#like that is the sort of thing i would entirely make up if i needed everyone at the table to fuckin hate an npc

[grimsonandclover]

Backseat

2011!Art Donaldson x reader

Song of the post 'Diet Pepsi - Addison Rae'

Neither of you are very good at keeping your hands to yourself when you're on a road trip.

NSFW: MDNI

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The hum of the jeep and the cars driving past on the road were the only things that could be heard as Art drove. You sat in the passenger's seat, leaning an elbow on the center console, and your chin in your palm as you watched him. Eyes trailing his smirking side profile, the curl that bounced by his ear when he drove over speed bumps, and the bob of his Adam's apple when he swallowed. The hand that wasn't on the steering wheel was in yours, and you idly kissed his knuckles as you enjoyed his silent presence. Art didn't even comment on your staring anymore, long used to it. It would be hypocritical of him, anyway.

You were on a road trip of sorts, driving halfway across the country for a vacation. You could've flown. It would've given you a few extra days to stay home... but that means you couldn't make pit stops on long, empty stretches of road like you've done over the past day and a half. When you weren't furiously fucking each other in every seat of the car-- and sometimes outside of it-- you spent your time reading to Art, sharing playlists, or discussing the last movie or show you'd watched. You never tired of talking to him, and you never ran out of things to talk about. You were grateful you decided to drive instead.

The leftovers of your last detour was dripping into your panties, and while it was great for the first ten minutes after you continued driving, you decided it was time to properly clean up.

"Art, baby, can you pull over?"

The road was empty again, plains of sand and rock stretching far past the horizon on either side like a scene out of Dune, the occasional dried shrub sticking up from the soil like a frozen bolt of lightning. His foot lifted slightly from the gas, turning to look at you with an expression of disbelief. "Christ, again?" He scoffed an amused laugh. Eyebrows pulled back in slight disbelief at your apparent appetite. "We just did, baby."

"No, not for that. I need to change."

The words are spoken through a giggle, shaking your head. The car continues to slow down and he pulls over to the side of the road, his eyes pulling from the windshield to your ass when you turn and lean over to the back seat, reaching for your backpack where you packed a spare change of clothes. Art couldn't help himself, he just had to smack it.

You let out a yelp, reaching behind you to try and swat his hand away, his quiet laughter shaking his shoulders. "Your ass looks great in those jeans." Art has to physically restrain himself from grabbing or touching you again because it really does. They're ripped shorts, a DIY project of yours. You had accidentally cut them too short and now they were reserved for sweltering summers, and Art's eyes could never not drift to the peak of the curve of your butt under them when you'd wear them. Bending over how you were right now made the top of your underwear peak out, and Art's head fell back against his car seat headrest as he groaned "My girlfriend is so hot."

You gave up trying to reach the bag from the passenger's seat as it had fallen underneath, the fucker, forcing you to climb over entirely and finally zipping it open and check what you'd packed in it. You pull out little, lacy bloomer shorts tinged a baby pink and a bikini top in a matching shade. "What was I even packing for?" You question yourself out loud, holding the pieces up. Seriously, what occasion was past you trying to plan for? Sure it was summer, but you were still just on the road.

All your other clothes were packed into actual suitcases and you knew how much of a hassle it would be to open those up now, so, you just accepted you were gonna look like you were waiting to be shot by Petra Collins while on your way to...

"Baby, where exactly are we going to now?"

You can hear his laughter from the front seat again as you pull your top off over your head. You were constantly forgetting which state or city you were currently in or off to. "We're stopping in New Mexico, eventually," he starts reexplaining. You two have come to realize that if you'd stopped stopping so much, the trip would've already almost been over. "And we'll maybe reach Texas by tomorrow. Around an hour till we're at a hotel, babydoll."

Once your top is off and your bra follows (you genuinely couldn't remember the last time you'd washed it, it had to come off), you pull the bikini top over your head and adjust it. All the while, Art's watching through the rear-view mirror, eyes zoning in on your bare chest while you fumble with the strings getting caught in your earring. "You need help with that?"

His voice sounds far off, and you can almost see the drool pooling in his mouth. "No, I got it."

The soaked and sticky underwear comes off next, thrown into a spare plastic bag from some takeout, and the shorts come on. Almost.

"Wait." You hear from the front.

Art turns in his seat, unbuckling his seat belt. "New Mexico can wait."

If you had the ability at the moment, you'd be thanking any God there might be that there wasn't a car to be seen on the road, not a building for miles. Just the desert, a dehydrated shrub, and a horny couple going at it like wild animals on a car.

If you paid attention, you could feel sweat drip from Art's forehead to your bare shoulder as the deadly laser in the sky watched the two of you in shame. You'd be able to hear the slight squeak the Jeep made as it shook on its wheels. You could probably look around and spot a coyote or whatever resided in the New Mexico desert.

All you could feel was Art's cock ramming into you like it's the last time he ever can, and not the second time that day. His hip bone snapping against your ass, his hands gripping you under your bikini top, his slightly damp t-shirt pressing against your back, the subtle burn of the hot car metal pressing against the palms of your hands and cheek.

All you could hear was the soft 'ah, ah, ah' in your left ear where his panting mouth resided. Dirty sounds of skin slapping mixing with a distant bird singing somewhere and the hum of the engine. The scrape of his sneakers when Art's foot would slide a little against the asphalt with each urgent thrust. Even the small sound that came from your wetness squelching around him could be heard if you were paying attention.

You arrived to Texas a little behind schedule.

[official-cvntified-gay]

Here With You

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅ pregnant wanda x fem! reader

Wanda was radiant. Despite her round belly, the aches, and the mood swings, she had a glow that you couldn’t help but adore. You adore at how she managed to look more beautiful with each passing day. But that didn’t make the journey any easier—for both of you.

It started in the early weeks, when Wanda’s mood swings would hit without warning. You would come home from work to find her curled up on the couch, a mess of emotions unraveling on her face.

"Y/n," Wanda whimpered one evening as you stepped through the door, her eyes already glistening with unshed tears. Her voice is so small and vulnerable that it tugs on your heart.

"Hey, what’s wrong?" you asked, dropping your keys and rushing to her side, concern knitting your brow.

"I just—" She sniffled, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I was thinking about the twins, and then... then I realized we’re out of pickles."

You had to bite back a laugh, knowing that what she needed was understanding, not humor. "Oh, baby," you cooed, pulling her into your arms. "I’ll go get you pickles right now, okay?"

She nodded into your chest, her breath evening out as you rubbed slow circles on her back. It wasn’t the first time cravings had taken over her entire mood. You’d gotten used to them by now.

A few minutes later, you were heading back out the door, her pleading eyes following you like you were on a mission to save the world. And in some ways, for her, you were.

The late-night cravings became a ritual of sorts. It didn’t matter what time it was—if Wanda wanted something, you’d go out and get it. There was one night, though, where things went a little differently.

You were both curled up in bed, Wanda resting her head on your shoulder, when she sat up abruptly.

“Y/n,” she whispered, her eyes wide with sudden realization.

You blinked, still half-asleep. “What’s wrong?”

“I want ice cream. The cookie dough kind,” she said, her voice so serious you almost laughed.

“Wanda, it’s two in the morning,” you said, rubbing your eyes.

“I know…” she trailed off, her face contorting into that familiar look of disappointment.

You sighed, already swinging your legs out of bed. “Let me grab my keys.”

But before you could stand, she grabbed your hand, stopping you. “Wait… I don’t want you to leave.”

You looked at her, confused. “Then how am I supposed to get you ice cream?”

“I don’t need ice cream,” she said softly, a small smile playing on her lips. “I just want you here with me.”

The tension in the room eased, and you settled back into the bed, pulling her close. Her cravings weren’t always about food, after all. Sometimes, she just needed you—needed to feel connected, safe, and loved.

By the third trimester, the backaches were in full force. You’d wake up in the middle of the night to find her sitting on the edge of the bed, hands pressed into her lower back, groaning softly.

“Wanda?” you whispered, shifting to sit up beside her.

“My back,” she murmured, her voice strained with discomfort. “It’s killing me.”

Without saying a word, you moved behind her, your hands gently rubbing her lower back. She sighed in relief as your fingers pressed into her aching muscles, slowly working out the tension.

“How’s that?” you asked after a few moments, feeling her relax under your touch.

“Perfect,” she breathed. “You always know just what to do.”

You smiled to yourself, continuing the gentle massage, grateful that you could bring her even a little comfort. As you worked, she leaned back against you, her belly resting against your legs, the weight of it grounding you in the reality of what was coming—your life was about to change in the best way possible.

Some days were harder than others. The mood swings, the cravings, the backaches—sometimes it all hit at once. But you were there for each moment, ready with comfort, food, or just an ear to listen.

One evening, after a particularly long day, Wanda lay on the couch, her swollen feet propped up on a pillow. You were in the kitchen, preparing her latest craving—chocolate-covered strawberries—when you heard her voice, soft and pleading.

“Y/n my feet hurt so much,” she called.

You immediately wiped your hands and came to her side, kneeling in front of her and gently lifting her feet into your lap.

“Let me help with that,” you said, your hands already massaging her swollen ankles. She closed her eyes, sighing contentedly as your fingers worked their magic.

“God, you’re a lifesaver,” she mumbled, a sleepy smile playing on her lips. “How did I get so lucky?”

“You didn’t get lucky. You deserve this and more,” you whispered, continuing your soothing motions. “I’m the lucky one.”

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked at you with such adoration that it made your heart skip a beat. “I love you, detka,” she said, her voice filled with sincerity. “You’re going to be such an amazing parent.”

Your heart swelled at her words, and you leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “I love you, too, Wanda. And we’re in this together. Always.”

As the days passed and Wanda’s belly grew, so did the love between the two of you. Every mood swing, every midnight craving, every ache and pain—those were the moments that brought you closer.

One afternoon, you found yourself sitting with her on the balcony, the sun setting in a warm golden glow. Wanda rested her head on your shoulder, her hand gently rubbing her belly as the twins moved inside her.

“I can’t believe we’re going to be parents soon,” she whispered, a hint of awe in her voice.

“I know,” you said softly, squeezing her hand. “It feels surreal.”

“I’m nervous,” she admitted, glancing up at you. “What if I’m not good enough? What if I don’t know what to do?”

You turned to her, cupping her face in your hands. “You’re going to be an incredible mother, Wanda. You’ve already done so much for these babies. And we’ll figure it out together. Just like we always do.”

She smiled, her eyes soft and full of love. “Together.”

And as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in shades of pink and orange, you held her close, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them side by side. Every craving, every ache, every moment in between—it was all part of the beautiful, messy, wonderful journey of becoming a family. And it was everything you could ask for.

[munsonsmixtapes]

As You Wish

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

summary: you and Eddie meet at Robin’s Halloween party and realize that you’re dressed up as a couple

based on this request!

Eddie was convinced that he didn’t believe in love at first sight, but the second you walked through the door to Robin’s apartment, he was beginning to think that his mind was changed.

You looked absolutely breathtaking in your Buttercup costume and he was realizing that you were the new friend that Robin had made at work. The one she had gabbed about endlessly, always wanting to make it clear to Eddie you were very pretty and very single.

That was always something that his friends told him and faster many failed dates, he had revoked all of their setting up privileges. But this time…this time maybe he’d let it slide.

He turned away from you when you approached the snack table where he and the other three in his group had been standing. He wanted to remain cool and mysterious even though he knew that he was nothing of the sort. Maybe then he wouldn’t have been chronically single.

“And who might you be?” You asked and Robin patted Eddie on the shoulder to let him know that you were speaking to him. He whipped around, knocking over the bowl of chips in front of him in the process and was grateful that a mask was covering most of his face because it hid his blush.

He was quick to drop to the floor to scoop the chips back into the bowl and was so focused on what he was doing that he hadn’t even been aware that anyone had been helping him until a hand brushed his.

Eddie looked up slowly to see your eyes looking into his, a warm smile on your lips. His gaze shifted to your hands to see m that they were full of chip crumbs that you were picking up from the floor and he was about to thank you, the words on the tip of his tongue, but you had somehow rendered the man who never shut up speechless.

“I-“ he started, but his mouth was now dry and he was suddenly very aware of how hot his costume was. Jesus, he really needed a glass of water.

“Yeah?” You asked, your voice so gentle and he appreciated that you were being so patient with him. A lot of women he had come across would have made fun of him, but you didn’t. You had even gone as far as helping him clean up the mess he had made.

“D-“ he cut himself off again, not entirely sure what he was trying to say. He was blowing his shot at getting a date without and he hadn’t even said anything yet.

You gathered the rest of the chips into the bowl and then stood, offering him your hand and he took it, letting you help to his feet.

“Well, look at that,” you smiled as you got the full view of his costume. “It seems we’ve somehow dressed up as a couple.” You let out a chuckle and Eddie swore it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.

Your words finally registered in his brain and he looked down at his costume before looking at yours, seeing that the two of you actually did look like a couple and that made him feel even more sweaty than he was previously. What were you doing to him?

“Guess it’s fate,” you added with a wink and the man thought he was going to die right there.

“G-guess so,” he was finally able to get out and your smile widened at his agreement. Robin had told you that he was cute and she had been right, at least, you thought she had been even though you couldn’t see most of his face. And you thought his clumsiness was adorable. Most men you had come across had been cocky or way too confident so it was refreshing to see someone who wasn’t.

And his costume was impressive, so close to the one that Westley had worn in the movie and you wondered how much he paid to have it made. Surely something custom like that had to cost a pretty penny. Yours had just come from items you already had in your closet and you were lucky just how accurate everything looked.

“I really love your costume,” you complimented and you watched what you could see of Eddie’s cheeks turn bright pink. “Where did you get it?”

“I um-I made it,” he replied, stepping closer to the table to grab his bottle of beer that he had left sitting there. He took a sip, watching your face the entire time, gauging your face for any negative reaction. How many times had he told a girl that he made his own cosplay costumes only to be met by grimaces? It was all so exhausting to try to put on a facade, to pretend to be someone else and he was tired of it. That was why he had stopped putting himself out there, why he decided that it was better to be by himself.

But your face lit up as soon as the words left his mouth, fascination written all over it and the man swore he was dreaming for a second.

“You made this?” You asked, your beautiful smile getting even brighter. “That’s fucking awesome!” You were now grinning and Eddie resisted the urge to clean out his ears or make you repeat yourself.

“I did,” he nodded, your smile feeling infectious as one spread across his own lips. “I um-“ he cut himself off, but then thought he should continue, deciding that you were a safe space for him. “I make costumes all the time. I love to cosplay.”

Now you were beginning to understand why Robin was trying to set the two of you up. Not only had she probably (definitely) known that you two were going to coincidentally dress up as a couple, but she also knew that you both were into cosplay.

“Me too!”

“Now you’re just pulling my leg.”

“No, seriously, I’ll have to show you my photo album sometime.” Sometime as in…were you setting up a date?

“Yeah,” he nodded. “I’d like that.”

“Good,” you nodded. “Do you want to get a drink-oh-you already have one.” Eddie took another sip of his beer and realized that the bottle was in fact empty.

“Empty,” he held up the bottle and you nodded, feeling a shy smile appear on your cheeks that were starting to burn.

“Let’s go, then,” you held your hand out and Eddie took it without hesitation, letting you lead him into the kitchen for another drink.

“As you wish,” he responded with a smile as he looked down at your entwined fingers, subconsciously letting the pad of his thumb rub along your knuckles gently as he followed you, wondering what the hell he had done to deserve you.

You spent the rest of the night side by side on Robin’s couch, drinking and laughing with the rest of the group. And when the party came to a close and the two of you went down to where you had parked, you exchanged numbers, deciding that maybe Robin did know what she was talking about in regards to setting the two of you up.

[clonedchaos]

My Chaos Theory Season 2 Nonsensical Rambles! 🦖🦕

Okay, okay. This season was sooo good y’all! For those of you that have watched the season all the way through already, feel free to read. They’re just my comments, notes, and theories that I wrote down after watching each episode. It’s a whole lot of nonsense, really. THIS INCLUDES SPOILERS SO DO NOT READ BELOW THE CUT IF YOU DON’T WANT TO SEE ANY!!!

Happy JWCT Season 2 release day, too! 🎉 Happy Viewing! And thank you so much to our wonderful writers, animators, voice actors, and everyone in between who came together to make this absolutely phenomenal series come to life! I appreciate you all so very much for all your dedication towards a project that means the absolute world to me! ❤️💐 This season really tugged at the heart strings, and even got some tears out of me at the end. I want everyone to watch this beloved series spoiler free, so last warning— HEAVY SPOILERS AHEAD! I hope you all enjoy it just as much as me.

And again, thank you so so so much to the people who brought this amazing series to fruition. I’ve been struggling a lot lately, and this show— and its franchise— has really made the hard days in my life more bearable to overcome. It has helped me in many ways, and I just wanted you to know how much its meant to me (if they somehow see this). So… Thank you. 💐🌸🌺

🦕🦖 Camp Fam For Life! 🦖🦕

Episode 1:

KENJI WHAT THE HECK?! Why are you being so self sacrificing?! (I know why, but still) Painful to watch. The little spark of Yaz’s and Kenji’s old friendship is so cute, and I really hope she can help him work through this trauma more.

Okay, the beginning with Sammy and Yaz was so simple yet adorable. And the way Yaz wraps her arms around Sammy and pulls her close— STOP MY HEART! 😭🩷💜

Majungasaurus’s are cannibals in this franchise? I need to brush up on research for their species, but I’m just used to having a lot of them in one enclosure when playing Jurassic World Evolution. I’m glad they’re finally getting some spotlight, I’ve always had a soft spot for them. (Okay, I have a soft spot for every carnivore in this entire franchise but you know what I mean).

The lightning and animation was absolutely incredible, especially in the storm sequences. They did great at making the atmosphere fill you with a sense of dread as the characters were getting stalked at every turn. That one frame of Darius hiding behind a crate and holding up his phone towards the Majunga is a personal favorite of mine.

The fluffy moment of Darius, Ben, and Sammy trying to be the first to match a roar with its proper dinosaur was soooo cute. My favorite parts of this series have always been times when they can just relax and have fun— I’m a fluff enjoyer, what can I say? One thing this show really excels at is fostering a lovely friendship between the campers. Their interactions are always lovely.

Darius being the first one to reach out to Kenji and haul him from the boat… I’m glad they’re slowly reconnecting again.

Okay, LETS TALK about the Ben noticing Brooklynn thing. I feel like the DLN fumbled the bag in terms of keeping her a secret. Like… why did they have her in the video? If they’re using her for their own gain like I’m assuming, why would you want to give anyone the inkling that she could be alive? I guess they just didn’t think no one would notice? I mean, she’s the only one not wearing the mask in the photo.

Not Kenji making jokes about his deceased father… It’s in character for him, yes. But still… as his friends said: “Too soon.”

Episode 2:

I read the title “Marooned 5” as “Maroon 5”…

Already I love the new character. It’s really cute how Zayna’s friendship with the Gallimimus sort of mirrors Darius and his ties towards the same species. The Stegos also looked like they were protecting her when they sensed danger.

Sammy being the mama bear of the group now is so 🥺🥺. She’s still the cheerful, positive gal she always was, but I love how she’s matured as she’s grown up.

Kenji trolling Darius got a laugh out of me. Brothers will be brothers.

Suchomimus appreciation! I absolutely adore its patterning, it reminds me a lot of the African savanna’s. It’s ironic, given that Sucho’s were first discovered in Africa. I wonder if that’s merely coincidence, or maybe, just maybe, they’re being transported to continents that they would have lived on millions of years ago? Could it be the DLN’s doing? Or am I just looking into it too much? (Future Me here: Yes, you are)

KENJI WHY DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?!?!?! Bro literally squared up with a Suchomimus. Admire the bravery Kenj, but you’re making my anxiety worse, my guy. 😭😭

I really enjoyed the hints of cohabitation that was present in this episode. Humans gave the stegosaurus’s food, while the stegos offered them protection from predators. THIS is stuff I wanted to see in Jurassic World Dominion. I wanted to see HOW humans coexisted with these dinosaurs.

THE CONCEPT ART *chef’s kiss*

Episode 3:

Ah. We come to the episode a large part of the fandom has been waiting on… A Brooklynn backstory. Boy, was it a doozy. For starters, I didn’t know Brooklynn was a biker. Really hyping up that bad girl persona.

The campers keeping in touch on a zoom call makes this so much more upsetting. They still seemed very close up until Brooklynn died. Then, they just lost touch for a while.

I’ve started realizing I relate a lot to Brooklynn, especially in this episode. She’s overworked and “all over the place”. As someone who can sometimes put too much on her own shoulders, I 100% understand the level of stress she’s putting on herself. Not to mention she can be so caught up in one thing that she misses the actual moment in reality. It’s something I myself am working on; adhd doesn’t exactly help. But I definitely get where’s she’s coming from.

THE DARIUS CONFESSION STRESSED ME OUT HOLY CRAP— Like, the way Brooklynn inches away, Darius quickly tries to change the subject. Gods, it made me anxious just watching. I literally put my head in my hands and started mumbling to myself during the scene. (I’m slowly going insane 😭)

Seeing Brooklynn in pain and anguish once she realized how she lost her arm was heartbreaking. This was the time she needed her friends most. But for their safety in Brooklynn’s eyes, they couldn’t be there.

THE POOR COMPY WITH A CONE AROUND HIS NECK! 😭😭😭 No nibbling, he’s banished to cone jail!!!

So… the camp fam and Brooklynn’s dads came together for her funeral… I could have only imagined how rough that would’ve been. I’m honestly glad they didn’t show it, because I would’ve been balling uncontrollably for the next hour. And the fact that she was going to reveal her false death to her friends and family RIGHT before the DFW came in and screwed it up?!?! Ahhhh!!!!

THAT GUY?! WASN’T HE THE ONE WHO COULDN’T SHOOT A GUN IN SEASON 1?! AND SAMMY’S FARM WAS A SETUP, DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT?!?!?!?! (Someone please clarify, idk if he was talking about farms in general or if it meant Sammy, I forgot)

Episode 4:

Heck yeah! Malta! Crossing my fingers they show it in a later episode.

The small moment of Sammy watching Zayna and her mom… I NEED to know what went on between her and her parents.

Love the parallel between the opening of JW Dominion and Brooklynn’s escape at the farm. It’s a nice little throwback.

Dubai? Why Dubai? I absolutely love the mystery aspect, it’s like the more they reveal, the more questions are brought to the surface. The writers and everyone really went above and beyond this season.

Episode 5:

Sammy acting as the protective older sister of Zayna is so in character for her. “14 and 3/4. She’s still countin’ quarters, Kenj!”

Okay, I probably should’ve said this in an earlier episode, but Ronnie having the user Clever Girl just makes me so inexplicably happy.

SOYONA SANTOS?!?! AAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

WE’VE WON GUYS, WE’VE WON!!!! GUYS IM LOSING MY MIND AS IM TYPING THIS!!! IVE ALWAYS WANTED HER TO HAVE A BIGGER PART TO PLAY AND HOLY MOLY SHE DOES! OF COURSE SHES THE BROKER! HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS?!?!?! AND IT’S HER ACTUAL ACTRESS VOICING HER TOO!!!

*ahem* Anyways… I’ll try and keep my cool.

Soyona is artsy? She’s very demure, very mindful. In all actuality, I’ve always been very interested by her character. She’s very poised an elegant, yet calm and calculating at the same time. Her and Brooklynn having a sort of “chess match of wits” which was very entertaining to watch.

Well, Camp Fam, looks like we know where Red has been all this time. I wonder if Red is Soyona’s favorite of the pack, much like Blue is to Owen.

Poor Yaz having to share a boat with Kenji and Ben while they’re arguing like an old married couple. She’s such a mood, no wonder I kin her.

Episode 6:

Poor Ben. Why is everyone having panic attacks? 😭😭😭

I think it’s interesting how Yaz, whom is the most introverted of the 6, ends up being the peacekeeper in this season. She knows when her friends are hiding something, and she’s going back and forth trying to help everyone out all at once. Her and Brooklynn are pretty similar in that regard, I’ve noticed.

Sammy’s a vegetarian? I guess it makes sense given her love of animals.

OKAY THE HIPPO VS SUCHO SCENE?!?!?! THEY LEFT YAZ?!?! Nononono I’m panicking!!! SAMMY’S FACE WHEN SHE REALIZED!!! I’m so worried, she definitely must’ve gotten a concussion from that hit.

I really wanna know if Red would have attacked Soyona during her deal with Brooklynn. Every cut in film is directed with a purpose. If they’re showing you something, it’s meant with intent. Maybe it’s a coincidence they kept cutting toward Red and having her in the limelight between them, but was the Raptor debating having Brooklynn in charge of her? Maybe Atrociraptors aren’t THAT smart, but I’m curious to know. After all, it’s implied Soyona raised them with a personal connection. If Red is similar to Blue, would she had done it had Brooklynn asked?

Episode 7:

Sammy’s 100% in distress mode. She doesn’t care if what she’s doing is level headed, she just wants to protect her girlfriend. And honestly… I could blame her. If I were in her position, I would’ve reacted the same.

I know I’m supposed to be scared of the Suchomimus and all that, but… it looked so adorable when it was curled up!!! Darn it, carnivores can be cute too!!!

I love how Darius tries his best to talk to Zayna… with Sammy sitting right behind them. Like Darius she’s hearing EVERY WORD you say my man 😭. And Zayna’s RESPONSE and EXPRESSION! “Sammy’s girlfriend is by herself surrounded by killer dinosaurs. Why would I take anything she says personally?” 😐 She is very mature for her age, honestly.

Flying Pterosaurs… ITS ALWAYS THE FLYING PTEROSAURS THAT RUIN EVERYTHING!!!

More animals coexisting was fun. Well, coexisting as in Sucho’s eat hippos for a late night snack and Lions eat Dimorphodons for dinner. I’m sure it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, of course, but I really like how this series is giving us more of dinosaurs living among other animals and humans. As stated earlier, it barely got touched on in Dominion. THIS is the type of content I’ve been waiting for!

NAH THAT SUCHO SWIMMING SCENE WAS CREEPY—-

I love how Kenji immediately embraces Yaz. She just wants to hug her girlfriend and Sammy’s standing there straight faced like “…” And Yaz saying “I really wanna hug my girl right now.” 😭😭😭😭😭 YASAMMY DESERVES THE WORLD!!!

Episode 8:

YAZ HUGGING KENJI IM ABOUT TO CRY SO MUCH Y’ALL!

Darn it, I was hoping for an Indoraptor hidden in the lab. 😞 Wouldn’t have made sense, but hey, worth a shot. But what DOES make sense is how there got to be so many dinosaurs roaming around the world once Dominion rolled around. Of course they would try and clone new ones to maximize profits. There was only so many that got released post Fallen Kingdom.

The blind Baryonyx… all I can think about is giving it a hug. Poor little one is stuck down there, more than likely because Santos figured she couldn’t sell it. I wanna adopt them. :(

NO IM NOT READY FOR THE ARGUMENT I DONT WANNA SEE IT!!!!!!

Episode 9:

Ironic how creation… kills the creator. It’s honestly sad how he manipulated the baryonyx’s genes to remove its eyesight entirely. It’s nice to see a use of echolocation, however. The movies never get it quite right imo or just don’t bring it up ever.

Okay, Soyona’s “Trust is hard to come by” line makes me think… what if The Handler could have stolen some of the raptors from her? Sure, she hired a hit out for the campers and more than likely enlisted the Handler’s help. However, both of them have a deep connection with the raptors. Maybe Red was the only one who stayed by Soyona’s side? It’s a great stretch, but it just got me thinking.

Brooklynn needs evidence to send Santos to jail, right? But… she’s out doing stuff in Dominion. So either someone bails her out of jail, OR, Brooklynn fails… which one is it?

Episode 10:

WE MADE IT! Did I spend roughly 5-6 hours binge watching this for the entire day? Maybe. Do I feel like garbage for not getting out of bed? Umm… Kinda. (I’ll try to exercise, I promise…)

I WAS SO SCARED KENJI WAS ABOUT TO PUNCH BEN! DUDE WHAT?!?!?!

I love how the villains in this franchise aren’t just treating their Dino’s like the Indominus and Indoraptor were treated. Both the scientist and Soyona ended up forming bonds with their animals. AND WHAT WAS THE THING WITH RED?! HELLO? SHE CAN LITERALLY MIMIC NOISES?!?! THIS WAS LITERALLY MY FACE DURING THAT PART NO JOKE:

ITS SO CUTE BUT HORRIFYING?!?!?! ITS LITERALLY A PARALLEL OF THE INDOMINUS GETTING THE RAPTORS TO TURN AGAINST OWEN!!! RED IS BECOMING ONE OF MY FAVORITE DINOSAURS Y’ALL, I’M FREAKING OUT!!!!

I literally do not care how unbelievable of a scenario that would be. It was freaking cool!

That one frame of the Baryonyx in the dark hallway is so creepy… My sleep paralysis demon fr.

So… let’s talk about the end… Not only do I really really need a season 3, but I just… I don’t know… The moment Kenji grabbed Brooklynn’s hand before she headed into the jet is what prompted me to cry. Yes, I did cry, don’t judge me plz. 😭 “I’m not the Brooklynn you once knew”… NO! YOU ARE!!!! I was waiting, waiting for Brooklynn to ditch Soyona and embrace her friends, leaving the show off on a note where they have to stop her and Biosyn. But… Brooklynn left them. This entire season, I was waiting for them to be with one another again… All I can think about is- where do they go from here? Brooklynn has shown she’s willing to do whatever it takes to expose this mess, even if it meant abandoning her friends… So what’s going to happen when her friends follow her? How long can she keep this up?

[quibbs126]

Here we are, I’ve finally done some kind of Cookie Run fanart

It’s more human Cookies because I wanted it to be simple and me not have to do much work. Also sort of why there’s no hats

I ended up doing coffee Cookies, mostly because I wanted to draw Latte and Espresso, and after Cappuccino I didn’t know who else to do

I probably could have just done Parfaedia people, but screw it, ingredient connection

I did Affogato prior, hence why he’s not here. Also I’m convinced that I’ve still missed some coffee involved Cookies, probably more recent ones. But I’ve at least drawn some of them

I also only remembered there was an actual Coffee Cookie right after finishing, but I don’t feel like adding her right now

Personally I really like how Latte and Tiramisu came out in particular, and on the other hand, I think Cappuccino and Coffee Candy are the weakest. Hopefully I’ll figure out how to make them look better in the future

In my eyes, Latte here dyes her hair with the blonde highlights, Espresso has some grey streaks forming, Cappuccino’s old and stressed and has white hair happening, Coffee Candy either has her hair darkening more or is also using blonde dye, and Tiramisu just has darker roots

I think I wanted to give Mocha Ray more, like at least a kind of veil/headdress on her head, but I wasn’t sure what kind of thing would work for her. I mean maybe a hijab, but also those are supposed to cover all your hair from what I remember, so it wouldn’t have entirely worked. But I at least gave her freckles, which I think look nice

Also thankfully, because they’re all based on mostly brown things, their original colors can mostly stay, outside of some color tweaking

Also now I want to headcanon Latte and Cappuccino as specifically related. Like he’s maybe her uncle or something. Maybe that’s too big a gap in age, that’s probably gonna put Cappuccino in his 50s, but he’s definitely older than her and I want them related. Maybe he can also be related to Espresso but it’s more distant

Also we need more proper coffee drink Cookies. I know they’re popular OC names, but we can have a few more. Add in a Frappe or Macchiato or even an Iced Coffee or something. Especially in Kingdom, as far as I recall there’s still only three

But yeah, I think that’s about it right now. Hopefully you enjoy this addition to what is supposed to be my regular content

I don’t know who I’ll do next on the human side

[fisheito]

moms at the sports game.....

[thelovers-thedreamers-and-me]

the downside to being a sitcom neighbour sort of person is that when rough things happen and emotionally fuck u up a lil bit, it also sounds completely made up

[teddybeartoji]

i think i mentioned that my dad let some guys put film on our windows so they'd reflect the sun a bit more or whatever right....... well they did that yesterday and everything was fine they washed my window and everything but now . i look out and there's a fucking CRACK IN THE GLASS????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

[invisiblecities1972]

i was put on this earth to be a social experiment

[deoidesign]

I have a question, but it may be already have been answered in the story (my brain is just not the best with memory).

Since vampirism symbolises for you chronical illness (which, omg, that is a hot take I've never thought off before and love from now on), does Steve count as chronical ill, too, with the whole halfvampire thing going on? So, would his uncontrollable time jumping each month be a symptom of that chronical illness?

not in the story, no worries! Just a possible interpretation and my personal intent when writing.

As a small aside I personally don't like to think of chronic illness as something that people "count" as, so to speak, it's an extremely personal label and incredibly varied between individuals and as with all disability there is never such thing as hard lines or black and white... but I understand why you worded it that way and I understand what you're asking.

So, yes, Steve is also chronically ill within this framework. The entire comic is sort of shaped around this, to be honest! I mean he canonically has some pretty extreme memory issues... He's also canonically homeless (not that this is an illness but I just mean it's something I think most people forget about him when discussing him). And, yes, his condition is uncontrollable and is severely impacting his ability to live the life he wants to live.

He has just been barely coping up to the point we meet him, and has been very desperate which is what led him to creating that list of deviations. He has periods where his body is out of his control, he is unable to form relationships, he hurts others without meaning or wanting to... Yeah. He's metaphorically relating to a lot of things, really.

So, yknow, you're welcome to interpret him as you'd like! for me I relate a lot with my various issues and conditions and thus that's why I've projected on him the way I have, but of course I would understand entirely different interpretations of what is inherently metaphorical.

[aria0fgold]

My headcanons for the named trio in The Cursing of Chateau Castle series:

Josephandre is a big bear. It just fits for him I think! He gets he/him pronouns, and as a way to make him a liiiil more relatable for Mira, he'd have two craft types (Rock type being his main one and paper craft for the other). Battle style wise, I think it fits him to be more of a self-sustaining tank. He buffs defense, heals, and puts up shields. For his weapon, he'd use his fists like Isabeau. He'll be the second fastest in the trio.

Lady Irene-Janine-Kanine looks like an elegant noblewoman on the outside but she has vibes similar to Euphrasie! She gets she/her pronouns. Her craft type is Paper. Battle style wise, she's more on the offensive side, a main dps kind of thing. Most of her skills focus on buffing attack and speed, she'd have an item that helps regen her hp a lil bit and her chosen weapon is an umbrella. The tip is a sharp blade so it's used like a spear that has a hidden sword in its handle. Open it, and it becomes a shield! That'd be one of her skills too, although it's only applicable to her. She's the fastest one of the trio.

Pierre-Jacques-Erneste looks like a nobleman and carries himself as such! He gets he/they pronouns. Their craft type is Scissors. Battle style wise, he's more of a debuffer, skills focusing on weakening the enemies, slowing them down, poisoning them. Their weapon is a sword dagger, though he doesn't seem to be able to handle it well, how clumsy! But he Is a nobleman so it makes sense! Oh but... why doesn't he have a title? They're the slowest one of the trio, how strange, he seemed to be faster than Lady Irene-Janine-Karine that one time though.

[sysig]

But would you tho (Patreon)

[wr0ngwarp]

um. uh. hi every body. something evil and malevolent happened in my brain this month.

this is. um. a Jet Set Radio/Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Death joke AU, spawned out of a in-joke that started in a pokepasta discord. my apologies to both the pokepasta and jsr fandoms

the entire basis is the idea that Corn in Future retconned og JSR Beat as leader/founder of the GGs (is beat being leader in the og even CANON?) so Corn and Beat are the Myras. no it's not a joke funny enough to justify how many hours i sunk into drawing these. no attempt was made to change the setting, assign most of the other cast, or otherwise make this au hold up to ANY amount of scrutiny. if i tried to make this actually work somehow then i'd REALLY end up too far gone. also i keep calling myrtle!beat "Meat".

MEANWHILE, IN A BETTER UNIVERSE:,

[greetingsfromuranus]

Man nobody told me the comedown from a manic episode lasts like a year

Makes sense now I guess lmao

[elainemorisi]

like, the only true whopper in lo these two seasons has been Armand's credit-claiming for the (onstage) lifesaving, right. which was allowed to persist for not even the duration of a full episode. I don't think I'm forgetting anything here, right?

anyway, would be nice if more theorizing noticed that lol

[phagodyke]

looking up info on keloid scarring is so helpful. thanks man I didn't think of trying that one