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[puppyypawsss]

I dont wanna break up but i wanna break up ykmow ?…

[zndr315-blog]

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[gryficowa]

Boycott!

Yes, I struggle with my mind not to listen to music from the blacklist, because unfortunately, there are songs that I have an attachment to… And my ASD mind loves to repeat the same song for hours… Eh… It's just a struggle with my mind

Now that I have your attention:

[it-happened-one-fic]

Play the Fool - Dottore

Author Notes: Happy MerMay Genshin! This fic happened kind of spontaneously but I had a lot of fun writing it! Depending on how well it's received and what I feel like there may end up being a part two. I listened to "Black Sea" by Natasha Blume while writing this fic and I'm not gonna lie, this fic did not turn out how it was originally slated to. But I'm fairly happy with it. Dottore's merman fish base was a betta fish. Reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: MerMay/ Mer-Dottore/ Merman AU/ gender-neutral reader/ I'm not gonna label this as fluff since that doesn't feel quite right, but know that it's NOT angst, yandere, or anything like that

Word Count: 1327

Trigger Warning: Discussion of past crimes including murder (Dottore), Fatui are generally shady

{Part 1: You're Here!}, {Part 2}, {Part 3}, {Part 4}, {Part 5}

EDIT: Entire series now available on AO3! (link deleted due to glitches)

I sat just outside the tank, watching the mysterious merman swim to and fro. Writing impossibly difficult equations with a sharpie on the glass walls of his tank as he continued on about his work and ignored me just like he always did.

According to some of the Fatui scientists who’d occasionally pass by to gossip and puzzle about the strange things he wrote, this odd man had once been the infamous Dottore. The second of the harbingers that worked for the Tsaritsa herself. But then something had gone horribly wrong in an experiment, and he’d turned into this. 

An exotic merman that looked more like something out of a fairy tale than a horrific science accident. But then, fairy tales often served as warnings of some sort, didn’t they?

Either way, his mistake had given some of his less-than-loyal lackeys the chance they needed. 

He’d been shoved into a tank and presented to the Tsaritsa as a centerpiece for her viewing pleasure. After that, each of them had become heads of the Fatui’s research labs.

Their betrayal had not been taken lightly, though, and at least three of them had been dragged into his tank and murdered when they’d come by to feed him. 

That was why they had hired an outsider to feed and care for the Harbinger, turned merman by his own crazed experiments. An outsider who was, namely, me.

Though I’d initially been terrified of the man, he was hardly frightening now. As long as I didn’t bug him when I gave him his food and kept his tank clean, he largely ignored me. Well, unless he wanted something for his work that continued even now within his tank.

Because despite the fact that he never spoke and had exchanged his legs for fins, Dottore remained intelligent. The trouble was, no one could truly understand what he was working on. The scientists only ever said that, from what they could interpret, it was groundbreaking.

But that wasn’t the only way my charge showed off his cleverness.

Whenever one of the few remaining scientists who’d been party to his betrayal came by to gloat about their victory or scowl at his writings that even they couldn’t understand, there was risk.

Almost inevitably, he would find a way to lure them closer and somehow, without any words, convince them to open the tank despite the risks they knew he posed.

Because while Dottore didn’t seem to kill without reason, he did kill for revenge. 

He’d never offered to harm me, but maybe that was because I served a purpose. After all, I was the only person who was willing to take care of his tank and feed him now.

Even the other Harbingers didn’t come by anymore, and the Tsaritsa had long since abandoned her ‘pet.’

He swirled through the water, his long, brilliantly blue tail fins spiraling around him like silk robes as he twisted. Looking over towards where I sat. 

I straightened slightly, surprised that my presence was even being acknowledged by the usually uninterested man, and, after a brief moment, he abandoned his pen. Letting it drop from his long fingers and drift to the bottom of the tank before he swam towards me. 

He stopped just short of the wall, a smile curving across his face, before he reached out with both hands. Pressing his tapered fingertips to the pristine glass that created a wall between us.

Curious, I mirrored his motions, placing my own fingertips on the glass right over where his rested. My eyes widened as he proceeded to flatten his entire hand on the glass, spreading his fingers as I, for reasons that even I didn’t understand, did the same.

It was like he was trying to communicate something to me, despite the fact that our interactions up until now had largely been limited to him pointing at whatever he wanted or scowling at me when I cleaned his tank.

He was the first to pull away, pulling one hand away to point up towards the top of the tank, the only place the water could be accessed from. I hesitated, realizing that the only other people I'd ever seen him direct to that location had been his would-be victims, whom I’d always only barely managed to stop.

I had been up there numerous times to toss his food or whatever item he’d requested by imperiously pointing at in, but I’d never done so simply to meet with him.

My fingers slid down the glass slightly, a frown creeping onto my face as my fingertips came to rest just over his palm, “If you try to drown me, I’m quitting.”

My words had only been muttered, but judging from the smile, devoid of kindness, that spread across his face, he had heard them and was pleased.

I stepped away from the glass, my gaze staying on him, floating with only a twitch of his finned tail, until I at last turned to mount the metal staircase that led to the tank’s top.

  I stepped up lightly, watching as he swam upwards, following my ascent in a far more fluid fashion as he glided silently through the water.

My steps had been unhesitating, but I paused as I reached towards the button that would lift the ceiling of the tank off. It was the only thing separating me from the merman who waited just below it. 

He would be furious if I aborted now, but that wasn’t my concern at the moment. My only worry at the moment would be what he might do if I did open the tank.

Would he attack and drown me? I had no clue how strong he actually was, but judging from his success rate thus far, I doubted I could get away from him.

The scientists he’d drowned were all members of the Fatui. Trained to serve that Tsaritsa in whatever way she needed.

 I wasn’t. I had no training or skills to assist me should he try to hurt me.

And yet I found myself pressing the button and watching as the machines activated even as I maintained a reasonably safe distance. I would listen to him, I was curious after all. But I also wouldn’t make it easy for him to attack me.

The sounds of metal sliding against metal filled the air as the tank's lid was slowly lifted off and the seal that held it to the tank’s thick glass walls burst.

Sure enough, there he was. Just under the surface of the water and looking directly up at me like he wasn’t surprised in the slightest that I’d done just as he’d wished. But up until now, I suppose I’d seemed totally obedient to his whims from his perspective. Well, except for when I would save his would-be victims from his machinations. And even that never seemed to really upset him. Rather, he’d always seemed more amused as he eyed the careful distance I kept between us. 

With a mere twitch of his tail, he surfaced, and I watched as he did something new. Something I’d never seen him do before, even when he was tempting foolish scientists closer.

He spoke.

“I always knew you were far more clever than most of the others here.” My eyes widened at the sound of his smooth voice. Wholly unfamiliar to my ears but strangely relaxing.

I shifted, still keeping my distance even though it was almost instinctive to step closer to him. I was curious, but cautious. And now that I was here, listening to the previously silent merman, I would play the fool and hear him out, “What do you want?

He drifted closer, either pushed by the water or by his own motions; I didn’t know which since my attention was on the single word that left his mouth as he lifted the mask from his face, revealing bright red eyes that I’d never seen before, “Out.”

[sleepyking]

Exactly one person said they wanted this so-

(Might find more eventually idk)

BILL/CIPHER/BILL CIPHER - EYE OF PROVIDENCE WIKI

ALEX/HIRSCH - FLANNEL GOOGLE SEARCH

GRAVITY FALLS - “NEVER HEARD OF IT”

MCGUCKET/FIDDLEFORD - COTTONEYE JOE

PINES - “A GOOD FAMILY TREE”

DISNEY - “RAT.GIF CENSORED FOR YOUR PROTECTION”

BOOK OF BILL - “HIDE IT UNDER SHIRT DURING PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE”

EUCLID/SCALENE/SCRIMBLES - “LIFE FORM NOT FOUND”

EUCLYDIA - “DIMENSION NOT FOUND”

TANTRUM - BILL & TIME BABY CONVERSATION

TRIANGLE - “TRI HARDER”

WHO ARE YOU - “I COULD ASK YOU THE SAME QUESTION”

PORTAL - “PORTAL.EXE HAS BEEN DELETED. I BET YOU COULD BUILD ONE”

DEATH - “LIFE’S GOTH COUSIN”

LIFE - “72% COMPLETE. NOW LOADING: DEATH”

CLONE - PAPERJAM DIPPER, SUBTITLE: HERE, HE’S YOUR PROBLEM NOW! JUST KEEP THIS GUY AWAY FROM LIQUIDS!

SHAPE/GREECE - ANCIENT GREECE ARTICLE

T J ECKLEBURG - “NEVER SAY THAT NAME AGAIN”

BYE GOLD - “BYE!’

YOURE INSANE - “SURE I AM WHATS YOUR POINT?”

AXOLOTL - “YOU ASK ALOTL QUESTIONS”

WEIRDMAGEDDON - NEWS ARTICLE

FORGET THE PAST - COLOR CIPHER: TWO DIMENSIONS, TO AND FRO. YOU ALWAYS NOW WHICH WAY TO GO. IF YOU’RE LOST DONT BE AFRIAD, IN EUCLYDIA YOU’VE GOT IT MADE. RUN TOO FAR TO RIGHT OF FAME, YOU’LL APPEAR ON LEFT AGAIN. JUMO TOO HIGH DONT CRY OR FRET, YOU’LL POP UP FROM THE GROUND, I BET. IN THIS SPACE THERE IS NO FEAR, LOVED ONES WILL BE EVER NEAR, ROLES AND RULES ALWAYS CLEAR. EUCLYDIA, WE HOLD YOU DEAR.”

RIDDLE - “WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?”

BLIND EYE - EYE EXAM; “THEY’LL SEE, THEY’LL ALL SEE.” “EUCLYDIAN DEPARTMENT OF VISION SUPERVISION.”

THEYLL (ALL) SEE - “IS SEEING BELIEVING?”

BABY - PREGNANCY SCAN

QUESTION - ANSWER

ANSWER - QUESTION

HOLOGRAM - UNIVERSE

WELL WELL WELL BEING - “PATIENT FILE: BILL CIPHER. GREATEST LOVE: HIMSELF. GREATEST FEAR: HIMSELF.” “ART THERAPY NOTES: ALL HE DRAWS ARE RED AND BLUE TRIANGLES.” “PATIENT’S ODD PHOBIAS: 3D GLASSES, VENETIAN BLINDS, TV STATIC.”

REALITY - “IS AN ILLUSION”

NAITSUF - SOUL CONTRACT. “YOU KILLED US ALL. REMEMBER US.” “SOMEONE HELP. THE MURDER’S NAME IS BILL.”

VALLIS CINERIS - “WHY DID YOU DO IT?” STATIC!SCALENE AND STATIC!EUCLID HOLDING LITTLE BILLY

STANLEY PINES - BRASS KNUCKLES GOOGLE SEARCH. GOLD CHAINS FOR OLD MEN GOOGLE SEARCH. DOGS PLAYING POKER GOOGLE SEARCH. 8-BALL CANE GOOGLE SEARCH. MALE GIRDIE GOOGLE SEARCH. SHRINER FEX GOOGLE SEARCH. COLONEL SANDERS TIE. WHEEL OF FAME; “HOW HE BEAT ME” CHANGES.

DIPPER - LETTERS TO DIPPER FROM BILL, CHANGES

MABEL - STICKERS, GRADUALLY ADD; “LAB NOW FULLY MABELIZED”

WADDLES - PIG PLACEMENT WEBSITE

HELP ME/GOD/SAVE ME - VIDEO OF BILL STATUE

SEASON 3 - SEASON 2

SEASON 2 - SEASON 1

SEASON 1 - SEASON -1: ANTIGRAVITY FALLS

SEASON -2 - SEASON 1

SEASON -3 - SEASON 2

JOURNAL 3 - THE JOURNAL FOR ME

TOBY DETERMINED - RESTRAINING ORDER

DEER TEETH - “FOR YOU, KID!”

PACIFICA - LETTER FROM PACIFICA

RIDDLE - “WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME?”

YES - “WHATS MCGUCKET’S FAVORITE SODA?”

MOUNTAIN DONT - “WHATS A MEDIEVAL HOMONYM?”

LIAR LYRE - “THE 20TH INGREDIENT OF ANTI-CIPHERIZING TONIC?”

HAROLDS RAMBLINGS - “HOW IS CLOWN REPELLANT MADE?”

UNION MADE - “BILL’S GOVT FILE NUMBER?”

29121239168518 - “WHO COMES FROM ZIMTREX 5?”

GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK - “WHATS ON BILLS FLAG?”

RAT - “THURBURT’S NUMBER?”

3466554 - “WHAT LEAVES A THIN LINE IN THE SHOW?”

TINSEL SNAKE - “THE 6TH OPTION ON BILL’S EDITING SOFTWARE?”

TORTURE MENTALLY - “NAME AN UNPRONOUNCABLE WIZARD”

XGQRTHX - “WHERE DO TRI ANGLES COME FROM?”

333 SUNDAPPLE LANE, COZY CREEK, IL, 60714-94611 - “BILL CIPHER’S LAWYER?”

MULTILEVEL MARK - “WHO DEFEATED SILA BIRCHTREE--?”

EMMALINE BUTTERNUBINS - “YOU’VE EARNED A TREAT! ENTER ‘DISPENSE MY TREAT’ TO DOWNLOAD”

DISPENSE MY TREAT - DOWNLOADS ZIP FILE BILLS FILES DO NOT OPEN!!.ZIP

FORTNITE - “LIFE PRIVELAGES REVOKED. NOW REALEASING POISON GAS.”

DUCKTECTIVE - “DUCKTECTIVE STARS IN “LOVE, QUACKTUALLY” COMING TO: “OI, THIS IS COCKNEY, INNIT?” THIS FALL”

BLENDIN - “TIME AGENT LOST AND PRESUMED INCOMPETENT”

GIDEON - AWFUL RECORDING OF GIDEON HUMMING

ROBBIE - MESSAGES BETWEEN HIM AND HIS FRIEND GROUP

ABUELITA - BEST VACUUM FOR WALLS AND CEILINGS YOUTUBE VIDEO

MASON - SCRACTH PAPER DIPPER WROTE ANAGRAMS ON

CRYPTOGRAM CODEX - DOWNLOADS ZIP FILE CRYPTOGRAM CODEX.ZIP

BOOBERRY - QUESTION MARK MADE OF WORDS, TITLE “THE MEANING OF LIFE”

LOVE - AUDIO BOOK OF “TABITHA LUSTHEART”

GOODNIGHT SALLY - BILL SHIRT, “KEEP ON POSSESSIN’”

CURSED - FIND OUT YOURSELF, I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO BEGIN EXPLAINING IT

TITANS BLOOD - “HOOT HOOT. PASSWORD PLEASE”

CURSE WITTEBANE - BILL CIPHER OUIJI BOARD(?)

PLATINUM PAZ - PACIFICA’S DREAM

VIRUS - THEPLAGUE.PDF

ADASTRAPERASPERA - JOURNAL PAGE TITLED CIPHER’S CORPSE?

GUN - “OH YES OH YES OH YES THEY BOTH”

OH YES THEY BOTH - “REACHED FOR”

SORRY - PICTURE OF FORD AND MCGUCKET WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER

SPOOKY - AUDIOBOOK OF “SPOOKEMUPS”

SKELETON - “THE ONE WITH THE SWORD! HE FOUND YOU!”

MYSTERY - “?”

MYSTERY SHACK - CONFUSION HILL GOOGLE SEARCH

BLACKSHEEP - BILL BASICALLY DOES DRUG DEALING

BAAAA - “LETS RISE FROM THE GRAVE, LETS WALK IN OUR SLEEP. WHAT GOOD IS A SHEPERD WITHOUT ANY SHEEP? WE’LL START AT THE END UNTIL WE BEGIN. THERE’S ROOM IN MY THRONE, IT’S TIME TO FIT IN.”

CARD - BILL’S BUSINESS(? I ASSUME?) CARD

IRREGULAR - BILL MUGSHOTS

THERAPRISM - “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, DO NOT USE ELEVATORS” SIGN

DIPPY FRESH - REDDIT NOSTALGIA??

OROBOROUS - LOST JOURNAL 3 PAGES ABOUT THE AXOLOTL

SOOS - LETTERS WRITTEN BY SOOS

STANFORD/FORD/SIXER - FORD’S MEDICAL REPORT

Lmk if you’d like to see the pictures from the zip files:))

Anyways my soul belongs to Bill Cipher now

[honeytonedhottie]

https://www.tumblr.com/honeytonedhottie/764257089382219776/prettieinpink-pinkpigtailsprincess-osculum-fro

furryreviewearthquake/Alice Simatei is a documented scammer profiting off of the genocide. they have stolen a paragraph from this gofundme https://www.gofundme.com/f/uk8x8q-help-my-family-leave-gaza and instead link to their own paypal account.

https://www.tumblr.com/kyra45/763448973538246656/hi-there-sorry-to-bother-but-hoping-for-a-second

they’ve been running this scam for months now, every time they are terminated they just make a new blog and spam send the exact same ask, and every time their paypal account is reported they make a new one under a new name. 

here is an archived previous version of their post where they link to a paypal account under the name Akinyi Salome: https://archive.ph/hdpgx

and here is a version where the paypal account name is Samantha Yeges: https://archive.ph/yNO6Q

would you mind deleting their scam from your blog, or clearly labeling it as a scam so it doesn't spread to others? in the future, please remember you can use the tumblr search box to search the username/paypal account name/text used by people asking for money to check if they’ve been proven to be a scammer

damn, thanks for letting me know 😭 its so fucking sick that people are monetizing off of innocent people's suffering like this. i just took it down and karma's coming for them.

[alectoperdita]

For the Bird Ask Game:

🦜 🦤 🐤

From wip game of birds

🦜 a pretty quote (you like the prose, or symbolism, or it's poetic, or you just like how it feels/the word choice!)

Forgiveness was a knife, but it cut both ways.

If Kaiba ever tried to apologize and ask for Jounouchi's and Jounouchi was unable to give it, it'd slice through whatever tenuous bond was forged between them.

Jounouchi would never forgive Kaiba if he tried to ask for it.

🦤 a quote you had to delete :( (but still wanna share!)

"Same. When I look at you," he admitted, slipping his hands under Katsuya's shirt. Muscles twitched under his finger tips. "When I touch you, I..."

The words dried up in Seto's throat. His desires may be plain to him, oh so clear, but giving voice to them was a different story. The possibility of rejection, no matter how small, gnawed at him. Worse yet, he knew it'd hurt when it came to Katsuya.

"You what?" asked Katsuya. He held Seto in place, preventing him from seeking more friction.

Wiggling, Seto tried to break his grip, but it only tightened. It was maddening how strong Katsuya could be. It was also hot as hell.

🐤a mystery quote (take out the context, even censor the names if you want! let em guess!)

"Foxes like to collect pretty baubles like these," he explained and returned them to the purse. After stringing it closed, he pocketed it into his trench coat.

Katsuya shifted from one foot to the other. Never had Seto been more grateful for his abysmal attention span. Anyone else might have tried to follow up on the conversation inside the shrine. Instead, Katsuya's gaze darted to and fro across the festival crowd.

"Now what?"

"Now we hunt," replied Seto with a vicious, cutting grin.

[goobygnarp]

i keep thinking about this a lot, but i just dont feel this similar connection to rise as i once did. time before i deleted my twitter account, time when i was really into the rise fandom and around so many people, now reduced to watching it al in some weird outter body experience cause of loss of those connection, that joy, being unliked and accused of falcities, my art being uncomfortable by others and being blocked by people slowly but surely or they just slowly stop talking to me or give cold short replies.

i kinda now realize where i stand here and it very much hurts to just know those good times are up and i have to just deal with it and move on. i can mope and complain and whine and vent all i please, but it wont do anything or change what there is now to what it was then where i didnt feel as if i need to walk on egg shells when i see someone or see a name that i cant interact with cause im blocked or something.

silly to be upset over this cause anyone can just get up and walk away and say theyre done with something and do another thing. the desperation to just go away fro good still lingers.

[aimless-aimz]

just got a few askers from Gaza wishing for help, so i am boosting all with links so their accounts. If anyone can donate for them or give recognition, please do :)

^ @rewaa99

^ @adham89sblog

^ @mahmoudayyad

^ @aboodalqedra

[luthordamnvers]

8 & 18 & 19 & 24 & 30

👀❤️

8. if you had to write a sequel to a fic, you’d write one for…

A sequel itself, I think I would love to explore medieval AU fic. I have no idea what about, but I loved that little world. Also, 23'sSupercorptober, also same thing. I could keep writing on that world, I'm just not sure what about 😂 ALSO ALSO, for mayhem fic @snowydragonscave and I had to actively stop ourselves because we could have kept writing and adding details, but we felt that we were running out of time.

18. if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic

This was from mayhem's fic, I did include part of it (i think, it's a blur) but think I rewrote it. I don't tend to keep many deleted scenes. This was my first draft of the start of the fic, but it felt confusing and disjointed, so back to the chalkboard i went, lol. She loves a routine. She wakes up at 6:10 AM, takes a quick shower and hits the building’s gym. She stretches and uses the treadmill for 10 minutes, before hitting the rowing machine for 20 minutes, in 1-minute intervals training, and then she does some stretches to cool down. She returns to her own penthouse, to take a more relaxing shower, painstakingly apply makeup over her body and face, and dresses herself for the day. Sometimes, she even has a quick breakfast; most of the time, she drinks a cup of espresso, and runs towards the door. It works for her. Once upon a time, she would do some extra squats and deadlifts at the gym, to keep up with her fencing training, but that was when she was a too young college kid and didn’t have a company to run. Now she can dedicate no more than 35-minutes daily to her workout, to make it to the office before 8:00 AM.  She’s still getting used to her new routine, after years of avoiding LuthorCorp, now it’s been almost a year since she had to face the reality of taking over the company. In all honesty, no one was happy about it. Not the board, not Lex, definitively not her, but the Luthors have majority Lillian just put her name forward, for only God knows what reason, when Lex was arrested.  Everything just piled up and was what made her take the decision to move an entire company to the other side of the country. Because her brother went into a murderous spree, to kill one single being. Her first move as acting CEO was to move headquarters. The next one was to rename the company, separate it from the Luthor name, maybe it could survive whatever sentence Lex was about to get. The move has been in the works for almost a year, and Lena has been traveling to and fro the west-coast since the decision had been made and she assumed the charge of her family’s company.

19. the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic

I really liked the research about witchcraft, actually. it was very superficial, of course, but all the meaning of flowers and intention was really fun. I do really superficial research, tbh, especially when I realized that I was doing pretty deep research and never using it, or it was like A LINE in the fic, and that took so much time that I figured I just needed to check if I could get away with it 😂

24. how do you recharge when you’re not feeling creative?

In all honesty, part of my brain is always thinking about creating something, it's not something i can turn off, but, when i'm in no writing mode, I read fics, watch movies and tv. Go for a drive. Lowkey always watching youtube. Recently i've been trying to draw more, tho, i think that counts as a creative thing???

30. share a fic you’re especially proud of

Will forever be proud of my first one [D.E.B.S. AU]

Thank you for asking, darling 💜

[Ask Game]

[sinsdigitalhorror]

Asks + requests are open!

Feel free to sends asks and questions about this au, or just interact with the silly guy on your screen!

The Digital Horror AU (Clever name, I know) is an Au in which Kinito is able to travel through the computer to save himself from being deleted or removed from (Y/N)'s computer. Sorta leans more into body horror and stuff since he has to travel through the computer which is.. Strange?

"I pushed my hand through the mirror, and now I was in the mirror. I felt like I belonged," is a quote fro myhouse.wad that sorta kickstarted the whole idea. Mostly told from Kinito's POV, inside the monitor. What happens when it's turned off, how he feels, where he goes, what he thinks. How he can turn from a silly little guy to panicking and having anxiety attacks over losing his 'friend' all while trying to convince (Y/N) not to delete him.

And yeah that's all I've got so far! I will be posting art and concept ideas as they progress, so stick around!

[rosewritestuff]

Dylan O'Brien gets pulled over, and he's willing to do anything to get out of a ticket. Lady cop handcuffs him, bends him over the back of the car with his underwear and pants at his ankles, and fucks him with a dildo, which he enjoys. please thanx

Dylan O'Brien x Reader; dom!reader, bottom!dylan o'brien, dubcon, dildo use, anal play, dildo in ass,

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You turned on your lights and siren as a car blew past you in the dark. You were stationed on a long stretch of road, miles from anything else, waiting for people like this. They pulled over and you got out, walking up to the car and tapping on the window, shining your flashlight through it.

“Do you know how fast you were going sir?” you asked as they rolled the window down,  eyes scrunched up tight against the brightness of your flashlight. You lowered it a bit, able to make out dark hair, dark eyes, and a wide grin. 

“Fast enough to catch your interest, sweetheart,” the man said, looking you up and down, and you felt a grin spreading across your own face, wide and predatorial. His smile dimmed, but he tried to recover, saying, “I’m Dylan, what’s your name, sweet thing?”

“Doesn’t matter what my name is, you call me Officer. Dylan, was it? Well, Dylan, you were going far above the limit, but I think we can work something out, if you’re so inclined,” you intoned delicately, Dylan staring up at you with wide eyes, nodding desperately. 

“Anything- I’ll do anything, I can’t get another ticket, I’m on- I just can’t. So, please. Whatever you want, I’ll do it,” Dylan begged, and you smirked, stepping back from the car. 

“Out of the car, against the trunk, hands behind your back,” you ordered, and Dylan looked confused, but did as you said, protesting the whole time. 

“But- Officer, you said- I just said- please. I mean it, anything,” Dylan repeated.

You walked up behind him, slipping your pair of cuffs on his wrists, tightening them as you pressed up against his back, whispering in his ear. “I’m not arresting you Dylan, I’m having some fun with you. You did say anything, and I’m going to have fun with that.”

You put your hands on Dylan’s back and pushed him down onto the trunk of the car, his ass sticking out enticingly. You couldn’t help but squeeze it once, before backing away. “Stay there, and don’t move. I have to grab supplies from my car, and if you’re not in the same place, this is gonna go a whole lot differently than I have planned, understand?” 

Dylan nodded quickly, pressing his forehead to the metal of the trunk, waiting for you. You turned around and walked out of the glow of your headlights to the backseat, grabbing lube and a dildo, along with a pair of gloves, before going back to the front of the car. 

You pulled on the gloves then stepped up behind Dylan again, carefully placing the items in his hands, making sure he could get a feel for them. “You know what these are, Dylan?”

“Yes Officer- it’s a dildo and I hope lube.”

You laughed and reached around in front of him, undoing his jeans. “Very good Dylan. I assume you know what I’ll be using them for,” you said as you pulled his jeans and briefs down to his ankles. 

“Fuck! Yeah, yeah I know,” he swore, and you took back the lube, putting some on your gloved fingers, spreading it to warm it up. “This isn’t my first rodeo Officer, you don’t have to treat me like a delicate flower.”

You rolled your eyes at him, rubbing his hole before slipping two fingers inside him. He inhaled sharply, hands squeezing the dildo tightly then relaxing. “It’s not ‘being delicate’ to be kind,” you said sharply, wiggling your fingers inside him before pulling them out and adding more lube. 

“Yes Officer!” Dylan cried as you plunged your fingers back into his asshole, spreading them out and adding a third, rubbing at his walls until his thighs were shaking. “I’m ready Officer, I’m ready!”

You pulled your fingers free, taking the dildo from Dylan and coating it with lube, pressing the tip to his entrance. Dylan tilted his hips back, pushing until the tip slipped inside him, a moan escaping him. 

“There we go, taking it like a champ, aren’t you Dylan?” you commented as you pressed the dildo further into him, halfway, then pulling it back out to the tip, listening to Dylan’s desperate cries. 

“Please Officer! No, don’t stop, I won’t ever speed again, I’ll- I’ll, I’ll follow all the road rules alwayssss!” Dylan hissed as you thrust the dildo inside him, his hole swallowing it up until the flared base was against his ass. 

“Very good, Dylan! That’s exactly what I wanted to hear,” you praised, fucking the dildo in and out of his hole quickly, angling it and knowing you were hitting his prostate when he jumped, hands clenching into fists. 

His cheek was pressed to the trunk, heating up the  metal with his breath and sweat. You could see his dick heavy between his legs, ready to burst any second. 

“Are you going to come for me, Dylan? Gonna come for your Officer? Come all over your fast, fast car? Do it, come on, that’s it!” you cheered as he came, spilling over the bumper of his car and the road below him. You kept moving the dildo, until he was whimpering, up on his toes trying to get away from the sensations.

“Please! I can’t, no more,” he pleaded, and you relented, pulling the dildo free from his slightly gaping hole. He was panting, fogging up the metal of the trunk, as you took your gloves off, pulled his pants up, and patted him on the ass once.

“You can stand up now, Dylan,” you murmured in his ear, as you undid the cuffs from around his wrists. He took a minute, then stood, rolling out his wrists and shoulders, before turning to you and smirking. 

“Well, thanks for the ride Officer, but I’ve got somewhere to be. I trust this whole ‘ticket’ is taken care of?” 

You laughed, waving him off, saying, “What ticket?” He grinned and saluted you, getting into his car, gingerly you noted, with a grin. You got back into your car as he took off, following rules of the road.

[strawberrisnow]

This has been sitting in my drafts for a long time so I finally decided to post it...I debated about deleting it but then I put so much work into it that I decided against it. Enjoy!

Uncrustables Genders + Pronouns!

Ungrapean (un-grape-ee-an) : A gastrogender related to the taste, texture, appearance, structure, and/or scent of sealed crustless peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches!

Unstrawbean (un-strawb-ee-an) : A gastrogender related to the taste, texture, appearance, structure, and/or scent of sealed crustless peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwiches!

Unhazelean (un-hay-zul-ee-an) : A gastrogender related to the taste, texture, appearance, structure, and/or scent of sealed crustless chocolate hazelnut spread sandwiches!

Unhoneyean (un-huh-nee-an) : A gastrogender related to the taste, texture, appearance, structure, and/or scent of sealed crustless peanut butter and honey sandwiches!

The terms combine the prefix of the popular sealed crustless sandwich brand Uncrustables (un), the filling of each sandwich (grape [jelly], strawberry [jelly], [chocolate] haze[lnut spread], honey), and suffix -ean (one that does or deals with/related to, belonging to).

Pronoun Suggestions:

bread/breads/breadself

choco/chocos/chocoself

chocolate/chocolates/chocolateself

crust/crusts/crustself

filling/fillings/fillingself

flour/flours/flourself

fro/zen/frozenself

frozen/frozens/frozenself

grape/grapes/grapeself

hazel/nut/hazelnutself

hazelnut/hazelnuts/hazelnutself

honey/honeys/honeyself

jelly/jellys/jellyself

peanut/peanuts/peanutself

peanutbutter/peanutbutters/peanutbutterself

sandwich/sandwichs/sandwichself

seam/seams/seamself

spread/spreads/spreadself

strawb/strawbs/strawbself

🍞/🍞s/🍞self

🍇/🍇s/🍇self

🍓/🍓s/🍓self

🥜/🥜s/🥜self

🌰/🌰s/🌰self

🍯/🍯s/🍯self

If you like any of these sandwiches better in their frozen state, you can add froze into the name! For example, unfrozegrapean or unfrozehoneyean.

Coined by me. Anyone may use these but I ask that you please use them respectfully. Linking back to this post is appreciated but not required!

[applesaucesims]

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[brianwashere]

Ahhhhh I’m so sorry I fucked this up 😭 I accidentally posted the draft then panicked and deleted it and thus deleted the official ask. It’s ok tho bcc I took a screenshot of it so we’re good

Ask: (aos anon again hi:)) i know you usually do romantic or parent/son relationships but imagine reader and fitz are brothers and fitz finally gets to see him again while taking a break from working at shield… reader helps convince him to confess to gemma (fitzsimmons is real and it Can hurt you) also just them being silly little brothers because fitz deserves a break

Hadhsjsfjsjdk ahhh I love this

**I do not own any characters or part of the franchise from Marvel or Disney or Agents of SHIELD**

Pairing: older brother!Leo Fitz x younger brother!reader

Genre: family shit let’s goooo

Summary: look at req

Tw: implied bad childhood

Homecoming

It had been a long time since Leo—Fitz—had come home. You still weren’t used to calling him by your last name. You found yourself excited to see him again after what seemed to be decades of not seeing each other and minimal contact. You knew his job kept him busy but sometimes it felt like he was purposely ignoring your family.

The doorbell rang and it pulled you from your racing thoughts.

“I’ll get it!” You yelled to your parents from upstairs practically tripping on the stairs to get to the door.

You took a deep breath and pulled open the door. You grinned at your older brother.

“Fi..tz.” Your enthusiasm turned to surprise.

He looked so different than he did the last time you saw him.

He looked stronger. There was more muscle on his arms and he now wore a leather jacket instead of his usual sweaters. Not to mention he had a whole beard now.

“Woah…” You gaped and blinked several times.

Fitz’s eyes brightened at seeing his younger brother.

“Hey, Quizno!” Hey laughed some.

You just kept staring at him in surprise.

“You look…different.” You hesitated.

For a second he looked startled then his brow hardened.

“Well I could say the same for you, you’ve got twice as much acne as when I last saw you.” Yup there it is.

You sputtered a laugh suddenly, wheezing and hunching over. He opened his arms and hugged you and you hugged back; a rare tender moment between the two of you.

“So am I gunna get to go inside or am I being forced to stand here in the cold?” Fitz asked.

“Well I was thinking at least 20 more minutes out here before I let you in.” You playfully shoved him off but stepped out of the doorway to let him in.

He took one step in and sighed.

“Something wrong?” You looked to your older brother.

“No no it’s just…strange to be here again. Been so long since I’ve been here….” He trailed off.

You nodded.

“So what’s that sick ass job about? I heard it was for some American agency.” You nudged him with your elbow, trying to get him out of his own head.

“Ya know, I’m not supposed to talk about it. And it’s not American.” He stated with a high lilt in his voice.

You rolled your eyes.

“Is your boss American?”

“Well, yes, but—“

“So then yeah it’s American.” You used your flawed logic just to mess with him.

“What? That doesn’t even make sense—!” Fitz continued to argue how just because his boss was American did not mean that the agency he worked for was.

You just smiled to yourself, knowing you distracted him from the not so good memories of this house.

“Oh look at that! Mum says it’s time to eat!” You interrupted your older brother suddenly.

Fitz hesitated then straightened himself, bracing to see his parents again. You noticed his anxiety.

“Hey, it’ll be fine. You’ve got a good job and a…major glowup.” You nudged his side with your body to which he shoved you back to the other side, grinning again.

“Ready for the mine field that is a family dinner?” You smiled light heartedly at him.

He sighed, nodding and brushing a hand through his hair.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

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After dinner went smoother than expected you and Fitz migrated up to your room. You were hanging upside down from your bed, arms wresting on your stomach while your older brother was laying on the ground, throwing a ball into the air and catching it.

He’d asked you about any school crushes to which you’d blushed and told him about someone you were interested in but weren’t sure if you wanted to be friends or lovers.

“So what about you? You got a special someone back at your fancy job?” You questioned.

That seemed to take your brother by surprise and the ball fell on his face. You immediately burst into laughter while he rubbed his nose and shot you a playful glare.

“You’re a little wanker you know that?” His nose was turning red.

“So? You never answered the question.” You persisted.

He groaned dramatically.

“Yes, ok? There is someone I’m interested in.” He admitted.

You perked up immediately.

“Who? Are they smart? Are they attractive?” You questioned in rapid-fire.

Fitz let out another dramatic groan, cheeks turning red.

“Her name is Jemma…” He let out.

“And?” You pressed.

“And she’s smart and kind and beautiful and way out of my league.” He sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

“Oh I wouldn’t say that, c’mon you work with her right? That must mean you spend a lot of time together. Has she ever friend-zoned you?” You questioned.

“No but…I just—-it’s hard, ok?” He sounded exasperated and frustrated. Not with you but with himself.

You quirked an eyebrow.

“Well you should shoot your shot.” You stated matter-of-factly. “You never know what may happen, especially in your super-duper classified line of work.” You shrugged. “I say you do it.”

Your brother stared at the ceiling, thinking. He knew you were right. His work was dangerous; Jemma’s was too. He couldn’t keep hiding from his feelings.

“Yeah…yeah ok. You’re right…” Fitz said quietly.

“Damn right I am.” You grinned at him. “Tell me how it goes next time you visit.” Your grin melted to a smirk.

Your brother just rolled his eyes and threw a pillow at your face.

[adultswim2021]

Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job #38: “Hair” | March 30, 2009 - 12:30AM | S04E08

Another episode with an actual cohesive and somewhat high-effort wraparound; Tim has gone through barber college and he’s got the goods, giving Eric the coolest soul patch this side of Howie Mandel. Eric soon learns that Tim is having a party thrown in his honor on the occasion of his graduation. Tim doesn’t want to invite Eric because he has a penchant for ruining events by wearing a large African hat. Eric promises he won’t wear the hat. Tim, ever the friend, invites Eric to hang and bang with his haircut friends. I wish them the best. 

This comes after the opening sketch, an ad for the Cinco C-Bund, a cummerbund you wear sans pants. They offer a variety of bunds, including the “Naughty Teenager”, featuring a young model who holds a single wrapped condom up to his eye to prove that he’s sexually active. That is one naughty boy.

Next: I Live With My Dad, a story-song about two strange-looking men who are father and son and share a one-bedroom apartment. This one is pretty great, even though one could sorta look at this as low-hanging fruit. Sung from the perspective of the son, he boastfully sings about sleeping in the same bed with his father and kissing him “goodnight night”. He also lets him hang out with his younger man friends, which is probably a nice treat for dear old dad. The DVD has an alternate version where it ends with Eric stealing focus, a theme, perhaps!?

Next is the J.J. Pepper Videography sketch, Pretty good! Okay moving on!

Psyche!! YOU BELIEVED ME YOU FUCKING BUFFOON. J.J. Pepper is maybe the most momentous sketch in the history of Tim and Eric; possibly the world. Played to perfection by Will “J.J.” Forte (this sketch is the origin of his famous nickname!), J.J. Pepper wears dumb clothes, and talks like a huge dork throughout his commercial for his videographer services. He’s all smiles, and very boastful about having access to digital kangaroos and digital kangaroo page wipes. He also owns a tuxedo and can drive himself to and fro the event, a fact he really relishes by spending an unreasonable amount of time dwelling on in the ad.

The ad also features clearer footage of himself, suggesting that he is filming new footage over an old advertisement in order to wake us all up to the fact that we aren’t appreciating his services enough. He ends his spot with an exasperated “thanks for caring!” 

Another Afternoon Review sketch. Okay moving on (real).

We get David Wain and Larry Miller in Reasonable Shirts, a home shopping network style show where regular-looking men come out modeling “reasonable” dress shirts. This one is funny on a conceptual level, because they got two great comedy minds together and mostly just used footage of them saying either nothing or close to nothing. There was originally more to this one, with David explaining that these shirts belong to Larry and he’s just showing off his collection. The premise is vague. The “full” sketch is on the DVD (and youtube, at the moment) and is worth a watch. 

Hey, do you remember Josh Grobin? I don’t mean to suggest that he is no longer with us or even that he’s no longer relevant. I can just recall a time when people used his name in a snarky fashion, mad at him for committing the crime of being popular and not being a rock artist, the only kind that deserve popularity. He’s easily one of the show’s most normie guests. Here he appears in an ad for “Groban sings Casey”, a CD compilation where he covers all of Casey Tatums funny, funny songs. This is perfectly fun, and we shouldn’t be pissed off about it, okay. There’s an additional song on the DVD’s deleted scenes. I also found this clip of Groban talkin’ Spaghett, so you know he’s a true fan.

Tim and Eric’s drama unfolds throughout the episode, but Eric manages to steal focus from Tim by showing up in the large African hat (which he quickly removes, apologetically). When he removes his coat, he’s wearing a Cinco C-Bund. After a tense moment (with scary music and Tim looking extremely disappointed), it turns out to be a big hit. This is one of a handful of times when the Tim & Eric framing sketch actually calls back another sketch in the show. 

The Hair party features Scott Thompson from Kids in the Hall, as well as Robert Axelrod, a notable voice actor who also happens to be a weird-looking man. He passed away in 2019. He passed gas in 2009. 

Overall, this is a pretty good episode, with one revolutionary sketch. Thanks for caring. 

EPHEMERA CORNER:

The Room (April Fools Stunt; April 1st, 2009 @ 12:00AM)

Oh! April Fools! “The funniest day for play there is”. At Midnight on April 1st Adult Swim began a yearly tradition (that lasted three years) of showing an edited-for-television version of The Room. Notably, they showed the film in full (or at least close to it), but they censored out the sexual content by putting big blocks over the scenes where Tommy gets his bone on. They also censored out the swears, because I’m just a kid and can’t be hearing that. 

I believe, aside from seeing the clips used in the “Tommy” episode of Awesome Show (which they repeated after the movie), this was the first time I ever saw The Room. I don’t remember if I watched the entire thing; I think I might have been disappointed with the amount of censorship it required to be on television and ordered the DVD shortly after (I literally just checked my Amazon history; I ordered it just a couple months after this airing). 

The Room is a pretty monumental bad movie, and it always hit the spot for me. The only reason I’d avoid it now is because I’ve seen it several times already. Tommy continues to dine out on it’s cult success, as if he needs it. I guess that’s another good reason to not like The Room, that dude seems like serious trouble. Too rude, almost.

Next year's showing would be better, because they added a special guy and his enslaved alien sidekicks to the proceedings. But I will be covering that later on down the road, provided I do not get killed by a team of scary monsters

MAIL BAG

I've been almost one year since we last talked about the JJ Pepper Videography sketch that shook the core of not just Tim and Eric, not just [adult swim], but the entire foundation of sketch comedy. How do you look back at this incredibly gut-wrenchingly funny sketch and what funny person today do you think is most capable of making the Next JJ Pepper happen today?

I am forever changed because of the sketch, and I thank you for the messages. When we talk about young comics, I gotta say I really love what Billy Crystal, Robin Williams, and Whoopi Goldberg are doing. But it would take all three. Sadly, I heard one of them passed away. I’m not sure which one, but I have a feeling it’s the hyperactive fella. He must’ve just went too crazy at some point and pooped himself out. The dangers of living in a JJ Pepper world, no doubt.