#damn it this hurt to write out

[tipzycat]

This latest chapter has my mind in a whirl. That and with the added spoilers...like...I'm sorry, but no one without some form of serious trauma goes to their sibling saying shit like "I'm sorry, but you're not my brother, you should be my son instead!" Or...whatever it was that Mikuni said.

So with that in mind...my brain came up with a very dark theory. BIG TWS FOR THIS

Lily has very clearly developed a big...BIG lie to cover up the fact that Misono's birth was from Mikado cheating on Kiroko (That's her name right?) With a maid. However...what if that is also a lie?

It looks bad on Mikado to be a CEO who cheated on his wife. However...wouldn't something like child SA look far more worse? Especially that of a maid...someone below him...assaulting his son?

He'd have to hide that very carefully from public view. Taking into consideration that Lily and Mikuni seem to have a bond with each other already, he more than likely tried to get Lily into hiding it as well (While being played and manipulated by Lily at the exact same time.)

Mikuni obviously is not comfortable with this. Yet he adores Misono very dearly. However the one who took this extremely badly is of course...Mikuni's mother. Why should she allow her baby's SAer to live? Much less the baby born from that? Mikuni took note of it driving her insane...at that time he probably didn't want her to actually die. Yet her killing someone he dearly loves...well he can't have that happen. Though he didn't expect Jeje to kill her apparently.

Now we jump into the current times. Mikuni more than likely had help from C3 and Lily in choosing Mahiru. In a way...Mahiru is similar to him. Yet all so very different. Mahiru had support in his times of need...Mikuni...didn't. So he sought Mahiru out for support.

Take us to the C3 arc...

This part. This is the part that Mikuni turned. When he shattered. I don't think that Mahiru meant to deeply wound him...he doesn't know what happened. However...YOU DONT SAY THAT TO SOMEONE REGARDLESS OF WHAT HAPPENED-

This is the turning point. This is why Mikuni is lashing out so badly. It also really didn't help at all when Tsurugi laughed in his face over this.

So...yeah...

I think that the spider web that Lily so carefully woven into place to keep this locked up...is unraveling under Mikuni's reign.

Also...

Misono looks nothing like Mikado...However...

If he didn't part his hair the way that his mother does...he'd be a purple Mikuni.

[deoidesign]

Thinking about vampires, death, life, and the space they occupy in between

[crybaby-bkg]

Gojo gets so drunk off of you whenever you ride him. You think it’s because he’s spoiled, he says he just loves you a lot.

It’s something about being able to lay back, watch how your hips roll against his, how your clit rubs against the white pubes at his base, how your chest heaves with every moan. The way your hands never know what to do with themselves, gripping his shoulders and chest before gripping your own, touching yourself between your legs, holding his cock at the base whenever it slips out.

He feels intoxicated every time you get on top. The only downside about it is—is he can’t really control himself, either. If he doesn’t hold your hips down and take over, then he’s trying to ward off a too early orgasm. Gojo can’t help it, really, everything about you is just so addicting.

Like now—your mouth is pressed against his, your hands are tangled in his hair, your hips slowly grind against his own. It hasn’t even been long enough for that familiar feeling to twist in his lower stomach, for his balls to twitch so soon. His warm hands try to pull you off of him, but you pull them away from your skin, instead pinning them on the headboard beside his head.

“Oh, cmon,” Gojo whines, albeit playfully despite the concerning way his cock begins to throb inside of you. You shake your head at him, lids lowering as you focus on grinding against him, his cock nudging something soft inside of you to make you moan.

“Lemme take over, so you don’t have to do all the hard work.” Gojo pleads, bottom lip pouting at you. But you ignore it, leaning forward to instead nip at his lip, squeezing his wrists in your hands. He could break away from you easily, but it’s something about the control you’re exerting over him that makes his tip leaky.

“Shut up,” you huff softly, hips starting to pick up pace. Gojo twists a little underneath you, biting at his bottom lip as he tries to stave off his oncoming orgasm.

“Baby—“

“I’m not fucking finished with you, so just sit back and take it.” You bite at him, eyebrow screwing up as you try to angle your hips to get some friction against your clit, hands squeezing his wrists tightly. You glare up at him from under your lashes, and Gojo, the slut, has a moment of awakening when you lock eyes.

He cums almost instantly, with a punched out sound emitting from his throat, head thrown back as he gasps out your name. His cock kicks and spurts inside of you, filling you up to the brim and you can only moan at the warming feeling of it. Gojo is loud with every rope inside of you, bright eyes falling closed behind his lids as he leans forward to rest his head on your shoulder.

He catches his breath after a few seconds, and speaks against your sweaty skin.

“Think I might’ve discovered something about myself.” He whispers, circling your waist when you release him to pull you in closer to him, making you both hiss.

“That was nothing new for you, Satoru.” You sigh softly into his hair. He laughs at that, and doesn’t deny it. He thinks he might be more transparent than he realized.

[nemotakeit]

the duality of man

[atiyasnake]

What came after the King

So, I know there is a ton of summoning the ghost king and usually it ends up with Danny/Phantom coming up when usually it was expected Pariah Dark would show up. They expect this big bad dude, the Tyrant King but get the bag of sass and puns that we have deemed Danny to be since Ghost King Danny is a really fun thing. 

But what if Pariah is indeed still the ghost king. What if that time when he was locked back into the sarcophagus didn’t qualify Danny to be the new Ghost King, so Pariah was still it. Just asleep like before.  (many ways to make it so since ya know *imagination*)   But overall, Ghost King is still Pariah Dark...and he can still be summoned. 

That would serve for some pretty interesting scenarios. For the cults guys and ofc for the heroes who might be in a situation where their last resort is summoning the Ghost King. Most situations would probably end in world domination and destruction seeing as Pariah Dark isn’t such a nice dude. 

So imagine, there we have Pariah Dark unleashed on the mortal realm summoned from the sarcophagus by cultists and making up for the time he has been locked away by causing destruction and poor heroes who are trying to figure out what the hell to do. 

But then from the portal where Pariah Dark had been bringing in his undead army, something else came out. Something powerful that everyone can sense and they feared what else the Ghost King called to his side in his reign of terror. 

A clawed hand connected to too-long arms. A body made of a black void. Eyes glowing a bright white with a green sheen. It crawled its way out of the swirling green portal and the temperature dropped. An unsettling chill deep in their bones grew along with a pressure that made their body feel heavy before too light. More and more of the body appeared and it was too big. It hurts to look at, to try to make sense of what they were looking at. A hero or two could have sworn that it was absorbing light, like a living black hole. It’s become too silent and some second guess whether they were even alive because they can’t hear the pounding of their hearts in their heads anymore from before. 

Everyone in its presence was untethered, feeling like they are floating in a cold nothingness. 

It’s a sudden change that left them catching their breath they were not even sure they were getting. 

Then they watched as this creature looked at Pariah Dark, its eyes shifted in color and became brighter. Its body writhed where it was. Its claws grew longer and dug into the ground below. There’s suddenly a ringing in their ears and some notice that the creature had opened its mouth that they hadn’t been able to see before and don’t want to look at.

It’s angry, so very angry. 

When it looked at them, they knew they couldn’t stop it. They could do nothing against the creature. Their death was inescapable. Deep inside of them, they knew. 

But the eyes softened when it looked at them. The chill abated, becoming more gentle instead of harsh and biting. They could feel where their feet were against the ground again. They could hear the reassuring sound of the breaths they took and the beating of their hearts. They were no longer floating in an unforgiving void. 

There was no question that the creature was angry but it was not directed at them. There was no malice in its gaze. A soothing croon echoed out from the creature, caressing them and lessening the pain in their bodies and panic in their minds. 

A few of them noticed that they had been moved, further away from the destruction and other threats. 

Seemingly, with one last glance, the creature looked back at Pariah Dark. It’s fury so clear but none of it touched them. They were still protected. And when the creature headed toward Pariah Dark’s Army, when it obliterated his forces with ease and finally met Pariah Dark with claws, an open maw, and a wail that shook the ground, they felt none of it. 

The creature’s fight with the Ghost King did not touch anyone. It did not add to the destruction that had already surrounded them. 

As Pariah Dark fought back and attempted to escape the clutches of the creature as it dragged him toward the portal, he was unable to. Despite every hit, scream, and curse the creature never faltered and all they heard was the scream of a King cut off as he was pulled through swirling green. 

Leaving the heroes a mess to clean up and a lot fewer casualties/injuries than expected. But afterward, there is a mad rush to get rid of the ways to summon the Ghost King. To not have anything like it happen again. To never even consider summoning the Ghost King because no good would come out of it. 

They did not want there to be any chance of the Ghost King coming back.

But it was not only because of the Ghost King himself, no. 

But also for what came after the King. 

~

But yeah! overall, it would be cool to see more fic/drabble/ etc of how it would be if Pariah Dark was summoned but as a result Danny/Phantom came after him, in any of his forms tho. this drabble here was if Danny came after in a more elritch form. 

[knownoshamc]

"snuff" by sli.pknot is such a loumand song

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

got so into my laughingstock feels that i burnt my fuckign toast

[batshikns]

i actually love life. gee golly it's crazy.

[arcsin27]

Idk how to use ao3 😫 I couldn’t find a specific fic premise I wanted to read

Granted it’s possible the ship is so niche no one’s written it but still

Anyways how would one go about finding fics with a specified plot point or premise in general?

[eternallystupiyuuki]

i drew manic spamton in red crayon on apple freeform

it crashed me like 5 times so i would finish it but no

" GIVE 1T UP [[sponge]] !! YOU’LL N3V£R [heart attack?] ME, nOT BI A [[big shot!]] "

[dubacheryking]

It seems like you really like the IT book( it 1986), so do you remember Eddie Corcoran’s story from chapter 6. Because like his chapter is for real one of the most heartbreaking chapters in the whole book and he’s like so underrated for no reason. Soooo like what’s your opinions on him and other little interesting thing like that lol.

:)

oh my GOG tbh i think eddie corcoran's death is straight up the most horrifying part of the book. like if u put a gun to my head and said "what part of IT 86 do u find the most stomach churning" THATS IT RIGHT THERE. no one ever really talks abt it by 90% of the fandom on here is movie based and they dont FUCKING include it for some godawful reason (i can understand the 1990 ver not including it specifically for censorship reasons, since it was the 90s and also made for tv and ALSO cut to 3hrs lol) but like. the fact that it wasnt in the movies is criminal tbh.

but i digress.

as for opinions and such regarding the corcoran boy.... i mean, we get next to nothing abt him. what we know is a) his stepdad is an abusive piece of shit b) he had a younger brother that he seemingly cared about deeply (SOBS) c) his pos stepdad killed his baby brother (LIKE ACTUAL BABY. A 4YO???? FR????) d) his death was horrific. theres a little bit more but but but i havent reread that chapter recently so some of it is certainly escaping me. i wish there was more about him as an actual person, but i also understand that w the book already being a billion pages long there is only so much small details that could actually be included, and the history of derry and main story obvs will trump this specific smaller story--but like, fr, i want to know more abt eddie. we know he was terrified of the thing from the black lagoon (fair) and obvs holds a lot of fear and anger and guilt regarding dorsey's death, we know hes abused, we know how he dies. its a weird paradox of being very close to this character (in terms of his pov at the time, being in his head and all just like w any of the main losers) and being extremely removed (we know nothing abt his internal life beyond what his abuse brings out). which. frankly it's somewhat genius bc, yeah, abuse DOES tend to stifle the actual personality/interests of the person being abused and DOES like literally fuck w the brain chemistry and processessing of a child (source: happened to me lolololol), but its also heartbreaking that all we know him as is One of The Missing. he can never be more. its fucked.

soooo . this got away from me. sorry if it makes little to no sense ill just do a small bit on my thoughts summarized HERE:

i wholeheartedly agree that eddie corcoran's death is like. the worst part of the story. listening to it makes me legit sick to my stomach in a way NO OTHER PART OF THE BOOK DOES. LEGIT. and i think the main reason for that is while cosmic horror space clown spider thing is fake, duh, and more obviously used as a stand in for trauma and specifically for childhood trauma and the lasting effects that it has on our psyche, eddie's death is REAL. dorsey's death is REAL. we see, in grusome, up close detail, the actual consequences of abuse and how it destroys people's lives--specifically children's. we see how the complacency of those around such families (eddie's mom, the teachers, the principal, the town of derry at large) contributes to the horrific mistreatment of the most vulnerable, and how NONE OF THEM suffer any consequences for their lack of action. the section ends with eddie's mother getting access to his savings, which amount to less than 20$. to do so, she has to have him legally declared dead, EVEN THOUGH THEY DO NOT HAVE A BODY. AND THAT'S FUCKED. SHE DOESN'T EVEN WANT TO MAKE SURE HE'S FUCKING DEAD BEFORE SHE DOES THIS, DOESN'T WANT THE CLOSURE, DOESN'T WANT TO LAY HIM TO REST, DOESN'T WANT A PLACE TO VISIT. I CAN'T. like obviously we see themes of abuse and neglect in the whole book, that's the whole point, but eddie's story is different. there is no winning. there is no escape. you can't spin it into a better life.

he's a kid, just like any of the losers, but to the universe, he's not 'special,' so his death doesn't matter. he could have been swapped in with any of the other characters--fuck, he literally shares the name of one of them!! and yet he's not, and because of that, he doesn't matter. his death effects no one. the only positive is that it reopens dorsey's case, and even then, the reopening of his brother's death almost entirely sweeps eddie under the rug. the town of derry turns away, and when the truth of dorsey corcoran's death is revealed, the shrug, go so very sad, and wipe their hands of it. just another child death at the hands of an adult monster, just another day.

[sleepy-crypt1d]

people dont write wheatley mean enough, ive decided. like, he's an asshole. that's a huge part of his character. YES he is also pathetic and a fucking loser who i could drop kick.

that's why he's an asshole.

he's mean and self-centered and uncaring because that is how he has always been treated.

he frequently calls you brain dead, he throws out the idea of turning you in to GLaDOS' so he can live, he spends a full minute insulting children and calling manual laborers stupid - because that's how he's been treated. he was made to be stupid, he was abandoned by his creators because they didn't care, and then he's insulted time and time again by being called a moron when, if you actually look at the game from his perspective, he's the one who's did all the work!!

he has been kicked, insulted, almost killed and ignored his entire life no SHIT he's more than happy to turn those exact same actions onto other people without any sort of care for their feelings. no one's ever cared for his?? so why should he??

people either have him as a stammering uwu little baby who's either completely helpless or a creep or they make him super over confident when he's neither. yes, he stutters and yes there are times he's embarrassed but that's because he overthinks and has a hard time putting things into words. he is fucking terrifying, yes, but it's not because he's confident. it's because he's willing to do anything just to prove he can.

wheatley is so mischaracterized it hurts and it makes me so upset. this game has been out for ten years and i need my guy to be seen as the actual nuanced character he is.

[shadowxamyweek]

Hey, you mentioned a while ago that you don't imagine the future because you feel like you can't, or you're not allowed.

Why are you then letting yourself be so vulnerable with Amy?

[Shadow sits in a locked room deep within the bowels of a GUN outpost. There, they flip through a briefing file. In and amongst the composite of information and evidence, they find this letter. Shadow stiffens, swallowing as they grind their teeth. Their eyes dart about, brow furrowing, until they land on a camera in the corner of the room facing them. Then, slowly, their eyes move towards a wall to the side of them, almost entirely made of a one-way mirror.] [There's a pause.] [Shadow takes a deep breath, settling their features as they move to stand. The door at the far end of the room unlocks and opens. A GUN soldier stands there, waiting.] [Shadow moves forward, holding the file in one hand with the letter on top.] Shadow: I do not know who is in charge of maintaining the quality of your classified documentation, but they need to keep their personal correspondence *out* of official paperwork. [The GUN soldier takes the folder and looks at the letter. Their face sours instantly. Shadow leaves, walking briskly down the hallway, hands clenched into tight fists.] [They make their way to a lockerroom. It is empty. Shadow stalks the throughway until they stop at their locker. As they fiddle with the electric combination lock, their hands start to shake. Once, twice, they mess up the combination. On the third time, Shadow slams their fist into the locker with a snarl.] [All is still. They take a deep breath. They try the combination again. This time, the lock yeilds, and they open their locker. It's largely empty. There is a spare set of inhibitor rings, heavy cold-weather clothes, and a few chaos drives. Shadow pushes all of this aside to reveal, in the far back, a very narrow shelf on which hides a single dark chao figure, like one would get from a gacha pod.] [Shadow reaches in, loosely cupping the toy in their hand as they run a thumb over its tiny head.] [For a brief second, their stony expression cracks.]

[hecksupremechips]

The best feeling in the world is when there’s a piece of media you know you love and you’ve hyped it up as your favorite thing for so long but you haven’t revisited it in a while so you start to worry if it’s really as good as you make it out to be and so you go back and revisit it and it’s like. Oh this is even better than I remembered this shit rules

[running-in-the-dark]

oh, great! I cleaned out all my fountain pens before we moved, and then chose just a few to take with me. plus ink, obviously.

except someone took the damn ink out of the bag I had put it in. sooo it's probably in the storage unit now and I won't see it again until April 🙃