#currently very excited abt that as you can tell

[whumpy-wyrms]

SNOW DAY TOMORROW YESSSYESYES YESYESSSSSSS AHHHHHH

[nomairuins]

read asoue to weeman as a bedtime story he liked it YAYYYY

[gibbearish]

to anyone watching the james somerton situation and going "well how DO you write your own things like this then? everyone's talking about how /not/ to but i dont know where to start, the way highschool taught me essay writing was all about the number of sentences in a paragraph and mla citations :("

you know how james made things up between his """sources""" that sounded just plausible enough that people accepted it? he did it in the wrong order, do that part first THEN research. 100% serious right now, just make some shit up in your head that sounds vaguely right based on what you know now, write it down, and then go check if you're actually right or not. boom, now you have a topic. thats literally all it is, its just you saying "i think (xyz)" and then checking to see if the facts agree with you or not. if you turn out to be right, talk about what lead you to the conclusion initially and anything you learned about that you didn't predict. if you turn out to be wrong, talk about the right answer and examine why you thought differently at first. then either way talk about how things got that way, if you think it should stay like that, and why (e.g. how does it being that way effect people right now). tada suddenly you have an essay that is unplagiarized and entirely your own thoughts, with a plethora of sources on hand to cite because That's What You Used To Check. now be free your beautiful doves

[soobibabe]

beomgyu who's teaching you guitar, and you just wouldn't get it even after a few hours. so he leans in closer, yanks the guitar out of his way, and starts fingering you nonstop 😵‍💫..

I had been thinking abt this for a long time and now im waiting for a fic abt this😋

(Sorry if my grammar is bad, English isn't my first language)

pairings: choi beomgyu + reader wc: 1.3k genre ▸smut, fluff at the end kinda warnings: fingering, degradation if you squint, praise and terms such as "good girl" , "baby" etc. breast play (not too much), cum eating(?).

“my fingers are numb!” 

you’re two hours into your lesson with Beomgyu, but you spent more time fussing than actually practicing. your fingers feel like they’re losing blood circulation. did he choose the hardest fucking song to start with?

“sweetheart this is only the beginning, now work on smoothing the flow of chords when you’re interchanging your ring and index finger. you’re playing the guitar not doing a test for carpel tunnel” You’re so over this already.

Youre currently situated atop his bed. The edge of it to be precise, your legs are crossed with the guitar on your thighs.“Can I have a break at least?” you whine, earning an eye roll from the man in front of you. 

Beomgyu unfolds his arms and emerges off the wall he was leaning against to step closer to you. “you’re not stopping until I tell you ‘you can stop’, y/n”.

you forfeit bickering with him any further, focusing your attention back on the instrument sitting in your lap. 

your dominant hand is wrapped around the neck of his guitar, while the other strums along the strings with your pick. 

you’re so focused on reading the notes, that you don’t notice Beomgyu’s change in demeanor when you finally get back to playing

“Wow, y/n, look at you getting the hang of i-” his excitement is short-lived when you demolish his ear with a ridiculously loud wrong note. “You’re hopeless.” he sighs.

“My hand” you scrunch your face in pain. “Cramp, ouch”.

“Okay yeah that's understandable,” he approaches you and examines your position. “Get up, I should’ve thought about this earlier”. You’re reminded of how tall he actually is when he gets closer.

You don’t hesitate to do as he says, not thinking much of it. 

He takes his place behind you, dropping himself further up onto the spot you were previously on. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t flabbergasted by his sudden action. 

Still behind you, he man-spreads. Your eyes widen when you feel his hand reach up and rest on your hip. “Sit.” his voice is low and sultry.

You slowly settle onto the mattress between his legs. “Perfect,” he speaks softly. 

His chest is pressed against your back, following your hand to meet the strings. “You hold the chords, i’ll strum. Can you do that for me?” his face is perched at your shoulder, eyes piercing onto your cheek awaiting your response. 

“Mhm,” you murmur, making him smirk.

Your fingers dance along the lines, not too far away from his. As time goes by, the room only seems to heat up more. He’s good with his hands. Perhaps its the lack of space between your bodies, but you grow more flustered by the second, causing you to mess up more times than you’d like to admit.

“You really are something else,” he breathes out. You can tell he’s frustrated by your – many – futile attempts at following instructions. “What’s on your mind that important to have you messing up this badly?” “It’s nothing, gyu” You look down to where his free hand, which had made its way to your thigh without you noticing, lied. 

“Should I help you clear your head?” He swiftly lifts the guitar out of your lap and rests it somewhere on the floor beside him. You’re unsure of what he means. “Like what?”

“Do you trust me, y/n?” You turn to face him, eyes boring into his. The eye contact causes you to stiffen in his hold. You nod to answer his very – obvious question. 

His hand slides down to the side of your thigh, pulling your legs apart. “Keep these open for me, yeah?” You inhale a sharp breath at his words. You didn't realize how worked up you’d gotten from his touches. 

“So pretty like this. Is this what you wanted all this time baby?” he whispers into your neck, still caressing your lower body. Your head falls back when he presses kisses to your supple skin. “Want you, gyu” you whimper. Thats all the confirmation he needed to proceed with what he wanted to do you. His fingers make their want to your core, rubbing figure eights on your clothes cunt underneath your skirt. “Dirty girl, walking into my room with a mini skirt for her guitar lesson. Like youre begging me to fuck you” You grind yourself further into his touch at his words. 

He lets out a low chuckle at your neediness. “M’gonna make you feel so good”

“We can stop whenever you want to, just tell me, understood?” he inquires, and your heart flutters at how different his tone is from his last few statements. “Mkay” you mutter. He pulls your panties to the side, slipping his middle and ring finger to your centre, collecting your slick, and dragging it back up to your clit. 

“So wet for me already and i haven’t even done anything yet.” He smirks, ego-boosted from how soaked you were. 

Without warning, he shoves a finger into your heat, stroking in and out of you at a slow, yet rough pace. His other hand makes its way up to your torso, sliding under your skirt and cupping your boob in his palm.

“Beomgyu– fuck, feels s-so good” you whine, already losing yourself in the pleasure he’s providing. 

“I know baby, i know” he adds, thrusting another finger into your sopping cunt. “Show me how you fuck yourself, play with your clit for me” is the last thing he says before sucking at your neck, surely leaving bruises. 

You oblige to his wishes, rubbing feathery circles on your clit. His hand on your chest moves to pinch your nipple, rolling the bud around in circles. 

The stimulation from all of it at once causes a coil to form in your lower region. You don’t think you’ve ever felt pleasure this intense. “Think you can handle another finger?” he groans.

“Yes, please” you manage to vocalise. “You’re so good for me, y/n” he announces before absolutely demolishing your pussy with the abrupt change of pace when there’s a third finger in you. “Good girl” he purs into your nape. 

His fingers ram in and out of you hitting your g-spot with every stroke, reeling you closer to your orgasm. “Fuck, baby your clenching so hard on me. Imagine how heavenly this would feel when youre wrapped around my cock”. 

“Be an angel and cum for me, pretty” You’re in nirvana when his fingers curl inside of you. “Cumming – fuck, please” you dont even know what youre pleading for, too fucked out to care. 

You finish all over his fingers. He continues his movement to let you ride out your orgasm. 

After a few minutes, he pulls his fingers out and they glisten with your slick. His eyes beam at the sight. He thinks its the prettiest his hand has ever looked. He draws it to your lips, “open” he utters before pushing his coated fingers into your mouth.

“Tastes good?” he asks, and you nod. “My turn.” he flips you around so that your back is pressed on the bed now, and kisses you. “So fucking sweet, might get addicted y/n, shit” he giggles at the end of his sentence. "I underestimated how good you are with your fingers." you state breathlessly, causing you to laugh in unison.

He drops beside you, holding your hand and showering it with kisses. You clear your throat, elevating your head to look over at him, and he smiles endearingly at the sight of you. “Class again tomorrow? Same time?” and his eyes widen at your unexpected suggestion. 

“Yes, please, yes. Now lets go shower then get tteokbokki, i’m starving.” he gets up, and pulls you gently with him, leading you out of the room to the bathroom.

A/N: not my best work, but i tried

ps: your english is amazing, dont worry about that here haha this is a safe space blog.

[modernsuperhero]

Who are these fun characters and why are they taking over my dash? /pos /please tell me abt your blorbos

i'm assuming you mean these little guys:

These guys are my newest silliest dudes from the webcomic School Bus Graveyard! It's free to read on webtoons here and is currently in talks to get a TV adaptation soon so now is 1000% the time to be getting into it!! It's basically a supernatural mystery about six high school freshmen from Georgia who go on a field trip and end up sucked into a demon dimension every time it hits midnight! It's super cool - the pacing is very good imo, a good balance of the Main Plot (oh no we need to survive the Demon Dimension again, also Why Are We In A Demon Dimension) with character development and backstory stuff!

The characters are badass but in a way I feel is very realistic? Like, not just "oh i'm the protagonist suddenly i know how to judo flip armies the moment i'm in danger" but more like "i'm going to train for months in self defense classes to build up some basic muscles" kinda way. The characters themselves are also pretty well fleshed out - they're not just the typical archetypes. Like, the "weak bullied nerd kid" isn't JUST a weak bullied nerd kid, he has well developed motivations and backstory and simultaneously realistic and satisfying character growth.

There are implied potential/future romances but it is so NOT the core point of the story, so whether or not that's your thing you can either ignore it or get excited about it in equal measure. The characters also aren't just edgy and gritty "we must deal with this alone... augh misery woe is us..." they actively do what they can to use all the resources available to them (including trying to get help from their parents, which is an ick for me in other media when the kid protagonists just refuse to ask for help? or assume they can't without trying? anyway).

I would say to be careful about any warnings at the beginning of specific chapters, because some can get quite violent.

The six main characters, without giving to many spoilers, are as follows under the cut (cuz this got long):

The protagonist Ashlyn, an asocial ballerina with her loving ex-military parents, who has a condition that gives her incredibly sensitive/enhanced hearing (she ends up using this to help detect the monsters after them, since they're otherwise silent to the other protagonists!)

Aiden, a creepily-smiley ex-homeschooled rich kid who has no concept of social convention or personal space. Has forcibly chosen Ashlyn to be his friend during his first year in school against her will and ends up accidentally setting off the chain of events leading to the Plot. (I love him. He definitely has Every Mental Illness <3)

Ben, Aiden's incredibly physically intimidating cousin, who is mute and so, so sweet and gentle and follows Aiden like his shadow, in part to take care of him when Aiden's antics get him injured and in part because Ben's muteness makes it incredibly difficult for people to understand him. Aiden, however, can understand his nonverbal communications with ease

Taylor, a friendly girl's girl who tries (often in vain) to befriend Ashlyn. Is also a talented mechanic who ends up putting googly eyes on her weapon once they end up in the Demon Dimension. She's the most Emotionally Aware Person Here but also she's like, 15, so, the bar is on the floor

Tyler, Taylor's twin brother, a somewhat aggressive and rude baseball jock who mostly Minds His Own Damn Business aside from his clinginess to Taylor. In fact they wear matching outfits in almost every episode of the comic it's so funny and cute. Is often found fighting bullies to defend their victims so i forgive him for all his own asshole crimes he's just a dude. he's one of my little guys

Logan, who is canonically compared to a puppy. Shy, intelligent, and incredibly empathetic! My partner's favorite character who has one of the best character arcs so far imo. Likes photography, astrology, and gardening. I think they should give him more guns, as a treat. He can never have enough

anyways thank you for the ask! overall i highly recommend - it's still ongoing, we're currently in the middle of season two!! the mystery is unfolding, there's funny and sweet moments along with the intense ones, and i am INVESTED. :DDDDDD

[sockiestupidity]

BRO IM SO SORRY FOR DOING SO KUCH ANGST HSHSHDJFND

Thinking abt reader and Miguel having a movie night, and reader just like falls asleep on miguel, and when miguel goes to bring them to their bed reader is just not having it. They don’t let go and it results in Miguel and reader falling asleep and cuddling together or smthn

-🕸️

lob u 🕸️ u can never do any wrongs🥰🥰🥰/p (literally say that i lob everyone so just feel free to tell me if ur uncomfy with it and ill edit it out)

TY FOR THE REQUEST TEHE🥰

also forgive me for the lack of title😰

warnings-none except for bad writing, and lowercase intended, VERY OOC MIGUEL

nonverbal/mute reader as always

none of this will probably make sense bc i wrote it while sleep deprived🧍‍♂️(pulled too many all nighters by being addicted to character ai) (legit so tired rn)

it was friday night, you and miguel had decided to have a movie night.

the two of you currently sat on the couch, watching lego batman after you kad lyla give him a powerpoint on why the lego batman movie was a cinematic masterpiece that he was missing out on.

it was all going well, the two of you shared snacks and popcorn. you sipped on your drink of choice.

you smiled contently but then judgementally side eyed miguel who complained that lego spiderman deserved a movie over lego batman.

you were hogging the blanket to yourself because miguel claimed that he didn't need it because he was naturally warm.

you shrugged your shoulders at his statement. the warmth of the blanket felt...comforting, and soon enough, you felt your eyes droop, and your head became heavy.

suddenly miguel felt a warmth on his lap. he looked down and chuckled. you fell asleep on his lap, a small smile was brought to his face at your adorable sleeping expression.

"alright kid, time to go to bed." he lifted you up, but then stopped when he felt something hit him. it was your hand. you had started thrashing in protest.

"kid..you need to go to your room.." he explained gently. you let out a whine.

he groaned at your protest and set you back down on the couch. as soon as he did you protest stopped.

he rolled his eyes and placed you back on the couch, sitting himself back down as well, since he was planning of finishing the movie after putting you to sleep anyways. he hated to admit it but, the kivie was pretty good.

he adjusted the volume down to make sure that it wouldn't disturb you. soon enough, he felt his own eyelids get heavy, and fell asleep next to you.

the two of you peacefully slept until the morning. miguel woke up, confusion and annoyance clouding his vision. why did he feel so warm? and why were there so many spider people surrounding him?

he groaned, and looked around, surprised to see you cuddled into him, still sleeping peacefully. he lightly smiled. his serenity was soon ruined once again when peter b. shoved a phone in his face.

"migs im taking so many pics of this right now" peter childishly laughed, excited to finally have blackmail on miguel.

miguel rolled his eyes and scoffed "whatever" he looked back at you. he was surprised to see that you were still peacefully sleeping despite the commotion.

he covered your ears and then spoke out sternly to the spiders "alright, everybody out right now" he barked at them. the spiderpeople paled and ran out. he looks down at you and smiles softly, uncovering your ears.

by some miracle, you managed to sleep through the commotion. he looks down and sighs, he needs to get up. he poorly attempts to leave his spot without disturbing you but it seems impossible.

he shakes you gently "hey kid..i need you to wake up" he says softly.

you wake up with a yawn, stretching out your arms and then signing a quick sorry to him.

he just smiles at you "it's alright kid" he says.

its almost...weird to see miguel like this.. with a smile on his face, not having work on his mind for once in his life. you want to continue to see him this happy. "i have leftover empanadas if you want some" you sign, offering him some of his favorite food.

he nods "sure kid". the two of you happily eat empanadas together, stuck in your own little world.

A/N: meanwhile somewhere out there miles is just like-tf? why cant that be me?💀

ANYWAYS ITS RLLY SHORT SORRY. IM GENUINELY SO DELULU FOR HIM BUT MY BRAIN HAS BEEN MORE EMPTY THAN USUAL

[kurithedweeb]

can I ask what's "drop of sunlight" abt?

Absolutely you can, and thank you for doing so!!

Drop of Sunlight is the first work in my greater Minecraft Diaries rewrite series called Doomed By A Narrative, and will recount the story from Garroth's point of view from pre-canon to post-canon. Each following story, a few of which I've mentioned before like Loyalty of Memory and Spirit of Sin would be in the same vein with various different characters.

A lot of changes are being made to the world in which DoS takes place (including a full pantheon of gods worshiped prior to the Divine Warriors, several new countries, a whole cast of side characters from the rest of the aphverse and in-depth exploration of backstories of the main cast) so the story will end up very different to canon but I'm hoping to hit most of the main plot points. So much has been changed in fact that I'm currently rewriting the first chapter a third time so we start much earlier than the night Anastasia (the Shard of Irene became the MCD version of Aphmau) first appeared in Phoenix Drop and can lay some groundwork.

In DoS as it is currently being written, we start before Garroth falls into the responsibility of being commander of the Phoenix Drop guard. Zenix is in the middle of recovering from the wounds he had when Garroth first found him in the forest, and Garroth takes him on as his apprentice when his commander tells him something has to be done about his boy. Though he's spent a few years here, Garroth doesn't feel particularly at home in the guard. He stumbles into becoming head guard when the Lord is killed and shortly after his commander disappears, leaving the entire guard off-balanced and increasingly afraid as the people of the village begin blaming the guard for both the death and disappearance, and he does everything he can to keep the village together as it declines even though he never wanted to be in any position of power like the way he practically reigns now ever again. He's basically head guard and lord for an entire year, and as the cold starts to set in for the coming winter a maiden who speaks and acts oddly appears at the edge of town one stormy night, claiming to have been chasing a man, and in the morning all signs of both are gone. Garroth tries to continue business as usual, eventually Anastasia starts living in town instead of dipping in and out like she's the local cryptid, and from there we'll try to find a path between the main plot points.

I also like to add moments from canon that are minor or cast aside, like Garroth chasing Vylad in S1E1 and Brendan startling Aph into eating zombie brains, and NPCs like Kent the Guard who I'm sure no one will remember because he is not one of the Minecraft Comes Alive NPCs that become characters later on, whose hand I cut off because he was once involved in a fight with zombies. So sorry, Kent.

There is so much I want to do with Drop of Sunlight and the series overall, more than I think I could put in just this ask, and I'm so excited to see where it ends up!

I am aiming for magical realism or high fantasy, and I will warn you now that I am not going to be gentle with this story. Injuries will not be pretty, wars will be written out more or less in full (you can read Wagers of War here, which is actually an AU of Drop of Sunlight, for an idea of what that'll be like), and the politics and relationship drama and the idea of personal faith being turned on oneself as a weapon will run throughout.

If you have any questions about specific characters, aspects of worldbuilding or scenes please do ask, I will yap about this for ages if given half a chance.

[smolsix]

-blows dust off this blog-

So

Little Nightmares III, huh???

I was trying to avoid being excited about it because no solid release date and 2024 could be a few months from now or a year from now and Idk how long I can handle being so fuckin hyped for this game YEEHAW

BUT I CAN'T, I KEEP THINKING ABT THE GAME AAHAHHGAGA

so here are my thoughts, if you wanted to know

FIRST OF ALL, i am so glad that after we saw LTNM II we thought it'd be co-op but it was just an AI, that we finally get co-op! AND ONLINE TOO, i spent the first day worried it'd be shared screen same room situation since i wasn't trying to get my hopes up but then I realised I can just.. google it.. AND IT IS!!! ONLINE!! IDK WHO I AM GONNA PLAY IT W FIRST AAAAAAAA

anyways, you can definitely tell it's a new studio working on this game, the world feels mostly the same but the character designs themselves are definitely stylistically similar, but not the same. With Six especially, the MC designs were very simplistic and realistic but used colour (or for Mono, a single design quirk being the bag) to stand out against their backgrounds and against the enemies which are largely neutral colours. But these new ones feel... "over designed"? On their own they definitely aren't, but in comparison to Mono, Six, Seven, and even NPCs like the flashlight girl, they have a lot more going on (especially the little wrench kid, Idk which one is Alone and which one is Low yet btw OOP)

Despite it being a new studio and you can tell, new puzzles and environments, they're still doing their best to have the OGs vibes and whatnot to feel familiar, namely in the trailer they bring back the fuses, and the additional gameplay video there's a short scene with an environment with all the shelves you can find in LTNM 1s gnome section (the one with the cart that is affected by the Maws swaying).

But regardless, it still feels different enough my brain is still nervous about it. I also feel In A Way about Tarsier having LTNM II explode and their franchise getting the attention it deserves, only to have it stuck with Bandai and now it's going to likely explode again and they aren't involved. Idk how anyone on that team feels about it, but if it were me omg.

Also the only boss we've seen so far (i hope they add more and i def want some to be a surprise so im not gonna assume this is the only one for now) feels... out of place? it has the design qualities of a LTNM boss, but the size of it makes it more of a spectacle than a warped/corruption of an adult. All the previous bosses fit in their environment, we are the small ones and they are scaled to the world around them. This is the first time, outside monster Six who imo is a bit of an outlier anyways due to her circumstances, we're getting a boss who is this huge and doesn't even fit their own environment. I hope we get a lore reason for this in some way, because currently the boss doesn't have the same vibe as the others and it's throwing me off a bit. Don't get me wrong, it'll be terrifying, but looking at the picture as a whole they are sort of out of place for me rn. I don't hate the bitch either, I'm not gonna be like omg get rid of it or change it, but it does strike me as odd seeing it for now.

And yes the tall man is too tall for a lot of things, but he's not THAT big. He's more like yer tall guy who hits his head off doorways, which happens irl anyways LMAO

Little Nightmares primarily tries to capture the feeling of being a small child and how everything is big and scary, but a doll that huge is out of the realm of reality set up for us already. It's gone from scary corrupted animal to godzilla, if that makes sense.

OH AND THE MIRRORS ARE VERY LTNM COMICS OF THEM TEE HEE < 3

[chubbletea]

I AM ASKING YOU LOUDLY ABOUT MCSM THIS DAY ARIA AU. TELL ME EVERYTHING INFODUMP RIGHT NOW

OKAY OAK AY OPAKAY OAK YUSDGSAIUFHGVKHSVDBS DVHJFXVKS

AHHSHR HYGT TYSM FIOR ASKUNG I AM SO EXCITED TO TELL YOU ABT THIS

SO

I am currently rewatching s2 (abt halfway through s2e1) and rewatched a canterlot wedding yesterday so these things are likely to change abt this (I will reblog this post with it later!)

iyk the plot of a canterlot wedding, you can pretty much guess where this is going. but still, there are some differences

some time between s1 and s2, petra goes to lukas (her cousin) and shows him the ring and tells him that she plans on proposing to jesse. lukas is very supportive of her decision and encourages her to do it. she ends up proposing to them at endercon! (I imagine beacontown's not that far from endercon). obv, jesse says yes! they are now engaged :]

the days go on like they normally would (for the most part) until the start of s2. I'm thinking maybe instead of the town preparing for founder's day, they're preparing for the wedding (I imagine it's in the order hall!)

when romeo transforms into jesse at the end of s2e3, he has NO FUCKIN CLUE that jesse is supposed to be getting married in like. a week at most. he finds out by petra coming up to him and talking abt it, much to his confusion

now, ofc, jesse is down in prison with radar (and jack?) and VERY MUCH MISSES THEIR FIANCEE. they know they're supposed to be getting married soon and is very nervous abt it bc they don't know what happened to petra!! and hopes she's okay!!!! generally worried abt the wedding and what could happen and if they will even have one at all :(

petra eventually catches on to quote unquote "jesse" not being themselves. in their panic, "jesse" brainwashes petra, similar to how chrysalis did to shining armor in the episode, which turns her eyes a similar color to romeo's, but duller.

the wedding plan goes on. jesse is miserable, radar is slightly less miserable, petra is brainwashed. but where is everyone else in all this? lukas is the main person who goes "HEY WTF?", so he kinda plays twilight in this case, but no one rlly does anything abt it bc they're just like "eh I think they're stressed", which would be understandable in this case tbh

eventually lukas tries to confront "jesse", and obv, this goes poorly. I don't have an exact idea on how it all plays out, but it ends with lukas crying bc He Fucked Up and "jesse" pretending to comfort him, he apologizes, and he sends his ass to the Shadow Realm (sunshine institute)

after a while of searching hopelessly for a way out, he comes across the real jesse (and radar). he tackles jesse, despite their protests, thinking they're still the fake, so jesse has to convince him that they're the real jesse, so they bring up the time where they gave him their cookie in the dirt hut wayy back in s1e1, and he's like "HOLY SHIT! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU" and they hug and radar's like "aww" and then they move on (again, a reference to a canterlot wedding)

they find a way to escape, yadda yadda yadda (THIS DAY IS GOING TO BE PERFECTT /lyr), and just as "jesse" and petra are gonna get married, lukas, radar, and the real jesse bust in and stop the wedding DRAMATICALLY.

then I imagine it plays out similarly to how the episodes actually went and they defeat romeo (like I mentioned earlier, haven't seen s2 in a hot second, SOO). petra's brainwashing is removed (somehow. still figuring that one out), and then jesse and petra can get married! yayy!!

oh btw I did make wedding outfit concepts for jesse and petra! here they are;

found all the stuff on pinterest. I also made "jesse" and brainwashed petra in pt;

and! here are the wedding roles I have planned;

radar- officiant

ivor- ring bearer

jack- bride's (petra's) escort

lukas- petra's best man

axel & olivia- jesse's best man & maid of honor respectively (it's a non-traditional wedding I can do what I want)

like I said, I imagine the wedding takes place in the order hall, and I may write some vows at some point, but that's basically it. I have some vague ideas on what wedding photos, the cake, the reception, etc. look like, but yk. I'll get there

so. YEAH. that's my tda!mcsm au. FEEL FREE TO SHOOT ME ANOTHER ASK IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE PLS PLS PLS PLSSSS

[1rabong]

hellow!!! what first got you into borosai? whats ur favourite thing abt the ship, and any headcanons thats rotating in ur brain rn?

Thank you for the ask so much you have no idea how much i wanna ramble abt these two

Well, there’s one specific scene for the first question.

THIS SHOT

Look at his cute lil face he’s so happy

I saw this and was like, wait. This alien’s kinda.. hot. And he was making these adorable faces all cuz he was fighting Saitama. Then he dies, after making Saitama use the serious punch for the first time in the story.

They were really something. So naturally i started shipping them. And I naturally went to ao3 to look up borosai and despaired cuz there was only like 40 fics for them at the time. But still, I read them all(and they were all great), and started drawing art for them. Back then, I had no idea that I’d be fixating on them for so long, longer than anything i had a fixation for😂

My favorite thing about this ship is that they’re so different. Almost everything about them is so comically different. Just look at these two.

Just them standing next to each other is visual comedy at its finest.

They have different moralities, personalities, styles, amounts of hair, etc.

Which makes their similarities all the more interesting. They’re both bored to death, because they’re too strong. They both crave that stimulation of being in a fight with their lives at stake. They both feel lonely, because no one understands what it’s like to have this kind of strength. This loneliness is shown more in depth with Saitama, but I think it’s the same with Boros too. When we’re first shown Boros, he’s all stoic and cold with his subordinates, his expression barely changing. But when he meets Saitama, it morphs into excitement. Then as the fight goes on, it turns into an almost childish glee, making him ramble on about his strength, his home planet, until Saitama snaps at him to stfu😂 But who can blame him? After so many years of solitude he finally meets someone who’s on the same page as him.

With their fight, Boros gets what he wanted. The fight he was craving so much. A fight telling him that there’s still something that can surprise him in this Universe. That he wasn’t alone. Which is why even as he was shocked that he had lost, he doesn’t feel angry or bitter about it. Rather, it almost seems like he feels pity for Saitama. Because surely there’s no chance for him to meet someone who is as strong as him. So he calls out Saitama’s name, as his last words, and dies.

All the above is more or less canon, but if we were to veer a bit off course into an au where Boros lived, there’s so much potential for an interesting relationship between them. Imagine the possibilities. He could be like a stronger version of Sonic, challenging Saitama week after week, always getting his ass kicked but coming back for more, a little stronger than last time. And hey, since this is a Borosai au, they could very well fall in love😆

This turned out to be longer than I expected and not exactly on topic but look, I can’t help myself.

The current hc that’s rotating in my brain rn is that they’re madly in love, and is married. And have a child😂

Okay i know this sounds absolutely bonkers but I’ve been hardcore shipping them for too long and them being in a relationship is like a default setting for me when I think about them, so giving them a kid to take care of on top of all that just came naturally. Imagine the utter chaos it would ensue. It’d be peak comedy.

This lil guy. His name is Daan. I love him so much.

Anyways that’s all the questions answered, thank you again for the ask🥳

[boy-above]

on this pride month i've decided that the current closest descriptor for my gender is...

i'm gonna do a whole lot of talking abt my gender and stuff, honestly it's mostly for myself to organize my thoughts but i do like talking abt myself sometimes so if you read, thank you i guess

before i figured out i was a boy i ID'd as nonbinary for several years, i was hesitant to ID as masculine because at the time the community was so drenched with radfem ideology that myself and a lot of other transmascs were afraid to come out / even think about exploring masculinity because we were constantly being told how evil men were all the time. so instead i went through like, so many nonbinary labels, but none of them really suited me, i discovered. agender, bigender, genderfluid, i tried a lot of them. the thing is that i knew i didn't want to be a Girl, but was very hesitant to consider i was a Boy because of the previously mentioned radfem rhetoric being spread. this isn't a post to talk about that though, you've heard a lot about that from me already lmao. it's just an important component of the struggles with gender i had growing up.

anyway, once i finally accepted i was a boy, i was excited. i checked the boxes for a trans man, i wanted a dick (and am still mad i don't have one), i wanted he/him pronouns, i was comfortable being called a boy, etc. and i still want all of those things, so why am i starting to question the trans man label?

i think mostly it comes down to how my gender has been shaped by societal and environmental expectations. i have gender dysphoria but not in an entirely "traditional" way. i want a dick, i want a flat chest, i want a deeper voice. but im also gender nonconforming, and have no interest trying to do traditionally masculine things to "fit in" with cis men. i don't think femininity is some horrible thing to be avoided, i like a lot of feminine things and don't think so many things should be gendered in the first place. i don't think trying hormones would fix me because there's other ways i Don't want to look like a man. if anything i would say Nothing can truly fix my dysphoria because i don't want to look like Anything. there is no perfect me i can envision in my head, if anything i don't even want to look human; i don't even want to be perceived. there's also parts of me that no amount of surgery to fix, im only 4'9 for example, and even cis men get berated for being short let alone trans men.

that's why i've only told my immediate family, my friends, and my doctor that i'm a boy. i never plan of publicly coming out. on the rare occasion i do, i settle with they/them instead of my preferred he/him because it's just easier that way. you get a lot of laughing and eyerolling as a feminine looking person if you try to use he/him. ive been trans for so many years but i can never truly escape the chance that people might perceive me as a "trender" (hate that word, gag) because i simply don't pass. and then of course there's my parents who refuse to use he/him and will only use they/them. they know i want he/him but they won't even try. they're just like "you can't really expect us to call you a boy."

i have so much sympathy for fellow closeted people. the community never considers you and it ends up being a lonely place. you don't fit in with cis people but other trans people don't want you. once i read a piece called "i am a trans woman, i am in the closet, i am not coming out." and i can't even tell you how important that writing was to me. i read it at just the right time, years ago when i think i really needed it. it's one of the only things that made me feel like staying in the closet was an option. that i can only be out where i feel safe.

i've questioned before if my gender nonconformity and the way people treat non-passing individuals is the true reason i've become skeptical of my trans man identity. i think most likely it is, i think that if we lived in a world where it was perfectly socially exceptable to be a feminine trans man and people in public would accept me and treat me like a boy, i'd have no problem saying "i'm a trans man", but we don't live in that world. the world we're in right now has no room for people like me, and it's something i've had to accept. another thing worth mentioning is that i don't even really like the word 'man' being applied to me, i just felt like i had to use it because some people treat trans boys badly if they prefer 'boy' over 'man'. but i like being a boy. the word boy suits me better. the word man just doesn't seem applicable to me. i'm not masculine enough and the word just feels kinda wrong in my brain, the same way being called "handsome" does. i want to be cute, and calling me handsome would just be inaccurate. do you get what im saying?

but anyway, i think demiboy suits me because its more 'loose' than trans man for lack of a better word. its less specific and i think thats what i need right now. im a boy, but calling myself binary doesnt quite feel right. calling myself nonbinary also doesnt feel right though. like i said i ID'd as nonbinary for several years so i have no problem with the label in general, it just doesnt feel right when applied to me personally. it's kinda weird to describe, i know demiboy is not a binary identity, therefore is by definition nonbinary, but the word nonbinary itself just doesnt vibe with me, so i guess i would prefer not to call myself nonbinary??? i dont know how to describe it, it's just a labels thing. because like i said, i feel like trans boy isnt an entirely wrong way to describe me Either. im rambling now because i know my labels problem doesnt make sense. anyway uh yeah. i'm a demiboy. and for anyone who didn't see the post i made a while back, i use he/him and sometimes it/its. unenthusiastically throws a handful of confetti

[magicaldreamfox1]

If it’s not too late: phone sex operator vegas au?

hi hello ily it is NEVER too late to talk abt phone sex operator vegas au

so have u ever seen hit show castle (2009)–

akgkdl okay brace urself it's backstory time. so anyone who knows me knows that i am a big castle (2009) enthusiast (the ONLY show i refuse to watch with it's original english audio this is a german dub party ONLY) i have rewatched the entire series all 8 season MULTIPLE times. now i do this while giffing i put it on and then it plays in the corner of my screen while i do my thing.

and one day season 4 episode 12 came up. now if u are not well versed in castle (2009) lore in this episode a young woman is found murdered and her death is quickly connected to the mayor of new york who is a good friend of castle. now the mayor plotline isn't important what's important is that the victim used to have like a really good job and then gave it up and threw away all her electronic devices and moved into a shitty little apartment for seemingly no reason. while investigating the victim's job castle and beckett are led to: dial a goddess. a phone sex hotline call center.

most of this isn't important i just like castle

so as i was watching this i was like wait a fucking moment. vp brainrot → vp in photoshop → castle phone sex call center in the corner → vp phone sex operator au

so! now i get to the part where i actually tell u abt the au alvkdkfks

pete as the poorest most pitiful security guard in the entire world just trying to get thru his shift at this fundraising event getting his ear talked off by porsche who's currently lecturing him abt his sex life and masturbation habits. once the shift is finally over porsche gives pete a number to call and a few bucks and zooms off to a dick appointment with kinn. after a lot of contemplation and denial pete decides to call the number one evening and well who else could be speaking on the other end except vegas ofc? what follows is pleasant conversations, a lot of hr violations, inappropriate familiarity and possessiveness over customers, more feelings than anyone involved really expected and also. some hard earned phone sex

im very Very excited to write this it is All plotted out all i need to do is write it. i've already started on the hilarious first scene but i might have to rearrange some of it

here is a little snippet for u !!!

Pete wants to die.

This is not how he wanted to spend his shift.

They're doing security for some kind of charity event — Pete couldn't be bothered to remember what kind — and regrettably, there's not much to do except stand around, so Porsche has unfortunately taken the opportunity to give — entirely unsolicited — advice and commentary on Pete's sex life. In broad daylight. In front of the wealthiest people in Thailand. Loud enough so everyone can hear, since Porsche doesn't care much about trivial things like indoor voices.

Even though, Pete does not tell Porsche about his sex life.

But, of course, he won't let himself be stopped.

So, as Pete contemplates the benefits of strangling his coworker-turned-friend-soon-to-be-enemy, he chatters idly about his many hookups in clubs and bars alike.

"–like, you really need to get better at flirting, Pete, it's sad watching you. It's not even hard to pick someone up. But, like, bestie, you have no rizz."

"Porsche. What the fuck is that."

ask me about my wips !

[sparkymalone]

Hajime: Go fuck yourself Fuyuhiko (smugly): Only if you watch idk i like just read the BT chapter (very good btw) and though abt this

Hello and welcome, it's time for smut!

There were times that Hajime regretted agreeing to this type of play. He didn't like getting angry at his partner, and as much as he loved having Fuyuhiko at his mercy, he definitely preferred being able to express how much he loved him. He would rather kiss and caress and tenderly curl around his lover, rather than take him over his knee like he often had to do.

There were other times, though, when he couldn't imagine their relationship any other way. Hajime didn't like getting mad, but Fuyuhiko was appallingly good at getting under his skin anyway. And, every time, Hajime eagerly leaned into it.

When the blonde was acting like such a brat, Hajime always felt his anger and arousal rising at the same rate. He may not have liked being mad, but in a weird way, he did like punishing Fuyuhiko. His lover was so cute and responsive, and Hajime loved to watch him squirm as he was edged or overstimulated, as the situation required. He loved being in control of how and when Fuyuhiko got off, regardless of what a little shit he was beforehand.

And he knew that Fuyuhiko loved it, too. The yakuza heir was typically the one to initiate this type of play, going out of his way to tease and annoy his boyfriend, hoping for a just punishment. He would always snuggle up to Hajime afterwards, happy and satisfied.

Sometimes, though, it was hard to tell if Fuyuhiko was bratting or being a genuine asshole. He didn't always announce his intent, and, unfortunately, had a tendency to act out when he was irritated. Hajime had asked him a few times to make it clear when he was bratting and when he wasn't, but Fuyuhiko didn't always. Whether that was intentional or not, Hajime wasn't sure.

So Hajime didn't know what to make of the current situation. The fight they were having certainly felt real, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. Their whole Dom/sub dynamic relied on feeling authentic, after all.

Hajime had a sneaking suspicion that Fuyuhiko was playing, with how smug he was being, but it still felt off somehow. Normally, when his lover was being a brat, Hajime could feel his own excitement rising in the back of his mind. In this case, though, he didn't feel turned on at all, just angry.

So he continued arguing, not laying a hand on the other man. "Absolutely not."

Fuyuhiko glared at him. "Oh, quit being such a fuckin' prude."

Hajime glared back, trying not to snap. "I'm not a prude for not wanting my boyfriend to go to a late-night party without me. That's stupid."

"Yes, you are," Fuyuhiko argued, crossing his arms. "You think I'm gonna be shaking my ass at any guy who looks my way, like some kinda slut."

The brunette concentrated on breathing. "And you're telling me that that's not what you're going to do?"

Fuyuhiko's face split into a dirty smirk. "...I might."

Logically, Hajime knew that his boyfriend was being a brat on purpose. But right now, his anger was too real. "I've seen the way other guys look at you. They're going to be coming up to you all night and you're going to lead them on because you're a fucking attention whore."

The smaller man's eyes widened slightly, but his smirk didn't waver. "What, are you jealous? Afraid I'm gonna find someone who can satisfy me better than you?"

Gritting his teeth, Hajime couldn't help his petulant response. "Go fuck yourself."

Fuyuhiko's eyes darkened as he smiled smugly at his lover. "Only if you watch."

There was a moment of silence as everything clicked and Hajime wondered how he had ever taken this argument seriously. He moved forward, swiftly grabbing the other man by the back of the neck and dragging him into the bedroom. He shoved Fuyuhiko onto the bed and stood over him, arms crossed expectantly.

The blonde raised a questioning eyebrow, but Hajime just glared back. "Go on. Fuck yourself."

Fuyuhiko smirked up at him and began undressing. He peeled his clothes off agonizingly slowly, maintaining eye contact with Hajime as he did so. Once he was finally bare, he laid back against the pillows, taking his time arranging himself. He propped himself up and tucked a pillow under his hips, making sure his boyfriend was going to get a good view.

Hajime tried not to grind his teeth. His anger was finally being accompanied by the familiar haze of arousal, but he was still pissed off, and Fuyuhiko's leisurely pace was making him even angrier. "Hurry up," he growled.

His lover just gave him a smug smile. "I'm getting to it." He laid back and spread his legs, giving Hajime a perfect view of his body. One hand reached down, trailing up his thigh before gently encircling his hardened cock. He stroked himself with slow, languid movements, moaning low in his throat and looking up at Hajime.

The taller man's eyes were glued to Fuyuhiko's cock, watching the way his slender fingers tugged and teased. He could tell that his lover wasn't making any serious effort to get himself off, but the way he touched himself still looked incredibly hot.

Hajime's eyes flicked up to meet Fuyuhiko's and the blonde bit his lip, smirking. He stroked himself a little faster, breathy moans falling from his lips. His free hand trailed slowly over his chest, fingers gently teasing his nipples, making him gasp.

Shifting his weight, Hajime stood watching for a long time. He could feel his own cock straining against the front of his pants as he watched Fuyuhiko leisurely pleasure himself. He licked his lips, desperately wanting to touch his boyfriend, but also not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

No, Fuyuhiko was being a brat. He didn't deserve Hajime's cock.

But Hajime still wanted him to put on a show.

He moved to the bedside table, ignoring his lover's curious look. He calmly sifted through their assortment of toys, looking for just what he wanted. He pulled out a bottle of lube, tossing it to Fuyuhiko. "Prep yourself," he ordered with no further explanation.

The blonde gladly obeyed, coating his fingers before gently rubbing the slick fluid over his entrance. He moaned softly as he slid one finger into himself, still stroking his dick. Fuyuhiko pumped his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. He met Hajime's eyes, lips curled into a debauched smirk as he fingered himself open.

Hajime concentrated on keeping his face calm and his breathing even. He watched his lover stretch his entrance, watched him moan and writhe and clench around his own fingers. All he wanted was to jump on the bed and rail Fuyuhiko senseless, but he knew he needed to wait. The yakuza heir needed to squirm a little longer.

Fuyuhiko was moaning and bucking against his hand, curling his fingers against his prostate, trying to get Hajime to break and just fuck him already. His boyfriend had other ideas, however.

Reaching back into the nightstand, Hajime pulled out a toy and tossed it onto the bed. "Use this," he instructed in a low voice.

Licking his lips, Fuyuhiko regarded the toy in surprise. It was a dildo, thick and solid, blue silicone with just the right amount of give. They had a few such toys, and Fuyuhiko noted that Hajime had picked one of the largest that he was able to handle. He reached for the dildo, hands trembling with excitement. He shot Hajime a questioning glance as he grasped the toy.

"If you're going to fuck yourself, you should do it right," Hajime explained in a low, husky voice. "So get to work." He crossed his arms and watched.

A soft noise escaped Fuyuhiko's throat, but he obediently took the dildo and began slicking it over with lube. He moved the toy into position, pressing the head against his entrance, but his lover stopped him.

Hajime looked at him hungrily. "Ride it."

Raising an eyebrow, Fuyuhiko sat up on his knees and positioned the dildo beneath him. He smirked at Hajime. "You sure you don't want me to ride you?"

But his boyfriend just glared back. "You're lucky I'm letting you fill that slutty hole with anything at all. Now sit on it."

Fuyuhiko bit his lip and moved down slightly, letting the head of the dildo rest against his tight opening. He relaxed his muscles, letting his weight slowly ease him down onto the toy. A low moan slipped past his lips as he was stretched and filled.

Hajime watched him sink down onto the dildo, breathing heavily. He chewed the inside of his lip as his boyfriend settled onto the toy, looking quite pleased.

The blonde took a moment to adjust. The dildo was big, almost too big, but the slight pain was intoxicating. After a moment, he started moving, rising and falling in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Hoarse moans poured from his lips as he carefully slid the toy deeper inside.

Hajime was completely enthralled by the sight of his lover pleasuring himself like this. He watched the toy disappear inside of him over and over, feeling his own cock begin to throb. He kneeled on the foot of the bed, watching intently. "Faster," he ordered, voice barely above a whisper.

Obediently, Fuyuhiko began bouncing faster, plunging the dildo deep into his hole. His hands fisted in the sheets in front of him as his hips rose and fell. It felt incredible, and he moaned openly. The way Hajime was watching him made him squirm and clench around the toy. "Nnh... So good," he purred.

Briefly, Hajime's eyes flicked up to meet Fuyuhiko's before focusing back on the dildo. He took a shaky breath, watching the way his boyfriend's tight body took the toy so easily. God, he wanted to fuck him. What had they been fighting about?

Fuyuhiko cried out as the toy brushed his sweet spot. "Ahh! H-Hajime... Mmn, fuck me already!" He didn't slow his pace at all, rapidly fucking himself on the dildo.

Hajime's resolve was crumbling as he watched the other man tremble and roll his hips. He tried to keep Fuyuhiko's punishment in mind, but it wasn't helping the way he had hoped. "Cum first," he managed to say. "Make yourself cum with that toy and then I'll consider fucking you."

Whining sharply, Fuyuhiko bounced harder, riding the dildo for all it was worth. He was so close, just a little more, and then he could finally have Hajime inside him...

He concentrated fully on the feeling of the toy plunging into him over and over, and he let out a long, low moan. "Mmn... Gonna cum...!"

"Yeah? Good," Hajime breathed, watching intently as his boyfriend fell apart.

It only took a few more thrusts for Fuyuhiko to reach his peak. He slammed himself down, taking the dildo as deep as possible. A loud moan tore out of his throat as he spilled onto the sheets. His whole body trembled and his muscles twitched around the toy.

Hajime was already unbuttoning his pants. He pushed Fuyuhiko down onto the pillows, carefully pulling the toy out of him and tossing it aside. He nudged the head of his cock against his boyfriend's sore entrance. "Color?" he asked hoarsely, barely holding himself back.

Fuyuhiko looked up at him, still trying to catch his breath, but a fucked-out grin spread across his face. "Green."

Immediately, Hajime pushed forward, sinking himself inside of his lover. He groaned, digging his fingers into Fuyuhiko's hips.

Without waiting, he started pounding forward, fucking desperately into his partner. He gasped against Fuyuhiko's temple, hips slapping against him.

Fuyuhiko sobbed out a moan, digging his nails into Hajime's shoulders. His body felt oversensitive in the wake of his orgasm, but being split open by his boyfriend's cock felt so fucking good. "Hahh... yes...! Fuck, more!"

It didn't take long for Hajime to near the edge, thrusting harder, plunging deep inside of Fuyuhiko. "Mmn... You feel so fucking good..." He leaned down, nipping at his lover's neck. "You want me to cum in you?"

Fuyuhiko let out a loud moan, rocking into each thrust excitedly. "Fuck yes! Cum in meee...!"

"You think you deserve it?" Hajime growled.

"Please!" Fuyuhiko gasped, muscles clenching reflexively. "I'll be good... Nnh, I'll be so good...!"

Hajime buried his face in the other man's neck, unable to hold himself back anymore. He pounded into Fuyuhiko's tight hole, desperately chasing his climax. Within minutes, he tumbled over the edge, slamming himself deep inside of Fuyuhiko, hot seed pouring into him.

The yakuza heir let out a sharp cry, squeezing tight around Hajime's cock as a second orgasm crashed over him. He gasped his lover's name as his vision went white.

They laid together for a long time, trying to catch their breath. Hajime nuzzled against his boyfriend's temple, hot breath washing over his ear. Fuyuhiko shivered at the sensation.

Eventually, Hajime raised himself up on his elbows, looking down at his lover with knitted brows. "Don't go to the party," he said quietly, sounding like a plea rather than an order.

Fuyuhiko huffed quietly, wrapping his arms around Hajime's neck. "Dumbass. I don't actually want to go to that stupid thing."

The brunette's brow furrowed more. "What? But you-"

"I was just trying to get a rise out of you," Fuyuhiko admitted with a smirk. "And it worked."

Hajime groaned in annoyance. "How many times have I told you to let me know when you're just being a brat?"

Fuyuhiko glared at him. "First of all, that would defeat the purpose. And second, how the fuck can you not tell?"

Glaring back, Hajime rolled his hips forward, listening to his boyfriend's surprised yelp. "Shut up. I ought to punish you for this whole stupid situation."

A dirty smirk split Fuyuhiko's face. "Oh, no," he replied in mock-distress. "Please don't keep fucking my brains out."

Snorting, Hajime lunged in to kiss his lover, slowly resuming thrusting into him. The two of them gasped and moaned, moving together tenderly. Both of them felt overly sensitive, but it was still incredibly good.

Yes, sometimes his boyfriend was infuriating, but Hajime really couldn't imagine their relationship any other way.

Lol, that was kinda... rambly? I don't know. But I hope it was okay.

Thanks for the prompt, anon. And I'm glad you liked the BT chapter! I want to do a lot more with this setting.

[forgottenronan]

OOC | Frosts & Pets

hello, friends, i am here with a VERY important announcement!! the frosts have three dogs and a cat!! id already mentioned the cat but more about her is coming <3 as for the pups, these dogs were initially runts in various litters of the malconaire sheep dogs that tended the malconaire herds etc. bc they were runts in too-large litters, these puppies required human care and thus the frosts took them home to hand-nurse and raise them, but!! lbr they're part of the family now <33333

DOGS

RITH (irish, meaning run)

LEISCE (irish, meaning laze)

COIRT (irish, meaning bark)

CAT

MIOTAS (irish, meaning fable)

ABOUT THE DOGGIES

i think you can tell a lil abt personalities from their names hahaha but ill def give you a lil more info abt each of them in a bit <3 all of three of them are family dogs who grew up w the frosts always there and regard all three frosts as well as the reaves and the og malconaire sisters as part of their multi-species pack hahaha

leisce and coirt remain at the frost abode, and keep cillian company when his siblings are away and theyre not busy in the fields with the sheep (there are other dogs so they tend to come and go to work with him and return to him to head home and flop in front of the fire in the evenings)

rith, however, was always ronan's puppy and, when he went away to war, rith was inconsolable. after a time, rith ran away to find him and has been been through his side through everything ever since and yes ngl to use modern parlance rith is 100% ronan's emotional support dog lbr you mess with rith, you mess w ronan!!!! rith currently lives in the woods w ronan and is, as far as cillian is concerned, the unofficial mascot of the rebellion sdklajfksdf

RITH

rith is the cleverest of the trio, and also the wisest. patient, clever, loyal, sure-legged. as his name suggests, rith's extremely fast, though as he's getting on in years he's a lil less eager to race around than he was as a pup, but when he does you'll be surprised how fast he is. extremely well trained and obedient, he knows ronan's every move and will readily respond to a series of whistles from him, their own secret language. unlike his canine brothers, rith is part sheep dog and part hunting dog from a brood that was in no way planned when one of lord malconaire's hunting dogs pursued a forbidden romance w one of the sheep dogs.

LEISCE

the sleepiest dog in the world, leisce is the oldest dog but don't let his laziness fool you: he's always been this way. he likes nothing better than lollygagging about in the bright sunshine and receiving pets. tho technically a working dog, he's more likely to snuggle the sheep than herd them, but he is very protective when it comes right down to it! he is, however, difficult to persuade to move. you'd do better to just step over him when he plants. leisce is saoirse's favorite and, when she's home, she lets him sleep in her bed with her (don't tell cillian or ronan!). (saoirse didn't want to be too obtrusive, so saoirse only brings miotas, back and forth w her from lorcan.) fortunately, leisce and miotas are also fast friends, though miotas loves to prank!

COIRT

vocal and excitable, coirt is the youngest of the dogs and also sometimes known as rinceoir (dancer) to cillian for his habit of leaping up on his back legs and half-walking about in excitement when he smells things. as you've perhaps guessed, given his name, he is extrememly curious and barks constantly. was that a rabbit or a breeze? let's assume rabbit! BARK! was that anything at all? who knows! BARK! fortunately, this is a very cheerful sound and coirt is always deeply happy to see anyone and everyone (esp if they come bearing scraps!). unlike leisce, he hardly ever lazes about, preferring to continuously sniff everything within reach, though the pair do love to cuddle at night and generally sleep together in front of the fire most nights! this is cillian's four-legged bestie (but i hc coirt often abandons cillian to hang w @forgottenpercy, uninvited! -- cillian doesn't mind tho).

MIOTAS

a sleek black cat, miotas is a mischief-maker (absolutely the sort of cat who jumps off on the mantel only to push things off it) and, as saoirse says, enjoys making trouble. she esp loves pranking the dogs (particularly coirt, mostly bc he's the easiest target due to his excitable nature). miotas is very clever and very faithful and, while quite independent, she is also very protective of the trio of puppers: miotas is absolutely the kind of cat who would fight a crocodile to protect her loved ones. she can absolutely be a touch aloof, but she also likes to be cuddly when she's in the mood, and she loves to travel by slinging herself around saoirse's shoulders like a scarf. no one knows precisely what miotas' origins are, beyond like being one of the malconaire barn cats. saoirse found her one day on the property as a tiny kitten, separated from her mother and litter and in of care. like the dogs, she was brought home and nursed by hand, and she's been saoirse's faithful shadow ever since.

[wisecrackingeric-2]

I'm so curious!! did your interest in don Quixote come after being interested in re4/Luis Serra? or were you already interested in it?

I've had quite a few interests that led me to new ones, so it's always interesting to see others do similar.

O U G H THANK YOU SM FOR ASKING I LOVE TALKING ABT DON QUIXOTE TEEHEE

But Yes you’re Very Right!!!!!! I only got into it AFTER getting into RE!!!!! Luis’ excitement around the subject was contagious what can I say HBXBEENJSNS but idk I always grew up on movies like The Neverending Story and The Last Unicorn so the genre of like good-at-heart chivalry has always been super appealing to me as well as just older books in general

like when I was in primary school our teacher taught us about a bunch of Shakesphere plays but she acted EVERY SINGLE ONE out BY HERSELF and that’s always stuck with me which I guess you could say is a telling argument on how people are more eager to learn stuff if they’re given a choice/shown it under a different light rather than how our current education system teaches things but what do I know HQBSHWNDHSNSJ

But also I watched the 1957 film that’s completely free on YouTube and the absolute insanity of the story encapsulated me I Guess (P L E A S E GO WATCH THAT MOVIE COMPLETELY BLIND I B E G ITS S O GOOD)

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your incentive to read to the bottom of this post is ✨Ben Vereen in a thong✨

In honor of yesterday being Good Friday and Easter being on Sunday, let me tell you about my current hyperfixation: Tim O’Horgans, original Broadway production of Jesus Christ Superstar.

This version is notoriously hated by Andrew Lloyd Webber- opening night being described as “the worst night of his life” but that’s only because even as a young man he was clearly a curmudgeon who hated fun.

This production is campy, it’s busy, and its clear it relies a lot on the spectacle pillar of theatre, but I love it nonetheless. my favorite version of JSC is the OBC recording consisting of: Jeff Fenholt as Jesus, Ben Vereen as Judas, Yvonne Elimen as Mary, Barry Dennin as Pilot, Bob Bingham as Caiaphus and Paul Ainsley as Herod. Some of the names you’ll recognize reprises their role for the 1973 movie.

I’m gonna tell you a few my of favorite fun facts/ things I noticed based on images and what I’ve read in Nassirs Rock Opera. Without further ado:

Overture: There are many descriptions of the overture, and they're very wild and I have no idea how to verbalize it. But I can tell you that Jesus rode in on a golden chalice with this opulent cape on lol.

You can learn more abt the staging for the overture here. The next pic is of him in his chalice chariot thing lol

Heaven on Their Minds: These are images of Judas and his tormentors. Now, Judas is usually played by a very strong actor, so a visual representation of what he’s going through isn’t really necessary, but I love the concept. They’re these hooded, shadow figures who follow him around and push him about on the stage. They chronically torment him and he fights them throughout the show until it’s time for his death where they lifthim up so he can get the rope to hang himself.

This Jesus Must Die: this one gets me really excited. So the High Priests are on this brige that’s meant to look like dinosaur fossils; and have you seen their costumes?? Like I have so many questions, this is such an interesting take. They keep their elaborate head pieces in the 1973 film, and they also give them a scaffold as a lair, but their costumes/set is so campy here. Really giving off Disney villain. Their part in the show received a lot of criticism because they’re portrayed kinda smarmy, and slinking in the shadows; the portrayal was deemed anti-semantic.

In the 1973 movie, they added the song “Then We are Decided,” between Caiaphus and Anna’s to portray a more human side to the Sanhedrin. That song is never performed, so you can imagine how well that went.

Hosanna

This is probably my least favorite song in the whole album but visually? I have no idea what's going on in this picture, but I love it. So it's a processional and the priests are watching from their lair. Apparently the props are supposed to look like microbes, and I know there was an insane thought process behind this, it's giving protozoa, amoeba realness. Like someone is carrying a giant set of dentures, can you find them?

Pilate's Dream

Costume Design for Pilate, and also Pilates Dream

The Temple: This is another wild one:

No Words, simply watch the Tony performance:

I Don’t Know How to Love Him:

She's so cute, I love her. This song was apparently one of the biggest applause of number, justifiably. I think one of the biggest complaints with this production as a whole, was the use of the gaudy mics. They're interesting. You can watch her performance at the tony's too.

Gethsemane: Apparently, Gethsemane was one of the biggest flops of the night, such a flop that people were laughing lol. It was staged with Jeff Fenholt, alone, center stage. There was this thing that dropped down behind him, O'Horgan dubbed 'The Universe Box'. It was suppose to look like Jesus was singing this song at the precipice of the universe with a galaxy of stars around him. In Rock Opera, Nassir refers to it as 'O'Horgans oversized toy', and there were several things that compared it to decorative boxes and toys from the 80's. I tried really hard to visualize this, because the concept of it sounds super cool. Instead, it looked silly to viewers and apparently Jeff Fenholt (who sings my favorite rendition of Gethsemane) didn't have the acting chops to pull away from the failure of the concept. YOU! DO! NOT! UNDERSTAND! THE! ANGST! I WENT! THROUGH! TO! GET! AN! IMAGE! OF !! THIS!!! DAMMED!!!!! BOX!!!!

Okay, I have to agree, it does look... strange and I would not have guessed it was supposed to represent the universe.

I'm not quite sure what is looks like. 💀💀

(I found the image from a person on TikTok! The account has lots of JCS OBC tidbits )

Pilate and Christ:

There was this really cool set piece that acted as the door to Pilates palace, it was ceasers head, and when the doors opened, it would expand to reveal 6 more eyes and pilate would sashay out lol.

King Herod

This number also got a lot of applause, it was definitely comedic relief, as Herod is often used for. Apparently he was wheeled in inside a giant, green dragons head and it opened to reveal him sitting in like a shell type thing. I'm still trying to find pictures of this prop- after finding the universe box, I am determined! He was in full drag with nails, the dress, the headdress and those fabulous platforms. Those platforms slay, btw.

Apparently there were a lot of high kicks and they did the Charleston lol.

Could We Start Again Please

There was some criticism about this songs placement in the show.This number was said to be not memorable at all because people were still reeling from the show Herod put on I think it's placed perfectly, because it kinda brings you back to the gravity of the situation. Had this song been placed before Herods Song, right after this Judas would hang himself. That's just too much too soon if you ask me. This provided a nice buffer, to settle down and get ready for the angst to come

Judas Death: Here are images of Judas' tormentors helping him take his life.

Trial With Pilate: Apparently this number flopped too. People said it was too long and the positioning of Dennen's mic caused him issues as his voice would cut in and out when he moved. Also, I have no idea what to make of the Roman guards costumes

I love the images of Barry Dennen going feral, pls best Pilate!!

Superstar: aaah,, the titular song. This was another stand out and y'all, If you thought Carl Andersons white fringe was extra? Any Judas getting bedazzled, wearing sparkles or glam during this song??? Yeah, none of that holds a Candle to Ben Vereen fucking coming out and performing this song in a gold thong. I can't make this shit up.

Now, I think this part is pretty cool. Jesus rises out of the ground wearing what's been dubbed 'the chrysalis'. It starts out thin, but each ensemble member grabs a pillar and spread the cape out across the stage. Judas sing this song on a butterfly set piece behind him. Okay metaphor 😩

For the opulence that was displayed throughout the entire show, the crucification was rather simple; he's simply stripped out of the 'chrysalis ' and put on a triangle.

Pls. Anyway. I love this show and we need a revival of this exact production! I'll wait until ALW expires and then find a producer lmfao 😌 There are a few updates that need to be made, but it is absolutely possible with todays technology?? Image updated gethsemane?? Tom O'Horgan your mind, sir!!!! Anyway. I love this production.

If you made it this far, thank you, I hope you now love this production as much as I do. 🫶🏾