#insense is bad

[megamangx]

DASRK FIC: THE COFFIN OF NEPTUNE AND NEPGEAR

AUTORS NOTE-i do not agree of comdone the themes in this becuse it is dark fiction and notting real life and u should not do things like insense and killings this was reqest from my friend who liked coffin of ashley and andy and wanted neptujnia one.

DARK FIC THE COFFING OF NEPTUNA AND NEPGEAR

it was dark rainy day and neptuna and her sister had moved into dark black goth house "this is where we live now it is just like my chemicle romance" said neptune who was wearing black hoody not like her white one and she die hair blacked "yes you look lovely simster" neptuna said and they kissed and maked out "mmmm i like you sister" said nepgir,

they walked to the basedment and the other cpus nore bert rom ram uni rei rights and compa where there "we are going to use the cult magic to send you to satan" the two sisters laughed and kissed again and cuddled "stop doing insense" nore shouted and they killed her with a evil knif "shut up bitch" said nipgear and she kiss her sister again

"WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS" SCRAMED VERT WITH TEAR s in eyes and they opunched her hard "becuse the dark master showed us h ow good insense and murder was" said neptune and she stabbned cert with the knigfe and kill her and everyone was sceaming and cryed and was fear and was going to die and neptuna and nepger kiss

"how is the dark master" asked compa and they laughed "he comes he is here to drink your soul" said neptune and there was satan runes on flooring anmd magic cirles and ligts ad then AO3 WAS THERE "he is the dark master who using his black energy to turn us to darknass and insense and murder" giggled neogear

"good girls you are daddys favorates now" and he patted them on heads and drinked everyones souls as the cpus where not zombies that had no life enermgy in them anymore any longer "yay daddy ao3 is prod of us" said neptune and they kissed

they went outside and throwed the bodys off the bridge into the water "now we can be together and in lovers and nobtody can ever stoped us" and they kissed and had insense and then ashley and andy showed up "oh you serve master ao3 too" they said and they all went out for drinks but darknass now controled them forever and the city was never the same.

remember readers do not embrace darknass.

the end?

authors note-sorry for dark fic i do n ot wrtite it normal but i gotted requests and it is halloweeen but remember insense and murder is bad here is a picture of sonic the hedgehog to help calm the scarys

[lawyerkin]

hey. tumblr. did you know you can like something and be critical of it? you can enjoy media while recognizing its flaws? you can acknowledge that creators are human people make mistakes and do bad stuff and don't need to forgiven for their actions and still be a fan of what they've created? that is something that is possible. try it

[elkkiel]

it is raining today <3 there's very little wind as well so I can leave my window open to listen to it

[lacefuneral]

totk is a slapstick comedy

[nie7027]

Omg my best friends little sister just contacted me asking me if we could talk some day because she needs help with something and her brother(my best friend) is on a trip and apparently he has told her she could go to me if she needed anything and he wasn't present and OMG THE TRUST 😭😭😭

You don't understand it!

Her little sister is the most precious thing in the world to him!

Likes he's a pretty mellow sweet guy and her sister is the only thing I have ever seen him go fierce in the more than 10 years we have known each other!

I'm so fhhendkdkdn 😭😭😭😭😭

I feel like I'm holding the most fragile thing in the world and he trusts me completely with me

Fuck I sure hope I don't ruin it

[waitmyturtles]

I've Caught Up With Wandee Goodday, and here are some cons and pros (aka, am I ever burnt out on GMMTV)

HELLO. I'm back temporarily from my summer travels (before I travel again!). I was in Thailand! I should have brought a box of chappals to chuck at the GMMTV building for where Wandee Goodday has gone. Anyway, I need to process my thoughts on this show, so here we go. (And I apologize, I have NOT looked at the tag for this show, so I don't know if I'm repeating what other people are saying here.)

PROS

CONS

1) This show had so much brainrot potential! Remember the first, like, four episodes? Potential homophobia in multiple workplaces? Delicious bisexuality? Ace storylines??? Wandee's PUTZ deception and manipulation? Yak going along with it, why?? There was a lot going on here, a lot we could have chewed on.

I've been sitting on my historical review of Golf Tanwarin's The Eclipse for my Old GMMTV Challenge for about two months now because I can't get over how pissed I was that that show took some unnecessary, and frankly insensible, turns in part to showcase the damn center ship of First and Khao. I don't think Golf's WG has taken similar turns specifically to center the GreatInn ship, per se -- I just think the writing got messy and lazy right before WG's midpoint in general, and punched a lot of the excitement I had about the show right before I paused around episode 8.

Wandee Goodday is an EXCELLENT example of how Thailand's hourlong QL dramas could be made INCREDIBLY more impactful, by way of forced editing and clarity, if Thailand could follow Japan's suit by making 10- to 12-episode series with 30-minute episodes.

The Dr. Ter storyline was over before it actually, really ended, in, what episode was that, 9 or 10. It was over! Why drag it out? In Japan, that storyline would have been two episodes, mayyybe three, MAX. Shirasu Jin was barely in Kieta Hatsukoi for an episode before he was banished. Takeda Kouhei barely made it through two episodes of Minato's Laundromat 2 before he went bye bye! We don't need these middling dudes. There was enough happening with Dee and Yak to not need this Ter shit! Sorry, LOVE YOU PODD, but Ter was made irrelevant so early on, and then they actually had to work together on a huge case?! And NOW HE'S CHEESING ON TAEM? Like, no. We don't need this.

2) There's still a lot of confusion and conflict between Dee and Yak by last week's episode 11. Dee's got issues receiving love! This is big.

(By the way. Showing Dee ONE video of his parents cheesing on him as a newborn is NOT THE WAY to explain away future parental neglect as an older child. YIKES.)

I love that Yak wants to invest in Dee, and we do see Dee doing a lot of reciprocating there to Yak, but this parental neglect reveal, along with still not knowing enough about the back story of Dee's parents dying, is out of order and not helpful to me getting enough knowledge about Dee for me to feel a holistic sympathy towards him. This makes me wonder if romance is really Golf Tanwarin's bag: if Golf didn't have to focus so much on the DeeYak/YakDee romance, could we have gotten better emotional representations of these guys, gotten a better picture of WHO THEY ARE, before they got into each other? Maybe? I dunno.

3) Considering that homophobia in systems seems to be a theme that Golf is interested in, why did the show drop Yak's concern about being out vis à vis his boxing career? Showing up at the hospital early on, in front of Ter's people, was already a big risk that wasn't given consideration; and now Dee's gone ahead and put the big pre-match smooch on full display by episode 11! I know Yak's gone full tilt for Dee, but I think we needed to put a bow on Yak's early macro-level concerns about being out for that loop to be closed.

[I feel like I have similar concerns here about 23.5 as well, so I'd like GMMTV to know (REMEMBER BAD BUDDY????) that you can have romance and big social commentary in a show at the same time without sacrificing lovely, intimate moments. Neither 23.5 nor Wandee Goodday needed to scrap heavy emotional moments for social media memeable clickbait.]

TL;DR this show, this script, could have been so good, there was so much there by way of storylines.

ANY FUCKING WAY.

PROS

1)

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS SHOW WENT HERE WITH THOR. THIS IS DISSONANCE, THIS IS CONFUSING! THIS IS MAGNIFICENT.

And the follow-up scene with the FABULOUS Fluke Nattanon. Fucking Thor. He's so good. They're so wasted in this show!

2) Great Sapol and Inn Sarin. There's a con here: the elephant pants do nothing for Great's butt. But otherwise, Great, and Inn as well, are DELIGHTS. THEY ARE GOOD ACTORS. They are wasted on this script. I hope they never work together on a GMMTV show again. If they're ever paired again (which I hope they're NOT, down with the ships), I hope they can get cast in a big ol' queer lakorn, à la JamFilm, and escape the need for the meme moments.

The thing is, about Wandee Goodday, is that if you admit you're into the show FOR THE DUDES, then I get why this show is watchable (AND IT'S WHY I'M FINISHING IT, GODDAMNIT), because the actual intimate moments ARE lovely. They're just not coherent with everything that we should know about these guys by the end of a series, and that makes me sad.

Anyway, this show ends this week, and that's it! I wish GMMTV's shop had had the WG items in stock when I was there in person; fuck these shipping fees, I want the Phadetseuk shirt so bad! If I had known this would be a kind of light and fluffy watch, I would have set my expectations WAAAYYY differently, and I would have likely had a better time watching this. As it stands now, I'm better suited to enjoy the finale, so I'm glad I got these complaints out of my system, and I'll say sayonara to all these dudes in full ogle mode later this week.

[moonshynecybin]

who do you think would deal better with being isekai'd into omegaverse, marc or vale? alternatively which is more compelling

most beautiful ask. in the world. so funny. ummmm i think. vale is maybe more compelling because his issues with it would be. perhaps unsolvable and endlessly complex. guy who is a lil weird about gender, not terribly into the concept of marriage, and is pretty fundamentally adverse to being. shall we say emotionally legible/vulnerable. exposed. and omegaverse as a genre is all about exposure. its all. giving into the base instincts of your body and those same instincts giving you away to the object of your affections. its going into heat and the person youre in love with is the only one available to help you through it. its scenting someone and that being a crystal ball of their emotions and bodily state ESPECIALLY ie how much they want you specifically. its needing someone so bad you are literally insensate. its getting bonded 5ever and ever irrevocably, OFTEN in the heat of an instinctual moment without the relationship negotiation that happens irl. a genre centered around a betrayal of the body/heart to the mind, in many ways

now imagine you didnt actually grow UP in an omegaverse so you have no toolbox to DEAL with all that. sensory input off the SHITS. and. like suddenly and without WARNING now vale can feel in his CHEST exactly how distressed marc marquez is about every one of their interactions. and how much he wants his ass. like truly every part of his hind brain is like jesus christtttttt i should be inside him right tf now im a terrible alpha. and then the higher part of his brain is like what the fuck. what the fuck. i am not responsible for marc, what the fuck. and oh hey theres a bump on my penis i need to ask people about this right the hell now. thats vale. so i see this as a somewhat fraught comedy of sex errors where his ADHD ass is treading horny water trying to learn alpha manners and also. much more complexly. not fall into all of the traditional alpha expectations/roles. that little trap of gender. because at heart vale is a little trickster who loves to buck expectations!!! and maybe his journey here is realizing that he can just be himself comma sex freak. and that leaning into those "alpha" traits doesnt mean he is conforming lmao he can still have his own unique version of his family. learning the norms of a society and what makes sense to him and what still doesnt. sorting through the weeds of it. and that being vulnerable rules sometimes. and that marc loves him. because that last one is kind of hard to ignore now... again because of that emotional and physical vulnerability that comes with the genre... honestly him knowing all of that about marc without having to actually TALK about it may solve some of their problems tbh. like why work through all that verbally when you can sniff them and then fuck them. kind of the omegaverse fantasy in quite a few ways

marc. jeez louise. i think would HATE it more. at first. control freak 9000. maybe has to miss races for heats. suppressants arent legal. experiencing weird omega sexism if we want to go that route OR. my favorite. has been lying to the press about his status since he presented. tiniest 15 yr old youve ever seen: im an alpha ! :3 uh sure bud. sure. i bet. SO actually maybe he falls into a world where hes just been white-knuckling it for the last billion years during race weekends and most of the paddock kind of KNOW (scent blockers only go so far...) but are lowkey afraid to call him on it dlkjdfljldsfd... similar to vale in this scenario, he sort of has to learn how to omega— and when his heat hits during summer break and his ass start leaking in the middle of the spanish equivalent of walmart, he finds a psycho little ziploc bag of sweaty vale shirts under his bed and he genuinely is like girl what the hellllllllllll.... wiggin out. and his next heat he turns up to race with truly NO practice managing it all, so its way more obvious than normal and the farce is growing thinner and vale literally pulls him aside to be like hey are you GOOD ? but in that valentino not that i care about your ass kind of unspeakably divorced way and marc is like woag. bc a pheromone truck just ran him over. eyes glassy face flushed sweaty as hell mouth a little open.... and he opens his mouth to make an excuse and nothing comes... and then obviously they fuck like its the end of the WORLD

and like i DO think marc pulls out of it more cleanly than vale overall, bc something in HIS lizard brain would be deeply soothed by like. excelling at being an omega. getting an A + in being a bottom. doing that for vale, specifically in the context of pushing his body to the absolute LIMIT to do it.... hes locked in. its go time. and then theres the insane possibility of vale putting his mouth on his neck and them getting basically soulbonded forever where they have to have crazy sex every few months ? hes like ummmm okay. i could get used to this for a while lmao

[cherie-doll]

i'm down bad for second chance love or ex to lover trope.. can you do one for ale and/or rudy (like separate i mean) if you're up for it? 😫

WAIT I HAVE SOMETHING SIMILAR TO THIS IN MY DRAFTS THIS WAS THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY TO PULL IT OUT

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Second chance love !1

𐙚 Alejandro...

it ended because you both loved for egotistical reasons it seems and he didn't want to hold you back for his regard only, though it seemed he succumbed to many months of agonizing pain from the exhaustion of obsessing over the history of your relationship

from his dissecting of your moments together he finds he cannot forget that warmth and happiness you brought to him and that is the sole reason why he is now before you, begging for you grant him a second chance again

and you cannot find it in you to be insensible to his attempts at renewing your affection for him, yet you stare doubtingly at him, wondering if what you had could ever be what it was again, it had been a sweet yesterday but was there even a tomorrow?

surely it had been unforgettable, and he so desperately hopes you'll let him in again, his mind spins out of control at night when he's forced to recollect the remnants of you, he cannot go on living with just the memories, his heart yearns for more from you

finding the balance, the right point would be difficult, you're now perched on the brink of an unknown chasm, just needing the smallest inclination to thrust into the depth and chaos below, risking altering your life again, you hope the end is more beautiful this time

𐙚 Rudy...

there is a sort of sadness hanging over him and you can't help but feel pity for him, seeing his saddened and slumped figure as if a gloom or misery of some sort were haunting him, sitting atop his shoulders, weighing him down

it makes you go back to when you told him you wanted to part ways with him for now, it hadn't been anything personal, you had assured him of that, you had simply wanted to find your place among others for the time being

but to him, it was as if he hadn't done enough to keep you interested, he had let you slip by his fingers while he watched idly and he couldn't make that mistake again, by losing you it was as if he had lost all the other lovers in the world, he was now stagnant in the vast open space but with no path to go, he had lost his purpose; the charted course he was to follow

he wrote all of this down; wishing to never lose sight of you ever again, to embrace you for eternity and hold your hand so you won't fly away and break, he's afraid of the uncertain future if you're not in it, and when he slipped this letter in an envelope and handed it to you, you could only stand motionless, speechless as your eyes went over the writing again and again

he could only watch and wait patiently for an answer, at last he seemed as if he could barely contain himself anymore and he pleaded with a single sentence; "even if you don't love me anymore, i still do", to him you're too dear to put in the past, and he'll treat you gently, nothing too brash or brazen, treating this relationship as if it were a house of cards that could fall apart in any moment

[forusomimiya]

This is a more detailed "continuation" of this post ➡️ "PART ONE" So before you read this, read part one to find out how you got here 🤭

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"What a bad girl... after riding my cock and cumming twice she's still waiting impatiently for her second prize.... Come here and use my mouth, bunny" he slides on the bed half lying down while waiting to have you in his mouth.

Damn it. You hadn't even gotten to where he was and already you felt your insides churning again at his words, and your pussy throbbing at the thought of what was to come.

"Rin, don't know if I can hold on for long… 'm still sensitive… "

"It's all right, bunny. Just come and sit here and let me do the rest". You obey and sit as close as you can to his mouth, holding onto your own thighs.

With one look he could have you on your knees in front of him. You didn't know what it was, but there was something about him that made something in you light up. You didn't know if it was the provocative intentions with which he was watching you, or the fact that he knew that with any gesture he could have you eating out of his hand.

Damn you Rintaro Suna.

You slowly move down to his tongue, and even though you are sensitive to the touch, you finally rest on it, familiarising yourself with its warmth.

"Shit Rin… need to move". The bastard looks at you and smiles, approving of your decision.

"It's all yours, use it as you wish".

You start from front to back slowly, enjoying every bit of insensibility that turns into pleasurable pain. Then you stop at his tip and use it to aim directly at your clit until you are completely on the verge of cumming, where you speed up your movements again and use his whole tongue again, making him lick you until he almost reaches your knot. His deep voice, instructing you to move faster, brings you even closer to where you want to be.

"Rintaro… damn I'm so fucking close… so fucking close… just a little more…". The grip on your ass tightens as you moan louder and louder, cursing with each time you feel like you're going to cum. You concentrate on holding on a little longer, on appreciating every movement to the fullest, on his moans, on his gaze, on the way he frowns when he tastes you, and above all, on waiting for an order.

And as if your mind he had read, Suna turns away to speak and with just six words finishes you off.

"Cum in my fuckin' mouth, bunny". All your concentration to avoid cumming slips away when he opens his fucking mouth, and oh, fuck, you can't help what you've been wanting for so long.

"Mmm Riiinn… fuck me, m cumming! I-I'm fucking cumming…" you keep an eye on his tongue, which has now started to wiggle to collect the flow gushing out of you and swallow it before offering you his tongue again.

"Holy shit, you taste so fucking divine…". But you know when it won't shut up, you can never stop.

"Nnngh you bastard… cumming again - fuck… ah-again Rin!"

And like any vicious circle, Suna drinks you and consume you over and over again, because that's what she does best, and you - fucking - know it.

[onefellsloop]

an Aubreyad crossover

‘Upon my word, Stephen,’ said Jack, sitting down heavily in his armchair. ‘I am sorry to see even a privateer in such a bad way. They are filthy ships, as a whole, but it is a wonder that such a squalid wreck of a sloop ever made it past Bermuda.’

‘I hesitate to correct you, my dear, but that was never a sloop. I distinctly noted but a single mast.’

‘What a fellow you are, Stephen: I am sure that you only say these things to rile me. And I have been riled enough by that ruffian, you know. What does he mean by putting to sea with a crew of untrained, undisciplined fishermen, and never exercising his guns? Every man jack of them is quite unprepared for an action.’

‘It is a sad, foolish business, so it is. Would you ever have the rosin about you?’

‘A dreadful list to larboard,’ he continued, as he hunted about the cabin. ‘I should not be surprised if they had sprung a leak, and had not the wit to fother it; I suppose you noticed that they did not stop their pumping the whole time we was aboard. She is in a worse state than the horrible old Leopard ever was, and I have not even the heart to speak of her sails. How did you find your fellow - the cook, was it?’

‘Alas, there was but little I could do for him. He was comatose; insensible; inebriate, forsooth: I doubt he has been wholly sober since he was breeched. I have warned many times - I have petitioned through the fleet - about the deleterious effects of the seaman’s attachment to his rum ration; a monstrous degrading pernicious attachment, harmful to life and to limb. Sure there was a young fellow upon the deck; could not have been more than seventeen years old, and his brain rotted quite away. He would keep babbling on American gold, and the Dear knows there are not two doubloons to rub together between Boston and Charlestown.’

‘Well, one cannot blame a man for thinking about gold; certainly not a privateersman. It is all the poor devils have to hope for. But I tell you, that captain was a rum cove: three months to make Montego Bay, by God! Shall we have the Boccherini?’

‘With all my heart.’

‘Still,’ said Jack, as he lifted his bow, ‘I am happy that we could replace their main truck. I daresay that it is the only really solid piece of the whole outfit. And it is wonderful how an action may bring a crew together, if only there was a miserable little tub about for them to catch.'

'So you have said, joy. Perhaps then, with the blessing, we will have not have seen the last of Barrett’s privateers.'

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(I'm sorry! I know it's the wrong war! I couldn't get it out of my head!)

[reve-de-sang]

i said lestat can you be G-rated amorous with louis for 300 words in the middle of Exclusive as a WAFF flashback and he said no here’s 3K you shouldn’t read in public. thx man.

Lestat lifted up the collar of Louis’s pajama shirt to peek inside.

“What’s this?” he murmured, leaning in to tease sharp teeth against Louis’s collarbone. “Santa left me a present to unwrap?”

Louis had been insensate, but began to stir at the first nip. He groaned.

“Santa didn’t leave you shit,” he mumbled blearily. “Been nothing but bad.”

Lestat undid the first button of Louis’s pajamas. “Then I suppose naughty boys must find their own presents to unwrap.” He licked into the hollow of Louis’s throat, then dragged his lips upward, with teeth.

Louis moaned. “Les…what time’s it. Don’t start anything you can’t finish. She’s gonna be up any second.”

“Oh no, Louis,” Lestat murmured, peeking straight down Louis’s shirt. “It’s three in the afternoon.” He sighed in admiration at the sight. “You know her—even this evening, we have hours.” Lestat had opened the lid of the coffin earlier, and the firelight gave him a tantalizing shadowy view of Louis’s bare chest, a glimpse of his nipples.

“Oh Jesus,” Louis groaned with weak laughter. “Thas so fuckin’ early! The days are so short right now! Please, give me ‘nother hour before you start in on me. I’ll suck you off at four— no, four thirty. Jus’ lemme sleep,” he trailed off, burrowing his face into Lestat’s armpit where Lestat was half propped up on his side, cheek resting on his hand.

Lestat slid a hand up Louis’s thigh, the curve of his ass, all soft with the silk of his pajama pants; he pushed his hand up the back of Louis’s shirt. “What marvelous pajamas. Wherever did you get them?” They were red, with thin white stripes. Lestat had begun having a Pavlovian response to Louis in red pajamas; Louis always seemed to wear them when he was feeling amorous, as if he was still too shy to initiate, and needed to signal.

Lestat had detected the slightest blush to Louis’s cheeks when Lestat had gifted him the crimson pajamas just before dawn.

“From my husband,” Louis grumbled now. “This pervert who wakes up at fuck o’clock to molest me.”

(x)

an unanticipated prelude to this gentle unholy family xmas fic

[tulipe-rose]

Tiny theory that has so many plot holes and possibly makes no sense cuz I'm bored:

We all know the theory of Elise getting her personality from Yosano, and her hair type from Dazai, right? No? Well now you do, so I wanted to add a little part of my own onto it.

Elise is designed to look like a western looking girl, right? Well, I have a feeling that it has something to do with Higuchi, or maybe Higuchi's mother.

My theory is: Mōri knew Higuchi's mother–who could've been potentially a foreigner–on a personal level, might have even loved her, but she was forced into marriage with the some rich man. There was no helping it, so he let her go with grace.

Higuchi's mom dies during child birth (she was giving birth to Higuchi's sister, not Higuchi herself), and her Dad gets assassinated way later, like by the time Higuchi is 12 or even a bit older. That should be concurrent with Mōri's rise to the boss position, when his position is slightly more stable. The guy was a neglectful alcoholic, and was only going to lead the family to ruin. The kids that looked so painfully similar to their mother were suffering, so Mōri wasn't above, or more accurately couldn't help but leave him to rot. He becomes Higuchi's, and her sister's benefactor, gives them a new surname to keep the assassins off their back, and visits sometimes with gifts and makes sure they have all the basic necessities that a kid should have, he even lets them go to school.

He keeps both of them away from the underworld for as long as he could in tribute to their late mother. He was heavily against having Higuchi recruited into the Mafia, but she was so heavily insisting on joining for a reason he cannot stop after she found out he was the boss (read: Akutagawa).

He decided to make her hate the Mafia, to convince her to leave, even if it meant being hard on her. He was possibly trying to convince her, and those around her, that as long as she was a Mafioso, she'd be a target for assassination in an indirect, kind of “I never said that, they just jumped to that conclusion.” way. He was being the bad guy to make sure she was out of the Mafia. He was kind of indirectly convincing her into believing she wasn't suitable, or even useful for and to the Mafia.

I'm pretty sure Asagiri was still figuring out Mōri's character, but something that stuck with me is that Mōri might have a personal grudge against Akutagawa; he might've figured out that he was the reason Higuchi stayed in the Mafia, so he assumed that if Akutagawa was out of the picture in a way Higuchi could never save him, she'll have nothing left in the Mafia, and would decide to leave soon. This could be a secondary explanation, aside from the one we got in the manga, as to why he gave Akutagawa up so easily despite his worth to the Mafia, even going as far as to call him a 'liability'. However, Mōri didn't put Higuchi's determination into account, and Akutagawa ended up surviving.

The 'Mōri dislikes Akutagawa' theory could be debunked if someone brings up the drama CD, but like, pookie. Higuchi was going to take him to take care of his health somewhere either way, so I bet Mōri sent Chūya along with them to make sure that Higuchi doesn't have to be the one to bathe Akutagawa (inner protective father instincts are seeing the light of day, oh crap.). Also I guess Mōri eventually decided to leave Akutagawa to live out the rest of his days for Higuchi's sake, he was going to die anyway, and his reckless streak could serve to quicken that.

I feel like Mōri's treatment towards Higuchi in the manga definitely mellowed out later as Asagiri started to figure Mōri out better, and you can even see Higuchi being one of the first to come to his aid in the cannibalism arc. He would only call someone he trusted enough to see him in such a vulnerable position.

Along with that, just look at how freaking worried she is for him, if my insensible theory has any credibility, she knew this guy as the first decent father figure in her life, she definitely has feelings of attachment towards Mōri.

In wan, their shenanigans are so family coded. In her Mayoi beach card, Mori and Elise were standing behind her (they look like when your extended family turns up for events instead of your actual parents) while she was playing beach volleyball; with the way he looked all he had left was to wear "I'm not a stepdad, I'm the DAD THAT STEPPED UP" shirt istg. Chūya is there to make sure everyone retains their skin's health (except him). He looks happy though so it's alright, a tan would look good on him. Come to think of it, I feel like Chūya is always around whenever Higuchi is there, especially in wan... Could it be that Mōri instructed him to keep a closer eye on Higuchi...? To ensure her safety like some sort of bodyguard (when ironically she is the one who is supposed to be Akutagawa's bodyguard)...? Yk what I should probably stop before I come up with more conspiracy theories. At this rate I will be arrested for brain rotting too hard.

Bonus: Elise drew this, and Higuchi looks the prettiest out of them all, and the only one actually smiling, which could reflect just how much Mōri cares about her deep down. If this theory has any flicker of credibility, then beast would be a wormwhole to try and explore DJDJJDJ.

[real-british-empire]

How to completely fuck over your friends and turn a 5 wound model made mostly for buffing into a fucking powerhouse for your 9th edition crusade.

Step 1: grab an archon with an agoniser and blast pistol (agoniser may be unusual but you’ll see later)

Step 2: Upgrade them to a master archon for splintered genius (it’s ok), a soulhelm for defence and damage reduction

Step 3: pick up the warlord trait soul thirst for a little damage boost and health regen

Step 4: pick flayed skull Kabal for the extra attacks

Step 5: Replace the agoniser with the much better Triptych whip

Step 6: onto the crusade rules, grab proficient predator and lord of toxins battle traits for more damage and a re-roll

Step 7: boost the archon with the soul trap requisition for the attacks and toughness

Step 8: use more requisitions for combat drugs, this time giving the archon either painbringer for a toughness buff or adrenalight for more attacks on charge

Step 9: I have no clue if weapon enhancements can go on relics but if they can, with the triptych whip give it agonite for un-ignorable damage.

Step 10: get the insensate battle scar for half damage (the loss of power from pain is not that bad)

Step 11: pick up the master clone field for an invuln save plus bonus attacks and the mask of the first age because fuck your opponents moral tests

Step 12: pick up a court of the archon because that’s even funnier (sslyth and lhamean are the minimum for the buffs)

Step 13: pick up a croons because those guys can give even more healing

To summarise, your archon will have 6 wounds, -1 to hit, basically a 5+ feel-no-pain, healing from kills (minor bust still healing), 6’s on wounds dealing mortals and 1 re-roll on a hit wound damage or save, unignorable melee damage, halved damage, 4+ invuln after the 2+ fails and 2 attacks on all enemies that attack you, 9 inch movement, choosing moral test results within 6 inches, cannot be hit with ranged attacks, auto-wounds on 6s when hitting, healing (if the cronos can actually kill something), 13 attacks at damage 2 and ap3 on a charge with toughness 4 (5 with combat drugs but only 12 attacks with the toughness boost) and finally 11 leadership.

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DAY 9 - Mind Control

Day 9 - Mind Control

Amir x Reader

Content Warning: Consensual mind control, fantasies of being bred, straight up fucking, dom/sub tones

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You knew Amir had weird powers that allowed him to exert a potent kind of influence on his targets but you didn’t know it was this strong.

Like everything about Amir, what seems beautiful and harmless on the surface is violently dangerous just below where dark depths hide a frightening amount of power.  But of course, you have nothing to fear from him.  Of course, you trust him.  He’s put his neck on the line for you several times and slowly, you’re growing closer to him as he learns to open up to you.

But of course, when you agreed to some horny mind control games you didn’t expect him to exert so much on you… or rather… you didn’t expect it to be SO easy for him.

He simply grabs your chin and levels you with a direct but affectionate stare, the corners of his lips quirking slightly.  You’ve seen him do his mind control trick a few times and just like you expect, you can feel the hazy, magnetic pull start to pick up in strength as Amir injects his will directly into your brainstem.

”Feel good?”

You nod, vision blurring and limbs feeling a little heavy.  Otherwise, however, you note that you do feel fine.  If you didn’t know any better you'd say you were just tired.  But once Amir establishes that link it’s ironclad until he lets go.

And damn him he started slow enough just to give you a false sense of security.

At first, all you could think about is how empty you feel… how bad you need to fill your hole with hot cock with a strength that kind of makes you sweat.  And the most disorienting thing is that while you can still feel that the idea planted in your head isn’t yours, you still feel it with full physical conviction.

An hour passes and Amir’s control has fully taken root.  You’d groveled on your face to be bred for nearly half of it, drunk on images of you stuffed to bloating filled with hot cum, and praised for taking it like you were made to.  After that hour, you’re convinced you were made for it.  Why else would you be babbling insensibly and ardently slamming yourself back on Amir’s dick while you drool and sweat.  Not only is the physical intimacy doing it but Amir’s control has opened the floodgates for every positive neurotransmitter in your brain to flood your whole consciousness with exhilaration and raw joy.  He’s got you bent in half over the bed and you fight the grip he has on your hair not to escape but to fuck back onto him as hard as you can.  You were meant to be full up and every withdrawal has your whole body screaming with the need for him to put it back harder deeper just more more more.

Every time he nails that one little spot inside of you your whole body clenches greedily down on him and the shock of pleasure nearly makes you giggle deliriously.  

You faintly have to hand it to Amir, he’s got a lot of stamina for someone who looks like they prefer to lounge on velvet cushions than exert themselves.  But you can feel his cock swell in you and it sends you into throes.  You need his cum so bad you can’t talk, just moan wetly and grind down on him harder and harder.  Mentally, you’re screaming for him.  Please cum in you, please you need it, you need to be absolutely distended with it so everyone knows, so anyone who looks at you sees a claimed, happy fuckpet doing a good job.

The only downside to these mental plays that Amir so kindly puts on for you is that you still usually remember- in lurid detail- all the deranged horny thoughts he manages to pull from the ether and when you lay next to him, sweaty and exhausted and starting to feel the tinge of embarrassment from post-nut clarity, he simply smirks, kisses your temple, then tells you he’d be happy to broadcast your status as claimed and happy and full of cum if you ever decide on your own that’s something you want.  You feel this justifies hitting him with a pillow.

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Homesick!

I just gotta say I love the pun of this episode’s title; I thought Homesick would allude to it being about Luz missing home, but it was actually a joke on Hooty being sick!

That said, we DID get what would’ve been our first look at Manny, as well as an early version of Camila lore! Turns out she was going to be a nurse, but in the end I think I like veterinarian better. Still, I remember discussing healing back during S1A as a potential track for Luz because of this, so to see that theme be apparent with both parents was cool!

Manny’s face being shrouded also seems to indicate that the dramatic reveal behind him -the illness- was always planned, at least since the pilots. Luz said he drove an ambulance, past tense, which seems like some dark irony given he probably needed one at one point. Remember how some of us theorized after Reaching Out that the Abomaton alarm reminded Luz of an ambulance siren related to her father? Man… On the plus side! We can guess Camila and Manny met through their professions, so we could try applying that to canon as well! Compassion is such a Noceda trait I love it.

Likewise, I appreciate how these two leaked storyboards have Luz and Eda covering for each other! One sticks their neck out because something means a lot for the other, but the other decides it’s not so important they’d sacrifice the one for it… With this episode, Eda doesn’t want Luz to look like a dunce but Luz is honest and can’t bear to see her mentor be mocked either, and is trying to take responsibility for what she feels is HER mistake too! It’s really sweet seeing Eda inadvertently teach Luz the Healing glyph.

Speaking of, it seems we would’ve gotten individual glyphs for all spells, as the fandom once assumed! I guess the show did glyph combos to explain why Luz doesn’t immediately find everything, as well as create a sort of fun system behind Luz having to mix and match things. And we even got to see what we always wanted; Luz making an ENORMOUS glyph around her enemy! Goes to show my speculation that since glyphs rely on the magic around them, they aren’t physically taxing; Something we see brought up with Eda’s own magic.

Caduceia reminded me of an early Hermonculus, being a teacher who didn’t really care much for the actual students and even seemed to enjoy mocking them! She looks like Raine, so much that I wonder if the design was repurposed for them because it was such a nice one! I dig the play on Caduceus, with Snakeslie as a palisman! Snakeslie looks so much like a worm on a string. Given Luz and Caduceia are both healers, it’s neat they have a snake in common, though Caduceia’s seems to allude to her being a snake (liar); Her palisman’s name is literally Snakeslie. Snakes lie. Glad to see Stringbean with the positive rep!

I also love the gag of King calling himself the King of whatever’s convenient, and it was really cute seeing him want to prove his own worth! Because two witches, it’d be easy to feel like he has nothing to offer, which is part of Sense and Insensivity in canon! There’s parallels between the A and B-plots, with Luz and King feeling ineffectual and their owl friend supporting them, only to be helped as well! Eda and Owlbert are linked and hell so are the demon hunters and Caduceia!

The House Demon lore was neat, even if it was stuff we already figured out with canon; House Demons being like hermit crabs, and also rare! Seeing healing magic be used to make someone sick and even control their mucus/phlegm was disgusting yet fascinating! And I was delighted to see the demon hunters again, they’re underrated side characters imo and we even got a crew nickname for another one of them!

I also like the bit of the moral here; That sometimes, it’s not that a student is bad or isn’t trying, sometimes the teacher is failing them. Maybe some people think this generation is raised too soft and coddled, but I think it’s an important reassurance for a lot of kids who struggle and blame themselves for it; I’ve taken teaching classes before, and we were taught to be vigilant with ourselves as potentially inadequate for students. It’s the onus of the teacher to adapt to a kid’s needs after all, and actually care!!!

What an unexpected delight! I never imagined the crew made storyboards for additional episodes and not just the pilot! This one has no voice alas, but it’s better than nothing and I feel storyboards have such a nice charm to themselves as well! I really thought the pilot would be my last episode review, but I keep getting pleasantly surprised and gifted by this show…!

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"can i touch you?"

ironstrange 😇

Originally I was going to make this smutty, but then I got an idea for a Tony & Soul moment and I couldn’t resist. This is not the next story in that series chronologically, just a moment from *handwave* somewhere. Probably just before the last one? Or maybe a couple stories down the line. I don’t know. Figuring out where to put it when I add it to the series is going to be awkward. But anyway. On to the ficlet!

The rest of Tony & Soul can be found here.

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“Can I touch you?”

“My astral form is intangible,” Stephen reminds Tony. He’s “sitting” cross-legged next to his insensate body.

Tony rolls his eyes. “I’m aware. I wasn’t asking for permission, I was asking am I able to touch you, as Soul’s stonekeeper.”

“Oh.” Stephen’s sheepishness is a strange sensation, as communicated by soul. It’s almost itchy. “I’m not sure. You’re welcome to try.”

Tony lifts his hand, then pauses and shoots Soul a query: Is this dangerous? I don’t want to hurt him.

If you do not intend to hurt him, then he will not be hurt, Soul says. 

It’s not quite the level of reassurance Tony wanted, but he figures it’s as good as he’s going to get. Carefully, he reaches out and brushes his fingers over the transparent edges of Stephen’s shape. They pass through on the first attempt, but the space Stephen is occupying feels different. Tony pulls his hand back and tries again, focusing this time on touching.

His fingers come to rest, lightly, on Stephen’s knee. 

It’s not like touching him physically. There’s no texture, no warmth. Instead, the emotional connection strengthens, Stephen’s wonder cascading through him. There’s more, though. Tony closes his eyes, concentrating on the sensation. It’s expansive, and complex, like a tapestry woven out of soul strands— Tony jerks his hand back.

“Something wrong?” Stephen asks.

Tony gives him a shaky smile. “No, no, it’s fine. I just… I think I caught a glimpse of your soul. Wasn’t really prepared for that.”

“Haven’t you seen souls before?”

“Not like this. Apparently, there are levels to it.” Tony runs a hand through his hair. “Maybe something like the difference between seeing a photograph and seeing an MRI. They’re technically both pictures of the same person, but they tell you very different things.” Stephen looks amused, and Tony quirks an eyebrow. “Bad analogy?”

“Not at all,” Stephen says. “Remind me later to tell you about the first time I met The Ancient One. So this was more like a deep scan?”

“Yeah. I think so, anyway. Like I said. Not really prepared for that.”

Stephen looks intrigued. “Let me know when you’re ready.”

Soul doesn’t speak, but Tony can feel how pleased it is at the idea. “I’ll give it some thought.”