yes, it hurts. But I don’t want to stop.”

“Okay, I’m just going to go all the way in, like ripping off a bandage, yeah.”

You nodded, “Yeah.”

He slid his cock in, sheathing himself entirely. His chest touched your breasts, and his face was just inches above you. He groaned, wincing and clenching his jaw. “You’re so tight, baby. But it feels good.” He held himself up with his flat on the mattress, and slowly bobbed his hips into you.

“Mm.” you muttered as the pressure inside you lessened. You were really wet, so his big cock slid nicely in and out. It started to feel good.

“How do you feel, my girl?” he huffed out, going a little faster.

You locked eyes with him. His red tipped curls hung in his eyes, making him look so cute. “Feels amazing, I love you, Lee.”

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[loverangels]

LEE (BONES AND ALL)

the red means I love you

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[iluvxsm]

how did she not pounce on him

[shroombell]

they definitely match each other's freak

[cable-salamdr]

I keep thinking about Crossroads culture since it’s a mix of so many different ones, but what I like to imagine most is them having a big ass memorial or graveyard plaque with names on them: A remembrance for all those that died in the Merge or have gone missing and have not been found again. To vaguely quote episode 1 “The Merge gave me everything I have” “and it took everything from me”

[ginnysgraffiti]

period, cramps, blood.

&. LEE x yn.

how lee would treat you when you're on your period.

(my extremely inaccurate opinion.)

- it goes without saying it, he's not used to it. since the only relationship he used to be in ended badly (rachel), he never had the chance to experience something romantic before you.

- at first he would panic, more for the blood than the actual situation of yours. the smell would just awaken his instincts and he would find himself fighting hard to ignore it.

- lee would hate seeing you wiggle in bed and suffer for cramps. that's why he would go to the grocery shop every day and fill you up with a huge amount of chocolate. all types, from the white to the dark, from chocolate milk to salty chocolate.

- he would just have more excuses to snuggle up against you or cuddle you randomly.

- he would wait for you to fall asleep while he rests his head on your belly to make sure to keep it warm.

- you won't have to move a single finger. your boyfriend would look after everything to ensure you a good rest. (he would probably set the kitchen on fire)

- even if it may not be a huge deal to you, for lee it's always a delicate thing when it comes to your period, and he's scared to death to do something wrong or make you angry by doing nothing.

- he would leave his loose and oversized hoodies on your mattress so you can stay comfy and warm by using them. to him, you definitely look like a cutie minion with his clothes.

- he would prepare a hot water bottle with soft cover every evening.

- he would massage your belly if your cramps are unmanageable.

- he would even refuse to go hunting just to look after you constantly and be there if you need him.

[hydrus101]

I can never decide if post-canon Arthur avoids meat in order to tamp down memories of Faust and the pits, because the act itself repulses him that strongly; or, if he avoids it out of guilt, because he liked it just a little bit too much.

[ryllen]

Was giving these analysis a read [ x , x , x , x ]