#legit being moved to TEARS this is so perfect

[422kit]

AHH I LOVE HOW U DRAW MY INTERP OF TOMEDD 🥹🥹🥹🥹 they are everything

t4t eddtom 🐥🐥 -🦭

Content Warning: partial nudity, needles

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since i dont hc edd as trans i thought id draw someone else's version of the boys :3 go follow @422kit if you havent already i love his stuff so much!!!

[anadiasmount]

christmas morning with you - jude bellingham x reader.

quick sum: the anticipated time of year arrives. after sharing a night full of laughters, joy and some nerves, dad! jude surprises his babies as santa on christmas morning. insta au at the end! 🤍🎄

wc: 2.6k | masterlist | jude’s masterlist

psa🗣️: i refuse to believe christmas is legit two days away cause what? but dad! jude once again for us girlies! hope you enjoy 🤍🎄

“i look hideous!” jude yelled, trying to fix the super loose santa costume on him. you cried your eyes out laughing, having to sit on the bed and cross your legs or you would pee from laughter. “no please i’m sorry, i’m sorry, not really but i’ll say it so you won't change,” you wiped your eyes and stood up, walking over to jude who was ready to get out of the costume. 

“it’s supposed to be funny and cheery baby, you said you wanted to do this? surprise zion and esmeralda?” you reminded him, tiptoeing up to fix the santa hat that clearly was to small for his head. “yes but now instead of them being happy they’ll cry, and i don't like to see my babies crying,” jude sighed. 

ever since you had your two little ones, jude was an emotional mess. he would cry just by listening to their small pleads and sniffles to stay when he had away games or international break. jude would tear up at the smallest things zion would do. when he first kicked a small football, to saying his name, even when he spent relentless nights in jude’s arms. looking at zion right now, he looked like baby jude. jude spent so much time that he eventually recognized his small footsteps anywhere around the house. 

esmeralda? she was the spitting image of you but had her daddy's eyes that anyone could say the same. she was almost a year old, and jude would often tear up at the fact she's all grown. he brushed the smallest coils and curls back into pigtails, dressed her into baby pink onesies, and held her in his arms when she slept. esmeralda was a chunky toothy baby, who was a daddy’s girl over anything. 

“they won't cry trust me. they can recognize you from a mile away. plus i think the illusion they have of santa has been pretty positive after they took pictures with him and didn’t cry,” you reassured him, your thumb stroking his cheek watching him smile and relax into your palm. 

“but that’s because they saw the other kids happy, this time santa is in their home,” jude nervously stressed. jude went to sit on the corner of the bed clearly upset now of the idea of surprising the kids. “baby, you're stressing for no reason,” you sat on his lap, a hand resting on one of his shoulders and the other over his chest, “everything will go to plan, they said bye to the elf, and they left cookies and milk. if anything i think this would be the light of their year.”

the elf on the shelf was a new tradition introduced this year. and zion loved it more than anything, the first to wake up to see where it had moved or had done. but it cost small disagreements about where it would go or what it would do between you and jude. while you wanted a sweet and mannered elf, jude wanted to make it seem it was naughty and mischievous. 

after spending an hour tonight to find a place in the house, the two of you settled with the elf placed on top of the fireplace with a bitten cookie. the cookies the four of you made together after coming home from christmas eve dinner, jude holding baby esmeralda as he decorated the cookie, zion eating the frosting instead of using it, esme watching her daddy's every move, while you kept perfecting every cookie and poured milk into a glass. 

“the last thing i want is them a crying mess and forever being traumatized by christmas,” jude recalled leaning up to kiss you. “stop you’re distracting me,” you push back after getting lost into it. “i’m trying to ease your nerves but you have different ideas,” you state. “if you say everything will be fine and no crying babies, than i trust my love, ok?” he smiled wide and then smirked. 

you rolled your eyes at his smirk, and his flimsy hands that made their way up to push the straps of your top down. “so you’ll wear the costume?” you asked in a low voice, he hummed his thumbs drawing small circles on your skin. “good, now change out of it for tomorrow morning,” you smirked and then got up. 

“worst comes to worst, they cry and that’s it, but you're their favorite person so they quickly get over it,” you say fixing the straps that felt loose. “you make it sounds like they prefer me over you,” jude replied after taking the santa costume off, putting a loose white tee over his black boxers. 

“because they do baby,” you stifled a laugh sounding a bit unsure, getting under the covers and checking the baby camera to make sure the babies were okay. “that’s not true y/n. you spend almost all the time with them, even when you work. they love you and me equally,” jude frowned, sitting on your side of the bed where you lay, jude tucking your hair behind your ear. 

“not only are you an amazing mommy to them, but the most wonderful fiance to me. you care for us during the good and bad, not once losing your cool even when you feel like that. they don't have favorites. don't doubt their love because they smile the biggest when you walk into the room. i love you, my sweet girl,” jude rambled, his eyes never leaving yours even when his hand interlocked with yours kissing over your ring finger. 

“i didn't want to cry, jude, but oh my gosh you make that hard with this,” you got up and hugged him, kissing over the small scar on his collarbone, “i love you so much. you’re the greatest gift in my life along with our babies zion and esmy. being able to spend christmas with you after is truly the most thing i’m thankful for, because i wouldn't ask anything more in the world for our family to be together,” you sniffled, hearing jude chuckle and kiss your head. 

“cmon. i know you're tired after moving up and down all day to make christmas eve perfect. which i kept forgetting to thank you by the way,” jude rubbed your back before going over to the other side and laid next to you, bringing you into his chest. “stop making it seem like it did all the work. i wouldn't have done it without your help jude. listening to my idea or making comments where stuff should go, that’s why i got you a gift,” you giggled at when he let out a small gasp in shock. 

“we agreed on no gifts!” 

“i know, i know! but i had to, i promise you will love it, and it’s something that will be a reminder everyday,” you had to force yourself to shut up, knowing you were the type to tell someone about their gifts before the day could come. jude hummed in a “we will see” manner, kissing you a last time before going to sleep. “goodnight santa,” you whispered hearing him laugh. 

“quit it!” 

during the night, the babies joined you in the bed. esmeralda due to being hungry and wanting to be fed, and zion because of a small nightmare he claimed to have. jude was up before any of you, placing a kiss on the babies cheeks and on your forehead. the three of you were heavy sleepers, jude was not, waking up at any small movements or noise. 

jude whispered quietly to wake you up, not waiting any longer to surprise his babies and watch them open their gifts. “y/n? wake up its almost 9am, im gonna go change and wait downstairs okay?” you squinted your eyes and nodded, looking at zion and esmeralda sound asleep, small snores leaving their mouths. “i’m gonna change her diaper and we will be down okay? Make coffee please,” you pleaded with your eyes and pout. 

“okay hurry please!” jude said with anticipation, quickly grabbing the red santa costume and hat. jude waited by the tree, holding two gifts that belonged to the kids, his white beard helping not give his appearance away. jude heard the small scream zion let out saying it was christmas, and his whines to make you hurry up so they could open gifts. 

“zion please be careful! don't run down the stairs or you could get hurt baby,” you scolded but laughed at his cheery mood. esme kicked in your hold, her messy curls everywhere as her face was still slightly puffy after she woke up. zion gasped, and slowly walked forward, “is that santa, mommy?” he asked you with a quiet voice, feeling his small hand hold yours. 

zion came to stand behind your leg slightly timid or scared, as esmeralda gave you curious eyes. jude for a second thought this would take a turn and go the opposite way. zion was like this, if he didnt recognize anyone at first he got shy, but jude knew he was quick to happy and cheery. you seemed to have your way as all of the sudden zion peeked his head and then walked to stand back into his original spot. 

jude held back a laugh, and walked close to where the three of you were. “it is zion, and look he has your presents! go say hi baby, don't be scared,” zion ran over to jude who slightly stumbled back at the sudden push from the smaller three-year-old as he hugged his leg. “i can’t believe you’re here!” zion laughed and jumped up and down excitedly. 

“mommy don't be rude come here and say hi,” the small toddler urged giving you an attempted look of being grumpy. “hi santa,” you said with a laugh sitting on the couch as esmeralda crawled to her brother. “look esmy, that santa! and he's here with our presents,” zion crouched down to say to her. she sat on the floor and pointed at jude with her chubby finger, “dada?, but her brother laughed in denial. 

“no esmy, that santa not dada!” the toddler replied. jude’s heart warmed when he heard his babygirl call for him, but he didn't want to spoil anything, it was going to plan and he wanted it to remain that way. The fear and anxiety leaving his body, being afraid they would cry and get scared. he knew it wasn't the case when zion hugged him again, and couldn't stop smiling.

after zion and esmeralda opened the gifts jude had in his hand, zion kept asking question as to why he was here, how many kids he had visited, if he liked the cookies you guys had, if he the eld you guys had, needed to go back or stay. esmeralda knew it was her daddy, as she immediately crawled into his lap and began to tug on his white beard. jude took the whole santa act seriously, changing his voice to go deeper and instead of laughing he did the infamous “ ho ho ho”. 

zion believed every single second of it, not even noticing it was jude underneath. jude or well santa had to go back, zion pleaded for him not to go, but jude explained he needed to feed the reindeer, and give him them carrots. that the north pole needed santa claus back or the workshop would fail and there would be no christmas. zion hugged santa tight as possible making him promise to come next year. 

jude passed esme to you, giving you a wink before he left through the front door, zion screamed out that he couldnt believe it, that santa was here. he even walked over to the elf and thanked him for making this happen as apparently, it was one of his christmas wishes for santa to visit. 

“daddy! daddy! oh my god, santa was here you missed it!” zion yapped, explaining to jude who had the biggest smile on his face as he heard his little toddler ramble and stutter. esmeralda went back to her daddy as you grabbed you and jude a fresh brew of coffee in the christmas-themed mugs, kissing his lips and greeting him a good morning.

the next hour was spent watching your babies laugh and thank you repeatedly at their gifts, zion continuing to talk about santa being here. you took small pictures and videos to look back at the memory, jude kissing your shoulder from time to time, his brown eyes staring into yours. 

when you saw the time was right, zion and esme playing with his new toys, you walked over to grab both gifts. the presents neatly wrapped in the red wrapping snowman-themed paper with a small card dedicated to jude. when you sat down, jude did the same, bringing your gifts over to you, where you shook your head in disbelief. “i know we said no gifts but i couldn't help myself. i love to spoil you,” he said. 

after you and jude opened every gift, you gave him the final one. jude furrowed his brows, gently unwrapping the gift paper, continuing to eye you. you watched as he opened the red velvet box, and inside was a gold neck with three charms. your baby's heartbeats from your early pregnancy days, and an engraved hearth charm where it was custom themed, your hand writing spelling out ‘jude + y/n’ and your anniversary date where he asked you to be his gf. 

jude inspected every piece, his eyes welling up with tears feeling overjoyed with emotion. “there’s one more,” you reached behind you and grabbed the album of photos, jude letting out a nervous laugh as he began to look and reminisce you early relationship days, finding out you were pregnant, the trip to bahamas, zion and esmy when thet were tiny, and your proposal. jude brought you to his lap, where he wiped the tears away and snuck his head into the crook of youe neck. 

“i can’t thank you enough for this y/n. for this,” he gestured to the necklace and charms, “this” then the album still in his hand, “and for our little family,” jude felt over the moon. feeling speechless after the christmas morning went better than he imagined. He pulled you in closer, feeling more in love by you, a piece of him being complete after the gift you gave him.

“you’ve made this christmas and year so memorable, and im so lucky to have you jude. it’s the least i could do after everything you've done for me and our kiddos. i’m thankful to have met you, and to have person look after us 24/7. i love you so so so much,” you persisted, wiping the tears still present onto his cheeks. 

“i love you more than life itself,” he kissed you, holding your chin as your kiss felt like heaven. your lips made for him to taste and relish, molding perfectly with his. his hand tugged on you hair, not wanting to let go and keep you like this forever. jude had to resist and pulled back feeling breathless, you the same. 

hours later, jude was wearing the gold chain necklace, he had fallen asleep on the couch, baby esmeralda on his chest, while zion slept safe and sound, his head leaning onto his shoulder. he spent hours playing with them, the whole morning filled with laughs and screams from them. Jude had woken up, and went to place each baby in their rooms. 

he looked around for you, and called out for you and stumbled back in pure shock. you leaned on the door frame wearing nothing but a red lingerie set. a lace bra and thong, and thigh garters that were clipped onto the top waistband. he approached you, getting hard immediately, enamored with your body. he wasn't expecting this, but he sure as hell wasn't going to complain as you stood there with innocent eyes and a smirk on your face.

“you could count this as your last present.” 

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judebellingham: feeling the love more than ever this year! happy holidays to everyone, and cheers to the new year! 🤍🎄

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username30: i forget he’s a dad of two sometimes…

user54: YN APPEARANCE. NOBODY MOVE.

camavinga: feliz navidad bro ❤️

↪️ judebellingham: igualmente bro ❤️

vinijr: merry christmas ❤️🎄

↪️ judebellingham: merry christmas vini 🎄

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jobebellingham: do you still have leftovers? will be coming over if you do.

↪️ judebellingham: we do but none for you

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gioreyna: miss you bro ❤️ happy holidays

↪️ judebellingham: happy holidays from my family to yours 🤍

user8238: their baby dressed as santa i cant 😣🥹

username328: i legit cant with them ☹️

username76: merry christmas and happy new year!

[teyamsgrl]

fruit picking ✧ neteyam

THIS FUCKING GIF IS LEGIT MAKING ME CRY RN 😭 LOOK AT HIS SMILE I CANT DO THIS

anywho, here is my first fluffy fic! i normally stick to smut but figured i should throw some fluff (and a lil angst) into the mix so here we are! plus i love neteyam and the thought of him as a perfect mate 🫠

°˖➴ warnings: fem omatikaya reader, pregnant!reader, agedup!neteyam, l-bombs, a little angst, fainting mentions, worried teyam, happy ending dw - yawne: beloved

being three quarters of the way through your pregnancy was crazy to you and neteyam, wondering where the time had went. your stomach had quite the swell and neither of you could wait to meet your little one. despite being very pregnant, you didn't let it hold you back from doing what you loved. you had only taken a pause on your tsahik practices just recently, much to your dismay but mo'at insisted that you take a break from your duties and cherish the last bit of your first pregnancy. you still traveled through the village, picking fruit and even hunting.

today was just like any other day, out for a stroll while neteyam was doing his own duties throughout the day. you came across some fruits, deciding they would be a perfect snack for neteyam's arrival home later on. you pick a few, putting them into a woven basket that kiri had made you. you hummed as you continued on, suddenly feeling a sharp pain shoot through your head. "ah.." you wince at the sensation, placing your free hand upon your forehead. you move to lean against a nearby tree, pain becoming worse by the second. you search your surroundings, noticing that your vision has now become blurry. your eyes begin fluttering, and next thing you know you are seeing black.

"grandmother!" kiri announced as she barged into the tsahik tent, holding you up with the help of lo'ak. "what happened here?" mo'at questions, helping kiri lie your currently unconscious body down onto a woven mat. "go get neteyam" she gestures to lo'ak, urging him out the door. "i just found her in the forest, slumped down against a tree like this, i don't know how long she was like this before i got to her" kiri rambles as she grabs your hand, praying to eywa as her other hand rests atop your baby bump. mo'at collects items before she gets to work on you. neteyam bursts into the tent with lo'ak on his tail, breathing coming to halt when he spots you on the floor, his grandmother moving around you as kiri still remains at your side. "my brother, come" kiri motions for neteyam to take a seat beside her, "kiri, what happened?" he questions frantically, intently watching mo'at's actions. "i don't know, she passed out i guess? i was just walking and saw her like this, looked like she was picking some fruit.." she gestures to the basket that lo'ak had placed near the doorway. "fuck..." he mumbles and pulls on his braids, feeling angry and anxious all at once. "she will be okay, and so will the baby. grandmother is an amazing tsahik.." she hugs him from the side, his eyes filling with tears and dropping onto his crossed legs. "she has to be okay, they both have to be" he whispers, leaning more into his sister's touch. mo'at says one final sentence before leaning back on her knees, hand pressed against your forehead.

as if on cue, you take a sudden sharp breath and shoot up slightly, eyes flickering open. "stay down, my child, relax" mo'at says as she lays you back down onto your back. "yawne!" neteyam exclaims, moving to come into your view. "you're okay, i'm so glad you're okay" he exhales, placing his forehead on yours, some tears dripping onto your cheeks from his own. "i'm here, ma'teyam, don't cry" you move one hand up slowly to wipe away his tears, stroking his cheek after. he smiles softly and pulls away to kiss your forehead, looking to his grandmother, "grandmother, is the baby alright?" your breath hitches as you await an answer, that being your next question as well. "yes, healthy and well, as are you, y/n. your great health allowed your baby to be protected in this moment" she smiles and begins to clean up her items, kiri gives your hand a squeeze before getting up to help her. "both okay..." neteyam whispers, kissing your forehead again. "i don't even really know what happened" you sigh, bringing a hand to rub over your bump, "all of a sudden i got this pain, then everything was blurry... now i'm here" neteyam places his hand on top of yours, nodding as he listens to you. "i'm sure it was scary, luckily kiri stumbled across you" you smile and grab kiri's hand just as she goes to collect the last of mo'at's items, "thank you, kiri. you literally saved my life," you nod down to your stomach "and theirs". she smiles back, "you do not need to thank me, i would do anything for you and the baby". you allow her to grab the items, looking back to neteyam.

"can you help me sit up? i'm feeling a bit more steady" he holds one arm out for you to hold while the other helps you up from your back. you get a better look around the room, spotting your basket of fruit by the doorway. "my fruit!" you giggle, spotting lo'ak against the wall beside it. "lo'ak, did you save my fruit?" he nods and chuckles a bit, "i did, kiri was a bit ahead of me and found you first, then she called for me and demanded i bring the fruit as well", "well thank you, i'm going to enjoy that later after all this" you giggle a bit more and look to neteyam as he shakes his head. "what?! it was mainly for you, by the way" you smile and kiss his cheek. he laughs quietly, "are we okay to head home?", "yes, but be careful for the next few days, stay close to home and rested" you nod and stand up slowly with neteyam right beside you, "thank you, mo'at. you are not only my mate's grandmother and my teacher, but a wonderful tsahik. thank you" she places her hand on your cheek, smiling softly before gesturing you two to head out.

once you arrive home, neteyam hugs you as tightly as he can with your bump in the middle, hands rubbing along your back. "scared me back there, yawne" you nod and hug around his neck, toying with his braids. "i know, i was scared too, when i fainted... had no clue what was going on. and i worried about the baby... first thing i thought of when it all went black, same with when i woke up" you sniffle a bit and nuzzle into his neck. "well you're both healthy and both here, which is what matters most" he whispers as he continues rubbing your back, pure love and relief surrounding your bodies. you nod into his neck, relaxing instantaneously under his touch. "i love you, ma'teyam, thank you for being the best mate and best soon to be dad" you move out of his neck to stare into his eyes, sparkling with adoration, "i love you too, so much.. you're the best mate, honestly, and i know you'll be the best mother" he leans in, lips interlocking with yours in a devoted kiss.

[dark-and-kawaii]

We need something with Zevlor and being too big if you catch my drift 👀

༺ 𝒯𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐻𝒾𝓂 𝒜𝓁𝓁 ༻

Zevlor

Note: bless your soul for sending this in because this made me legit horny when writing this. I love Zevlor so much you guys have no idea!!! I want him so much and I just know his dick is big.

Size Difference - Breeding - Tail Grabbing

You try to bite back a sob as your hands grip his shoulders, "Ngh..." But you fail, unable to contain the sound of your cry. The intensity of it causes Zevlor to freeze, his advances coming to a halt. He looks down at you, his eyes filled with concern and regret.

"I... I never meant for this to cause you harm," he stammers, his voice filled with genuine distress. "We can stop if you're in pain." His attempt at a smile is feeble, and you can see the falseness behind it. Zevlor hates seeing you in pain, and the fact that he's the one causing it now only adds to his anguish.

"N-no!" you protest, your voice quivering. "Zevlor, please don't stop! I-I just need to get used to it, that's all…” You tilt your head to the side, a blush spreading across your features, tears glistening in your eyes. "It’s just that… You're the biggest I've ever had."

He presses his lips to one of your hands on his shoulder, “I don't want to hurt you," he murmurs against your hand, "But if you're sure... if you truly wish for me to continue…” His hands grip your hips tightly, his nails gently digging into your skin as he slowly begins to push forward, inch by agonizing inch, his size stretching you to your limits.

You gasp and arch your back, a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through your body. Zevlor pushes another inch into your tight little cunt, and you sob harder, the tip of his tiefling cock kissing your cervix.

You hastily wrap your legs around him, your toes curling, “Z-Zevlor!” you cry out when he finally bottoms out, the pain in your stomach burgeoning.

Zevlor struggles every time he hears your whimper… Torn between his desire to please you and his concern for your well-being. He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek before whispering with such a soothing voice, "Tell me if it becomes too much. I don't want to push you beyond your limits."

You nod, tears streaming down your face, as you try to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of his size inside you.

Zevlor waits briefly until your sobs subside, before pulling back and pressing into you again. The pain and pleasure returns in full force. Every thrust pushes his cock directly to your cervix, your belly cramping during every knock.

The sensation of being filled so completely overwhelms your senses, and you find yourself craving more of him. "Z-Zevy, m-mo-more..." you gasp, your voice filled with desperate longing.

You swore you could see his face deepen in color as your nickname for him rolled off your tongue as you moaned for him. "A-are you sure?" he grunts, his pace quickening. His claws accidentally dig into your hips and he holds you firmly in place, allowing him to push himself as deep into your body as he can go.

You nod your head, unable to say anything due to being consumed by the feeling of your cunny splitting open for Zevlors cock.

The sound of your moans and his grunts fill the cave, blending with the rhythmic slapping of skin against skin.

Zevlor's thrusts become more forceful, his primal instincts taking over as he drives himself into you. You can feel the heat building within you, the intense pressure coiling in your core. With each thrust, you're pushed closer and closer to the edge.

Your nails dig into his back, leaving dark red marks in their wake, as you surrender yourself to the pleasure. You arch your back, meeting his every movement, your bodies moving in perfect synchrony.

Zevlor's grip on your waist tightens even further, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he nears his own release. You know he’ll try to pull out, will try and paint your stomach white with his milky seed, but you don’t want that. You want his tiefling seed to fill you, to paint your insides white as his seed fights to impregnate you.

The thought of bearing this man’s child has you falling apart, your drool pooling at the corners of your mouth.

"N-need you- Cum inside me," you beg as you blindly reach for his tail. Your hand moving around until you finally find and grab hold of it. Zevlor’s face twists, a sharp hiss emanating from him as you began to glide your thumb over the tip of his tail. His face was so beautiful, tears began to prick at his own eyes, his face deepening even more. "P-please f-fill me up, Zevy, please!!"

He can deny you nothing, never could, especially not when you call him Zevy. He growls against your ear, “I-if that is what you w-wish-ah!” Zevlor coming undone under your touch has your walls squeezing him tightly as you finally cum with a scream. He fucks you through your orgasm, thrusting his cock inside you once, twice, and then the heat of his release is flooding you, his seed spilling directly into your womb. His milky substance spilling out of you and pooling between you.

The warmth of his release causes your eyes to roll back in pure bliss. Your walls squeeze him tightly, milking every last drop of his tiefling seed from him.

With the last few tremors of your orgasm fading away, Zevlor drops his head to the crook of your neck, “For-forgive me if I caused you any harm…” his breathing hot and heavy.

It takes a minute, but before you can say anything you can hear his breathing start to even out as he starts to drift off. A part of you wishes he would stay awake, so the two of you could talk. You know you can't ask him to do that though, you know that Zevlor deserves rest.

Instead, you let him sleep, your arms coiling around him to keep him close to you, his cock still buried inside you. As you lay there, in each other's arms, you can't help but feel at home, content and safe. Your eyes start to flutter closed as well. A soft smile tugs at your lips, as you begin to drift off into sleep.

[bbokicidal]

The way i can see virgin hyunjin and minho both lowkey like ..... bullying (?) Experienced reader? Like kind of guilting her. Minho would do it in a teasing way, mainly to bait her into showing her full devotion to him.. but i can honestly see hyune getting toxic w it 💀❤️‍🔥 like a "i waited for you but you didnt wait for me" kind of thing and him being a clingy miserable mess who needs constant reassurance and holds it over her head (oohhhh the way hyune would go from crying fake tears to tearing her apart in the bedroom ... hard dom jinnie 🤤) delusional hyune beloved

Yeah - I can see that happening.

Feel like I can see Minho teasing you by saying, "You liked other guys before me - how do I know you're not just gonna move on if you don't like my dick when the time comes? Huh?" but he'll be giggling while he says it because to him, it's all good fun. He teases everyone because he's an actual menace -

But Hyunjin,

Keeping the smut aside, I do think he can go a little too far with it. Saying shit like, "Don't know why I bothered getting with someone who couldn't wait because they were desperate." and "You're greedy. You just couldn't wait to do it 'til you found the one person you want to spend your life with."

Which makes you feel fucking awful. (I mean I know I'd feel like shit if someone acted that way towards me.) But in turn, he feels bad too. Sometimes his teasing goes too far and it gets personal for him - which he then takes out on you. And then you cry, you two kiss and make up, and then its a constant repeat of him getting insecure because he's afraid he won't be what you like in the long run.

(But for the smut,,, yes. He's got legit nothing to be insecure of because A) I know he's packing at least 7 inches I've seen it w/ my eyes, and B) He's a BEAST in the bedroom. So yes, he ruins you. and you ruin him. And he's literal perfection. I take no criticism.

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

Hello!! I hope you’re doing okay, this is my first BSD request so I was hoping if I could ask for Kunikida, Dazai. Fukuzawa and Ango with a s/o who is a hopeless romantic! Like they love LOVE if you get what I mean? Their love language is every love language! A s/o who is super affectionate, and has a lot of love in their heart for their partner and their biggest simp!

Thanks so much!! 🥰

Love-o-virus

Headcanon: Love is something expressed, with actions ft Kunikida, Dazai, Fukuzawa , Ango Masterlist Please look at the request rules in masterlist before requesting Hi! tysm for the request, I hope you are doing great as well. This headcanon is so wholesome I hope it aren't that disappointing.

Kunikida:

How do I even start with this man?

You would randomly bargain into the office to hug him. (Dazai be laughing at Kunikida's face)

Now, this man has everything timed and we know how busy he gets, but that doesn't stop him from receiving a hug from you.

You would write letters for this man, and I am pretty sure he has a box full of it at his room just dedicated to the things he receive from you.

He would return home tired and dejected perhaps, thanks to Dazai but your forehead kisses would always bring a smile on his face.

Now its not only you who would be such an affectionate one in the relationship.

He would totally bring breakfast to bed if you ever overslept. (He doesn't impose his schedules on you , he is such a sweetheart)

Who says everything is perfect when scheduled? Your affection for him was the only schedule he never made, and is the only schedule he ever broke.

You would probably be texting this man 'Next time I hug you, I probably won't let go for a long time.' just for him to hurry up and get home so that you can hug him again.

Kunikida is 100/100 rule breaker for you and only you.

Dazai howling at the backstage. *bonks Dazai*

Dazai:

We all can agree he would love this

He thought you were someone who despite romantic moves and affection considering your past conversations with him.

He legit screamed "Y/N GOT LOVE-O-VIRUS" Just because you kissed him more then thrice that day.

This boy loves it when you hug him from behind.

We all know this man might as well as be traumatized and haunted by his past, so you being his lover, suggests forces him to lie down and sleep

What on earth did I think about all the time before you?

Your affections just make him so happy that ADA team gets scared.

"I always wake up smiling. I think it's your fault."

Power couple 10/10>>>>>

"Even though I'm unsure about most things in life, I am certain that I love you, and I will continue to love you forever." Totally can imagine Dazai speaking this to you as you both will be cuddling.

You would just gift this man some perfume and hand knit sweater and the next day his appearance would be so different. Did he really had that long legs???

As much as you worship him, he worships you more. Hope this aren't going yandere next

I don't know if you read Reunion with blood and tears, But like i said, i can totally imagine Dazai receiving headpats makes him feel safe.

I honestly imagine him being touch starved, and with all that trauma he received at such an young age, his S/O being super affectionate gives him comfort and bonus.

Dazai deserves better

He loves whenever he returns home and is welcomed by a warm hug.

You two would often be drinking alcohol by the balcony and your drunken state would tell him how much you love him.

He loves you

<3

Fukuzawa:

He still gets surprise with your sudden interactions

Lets be honest, you will be hugging this man and he would do nothing but return the hug and smile.

You would probably be gifting him a cat someday on his birthday and he would probably be so happy he would return a favor with a kiss and maybe hugs

YOU & CATS>>>>>>> that's his ideology.

THIS RELATIONSHIP>>>>>> its pure fluff

If you ever flirted with this man, in your youth days it would probably be "If loving you was a job, I'd be the most deserving, dedicated, and qualified candidate. In fact, I'd even be willing to work for free!"

He would let you style his hair whatever you feel like it, even if it ruins or ends up knotted. But he loves you so its worth it.

I am pretty sure he would love it whenever he returns home and sees you setting up the table for both of you to eat. I MEAN YOU WAITED FOR THIS MAN TO RETURN HOME DESPITE YOU WERE LOWKEY HUNGRY.

Please he is just lucky to have you.

Your adoptive ADHD child Ranpo along with the rest of ADA team would be dropping off and visiting you on weekends, where you all would play board games minus the yelling in monopoly.

He would probably giving you massages whenever you felt stressful and hug you in a comfortable way.

You both feel safe in each others presence.

You would be scrolling down the street, as your hand intervene his watching the peaceful Yokohama city you protected and preserved.

Ango:

this man is very microwavable.

Blushing 10/10

Your way of affections to him was headpats and nose kisses.

You both work as partners, so its very normal for you to slip your hands into his

Nose kisses>>>>>>

You would be randomly be resting your head on his shoulders whenever you take a mini break and he would always reply you with 'Y/N- we are at work'

You would always pass comments along the line 'You are literally the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life.' only for him to blush.

Please he cant even act serious when you are around him standing so protectively. You are just damn cute for him.

You would be making him Coffee as he overworks, even if it meant to wake up at 1 am and make something for him.

His heart melts every time you do small acts for him.

Making coffee? His clothes fully laundered? You making sure he eats food? Yeah every small thing you do for him makes him feel loved and just bring back all the zoo feelings in his stomach again as a high school teenager.

I lowkey doesn't feel like it was exactly written along the lines of what was requested, but I hope this doesn't disappoints you.

[whenthegoldrays]

ELLY'S TOP TEN K-DRAMAS (with songs to match!)

10. Queen of Tears (2024)

Baek Hyun-woo is relieved to hear that his wife has only three months to live, which will save him the mortification of divorcing her — what he isn’t expecting is to fall back in love with her in those three months. This show gets a little crazy, but the acting is top tier, and the ensemble cast is one of my favorites ever. (Also, the OST is my new most beloved.)

Song for this drama: Don’t Take The Money

9. Extraordinary Attorney Woo (2022)

Woo Young-Woo navigates her career, life changes, and love as a rookie at Hanbada Law Firm and a woman on the autism spectrum. Young-Woo is a darling, and her boy is the greenest flag ever.

Song for this drama: scales

8. Castaway Diva (2023)

After 15 years stranded on a desert island, Seo Mok-ha pursues her dream of becoming a singer while searching for the boy who helped her escape her abusive father. Despite the horrors, this show will make you believe there is good in the world.

Song for this drama: Sweet Chamomile

7. Hometown Cha Cha Cha (2021)

Yoon Hye-jin moves to a seaside town to open a dental clinic and finds the home she always wanted amidst its colorful residents. So funny and the male lead is basically the perfect man.

Song for this drama: Apple Pie

6. Familiar Wife (2018)

A married couple who have fallen out of love get to see each other in a new light after the husband, Ju-hyeok, goes back in time and changes their history. You've never rooted this hard for such an infuriating man.

Song for this drama: No One Knows

5. Marry My Husband (2024)

After being murdered by her husband and best friend, a woman wakes up ten years in the past, months before her wedding, and must fight to prevent her marriage and eventual death from happening again. Swooniest male lead, cutest female friendships, and some of the most legit terrifying villains.

Song for this drama: Funeral

4. Lovely Runner (2024)

Immediately after her idol commits suicide, the devastated Sol is transported back to high school, where she discovers that the two of them used to be neighbors and begins a desperate mission to change the course of his life. Get ready for the most adorable, most pathetic loser of a male lead ever.

Song for this drama: Always Remember Us This Way

3. Crash Landing On You (2019–2020)

After a freak accident lands her in North Korea, Yoon Se-ri must rely on the soldier who saved her life in order to survive, stay hidden, and get back to South Korea. Rips you apart in the best possible way.

Song for this drama: If I Never Knew You

2. Live Up To Your Name (2017)

Renowned acupuncturist Heo Im falls 400 years through time and lands in Seoul, where his life and fate intertwine with cardiac surgeon Choi Yeon Kyung. Beautiful, unmatched chemistry.

Song for this drama: epiphany

1. Twinkling Watermelon (2023)

Ha Eun Gyeol is mysteriously sent back in time, where he meets his parents as teenagers and discovers he didn't know as much about them as he thought he did. Peak family feels, peak soft couple, and peak enemies to lovers.

Song for this drama: Long Live

[justanotherlostgrl]

Okay, ranting about the new PJO episode(im making these up as i go alr)

First off, the percabeth hug? Perfection, loved it, second, Annabeth giving attitude to Ares? Yes, we live that, keep that up sweetie you're doing great, also, in the amusement park, my guy just offered a date to Annabeth without knowing he was doing so???? Yeah, Percy behavior right there.

Annabeth trying to lighten the mood even tho she's terrified of that thing falling on Percy? My percabeth heart can't handle it.

Grover making small talk with Ares? Didn't like that.

Moving on, the Thrill Ride O' Love? STAWP (tho I almost choked on air when I started laughing when What Is Love started playing) Their little angsty talk? Give me more of those, those are amazing. Percy trying to reach for Annabeth underwater but instead realizing another power of his? Loved that.

Grover suspecting something's off with Ares and making him talk? Yes, we love our smart goat boy. All the right stuff he was saying to butter him up.

Back to Percy n Annabeth, that whole argument about the throne? So on character for them. ALSO, the first!!! Seaweed Brain??!!!!! Changing course now, I was legit on tears when Percy sat down but I knew my girl was gonna try something and boy was I right. And her snapping out of her "That's how Gods work and we don't ever question it" mindset is so gratifying to me I can't even begin to explain it, and her standing up for Percy and calling him her friend (fucking finally) and deciding to be her own person and don't follow their stupid rules? I'm invested, give me more. And Hephaestus being sympathetic towards Annabeth because he felt like that too, he's too tired of following Olympus' rules and being the cast out so he understands and him being nice and saying he'll put in good word for Annabeth... Don't touch me I might die.

And we finally got some good ol' sass thrown in for Ares on Percy's part and I'm delighted.

Still, Grover thinking he knows who stole the bolt is something so funny to me

Plus, Lin in the post-credit scenes is something I didn't expect, that one suprised me

So yeah that's pretty much it, loved every second of it

P.S. I've read the books this is just me plastering my thoughts on the show somewhere

[indras-wife]

OMGGGGG BABES HIIIII, I'm so excited to finally read your beautiful creations, please bless us with Indra content, we need so much more content for him!!!

Sooo, I would love to request a scenario of our beautiful savior Indra, of course, and I do have a little specific idea in mind🤠

I would love to see a representation of the night after he wins his eternal battle against Ashura (because we know our man wins, fuck cannon), something like Indra dejected and a bit depressed even though he won because, well, he killed his younger brother, and even if he's crazy, he has feelings.

I think it's the only moment where I can imagine him genuinely vulnerable, ready to collapse into (Y/N's) arms and just… cry, grieve for all that he lost despite winning.

I'm so exciteeeeeeed, love uuuu darling💕💕💕

OMG THANKS FOR SUCH KIND WORDS!!! ✨💖😭Your work is the reason I decided to start my own small blog for our lord and savior Indra. You are legit the blueprint for this blog💖✨

His character is complex, philosophical and just perfect for every interpretation and requests like this definitely help to uncover his hidden characteristics. And YES FUCK CANNON Indra wins for sure. 😤✨

Since this is my first work, I don't know how it turned out(may not be the best for sure) but do feel free to contact me in case you have any suggestions or another request. I am open always for any criticism, love or even hate.

HOPE YOU ENJOY BABESSSS✨💖Thanks again for being the first to request Indra in this blog. Mucho amor y abrazos querida💖✨💖

“No matter what, I shall protect my little brother so no harm touch him”

The words which he said so proudly as a child, ringed in Indra’s ears. Is this how it should have ended? His one and only brother…dead?

As he looked down he realized that indeed it was their fate no matter what. Ashura was laying on the ground, covered in blood and with a big hole on his chest. Indra killed him with the same lightning jutsu he used to protect him from the boar when they were children.

The older brother kept staring at the body, unable to move for what felt like hours. He could not believe he finally killed Ashura and got his revenge. Though this is what we wanted to do, he did not feel the joy as he thought he would. Instead, Indra felt immense guilt, felt like the worst person in the world. He not only killed his only brother, but also his family: his wife and three kids.

“Ashura….” a small whisper escaped his mouth before he collapsed on the ground, falling on the dead body of his little brother. His body felt heavy, and he could not move any longer. Indra’s eyes closed from tiredness as his consciousness slowly left his body.

He woke up only hours later, drenched in rain, sweat and blood. As he got on his knees, his eyes met with the lifeless body of his brother.

“…..Forgive me Ashura….”

Of course, his words and the guilt he was feeling meant nothing now.

Monster…I am a monster…just as everyone labeled me…

That dark inner voice kept screaming in his head, blaming him for all what had happened. If Indra was not strong willed, he would for sure kill himself right here, to try and get rid of the heavy burden that will chase him all his life.

But he could not do it. Not when his own wife and kids were waiting for him to return back home. Indra casted one final glance at Ashura, a single tear escaping his eye as he turned his back and vanished into the thin air.

Y/n…

He wanted to get home fast. To be in her hands, to cry and tell her he regrets killing his brother. That is the only thing in his mind now. Indra was too exhausted to use his teleportation ability so he had to use the not the fastest way.

Only after a day was he able to get back home. He was exhausted not only from the long way but also from the heavy burden he was carrying in his heart. He felt worse when he thought that he left his body there. But what else could he do? He felt unworthy to touch his body and give him a proper burial. While he was walking towards his house, his thoughts replaying the fight, Y/n came out of the house.

“Babe….!”

Indra heard his wife’s sweet voice and looked at her.

“……Y/n” he whispered.

His wife knew him well enough to understand what had happened. She rushed to him and hugged him hard, crying from joy that her husband returned back alive. Whatever happened at the battlefield was not even important anymore. She has his husband back safely and thats what matters for her.

Indra hugged her back slowly, hiding his face in her shoulder and letting his tears flow freely. They stood like that for some time, allowing their bodies to talk instead of their mouths.

“It is over…he….he is dead…” he finally mumbled.Y/n knew he had the guilt in his heart. After all, he killed his only brother.

“I know it was hard…I know you carry this immense guilt darling…but…don’t blame yourself. You did..what you considered right.” Y/n whispered as she hugged him tighter. She knew he needed this more than anything. Indra was never good at words. He preferred his actions to do the work and Y/n understood it fully.

Indra looked at her, his eyes teary and his sharingan glowing like two precious gems. He knew his wife wanted to help him, and she did many times, but tonight, he did not feel those words were as helpful as before. He wanted to try and forget the scene in front of him however he could not as much as he tried.

“Let’s go inside…I will warm up some water so you can take a bath…come” Y/n softly held his hand, walking to the house. Indra could only follow her silently, hoping to pass the night in her arms, letting his feelings out and hopefully sleeping after months of no sleep.

[thegamingcatmom]

‘Tis I.. Mommy Ghost! 👋🏻 Here to stink up your ask box with my annoying lady stench once more! 😘

I hope that you are taking good care of yourself today 💖 and that Momma is giving you plenty of brain worms to inspire you. Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say.. brain maggots. 😉🪱

I return to your ask box today with more of my nonsense, this time in the form of questions with regards to Momma’s delicious mouth. 💋🥵

At the end of your most recent update of the shenanigans experienced by us, Momma’s little Drama Queen, you gave us the beginnings of an attempted kiss from Momma. And so, now seemed like the perfect time for me to hop into your inbox to broach your ideas and details of kissing our beloved Maggot Mommy. 😻😘

I am certain that any little maggot who is a slut for Momma must have at least considered what it would be like to kiss her.

I know damn well that we all took note of that tongue when Momma attacks poor Bridget. The exquisite length of it. The colour of it.. black as coal. The way that it was dripping with thick saliva. 🤤

Also the visually obvious fact that, for the majority of the film, Momma’s mouth is covered in a mixture of dried and congealed blood, and also frequently dripping with fresh blood from both her victims and her own wounds..😻🥵

With your version of Maggot Mommy, the body of Ellie being used as a vessel is strung somewhere between dead and alive.. undead, if you will. Yes? So, surely that must give the taste of her kisses a certain.. je ne sais quoi? 🙊😅

Also, despite our beloved Maggot Mommy being an unholy Goddess whom we absolutely adore.. I have a feeling that she isn’t exactly too concerned about her dental hygiene, even though her powerful mouth is used to rip and tear and consume flesh. And so that breath, and that tongue, and the potential remnants of slaughtered foes still stuck in those teeth.. it all must add up to a unique flavour? 🥲

So, my dearest Cat.. what do you imagine our experience of kissing your Maggot Momma to be like? Tell me, what does Momma’s mouth taste like? 🤤

Spare NO details. I want to hear it ALL! 😻🤤

~ Kisses from me x 💋🖤

Hey there, mommy! 🤗

You´re most welcome to stink up my askbox with your novels (my goodness 😅) whenever. 😘

Plenty of brain maggots these days, indeed. Still catching up on everything that´s been going on these past few months, but I´m determined. 💪😤

"Most recent update" would be about...6 months ago, yes? With Momma sticking her tongue down holes that are absolutely not meant for tongues? 😅

Like that will stop her, puh-lease.

(Sweet Momma was legit making an effort though, with every sinister fibre of that rotten being. That´s all that matters! 😔✊)

So, first of all: Yes, when Momma opens that maw of hers, it´s safe to say that it is not pleasant. (Depending on her most recent meal too, obv.) It smells as you would expect something that´s rotting to smell: rotten. As for the flavor-

Excuse me.

You got the visuals down to a T here (don´t get me started on that tongue, though-), so I think yall can imagine the absolute...interesting taste of that. You also very correctly stated the (very obvious) lack of dental hygiene...which, no, nope, absolutely not-

Like that will stop her, puh-lease.

I´m not sure how yet, but we will find a way to handle this, handle Momma. Even if it means we gotta strap her down, pry those nasty-looking jaws open with a crowbar, and brush those knife-like teeth ourselves-

And lose an arm or two in the process.

Listen, our Drama Queen will fight tooth and nail, ram yet another pair of scissors through that skull if she has to, hell she´d be willing to negotiate on that one, too.

...Negotiating as in: Our Drama Queen is not gonna jump out of the nearest window and to her certain death, if those stained lips land anywhere that isn´t the mouth.

Well, that´s alright, Maggot Momma´s more than happy moving those stained lips of hers further down-

...BUT, I digress. You´re here for the actual taste. 😏

Okay so, if I had to describe the taste of that, I´d say it´s a combination of both spicy and salty, mixed with foul eggs, a metallic note, and a hint of something sickly sweet - a bit like cotton candy, actually. Then there´s the added bonus of getting to share bits and pieces of-

All in all, it´d be a rather sticky matter probably. 🫠

How can you say "No" to that face, though?

Thanks a lot for that ask. ❤️

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

Uh. Religious trauma? ! !! ! !! !!

Guilty pleasure au as of lately: Good Religious Virgil x Corrupting Punk Remus.

It is tearing me apart inside but I'm reminding myself cringe is dead and cliches are cliches for a reason they were good 😭 also I literally cannot decide on an age range for this because it seems very highschool-y but also college. Collage. Kooleg. Whatever Temmie says in Undertale. Man I love Undertale.

Anyway like. Something something "I go to church" something something "he's an angel to have in class, quiet and efficient in his work" something something probably-a beige-baby Virgil with his Beige as fuck family (not by V's choice) who want him to just. go into accounting or something typical. And get a wife. Have kids. Picket fence and a dog.

but then there's this GUY who has TATTOOS and FACIAL HAIR and SMOKES and has a MOTORCYCLE and he speaks with the serpent's tongue with sin and debauchery but damn virgil has never loved reptiles more

idk why I read that in my head like slam poetry.

It starts simple with music. Virgil comes over to hang out or they go out and Remus is like "oh I love this song" and Virgil listens to it and finds out he likes it too. And he wants to know more. Remus gives him a plethora of music to listen to through Spotify links until Virgil finds his favorite.

It goes from there.

Virgils out of the house more. His parents are so proud. He doesn't know he's wearing different clothes underneath his white hoodie and that he dresses up in a random parking lot on the way to see Remus. And he undoes it before he leaves. They don't know the concerts he's going to or the things he's learning or the weed this man is most definitely smoking (devil's lettuce fits perfect with this don't @ me) and they definitely dont know about the boys (just one actually) hes kissing. They think he's met a nice young friend. They just think he's their good son Virgil still.

He's Virgil. Good is a very subjective term.

Remus doesn't force him into any of it btw he literally just. not even offers half of it. Virgil takes initiative so much more than he thinks. The only thing Remus does is like "this is a sin" "if we don't sin, he died for nothing. Let's make it worth it for him". Virgil still kisses him first.

Picture poor sweet Beige Parents when Virgil moves out and comes back for a proper visit like a year later (bro def. kept his distance while figuring himself out) and he's just. not what he looked like when he left. How they react is totally up to interpretation but either way, he's going home with Remus and definitely forgot about the hickey on his neck while visiting 💀

Y'know all the vibes? It's a cliche religious trauma-y guilty pleasure

— 👑

Okay but I legit fucking L O V E E V E R Y T H I N G about this!!! Vee's just your typical "good" religious man who does what he's told and has high expectations from his family and then he meets Ree who's about to give this man the fastest Emo sinner speedrun XD I absolutely adore how much Ree is teaching Vee to not give a fuck and just do what he wants and live his own life and you can really see how freeing it is for him everytime he meets up with the chaotic Punk and after he moves out (Also I'm cackling at the thought of Vee's parents still being oblivious about Vee and just assume the hickey was from him "falling" XD)

[destinygoldenstar]

The Island Apocalypse Theory (Total Drama Island 2023 is a plot for world domination)

“Now lets meet the victims-I mean CAMPERS.” -Chris McLean

Yeah, that sums up this entire show.

So you all know how you feel about the reboot by this point. Either you love it or you don’t. But you know what the worst thing about the season is?

OTHER than Ripper.

OTHER than Episode 5.

OTHER than Chris’ new voice.

It’s the plot hole of HOW THE F IS WAWANAKWA BACK?!

We saw the island sink in All Stars and that’s why Paketiew took place in a new robot island… thing. 

You would think there would be an explanation for this of any sort, even if it’d be a stupid one-

Nope. It’s just back. Don’t question it. 

It’s easy to just dismiss this and move on, call it something like ‘bad writing’.

But if you know me, you know I DON’T leave it at that. And I’m here to tell you that NO. This decision was NOT bad writing, as I wholeheartedly trust Fresh TV’s executives and their ability to fix what’s so obviously broken! (This sentence is complete sarcasm)

So I am here to exploit that the lack of explanation was INTENTIONAL, and is build up towards something outrageously huge as the climax of all of Total Drama! You see, Wawanakwa NEVER sank in the first place. Chris faked the whole thing.

It is the main base of Chris McLean’s ultimate plan to brainwash the entire world and start the zombie robot apocalypse.

AXEL KNEW.

So here is THE ISLAND APOCALYPSE THEORY:

(This is me rambling something stupid. Do not take this seriously. It’s not legit… or is it?)

We need to take this theory all the way back to All Stars. In the finale of the season, due to hot springs Chris placed, the entirety of Wawanakwa sank at the bottom of the sea. Thats exactly they moved to Paketiew to make that season possible. But we’re gonna save that for later.

Let me tell you why the island sinking in the first place is BS. (Other than on a writing standpoint)

You see, realistically, islands are created from volcanic eruptions from the sea. Therefore, made of molten rock. Hot springs are NOT volcano related, actually. The only way an island can sink is if it is dissolved by erosion. However, this takes MILLIONS of years, and obviously that's not the case here. In fact there are multiple islands wit hot springs that stay in tact perfectly fine. So already, there's NO WAY the island could actually sink by artificial hot springs.

If god can't do it, McLean certainly can't either.

But lets say Wawanakwa is a floating island. Okay... my point still stands. If that were the case, the island would tear apart and separate across the sea in chunks. It would NOT sink. If they said "The Island is being torn apart", then it would make sense. But no, that's not what happened.

You get my point. Wawanakwa NEVER sank. There's no way in hell it could.

BUT WAIT, you may be wondering, if the island never sank, why did the island sink on TV?

You can blame one specific person: Chris McLean, THE most evil character in all of Canadian TV. I'm not joking.

Chris McLean is not only the host of the show, but he is also the executive who has taken over everything. It all started with executives hiring him just for a cute little gig... but then they realized they gave him way to much power, and by that point there was nothing they could do to stop the inevitable.

Chris made a CGI version of the show, and cut off the reality at the very moment the sword was pulled out by Mike (or Zoey).

That sword was the moment the cameras were cut.

From there, it was the perfect illusion so that nobody could find out what came of Chris after that, and what he did to everyone on that island.

As for those people on the island, Mike, Zoey, Gwen, Cameron, Heather, and Alejandro, they have... an unfortunate fate. But I'll get to that later.

Fifteen years later, we have no clue of Chris McLean's backstory or why he does what he does. We don't know where this man came from.

Maybe that's why we don't know the true motivations behind his plans for world domination.

Chris could've just been a hotshot egocentric celebrity and that's the end of is character. And he would be one of the nicer celebrities out there. BUT NO. He's not just cocky. He's not just a sociopath. He's not just a victim of bad writing from Revenge onward.

This man, from the very beginning, is straight up EVIL.

So what is his plan?

He plans to use Total Drama to brainwash the entire world and start a robot apocalypse with himself as the only survivor.

It's where the parody angle of Survivor comes in.

That's right. From the VERY BEGINNING, this has been Chris McLean's motive, and this is how it all started.

We know that Chris did not fund the show at first. That was a bunch of executives. In fact, they had Blaineley in mind for the role of the host. And as much as we all hate Blaineley, she probably should've accepted the job. By refusing the job, she just gave power to somebody who is going to destroy everything.

So yeah, you can blame Blaineley for the death of humanity.

Did Blaineley know they were gonna hire Chris if she didn't accept the role? No. There's no hint that she knew. She's pretty much oblivious. BUT, it makes her role in World Tour justified, as during her elimination, she tried to explain her POV on the subject matter, and she gets cut off by Chris shoving her off a plane.

She also so happens to crash badly and break every bone in her body so she can't speak. OOPS, WHAT A TOTAL ACCIDENT ON CHRIS'S PART. GUESS SHE CAN'T SPILL ANYTHING THAT WOULD EXPLOIT CHRIS'S TRUE INTENTIONS.

Also a bear gnaws on her head in Episode 24... she has memory loss now. That's why she's wearing pink in Ridonculous Race. Yes Ridonculous Race is important.

So now Chris is the host of Total Drama on a deserted Island, and he has the support of the network for funding.

Perfect.

He's already gained his base of operation for his plan, and is already starting the prototypes of his robot creations. How do I know this?

You know the animals in Island. They seem to have way more personality than animals should, considering animals aren't sentient. (Or are they?)

We as an audience, watching a cartoon, can perceive this as normal cartoon antics. And that's what Chris wants you to think so you don't see that these animals are actually robotically brainwashed by cheap devices.

I say cheap because there's a bit in Episode 6 with the Screaming Gophers and a bear. Izzy found a costume and scared her teams for the LOLS. How did she know where to find a bear costume?? (Yep. Izzy isn't crazy. She is vital to this. (And you know what video I am referencing.)) It's obvious to say she's just crazy and this is a gag and she's totally not onto Chris. And Chris totally didn't realize she was onto him and shut her up by trying to kill her.

Oh yeah, and there's also the real bear that Owen found. When Owen ripped off that hair on the bear, and the bear acts normally again. He freed that bear from Chris's control. Chris had to replant that hair after the episode to hide things.

Where even is Chris’s base of operations for all of this? How about that reveal in the Island Special where it was revealed the island wasn’t actually an Island?! THAT WOULD BE A GOOD BASE.

And now the big thing: The contestants. The Gen 1 cast. (And soon, the Gen 2 cast are gonna be in the same category) They are Chris's first victims of his plot.

I went into depth about how this cast becomes exploited on TV and how the show is an allegory on how reality shows and fame can corrupt someone as gullible as teenagers. Even with this theory, that's still relevant. These teenagers are getting screwed up mentally by the show.

This is exactly what Chris wants. Chris takes teenagers, slaps stereotypes onto them, and puts them in front of the camera to brainwash them into being the perfect little robots for is propaganda. I went into depth before on some of the characters individually and how this relates to them, but if I went into everyone, we'd be here all day and Tumblr doesn't provide a hundred tags in a post.

The Gen 1 cast became his victims most obviously. Even when they're not in the game, they can't leave. They're stuck in a resort, or they're stuck in Aftermath. Aftermath is a prison disguised as a TV program. They're not brainwashed magically, YET, but they are psychologically raised to be contestants.

You know the story, Chris scams the victors of Island into giving up the money so everyone can participate in Action.

Huh. Action takes place on an abandoned film lot. A lot full of equipment to create the perfect film plot to take over the editing of the show. HUH. I'M SURE THAT'S JUST A COINCIDENCE.

So Chris has his materials, and now he needs the International influence to get in a good enough position to start his plan in full motion. This is why he does World Tour and welcomes two new cast members. You know, it's just a little experiment. You know, one's an uber fan of his, there's nothing going on here.

There's also the matters of villains in the show that Chris frames. I still think it's framing, but Heather and Alejandro are vital villains in all of this. Villains that CHRIS created for the show. Notice I didn't mention Courtney, who sued her way onto the show and threatened Chris's power. She doesn't count. That's why she's on the Heroes team in All Stars at first. If Chris framed Courtney as a villain off the bat, someone who threatened HIS image, it would make HIM look bad.

But back to Heather and Alejandro, I've denied that Chris rigged the game so Heather could move on. But I'd like to apologize because you guys might be right. Heather just wasn't aware of this and thought she was smart. Alejandro as well is being rigged into being a finalist because Chris just so happened to disqualify Sierra for an accident. Yeah that was coincidental. Totally.

Heather and Alejandro, right off the bat, become Chris's pawns to get people's attention on his show. In fact EVERY character Chris plans to use for this, are people who either ARE villains, or are forced to be in some way. Owen, Duncan, and Gwen. Two of them become Vultures. These characters are important.

Also speaking of a robot apocalypse, what happened to Alejandro at the end of World Tour, that Chris put him through?

OH. RIGHT.

By the time of Revenge, Chris is in a comfortable position to expand his playing field and add new cast members in to expand on his army-I mean TV show. So enter Gen 2.

Gen 2 is also in the category of being Chris's victims. They also share the same fate as the Gen 1 cast that I will get to.

The only character who has any ability in THIS cast to realize what’s going on is Dawn. She got cut off when she tried to exploit the enemy among them. BY CHRIS.

In that episode, you can assume she was going to talk about Scott, which would make sense...

BUT we NEVER actually hear what she was ACTUALLY going to say.

She could’ve very well been trying to exploit Chris. THAT’S why Chris cut Dawn off.

This cast gets to see what has come of Wawanakwa and what Chris has been doing with the radioactive waste. Obviously, this is a basis of Chris's plot out in the open and being exploited. It is HERE. Right in THIS SEASON, where Chris planned originally to start it all and start his world domination and the apocalypse he so desired.

He's turned Ezekiel into a zombie. He's turned Dakota into a monster. He's on it...

And then the police show up.

Yeah Chris's plan gets foiled here. That's why he's gone mad in prison thinking he failed.

But he still had a pawn up his sleeve to save him and get his plan into full force: Chef.

You'd think that since Chef is with Chris through and through, that Chris had brainwashed him too, right?

NO.

Chef knew this and was on board with Chris’s plan due to equal pay.

BUT Chef is starting to have doubts and is going to have a full blown redemption arc.

So Chef is someone who used to be in a war. We know that much. He also seems to recognize Izzy who has similar combat training to him. Huh...

It’s almost like they knew each other in that war!

I don’t think Izzy was in the military, if she was alive she was a baby most likely. So maybe she was part of the war crossfire and Chef is her savior, and she KNOWS Chris’s plan, thus is disgusted by Chef’s choice to side with Chris. 

Or another way, Izzy mentions reincarnation in Action. Does she know her past life and it was with Chef?

When Chef thinks he kills her in Episode 2 of that season, he says, “Not again...”

Did Izzy DIE in this war Chef was in?

More importantly, what was this war about?

Why does Area 52 have Aliens in them? Why is Chris okay with taking teenagers here?! Are the Aliens related to Chris?! Is Chris an alien, and that’s why he’s doing this?! (Probably not, but maybe)

ALSO, the challenge was to retrieve an artifact from the aliens! I WONDER WHAT CHRIS NEEDS THAT FOR! OMG ‘THE EX FILES’ IS THE MOST PLOT IMPORTANT EPISODE IN ALL OF TOTAL DRAMA...

Also wow Gwen. You gave Chris what he needed to destroy everything and everyone you love... 

Gwen ruins everything.

Oh gosh now I have to talk about Dramarama even if I've never actually watched it and never will... here we go.

SO, Dramarama as Chef as a babysitter of daycare of toddlers that so happen to be the Gen 1 cast.

Dramarama is not canon. But it IS canon at the same time. Here’s why:

The show itself? Dramarama? That’s fake. That was set up by Chris. This is ALL CGI, and a part of Chris’s scheme to brainwash people to consuming his content and act as a smoke screen for his crimes. 

But the Chef part. I think he actually DID work at a daycare, just NOT with the OG cast as the toddlers he cared for. REAL toddlers, those are what Chef cared for. This is where Chris pulled Chef out from the gutter and got Chef to work with him for a better life. No more war. No more babies. No more loud noises. There would be nothing but order and proper service if Chef joined the dark side.

And Chef is all about order and service, so yeah. See DJ stepping out of line, Chef’s gonna try and get him, and when DJ quits Action, the animal curse is a punishment to get him involved anyway.

Dramarama, though Chris’s reference for this smoke screen show, is also a factor in why Chef acts... nicer in the reboot. That show is one of Chris’s mistakes that will lead to his downfall in his plan in the reboot’s new season(s?). Chris exploited memories Chef had and what they have DONE to the teenagers in these toddler roles. It really makes a man think. 

That’s why in the reboot, if my theory is correct, Chef is going to be the driving force of the rebellion, and turn on Chris McLean in a redemption arc for him.

That stare in the reboot intro ain’t a couple stare. That’s a light side vs dark side stare.

Also going back to these toddlers... they are also robots. No getting around that. But they are also the people Chris TARGETS to brainwash into his robots as his generals.

Did he succeed with all of them? NO. He did not. I will get to these people who didn’t.

BUT that leads me to the casts: The OG cast, the Revenge cast, and the Paketiew cast.

What happened to them?

I hate to break the news to you, but the OG and Revenge cast... they don’t feel so good.

It is safe to assume that if the island didn’t sink, but Mike, Zoey, Gwen, Cameron, Heather, and Alejandro were on it at the time, then they have ALL become the first victims of Chris’s robotic plans for them to start his apocalypse.

These six characters have been KIDNAPPED, and forcefully brainwashed into robots to serve Chris. You wonder where the interns are in the reboot. THESE characters. They’re the interns now. That’s why Chris killed the interns from the executives.

Is that what Blaineley was talking about?! How many people did Chris MURDER to make this happen?!

Mike, Zoey, Gwen, Cameron, Heather, and Alejandro have all turned into mindless slaves, and are on their way to destroy everything. We have NOT heard anything from these characters and what happened to them. So yeah. They’re goners. 

Since All Stars is two years since Island and the reboot is fifteen years since island...

Yeah. THIRTEEN YEARS. This show just got a lot darker.

Have these characters aged? I don’t know. The Winter Soldier didn’t age when he was brainwashed, and the brainwashing I’m thinking of is similar to this, so...

We might not actually have thirty year olds if we see them.

BUT WAIT, THESE ARE NOT THE ONLY CHARACTERS WHO HAVE BEEN TAKEN OVER.

Ezekiel and Dakota, I think it’s safe to say they’re been taken over as well. They’re failed experiments of Chris’s plan A, and he can’t risk anything.

There’s also the All Stars cast in general who were flushed. Chris designed the toilet. He has control of it. He can very easily take over all these characters once they’ve outlived their usefulness. (I mean what else are these balloons for other than to imprison them to be brainwashed later?)

So that’s Mike, Zoey, Gwen, Cameron, Heather, Alejandro, Ezekiel, Dakota, Lindsay, Lightning, Jo, Sam, Sierra, Courtney, and Scott almost certainly captured.

Am I missing somebody from All Stars?????? Eh, I can’t think of anyone. (I’ll get to this.)

And there’s one person we can add to the certainty pile and that is Izzy.

Why? Again, Izzy KNEW. She found out about Chris’s plan right away, and acted crazy to keep him from catching on that she knew. She was going to use the show to make a plan to stop this. 

Whether or not her methods of doing so make her the good guy of an evil madman is up to you. 

Point is, her plan failed. Chris realized she knew, and had to get her out of the picture. How does he do that?

Simple. Spend the money on the hot tub and crash the plane, making Izzy get brain damage from the impact. Therefore, she can’t process herself, and she’s gone as a threat.

But is she really?

In this same episode she talks about making a time machine.

HUH. I WONDER IF THAT’S FORESHADOWING A PLOT POINT ON HOW TO DEFEAT CHRIS.

She also makes a cameo in All Stars and sees through Mal. It’s safe to say she’s been taken over. 

How did Chris even get camera’s in Mike’s head anyway?

Was Mal Chris’s original creation for his robots? Did Mal sacrifice his sanity to save Mike with the split personality?! (Well the MPD in this show is offensive either way, but for the theory’s sake, let not)

I don’t think Mike won guys...

But wait, how did Chris even get this tech, let alone perfected it?

Paketiew Island.

Here is the craziest part about this entire theory. We know Paketiew Island is a robot island made by Chris that hosts a ton of robots, almost explicitly designed for an apocalypse.

Chris filmed his OWN PLAN as a plot device to brainwash everyone into thinking the plot itself was fake and wouldn’t happen years later.

He used Dramarama to grasp that concept to the audience to shut their brains off further so they don’t question it.

This is LITERALLY the effect of that scene from the LEGO Movie.

“Wait did he just say PUT TO SLEEP?!”

“Tonight on ‘Where Are My Pants?”

“What was I just thinking? I don’t care.”

But wait, wouldn’t the Paketiew campers, who have seen this, be onto Chris anyway?

Yeah. They would.

IF THEY EXISTED.

(NOW I think I’ve lost you all)

You know WHY the Paketiew campers are SO unrealistic?! It’s because they are CGI models Chris designed to exist ONLY in that season and be used as placeholders for his propaganda. 

Yes. You heard me right. EVERY MEMBER OF THE PAKETIEW ISLAND CAST DOES NOT EXIST.

AT BEST, they are already turned robots who are spies for Chris McLean on approaching their master plan. Maybe they are teenagers who did exist and were kidnapped, BUT their personalities in Paketiew Island are ALL FAKE. DESIGNED BY CHRIS.

The ONLY fragment that does is Leonard who appears in Ridonculous Race. But it’s easy to assume he’s CGI as well as Tammy who is his copy. They are both robots by Chris, and when Don realized this, he ditched them in the desert.

Speaking of Don, he just SO HAPPENS to have the same voice as Chris in the reboot! 

And in Action, Chris could also do accents. Huh, I wonder what his REAL voice this WHOLE TIME was.

And by the reboot, everything’s perfect and Chris doesn’t have to hide his voice anymore.

So wait, Don is Chris in disguise?! 

Or are these two RELATED?!

We don’t actually get Don’s last name, which is odd for a celebrity character in this show. Or did Don change his name to hide his identity from his evil twin?!

Don and Chris are identical twins, and Don is the good twin. Don is the one who may not have realized Chris’s plans before All Stars, but when Leonard comes in, he realizes what’s going on, and needs to use his race to make a team to put a stop to McLean.

Thankfully, he has two cops on his side, and members from Total Drama, such as Noah, Owen, and Geoff.

With this in mind, these three are certainly SAFE from Chris’s apocalypse for now. These guys have aged into their thirties, and are unsure what happened to the others. Noah’s introverted, and Owen has failed multiple times to be in contact with Total Drama anyway, so it’s safe to say these two are oblivious to what happened. Geoff’s major connection was Bridgette, and he would have PTSD if Bridgette was captured, so it’s safe to say Bridgette’s okay too.

So that’s four TD characters who are most certainly safe from Chris’s plans, and once they’ve figured out everything, they COULD return to try and stop this to defeat Chris once and for all. 

There’s A LOT of great characterization that could happen here with these guys, especially with their arcs in TD itself. Noah could finally get off his butt and be a scheming hero, Owen could get revenge for his mistreatment on the show, and Geoff could be THE mentor character with the knowledge on the show’s corruption. Lord knows a LOT of these reboot characters need that.

But there’s one more character I’m putting in the safe pile, and that is Duncan.

I WILL EXPLAIN RIGHT NOW.

YES, Duncan was in All Stars, and is in prison. Surely, if Chris had captured everyone else from the All Stars cast, he has his hands on Duncan too. 

And he would have. But I said, “Everyone who was FLUSHED”

What is the ONE non-finalist-appearance character in All Stars that did not go down the Flush of Shame? Duncan.

He didn’t get flushed because he was arrested. Chris arrested him and threw him in prison instead, as Chris wanted nothing to do with him.

Well that’s stupid on Chris’s part, right? Why not just brainwash Duncan then and there? Why go through that trouble? Especially when you keep the guy around and TRACK HIM DOWN WITH A TERRORIZING ROBOT.

Chris DID have an eye on Duncan, and WAS going to add Duncan to the brainwashing pile. After all, Duncan had everything Chris was going for, a rebellious teenager with great strength, street smarts, and skills in the crime area. He seemed like the perfect minion, right?

If he was actually loyal to Chris.

Red flags started when Duncan quit in World Tour, but the kick of the bucket was Duncan betraying Chris’s storyline for him. Chris FRAMED Duncan to become this redemption arc from villain to hero. His own criminal baby is now a good guy, therefore Chris is a good guy...

And then the burning of the house happens.

Yeah Duncan wasn’t gonna be loyal to Chris, and he could get away, SO... throw him in jail. No need for him anymore.

But that would end up being a BIG MISTAKE. ANOTHER factor in Chris’s eventual defeat.

By throwing Duncan in jail, Chris made it so that Duncan AVOIDS getting brainwashed into a robot and Chris’s slave for the apocalypse. Thus, a crafty delinquent got away, and is alive in a cell, and will be released to figure out what exactly Chris had done.

...whoops.

“I did NOT think that through!” -Storks

Oh yeah, also in Canada, someone who is charged for arson can spend at least 5 years in prison. BUT I would assume Chris would want Duncan locked up as long as possible, so the maximum of Duncan’s sentence would be ten years.

Going by my calculation, what is the gap between All Stars and the reboot?

Thirteen years.

That’s really close, and definitely enough time for Duncan to be grieving in PTSD and find out about the reboot happening.

Whether Duncan undergoes an actual redemption arc or becomes a full on villain who sides with Chris, is a completely different topic.

So we have a host and five characters who know about the upcoming apocalypse, and are prepared for Season Two. With the whole season out in one day, they are ready as ever to locate and strike.

And this very reboot, is Chris McLean’s climax to his plan. By this point, the ENTIRE WORLD is dependent on reality TV, and Total Drama. Evidence is from MULTIPLE characters in this reboot.

Priya’s parents are fans who gave birth to her so she could be on the show. Her whole life IS the show. 

Millie is spiteful of the current generation and their appeals. (She’s right, y’all are just mean)

Julia is a HUGE influencer with loads of fans who praise her for being a piece of garbage like Heather. She even enjoys the idea of being called a villain. She’s AWARE of the stereotype!

Damien’s friends influenced him to join the show, which means they are fans and are a part of the scheme. Damien is a precious puppy who is too pure and he needs to be protected at all costs.

Nichelle is a movie star who is a part of television.

And Axel.

Yeah, you KNOW Axel is vital to all of this.

Axel is a part of the military and is prepared for the apocalypse. She KNOWS what is about to happen. THIS is why she tried to take charge of her team and start a revolution before it’s too late. And Chris had to shut her up by rigging her elimination. Yes, her elimination was rigged, I’m convinced. 

I don’t know exactly what they plan to do with Axel, but it’s certainly important of a role she has. 

You KNOW she’s been onto Chris when she has a cardboard cutout of Shawn. SHAWN DOESN’T EXIST.

This cast is the very last step of Chris McLean’s plan. Now that they have the groundwork for a basic TD season, they are blindsighted, and now Chris can use this new season to take them over and start the apocalypse on the ENTIRE WORLD.

UNLESS, these teenagers are actually going to be the SAVIORS of everyone. And they’re gonna be the ones to defeat Chris McLean and set the old casts free to live out normal TV-free lives.

And they’re starting to become AWARE of their situation they’re in.

Damien is an obvious one as someone oblivious to the entire thing.

MK knows how to access the tech and can see things.

Julia’s fingers.

The robotics of certain challenges.

SEVERAL FORTH WALL BREAKING LINES:

“Wait, WE’RE on TV! Does that mean we’re not real?!” -Wayne, Episode 4

And basically this entire scene in Episode 9:

“What are teams? A bunch of people that compete against each other?”

“Yes.”

“No man, they’re friends. Being forced not to be friends. And I say enough of that!”

“Is there any way to speed this up?”

“I secretly join both alliances into one big seven person alliance, and we’re voting YOU off!”

Yeah, I’m sure that SOUNDS stupid of an idea to the others. AT FIRST. It totally won’t be an idea later. (I love Zee.)

So to set the groundwork on all of this, I can briefly go over who would be the saviors, and who wouldn’t. Cause not everyone will.

Already, Axel is on Don’s side. Like I said, her role is major enough that the show has to kick her out before she can do anything. She’s the one who’s prepared for this and is the biggest asset.

I feel like Nichelle could go either way, as she’s now revealed to be a fraud under TV, which is disgraceful. She could get her fame back, or she could find a different way to be a fighter.

Damien is not aware of the game, and decided he is here to stay. This is HIS time to be a competitor for an even bigger prize: safety for everyone. Again, Damien is precious.

MK... well she clearly has skills that can help, but she also probably won’t want to side with Don. She’s a thief who does her own thing. She’s only gonna want to look out for herself.

Zee... well, I already phrased the scene. This stoner character is gonna end up being the mad genius in the savior’s side.

Julia I feel is a definite Chris side and if she gets cancelled for TD, she’d willingly give Chris her brain. Her entire life is based on her social media following with how many phones she has, which plays a contributing factor for Chris. And she’s very much aware of villains in this show, and that she is a villain. That’s her only label now. 

Millie I feel like they’re setting a redemption arc for. Yes she hates our generation, but she’s also come to value her relationship with Priya. She’s getting character development. I feel like she’d be tempted by Chris, but she’d ultimately make the right choice and side with the rebels.

Bowie... yeah I love Bowie, but I feel like he’s gonna side with Chris.

It’s mostly because of this line:

“This challenge is definitely going to be my villain origin story.”

Whether or not Bowie is actually a villain is subjective. Personally, I think he has more dignity than Duncan. However, he is aware his actions are wrong, but he does them anyway because that’s how this world works. He can’t think about other people when so much is on the line. Course, he does care about people, Raj and Emma obviously, but though he’d probably give his crown to them, he isn’t giving everyone that privilege.

After the finale, he probably would side with Chris. But I don’t see him doing that with Raj in the picture, so I think it’s more likely this line is foreshadowing him getting captured and brainwashed into a robot. 

Kinda breaks my heart to split up the gays like this.

BUT if Raj isn’t brainwashed, he could be a factor of a “I know you’re in there” moment. That could be cute.

And lastly Priya. 

Yeah Priya’s the protagonist of the reboot. In the same vein as Gwen.

If my theory is in play, Season 2 would have a Hunger Games Catching Fire ending where the protag breaks the barrier separating them from the games and reality, and the rebels come to save half of them while the other half is captured by the bad guys. 

Priya’s entire life was Total Drama and winning it. Well, she did. Now what? Sure she could do the medical school she dreamed of, but once she realizes Chris won’t allow them to leave Total Drama, she’s gonna be having an identity crisis and a half.

(And also question her parents like seriously who gives birth on a mountain at their own free will?!)

I also think her friendship with Millie is important for both of their stories. Millie is aware of this generation’s setbacks, and would definitely be aware of the setbacks of the show. Priya wouldn’t. Or, at least, she’d have a hard time accepting that. That could be interesting drama.

It could also lead to really neat interactions with Noah, Owen, Geoff, Bridgette, and Duncan. And also Sanders and MacArthur would be a part of this because, you know, they’re cops, it’s their job to take care of this. It’s like the tributes from The Hunger Games Catching Fire, but they’re actually fleshed out characters. (No offense Hunger Games, I love you)

No matter what, Priya is an extremely vital character in this story, and is gonna be the bridge in between Total Drama and real world drama. 

My last point is that lets assume the reboot is structured like The Hunger Games. Book one was the game itself. Book two was the fallout after the game and the sequel game, ending with an escape. Book three is the rebellion and the apocalypse.

We know for a fact that the reboot is getting a second season. We have zero idea of a third season, and I think it depends on how well the two seasons do. (It looks like it’s doing really well from this season alone, so I have hopes)

This supposed third season would likely be the grand finale of Total Drama, which is NOT the game, but everyone trying to overthrow the game and rescue everybody from the REAL enemy. 

This is The Walking Dead, but with robots, and with a happier ending (because kids show, we can’t end the story with everyone dead after all).

I am not even a fan of zombie apocalypse stories, but it would be neat to see this shallow TV-brainwashed world fall apart and for people to get back up again and see what really matters. 

It would be a satisfying conclusion to ALL of the Total Drama generations.

And also get Chris a satisfying life sentence in jail. It’s what he deserves, if not worse.

Now, Total Drama MAYBE wouldn’t end with this, they could do an epilogue spinoff of all the generations adapting to normal life. Kinda like Steven Universe Future. But for the main story, I think it would solidify Total Drama as THE Survivor.

BUT HEY, THAT’S JUST A THEORY. A TOTAL DRAMA THEORY.

(This is likely never gonna happen, so don’t take anything here seriously)

[thesarcasticism]

i don't really get why persona 3 the answer was such a polarizing epilogue to the story. were we all too young when we played it or something? because looking back on it now, it was a perfect exploration of everyone's grief, and how it manifested so strongly in them that their personas actually stopped time because of how desperately they all wanted to go back. even if they could only see the protagonist just one more time. for just one more minute.

to say nothing of the significant character arcs aigis and yukari both go through. the way they both accept their grief and move on, resolving to change the world for the better. the way junpei and ken both feel the same, as a result of their experiences in "the journey."

i guess people didn't like it because yukari was "bitchy" or whatever, but she's very clearly grieving, it's just that her grief comes out in the form of anger. i guess sexism played a role there - women can't be angry or mean and all that. i, for one, think it was completely in character of her to react that way. the way she was so dismissive of everyone dwelling on the past when they walked through all the doors, even when confronted with her own, she was very clearly pretending. pretending like she was ready to move on. and then, finally, after aigis and metis defeat her and she realizes that only aigis can use the key now, she breaks down in tears, finally showing how terribly this situation has been affecting her, how much she was holding back, how much she was repressing.

maybe people just didn't get it because (and i think this is a good thing) they haven't had to grieve for someone they've lost. as someone who grieves for my father every day as he loses himself to alzheimer's, i felt extremely seen by the answer. everyone's reactions are things i've gone through - yukari's anger and despair and regret, ken and akihiko's desire to move on and live life to the fullest, junpei being afraid to go back, and a little bit afraid to go forward too, and everything in between. i think that grief just isn't something one can understand until they've experienced it firsthand, and that's okay. i know i didn't understand when i first played the answer. grief is one of the most complicated and complex feelings we experience. it can't be easily broken down into five stages like we all pretend it can. it's every feeling under the sun, all the time, every day. and as you learn to live without that person, as you grow around your grief, you carry that love for that person with you wherever you go. but the grief never truly goes away. you just get better at handling it. you just get better at reminding yourselves what they would've wanted for you. and you try to live for yourself, and a little bit for them too.

in my opinion, the answer was a fitting ending. it answered any lingering questions, gave all the characters closure and new motivations for their futures, and i won't pretend like i didn't shed a tear when april 1st finally came and they played brand new days.

the only legit criticism i have for this game is the same one i have for FES as a whole: why can't i directly control my party members aaaa this part of the game had some of the most difficult bosses and aigis is just powerhousing her way thru. i mean i did it but fuck me you guys. and then there's my usual criticism of no feMC (or shinjiro!!) but eh, y'all know how i feel about them

[the-monkey-ruler]

Why does no one acknowledge the Tang Monks trauma like at all? Most adaptions just call him a crybaby and move on with the story

I think that some interactions do it better than others but... I'm sorry you've only seen bad ones but there is a legit a LOT more good than bad.

At least in my expectations, I don't think I've seen Sanzang as a crybaby per se. Some make him stricter than others, or goofier, or sarcastic, or even laidback, but overall I think that more adaptions have made Sanzang really interesting and charismatic.

Bias choice but the 1996 西游记 I think is the favorite because of how empathetic he is, you can really see how he cares for both humans and demons and how he only wants them to have a second chance. 1986 西游记 also gives one of the best versions I have seen. 1999 西游记 makes him the tallest of the gang and honestly, I've never seen that again... wonderful vibes. He never lost faith in his disciples in Monkey King Reborn 西游记之再世妖王 (even during that ending rip). But I think each one shows that he is a compassionate guy that is TRYING HIS BEST.

Might be an unpopular take but I also really love the Monkey King 2 2016 西遊記之孫悟空三打白骨精 Sanzang as well cause HE JUST CARES A LOT AND I think that storyline really hits home that he blames himself for every trial they go through when other people are hurt. Every life Wukong takes is a life on his head and he FEELS it. I know it's not perfect but really love how they show the weight of GUILT that Sanzang feels and that is why he lashes out. It was one thing after another he had no one else to blame.

I haven't seen a lot where he is pathetic per se (Chinese Odessey at most but even then he was just annoying for comedic effect), but honestly, I kinda would like to see some more where he cries more. Cause honestly I find it rare to see adaptions that make him visibly upset so seeing a take where we get a lot of emotion is always a treat. And I'm not talking about like disappointed anger every once and a while but letting tears of frustration or tear or relief after being saved. He is actually quite an emotional guy and would love to see that range being played with.

But yeah most versions I've seen him always portray him for what he is. A kind compassionate guy that is a little too naive or a little too trusting and makes mistakes and tries to find a way to make each trial he faces a lesson he can learn from and grow. He ain't perfect, hell no, he makes a lot of bad choices (but also there needs to be... PLOT so ya know) and I like to think that he has to figure it out a lot with the help of the three most unlikely people in his life.

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Games of 2023

(2022)

I barely played anything last year. Tears Of The Kingdom so wholly swallowed my attention that, once I finally brought it to a close, I just fell of playing video games for a long time, and still haven't quite picked my way back into the hobby. I'll get into it during the write-up below, but it's OBVIOUSLY going to be my Game Of The Year (and in a rare change of pace, it actually came out this year!) so I will be nominating another game as GOTY instead.

This is also the year I became a car mechanic in my spare time after crashing and totalling my beloved Beetle and instead of getting a new car like a sensible person, I decided "well, I can probably fix it". 12 months later, still driving it! And also, still fixing it.

August brought with it an incredible depression out of nowhere during which I lost the plot a bit, but I did write an awful lot of words towards my novel, so I guess that evens things out. Regardless, a combination of all of the above resulted in very few games being played this year! My count is 23, compared to recent years being in the 70-80 range. Makes this an easier read, anyway. To the games!

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Jumpgrid

Hold over from last year, I played a little further but the final few levels are less reactive and more memory tests, which is a real shame. Just remembering which direction to move and trying to time it right isn't anywhere near as fun as frenetically dashing all around the grid. Soundtrack is still legit though.

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Absolute Drift

We gave this one quite the pasting in our livestream chat- safe to say it's not for me. In the hour I gave it, I didn't get even the slightest grip on how the controls work, which seems to be the intent. I'm sure there's a moment where, if you are persistent, everything -clicks- and suddenly it all makes perfect sense, but it didn't come close to happening and the game itself wasn't compelling me enough to keep blindly headbutting it until we got there.

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Thirty Flights

Wendy's no longer offers the 4 for $4 deal. I would still argue their $5 Biggie Bag is a better deal than this, despite technically being more expensive.

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Metroid Prime Remaster

And what a remaster it is! I'd argue the original Prime still looks and plays fantastic and didn't need remastering, but this is sublime and if you missed out the first time around (holy crap it was 20 years ago augugahguaghuhgh) this is a fine way to get caught up. Surely Primes 2 and 3 are on their way as well?

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Black Mesa

Interesting juxtaposition with MP:R here, another remaster of a classic game. This is similarly excellent despite my own cognitive dissonance as described in my BBLC entry. Unfortunately let down by the end sequence- the original's Xen chapter is pretty universally regarded as an awful blight on an otherwise great game and Black Mesa's approach was to... make it five times longer? They actually reworked the whole set up but it still just wasn't quite enough to polish that turd. It does look absolutely beautiful and the soundtrack is breath-taking, but I do wish they had let the environment breathe a little instead of filling it with enemy encounters. Still well worth a look, and a monumental achievement to finally have this game in a fully complete playable state after so long in development.

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Tears Of The Kingdom

I'm sure I don't need to say much here. Game so good I stopped playing games. Masterpiece. Every aspect of it- gameplay, visuals, music, story- masterpiece. Minor spoilers, the music during the final approach towards the final boss' arena had me so worked up I needed 5 minutes to get my head back into focus. It's a fairly common thing for the actual boss fight to feel badass, but I cannot recall any other time previous that just the *approach* made me feel like a hero, bringing to an end a story that had gone on for far, far too long. I don't need to tell you any of this. It's a masterpiece beyond masterpiece.

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Time Gentlemen Please

Adventure game sequel to Ben There Dan That, which I enjoyed oh-so-many moons past, but I couldn't get far here. There's an intolerable lag between every action and movement that drove me spare, which I'm not sure if it's an engine issue or a game issue. I don't enjoy adventure games enough to put up with things like that unfortunately, though I do remember enjoying the first game a lot.

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Final Fantasy 2 (Pixel Remaster) (PC)

Oh man. Without speaking hyperbolically, I think this might be the worst game I've ever played that is technically competent. The game runs nicely, the graphics are lovely, the music is just as fantastic this early in the series as it came to be known for, but by the nine divines, what an absolute pile of stink the actual gameplay experience is. I finished the game with 100% of achievements solely so I never, ever had to pick it up again. An abysmal and frustrating mess of a game that had some interesting ideas and had no clue what to do with any of them.

[20:26] Beebs: You should all buy Final Fantasy 2 on the sale [20:26] spookiott: didn't you hate it [20:26] Beebs: I did and still do and always will [20:26] Beebs: I just don't think I should suffer alone [20:27] Beebs: I'm going for 100% achievements just so I never ever have to play it ever again [20:27] spookiott: yeah, that'll show 'em! [20:33] Beebs: I do not know how they ever got to make a Final Fantasy 3, by rights they shouldn't have [20:34] Beebs: The series should have ended here and everyone involved with it should have been arrested [20:34] Beebs: please buy it.

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Endless Space

As a space-based 4x that isn't Master Of Orion 2, Endless Space caught my attention better than most, but I only played to the end of my first galaxy before moving onto

Endless Space Two: Endlesser Space

which I think hooked me a lot stronger. I found the conquer mechanics too opaque for my liking, with my invading army of millions somehow being annihilated by a defending force that had literally been reduced to zero remaining soldiers, and no explanation of how that could happen or how I could have done it better. I think modern 4x games have leaned away from conquest being the predominant means of victory and as such it's a way to make that victory type less appealing? I don't know. It's a good game, it's just not Orion.

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Fortnite

I played Fartbutt pretty much every day all year, it is honestly a fun game, and if you are resistant to the predatory business practices of the parent company you’ll have a good time. Don’t have much else to say here- getting down to the last 5 players alive and scanning the horizon for any sign of activity is thrilling and it’s a huge adrenaline rush to trade shots with the last one standing and secure the win.

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Diddy Kong Racing

Had a few attempts at this in recent years, this is the one that finally stuck thanks to the Deck. It’s a good racer with some total BS (I literally cheated the final boss with save states to race perfectly and still couldn’t beat him with one character lol) and adds a lot of fun single player content missing from the Mario flavoured rivals. Flying around exploring the hub island is just fun and I’d love to see the concept return in a future MK game. Wizpig theme is legit.

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Master Of Orion 2

You know it and you love it. This year I tried a no-expansion game where I could only settle planets in my home system. I actually won but there was a fun challenge towards the end where two enemy systems were behind black holes that I couldn’t reach- had to manipulate them into a war with each other so they would destroy those systems for me, but also keep one from defeating the other before they had finished the job. It worked out!

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Fire Emblem N-gage

A lot of people really loved this entry. I thought it was fine. Hard mode is way overtuned IMO, mostly because of the bosses, but Normal mode is conversely far too easy. Wish there was some middle ground between the two. The Somniel stuff felt REALLY tacked on, too, like they just put it there so people who had only played Three Houses had something familiar to the monastery, but the dialogue is all repeated and it feels a bit soulless. I thought for sure I was going to marry Celine because, I mean, look at her- but she drinks floral tea which is unforgivable so I married big tiddy goth GF Ivy instead, who already told me she loved me and worshipped me like a god in just our B rank support. Healthy!

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Team Fortress 2

I only played the fun halloween maps this year (surprisingly few of them are fun) and skipped the terrible ones, resulting in significantly less playtime this year than previous. Still didn’t get my thrice-damned hat. I also spent some time earlier in the year trying the Dragon’s Fury, a weapon I never previously bothered with, and it was quite refreshing.

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Star Fox 64

Really weird that they never made another Star Fox game after this one.

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Neopets

It is absolutely WILD that this site is still running, and many parts of it unchanged since 1999. I come back every so often- it's sort of my internet birthplace. "can't take the country out of the girl", so they say. They were giving away childhood dream-item Illusen's Staff essentially for free so I had to get it, and then I just kept sticking around for a bit. It's fun but I think only nostalgia keeps these servers running any more.

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Touhou 19

It's a Vs shooter, so even though you can play as Ran I pretty much bounced off once I had seen the new girls and heard the new music. It's a shame, but vs mode simply isn't what I play touhou for. Looking forward to 20, hopefully next year but probably 2025. New Ran lore though!

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Age Of Empires 2 Ultra Mega Edition

There really is simply no reason at all AoE2 needed to be made into a live service game, but ignoring that festering boil this is otherwise the ultimate way to play a very old and still very good game, with a whole slew of QoL features that I'll never be able to live without now I have them (visible tower range!). It's also compatible with all custom scenarios made in the original so we can still re-live the majesty of JUSTIN TIMBERLAR.sco and all the other very-good-actually scenarios I made as a clueless 14 year old.

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Ys 8: Lacrimosa Of Dana

An unexpected late entry takes this year's GOTY (That Isn't Zelda). The incredible lull I felt after TotK didn't clear for a long time, but at the end of November I fired this up and remembered why I love games generally and Ys specifically. Falcom is an established company that still somehow feels like a doujin circle, and I’m not sure how to explain what I mean by that but I mean it positively. This one’s actually telling a pretty neat story so far too, though I haven’t finished it yet. Can a game I haven’t finished truly be named GOTY? Yes. It’s my blog and I can do what I want. One year there were three winners!

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That’s all for 2023. 2024 doesn’t look to have any big hitters, but the JPRGs are accumulating on my backlog and I’m at roughly the halfway point in writing my book, so time will tell if I manage to beat this year’s meager score.

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Wow, @lamentationsofalonelypotato you spoil me, friend!! This review of Part 1 absolutely made my day and put a huge smile on my face. 🥰

I really love again that you give so many wonderful little pieces of domestic life with Dean and I think that you did a very accurate depiction of him having a mini panic attack when he realizes how serious the relationship between him and the reader is getting.

Oh why thank you!! This series let me explore a lot of facets of their relationship, and this early on I wanted to emphasize the domestic aspect that Dean hasn't gotten since Lisa. Mixed into their hunter lifestyle, hopefully it would be a better fit for Dean and the reader here.

LOL his mini man panic attack was so fun to write. And Sam just being like, "A-huh, you done?" 😂

He’s acting like such a guy when it comes to the reader moving his stuff around and I am HERE for it lol. Men really do freak out when you move their stuff and when you try to leave your stuff at their place. And even though we all love Dean, he really is that dude. Also love the classic guy thing when they never understand how long it takes a woman to get ready. It's a lot of effort boys and it's worth the wait. 😉

He really is! lmfao Men complain about women being "extra," but they can be so particular, especially about their stuff. We saw from Dean's room in the bunker that he likes a particular order to things, so I thought it would be fun to have that feminine energy in his life shake him up lol. And hell yeah it's worth the wait! 😌💅🏽

Is it wrong that I imagine Dean looking around at all her bottles and products in the bathroom in absolute horror with the music from Psycho in the background? 😂

LOL I can see it like an episode in my head!!

And he’s not used to having a stable girlfriend around him all the time, caring for him, genuinely invested in what he’s doing through the day, and that makes so much sense for him to be a little out of his comfort zone to have someone move in. I know that by saying this I am neglecting Lisa… but legit I want to forget about her oh my stars. Please make it go away…😬

Exactlyyyyy. It's taking some adjustment time for both of them as Dean gets used to having a girlfriend in his space. I think with Lisa he had to try and fit himself into her life, her house, her things, while in this it's the other way around, so it's still "new" for him in a sense.

Haha I'm about to throw myself under the bus, but I shipped Dean x Lisa hardcore when I was first watching the show! It was always the hopeless romantic for me wanting better for Dean on the show, seeing him with a stable family life. I think the writers had to do her characterization a bit dirty in order to write her and Ben out of Dean's life. 🥲🥲

The reader’s reaction to his subtle comments about where his stuff is was making me laugh. She’s so sassy and fun, and she’s the perfect other half to Dean.

Ahaha thank you!! I so appreciate you for saying that. 🥰 She's not without flaws, but I thought she could match Dean's energy and give it right back to him in a playful way. 💕 (Hairline kisses are so wholesome, aren't they?)

Also thank you so much for explaining what the food was because it all sounded amazing and I would not have known the first thing about any of it. 😅

Oh of course! That's part of the "everyone is welcome here" with the cultural aspects. Plus I've had people tell me they want to go out and find some Cuban food to try, like you went out and found some cafecito! 😘 I love writing about food. lol

Goodness I don't think I'm ever going to have a normal reaction to Dean making the reader feel better when her thoughts begin to ride the self-deprecation train. It's so cute how much he cares for her and wants to make her feel better and lets her know that she belongs there with him. (AND THE EYEBROW KISS *swoon*) Also I teared up when she said the thing about having someone to cook for, because oh man, the feminine urge to bake and cook and make things for other people is so strong with me. 😭

UGHH GIRL SAME. It defeats me every time fr. 😮‍💨😮‍💨

As much as she wants to take care of her partner in Dean (and feed him and Sam), Dean's instinct is to take care of her right back in how she needs. It's why I wanted to pair him with a "giver" like him.

Oh yeah, I infused a bit of myself there with "the feminine urge to bake and cook and make things for other people." 🥰👌🏽

I will also say that the lore/the way you incorporate actual hunts into your work is so seamless and you should be VERY proud of that. It is literally like watching an episode of Supernatural.

Omg thank you!! I try my best to make that aspect feel natural and do research when necessary--back into the show, in mythology, etc. 💜💜

I know that Dean didn't want to give Andy's mother false hope, but I probably would have done the exact thing the reader did. I would have made that promise to reassure Andy's mom. But at the same time I see Dean's argument about caring too much for the people around you. I think he probably gets that from understanding that there are a lot of things that can go wrong on a hunt and that at the end of the day you can't save everyone/you're not always in control of the situation even if you'd like to be.

Honestly yeah same, but I'm glad you could see Dean's side of the argument too! I think the most conflicty conflict is best when both sides have merit. Dean's experience backs up his points, but there's a more human touch that the reader is coming from.

The subtle The Walking Dead reference, very well done lol.

Ahaha thank you!! I stole that from 12x15 when Dean pulls out Lucille. 🤣

AND IT'S A CLIFFHANGER!!?😱 I can't be mad about that, I do them so often too when I write. I can't wait to read part 2 and hear the traditional "you should've listened to me!" 🥰

Cliffhangers work! I love a good cliffhanger honestly. It doesn't even bother me when I read them in other people's stories because it can be such a delicious narrative choice. 😏

Thank you so much again, friend, for this lovely review!! I really hope you enjoy Part 2 whenever you get to it. It's spicy, in more ways than one. 😘

Devour Me - Part 1

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Plus-Sized/Latina!Reader 

Summary: When you and Dean start to press each other’s buttons, both of your tempers ignite. To make up for it, you give him an impromptu salsa dancing lesson…one he didn’t exactly ask for. (18+)

AN: This is a two-part sequel to “Midnight Espresso!” I would read that one first before you dive into this one. (It’s fun, I promise!)

Word Count: 3,800 Tags/Warnings: Supernatural shenanigans, tiny bit of body insecurity, hurt/comfort, fluffy fluff, and a cliffhanger...

☕ Midnight Espresso Masterlist

Part 1: "A Takeover"

When Dean asked you to move in with him, he really didn’t think it would come to this.

Clearing a nightstand for you, half of the dresser, a section of his closet. Those things are reasonable. 

But this is a total takeover, he thinks, as he surveys the sheer amount of crap you’ve brought into his room.

Mind you, despite this still being a bunker, the décor is nice. You brought in sturdy, but stylish wicker baskets for his pile of cassettes (and your CDs) next to the TV, filing bins for the haphazard shuffle of papers on his desk, installed dark wood shelves on the wall for his various weapons and your collection of books. 

But he’d had his music organized—not alphabetically or chronologically, but by his own personal rankings of awesomeness. Now they’re all shuffled together by band name. 

Plus, he likes having his shotgun on the floor by the bed, within reach, not three feet above his head. And where the fuck is his collection of…magazines?

The point is, every time he looks for something, you’ve put it in a different place. Not to mention the damn bathroom (don’t get him started on all your shea butter lotions, makeup brushes, frilly-smelling soaps, and the army of hair products now taking up space in his cabinets and drawers). 

Dean is sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out where the hell his cassette of Zeppelin IV is, when you breeze into the room he now shares with you. You’re dewy with sweat in a Guns & Roses shirt and some yoga pants you reserve for cleaning. 

And that’s another thing. You’re more anal than Sam about having the bunker smelling like Pine Sol. However, as you’ve expressed before (after nagging him to pick up his dirty, and occasionally bloody clothes from the floor), while you like a clean house, you are not in fact the maid.

“Hey, baby. Can you fold these for me?” you request. “I need a shower.”

He raises a brow as you dump a new basket of fresh laundry onto the bed. It looks like you washed your clothes mixed in with his, which he actually doesn’t mind. He fishes out one of your red, lacey thongs with a hint of a smile. He bought you these last week, and they already have a tear. (His fault.)

“By the way, next time you move one of my things, mind leaving me a post-it note or something?” he dryly remarks. “It’s like a scavenger hunt in my own damn room.” 

You pop your head out of the bathroom, though he can tell by your bare shoulders that you’ve already gotten undressed. Your mouth is quirked at the corner. 

“It’s called organization,” you tease. “Apparently a foreign concept to you.”

You disappear back into the bathroom, giving Dean the privacy he needs to grumble almost inaudibly to himself. But then he hears your voice behind the door.  

“Oh, by the way. Your vintage collection of smut is in the bottom of your nightstand,” you call out. “That 1996 edition of Busty Asian Beauties is particularly classy.”

Dean hears the wryness in your tone, and his face actually heats up in embarrassment. He frowns at the bathroom door, his jaw tensing, but he takes a breath. Deciding to let it go with a roll of his shoulders, he puts on the TV to catch up on Dr. Sexy M.D. He also neglects the task you gave him, just for a little while.

When you’re still in the bathroom an hour later, Dean starts to get curious about what the hell you’re doing in there. The shower isn’t even running anymore.

That’s when he hears the hairdryer go on. 

He knows he’ll never be able to concentrate on his show with all that noise. So with a sigh, he clicks off the TV and eyes the pile of laundry. You probably cleaned the whole freaking bunker this morning. Despite his annoyance, he figures folding your clothes along with his own is the least he can do. 

Dean scoops up the pile back into the basket and takes it elsewhere. 

He finds his brother at the kitchen table and joins him with his basket. Sam’s gaze raises from his laptop to meet his brother’s grumpy face. He watches in mild curiosity as Dean plops down across from him and dutifully begins folding one of your shirts. 

“You okay?” Sam hazards the question. 

“Fucking peachy,” Dean replies. “Looking for a new case?”

“Yeah. Nothing yet.” Though Sam raises a brow when Dean all but tosses one of your girly sundresses on the table after it’s folded. (It’s yellow, and it happens to be his favorite on you.)

“Everything all right?” Sam asks. 

Dean glances up, finds his brother’s knowing eyes, and doesn’t have it in him to lie. He lets go of a breath, as well as one of his undershirts to rub at his forehead. 

“She’s nosey, Sam. She’s all up in my business.”

“Your girlfriend?” Sam clarifies, with raised brows. “Of six months.”

“Yeah, that one,” Dean quips, with all due sarcasm. “Ever since she moved in, she’s been going through everything, moving my crap every which way, making it so I can’t find a damn thing.”

Sam’s mouth edges at a smile. 

“I’m tellin’ you, Sam, she’s damn near taken over,” Dean insists. 

“You done?” Sam teases. Dean just leans in, like he’s about to level his brother with a secret. 

“Matter of fact, she locks herself in the bathroom for like, forever. I just heard the hairdryer go on, meaning another hour at least. What the fuck is she doing in there, getting ready for prom?”

Sam finally has to chuckle. “Clearly it’s been a long time since you’ve lived with a woman, Dean.” 

Dean scoffs. “Right.”

“And she’s actually been a big help in cleaning up around here,” Sam says, with a growing smirk. “Which is, quite literally, a refreshing change.”

Dean snorts at that. 

“Of course, you’re happy,” he says. “A new damn dish rack turns you on.”

Sam shoots him a wan look. “The question is, are you happy?”

That manages to take Dean by surprise. He hesitates to answer…

But he’s saved when he hears someone approaching. He knows it’s you because he can smell the mix of your floral soap and coconutty shampoo; it’s a scent that often lingers on your pillow and has unconsciously infiltrated Dean’s nose. 

His reply to Sam dies on his tongue when he sees you.

“Hey,” you greet both men, all bright and smiley with your hair in wild curls down your back. 

A lot of the time you keep your hair straight or loose and wavy, so it’s rare for Dean to see your natural look. It’s a good one for you, he thinks. Along with those jean shorts hugging your curvy hips, and the V-neck top you’re wearing, which offers a nice peek of cleavage. 

Your hand falls on his shoulder, with your thumb stroking his neck. You then brush that hand across his back as you pass by on your way to the kitchen. If possible, you’ve become even more touchy since you two got together.

Dean holds fast to your hand, stopping you in your path. 

“So that’s what you were working on in there,” he remarks. “Thought I was gonna need to break out the fire extinguisher.” 

You grin in amusement and do a little twirl under his hand, shaking out your curls a little.

“You like?” you ask. Dean tugs you back over. He reaches out and fingers at the soft ends of your hair. 

“Beautiful,” he says.

“Looks real nice,” Sam adds.

“Why, thank you.” Your smile is contagious, and Dean can’t help reciprocating. You drop a hand on his shoulder again.

“I know you’re our resident Gordon Ramsay, but I kinda feel like cooking today,” you say. “Is Cas coming home anytime soon?”

Dean nods. “Yeah, he called this morning. Probably dropping back in tonight.”

You nod. “Good! I’ll make plenty then…oh, wait, he doesn’t eat.”

“What did you have in mind?” Sam asks. 

“Well, I know you guys haven’t had much Cuban food, so I thought you might like to try some ropa vieja,” you reply. Sam’s brows knit together. 

“Old clothes?” he translates. His two years of high school Spanish can give him that much.

“Yeah! But it’s basically shredded beef with onions, garlic, tomato sauce, and a bunch of other good stuff,” you explain. Then your eyes brighten. “Oh! And I can make my grandma’s famous black beans, white rice, some bread with crushed garlic and olive oil…”

By the time you finish listing the things you plan on making, Dean is already salivating. 

Later that evening, when Dean actually gets to sample said food, he’s eaten enough for three men in the span of forty-five minutes.

“Jesus, man. Going for a record on indigestion?” Sam cautions him, despite his amusement. 

Dean pointedly ignores his brother to look over at you. After he swallows another forkful of beef stew, he says, “Not for nothin’, this is probably the second-best meal of my entire life.”

“Oh, yeah?” You giggle. “What’s number one?”

“Diner called Slammies in Alabama. Best fucking pie on Earth,” he easily recalls. “Double applewood bacon cheeseburger, chili cheese fries, brick oven pizza. Bar none.” 

Sam inclines his head, remembering the food coma he and Dean had that night. They’d hit the rock-hard pillows at the motel and slept like they’d been on an all-night bender. 

“But this is like, right there,” Dean says to you, leveling his hand up by his head. 

“Well, let’s see if this moves the needle,” you reply as you get up from your seat. You answer the question in his eyes. “Forgot something, hold on.”

But before you can leave the table, Dean reaches over and takes your hand. 

“Thanks, sweetheart. For all of this. I mean it,” he says. 

A soft, genuine smile grows across your face. You lean down and press a tender kiss below his hairline, stroking his cheek before you go. 

Dean quirks a smile. It’s taken him time to get used to how open you are with your affections, but he likes it. All of it. Every time you reach for him, touch him, brush against him, intentionally or not. He always has.

Though he has to resist embarrassment when he notices the way his brother is watching him. Sam raises a brow, smiling that irritating smile of his. 

“Oh, yeah. You’re not happy at all,” he intones.

“Never said I wasn’t,” Dean says defensively. But he perks up when you return. Maybe you’re bringing more garlic bread. 

Instead, you’re holding a tin pan.

“What’cha got there?” he asks.

“Dessert,” you announce. It’s a Cuban flan: creamy, rich custard with a consistency smoother than cheesecake, and thicker than pudding.  

You haven’t even sat back down yet when Dean carves himself a generous slice. He moans when a large forkful melts in his mouth. You start to blush as you watch him with crossed arms and a hand over your smile. You don’t know whether to be amused or flattered.

Sam watches his brother stuff his face with a subtle shake of his head.    

“You’re enabling him,” he tells you. You shrug, but then you rest your hands on both Sam and Dean’s shoulders. 

“Now I have someone to cook for,” you say. You have tears in your eyes, but you quickly blink and try to turn away. Frowning, Dean takes your hand. 

“Hey, where you going?” he says, and aims to pull you into his lap. You hesitate, knowing you’re not going to be able to squeeze between him and the table.  

“It’s okay, these hips don’t fit,” you chuckle wryly, with a sniffle. But Dean just backs his chair up from the table a bit to make room. 

“What’re you talking about? You fit right here,” he says firmly, and he tugs you down. This is the one thing Dean has tried his damndest to break you out of—that self-deprecating streak of yours. 

You finally accept being guided into his lap, where you indeed fit snugly across his thighs. His arm comes around the front to hold you close by your hip, while his other hand rests comfortingly on your back.

Looking up into his eyes, you draw enough courage to be honest. 

“I was mostly raised by my grandma,” you begin to explain. Your father wasn’t ready to be one, and so wasn’t in the picture. Your mother died when you were in high school. So when your grandmother also passed away a few years ago… 

Well, you’ve been alone for a while.

You sniff and wipe at your face, but your eyes close as Dean’s lips press above your brow. When you next open your eyes and cautiously look between the brothers, Sam’s sympathy warms you. 

“If it isn’t obvious, you have a home here,” he says. “We can never replace what you’ve lost, but…we’re your family too.”

You know that Dean feels the same way by the way he brushes the tears from your cheek, thumbing at your bottom lip.

"You're right where you need to be," he says, with a hand squeezing your hip. His sincerity is in his even tone, in the firmness in his eyes.

You’re able to smile a bit.

“Ah…I’m interrupting, aren’t I?”

The three of you turn to the kitchen doorway, where Castiel stands awkwardly. He clearly senses emotional tension, but it breaks the moment you turn to him with a tearful laugh. 

“Hey, Cas. Have you ever eaten ‘old clothes?’” you ask. 

His puzzled expression is absolutely priceless.  

When Sam finds a possible hunt in Hope, Indiana, Castiel agrees to go with you all. It’s a small, corn-fed town in the middle of nowhere, and five people have gone missing over the course of a year. 

The latest is a nine-year-old kid named Andy Campbell. That alone upsets you; if you have one weakness, it’s for kids.

“Local farmers have been reporting dead cattle too, drained of blood,” Sam says from the passenger seat in the Impala. “I’m thinking vampires trying to keep a low profile.”

“Sounds about right, if a bit sloppy,” Dean remarks. They are in the Midwest though. If this is a coven, or even a rogue vamp who’s been here a while, maybe they got lazy. “So what, police station first? Get any details they might’ve missed.”

“I want to talk to the kid’s mom,” you say. It earns Dean’s gaze at you in the rearview mirror. “We can get the last time she saw him, where he went missing, anything she might’ve held back from the police.”

He nods and shares a glance with Sam. “I’ll go with her. You and Cas scope out the station.”

The angel has gotten better at pretending to be a Fed, but not by much. Sam agrees, even though Dean sees in his face that he’d rather be taking his brother. Dean tempers a smile and keeps driving to the closest motel in this dusty town. 

You don a sensible pantsuit to match Dean’s Fed suit, along with your badges: Agents Buckingham and Nicks. 

When Andy’s mom, Rachel Campbell, opens the door of her modest home to you and Dean, he lets you take the lead. You’re good at this part, connecting with the victims and getting them to talk. He sometimes worries about you though—that your soft, sympathetic heart will get the best of you. 

“How long has Andy been missing?” you ask, accepting a cup of tea from the woman. 

Rachel is around your age, maybe a few years older. She looks run down, a shell of a human as she looks at the carpet rather than at you or Dean. You can’t know exactly how she feels, but you have a vivid imagination. 

And from the various pictures of her and Andy on the wall, just the two of them, you deduce that she’s a single mother. Just like your mom had been.

“Almost four months,” she admits. “The police station doesn’t even return my calls anymore.”

That upsets you, but you keep a lid on your emotions to focus on the woman in front of you. 

“Andy’s father, he’s not around?” Dean asks. Rachel shakes her head, confirming your suspicions.

“No, we split up shortly after he was born,” she replies, her tone tired and resigned. “I was at work. I uh, I work at a doctor’s office. Andy was supposed to come home on the bus, like any other day…but he never did.”

She sucks in a shaky breath as the beginnings of tears make her eyes red and glassy. 

“His school couldn’t tell me why he wasn’t on the bus. But one of his friends said he was late getting out of class, so he must’ve tried to walk home. Even though he knew he could call me when that happens…anyway, somebody must’ve grabbed him.”

Rachel looks away as a tear streams down her cheek, followed by another. You feel your throat tighten with a sympathetic burn behind your eyes, but you keep it at bay long enough to set down your tea. You reach out and lay a hand on the woman’s hand. She meets your steady gaze. 

“I promise, we’ll find your son,” you tell her.

“What?” you ask Dean as the two of you leave the small house, walking back to the Impala in the driveway. You just know there’s something up with him by the stoic look on his face. It isn’t so stoic to you. 

He waits until the two of you are in the car before he levels you with a raised brow. 

“Look, I know you want to find this kid. I do too,” he says. “But watch out about making promises you can’t keep.”

You frown back at him. “What’s better, letting that poor woman have no hope at all?”

In his mind, Dean thinks it’s worse to give her false hope. But he sees how stubborn you’re getting, so he doesn’t push it. The fact that you care about people like Rachel is part of what drew him to you in the first place, but there’s a line, he thinks. A point where you can care too much. 

When you two eventually meet up with Sam and Castiel, they’ve been able to confirm from the body of a recent Jane Doe, with a row of lethal bite marks on her wrist, that this is definitely a vamp case. 

After narrowing down where each of the victims were taken, the four of you sketch out a perimeter of where the monsters could likely be hiding. It’s Dean who finds the old barn on the verge of a corn field, about three miles away from the school where Andy was taken. 

You all wait until high noon the next day to scope it out. Looking into the front windows is useless; all evidence points to an empty home.

The back of the barn is another story. Cracking the barn door open reveals a large storage area, where a nest of vampires are sleeping in their beds. Some are coupled off, but you note a few on single beds.

Then, your eyes narrow on the humans sleeping piled together in the corner—three women, a young man, and Andy Campbell on a twin-sized bed of his own.  

Dean carefully closes the barn door, and the four of you regroup back to the Impala.

“It’s a bigger nest than we thought,” Sam says, though he keeps his voice quiet. Dean is already opening the trunk for his favorite machete. 

“First, let’s get those humans out,” he says. You agree with a nod when he hands you a weapon.  

Dean shoots you a wink. “This one’s Brenda.”

“What happened to Lucille?” you ask, taking the knife from him.

“That’s the bat wrapped in barbed wire. Matter of fact, I should break her out.”

Dean reaches into the trunk and pulls out the blood-stained bat. He rubs the handle fondly. 

“Ahh, Dad loved this thing.”

You sidle up next to him and glance over wryly. “You want some alone time with your big stick, there?”

Dean flashes you a smirk, giving you a long once over in your form-fitting shirt and jeans. “Well, you’re certainly welcome to join me, sweetheart.” 

You snort in response, bumping into his side with your hip. Dean teasingly bounces one of your curls in your face. You smile and swat his hand away.

Sam subtly rolls his eyes, despite a small smile as he shares a look with Cas.

“All right. Can we go, please?” Sam says in amusement. Castiel awkwardly straps on a machete to his belt. He doesn’t believe he’ll need it, but Sam and Dean are always prepared. He wants to be as well. 

You’re ready to go, but Dean holds you back by your shoulder. You look up at him curiously.

“Hey, follow our lead on this one, okay?” he asks. 

You sense that he’s hedging at something more specific with that request. 

“What do you mean?”  

“The kid. I know you wanna beeline for him the second we get in there, but hold off,” Dean says. His gaze is serious. “He could be turned.”

He got a good look inside, the same as you. The kid was lying on a bed while the other humans were chained up on the floor. Still, you shoot him an incredulous look. 

“Why would they turn a kid?” you ask. “They have the others.”

“Yeah, and they were chained up. Why not him?” Dean asks, imploring you to think logically. He shares a look with Sam, who silently agrees. You look between the brothers with pursed lips. 

“Maybe they don’t give a fuck, because they’re cocky assholes,” you retort. And you walk past them to head back towards the barn. 

The brothers and the angel share one last look, with Dean letting out a subtle breath before he follows you.

You creep back into the barn, as quiet as possible through the room of snoring vampires. The brothers and Castiel go to the sleepy women in the corner. They look dirty and malnourished, wearing threadbare clothing. Sam feels the pulse of the man prone on the floor, but he’s already dead. 

When one of the girls wakes with a whimper, Dean holds his finger to his lips, warning them all wordlessly to be quiet. He looks over and doesn’t find you next to him. He nearly curses out loud when he sees you heading for Andy’s bed across the room. 

Meanwhile, you touch the little boy’s shoulder and shake him a little. He wakes with a small sound of reluctance, but you shush him gently. 

“Andy?” You grasp his shoulders. He nods, though his blonde brows are furrowed with confusion. 

“Who…who are you?” he asks. He rubs at his sleepy brown eyes. 

“I’m here to help,” you reply in a whisper. “I’m going to get you back to your mom, okay?”

After a moment, he nods and lets you pick him up into your arms. You hazard looking over across the room, and you find Dean’s annoyed gaze. Despite the uncomfortable churning in your belly, you ignore him for now and head for the back door.

You’re only able to take a few steps when you feel a hand wrap tightly in your hair and pull it away from your neck, just for rows of several razor-sharp teeth to sink into your neck.

AN: 😬 ...Sorry. If you don't know me by now, I love a cliffhanger. But how'd you like Dean getting used to sharing his space? (And having someone to occasionally put him on his toes.)

Part 2 will feature a good old fashioned "you should've listened to me" fight, some angst, some making up, some salsa dancing, and a healthy dose of smutty smut.

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“I don’t care what that legendary gut tells you,” you sass back. “I’m not a little girl, and you’re not my damn father!”

Dean raises incredulous brows at the way you’re shouting at him. He crosses his arms. 

“What’s this, some kind of Latina temper?” he asks snidely. 

You truly become incensed at that. 

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