#just 'cause I don't think I had posted this yet

[phonebeenmimiced]

Nightmare

(As the title states, he has a nightmare I had based on a dream where it will get its own post. Also some foreshadowing✨️)

Peeps: @myluckymoon @star-seeking-stray @aredeemantagonist @tilskkarishma @yumereblogs

February 18, 2025.

No. Not this again.

A 32 year old man has been reported for cause of death 53 government agents, at the port on a Tuesday afternoon, 1:30pm. Reporters say the suspect was wearing a dark cloak and a hood during the time of the incident. While his face remains unknown, the damage he caused isn't. It's reported that the suspect used explosives during the incident, costing at least 15 thousand in property damage. Some people say that this was a active terrorist attack. Detectives are still on the case and hunt about this man.

It wasn't meant to turn out this way. I wanted to be left alone, but they were after me. I was protecting myself! I'm already dead to them, there's no need to hunt me down! I didn't do anything this time, I swear!

Updated report states that the Armed Detective Agency is taking on the case-

DAMN IT! This is bad, real bad. 53 armed ordinary soldiers I can solo in a fight with ease. The Armed Detective Agency on the other hand, oh I'm so fucken screwed. I have to flee. I don't think I can stand a chance to win against them. I have to flee-

The suspect has been caught on February 22, at 10pm. Attempting to flee from Japan via boat. The suspect was former soldier and terrorist, André Gide. We have report that he will not be given a fair trial due to his record and will be contained in a underground facility.

I can't move. My eyes snapped open, my breathing been hitched, breathing heavily and rapidly as my heart rate skyrockets. I can barley see a thing, everything feels like a blur. Like a drug. All I can hear is the rapid beating of the heart monitor. The sound of doctors shuffling around and murmuring, but I can't see any of them. I can't move.

Even if I tried, this invisible force is holding me down. My arms feel weak, my legs are numb, I can't escape this one. Not even my own ability can save me. The inevitable is arriving.

For once fear sweeps back into my life, shaking my body and overloading my brain with questions and thoughts. I'm scared and I can't do anything about it. I want this all to stop. I want it to stop. I can't handle this.

Cold, scared, hopeless, that's all I can feel right now. They took my clothes, my identity, my reputation, my pride. All of it ripped away and burned. Unrepairable to ever build again.

Just let me die. They could have killed me, all I wanted was death, but they gave me something worse than death. Something much more cruel.

It like a scene from a sci fi movie. The sound of the shuffling got quicker and more chaotic. Wires were being wrapped around my arms and torso. Some sort of plastic pipe being shoved down my throat, along with a oxygen mask strapped to my face.

One moment I'm laying on some operating table, the next moment I'm stuck in some tube, water or some sort of liquid slowly rising from my feet. It slowly got higher, reaching my ankles to my waist, then to neck point before I'm fully submerged in the cold liquid. At first all I could feel was panic. I can't tell if this is truly death or not. I felt lost and confused.

Until a beam of drowsiness hits me. My body going limped and my eyes becoming heavy. Starting to float in the tube while slumber takes me captive.

This is the end for me. Or so my nightmare would say as I snap awake in my own bed. At first I uses to be very scared of this dream. Waking up and breathing heavily. It scared me before, but with how frequent it's becoming, I can't help but feel a little numb to it.

Was this really a nightmare or a prophecy yet to happen?

[this-hopeless-war]

i haven't been online so here's some headcanons idk if i've posted before im eepy

(tw talking about sh, kinda dark so don't read if that's triggering, that part will be at the end and separated so you can easily skip it)

Ace fucking loves snow

Dallas has shitty vision but he doesn't want nor can he afford glasses (and let's be honest, he'd break em within a day)

When Pony turned 15 Soda started teaching him about cars and etc, when pony was 16 he got a job at the DX 

Due to them working together Pony started to like Steve more

Darry hates when it rains because it means he can't do his roofing gig and he'll come home stressed/grumpy over missing a day of his paycheck

Dally can go a scary long time without sleep, he'll be up for 2 days straight and still be socializing and shit

Dally and Two-Bit once had a drinking contest that didn't end well for anyone involved 

Two-Bit took high school drama (thinking about this is genuinely how I get through the day at school)

During the week Pony was gone, Soda vented to Steve a lot, they honestly grew a lot closer

The first time he was alone after Pony and Johnny got back, Steve cried from relief

⬇️warning here's where talk of sh starts (also added some resources at the end if you read them then feel distress😨)

Steve has had issues with sh (OUGH I love him)

And because of it being in an environment where mental health isn't really talked about at all or very understood, he doesn't really know that sh is, like, an actual thing, he just considers it a way to take out emotion when fighting isn't doing it

And no one ever really acknowledged it (they can see scars on his arm)

Though i'm toying around with headcanons for a bit in my head where (TW) he relapses at the back of the DX after a REALLY bad night where his dad said and did some not-so-handy-dandy things and Soda walks in (Spoiler alert: Steve gets a hug and cries but Soda doesn't cause he thinks he should be tough abt it or something, when he gets home he does though)

After that Steve is at the Curtis's even more and Soda even goes over to the Randle's a couple times cause when Steve is feeling really horrible he calls him up

I also have vague ideas for a bit with Evie

Where she, like, does smt abt it cause she's worried and he's always dodged questions

not 100% sure how it'll work yet though

This is a post of a list of hotlines for the USA, if you found this triggering or are in distress in general please message/call one

⬆️There are help lines everywhere, please done hesitate to search up the numbers for your country and call/text them

And here's just some websites or apps that can help you in times of distress

Have a handy dandy day!

[has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong]

It had been a long day in Chaldea. Walking excitedly through the halls, Ritsuka Fujimaru had thanked their lucky stars for not being apprehended by as many servants as usual. What with them plaintively crying for master's love and affection, though the antics were fun at first- even the likes of Ritsuka Fujimaru had a limit sometimes.

'Why can't Red Hare squish his tits against me too? Why is it only the hot ladies who do so??' Whilst pondering whether she could win the horse's affections with some extra carrots or so, fearsome red eyes marked themselves upon the ironed material of her back; metaphorically rendering her naked before the all-seeing eyes of the king.

It was none other than Caster Gilgamesh himself, staring hotly at the young mage. Prowling towards her with all the intensity of a lion, his face flushed with a rich red hue- was he drunk?

"....King Gilgamesh." Ritsuka started, throat thick with anticipation. "What is it? I knooow I've been behind on feeding you levelling materials, but-"

A golden-plated hand suddenly clattered against her shoulder, Gilgamesh's eyes twinkling with.... what seemed to be desire, his breaths exceedingly heavy.

"Er Gilgamesh, what's going on exactly-" He was breathing heavier than Raikou's breaths would be like within a bone-crushing hug. "Er... Gilgamesh-"

"RITSUKA FUJIMARU!" He declared at once, thrusting the mage within his skinny, yet powerful arms. "Come to Uruk. Embrace your new standing as my QUEEN!!!!" Gilgamesh all but declared, pressing his lips amorously against Ritsuka's bright orange hair. "Fill me with your essence at once, I beseech of you! This king starves without your wondrous touch- I... I desire you!!!!!!! FALL INTO MY ARMS!!"

Ritsuka could only blink in response, bewildered by Gilgamesh's sudden change in demeanour. 'Don't tell me that he actually drunk the LOVE POTION CE or something.' As a king whose curiosity couldn't even stop him from indulging within potions of youth, and explosive red buttons- it wouldn't be surprising if Gilgamesh had dosed up on something strange.

But then with how his red eyes were blazing with lust, chest pooling with warm sweat, as his lips had yet to part from Ritsuka's crown- alerted them of something otherwise.

'Wha- what... Though I do like a little skin contact... He's the last kind of character to be displaying his affections so openly...' What had happened to that ridiculous blush? Those fearsome words?

The Gilgamesh stood before her was nothing but an IMPOSTER.

"I think I'm good. Though I guess I'll never let you live this down... heheee... The mighty Gilgamesh, acting so frivolously... It's a novel sight!!" Chuckling to herself, Ritsuka's words aimed to pierce Gilgamesh directly in the heart, however; it caused the opposite effect instead, Caster Gilgamesh swooping her majestically within his arms.

"Such teasing words... I assume this is proof of our mutual attraction, my dearest mongrel."

"Ah? Huh???" The image of her beloved horse flashed within her mind, Ritsuka's hands flailing nervously at the misunderstanding. "N-No, I just found it funny that you were being so honest for once-?!!"

Now Gilgamesh's luxurious was perched right against her ears, breaths as desperate as a goat craving minerals. "Ohoho, Ritsuka.... I can be very sincere in my persuasions if need be. Let me show you the true depths of my love, let us consummate such burning desires post haste!!! TO MY ROOM!!"

'What the actual hell...' Now that was strange.

After suffering an eternity of Gilgamesh's romantic proclamations, Ritsuka finally managed to wrangle herself from Gilgamesh's iron-like grip (how did such a bowstring of a man pack such powerful strength and abs?).

Finally embarking upon the cool, relaxing doors of her private quarters, Ritsuka's back sagged with relief- only then for a dorito-shaped face and piercing gray eyes to regard her back.

"S-Saito?!" Now that was even weirder- usually the likes of Serenity and Kiyohime would be horrifying figures to encounter within her safe space- yet this time, the samurai had intruded instead; seated comfortably upon her bed. "What are you even doing-"

"Ritsuka, my beloved second wakizashi. I was a cop, see? I know my way around things such as locked doors."

"Erm... Okay." Was all that Ritsuka could say- until she noticed that her doujin pile has a solitary magazine that was out of place, face blanching in horror at the possibility of Saito reading her adult magazines. "Saito... You didn't snoop around here too, did you?"

"Just another benefit of being a member of the shinsengumi. I'm so skilled that you'll never know what I touched.'

'Okay... Very creepy... The actual fuck?!!!' Ritsuka did NOT anticipate having Saito Hajime's writing take such a creepy turn. "Well!! If you touch my things incorrectly, that can be rough on trust okay? So, at least ask before entering next time!!"

"Oh, Master. Master, master, master. I know that you want to escape Chaldea deep down." Saito shook his head, face marred with sorrow.

'Where the FUCK is this coming from???' Baffled, all Ritsuka could do was STARE as Saitou tucked her chin under his long fingers, staring right through her soul. "Saito- How did you even figure that out?"

"I'm always watching you. Always keeping an eye out for my little master. I wouldn't be a good servant otherwise, would I? Besides, you're my special little thing, after all."

'Bruh.' Ritsuka's eyes fluttered incomprehensibly for minutes, brain blank. "That's helpful, but-"

"What has Red Hare got that I haven't?" Saito's breaths were quiet, yet his gaze was boring holes into Ritsuka's chest, her heart yammering at an unbelievably fast rate.

"RED HARE?" Ritsuka spluttered, eyes wide. "What's he got to do with it?"

"Is it his horse c*ck?!" Saito's gaze was forlorn. "Sure, I can't match that, but I'm very talented with the sword, if you know what I mean." Leather arms wrapped Ritsuka into a steady hold, his gaze enquiring. "Tell me... Ritsuka."

"I can offer you all that he's got and more. Don't think that you can escape me, Master. I'll always be close by."

'UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKK' Ritsuka's back was now pooling with oodles of sweat, her face filled with an embarrassed red wildfire of a blush.

"N-No, Saito- I'm good- I promise you, everything's okay- Mmph!" Now Saito had lightly pressed a finger to Ritsuka's lips, the sheer OUT OF CHARACTER-NESS of his personality stunning her into a frozen stupor.

"Master.... Chaldea's been so unfair to ya. Putting so much pressure on such a young person's shoulders." His statements were true, but was that REALLY an excuse to be pressing so closely to her? "Let me handle everything. I'll do anything you ask. Just say my name, and I'll get you out-"

"HAHAHA! OOPS I'M SORRY!!! I THINK I NEED TO ER... Go use the SUMMONING STUFF... AHAH! FOR AN EVENT!!" Lies rapidly spilt from Ritsuka's mouth at such an intense approach, craning away from Saito's pooling desire. "I er... Gotta eat the bricks! As they say!!!"

Before Saito could even utter another word, Ritsuka Fujimaru had fled, her entire self burning red.

'IS SOMETHING IN THE WATER TODAY???' Usually the ladies would be the one propositioning and bombarding her with their extreme affections- but now things had changed?! After surviving two encounters within a day, Ritsuka was horrified at the prospect of experiencing anymore.

As Ritsuka hurried down the halls, heart pumping with adrenaline- she failed to take notice of all the male servants fawning around her, eager to approach her; yearning to hold her, to embrace and pelter her with their own unique brands of affection-

But that would be a tale for another time.

'It's okay, calm down, calm down- We've got this- OOF!' So distracted was she by thoughts of the day that Ritsuka failed to swerve away from an approaching servant, the two of them clashing headfirst. "W-WHA!! I'm so sorry, I just missed the way and I-"

Before Ritsuka could even stutter out an apology, two strong, gloved hands reassured her by grabbing her within a safe hold, the servant's grip both soothing and secure all at once.

"Master. Your safety has been assured with my hands. I am most relieved." It was none other than Sigurd, his glasses twinkling like the sunlight.

"Ah, Sigurd! Thank you." Ritsuka audibly breathed a sigh of relief at the visitor, grateful to be in his hold. 'Phew...' Sigurd was one of the taken servants. With a wife like Byrnhild, he seemed very unlikely to be unafflicted by the very same curse as Gilgamesh and Saito-

A cute splash of pink grazed Sigurd's features regardless, awkwardly shuffling his glasses with his hand. "For you, Master... I'd endure any pain, any collisions that you wish for."

'Oh.' Fuck. "Haha, there's no need, Sigurd! You do great enough as my servant already. Hahahaha!!" There was no way... No way that Sigurd had been afflicted with the waifu disorder as well, right?!

'No way. This is Sigurd we're talking about here.' The man was as steadfast as a iron wall. 'There's no way he'd fall, too.'

"Well, about that... My Master. I would like to become more than just your loyal servant."

"Ehehe... What???" Ritsuka's laughter whittled out from that, her golden eyes wide with surprise. "What do you mean? I also... See you as an ally and a friend, you know!"

"Yes, but... I am so overjoyed whenever you pour your all into me. I want to pour every fibre of my being back into you as well. To perform even more tasks in your honor, and protect you with this very demonic blade... Nothing would bring me greater joy than being by your side."

"HUH!!!" Ritsuka could only screech in reply, speechless at Sigurd's rampant blushing, gobsmacked by the way he was nervously scratching his chin- yet his gaze was unwavering from Ritsuka's own, practically laying down his life for her. "I.... I mean, thank you- But I- Well, but you have you know... A wife...? Maybe you shouldn't proposition-"

"I HAVE TWO HANDS!!!" Sigurd all but declared, gripping Ritsuka's hands within his own. "It would be my utmost privilege to sacrifice this body upon the whims of not one, but two of my most worthy allies."

"A-ah, Sigurd.... Erm..." Utterly swept away by his soothing grip, Ritsuka's face is awash with confused feelings. "Erm... That's nice, but..."

"I understand. Cue the sad Megane Kiran." A drooping laser beam slipped from his eyes, shaped much like tears. "I am a very patient man, Master. I can wait as long as you possibly need to formulate a response to my offer. But always know...."

Wrapping Ritsuka within his arms, Sigurd was like something out of a cheesy romance novel.

"That you will always be held dear within my heart."

Whatever was in the water may not have been so bad, after all...

'Okay, who am I kidding here. This is absolutely WILD!!!! I'm not sure whether I'm LIVING FOR IT or LOATHING IT!!' Being hotly desired by the men of Chaldea certainly made for a new experience.

[numberonetacostan]

Thinking about the characters who are still in MeAfterlife (Some of them have canonically seen people they were friends with die too)

Also that 4s can't even attempt the red line game because it would, at best, cause him to take back over the body.

Hi there!!!^^ Welcome, and thank you for your submission!!!!!! X] Strap in because you've given me THOUGHTS.

So we're gonna focus on 4S here because it makes my heart go pitter patter that he never attempts the red line game. He has been inside MeLife for a decade or so, almost completely alone before everyone linked to MeLife got deleted, (since it's not as though Mephone just went around deleting people he made, yeah? We don't know if he ever ended up meeting Box, but I hope they did meet.) and he never tried it. He never regretted giving his life up for Mephone4's. It doesn't get more the brothers of all time than, guys, idk what to tell you.

Onto the THOUGHTS. And by that I mean an entire AU has spawned. Gold star for you, anon!! Okay, please consider Taco and 4S interactions pls. Yeah big surprise my THOUGHTS are about Taco. Anyways, consider her not being revived post-Truth or Flare and meeting 4S inside of MeLife, yeah? One ex-villain who redeemed himself with his last act and one villain who believed she could never be redeemed and played her act until the bitter end. I'm cooking people. So, to clarify real quick, Mepad would absolutely not let this happen if Truth or Flare played out as it did in canon, so there would have to be a little tweaking here, but it's not too tough actually. Taco just doesn't turn him on. She can teleport without him being on, he himself says she didn't need to activate his consciousness to get the files for the challenge, so she just. Doesn't. Even in canon I think she does it in a, erm, moment of weakness in a sense, with her missing Mic's company and deciding to turn him on for someone to talk to. In this version she simply wouldn't let herself do that and shake off the notion of doing such a thing, continuing to stubbornly ignore her feelings. She does Truth or Flare with Mepad's body as her hostage rather than just himself, dies, and isn't revived. Mepad would be powered back on and get the details on what happened from Mephone4, who would conveniently not mention that Taco died. Being more caught up in the challenge/elimination/making sure Mepad is okay/the next elimination, the contestants wouldn't think about her revival until later, in which they could safety assume Mephone has already revived her while they weren't around since they have no precedent for him not reviving people at this point.

And then there's Taco. Dead. Wakes up in MeLife and honestly? Not very happy to be waking up at all. Was hoping for a more final death. Believes herself to be incapable of starting over in more ways than one, was kind of hoping to just be done with everything when she'd died. She'd wander around the void for a while, it's still mostly empty at this point so there's not much to see, run into 4S!!!!! And!!!!!!!! We see him having words of wisdom for Knife in the finale, and he could have some for Taco too!!!!!!!!!!! They would not be delivered as... gently as Mepad delivers his, but still!!! They've both been pretty shit!!!!! Hard!!!!! Especially with Pickle, interestingly enough!! I don't have an exact discussion for them to have yet since I came up with this au like 20 minutes ago when I read this ask but hopefully you guys are picking up what I'm putting down!!! They can talk, or Taco can be talked at, since she's still incredibly sad at this point, about redemption and being better and past mistakes and fhueifhuerifhruei. I need them to interact!!!!!!

So, either 4S could revive Taco on his own- he probably knows about the red line game and could throw her all the way over the line if he really wanted to. She is a rather throwable shape, after all. As well, he could probably approve her revival himself, in the way that Mephone had to press "Yes" to revive all the contestants in the finale. It's his hardware, after all. So he could have a nice talk with her and than throw her out back into the world (like that one vine)!!! Or, in the finale when everyone's been deleted, the two of them can meet up with everyone else. I do like this one because they get more time to bond and talk!!! More development for Taco!!!! And more pain for her because leaving MeLife means leaving 4S behind. So they end up finding everyone at the Wall of Them All and Taco finds out that Mephone created them!! She can not catch a break, my angel <3. "...I'm really gonna do it this time, 4S". Anyways. She probably wouldn't want to come back with everyone, honestly. She hasn't gotten to be rejected by Pickle yet, yeah, but she also didn't connect with Mepad and hasn't made up with Mic either. 4S is her only friend, she really doesn't see any reason for her to go back to life. 4S would though!!!! 4S would be pretty adamant on going back, and even if they haven't made up yet, I think Mic would also encourage her to come back!!! Despite their break up, Mic's yearning was still a 7/10 at this point, and either way she doesn't want Taco dead forever, and has been very worried about her especially since hearing about Truth or Flare. The fact that Taco wants to remain dead is also very concerning!!! So she and 4S end up saying their goodbyes and she plays the red line game <3.

I will stop here since this is no longer about your ask. Sorry!!!!! This is fun to think about though!!!! :D

[seredelgi]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Spike/Buffy Summers, Spike & Buffy Summers Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike (BtVS), Rupert Giles, Willow Rosenberg, Xander Harris, Dawn Summers Additional Tags: Blood, Blood Drinking, Vampire Bites, Vampires, Buffy turns into a vampire, Buffy's sired to Spike, Tvd elements, Vampire Turning, Angst Summary:

" Why doesn’t she just hate him? She always did. She doesn’t recall warm feelings of any kind spreading anywhere in her body when he looked at her before.

And yet, there she is, struggling to form words, trembling when cold can’t scratch her, thrilling when any other emotion seems long dead.

She simply stares into his eyes, fond of the dark shade they unravel into the shadow. And she asks herself…

What is this?"

 OR/ A re-telling of the episodes of Buffy's death and resurrection, in which she gets turned into a vampire by Spike's blood, and she has to adjust to her new unlife, along with arising new feelings for her sire.

[valiant-portabella-pirkko]

Alright know what here's a little Guild Wars 2 reblog game for everybody; what mounts (if any) do your characters have in their canon, do they have names? Personalities? How'd they meet??

Spill it all below, tell me about all your creatures!!

[smile-files]

i continue to find ii3 baffling. why did they make it (this isn't to hate on the season, i'm genuinely curious)

[acourtofquestions]

Dont be angry, Finnula said. Be smart.

[mothbaaalls]

there should really be like. a peer support network for people who work/volunteer in animal rescue and care. because good god it's needed

[dirtytransmasc]

something something, Asha growing up in a world that demands her to be tough and fierce and angry to survive. something something, Asha not knowing how to be gentle. something something, Asha wanting to be gentle with her brother, knowing he needs her to be gentle, but just not knowing to do that. something something, Asha only knowing how to "tough love" her brother, only knowing how to command and force. something something, Asha wanting to fix her brother and not knowing how to do that and that very fact scares her to death. something something, Asha having to look at her little brother, knowing she failed him, only to know she's still failing him now, she still can't help him, she's still making it worse.

they make me feel ill. I will never stop thinking about them. they plauge me.

[i-am-just-a-skeleton]

Okay, to start off this is a vent post involving transphobia, mainly my own internalised transphobia, so if you'd like to avoid reading that I'd suggest skipping off now. Anyway. for anyone still here I apologise for the incoherence I just need to get this all out of my head a bit. The main thing is my dad. He's not... actively transphobic, I guess, but he is the main source of my current anxieties on this subject. Which are: I think I should detransition. I don't want to, but maybe I should. I can't tell if I want or not anymore because, maybe that will solve all this. It doesn't have to be an issue. If I was a cis guy, it wouldn't have to be an issue (or maybe it would, because I do like crossdressing and maybe I'm not entirely a guy anywa so I might still be trans anyway but anyway that doesn't matter because it's impossible), but we can't have that, so maybe it doesn't have to be anyway. If I detransition, and everything's fine, then we don't have to do anything and it all works out. And if I do feel utterly terrible then I can just go back as normal and everything will be fine. It's the logical approach to take, and it will solve all of this one way or another. Anyway. That's what it's all boiled down to, there are so many other things that play into this and I really ought to focus on untangling them all, probably. A lot of it comes from my dad, but a good bit of it's just me as well, like for some reason I have a much harder time accepting myself (and by extension other trans guys/afab trans people) and that's probably internalised mysogyny taking, the "of course everyone wants to be a man, and that's why you don't see this many trans women around now do you?" bit, and I don't really know what my own thoughts on everything are because I have both voices going in my head and all that comes out is just a mess of pain and stress and anxiety and anyway. I think I should detransition, because it seems like the easiest way to make at least a little bit of this go away, whichever way it goes.

[hershelwidget]

every once in a while I remember that Die (and by extension Dime) is technically a TNBC OC and every single time I lose it

like. LOOK at him

When you take into account the fact he IS a pumpkin-man it does make sense but everything else about him?? his ass does NOT fit in with Halloween Town!! he's almost never in dark raggedy clothes or even particularly scary. yeah he's enthusiastic about Halloween and loves the atmosphere but he and his brother Dime look more like they're meant to exist in Christmas Town. and now I think about it that would be an EXCELLENT plot point if I ever wrote stories for the Rebirths and Dime + Die's story could be about them struggling with that thought that even though Jack literally adopted them and did his absolute best to integrate them into the society, they don't quite feel like they're meant to be there.

... ThIS tOok A TuRn-

but I am absolutely gonna make stories for the Rebirths now,, the ask blog will be perfect for that,,, uheuehue

[doubleedgemode]

@followers/whoever reads this: Please feel free to metaphorically wallop me if I say an absurd badly-reasoned take about the series, and also correct me. Thank you

[jellyloveru]

man. time sure does fly huh.

[ozzgin]

Just read your arranged marriage kidnapped by a most post and the humor in the servants always thinking reader is in peril. The same going for monster hubby (He just thinks they're submissive and breedable)

Like none of them realize they are a moster fucker cause they hide it so well. Like just imagining reader be like "oh be gentle with me I'm a dainty maiden" and then giving him the night of his life is hilarious. Or them having dinner and the servants feel bad for them cause monster hubby is eating human meat but their just thinking about other things he can use his tongue on.

Or maybe someone comes to rescue them from the terrible monster finally. But they don't wanna leave and instead fight the knight off. The knight thinks they've been brainwashed or something. Meanwhile the servants think the knight just wasn't good enough to rescue them.

Content: gender neutral reader, monster romance, NSFW! [Part 1] | [More Monsters]

The servants are not blind by any means: they can tell, quite plainly, that their monstrous Lord has a soft spot for you. Not only that, but the beast nearly worships you! They've come up with many theories, the latest one involving witchcraft. Surely you must have some sort of magical trickery under your sleeve in order to subdue their Master. There's no other way around it. All previous humans have been devoured, or have died in a pitiful attempt to escape, terrified to the bone upon gazing at his blasphemous Majesty.

You can't blame them. It's probably better for everyone involved if you omit the fact that your source of witchcraft lies in your...genitals. Well, not just that, of course. Your husband had started to lose hope. His appreciation of humans never came to fruition before your arrival. He was expecting you to cower in fear, not throw yourself at him.

He wondered if you wanted something from him in return, but no one could possibly pretend so flawlessly: the way you clung to him unprompted. The way you hungrily took him in, tears welling in your eyes, refusing to let go until you could feel his load avalanching down your throat. The way you'd trap his hips with your legs, despite being weak and feverish, asking that he doesn't stop yet. If that wasn't proof enough, your whines and moans were loud and clear. To think he could have his own little human, one who isn't repulsed by his monstrous form. He would've been content with mere tolerance, yet someone who begged to be fucked by him? He's been delirious ever since.

He loves everything about you, naturally, but he can't deny the shameless addiction he's now developed towards your body. He'd pound you anywhere and anytime if he could. If he needs to leave for official matters, know that the return will burn in the back of his mind.

"An important date, Sir?" one traveling servant will ask, glancing at all the scribbles in the calendar.

"Indeed", he answers solemnly. It's the times when he can finally fuck you dumb.

While the servants worry about their devilish Master being put under leash, for the other fellow humans the opposite seems to be true. You recall your last "rescuing" attempt distinctly. During one of your evening walks, burly, foreign arms swept you off in an instant. Before you knew it, you were holding onto the armored shoulders of an unknown man, as he made his way out of the traditional garden.

"I'll get you out of here", he promised between heaving breaths.

You stared in confusion. What was he saving you from? A good dicking? No matter how much you explained that you do actually like your newly appointed husband, the hero wouldn't budge.

You ended up just walking back home when the man fell asleep.

"That was quite the long walk", your monster partner remarked, polishing his weapons.

"Oh no, I was kidnapped", you state casually. "Got us some fruits on the way back."

Would it have been better to lie about it? On one hand, you do feel terrible for whoever attempted to retrieve you from the claws of the tyrant. Your husband is very possessive, and you know he'll scorch the Earth until that treacherous pest is gutted and fed to the pigs.

On the other hand...he becomes particularly savage after such incidents. You won't be able to sit properly for the next few weeks, but it's worth it.

Tough luck, you tell yourself, lounging in bed with a satisfied smirk and torn apart hole.

[sonicboomseason3]

a brief recap of what has been going on with the sonic movieverse in the past several months:

paramount has come out in public support of israel

keanu reeves, a man who has publicly rubbed elbows with none other than benjamin netanyahu, reportedly gets cast as shadow for the upcoming third movie

james marsden, the guy who plays tom, got exposed as having written a letter of support for a convicted pedophile

there's fucking??? zionist propaganda in the knuckles series???

kind of connected to the last point but adam pally, the guy who plays wade, is evidently pro-israel too

this is a complete and utter joke.

EDIT AS OF 4/30/24: if people see this version of the post, i'd really appreciate it if you reblog it instead of the other versions, as it's the most updated one with all the information that i want included. thank you :]

you know, it's been a few days since i've made this post, and some of you (not most) are staying determined in defending/justifying/giving the benefit of the doubt to keanu for that photo with netanyahu, whether it's because "it was a decade ago," "him being civil to someone he ran into at a party one time doesn't mean anything," "he's probably just silent because his pr managers won't allow him to speak up," etc. i've made my thoughts on the matter quite clear by directly responding to these people, but at this point, i'm tired of both seeing them in my notes and repeating myself, so take this as my final word on the issue.

i can't help it if you don't think the photo with netanyahu is damning, and i'm done engaging with everyone going out of their way to tell me that. i obviously disagree, especially after finding out that 1. the host of the party, arnon milchan, is a former israeli spy who has a history of developing israel's nuclear program and promoting apartheid in south africa (information that had broken out a few months prior to the party and thus would've been fresh news around the time keanu chose to attend) and 2. keanu has been caught hanging around at least two other weirdos, but if you don't find any of that to be cause for reasonable concern, then there really is nothing else i can say afaik.

with all that said, i'm beginning to realize how strange it is that these people's first instinct when seeing this post is to start debating about keanu's political stances without ever acknowledging any of the other bullet points. you guys realize that this isn't just about him, right? i know tumblr reading comprehension is known for being piss-poor, but like… you realize that i was trying to make a point of how there are MULTIPLE terrible things that have broken out about the people and company involved in the sonic movies, right? and yet, a lot of the people leaping to speak on keanu's behalf in my notes are completely ignoring the parts where i bring up paramount, pally, etc. all in favor of zeroing in on the singular point about keanu and making bad faith assumptions about me for holding him accountable. really makes one wonder where your priorities lie if, in a post that talks about so many other things, me accusing an a-list celebrity with, according to google, a net worth of almost $400 million is where you draw the line and apparently the only thing worth your acknowledgment.

ultimately, what i'm trying to say is that the intention of this post was just to gather up everything that i had been hearing for the past several months and put it all together in one place. there were a bunch of people who didn't know about at least one of the bullet points before seeing this post, and i'm glad that i could help inform them, that was what i was hoping to do! but as for the keanu thing, i've said pretty much all i can say for now, and i don't want to derail the original post even more than i may have already. unless something new comes up, i'm done talking about him.