#take me wherever u want!!!

[lovetren]

[vigorouslycoy]

i love saying young man and young lady and ma'am when i'm scolding people. it's like bruh but way cuntier

[spillurhearts]

Hello !! 🐸 & ⚜️

gonna let toby answer that one!

🐸 - ignoring haven's favorite animal, whats an animal that you associate with them?

ohmygod okay thats hard. heaven and i love animals and we had that discussion so many times!!!! but honestly sometimes she reminds me like, a fox. shes so snarky but also really affectionate. and also i love foxes. and haven. perfect match imo :D

she's gonna deny it tho i'm sure of it she wants to be some fancy shit like a crow but nah, that doesn't fit her. fox it is for me

⚜️ - have you and haven ever traveled together before? is there anywhere you would like to take haven?

we travel a lotttttt cause of work!! like i think we've seen most of the states lmaoooooo its always with brian and tim though and while i really love when were just the four of us sometimes i wish i could take heaven somewhere all by myself

we usually stick to america and canada cuz we cant go that far :( but one place i would like to take her is ireland! she always wanted to visit and i feel like i would like it too. apparently its very pretty there and they told me something about some folk legends worth investigating and it sounds so fucking fun. i wish i could take her everywhere tho. is it even possible???

[bunnyboy-juice]

;~; (tags vent)

[asweetprologue]

at first I thought that the game had sold my house to some random woman (thank u Clavia for sweeping but you scared the shit outta me) and then I was relieved to know that it was still link's, but then you get inside and all the stuff has been replaced w Zelda's stuff and her journal is in the bedroom and her secret well is down below. I know a bunch of people have said like oh they were living together and I thought that too at first (despite the one bed), but the more I hang around the village the more I'm convinced that Link just gave Zelda his house and kinda fucked off a little. it would go a long way towards explaining how everyone knows zelda but no one knows Link (though that seems to be a common theme), but the greatest evidence imo is when you talk to one of the kids from the school who's waiting for Zelda to return near the house. she asks link if he's going to "zelda's house" and says that zelda often leaves the village but always quickly returns. it seems based on this and the interior décor that the house now firmly belongs to zelda, and link was maybe a non presence in the village after the events of the first game. I wonder if he gave her the house as something of a retreat, a place where she could be alone and recover while also being close to Purah - one of the few other people she knows from Before - and the lab. meanwhile it doesn't seem like there's any space made for link in the house or the village. idk what it all means but I do have enormous feelings about Link giving up the one space that was really his so that zelda could have a home again after hers was destroyed

[sammygender]

the thing thats always missing in conversations about gender in general is the fact that 'cis', as an identity, is not a innate Thing Some People Are, but rather a state of acceptance society grooms us into from birth

[twinknote]

my room smells like cat pee and i’m deciding between ending it all and burning the house down. maybe both tbh

[paeinovis]

I need to get out of the US so fucking bad

[apathyfairy]

someone who is good at reading too much into nothing pls analyze my dream

[hochmvt]

i might have forgotten everything i could, but i never threw anything away.

He tapped his thumb restlessly on the steering wheel as he drove, while Camille read a newspaper article from the passenger seat. The article had been on the fourth inside page, pushed to the edge, its seeming irrelevance only emphasized by the Gazette. Isaiah was driving around 10mph faster than the speed limit, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. He was excited, almost euphoric and constantly smiling. It was a grotesque image if you thought about the fact that these were missing children. It goes without saying that Isaiah was concerned, too, he empathized with the families who did not know their children safely, he had conversations, he provided support and showed respect to everyone. But pursuing a case for 14 years on which there was finally some progress, a clue, a breadcrumb, had something exhilarating about it. Something thrilling. Camille, who had come straight from the airport and had originally only wanted to visit Isaiah, had come along. “Just let me interview them, it's not gonna take more than 10 minutes, I got you somethin' to eat, too... After that Imma be all yours,” he had told her. Now, a glimmer of hope later, there was nothing left of his original plan. To be honest, nothing would be further from his mind than not devoting himself to the case now.

Carla Hughes, 8 at the time of her disappearance, had vanished in Crystal. The last time her parents had seen her was when she had gone to her room, just after dinner. Her mother, Rebecca Hughes, had told reporters that she felt her daughter was not herself. She had become quiet.

𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝟺'𝟸”, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜.

The blonde had taken a quick look in the child's room and found a tiny metallic fiber on the floor near the toys. A familiar sight.

“It's the same thing. I've found something similar ages ago, Natalie Summers, I was like 18 at that time and— she disappeared from her room, too, it's— I've found it but it never really meant much, because I couldn't find it anywhere else. But— it's weird that it happened twice, right?” he told and looked over at her, asking her if her food tasted good and smiling faintly, running his fingers through his disheveled hair. “It's so hard to find patterns with them. There are some connections, like all behaved weird before the vanishing and after their reappearance and all of them went non-verbal when they got back. And now we have this!”

This was a straw Isaiah was clutching at. She asked him what he was up to now. “Heading home. I just have to check something. If it's the same. I might have forgotten everything I could-I forced myself to, to not loose my mind or anything-but I never threw anything away! And after that I'm all yours, I promise you!”

Isaiah's childhood home looked much tidier and calmer from the outside than it did in Isaiah's head. Sarah and Richard paid attention to cleanliness, but they still wanted their home to be homely and cozy. Isaiah's children's room was also cozy, but much more cluttered than the rest of the house. Trinkets, small figurines, piles upon piles of books—those he had read and those he had yet to read, on all sorts of topics ranging from historical, biological, physical, astronomical or cultural non-fiction to fiction by Lovecraft or McCarthy—notebooks or posters on the walls gave a good insight into the multifaceted and thoroughly chaotic inner life of the podcast host.

His mother was standing in the kitchen, drinking a coffee and looking around at her son. “Hi mom, is my stuff still in the attic?” he asked, nodding at his words and smiling slightly when she saw Camille. “Oh,” he remembered, ”Mom, this is Camille. She's visiting and we're headed for Lake Michigan, the plan still stands with some time off and all, she's just helping me with-uh-work. Camille, Mom. Mom, Camille. I—uh—I'll be right back.”

[hless]

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[w0rm-b1n]

but like for reals all the times ive fapped in like a week(definitrly more than seven, just fyi) my mind has been full to the brim with beautiful fantasies of eating out hairy man ass. for like hours on end . til my face is liked glued between u cheeks with spit and tears(enjoying it so much i cried) and theres butt hairs all over my face and my jaw hurts and tongue and neck is getting sore but im just so lovedrunk nothing could stop me but your command .

[yemmuis]

thinking about roommate!choso, who, after fucking you for the first time, decides its the only thing he likes anymore.

besides spending time with you, and watching movies with you, and smoking with you.

you know those “physical needs, physiological needs, spiritual needs” pyramids you learn about in highschool? yeah, chosos goes fucking you in bed, fucking you in his car, fucking you on the bathroom counter, fucking you on the couch, and then—and only then—comes eat, sleep, drink.

he cant stop himself. i mean, really—when you’re walking around with your ass practically hanging out of your shorts, tight shirt with no bra underneath, how can you blame him for bending you over the nearest surface and barely taking the time to pull your panties off? (he doesn’t, just pushes them to the side or pulls them down enough to expose your wet cunt. just for his stupidly big cock to bully into your cervix as usual.)

and how can you blame him, when hes so sweet to you when hes quite literally pounding you over the back of the couch? all that comes out of his mouth is “i’m sorry, baby, ‘m sorry, but you know how i get when you tease me” and “i love you, thank you” over and over and over until hes pumping you full of his cum and then dropping to his knees to watch while he stuffs you full of his fingers to make sure you cant fake cummin’ for him.

so what, he’s a little anxious. what is he if he cant please you, though?

and maybe he has a bit of a…disregard for protection. it just feels so much better when he isnt hindering himself with a condom, obviously!

and maybe he likes watching you drool into his chest when hes done with you; watching his nut ooooze out of your cunt and make a mess wherever hes fucked you this time.

sure, you scold him after every time— “you gotta use protection next time, cho, i don’ wanna get pregnant.” you grumble, even while your lips are locked with his and just by his half-lidded eyes and dilated pupils you know hes not quite done with you yet.

deep down, you know maybe you wouldn’t mind having chosos babies.

not that you’ll tell him that. he’s very weak to your suggestions, and you don’t know what you’d do if he got it in his head that he wanted to marry you and pump you full of his kids.

…maybe you two should have a talk on where this whole roommates-to-fuckbuddies thing is going.

note :: i have something big in the works i proooommmyyy i jus need 2 find the time 2 write ☹️☹️ soon u shall have ur fix my babies i promise

[6okuto]

hi!! just saw your tags on my choso prologue to ‘grow on me like a dog loved fondly’ and want to thank you so much for reading it!! 🥺 i am sooo glad you liked my writing and characterisation of him 🥺 waaah you noticed all the lil things i wanted to highlight about him 🥺 you are so sweet!! i hope you have the loveliest day!! 💗

waaaaahh haiii Of course !!! ur writing is soo lovely i think u've talked about how simple it is but i rlly think that's admirable and awesome by itself !! like saying so much about a character and relationship + setting a mood so efficiently...VERY COOL!! hehe i hope u have a great weekend nd i'm very excited to see how ur au unfolds! :3

[krockat]

absolutely gorge.

for a person who's been kind of drifted off from cool movies their whole life and is like, learning how to find things to watch that isn't centered at youths

(two of my most fave shows are steven universe and shera spop (and also russian doll, good omens and the boys but i haven't finished those yet so they don't count),

and has the task of recommending cool-fish whimsical weirdo movies and creations to a newly formed norm critical film group that me and a buncha disabled nerds are watching at our non-work-cause-we-cant-work-cause-we-v-disabled-workplace... :

does anyone have any recommendations on where to find films like this, or films to discuss, in such a group? or recommendations for specific films or media

(especially the watchable kind - one one can put on an old projector that's kinda shitty because we have not gotten the funding from our workplace (that's not actually a workplace, the corpos and govvies just want us to call it that. a lot of us going there call it dagis tho (informal slang for kindergarten)) to really gust this shit up yet)!

we are a bunch of funky polyminority queers and blooming cis+ers who all are into weird shit. but they (and me aswell, to a certain level, its just i know more than many of them on things like these) have not yet unlocked our potential for weird and norm critical/aware fully.

i think if this group goes well, we can motherfucker unlimited a Whole lot of people, honestly.

so yes, i am looking to make these all fuckers bloom out even more.

here are some movies i am going to suggest to our viewing, so you may know what we already got ahead:

- but i'm a cheerleader!

- everything everywhere at the end of time

- John waters movies and medias, esp those with divine (but i have not seen any yet, so if any of you have specific recs i would Love them)

- epsilon (i think?) - this one swedish short film that was a part of the yearly swedish film festival sometime between 2015-2020 that i can Not for the life of me find any even trace of online.

pretty sure it was called epsilon and it was about a brain that was being used in science experiments, that didn't realize it was just a brain, and a psychic one at that -

and the owner of the brain had donated it to science and had written away the right to have the ability to take away consent after they (the swedish scientist institute) had acquired the brain.

so they (the scientists) keep deleting its memory every time it gets 'too feisty' (tries to escape or attack the people abusing it for science).

it had one kind of notable swedish white older woman actor in it, but i can Not find her through imdb searches as i do not remember her or any works she has done. i tried searching through old women actors there but could Not.

- liv strömquist tänker på dig!

i am having hard time finding it online.

there was a recording made by SVT (Sveriges Television) of this Swedish theatre divising production, which is based on Liv Strömquist's feminist tragicomedy comic book also called Liv Strömquist Tänker På Dig! (Liv Strömquist Is Thinking About You!) - and i went to it live aswell Two times - and it was amazing, and i even got a script from (i think it was, retroactively) the director herself as i showed my huge nerdiness about it - and i foolishly never saved my own RIP of the recording of it!!)

- clue (tim curry etc version)

- derry girls (a few eps?)

we have watched, so far:

- dating amber (nice, we watched it in two parts. the first 3 meetings we had to setup the tech thing and the weird room we borrowed from the nearby building, dirty dusty room that was part of some old nearly empty office buildings, that was like a time capsule from the 70s. really funny to explore, super abandoned vibes and like it was left in a hurry with crap thrown places and sensitive documents, and broken and Untaken care of.

an old drink-yoghurt bottle that they stopped making like nearly 10 years ago stood in the projection hall that with old ass dusty ass tech sat. we nerded out REAL HARD y'all. also seems haunted by the past. also one time we heard a weird sound, and one of the friends there gathered it was an elevator alarm, cause she knows the sound as she lived in places with bad elavtors. and i was like. we should probably look to see if anyvody needs our help, but where tf is that elevator even, because it wasn't the regular elevators we use? so we find the elevator (in a room we didn't realize was there because we had explored it before and not seen that whole part.) and we pressed the button to see if it would help. and after a pretty long time (for an elevator, but not too long if it was a broken elevator) the elevator moved to our floor and there was a man there looking really confused. the door was bolted so we would have to unbolt it to open it. He didn't really say anything at first even after I said hey, so I asked 'are you okay? do you need help' and he was like 'no i am not okay, i am stuck in here, but there's people down there who are saying they can help me' so he went down and after he started going I was like. okay we'll press it again and if he's still in there we have unbolted the door so he can get out. but when we pressed it back he was gone.

anyway one of the friends got real scared and spooked out by that whole ordeal and honestly the place to begin with haha. but she was the one who showed up the next time to watch the second part of dating amber, and me (apart from our coach) , cause the other two were sickomoding.)

and are gonna watch:

- rocky horror picture show, next monday!

we are going eat snacks and dress extra camp for it, cause we wanted to also have it more like a viewing of the original cult movie watchings, and like some places still do?

yanno with the singing along and the throwing popcorn and that kinda hullabaloo?

but we just didn't have time to prepare all that for this one (we are all burnt out/are recovering, even our coach/leader is lol). so this is our pre!

oh yea this is a huge long comment where i just kinda had time to write down all this for the first time! longer than i anticipated, but i am gonna let myself be long for this one.

Woman of the Seventies

[fmhobeus]

jjk men and their red flags

a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda

kento nanami — (over)protective

but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.

suguru geto — emotionally unavailable

i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.

satoru gojo — very clingy and needy

this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.

toji fushiguro — controlling

he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.

choso kamo — has no social life outside you

pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.

hiromi higuruma — workaholic

also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T