#even just watching the streams helps me escape reality for a bit

[bass-alien]

this bizzarap set is exactly what I needed after this week 😭 mixing a black eyed peas song with his song he did with snow tha product just made my fucking night lmaooo

[qirongshusband]

I love your works!!:3 so i hope dont mind me requesting a toji x male reader where toji is a camboy and the readers gets a priv chat with him and call where toji thinks there female but actually male (since manly people would get more girs than guys) and just flirts way to much

Sorry im yapping so mucchhh, thank you if you do🎀

݁CamBoy Toji .

Notes ~ you didn’t yap don’t worry thank you so much for explaining what you wanted! ( ＾∀＾)

MENTIONS — Camboy!Toji, Toji Fushiguro, masturbating, livestream, dildo, mentions of feminization, flirting, nicknames.

You had finally arrived back home from a long day of hanging out with your friends, you wanted some time for yourself to relax and rewind. You grabbed your laptop and a few other things as you made it to your bed.

As you sat on your bed you opened your laptop powering it on to watch one of your favorite ‘streamers’..a ‘streamer’ who makes videos of himself having sexual intercourse with other women or him pleasing himself in short videos. Oh and how bad you wish you were those women he was fucking, you’ve been watching his stuff for months maybe a year.. of course you didn’t make any attempt to talk to him as you were a man and didn’t think he had any attraction to men, you thought he wouldn’t be into men as his page was just him fucking women or other stuff for women.

You enjoyed his videos though, you would watch them anytime you would get time alone for yourself, Toji Fushiguro was a very attractive man with blue silver-ish eyes and a perfectly built body his voice was even better too..that deep low tone that could send shivers down your spine. You really wish you were one of the women he’d talk dirty to or the ones he’d touch with those big calloused hands of his.

You shook your head and stopped fantasizing about all the scenarios that could happen you snapped back to reality, leading your hands to click on the stream he currently had. He was getting requests and comments telling him to do things or asking him lewd questions, of course all of the commenters were woman, you wanted to be a bit bold though, you had sent a few dollars a long with a message telling him how good he looked and how you enjoyed his ‘content’ and after he read what you said a slight smirk emerged from his lips as he said a low ‘thank you.’ With a small hum in his tone.

You couldn’t help but get aroused from his reaction and pull down the remaining fabrics that felt tight around your crotch, you spread your legs as you then looked over at the small little pile of things you grabbed from earlier, you grabbed your 9inch dildo — just as long as Toji’s cock — and you grabbed a bottle of lube as you applied it to the dildo as you then lined it up to your puckered hole and slowly slid it in, there was already a tight feeling in your abdomen as it continued to slowly slide its way inside you. You continued to watch his stream as you moved the fake cock in and out, faint moans escaped your lips as you were gasping from how stretched out you were getting, he was also masturbating on stream you could only imagine that was his cock moving inside you,

All you could do was whine and moan out his name whining and hoping one day he could just fuck your guts out, you were too lost and flooded in pleasure with out realizing your foot had guided its way to the ‘request to join live’ button, Toji noticed as he then pressed accept, your camera was off but you were unmuted letting out soft whines and loud moans for everyone and him to hear. “Hello— oh?” He raised his eyebrow in curiosity as a smirk marked on his face, you didn’t realize until you looked down and noticed he could hear you. You gasped as you tried to mute yourself but couldn’t, “such’a pretty n’ cute voice. ‘Wanna continue f’me?” Toji said a seductive lewd tone, your moans where so soft and high he had mistakend you for a girl, you were really quiet as you were completely still, only slight whimpers could be heard from you.

“Too shy to speak hm? I could move ya’ to a private call w’me..” you could only let out a soft hum which indicated ‘yes’ which was all he needed to end his little stream and move you to a private call with him, “so..what’s yer name.” you didn’t choose to answer you remained quiet, you were too shy to talk to him. “Too shy to speak eh? Ha..you weren’t too quiet to request to join my stream n’ moan your little heart out sweetheart. Of course I’m not judging though, I found it cute. Keep goin’ f’me.” He said shutting his eyes and smiling with that smirk he always has that you see in his videos. At first you were hesitant but you slowly continued to keep going trying to suppress your moans with your hand over your mouth but failed miserably as you went faster and harder, you couldn’t help but think about him as you heard his moans while he stroked his cock in front of you, you got to have him to yourself…as you got to watch him stroke his dick off to you,

It felt so wrong but so right, he didn’t know you were a man and you didn’t know if he swung that way all you could do was live in the moment as he told you what to do. He mentioned some things for you to do that you really couldn’t because you had no female parts but tried to make it work..it felt like a slight turn off when he’d call you a ‘good girl’ or anything of the sort that was feminine but you couldn’t blame him, he didn’t know you were a man. You felt yourself closer to your orgasm as you curled up your toes and arched your back moaning even louder, louder, letting out more and more whines and whimpers. You moved your hand to mute your mic, your vision was a little hazy and you thought you pressed the mute button but you turned your camera on without knowing,

You had laid back on your bed catching your breath and panting heavily, he noticed your camera was on and his eyes slightly widening as they soon went calm again, “oh? So yer a man huh? That’s new, shoulda have told me, would’ve actually tried to please ya’ properly.” You gasped as you sat up quickly in a panic to shut off your laptop so prepared to block him but he quickly stopped you from doing so as he chuckled looking at you in the eyes, “ya’know, yer really pretty. And you have such a nice body..can’t believe you would hide this from me, sweetheart. Such a pretty boy.” He whispered to you. You couldn’t bring yourself to reply to him as you looked away from him your heart was beating you could feel it pounding in your chest as butterflies started to fill your stomach as your breath was still slightly hitched from earlier. “Here..take my number, I ‘wanna do this again with’ya again some day. Maybe even get to actually do something with you too..give me a call whenever baby.” The call then ended as you sat there flabbergasted and dumbfounded, with his number in the chat from the ended call and left with how he reacted..you…you weren’t expecting that.

[thedeadstoryteller1]

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 | 𝓩𝓪𝔂𝓷𝓮 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: 𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓁𝓈 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓁. 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝒹. 𝐻𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓅𝓇𝒿𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒾𝓃 𝒷𝑒𝒹.

𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈: 𝐸𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅, 𝐼 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝑒𝓍. 𝒪𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓍. 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒞𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓅𝒾𝑒. 𝒟𝓇. 𝑅𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎

𝒜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓈𝓉: 𝒲𝑒𝒾𝒷𝑜 | 猫猫修仙_

I finished putting on the last coat of mascara when my phone chimes.  

It’s a message from Zayne: 

Emergency surgery tonight. I’m sorry. Don’t wait for me. I will make it up. 

I let out a groan of annoyance and toss my phone on the bed. For the past month, Zayne has been working overtime at the hospital, with a shortage of medical staff running like the plague. This is the third time he’s had to cancel our dinner plans. I understand the work he does is important; hell, he works so much so he could find a cure to save me from my illness. However the feeling of disappointment and sadness never fails to creep in. I stare at myself in the vanity mirror, disheartened again for having my hair and makeup done so nicely, just for it to go to waste. My hair in loose curls, I spent hours trying to blow it out to give it volume. I was even wearing his favorite earrings and I did a soft glam look. My big statement was the red lipstick that he’d help me choose when we went shopping.  With Zayne’s irregular work hours and my crazy job schedule, we’ve hardly seen each other at all since I moved in with him. It’s been so empty without him here at night, since there are times he’s been sleeping at the hospital. I knew tonight wouldn't be any different; “don’t wait for me” means he's not coming home. Looking at the dress hanging on the closet door a small sigh escapes my lips. I grab my makeup wipes and proceed to take off the freshly finished look. 

“I guess I’ll put you back in the closet…again.” I clean up the vanity and throw the dress in our shared walk in closet. Knowing him, he will pick it up and realize I’m not happy. 

After a few minutes of sulking I decided to hop in the shower again. Washing my hair using my strawberry scented shampoo and his favorite smelling body wash “Jasmine Flower”, I let my sadness out and shed a few tears. Everyone told me about the hard reality of dating a doctor. Zayne, however, always made time and put in so much effort to balance his work life and our life together. That’s why I can’t stay mad at him, no matter how many times I feel this sadness or disappointment. I know it breaks him just as much as me. 

Stepping out of the shower, I let my hair air dry. Normally I’d wear an oversized t-shirt to bed but tonight I went with my silky white lingerie dress. In the slight off chance that he does come home, I wanted to punish him a little bit. Not wearing any panties as well would send him into overdrive.  The very thought of him losing control makes me bite my lip. Flustered, I take it as a sign to go to bed. Following my nightly routine I pick up my phone and text Zayne three simple words. 

I love you

 I place my phone on the nightstand and hop into bed. The scent of Zayne’s cologne on the bed sheets is so faint, a few tears stream down my face as I doze off slowly. I’m not sure how much time has passed when I hear the sound of footsteps. Opening my eyes slightly, the clock on my nightstand reads 2:30 am. He’s home?

Zayne is quiet as ever taking off his suit and watch. I know he places them all neatly in his side of the closet. I hear a small “hmm”... he’s definitely picked up the dress and placed it neatly in its home. He jumps into bed beside me. Normally he would shower after coming home from the hospital; he must be exhausted. 

He wrapped his arms around me, pulling my back closer to his chest. I can’t help but let out a small moan; his scent is intoxicating. The smell of hospital and his regular cologne fill the air. Cucumber with mint makes him smell fresh but with an underline of sweet notes like jasmine and lavender. He knows it is my favorite. 

“Shouldn’t you be sleeping.” He whispers in my ear. My body twitches at the sounds of his voice. I push myself closer to him, placing my ass perfectly on his bulge. He’s wearing just his boxers. His hands move down to my breast, my silky lingerie straps start to fall down my shoulders. 

“I’m sorry.” he says while placing small kisses on my neck's sweet spot.  

“Dr. Zayne, you missed our appointment.” I groan tiredly.  My fingers find his hair, tugging softly. His little moan causes my cunt to vibrate. Feeling his breath against my neck, I turn to face him. His green eyes turned dark with lust. 

“My apologies. Let us start your physical.” He huffs before placing his lips against mine. His soft lips part, sliding his tongue in my mouth. The kiss grows deeper as I grind on him. With each second passing, we pull each other closer. With his hand on my breast, his thumb and index finger make small circles on my hard nipple. We gasp for air, it's been so long since we’ve felt each other's embrace. I craved his body like the desert craves water, and it looked like Zayne craved me too. 

I feel Zayne’s rock hard cock twitching with anticipation, he breaks away from our kiss. He positions himself on top of me. His ears are red and his cheeks are burning hot, and our eyes lock for a moment. No words needed to be spoken. I knew what he was saying. 

I miss you. 

For a moment he admires my figure. Scanning me intently, his breathing is heavy and my cunt is yearning to feel his touch. 

“You’ll need to remove your clothes, so I can properly examine you.” His hand tugs at my lingerie slightly. 

“Y- yes Dr. Zayne.” I pull my lingerie off and over my head, fully exposing my body. Zayne’s eyes glimmer as he takes in my form. His hands travel from my waist, his finger tips moving slowly up my torso. Caressing my skin softly, his touch and the cold breeze send goosebumps down my back. Before anything else can be said he leans over and places his mouth on my right nipple. He sucks slightly on it while moving his tongue around in small circles. A bolt of electricity jumps through me, causing me to moan loudly. His hand makes his way to my wet cunt, using his fingers he teases my inner labia. With up and down motions, seeming like he’s going to finger me. Instead he rubs my clit, causing my legs to shake.  

Zayne’s fingers move slowly around my throbbing clit. My hips sway to his rhythm, the feeling of him touching me is enough to make me explode. I moan his name with each circular motion. 

“Z-z-Zayne.” I cry. His mouth leaves my nipple, and he is once again towering over me, admiring how flustered I am. Closing my eyes with the pleasure,   I know he has a small smirk. He knows what he is doing to make me submit to him. He knows I’m his and his only. Before any more seconds pass, he slides his fingers inside me. My back arches, his fingers moving slowly at first, but his tempo increases with each moan that escapes my lips. 

“You're so wet and hot, darling.” he mutters under his breath. “I want to taste you.” Zayne gives me no time to process his words. He quickly removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue, throwing my legs over his shoulders. His hands hold onto my thighs for support, while his warm sweet tongue explores me like never before. His ferocious licking sends shockwaves throughout my whole body. He spends his time licking my clit, the rubbing motion of his tongue makes my legs start to shake.  

“Z-zayne, I-I’m close baby.” I struggled with my words, the feeling of sweet orgasm so close. 

“Wait for me.” Zayne doesn't hesitate, his boxers flying off the bed.  

“Zayne … I love you.” I say, with that he shoves his cock deep into my pussy. We both let out a loud moan. I grab onto the sheets as he starts stroking. He hits my g-spot everytime as he leans over me, his face buried in my neck. I let go of the sheets and find their way onto his back. My nails make their way into his soft skin; I make sure I don’t hurt him by going too deep. 

“Mhmm.” Zayne moans. “I love you.” he whispers back into my ear. His right hand cups my cheek, while his left hand is used for support so he doesn't crush me. The sound of his grunts in my ear makes my stomach do flips. The feeling of him inside me, stroking hard sends my body into overdrive. I don’t know how much longer I can hold in my orgasm. I want to cum all over his dick, I want to feel his sweet, hot cum inside of me. 

Zayne takes his arms and slides them underneath me and he lifts me up, placing me perfectly on top of him. He holds me close as he continues to drive his dick deep into my cervix. It’s amazing how strong he is, catching a glimpse of his arm muscles flexing. I’m on top of him but he’s doing all the work. I press my forehead to his, locking eyes with him again, his beautiful green eyes gaze into mine. 

“Zayne.” I pant. 

“Cum with me.” He moans.

“Together.” I say as I stare into his eyes. 

No words can describe the sweet feeling of release. He fills me up, causing me to ascend into euphoria. His hot cum inside my body makes me arch my head back, as I let myself go onto him. He holds me close however, not letting me leave his face. He pants profusely, trying to catch his breath. Losing all my strength, I turn into watery mush in his arms. He holds me up, embracing me even harder as he is still inside me. His strength will never cease to amaze me. 

The moon shines brightly into the room, illuminating us. My hair is draped over his face as I continue to lay on top of him, our foreheads still pressed together. His eyes shine brighter. I’m so in love with you, I think to myself. 

“You’re so beautiful in the moonlight.” He says softly, as he kisses my lips again. It’s passionate, two lovers kissing each other again, like it's the last time they will ever get the chance to do so. 

I move away, trying to catch my breath. He smiles, causing me to melt all over again. 

“Don’t leave…please.” I beg him, I blush, trying to hold back the tears. The thought of him having to go back to work breaks my heart into two. 

“I’ve cleared my schedule. We’ll go to the Arctic tomorrow and spend the week there.” 

“B-B-But my work .. I’ve haven't clear-.”

“I've already cleared it with Jenna.” He cuts me off. “ She agrees with. You’ve been working so hard. So its Doctors orders. You rest.”  He whispers. 

I smile, and hug him harder than before. 

“Dr.Zayne. I love you.” I laugh. 

He chuckles slightly and holds me again. 

“Let’s get some sleep my love.” 

We end the night holding each other until we both fall asleep. Tonight I know he won’t have any nightmares, but sweet dreams. For he is smiling in his sleep.

[8hsaturn]

Hi there, I hope you're having a beautiful day, and happy Spring Equinox if you celebrate!

Can you do a full chart reading for me? Or if you can't, unusual aspects etc. in my chart.

A little bit about me: I'm mainly interested in art, literature and music, as well as history and spirituality and the Occult. I hate anything to do with sciences. I'd say that I'm a very dreamy and Neptunian person with quite a bit of Mercury and Uranus energy, but I don't know.

Here's my chart:

Thank you ever so much in advance!! 💕💕

Natal chart reading + Indicators of artistry and creativity in a chart

8h Jupiter (chart ruler) square Neptune: you could have an easy time receiving money from other people, be it gifts and allowance and even inheritance, you could also have a strong intuition and ability to instinctively understand people’s psyches as well as the occult. Could have a desire to learn more about spirituality, the occult, psychology, and any taboo subjects, and your mission in life could be to teach people about these themes. Note that this gift comes “naturally” to you, so you could already understand more about these subjects than most people or take less time assimilating new information. You also daydream a lot and just have a very active imagination. Prone to getting premonitions or having intuitive dreams, could also easily understand subtext or the bigger meaning in media and arts, a good aspect for interpreting poetry and abstract art pieces. Be careful of being swindled or scammed especially when it comes to medical bills and medicine, also watch your spending, especially in matters related to your hobbies and leisure activities, escapism can be helpful but overindulgence can be dangerous. You could have a constant stream of thought and like to consume a lot of content related to dark topics and abstract concepts, so starting a podcast or a blog related to this can be very productive and fulfilling.

Neptune conjunct Chiron in the 12th house: you could’ve had a lifelong struggle with mental illness, and coupled with the heavy piscesian energy, you’re someone who’s very empathetic with heightened sensitivity, and your ability to feel energy and absorb could lead you to need to recharge every so often. From the position of your Mars, you could’ve had to deal with a very tense environment growing up, where you had to be very attuned to your environment in order to survive. You could have a heavy mind and have a tendency to accidentally manifest your fears. Your mission in this life is to understand that you don’t have to always take what others project into you and internalize it, but give yourself the space and boundaries that allow you to cultivate your own identity. You have an instinctual ease with manifestation, so make sure to have a good self-concept no matter how deluded you might think it is because it could end up manifesting into your new reality.

3rd house Gemini Mars conjunct IC: this could indicate having had a hard time in your early school life, perhaps up to middle/high school, you could’ve been picked on/ignored because of your interests, your eccentric personality, or your unpredictable nature. People wanted to box you somewhere and couldn’t and that’s where a lot of animosity towards you came from. You constantly have a whirlwind of thoughts happening in your brain at the same time and might need to watch out for sudden bursts of anger because your words can be very impactful and could trigger wounds in people that they could not even be aware of. Your personal space is also something you’re very protective over, and one you want to reflect your personality and eccentricities. There could be a lot of blue and green aquatic influence, messy but still aesthetically pleasing, you might also think of sharing your home with your soulmate and both of your aesthetics merging together, with your Jupiter 8h in Libra there’s a strong pattern of merging your possessions when in a relationship. Also, a tendency to rant on social media?

Mars square Sun, Mercury, and Uranus: being spiritual and a healer is a very important part of who you are, along with just generally being someone who looks beyond the surface, and when you feel this identity is under attack you could react aggressively. The Mars square Uranus aspect makes you someone who wants to change the world around them, especially in matters of injustice

Sun, Uranus, and Mercury on the Ascendant: and all in Pisces. You could look younger than you really are and have very unique features (anything from wide set/hooded/heterochromia in eyes, wide or small forehead, asymmetry, yaeba teeth…) and could also “look” smart and eccentric, people assume you’re not very regular which might’ve been the cause for animosity when you were younger, but is now a source of secret admiration (12h aquarius venus). You might have a hard time expressing your thoughts when speaking or could have people misunderstand your words and therefore misinterpret your character, and this pushed you to find music and poetry a much better medium for self-expression as your feelings are often times too complex or even singular to express in a regular setting.

6h Saturn opposite 12h Venus: your health could’ve suffered a lot and this might’ve pushed you to pay more attention to things in your daily life that impact your health, be it your eating habits or working out, could also have teeth problems, chest pain, hair loss, or headaches. You might be a big escapist and struggle with caring for yourself in a concrete manner, you could also prioritize others over yourself and struggle with overexerting yourself, please make sure to listen to your needs and practice self-care. You could struggle with body dysmorphia and low self-esteem, words from your early childhood could’ve wounded the way you perceive yourself. A lot of things you heard were just projections, hence why you shouldn’t see those jabs as a fact but a reflection of who said them. Be careful of unbalanced, one-sided relationships where you give without receiving.

Lilith conjunct Descendant in Virgo: you could’ve been wounded by people before and that led you to harbor resentment. You could be a later bloomer on a physical level, and you could run the risk of being manipulated or betrayed by those closest to you which leads you to become more introverted and reserved. Be wary of people projecting their fantasies unto you and expecting you to fit unrealistic ideas, as well as attracting unfaithful or manipulative people. Your close friends and enemies could’ve been the people to criticize your smallest mistake and you could cope with this by dissociating or escapism.

Artistic/creative indicators:

Saturn in Leo in the 5th degree (detriment): you need to trust in your artistic ability enough to discipline yourself and structure your work. You are creative, your entire chart is screaming that healing yourself -and in consequence others- through your art is your purpose in life, so all you’re left to do is put a structure to your art. Define short-term and long-term milestones for yourself and be proud of your development even when you think it’s insignificant because consistency and perseverance in itself is a grand feat. once you lay the grounds for your art to flourish you will see how bright the future that awaits you is.

5th house moon in an Aquarius degree: your sensitivity and reserved nature shine with your art and self-expression, you care for humanity as a collective but also want those closest to you to be happy and loved. Your unique emotional nature is what makes your art stand out and resonate with the masses.

10th house Pluto: you’re here to break structures, to challenge the status quo, and you’re not looking to uphold a correct image just to fit in. People project into you a lot and that’s why their words shouldn’t affect you. Very fame-enhancing placement as you can be very influential and convincing to others. Use your influence wisely.

Pisces mercury in retrograde

Pisces/Gemini/Aquarius/Leo influence

extra note: your hate for science could be explained with Aquarius (science) being in your 12th house (fears)!

[brandonxdylan]

Did anyone else ever watch Saved by the Bell: The College Years? I have to admit that I kind of love it, completely unironically. I realize there are lots of people who have a genuine affinity for the original series, and I do too, to an extent, but I haven't really watched that since I was a kid, whereas I get the urge to rewatch the single season of TCY every few years or so. I'm not entirely sure what it is about it that I find so appealing - it's not like it's outrageously funny, and it is occasionally very cringey. For instance, the canned laugh track is legitimately out of control. Anyone who watched the original series would probably have expected this, but considering that this was a prime time sitcom aimed at a slightly older demographic, the (presumably non-existent) studio audience is very vocal for every little thing, and it's a bit much. Also, Zack is truly a sociopath. He was in the original show too of course, probably even more egregiously so, but the fact that this series was going for a more realistic, grounded vibe makes his deranged behaviour stand out even more (although it must also be said that this version of Zack was very much a part of my sexual awakening as a young gay kid, and so I've historically been willing to overlook a lot of that).

But having said all that, I still just find the show to be a lot of fun and actually very comforting. Some of it's nostalgia, because watching stuff like this as a kid gave me a really specific idea of what young adulthood would be like. But it's definitely more than that. There's something about how contrived the whole setup is, and how the nature of it being a sitcom just makes everything feel so predictable and safe in ways that real life never is. The set is a perfect encapsulation of what any kid in the early-mid 90s would see as the perfect dorm room. I legit love the characters, I think they were honestly very well-developed and the chemistry and acting were genuinely great. Tiffani Amber Thiessen, as usual, kills it, even with material that isn't exactly Shakespeare. And I especially love Kiersten Warren. Bob Golic as well is a lot better than I think anyone expected him to be.

Not to get too deep about Saved by the Bell: The College Years (too late), but I guess I just really feel like we fucked up by letting the sitcom become an endangered species. There is nothing like this in the television landscape of the moment, which is almost impressive given how many fucking shows there are across all networks and streaming services. There's nothing this earnestly corny, nothing this stereotypically contrived, nothing this brazenly free of substance. Shows like this weren't afraid to be rose-coloured versions of real life - offering viewers a glimpse at the way they wish life could feel, where familiar struggles were dealt with, but always neatly tied up within 22 minutes. It's not realistic, but that was never the point. Even as I watched the show at 10 years old, fantasizing about how my own college years might be like the ones depicted in this show, I knew that in reality they wouldn't be. I don't think television owes us realism, and in fact I think that a bit of grounded escapism can be a lot more fulfilling and engaging than it gets credit for, and can also offer more catharsis than expected.

It feels like the only sitcoms we get now are a lot more self-aware, and are either so heightened that they forego realism altogether, or are too realistic to be breezy fun. I thought that the recent Saved by the Bell reboot was actually pretty great, but I can't deny that I missed the format of these older series, which didn't feel the need to telegraph that they knew how silly they were. We all knew it was silly. it was like an unspoken agreement between the audience and the show itself. You just don't see that anymore.

I don't know, maybe this just makes me seem old and out of touch. But I can't help that television from before I was born (or at least from before I was old enough to be watching it) just speaks to me in ways that current stuff never seems to. And it's not just because it's old - it's because it embraces a format that speaks to me, despite having long since fallen out of favour. But I can't be the only one who finds legitimate, sincere value in these old shows outside of the nostalgia factor, right?

Anyway, this post was originally about Saved by the Bell: The College Years and I fully went off the rails. Probably because I'm a touch buzzed, so you'll have to forgive my rambling. On the plus side, if this show didn't get cancelled, we probably wouldn't have been graced with TAT on 90210, since she went on to do that show right after TCY was cancelled. When God closes a door, he opens a window. Or something.

[weed-ols]

Reviewing Every UKISS Release: By Unpopular Demand ~ Bring It Back 2 Old School

So...where do I start with this? The most questionable of questionable comebacks, a comeback so uncool that I cringed even as a kid. The only silver lining about this era is I can finally start dropping some great lore about them since they were getting some attention and doing reality shows. Anyway, god help us with this difficult journey.

(Quick note, yeah I have such a soft spot for Kibum. I'll always like him because of how eager he was to do slapstick comedy and fight another member for shits and giggles, always had his foot on Kevin's neck, and was Soohyun's sidekick/bestie-in-chief before Hoon showed up.)

Bring It Back 2 Old School - 2nd Mini Album | 2009.02.03

Still before my time as a KissMe, so I only listened to this after MMHN, and god was that a mistake. It confused me a lot as a kid, and still somewhat confuses me now as an adult.

So, I can forgive and understand the cringe Not Young debut, like I get it. But I don't understand how after seeing their fellow '08 boy groups that this is the comeback NH decided on. The other boy groups were all cool, hip, trendy, fun, and what have you, and NH gives them this to fight with. Is this self-sabotage? It feels like self-sabotage.

But yeah, somehow around this time, UKISS started getting a bit more attention. They had their in-house promotional webshow that was done around the spring/summer of 2009 that was filmed on a potato and had the production value of like 1000 won/episode that was brilliantly titled 'You Know U-KISS' (because they were really trying to make the hyphen a thing y'know).

It's a little pathetic to watch, but overall fascinating because they're still trying to figure out what role they should play for the cameras, like Kevin calling himself the angel of the group, and then just snarking at the others and getting called out by Dongho for constantly making fun of him. We got Kibum making fun of Soohyun and Kevin in this album but mimicking their singing-yelling; Soohyun and Kibum wrestling and pinning down an unsuspecting Xander with Dongho putting the cherry on top by covering his mouth like he's being kidnapped; girl group dance enthusiasts Xander-Kevin-Dongho dancing their little hearts out + camera-hungry Soohyun joining while Kibum just slowly dissociates while sitting on the floor, it's cinema.

There was also this little docuseries/variety show they did while promoting Talk To Me that I don't remember the name of, but it was great. There's a part where they're worrying about Dongho making friends at school, so they decide to help but bringing him lunch while doing promotions and being general public menaces. They also like publicly humiliated themselves at least 4 times to the general public in locations such as - an airport (I think it was some kind of busy public transit station), a subway car, a subway station, and at an amusement park.

So yeah, uh back to the actual album.

When I tell you I was shook when I checked the streaming numbers for these songs, I was shook. I Like You has over 1M streams on YouTube Music, and Talk To Me has 307k streams on Spotify.

To put this into perspective, on YouTube Music if we're comparing their Korean releases, I Like You is comparable to Playground (1.5M), The Wonderful Escape (1.7M), Someday (1.5M), Take Me Away (1.3M), and Without You (916k).

On Spotify (which is honestly just a mess I'm not about to get into), I did a quick check, and most of their title tracks clock in around 700k-1M streams, while popular B-sides are around 100k-300k. Shut Up!! is sitting around 530k streams, and Someday is at 330k. Talk To Me is just under Someday, and it's outperforming She's Mine (107k) and Mysterious Lady (258k). I'm so baffled by this, I have no explanation for these numbers.

Intro (On Fire) | YouTube Music 22k | Spotify 3k

Wonderful duet with Soohyun and Kevin, and alleged feature by Kibum who sounds suspiciously like Kevin

What can I say? Another banger intro that shows off their singing

They sang it live on You Know U-KISS, and it really emphasizes how loud they are, and that they are indeed good singers

UKISS Sex Song #2

8.5/10, all we needed was them singing together dramatically to make it even better

I Like You (Audio) | YouTube Music 1M | Spotify 22k

The opening makes me want to crawl out of my skin

"Hell yeah" everything Eli says makes me laugh

"Girl let me hold you down" SOOHYUN QUOI

Other than that one line, the lyrics are kinda cute in that this is basically just like any standard boy group cutesy love song

The song itself is kinda ass but is also, unfortunately, pretty catchy

I also like that this is less of a group song than a shouting match between Soohyun and Kevin, with Eli and Xander as their respective cheerleaders

I like how Xander and Eli are just present throughout the entire song, so it feels less like the rap was just an afterthought

Kibum and Dongho were also there

Look, I'm not gonna knock Dongho's 4 words the boy was going through puberty and voice changes I get it, it's cruel to make him sing

But yeah, Kibum got 4 words, he was basically the Kiseop before Kiseop joined

Yeah, you know there's not much to say about this song really. It's a song, they sang it, they rapped it, people were present, they had the Brave sound

6/10 it's just a shouting match with a peanut gallery in attendance, so while impressive for that vocal power, it's very meh just listening to the audio

I Like You (MV) | Official upload 88k

Honest to god I don't think I've ever watched this MV

Okay this is goofy af I have no idea how I'm gonna do this without screenshotting every frame because this is peak comedy

So this came out 2009, right? Probably filmed that January, or maybe even December 2008, but like not that long ago, right?

Why the hell is this shot on a potato? Not Young's fan upload had better quality than this

YouTube is alleges this is 480p, dare I say this is 240p max

Also, fun lore from the comments, but a KissMe in there says they were an extra at the club, and you know what, good for them

The image of a bus going around to pick up like 10 kids to bring to an empty club after school is very funny

I also love that nobody in that comment section full of KissMes is delusional enough to actually say anything nice about this MV

They're all going "oh well it's a catchy song", "it's kinda cute, right?" or just straight up making fun of the low production value, the godawful hair and clothes, and offering their condolences for this MV

Stupid Windows Movie Maker effects are back, babyyyyy

Perm!Soohyun and Perm!Kevin, you'll always be famous

Remember how they said that while getting the perm, Kevin was crying in the salon, called his mom, and told her he'd leave UKISS if he had to keep this hair?

Also remember that time when ASC just opened a Line chat room or something, and fans just spammed it with pics of Perm!Kevin because of course that would happen

I imagine Soohyun stoically getting it done because he's too committed to the bit, but I'm pretty sure they said he cried too

I also like that the perm wasn't bad enough, so they also gave Soohyun a mullet

A KissMe on their new fancafe set their profile pic as Perm!Soohyun and I'm in tears every time I see it because it's so high quality

Poor Xander still has his perm

Kibum rocking a wig stacked on top of that visor, which confuses me greatly because his hair at the time was genuinely really nice and thick so how much hair did they want him to have

Dongho and Eli escaping the hair crimes with a buzz cut and bowl cut. Do you think they thanked god for that?

Also I'm gonna be honest, despite his hair, Kevin is serving a bit of face here and I gotta respect that

They look goofy af walking into the club in those clothes don't clubs have bouncers that kick people out if they're not dressed right or something?

Oh wait never mind I just remembered how old they were, this is the Mickey Mouse Club, my bad

Not this fakeass band shit

Well I mean I guess Dongho being the drummer is technically true, they did say he took drum lessons while harassing him at school

So yeah about the clothes, like I get this is a retro themed comeback, but goddamn why would you do that

Soohyun looking like he's about to pull up in his pickup truck and crack open a cold one while listening to some country

Okay you know what, I don't even hate this denim jacket look, it's just made goofy by everything else

Not this stupid recurring harbour walk shot

Also, they're dressed so well here? Like that's the worst part, the stylists clearly know how to style them, but then they get given the worst concepts that demand the worst clothes

Like tell me this doesn't scream late 2000s boy group???

If Not Young was High School Musical, I Like You is a mix of Camp Rock and Spectacular

I like Kevin's pixelated distressed expression here while Soohyun is positively beaming

Okay I know they're at the Mickey Mouse Club, but like imagine hitting the children's club and someone is dressed like that

They would get bullied so hard

Like, do you see how unserious this MV is???

Also, stupid ass conga line

It's okay, they're drinking club soda because only 2 of them could legally drink at the time

Girl how old are you why are you still at the children's club??

So yeah, the plot of this MV is Eli is our protagonist, and at the start he meets our Female Lead while hitting up the Mickey Mouse Club. We're led to believe they're kind of in that flirty-not-quite-dating stage where there's this undisclosed understanding of exclusivity, I guess

FL is like kinda stalking Eli throughout the club, watching him bust a move with the boys in that horrible outfit, and I think she's relieved he's not really around any other girls

So then we get to the club soda shot, and this Jezebel struts her way over to them and starts whispering in his ear like a harlot, which our FL interprets as cheating? Betrayal?

She angrily leaves the children's club and gets into a taxi while Eli chases after her

Why are grown adults starting beef in the children's club?

We get some shots of Eli and FL looking all sad and lonely

Then DANCE BREAK!!!!!! Naturally, interspersed with shots of our depressed and teary FL because whiplash?? Never heard of her

More dumb conga lines, more harbour walk boy group shots, more dance breaks, a DJ shot

Every time they do the shirt lapel pop thing, I have to laugh it's really dumb

Like Kevin, sweetie, you're wearing a print hoodie that's sold at The Children's Place

MV ends with FL finding Eli sitting in a park, alone and cold, and we're led to believe they'll reconcile

The pro of this is this is probably one of their most plot-heavy(?) MV that's done with a clear narrative structure. It's kinda like the shameful older sibling of 0330

Again, I got two ratings for it

11/10 if taken completely unseriously, like the poor quality, low budget, terrible clothes and hair, tween movie plot are all absolutely hilarious. I was thoroughly entertained, even though I cringed every time they did the stupid conga line or showed their whole outfits

3.75/10 if taken seriously. I'm giving this a bit more grace than Not Young because of the coherent story being told, and the fact they were so serious wearing those horrible outfits into the club.

I Like You (Stages) | Highest viewed 36k Inkigayo

Oh dear god I need someone to hold me

I only found official Inkigayo stages, so I guess that's what we're watching

This one in particular is their actual first comeback stage so that's gonna be a fun mess

Also lol why does everyone get an intro slide with their full name except for Eli?

Okay before I actually talk about the stage, it is really cute how many Korean comments there are from when they went viral in 2020. It just warms my cold heart

And the older, predominantly English comments laughing at them and cooing over how courageous it is to come back after how bad this was

Thank god it's these outfits rather than the horrible hoodie ones

I don't actually hate these outfits, I just have a lot of questions

The hair is horrible, Eli's hat is terrible, why are they still wearing tags on their clothes? But those pants were kinda cool back then

This part of the dance is kinda cool I guess

STUPID ASS CONGA LINE

Perm twins centre lol

Also have I talked about Kevin's brows here? This is before he started shaping them, so he just permanently looks concerned and mildly distressed

The stupid tags flapping all over the place is *chef's kiss*

This dance is so stupid, but actually requires a lot of work?

The footwork isn't that complex, but there's a lot of jumping, travelling around, and some surprisingly sharp movements

So this live in particular....isn't that bad, given what they had to work with?

I'm fairly certain it's sung live because Soohyun and Kevin are loud as hell while Kibum is almost inaudible in one of his lines

Unsurprisingly, Soohyun and Kevin sing great, pretty stable, despite the jumping

Xander and Eli did their jobs, and Kibum and Dongho were there lol

They definitely improved a lot from Not Young though

Again, Soohyun, Kevin, and Kibum are the most polished still, but Dongho improved a lot and is actually performing the hell out of the dance, rather than just hitting the right moves

Xander and Eli didn't really catch my eye, but that's not really a bad thing, since that means they blended in and matched with the group. Xander in particular seems a lot more comfortable and aware of the camera

So yeah, they all improved their dancing to varying degrees as individuals, but definitely improved as a group

I will say though, they all do seem mildly embarrassed, but koodos for committing to the song the entire way

There's another Inkigayo stage from later that month, and it's mostly the same, just another outfit

They still have the tags on these clothes too lol

Kibum sounds better in this one though, as in I can actually hear him

And lol Kevin and Soohyun freed from their perms

Also the camera guy here loved Kevin so much that Dongho was ignored for his second line

I think my biggest problem with these stages, besides you know the material they have to work with, is that they're still taking it too seriously

You can tell they're performing with a lot of sincerity, which is good and why it's so endearing, but this is the kind of concept that needs to be treated like campy fun

Be too serious about it, and it becomes ridiculous, which is what I personally feel happened here

And yes, you can be 100% sincere but also embrace the camp

5.25/10 the material is so bad it can never be great, but they're so sincere and serious about this, I don't even hate it that much

Talk To Me (Audio) | YouTube Music 258k | Spotify 307k

Something about this song just gives me the most visceral nostalgia, and I have no idea why

I Like You is Soohyun and Kevin yelling at each other, but Talk To Me is literally them actively trying to drown the other one out, and I think that's so emblematic of how they present themselves

It's got the vibes of NH threatening to kick off the loser of the shouting match in terms of how loud they are

I'm not quite sure how much of their singing this song shows off, but it definitely highlights their volume, I'll give it that

Entering the familiar realm of placing the raps in the middle so the song can finish strong with singing lol

If you wanna have a fun time, as in you wanna end up in the hospital and get your stomach pumped, take a shot every time they say "baby"

It feels like a proto-Quintessential UKISS™ song, but with a heavy dose of early installment weirdness. We're missing some of their famous misery from being cheated on and wanting the girl back

Another standard boy group love song, but lyrically a bit closer to weepy power ballad than cutesy pop, which makes the ultra aggressive singing even funnier

For real I feel like Soohyun and Kevin are yelling "TALK TO ME DAMMIT"

Anyway, Kibum gets an incredible 3 lines, Dongho a stunning 0, and Kevin and Soohyun fighting to dominate the airtime

6.75/10 I definitely enjoy this a lot more than I Like You and Not Young, as in I could see myself putting this on some huge playlist where it might get played once a week, but I also don't really like it either? It doesn't have the same quirky and stupid charm that Not Young and I Like You have, and isn't as...comfortable(?) to listen to as Give It To Me. I might have strange tastes, but I'm not fond of being yelled at through music

Talk To Me (Stages) | Highest viewed 90k Music Core

Dumb clothes, dumb song, dumb choreo

There's a couple of Inkigayo stages officially uploaded, but the MuCore one is in HD, plus I think the mics were pretty good

One comment said this is Soohyun's song with a Kevin feature, and I think that's so true

Also not one commenter saying they think all 3 vocalists are good and someone replying that there's only 2

Okay, so I don't hate these outfits I honestly have no opinion on them

They're better than whatever they wore for I Like You, and at least the only things that you can laugh at are the bright yellow accents and Eli's stupid sunglasses

Why is he wearing sunglasses? I always thought that his eyes were one of his best features and what people really liked about him

Glad the perms are gone, and we're just rocking bowl cut, buzz cut, and standard 2009 idol hair

Also, now that Kevin's hair is less distracting, is this the last time we see his chubby cheeks at their peak? I swear he literally loses baby fat every comeback after this until like 2013

I just...really love Soohyun look at him he's so happy here, living his best life, and ignoring his #1 haters (NH upper management)

I don't understand this part of the choreo, but do you think Eli ever wanted to actually kick Soohyun and Kevin? Probably no to Soohyun because everyone worships him, but maybe yes to Kevin, and it's probably deserved

I mean, I'm pretty sure play fighting is how they show their affection anyway it's like their longest running gag next to Soohyun wanting to marry every single fan

Why's he calling me a loser while singing "let me love you" this is genuinely making me lose my shit it's so funny

All in all, I don't hate the choreo for this either, it's just kinda dumb in some places, and honestly, I think everything about this song and stage just needs to be tweaked a little bit to actually be good

I wish there were more wide shots during the dance so I could see the footwork, but it doesn't seem particularly complex, and like I Like You, is mostly made difficult by the constant travelling and need for spatial awareness

I do like the parts where they move in a line, I think it looks cool from the high shot, and I also like the frantic scampering during the chorus

Listen, I have a really deep appreciation for how difficult it is to shuffle backwards as a group while doing arm choreo, it's harder than you think

And again, like I Like You, there's even more improvements here with nobody catching my eye in a bad way, and they're all really committed to the choreo, like there's not even a sense of mild embarrassment or uncertainty

Oh, and this is definitely sung live too

Kevin, always the stable singer, not much to say there

Soohyun is throwing his whole body into every note like NH is pointing a gun at him from the stage wings

They're both so stable, so loud, and singing pretty high up there while dancing, very impressive (but that's their standard anyway)

Kibum sounds better here than in the previous stages, getting louder, and sounding more stable, so that's good for him

Eli and Xander are still...rapping. Again, don't know enough to comment on it, but it is nice their voices are clear

Dongho was there, and he looks more baby than ever, and he was committed to the choreo

7.5/10 I'm only ranking this lower than Give It To Me because I think that had better outfits and I like the song more. No this is not an objective ranking

Yeah, this is such a strange part of their career. It both feels kinda important since it's their first comeback after debut, but also super irrelevant since this era is almost never brought up. I don't even think they had a song from this album on the setlist for their 15th anniversary concert. I know they did Not Young for it, plus they'd already done it back in 2016 for their 5th JP anniversary.

Which is a great segue into my fun fact for this post which is that they've only brought up this era again very recently in 2020 when Soohyun was IG Live king, and Kevin decided he was no longer ashamed of UKISS and joined in a bunch of times. They're just out there, having a good ol' time, reminiscing over old songs when Kevin brings up Talk To Me, sings it while doing the hand choreo, then immediately gets booted from the live.

Actually, that whole IG live is great. Kevin's being extra nice to Soohyun, while Soohyun oscillates between playful banter and passive aggressive jabs because it's his IG live so he's the supreme ruler. There's one part where they're talking about their favourite releases, and Soohyun obviously goes Standing Still, while Kevin says Stop Girl, and Soo goes "I didn't really like that comeback :P". Also, not Soohyun bringing up that he stole a line from Kevin in Cinderella because he couldn't pronounce it properly, and still can't lol.

The hard part is over, the emotional labour is done, and we're finally entering into the beginning of their golden era of relevancy - Conti UKISS, and the beloathed ManManHaNi + Kiseop's official entry into the cinematic universe with the worst line distribution. It's only up from here, baby!

Ngl I'm actually sweating looking at all their stuff post-2010 there's so much music to cover, so many music videos to do + ones I've never even watched because they haven't been uploaded by avex and I don't have the DVD. Their JP albums are gonna be so long

[tracybirds]

✨ Me! I don't think I've asked for one before. <3

<33 thank you Gavii! Couldn’t resist a bit of sappiness at the end there :D Hope you enjoy!! Song is Who Are We by Violet Road

so who are we to believe we’re running out of time when the morning comes with a ray of light

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He held the breath of air behind gritted teeth.

“He’s not going to make it.”

“John, don’t.”

His eyes never left the pale blue dot that marked Gordon’s presence in the flood below.

It never got easier watching. Being helpless to help him. He might as well be on the other end of the solar system.

“He’s running out of time.”

Virgil knew it as well as John did.

He flicked a switch and Gordon’s heavy breathing filled the cabin.

“Gordon, John’s calling it, you’ve got to get out of there.”

“We’re going to make it.”

“It can’t withstand the water pressure much longer.”

“If you shut up and let me finish, it won’t have to.”

He could have argued.

John would have argued. And probably was in the background where Virgil couldn’t hear him.

But as much as he admired John’s faith in facts and figures, Virgil couldn’t blindly trust them the same way.

Not when it was Gordon.

“John,” he called, cutting into what was surely a well-reasoned case for Gordon to get the hell out now. “Trust him.”

Because Virgil believed in Gordon like John believed in gravity.

The reality was impossible to escape - Gordon knew what he was doing, even when the odds seemed stacked high against him and when towers of uncertainty crashed through the rest of them.

There was no false modesty but no false confidence in his actions. No optimism or pessimism that clouded his decisions. He was ever-present and ever-sure.

Virgil knew that if he couldn’t do it, he wouldn’t be racing through the submerged structures below.

The time ticked down.

Dimly, Virgil could see the grey light of dawn shift, the streaming golden light of the sun spreading across the waters as though its fire could make the disaster evaporate.

“Scott and Alan’s finished evacuating the town,” announced John’s tense voice. “It’s just Gordon now.”

It didn’t occur to Virgil to doubt.

He simply believed.

“Got it!” yelled Gordon, the elation ringing through the comm. “Check me, Johnny - is the water going down?”

Silence echoed in Virgil’s ears until suddenly, he heard a laugh.

“Gordon, it’s going down! How’d you manage that?”

“Saw the fail safe pumps had a solar connection. Just needed to get them high enough so the sunlight would hit them at dawn.”

Virgil smiled.

“Good eye, Gordon. Scott, you heard?”

“I heard,” said Scott, grinning through the comm. “Although I can’t tell if the townsfolk will be relieved or annoyed, ‘waking them up for no reason’ and all.”

“Oh, well, next time I won’t bother then, I guess,” laughed Gordon.

Virgil hovered over the receding waters, ignoring the banter and cheerful plans for the next stages of ensuring this town wouldn’t see them for a good, long while, and waited for Gordon to clamber onboard.

Before his brother could speak a word, he leapt out of his seat and hugged him tightly.

“I knew you could do it.”

Gordon grinned and hugged him back.

“And that’s why I can.”

[theredcuyo]

I just need to vent a bit-

So, its been a year and so now, isn't it?

It's curious to me how much Techno affected me even tho I wasnt one of his biggest fans at that time, and yet, I went thru some really, really hard times over this, and in some ways, I still am, up until recently I didn't feel the strength to watch his videos, up until recently even if I watched them I couldn't help but smile in a bittersweet way

Not too long ago I was finally able to laugh, to enjoy them again, to not think about how he's not here anymore while hearing his voice, and instead, have fun with what he left for us, and yeah, that's what everyone is been saying to do, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who struggled with actually doing it, because it IS hard, it's hard to not start to have fun and immediately remember "... He won't be doing this anymore now, huh?" and get sad all over again, even if we know he won't want us to still be crying

I got over it a week or so ago, I finally can watch the great potato war without sobbing for twenty minutes after watching it, and even if the grief won't go yet, I feel like im moving on, never leaving it all behind, but carrying the moments that made it hurt so much in first place, needless to say the happiest ones, in my heart, and overall, I'm full on energy, I've been inspired by him, by his all, like everyone, to do something, to give a meaning to what I do now, to be as strong as him-

And yet... The reason I write this is because of the grief left in me, I can't deny that whenever I go watch the qsmp streams a part of me can't help but wonder "wouldn't this have been so cool if Techno was here?, if he could've been here?"

I can't help but imagine him making fun of the eggs for practically being orphans, just to be forced to take care of one, can't help but imagine him immediately throwing one off of the wall, or maybe training Chayanne, and probably, growing to love Tallulah in a "I've had this child for five minutes, but in a anything happens to her I'll kill everyone in this server" kind of way

How he would tell Greek mythology stories to the eggs, but be the one person extremely against babysitting just to end up doing it a lot because of the insane amount of time he spends playing

Can't help but imagine how he would absolutely attempt presidential assassination against all the candidates and be completely against the federation without a doubt, and how he would've entered that dungeon left for them and absolutely destroyed it

Can't help but imagine Techno doing to forever the same thing he did whenever a baby zombie was near Philza

Can't help but wish the people who didn't get to know him outside of stories actually met him, and him talking to them with his bare knowledge of Spanish, and them reacting to the man himself talking about "blowing up a country" and "farming potatoes for +six months" or how "he once conquered the world" just to have them not believing it until Phil backed up the stories

Can't help but imagine a world where Tallulah didn't have to make an altar for him, and then i get back to reality to realize that... That's not the world where I live in, I live in the world where it's been more than a year since all of this possibilities became impossible and I feel genuinely hurt again, maybe more so over the thought of how much life he had ahead of himself, one that hurts me even more because he's the same age as my older brother

I like to wonder off in my mind sometimes, and imagine just for a bit of escapism, that he'd be giving Wilbur validation in his concerts, or that he would've bullied the life out of Dream when he did his face reveal, and also bullied Skeppy when he met up with bbh, or that he would've been in first line for Tommy's show

Technodad once mentioned on Reddit that Techno had been thinking of writing a story, and that too, would have been awesome to see, as much as all the plans he had and didn't get to do that I and all of his fans keep dreaming over

At the end, I think that the grief left in me, is over how much more time he should've had, over the future that we will never see

I'm sorry for this, I really just needed to vent, I don't want to sound disrespectful or anything really, just some thoughts I had inside of me and needed to get out, I'm sorry if it sounded weird or bad-

[fanficg12023]

 The Real Revolution

What If Boxer survived? What if he escaped the van? How would the story continue?  Would he be an essential piece in the events that will happen next? In this fanfic, you will see what would have happened with the farm and animals as if it were a reality in that universe. Maybe it would be better, or perhaps even worse…

Sophia Mazoni and Daniel Dencker

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I'm lying on the ground, and I can't manage to get up. I don't remember well what happened. The last thing in my memory is how I was carrying the stone down the windmill alone and somehow fell. I think I hit my head because it is hurting so much, just like my lung. All of a sudden, however, the news spread and I heard two pigeons telling the others. 

— Boxer has fallen! He is lying on his side and can’t get up!

Right after, I hear many hurried steps coming in my direction with my neck stretched out and unable to raise my head. When they got to me, I gazed at them with my sweat and blood streaming in the corner of my mouth. I hear them screaming at each other, but I can’t pay attention to it, I’m just thinking if they will be able to finish the windmill without me. 

— Boxer! How are you? - Clover asked me when the others ran away, probably to tell someone what happened.

— Don’t worry, my lung is hurting a bit, but it doesn’t matter, you will be able to finish the windmill without me. I was already expecting to “go” in around 3 years anyway, I’m pretty old already.

Then, the pigs came, and they took me to a van, where I was placed in a litter and tied there. There was still a lot of pain, so much that I couldn't pay attention to my surroundings, I just saw the animals, including Clover and Benjamin, shouting, probably saying goodbye, but something was off. The van differed a lot from the ones that I had already ridden, instead of the usual medical equipment, there were sharper and more dangerous-looking ones. It was already moving when I heard Clover crying and screaming.

.—Boxer! Boxer! Get out! Get out quickly! They are taking you to death!

It didn't take long for me to hear all the other animals screaming my name, wanting me to get out of the strange van. I got constantly more worried about it, so I started searching for any handle or lock that I could open, so I could escape this. Some seconds later, I could see a lock on the bottom of the hole created in between the platform and the door, which, if I had longer arms, I could reach with zero to no difficulty. Even so, I decided to try and see if I would be lucky enough to pull it and open the door leading me to the street.

And it worked. The door opened just before I couldn't see the other animals anymore. Still confused, I tried to run to Clover and Benjamin while the pigs were desperate, but my leg was hurt and I fell to the ground. To my luck, the other animals saw me falling off the van and rushed to help me as fast as they could. I was worried that the drivers would get to where I fell before the others, so I tried dragging myself the way back to the farm, but the pain was so severe that I fainted.

I woke up completely bewildered. My vision was blurry, but when I opened my eyes, I could see myself in a stable, and many other animals were watching me from the little window that was on the door, they all sighed in relief when they saw my head moving.

It has been 3 years since that day, and today we all live like we used to. You may be asking yourself: how? Well, after I woke up, I realized that Napoleon wasn't that great, since after all, he was the only one who could send those pigs to kill me, I united the animals and did many and many manifestations in favor of coming back to how it was, dedicating what is left of my life to that cause. We worked harder and harder to that objective until we finally did a revolution. We fought for it and now we follow all of The Seven Commandments of Old Major, but this time, the right way, without any simplification or power abuse, it wasn't easy or quick, but after all of that, our lives are now better than ever.

[allthingsfangirl101]

TOS Chapter 11: A Thing That Cannot Be

Masterlist

Steve easily picked Alice up bridal style and carried her to the couch. He gently laid her down, making sure her head was resting on the pillow. He moved a piece of hair that fell in front of her face.

"Is she going to be alright?" El asked as she stepped up next to Steve. He looked over his shoulder at her.

"She's going to be fine," he whispered. "She just needs to rest, okay? She told me the other day this happens."

"What do you mean?" Dustin asked.

"Alice and I were talking and she told me that she often gets dizzy spells," Steve explained to the group. "After she healed Max, she passed out in her car."

"What?!" Several of the kids panicked.

"Relax," he laughed. "It's normal."

Steve ignored the irony when he realized their reactions were exactly the same as his was when she first told him. He looked back at Alice, something inside him changing. As he watched Alice sleep, a specific thing she said the other day repeated in his head.

"I could run as far as I wanted but I could never escape him. I have to finish this once and for all. No matter what."

"Whatever we do," he said under his breath, "we cannot let Alice face Vecna alone."

"I get that," Dustin chuckled, "but why are you pointing it out?"

Steve finally tore his eyes away from Alice and turned back toward the group.

"If Henry finds out his sister is still alive, he'll kill her."

"How do you know that?" Robin asked.

"Alice told me the other night," Steve said simply.

"The other night?" Nancy asked, trying not to sound as interested as she was.

"Last night, I couldn't sleep so I went on a walk," he sighed as he explained. "I ended up running into Alice and she joined me on my walk. We got attached by a demodog."

"What?!" Everyone panicked again.

"We fought it off," he said quickly. "Well, Alice did. I ended up getting hurt."

"What?" Dustin repeated.

"It bit down on my ankle," he sighed. "Alice helped me to her hotel room and covered my wound. I slept on her couch and when I woke up this morning, my ankle was still pretty bad. She healed me. We got to talking and she mentioned that we shouldn't go up against Vecna. She then let it slip that if her brother found out about her being alive, he wouldn't hesitate to kill her."

The group glanced behind Steve to see Alice still asleep. That's what Steve loved about this group. Even if they barely knew you, they'd do whatever they could to protect you.

                                * * * * *

The group tried to finish planning their next attack on Vecna, but they couldn't. Every one of them took turns watching her sleep. It was Steve's turn when it seemed like she was waking up.

She wasn't. Instead, she was stuck in the middle of a nightmare.

Steve jumped up the second Alice let out a scream. He collapsed next to her and gently grabbed her shoulders.

"Alice!" He yelled, trying to wake her up. "Come on, Alice. Wake up!"

It took a little bit more work but she finally woke up with one last scream. She sat up straight, struggling to wrap her head around where she was.

"Alice?"

Steve's gentle voice brought her out of her haze. She looked over at him, tears streaming down her face.

"Steve?"

"It's alright," he whispered. "You're safe."

"But Henry. . ."

"He's not here," he tried to calm her down. "He's gone, okay? You're safe, Alice."

She looked around, still struggling to dictate between her nightmare and reality. She looked down at her hands, noting that her powers weren't building. She was calm. Was it because of. . .

Alice looked up to see Joyce whispering something to Steve. He smiled and glanced back at her.

"You should rest," he said, grabbing her hands and pulling her to her feet.

"I should go back to the motel," she said under her breath.

"Absolutely not," Joyce spoke up.

"She's right," Will added. "You can sleep in my room."

"That's not necessary," she started to object but the group instantly started speaking over her.

"They're not going to stop until you agree," Steve laughed so only she could hear him.

"Fine," she gave in. "Just until I get some of my strength back."

Steve instantly wrapped his arm around her waist and started leading her to Will's room. He helped her into the bed, pulling a spare blanket over her. Alice watched as Steve took care of her. She felt all bubbly and nervous.

"There," he said under her breath. "Get some sleep. I'll be in the other room if you need anything."

Alice's heart jumped into her throat when Steve started to leave.

"Steve?" She spoke up, trying to stop him. He turned in the doorway and smiled at her. Alice cleared her throat as she struggled to gather her courage.

"Thank you."

                                * * * * *

"How are you feeling?" Steve asked as he walked into the room with a glass of water. Alice tried to ignore the weird feeling in her stomach when he handed her the glass.

"I'm okay," she sighed. "I just. . . I don't really know how I should be feeling."

"What do you mean?" He sat on the edge of the bed. Alice moved her feet to make room for him.

"I saw him, Steve," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I haven't seen him since the night. . . That night. But he looked different. I saw what the UpsideDown did to him. He clearly likes it. It's just. . . Whoever that was, it's not my brother."

Steve reached over and gently grabbed her hand. He gave it a couple of squeezes, not letting her go.

"You know we're on your side, right?" He asked softly. "This group does insane things to keep each other safe."

"I'm an outsider," she scoffed, looking down at their intertwined hands.

"That doesn't matter," Steve said quickly. Alice held her breath when he scooted closer to her. "You're a part of our group now, which means we'll do what we can to keep you safe."

Alice wasn't sure what was happening as Steve leaned in. By the time she figured it out, their noses were pressed together. He rubbed his nose against hers, ready to take this a step forward.

She wasn't ready.

"We can't do this," she whispered, leaning back.

"Why not?" Steve asked, his stomach flipping.

"Because," Alice hesitated.

"Tell me," he insisted.

"This isn't going to end well," she mumbled.

"What are you talking about?" Steve stuttered.

"For me," Alice clarified. "Fighting Henry. . . It's going to take a lot of power and energy to fight him. I've gone against one of the other experiments before and it nearly killed me. And he wasn't even close to being as strong as Henry. When I go up against him. . . I might not survive it."

"Wait," he said slowly, "are you saying. . . Either Henry is going to kill you or your powers will?"

"Honestly?" Alice scoffed. "Probably both."

[lanawinterscigarettes]

1. Can you go to Canada? Or even like…a liberal state like California? If trump hands stuff back to the states you should be okay if you live in a liberal area

2. Didn’t mean to rush you on the ask or anything there was no pressure just wanted to check in and no rush on ficmas everyone loves you and wants you to not be stressed take your time 🫶

(Yap Incoming)

3. They (Samuel and Jenna) did work together before Doctor who! My family have always watched Emmerdale because the village is set in the area they’re from, I only got into it recently as I saw Jasmine and started to have a big crush on her which I will not be telling my family as the reason for why I’m suddenly obsessed with the soap I’ve hated for most of my life haha shh they’ll never know. Also yes! I knew Clara was canon bi I remember seeing it in a magazine and being so happy - makes me feel less bad about crushing on Clara and Jasmine, although still feel a bit bad about Lindsay but romance is never mentioned in WR as she’s only in it for 9 episodes 🥴 stellar performance in Waterloo Road though, genuinely her court scene made me cry and I NEVER cry at shows - it’s on YouTube if you’re interested :)

If you want to escape from reality to a village from 20 years ago then this YouTube channel records the eps of Emmerdale - this is the playlist from 2005, but you can look for previous or next ones (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLHyCZLXpRZZdgCHyUzKswWAb3N_I7ikfJ&si=IXuhaG2O65-arv_1). Her first appearance is 30th June 2005, and currently ITVX (the channel it’s streamed on) is at April 2006, where she has her wlw romantic storyline. They release 2 episodes a day each weekday and she’s in it until 2009 so that’s what I get up for on a week day now haha.

Anyway, just trying to lighten the mood as I know things are not good for you right now and I’m sorry :(

If there’s anything us crowd of anons can do to help (I know there’s a moon anon out there shoutout to you) let us know - ⭐️

Unfortunately I don't think I'd be able to do that. Not only do I not have a driver's license (I have a fear of driving) as well as zero funds I also live too far south, not to mention I'm someone with a severe anxiety disorder who can't even go into stores by myself. Maybe if I was a braver, more confident person I could take that risk, but everything I've ever known has been in the area I've grown up in. There's also the fact that I have several cats/kittens and couldn't bear to leave them behind. Luckily I think they're looking at doing a recount as well as investigating the possibly of tampering/voter fraud because of how suspicious things looked with the way Trump "won" but until then I'm not really sure what will happen

And thank you, you're so sweet for saying that 💞 sometimes I put a lot of pressure on myself to finish stuff but right now I'm really just trying to take a breather and calm down some before I get to working on my current projects again

You're so amazing for trying to make me feel better so thank you so much, I'll definitely have to go check out that YouTube playlist 🫶🫶 honestly it always makes me so happy to hear from you and that alone is enough to make me feel better, even I'd it's just by a little bit. I'm not sure if I've said this already or not but you're literally always welcome to yap or tell me about your day or even just pop in to say hi 💕💕

[rhaemaya-valwynn]

Take CTRL

Been dealing with a bit in life currently, so forgive the silence. Today's my birthday and I wanted to write something of Synth interacting with alternate reality Jolyne / Jotaro after seeing this image on the jojo screencaps twitter page:

For context, I have 8 arcs planned for my fanfic with Synth and Jotaro, part 6/ arc 6 deals with alternate reality shenanigans, so this is not Synth's Jolyne or Jotaro. This isn't proofread, and I haven't written in a while, so forgive any mistakes or the unpolishedness of it all. Also, my OC gives everyone nicknames, Jolyne's is cheezits from her pants, Oldtaro is for part 6 Jotaro as he is older than Synth's Jotaro.

"What do I even do?! I don't think I can take control of this anymore, let alone be helpful!" Jolyne yelled, "My Stand is useless!" lashing out with her hands to strike the metal wall, she bowed her head in defeat and let the tears streaming down her face patter onto the ground. 

Synth stood there silent for a moment, allowing the teenager to breathe before reaching into her pocket. "Hold out your hand," she commanded gently.

Jolyne blinked and looked at her with uncertainty before extending her left hand. Synth dropped something small into her open palm, so light Jolyne might not have noticed it at all if not for the soft plopping onto her bare skin. Wiping her eyes with her free hand, Jolyne brought the item closer to her face to see better.

It was a small black plastic keycap for a keyboard. On it was the letters 'CTRL.' Jolyne looked up at Synth with confusion, eyebrows knitting as her brain tried to comprehend. 

"You've taken control," the android said, smiling warmly at her.

A minute passed before a laugh escaped Jolyne. A wild, insane bark that would have worried anyone unaware of the situation. The tension passed through Jolyne, evaporating at the absurdity of her joke. "Do you really carry this wherever you go?" she asked, turning the keycap in her palm over several times as she noticed the wear and tear of being handled often on it.

"My best friend, Richard, gave me this when I was having a similar moment," Synth's smile turned reminiscent as her thoughts turned elsewhere. "It was the most corniest joke at the perfect time. I figured maybe it might help you, too." 

Jolyne stared at the keycap for a moment longer before a small smile crept on her face, "Thanks, Synth," she said, wiping her face once more before handing the plastic piece back to her. "That helped a lot..."

Synth stuffed the keycap into her pocket before turning to Jolyne again: "You're welcome, cheezits. Wanna go get something to eat now and watch me make your dad say 'good grief' ten times in five minutes?" 

"You enjoy tormenting him, don't you?" Jolyne snorted lightly, following Synth as she left.

"Well, someone's gotta pull the stick out of his ass, and I just so happen to be an expert in stick-up-the-ass removal!" Synth practically skipped to the dining hall, only to stop when a familiar purple shape emerged down the hallway: "OH OH! OLDTARO!" 

"Good grief, what do you want?" Jolyne's father grumbled as he turned to see the blue-haired android racing to him.

[fancoloredglasses]

[RERUN] The Joker Is Wild/Batman Is Riled

[All images are owned by DC Comics and 20th Century Fox Disney. Please don’t sue me]

One of the interesting concepts Batman did (which to my knowledge hasn’t been duplicated...unless you count talent/”reality” shows) is the idea of nearly every episode being a two-part story, with the second part being aired the following night. No waiting a week to see what deus ex batshit Batman & Robin use to escape the latest death trap, tune in tomorrow “Same Bat Time, same Bat Channel!”

Let’s take a look at one such example (and actually look, as opposed to nothing but a wall of text as I did in my original review). This is the first appearance of Cesar Romero’s Joker in Batman. A word of warning: this Joker is less homicidal and more of a prankster (though he has the same taste in clothing) If you would like to watch the episode...sadly I couldn’t find anywhere to stream it for free, so I went to Amazon and breached the pay wall.

We open on... 

(because Arkham Asylum didn’t appear in the comics until 1974, and plus it would have been a bit dark for this vision of Gotham) where a softball game is going on involving the Joker.

[I do enjoy the fact that the writers assume that most of the viewers know the Usual Suspects in the Batman comics, so we’re not needing much exposition.]

Of course, if this were modern times, you know the Joker would have rigged the ball to explode and kill everyone with Joker gas.

Maybe I spoke too soon, as the catcher switches the ball with one under his chest protector. The Joker lobs an easy toss over the plate for the batter and it explodes into a gas as the batter hits it!

(I KNEW IT! Oh, wait, it’s just harmless colored smoke)

...and the Joker activates the giant spring under the pitcher’s mound, pulling a Wile E. Coyote over the prison wall (only much more successful...or I assume so. You never see him land) You might say he’s “sprung” himself (in fact, Chief O’Hara does!) O’Hara immediately calls Commissioner Gordon, who uses the Bat-Phone to call...

...Alfred (well, that’s who answers anyway), who summons Bruce Wayne (rather convoluted. Remember when all they had to do was shine a bat-shaped spotlight against a cloud?). One quick ride down the Bat-Poles to the opening credits!

One quick ride in the Batmobile past the supplemental credits to GCPD HQ.

O’Hara reveals that at the bottom of the Joker’s spring-loaded catapult there’s a bust painted in his image...

Not a very good likeness. He forgot the painted-over mustache!

Batman’s keen ability to take an obscure clue and flail about until something pops out leads him to believe the Joker is planning a caper at the new Comedians Hall of Fame exhibit at Gotham Museum, which opens that day, (HOW CONVENIENT!) but didn’t include the Joker (guess the committee didn’t find him that funny)

One travel montage later, Batman and Robin arrive at Gotham City Museum, where Batman tells the staff to clear the building.

The Dynamic Duo enter the Hall of Fame to discover the Joker has a display after all (that’s an even worse likeness than that bust was) Something doesn't sit right with Batman, but he and Robin leave to find the museum’s director at the guard lock up the museum.

One puff of smoke later and the Joker comes out from behind inside his statue, as do his henchmen from other statues. This seems like an expensive setup. Hope the payoff is worth it.

Seeing as they’re headed for the jewel exhibit, it might be.

Outside, Batman realizes what’s happening and attempts to get back into the locked museum. Inside, the Joker and his cohorts are helping themselves to the collection of jewels as Batman and Robin enter. Fight ensues, complete with onomatopoetic graphics.

(no ZOWIE?)

Unfortunately, the fight knocks loose a foam rubber sword that hits Batman on the shoulder head, knocking him out. The cronies then make short work of Robin and the pair are captured.

However, Batman quickly regains consciousness and pulls smoke pellets from his utility belt, distracting the cronies long enough for them to overpower them. However, the Joker escapes, vowing to not be defeated by a piece of clothing again as we go to commercial.

We return to the Joker’s secret lair at Gotham Pier Amusement Park, (you know, these villains really need to stop making the hideout locations so obvious. I mean, it could get to the point that even Chief O’Hara could figure it out!)

...where the Joker reveals he now has his own utility belt! (but does it have Joker shark repellent?) 

Emboldened by his new apparel (rather gaudy...even for the Joker. I mean, yellow does not go with purple!) he announces his newest caper will be to steal the cruise ship SS Gotham. So is the Joker now the Jolly Roger? But first, he’ll need to neutralize Batman (wow, he’s learning!)

Later, at Commissioner Gordon’s office, Gordon and O’Hara and having a meeting with Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson about Batman christening the SS Gotham...

...when someone (three guesses who) throws a clown doll through the window. Gordon immediately gets on the Bat-Phone. This should be interesting.

Unfortunately it’s not, as Alfred informs Gordon that Batman isn’t in (well, he can’t always be hanging around the cave waiting for Gordon to call...) Well, I guess *GASP* the police will have to actually do their jobs for once! Bruce and Dick excuse themselves, but not before Bruce convinces Gordon to let him keep the doll.

Later, in the Batcave, the Dynamic Duo analyze the doll. Batman once again reaches and comes up with what the Joker’s next caper will involve: a televised performance of the opera Pagliacci. Does that mean the Joker’s depressed?

(Thanks to ZiLLaCSS)

Later, at the TV studio (why not film it on stage?)...

Pagliacci (wearing a mask that’s a dead ringer for the mask the Joker wears in The Dark Knight) is singing until he starts cackling, revealing himself to be the Joker

(hey, he has a good singing voice!)

Batman & Robin manage to grab the Joker...

...but he throws sneezing powder at them, incapacitating them as his goons subdue them! The Joker then boasts that he will unmask Batman and Robin for the entire television audience to see as the cliffhanger rolls! (This is the slowest I’ve seen the Joker walk. I mean he creeps toward them in the 20 seconds the cliffhanger is being read and he still hasn’t reached them! Not to mention he likely won’t finish until tomorrow...”SAME BAT-TIME! SAME BAT-CHANNEL!”)

Fortunately, you don’t have to wait that long, as we’ll be jumping right into the conclusion, also available on Amazon (past the pay wall)

We open with the Joker returning to center stage so he can once again do his slow walk over the supplemental credits.

Batman quickly gets into his utility belt to pull out his deus ex Batshit pellets to set off the studio’s sprinklers, but the Joker throws down smoke pellets from his own utility belt to distract the pair before they can turn the tide, then escapes. Batman gives chase, using his Batline to climb to the scaffolding where Joker ran to.

(I should note that he only uses his arms, his legs flailing like he’s riding a bicycle. And yet he makes his way up effortlessly, almost as if he was pulled up by a winch)

Batman stalks toward the Joker, only for the Clown Prince of Crime to throw a string of ribbons from his utility belt at Batman...

...wrapping him up as he makes his escape.

Later, at the Batcave, Batman, Robin, and Alfred watch a newscast in which Commissioner Gordon voices concern about the Joker’s utility belt (sheesh guys, so the Joker’s got gadgets of his own! It’s not like he has unlimited funds to fill his arsenal like Batman does!) Alfred goes to shut off the TV as the newscast returns to the anchor desk, but suddenly the camera pans in all kinds of wild directions, to finally center on the Joker.

Joker gives a cryptic clue as he flees before GCPD arrives (what will the cops do? Wait for Batman to arrive?): What’s wrong with this sentence:

Alfred points out it should be “laughs well”

More reaching by the Dynamic Duo leads them to believe the Joker’s target has to do with Professor James J. Laughwell, famed adventurer, just back from Africa with rare treasures. (You do realize this is likely a trap, right?)

Later, the Batmobile arrives at the warehouse the treasures are being stored at. Batman decides to climb to the roof, rather than enter through the front door, to take them by surprise (you do realize the Batmobile’s engine has a very loud, very distinctive sound right? I’m sure they know you’re there)

One very fake-looking wall climb later (I would say it’s due to it being season 1, but they really don’t get any better), the Dynamic Duo interrupts the Joker’s plundering and the usual brawl ensues, (but no onomatopoetic effects. Guess we have one more fight coming) but the Joker and his cronies flee. Batman throws some pellets to try to stop them...

...but they instead explode into party streamers.

Robin realizes that the Joker switched utility belts in the brawl! (OK, not a trap, but definitely a set-up)

With the Dynamic Duo dumbfounded, the Joker goes on a crime spree. Batman tries analyzing the Joker’s belt, (for what, exactly?) but to no avail. I’m not exactly sure why Batman doesn’t simply empty the belt and install his own gadgets (or simply get his backup utility belt; surely Bruce Wayne could afford a second belt?)

Meanwhile, the Joker gloats that they will be stealing the SS Gotham at its christening tomorrow (remember that plot thread? I don’t know how they’re gonna escape with a cruise liner with the Joker, his arm candy, and four goons. I think the gang is a thousand henchmen short to effectively pull that off.) The Joker rigs the bottle of champagne being used for the christening (is it a bomb? I’m thinking it’s a bomb)

The next day, at the christening, Batman and Robin are being heckled by the crowd as the Joker’s girl gives Gordon the rigged champagne bottle. Batman notices something off and takes a pill, urging Robin to do the same.

Batman smashes the bottle, releasing knockout gas (guess it wasn’t a bomb. Should’ve been a bomb...) Joker’s goons, wearing gas masks, nab the Duo.

Later, at the Joker’s hideout, the Joker demands the SS Gotham or he’ll execute Batman and Robin on live TV.

That’s when the Dynamic Duo spring into action (seems they took a deus ex Batshit pill, neutralizing the gas’s effects) Onomatopoetic brawl ensues...

(still no ZOWIE! Guess that started in season 2)

...with the Joker ultimately defeated.

As far as Batman plots go, this is one of the less silly ones.

[ilici]

pay the consequence.

Summary: Y/N has been a brat all day while Sapnap, Dream, and George have been streaming. Once they get off and go to punish her, she quickly hides and once they find her she pays the consequences.

Request by: @gogywasfound​

NSFW MINORS DNI !!

Warnings: Choking, cockwarming, thigh riding, orgasm denial, oral (receiving & giving), hair pulling, size kink, and spanking.

Word Count: 2554

Y/N was now straddling Sapnap’s lap as he was streaming with his other two boyfriends, or to the world, friends. Sapnap agreed to let her stay on his lap if she was good, and she agreed. What he didn’t know is that she had already got kicked off of Dream’s lap for grinding against him. “I am streaming with 60k people watching, make one peep or even start something you’re off.” He told her, with his mic muted to both George and Dream, along with his stream. “Yes sir.” She whispered resting her head on his shoulder, playing with his now shorter hair. “How was your time with Karl?” She asked him quietly so the mic wouldn’t pick up, and he sighed muting his mic, “It was good, now quiet.” He told her, giving her hip a soft warning tap. Nodding, she stuck to just playing with his hair, and the hood that was connected to his hoodie. After a short moment of silence, besides Sapnap’s talking and the sound of his keyboard, she easily grew bored.

She let out a sigh, that Sapnap easily ignored, or he either couldn’t hear over George’s constant scream of fear. Tapping his shoulder trying to get his attention, he finally gave her two taps on the hip that indicated, ‘I’m listening’ and she smiled at that. Slowly she moved her hips around, acting as if she was trying to get comfortable, but in reality she was trying to make him hard. Sapnap froze as he felt himself growing hard, so he instantly tapped her hip warning her to stay still. Y/N on the other hand, pouted at this. She stilled her movement, but soon grinned when she felt his bulge against her inner left thigh. Sneakily she moved one of her hands from his shoulder, down in between her thighs. Sapnap’s breath hitched when he felt her hand palming him through his sweatpants, and soon leaned his head back at the sensation. Y/N smiled at his reaction, and continued palming him, before she was suddenly on the ground of his streaming room.

“Ow.” She whispered, and Sapnap muted his mic, before looking down at her, shifting around trying to hide his very obvious hard on. “I told you, and you disobeyed. My lap is off limits, and you’re getting punished once I am done streaming.” He told her, and Y/N whined before she got up walking away and to her last victim: George. This one was going to be tricky for her, as he had his facecam on. The world didn’t know they were all in a poly relationship, nor did the fans know they had a girlfriend. Thinking of what to do, she bit her lip in thought as she made her way downstairs to his streaming room. Thankfully his camera was pointed directly at the wall behind him, and not the door that was to the right of him. Slowly opening the door, praying it wouldn’t creek upon opening, George’s attention was now to the right of him as Y/N entered. Giving him a small wave, he gave her a gentle smile.

Muting his mic quickly, “Hey bubs.” He said, and Y/N smiled happily at the nickname, “Hi baby.” She replied back, crawling over towards him, sitting down beside him, out of view of the camera. “Can I stay in here?” She asked him and George nodded, “Of course, just don’t pop up or that would be a very long story.” He joked, and Y/N quietly giggled as she looked around his oddly plain streaming room. It was different from the other two, it lacked color. It was a dim grey, and had black decor. “Sorry guys, my cat got in and I had to tell him to go.” George smoothly lied, and laughed as the chat started spamming ‘cat reveal’. “Sorry guys, he already left, maybe next time.” He said, as he moved his hand over, out of camera view under his desk patting Y/N’s head ruffling her hair. Y/N just slapped at his hand, and planned on teasing him soon. She planned on being more cruel to him, mainly because she couldn’t just simply get on his lap like the other two.

Crawling under his desk, and in front of him, she was now settled between his legs. George threw her a confused glance, but didn’t think anything of it as she has done this before. Y/N sat there for a couple minutes, to not make herself seem suspicious, and finally she crept her hand up his leg playfully scratching his thigh through his pajama bottoms. George jumped slightly at this, and scrambled for an excuse, “I got a cold chill.” He explained, and Y/N could hear the muffled voices of her boyfriends, making sexual jokes about George’s “cold chill”. “Shut up, it’s cold in this house.” He said in defense, slapping at her hand. Y/N slapped his hand back, and he retracted it to continue playing Minecraft. Taking this as her chance, she lifted her other hand up, tugging on his pajama pants. George looked down at her with disapproval before he finally broke at the sight of her silent pleading. Raising up a bit, Y/N instantly tugged his pajama bottoms and boxers off.

George silently hissed as the cold air hit his now bare cock, and Y/N looked up at him grinning. Reaching back up, she grabbed the base of his cock, looking up at his face to see his reaction since he was the overly sensitive one. George bit his lip, quickly tipping his head back before stopping himself, holding back a breath of shaky air that wanted to escape. Watching as his cock grew harder by the minute, she leaned up licking a long stride up his cock, and he instantly shivered letting the shaky air escape his lips. Slowly, she wrapped her lips around his tip, and George muted his mic abruptly, leaning his head back letting a low moan out. He knew people were going to clip the video of him doing it, but he didn’t care in this moment. Y/N soon started bobbing her head once he was fully erect, gagging every now and then. George had now unmuted his mic, and was holding everything in him not to be vocal.

Soon George looked down and locked eyes with Y/N, her E/C looked innocent as his cock was settled in her mouth, and he almost came at the sight. If only Y/N wouldn't have pulled away, he would have right then and there. George held back a groan at the loss of warmth and pleasure, as he took glances every now and then to her, to not try and seem suspicious of just staring down under his desk. Y/N who was wiping away the drool on her face, quickly crawled away leaving her boyfriend behind half naked and rock hard. He instantly grew infuriated, and the ‘let’s play the guess where Dream is game’ comments didn’t help at all. He was going to punish her to no end, and he wouldn't regret a thing. Y/N was now laying on the couch, watching tv, when she heard movement from down the hall and upstairs. She froze, and soon she was panicking as she now had three horny angry men after her. 

Her first instinct was to just freeze, and finally it settled in and she bolted off the couch. She quickly ran into the kitchen, thankful she was wearing socks so her hurried footsteps were quiet against the hardwood flooring. Opening up one of the cabinets that she could fit in, she rushed into it trying to be as quiet as she possibly could. Closing the cabinet door, she heard the three meet up in the living room. “Have you seen Y/N? “Either of you seen N/N?” “Where’s Y/N?” The three spoke at the same time annoyance laced in their voices. The three threw each other confused glances, before Dream sighed, “She went to you two too didn’t she?” He asked, pinching the bridge of his nose, and Sapnap nodded while George cursed under his breath. “The damn brat practically gave me blue balls from not finishing the blow job.” George said, while Sapnap and Dream looked at him smirking.

“So it wasn’t cold, was it?” Sapnap said, and George just hit the back of his head, “Focus you idiot. Y/N obviously was being a brat, and she needs to be punished. We just have to find her.” George said, and Sapnap frowned rubbing the back of his head. “She was obviously watching tv.” Dream pointed out, as the covers were thrown on the floor, and the tv was still on. “So she couldn't have gone upstairs, nor down the hallway, so she is around here.” George concluded, and Sapnap looked around, “Y/N if you come out now you will not be punished!” Sapnap yelled, and there was no sign of Y/N coming out. “Well she’s either in here, the kitchen, bathroom, movie room, or outside. Last option is doubtful since the door is still locked.” Dream said, and they soon decided to break off and look for her. Not without a bet of $100 on the line, the idea from Sapnap. Dream walked around the movie room, looking under every possible thing he could.

Sapnap wandered around the living room and bathroom that connected to it. George was now walking around in the kitchen, trying to think of any hiding place. Looking behind the door, he groaned and the three were about to give up until George remembered a certain spot. “God we are so stupid!” He whispered to them, “We missed the first place she hid when we first moved in here.” He whispered to them, and the three were now pushing each other as they scrambled to the cabinets. Finally Dream was now opening the cabinet door, locking eyes with his girlfriend who nervously waved, “Hi baby..” She whispered, and Dream smirked, gently pulling her out of the small area. “Hello baby.” Dream said back, and Y/N nervously giggled, as she was now being carried to the bedroom. “I’m sorry.” She quickly said, as she held onto Dream looking up at Sapnap and George. Sapnap just shook his head, and George grabbed her face scoffing, “Brat’s aren’t sorry.”

Whimpering she yelped as she felt the impact of being thrown on the bed, “Undress now.” Sapnap demanded, and Y/N quickly stripped of the hoodie she was wearing, and sleeping shorts. “Everything.” Dream spoke up, and Y/N reluctantly took off her bra and underwear, leaving her bare. Soon after, the other three were now naked, and Sapnap got on the bed, picking Y/N up placing her on his lap. “No movements what so ever, got it?” He whispered in her ear, and Y/N shivered at the tone of his voice nodding. Slowly he entered in her, letting her cockwarm him. He moved back, bringing Y/N with him, as he leaned against the headboard, getting comfortable as Y/N was dying to move for sensation. “Look how small you are compared to Sapnap. God I would absolutely destroy you if I could.” Dream said, feeling himself get even more turned on from how small she looked on Sapnap’s lap.

George got up on the bed, as he stood up, using the headboard as balance. “Open.” He said, and Y/N opened her mouth, gagging instantly once George thrusted into her mouth. Sapnap held her hips still, as he noticed she tried to make subtle movement for friction, and soon Dream crawled onto the bed enjoying the sight of George face fucking Y/N as she cockwarmed Sapnap. “God this is my favorite sight ever.” He groaned out, as George quickly came inside Y/N’s mouth. Pulling out, Y/N coughed wiping the cum off of her face that managed to escape and trail down her chin. As soon as she was about to get her breath back completely, she felt a stinging sensation go through her skull as Sapnap pulled her hair back roughly, wrapping his free hand around her throat. “Not a sound from you.” He whispered into her ear, licking the shell of it. Nodding her head, she breathed heavily once his grip from her neck was gone.

Soon, she was able to raise her head back up as he let go of the death grip on her hair. Sapnap lifted her up off his cock, after a good moment of cockwarming. Y/N was roughly pulled over and slammed down on the bed, another hand clasped around her throat. “Hi baby.” Dream said, smirking as he used his other hand to trail down her body, playfully rubbing her clit. Y/N almost moaned, but was stopped when she remembered what Sapnap told her. “Such a good girl.” George spoke up from beside of her, as he caressed her cheek. Dream let go of her neck, as he licked his way down her body finally making contact with her clit. Arching her back, she bit her bottom lip roughly, as Dream started roughly eating her out like she was his last meal. George, held her hand, reminding her not to make a sound, and Y/N curled her toes as Dream sucked harshly on her clit.

Feeling herself growing close, Dream quickly pulled away and Y/N whined, which made the three men glare. “What did Sapnap say?” George said, and Y/N was now flipped over by Dream, her ass up in the air. Sapnap came over, and slammed a hand down on her ass, before he repeated this action a couple more times leaving both of her ass cheeks bright red. Y/N was now in tears from the feeling, while Dream rubbed her ass soothingly. “Are you ready?” Sapnap asked, as he pulled her back, letting her sit on Dream’s cock as he entered from behind with some lube. George watched, enjoying the beautiful scene in front of him, as Sapnap and Dream thrusted into her synced together, and Y/N’s moans were the cherry on top. They all loved how vocal she was, “Fuck, I’m close!” She moaned out loudly, and the other two grunted, “Cum with them. George told her, and she eagerly nodded as the two other sped up.

Feeling themself growing close, Sapnap and Dream nodded at one another, “Cum baby.” George told her, and Y/N let a very strong orgasm rake through her body as she felt the warm substance enter her in both holes. Soon she felt empty as the pulled out, George picking her up, carrying her tired body to the bathroom, the other two following behind. Sapnap started the water, as Dream got the bubble mix, pouring it into the water as George got into the tub with her. Dream slowly sinked into the tub as Sapnap got towels for everyone, before he himself sunk into the tub. Everyone relaxed in the water, before George turned it off, cleaning Y/N’s body and washing her hair. “Did you learn your lesson?” Dream asked, and Y/N tiredly nodded, “Yes sir.” She whispered.

[yoooespinosa]

could you please write a draco x reader fic, where the reader is hopelessly in love with draco, and she's not afraid to show it. but draco doesn't feel the same. and draco being draco, he rejects the reader with no remorse. then when the reader finally comes to the realization that she deserves better, she started seeing new people (not necessarily dating, but more like talking), then that's when draco feels a bit jealous now that the reader isn't all over him anymore. the rest is up to you, love! just something really angsty, you could end it in any way you'd like.

also, sidenote. you're an amazing writer and i love you!!

a/n: Thank you for your request! ily <3

To say you had a crush on Draco Malfoy, was an understatement.

You couldn't help it, you couldn't just stop the feelings you developed every time he came around.

When he walked into the room it was butterflies breaking out of their cage, palms growing sweaty and your heart racing so fast you were scared you'd be able to see its indentions.

It was scary at first, to have such feelings at only thirteen years old. So you did your best to ignore them. You did your best to stay out of his way.

That only worked for so long.

When you are friends with Draco and the people that surround him, it becomes very hard to stay out of his path.

So it was only inevitable that your crush on him would become so much more. Especially as the years went on.

He hadn't made it much easier. Sometimes you felt as if, maybe, he returned your feelings. How could you think otherwise? With the way he walked with you to class, carried your books at times and spent time with you. Just you. Alone.

How could you not fall in love with him.

With all that simmering in you, you finally let it out. You made your affections obvious, not afraid to show Draco how you felt for him. You had thought it was welcomed. You thought that the feelings would be returned.

It seemed as though he could only tolerate you for so long. Yes, that was the right word for it, the only thing he had for you was toleration.

Your shoes sounded on the stone under you, on your way to the Slytherin common room. You had just got out of detention with professor Snape. You suppose it was well deserved, you had seen Draco almost put the wrong ingredient in his potion, so you being you had wandered to his table and helped him, much to Snapes dismay.

Whispering the password, you made your way through the dim passage. Chattering of people from all years and faint laughter was heard all around.

You spotted your friends right away, seated by the green flamed fireplace, as usual.

"She just can't take a hint." You heard Draco grumble, you paused your steps, you didn't mean to eavesdrop but it seemed as if your feet had a mind of its own.

"Wait," Blaise closes the book he had in his hold. "who are we talking about again?"

Pansy sighs, seeming they had been on the topic for some time. "We're talking about y/n."

Your brows furrow. Going back to the first thing you heard Draco say, she just can't take a hint, what was that supposed to mean. What hint?

"Why can't you just tell her how you feel?" Theo adds, his voice is laced with annoyance, maybe this isn't the first time they've talked about this.

"I thought how I felt would be obvious enough, without having to say anything." He huffs.

"Well," Theo sighs. "apparently not."

You were becoming anxious. What were they talking about and what exactly was Draco feeling? There was streak of hope in you, maybe he'd confess right here that he felt the same.

"What do you suggest I say then, oh-wise-one?" Draco asks teasingly.

"Easy, just say exactly what you tell us." He clears his throat dramatically, adopting a mock version of his voice, "Y/n, you have to be one of the most annoying girls, I have ever had the dissatisfaction of meeting. Please, oh please take the hint and leave me alone because these attempts at getting at me are getting more pathetic each time." He finishes with a clumsy curtsy.

The other Slytherins try to stifle their laughs.

You hadn't even noticed the gasp that escaped your throat until four heads turned to your direction.

"Y/n, I didn't kn-" You cut of Theo's words and apologetic stare.

"Is that true?" You ask Draco, your voice low, laced with hurt. Your nose was stinging and your bottom lip hung heavy, but you refused to cry in front of them. You wouldn't give them another weakness to laugh about.

Draco managed to keep his face blank, no emotions shining through. He shrugged, "Pretty much summed it up."

You almost flinched. He didn't even care about the hurt those words brought you.

You left without a look back. Leaving behind your friends call of your name. They weren't the ones you wanted an apology from. They had known how much you felt for him and didn't even bother telling you that it was definitely not mutual. They even laughed, like it was a joke, like your heart was a comedic topic.

The cold air hit your face, freezing against the tear stain tracks. You sat on a lone stone bench in the court yard, letting those tears make a home on your cheeks.

It wasn't obvious--his dislike to you. If it was, you would have gave up long ago. But a part of you felt that there was hope and you had chased after that.

Why couldn't he have just told you when you first let your affections known, it seemed that he had encouraged it back then, with lingering touches and soft smiles.

Looking back now, you notice that those advantages had slowly disappeared. You had been too caught up in his silky hair, those gray eyes filled with mirth and mischief, his angular face with high bones that no one could compare to, that you hadn't notice everything was unrequited.

A sick part of you even felt honored to have your heart broken in the hold of his beautiful hands, the part that saw him do no wrong.

Maybe that was the first problem, you put him on a pedestal, so high up you weren't able to see anything negative of him. You weren't able to see his cruel reality of his feelings towards you.

And he didn't even seem sorry. He didn't even look bothered by the damage of his words.

You were so nice and considerate to him. You would support him at every quidditch game, cheer the loudest even when he lost. You bought him presents for every one of his birthdays and even Christmas, each one sentimental and thoughtful. You had comforted him when he got those letters, that he despised, from his father. You had voiced encouragements when he showed a little tell sign of his insecurities. You had been there for him.

And he treats you like this, like you can be so easily dismissed. You didn't deserve that, you didn't deserve to be called pathetic for having normal feelings and then being laughed at for it.

The longer you sat on that cold bench, the angrier you got. A bitter feeling growing in your stomach, melting away those knots.

You wasted all this time and effort on some guy who didn't even deserve it, some guy who didn't appreciate you. It wasn't fair.

"Hey, you okay?" A familiar voice sounded through your revelations.

You looked up and met green eyes framed with circular glasses.

"Yeah. I was just thinking." You mumbled, the bitter taste was stuck on your tongue, you wanted rid of it.

"Mind if I sit and think with you?" Harry asked, he was nervously scratching the back of his neck, smiling warmly at you.

You offered him a smile, welcoming his genuineness. "Go ahead."

He sat there with you for hours. Surrounded by the sound of wind. It was nice and comfortable. The bitter feeling leaving you completely. You were content now, even if you could still feel the ache in your arms from holding onto Draco for so long.

Weeks had passed. Weeks of no signs of you. The first week Draco hadn't been worried, a little curious, but that was all. The longer it went on though, he became a little more than curious. Not because he cared, cause he didn't, just that if something happened to you, it would be his fault. His rejection was the reason you ran off like a fool to who knows where.

Which is the only reason he went looking for you. He already got a lot of shit from the others, he didn't need more problems stacking up.

He checked all of your favorite places. Starting with that tree down by the black lake that you enjoyed to lean on and watch the sun go down, the sunset wasn't near so he should've known you would not have been there.

He then went to the gardens, there was a bench there that was next to a small pond. It was filled with odd creatures and was home to your favorite flowers, lotus's. You weren't there either.

Lastly, he went to a certain abandoned hall. You had to be there. You went there to be alone with your thoughts, you had taken him with you there a few times. There was a big window there with a thick ledge, streams of sunlight beamed through and tiny rainbows would reflect on the opposite wall due to the cracks on said window.

He heard you before he saw you. A soft laugh reverberating through the empty hall, a laugh he had always found annoying. Hearing it now though, just made him want to get closer to you.

So he did, walking with light footsteps. He froze, you were not alone. Sitting there in the space he once accompanied, was Harry fucking Potter. What kind of sick joke was this?

Why were you sitting with him? And does that mean you just laughed at something he said?

Your laugh sounded through again, once piercing now melodic. It was a bitter feeling, Potter shouldn't have the honor of dragging that sound out of you, he shouldn't even witness it.

Draco left the hall before either of you saw him, he needed to get himself in check.

More weeks passed. Weeks of you hanging out with Potter. You were doing things with him that you had done with Draco.

It was on purpose, you had to be doing it on purpose. You were simply trying to make him jealous and it was annoyingly working.

But how could you be doing that when you didn't even look back to see a reaction.

Draco didn't know what to think. He didn't even know what to feel, or more like let himself feel. Something had changed in the weeks you were away from him.

A revelation of sorts. He missed you. Missed what you would do for him. He regretted what he said and what he never had the chance to say. Because maybe deep down those feelings had been returned, but he was just too stubborn to show.

And now he's seeing you realizing that you deserve more than blurred lines and assumptions. And he's realizing maybe Potter is that more that you deserve.

Draco doesn't like that one bit, he can't even stomach the thought. So he promises to himself that he will do everything in his power to win you back. Even if that means saying that he was sorry and admitting that he was in the wrong, something he's never had to do before.

But if that makes you his again and gets you away from Potter, then its worth it.

Part 2

[onecanonlife]

okay i have processed enough to write my initial thoughts i think. still haven’t watched everything that happened today (i.e. sapnap’s stream, jack’s stream, techno after tommy went live) but. i want to talk a little bit

(also i always get nervous sharing my takes as my anxiety is. bad. so i’ll preface this by saying that i am absolutely not trying to start anything with or go after anyone whose opinions are different lmao. this is all very much /lh)

okay. so. in no particular order

i’ve determined how i feel about c!ranboo’s death. the answer is that i feel very little. i am open to changing this opinion based on others’ reactions (c!tubbo pls return king i’m begging) but currently i am not. mourning. like i did for c!tommy. that ficlet that i wrote was definitely me trying to make myself feel something and it didn’t quite work. that being said, i’m very happy that cc!ranboo’s finally gonna get to tell a story the way he’s wanted to!

c!niki. girl. please.

kind of on that note, i will not lie i normally find techno’s lore streams to be fun, at least. and this stream had its moments that i enjoyed? but overall, was not digging the syndicate pov today. really, really good to have confirmation that c!techno doesn’t actually like c!dream, tho

gonna round out my discussion of the syndicate. c!phil. he fucking fascinates me. i want to shake him and i want to punch him and i want to hug him. i want to be in his brain. i want to give him a reality check. but his interactions with c!tommy today, i honestly thought was one of the highlights of the lore for me. like, he still doesn’t get it. i would really like for him to get it, at some point. i want him to understand why l’manberg is important. and the fact that he went along with c!techno’s plans despite the fact that he knows how fucking awful c!dream is has me seething. but like. at least he’s made it really clear that he’s in c!tommy’s corner. i do enjoy that

okay so. c!tommy. i don’t. i don’t even consider myself an inniter. but the return of c!tommy had me feeling some kind of way let me tell you

it’s been said by so many other people, but cc!tommy’s acting? holy fucking shit. he and dream absolutely killed that moment. that was just. chilling. i don’t even really have the words. (and that blooper was also so fucking funny i love them)

and i’d like to talk for a second about c!tommy’s forgiveness? like, that moment where he forgave c!phil really drove it home for me. he obviously doesn’t agree with him, but i think he saw where c!phil was coming from, decided that c!phil actually believes he was being helpful (which. like. no. but that’s another thing), and so was able to forgive him for it. c!tommy really forgives people very easily. even people who have hurt him very personally. i am not going to make this about c!wilbur i am not going to make this about c!wilbur but c!wilbur as someone holding a gun shooting at someone else and he’s on his side but he still doesn’t feel safe because the gun is still there i am not over this i will never be over this

the walls. god. the walls make him feel safe. i can’t. i fucking can’t

i said i wouldn’t make this about c!wilbur but if c!wilbur doesn’t see the walls and have a fucking emotional breakdown then what even is the point okay sorry i’m done i swear

cannot let c!quackity go unmentioned. like, he is one of the best people to be helping c!tommy rn, because he’s had the whole c!dream-escaped-panic. he’s been there and done that. he’s ready to be effective. he’s ready to do what needs to be done. and he’s decided that what needs to be done is protecting c!tommy. it really doesn’t get any better than that

uh what else. c!sam. my beloved. my beloathed. he’s probably one of the best written characters on the smp. i love him. i hate him. goddddd

this goes without saying, but c!connor absolutely stole the show /hj