#but I'm sorry wtf were those trains

[emmalily]

Leverage I love you but the DC metro is not called the fucking DC subway.

[arminsumi]

it's the hair.

𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 — 五条悟 ⋅ fem reader

NOTE: lol this is just a dum fluff drabble i wrote instead of studying

SUMMARY — your childhood friend and classmate satoru positively kills you with his new haircut. but he misunderstands your reactions and behaviors, thinking he did something wrong.

WARNINGS — lowercase used, not proofread, misunderstandings between u n gojo, angst if you squint ??

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🍒 𝐉𝐚𝐲 — サクランボ ⋅ 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬/𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 !

you've been eyeing out gojo all day. he's not sure what to make of your expression — it's something mixed between comical worry and genuine distress.

"what? what is it?" he keeps asking you each time you give him the side eye look-over. "do i have something on my face?"

"no. it's nothing." you reply curtly.

he squints skeptically at you.

from class to class, he ponders alongside suguru. did he say something? were you mad at him? was it because he stole your soda from the vending machine yesterday? but he always does that, so why would you be mad now? maybe you were just not feeling well? did you not sleep well?

and suguru's ears flooded with all these theories.

"did i say something to y/n? she's acting strange today."

his best friend stifles a smirk. "dunno, did you?"

"i think she's mad at me. was it because i stole her soda? but y'know it's not my fault we like the same soda! and i promised to buy one for her next time!"

suguru now lowers his head into his arms, resting on the desk, trying so hard to keep his laughter in.

"maybe it's the weather — probably the flu — yeah, definitely the flu. i'll go get something for y/n at the store, d'you need anything, suguru? what! what are you laughing at!"

"nothing, nothing. i don't need anything from the store, thanks — unless maybe something spicy that catches your eye. 'better run quick, store's gonna close soon."

satoru furrows his brows in confusion, and eventually his entire expression becomes serious, like an old philosopher in deep thought about the universe. but it's not the abyssal void beyond the stratosphere that's in his thoughts, no, it's you — you're pervading his entire mind as he walks across the roads of tokyo, to the station, and boards the train.

holding onto the handles as it shudders and sways, shoulders taught as they always are when he's in thought. were you really sick? what if he did something bad? maybe it was nothing at all, and he was just overthinking it. maybe it didn't even involve him. did it have to do with suguru? or perhaps you were upset about something in the past, something irrational and long-forgotten, like the fact that he didn't attend your 7th birthday party. it's not like he had a choice, his parents barely allowed him to visit your side because they didn't want their prodigy son hanging out with...

he texts you.

satoru — are u home yet

he stares and waits for you to come online, then watches as those three dots move up and down and you start typing.

you — no why

satoru — where are u

you — bridge

satoru — what are u doing

you — lol so many questions

you — the sunset looks rlly good today i'm taking pics

satoru — wtf without me??

you — lol sorry didn't think u wanted to waste ur time watching the sunset

satoru — see u there

he's just boarding off the train, coming through its doors, when he texts you that. thank the benefit of his long legs for speeding to the store in time before it closes. he picks up your favorite.

when you see him come into view, you're waiting with your arms draped around the railing of the bridge.

"trying out for the track team?" you laugh, as he practically runs up to you. "did you run this whole way?"

he's catching his breath, clutching a plastic bag of goodies.

"are you sick?" he asks.

"what? no?"

"i thought you might have the flu." he's asking with genuine concern, it's bizarre. he usually doesn't talk like this unless he knows he's in trouble with you, or if something's really wrong.

"i'm fine." you blink, "i've just been watching the sunset. you missed the best part."

"i didn't know you enjoyed sunsets."

"why didn't you invite me!" he groans, coming over to assume an oddly attractive position by the railing. he slacks against the metal, leaning his weight on it. he lets the plastic bag with yours and suguru's favorites in it thud to the ground.

the cityscape is so pretty, and yet he's still prettier, you think.

"i don't care for them." he admits, "but of course i'll enjoy a sunset if you're watching it with me."

you look at him. he's not even facing the sunset. was something on his mind? you can hardly theorize, because you're giving him that peculiar look again.

he catches you looking at him, "what!"

"what?"

"did i do something wrong?" his breath is stable now, "are you mad at me?"

"no? why d'you think I'm mad at you?" you ask confusedly.

"because you keep lookin' at me like that!"

"like what?" you feel your cheeks warm up.

"like something about me is offensive to your eyes."

you break out laughing. "no! i'm not — it's not — you misunderstand me, like always..."

"what the hell?" he whines, "is it nothing serious? i've been worried. you've been looking at me weird since sunday and — oh... OH MY GOD."

you giggle, chin pressing on the railing. "did you just realize something?"

"is it the haircut!"

"it's the haircut."

"why do you not like it!" he fumes, that familiar satoru playfulness coming back now as he was put at ease knowing he didn't upset you. "you know it cost a lot, 'n i styled it and everything."

"i didn't say i didn't like it! it's the opposite."

"so you like it? then why do you look at me like you're having an internal crisis?"

you groan, "because you're giving me a crisis! you know i'm weak for undercuts!"

he shuts up. his heart races a bit. oh, so he misunderstood you not a little bit but entirely. oops. now why didn't he realize that his haircut would have this effect on you? when he subconsciously went to get an undercut because you mentioned you liked them in passing one school afternoon.

"oh."

"you're so dumb, satoru."

"well sorry!" he rolls his eyes.

now there's silence. he stops leaning his back against the railing and turns to face the final stages of the sunset. the streetlights come on, one is gleaming not too far from you two. it casts a dreamy light on his hair.

it really is a good cut, and it's styled in such a way that... well it gets your daydreams going, let's just say that. and here gojo was worried when he came out of the salon, thinking it was too short now. truthfully, it was a bit short compared to his other haircuts, but he wore it well. of course he did.

"so you like it?"

"i love it."

"well if you love it, then show it love." he teases.

"what on earth d'you mean?" you laugh shortly.

"fluff my hair." he says.

"no way, lice-boy."

"hey!" he pinches your cheek in retaliation, and your reaction endears him as much as it always has since you two were kids. "that was one time, i haven't ever had lice again."

he pouts. you look over. he is pouting. pouting. he's a nineteen year old boy pouting about not getting his hair fluffed by his childhood friend who he maybe sorta kinda has a crush on.

and then he encourages you. he leans his head on your shoulder. his hair tickles your cheek.

"damn. you're like an attention-starved cat." you joke.

he places your hand on his head himself. the brief warmth and glimpse at the size difference between his hand and your hand made him giddy.

you ruffle his hair lightly, and then he wears a satisfied smile. now early night has settled. it's quiet at the bridge except for the distant city sounds and lull of the highway.

"i was really worried that i did something wrong." he admits.

"i'm sorry."

he sighs, snuggling your shoulder. there's a nice silence between you and him.

then he breaks it.

"hey, i didn't say stop fluffing." his deep voice reverbs in your chest. he's playful and lively, but you can tell he's also tired from running all the way here.

"you're a menace." you tell him.

"but you like me, right?" it's more of an insecure question. he wants to hear you say it back, not as a playful joke.

"of course i do."

"good, good."

© 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈'𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄.

[fishsticksloser]

If it's alright - And if it's not then i understand if you're going to delete this - to request about Rise! Future! Leonardo x Rabbit yokai!fem!Reader? (NSFW S3x), where Leonardo and reader get into roleplaying as cowboy Shierff and an outlaw female criminal. Leonardo is the dominating one while reader is the submit side.

And yes it would involve things like; ropes tying, rough S3x, Leonardo getting to cowboy accent (?)

/ 🐔 Anon reader /

If You Can't Be Good, Be Bad With Me

f!Leo x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut with a tiny plot, p in v, rough sex, light bondage (handcuffs), ear and tail pulling, spanking, slight Sir kink, Leo has a country accent, Leo calls you a good/bad girl (sue me...), rabbit yo'kai!reader, FAKE guns, swearing, enemies to lovers if you squint really really hard

A/N: I've spent like 2 months writing this because I was just sitting there looking at it and going "wtf do I do?" But here you are, so sorry for the wait. I actually threw out the first draft because I hated it so much... This is a little different than the prompt and I apologize, my brain couldn't do it. :/

"My, my, my... What have we here?" Leonardo's voice was deep, soothing, and with a faint drawl that spoke of Texas. His words were slow and measured, just before he'd bring the hammer down with that thunderous attention. Leo squinted at you, narrowing his gaze before slowly walking towards you. "You look like you're on the wrong side of the law there, doll." Leo stops in front of you, hands on his hips just above his holsters. "What're you doin' on this here land, Miss?"

"Doin' what I can to survive, sheriff." You answer, continuing to stuff your pockets and bag with whatever was in reach. You seemed completely unbothered that the sheriff was standing over and watching you. "Is that a crime?"

"Well yes, it is." Leo responds cooly, his stance loose and relaxed despite you obviously committing a crime. His hands hover over his holsters, his tone becomes more intimidating. "The punishment for those crimes tends to be less uh... agreeable. And yet... I could be lenient with you." Leo's face softens as he looks down at the small, humanoid rabbit. He kneels down to get a better look. "And what exactly is in your pockets, little one? Come now, let's have a look."

You open your bag and empty your pockets. Its not like you were stealing much of anything really. Some bread and not so valuable things like knick knacks and trinkets. Nothing that's really worth anything.

"No guns?" He mutters, eyeing you up and down with a sly, teasing smirk. "That makes things so much sweeter." Leo's eyes twinkle in the sunlight as he stand up. His gaze seems to study every little crevice in your face, taking note of your expressions, trying to figure out everything about you. "You're not from these parts, are ya, darlin'? What's your pretty face doin' so far down south?"

"Got kicked outta town for not marryin' my suitor. Left with nothin'." You repond, repacking your bag and pockets. "Train only took me this far..."

"Not bein' married? Why, now that's a crime against the holy union of man and woman, darlin', 'specially out here." Leo shakes his head placing a hand on his face, feigning disgust. His other hand still rests on his holster. "Can't just leave you out here in this hot dust storm." Leo's eyes flicker up to your face and he grins widely.

"I've got nowhere to go." You say, pleading. "Please just let me go, I'll... I'll go find a place to settle down and be law abiding."

"Well, I'm afraid I can't let that happen, darlin'," Leo responds, his tone slowly becoming slightly more forceful. "The folks 'round these parts say you've done some unsavory and illegal things. I can't just let a law-breaker roam free like that." Leo seems to enjoy your pleas, leaning in more. He leans his body close to yours, whispering close to your ear. "Unless you want to do something for me..."

"And what would that be, sir?" You ask quietly, a shiver running down your spine as his breath fans over your ear. Leo grins as he leans in, his lips inches from your ear.

"You could do all sorts of things for me. It's such a shame for a pretty little thing like you to be caught for crimes you definitely didn't do. But, I'm feeling generous today, and, as the local lawman, I can definitely overlook your sins, darlin'." The corner of his lips curl into a smug grin. "All for a few private favors from you."

"You catch my drift?" He asks, his voice talking on a more predatory tone as his fingers graze down your waist and back. His hot breath caresses down the back of your neck, his eyes burning into your form before glancing back at your own. "Such a delicate, pretty thing..."

"Yes, sir. I understand." You mutter, your ears standing tall and twitching slightly.

"Good girl." He whispers as he leans in close. "And you know if you do well, maybe I could be generous and let you off of that punishment." Leo's voice comes out low and smooth, almost sultry as he leans back just enough to let his fingers stroke along the side of your face. "All you have to do is play nice, understand?"

"Yes, sir." You nod firmly, his eyes seem to study you once more. His fingers slide down and grasp your chin, gently tilting your face upwards as his other hand reaches for your waist.

"Good girl." He says, his eyes burn like hot coals as he bring your face inches from his. "And you know, when I get back to town, I have to write a report. And if I see my girl following through with our little arrangement, I'll make sure they know what a good girl you've been. If you're a good girl. Got it, darlin'?"

Who knew you'd end up here?

"Yes, sir."

"Mm... That's a good girl." Leo whisper as he closes the last few inches between you and him, pushing his lips against yours in a quick but firm kiss. He pulls back slowly before speaking. "You don't mind if I let these hands wander now, do you, darlin'?"

"No, sir." You mumble as he kisses you again, eyes fluttering closed and your hands move to cup the back of his head. Leo grins as he continues to kiss you, his body slightly tilting to get a better grip on you. HIs right hand wraps around your waist and pulls you closer as his left searches through his pocket for something. He fumbles around for a bit more before pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

"Oh, and I almost forgot. Can't be letting my pretty, lawbreaker darlin' roam free... 'specially after getting caught." He chuckles and beings to fasten your arms behind your back with the cuffs. You don't protest, letting him fit the cuffs on your wrist comfortably. "Good girl. Now, I have just the punishment in mind." He says with a smirk, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer. His other hand grips your chin as he kisses your neck softly. "Maybe I could show you what being a good girl for me would get you, darlin'. If you play your cards just right, I might be feeling generous with another reward."

You let out a small whine, basically having no other option and really not in the mood to say no. You give him a small nod and tilt your head to the side to give him better access. His lips meet your neck again, travelling upwards to finally find those sweet, soft lips of yours.

"That's an obedient girl... You know, you're lucky I like good girls. I mean, you could be in big trouble if you had been a bad girl." He whispers, his hands massaging your hips, slowly sliding them upwards. Leo decides that his lips are not the only way of satisfying the desires, sliding his hand under your dress, his fingers running over that soft, silky skin. His eyes are burning with hunger, the heat of the desert finally getting to him. The heat of his breath blowing across your body, breath mingling, your lips coming together in a hungry kiss.

꒦꒷⚔️꒷꒦

Everything's a blur, but you find yourself in the sheriff's station. Leonardo laughs a little at all that nonsense before pulling your head up enough for another kiss. He holds you by the ears, he smacks his hand harder on your ass with your tail twitching with every hit. Your dress bunched up around your waist as you bend over his desk, your legs spread wide apart, offering yourself to him completely.

The desk creaks under both of you, his lips on your neck as he rocks into you, your bodies meeting with a wet slapping sound. You're open for him. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through you, your mouth left hanging open, moans echoing throughout the room.

"Oh yeah, take that, darlin'!" He whispers, his voice thick with a low purr as he grabs on to your hips. "You're my good girl." He moves down to your ear, his lips nuzzling against it.

You moan, standing in your toes so he hits a better angle. You moan loudly as he hits that soft spot inside you. Your legs shake and you ball my fists in the part of your dress you could reach, you arms still cuffed. You feel his hand connect with your ass with a loud smack and you squeak, jolting at the sting. "Good girl," he breathes, his voice low and husky as he rocks into you harder, going a little faster. He bites on the side of your neck before whispering to you ear. "Such a good girl, darlin'.. you'll get it good.." He lets off a low hum to match the pace of his thrusts.

He brings his free hand down to your tail before giving it a light tug, laughing as you squirm and whine. "Aww, such a good, sweet thing," he sighs, his tone low and husky before biting on your neck again. "I love the way you take it so well, darlin'.. you're so good for me, such a sweet darlin'," he whispers to you, pulling you closer so he can kiss the side of your face.

He spanks you hard one final time before moving his hands over to tug on your ears, holding them tightly in his fists as he goes even harder and faster, his hips bucking aggressively to meet your thighs. "Such a good girl!" He whispers, his voice turning low and throaty as his eyes bore into yours. "Take it all, darlin'.. such a good girl!"

"C-Close, sir!" You whimper, tears falling down your cheeks. He tilts your head up to look at him, but makes sure to keep your body against the desk for him. It puts you into an uncomfortable arch.

Leonardo moans loudly, his expression turning more feral with every thrust as he rocks into you. His hips moving as forcefully as he could, he pushes harder and harder like he was trying to drive you through the desk, his free hand still holding onto your ears. Finally, his climax is about to peak and he lets out an, "Ahhhh… such a good girl, darlin'.."

At your releases, Leo lets out a groan and lets his thrusts die down a bit, pressing against your back with his chest as he slowly rocks into you. His face is buried deep into your neck, "Shhh... be a good girl.. be my good girl for me," he whispers to you, his voice low and husky. His free hand is playing with your tail, rubbing it up and down before giving it another tug for good measure and he slowly pulls out. "Such a good girl..." He murmurs, letting go of your ears and giving you a light tap on your ass.

[soobinskii]

jiung drabble #1

warnings : no y/n, fingering, lowkey kinda long oops-.. also sorry abt the spacing, idk how to fix it :(

a/n : bro wtf jiung went live literally as i was writing this, he loves me sm.

you and jiung were in your shared bedroom, aimlessly scrolling through your phones. you decide to cuddle up to jiung, kissing his neck and placing your leg over his. he places a kiss on your forehead and smiles down on you and wraps his arm around you again as you get settled in your new position.

all of a sudden you start to get really sensitive to the feeling of his hand on your back, and how big it feels.. his long, slender fingers, his wide palm.. you start to think about the things he could do and the things that he has done, the way his fingertips have left marks on your hips, the feeling of his long fingers inside of you, the way he sticks his fingers in your mouth, the-

"hey, you alright, babe? youve been watching the same video over and over again." jiung breaks your train of thought.

"huh? yeah, i'm alright. just started thinking.." your voice trails off and you chuckle awkwardly.

"thinking? thinking about what, if you don't mind me asking." jiung interrogates you.

oh fuck.. "uhmm well, you knoww.. just the usual thinking stuff..- yeah." yeah, you totally fucked that up.

jiung laughs, not buying anything you're saying.

he pulls you up into a sitting position and scoots you onto his lap, putting his phone down. "yeah.. i don't believe you." he tilts his head and looks into your eyes, "why don't you tell me the truth, love?"

you look down at where your legs meet his, your face heating up and you start fumbling over your words trying to lie, so you decide to tell him the truth.

"well, i was thinking about you. more specifically your hands... i think they're really hot and-" you cut yourself off before you can start babbling and rambling on.

he gets a shit eating smirk on his face, one that you just want to roll your eyes at.

"oh? and what babe?" he raises his eyebrow, faux innocence twinkling in his eyes.

"and just a few other things about your hands.." you say, and he brings his hand up your thigh, caressing it.

he nods, listening to what your saying. "ah.. so, my love, why don't you tell me some of those things; don't mind what i'm doing, just keep talking," he mumbles the last part, but he pulled you in closer so you could hear him "wanna hear that pretty voice of yours.."

you nod and he slips his fingers through your shorts, beginning to rub you over your undergarments.

"well, uhm.. i was thinking about.. the strength of you and also your hands.." you point at the marks left on your torso from the prior night.

he nods while moving his fingers faster over your most sensitive spot, "fuck. i was also thinking about you fingering me.." your voice trails off as you lean your head back.

"ohmygod- jiung.. please just- just finger me please.." you nearly beg, and he abides by your requests.

he flips you over so that you're sitting with your back to his chest.

he takes the clothes on your lower half off and dips his fingers down to your slippery core and your breath hitches in your throat.

he starts massaging your soft bundle of nerves and you grab his arm.

"ji..-" you whisper out, your voice barely coming out.

"yes, doll?" he purrs into your ear, his voice dropped nearly an octave and the nickname makes you grind your hips agains his hand.

you bite your lower lip and lean your head back onto his shoulder and he kisses your cheek.

once he decides you're ready for his fingers he sticks two digits into your messy heat, a small wet noise filling the room as he slowly, languidly pushes his fingers into your soft entrance.

you moan out as you feel him enter you, using both hands to hold onto his arm.

he starts working his fingers in and out of you.

your back involuntarily arches as you relish in the feeling of his slick fingertips pressing onto your g-spot. you cry out his name, "agh..- jiung!"

jiung playfully mocks you, "ah jiung!" but then giggles, "what baby? you gonna cum for me, huh?"

you nod, and you roll your hips against his fingers and his clothed, hard dick.

you can't see him, but you can imagine his eyes as he looks at you, pupils dark, eyes glazed over with desire with his cheeks flushed and a slight smirk adorning his features as he admires you.

your muscles tighten, and your dripping cunt throbs around his fingers. he wraps his hand around your throat, not applying any pressure, only holding it there. his touch burns and you feel so incredibly hot, it's as if you've been placed atop the sun.

you let out shaky moans, and you hear jiung's intoxicating voice grace your ears "come on pretty, cum for me, yeah? please honey.. i need it- i need you to cum all over my fingers." he cockily whines out, knowing how much you love to hear him beg. he thrusts his fingers faster, curling them at the perfect moment, bringing you closer and closer to tipping over the edge.

you dig your nails into his forearm as you reach your release, your hips stuttering, muscles quivering and your vision blurs.

he starts moving his fingers slower, letting you come down from your high, gently bringing you down as if he's pulling a fragile porcelain statue down from the stars.

he pulls his fingers out of you and holds your waist, taking the hand that was on your throat and stroking your hair. "that's it.. you did so good for me.." he kisses your jaw.

you're still feeling dazed from your orgasm that nearly felt like electricity but you grab his crotch, almost asking 'what about you?'

he replies, not needing to hear anything verbal "don't worry about me, it was about you."

[compassionatereminders]

Why do you think women pressure other women into having kids so much?

Never in my life a man who barely knew me told me OOOOH YOU GONNA REGRET NOT HAVING KIDS, YOU WILL DIE ALONE, YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO CHANGE YOUR MIND, WHY DON'T YOU HAVE KIDS YET (i'm 27)

And I'm like wtf.

So I work in a store and I had to "teach" how to work my station. We are a huge super market in in our super market people only have training here for 3 weeks before they get sent to their stores where they will work.

So I have older women and younger women who I "train" (and my coworkers too, basically anyone who is around "trains them by showing stuff and such since most of people who train here never worked in a grocery store)

This year since January probably over 30 people was "training" here. Most of them were women and I am not kidding at least 20 of them start asking about private things like DO YOU HAVE A FAMILY right away.

I would love to just say IT'S PERSONAL WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS WE MET LIKE 30 MINUTES AGO FOR THE FIRST TIME. But I don't want to be a bitch and I answer with short answers "no". I would love to say OFC I HAVE A FAMILY I AM NOT AN ORPHAN. I HAVE MOM, DAD AND MY BROTHER. but that would be bitchy too. But I would love to say it lol.

The next question is WHY? WHY NOT? and YOU STILL HAVE TIME I HAD MY 2ND ONE WHEN I WAS 33. Etc.

And then they talk to me how great kids are which like ok you can talk how much you like kids I don't mind but this woman was literally AND YOU STILL DON'T WANT THEM AND THEY ARE SO GREAT.

Not every woman is that annoying like this one but all give me the same questions as I mentioned "why? Why not? You still have time?"

I don't think this is a normal question but it's very normalized question women about kids and family after a few minutes or after a few hours of meeting for the first time.

Do they ever think that some women can't get pregnant or they had a miscarriages and it's a touchy subject for them? What if their bf, husband can't have kids? You won't go around telling that to everyone. They just interrogate other women like they are a police officer.

Not to mention one of the women (she was training here in February) gave me the biggest death stare when she was asking me when I'm planning to have kids and because I was so annoyed I raised my voice and said NEVER the only kids I'm planning on having ARE ANIMAL KIDS, BABY CATS, BABY DOGS! after that she was just giving me death stares.

Women my age in mid 20's are the same and they have been telling me I will change my mind since I was 14.

Like imagine me go preaching around like them ADOPT YOUR KIDS ABORT YOUR KIDS (which i would NEVER DO) but imagine us who don't want kids would do that we would look insane yet those who do have kids are seen as normal when they ask about such things.

Sorry for a longer rant but i'm just so pissed off and women that i work with (my own coworkers) don't find such women annoying and they think i overreact when i think that such behavior is annoying.

People have been telling me I look 19-20 and it's even weirder that they ask me such stuff before they even ask my age. One woman said (she was in her late 30's) OH I THOUGHT YOU HAVE MORE TIME (when i told her my age because she thought i was 19) YOU WILL HAVE TO HURRY UP... like who says this???

I hate when people act like there's One Right Way To Live, and that everyone who isn't pursuing the same life as them must be in the wrong and needs to change their path. There's nothing wrong with wanting a family, but there are so many other dreams to pursue which can be equally important and valid. What makes person A happy isn't necessarily the right path for person B

[panzershrike-pretz]

Band of Brothers as dogs - pt. 3

Hi i'm back again with more fellas (and some suggestions from @ronsparky and @xxluckystrike :]

I was havingo so much fun with these (and actually learning a lot about dog breeds xD), but i actually ran out of ideas so this one is probably the last one :']

Sorry if i didn't include your faves, emjoy anyway!

Shifty Powers - Golden Retriever

These guys are just big gentle floofs. They are very affectionate and were used as gundogs (which are those inds of hunting dogs that retrieve stuff). Anyway i don't have much to say but like- look at these photos they're smilling it's seo cute oh my goodness ahdbenqjsj BABIES

Chuck Grant - German Shepherd

I mean. Yes. @xxluckystrike is absolutely right he would be a GSD. Just,,, omg. I'm finding the best photos to pair up xD. They are eager to learn and love to have a purpose, making them excelent work dogs. Guys did you know that some military forces trained GSD to parachute from aircrafts? Imagine you're just there one day and it starts raining dogson parachutes wtf- lovely but still??

Johnny Martin - Chihuahua

I have a knack for finding photos of the dogs making the exact face as the boys lmao. Theses beasts are protective little things and, mostly, prefer to keep to themselves when around strangers.

Herbert Sobel - Pinscher

THEY HAVE TOO MUCH IN COMMON OMG LIKE WTF- they're always angry (you all know how pinschers are 50% rage and 50% anger, right?), always ready to bite (coming from Sobel??? Definetely think he'd bite someone if he felt like it), they look like they're always trembling, hate every breathing thing people with a passion... i could go on but yeah. I've been bitten by these motherfuckers too many times. Sorry to any Pinscher ownere, i swear i love them, but they are the scariest shit out there xD

Colonel Sink - Schnauzer

You know i'm right.

[chaifootsteps]

I just looked at all the new photos

Val with 2 guns-yep that script leak of him comparing them to dicks is probably true (also why is there a poster of himself with guns wtf??)

Vox in front of those TV screens-Jesus dude, my fucking eyes hurt looking at the clash of blue, white, and red

Charlie with drawings-Inside Every Demon is a Rainbow?? She gonna sing that or make a reference to it?

Angel and Husk singing-I don't know what it is, but Angel looks particularly off here.

"Vaggie"-I think her head looks too big/ she looks pretty off. I also had a headcanon she went to Hell because she murdered a r*pist or something. But she's a fallen angel now??? Can't wait to see this bullshit 💀 (also not sure if it's been pointed out but-*female angels named after women's genitals="Vaggie/Vagatha" 😐

Cherri-Why did they post her in her default pose? (Also I'm so sorry to Kendraws, fuck Viv for stealing her design from you)

Charlie/Rosie/Alastor-Where the fuck are your shadows??? This looks so fucking off and stilted?? (Same goes for that shot of Charlie in front of the bar)

Charlie/Alastor-God this should awaken something in me but it doesn't. This shot looks so bad dude. His face/mouth looks so off.

Carmella Carmine and two demons-This shot probably looks the fucking worst. Jesus, just look at how weird this looks.

Angel Dust on the bed-Wtf is this blank expression?? What did they do to you, Angel?? Also him sitting and flipping someone off-thats a weird shot too. I can't explain it but he just looks fucking weird.

Vaggie/Charlie pointing at her-their heads looks so fucking weird dude. Especially Vaggie's. Looks too weird.

Charlie/Lucifer-others are saying this too, but he looks (and sounds) like Charlie's older brother and not her father. Also... too much red. Why is he coated in fucking red???

The only shots I like?

Sir Pen, Vaggie hanging off the boat, Alastor w/horns/talking at his radio station, Niffty, the shot of the whole gang, Angel next to Niffty (his facial expression looks good here).

Dude... what the fuck is this. 4+ years of this?? I hope fans come to their senses and realize that these Same Face Syndrome Characters, overabundance of reds/pinks/whites, nauseating colors and camera work, animation errors, and garbage writing (based off script leaks) were not worth it, and all the money they spend on Amazon or merch, is not fucking worth it.

Guaranteed Viv spent most of the money on her precious Broadway actors to skimp on the animation (probably paid out of her own pocket too) THE THING SHE CLAIMS TO CARE AND LOVE THE MOST ABOUT.

Ashley, Michael, and everyone else, you guys dodged a massive bullet. I can't wait for this soulless train wreck to get mocked mercilessly online and Viv throws the biggest fit of her life, ruining her career.

https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/hazbin-hotel-first-look-images-225924646.html?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuZ29vZ2xlLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAAHIjNqT0Jl_o-7-J3SHfddhr6J3nY3tqTd0ZdFImOs5jWYkh8qBlletTxbblu_dCrlewlryngDHkWqH33Cjhfx2Y7jGg_o2zb7cLstBTafmLx9rQxYQjcZC7FzDiwcFdZTA5VtQXeiCuOFtqohyXx6_0LcwqBQMDFwpPW5qC8scX

That moment can't come soon enough.

[shadowqueenjude]

I shoved my pack off my bedroll. “Then why not tell him? You were his faithful dog in every other sense.”

This response from Feyre is nothing short of victim-blaming. Faithful dog? Are you serious????

Lucien sat back on his heels. "So you know everything, then." I managed to nod without blacking out from the pain. My agony must have shown, because he winced. "Well, at least we don't have to lie to you anymore. Let's clean you up a bit."

Lucien kept his eyes shut. Ready—he was ready for Rhysand to wipe out everything he was, to turn his mind, his self, into dust.

Then, shattering the silence like a shooting star, a voice—Lucien's—bellowed across the chamber. "TO YOUR LEFT!" “You offered up your name for me—after all that I said to you, all I did, you still offered up your name. Didn’t you realize I would help you after that? Oath or no oath?”

"In front of everyone?" "Yes," Lucien replied—more gently than I'd heard him speak to me before.

"He will always, always seek to protect you, whether you like it or not. Talk to him about it—really talk to him, Feyre. You'll figure it out." Our gazes met. A muscle feathered in Lucien's jaw. "Don't ask me to pick."

"Did he let you take me today," I said hoarsely, "so that I'd stop asking to help rebuild?" "No. I decided to take you myself."

"I know you wanted to help," Lucien offered. "I'm sorry."

"I know, I know," Rhysand drawled. "I'll return her in a week." No—no, Tamlin couldn't be making those kinds of threats, not when they meant he was letting me go. Even Lucien was gaping at Tamlin, his face white with fury and shock.

"This feels an awful lot like a interrogation." Lucien sucked in a breath, but remained silent.

"But Hybern—" Lucien intervened calmly, "I already have my sources looking into it." I gave him a beseeching look. Lucien sighed a bit and said to Tamlin, "If we perhaps trained her in secret—"

Lucien cleared his throat. "She meant no harm, Tam." "I know she meant to harm," he snapped. Lucien held his gaze. "Worse things have happened, worse things can happen. Just relax." Tamlin's emerald eyes were feral as he snarled at Lucien, "Did I ask for your opinion?"

I asked my friend to tell me what it was, yet... Lucien had that look he always did when he wanted to, but his loyalty to Tamlin got in the way.

Lucien had gone on, his tone pleading, Tamlin. Tam. Just let her train, let her master this—if the other High lords do come for her, let her stand a chance...

Don't give me that look Lucien. Silence again. Then a vicious snarl, and a shudder of magic rocked the house. I didn’t want to know what was happening in that room, what he’d done to Lucien, what Lucien had even looked like to cause that pulse of power.

"Tamlin," I rasped. But he was already down the front drive, walking toward the looming iron gates. Lucien remained at the foot of the stairs, his face so, so pale.

"Just—be patient, Feyre," Lucien tried, wincing as he followed after Tamlin. "Please. I'll see what I can do. I'll try again." Lucien hadn’t explained the black eye and cut lip, either. FAITHFUL DOG??? After everything he did for you??? And what happened in ACOMAF?? NOTHING SHORT OF ABUSE!!!! And Feyre didn't even want to know about it. After knowing Tamlin was abusing him and he still stood up to him, Feyre accused him of being a dog and then later assigned him to be a liaison to Tamlin where he's being abused AGAIN. SJM has written her main character VICTIM-BLAMING the nicest guy in the entire series. Wtf.

[blackered]

yo that looks cool! could you lore dump about it? it's fine if not it's just such an interesting idea I'm really curious about it

Sure! idk if I'll be able to explain it well but here we go 🤸‍♂️

their lore was suggested by my friend who knew nothing of Warframe and she accidentally told me smth that sounds a lot like the Sentient's lore (but more peaceful). I just rolled with it

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this "species", which I called kitrinens (after citrine because. Silicon. It's all silicon. But still organic in a way!) are made by a special machine.

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The machine was created by humans (this is why the kitrinens look very humanoid) and was sent to another galaxy for colonization. However, it was cut off from the humans (for spoilery reasons).

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the idea was to create aides to the humans in the colonization "process" but since there were no humans, the AI just went 🤷‍♂️ and made them like that. the kitrinens look like arthropods because reasons (I thought it was cool)

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because the kitrinens are machine made, they do not reproduce, but have a full life cycle! I added a baby version for reference in the last post. They also can't be revived like Warframes and just...die lol

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the little kitrinens managed to colonize a full planet, then used technology to produce multiple copies of the big machine, and then sent those to other planets in their system (I divided the planet species by arthropod groups, but made an exception for insects since they're so many).

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then, they just went on their merry ways and built diverse societies that were able to communicate and travel and such. Very cute, isn't it?

I can go on more about the different planets when the campaign actually happens cause some of my players are reading this 🔍

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back to the story, the star in their system accidentally hit the 1st planet with a beam and kinda "corrupted" the machine (my friend explained this phenomenon to me as well but it's SO MUCH NERD STUFF my mind doesn't process it very well). It then started to spew out twisted kinds of kitrinens, full of a substance that could infect anyone by touch.

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the whole planet was then evacuated. A special organization was created to deal with that corruption stuff! It took many years and many expeditions to the infected planet to find out what exactly was happening.

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this organization has multiple branches: the "military" branch, with ranks and all that; the research branch; the comms branch and the training branch (which is the most important for them). It's very complex and took many years to decide who goes where, but the little robot thingies did it.

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also in the military branch, as they get to a certain rank, they achieve their "prime" form, which isn't actually a prime I have to find another name for that. It's just decoration, much like a medal.

eventually, they found out wtf the corruption actually was, how to defeat it and hopefully, cleanse the whole planet. And so, a special operation was launched with that goal in mind. And that's where the RPG campaign starts!

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the players will be special agents trained exactly for the purpose of "fixing the 1st planet". But it won't be that easy....

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sorry for the long post, I hope this was helpful! I still have so much more to write after this. It was all supposed to be a very small and simple campaign but here I am doing PLANETS and BIOLOGY and HIERARCHIES and LANGUAGES. 💀 But I trust everything will be fine...

as a treat, have a close-up of the ladybug. She's my favorite design so far

[s-i-m-p0]

Solangelo x vampire S/O hc

(I have no idea for front photo also no idea about ship name)

~ first impression on will is that you're sick, deadly sick

~I mean pale skin, red eyes supper skinny defiantly wants you in the infirmary

~not going to lie he followed you around so you don't 'physically challenge yourself' or 'forget about brakes'

~however nico had finally had rough of his boyfriend ranting on about how 'sick' you are and that you 'shouldn't be allowed to train'

~nico kept an eye on you for eills sake when he couldn't but he realised he never saw you eat anything and when you went for a drink it was always in a metal flask, non-see through

~Nico once saw you on the climbing wall get thrown off a pretty high place on the wall and you just stood up like its nothing, WTF

~ oh,oh,oh nico had tea to spill about you to will: surviving fatal injury liek its nothing, you're flask smelling weird and like death, sneaking off in the middle of the night dam bro he had caught you.

~even chiron took you out from you're cabin at night and didn't return till early morning

~something was definitely going on and they were ganna find out.

~you quickly became friends with the couple then they realised it all up after a whole year,or two, you were a vamp

~TWO FUCKING YEARS 💀 guess you hiding it well girly pop

~soon you realised they know about you, then they realised you know about them knowing you

~chill

~they offer their blood for a date one single each then a double

~you had to explain vampire culture and only those with romantic tendencies or harmful tendencies can offer blood but avoided the main topic of couples exchange blood

~when you started dating

~both boys get you a blood necklace where they put their blood in

~just incase ;]

~did they already know about vamp culture?

~you also got them to viles of you're own, they were disgusted a bit but were thankful you trusted them with you're blood

~Im Sorry to say but you and nico band over old thing while will is like: 'hi I'm will and I'm 16 years fresh out of the womb 😃👍'

~Nico definitely disappointed about the coffin myth and many others

~Will is just concerned if you eat(drink?) Enough and don't crisp up (depend on age)

~ C U D D L E S

~These men are cuddle pros like bro century's worth of experience???

~you do, still can't handle spooning or neck kisses

~ hades cabin definitely became a second home while you were claimed by G/N (gods name)

~night walks are 10/10

~some reason nico always chilled by you're neck like a vamp and you're like 'ok 😃👍, you chill'

~will definitely has body tempeture thst can change with seasons (like the sun ig)

~Will definitely sneaks hands up both of youres shirts while hugging you both,scaring the shite out of you and nico

~if you were turned more recently you would be more fragile by vamp standards but still invisible by human

~also if you were turned you're neck is a very! very! very! Sensitive spot

Hope you all enjoyed I know I had fun writing this and making jokes

Goodbye for nowww

Enjoy skeleton party

[corvarrow]

NE Vacation lets gooo

So I'm still really worn out but less than I ended up being yesterday so HERE is a post about the trip I just went on! It's gonna get real big and have a couple photos so I'll just go ahead and cut it here lol

-We went to visit family in Rhode Island...I have been to NYC a couple times but not any further north than that so anything in New England was a brand new experience. I was not a fan of the humidity (pretty arid here at home lol) but I like ocean and forest so I thought it was super pretty! I could not believe all the flowers and blue/purple hydrangeas EVERYWHERE

-We did fly in and out of Providence airport...but since it is super tiny we had to do connecting flights both ways. Wednesday last week we had to get up at 3 AM (after I had a full work day the day before) to get to the first plane, and on this Tuesday the layover between flights was REAL tight so both travel days were kind of brutal.

-ANYway, we ended up going to the Brimfield Antique Show in Massachussetts for two days. I don't think we covered a quarter of the show, we didn't expect it to be as enormous as it was. I ended up getting an antique inkwell shaped like a shell (it rotates on its stand), a metal dog, some vintage postcards (I love old landscape photos and interesting buildings), an old fan with a beautiful mountain painting on the front and a funeral home ad on the back (wtf lol), and a vintage travel guide to Rome with a lot of pictures but everything in Italian.

-Some other family from New York ended up coming with us to the antique show, as my aunt had rented a Vrbo (first time I've been in one) and there was plenty of room. One of those days we got takeout from a local restaurant and there was a machine in there dispensing pokemon cards for 50 cents...I thought "Sure why not" and got one - it ended up being a Dark Energy card instead of actually anything so I thought that was extremely funny

-We also went to Boston for a day - very pretty as well! I liked it way more than NYC to be honest. I had NO IDEA there were so many tunnels! Rained on us a ton though it cleared up by the time we did a bus tour. I am a big fan of brutalist architecture so I thought the one government building (the bus tour guide called it the Hurley building, I think) was REALLY cool. Wish I had gotten a picture of it but I was on the wrong side of the bus. Also: Bostonians, I am very sorry but your green line subway train makes possibly one of the worst sounds I've ever heard.

I thought the top of this building, whatever it was, looked very neat. Very art deco.

And this one with the dark windows forming triangle shapes. Not super exciting but I like this kind of thing

Can't forget about the gothic cathedral

Also spotted this cool unicorn at one point

-Uhh, what else did we do....after that we did actually do stuff in RI. Went to Ft Adams, went to Blithewold Manor, did a scenic ocean drive...I love how none of those Beachfront Home buying shows actually show the wild amount of traffic caused by people trying to get to the beach - parking whereever and blocking lanes constantly. I'd never live that close to the water to begin with as I'd be too afraid of flooding or my house falling in, but I had no idea how bad the traffic situation actually was. 8'D

-We did get a milkshake from Newport Creamery! I'm not normally a milkshake person but we tried them anyway and it was soooo good. Really enjoyed all the local chains in general.

-On the last day we did a lighthouse tour on a large catamaran and that was super awesome, I think it was one of my favorite parts of the trip. There was a Karen on our boat throwing multiple tantrums as the tour did not start fast enough for her liking but that just ended up being also extremely funny. The guy actually doing the tour was great and I'm actually quite curious about the history of the area, as I had no idea there were so many pirates o_o

This one boat moored near Ft Adams was rad af

[beautiful-basque-country]

honest question as a random from latin america who started following you because of je ne sais quoi towards long-gone basque family: wtf is up with spain being hostile towards everything not spanish? at least how i perceive them from these recent events. i'm used to peninsulars disliking us here for not being real or pure enough, or whatever, but i wasn't aware they outright denied history / archaeology there and got hostile? wtf wasn't expecting them to be so hostile to their literal neighbors.

Kaixo anon!

Oh our sweet summer child!

wtf is up with spain being hostile towards everything not spanish?

What a nice question!

But first off, let's remember everyone that not all Spaniards are hating on Basques and the recent discovery, it's just the Spanish nationalist section. And as such, they don't like it when 1) Basque people are right (ie. we were here already, we didn't came from foreign lands) and 2) the spotlight is on us for something positive, not for being violent.

So they try to talk the discovery down by saying it's just a christmas card, it's a toy to keep Basques entertained, it's a fraud, the hand is ancient but the inscription may be of later centuries, the language written on it is old but Euskara is not, the people that crafted it were Vascons but present-day Basques don't come from them, it's ugly, there were other non-Vasconic peoples who were better at metallurgy, Basques are to laugh at because they get excited by a piece of bronze, etc. Yep, we read all those comments ourselves.

i'm used to peninsulars disliking us here for not being real or pure enough, or whatever

No, no. That's not the reason. The reason behind xenophobia and racism towards Latam people is Spanish nationalists consider you inferior. Conquered people. Worse! Ungrateful people that killed the ones that brought civilization to you. We're feeling nauseous just typing that, we're sorry, but that's their train of thought.

wtf wasn't expecting them to be so hostile to their literal neighbors.

Mmmm, there's your mistake. Basque people are not Spanish people's neighbors - that would mean we're equal. No, we must admit that we're not Basque but Spanish people, but we just won't submit no matter how hard they try. And so they still have this tiny tribe of gadflies that refuses to quit speaking their gibberish and they keep their own symbols instead of theirs. We aren't their neighbors, we're their pain in the a*s - as well as other people in Spain, you know our fellow minoritized peoples - and whatever that strengthens our sense of community (like the hand of Irulegi has) is an unpleasant surprise.

[thatpunkmaximoff]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 0 out of 5

Hands down, this is my favorite fantasy read of the year!

I think, however, that the thing I loved most about The Forgotten Goddess is that it dives right into the character meetings and drama. Sure, I love a good world building and character-building story, but this one builds as the story progresses from the very first chapter. I liked that it wasn't a hundred pages of info dump before diving into the action. You get the action from the very beginning!

This book also has a little bit of everything. There's humor, there are feel-good moments, action, magical moments, and angst. Ugh, the angst!

I flipped page after page, not wanting to put the book down. And then when it was finally over, I was an emotional wreck. I have no idea how I'm gonna hold out for book 2 lol.

Now enjoy my rambling thoughts..

* Rhea flipping off Ethan in the bookstore and making him laugh has me grinning like an idiot 🤗 They only said a handful of words to each other! How am I already shipping it..? 🤔 😆

* How the hell did I not know werewolves were going to be part of this 😨

* Holy shit. She saw through his Mirage. It’s meant to be 😏 lol

* So Ethan is Hermes..

* Shit. The shifters took the girls 😒 Come on, wake up and fuck shit up!

* Well nevermind. Fucking collars.

* Oh hell yes! She still has access to her powers! 🙌🏻

* Lupo went from being a creep to a raging asshole. Big middle finger for you, my dude 🖕🏽

* Ugh.. I feel so bad for the girls 😩

* They’re saved. Oh thank god. And even unconscious, she called Hermes’ name 😏 I ship it even more now 😂

* Goddamn. She exploded out of her cuffs. Good for her. I didn’t like the whole mind violation.

* “Well, I’ll just come out and say it. Rhea, you’re an immortal goddess.” — Lmfao. Way to drop the bomb, Atlas 😂

* Her memories.. aren’t hers? 🥺

* Kind of jealous of the portlet system lol. I wish we could transport food and stuff into our homes like nothing.

* Man, Hermes does not like Flint lol.

* Four elements. You lucky duck 😏

* Flint and Rhea in the closet.. ugh. Hermes ripping the door open and being livid.. 😍

* Aww. That “almost” moment in the hallway out her apartment had me so excited. But she thinks it’s only a joke 🥺

* Oh. Oh no. The dreams are memories.. and he couldn’t feel the mate bond with her 😩

* Damien 💔

* “Turn. It. Off.” — whoa. Klaus Mikaelson flashbacks 😂

* Oohhh. That close call with Lupo had my heart pounding.

* Who the fuck was in Rhea’s apartment 🤔

* Awww. Rhea and Callie’s friendship is everything 🥰 That panic attack was starting to make me tense 😬

* Another memory? Only this time she’s a different person? And Ares smiling sadly as he tells her, “You are home. As I always remind you.” Don’t tell me they’re related 👀 😬

* Temple of Kukulcán? Now I’m having a Namor flashback from Black Panther 2 😂

* Oh. Not related. He wants her to rule with him.. No, sir. You can’t have her.

* Oh no. Achilles had to kill Patroclus 💔💔💔

* Fuckkkk. That memory of the car crash..? Brutal.

* Where the fuck did Rhea end up after Atlas put her in the portal?!

* “I found you. I’ll always find you.” — well I was supposed to stop reading for the night, but guess who’s reading one more chapter?

* ATHENA TOO?! 💔 And they think she’s a spy 😩 Wtf, man.

* “Just survive” — those words are gonna make me cry 😔

* Ohhh, fuck you, Flint! I can’t believe y’all kidnapped aunt Demi.

* Aunt Demi!!!! 🥺

* Medusa is GORGEOUS 😍

* “I’m sorry, I don’t have separate cottages for everyone.” — do I sense forced proximity? And hopefully only one bed? 😂

* One bed, one bed, one bed! 😏

* Hermes is having pervy thoughts and I’m here for it.

* Oh come on! The tension between these two is killing me 😩

* The Forgotten Goddess poem gave me chills!! And now we know who is responsible for the memory tampering 😬

* Dude, that training session got hot 🥵

* She’s gonna break her own heart and leave..? I don’t like it here anymore 😭

* They finally kissed!!!! Please don’t leave, Rhea 🥺

* Holy shit. She restored Flora 😨

* She’s his mate.. but their connection is severed. Why are you doing this to me 😩

* “Don’t you see? Not even death is strong enough to keep us apart. We have found each other a hundred times, and I’ll find you a hundred more. Across every lifetime, in any realm, my soul belongs to no one else but you.” — what the fuck are you doing to me, Rebekah?! 😭😭😭😭😭😭

* Aunt Demi..? 🥺 You- you’re with Ares?

* Ana?! Why the fuck is there so much betrayal 💔

* THEY FUCKING DIDNT!? Did his sword just pierce who I think it did?????

* We know her name. We know her name! We finally know who she is.

* More betrayal?! For fuck’s sake, man.

* Wait.. what?! It can’t end like this. I need book two asap!

[tuiyla]

so I was never really on the leighton/tatum train (they were cute and had great chemistry but I always liked the idea of leighton’s endgame love interest being someone who didn’t really come from her world, I guess, whether that’s alicia or a new girl — and I did have a soft spot for leighlicia’s banter) but I also have a lot of issues with how tatum’s character was written off and the pacing. you also brought up such a good point that it makes no sense how the “new” leighton wasn’t a little more empathetic and didn’t try to explain to tatum what she loved about the women’s center - the fact that she discarded her so quickly, paired with the fact that she didn’t return to or even think of her women’s center friends at all until ep9, did make it look like she just suddenly wanted alicia back after that text, which is not what I think the writers were going for lol. I do wonder if you think the 25 min, 10 episode season format is partially to blame, along with the decision to rush through the rest of freshman year? I feel like all the arcs this season, for the other girls too, had the potential to be good, but they were pretty much all rushed - I think the only storyline that really worked for me and felt satisfying/earned was whitney finding her major. I don’t know, I’m sorry to rant, but I’ve found your takes interesting & wanted to say that even as a leighlicia fan who kinda got what she want, I didn’t feel satisfied and tatum’s character did deserve better :(

I really appreciate you Anon because you get what I'm saying. I try to be clear that I don't care all that deeply about who it is Leighton is with and ultimately I just want her to be happy and have a good story behind that. So all my criticisms aren't because I'm a bitter Tatum stan, I just think this wasn't done well.

I wish there was an episode before ep 9 where Leighton mentioned the women's center or it came up in some context where Leighton acted more woke than anyone expected her to and she realized how much she learned from them and that she did miss them. Didn't even have to be an actual episode's storyline maybe just one scene. That would already have made it make more sense, but then on top of that have Tatum dismiss that and make Leighton uncomfortable with how much she's like s1 Leighton. But no, all we had was zero mentions of the women's center and Tatum being nothing but a good supportive understanding reassuring gf. Wtf how am I supposed to be fine with Leighton blowing up at her for one mistake after that? And really my main problem is that this way it seems like Leighton's just talking out of her ass and her development doesn't nearly have adequate weight behind it, therefore feeling empty. I wouldn't have even cared about throwing Tatum under the bus but do it properly.

I think the format is to blame, partially. I've heard it said before and I agree that Sex Lives is a show that would benefit from the more traditional 20-22 episode season structure, or at least 45 minute-hour long episodes. I get it, those minutes are mostly for dramas but there's only so much balancing the show can do between four leads and their pocket universe storylines. Maybe even just 16 episodes of the same length. But also the main issue is that they decided to rush freshman year, and more specifically with Leighton that for some reason they wanted to speedrun what could have been half a season's worth of development in a few scenes. I don't get it, because the other girls were all left on varying degrees of cliffhangers. Maybe at the end of this season we could have had Leighton return to the women's center but have that be an actual milestone instead of a throwaway decision as a result of wanting to see Alicia. Imo it could have had a much bigger impact and then the landing is automatically better. Really just many ways to improve the messy way in which they handled Leighton.

I think Kimberly's was a bit rushed but overall still better paced, and I'd straight up say Bela's arc was just good and well-timed. Which proves to me that they can do it, just maybe not four at the same time idk. Also just from a selfish point of view I'd kill to have longer seasons because I need more day in the life from these girls and I so wish this was a network comedy with a bunch of comfort episodes to just play on a loop.

Anyway, thanks for this Anon, thanks for reading my ramblings and thanks for stopping by. I love it when people actually hear what I'm saying haha. So by all means rant to me any time! TSLOCG is the most passionate I've been about a new show in a while and the more people reach out the less I have to will myself to go in the tags and subsequently block a bunch of people. And yeah I'm happy for your ship and I'm happy for Leighton's happiness but this is what I mean, bad writing makes even one's own ship taste bittersweet. I hope they don't just start season 3 by writing Alicia out immediately but we'll actually see a new dynamic.

[generalchelseamayhem]

1-92 ;-)

Sorry, a lot of stuff happened in the intervening 11 days since you sent this.

The good news is that some of my answers might have changed as a result, so you're now getting the most up-to-date information!

Would I have sex with the last person I texted? Right now, no. If the circumstances were different, then yes.

I talked to an ex today? No.

Have I taken someone's virginity? Yes. We both did.

Is trust a big issue for me? Oh yeah, in particular it's a huge deal for me that people put their trust in me.

Did I hang out with the person I like recently? Pretty recently yeah.

What am I excited for? Well I'm going to my first live music for years in November.

What happened tonight? Dunno, it's not tonight yet.

Do I think it's disgusting when girls get wasted? Apart from the risk of vomiting, not really. I usually just roll up my sleeves and attempt to shepherd them in a vaguely sensible direction - which is probably why I don't get invited to any parties.

Is confidence cute? Cute is the wrong word. Confidence is hot.

What is the last beverage I had? Water. I know, that's incredibly boring, but my work actually does really nice chilled water from a tap. Actually you just reminded me I almost left a bottle of apple juice somewhere I would never see it again if I hadn't picked it up, so thanks.

How many people of the opposite sex do I fully trust? 'Fully' is doing a lot of work here. I think maybe 2 or 3.

Do I own a pair of skinny jeans? If I ever did, not anymore. I don't like my legs being constricted like that.

What am I gonna do Saturday night? I have a triple birthday party this weekend, so hopefully that.

What am I going to spend money on next? Great, you reminded me how hungry I am... unfortunately I'm also on a surprisingly restrictive diet. Probably fruit for tomorrow's lunch.

Am I going out with... Nope.

Do I think I'll change in the next 3 months? Yes, and I'll probably find the me of 3 months ago extremely cringe.

Who do I feel the most comfortable talking to about anything? Probably the friend I would describe as my writing partner.

The last time I felt broken? Probably January of this year. But in a good way.

Have I had sex today? Absolutely not.

Am I starting to realise something? How deep the rabbit hole of self-hatred goes.

Am I in a good mood? Sure, better than last week at any rate.

Would I ever want to swim with sharks? Only if they were teeny tiny ones that don't like to bite.

Are my eyes the same colour as my dad's? Yes.

What do I want right this second? Hot chips... but I cannot have them. 😔

What would I say if the person I like/love kissed another girl/boy? I mean, to give you an idea of my situation, I would say 'Aww, that's great for you' if it was a girl, and I would be very much 'WTF are you actually serious' if it was a boy.

Is my current hair colour my natural one? Yes.

Would I be able to date someone who doesn't make me laugh? Maybe not, but right now I'd settle for being able to date anyone at all, or even having the confidence to put myself out there.

What was the last thing that made me laugh? A coworker gave me a romance novel that was so bad she wanted us to hate-read it together. It was hilariously awful.

Do I really truly miss someone right now? It's hard to say. Do I miss them or do I miss a memory that is no longer them?

Does everyone deserve a second chance? Some do. Some don't. Some people don't even get the first chances they deserve. Some people get a tenth chance and still screw it up.

Do I hate the last boy I talked to? Not in the slightest.

Does the person I have feelings for know that I do? Yes! And it's for the best both that she knows and that I don't try to pursue it.

Am I one of those people who never drinks soda? Yes, but it's a very recent development, due to the aforementioned diet.

Listening to? A very chipper train guard.

Do I ever write in pencil anymore? Sometimes, but mostly in pen due to availability.

Do I know where the last person I kissed is? Only if we count knowing the country she's in.

Do I believe in love at first sight? No. Lust at first sight, definitely.

Who did I last call? Writing partner.

Who was the last person I danced with? I legit don't remember the last time I danced properly.

Why did I kiss the last person I kissed? To say goodbye.

When was the last time I ate a cupcake? I bet you didn't expect this one to be the armour-piercing question, did you? It was a couple of weeks ago at most but I already miss it terribly. I have no idea how long it will be before I can eat another one.

Did I hug/kiss one of my parents today? No.

Ever embarrassed myself in front of my crush? Oh hell yes. Embarrassment is practically my natural state IRL.

Do I tan nude? I do a few things nude but tanning is not one of them.

If I could would I take back my last kiss? Eh, what would be the point of taking it back?

Did I talk to someone until I fell asleep last night? Yes 😊

Who was the last person to call me? Writing partner.

Do I sing in the shower? Badly. My singing voice died during the pandemic.

Do I dance in the car? I don't have a car.

Ever used a bow and arrow? Not seriously. I think I've participated in one archery-related activity ever.

Last time I got a portrait taken by a photographer? Probably dressed as Cavendish from Milo Murphy's Law for a wedding.

Do I think musicals are cheesy? All theatre is cheesy, the trick is owning it.

Is Christmas stressful? So, so stressful.

Ever eat a pierogi? Yeah, they are incredibly good.

Favourite type of fruit pie? Apple

Occupations I wanted to be as a kid? Alright fine, I wanted to make my own superhero comics.

Do I believe in ghosts? No

Ever got a deja vu feeling? A few times, yeah.

Do I take a vitamin daily? I used to, but it was in capsule form which I found unbearable.

Do I wear slippers? Nah man, ugg boots are where it's at.

How about bathrobes? No

What do I wear to bed? Ever since I got a very uncomfortable bout of chicken pox... not much.

First concert? Depends on how you count, but most would agree it was Tim Minchin at the Opera House.

Wal-Mart, Target or K-mart? We don't get Wal-Mart in Australia. Of the remaining two... probably Target but they're pretty evenly matched.

Nike or Adidas? I have a certain affinity for Slavic people, so Adidas.

Cheetos or Fritos? Again, we don't really get Fritos in Australia, so Cheetos.

Peanuts or sunflower seeds? Sunflower seeds.

Favourite Taylor Swift song? Bearing in mind that I am not a Swiftie... Wildest Dreams, maybe?

Have I ever taken dance lessons? No, as I often tell people, I have 1 1/2 left feet.

Is there a profession I picture my future spouse in? Not especially, but I could imagine finding a fellow molecular biologist and making a connection there.

Can I curl my tongue? Not even a little bit.

Ever won a spelling bee? I've never even participated in one; I've only seen a single such competition IRL.

Have I ever cried because I was so happy? I can't remember when but almost certainly yes.

What's my favourite book? The one my friend is in the process of writing.

Do I study better with or without music? Neither. Nothing can compel me to study well.

Do I regularly burn incense? No

Ever been in love? Yes. A little too much if I'm honest.

Who would I like to see in concert? Duran Duran for sure. They haven't been back to Australia for TWELVE YEARS.

What was the last concert I saw? Tim Minchin's Back, the Encore tour.

Hot tea or cold tea? Given that I don't like tea flavour to begin with... cold. At least then it tastes plausibly of peach or mango or whatever.

Tea or coffee? I don't like either, so tea for the reasons listed above.

Favourite type of cookie? Did you have to ask me this when I was on a diet? White chip macadamia, but I'll give an honourable mention to ANZAC biscuits.

Can I swim well? No, I have the motions down but no power in my strokes, so I spend an awful lot of effort not getting anywhere.

Can I hold my breath without holding my nose? ... Yes. Is that a thing some people can't do?

Am I patient? Sure.

DJ or band at a wedding? Every good wedding I've been to has had a DJ.

Ever won a contest? By any reasonable definition of contest, no.

Ever had plastic surgery? My favourite thing to do is tell people that I've had botox injections at least 10 times throughout my life, and see if any of them know what botox is for when it's not being used in plastic surgery.

Black or green olives? Depends on my mood.

Opinions on sex before marriage? Much better on every conceivable metric than forcing yourself to wait until after marriage.

Best room for a fireplace? Log cabin sitting room.

Do I want to get married? I don't think so, and yet I still have a romantic heart. Just hate being the centre of attention.

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So choking your successor is a right of passage for Cobra Kai? WTF

I like how everyone is sitting around while Miguel reads his college essay. Even Robby. Rosa: It's the greatest story since Don Juan DeMarco. (film)

Johnny knowing water doesn't do well with waterworks, realizes the water is coming from the ceiling and moves the computer out of the way. Also points out it's a sewage pipe.

Their landlord's name is Sully. (or their maintenance guy)

Family of 5 nearly 6 down to two bedrooms with lots of financial concerns. I love that Carmen is like yup big family. I love that Robby is a part of it. Though, theoretically he could go stay with Shannon for a bit.

I'm sorry, her grandfather is still alive?

Gary gives Miggy a brochure for a valley university

Johnny has shown up at LaRusso's to get a blow up mattress.

Chozen has been watching all the reality TV: Selling Sunset, property brothers. Chozen is also a fan of the uncrustables like the kids.

Amanda wants Chozen gone

LOL they just help themselves to what's in Daniel and Amanda's fridge. I guess Johnny likes those uncrustables too. And Chozen likes Diet Dr. Pepper.

Kreese knows that Johnny defeated five of Kim's students.

OMG we have not seen Brucks in ages. And I can't believe Kyler and Brucks are checking out the same school. I'd figure both were rich and would go somewhere more expensive.

Brucks goes to MIT (and got all new teeth) Kyler goes to the local community university. That actually makes sense, for Brucks, he occasionally knew like really high level SAT stuff.

Chozen just pretending to be a realtor and looking at houses with Johnny, not something I ever expected, but I love it.

Johnny you need 5 beds. Not four. You have three kids and a mother-in-law. Plus potentially Amanda might shove Chozen off to live with you.

Johnny too honest. Let Chozen do all the talking.

Master Kim fought off invaders with an eunjangdo

For a guy who had to fight over a pit of snakes while a POW and threw his captain into a pit of snakes, I'm surprised how much Kreese likes snakes.

Kyler is being bullied by a Mr. Zenker frat bro.

Hawk has been nicknamed Spikes.

Look at Johnny using not only the recommendation Miggy gave him back in like season 1 (Make a fist and don't punch) but also Miyagi-do just breathing.

Awww Johnny finally found an old fan who say his '83 fight, named Little Stevie and who also thought Dutch was cool.

Apparently Johnny was also prom king.

Kreese apparently feels a lot of pain from Johnny hating him and only feels fear when he fears for Johnny.

Well damn. Kreese killing the Johnny he cares for in his head so he doesn't have weakness any more.

Kyler pouring stuff on his bully's head...who knew I'd ever cheer on Kyler????? Proud of him. And the fact Miguel wouldn't stand to see him bullied and is standing back to back with him to fight.

NICE! Kyler defending Miggy from the guy trying to break glass on Miggy and Miggy knocking it loose so Kyler could hit the guy with it.

Chozen doesn't get paid. So you're just using free immigrant labor?

I mean, Johnny has a point there, but Chozen's also like on vacation.

LOL Bruicks is in Midwest Industrial Training. I mean he's said smart stuff before so they totally got me on that.

Look at Kyler telling Miguel to chase after his dream.

Aw Kyler got into a different house.

lol they dug out this outfit again.

Daniel did not offer a job. Oh no, Johnny.

We can give him a job refilling popcorn machines like Robby.

He thinks I offered him my job.

she thinks a baloney sandwich and junk mail.

I mean it was empty last time.

I love that Johnny sold a car while Daniel was trying to figure out what type of job to give Johnny and that Amanda immediately was delighted that he did such a good job.

I mean it's what...August? School just started back up? Why can you see their breath in Korea? Are they on a mountain peak? Even then??????