#get you a man that can do both amiright

[eggdoodles]

SORRY IVE BEEN MIA FOR SO LONG

Wanted to announce that I'm finally joining the procreate kingdom LOL 🤣 I'm still getting used to it, but it's muuuch better than my old program

Here's some of my first pieces I've made!

[sortasirius]

"Confessions" and the Beginning

Hello fellow clowns, genuinely fucking unbelievable episode amiright?

FIRST OF ALL, welcome back Bobby's hot priest, missed u bitch.

I really did miss just like regular calls last season, it's nice just to have a random silly one to start an episode.

GIRL I MISS CHRIS AS MUCH AS EDDIE DOES RELEASE HIM FROM HELENA DIAZ'S CLUTCHES!!!!

This man is going through the most insane confessions of his life. First Bobby saying he's a murderer and now Eddie saying that his son caught him with his dead mother like give this man a break lmao.

"I don't deserve forgiveness, I gotta go."

And this is the beginning of Eddie's thesis: what he deserves. More importantly, what he thinks he deserves.

Buck is literally like the most awkward man alive. He has zero game I love him sm.

Bitch. ABBY???? FUCKING ABBY?????? SHE IS BUCK'S SHANNON, CONSTANTLY HAUNTING THE NARRATIVE.

"I wonder how many men she turned gay" Maddie is Abby's number 1 hater (besides Eddie lmao)

"Unless there's another boy" JOSH PLEASE!!!!!

The Glee reference Tim Minear you will pay for your crimes lmao

It's interesting that he didn't even seem to consider taking the next step with Tommy until Josh brought it up. Also really interesting how he ends up framing their conversation later, like it's more of an "honoring Tommy" thing than a "I really want to move in with you" thing. Now this could just be awkward scripting or awkward (no game) Buck, but I think it's worth mentioning.

I just love Chim and Maddie so much they are my true north always.

Eddie's tank top? Yeah make that an everyday look for him good lord.

"I'm straight" YEAH SURE JAN WHATEVER YOU FUCKING SAY.

He's punishing himself by not choosing the juice because he doesn't think he deserves it, because he doesn't think he's allowed to take it... He is the obstacle in his own joy. What is that joy? What is he standing in his own way of?

"Because the LAFD doesn't allow beards."

"So it's a disguise?"

"Something like that."

SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!!!!! HELLO?????

"What are you afraid of seeing when you look in the mirror?"

"A failure. Someone that doesn't deserve forgiveness. Or joy."

I'm literally beating my fists on the ground. It's textbook. Fucking textbook. He's hiding from himself, hiding himself from himself, hiding from his joy.

Nothing like 911 to give you the most insane gutwrenching side plot of all time when I tell you I was SOBBING over those two brothers. (To be fair it's been an extremely hard week).

"I'm the himbo" HE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!!!!

Look let me just get this out of the way: I really loved bucktommy. I liked their dynamic and I liked what he was able to teach Buck about himself, but I think Tommy is ultimately right: he can see the writing on the wall, just in the same way he said "my attention?" in 7x04. He was Buck's first queer relationship, but he will not be his last. And I think Tommy has an idea who his last will be, even if he kept that part to himself.

I do think it was kind of an insane speedrun at the end there, I'm not sure why he couldn't just ask Buck to pump the brakes instead of fully breaking up with him.

It's also just a complete manifestation of Buck's greatest fear: abandonment. Abandoned by his parents, abandoned (through no fault of her own) by Maddie, abandoned by Abby, by Taylor, and now by Tommy. It sucks for him, and I hate it for him and for Tommy, who also doesn't seem to think he can have good things, and would rather beat Buck to the punch than actually take the risk and be vulnerable.

I think that this was a good learning experience for them both, and I think they'll both be better for it in the long run.

"I'll see you around, Buck" killed my ass.

MADNEY BABY MADNEY BABY MADNEY BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And lastly, Eddie shaving off the mustache, his barrier from joy, and dancing around his house in his underwear. Finding the joy in being himself, finding the joy in his life again. And Buck knocking on the door, not asking any questions, and them sitting together on the couch, shoulder to shoulder each of their respective "barriers" gone.

They have some things to figure out, but we are so close that I can taste it, I can feel it.

I haven't felt this way since the last season of SPN, and while that didn't turn out the way I wanted (due to network and Robert Singer's meddling), I am confident that that is not where we're heading here. Tim Minear is back. The show is on the Shonda network. Buck is out and Eddie is on his way there. Gay Eddie. Buddie endgame. It's happening, and nothing will get me out of this clown car.

[legallyschrodingers]

Do you have any favourite ships? Any media you're interested in or just duo that you enjoy the dynamic of!!

Ok I barely join some popular media they're more like the quiet ones sooo

So uhh Napolington -

I usually stick to one ship in a fandom and call it a day,but in the end Love is love and as long as it's not really problematic I'm fine,Like when I first joined the Napoleonic fandom I stayed with my pairs till this day and those pairs were..(It may be in order)

And these pairs were pure gambles :D aka

I assumed relationships in FANART😨😨😨(Thank you Amino)

•Napoleonic

-Lannes&Ney:I feel like this Pair isn't talk ABT often😔😔😔My only history with them is that they're the first Marshals I found and paired

-Bessimu:Ill tell you a silly story of how I may have shipped them but I like their contradicting personalities!(they're literally the "inside you are two wolves" meme)

....uhhh ok after some thoughts this ship is sort of my guilty pleasure.Like it's literally corroding my brain

-Massoult:OK GUYS HEAR ME OUT-

ok but genuinely I was relieved knowing they're relationship was pretty good (yk more support to the ship rather than just saying they both liked looting-)The letter from Massena also helped and I like imagining them interacting in my head which IM NOT TELLING YOU OR I WILL GET TAKEN TO THE PYSCHE WARD/but genuinely every knew irl or fannon interaction thats positive makes genuinely ecstatic and full of Dopamine(overall I like a tired grumpy man with a...tired...and old man idk)

-I have more actually it's just that I can't explain all since they did say"Media"so my generals but Classical music ig is next

{A ship I feel like my reasoning should just be kept since I'm on thin ice with this is Bethomoz,thank youu}

•Choliszt:Classic, literally unrequited love,I feel bad for Liszt ngl he seemed so genuinely sweet to Chopin (irl)and Chopin is just annoyed(from what I read)this is also the next ship you'll see in the fandom

Berlix- I heard somewhere Berlioz just casually calls Mendelssohn "Love" or something like that overall they seem quite nice for eachother that's all

Prokshos:I love them SM (Rns_williams drop another Prokshos fic and MY LIFE IS YOURS/SRS)I love the escalation from admiration to rivalry between them and even in the end Shosty still cared for Prokofiev:)

{Some rarepairs}

Vivaldi&Bach:They seem honestly so sweet for eachother.Bach's admiration for Vivaldi was so big he transcribed a handful of his concertos (And I think transcription is like a compliment since your spreading the work of an artist you think is great)Oh and look! They're blue and red what a twist

Paganini& Vivaldi: Literally those "AngelxDevil" gacha trope, They're also both Italians and from what I read Vivaldi was considered a Virtuoso before Paganini came in,Id like to see more stuff ABT them

Paganini &Mozart:Mostly a twist thing I genuinely don't hold that much love for it but I do find them funny and silly!

-Some other pairs(Pairs that I don't really think ABT but still pairs)

•Alberose(Genshin)

•Saintpierre(Frev)

•Saintmoulins(Frev)

•Robesmoulins(Frev)

•Madohomu(Madoka Magica)

•Zhongven(Genshin)

•Gakukai(Vocaloid)

•Skk(BSD)

•Shin Skk(BSD)

Anyways thats maybe all I can cram:,)✧･ﾟ:❀✧･ﾟ✧･ﾟ:❀✧･ﾟThank you to whoever asked ABT this!Maybe we can even talk further if anyone who saw this happened to have something to say!!!🌸🍓🫶🫶

-yours truly

Oh once again I'm sorry for unorganised and probably worng wording so if you want clarification pls tell me😭😭😭😭I'm scared I got something misunderstood

(ANYWAYS WHAT A TRIP THAT WAS AMIRIGHT????){pls laugh/j}

[macfrog]

just me over here thinking about reader having a favourite song and singing bits from it in front of joel constantly just to have him surprise her one night when theyre spontaneously slow dancing in the kitchen (where else amiright?) and he sings the lyrics softly to her… BESTIE I AM NOT OKAY

and to make it worse, he emphasizes certain words in the song to subtly let her know he thinks about her when he hears them I AM DONE RIP

BESTIE YOUR MINDDDD I SCREAMED FOR 5 MIN STRAIGHT BEFORE I WROTE THIS

[cowboy like me dbf x reader - 800 words of pure FLUFF below the cut sorrysorrysorry]

i feel like, as much as she’s a lil swiftie and whatever, one of her guilty pleasures is dad rock. her dad probably didn’t let her play her own stuff in the car growing up ‘cause he figured his stuff (marty robbins ew) > beyoncé, so she wound up liking a whole lot of that stuff. lotta queen, lotta eagles, all that. and she probably heard the likes of can’t fight this feeling by reo speedwagon as a kid and used to dream about when she’d meet someone who might love her enough to feel that way.

one day she’s at joel’s and she’s in the shower. it’s a sunday morning, she’s spent the night. he’s still laying in bed, sat up against the headboard. and he can hear her humming.

dude was literally alive when the song came out. he knows what it is. and he just sits with this dumb smile on his face ‘cause she’s graduated to quietly singing: even as i wander, i’m keeping you in sight.

n then she pushes the door open, towel around her body, probably twirls over to the foot of the bed still singing the words, and he just sits with his arms crossed, shoulders bouncing, chest vibrating with stifled laughter.

she’s like, c’mon, old man.

excuse me?

this is your era. sing with me, she pleads.

and she’s crawling up the bed to him, tilting her head and nananahing the guitar solo until she’s sat in his lap, his hands on her hips, watching her perform for him with what he reckons is more passion than even the band had.

she hums it when she’s following him around the grocery store, elbows on the handle of the cart, watching him doing all the heavy lifting. she sings it while they’re lying on his couch, both doing separate things but together, y’know? he can’t focus on the building plans he’s tryna read on his phone ‘cause she’s stuck singing the same bit on a loop while she flicks through netflix or something.

so then maybe one night the power goes out and they’re home alone. she raids his cupboards for candles; they sit in the kitchen and eat leftover pizza and drink cheap wine and wait for the lights to turn back on. and joel puts some playlist on his phone, sits it on the counter while they eat and talk and…whatever else you do during a power outage.

he gets up to go refill their glasses. she follows, sliding the empty pizza box onto the counter as pearl jam fades into silence. and then…the twinkly intro. the piano melody. the crooning bassline. she gasps. her jaw falls slack, huge beam spreads across her lips. eyebrows lift as high as they’ll go. n joel’s shoulders jerk with a laugh.

she takes his sleeve in her fist and pulls him into the middle of the kitchen, and he lets her, obviously. and she’s swaying, and his arms sit comfortably on her hips, wrists cross at the bottom of her spine. and he watches her with this little glint in his eye, the reflection of the candles and probably something more, just letting her sing to him.

you-really-gotta-sing-this-time-cmon, she says, squeezing it between the lines of the song. and i’m getting closer than i ever thought i might, she sings.

and she shuts her eyes, balls her fists and jerks them twice when the drums kick in, and joel snorts, leans in, lines his lips with hers until they’re, like, an inch apart, and they’re breathing the words to one another as they sway back and forth.

…and i can’t fight this feeling anymore, i’ve forgotten what i started fighting for…

her arms cross around his neck, and his forehead’s on hers, n she’s singing it’s time to bring this ship into the shore, and he sings back and throw away the oars forever, and they laugh because it’s so fucking corny, so sickly sweet, and neither of them care.

she lets him sing the second verse, mostly ‘cause she’s never heard him singing this song and never heard him sing so softly, like he’s doing it for only her to hear, and no one else. she kinda nuzzles her head into his neck and feels the bristle of his beard against her temple, his lil quiet drawl singing, it always seems that i’m following you, girl, ‘cause you take me to the places that alone i’d never find.

and it’s cute, and they’re so in love, and my chest hurts to think about them looking at one another as they sing the last fucking line, the lil oooohs, the lil saxophone notes. the dumb little grins on their dumb little faces.

yeah. what the heck, dude. i need an inhaler.

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[steve0discusses]

Ep 45 Part 2: I, Again, Did Not Expect Ryou

The revolving door of characters wandering into this boss arena continues, and this time it’s Pharaoh who is trying to catch up to the plot with the dead woman on the ground, the giant tablet to the side, and Seto who is cackling to himself in a corner.

And Seto does a big ol laugh and it’s been a while since we got a villainous laugh out of Seto. Been a LONG TIME. Probably felt great for this voice actor to go back to his roots.

(read more under the cut)

Y’all.

It’s been a while I’ve been doing this blog, right? And I take it slow, especially right now with chronic fatigue stuff, but MAN I really thought we’d be dueling SETO. Not Aknadin in a Seto Bean! That’s a different guy!

Yugioh! That’s a completely different guy!

And there’s time for the big showdown between Pharaoh and Seto to actually happen. But trying to write it so we no longer develop this rivalry between Seto and Pharaoh feels like...they had to do that because Seto became a friend maybe kind of unintentionally.

It still works, they haven’t lied to us, I just...I have mixed feelings about it.

Mimicking Blue Eyes in Season 1 and Season Zero, this dragon will not work for you if you are not Seto Kaiba. Or Yugi. She’ll sometimes allow Yugi to play her in his deck. But definately not Seto Imposters. And like that, Aknadin is dead by his own hubris.

Hubris be killing a lot of billionaires lately, amiright? Yugioh just leaning into my love of killing billionaire gentry with hubris.

This romantic moment somewhat ruined by the animation team refusing to draw fingers and always keeping everyone’s hands clenched like they’re gonna furiously poop.

Yami watches as Seto recreates the vision that Kaiba had seen several years prior on the blimp. And Yami I’m sure felt entirely 3rd wheel. But he’s used that. He lives in Yugi’s bean. He probably thinks 3rd wheel is normal and how everyone feels all the time.

And then THIS HAPPENS.

Seto decides he’s had enough of watching behind a pillar, and now that everyone is dead and sobbing he should go out and harass Yugi. Youknow, at this funeral. The funeral of his beloved from like a previous life or whatever. Seto is kind over it and for once he is the one that needs a ride home.

And he’s like “hey so...I noticed that guy looks like me”

And then, when you think “well I guess Seto joins the party?” they just start screaming at eachother, within earshot of Seto, within earshot of the dead dragon card, within the earshot of like the entire world.

Remember that no one can actually see Seto but Pharaoh, which makes it even more funny.

Bakura segue’s us back to Yugi and his cursed friends, where he’s trying his best to explain the logic of cursing your classmates with dark magic so you can go on playdates.

The idea that you go through all the trouble to curse people into liking you, but the puzzle itself is made of dark magic, so it finds the most terrifying people to make your friend, is funny to me although it is completely my headcanon.

Anyway, get ready for the still my computer caught for this next one.

(it’s “surprise” but eh I don’t feel like fixing it at this point.)

It DOES look like Tristan is doing a weird cross punch, he’s actually tossing both of them and his hands over extended to the other side, which is a thing we do in animation, we go past the point you intend to go so it looks more fluid--but it does make the tweens funny.

The floor gives way and creates scales made out of the eyes.

Will Yugi leap from his scale and send his friends to purple doom, or will he find Pharaoh’s name and save the world?

which like, wouldn’t be a good episode of Yugioh unless multiple people were asking to die, and Joey nailed it in the most Brooklyn way this Japanese boy knows how.

And so Bakura was like “never mind.” which I guess was an option in the footnotes that only he could read.

Not shown is a hard to cap animation where Yugi leapt from his edge of the scales and just clung to Joey’s waist and Joey was like “gotta hang on to your friends, right Yuge?” And Yugi was like “Does that mean you forgive me already? Or are you being sarcastic right now?”

Inside of the room is this.

I LOVE the outline tool in photoshop. Good stuff. I LOVE it. and so does this animation team. Outlined the HELL out of those birds.

They leave the name zone room, with no idea at all how to say Pharaoh’s name. Where, they ran straight into Tristan and decided enough was enough, it’s time to have a chat. Because no, they haven’t figured it out.

You may be asking “so where did Tristan go?”

I DON’T KNOW.

He’s probably not fine. But um. No idea where Tristan went.

Also, guess who we haven’t seen in like 20 episodes since Seto stepped over his prone body on the steps?

Ryou! Little Ryou is back!

This guy who we...thought was a good guy? Anyway he’s off to literally kill Yugi, just like he’s want to do.

Straight up...I can’t fully predict Ryou, mostly because we rarely ever see the kid, but damn, he sure did wake up just ready to do a murder today, didn’t he?

And yes, this does mean that Ryou was pretending to be Bakura pretending to be Tristan, just so we the audience could get a fun triple reveal in this episode.

For some damn reason Ryou brought a duel disk to ancient Egypt. So we WILL get actual proper cards. And by proper cards, I mean Yugioh TV show cards, which line up not at all with the actual card game. Can’t wait to spell FINAL and then die.

Anyway, here’s the link to read these in chrono order.

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/yugioh/chrono

We are quickly running out of people in this season to kill, but we still got a few of Pharoah’s ancient friends left, and as for who dies next episode? My bet is on...Isis. Sorry Isis, I know you got a cool hat and you’re the token girl but, she’s super dead next right?

[h0n3yk1tt3n]

The last post full of out of context quotes was getting long as fuck so MORE QUOTES WITH @biscuitbakerbecca LETS GO

•2024 is being a 2020-whore

•Phone a little confused but it got the spirit

•Whatever, writing gay fanfic on the clock in rebellion

•:(((((( Saddy Discord is homophobic

•"I did not have sexual relations with your daughter"

•Goddamn these dads just ain’t daddys

•Why must we have an organ that hates us so

•bby girl the food doesn’t go on the floor

•"Is it lazy of me to not change Jeremy’s parents names between fics or am I just Keeping Consistent"

"I'd call that consistency but that's just bc I'm lazy lmao"

•We don't talk about

Hands

•Apparently so scared I used the wrong “to”

•✨️climate change✨️

•The narrative has a cruel sense of humor

•NO NO ITS TOO LATE FOR ME TO THINK ABOUT AXE LADY

•Money can buy science

•You gave me enough dad feelings by putting him in a coma I'm never gonna recover

•GOD FUCKING DAMMIG

•DAD FEELINGS HAVE ENTERED THE CHAT THANKS BECCA

•Maybe if I pass out while writing I’ll dream up an epic fight scene to write poorly

•L2C Jer is full of rage but Jake still outclasses him in everything

•Pussy before pussy amiright????

•Abracaoof

•Deliberate misgenderers get the stab stab

•Jolly ranchers do not make up for your lack of proper gendering skills peasant

•THE WILDERNESS IS PLOTTING AGAINST YOU

•MICHAEL MELL DID YOU MANIFEST AS THE BUG I JUST KILLED???

•MY GOD BECCA WHOS NEXT

•i am not beating the angstlord allegations

•man i traumatized you so bad you blocked out the memory

•I love shoving customers under the sink

•fr we both took our childhood hyperfixations and went "what if blorbo" and just ran with it

•Like dude you just made a pez dispenser for your spider jizz

•…sighed is a word last I checked

•Idk what to put on the shoes

•I was hoping Jeremy would stab him

•American English is so dumb sometimes. No, I'm gonna spell cancelled with two Ls. I'm gonna spell worshipped with two Ps. SHUT UP ITS GREY OK MISS ME WITH THAT GRAY SHIT

•You only know how to write caffeine addicted hero Jeremy, I only know how to write overprotective nearing the point of obsession Michael

•Scraped out of it with tinnitus and ptsd BUT STILL

•So what I'm hearing is they're switches

•I want Jeremy to fight people all the time the man has so much rage in such a sick Victorian child body

•Why did I think you lived with six people

•Mother nature is smokin some shit

•Discord are you smoking the same shit mother nature is

•Oh GOD ITS ACCUMULATING

•Twinkie: Lol

•Tbf this goes way too hard to be in a fast food drive thru

•Sex On A School Night WOULD be an awesome band name

•Fae portal closed before everyone could go thru

•Bitch ass tic tac

[llycaons]

okay and here's p2. imagine me walking around going HELLO? HELLO? HELLO? HELLO???

armand isn't in a forgiving mood, which I can understand, but louis IS in excruciating pain so making him apologize NOW, and partially for TRYING TO DIE feels really petty

and now he's talking about selling...dude that's cold

HELLO?

armand. dude. what the fuck. stop torturing daniel to get back at a guy who's like half-dead. I wish this dl had subs bc armand going THIS IS FINE WE'RE ALL FINE is insane

we talk a lot about louis's trauma since the story IS about him but daniel recalling details like what products were being advertised on tv while staring at the cellophane-wrapped neighbor is like extremely horrifying and I don't like his unwarranted hostility and cruelty towards louis but given that experience I can understand his wariness the beginning of s1 better

the off-tune kazoos in the background. really fucky. im so scared

armand torturing someone louis likes in front of him to 'understand'...I guess the gloves are off. at the end of s1 everyone was claiming freaking out and claiming armand was WORSE than lestat which i think is pretty patently untrue but this man. this is real fucked up. I don't understand why louis stayed after this except...what, to make claudia's death not a waste? to have something to do to stave off his suicidiality?

I mean something they do have in common is being really obsessive and controlling over louis's affections/attention

'BARTERING WITH DESIRE IS THAT WHAT MAKES YOU FASCINATING' SAYS THE FORMER SEX SLAVE

daniel says he's good at getting people to open up which is funny because we have rarely seen this skill in the interview here

but ALSO. armand asks this and daniel actually engages, doesn't just yes-man to stay alive

well. a little

*physically and mentally torturing a guy who you're holding captive* DO YOU THINK I'M BORING????

armand's from delhi

'eager black hole' to contrast louis's tearful confusion

daniel's not hunting for the truth, in this moment. what's the point to his question? no point. fuck your boyfriend

oh shit, instead of armand and louis vs. daniel now it's louis and daniel vs. armand. hurry, he's almost back!

the feet in the sand!

one of the podcast groups I listen to is CONVINCED louis and armand want daniel to reveal some secret he apparently has, and that's the entire purpose of this interview and that's what 'we can have him saying what happened next in no time' means. I really don't understand that assumption. it just sounds like they're trying to control the narrative. but the interview structure is upended now. louis is asking daniel - try to remember! try! go back to the chair. what was happening? what was he saying?

it's also so disturbing hearing louis periodically beg for armand to help him from the bedroom. he can't even move on his own! it hurts! and he doesn't have claudia anymore :(

based on what I know about the novel it sounds like they ramped up armand's malice in this episode. oh wait no he goes and does it

you can see his big vampire fang wounds right there too

*leaning over your grievously wounded boyfriend* so why are you still so obsessed with your ex?

ahhh so louis's description of lestat WAS exaggerated compared to what he shared privately with armand. and armand theorizes this is because...he wants lestat to chase after him again? unhinged, but both of them have made poor decisions when it comes to lestat so I'm not surprised by the suggestion

🙄 over armand being like 'ohh im trapping you in ~empathy~ so I guess I'll selflessly leave you to the man you really want as an act of service' as if louis wasn't HALF-DEAD and lestat wasn't his abusive ex OUT FOR BLOOD. more like acts of DISSERVICE amiright

FUCK HE CONTACTED LESTAT????

okay I SQUEALED 'YES IM HERE'!!!!!!!!! BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOUIS IS SAYING NO!!!! WHAT A NIGHTMARE!!!!

'oh hon hon hon louis louis whet hes heppened why hev you injured yerselfff mon cher mon cher' omggggg and armand CANT SAY I LOVE YOU SCREAM

'you left me for death' way to make his suicide attempt about YOU

this is such an insane comment to make and I apologize in advance but this would never happen with wangxian because lwj knows the importance of being selfless and supportive and doesn't take suicide personally. wow such a strong couple 💪actually how funny is it that I'm watching this messy complicated show about toxic relationships between awful immortals and going 'hmm NOT getting a lot of fanfic wangxian vibes from this' like yeah I should read more romance but I simply do not like it! so many of the tropes are boring and played out!!! what's a girl to do!!!

REST

REST

REST

SUDDEN TENDERNESS??? ARMAND?????

ah no. the softness of murder

this speech he gives must be close to what they said to their prey in the theater. he's very good at it. your future is bleak and will be full of regrets. living is hard. do the easy thing instead and die here instead. and I'll take care of you. I'll hold you. rest now. rest

and we know that obviously daniel doesn't die here so it's not so much tension as the somberness and weight of the moment. it's a beautiful scene, and terribly tragic. a murderer - a predator - is convincing his victim - his prey - to give up. to simply stop resisting, and allow himself to be consumed

but daniel has two daughters and a successful career in the current day so we know that's not how this ends. louis again! not asking. maitre and arun. the script is flipped once again. who's really in power in this relationship for long? daniel must live as a testament to our companionship. let him go. so armand does

and what DOES louis see in daniel? is his long-neglected humanity returning? what is he saying to him, in his excruciating pain?

oh my god. reading his own book. he remembered every word. he gave him a lifeline. he gave him a lifeline. because there are stories out there and they need to be told, and daniel is passionate about telling them, his life matters, and he isn't inconsequential. and no matter how his marriages crumbled or his daughters stopped talking to him or his career stalled or his health faltered that was always going to be true. daniel's life mattered, and it mattered that louis saved him that night.

and louis taking on the voice of a god or angel...wow. wow. damn

the precise edit on daniel and louis's memories. of course it's armand. just like the ruler, slicing away the pages of claudia's journal so neatly.

louis's feetsies 🥺 so sweet

louis and daniel vs. armand....louis easy and calm, and armand slightly nervous - what have they been talking about while I was gone? san francisco?

HELLO. I PRESERVE YOUR HAPPINESS WHEN YOU CAN'T???

WHY DOES THAT SOUND SO FAMILIAR?????!!!! HMMMM ARMAND????

[moongirlcleo]

Tengen Uzui NSFW Headcanons

summary: Bby gimme some Tengen nsfw hc’s please if he’s daddy then you HAVE to have some bomb ones amiright CW: smutty ass Headcanons bc he’s daddy A/N: lmao 😜

Tengen is such a sweet heart to the women he loves. He’s such a giving lover. He’d rather you sit on his face and cum at least twice before he lets you touch him.

He has an exhibition kink, and wholeheartedly wants an audience when he’s balls deep in you. Whether that’s your third, or somewhere in public where you’ll most definitely get caught. Hell know someone’s coming too- he can hear them.

Speaking of sounds- this man gets off to the sounds you make. He needs to hear you a whining moaning mess or he feels like he’s not doing enough. Be loud for him. You’ll thank me later.

In terms of other kinks he enjoys being called master, or daddy, but he’s not really a dominant lover. Just hearing you call him filthy names like that is enough to get him going. (Levy coded for sure- don’t come for me Lmaoooo)

One of his favorite things is morning sex. Hell pull you on top of him and watch you lazily ride him, knowing the slow movements do nothing but rile you both up further, and then the real fun can begin. Hell have you in a mating press quicker than you can register, rutting into you deeply, roughly and making you beg for release.

When he’s not working as a hashira, he enjoys traveling and being a bit of a foodie with you. That usually includes eating food seductively off of your body, making it a sexy game of who can last the longest before giving in and taking what they want.

[hegoeshardasfuck]

you can't fight it (you can't breathe)

wordcount: 4.8K

tags: F/M/M, workplace sex, friends with benefits, biting, subtopping, mild femdom, blowjobs, intercrural, multiple orgasms, anal fingering, kissing, aftercare

synopsis: "So," Pearl begins, "Making out." / "Still up for it?" Etho tacked on. / Tango laughs, the sudden rush of anxiety and excitement hitting him full force. He nods, "Yeah."

authors note: happy birthday @h3xt0r i heavily debated posting this over to my sideblog, but, fuck it we ball amiright? hope the people enjoy and hey consider checkin' the Ao3 if ya do

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55489852

"I don't think we're getting the mail bags today," Etho said with a sigh.

"They'll show up, I'm sure of it," Pearl answered with.

Tango gave a long hum, "Then where's Grian? He said he'd do pick ups for us so we could hang out."

That gave Pearl some pause, "Then we get the day off?"

"We should still stick around, in case he actually does the pick ups for us," Etho said, he lounged against a box. Splaying himself across the cardboard surface nonchalantly, his tails laid limp as he rolled onto his stomach, chin rested on crossed arms.

"There's nothing to do," Pearl whined as she slid down to the ground.

Tango joined her on the ground, "We could make out."

There's a long pause. Etho leans over the cardboard box to stare at Tango with a tilted head, Pearl just gives him this weird look and her pupils slit.

"Who said that?" Tango quickly tries to recover with as he inches away from the both of them. He gives this nervous laugh, "I didn't say that."

"You wanna make out?" Pearl asked, an inquisitive but somewhat condescending edge to her voice.

"You wanna make out with her instead of me?" Etho questioned.

Oh no.

They were supposed to laugh that remark off and go 'ew, no way man!' and move on like it didn't happen.

Not whatever it is they're doing now.

Are they...

"Are you flirting with me?" Tango asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Etho asked, propping himself up a little bit more.

Pearl nodded, "We're flirting back."

Oh god they're flirting back.

Tango hopes that they don't recognize the way that his skin heats up and the thick tuft of fur on his tail bristles as he goes rigid. They stare at him like he's some sort of bug, inspecting him, taking in every little detail they can that isn't stuck underneath that postmans outfit. He clears his throat, "I didn't think that would happen."

And Etho has the guts to laugh, "What? You didn't think we'd notice your staring?"

"It's pretty damn obvious, why do you think Etho asked for short-shorts with his uniform?" Pearl asked.

"I thought that the short-shorts were a sizing mistake," Tango got out weakly.

Etho slides down from his perch to sit on the other side of Tango, "No, no. They were entirely on purpose." He leans in close and there's this low vibratory tone under his voice, the closest his species can get too a purr.

The heat emanating off of Tango is nearly caustic, he's probably sweating through his uniform right now. He can hear his tail thump on the ground, and then Pearl grabs it. He yips as she sifts through the tuft of fur.

"So," Pearl begins, "Making out."

"Still up for it?" Etho tacked on.

Tango laughs, the sudden rush of anxiety and excitement hitting him full force. Oh god. This is really real. This is actually happening, he's gonna get fucked by Pearl and Etho, or at least make out with them. He nods, "Yeah."

No more words need to be spoken because as fast as Tango spoke Pearl was already on top of him, keeping him pinned against the box and nipping at his lips. Etho let his hands deftly run across the blaze's skin, undoing the buttons one by one from the bottom. His abdomen, the base of his ribs, his chest, his collarbones, slowly but surely more and more of his skin exposed. It gave Pearl more of his skin to touch as she trailed down from his mouth to his throat to his collarbones, meeting Etho in the middle and brushing kisses across his knuckles.

Tango is pretty sure this is heaven, he comes to that conclusion when he feels the too sharp to be human nails that belong to Pearl drag down his torso, arching into the touch. Etho's tails swish back and forth as he comes into a kiss with Tango, claws digging into the cardboard of the box. The blaze whimpers, talons digging into the cold concrete below them, his hips buck as Pearl traces over his thighs.

The jean fabric presses against his skin as she runs her fingers down his legs and presses in on the underside of his knees. He goes lax, body heat still rising but less sporadically. When Etho pulls back he's wincing, just a bit.

"Burned my tongue." He sticks out his tongue as he speaks.

Tango's arousal falters, "Fuck."

Etho brings a hand to rest under Tango's chin, "It's fine, I've been fucked worse."

"Can confirm," Pearl chimed in with, a smug smirk was on her face. She laid herself heavy across Tango's legs the heat almost made her melt, metaphorically and literally. Her semblance of humanity dripping away when she let her head rest on Tango's abdomen. His skin was rough and almost scaled due to his descent.

The kitsune lets a tail brush across the back of her neck and she shivers, "Brag about it later."

Pearl giggles, running her claws back up the outer edge of Tango's calves. When she reaches his knees she switches to the inner thigh and he nearly moans, legs spreading as she traces higher. "Tango, how long have you wanted us for?" Her words are low and murmured against his skin. She presses the back of her thumb under the button of his pants and waits for a response, she'll hold out.

He stays silent, raising a hand to cover his mouth to stifle his pathetic little sounds.

Etho raises his hand to pluck away each individual finger. Tango doesn't really resist as Etho stares at him, crimson eye boring holes into him as Pearl taps along the skin just above his waistband. "Tango, how long?"

Tango whimpers, "A couple weeks."

Pearl pops the button on his pants and Tango bucks his hips into the touch she retracts.

"Months, it's been months," Tango tries to recover with.

Etho leans back from Tango as he pushes the shirt further open but doesn't touch skin.

"A year! It's been a year," Tango confessed, reaching for Etho's hands and trying to urge Pearl to just touch him by staring at her, "Please..."

Pearl spans her hands across Tango's thighs, running her fingers along the waistband and grabbing his ass. His eyes widen in shock, and Pearl smirks when he gives her this flabbergasted look. She urges his hips up and he follows suit so she can tug down his pants, but she leave his boxers on.

He whimpers but before he can watch her trace his heated skin and tease the edges of fabric, Etho is tugging off his shirt again. Claws drag across skin as the white fabric comes apart and exposes near scaled skin. Tango tries to grasp Etho's arms, tries to do something to return the favor, but he just can't.

Etho won't let him, and neither will Pearl. She's cold, her hands, her breath, and most importantly her mouth. It counteracts his heat comfortably and leaves him moaning these stuttering gasps as Etho removes himself from the frame just enough for Tango to see it. Just enough for him to watch through lidded eyes as Pearl goes down on him. Her hair blocks a good chunk of it, but he can feel the chase of chill from her lips and her fingers across his hip and his waist.

He gives choked sounds, hand raising to stifle them and Etho let's him. He just watches as Tango tries not to yowl and keen and whimper in spite of the conflicting anatomies between him and Pearl. Fire and water. Lava and snow. Charcoal and ice. They're opposites really, Pearl runs so low it could give a human a cold, Tango runs so high it could burn human flesh.

Etho rests between them in that matter, but in the current matter he rests with his hands on Tango's shoulders. One arm wrapped around his friends neck as they watch Pearl run a hand through her hair to clear her face so she can look at them. Saliva and pre stain her lips, her smile is slanted. "Isn't she pretty, Tango?"

Tango nodded.

"Speechless already?" Etho asked, words low and just quiet enough that Pearl can't quite make sense of it. He retracts a hand to tug down his mask to pool at his collarbones. He nips at Tango's jawline.

"N-No," Tango barely manages, voice breaking into a moan as Pearl clawed into his flesh. "Fuck..." She drags her nails back down to his thighs.

Etho gives a hum against Tango's throat, "She can deep throat, ya know."

Tango's breath catches and his nails scratch against concrete flooring. "She can?"

Etho nodded, mischief clear in the way he held himself. He drummed his fingers along Tango's shoulders, cheshire grin on his face. "She can, go on, hold her down."

Tango hesitates, his fingers twitch.

"She won't mind at all," Etho purrs.

And with that Tango cards his fingers through Pearls hair and holds her down. She nearly chokes, but instead she moans. Claws dragging across her scalp and yanking her back up again. She smiles up at Tango and her humanity has faded out more, skin turning a multitude of cyan shades. "You're really hot, Tango. I'm melting."

He chokes on a pleasured noise that makes Etho laugh just a bit. The kitsune trails a hand down Tango's arm, tapping along where the veins rest till he drops down to touch his waist instead. Comfortably tracing across the contours of flesh, "Just let her do her thing man."

Tango let's go of Pearls hair.

"Naw, she likes it when someone takes control," Etho supplies, listening to the confused sound Tango makes before he grips Pearl's hair again. He watches as Tango forces Pearl to deep throat him, it's almost enlightening. Their poor little Tango, he's clearly never had a chance like this before.

Pearl leads for the most part, even with Tango holding onto her and yanking her hair. He doesn't know what he's doing, and he's close, he's so close. If the heat he gives off is anything to go by at least, she wonders if her ice cold temperatures add or detract from the experience.

"I hope you aren't too worn out after this," Etho said, just loud enough for both of them to hear, "I want in on some of this action."

Tango nods and he lurches a bit when Pearl drags a fang up his cock. Unprecedented and almost uncomfortable, but it shocks him enough to give a breathy moan.

"Are you close, Tango?" Etho whispered.

"'M close." Tango's voice is quiet and somewhat strained, fear of being caught clawing into him. He doesn't want anyone to know about this aside from Gem and Etho, his friends. More than friends? Maybe.

Pearl goes slow until he bucks against her mouth, then she picks up. Still driving herself to the base each time as his weak commands instruct. She hums and lolls out her tongue when Tango's grip weakens enough for to raise her head. He chokes on restraint and when she deftly goes down on him once

more, cold saliva and tongue jolting his systems, he let's go.

A sharp inciting of 'fuck!' as his claws dig against the concrete. Pearl holds it in her mouth like a good girl, she waits patiently for Tango's shuddering to slow before sitting up a bit. Her hands rest on the outside of Tango's thighs and she's leaning so close to him, only a few inches between their faces.

Etho is the one who reaches out to her lips and urges her to open her mouth. She does as silently instructed and Tango swears he could faint. He was not ready to see his cum in Pearl's mouth, and the eagerness she holds. The kitsune grins, "See? She knows what she's doing, bud." His fingers still rest upon her lips, slick with spit and cum alike. He dips them down to trace along her sharp teeth.

She sticks out her tongue and Etho uses two fingers to swipe some of it off, Tango just watches, thoroughly shook. Here are his friends, sharing his cum, right in front of him. He's too shook to say anything as he watches Etho lick his fingers clean and Pearl swallow it before licking her lips. "I've had some practice," Pearl said with a smirk on her face.

"You've had sex together?" Tango croaks out.

"Yeah," Etho said.

"Of course we have," Pearl answered with.

Tango feels his heart drop into the pit of his stomach and sizzle in the acid, "Oh."

Pearl slides herself off to the side and Etho takes her place, hands on either side of Tango's head. When he doesn't look at Etho, the fox detracts his claws to tear into the cardboard and Tango snaps his attention to Etho. The fox drags a hand over to trace Tango's jawline, "That's why we set this up, cause you're too scared to ask us."

"Can ya blame me?" Tango answered with nervously as Etho's touch trailed him further from the cardboard box. A planned motion really, just enough space for Pearl to slip in behind the blaze.

Her breath is icy along Tango's neck and he shudders, posture straightening. She rests her hands along his pants to pull them further down, "We can't, but we coulda been doing this a long time ago if you did."

"We could've?" Tango asked gingerly.

Etho nodded, "We should've."

The kitsunes hands guide Tango's to rest upon his shorts and the blaze traces across the hemming and prods at the expanse of Etho's thighs that are left uncovered. Too much for a colder climate, not enough for Tango to revel in and lust for. His claws fumble the zipper but Etho let's his friend mess up once before doing it properly. Tango watches ravenously as the shorts come off, so does Pearl even though she's seen it before.

Her own hands still nudge down Tango's pants, just enough for her to grip his hips and some of his thigh and his ass. He shudders when she does so, "Ready for round two?" It's an odd question considering they can all see that Tango's ready for round two, he could go for three if he wanted.

He nods as she slides her hands along his waist and the small of his back and his tail. He'a eager to grab hold of Etho when he drops back down, but before contact can be made he's yelping. Icy chills shoot up his spine and he just knows that Pearl is smirking with claws digging into his thigh and finger brushing comfortably across his insides.

Etho is too as he sits down, knees on either side of Tango's legs. He has this dumb grin on his face and Tango wants to fuck him until he can't speak but he knows that this is not the time for that. The kitsune hesitates to speak, "Would you rather fuck my thighs or my ass?" His ears quirk to the side as he speaks.

Tango's body heat flares and the tuft of fur on his tail puffs, oh god what a choice. To choose between fucking Etho in the ass, his shockingly toned ass that compliments the dip of his waist which he almost always covers up. Or to fuck his thighs with shorts that ride up when he walks and shows off the comfortable amount of give between the tight squeeze of fabric and flesh. The blaze swallows thickly before speaking again, "T-Thighs."

"Guess I'll be popping your proverbial cherry then," Pearl boldly declared before trying to splay her legs off to the side so Etho wouldn't be stuck at an awkward angle. She still had to keep Tango somewhat elevated though, she still wanted him stimulated from the front and the back.

"You really think that he hasn't stuck stuff up his ass before, Pearl?" Etho asked, "You really think that he didn't fuck himself thinking of us?"

"Did you?" Pearl asked, watching as Etho rested his thighs on either side of Tango's cock. Watching as Tango's hands twitched in an attempt to not claw open Etho.

"No," Tango tried to defend himself with, a whimper quick to rise when Etho lifted himself just enough for a motion that would soon be smooth.

"Don't try lying to us," Etho chided as Tango bucked against his thighs, only to give pathetic little sounds when he met Pearl's hand on the drop.

Pearl let's her fangs graze across Tango's throat and his breath hitches, "Really, Tango, we won't get mad at you."

"I have," He manages to get out quietly.

"That wasn't so hard was it now," Etho teased gently, he didn't want to shatter Tango. In all honesty he wanted to be the one to be shattered, he wonders if Pearl will help get him to that point. He hopes so at the very least.

Tango whimpers.

His body is on fire he thinks, he didn't think that Etho's thighs would be plush, he didn't think that Pearl would be good at fingering. She's bisexual, whose he kidding, of course she'd be good at fingering. He still shudders and shakes with every teasing brisk so fucking close to his prostate.

She keeps grinning, gripping his thigh and his hip and clawing into him to leave agitated red trails but not actually hurt him. Grazing her teeth along his skin and nipping at his shoulders where the shirt has fallen down. Etho keeps rocking himself, sparks of stimuli shooting through his form but it's not quite enough to have him begging for anything. Not yet, Pearl keeps herself as the devil on Tango's shoulder as his hands finally come to rest upon Etho's legs.

The blaze's tail is thumping on the ground like a dogs, he's panting a bit. Hot and heavy and gripping Etho's hip and waist like a lifeline as the kitsune gives pleased chittery sounds. The hand on Tango's hip digs in too deep and then there's trace amounts of blood on Pearl's nails. Tango moans at the sharp sting and then shudders when Pearl drags the partially bloody hand down his arm and Etho stares and licks his lips.

Tango goes still soon enough, friction and heat and ice and pleasure sparking across his skin all at once. He ruts absently as Pearl fingerfucks him and Etho scours desperately for a pleasure he'll never gain from his thighs being fucked. Pearl can see it clear on his face, Tango can not.

"Call him a good boy," Pearl urged softly, and the featherlight seduction on her voice made Tango shiver, "Do it."

Tango swallows thickly before doing as told, "Good boy...?" He sounds like he's asking a question but the ragged moan it rouses from Etho gives him too much power. It sends a hot flash of something down his spine and Pearl can tell in the way his grip on Etho tightens.

"Don't be afraid to get vulgar," Pearl murmured gently before biting down on Tango's neck, her fangs barely breaking the tough skin. She still bit and nipped heavily at his throat and his exposed skin, clawing up his front and scissoring her fingers slowly.

"Tango…" Etho whimpered, voice wanton and whiny. He can catch this smirk on Pearl's face but it doesn't quite register entirely because he's starting to melt. Not to the literal extent that she is, but he feels so fucking hot. Especially his thighs, burning so hot it's almost uncomfortable.

"Such a good boy," Tango praised quietly, "Letting me fuck your thighs-!" He breaks into a yip when Pearl adds an ungodly amount of pressure to his prostate. His breath stutters and shakes.

"Etho, be a good boy and let Tango actually fuck you," Pearl instructs and there's a conflict inside of the kitsune's head, "If that's what he wants at least, not like he'll be the first to have a go at it."

"No, stay put," Tango stated, a slight edge of dominance to his shaky voice and Etho did as told.

Pearl clawed deeper into Tango's hip and he yipped, "You're close aren't you, Tango?"

He shakes his head.

She nips his throat and flicks the back of her claw across his prostate, his body jolts. She gives a breathy sigh, "If you say so."

Etho's whimpering is loud and needy and desperate and he's being ignored. It grates against him, he needs attention and he needs it now. He comes to a full halt and tries to catch his breath. He lurches when Tango's hand drifts from his hip to his inner thigh to scratch gently at slick and agitated skin. "Ha, aha, fuck," Etho speaks raggedly, trying to keep his tone close to understandable.

He rocks his hips and Tango groans as the slick of his pre and the remnants of Pearl's spit allow Etho to glide. He slumps forward and he's choking back weak cries of pleasure, Pearl raises a hand to claw into his back. They're all so close, all pressed flush against each other. Tango never wants this to end, neither does Pearl, Etho wants to stay just like this for years.

"I love you guys," Pearl says quietly, an embarrassed element to her tone betraying the fact she's pressing hard against Tango's prostate and clawing desperately into Etho's back.

Etho gives a sound of some sort to return the sentiment, tails flicking lazily with pleasure. His hands grasp blindly to latch onto her, finding reprieve against Tango's waist and somewhere along her arm.

Tango gives a stuttering hum of approval, "Love you too."

And as fast as the moment came it's fading into pleasure once more because Etho bears down on the crux of Tango's throat and shoulder while tearing into micro cuts Pearl left behind. She yanks her fingers out and uses them to tug his tail instead and there's underlining tremor of pleasure under the light pain. It sends him over the edge with a low yowling sound and his body shakes and flares with heat that's a little bit uncomfortable to his non-nether companions.

Etho still craves, he still needs it, and Pearl answers with a finesse that shows she's done it more time's than she count. All it takes is the softest murmur against his ear, so quiet Tango can barely pick it up, and one single pass and he yips and screams. High pitched and loud enough that it nearly hurts and once he can speak again he apologizes for it.

They sit there for a while, a pile of limbs and bodies and the aftershock of pleasure. Pearl's breathing is the closest to even, sure, all she got to do was run the show but she still felt as satiated as Etho. And their poor little Tango, his tail swipes back and forth across the floor and she's sure that he looks utterly fucked out. Etho's fangs still rest sunken within his throat like a vampire, saliva gathering as he tries to catch his breath. When he pulls back he laps at the wound to clean it of blood, he just furthered the lighter hickeys Pearl had left behind. She litters the expanse of bruising skin with kisses when Etho retreats the rest of the way.

His thighs are glistening and his shirt is stained, he smudges it away with shaking and clawed hands. The agitated marks on his skin are still red and stinging. Pearl retreats from behind Tango to find herself at Etho's side and kissing icy relief up his legs. He gives pleasant sighs as she does so, he wonders how long it is till it'll be safe to go for a dip and wash up without people seeing them. Not that he doesn't mind people seeing him, he's more worried about Tango and Pearl.

When she's done with Etho she does the same to Tango and it stings when she does so because he's burning up. Each individual press of lips to sensitive and scratched flesh makes him jolt with the temperature shift. His nails claw into the ground below them and he's bordering on discomfort with the additional touch. But he lets it happen.

"Pearl…" He whimpers out quietly, her cold hand under a knee as she kisses along the bloody patch of his hip.

"Yes, Tango?" Pearl answered with quietly, voice muffle against his skin.

He doesn't give an answer, just leans against the cardboard box a bit more. When she lifts up her head she lays back across Etho's shins, ankles crossed over Tango's. He swallowed thickly, "Can we do this again?"

Etho nods, "Sounds good to me bud." His breath is still short and he's very clearly winded, but he gives a dazed grin as he speaks.

"Anytime," Pearl chimed in with.

"Grian's not coming with pick ups is he?" Tango asked, opening his eyes just enough to catch his friends reactions.

"It was all a ruse," Pearl declared, "If we didn't set something up you never would've gotten to have your soul sucked out of your dick my yours truly."

"Or get to fuck my thighs," Etho tacks on giving a satisfied and mildly animal sound.

"So is this gonna be a thing then?" Tango asked, "Us three in a relationship?"

Etho cringes at the word 'relationship' because he likes what they have now, he much prefers it over going on dates at least. That'd ruin the dynamic, it makes his stomach twist a little bit, "Not in a relationship."

"It ruins the fun if we're in a relationship," Pearl said calmly, "I doubt blaze's mate for life anyways."

That gives Tango pause, "They do, but I don't."

"So let's just be friends with benefits," Etho said, a certain firmness to his tone that betrays how wrecked he feels.

"That has a nice ring to it," Pearl said.

"Yeah, I can get behind that," Tango said, "Now what?"

Pearl shrugged, "I'd say lets go wash off, but its still broad daylight."

Etho brought a hand to card through her hair, "We could keep talking, talking is nice."

Tango gave a hum of agreement, "Yeah, talkings nice."

-/-/-/-

The water is cold against their skin and the moon skitters across the splashes they kick up. It was meant to be a quick cleanup because they'd wasted the entire day lounging and basking in the afterglow, but Pearl started it. One little comment and one little splash and now they've been in the water for an hour, even she's feeling the chill.

The bank is sandy and full of gravel, but the feeling of water up to their waists as the sit with hitched knees is therapeutic. Tango's still reeling, Etho rests heavily on him, and Pearl is explaining constellations and stars to them. It's a peaceful break, it's something they didn't really think that they needed, but they did anyways. A nice break of calm in the chaos that's persisted for so long.

A silence washes over them, nothing sounding off except for gentle waves lapping at the bank and the bugs chittering. Torchlight from the cliff edge refracts off of the water and it lights up Etho's eyes complementary to the way the moon lights up Pearl's. Tango wraps his arms around their shoulders and pulls them in close, his body heat muted but still a welcome reprieve from the chill of the water.

"Man, I love you two." It's a confession with a weight that nobody wants to hold onto in a rudimentary manner, even if reciprocated. He sighs a bit after he speaks even though he's gotten everything he's wanted.

Pearl giggles a bit, "Love you too, idiot." The teasing edge to her tone heavily outweighs any seriousness. Not like she meant it in a 'lets go on dates and get married' way in the first place, she didn't want that with either of them.

"Yeah, me too," Etho said with a hum under his voice, he didn't mean it in the same way they did. He didn't care much either because they'll make it happen because Pearl is similar to him and he doubts that Tango cares.

When the chill of the water becomes unbearable Etho stands up first, shaking himself down like he's a dog. Tango sputters and tries to shield himself, but he follows suite in leaving the water and towelling off with his pants. Pearl leaves last and shakes herself down, she wouldn't be shocked if flecks of herself came off with the water.

She slings an arm around Etho whose still buttoning up a clean shirt, and slings the other arm around Tango. The motion gains a startled yip from Etho and a grin from Tango. They lean on each other for support as the make their way back up to the post office with zero intentions to sleep in their own bases.

"We'll make it work."

[pomefioredove]

okay so like realistically…

i’m more socially introverted and burnt out so i will not externally look like i care about my grades at nrc but internally i will panic. i would scream if i had to get on a broom though, my fear of heights is bad ._. but i like drawing, so i will be that one kid in the corner of class who is drawing you and i would be a little scared for my safety in nrc. i would try to work at mostró lounge for money.

i think i might be able to attract jade if he and i are able to talk about mushrooms together. i only really like the pretty and poisonous ones though, but i mean, mushrooms amiright? but i WOULD NOT join his club. i hate hiking (shivers). floyd could find me interesting and i like him character wise. also chaos. also i tend to talk out loud to myself and act strange if i think no one is watching.

for that reason i think rook might find me interesting. but i really don’t need someone watching me have an epic monologue with myself and my other selves at 1am, really rook, i don’t. but i also have a similar kind of autism to rook so… i meannnn. let’s be friends. friends to lovers (hehe).

vil. as much as i love him i do not react well to criticism and i will avoid him. ortho, i hope i can vibe with him, but i will likely run away as well. idia is the school rumor who i will never meet.

ruggie, ruggieeeeee. let me learn your spending habits so i can survive on meager mostró lounge pay. please please please.

also the moment i see lilia is the moment i will attach myself onto him like a koala. he has cool dyed hair, he looks like a bat (i had a fixation on bats), and a playful personality: literally my type in irl men. i will cling to him and follow him like a sad wet cat. if he reciprocates with any kind of physical touch, i will die. i am not scared easily at all and i will barely react externally if he tries to scare me, but internally i will be kicking my feet. i will pine for him and write letters that i will never send but show to malleus because the strange front lawn garden man can do me no wrong. and when i realize that he’s very very old i will think about the ethics, but i will still crave him carnally.

the same will happen if i meet chenya. i’m sorry? you have beautiful hair, eyes, stylized clothes, and you’re also mischievous? pleasepleasepleasepleas-

it’s a matter of who i meet first and more. if i meet chenya first but only once i’m clinging to lilia. if i only really interact with both of them once, who can i daydream more about? but if others like me and, if i think of them favorably, i’ll end up liking them as well. i crave physical touch and give off heavy loser vibes.

first and only answer to mention che'nya... you get points for that! he has a really good design

lmao, I'm seeing a beautiful pattern here, you seem to attract chaos. leech twins, rook, lilia, che'nya? that would be an unhinged friend group

[silvergolddraco28]

LMK x Hazbin Hotel part 8

Now with the help of my friend Dortiii on AO3!

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This was… certainly not what the reigning King of Sinners had been expecting especially considering the ABRUPT entrance of their newcomer. But there was no denying it would shake hell's foundations. Literally at that. "Uh...." The man attempted to crane his neck to get a better look at just what this monkey was doing but it was clear he would not be released from his hold anytime soon. ’Did they seriously just fall asleep?! After all that?!? Could trying to break free cause another energy surge? Was it worth the risk?’

Deciding to push whatever luck he had left, Lucifer- the King of Demons and Sin of Pride, pressed against the furry appendage wrapped around the waist quite firmly but there was slight hesitancy in his move. The simian was unpredictable. And to no avail or surprise the tail did not budge. "Yeesh! Ya could've at least taken me to dinner first, big guy." Lucifer grumbled to himself while gritting his teeth in both frustration with a clear undertone of amusement. "Are you guys good? Can I get some help, maybe?" The reigning king spoke out in nonchalance though his eyes seemed to widen remembering his poor offspring, maybe. "CHARLIE! CHARLOTTE?!? YOU GOOD!?!?" The demon king and sin of pride called like a worried mother looking for their child getting lost in the grocery store. His view was partly limited by the head on top of his own and the weight preventing him from really turning his head though the warmth and vibrations were rather comfortable.

“Dad!” the familiar blond female stayed as she came running, an ethereal and almost angelic glow coming off her with a small black double halo floating above her head with a pair of snake eyes.

Lucifer seemed to relax considerably upon seeing her. "Oh hey pumpkin! Good to see you're not dead! So we've got a..." He gestured rather comically with his hand to the monkey resting on top of him. "Guy's a lot heavier than he looks." The reigning king of sinners muttered. "What are our odds of moving him and this guy not going berserk? Dunno if hell could take another one of his outbursts." Lucifer asked with a small frown on his lips.

“I think we should be fine, Dad. Did he take too much from you to prevent you from teleporting?” Charlie asked in concern while taking an actual look at the golden monkey holding her dad like he was a teddy bear, it was actually a very cute sight. “The only thing he did was kick out Alastor with whatever he was saying,” Charlie admitted while trying to keep her face from breaking out into a coo at her dad’s predicament.

"Who?" The king of hell made a face barely having learnt any names since his arrival. Perhaps he should. Though the eyesore of a sinner with his fuckass haircut he had caught a glimpse of before ‘checking out’ was his least favorite. "Nahhh I'll be fine! I haven't passed out yet so that's a great sign amiright!? Don't worry pumpkin, daddy's got this." Lucifer with all his smug confidence flashed his offspring with a grin. Said confidence began to wane at his attempts when nothing seemed to happen. Instead of the usual brilliant light, his vision swam like he had one too many glasses of homemade angelic wine. There was a considerable ringing in his head which only grew louder and more distorted in his vain attempts. It seemed this monkey holding him was far more trouble than he had initially thought.

Giggling whistled passed as a small glowing orb of glowing green energy popped before Lucifer's face. Excuse our Sun, Dreaming Star. His body naturally nullifies divine magic when he is in deep slumber. The green orb ‘spoke’.

This… seemed to put the king at slight unease but it was an answer of sorts at least. Lucifer sighed but took the information nonetheless. "I can't be too mad, the guy's pretty warm- now that's a perk!" Craning his neck once more towards the purring simian unbothered by his surroundings. He gave him an awkward pat giving their position and left it at that. The scene in itself was a sight to behold. "Tell me, where did this… 'Sun' comes from? Has he fallen?" There was a noticeable change in the demon's tone as he spoke compared to his snark-veiled confidence. It was softer, one could argue there was an underlying sadness to it. Whatever the cause for the arrival of their newcomer it certainly had come at a cost.

The orb giggled. You are aware of how Humanity has different pantheons that defer from the pantheon you are born from, Dreaming Star?

"I am aware- vaguely- probably- surely," The demon king murmured, racking his brains in thought. It would seem time sure had left its mark. Or other distractions have kept the king busy as he subconsciously reached for the ring on his finger to twist, as he often did in thought. "Enlighten me." Rather amused and intrigued by the orb's roundabout choice of character introduction. It wasn't like they had urgent plans to move. The simian was quite comfortable. Lucifer wanted to see where this would go.

Before you is Sun Wukong, the Primordial Monkey of Stone, Sage of the Six Elements, Our Chosen vessel of Life and Nature, the Immortal of the Seven Trials, the Victorious Fighting Buddha, and the Monkey King of Flower Fruit Mountain. He is essentially the once mortal counterpart of your Story, Dreaming Star.

"Well shit- my mortal counterpart huh?" Knowing how his own story pans out he could very well guess what stage the sage was in judging by his grand entrance. From that alone it should've occurred to him there was more than met the eye. It still irked even more puzzling questions however. The ring would twist more as he let the information sink. “…Once mortal..." Gazing down at the hold he was in, whatever his thoughts were he kept uncharacteristically silent. ‘If the heavens were to get word of this-’ he cut off that thought before he let it take root. He cast a glance in the vague direction of his offspring through his hazy perception.

Our Sun is essentially a God in mortal flesh. Nature does not take Kindly to threats to his End. the orb replied bobbing up and down slightly to regain Lucifer’s attention.

There was no doubt this... 'Sun’… was a force to be reckoned with. Only time would tell whether it was in their favor or not. "Yeah no kiddin', this guy's got a fuck ton of energy." Lucifer quipped in amusement. Even in his unconscious state his grip was absurd.

Charlie frowned. “One question, why do you call Dad Dreaming Star?”

Is that not his Role? To bring to life Freedom, Joy, Dreams, and Innovation to the Souls under his domain? To Cleanse the Souls and bring them back to the Wonder and Innocence of Childhood? The pale green orb asked.

"Sounds about right." Lucifer remarked. Hell was whatever he wanted it to be. For all those regardless, the freedom was theirs for the taking. The least he could do was give those the chance for what he never had, even if the message had twisted over the years. "And you're my little morning star pumpkin! Isn't that a fun full circle?" Lucifer grinned wide.

Nope! She’s Rainbow Star! A bright blue orb countered as four more orbs in red, white, black, and earth green came around with the white and black orbs gently untangling the golden monkey from Lucifer.

"Unless you all birthed her I get that say!" Lucifer replied pointedly but there was audible teasing in his tone. He whistled in appreciation finally feeling the literal weight lifted from his back. Though he had to admit, the unexpected company had been nice while it lasted. "Yeeesh!" The demon king rose stumbling as he did so, it was uncanny to see such a demon of his name and title in such a feeble state. The demon king just hoped the horrifying lack of senses would return sharply, cracking his back in all sorts of places. " 'Monkey of stone' no shit-"

Three tons of stone and metal from our useless Heaven’s punishments to restrain his Spirit. The black orb huffed before flying around all the residents. Lovely, all of your souls are completely intact after being exposed to a Contract Termination spell and a Sanctuary spell. the black orb bluntly informed. A Survivor, An Inventor, A Keeper of Heart, A Celestial Maiden, A Broken Mother, The Dawn Star of Dreams, and the Guide of Redemption. Our Sun has landed in good hands.

Barely absorbing the vast information the king of demons nodded regardless. "So… What I'm hearing is can we keep this guy? Sure. Is it weird I was gonna suggest the same exact fucking thing? What a coincidence!" Lucifer clearly seemed to wilfully ignore that this decision was one that would have a rather large impact on the rest of the residents of which he was currently not one of. "I guess that just means I'll have to stay around a little longer to keep an eye on things hm? More daddy time for us pumpkin! Isn't that great! What do ya say Charl??" Turning to his offspring with a radiating smile. Mayhaps it would give him a chance to actually learn their names. And possibly even reconnect with his daughter at the sametime.

“I think that's a good idea right now Dad… what are we going to do about the massive apple tree and the fact we now have an actual sun?” Charlie asked while digesting that information before backtracking slightly. “Wait hold up ‘Celestial Maiden’?”

"They probably mean me- obviously." A certain arachichnoid posed with an obnoxious grin. "After all, talent like me is rare- comes with the name toots." The spider sinner winked earning a not so subtle groan from the grey skinned woman Lucifer was 90% sure was named Maggie.

"Get over your fucking self." A low rumble came from a dark furred feline.

"Maybe if you got under me.~" The spider, Angel, countered.Whatever the two began bickering about was quickly tuned out as the demon king paid no heed to it.

Not that anyone had yet noticed the awfully tense grey skinned woman but the conversation seemed to have diverted from the names the orbs used as everyone focused more on Angel’s argument with the feline sinner. She relaxed ever so slightly. ‘As long as it did not go back to those titles, I'm okay.’ she thought.

"Protect it at all costs Charlie." Lucifer leveled, gaining the young woman’s attention from the bickering. "There's no telling what the creeps down here will do. Use it as another project for this uh… house…? Hotel of yours. As for the sun… All in favour for making something the fuck up? Sinners will buy anything if it sells. Long as no one poses a threat we can't let our guards down." Lucifer spoke looking for some suggestions as he drew a small blank on what kind of excuse to use.

She won't be able to do anything with it. It's an extension of your very wings Dreaming Star. A white and crimson-tipped feather buried in the very leyline of the land bringing out the Life Energy needed to terraform the surface into a new Basin of Nature. The forest green orb informed the short King.

The king of demon's eyes widened ever so slightly as if on cue gazing at his own back though his wings were not visible as he took the information in. "Well shit why didn't you say so sooner! Makes it easy enough. If it's me there's no way it's going down! Though it would be fun to see any bitch try." Lucifer grinned itching for the lowly sinner stupid enough to try such an attempt. "Still doesn't mean you should let your guard down pumpkin! Annnd that goes for the rest of you guys too. I guess."

Take care of this New Eden, Lightbringer. We must wake our Sun. A rather irritated Deer is banging on the Sanctuary preventing him from entering the grounds.

"Aye, aye!" Lucifer saluted. "You have my word." The king of sinners promised. A light seeming to radiate from the former heavenly host. It was almost endearing to watch such a display. Lucifer could not deny he would take this task seriously. Perhaps it was the distraction he needed after so long of his own isolation. "Awww can't ya keep that guy out? I'd prefer he stay waayy there actually." The demon king pleaded with a smile. "Or kill him entirely I'm not fussed."

"I'm with the king of hell on that." The dark furred feline chimed in.

"Ain't it hunting season anyway?" The spider demon drawled.

"You three can't be serious." The grey skinned demon groaned.

The orbs all gave a glee-filled laugh each one passing through one of the beings. Red easily passed through Angel with no problems, pale green passed through the feline, white through Charlie, and black through Vaggie. Blue floated before the snake that kept inching back from them. "Issss… thisss…consensual?" The snake demon seemed to shirk away from the glowing orb descending towards him in slight fear though was abruptly nudged by the white arachnoid.

"Ehh just shut up and take it. Ya might like it!" The spider grinned.

"I don't mind if it isn't!" The little cyclops chirped which seemed to earn a collective shudder from the group.

"That'ssss not how that wor-" But it had been already too late as the orbs assumed the task at hand before all six passed through the hidden wings of the Demon King tinting the crimson feathers with their own power before racing back to the golden monkey entering his chest followed by a small rain cloud forming over him.

Once it had been completed Lucifer eyed the newly formed rain cloud in curiosity and stark amusement before it was dumped all over the poor simian. Said golden monkey sputtering sitting up completely wide awake with the side effect of being completely soaked.

"No fair! I could've done that!" The demon king pouted though quickly perked once seeing their newcomer come to. "Rise and shine there monkey man! Glad you can finally fucking join us!" This would surely be fun.

TBC!

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CANON POINT UPDATE PT 1: BEYOND VENOM

It's terrifying to think about. The whole world, resting on their shoulders. Eddie is just a man. Even with his symbiote, underneath it all, he is just a man. What makes him think he can face God?

The voices haunt him deeply. Sometimes, they get so loud he can't hear his other underneath all the noise. Like it's drowning, trapped within it. He knows the feeling. Eddie interlaces the fingers of both his hands, one formed in the black-ichor substance of the symbiote that lives beneath his skin. How many times have they done this song and dance? Separating, hating, reuniting?

Building, destroying, the endless cycles of their lives. Forever bonded in more than just the physical. It's terrifying. Feels like only a week ago they were fighting villains-of-the-day and living paycheck to paycheck ( if they got one at all ). Now they're on the frontlines at the end of the world. Nobody should have to bear this weight, not even Eddie with his bottomless pit of sins to atone for.

He can't stop thinking about it. About his family now. They have a family now. His son, his symbiote spawn, his symbiote partner, and his wife. God, his wife. Is that what she is, now? Is he allowed to call her that?

WHAT'S UP GUYS ! Time for a canon point update! Lots of things have happened between then and . . . now. But there's also one more canon point udpate to come later, for development reasons. It's a pretty big leap between now and there, so I've decided to split it up a bit. For fun and for angst. And also that plot-points list is a bit long already as it is. The new canon point right now takes place during Beyond Venom #5, after the defeat of the alternate-verse Codex but before the little timeskip. There's a lot to go through, so bare with me here.

PLOT POINTS:

So, God is coming. Family, amiright? Knull, god of the symbiotes, is coming down to Earth and it's, uh, quite intense. Eddie and the symbiote have worked together to fuck him up big time, but it cooked the symbiote in the process. So, for a while, it lost all of its "light", so to speak. Its personality, its sense of self. Eddie was fucking devastated.

There's also a Carnage cult ( again ). Carnage was one of the first symbiote spawns, bonded to Cletus Kassidy, and they sort of wreaked a lot of havoc until they were shot up in space to die. This cult believes they can resurrect him . . .

Eddie and the symbiote have . . . another kid! Dylan! When Anne bonded to the symbiote that one time a very long time ago, the symbiote had been preparing to have another spawn. But since it was bonded to Eddie for some time before her already, it had a piece of him ( quite literally, his semen ) with it. And so, Dylan was conceived. Dylan believed he was Eddie's little brother for a bit, but the cat got out of the bag at some point.

Here's where I do a little canon divergence. The Maker ( don't worry about him, some multiverse stuff ) helped Eddie to reveal that the symbiote was altering his memories. Well, I'm doing away with some of that because it doesn't really make a lot of sense, because I want to keep Mary Brock in the picture ( in a manner of speaking ). I am keeping is that the symbiote did manipulate him into believing that Mary died of cancer; she is still alive, and Eddie hasn't spoken to her in many years, which pokes a hole in the symbiote's false memories. How would he know if she or anybody that knew her wouldn't think to contact him?

Additionally, I'm omitting the car-crash backstory bits, because it removes a very pivotal moment in Eddie's life I feel matters to how I write him ( not by much if it's not brought up, mind you ). I used to want to keep it in, but the more I thought about it the less I liked it.

SPEAKING OF CATS. . . Sleeper ( the youngest of the symbrock family ) is back from their trip to space. Uh, they don't really touch on this much in the comics, but could be an interesting dynamic for anyone interested in bringing it up. Hehe.

So, the symbiote's "light" is back. But not without a few consequences. Carnage is also in there in his brain, so he went to a remote island he "vacationed" on a long time ago to take him down. He lost his left hand in the process, but he got back his symbiote! So that's a win.

You thought they completely killed Knull back there? Nuh-uh. Remember that Carnage cult I mentioned earlier? Well, they bonded Cletus' body with a piece of Knull, so he's kind of that god's prophet. And God is still gonna be heading over to earth and fucking shit up. Eddie and the symbiote are gonna have fun with nightmares for a while.

The symbiote curses for the first time. Not like it doesn't know what cursing is. It just never really found a reason to do so until they popped into an alternate dimension ( again ).

Eddie got to see Anne, his ex-wife, in an alternate dimension ( again, don't worry about it ). She'd died quite some time ago ( but she got the chance to divorce him before then ) and they somewhat rekindled the flame? It's complicated. The symbiote is chill with that.

He and the rest of the symbiote task force ( once again, don't worry about it ) have defeated Codex, the version of Dylan in this Anne's dimension, and things are all good. Now they gotta wait 5 years 1 year to get back to their home dimension . . .

And now they're here again.

NEW ABILITIES:

Spider-sense ( advanced ); the symbiote has inherited Spider-Man’s spider-sense, allowing it to feel when danger is imminent, and can warn the host ahead of time. However, after it’s reconnection to the Hive, it has been capable of sensing more things in the atmosphere. The symbiote can predict oncoming weather weeks or months in advance, as well as their general location, and whether or not someone is lying to them.

Filtered breathing; the symbiote has no need to breathe oxygen and is capable of storing it within their form. If a host is underwater, it can provide that oxygen directly into their lungs, allowing them to practically breathe underwater or avoid suffocation by other substances.

Dragon wings; the symbiote can allow its host to fly by sprouting dragon's wings.

Ok so these are ... less new abilities more like abilities I forgot to mention and were relevant a bit more in the new canon ( except for the dragon wings, that's new ).

OTHER CHANGES:

Eddie will seem a little more jumpy than usual. He's freaked out by the fact that the god of symbiotes kind of hates the hell out of him specifically.

Because he's Going Through It, Eddie will shave and cut his hair a lot less regularly. So sometimes he'll have longer hair, sometimes a beard or some scruff. The symbiote prefers him clean shaven. But, again, he's going through it rn.

During his time back on Venom Island ( yes, it's called that ), Eddie lost his left hand. So, when he's bonded with the symbiote, it will form a hand for him. When it's not, there's a stump that ends not too far from his wrist. I'm gonna go ahead and say I'm keeping it that way, even if they practically retcon this later, because I want him to feel pain.

Also? During his time battling with that Carnage manifestation, it carved big block letters into his back that reads "GOD IS COMING" and it never really gets mentioned again. But I'm saying it's staying there for a good long while, because that's a bit freaky.

I will not drop any threads currently ongoing! But I'll be more inclined to start new ones. Indie threads, we'll figure it out. Hold my hand and walk into the light with me . . . wait, is that an oncoming train? ( /j we can do whatever we want basically )

[seth-burroughs]

benefits of being yomi kin:

makes me twice as cool and sexy and automatically makes me the objectively correct authority on Yomi's character it is impossible for me to be wrong and if u tell me im wrong ill start scream crying on the floor

won kin lottery and is capable of distinguishing between Yomi Hellsmile the character and Yomi Hellsmile The Character allowing me to both quite literally be that guy and keep another version of him as my blorbo. Manifesting in the ability of fantasizing bout yomi suffering iykwim AND getting past the masochist allegations <3 Also yeah the Yomi fic is currently in works no I will not answer questions on it

this yaoihellsmile shit is sooo easy someone asks me "ouuuyy honey unwrangle my dingle in ur boioioiong and by sproingle well heh lets jsut say. my peanits. any thoughts on that mr yaoi?" and i just answer honestly straight from the heart no bullshit no rp skillz required

woaghhhhhh......... Former director of the peacekeepers homunculus clone Yomi Hellsmile from Master Detective Archives: Rain Code by Spike Chunsoft........ holy shshshit. He's Real......

disadvantages of being yomi kin:

the regular bullshittery that comes free with being fictionkin of any kind cut my wife into pieces this is my last divorce

everybody and their mom hates Yomi and even if the tag here is way less outright aggressive and I can just easily block anyone who makes me uncomfortable in any capacity, youtube is just unusable. Just. AuUUUghhhh. I know one of my fave dr youtubers is gonna play mdarc this year and I also know he's gonna absolutely hate Yomi with a passion and frequently pause the game to talk about how terrible he his yes we get it you are allowed to have opinions on fictional characters and aren't doing anything wrong by it whatever im gonns look up yomi softcore on pixiv fuka u

overly complicates my already fucked sense of self

Blood cravings got even worse😔 bad BAD this isn't sustenance it's toxic as hell christ dude STOP❗❗

not extremely likely but still very possible nightmare scenario where the precipitation cipher gets Big attracting those people and getting bombarded with kinnie jokes and annoying Ironic Kin For Fun crowd finding its way here. And that is the at best scenario, the worst one is 2015 kin drama reignited in 2020s you can't "kin" this character unless you're x or x, you can absolutely control who you're kin with and if i don't like your very voluntary choice you should stop (just stop man <3 i won't tell you how the fuck 😊) being fictionkin with a sinful evil abuser linux user makes you a bad person that deserves to be ostracized and harassed until you unlearn your problematic ways oh my god do any of you remember 2015 warrior cat kin drama what the fuck was that. i wasn't around in danganronpa fandom during that time but im pretty sure it may have been even worse there which is insane to even think about. but i mean like hey at least fictionkin were taken (mostly.) seriously back then (albeit considered deeply cringe by the masses) and not reduced to a cheap komaeda kinnies amiright joke

i suffered more than jesus actually. the demotion and arrest was SUPER unfair and cringe guys i promise im not gonna torture people from now on you can trust me in a position of power please please please no one did it like i did it

EJ MARTINA DZIE MIE KURWA WYWIEŹLI CO TO ZA ZADUPIE MARTINA. MARTINA NIE WYTRZYMAM JUŻ WEŹ HELIKOPTER I MIE KURWA ZABIERZ Z TEGO CHLEWU MAM DOŚĆ POMOCY <- wygnany do Rzeczypospolitej za swoje zbrodnie😔

Yomi is Real (threatening)

[00why-why-why00]

My god, I’ve discovered something absolutely detrimental chat.

Well I didn’t discover but hey.

Anyways, I reached a new lw 🗣️ 114 wth

But im gaining, up to 117 rn cause I been eating 🗣️🗣️🗣️

This eating disorder shit is just a huge rabbit hole. It’s never enough, and once you pass a gw. You reach it again and it feels as big as before. I’m tired of this shit. Exhausted dare I say. I need me a baggie and im trying not to omfg. I’m tired. I haven’t taken my meds in like 9 months, I can see myself falling into bullshit delusions. I just made a little spell jar thing and like I feel like it’s gonna work. My head is say there’s no way that this isn’t gonna work, but at the same time it’s like. “Bitch be ffr.”

Fuck man, I’ve been trying to heal and while doing that I’ve gotten worse.

Yolo tho amiright? I don’t know.

Im so mad, I’ve been seething for days. The jar made me feel a little better but im pissed off. That mf did me dirty and I gotta see him on his knees to feel better. I’ve never been done that dirty before, it takes a lot for me to get to this point and he did it easily. I’ll get his ass chat. I’m so fucking mad.

Like don’t mind my profanity and also warning abt sexual stuff but

I made that fucker come twice. I swallowed both loads and his shit was the most nauseating fucking tasting thing I’ve ever consumed. I let him film, I was playing into his little bullshit fetishes. Mf was talking some big fucking game, like “ohh I’ll take care of you” “I wanna know your soul” like I know im not a bad lay, I just can’t help but yap. He was all like “what age did you lose your virginity?” And I was like oh you know I got gr8ped while he was in me. Talking about how he’s a freak but then he get scared off by me saying shit? Like bitch, I faked it 2 times. His ass said “my only rule is to ask for permission to-“ LIKE MF, I wasn’t EVEN CLOSE BE FFR shut up with the stupid shit omfg im so mad. I’m pissed off. This mfs probably nearly into his 40s and he can’t get a bitch close? CHRIST, I’ve been plotting his downfall guys. I need to chill but I can’t. I can’t when his ass did me this dirty, there’s more but I’ll spare y’all anymore details. I’m so mad. That jar better work

That’s all from me for now gn y’all

[dead-blondie]

Headcannons!!

SFW

- First off and one of my favourite ones is this girl loves Easter! It's her favourite holiday. I can see both her and Dewey loving to celebrate it when they were younger and now Tatum just can't help herself but get excited over it every year. It's an under appreciated holiday, but she loves it nonetheless!

- Another one I have is that she knits, sews, crochets. This is because to me, her mother looks like someone who sews, so she probably taught Tatum growing up. It also goes hand in hand with another small headcannon that she has a fashion dream. Anything fashion and clothing, she loves!

This can link into the Easter one, as I like to think she crochets rabbits and baby chicks around the holiday. It's sweet.

- Tatum seems like someone who's been through a fair bit in terms of love life. It could be potentially why she's protective over Sid in terms of Billy because she doesn't want to see her best friend making the same mistakes she did and get hurt from it.

Also could explain why she's very wary over Stu, his whereabouts or how he genuinely feels about her. Makes me feel that she used to be a little boy crazy and at some point got hurt real bad, it made her completely turn a leaf, become confident in herself and refuse to let any man walk over her. Though that is also the reason this girl is super prideful, lmaooo!

- From the previous HC, this goes hand in hand with my 'Stu was her first actual boyfriend' idea. She knows alot more about him than she lets on but stays silent, maybe she just thought this was the most she could get out of a guy, since she's used to being someone fling or eye candy. (Not that she doesn't love knowing she can hold a man's gaze.)

- If she had survived the 1996 massacre, she'd have black hair in college. A sort of way of proving she wasn't a 'dumb blonde'. It wouldn't be that much of a drastic change considering Tatum was never a real blonde in the first place. Either black hair or a couple shades darker than her natural brown.

- Tatum was also 100% an aggressive child. She's bossy and always has been, yes that includes those temper tantrums, but she'd hit more than most. Poor Dewey was always victim to his sister's assaults. This is super cute if you remember Tatum and Sidney were childhood best friends. You got a bossy, snappy child who hits, and then her best friend who's quiet, friendly and normally sits in the corner of the room. Besties for life amiright?!

- Tatum loves physical contact!! Side hugs, holding onto wrists, comforting pat on backs, CUDDLING. She's very keen on touching, even with strangers, so someone she's close with and loves? SPOILED WITH HER AFFECTION. She loves giving out attention, but she'd tease anyone who admits it, lovingly of course.

- Okay this one could actually be canon, it was just never confirmed. Tatum could have actually been really close friends with Casey. Them two with Sid could have been an amazing trio if it wasn't for Stu. (It was more her having an issue with being a rebound, it had nothing to do with the fact it was to Casey.)

If it wasn't going to be awkward due to Stu, and well if Casey wasn't dead, I feel like they'd have great potential. (Also I just know they are teaming up against Stu in the afterlife!)

- When sleeping with her partner, she'll entangle herself around them, limbs for limbs. Though she's a freezer during the winter and usually sleeps in long sleeved shirts and comfortable pants. ABSOLUTELY sleep talks, and can totally sleep with any old shit playing, AND do not expect her to sleep when a film she hasn't seen is playing. She will watch it.

NSFW

- BIG OLE INITIATOR, she loves to initiate, she genuinely doesn't know whether she loves initiating or preferring her partner too, it all really depends on her mood. Usually it's a half half kind of situation. She wants to control and take chance, but she also wants to be verbally wanted by her partner, she wants passion!!

- Ways she initiates will include gentle grazes of her hands, ESPECIALLY over her partners thighs, she will flash bedroom eyes, she'll whisper in her partners ear. It's quite obvious when she wants to sneak out to have some intimate moments. As she usually will say yes if asked.

- Is also quite very open minded, whenever, wherever, any position, she loves experimenting. As long as it doesn't unnecessary or unconsensually cause harm to her/her partner or even others. She will most likely get intrigued/ask to try something out or be very enthuistic if her partner were to bring something new and spicy to the bedroom.

- Such a confident girlie!!!! It's mostly her personality and her experience, she definitely knows what she's doing and she's still just as spunky and outgoing in bed, she'll tease and tease to her hearts content, and loves to make her partner feel good.

- She doesn't need to wait all that long to become comfortable in a relationship to have sex. Before Stu (and after Stu), she had her fair share or making out and hooking up etc. She is quite sex positive and comfortable in herself already. Obviously she can wait if her partner isn't ready, she has patience, believe it or not. For people she cares about that is.

- She does happen to be a switch, when she's being a sub, she wants to be manhandled, yes that is one of her kinks, she likes a big strong man to be direct. However if she's in the mood to top, she wants the heavy passion, the fighting for dominance, and then she wants to win. The surge of pleasure and confidence this gives her is immaculate!! Especially if her partner is quite dominate strict.

- The blonde won't even feel bad about leaving marks if she wakes up to see what she did the night before, in fact over anything else, she'll laugh about it and it just might get her in the mood for another round. Seeing the marks scattered and littered over her partners skin from when she lost herself admist the chaos of a desirous and libidinous night.

- With her partner, aftercare is a HUGE thing, she wants to cuddle, she wants to be cuddled, she wants to surround her partner with gentle caresses, she wants to be the reciprocant of said gentle caresses, she wants to praise, be praised, she also finds aftercare a great time to bond and have pillow talk with her partner (also so she can jokingly taunt you about any noises or spoken words.)

- If she's been drinking, whether she's plastered, drunk or tipsy, she'll try to have as many sweet moments as she can in terms of aftercare, but she'll fall asleep fairly quickly.

- If it's the full thing, rather than a quickie or something, and she's waking up in her partners bed or they're waking up in hers, she probably would very much rather cook breakfast with them. But if not, and she's in a loving mood, she'll make breakfast in bed (this is also for birthdays, christmas and other special occasions, where she will expect at least appreciation.)

[viaalterego]

thank you @gummybugg for the tag! This is my first time doing this so it might sound strange. but this was a fun idea! hope to do more in the future! so without further ado here it the AM I THE A***HOLE for my WIP "Counting the Days Till Im Yours"

Am I the A**Hole for tricking the guy I look up to in to becoming my brother? ( I think not, but this is what reddits for amiright?)

I ,a very mature person, (16M) may have decived or tricked some randome Guy (21M) in to becoming my bruthor. An rn hes in the car w e as we head back to my place. And you might be wondrn, howd the hell did I get here…

So heres the story,

In my defense his fam is filled to the brim with uncaring a**holes and so I thought if no ones gunna care for dis guy, I will. My bruthor (19M) and Dad (very old) both laughed and said that I was too young to adopting people. But this Guy is so cool, he can play a giture and can write music and hes in collage but apperntly hes thinking about dropping out after the spring semester bc he keeps saying that his prof is an evil man that’s out to get him and he keeps tellinhim that he’ll amount to nothin if he “doesn’t get his act together”. (I told him that his prof sounds like a dummy, but for some reason he chooses to believes the b******) This Guy is so freaking amazing tho. Like at one point, There were some  stuid older kids who chased me down the road a couple of times  after school and Guy would always run out of work (a small groceries mart) to chase them off! Hed use his break time to check on me and wed hang out in the park for a bit. I think hes a really good person and that he desseves so much more… when I toldmy family, they both agreed that wi… Guy deserves a better life. But we knew that hed wouldnt want to come with us so, Dad used the same tackcit he used for my broher and i. Just wait… until th time was right.

And tured out we didn’t have to wait long… it was February and Dad got a notification that Guy had run of from his apartment only minutes after hed made it home ( dad instaled some cameras near his house so we could check uo on him) hed run to the park in panic. Now, ive seen im upset before, but this wasa brand new and at that moment, we all realized that the time was right. So I went ot Guy just to see if was okay, while my brother and Dad prepared for to take im home. And it happened!!

Im in the car sirtting right next to im rn with him. Hes asleep rn ( probly from whatever my brother gave him) so he doent know abou any of this . an ******* amazing urpise if you ask me! But we had to tie him up a bit bc Dad said that he “might panic and lose his **** once it wore of”. But im not too worried. He knows that I care about him, and now my brother and Dad want him to be apart of our family to! So not only does he get an new family I get a new brother out of this too. But…

Tbh he looked really scared when we went to meet him and when we stopped at a motel for he night (he did wake up) and still freaked the ***** out. Dad was able to put him back to sleep tho before  he was able to hurt himself. I couldn’t help but feel bad… like what if I got the wrung Idea and he hates me for it?? What if he doent see me as a brother as well?? What if he hates??

Oh wer  almost home! Cant have my “brother” wake up to a lil insecure baby now can we.

So I will leave this up to you internet people or Redditers, as ive heard it called.

Am I the A**Hole here??

PS… Oh and I will update!