#i was the one that pushed the button OUGH

[we-cool-beans]

I just accidentally deleted some drawings by staying up past midnight and closing the whole window and telling my computer that “yes i would like to kill all those things that i spent hours on” and they are gone now. Drawings dead. Everything needs to stop touching me im going to chuck rocks at the moon

[ghostie-gengar]

Not sure if you can answer this, but do you plan for Colress to have a redemption arc, kinda like he did in canon?

I'm honestly a big fan of a more evil Colress, though in most fics he's not a villain villain, if you get what I mean.

Also, I've been enjoying your story a lot! I don't read a lot of pokémon fanfics since I'm mostly active in another fandom, but  Unova Under Siege is one of the few I still read! :D

hmmmm i will partially answer this one! i wouldn't say colress is EVIL evil, but he does really whatever he wants and he's pretty curious, which drives him to do less than moral things. for example, he's not a huge fan of experimenting on blair, but he does find the results rather interesting. if he wasn't getting anything out of team plasma (free place to live, lots of research material), he wouldn't be a part of it. i don't plan on giving him an arc or anything, but you'll see plenty of times in the future that he has a heart, or at least that he calls out other characters (cough cough grimsley) on their actions

and i'm so glad you're enjoying the story! your kind words mean a lot to me :)

[honey-dont]

stex month day 13: flat top!

favorite actors: SO many. ross dawes is my forever fave but i also love delano williamsen, dennis courtney, luuk hartog, todd lester, mark davis, richard mylan, marcel brauneis, and paul treacy! plus whoever played him in tuacahn, i've never been able to find a cast list </3

i think a lot of actors tend to play him pretty one-note so i love when people balance his jerk asshole side with his softer caring side! plus he's always fun comedic relief, shoutout to ross for smacking himself in the face with his own brick. and how can we forget dennistop's goofy helium laugh. love him

favorite songs/scenes: watching him mess around in freight and the blues is SO fun he's so funny <33 the lil spin and suspender snap paul does is adorable, also love him bothering this poor random woman in the audience with his brick. i mentioned ross above but him climbing around on the set like a jungle gym is so so cute!! also tuachan flats getting super excited to see rusty and waving at him!!

love literally all of his and dustin's interactions too, esp when he waves off the rockies for teasing him ough. their little goofy solo in freight!! <3

AND ofc all of his and rusty's interactions! him being a little shit to poppa and rusty jerking him back by his couplers....peak sibling behavior. love him giving rusty his helmet back after he gets beat up, esp how ross does it bc he doesn't tell him to give up!! he still believes in him!! brb exploding

him and poppa/momma are rly fun too, flat top is definitely their least favorite child but they still care about each other <3

honorable mentions to dinah giving him a cheek kiss too it's so cute

OH wait one last thing. when he hears about cb's plan and he looks SO disappointed in greaseball bc that's him finding out that his hero isn't who he thought he was and UGH. it's so good

wait i lied one more. him and rocky messing around during the megamix and throwing the brick to each other <3

favorite costumes: london!! oh my god all the little details are so good like he's quintessentially 80s london punk and it shows. his little socks! the steel toes on the skates!! the bigass frankenstein bolt collar <3 i'm especially fond of his earlier fluffy black & silver wig, it's adorable

i also loooveee the 3d glasses makeup but the bit where he just had graffiti scribbled all over his face is so funny like "hey what should we put on him to show that he's rebellious?" "just write SEX + DRUGS" "ok got it"

also brick on a chain my beloved <3 AND in late london where his belt was made of wood planks to show that he's a flatcar!! so good

i also have a fondness for on ice flats. his stupid nail boots. and tuacahn bc i respect the decision to put him in a crop top and chaps

favorite ships/friendships: flatdust is my train otp i love them i love them i love them <333 they have it all....friends to lovers....sunshine/grumpy....introvert/extrovert....good stuff. their friendship is so sweet to me bc they're total opposites and yet! special shoutout to that one boot where it genuinely looks like they're about to start making out onstage

i love him and rusty too, they're absolutely siblings to me and wind each other up all the time but they still care for each other! also him and cb in a frenemy situation bc cb thinks it's funny to push his buttons

his hero worship on greaseball is also really interesting bc it ties into his whole self-discovery arc imo

headcanons: he's physically the weakest of the freight and he absolutely has a chip on his shoulder about it </3 i hc him as a bulkhead so engines tend to dislike him too due to him being prone to derailing at speed, so he's desperate to prove that is he is cool and strong actually!! he's also like 5'4" without the boots lmao little guy

he's scared of thunderstorms but won't admit to it so dustin will hold his hand and pretend that he's the one who's scared ;-; he also helps dustin out in his garden sometimes but he sucks at it so he just gets to stand there and be moral support. guy who doesn't get the concept of seeds and will just rip up whole flowers for dustin to plant

also very rarely smiles bc he doesn't like his tooth gap :( dustin thinks it's cute tho

unpopular opinion: flat top is such an interesting character bc like. he does NOTHING and yet he has one of the strongest character arcs in the whole show! it's all about him figuring out who he is and where he belongs and it's so fascinating to watch unfold in the background. him racing with rusty in the final would've been such a good culmination of that

also i don't think this is unpopular but on my knees begging him to be punk again like that's his whole point

anyway sorry for writing an entire essay i'm normal about him.

(last two pics are commissions from arachnidal and sparemayonnaise!)

[sentientgolfball]

Coughs weakly…. Golfball … the winter …. It’s so cold … need …. Biggs and pebble content … need … weird Biggs and pebble porn… cough cough… ough…. I don’t have enough to survive the harsh season …

Man the freak infestation gets so much worse this time of year

Anyways heres 2k words of Biggs and Pebble fucking nasty

For context: Biggs is just the name the name I use for Earth :3 also in my little brain space he is mute and Pebble is trans

All day. Alpha has been fucking with him all day without showing any sign of stopping. Without any mercy. Pulling Pebble into a dark corner and sticking his tongue down his throat while petting him through his jeans. Leaving just as fast as he appeared. Before Pebble could even wrap his mind around what happened. Before he could even think to demand Alpha make him cum. 

Over and over again all day Alpha would find him and grope him or whisper something filthy in his ear but dart off before Pebble could do absolutely anything about it. By the time he gets back to the den when he is finished with his chores for the day, he is pissed and horny and needs fucked right now before he sees how much nightshade it would take to kill a full grown fire ghoul. 

He does not know if it is a blessing or a curse that the common room is empty when he enters the den. On the one hand he will not have to deal with more of Alpha’s shit but on the other there is no one here to help deal with his problem. He could just go jerk off like any sensible ghoul, but after all that all day he refuses. For once in his life he did not do anything to instigate, so why should he have to fix it? Instead, he sits on the couch with huff and waits. Next ghoul who walks through that door is getting dragged into this. He hopes it is not Alpha. Alpha will not give him what he wants and he knows it. 

Lucky for Pebble, about twenty minutes later the door creaks open. He cranes his neck to see who it is and oh did he get sent a blessing. Biggs is by the coat rack kicking off his snowy boots and peeling off his jacket. His face is flushed and there is sweat beaded at his hairline. Pebble nearly topples over at how strong the scent of patchouli is. His mouth practically waters at the sights of Biggs’ muscles rippling under the black long sleeve he has on. He must have just finished chopping wood for the fireplaces around the Ministry. 

Pebble grins and hops off the couch, “Hey big guy.” 

Biggs jumps minutely before looking down and smiling warmly. He signs, Hello my little crystal. 

If he can smell the desperation on Pebble he makes no comment. Instead he just affectionately runs a hand through his hair before stepping past him towards the kitchen. Pebble stops him though before he can take more than two steps. He grabs his hand and tugs to get his attention. 

“Not so fast.” 

But my laundry. 

“Your laundry can wait.” Pebble grins and begins to drag Biggs behind him towards his room. 

It is almost comical how one of the smallest ghouls can push around one of the biggest, but that is the fun part. Pebble knows Biggs would never ever say no to him. He is the exact opposite of Alpha. Never teasing, never leaving him worked up to deal with it himself. Biggs is too lovey dovey for that. When Alpha pushes all the right buttons, Pebble can always rely on Biggs to fix it. 

When they arrive in Pebble’s room, he is on Biggs in an instant. He gropes at his hips, sticking his hands under the hem of his shirt just to feel his skin. Cold from working outside. Pebble is sure he can help with that. He tries to pull him down into a kiss but Biggs hesitates. 

At least let me shower first. I’m dirty. He quickly signs. 

“Fuck yea you are,” he leans forward and buries his nose into his chest, inhaling sharply, “That’s just how I like it.” 

What’s gotten into you little crystal? 

A stupid question really. When is Pebble not like this? Still, he decides to indulge him. Because he knows what will happen the moment he says the word. It makes the burn in his stomach grow just thinking about it. 

Pebble huffs and puts on his best pouty face to really seal the deal, “It was Alpha. He wouldn’t leave me alone all day. I couldn’t get any work done.” 

Pebble’s tail wags as he watches in real time the way Biggs’ face morphs from one of confusion to understanding. To annoyance and maybe a little anger if he looks hard enough. 

All day? 

Pebble nods as he tries his best to keep the excitement off his face. 

Biggs hums lowly, I’m sorry crystal. That must have been tough. 

A big hand rests on the back of  Pebble’s neck. Fingers thread through his head, tugging just enough to tilt his head up. 

“Yeah. It was,” he pauses, eyes dropping to his lips, “care to help me out?” 

Without another word, Biggs crashes their lips together. Pebble groans into it immediately, like it is the first time he has ever been kissed. He licks over the seam of Biggs’ mouth. He does not have the mind to wait. To let him build it up like he normally does. He has been on edge for too fucking long and he needs something inside of him right now before he explodes. 

Luckily Biggs does not seem to mind. He bends just enough to pick Pebble up at the same time he opens for him. He takes one, two, three steps backward until he collides with the bed. He drops onto it with a grunt. He situates Pebble more comfortably in his lap, never breaking the kiss as his large hands hold his hips. 

Pebble eagerly licks into his mouth as he grinds against the bulge forming in his pants. Biggs squeezes his hips and meets him halfway, bucking up when Pebble grinds down. He moans into Biggs’ mouth, pulling away to tuck his face into his neck. He inhales deeply before licking at his skin, still a bit salty from sweat. His patchouli scent is strong and it just makes Pebble work his hips faster. 

Biggs grunts and tilts his head back, letting Pebble use him as a glorified grinder until he cannot take it anymore. He squeezes Pebble’s thigh twice to get his attention. Reluctantly Pebble lifts his face from his neck to look at him. 

He smiles and gives him a quick kiss, Let me see you? 

Pebble rolls his eyes with a grin. Ever the sap. 

“Took you long enough,” he flinches just a bit at his tone, “Yes. Sorry. Please?” 

Biggs nods and kisses him again as he slowly pulls Pebble’s shirt off. He only breaks away to get it around his head so he can toss it to the floor. His hands run reverently down Pebble’s now exposed abdomen. He leans down and presses his lips softly to the middle of his chest. Right where his element sigil is branded. 

Pebble sighs. He loves Biggs, but right now soft and romantic is not what he needs. He laces his hands through his golden hair and tugs until Biggs gets the message. He lets out an amused huff against his skin before indulging him. 

He tilts his head until warm breath puffs over one of Pebble’s nipples. His tongue darts out, giving it a quick lick before he takes it into his mouth. He sucks on it, occasionally rolling it softly between his teeth. He drags one of his hands up the side of Pebble’s body. His thumb brushes over the scar under his pec adoringly before taking his other nipple between thumb and forefinger. He pinches it at the same time he bites a little harder. Pebble curses and chokes out a moan. 

“More. Biggs I need more.” He squirms in his grasp. 

He must agree because he pulls away to give Pebble a little smile. His eyes are locked on the little string of salvia that still connects him to his chest. 

He pats his thigh twice again, Hop up. 

Pebble slides off him, crawling over to sit on the bed instead. Once he does so, Biggs pulls the shirt up and over his head without any hesitation. Pebble stares as he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his pants, tugging them down along with his boxers in one fluid movement. His mouth waters at the sight of his cock, hard and straining and wet at the tip. 

When he turns his attention back to Pebble, he is not sure what he wants more. Suck him off until he cums down his throat or ride him until they are both seeing stars. He does not have time to decide though because next thing he knows, Biggs is tracing the tip of his claw over the waistband of his shorts. 

He does not even wait for him to ask permission, “Take it off big guy.” 

Biggs happily obliges. He pulls them down and makes a surprised little chirp when he has no underwear on. Pebble just shrugs. Alpha already ruined them, there was no reason to keep them on. 

He does not seem to mind though. He just leans forward and presses a trail of kisses over his hips down to the crease of his thigh. He breathes deeply, savoring Pebble’s scent. Like freshly churned earth. He wants to bury himself and never come back up again. 

He glances up at Pebble from between his legs, Sit on my face? 

Pebble groans and tips his head back, “I could never say no to you.” 

He presses another lingering kiss to the inside of his thigh before sitting up. He rolls over to lay back against the pillows, smiling at Pebble. Oh he loves that big idiot so much. He crawls over, not wasting a second. Skinny little legs straddle broad shoulders and Pebble hovers over him. 

Biggs’ hands come up to hold his hips. He does not push or pull, he simply just holds. Touches him just to touch. Pebble takes it as encouragement though. He drops down with force, desperate to finally get something. If it bothers Biggs he does not show it. He gets straight to work, dragging the flat of his tongue through his folds to circle around his little dick. Pebble cannot help but grind down, chasing the feeling. Demanding more. 

Biggs gives him what he wants. He licks through his folds again, drinking down as much of him as he can. It is not enough though. Never is when it comes to Pebble. So he takes right from the source, dipping the tip of his forked tongue inside of his dripping hole. They both groan at the same time. Biggs’ hips twitch up, fruitlessly searching for friction in the air. 

Pebble huffs a breathy little laugh. He is sure he can help with that. He falls forward, bending at the waist to rest his elbows on the mattress. He hisses, sucking his teeth as Biggs tongues at him. He arches back into it at the same time he wraps a hand around the base of Biggs’ cock. He gives it a squeeze, enamored with the way a bead of pre wells up from the slit only to dribble down his shaft. Pebble licks his lips, tongue darting out to trace it all the back up. Biggs groans but the sound is muffled as he continues to feast on Pebble like he will never eat again. Like all he has is this one moment before he spends the rest of his life starving. 

“Fuck I hate you and your stupid fucking mouth.” He punctuates each word by rolling his hips back, fucking himself on his tongue. 

More pre drips onto his hand, remaining him of his current goal. Filling another hole. Maybe helping Biggs a little since he oh so kindly is helping Pebble. He presses a kiss to the tip of his dick, tongue flicking out to taste him. That is the only warning Biggs gets before Pebble takes a deep breath and swallows him down as far as he can. He sucks on cock until salvia dribbles down the rest of his length. He uses it to ease the glide, rapidly stroking what he could not fit in his mouth. 

Biggs’ grip on Pebble’s hips tightens. He gives his dripping hole one last lick before dragging it back up to his clit. He swirls it around that little bundle of nerves, letting his dick rest against his tongue for a moment before he wraps his lips around it. He sucks on it gently, reveling in the way Pebble’s hand falters on his cock. 

He lets go of his hips with one hand. He brings it to his cunt, swiping his fingers through Pebble’s folds. He gives his little dick a particularly hard suck at the same time he slides two of his thick fingers inside of him. Pebble pulls off of Biggs’ cock with an obscene pop. 

“You’re gonna oh shit you’re gonna make me cum. Fuck.” He squeezes his eyes shut, mouth hanging open. High pitched little uh uh uh’s leave his mouth each time Biggs pumps his fingers inside of him. He does not even have the brain left to put his cock back into his mouth. All he can do is sit there and take it. 

It only takes about three more good thrusts from Biggs before Pebble gasps. He tenses, whole body shaking as he gushes against his face. Biggs dutifully swallows all of it down, gently tonguing him through it. Pebble squeezes his dick without even fully realizing it. Not until Biggs gasps into his cunt and he feels something warm and wet coat his face. 

As the aftershocks work through both of them and they slowly start to come down, Pebble hangs his head and laughs. 

“Alpha could never fucking make me cum that hard.” He pants heavily. 

Biggs quickly taps his thigh twice. Pebble groans as he crawls off of him, turning around to curl into his side inside. He grins down at Biggs, “Thanks for the help big guy.” 

He stares at Pebble for a moment before brushing the hair off his forehead. He signs, You’re dirty. 

Pebble stares at the way his face glistens, slick dripping down his chin. He laughs, “So are you but don’t worry.” 

He flicks his tongue out, gathering some of Biggs’ cum on the tip. He darts forward, quickly capturing him in a deep kiss. They both groan as they taste themselves on each other’s tongues. Though Pebble pulls back far too quickly for Biggs’ liking. 

“That’s just how I like it.”

[mychlapci]

okay so i don't know if this is gonna make a lick of sense but for the past three days i've had nothing on my mind but rodimus with a bigger than average anterior node

every single time he walks around it rubs against the inside of his modesty panels and it keeps swelling up with energon and then it creates a feedback loop that makes him constantly horny because of how good the smooth metal of his panels feels against the sensative nub of his node

maybe he gets it pierced and the metal of the piercing just increases the ever growing feedback loop and he just spends his days constantly horny if he's got his panels closed

ough modesty panels being a suggestion rather than a requirement on the lost light because roddy doesn't wanna be unbearably horny all the damn time with no way to blow off all the charge but the new rules regarding modesty backfires because bots keep cornering him in the hallways or on the bridge to rub at his node and after playing with it for a while they leave to get back to whatever they're doing and poor roddy is left pent up and drooling from how good it feels to have people rubbing at his anterior node with their rough fingers

magnus hooks up a chain to his piercing and a little device that shocks his node whenever rodimus starts slacking on his datawork and roddy gets so turned on from the electricity that when magnus comes into his office to check on him, he finds rodimus slumped over his desk, a datapad in one servo and the other frantically fingering his node and tugging on the chain as the device keeps shocking him. magnus pulling him into his lap and cranking the device all the way up to the highest setting and roddy seizes up and cums so hard he bluescreens because this is the first time since the lost light took off that he's had an overload because everyone keeps edging him by toying with his oversized node. it's like a fun little toy for the crew to play with, like a stress button that just so happens to come with a captain that squeaks and squeals whenever you pinch or pull on the squishy button that sticks out of his valve

oh maybe combined with boobs out roddy's got really sensitive nipples too. megatron gets them pierced because "oh they'll look so nice rodimus, very befitting of a prime" and while he says it as an offhand joke after they frag, when rodimus shows up to his next shift with panels and chestplates wide open and a series of pretty crystal flowers attached to a bunch of chains that crisscross from his nipples and around his hips and finally latched onto the piercing on his node megatron certainly isn't complaining

ough minimus slipping himself under rodimus desk and sucking on his node for hours as a form of encouragement and roddy barely lasts one hour before he's a sobbing, drooling mess.

swerve sets him up in a glory hole at the bar and mechs get the opportunity to frag all his holes and if they pay a little extra they can set off a super strong vibrator magnitised onto roddy's node and only the spikes in his intake muffle the screams that he lets out whenever the vibrator gets turned on

sorry for the long ask, i just think rodimus deserves to have a big sensitive node that gets played with <3

-burnt ice anon

t-dick Rodimus hell YES. This is so fucking good and now it's living in my mind too...

Rodimus' node being so big he can't keep it in his panels, having to walk around the ship with his pussy completely bare, which turns out to be a problem because people just won't stop touching it. And he can't even bring himself to stop them because it feels so damn good to be pushed against a wall, knees buckling while one of his crew rubs him almost to completion. Everytime someone corners him he lets them pinch and squeeze his node in the hope that they'll let him finish this time.

People sitting down next to Rodimus at the bar and casually lowering a hand between his legs, playing with his fat node until there's lubricants dripping down his seat. After they've finished their drink, they just leave Rodimus there with his legs spread and node twitching, ready to get idly played with by someone else.

mhmmm Rodimus with a piercing on his node and a chain connected to it. Sometimes Magnus pulls him around by the chain, torturing his poor pussy but it's the only way to get him to go to the bridge when he's slacking off…. Rodimus suddenly cumming all over himself in the middle of the hallway while he's being pulled forth by the chain, stumbling behind Magnus, begging him to stop and give him a while to recover but Magnus is too done with his shit, and just tugs on hs node harder.

Roddy getting his node played with and begging them to put their spike inside, but they refuse, bullying his pretty clit until he's a panting mess and his valve is clenching around nothing. Perhaps he ends up having his spike sheath locked and the only way he can overload now is with his node... (not to push on my newly discovered virginity kink but… Rodimus still having his seals in when he's captaining the lost light. He only ever gets his node played with, tight little hole remaining untouched while his clit is abused and bruised repeatedly throughout the day…)

[deanmott]

Dean laid in his bed as he tossed and turned, his thoughts keeping him awake as he stared at the ceiling, then at Hank, then back down at himself. "Dean, Hey Dean." Dermott waved to Dean as he stood in the doorway. "Hey, Thank you for letting me stay here, my mom's been a real ass as of late, don't take this as some sissy shit from me, I'm just telling it to you straight." I looked over to Dermott then sit up in my bed, "No, No it's okay, I personally don't mind it."

"Listen, your dad didn't give me a place to sleep, got any blankets, tall ass?" Dermott walked over as he stood over me, his arms crossed, I couldn't help but flush just a bit, "I have a few in the closet over there, grab what you need." I pointed to the closet and Dermott glanced at it, not very impressed. "Or, you can just get out, and I take your bed." "What? No- you can't just have my bed?"

"Shut up idiot, you Wanna wake your family up? Just- whatever, slide over." Dermott pushed into my face as he attempted to slide me over, "What, hey! Dermott!" "Shh!" He placed his hand over my mouth as the tint in my face got hotter, "let me lay with you, don't say anything, just lay down." He took my hand and held it as I slowly slid myself to lay down beside him. Our eyes locked onto one another as my face was fully red, my mind was running absolutely crazy!

"Don't tell anyone or I swear you'll never hear the end of it." He said grumbling, closing his eyes and bringing me into his chest. I could feel his heavy breathing as he fell asleep rather quickly, i didn't pull away but nuzzled my face into his chest a bit before closing my eyes, and returning back to bed.

bonus!

"DEEAN!! TO THE PANIC ROOM!!!"

Hank pushed the button to my bed in a hurry as Dermott and I woke up in a cold sweat, but before we could react we fall down the tube and into the room with Hank following quickly behind us.

"Ough! Augh, Augh, What the Hell Man!"

Dermott looks up rubbing his head angrily as he sees the others in the small room crowded around him and i, and his face drops immediately to a hard-stern look. "Oh, uh, Hey Mr venture."

"I don't wanna hear it, Dermott."

Dr. venture said with a sigh as he rubbed his temple, as Brock looked into the air shaking his head. All i could do was hide under my blankets, blushing in embarrassment.

[stabknives]

Plenty of bad things happen to Richie. But what stung the most was definitely the day of the 'church burning' and the following committal.

Tw: Rape, assault, suicide baiting, attempted murder, implied future medical malpractice. Idk probably more but if that doesn't give you enough of a warning just don't click the read more.

It's important to note b4 this sordid tale begins: Richie and Christian never technically have 'traditional' sex. Christian pays Richie for a lot of things, both sexual and nonsexual, but there's no penetration involved. (Chris, has gotten at least 200 blowjobs from a crossdressing hooker that he beats on the regular: IM A VIRGIN!!!!) In Christian's mind, it's pure denial. They have never had sex. They will never have sex because Christian is waiting until he's married. Whatever he pays Richie for is a service.

It's no secret tht Richie delights in pushing Christian's buttons. That's what he does. They get together, they do the job, Richie needles Christian the whole time until Christian is a trembling mess of nerves, Christian pays Richie to relieve the tension. Sexually, violently, sometimes both. You get the picture.

Redd wants her money, above all. She's homeless, and she's in debt with some seriously nasty people. She needs all the money she can get. She's willing to put up with a lot from Christian, because they rely on each other, and Christian brings in a lot of money, and... She cares about him. Ough she fucking hates him, but. She adores him. He's so, so funny. (In the way a clown is that you laugh at, not as in. He has a good sense of humor. He's horrible at telling jokes.)

There must've been a straw that breaks the camel's back, but from Richie's perspective, it's a day like any other when it happens. The most recent con went pretty good, as a matter of fact. Sure there were some minor inconveniences, but nobody saw them at the clinic. They can't be linked to anything tht happened there.

Monroe leaves first. He asks Richie to come to his apartment after. Tells Richie she can sleep there. Richie pays Monroe no mind. Her attention is on Christian.

Christian has to stop by the church before he drops Richie off at the shelter. Richie agrees, because he always finds it very... Quaint. Being in the church after hours, when it's not filled to bursting with hypocrites and assholes. The stained glass, at least, is pretty. Richie likes pretty things, when they aren't people.

Richie drinks the communion wine left on the altar. Absolutely drains the whole bottle while she's waiting for Chris to get done in his office. They argue. They always argue. This is nothing new.

Richie says Christian is a hypocrite. You bring your hooker mistress here in the house of the lord bc it gives you a little thrill but you get mad when the altar is desecrated. Just because you weren't the one to do it. You can't even let your own best friend have a little wine. Very mean!

Christian comes unglued. I think in the aftermath of the rape what offends Richie the most is the fact Christian didn't pay him after. That's what she claims at least, as Christian drags her naked and bloodied out of the church (she imagines it burning. It must be the pills she took earlier. Always something with the pills. That's what Chris tells her.) and drives her into the desert.

Richie is ready. This is how it ends. This is the inevitable conclusion to their... whatever they've got going on. (I hesitate to call it a relationship.) Christian, killing Richie after a brutal rape, and Richie getting buried in the dirt to rot. Perfect ending. Richie is at peace.

Christian has the shovel. He's kept a shovel in his car for weeks now. Just in case. He raises it up. He hesitates. Richie is quick to assure Christian that if he lets Richie walk away from this, Richie will make him regret it. Maybe not immediately, but one day. One day, Christian will wish he went through with killing Richie here. He'll tell people what happened. Go to the cops. A rape kit, a court date, and Christian's face on the news.

Think about it, Chris. This could all be over. You kill me, you kill yourself after in this empty desert warehouse. Hang yourself from the rafters once you bury me. Hell, hang me up there too. Decorations for a lonely place, the two of us, together. And it's all over. No more pain, right?

Phase two of this boss battle begins when Christian can't go through with it. He's done a lot of horrible things. Extortion, embezzling, now rape. But he's never killed before. That's what Richie does, or Monroe. Not Christian. Never good, pious Christian. Saint Christopher of the Truth.

For the first time, Christian begs Richie for something. Don't tell. Don't tell. Please. They can pretend this didn't happen, they can both walk away. Please don't make Christian do something rash. Please God. Please don't just sit there looking at him while he cries. Comfort him. Isn't that what friends are for?

Richie is disgusted. He grabs the shovel, and gets in the car. He blankly tells Chris to get in the car too. They're going back to the city.

They drive. Chris grows more hysterical by the minute. He begs Richie to reassure him that they can both still care about each other. We love each other, right? It's love?

Richie laughs, and Christian grabs the wheel. The car crashes. Richie wakes in a hospital, and isn't permitted to leave. Christian claims Richie drove them off a bridge. That Richie hallucinates sometimes. An addict with intense mental health issues. A danger to herself, and others. She should really be committed, she should really be committed, she should really be put away in a place where no one has to see her or hear her or deal with her. An asylum. Somewhere peaceful. Somewhere bland and quiet and white. They'll make you better. Even if it hurts.

[croissantlover24]

The walk to Moon's lab on Christmas morning could only be described as two things: cold and dark. The wind was far worse than a simple zephyr. It squeezed you like a boa constrictor, frosting over every inch of your organs until you shivered violently. The freeze was near painful with its intensity. The thick layers of snow on the ground made the trip even more treacherous.

ZEPHYR MENTION <- my friend is named zephyr

anyway right yes! Oh lamb.....

The clouds in the sky were charcoal black. Not even a hint of blue poked through. You couldn't help but worry that they were an omen of what was to come.

GRIMACES. Oh dear lamb you have NO IDEA

You held the box containing Moon's present close to your chest. You feared it would get damaged. It was hard to see beneath the thick trees, and if you tripped, the gift could get crushed or stained. Fear rippled through you and clawed at your throat. You were also horrified.

Yeah....

What if Moon was going to kill you, too? Was this where you would die? Vanessa had promised you protection, but how long would it last before your maniacal employer outsmarted them? Your hands within your gloves trembled at the notion of Moon ripping you apart. "Goodbye, little lamb," your mind teased with his voice as you were thrown into a menagerie of situations that all ended with your head ripped off.

Oh... Oh No....

Hey pastry when I Get You

You eventually arrived at the door to your nightmares. Ironic, considering that just a few weeks ago, it had been your hope for a brighter future. For a brighter life. You took a deep breath and knocked.

:(

It opened within seconds. Moon released a sigh of relief at the sight of you. "You came!" He grinned widely. It looked uncanny, almost evil in this lighting. His eyes glistened like stars when he saw your gift. "What's this?" he asked you, pulling it out of your hands. It took everything within you not to flinch. "A present," you ground out, voice shaky, "for you."

The strap for his goggles....

You could see on his face that he was aching to open it already. "I love presents," he remarked, giving in and ripping the box open with his claws, "especially the one I got for you." He gasped at what was inside. He held the leather strap closely and traced the stars and moons embroidered onto it. He instantly replaced the strap he was using for his goggles and put it on. "I hope you like it," you murmur softly so he wouldn't hear the tremor in your voice. "I love it," Moon assured you.

OUGH... the tremor.... Lamb..... sweetheart I'm so sorry....

He grasped your upper arm. "Come, now, little lamb! For your present."

Speaking of....

Before you could argue or make an excuse as to why you couldn't accept it, he began to pull you deeper into the lab. Shadows littered every corner. Panic dripped through you like a toxic elixir. This was it, your thoughts taunted. This was your end.

....Pastry when I catch you

Moon pushed you into a corridor that had no lights and locked the door. The violent red of his eyes was all that you could see.

This description is Scary!

You heard the distant click of a button and winced as the machine you hadn't noticed in front of you whirred to life. It was a giant box with a million blue, glowing parts that moved and hissed against each other like overactive gears. In the center was what seemed to be an upside down metal bowl and a chair set several feet beneath it. "Take a seat," Moon coaxed, dragging you towards the amalgamation. "Y-You know, sir," you stuttered out, "I think I forgot something at home! Can I go get—?"

Bright blue...............

"NO!" your employer bellowed out. He quickly relaxed his tight expression and smiled warmly at you. "Apologies. I meant that this won't take long! There's no need to leave. Just take a seat." Your breaths came in short, uncontrollable bursts. "I don't think I want to."

JAW DROP

Your whisper was quiet, barely audible. Moon still heard it nonetheless. The lunar animatronic's expression soured. His glare dug daggers into you. "Why not?" His voice was low and accusatory, as if he knew something you didn't want him to know.

Looks at them. looks at you. looks back at them. scoops up the lamb and leaves with them

After a few seconds, you exploded like a bomb that had just gone off. "I met an officer named Vanessa last week who showed me footage of you killing people," you vented, sobs catching in your throat. "Please don't hurt me. I'm so scared."

Oh sweetheart......

When I say sweetheart I am referring to the lamb not you btw /info

Moon immediately tensed. His claws twitched. His expression was dark, downcast. He trembled even worse than you did, as if he had been dropped in a blizzard. "I understand," he whispered. "Perhaps I lied. I was a killer. But it was an accident! I just can't help myself when I see blood. It's so bright, so brilliant, I—I need more of it. But I would never hurt you!" He frantically tugged you towards him, digging his claws deep into your sleeves. His voice was desperate, horrified. "Please believe me. I don't want to hurt you."

MMMMMMMMMMM

The fear and anxiety on your face said all he needed to know. You didn't believe him. His face hardened. "This is why you need my gift. My magnum opus."

NO <- knew this was coming

He stood proudly in front of his monstrous creation. "Remember when I told you that I wouldn't experiment on you with my mind control project?" His head tilted at an unnatural angle. He laughed wildly. "I may have lied." "Moon, please," you sobbed as you clawed at the hands around your arm. "Don't make me do this." "Don't worry," Moon cooed. "It won't hurt. It'll be fun! Afterwards, you won't be scared anymore! You won't want to leave me."

Moon....

No matter how much you fought, how loudly you screamed, how desperately you cried, the mad scientist didn't let go of you. He strapped you down in the chair and pulled the lever. Pain attacked every nerve in your body. The amalgamation malfunctioned. Burns bubbled across every inch of your face. Blood poured out of your head. Your skull was visible through the large hole dug by the machine. An agonized scream escaped you. More blood erupted from your skin. Purple bruises tainted your pale arms. Chunks of your flesh fell to the ground like chicken in a soup. A horrific metallic scent wafted into the air.

OH MY GOD.....

You were dying. Slowly. Before you went unconscious, you distantly heard a soft sob of "little lamb?" Your vision went black.

God... is he stupid?

Vanessa knew something was wrong when you didn't pick up your phone. She wasn't sure what, but she knew. It may have just been her impatience feigning anxiety, but she felt it was something far more. She rushed to pull her violet sweater over her head and bolted out the door. She was upon Moon's lab in minutes.

Oh my god...

She pounded on the door. "Hey! Open the door, or so help me, Moon, I will break it open!" Eventually, the mad scientist walked over. Before Vanessa could even think about interrogating him, he bawled, "It was an accident! I swear! Please help them; please! I didn't mean to—I just—I didn't want them to leave me again—" "Moon," Vanessa growled, "what did you do?" He didn't answer.

Moon...

She shoved past him and froze. Your body was on the floor, bleeding out. Electrical burns covered your head. Your skin was seared straight through. Some bandages were wrapped halfheartedly around your face. You were unresponsive. "It was an accident," Moon whimpered.

Why didn't he think to test it oh my god I'm.... AAAAAA

"That's what you said last time," Vanessa hissed as she hauled your body into her car. "It's never an accident." The engine roared to life. Moon yelled, "WAIT! Please! Bring me with you; please!"

........................ (I don't entirely have words I am just hhorrified)

She really shouldn't have. She should've told Moon to go die in a fire for what he did and continued to do. But for some reason, she felt… different. Like it was important for him to be there. "Fine," she snarled. Moon practically leapt into the back seat of the car. "Keep their head up," she instructed as she raced her vehicle to the hospital. "Make sure they don't fall." Moon was swift to follow her directions. He held your broken head up in his claws. If he had the capacity for it, tears would've been pouring down from his eyes. You have to be okay. He didn't know what he'd do if you died because of him.

We- they? We have to live it- it won't end like this...

Your vision flickered in and out like the flame of a candle. One moment, you would see Moon holding you upwards. The next, darkness again. Then, you would hear Vanessa explaining something to someone. You couldn't decipher her words—or theirs, for that matter. They felt fuzzy, like television static.

ALIVE! We are DYING! But STILL ALIVE!!!!!!! THank GOD

After, the hiss of the void would return to you, and you would be lost in a sea of nothing again. You felt water pour down your throat. Darkness again. You heard someone mention your deteriorating condition. A doctor, perhaps?

Uh oh...

Darkness again. Again, again, again. The darkness returned every time to swallow up your senses. It was a monster of void, a demon, a beast of nothing.

..........................

When you finally woke, you almost cried in relief. Pain still erupted across your body. Your head was covered in gauze and bandages. You could almost feel the hole leading to your brain. Your mind was foggy. Your memory betrayed you in this moment, in your final moment.

FINAL?! WE'RE NOT DYING NOW RIGhT????

An animatronic gasped in joy at the sight of you awake. You could see goggles wrapped around his eyes. A leather strap with a moon and a cloud of stars embroidered onto it held them in place. He grasped your hands tightly, saying words over and over again that you couldn't decipher. I'm sorry? Maybe. You weren't sure. Who is he?

Oh no....

Memory hit you like a truck. Moon was standing in front of you. Weakly, you shoved him away. "Get away from me, you killer," you tried to yell, though your voice slurred. He lied to you. You were not okay. Nothing was fine. You were dying, and it was all his fault.

D:

Moon's nonexistent heart cracked a little when he heard your somber tone. "Little lamb, please," he begged. "I'm so sorry. That wasn't supposed to happen! I just wanted you to be happy. With me. Not scared. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you; I promise!" His voice turned to a sob. His words had no meaning to you. You glared at him. You knew your death was coming. You could feel it in you. It was an awful feeling, a horrific feeling.

Oh dear....

"I'm sorry," Moon whispered, grabbing your hand again. "Are you?"

OH NO

With those final words, your heart stopped beating.

NO

Your vision blackened for the last time. Your final thought? "I should've quit when I had the chance."

Oh No no no no no no.... They're... we;re at the hospital right? the doctors will help we'll- it won't be the End End, right?

Final Thoughts: PASTRY I'M GOING TO GET YOU

:))))

We’re dead! Merry Christmas!

[prettyb0ycvnt]

It is so much better to have you nice and brainless, letting your body do the talking, especially since you're such a smart puppy normally, so having you turn all of that off to become a whimpering, whining and desperate pupslut is always incredible 😍😘

I had a feeling you'd have such a reaction to knowing I'm almost a literal foot taller than you 😉 just imagine how easily I can tower over you, how big my hands are compared to yours, how much of your neck I can hold in one hand, how perfectly they fit around your hips 🤤💕 I know I've mentioned that my hands are rough before, but knowing that you are so sensitive to touch just makes that even better, the sensations would be mind frazzling I imagine 😘

Feeling your body tremble and succumb to the sloooow stretch of my thick finger entering your boypussy would drive me crazy! Hearing that breathy whine turn to a full, uncontrollable moan would simply add to that! "Such a good boy, feel the thickness, get used to it and adjust yourself." Feeling the weight of your body in my arms as you match the pace and rhythm of my finger as it caresses your G-spot would prompt me to carry you over to a chair and sit you on my lap, still holding you close and securely. If you'd cum quickly on my finger and hand, I'd simply praise you for being such an eager little slut 😘 "Awww cumming so soon? Shame that I'm not done pretty boy, I hope you're ready to lose that fuzzy mind from cumming over and over and over for me." All as I keep my hands movement at the same pace, making sure that each time you cum just continues into another body wracking orgasm!! "Don't worry about being quiet, let me hear every single noise that forces it's way out of you. Let me hear my precious puppy bark." I'd say while still keeping that intoxicating whisper, making sure to praise you through each and every orgasm! 😍💕

I'm glad you enjoyed the other post so much! Reading it so many times and needing to take your time to hide your face too! Such a normal little pup aren't you? 😉 Needing such time to write a response because your cunt keeps dripping, begging for me to be there to touch you all over, to fill you, to use you like the perfect toy you are! 😘

-⚒️

hfjdhfhjdjfgjjhh woww,, hi >_< hey! god i am literally in school for english i study English freaking Literature and yet... yet every single time i read a message from you and try to form a response literally allll coherent thought evades me!? suddenly i can't form proper sentences or make sense of my thoughts and and aaand all im able to do is rub my thighs together and. ough. .. i probably sound like a broken record at this point but godddhfjhghh ugh you know just how to push all the right buttons to drive me totally insane 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 !!!

im imagining it alright,,, all of it!! in crazy detail! ive been lying here for god knows how long trying soooo hard to focus on,, making sense,, but im seriously totally blanking .. but you should know that i am Devastatingly wet right now and it's sooo warm all of a sudden and maaaybe my hand is slipping into my underwear at this very moment !? maybe ! that should give you a prettyy good idea as to what im thinking right now <33

i would not be able to get enough of you 😵‍💫 ..... the sustained praise, your constant touch, your voice,,, ohhhmygod. barking for you so so SO loudly !!?? need you to do anything and everything to me Btw.. wowww,, if im a toy you should test out allll my functions 😋 play with me til you've had your fill <33 !!! please. pleeease :3

[thelazyhermits]

heyo! ฅ^•-•^ฅ

i've been rereading a lot of TABF fics for comfort and the thought of idol singer Fortune and her legion of fans pushed me out of my art block, so thank you and storysmith for the inspo! o(*^▽^*)/

i thought the outfit would probably cover most of her skin because she's still careful about scars showing, and Dadzawa vetoing the ones that just show a lot of skin lol. Eri's dream from Now It's My Turn to Make You Smile described their outfits as being in UA colors but uhh, does anyone actually know what those colors are? XD i ended up picking colors from the gym uniforms, the cheerleading outfits, and the gold buttons on the normal uniform jackets. (she's lowkey giving pumpkin vibes but it's cute lol)

Annnnnd then i did a variation just paint bucketing over the finished piece with more pastel kinda colors thinking what if it was an idol au? maybe her fan given nickname involves 'cryptid'? it could be from her always being the unexpected surprise guest at events or variety shows with weird ways of suddenly appearing on stage lol. also ofc had to give her the hatsume patented hover tech boots™ for that fancy sky choreography. (just don't look too closely, the number of times I redrew those shoes,,,, ough,,,,,)

hope this made you smile, and thanks again for sharing your writing with us! it's genuinely such a delight and comfort to read, i am off to reread JWTN again for what must be the fifth time lol 💕

(ps. i actually read your twisted wonderland series recently, going into it knowing nothing about tw except 'disney?? but make them cute anime boys', and that i loved your writing. pulled up the tw character pages in another tab for visuals and had so much fun reading about Yuu trying to keep her sons out of trouble XD. Jack is best boi, no contest.)

Submitted by @kitsune-from-neverland

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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! I absolutely love this!!! Thank you so much!!! 💕💕💕💕💕

Idol Fortune is so fun to think about, and I love how you drew her. Her outfit looks super cute in both colors, although I'll admit I'm partial toward pastels XD I think the hover boots look awesome!

Her having a nickname involving the word cryptid is so funny and something I can totally get behind. Maybe it involves how she first debuted cause there was so little info about her and she just came outta nowhere lol

In regards to the tags you made which I left on this post so everyone else could see them, I honestly have no idea how I'd involve Aizawa in such an AU cause it's hard for me to imagine a guy like him as an idol manager and/or a fan 😂 Maybe he just ends up as her guardian after she's rescued from Mumei, and someone like Mic or Midnight takes the manager position. Aizawa, of course, ends up being one of Fortune's biggest supporters despite knowing next to nothing about idols lol

Idol All Might and Manager Nighteye is such a hilarious mental image. I love it 😂

Thank you for sharing this with me! It absolutely made me smile! I love your art and am super happy that my writing is a source of comfort for you 🥰

I'm also delighted that you gave my Twst fics a shot despite being unfamiliar with the series. I'm glad you like reading about Yuu keeping her sons out of trouble and that you agree Jack is best boi 😊💕💕

[nineliabilityrisk]

[ squeeze ] sender reassures receiver in a dangerous situation by squeezing their hand (for jeremy)

- [ squeeze ]: sender reassures reciever in a dangerous situation by squeezing their hand -

[[ ITS THEM ITS THEM ITS THEM FINALLY i have been frothing at the mouth waiting to play my jeremy with you i. OUGH i cannot wait for this - that was written before i replied to the other thing but it still stands so. hyeah 👍 ]]

-- [ asked by @bravevolunteer ] --

Jeremy's first day - er, first night - on his very first job, fresh out of high school, after months of searching for any open positions in their tiny little town... You'd think he'd be excited, just as his whole - considerably large - family was to have one of their boys taking his first steps out into the real world. Instead, he was anxious, Michael's nervous energy rubbing off on him.

The boys were both cooped up in Jeremy's little house - a property that his parents were taking care of the bills for until he got his first couple paychecks and could support himself on his own. Their family wasn't wealthy by any means, but they could handle the extra expenses to get him out of the house and give him some independence - at least they could pass his room on to one of the little ones. God knows they needed it, with how many of them were always running around. He loved them all to death, of course, but the peace and quiet was definitely very welcome, and his little orange kitty, Tansy, (short for Tangerine,) definitely appreciated not having to avoid being trampled by the frequent child stampedes.

Michael had been fussing over Jeremy all evening, seemingly doing everything in his power to make him late - not deliberately, obviously, he had his own reasons to be worried - but Jeremy had to make it to work. He had to make a good impression. This was his first chance to prove that he could be a proper, independent adult, and it could be months until he got another one if he lost this job.

"Mikey, I gotta go," he huffed, having finally managed to get enough privacy to change into his uniform - he genuinely had to place a hand on the top of the other boy's head and push him away to get enough space to clip his new badge to his shirt. "I know you don't like it, and I'm sorry, but I gotta pay the bills. I'll only be out six hours, you won't even know I'm gone. Just stay here and take care o' Tansy. She ain't used to bein' home alone."

Just a little over twenty minutes later, he arrived in his new office, Afton boy in tow. He'd known trying to get him to stay at home was a lost cause from the very start, and had finally allowed Michael to come along and keep an eye on him, only if he promised not to interfere with Jeremy's work whatsoever. Jeremy had even grabbed his Walkman - pretty much the only present he got on his 18th birthday due to the price - to help keep Mike entertained during his shift.

Tossing the little floor cushion he'd snagged from one of the kid's areas into a corner of the office, along with a little workbook he'd found on his desk, he dropped down into his own spinny chair and gestured for Michael to sit. "'Kay, you know the drill. You got what you wanted - sit there and stare at the back o' my head or just fuck around for the next six hours, but you do not get to complain about bein' bored. This was your decision. Got it?" His words sounded stern, but his voice wasn't. He wasn't mad at Michael, he could never be, he was just stressed about the job in general, and the atmosphere of the restaurant wasn't exactly doing his mood any favors.

While he was sitting there, still fixing Michael with what he thought was a firm glare but was likely more of a set of heart eyes, because God knows he wasn't really capable of much else when it came to that boy, the phone behind him rang, nearly startling him straight out of his chair. "Oh, um-- Hello?" he answered, frantically smacking the button to put the phone on speaker so he didn't have to fumble with the handset. It wasn't like it mattered, though, as his voice was quickly drowned out by the voice of - what he assumed to be - one of his superiors.

"Uh, hello? Hello, hello? Uh, hello and welcome to your new summer job at the new and improved Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. Uh, I'm here to talk you through some of the things you can expect to see during your first week here-" the man rambled, on and on, and Jeremy glanced back at Michael with wide eyes -- how was he supposed to remember all of this? He did his best to pay attention, but his worry quickly began to get the best of him, especially as his 'mentor' began to mention the animatronics moving around -- a... Music box? Flipping through the cameras on his monitor, he began to realize that Michael had been right and he was in way over his head.

Taking in a deep breath and shutting his eyes, he turned his attention back to the call. He needed to know what he was doing. "You see, there may be a minor glitch in the system, something about the robots seeing you as an endoskeleton without its costume on, and wanting to stuff you in a suit, so hey, we've given you an empty Freddy Fazbear head, problem solved! You can put it on anytime, and leave it on for as long as you want. Eventually anything that wandered in, will wander back out." Glancing to his left - the man was right, there was a massive bear mask resting on a box next to him. Just one. He hit the mute button on the telephone.

"Shit, Mike, we gotta --" he picked up the head, holding it out in the other man's direction. "You were right, 'm sorry, this was a fuckin' mistake and a half, you need one of these, I gotta-" Tossing the head back onto the box, he glanced at his monitor, checking the meter for the music box - not winding down just yet. Up out of his chair, over to the corner of the room where all the other boxes were piled, he started digging through them. "Here - here's one," he said, finding some bright red artificial fur and grasping for it, heaving it out of the box despite all the other dusty parts stacked on top of it. When he pulled it out, he was staring it dead in the empty eyes - not a bear, more dog-like... A fox? Maybe there was a fox. He couldn't remember, he never paid all that much attention to the freaky robot animals.

He was back over to Mike in the corner as quickly as he could be without tripping over his own feet. "Here -- take it, please. I dunno what'n the fuck is goin' on, but these're s'posed to keep us safe, so please just--" He practically shoved the mask into Mike's lap before rushing back to his desk, not noticing his own accent slip or the other boy's hesitation in his own rush to make sure nothing had moved.

[ghostieblotts]

Oh this is incredibly real of you (I did think it would be the curtwen playlist but it is always worth checking these things) I'm looking up these songs right now and. Okay I think I get it.

In Cacao and Cocaine that is such a Curt verse, big agree there. Also looking at the start of verse two and thinking about that potentially being Owen?? Ohhhhh golly. AND THE OUTRO. "Danger crushes, pushes my buttons, forces me to agree / Danger's a slut, it's in my gut, at night, it whispers to me" hi hello okay. I've been reading this song as Curt's POV bc of what you said so this is ouch. Also then the idea of "You want me bad, you want me back but you don't know what that means" with Owen is killing me (having it precanon already is doing so but also the idea of "you don't know what that means" alluding to the DMA is really getting me here).

And then with I Can Be Your Mother. I see it. "Cause you choose which one you want to rule you the best / A man or the never ending desire of success" and then the later "A man or the the ache in your legs backstage" definitely stood out to me here. Also the bits you highlighted - YES. Oh my goodness. (So real also about the original intentions vs blorbo interpretation. Yeah. Been there). And as well so many lyrics from the later sections I can see a bit of how they work and ough. Brilliant.

i love warping the intended meanings of songs so much theyre unrecognizable to add to my blorbo playlist

[chaosbound-official]

what do the other trolls here think of belphe?

Quokka: My moirail recently told me 5he had a bad run in with a really 5loppy looking cobalt… If he’5 the 5ame one, he really 5cared the crap out of  her, 5o I’m probably gonna throw hand5. 8>:/

Purrol: Belphe– Ohh, the uhh… the cobaltbloodd…. Himm…. rightt. He'ss… ratherr differentt fromm the impressionn I gott off himm onn Dersse. A lott morre…. Intimidatingg.

Makkea: Well, he’s uh… ra7her quick 7-o anger. 7ha7, -or I seem 7-o really push all 7he wr-ong bu77-ons wi7h him. Which w-ouldn’7 be any7hing new. Al7h-ough I’ve n-o7iced since we all g-o7 here, he jus7 keeps 7-o himself when he’s n-o7 answering ques7i-ons. Which is be77er 7han… A l-o7 -of 7hings -o7her 7r-olls s-ome7imes ch-o-ose 7-o d-o wi7h 7heir 7ime. S-o… A7 leas7 he’s n-o7 ru7hlessly vi-olen7? Bu7 s7ill really irri7able.

Hiraeh: I don'x xrusx him. I’ve seen him hanging around wixh an unscrupulous violexblood xhax lives near me. I’m prexxy sure he works for her. Xhey’re boxh bad news.

Mod: So all in all… Nobody really likes him. He’s pretty unpopular.

Quirk free under cut:

Quokka: My moirail recently told me she had a bad run in with a really sloppy looking cobalt… If he’s the same one, he really scared the crap out of  her, so I’m probably gonna throw hands. >:/

Purrol: Belphe– Oh, the uh… the cobaltblood…. Him…. Right. He's… rather different from the impression I got off him on Derse. A lot more…. Intimidating.

Makkea: Well, he’s uh… rather quick to anger. That, or I seem to really push all the wrong buttons with him. Which wouldn’t be anything new. Although I’ve noticed since we all got here, he just keeps to himself when he’s not answering questions. Which is better than… A lot of things other trolls sometimes choose to do with their time. So… At least he’s not ruthlessly violent? But still really irritable.

Hiraeh: I don’t trust him. I’ve seen him hanging around with an unscrupulous violetblood that lives near me. I’m pretty sure he works for her. They’re both bad news.

[taesbetch]

Elevator Games

Pairings: Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff CEO!AU

Word Count: 2K +

A/N i really hope you enjoy this! it didn't necessicarily turn out how i wanted it too, but i still hope you like it :)

Late. again. 

this was the seventh time you were rushing towards your work building.

You had just started your new job and you were stuffing up already.

 Today you and the other new workers were meant to be introduced to the CEO of the building; if you were late to that, you were screwed. 

Why were you always late? Simple. You simply couldn’t wake the fuck up.

This had been a problem for you for ages, but never to this extent.

You quickly checked your watch as you repeatedly pushed the up button for the elevator.

As you rushed into the elevator you tried to fix your hair that had been blown harshly by the wind, however, it was in vain as your curls had been wrecked and your hair was a complete mess.

The doors to the elevator were closing painfully slow, but just before they closed a large hand found its way between the two of them.

You tried to keep a sigh from exhaling out your body as the doors started to open again. You were for sure, getting fired.

“sorry” a husky voice spoke as he entered the elevator. He was tall and his shoulders were broad yet his body was slender; you took a deep breath as you examined his god-like smile.

You nodded your head before the elevator doors finally closed again. You prayed to Jesus that no one on the way up would press the button, further digging you into your grave.

Just as you finished your prayer you felt the elevator come to an abrupt halt; you and the man both grabbed onto the railings on the side of the elevator to try and regain your balance.

“What happened?” you asked quietly as a few seconds had passed but nothing had happened.

Both you and the male moved closer to the elevator doors, you looked at the button panel and the lights seemed to of gone out. Crap. The elevator was broken.

“Hello?” the man spoke into the emergency phone. His voice was calm and collected where as yours would have been frustrated and scared.

“oh…ok, thank you” he said before hanging up the phone. You eyed him as he turned towards you, he didn’t need to speak because his captivating eyes said it all. You were fucking stuck.

“well shit” you sighed as you rested your back against the side of the elevator; you slide down until your ass hit the floor with a small ‘ough’ sound.

As the male sat opposite you, you watched him eyes you up and down, instantly making you feel self -cousicous.

“I’m chanyeol” he smiled when he noticed he had been caught.

“Y/N” you sighed as you played with your bracelet depressingly. Of course, today of all days is the day you get trapped in the elevator with a devilishly handsome stranger.

“you look a little tense?” he asked as concern graced his face, he tilted his head to the side leaving you with a clear view of his perfect jawline.

“I was supposed to be in this really important meeting with the CEO of this company, but im probably getting fired so” you trailed off as a humorless laugh followed your comment.

“I heard the CEO was rather nice, stern, but nice never the less” he shrugged as his eyes trailed towards the floor.

You sighed again before adjusting your white blouse that was tucked into their skirt. You watched as his eyes zoomed in, focusing on every little movement of yours.

You smirked before narrowing your eyes at the main playfully.

“you can’t blame me, you are extremely hot” he said as he ran his hand through his shiny ass hair as your smirk extended.

“Well, I guess were going to be here for a while” you said as he moved over so he could sit directly in front of you.

You bit your lip as you looked him up and down. His suit looked extremely expensive and the Rolex on his wrist gave it away that he was an extremely important person.

“so, what are you doing here?” you asked him as he drew small circles on the bottom of your leg, just below your knee.

“Just some business deals, not really that interesting” he shrugged as his eyes never left your leg. He bit his lip before his eyes drifted up to meet yours.

“do’ya wanna play a game?” he asked seductively as his hand slowly traveled up your skirt. Pushing it up your leg.

“what kind of game” you whispered as the feeling of his cool hand gliding up you already heated body sent shivers down your spine.

“You seem pretty innocent, so I guess we should start with something simple” he said sending a cocky grin your way. You lightly gasped at his statement.

“me? Innocent? Sure” you said before winking back at him.

“you aren’t? then prove it. How about you wrap those pretty little lips around my cock?” he asked as he leaned back, resting on his hands.

“I see you don’t beat around the bush” you scoffed before pulling your lip in-between your teeth.

He softly groaned before chucking his head backward in need “please baby girl, all you’ve done is sit there and look at what you’re doing to me” he groaned; You gaze followed his hand as he palmed himself through his pants.

“okay here’s my game proposal” he said as a mischievous glint twinkled in his eyes. “blow me and if I cum in under 5 minutes, when we get out of here ill eat you out each night for a week” he said running his tongue across his bottom lip as he stared at you as if you were his prey.

At the statement, you felt a small pool of arousal rise inside of you. The time stamp he gave you was almost a challenge, if only he knew you could have him shivering in 3.

You let out a hum of interest before staring him down; his stares were crazy intense, you could feel the dominant power radiating off him.

You crawled forward pushing his chest down as he undid his pants hastily. Time starts now.

You started trailing kisses along his neck as your hand gently grazed over his shaft causing him to let out a breathy moan. As you sucked harshly on his neck you gripped him in your hands not easing into it; your hands quickly went to work, one fondling his balls while the other moved up and down, his shaft rock hard in your hand.

Chanyeol suddenly let out a string of whiny moans as you slowed your pace down before speeding up again, only to slow down once more.

‘what’s wrong baby?” you asked sweetly, our voice dripping with innocence as you lowered yourself, keeping eye contact with him the whole time.

He drew his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched you, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrow. A soft groan emitted from his throat as you placed your lips around his tip, letting your hot breath fan over it.

With a sudden change of mind, you quickly slid down his length until you hit his base. Chanyeol screamed out as his hand came up to grab your hair harshly.

As he lifted his hips repeatedly, you let him face fuck you, his shaft hitting the back on your throat with each thrust.

While he did so you massaged his balls with your now free hands, sending him into complete bliss.

His groans and shouts of your name had you dripping for his touch, but right now you were focused on him.

“Y/N…I-i-“ he stuttered not even able to finish his sentence when you suddenly sucked harder, his head flew back before he moved your head.

As he filled your mouth with his fluid you swallowed eagerly, taking in his taste.

You hummed in delight as you pulled away from the huffing boy. Sweat glistened off his face as you sat up and looked at you.

“congratulations, 2m34s” he said as you nodded your head knowingly, he looked at you in awe before shaking his head.

“it’s probably because I could see straight down your shirt as you choked on my dick” he spoke boldly causing you to roll your eyes.

“chocked?” you asked as your raise your eyebrow.

He chuckled before running a hand through his perfect hair.

“take that top off, it's pissing me off” he growled lowly as his tongue ran across his lip.

“you didn’t ask very nicely” you said playfully sending a wink his way.

He leaned forward with a dark look in his eye. “I wasn’t asking” with that sentence he skillfully ripped open your blouse ripping off two of the top buttons.

You gasped before untucking it from you skirt and letting him undo the rest of it. As he placed you down and hovered over you, your breath got caught in your throat.

You watched carefully as his head lowered down to your neck, his full lips explored your neck leaving love bites.

You moaned softly as you entangled your hand in his hair trying to bring him closer to you.

“will you let me fuck you” he whispered in your ear as he unzipped your pencil skirt and running his cold hands on your warm exposed skin.

Your poor underwear was soaked and your heart was beating so hard against your chest you could only bring yourself to nod.

“please, oh god please fuck me” you whined. That’s all he needed to hear. He quickly pulled your skirt off as he trailed kisses down you chest and down your stomach. He was clearly in a rush and to be honest, so were you.

As he pulled off you underwear a smug smirk came onto his face.

“you got this wet from sucking me off?” he asked as he lined himself up. You took a shaky breath in as you felt his tip in your entrance.

“shut up an-Oh!” you started saying before he slammed himself inside you. You moaned in satisfaction as you felt him stretch out your walls.

He started off slowly, pumping in and out of you with a stable pace. He swallowed your moans with his mouth as you both fought for dominance.

You moaned his name as he sped up, his eyes sharp and focused and his lips slighted parted letting out frequent groans.

“you’re so tight” he stated before grabbing your leg and throwing it over his shoulder.

At the sudden change of position, you moaned loudly as he hit spots he wasn’t hitting before; your hands flew to his shoulders as he pumped harder, almost growling with aggression.

“chanyeol! Fuck!” you screamed out as he hit your G-spot.

“There! Right there! Keep going” you pleaded as your started breathing harder; he chanted your name as you drilled into you.

You were both coming close to your finish, you let out one last moan before releasing all over him. As your walls clenched tightly he let out a gasp before joining you and riding out your orgasms.

“fuck” he chuckled before pulling out of you “I was meant to pull out” he confessed causing you to laugh while you pulled your underwear up.

“it’s okay, I’m on the pill” you stated as the both of you started fixing yourself up.

“do you want to go get something to eat after this?” he asked sheepishly as he scratched the back of his neck. A complete 180 from the way he previously reacted.

You wanted to answer ‘yes’ but you suddenly remembered what you missed.

“err, I should probably go explain to my boss why I wasn’t there” you sighed “I really want to though” you added just in case he thought you weren’t interested.

“oh! Don’t worry about that. His boss is fine with it, so he has to be fine with it too” He smiled as he pressed the help button for the second time.

“his boss?” you asked confused; he just smiled at you until you finally pieced everything together.

“I just fucked my boss” you whispered more to yourself but he still heard. He laughed before nodding his head happily.

“so, what do you feel like?” he asked when we felt the elevator start to move again “Chinese? Mexican?”.

“Mexican sounds good” you said as you realised how hungry you actually were.

“okay, but I won't eat that much, my dinner tonight deserves all my attention” he said winking out you.

As the two of you walked out of the building you couldn’t help but wonder where your relationship was going and to think, but if this was going to be a normal thing, you sure as hell didn’t mind.

[the-acid-pear]

I'm really bored so this is a perfect opportunity to pick up where i left off

Chapter 4

E(vil) Coli.......

Marcille just got such a reality check Chilchuck i love youu

I'm actually so falling in love w the way this chapters go they really feel like a little kids cartoon but i dont mean that in the condesending way i mean that in the, lighthearted let's focus on this character's issues today way

I fucking adore Senshi's unchanging button eyes. TBH creature eyes, to me

CHILCHUCK I FUCKING ADORE YOU THE WAY HE WENT FROM SYMPATHY TO RAGE IS AKGJBN UYHJBKGYUBB

HE ACTUALLY RECOGNIZED HER ACHIVEMENT AND CALLED HER BY NAME THAT'S SO CUTE 💥💥💥💥

Chapter 5

It's actually kinda fun to see Senshi struggle to like, fit in w these maniacs.

I do actually kinda hope he stops being so, uncooperative i guess? Like chill king ily but chill 🙏

i love how straight foward chil is tho

He just put his finger inside boiling oil he's so built different i love it

"what gorgeous bones" LAIOS. ?!

the little blush...

they're so. 🏳‍🌈

Chapter 6

Thought Laios had his pussy out in the cover

tf2 soldier......

THE WHOLE DEATH SYSTEM HERE IS SO FUCKED UP GOD

Obsessed how Senshi had to draw the line at that metal is too fucking far

this was pretty cool

Chapter 7

This is so freaky ouhwuhuhg

Chilchuck don't be so mean let Laios have his autism moment level catastrophic

"*not actually true" literally calling his ass out

THE MOST EXPRESSION WE'VE BEEN SEEN SENSHI PUT, HE ACTUALLY IS DUBIOUS OF EATING THIS THAT'S AMAIZING

Laios what's wrong w you <3

Chapter 7.5

ARMOR SEX

Chapter 7.6

Alright this setting is just silly + cute tbh.

THEY LET CHILCHUCK BE EATEN BY Hungry Sellers

SENSHI ON MARCILLE VIOLENCE

Chapter 8

Obsessed w Senshi's mancave

The golems have such good designs oh my god

PANTY SHOT

"and exploiting a loophole in the law" based senshi

where are they peeing + shitting........................

he really is a bit of a jerk but that's ok

WKJIJIUIJGU SENSHI LOOKS SO CUTE HERE THO 🥺🥺💞💞 He really said ^_^

ah fair there are built in bathrooms cool :)

essential worker senshi, iconic

okay genuinely cute how he did say IN HIS WAY that he cares about the team i need to study this man under a microscope

Chapter 9

oh no chilchuck accidental criminal................

oh my god this is so cool ACTUAL criminals now i love the worldbuilding

japanese kobolds ough........

also i love these orc designs sm

they're getting jumped...

Senshi you're insane i want you

CHILCHUCK GRABBING HIM BY THE BEARDAJGNBHJGNFKJIH

no sir orc don't teach your kid to continue the cycle of violence created by genearations past..............

ABUSING HIM

I actually cant tell if Senshi is teaching the baby or preventing it from fucking up

Senshi just wants to grill for god's sake...

I'm actually going to cry i'm not joking that baby is gonna push me over the edge

All Laios do is blush

Chapter 10

Laios abandonment........

im literally so in love w that kobold fuckign doggey

DUNGEON WEED HELL YEAH

what 😦

EVIL MONEY... EL PROBLEMA ES EL CAPITALISMO!!!!!!!

This manga is so cool

jewel bug hamburger so cute

Chapter 11

This manga has hooked me up so hard <- he has nothing better to do

Can we eat spirits doe? 🧐

Farlyn i fucking love you goddamn...

Sir i dont think that's particurlarly holy but i trust you anyway

this manga is fucking mental

GKLMKJGNJAHB EVEN SENSHI CALLING OUT LAIOS 😭😭😭😭

Chapter 12

He's so insane it's great ily Laios

this is just like the hit movie with rogers rabbit and duffy duck and, brendan fraser too innit?

oh my god this is gettin really cool

One last chapter for today that plotline was too cool

Chapter 13

I feel so fucking bad for my man Chilchuck

finger guns kissie mouth marcille...

I love how everyone gets pushed to face their fears, i hope Chilchuck gets to do that as safely as Laios could

senshi 👌

NOOO LEAVE MY MAN ALONE HE'S BEEN THRU ENOUGH

i fucking love that Laios is the only one shocked by his age bc he's human 😭😭😭

I'm getting so anxious my legs are going cold so I've decided I'm gonna start reading Dungeon Meshi. Gonna do the classic manga liveblog format too 👍

Chapter 0

It's been so long since I did something like this man goddamn.

Oh this manga is really fucking short! Only 97 chapters goddamn. Might get to finish the whole liveblog in like, 2 rbs.

This is so silly n cute tbh

Catgirl looks HORRIFIED

Wait is, is the dwarf naked? Is he in his fucking underwear??

Thought they were praying for the food for a second

WHY ARE WE JUST RANDOMLY SHOWING A BRUTAL DEATH FROM A DRAGON THIS. THE WHIPLASH

Oh she's alive nvm

Chapter 1

Goofy ahh dragon

Love that it's formatted as a menu that's cute

Well that was a haunting introduction

Capitalism is one hell of a bitch <- pretty sure this has nothing to do with that

I love this short critter's beautiful black eyes

Why is she breakdancing to express discontent?

Man these chapters are long, like 45 pages each. That makes it almost 200 chapters since 20 pages is more of the average length.

THE BLUSH. HUNGRY BASTARD UTSYFSYSEYSRRUD

"who are you?" He was licherally there when the girl was vored what do you Mean who are you . . .

Un capo se trajo un disco.

Holy shit you can die?

Marcille you're such a girl fail it's honestly hot

Oh Chilchuck is a name i though it was an insult

Sabés el asado que te puede hacer el Senshi, te caes de culo

Chapter 2

The settings are beautiful

👍

The way death is handled feels so Weird

Laios I did not wish to learn about your bondage kink

Chilchuck is so real I love him 😭

Chilchuck why were you at the gallows...........

Chapter 3

Already got in the groove of it

He looks so distraught at the unbalanced diet

"reptilian features" "cool" "cool"

I love Laios and Senshi's relationship they're such a good team

Senshi is sooo silly

These are such good ppl tbh

THANK YOU FOR YOUR MOTIVATIONAL APEECH SENSHI

I'm using the same site I did to read Baki and bro there's a clown in the notes who keeps adding the image of Marcille being told elves are good cock sleeves and it's starting to seriously annoy me.

Stopping for now so I can eat and stuff 👍

[throwingideasatthewall]

Clone Wars    Kidnapped

Also, yeah how do you   follow up an episode like that?

    Also isn’t this like the     second kidnapped episode?

Oh

You know we actually needed the levity so that I am completely OK with the saving a   thing plot,

  Gives time to breathe-

Ho-nest,      This place looks pretty     neat,

[Though they still knowingly enabled     Tox be    hav-ior]

This is the equivalent of someone ditch    -ing productivity,      And att      -em       pt       Ing          To     Go     Straight         To     creat-iv-ity        Before      anything’s       set up,]

And I should really be careful   not   to get distracted by the pretty lights,

Wa-     rr    ior-

Well least      tox

  Whe         lp,       In-        Sti        gators       ,    Fe      ck,      -      Oh hey that   war we enabl     -ed

 Whelp

Okay, seriously who is that guy?         (Normally I wouldn’t be so nervous        (but the last few episodes                 Not Krell          The under water                   One)       Introduced a guy of a   random species that we have never heard or seen of    and he died before we ever did,

            So,

             I’m                   a                  Little                Nervous                    ,     (I like different   species,)

His design       seems      nice          ...    Neu       tral.

Yet we won’t assume the amount of   accoun-   tability necessary to     enforce it       Don’t get      me wrong;     I don’t want an  infinity war

  But if you enable, be prepared for the consequences and/or to push it back, (what      ever        You       Left,)         Whenever        it comes for your life,         For the rest of it,  (Or until you snap and       hold it accountable,)

      Pro-tection

Usual spiel    but it works.

You know that would’ve worked really well with overinvolved     positivity,

  Though at this point it’s pretty clear they are going for the clear-cut        Jedi- are      Posit         Ive          Ly         Over-          Involv        e               -d-            (Sith - negative)

  And more so         general   “everyone is a     shithead,”         Kinda         Vibe.

   Which is perfectly fine,

    Why?

   That’s a lot

 [also never mind with the     - warning - or get into lines,]

  Obi-Wan looks really young-er      in the scene for some reason

     -His face

         -it’s too smooth

           - and are his eyes a bit bigger?

  10

  Also yeah they specifically told us not to get involved and that they were going to do it on their own       I-n.       Ia        tiv        e

   But screw that

  “Let’s   escalate the situation!”

   Despite that being literally what the dude       fears and probably        his nightmares

                              [screw respecting other adult’(s) initia     tive]

    I know Dooku is implied to be really feckin tox also

   But talk means nothing

   Dude has to have the actions       Attempt it on himself and decide what to do for        himself,

     He’s decided to enable,          Ain’t nothing       that can be done         about that,

[What    was that look?

   [also did Obi-Wan not ask what happened               down there?]

               Great

                Time for   warfare

                 For the Jedi that can’t take a   “no,”             For an   an   -swer

 Gr      -e         a-t        -       ?       Voice    -act         -ing       -       People        Shield             -               What,          I’ve-         Watch          -ed             The     Watton           Boar         -         Arc-           -      -Battle

   Yeah but it’s      -also      pretty     bullshit          - (when have the separatist ever respected the Gen       eva convention?)

    Rex-        Has a           Feck’in            Point

   I

(Also that doesn’t tell them anything this could be    basic    clankers    when no   in fact they are commando droids              )

Ana       Kin’s         Voice      De-eper?

Com       -man                  do-

       [I have a feeling they’re really trying to contest           the we have no fig           -h-ters)

         Lin                  e-             -             A-g                  ain-

        O-h                           Sir,           Oh,           ,           Also, how?

     But also         ok that            guy,

               Surprisingly,     calm        ly      spoken-

    So this could make a great scene    contrasting Obi- won’s I believe   moral nature,       With another strategist that seems to be believing some kind of     chivalry

   [Also, OH SHIT,   is that where they’re keeping the     pris    oners,

  Whelp

   Anakin is a         dick to        holograms,

Seriously      you could’ve      just turned it off,

     [if you had news       or opinion to share        ?)- 

Ok, where the    fuck?

    [Don’t, get me wrong I know Anakin,         was an ex slave,           Everything else             is new..  .  

 Including his    rage towards it,

      Me,

 Hey, they’re being smart    about this,         -                        Up-   s-   et-

Yes,   thank you,   did I miss     something?

P-ast

Doesn’t     justify any of this     bullshit. .

I     mean,

Literally no one     is smarter   than anyone else

 So       Ana        Kin,      ,      OK but that’s a whole different species     and/or a group - -           this is not “past”    this is I just hate feck     -ing    sl-av        er s              -                       And possibly un-vented            anger at trauma-         -                          Either way pretty damn           va                 -lid                  -                         Dis-              trust                 -              Whe-  

Oka-y         ,          I don’t- 

  Also is that an animal or     sentient?            - A game      I find myself playing           to no         One         ‘s      Cha        -grin-         -,         Oh

    Arro         gan      -c-          e

    Ah- tak        e?          ,            Also he has a    non-evil       pet           -            That’s kinda          cute

       But also kinda sad,            Hint,ing          at the fact              Dude was probably intended to be some kind of   animal      focus        (Someone who works around or just generally likes animals - special             ity)

       Before he went     corrupt

            (Showing some    interest in keeping them out of the battlefield,                    And                  Fond-ness)

       Or this could just be a short han     d-e        d symbolism                 For              slavery          and   grooming          -          Both    -work           -             Do        -Tell           -          [oh yeah         dude totally gave away his plan,]

     Despite Obi-Wan almost clearly not being          in earshot

     Nice interaction         * introduction

   Also     ,doesn’t he         already know,            Holo-gra       -m    -         Formal     in-         tro         duc-          tions            -                Are           Nice,             -              Er-

    Seriously what is up with         these two            people?

     Also why did dude           growl?

    For people that look like cats      they sure act like dogs              (Bor- d       -er)        (Nothing wrong with that-        just-         curious-             “      -i

    How?

    Also they’re just really shout-ing their      plans out here      aren’t they?

    S-u        -rr          en-          der-            -           Obi- won    still playing        along..     ——           W-help            -           He       gave        him            a         chance             -         Whelp-

    O-k

  Honestly he’s acting pretty calm and      diff-erent-ly characterized,             The Kenobi we know wouldn’t raise             a hand to help even himself                   (In ani.)             Also            I’m surprised Aniken hasn’t stumbled across anything by           now,

       Thought that would be the        crutch            of the narr-ative tension in the          office,

       But          Aight           ,         Calling the chips early is completely fine I will never have an issue with chara-     ter     -(s-     acting slightly smarter than expected,

Though wish Anakin had shown some kind of      initia-       tive-

 Like the stories telling us that he’s really      pumped up   “about      the     whole      slave      thing,”          . . .         But has just found          nada when it comes down to      rescuing the slaves,         Or just finding any hints about this    oper     -ation      in general,

To summarize;     What the heck has Aniken been doing the last minute      and a half             ~              ?            No-thing

[like if everyone had told him to chill due to his       clear aggression     believe he caused some harm      in his rage,

   And sent         Ahsoka         in-stead

         That would make a lot    more sense,

  [and make up Obi- wan look like less of a              Irrational Dick        By sh(ar-ing) Anakin‘s backstory         without any permission       or reason,

    While there    he might have to explain to       Ahsoka    why he’s sending her      and not Anakin,]

  Just-        Writer       Th-       ough   -t-         -      Treat-        ment          -    “ You have broken        through my         defenses,”

   Emotionally             or            ...      physically?             . .           Never           mind-

        Would’ve              been nice      if someone actually took him up on that          offer               -              (Like some villain(/enabler) is like you know what my job sucks,    my boss sucks, I could really use an       nap...

    Sure]     ..     They were just standing there          ...      doing nothing,

     Like,      Dude literally just said       there were bombs planted all over the city,

  And, no one’s in a ru-sh            to fix that-

       Or use them to find the           kidnapped people..

[I   mean      fair       ...    but      geez.

   Colo      -nists,

     Again,      where are they?            . . .             You supposedly sent Anakin to find       - them but we haven’t seen anything           -               Also yeah the dude is totally going to give up    his only bargaining     chip         . . .           After being          out gunn        -ed-            -            Well             -           Also you have one button that only activate(s     one mine?

          Like did you, set that up just for the purpose of    in-timi     dating people

   Also congrats    you likely threw away    your only bargaining chip                 -      because from his point of view     the explosion already went off-                        -       And he doesn’t know that you had one     specific button just for that      one mine-             -      (Like it   doesn’t sound that loud but he could’ve gotten     hear-ing probl-em (s-) from the      near- by      explosions,     )

  We-         ll-

   “Col-on-ists,”

  Oh     good thing you told him after you destroy-ed the       thing-

   And he didn’t go into attack mode and you have a light saber press-ed to your throat-

   dumb

I’m sorry but that’s just so adorable

   Look         at            it;

   Man like(s soft squishy things and    he doesn’t seem to be      hurt          ing-           -it,

      Like,           How               ?

        Also, did       no one check               for               that               shit?

Like,      No-

Me-      dic

 Wh-       el        p-

  Bo-

 Several people      -just died           And he         comforts the    robot.. .

   Dick

Also, Maybe       It’s be       cause         Cody         is     Obi-Wan’s        Gen.       (Generation          or      General)            Doesn’t     make much         of a        dif-ference?            -         That          this        flies?      (I mean I can        understand him not giving       too much of a heck,       Due to this being a war      caused by this guys’             Gen,         But     seriously,)

     Also yeah            kinda          ,dick             ,          Screw         medical     attention,

      Well,

     That’s a lot of faith          for a whole              lot a          nothing,

     Also let’s go do the thing       we were supposed to be doing            this entire time,

   (I think)

  My brain started going numb and I half paid    attention            -         Oh, wait 

now we’re getting into the back      story?

 After they’re on the planet

  Without any       pre-emption?

 -Er

My brain      cells      are    asleep,        -        Al        -ive         -           Seriously, what is up with the   -bird     thing,

   (I really hope     it factors into his character)

   Or is brought up

  Frust-      trat-      Ion

“Zy,”

  Dude they’re slave traders    I really don’t think     you want to do that          (Just           a       thought)

Also maybe     suggest     trading        him some       exotic animals,

   Dude seems to have a pen      -chant

   And he seems to treat them    re-     lati       vely       well,

   (There   are some in cages but that just seems to be for      transport,                         ) -  no I thought you should ever take animals        out of a pre-         ferr              ed         Safe  climate

       But he could have one set up            abet a smaller one,

        Wha?             (The      voice acting           there           was         weird,)

       Also, really?

    That’s the     competition?

 (Is there ever a tradition..   

    That isn’t fighting?)

  Also, okay,

 but is it like some kind of style of fighting?

     (I swear he you challenges him to sword fighting.)

   Then again Zy-         ger-          Ian-       fighting-

  Dif-ferent rules   could be interesting

   Possibly establish           Obi-Wan                 as                a          well traveled              man,

                   (So long as he isn’t allowed to use his                         feck -in light saber,                             -) (Which     Anakin      hasn’t        been       doing         at all,

 Also lower      ed risks     are nice,

Again, not saying anything about     deactivating em,

Also what the fuck is with that guy’s facial   expressions,

  Like ever since that moment       it has gone     insane,       (As in I can’t for my life     read what they’re trying to express,       And that is the closest     translation;       I can come up with,

Never   mind      -   he’s an asshole      -    Even th-

  Screw         It

  (The       logic         is not on        the high setting           with this one.”

       Any way,              Per-

        That’s

         [do you know how back when I was revie-       wing the movie I thought about how the escalation one from         1 to 10 and the characterization switched on a dime?

               -Not to   insult,

    But this is starting to feel a lot like   that-

 My brain already very checked out at this   point-

Because I     really   don’t    need      it for     this-      -   W-

  Constant      Characteri-zation?!

   What-  

[Excuse me while I sit over here drinking my       ‘wtf just happened,’          juice

   You know      when I was reviewing (Earlier) scenes       like this;           I used to give it somewhat of a pass    saying;              (Some        thing       along           the          lines            of)

       Well people change on a dime,

  Which I’m starting to realize    getting further into this;        Is that you need some kind of sentiment       Or pre-       -empt         To        Connect          Those           Thoughts      -             The           eyes             need              to           narrow                 -               The             body          language            needs              to             change                 -      The     music       (perhaps)        a subtle       change in tone;         -        It can’t change on    that much of a dime        -

            I               don’t               need                   a                  lot;                 Just some kind of indication about what the      feck just happened,     -             Because otherwise it’s just    spaghetti      -         Like I’m sorry     but it’s true-              -      The expressions before were completely unreadable      and down          right-        unhuman,

      There was no word      ,cues to indicate anything

      And the music     which could’ve been a brief    Cue,        Of whether this is supposed to be        abrupt or         instigated,             Well I don’t,     think there is any,   

                        Fix scen;                                    e

                     This guy smirks, possibly chuckling, the bird leaving his           arm-, possibly pre-facing it with, “ well then,  let’s          be-gin,” or a body posture is simply leaning in before     pouncing,

      Telling me    this is part of the plan,

        And that’s Zygrians value a more wild style of fighting with the element of surprise      being      emphasiz       ed-

    Which makes sense considering what seems to be a      hunting         focus,

    With snark following up either confirming or     denying,  

    That as true           (Or          False)

     That his actions were        prec-        edent-        ed         or        not,

      As it stands,  

   There was no      Cue

    And I’m        completely          lost.              . . .           Whel            -p

                           Well that was a bunch of nothing                                                                                  .  .  .                               Which is a shame because it had a lot of good     subjects to focus on, Slavery, the difference between Wild and Order, tam-ing, groom-       Ing,      Cap-       tivity              -         The concept of an invasive species,

     Unfortunately the writing is so inconsistent,      And generally        poor,         That it can’t carry a beat for longer than a few     min-utes

        Well I’ve noticeably praised the attempt to take on a higher intensity material

         That doesn’t give an     excuse for the apparent drop in quality

          Often; i’ve said that            stupid villains are fine

        However       the thing that often irritates me         in those episodes;           Isn’t that the villain’s            Stupid   

          It’s the lack of          self-awareness             (Not in the poking            fun of one’s                 self                 way)

  Is that it isn’t        framed that way,

  (No snark,    very little realistic the consequences without drawing attention to it,        And very little change       except the     villain is now Stupider          Though it attempts to keep the same dramatic tension          and stakes)

   In sum        -mary:

    While I think this episode had a lot of interesting concepts to work with they will unfortunately             Wasted                   By the episode lack of commitment, consistency, and constant characterization,

      Most        notably;

     - Anakin’s resent             -ment                    Of          slavery             (His care of it turns off and on like a light switch and his intensity             varies)

         Functioning less like a Berzerk/.              accountability button                  (Mild               Responsibility)  

               And                 more                  like                   an                excuse            to have him             flip his lid,

             Make                   odd                 facial            expressions,  

             And generally put, shout  put emphasis In a nonsensical bordering on                  inhumane way

                What seems to be a disturbing trend (with the characters       ;)

               Specifically the                  Zygarian                     here

                 And                      Ani             

              -The                 difference               between            wild and tamed;                   Along with a constant theme of slavery,                  It’s paired with the constant imagery                 of animals in cages

             Which would be fine if it was actually presented as an               excessive detail,

             But the focus is put on it and nothing ever seems to come of it

            (Almost as if it’s expected that just by having      it there, the motif comes with it)

             Which no

             Animals in cages and...            What?

             Like, I have an idea         what they’re trying to hint at,

             But until           the story commits;

             “These animals           are very much like you,”

               Then it remains in                        limbo,

 As wasted time          And wasted     emphasis,            -

      The Zy-             Gar            Ian             (s)          backstory;           Note      this works off another point         about captivity,

        Now, from the little bits,  I could get from the conversation;

        The Republic                inter                   fer                  r                   e                  d,                   Note; this seems to be a pretty big deal

   The antagonist      esp          ecially             affec               t-                e-d

           By                  It,

  But we never learn much about it      or him        (How it affected)

    Yeah he re-peats           Some          po-ints;            But it’s never elaborate-         d on

         What exactly       hap-pened to him?

          What exactly       hap-pened with the conflict?

           How?

            To be more                  precise;                     This presents the idea of a rather fas-       cin-        at        ing      conflict about the over- involve-ment of an outside species into              a           Nother’s            Planet          -           And I don’t think it really       utilizes it

       Drop      ping it almost instantly,          For an almost emotion-    less        fi-        gh          t,        Where are dude repeats ‘they were happy,        And generally everything except “I”             (How he was affected)                 Or any authentic emotion

       Just unread         able        inhumane       expressions            . . .       Not much in the way of themes,        motifs,            Or anything of         real        sub-      stance-         -       Sub      Category;           The clones got injured in an            attack;             This is not treated with any sort of        heaviness              -             Or even note             (Nor to the status/            theme of captiv-               ity- or                Sta              Tus                In               The              Empire-)

            Or         represen-tation               of             order,

           (And is quite point blank pointless)

           Not to speak of the ending where the Anakin is         almost point-blank informed                  That the captives are being held on                    Ty-                    Ger                        ia/                        By the Ty-                       ger-ians

                Po-int being;                      This is pretty subst                  antless                          Sn                            -ack,                             That lacks any kind of consis          tence

       - And isn’t.          worth the                watch,

           (With             nothing              set up)

          (Might’ve wanted to go with an                 R2-D2/ (CpO?) episode)                   Work on that tone                first

               Before trying anything serious,                   With that robots scream of absolute terror                  upon its death..