#so bizzare and interesting to see this

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Some interesting differences I found

While writing Firelight AU I always have the manga open in a seperate tap since there are some canon scenes I have to describe. I do own the manga myself - but in German. So it is always interesting to see the translation choises in the different languages that have been made.

For example:

In chapter 29, Narsus says "I find that whenever our paths cross, I wind up staying far from human decency. It's rather troubling to me." to Hilmes. In german he says: "Finding you in such a remote area that is what worries me!" (original: "Dich in so einer abgelegenen Gegend anzutreffen, das ist es, was mich bekümmert!")

Like - these two translation of the same scene/dialouge in different languages conveys two complitely different feeling and messages! In English, he is more talking about himself and the unpleasantness he feels while in Hilmes presence. As in German, he talks about Hilmes - very disrespectfuly even - and sarcastically being worried about him (as in response to the same sarcastic tone Hilmes talks to him (Narsus actually starts first with the mocking in german as he says "Honored" Lord Silver Mask ("Verehrter" Lord Silbermaske). Narsus is such a little shit, I can't-)).

Does anybody know what he says in japanese originally? I want to see the original context and what Hilmes actually says to him.

Feel free to add more if you read in any other language other than English.

[ciggycat-art]

Started reading SBR and I think Gyro is really cool

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

i forgot that shipwreck documentaries make me cry somehow

[k00sblogger]

Summary: When a movie night strikes up quite the interesting conversation, the night takes a turn that you definitely never expected.

Warnings: threesome, big dick jk, nipple play, pussy eating, dirty talk, detailed smut, sneaky behavior.

Pairing: Bsf!Jk x Fem!Reader x FemBsf!Mirae

A/n: put my own little spin on this request, hope the anon likes it.

🔗: m.list

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"Hurry the movies starting!" mirae shouts as you and jungkook rush to finish packing the snacks into little bowls. Jungkooks continuous laughter makes you smile as you grab three sodas and rush them out to the living room.

Mirae let's out a content sigh when she sees you both, gesturing to the movie starting on the screen.

Mirae and jungkook had been your friends since freshman year of high school, and you'd basically grown up together. Seeing them turn from nerdy teens to full blown adults felt bizzare.

Just like high school, the three of you still spent all your time together. Some may say people your age should be in relationships by now, but it had just never worked out that way for any of you.

Jungkook had the same girlfriend for years, but she'd cheated on him the second they parted ways for college. After that he just never seemed to bat his eyes at a girl the same way again.

Mirae on the other hand was never one for relationships. Usually she moved around to whoever caught her eye and embraced her singleness. She was an amazing person regardless, anyone who had her would be a fool to ever let her go.

Surprisingly, she changed her ways the past year and a half. She hadn't talked to any guys, and she seemed happy with it.

Oh and you? You had a few boyfriends here and there, but your love life recently had been pretty dry. You were too caught up in work & friends to bother looking for someone to spend the rest of your life with.

You didn't really know how you felt about marriage anyway.

"Pass me the popcorn." Mirae whispers, reaching over jungkooks lap to take the bowl from you before you can even think of an answer. You don't mind, grabbing a nearby blanket and throwing it over the three of you.

The sound of popcorn being chewed is the only thing heard amongsts the three of you as the movie plays, all eyes trained on the screen.

Jungkook does his best to ignore the fact that both of you were pressed tight against him, sandwiched between the two of you as your breasts sit right against both of his arms. His pants do get a little tight, and though he didn't have a crush on either of you- he was still a man..

A man with needs to be specific. So having two girls tits pressed against him was a bit of a bummer when he may not be getting any pussy by the end of this.

You had to admit the movie was much better than you thought it'd be, and you cursed yourself for enjoying it because you knew jungkooks teasing would come soon after.

He'd suggested the movie to the both of you earlier that day, and though mirae was on board- you were not. Initially you weren't one for romance movies, and honestly you still weren't. This one just happened to be different, and you were starting to like it a little too much.

Being that it's a romance movie, it's not long before three naked bodies take place on the screen- moaning and kissing as sensually as possible. (Watching this always makes you wonder how awkward it must've been to film it.)

You could never be an actor, because you'd laugh in your co stars face if you had to fake having sex together.

"Y'know- having a threesome doesn't seem bad." mirae's statement causes you and jungkooks heads to snap toward her, watching in amusement as she shovels more popcorn into her greedy mouth.

"Really?" jungkook says, pinching the bridge of his nose at her words. She shrugs at both of us, gesturing toward the sexual scene on the tv with her hand. "You guys wouldn't be down?" she questions.

You think about it for a moment, your not exactly opposed to it. To be honest the longer you dwell upon it, the more it intrigues you- maybe it would be sort of fun?

"I think it'd be pretty cool." a cheesy smile flashes over miraes face at your confession, and she reaches over jungkook again so she can playfully nudge your shoulder. "That's my girl!"

Her sudden enthusiasm about the subject makes you laugh, and you can't stop a blush from spreading across your cheeks. "Jungkook? What do you think?"

You'd almost forgot that he was there, being that he'd been so quiet. Mirae didn't even need to ask the question, you could tell he was interested by the way he was still watching the three of them fuck on your tv screen.

"Helloooo, earth to jungkook?" you say, waving your hand in front of his face. He shakes his head when you do, almost as if he was snapping out of some trance. Mirae lifts a hand as she nods in content. "Nevermind- you've answered my question."

He gives a awkward laugh, adjusting his position on the couch to more of a slouch. "I'm down." he mutters, and the way he bites his lip afterward lets you know he's already thinking about it.

"Oh yeah? I think you'd be too scared." mirae counters, and you roll your eyes when jungkook gives her a shocked look. Clearly her little comment had gotten him riled up.

"Scared? Hell no." he scoffs, sitting up properly as he looks at you to back him up. You do nothing but shrug playfully, you weren't helping him out on this one- preferring to sit back and watch them bicker.

"You don't have the balls." mirae tests him even further, cocking her eyebrow at him as she continues to eat the last of the now cold popcorn.

"Try me." he mutters, and you can tell he's annoyed. Mirae had a way of getting to people, even you sometimes. She found it hilarious, jungkook on the other hand did not.

"Okay then, kiss y/n." the challenge makes you sit up straight, furrowing your brows at her. Well shit, you weren't disgusted at the thought- just surprised that she'd even suggest that.

Your heart beats a little faster when jungkooks turns to face you, and the look on his face was more determined than ever. Was he really gonna do it? Kiss you just to prove a point? No way.. it wasn't even that serious, just a stupid joke.

Clearly it was not, because two seconds he pulls you up and his lips are pressed flesh against yours. His hand keeps a nice hold on your cheek as he tugs a little at your lower lip before pushing his tongue into your mouth.

Oh.

This wasn't just a flimsy kiss, he was making out with you.. and you liked it. You didn't really understand what was happening and why the kiss kept on for so long, but fuck were you enjoying it.

Best believe his point was proven.

You enjoyed everything about it. The way his hands slid down your to your waist, and then to grip a handful of your ass. The way he kept pressing his body into yours. He was more than a good kisser, he was a fucking god at it.

Kisses peppering the back of your neck cause you to peel your eyes open, and that's when you realize it's mirae standing behind you. You can feel her clothed tits on your back as she does so, her soft hands hovering over jungkooks that still sit on your waist.

The realization of what's happening causes you to move your lips away from jungkooks, but he simply kisses you again before you can bother to utter a word.

You didn't know why, but the kisses from both of them convinced you to take off your shirt. Along with your pants, and then your panties, until you were completely naked for both of their eyes to see.

For a split second you wonder why mirae was so quick to join in and kiss on you as well, but you shake off the thought as quickly as it bubbles in your mind.

"Holy.." jungkook mutters, eyes concentrated on your full breasts. He takes it upon himself to bring his hands up to your chest, smiling as he cups your boobs in his warm hands. The feeling of your cold nipples against his palm made his dick even harder.

He's quick to undress himself after you, moving hastily to release his growing boner. Your eyes widen on their own at his length, all those times he boasted about his dick size clearly wasn't a joke.

"Surprised?" he asked, smirking at your reacting to the sight. You can hear mirae's hoarse laugh in your ears as she places her left hand on your shoulder, and her right hand at the base of jungkooks dick.

Her clothed chest is still pressed to your bare back, wanting to touch him but be close to you all at the same time. You liked the view you had, squished right in the middle of both of them as she reaches around you to jerk him off.

You don't realize how you've went to fondle your own clit, the sight so hot that you could no longer sit here untouched. Wetness leaks onto your thighs, making them all wet and sticky just how you loved it.

"For fucks sake..." he babbles to himself, groaning at the pressure of mirae's hand wrapped tight against his hard cock. Your finger's aggressively rubbing against your sensitive bud, already wanting to reach a orgasm even though this has only just started.

Jungkook notices and quickly takes action, grabbing a hold of your wrist to move it away from the area. "Patience." is all he says, and you oblige though the last thing you wanted was to wait.

Not when you were naked between the both of them like this.

You swore you weren't crushing on your friends, but it'd be a downright lie to say they were ugly- because they weren't. In fact, they were some of the hottest people you'd met.

You even used to have a crush on mirae in the 5th grade, but you'd never let her know that. It didn't matter anyway, you guys weren't even friends back then. Shit she barely even knew your name.

Mirae's roaming hands pull you out of your thoughts when you feel them on your waist, pulling you even closer to her as she sits down on the couch behind her.

Your bodies are warm and snug against each other as you lie between her thick thighs. She can't help but to slide her hands right under your breasts and grip them just to tease you.

It pulls a long moan out of you, leaning your head against her shoulder as she massages the tender blobs. Every few seconds she swipes her thumb over you nipple, aiming to get them nice and hard to her own liking. (Which she succeeds in.)

"Mm, she likes that." you feel mirae's breath on your ear, and you nod though she's speaking to jungkook and not you.

Your eyes flutter open and closed, realizing how much you enjoy being teased and played with ever so gently. Everytime your eyes open you can see jungkook massaging the length of him, his tip touching his happy trail from how hard he is.

He needed to be inside of you, immediately.

So he gets straight to it, leaning down to pull your hips to the very edge of the couch. Mirae understands what he's trying to do, and traces little shapes on the undersides of your thighs before pulling them up and out of his way.

"Needy?" he asks.

His voice makes you wanna cum all over him, and he hasn't even placed a finger on your cunt yet. You nod frantically, letting him know you want everything he has to give you.

Your cunts like a pretty piece of art, on display for both of their eyes to see. Mirae removes a hand from your thigh just to dip her fingers down there and get a feel for how wet you are.

She moans when she feels your slick stick to her fingers. "Pussy soaked isn't it?" she questions you in a teasing voice, bringing the wet hand back up to grip your thigh.

"Want me to eat you out? Huh?" jungkook asks, slapping his pre cum cover tipped on your swollen clit. "Please.." you beg, hips thrusting up everytime he pushes his tip against your clit.

He chuckles at your greediness, continuing to slide his length up and down your entire cunt. He and mirae both bite their lips, obsessed with the way your wetness begins to cover his dick- soaking it more everytime he slides against you.

"Looks like she's ready to fuck already." mirae declares, grabbing your chin with her thumb and index finger to get you to look up at her smirking face. "That what you want? Want him to fuck you?" she says, and you appease her by giving multiple quiet yes's.

She nods to jungkook as a gesture, letting go of your chin to hold your thighs again. Her right grip ensures your not going anywhere (not that you wanted to in the first place.)

That first little thrust inside gives you the confirmation this is exactly where you need to be, letting out a mewl at the pressure. Jungkook moves his tattooed hand to press against your lower belly, licking his lip at your reaction.

"Your squeezing the fuck out of me.. loosen up pretty." he was being so dirty, but somehow his words comforted you enough to make you stop gripping the living shit out of him.

He doesn't bother to give you a break, pushing the entirety of him inside of you with one go. He refused to waste any time, wanting your pussy wrapped around him as soon as possible.

"Feels so good.." you finally gather the courage to say a few words, and hearing you makes mirae smile. Her eyes are focused on the way your cunt swallows his length, proud of the way your taking it like a champ.

She can't resist and brings her hands to your breasts again, playing with your already sore nipples. The pressure of her fingers makes you squirm, but jungkooks quick to press his body closer to yours to make it harder for you to move.

He grinds his hips into you ever so passionately, not to rough- but it damn sure wasn't soft. You can hear the smack of his hips against yours very clearly over all the moaning going on, and it turns you on even more.

"Should've fucked you like this a long time ago." he mumbles, thrusting into you even harder. Your juices are leaking all over him, down your thighs and all over his cock.

Mirae takes the chance to sneak her hand between both of your bodies and down to your tender clit, massaging the bundle of nerves with just her pointer and middle finger.

"Fuck! Too much-" you whine, the feeling of jungkook inside you and mirae touching you like that was all overwhelming. Your whole body was tingling, even more in the lower region.

"You can take it, your so fucking pretty-" mirae's gentle voice coos near your ear, encouraging you to take it until the very end. Just until jungkook reaches his orgasms and cums deep inside of you.

Your breasts bounced up and down each time he pushes into you, free to move wherever they wanted without the confines of your bra.

Jungkook loves that shit, leaning down to take one of your nipples into his wet mouth. He groans around the bud, still thrusting into you as he swirls his tongue around the nipple before finally popping it out of his mouth.

"Gonna nut in you- give you my babies." he speaks mindlessly, not realizing what he's saying. Regardless he would, be cumming inside of you today- nothing would stop him from it.

And so he does, letting out a deep sigh as ropes of cum paint your walls. You reach your orgasm at the same time, and mirae even has to grab your wrists so you'll stop pushing jungkooks hips away from yours.

She wanted you to feel every ounce of pleasure.

When you finally calm down, jungkook pulls out of you and heads off to the bathroom to grab a towel.

Mirae gives you soft praise, sweeping your hair out of your face as you breathe heavily. You didn't put much thought into the fact these were your best friends that you just did this with, and you honestly didn't want to.

You enjoyed it, and so did they- that's all that mattered.

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A week passed, and you were utterly surprised that nothing had changed between your friend group. You all still talked every day, and even grew closer after the "situation."

Jungkook was at your place today matter of fact. He'd promised you days ago that he'd help you learn to cook his special pasta- & though he was a few days late, he kept his promise.

"This smells so good.." you say, taking a big inhale. Jungkok chuckles, stirring the alfredo sauce as he pours in a bit more cheese.

"Its almost done, patience." you nod, sitting down in the chair closest to the stove. He was so attractive while cooking, and you couldnt help but to stare at him as he moved around the kitchen.

This cooking lesson quickly turned from a lesson to a observation, but jungkook was okay with that. He was well aware that seeing that familiar smile on your face when eating his food was worth it even if he had to cook alone.

He rubs at his eyes as he switches the stove off, finally noticing your eyes on him when he turns to face you.

"What's wrong?" he asks, cocking his head as he walks up to your figure. The chair is tall enough for him to stand right between your thighs, face to face with you just how he liked it.

"Nothing, i just like looking at you." he grins at your corniness, your words making him feel all warm and happy inside.

He slides his cold hands up your thighs, a nice contrast to the warm air of the kitchen. "I want something." you whisper.

What a fucking tease, he thinks.

He was right obviously, you were being a tease. You added a little tinge of flirtiness to your voice in hopes that he'd get the hint. "Nope, No No No- the foods almost done."

Jungkook mentions, hurrying away from you in a fit of laughter before you can convince him to do anything. His reaction causes you to pout, hopping off of the chair and moving closer to him again.

"I didn't even do anything!" you protest, though you knew damn well what you wanted.

"I know what you want, your not getting it." he declares.

We'll see about that.

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Your empty plate sits to the side now as jungkook goes to work between your legs. His face is buried as far as possible into your cunt, nose nudging against your clit with every lick.

"Yes- just like that!" your voice is so needy, and it encourages him to press his tongue even farther into your hole. You prop a foot up onto the chair to give him more access, hand tangled in his fluffy hair to keep his head down there.

He looks up at your pleasured face for just a moment, pressing a gentle kiss against your belly and thigh before licking your folds again.

"Drippin' everywhere." he mutters, obsessed with the way your liquids leak down your thigh and cover his lips. You giggle at his commentary, butterflies growing in your tummy at his little dirty talk.

"Cmon, keep moaning for me- wanna hear it." he mumbles, and you can feel his lips on your pussy every time he utters w word. You like that though, obliging him and letting out quiet whimpers.

They weren't at all fake though, everything was a sincere reaction from the way he was eating your pussy like no tomorrow.

"I'm gonna cum!" right when you say that you feel his two slender fingers pushing into you- finger fucking you with no sign of stopping until you release.

"Cum on my fingers baby.. do it-" he's breathless from how he's had his face pressed between your thighs for the past ten minutes, eating you out as if his life depended on it.

He grunts when your cunt spasms around his fingers, cum leaking onto the chair as your orgasm washes over you. Your hips buck continuously, plastering a pleased smirk over jungkooks face.

"Come fuck me.." you say, still wishing for more even after you just came. You didn't care, you wanted him inside of you now- not later.

He nods, sitting up and quickly whipping his length out of sweats. You definitely notice that he's still soft, and even wonder if it was because of you.

Did eating you out not turn him on? You didn't know.

You watch quietly as he jerks himself off, trying to get himself hard on his own. Unfortunately it doesn't work, so you move to take his dick into your own hands.

You spend at least five minutes stroking him, and let out a disappointed sigh when he pulls your hands away from his dick. When he tucks himself back into his boxers, you take a hint and move away to slip your shirt back over your head.

"Y/n.." his voice trails off, and his face is more unreadable than ever. You shake your head, not wanting to get your feelings hurt by whatever he had to say.

You were sensitive, you could admit that. You'd rather go without an explanation than have him tell you to your face that you weren't turning him on.

(Though the way he was eating you out said different)

"It's just.. this doesn't feel right without mirae." he mutters, and your not sure what to say about that. Mirae happened to have work today, so she politely declined when you asked her to come over today as well.

Regardless neither of you were dating her, so why couldn't you do this without her? Yes, you all had a threesome- but you didn't think it was that serious.

"We're not dating.." you say with a little laugh, hoping to ease the awkwardness. To your demise, it only grows more awkward after you say that- jungkooks body language is a clear sign of how tense he felt.

"I think we should all have a talk." he says, sticking his hands into his pockets as he stares at you.

Well, you didn't know what that meant- but you sure didn't like the sound of it at all.

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TWO HOURS LATER:

Mirae had agreed to come over after work after jungkook texted her, and after a long two hours she was finally here. Both of them sit on the couch across from you, hands crossed as they sit there without a word.

Obviously you had to be the first one to speak, whatever.

"So?" you say, raising your eyebrows as you wait for them to say something. Clearly they had something to confess, and it didn't seem like anything good by the way jungkook sounded earlier.

"Uh-" mirae stops as soon as she starts- looking at jungkook for some sort of confirmation. It was annoying quite frankly- why couldn't they spit it out?

Jungkook shakes his head when he notices how you roll your eyes, and finally decides to speak up. "Me and mirae are dating, y/n."

What the fuck? That's the only think you can think, your jaw dropped almost to the floor. For one, you felt like shit because he was just giving you head earlier. And two, you felt stupid and betrayed for not knowing.

"Why didn't you tell me..?" you question, looking between both of them with a disappointed glare. They both let out a sigh at the same exact time, the coincidence would've made you laugh if your weren't so upset at the situation.

You weren't jealous, just angry. Angry that they hadn't told you this before.

"We...how do i say this.." mirae mumbles, twiddling her fingers as she try's her best to figure out how to word what she's trying to say.

"Spit it the fuck out." you say, finally cursing out of pure frustration. Usually, you weren't the kind of person to get angry and curse anyone out- but the way they were acting was forcing you to act that way.

Finally, jungkook says it.

"Fuck we want you in the relationship- We've been wanting it for a while now." the confession makes your heart drop to your ass. How were you supposed to feel about that?

How did they expect you to feel? Happy? No way.

"Since when?" is all you say, and they're silent for a moment before giving you a answer. "January, of last year." mirae replies.

Fuck that, it's september now. They've had over a year to tell you this bullshit.

Last weeks situation flashes through your mind. "So, last week. Was that a coincidence?" There's a defeaning silence, both of them quiet as they stare at the ground. Too pussy to look you in the face after an entire year of hiding this from you.

"We planned it." he finally admits, and you want to cry on the spot. You knew it was weird how mirae was so quick to join in, but you were just too in the moment to even question it.

You felt like a stupid pawn for their enjoyment, why couldn't they have just told you? Maybe they could've got a better reaction from you but this? This was no way to handle it.

"So you knew.. as soon as you got to my house what was going happen?" you ask, wanting to be sure that you heard this all right.

Your heart just sinks a little more when they both nod.

You begin to think about exactly what happened that day. The way mirae challenged jungkook to kiss you, the movie choice, the way she got behind you so quickly.

They'd planned it all.

"Can you go?" you say, trying to blink back the tears building in your eyes. Maybe you were being dramatic, or maybe not- but you just felt more betrayed than ever.

"Y/n.." mirae says, her voice trailing off. You can tell she's saddened, but she had no right to be. Not after what they did.

"Just get out of my house." you say, and though they don't want to- they respect your wishes. It doesn't take them long to gather their things and leave, the door slamming behind them.

As soon as they're gone you break down into tears, not wanting to believe what they'd just told you.

You knew you'd have to have a real conversation with them about this later on, but today- they weren't getting that out of you.

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[pinkcarsupremacy]

Okay in all the drama of yesterday's race I feel like we overlooked the F1 movie teaser and we need to talk about what the hell was going on in that.

So we start with 60yo racer Brad Pitt telling the audience and uh someone else that their car is beat on the straights by "Red Bull, Ferrari, Mercedes, Aston and now Mclaren" (as an Alpine fan I understand the plight) and that their only chance of beating the other teams is to battle in the turns and I quote "we need to build our car for combat" (never underestimate Americans and their ability to turn something into a war analogy)

After that bizzare statement the following exchange occurs:

Yeah fuck safety!! The FIA is actually involved with the making of this film if you're wondering.

From here on there isn't actually anymore dialogue and it's just a bunch of racing and track team shots set to 'We will Rock You'. It was here that it dawned on me that this movie is gonna be super bizzare. Despite all the noise about them filming on track at live race weekends it never occured to me the other drivers and teams would actually feature in it. I'm not even sure what I thought they were going to do but I assumed it would involve a lot of CGI.

But nope turns out this is actually just a strange self-insert film where an 11th team featuring 60yo Brad Pitt and his younger teammate will compete against real F1 drivers? The $300 million budget is starting to make sense - maybe they had to pay the other drivers a salary. I think one glaring problem with this is that it means there won't be other characters in the movie (excluding team members of the fake team) because the other drivers and team members are uh real people? Now that would be fine if it was a biopic like Rush where everyone are actors but here we have 2 actors and 20 real drivers (who are quite literally at work btw) and any interaction between them and the actors is gonna break the immersion of the film so badly.

Sidenote here's one of the Apex cars abusing a Williams - not the kind of behaviour that endears me to either of the fake drivers ngl. Probably should have picked a more disliked team to clown on.

Now I actually went and read an interview with the 2 directors to try and work out what is going on. At one point in this interview, Jerry Bruckheimer says: "It’s the only sport where your teammate is also your competitor, and that’s great drama in itself. Just think about that; you’re fighting with your own teammate for a place on the podium. And everything we use in the movie actually happened in an F1 race. Nobody can say: ‘That would never happen.’ It happened."

So in other words the teammates will fight and it will be based on real life events? Yeah unfortunately I'm getting Perez and Ocon in Force India vibes from that (those 2 shots pretty similar huh).

There was also this in the interview which is... I mean I don't really know what to take from this but it's certainly interesting. As an Ocon fan this quite literally strikes fear into my heart (why was he of all drivers named...) but we'll have to wait and see I guess.

[undyinglantern]

sticking skydive next to love shot on the list of songs that popped out of the fucking bermuda triangle apparently bc huh??? 2016?????????

[shut-up-danny-kun]

I've read hundreds of Star Trek TOS fics by now and it never ceases to amuse me how many different ways there are to fuck up Spock's characterization...now hold on just a minute - this post has a more interesting point than “fanfic writers stupid”, I promise you.

Every time, it's a spin on the massacre wheel. It's kind of amazing. Will he be overly emotional to the point where he's not himself anymore? Will he be so cold it's unpleasant and kind of hard to understand how he's lived to this point? Will he be extremely horny for no good reason? Will he speak in a way that sounds complety wrong?

I chuckle and shake my head. Of course, I KNOW what Spock is like, and MY interpretation of him is the most perfect and correct one. Obviously. He's just a very nuanced character, formed by many people in an unconventional way, with traits that seem to contradict each other at first but ultimately form a rich and unique character that so many people fell in love with specifically because he's so complicated...

Or...is he?

Let's entertain the idea that there isn't one correct interpretation of Spock, that all of these messy bits of characterization are not part of a bigger picture, but...just what they are: a product of many people with starkly different visions, working on a show that refuses to properly develop its characters. What then? Well, then Spock is a Rorschach test. Each viewer connects the random dots in their own way, and ignores the ones they don't like.

Let's use an example: me! In my interpretation of Spock (the most correct one, of course) he is, first of all, gay and on the asexual spectrum, reserved, largely uninterested in casual flirting or sex. When he is interested in the aforementioned things, he tends to be quite ashamed of it.

Makes sense, right? I can show you plenty of evidence for why that could be true. However, in the beginning of the first bloody season, Uhura sings a song about how Spock is actually kind of a heartthrob who likes to drive women insane with how hot he is, and Spock smiles. He smiles at her, as if agreeing and being very amused by all this! This interaction goes against pretty much everything I think about Spock. So what do I do? I explain it away in the most bizzare fucking way possible. See, Uhura and Spock are friends (there is no evidence for this), and Uhura knows everything I've just told you about him (through telepathy I guess? Not like he'd ever tell her!) and she's just trolling him (why would she do that? That is NOTHING like Uhura!). I need to do some Olympics-level mental gymnastics here, the opposite of Occam's razor.

“But Danny,” I hear you say, “it's just the start of the show! They hadn't figured out his character yet!”

To which I say: you can say that about anything! You can blame it all on a bad writer for that episode, and ignore virtually any scene that doesn't jive with your headcanons. It's there, and I can't ignore it.

So...how am I different from the people that want Spock to be thar heartthrob Uhura is singing about? That evidence is as much a part of canon as my favorite lines. Well, I'm not any different, that's the thing. And all those writers I complained about also have a point.

It's kind of a nihilistic take, I know, but maybe the reason Spock is such a cultural icon is because he is...whatever you want him to be: just concrete enough to spur on your imagination, yet vague and contradictory enough to let your brain fill in the gaps.

Don't get me wrong: I absolutely do not believe in this. In my mind, it just so happens that I'm one of the, like, 5 people ever who truly understood Spock (and one of them is Jim Kirk himself). But I still think it's something worth thinking about next time you're mad at a fic.

[notebooks-and-laptops]

Cassandra Pentaghast is a really interesting character and for me a big part of that is how she absolutely does not want to be the inquisitor. In Dragon Age 2 we see her desperately trying to find Hawke (and it's implied the Warden) to lead the inquisition and she's SO eager to put this new possibly-not-even-Andrastian-not-even-human in charge at the beginning of inquisition that she will gaslight gatekeep girlboss her way into doing so. Once you reach skyhold she even bows out on wartable meetings. She has 0 interest in Any Of That actually and will go to bizzare lengths to take herself out of the picture.

But she's...one of the more obvious choices. She's already a folk hero who symbolises heroics for the chantry. She is powerful, and commands respect and attention from those around her even if she's not a 'people person'. She was the right hand of the divine and worked well within that role as far as we are told. She is not a templar, she is a Seeker, but one not involved with What Went On With Cole and Gang In Assunder so much so she's as neutral as the chantry probably wants to get when it comes to the mage vs. templar conflict.

But she wants to nope out SO BAD. She is DESPERATE not to be in charge. She hates it. Doesn't want it. She doesn't want to be Divine either, and I think that builds a lot on all this.

IDK man i think it's such an interesting part of her character and the way that she interacts with the Herald.

[rustytrident]

beelzebub who has obscure knowledge because he cares so much about his brothers' interests, they become his, too – or, a slight beelzebub character study at 3am because i need it and so do you.

beelzebub who can name every constellation in the night sky of all three realms, who knows both astrology and astronomy, who has read all of belphie's essays and research papers, who was there when they were written.

beelzebub who knows how to play (and cheat, and win) about every casino game, who knows how to do fast math even if he doesn't really care for it, who checks the fucking stock market every morning to see if mammon's mood will be affected by it or not.

beelzebub who knows the difference between the scent of white and red roses, who knows how to properly do your (and his) makeup, who has memorised which products are good for his complexion and how many times a day he needs to apply sunscreen, because asmo swears that the fridge light hits him as much as the sun would have in the human world.

beelzebub who can quote jane austen and poe and shakespeare and euripides from memory, who makes references from books that were destroyed with the library of alexandria, who knows about every breed of cat there is, who listens to satan explain whose fur is the thickest and whose the softest.

beelzebub who will rewatch tsl for hours, who will carry boxes upon boxes of games upstairs, who will (poorly) draw ruri from memory, who will know how to play most games levi hyperfixates on and the plot from most anime he has rambled about.

beelzebub who knows even the most bizzare of genres of music, who can taste the difference between a thousand year and a thousand and one year aged demonus, who immediately recognises the jazz song lucifer is playing when he wants to spend quality time with him but doesn't want to disturb him.

beelzebub who, if you ask him about his interests, will reply that he doesn't really have any, who will search within him for an ounce of self, who will give up after a while because he is six beings in one, and he doesn't know if there's room for one more.

beelzebub who decides that it's okay to be a mosaic of his favourite beings, who finds out that he has been carrying seven in him all along, who gazes in your – a human's – eyes and understands why she fought and why she fell and why she tried so much.

beelzebub who, in his spare time, will go in the human world to visit museums and archaeological sites and long abandoned villages, who will reminisce about when everything he just saw was once new and shining, who will retrace the steps he took aeons ago, alone this time.

beelzebub who often feels lost, who grieves and eats and grieves some more, who carries the memory of his sister because he once read that one truly stops existing when they are forgotten, yet smiles when he sees red roses and shiny coins and old books and video games and cursed records and the starry sky, who sighs into your neck right before he falls asleep and promises to never forget the way your skin feels under his.

beelzebub who, without you asking him, tells you he likes flowers and animals, who likes everything the sun touches, whose eyes glimmer when you ask him to tell you about yarrows and their meaning and their colours, who will explain in a heartbeat, just for you.

beelzebub whose self is a wounded one, a fighting one, whose self is a memory box he just keeps adding into, a scrapbook of eternity's erosion, who finds happiness in the little things, in the simple things, who binds his family together.

beelzebub who loved and loves and will love until there's nothing of him left, until he is the last one remembering, until the night sky is no longer a painting, but just an accumulation dead stars.

[shakingparadigm]

i just realized that we haven’t actually seen till talk. like, maybe i missed it and it’s somewhere hidden on the patreon, but i’ve only seen interviews from mizi, sua, ivan, and luka. so we’ve never actually gotten a chance to hear from his mouth what he thinks or feels—and it’s so bizzare to realize this bc he’s so utterly expressive in his music that i felt like i already know him, that i’ve seen his heart. anyways, i’m bringing this up because i’m also realizing that i can’t read him at all right now after round 6. not conclusively at least. i don’t think anyone really knows him really, we only see him through ivan’s eyes or through till’s love for mizi, but very little about himself. idk i think it’s interesting and i think it’s really up in the air how till reacts to luka. i think he might surprise everyone again

[I found this in my drafts!!! I'm so sorry for replying late, a lot of things ended up piling up.... this shares basically the same sentiment w one of my previous posts but here it is anyway]

That's one of the things I've been anguishing over since February! We don't know what Till is thinking, we don't know how he feels about everything so far, if he's even capable of feeling anything at all in these circumstances. There's a plethora of Ivan content we can use for analysis, but Till has barely had any arts center on him at all. It makes sense, of course. Ivan and Luka must be PR darlings with their well-behaved, perfect personas and charismatic facades. Mizi and Sua were simply two lovely girls enthusiastic to share their dreams with the world before everything inevitably fell apart. They're perfect for interview. Out of everyone participating in Alien Stage, Till is the most elusive because he actively fights back against publicity. Even in TOP 3 he's running away from the set, forced into position, and when the camera gets near enough, he covers it with his hand. There's no doubt that many alien journalists avoid interviewing Till in fear of him biting their hand off or something. He hates aliens, that's a solid fact. There's no way he'd play nice and entertain them for an interview. Even in his currently disassociative state he'd be unable to answer any interview questions, and he doesn't have a good public image to uphold so he wouldn't care anyway. What a guy. Bearing so much of his heart and so little of his mind.

[lostonmyroad]

Moments That I Want Tattooed On My Forehead From S-Classes That I Raised Chapters 50-70

As always, BEWARE OF SPOILERS!!! Future chapters may be referenced!!!

The insane amount of lore dropped in these chapters wow

Chapters 50-60

help its genuinely still so funny to see yoojin in the early chapters going: “all i have to do is complete this one (1) task and then i can live like a slacker” before he gives up (cries in cale henituse)

everyone referring to yoojin as “monster daddy” and asking him to raise their children is amazing. no notes 

ARRIVAL OF THE KING SUNG HYUNJAE!!! He's a bastard he's amazing he's always on my mind

"...no matter how amazing Sung Hyunjae might be, he wouldn't be able to notice it easily. He wouldn't press his nose against my body and smell me, like my idiot brother had, would he" um. ok??? yoojin's completely normal though process

sung hyunjae essentially telling yoojin “aren’t you tired of being nice? don’t you want to go apeshit” within 5 minutes of their first real conversation

i forgot shj gives him a pair of earrings!! (and a bone for Peace)

yoojin’s disguise to get to the f rank dungeon being a fucking sun protection hat…it’s giving marvel baseball cap and sunglasses…and he has this because he used to stage one man protests??? sir what were you protesting against

oh that’s right the dungeons will appear at a faster rate because “time was only reversed for yoojin” oops

Chirpie makes its debut!!

yoojin trying to hide where he got chirpie from “i found it in the hallway”. king if yoohyun wasn’t suspicious of you already that would do it

yoohyun yeeting Peace and mama yoojin scolding him

chef myungwoo :))

bleh bug dungeon. i’m with you yoojin that was disgusting

yoojin not wanting to use Last Repayment :((

Riette makes an entrance! do you think riette demonstrated girl power when she abused her brother until he became an s rank

yoojin thinking about how he had raised yoohyun and was so happy about sending him to college…saving money for his tuition…and just losing interest in riette :((

yoojin saves bak hayool!!

this is where we see peak yoojin mafia behavior. unhinged. but justified revenge?? this is why i don’t understand fan interpretations where he’s like a wallflower like this man has murdered multiple people quite violently 

chapter 60 is just so much. like. i cant even describe. yoojin you need so much therapy

the way he sees people’s last memories before they die ugh…

yoojin playing 3D chess while everyone else is playing checkers fr

him calling his friend who doesn’t remember him bc of the regression and telling them to live a happy life always gets me ufffff i wish we got to meet this character

Chapters 60-70

Yoojin and the Awakening center — a tragedy in the making. Pre-regression trauma galore

The Association rears its ugly head!!! Yoojin has an authority figure problem (but it’s completely justified)

love how chill Yoojin is about Chirpie. random F rank monster that’s cute as hell that’s eating Peace's weight in magic stones and was born from an error in the system??? ehh no big deal it’s my pet now and i’ll kill for it

love the absolutely random detail about seok hayan’s pineapple earrings. thank you geunseo you know what the people want

yoojin funding public research!! hero of the people and my heart

yerim refusing to praise yoohyun and myeongwoo to their faces hahahaha. all of them petty as hell

MYUNGWOO GETS HIS SS RANK SKILL BABYYYY

yoojin still trying to protect myungwoo i love them

yoojin: *is keeping secrets from yoohyun and putting himself in danger*

also yoojin: why is yoohyun being cold with me

everyone’s giving yoojin flowers today lmfao

sung hyunjae you’re everything to me. you’re so bizzare. the bouquet??? showing up in a 2-seater car?? bullying seok simyeong??

Shj reminding Yoojin to wear his seatbelt because he's an F rank HDJEKXIDKD

oh yoojin. “who’d want to place themselves through hardships on purpose” like SIR are u that un self aware

yerim listening to this bullshit, eyes falling out of her head: i’m literally going to crazy murder you with yoohyun

the dungeon ppl have the actual worst timing. yoohyun is going to McFreaking lose it

yoojin and yoohyun finally work things out we love to see it :))

chapter 65 starts the explanation of the 50 s ranks requirement!!! water droplet is going through it

so much is just casually dropped in this chapter like. yoohyun is a born s rank! the dungeon ppl are manually inputting things for yoojin! the world might end! anyways!

yoojin having such strong mom energy that the dungeon people forgot he was a dude

one of the moments ever when yoohyun and Peace burn down the dungeon in worry and yoojin’s just there like. ah. shit. my bad i fucked up there a little

grown up Peace my beloved

chapter 67 yoohyun my beloved. you are so crazy. “hold still while i chop off your arm and fake your dear so i can keep you safe” 

the han brothers finally having a real conversation. yoojin i love you but you really needed to do this sooner

PEACE STAYING SMALL JUST SO YOOJIN CAN PICK HIM UP UWAHHHH MY HEART

Newcomer joins the battle

Chirpie turnin on the TV by itself and yoojin praising it like every proud parent ever

more monsters!!!

unicorns (white + black bc yoojin is terrible at naming) + gryphon (named Blue)

yoojin’s training method of using himself as a human chew toy is traumatizing for everyone around him.

same hyuna i would also be taking 10939392 photos

Peace and Blue WWE match. flex on em Peace

nobody:

yoojin: wow myeongwoo is hot now

BLUE LEARNING HOW TO OPEN THE FRIDGE

i love the monster shenanigans

[lemon-dokuro]

Yesterday, I watched Sound Holic's 2007 Touhou fan film, Touhou Project Side Story ~ Memory of Stars.

The plot is about Kaguya's father, the Moon's ruler, coming to take her and Eirin back. Makes heavy use of sci-fi aesthetics and is mostly set in space. Naturally, because it was released before Bogetsusho/Silent Sinner in Blue, all it had to go off of for the state of the Moon civilization and Kaguya's relationship to it were the 8th Touhou game and maybe Reisen's route/interactions in the 9th. It's a little interesting to see the creators' interpretation because of that, but... It was recieved very poorly by the japanese Touhou fandom in 2007 when it came out, you can even find comparisons to the infamous Cookie series. The reception is understandable — it really isn't good. I actually wouldn't call the story or the premise bad, they're just kitschy in a way characteristic of the otaku culture of its time, but they are ruined completely by the wonky presentation and especially the incomprehensible pacing. I don't want to recap it here because the anime isn't even that long or hard to find, but if I did, I'd have a fair bit of trouble. It feels like one of those 90s OVAs that tries to cram 4-6 volumes of a manga in about 40 minutes, so most things happen too fast to have an impact. There's a whole character that makes absolutely no sense because she has too little screen time and too little actually explained about her (Sphere Sieben, the redheaded space commander lady). Sakuya is there for a barely explained reason. Mokou comes out of nowhere in the middle (well, at least that had a point, ridiculous as it was). And considering this, bizzarely, the movie also has a lot of pointlessly drawn-out scenes where not much happens, like they were trying to pad out the runtime, even though there's a lot of substance they could have added. I have no idea what kind of constrains they were working with, but it's not like they couldn't have just written it more tightly. If not better, then, you know, at least. Even though I don't think the general premise and the story are bad per se, they are very unfitting for Touhou. The creators are obviously going for space opera aesthetics, which is a really weird fit for Touhou. They don't even really try to make it fit. Egregiously, Kaguya's presumably biological father, Luna Marius, has a sci-fi-ish western-style name for absolutely unexplained reasons. Of course, that kind of naming difference is not implausible at all, but it's a really weird creative choice, especially considering it's never adressed, not even in a throwaway line or anything. One could say it's emblematic of the work not compromising the conflicting aesthetics in any way. The visuals are often criticized for obvious reasons. They are great to me because I'm an oldschool doujin fetishist, but it's clearly all very stiff, mildly inconsistent, generally amareurish and feverishly oversaturated with bright flashing effects half the time. The backgrounds mostly consist of said effects. A lot of the animations are obviously reused. That being said, the original character designs are pretty well done. The bunny girl looks especially good, the artist absolutely nailed the early windows Touhou design style. Also, naturally, because Sound Holic is mainly a music circle, the soundtrack is decent. It's not remarkable, but there's nothing wrong with it, it's standard for 2007 Touhou arrange tracks. There's not much to say about the voice acting either — standard for doujin anime. The voice actors are inexplicably pretty well-known, but it's not that uncommon to see big names on the most random 2000s doujin projects. That's probably how these people become popular in the first place.

Well, what can I say overall. It's a weird little movie. I can't recommend it, but maybe you'll get a laugh out of it, or maybe you'll like the visuals as much as I did.

Also, that rabbit's names are both mochi types...

[aifanfictions]

write a stor about Jotaro Kujo from Jojos Bizzare Adventures falling in love with (y/n) who is his classmate. But (y/n) is scared of him at first because of his reputation and brooding looks and personality, so she initially tries to avoid him.

Hearts Unveiled

In the bustling halls of Morioh High School, Jotaro Kujo was an enigmatic figure. His tall frame, dark attire, and brooding demeanor gave him an aura of mystique and intimidation. He had a reputation as a stoic and fearless student, which only added to the intrigue surrounding him.

(Y/N), a recent transfer student, found herself drawn into the whirlwind of Morioh High's social dynamics. Her first day was met with whispers and warnings about the enigmatic Jotaro Kujo. Tales of his fearsome Stand, Star Platinum, and his involvement in bizarre adventures had created an aura of fear and respect around him.

As (Y/N) navigated the crowded hallways, she couldn't help but notice Jotaro's presence. He stood out like a lone wolf among the bustling pack of students, his sharp gaze piercing through the chaos. Every glance from him seemed like an evaluation, as if he could see through the very soul of those he looked at.

At first, (Y/N) did her best to avoid Jotaro. She hurried past him in the hallways, avoided eye contact, and chose seats as far from him as possible in the classroom. Her friends often teased her about her overreaction to the rumors about Jotaro, but she couldn't help it.

As days turned into weeks, (Y/N) couldn't ignore the fact that Jotaro seemed to be everywhere. He was in her classes, at lunch, and even on the way home. It felt as if their paths were destined to cross, even though she desperately tried to stay away.

One day, while waiting for the bus after school, (Y/N) noticed that she had left her book in the classroom. She cursed her forgetfulness and decided to hurry back to retrieve it. Little did she know that this moment would change everything.

As she entered the classroom, she saw Jotaro standing there, his tall figure silhouetted against the afternoon sun. Panic surged within her, and she debated whether to leave and come back later. But before she could make a decision, Jotaro turned and looked at her.

Their eyes met, and a jolt of fear coursed through (Y/N)'s veins. She felt trapped, unable to move or speak. Jotaro, however, surprised her by simply nodding in acknowledgment before turning back to his own business.

That small act of indifference puzzled (Y/N). She had expected him to be as intimidating as the rumors suggested, but he had barely paid her any attention. Over the following days, (Y/N) couldn't help but steal glances at Jotaro, trying to understand the enigma that was Jotaro Kujo.

Gradually, she noticed subtleties about him that the rumors had never mentioned. He had an air of confidence, but it was neither intimidating nor arrogant. He was protective of his friends, often stepping in to help or defend them. He had a deep sense of justice that resonated with (Y/N)'s own values.

One evening, as the sun cast long shadows across the schoolyard, (Y/N) found herself alone at a bench, lost in thought. She remembered how Jotaro had quietly nodded at her that day in the classroom, and it made her wonder if her initial fears had been unfounded.

As if on cue, Jotaro appeared, sitting down next to her without a word. (Y/N) tensed up, but he didn't seem to mind her presence. Instead, he began to speak about their classmates, sharing anecdotes and insights that (Y/N) found surprisingly amusing.

As they continued to talk, (Y/N) discovered a side of Jotaro that no one else seemed to know. He had a dry sense of humor that could make her laugh, and he had an inquisitive mind that was eager to learn about her interests. He was nothing like the rumors suggested, and she couldn't help but be captivated by his complex personality.

Over the weeks that followed, Jotaro and (Y/N) found themselves spending more time together. They talked about everything under the sun, from their dreams and aspirations to the mysteries of the universe. It was as if their conversations were a bridge that connected their hearts.

As they got to know each other, (Y/N) realized that she had misjudged Jotaro. He was not the intimidating figure she had initially perceived him to be. Instead, he was a caring and thoughtful person, a friend who stood by her through both challenges and triumphs.

One evening, under the starry sky, Jotaro confessed something that took (Y/N) by surprise. "I think I'm falling for you," he admitted, his voice soft and sincere.

(Y/N)'s heart skipped a beat, and she looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all she found was a vulnerability she had never seen before. It was a vulnerability that matched her own feelings, feelings she had been too scared to acknowledge.

With trembling words, (Y/N) confessed her own feelings. "I think I'm falling for you too."

In that moment, they both realized that love had bloomed in the most unexpected of places. Their initial fears and misgivings had given way to a deep and genuine connection that defied all expectations.

From that day forward, Jotaro Kujo and (Y/N) shared a love story that was as unique as it was profound. They faced life's challenges together, and their love only grew stronger with each passing day. It was a love that transcended appearances and rumors, proving that sometimes, the most unexpected connections could lead to the deepest and most genuine love.

As they walked hand in hand through the halls of Morioh High School, Jotaro and (Y/N) knew that their love was a testament to the power of understanding, acceptance, and the beauty that could be found in the most unconventional of beginnings.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[milkgemini]

Haze

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x f!reader

Word count: 4k

Warnings: smut! 18+ minors DNI. oral sex, fingering, unprotected sex, marijuana use.

A/N: merry christmas lovies :)

listen

“josh stop hogging the joint.” 

it’s a friday night and you have found yourself on the floor of your apartment, passing a joint back and forth with your childhood best friend. 

smoking with josh was one of your favorite things to do. you found him to be so interesting, with the way he randomly shot  bizzare facts at you while holding the most intricate conversations on subjects you’d usually find mundane if it were anyone else. 

“you’ve been holding it in your hand for about 5 minutes now. you’re letting it burn” 

“sorry honey, here.” 

Honey 

honey was the nickname josh gave you in highschool. there was a time you bought yourself a new perfume. josh loved the scent. said it reminded him of honey and chamomile, his favorite tea combination. so the name stuck. to him, it may have been a cute joke, but to you, every time you heard the nickname roll off of his tongue, it made your skin feel warm. 

“got lost in thought for a second” he carried on. 

“what are ya thinking about?” you asked him with a tilt of your head, passing the joint back to him again. because unlike josh, you take your hit and pass it right back. 

he reaches over for the joint, his head facing the ceiling, concentrating on the boring white paint. as he grabs the joint from you, your fingertips touch momentarily. he doesn’t turn his head, but the reaction in your stomach makes the sides of your mouth curl up. 

“if i were a couples therapist,” he rambles on, “i would totally suggest that everyone just get high with their partner. bam! problem solved.”

his answer causes you to huff a laugh. “i don’t think it’s that simple josh.” 

“well it can’t hurt.” he replies, followed by the exhale of smoke leaving his throat. 

silence was never awkward with josh. comfortability in the silence between conversations without finding it awkward was something you dearly cherished about your friendship with josh. 

with your heads both resting on the bottom of the couch, laying on the floor of your living room. you both stared at the ceiling side by side, taking in the soft music of “china cat sunflower” playing from the record player on the other side of the room. 

“ask me a question” he finally breaks the silence. 

“uhhh like what?” you retort back. 

“well that question doesn’t count. ask another.” 

you start to feel the high creep up, and everything josh says to you causes you to giggle. 

“ok well, let me think. what’s your favorite quality in a person?” you ask. 

“oh that’s a good one, honey. i would say i gravitate to the nurturing aspect of people. a caring soul can heal another ya know?” he answers your question. 

his reply causes you to smile genuinely to yourself. 

he moves from staring at the ceiling on his back, to turning on his side facing you, propping his elbow up and resting his head in the palm of his hand. 

“kind of like you.” he says to you, his voice soft. you can hear the smile on his face as he talks. 

“what?” you’re not sure if it’s because you’re now high, or the slight crush you have on josh is influencing your stupid question. you heard exactly what he said. 

“you know. your mind is cultivating. i can tell you care deeply about the people you surround yourself with. it’s comforting to me.” he holds eye contact with you and shoots you a toothy grin. 

his smile. the way his teeth are perfectly straight. with the adorable gap between the two in the front. his lips curling to hug those teeth as his smile grows wider. he’s perfect to you. 

“well thanks josh. you’re very sweet you know that” you’re praying he can’t see the pink tint forming on your cheeks right now. 

“you know…” he playfully squeezes your thigh right above your knee as you’re still seated back against the couch, him on his side. he keeps his hand rested there and you can feel your skin underneath heating up from his touch. “i may be stoned, but your beauty is noticeably remarkable tonight.” 

“josh…”

“what?” he sits back up, scooching closer to you now. your hips just about touching. his face tilted to look you in the eye. “friends can call each other beautiful, ya know” his eyes were heavy. a goofy smile plastered across his face as he flicks back and forth between looking in your eyes to your lips quickly. 

you realize his hand has never lost its spot on your thigh. “oh.. sorry i kinda forgot my han-“

“no it’s okay” you grab his hand and place it back on your thigh. 

“okay… well then what about this..” his fingertips trace lightly up your thigh but leave to find your jawline, carefully turning your head to look directly at him now. your faces are close, but noses not yet touching. he’s still giving you that lulled smile. 

“that’s okay too, josh” you answer his question. trying your best not to stare at his lips. 

“now it’s my turn to let you know that’s okay” he replies, thumb swiping against your jaw now. 

“hmm? what do you mean” a bashful smile creeping up on your face. 

“i see you glancing to my lips. it’s okay.” he reassures you. 

“yeah?” your bottom lip is tucked between your teeth as your stare shifts into his eyes. 

his thumb leaves its spot on your jaw and moves to your lips. pulling your bottom lip from your teeth, softly brushing over it. 

you can feel him moving closer to you now. his right hand firmly planted on the carpet between you, his left cupping your chin, pulling you closer until your noses brush against each other. 

“and this? is this ok-“ he asks. 

you answer his question by pressing your lips against his. the feeling of his soft lips causes any thought left in your brain to melt. with your nose so close to his skin, you take in his scent deeply between breaths. his fingers extended across your cheek holding you in place as if you would ever leave. 

josh keeps the kiss gentle, but passionate. pressing his lips against yours hard, but not rushed. he dares to make the first move by opening his mouth, inviting your tongue inside. your tongue brushes against his, feeling the warmth of the inside of his mouth. you hum to yourself as you taste him for the very first time. he tastes like the mint of the gum he was chewing earlier accompanied by the weed you’ve shared together. 

he breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to you, his nose still slotted against yours. you pout to yourself, never wanting that specific moment in time to end. 

“honey, can i tell you something…” 

you’re worried. does he have some secret girl in his life that he’s never told you about and is planning to spring something on you?

“what is it?” you finally reply, trying your best not to seem anxious. 

“i have wanted to taste your lips for a very long time. feel how soft they are.” 

you feel your shoulders relax. he’s thought of you in this way? for how long?

you don’t reply verbally, but instead with the continuation of the kiss. this one with more force behind it. you grab the back of his neck causing him to crash into you. with the music on such a low volume in the corner, the sounds of you both gasping for air between kisses fills the room. 

he pulls away from you to stand in front of you, extending his arms out to offer you his hands. you take them and he pulls you to your feet. toe to toe, chest to chest, he places a hand on either side of your face, tilting your head upward to look at him. he smiles to himself while scanning your face entirely. 

“so pretty, honey.” 

his lips find yours once more as he guides you backwards towards the couch. the back of your knees hit it, and he slowly guides you to sit as he follows after. he positions your legs to drape across his lap. your back laying against the arm of the couch. 

his grip on your cheek trails down to your neck. tilting your chin up to face the ceiling. his lips leave yours just to be replaced against the skin under your ear. his lips are swollen from being attached to yours for so long, they feel so soft and plump against the sensitive skin there. 

as he continues his trail of kisses, the ones against your collarbone become wetter, flicking his tongue out to taste a new expanse of skin he’s never explored before. he slides down the straps of your tank top and bra, letting them fall against your arm. he leaves kisses to your shoulder, back down to the top of your breast. when he gets there, he opens up to softly nip the plump skin there. you confirm your enjoyment in his actions by letting a soft moan leave your mouth. 

his fingertips curl over the top of your tank and the cups of your bra. before he does anything, he looks up at you through his lashes, silently asking for permission. your hand finds the top of his head pushing him down granting him access to that intimate part of you. 

before he pulls your top down, he reaches behind you to unclasp your bra with one hand. you don’t know whether to be impressed or heated with jealousy at his ability to do that. with your bra out of the equation, he pulls your top down to just below your breasts. with you fully in his view now, he grabs both in his hands and kneads the soft skin with his palms. his mouth attached to your right nipple, sucking lightly. as his mouth leaves you, he replaces his lips with his tongue as to not make you miss him too long between. he flattens his tongue against your nipple and swipes over it once, maintaining eye contact. he changes the motion to short flicks of his tongue. with your hand still on the back of his neck, you begin to tug at the curls there. 

“oh josh” you stretch your neck that’s resting on the arm of the couch, to face the ceiling now. playing with his curls in between the flicks of his tongue on your nipple.

he leaves your breast and assists you in lifting your arms up to pull your tank top over your head. as he smoothes them back down to your side, he grabs your hips, forcing you to scooch down on the couch laying more flat now. 

his lips return back to your skin, leaving quick kisses down your tummy in a straight line. the palm of your hand brushes from his forehead to his hair pushing it back exposing his forehead to you. you continue these motions over and over, a way of answering in physical touch how much you’re enjoying this right now. 

he finally reaches the elastic band of your sweatpants, and kisses a horizontal line at the skin right above them. his fingers curl underneath the band. you buck your hips up to help him in the removal of them. he tugs both your panties and your sweats down to your ankles, gripping your heels one at a time to help you get your feet out, then tosses the pants to the side. 

as soon as his focus is back on you, he realizes your legs are clamped shut, knees touching. 

he reaches over, swiping his thumb against your cheekbone. “you know honey, we don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with?” he grins down at you with the most genuine smile. making you feel loved and cared for. 

“no it’s not that, josh. i want this. with you. it’s just..” 

“you can tell me..” he makes you feel safe. 

“it’s just.. i’ve never done this. i’ve never had someone taste me there..”

his hands are now rubbing up and down your thighs finally stopping at your knees, slowly prying them from each other to spread yourself for him. 

“oh honey. can i please show you how bad i’ve wanted to taste you there. let me show you how much i’ve wanted this” 

he continues to push your thighs apart, while slowly lowering himself to slot between your legs. you give him a shy nod in confirmation and begin to relax your shoulders against the couch. 

his lips finally return to the skin below your belly button, taking his time to make sure you feel every second of this. in his mind he is thinking, “she deserves to feel every ounce of pleasure”. with his mouth reaching closer to the spot you need him most, his hands clutch the meat of your thighs to fully expose you to him. thumbs rubbing lightly against the sensitive skin there. 

bucking your hips towards his face, you show him you’re ready to feel his mouth against you. he huffs a laugh and lowers his head. as you look down, all you can see are the curls at the top of his head, his face disappearing between your thighs. you wish you snap of photo of this. 

he places a quick kiss to your lower lips, immediately sending chills to your body. he can see your wetness start to accumulate between your folds. the sight of it, giving him the motivation to roughly push your thighs back with the palm of his hands. his dives into you, flattening his tongue and running it up your slit a few times. 

your hand snaps down to his curls, gripping a handful and tugging. 

“oh fuck josh! that feels fucking amazing.” 

after your core is soaked from both your wetness and his saliva, he points his tongue to improve his accuracy beyond your lips. he starts at your entrance, just barely inserting the tip of his tongue. 

“oh my god..” your grip on his curls tightens with every wave of pleasure. he loves to hear your sounds of approval. 

his tongue quickly swipes up to your clit, causing your hips to jolt. with this reaction, he looks up at you through his lashes as he focuses on your tiny bud of pleasure. he surrounds his lips with it, pulling it between them, audibly letting go each time. after a few times, he leaves open mouths kisses against your clit, as if he’s making out against your pussy. the combination of his lips to your clit and his tongue swirling against it creates a tight feeling in your stomach. 

“more josh.. can you-“ 

“like this?” he shoves two fingers inside you roughly with no warning. his mouth still sucking your clit between his lips as he pumps his ring finger and middle finger in you, never breaking eye contact. 

“fuck josh. yes just like that. please.” your hips are grinding against his mouth and fingers. your jaw clenched as you crane your neck towards the ceiling. 

his pace quickens, both his fingers and the flicks of his tongue against your clit. he watches you from down below. he watches your body twitch with pleasure and your jaw clench. he feels you squirming. 

“josh i think i’m gonna cum. please don’t stop” you say to him through clenched teeth. 

“please cum for me honey. cum in my mouth just like this.” 

his dirty words are what sends you off the edge completely. you’ve never heard josh speak so sexually before, to you or anyone for that matter. you let out a strangled moan not caring what neighbors hear you. your back arches off the couch, the palm of your hand never releasing it’s grip on his hair. 

as you begin to return back down to earth, you feel josh slowly licking you through the come down of your orgasm. before he can finish with you, you grab the sides of his face and pull his mouth to yours. his upper lip is wet with your arousal, the taste of yourself on his tongue turning you on even more. 

with josh still fully clothed, resting between your legs, you break the kiss to hold his face and look him in the eyes. 

“i want you to fuck me, joshua.” 

he grins down to you and places a kiss to the side of your mouth. 

“anything for you, honey. anything” 

he attaches his mouth to yours once more. continuing the open mouthed kisses as he simultaneously pulls his briefs and sweats down. 

once free from confinement, he grips his length in his palm. you stare wide eyed at him. his cock is pretty. you didn’t know a cock could be so pretty, but his is. he’s big but not too much to where it would be too painful, but you’re favorite part is how thick he is. the thought of it makes you crave him stretching you out even more. 

as your thoughts race, you become more impatient and need him inside you, now. you wrap your ankles around his hips and bring him further down towards you. his length still in his hands, he runs the tip of his dick through your folds. gathering your wetness before diving inside you. 

with each brush against your clit, you bite down harder on your bottom lip. he plays with your pussy with his cock for a while, before the teasing becomes too much for you. 

you forcefully grab his biceps and bring him even closer now, his lips just ghosting yours. 

“josh please… i want to feel you inside of me. please?” 

although teasing your pussy made his cock even harder, he can’t control himself when he hears your gentle fucked out voice. 

he leans back on the heels of his feet and concentrates on the tip of his cock entering you. with just the tip in, your jaw already falls open. he glances back up at you with a sneaky grin. 

“more josh. now.”

with this, he shoves himself fully inside of you without any warning. a wailing moan escaping your throat at the feeling of him stretching you out. it burns, but the pain feels so good. 

after a few seconds of letting you become accustomed to him, he begins to slowly thrust in and out of you. his eyes roll into the back of his head as he feels how wet you are, coating his cock completely. 

as his pace quickens, his bottom lip finds itself tucked between his teeth, clamping down hard. his eyes dead locked on the sight of his cock slipping in and out of your pussy. the sight of it alone causing him to twitch inside of you. 

his right hand leaves your thigh and brings itself to your mouth. swiping his thumb against your bottom lip. you press a kiss to his thumb and he retracts it, just to place it on your clit. as he continues to slam into you, he swipes quickly across your clit, causing your toes to curl behind him. 

he leans down to find your lips with his own. pushing past your lips and licking into your mouth. you moan into his mouth as the rhythm of his thumb playing with your clit, and his cock fully submerged inside you never falter. 

you’re starting to feel so full and taken care of, as everything around you is consumed by josh. 

his thrusts into you become rougher, a sign he is nearing his own climax. his lips pull away from you. as he watches your tits bounce below him from the harshness of his thrusts, he groans to himself. his fingers leave your cheek just to find your bottom lip. he pulls your bottom lips down to expose your teeth. 

“open” he commands you quickly. 

you lower your bottom jaw and lay your tongue out flat for him. with him now hovering over you, he lets a trail of saliva fall onto your tongue and taps the side of your cheeks, silently instructing you to swallow. processing how sexy that was to you, your eyes roll into the back of your head. 

instead of quick swipes against your clit, he changes his pace to rubbing circles around it. he can feel you getting wetter as his cock slips in and out of you. 

“can you cum for me one more time, pretty girl? want to make you feel good again before mine.” 

he cups your jaw with just enough pressure while maintaining eye contact as his hips slam into the back of your thighs. his stare searing into your eyes. soft gasps and moans falling from your mouth with each slam into your pussy. 

he can feel you clench around his cock and he knows you're close. as if to purposely push you over that edge, he breaks the intense eye contact to look down at his thumb toying with your clit. his chin to his chest, he gathers saliva on his tongue letting it roll slowly off it and drip onto your clit, providing even more moisture for him to swirl around you.

as you watch him do this, your whines become so drawn out. he increases the pressure of his thumb pressing harder against your clit. 

“that’s it, baby. you’re there. now just let go for me” 

his comforting words force you into oblivion. the insides of your thighs shaking against his hips. you clench your jaw shut along with your eyes. 

he talks you through you orgasm. whispering sweet nothings to you, coaxing you through it. your constant pants of breath turning him on beyond belief. he’s holding on for dear life inside you, clenching his own jaw now. 

as soon as he feels your walls relax, his own need takes over him. he grips either side of your neck forcefully, aiding his thrusts into you. 

with one final pump, he pushes himself to the hilt and unleashes his cum inside you. immediately, you moan at the feeling of his warmth coating your walls; his cock twitching inside you. 

with his forehead pressed against yours, and his eyes closed, you swallow his breaths brushing against your lips. 

he opens his eyes looking into yours, with his cock still resting inside you, you feel as if he’s truly looking into you. his genuine gaze towards you causing heat to rise against your skin. 

his thumb brushing softly against your cheek bones, he places a slow and soft kiss to your lips, breathing in your scent deeply.

after a while of taking in each other's presence, bodies pressed against one another, he leans back on his heels. 

“i’m gonna pull out now, okay?” 

he slowly retracts himself from inside of you and watches the cum that was plugged with his cock slowly leak out from you. 

with the loss of his fullness you wince, but are taken by surprise when you see josh at the bottom of you, cock in his fist, swiping his cum up and down your slit. 

he squeezes the remainder of the cum off his length pulling from the bottom to the top and wiping it on his own shirt before reaching from behind to take it off of him and clean you with it. 

as he throws his shirt to the side, he lays down against you. his fingertips pressed to your jaw, turning your face to his to plant a kiss to your lips. 

“thank you, honey.” he murmurs into your ear. his voice being taken over with exhaustion. eyes beginning to close. 

you giggle underneath him, giving a kiss to his damp forehead, tasting the salt of the sweat on his skin. 

“for what, josh?” you ask. 

“you make me feel at home.” 

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[linxuelian]

Anime Fest Plus 2024 Convention Experience Log - With Photos!

Hi, hello! As I've recently (as of this post, yesterday morning) attended Anime Fest+ 2024 at Tropicana Gardens Mall, Petaling Jaya, Malaysia, I've decided to write an experience log about my day there! While I will be posting a few different cosplays here, since my blog is currently primarily about MDZS, TGCF and SVSSS at the moment, most of the cosplays I'll be sharing will be from these three titles. To add to the fun, I'll also have commentaries on them!

To preface, the largest anime convention in Malaysia is Comic Fiesta, an annual mecca with 70,000 attendees as of the year 2023. Anime, games and comics are popular in this country, so there are smaller cons dotted throughout the months.

Anyway, the crowd wasn't as large as Comic Fiesta. As the structure of Tropicana Gardens Mall is rather narrow, you'd technically have to file through in two to three lines to be able to walk in and out of the place.

The exhibition hall at the fourth floor hosted all performances as well as cosplay booths. You'd have to ride one of the two escalators up to the hall - plebs without a ticket are doomed to be stranded at the bottom of said escalators, unable to sop up the merriment held exclusively above.

Here are some pics though, just in case you were a pleb that day, or just didn't attend the event:

Main hall programs and booths featured mostly Hololive and sexy pretty girl cosplayers and figurines, given the regular, expected fare when it comes to the anime consuming demographic (yes, I'm calling you out, my anime-watching brothers). I didn't take pictures of the doujinshi market out of respect for the art sellers there, but I did buy a beautiful print and got some lovely free stickers from that ONE vendor who sold BL stuff among the throngs of moe girls/Genshin Impact.

Yes, there was only one stall. But that one vendor made my day! Bless your heart, sister!

Now, I'll move on to the highlight - the cosplays. Nothing fills my heart with more joy than seeing happy people wearing colorful costumes and having a blast just being part of the convention scene. To be honest, it's so common to be wearing cosplay outfits nowadays that folk don't even notice you when you're dressed up - and I say this from experience; nobody noticed at all that I was in costume (or they were far too polite to laugh at how shitty I looked LOL, I didn't even dare take pics of myself). These events usually become scavenger hunts for me, to identify the ones from series I know or my tribe (fellow MXTX fans aha!).

First up is an oldie that's a goldie - Mr. Spock from Star Trek (credit: FaceBook user Yasuhiro Orihusay):

Honestly, I did NOT expect to find any Star Trek cosplays there. My dad's a Trekkie, so this was one of the first pics I sent him at the con itself. Live long and prosper, Mr. Spock!

Next, a furry OC:

I wasn't able to get their social media account as they were waiting in line for an autograph by a cosplayer, so unfortunately I'm unable to credit here.

Furries are currently still a new thing in Malaysia - but I'm glad to see them appearing more frequently at our cons, since they do diversify our pop culture scene quite a bit. Furs Upon Malaysia (FURUM) is held annually in Kuala Lumpur. The tickets are always sold out within an hour, so it's definitely growing and also contributing to tourism (Indonesian and Singaporean furries gather there too).

Also, they're fluffy. I love fluffy things. Much thanks, furry fandom, for being fluffy!

Moving on, here's a group cosplay of Jojo's Bizzare Adventure's Six Pistols (Mista from Golden Wind's Stands, if you're wondering which season it's from):

Vibrant and very spot on! I was unable to get their social media account due to the crowd and disorientation on my part. Do try to look them up, though! They were pretty popular, so I'm sure someone would have shared some info if you're interested.

Anyway, here's a White Mage from Final Fantasy (credit: https://www.instagram.com/yari_hayashi/):

Final Fantasy's one of the older franchises, but it's definitely rising again due to the new FFVII remake. I thought he was Garnet until I saw the blond wig. Bless the mages, healing power plus!!

Next in line is one of my all-time favorites, Sailor Moon (credit: https://www.instagram.com/jiahuab0719_cos/):

I'm a Moonie so seeing a Sailor Moon made me pretty excited! I don't see too many Sailor Moon cosplays even in Comic Fiesta - cosplays at our conventions are pretty seasonal and tend to follow trends, from what I've seen. She definitely caught quite a bit of attention with her wings, too. I saw her getting stopped quite a bit, so I'm glad I got a pic before a line formed!

Aaaand! I've saved the best for last! I'll be showcasing the MXTX stuff now. To start off (with a bang), here are two cosplayers of the number one seasonal love interest of the BL world, Hua Cheng a.k.a. San Lang Didi (Grown Up Version):

Credit: https://www.instagram.com/karry.1213/ (donghua version) and https://www.instagram.com/kopiii_cos/ (manhua version)

Remember how I said cosplays at Malaysian conventions tend to be pretty seasonal? Well, the current flavor of the month for the BL world is definitely TGCF - and the hottest flavor is now San Lang didi. You're going to get stopped for photos pretty often for dressing up as this flashy guy, and for good reason too. Donned in striking red, Hua Cheng is the Ferrari of the danmei world.

I overhead Kopiii_cos' friend saying so many people have been asking for photos! Viva Fafa!

Next, we have the ever beautiful WangXian couple cosplays:

Credit: Wei Wuxian (https://www.instagram.com/purple_384/) and Lan Wangji (https://www.instagram.com/anson1510/)

WangXian's a staple when it comes to the MXTX fandom. There's nary a person who doesn't love these two soulmates, and with these elaborate costumes, they've certainly stolen the show! They were the first couple I saw at the entrance of the exhibition hall, which makes sense since there was an OTP contest going on that afternoon.

Moving along, we have the main character of his story, the Crown Prince of Xian Le, Xie Lian (credit: https://www.instagram.com/arkutagwa/):

I gotta admit that this Lian's the sweetest of the Xies so far. Had a field day calling each other cute (what can I say, we both had cute personalities)! Gotta love that charming dimpled cheek, bless!

Speaking of cute, there's also this whole cute pose thing going on with certain attendees (credit: https://www.instagram.com/chzesin/):

I won't lie - I didn't recognize the character at first. But with the dark-gray-to-white ombre, black and red colors to tell you that's a Wei Wuxian, I'm just going to take a gamble here and deduce that yes, that is indeed a Wei Wuxian and include it. Let me know if you don't think it is.

Last but not least, we have our MXTX OTP group:

Credits: https://www.instagram.com/ayafvrvv/ (Luo Binghe) and https://www.instagram.com/close0402/ (Lan Wangji) - the rest didn't share their social media accounts but they did say you can find them through each other's accounts.

Turns out they're a group who'd entered the OTP contest that afternoon. If you're wondering, no, Binghe isn't paired with air (this is Bing-mei, not Bing-ge). There was a large number of attendees that day as it was Sunday, so their Shizun was still looking for parking. I'd gotten lucky since I'd arrived there just as they'd opened up Basement 3 so ZOOM I parked near the escalators with plenty of space to spare. Until today I chalk it up to being last-minute dressed as Xie Lian, the god of good luck for hobos like myself (or, according to popular belief, Hua Cheng's blessed every Xie Lian cosplayer out there no matter how much we look like we've just stepped out of a jungle). I also had plenty of space to sit for a lovely lunch of salad and green tea!

Granted, there were actually a few other Xie Lians there as well (he's the current flavor as well), but I didn't want to chase after them from afar since the flow of human traffic in this particular mall wasn't too conducive for trying to get pictures, unlike KLCC's garden. Usually, more fans are dressed as the two main characters, Wei Wuxian and Xie Lian - or the shous/bottoms in popular danmei. Surprisingly, I actually saw quite a number of gongs/tops this trip round.

So as a bonus, here's a pic with all our dandy gongs/tops together:

A dashing lot, aren't they?

Anyway, this wraps up my experience log as an MXTX cosplay hunter! Hope you enjoyed it! Bless!

[kuroshitsuji-scenarios]

welcome back, im glad to see you again!! <3

i wanted to send in the idea of undertaker x bizarre doll reader! i do writings of my own take on this with an oc of mine, and wondered what your take would be like!

hope youre doing well~

Your idea is very interesting, I don't think I've written anything like that before. 🤔 Thank you!

Undertaker:

First and foremost, we need to consider whether Undertaker would fall for one of his Bizarre Dolls or would make his beloved one one of them. Regarding the latter, I believe it's very possible that he would reach for such methods if his lover would pass away—especially if it was due to some sudden accident or illness and not old age. While he would be able to prepare for you eventually dying if it was because of the sheer nature and your mortality, the possibility of abruptly having you taken away seems like it could cause quite a shock for him and make him do everything in his will to bring you back.

Either way, I don't think Undertaker is capable of handling the death of his closest ones in a healthy manner. Not anymore.

In some eerie, disturbing way, he certainly would be very attentive and caring for his lover's body during the whole process of changing. He would caress your hair, hold your hand and constantly reassure you that it's alright, that he won't let anything bad happen to you anymore and that soon you'll be able to talk again. As twisted as it sounds, he would still remain rather respectful—asking for permission before bathing you with a sponge and gently putting on new clothes, careful to not touch you in any way which could be considered inappropriate. He would be here to help you, after all, not to profane your body.

The amount of waiting would be the worst and somehow it would surprise him that his patience is growing thin in this case. He has always considered himself as a rather patient person, valuing time and effort instead of spontaneous decisions but when it comes to you, he would find it difficult to focus on anything else. Undertaker would keep an eye on you, constantly making sure that you're safe, your head rests against the soft pillow and your favourite scent fills the air. He would want to make you feel like home, as if it was nothing but a long nap.

Once he would have you back, however, he might be rather... disappointed. It was completely different when it came to strangers or people he didn't care about in the slightest but you—oh, he could clearly see how you changed. Not in a physical way, not necessarily, but your behaviour, your humour, your whole personality... He could pretend to not notice it but deep inside he would always know that you went to the place far away and no matter what he did he couldn't completely bring you back as a whole.

He would be devastated. Holding you close, smelling your hair and running his thumb up and down your shoulder, he would consider letting you go. Still, the mere thought would cause him even greater pain than the possibility of never meeting you in the first place. Undertaker would remain loving and caring, trying to humour you with his jokes and constantly keeping an eye on you just in case someone tried to take you away from him again. Unfortunately though, the guilt and loneliness would keep consuming him from the inside.

Things would be rather different when it comes to him falling for someone who was already one of the Bizzare Dolls. At first, he might not get any interest in you, your personality, your past or anything related to you, too focused on his own goals to pay attention to the nameless pawns... But as the time passed, Undertaker could notice that you were somehow peculiar. You weren't a mindless creature as his first Bizarre Dolls, on the contrary, you were amusing and fascinating. His interest, however, would be based purely on the fact that he didn't know you before. Perhaps he would grow fond of you even more while you were still alive but this kind of situation was out of subject so he wouldn't dwell on that. What mattered is that, how he actually enjoyed your company.

It was hard to tell whether death sharpened or dulled your personality but Undertaker knew one thing—this version, the current version, was something he liked. As ironic as it sounds, you made him feel almost alive, relieved after a day of hard work and content in your arms. You would be one of the few to prove to him that his experiment was, indeed, a success.