#the poor slimey boy

[crt8ball]

everytime i think about qsmp or see it on my timeline q!slime is always in the back of my mind...

cause i know irl slime has just been busy doing other projects which i adore don't get me wrong never can have too much charlie slimecicle

but q!slime has been there on that goddam eggxile island for a month now basically??? like holy shit

in my head hes just on that island, living out there, watching the sunset from the campfire chairs, alone... while the world moves on without him and he just has no idea

atleast after this point hopefully other artists will start drawing q!slime with some visible wear and tear instead of clean and pristine, like that man has been on an island off the grid, away from all civilization for 25+ days??? please!! give him one scar atleast itll make me so happy!!!! /light hearted

entire arcs have happened and resolved, CONSPIRACIES everywhere, people getting married and broken up, danger befalls almost all of the other memebers of qsmp, yet q!slime just off on his little island secluded from the world

us q!slime fans are just in a state of limbo never knowing when hes is coming back to the qsmp 🤧 miss my streamer ❤️

[tteokdoroki]

aali!!! yes weird girl's older sister knows that college boys are scummy and stinky 🤢 and what if what if!!! she had history with someone like that and!!! its yuuji's former scumbag older brother sukuna 🥹🥹🥹 (i mean if he exists in this au) (*sighs*i think of your au atleast twice a day 🥹🥹🥹)

STOP!!! because when you sent the first ask i literally thought about this but i was like .. IS THAT WEIRD?? now i know, no !! no it’s not !!

sukuna is part of the reason that yuuji takes his academics so seriously :(!! he wants to do his (former scumbag) big brother proud after looking out for him his whole life !!

imagine like older sister’s suprise when she sees yuuji and gets like war flashbacks to her college fling with sukuna 😭 starts questioning poor yuuji and treating him as though he’s just like his slimey older brother who broke big sister’s heart!!!

imagine your surprise when you find your sweet and lovable boyfriend is related to the man that your sister cried over for years and not being able to believe that they even share the same blood.

yuuji has to put in the extra work to prove that he’s a good guy!!! and definitely has some choice words for sukuna after reevaluating all the talks they’ve had about girls - brother to brother hehe

[ven0moir]

Will's blood is The Cure

This is a short theory because it kind of just explains itself: Will is THE CURE because his blood will be able to be used to create an antidote for whatever consequence the UD bleeding into the world is going to carry along with it.

Will was there for A WEEK, survived the Mind Flayer's possession and his body was unscathed. Billy's body seemed to suffer damage by sunlight (granted, it was summer unlike in S2 when Hopper says it was a 'cold October') but Vecna himself tells Max that her brother was 'weak'. Did he mean mentally, physically ... or both?

Will survived without food, but like Erica said in s3, she WOULD drink the green liquid if she had to, because humans can survive a while without food, but without water, the human body dies. So I believe Will survived by drinking whatever LIQUID he could find (slimey and gooey drinkable radioactive UD stuff, my poor son ...) and this created some sort of immunity in him. Using Will's blood, they might be able to create some sort of vaccine or antidote. Hell, his blood in itself might also be able to be used as some sort of weapon.

... i don't think the people of hawkins will see it this way at all, and this is something the group will discover at one point in the season and not straight up. so while Will is the cure, the entire town is going to think he's the CAUSE.

i picture a scared, aggressive hawkins that is ALREADY targeting Hellfire blaming 'Zombie Boy' for this, or at the very least, considering him eddie's replacement as the new 'leader of the cult' because him surviving that week alone in the woods is already suspicious enough.

the 'exorcism' imagery for him in s2, coupled with how the Creel house was 'exorcised' ... yeah

so Will is going to be dealing with his connection with Vecna, hawkins thinking he's some evil, a Forgotten Birthday tm storyline and a broken heart because he's in love with his best friend and doesn't know if his best friend loves him back or if their unique connection was just all in his head this whole time.

[bigusbossus]

ocelot being extra needy at night and sucking big boss cock as he sleeps because he needs it at every hour

(he sometimes also sucks off kaz but thats just because he is too prideful to suck kaz off when he is awake)

LMAOO poor bb waking up in the middle of the night to see the freak cat boy is sucking his dick again. sometimes he wakes up to fuck ocelot so they can sleep together or simply lets him do whatever and goes back to sleep because hes too tired to join ocelots shenanigans.

with kaz, if he ever woke up while ocelots sucking his dick then best be assured hes not making it to morning, hes getting snuffed out with a pillow. Kaz is a heavy sleeper though so kitty gets away just fine, kaz wakes up confused as to why his dick is all slimey and wet and he thinks hes cumming in his sleep again bc who would ever thing the freak kitty is coming in at night to suck his dick like some twisted version of the tooth fairy... the head fairy...

[twistedturnstill]

Turtle Temper

Raph x Y/N

Vic, my stepfather, was a 47 year old man who smelled like trash, beer, and had a horrible temper. He had a beer gut that was only half covered by his greasy slimy tank top. He was disgusting. Not only that but he was verbally abusive and often physically too, even add in some sexual harassment.

I honestly have no idea why my mother married him. She's about 40. They've been married for like 5 years now after my dad passed away. She always says he was different before and decent but those are just fairy tails. Vic now has quit his job and has my mom working full time to get him everything his heart desires. This arrangement leaves me home alone with him like 90% of the time.

Today my routine was different though, meaning I got home late at night. Boy did I have a surprise waiting for me. I got to my apartment, at first seeing no one.

Guess moms working another late shift, I thought.

After looking in the living room and seeing no one I heard him. Vic was up on the roof yelling at some poor soul, about what sounded like our T.V. not working. I run up there pushing open the door to the roof nearly running into the back of Vic.

"Which one of you slimey green hamshanks broke my satellite dish?!" Vic yelled.

I move to the side of him to get a better look. When I do what I see is four, I think human like creatures.

"Hamshanks?!" The one with a red masked yelled angrily.

"I don't even know what that means!" Said the purple masked one.

"Me neither, but I don't like it!" Said the red one, starting to look dangerous.

He was readying to grab some sort of weapon when the blue one calmly said, "Let's go."

They turned to walk off but only made it so far. Vic just had to get in more.

"That's right you spineless cream puff listen to your mommy!" Vic yelled out mockingly.

The red turtle looked to be struggling greatly with self control now.

"Vic knock it off! Leave them alone already!" I finally yelled at him.

Three of the four turtles looked back surprised. Guess they didn't notice me, I thought. However, the red one turned back with his sias out and pointing at Vic.

"Hey! Watch it buddy!" He said.

"Oh no! I didn't know you had salad tongs!" Vic cried sarcastically.

"Salad tongs!" The red turtle lunged at him only to be stopped by one of his brothers holding him back.

I jumped back in surprise, "Vic let's go! Leave them alone already you big jerk!"

Vic didn't take well to this. He turned to me grabbing my arm,to hold me up by, saying, "Don't you talk to me like that you little brat! You got no business being up here anyway, much less telling me what to do!" He kept getting closer to my face. "Also I already told you that my names not Vic to you. Now get out of here you bratty pig!" He shoved me back.

This caused me to go flying back tripping over the edge. Vic went straight back to arguing and taunting the angry turtle. I would have fallen right off the edge if it weren't for the orange clad turtle catching me.

As he pulled me up he said, "Names Michelangelo. Are you scared of us?"

"Thank you for catching me er saving me or whatever!" I exclaimed as both my feet touch the ground, "Don't get me wrong you guys are kinda freaky but I mean you just helped me."

The small talk was ended quickly. The red turtle was still threatening and tearing into Vic when a purple laser shot thing stopped all talk.

"What was that!" I yelled

"Kraang droids!" called the blue turtle.

"Holy tolito!" Vic said stepping back in shock.

"Way to blow our position Raph." The blue masked turtle grumbled to him.

The four turtles all got out their weapons and took stances to fight. The fight quickly ensued. I slowly started to move to the stairs out of the way, trying not to be noticed. It seemed to work. Vic ran there as well taking his phone out to record. This made me move behind the stairs instead.

"Holy cow there some kinda, kung fu frogs." Vic commented.

I had to admit, there skills were amazing. They each took out at least one guy. They were doing really well, only a few were left standing.

Then Vic had to ruin it, "Keep going kungfu frogs! This is pure gold!"

The men in black escaped while the turtles were distracted. I came out from behind the stairs standing next to the opening in which Vic stood.

"We're not frogs you idiot!" The one called Raph yelled.

"Yeah! And it's not kungfu, it's an ancient Japanese batal art!" Yelled the purple one.

"Guys he got us on video!" The blue one said bring them both down.

"Vic delete that video or give them your phone or something!" I said taking a few steps closer to him.

Raph was starting to look completely enraged, "Not for long he doesn't." With that Raph launched himself at Vic.

I jumped back out of the way, tripping and falling straight on my butt. Vic seeing this coming stepped inside and slammed the door. Raph slammed right into it, sliding to the floor. He got up quickly however jumping back a bit.

"Haha, I'm gonna make a fortune off of this!" Vic said through the door seemingly walking down the stairs

I stood up dusting myself off a bit. Raph looked about ready launch himself at the door again, this plan was quickly interrupted.

"Firetrucks on route. 30 seconds!" The purple clad turtle yelled.

I just kinda stood there mildly dumbfounded listening to them. They were so quick and functioned rather well, except for Raph I guess.

"Let's move!" The blue turtle cried.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help more." I said just before he took off.

"It's fine, I just, please don't say or tell anyone about us. Even try to get it off his phone or something." The blue turtle said preparing to leave, "Oh by the way names Leonardo."

With that he left as did the others leaving Raph.

"Wait we have to find that guy and break his phone! And his face!" Raph angrily said. He didn't seem to notice me at all and he quickly left too after realizing he'd been left.

I just stood out there kinda stunned. I can't believe that just happened. How did they, just understand and accept. I wonder what they were doing. How they came to be. Ultimately I was confused. I went inside still thinking to myself and questioning all life itself. Traveling down the stairs quickly I made it to my apartment. Vic was on the phone with someone in the living room. Mom looked to have just gotten back, collapsed on a chair looking exhausted.

I gave my mom a quick kiss telling her I was going to bed. Heading to my small room that was littered with character sketches, book notes, homework, and clothes. My bed was pushed up against the wall next to the second window in the house, with a nightstand at one end and a desk at the other. I picked my way over to my desk moving my laptop to the side I grabbed out a little journal and one of my calligraphy pens.

Turning the lamp on I began to write. I wrote about the days events, checked off goals I'd completed and made a few new ones. After I finished I cracked my window open a bit and flopped into bed pulling my blue and green covers around me. It wasn't long before I fell asleep after that.

[mathmusic8]

The Bad Batch Season 2 Episodes 7 & 8

Le gasp--it's Star Wars Wednesday and I almost forgot! And we have two episodes today?? Must be good!

Is that a Pantoran on the thumbnail for episode 7? Are we finally going to see our beloved Senator Chuchi like the trailer promised???

Very excited to find out!

(spoilers under the cut)

79s!!

...this feels significantly less lively than usual

Slip, Cade--clone names

Ohh Cade honey, I get where you're coming from, but this won't end well

...is that Crosshair?

Mm, I feel like Crosshair wouldn't have missed 

...I don't want to make light of this moment, but those were the fastest pulse checks I've ever seen in my life

Seriously? They blamed losing Kamino on a storm?? 

Yeee Bail!!!

CHUCHI!!! CLONE RIGHTS!!!!!! (this is so much fan service--I love it <333)

Rampart, put your long pointy nose back in the slimey corner where it belongs

You go, Bail <3

Wow, Mas Amedda actually had more than 2 lines of dialogue

Chuchi canonically goes to 79s <3

Wait--waIT WAIT WAIT IS THAT DOGMA

Y'ALL

Y'ALL

DOGMA IS HERE

THAT IS KRIFFING DOGMA

AANDHSUSNABCIANSBDHAUAKNFUDIASBAHAHAHDBHDHAHASBHS

...I think?

It's possible that this guy just has really similarly placed scars...

And okay, his voice doesn't sound quite right for Dogma...

...eh, I can headcanon whatever I want

Chuchi giving them the "you'll still have a life after war" talk T.T so much fan service

Is it just me or are clones in this episode either clean shaven or have exactly one style of beard that looks like Gregor's? Must be a fad XD

Slip is CT-0409 (aw, that's only a digit off from Echo T.T)

She's meeting with Rampart right after that?? Riyo, are you crazy?

Oh? Who's Slip calling? Money's on Rex, but it would be fun if it was someone else

Riyooooo be caaarefullllll!!

HE KNOWS THAT SHE KNOWS

RIYO WHY DID YOU DO THAT

The memorial features quite a lot in this series. Not that I mind <3

Hmm, I spy a blue R2 unit who is not our Artoo

Riyo understands binary <3

Yeeee Organa poking at the stupid, stupid logic of Kamino being destroyed by a storm!

...I'm so torn about this sniper y'all. He has some of Crosshair's mannerisms, but then why to vocoder?

Eaaasy Slip

Oh good

Slip is smart--I like him

Aaaaand there goes Slip. Dangit y'all

Riyo's guard is a good shot

...was a good shot. Oh he's still alive. Mm, not for long.

"I'll be right behind you." Sorry, boyo, no one believes that

Dramatic face reveal of.... REX YAY

He's not in armor anymore? Eh, poncho looks better this way anyway

Second dramatic face reveal of... not Crosshair! Hah, called it!!!

Not a trooper? What do you mean, Rex?

Oh YES WE GET TO QUESTION HIM

Aw, it's Rafa and Trace's garage

"a believer"...? uh, okay. In what? Order 66?

Oh yikes dangit boy why you gotta do that

-- Episode 8 --

Omega's meditating :D

"You wanna try?" Cute <3

"I had enough of solitude." Awww, Echo

Noooooooo Hunter used "ask" as a noun T.T I know it's a common turn of phrase these days, but my poor little grammar heart just about imploded 

Ah, so Rex is sending them to get data from the ship. ...does he not know the Bad Batch were literally there

Ahh, right, they're deserters. At least they called it out

Okay, but that log would've been wiped--oh right it's a backup log. ...still don't think that would've worked, but fine

Omega's going with Riyo? Okay

So. Much. Fan. Service. Just look at that Star Wars poncho as a disguise <3

Admiral Rampart's nearly aggressive "Senator Chuchi" XD

...Rampart what're you planning

Bail and Riyo constantly glancing back at Omega XD

Ahh, so the ex-Kaminoan senator is still around

Ohhhhhh craaaaaap she's gonna recognize Omega

Omega nooooo this is a delicate situation, you can't just say things like that--

...oh, so it wasn't a catastrophic mistake? Okay

These close-up shots of the kaminoan's head and neck are kinda unsettling haha

Awww Echo want to help Rex so much

Was that a tiny background massiff I saw? <3

Hanging onto a shuttle while in flight--Noice. Not the most practical, but noice

Rex: "He's still not better with heights?" Echo: "This is him better." XD

Course it couldn't be easy. I guess otherwise it wouldn't be fun :D

"New plan! 14, 5, 86" "All of them?" "YES" XD

See, that's why the Bad Batch actually succeeds half the time--they don't go in without a plan because they're unprepared. They have plenty of plans and implement them as needed

Rampart looks a tiny bit out of his depth in this senate session XD

Organa to save the day <3

I reallllllly hope they actually looked at the data first to confirm it's what they're looking for--oh look, it's fine

So... how does this not solve everything again?

Oh. That's why. The emperor's here.

Ah. Palpatine turned against Rampart. Sleemo

NO

PALPY DON'T YOU KRIFFING DARE TURN THIS ON THE CLONES

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

YOU DISGUSTING BALL OF SLIME

The music really makes this moment appropriately sinister

Welp. We knew it wasn't going to end well

AHHAHAVFHSJWBDUDVEUSBSUEJE OH MY HEART ECHO'S STAYING WITH REX T.T 

BUT POOR OMEGA TEARS EVERYWHERE

They better hug--oh good they do

Gah my heart

Alrighty, that's the episode! So much happened here!! So much fan service! Possible Dogma cameo! Two whole episodes of Riyo and clones rights content! Echo leaving the Bad Batch! T.T

Wonder what Crosshair's up to...

[whirling-fangs]

There was an eerie silence in the Room of Remembrance. Forsaken, in the temple backrooms, where the faithful never ventured. It was not openly stated to be off limits. The temple was a home to all lost souls. And the people there usually were too encumbered by their troubles to pry. Somehow, not even the sound of flowing water dared reach back here.

It was a vast arrangement of skulls, stacked one next to the other. Some had teeth, some didn't. The bone could be off-white or chipped and pale like alabaster. Ornaments, pieces of hair, were all left intact on the bone. There were a few vases among them, porcelain white.

"Wouldn't touch it, if I were you."

The child's senses were sharp. He would've sensed them coming, even if their footfalls were feather light, because of the soft, cool breeze that was their aura.

"It's a gift. From a friend of mine." The same, unfaltering amicable smile. As if they had nothing to hide. He was a very troublesome kid; but he wasn't completely stupid. He knew what would happen if he ran his mouth — he could see it in front of him.

"You know, it's a show of poor manners to sneak into private rooms like that." A step forth brings their towering form closer; and now the boy is standing between him and that wall of cadaver. The demon calmly reached up, over them, to gently push a skull further into the shelf. A bit too close to the edge. "This room is very important. And you have a record of being a little clumsy, don't you?" Most of those incidents had, of course, been intentional. Still, the tone was aimless and strangely cruel, as a child's might be.

Inosuke's steps were as silent as a snowfall. It was a skill he had developed without meaning to, from years of sneaking around the mansion. At first, it was only to spook his mother or other inhabitants, until he figured that it was a needed skill for his regular outings in the forest.

He had learnt to make himself perfectly silent, whether wearing socks or barefooted against the wooden floor. His light frame was a great help, his small stature allowing him to slip where most couldn't fit.

He knew better than to expect anything normal beyond these chambers. No one knew what lay further, and the child's morbid curiosity got the better of him. Only he would be foolish enough to go against the monster's unspoken wishes, and willingly trouble the sanctuary of a creature elevated at the same level as the gods.

The child froze as he reached the furthermost chamber. The lack of direct sunlight only served to make the room even more terrifying, the skulls casting distorted shadows on the walls, the ceiling, the floor. Inosuke swore he could hear their eerie laughs, the screams, the pleas of the people they had belong to.

The shine of hair ornaments caught his attention. A brooch in the shape of a plum flower, a vivid memory jumping to his eyes. The smile of a kind young lady, freshly arrived in the mansion, as she served him a second helping of rice. She was gone the morning after.

He tore his gaze away, trying to find anything in this room that didn't chill him to the bone. He spotted a vase, and immediately felt goosebumps spread across his skin. There was something slimey about it.

He approached with careful steps, a small hand reaching out – when he heard him.

Inosuke spun on his feels, blue locks of hair brushing against his cheeks. He could feel his heart pounding under his ribs, threatening to break out.

"... you always say that this place is everyone's home. If it's really my home... then I'm allowed to go wherever I want."

He watched with wide eyes as the man's arm reached above his head. A step back, unvoluntary, and the misdeed was done.

His back hit the vase, with just enough force to send it into the ground.

[assignedvampireatbirth]

I’m a transfag (gay transmasc) vampire (mentally and spiritually, but sadly not physically because that isn’t currently possible with the technology we have) who is also plural (but not one of the fake TikTok ones bc I’m actually severely traumatized) and I have NPD and ASPD with strong BPD traits. So yeah, expect me to post an insufferable amount about all of these traits of mine. Because they’re a fucking HASSLE but lowkey sexy and based.

Things I like and you might see a lot about on here (or might not, I’m not a very predictable poster even to myself tbh):

- Me (and everything about me, especially my own psychology. So this would include stuff about the disorders I have and that I find interesting, like my personality disorder(s), ptsd, etc.)

- Sex

- Death

- My gayness and transness (Since my parents aren’t appreciative of it, I gotta celebrate it and flaunt it here because otherwise no one will)

- Vampires (because I lowkey am one)

- Blood suckin’ and neck bitin’

- Dark psychology

- Typology

- Violence/gore/murder/etc

- Media: Interview with The Vampire (show and movie), American Psycho (movie), Hannibal (show and movie (SOTL)), The Boys (show), Good Omens (show), Dracula (show and movies), Sherlock (show), Homicide Hunter (show), Family Guy (I know it’s trash but honestly? It’s a tour de force every time. It’s iconic. Pure cinema)

- FASHION!!!! (I’VE BEEN SLAYING CUNT SINCE I COULD STAND. I’VE BEEN KNOWN AS THE STYLISH ONE IN ALL OF MY CIRCLES, INCLUDING MY WHOLE FAMILY AND EXTENDED FAMILY SINCE I COULD THINK. IF YOU THINK I’M FUCKING WITH YOU, CHECK OUT MY SHOPLOOK (basically the inferior but still very good successor of Polyvore) IT’S @God_of_fashion)

Things I don’t like and you will probably also see a lot of on here because because I’m a hateful, argumentative son of a bitch who loves to complain and criticize:

- Shit fashion taste

- Lack of class (This can include poor fashion sense, as well as people whose tastes, actions, and words reek a philistine and kitsche energy)

- Slobbiness, sloppiness, and slothliness (basically people who make tons of excuses for why I should accept their sluggish aura, tastes, and actions without criticizing them. People who do fuckall all day and then order greasy takeout, eat ten servings of it, and then hop online to order a $200 pair of boots from their $1500 computer in their heated and comfy home and then go to Twitter to complain that the government doesn’t give them enough. It’s oddly specific but that’s only because there’s so many fucking people who fit that description who are the loudest online.)

- People who insist that peace must be kept at all times and who get “scared” when you start debating and actually talking about something interesting other than what people ate today or the weather

- People who think America’s problems are the worse they can possibly get (please visit Yemen. And please don’t say that our problems can be fixed by Communism because I will karate chop your throat so you will stop speaking)

- People who think America has no problems and is the best country in the world (Please visit literally any other first world country. I promise we’re not that great. Like yeah we’re all super privileged by a large margin, even the absolute poorest of the poorest usually eat at least once every day and have the option to sleep somewhere warm every night, but there’s PLENTY of ways America could improve a LOT)

- Far left and far right ppl, and the people without a political opinion. What ever happened to having a solid and firm opinion without suggesting we either bring back slavery or start a Communist revolt?

- People who are just… Really gross and slimey publicly??? Like 40 year old bronies with oily hair who lust over Applejack or whomever the fuck. I also don’t wanna hear your really gross opinions, like about how you think people should be allowed to post drawings of CHILDREN having sex without being “harassed”, or how you think it’s ableist to use deodorant. (Actually I do wanna hear them so I can laugh at you and then make sure to avoid you.)

[minty-soosh]

🎲 ! ! ! DnD story time ! ! ! 🎲

So everyone who plays DnD knows that it can get quite intense, but I suppose that's what comes with adventure! Long story short we've went through it all - horrifying monsters, fighting cultists and working for them, getting possessed, messing with the fey, traveling through different dimensions and so on. Sadly, a few sessions ago we've lost our precious cleric Lacey. Due to time pressure, panic and VERY stupid decisions she got killed and it hit everyone hard in the game and irl. However, her player came back with a bang!

(If you're one of the players fron my group, don't read further cause of spoilers. I know that yall follow me lol)

So we kind of brain stormed this idea together. The character is a callback to the start of the campaign. Back then, our party was traveling through the sewers. Armos tried to push an annoying slime out of the way with his crowbar. He wasn't successful - crowbar got sucked into the slime and lost forever.

It's been like a month or more since then.

So the idea is that this slime somehow (idk everything) combined with other lil slimies and gained sentience. As they woke up they had the crowbar and figured that it belonged to their creator. Ever since then the poor slimey (Fred) was tracking Armos thinking that it's his dad 😭

So last sesh, our party come back home after weeks of travelling, fresh from a funeral, stressed and tired. Somethings crashing in my room. There's some intruder, so everyone ready to fight. All of a sudden, this tall, big person, all covered up in dark clothes and a helmet picks up Armos, squeezes him with the words "Hi, dad!! I finally found you!"

CAN YOU IMAGINE THE SHOCK? My poor boy is 24, rethinking all of his life choices, going through all of the partners that he had in his life. The rest of the party are also shocked, teasing the shit out of him. To say the least, he was glad that the plan was to unwind at the tavern lol

[rik-inthe-rafters]

Drew a slimey boi

[bluejaysandbluebells]

Drink/monster headcanons for the lmk characters.

@crowboss-whore hey look what I made

MK- MK is a simple guy. He loves sweet drinks with enough sugar in them to give the average guy a cavity. Fruit punch, soda-pop, caprisuns. He drinks them all. He also drinks a lot of energy drinks to try to stay awake throughout the day. With all of his training, partying with Mei, and work, poor boy is running on 3 hours of sleep. As for monsters, he loves mango Loco and sunrise, he's a fruity guy what can I say. He doesn't like the lemonade one, saying it's too sour for his (sugary) tastes

Mei- big big energy drink fan. She drinks a fair amount of tea, but mostly sticks to energy drinks. She and Tang both get together and drink tea and energy drinks in the mornings, talking about whatever they want. If you think MK is bad when it comes to energy drinks, Mei is so much worse. She'll chug a bang ten minutes before she goes to bed and then be shocked when she's not tired. As far as monsters go, she loves white dragon tea and pipeline punch.

Absolutely the type to make battery acid out of the monsters she drinks, and often does. She once stayed up for 3 days straight because she drank so much caffine, and then passed out for a full day.

Red son- his favourite drink is Mexican hot chocolate but you'll never hear him say it. Whenever he's asked, he says he just drinks water, but Mk and Mei both know the truth. He also really likes warm milk, or any sort of calming, warm drink. He doesn't care for most teas, but he is a fan of the tea sandy makes.

He doesn't actually care for energy drinks! Caffeine gives him anxiety, so he tends to stay away from them. He'll have a sip of whatever Mei and Mk are drinking though. Once he took a drink of Mei's battery acid and the man was FLOORED. He had to sit down for a little bit to process all the sugar he just had. Super wary whenever Mei offers him a drink of something because of it.

Sun Wukong- HATES CARBONATED DRINKS, this is the hill I'll die on. He absolutely let's all of his carbonated drinks go flat to drink them afterwards. Everyone hates him for it. He loves peach anything though. Peach tea? He loves it. Peach juice? His favourite. Pea h pop? Again, he'll let it go flat but he loves it.

MK once gave him a peach monster and wukong almost choked on it because it was carbonated. He loves the rehabs, and his favourite is the peach tea one, no one's surprise. He's a big fan of white peach calpico, and has it stocked up at his house. He also had a bunch of sparkling water at his house. You know, the kinds that taste like static? He'll open them, let them go flat, and then drink them. He says they taste great. I will let you do what you please with this information.

Macaque- This man. This man is a menace, he might even be worse than Mei. He lives off of caffine is constantly downing five hour energies. He once filled up a 32oz cup with only five hour energies and chugged it. For reference, it would have around 16/17 five hour energies in it, and around 3,200mg of caffine. He doesn't remember the next two days. He also loves monsters, he says his favoufite is the black (cherry) but he's a LIAR. his favourites are the peach and he goes to great lengths to hide it. He does really like the black (cherry) and drinks it a lot because it's on brand for him.

Aside from his caffeine addiction he says he doesn't have, he's a big fan of soda-pop! He likes the way carbonation feels. Big fan of Dr pepper. Big fan. He'll drink basically whatever he can get his hands on, but he hates those aloe Vera drinks. Hates them. Especially the ones with chunks in them. He thinks they're gross and slimey and would rather die than drink one.

Tang- Caffine runs through his blood. He drinks so many monsters every day. He knows everyone by their taste alone, and is especially fond of pipeline punch. Started drinking the peach monster after he found out Wukong liked it. He rivals only Macaque in his caffine consumption. The two regularly text each other about new energy drinks they enjoy, and recommend other drinks to each other.

He drinks a fair amount of tea, and acknowledges that he shouldn't drink so much caffeine, so he's trying to stop. Sandy makes him lots of teas, and some of his favourites are herbal teas and black teas. He adds honey to his tea! It helps with his throat since he does so much talking, telling Mk stories about the monkey King.

Pigsy- He's an old man, alright? He likes his teas, and he's fine with that! He and Sandy both get together to share teas with each other, and try the new tea sandy makes! He's not a big fan of caffeine anymore, and knows the stress it can put on your body so he does his best to make sure Mk doesn't drink too much caffeine.

Sandy- To no ones surprise, Sandy drinks a lot of tea! Caffine and carbonation hurt his stomach, so he tends to stay away from most pop and emergy drinks. He's the one who tries his best to get everyone else to drink water and not drink 3 monsters on an empty stomach (mei).

Nezha- nezha drinks a lot of tea! Tye celestial realm doesn't have a whole lot of modern drinks, so he's used to drinking tea. However. When he got some downtime with Mk and Mei? They introduced him to Boba and energy drinks and all sorts of other modern food and beverages. He is now hooked on energy drinks and drinks over a thousand milligrams of caffine a day. It doesn't even affect him that much. He just likes the carbonation.

He's a big fan of ramune! His favourite flavours are the ginseng and yuzu ramune. He also drinks a lot of energy drinks, like Bang, monster, redbull. He's the king of mixing several energy drinks with a five hour energy and chugging it. Absolute heathen.

[starkdirewolflove]

House of the Dragon

Wow. That was a brilliant penultimate episode, the tension at the start set the tone for this quietly high stakes coup from the Greens. The castle late at night, everything silent apart from the fabulous score by Ramin Djawadi, the way we follow that young page boy into the kitchens where only the castle staff are awake getting ready for the day before the sun rises and he whispers the news Talia brings to Alicent, that the king has died. We really get to see a lot of Alicent, the way her mind works, her sense of duty and the ways she has had to compromise herself over the years and the person that has turned her into. I know that her and Viserys were never in love with each other but she still had some love for him and is genuinely upset at his death even if nobody else seemed to care. Alicent tells her father about her misinterpretation of Viserys’s final words being a declaration that Aegon be named heir, so the small council gathers to hear the news and get straight into plotting the best way to get rid of Rhaenyra and shore up support for Aegon. Alicent is horrified that her father and all the council members apart from Lord Beesbury have had this plan in the making for years and plan to kill Rhaenyra, Daemon and all her children, so this would have happened when Viserys died whether he changed his mind about the succession or not. The loyal Lyman is the only one to stand up and call out these vultures for what they are and is promptly murdered by Criston Cole who was “defending��� the queen against slander, the only other decent man in the room Ser Harrold Westerling demands Cole remove his white cloak and is ready to fight him only Alicent defuses the situation and Otto says they leave the body until they’re finished planning. When Otto orders Ser Harrold to assassinate Rhaenyra and her family he removes his cloak and walks away (a bit reminiscent of Ser Barristan’s resignation from the Kingsguard). As this is going on Talia lights the candles in the queens room to send a message to Mysaria about the king’s death. In the morning all the castle servants are rounded up and locked in the dungeons, overseen by the slimey Larys Strong, Princess Rhaenys is locked in her room and the search is on for Prince Aegon. Alicent and Otto check with Helaena but all she knows is that he’s not here, and again starts talking about “the beast beneath the boards.” I find it odd how Helaena pulls away or flinches at physical affection from her mother, like when she told her about Viserys dying. She only seems comfortable around Aemond. In the search for Aegon it’s a race between Alicent and Otto to see who gets the would be king first. Otto holds court in the throne room and demands that the lords and ladies bend the knee to King Aegon, a few still hold to their oaths to Rhaenyra and are escorted out. Lord Casewell pretends to bend the knee but is captured trying to escape the lockdown and then executed.

Otto tasks Aegon’s sworn shield Ser Erryk and his twin brother Ser Arryk to find Aegon and bring him to only Otto, we also learn more about what a despicable cunt Aegon is through the eyes of his Kingsguard knight who openly despises him. It was Ser Erryk the poor maid Dyana ran to last week and informed Alicent about her son’s activities. Erryk shows his brother the kind of places Aegon hangs out: a fight club in flea bottom where orphans as young as 10 are thrown into a ring and made to savagely beat each other. They get their teeth and nails filed to make them more vicious, there’s also a young boy sitting in the corner one of Aegon’s bastards, one of many according to Ser Erryk. They’re followed by one of Mysaria’s girls who tells the brothers that her boss the White Wyrm knows where the Prince is but will only tell the Hand himself for a price. The brothers bring Otto to the meeting place and he meets the spymaster for the first time and remembers her as “Daemon’s whore” from all those years ago. Mysaria strikes a deal with Otto in exchange for the Prince she wants an end to the barbaric treatment of the children in flea bottom and says the crown is to blame whether it’s by ignorance or indifference and reminds him that his power is an illusion allowed by the people they rule over. If the common people of Kingslanding turn against the royal family, they’re fucked (foreshadowing for future seasons). Otto agrees to her terms and she tells him where to find the Prince.

Alicent tasks Ser Criston with finding Aegon and Aemond volunteers himself to join him, saying Cole needs him since he knows his brothers games well. There was a moment in the discussion with Alicent and Criston where it seemed like she hinted that he is or was in love with her, I wonder what will happen between them now that she is a widow and we all know how flexible he is with Kingsguard vows. Criston and Aemond disguise themselves and check out the street of silk where Aemond shares a charming childhood anecdote of Aegon bringing him to a brothel on his 13th birthday to lose his virginity. The madam says Aegon isn’t there and he frequents more base establishments in flea bottom, she also remembered Aemond from years ago. Aemond shares his opinions with Criston that he would be a better king than Aegon as he studies the histories of the realm, trains harder and rides the biggest dragon and he wouldn’t be hiding if he was named heir. He also says he is next in line for the throne even though Aegon has a son by Helaena who would be his heir. They chance upon the meeting with Mysaria and follow to the brothers to Aegon. He was tied up and hid under the alter in the sept, when the twins tell him he has to meet his grandfather he tries to make a run for it, calls for his mother and has to be wrestled out by Ser Erryk (I think). As Arryk brings the Prince outside they’re met by Criston and Aemond. Arryk and Criston fight on the steps while Aegon runs again and Aemond chases him and they end up in a brotherly brawl. Criston disarms Arryk and goads him about his brother not backing him up as Erryk just watched the whole thing, shook his head and walked away. Aegon shouts that he doesn’t want to be king and is not fit to rule which Aemond agrees with. Aegon begs his brother to let him run away and never be found, you can see how Aemond would have loved that and sent him away but Criston was there to bring him back to his mother.

While this was going on Alicent visited Rhaenys who had surmised what was happening when she saw the castle staff rounded up from her window and made a plea for her support of Aegon. She chose her words well, spoke in facts and offered Rhaenys the driftwood throne for herself and her granddaughters, Rhaenys was impressed and admitted to having underestimated Alicent. But she is no oath breaker and calls out that Alicent is still serving men instead of looking out for herself “have you never imagined yourself on the iron throne?” She gives Rhaenys until the morning to make her decision then we see her meeting with Larys Strong in one of the grossest information exchanges ever 🤢 (Otto had mentioned all the alone time he’s been spending with the queen). He starts to tell her about the spies in the red keep, her handmaid being one and who the queen bee is and at the end of every sentence she has to display her feet, and take off her stockings, then she turns away while he jerks himself off. I really hate this creep and how Alicent is debasing herself for information, like he’s not touching her but she has no power in this situation. Next Alicent goes to confront her father and finally stands up to him after all these years and calls out the way he’s treated her like a chess piece all her life to move around and gain him power and position, he doesn’t deny it and practically says it was for her own good. Alicent lays down the law and tells him how things are going to be: no killing Rhaenyra or her family, an offer of terms will be sent to Dragonstone, Aegon’s coronation will be in the morning, Ser Criston will be Lord Commander of the Kingsguard. Otto tells her she looks like her mother in certain lights as she leaves “as you wish.”

Back to Rhaenys the next morning and Ser Erryk is there to break her out and escape to Dragonstone with her “I will not let this treachery stand.” She’s in a peasant cloak and hood to disguise her hair and won’t leave her dragon Meleys behind but Erryk says they won’t be able to get to the dragon pit and need to get to to docks and escape by ship. As they’re in the city the gold cloaks are herding all the people to the coronation and Rhaenys gets swept away in the crowd away from Erryk but her eyes light up when she sees they are headed for the dragon pit. The place is packed out and the royal family are at the dais in the centre with Otto informing the crowds of the death of Viserys the Peaceful and the announcement of King Aegon II. Aegon walks through a guard of honour to the dais wearing Viserys’s dagger that Alicent presented him and while he is getting blessed by the High Septon Rhaenys sneaks away down the steps to get her dragon. Criston Cole puts the crown of the conqueror on the new kings head and as the crowd starts cheering Aegon is lapping up the attention, draws Blackfyre and pumps it into the air like he’s won a great victory. Then all hell breaks loose as Meleys burts through the floor, scatters the crowd and knocks everyone with her head and tail, there’s a massive rush for people to escape but the guards outside are trying to close the doors. Fucking epic entrance from the queen who never was. As Meleys is inches away from the greens and could take out the whole family in seconds, Alicent puts herself in front of Aegon, stares Rhaenys in the face and closes her eyes to accept her fate. Rhaenys respects Alicent as a mother willing to die for her child and instead her dragon roars in their faces and she takes flight out of the city, heading straight for Dragonstone.

I like Alicent standing up for herself and the love she still holds for Rhaenyra despite all the shit that has happened between them and their families. She doesn’t want her harmed and would probably be happy for her to be queen but she feels it is her duty to make Aegon king per Viserys’s last request. And we finally got to see her call Otto out for the shitty way he has used and manipulated her whole life. Alicent thinking that she can try and mould Aegon into a good king or even a decent human being is a lost cause, he’s felt unloved and lacking his whole life and uses that and his privilege as an excuse to do whatever he wants and now that he has had a taste of an adoring crowd and the peoples “love” it’s going to feed his ego and make him even worse. We also see Aemond’s bitterness about his wastrel brother being named king just because he was born first while Aemond thinks himself more suited to rule. I think he will deliberately injure Aegon in a future dragon battle just so he can sit the iron throne as Prince regent. I hope we see more of Rhaenys next week and in season 2, her character has been criminally underused so far and she has so much to offer as a badass dragon rider, shrewd politician and a true Targaryen princess. It was interesting to see so many key women’s POV this episode, and to see that Mysaria isn’t just out for herself she’s looking out for all the waifs and strays in the city, she has power and lots of loyal spies from high and low esteem which makes her one to watch and a formidable ally/enemy.

Next week takes us to Storm’s End and the first blood to be spilled in The Dance of Dragons.

[deviltoys]

— ‘𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗼𝘆.’

sakusa kiyoomi x top!male reader. (wc; 1.7k)

#a/n: lolol self-indulgent sakusa fic because i wanna breed him so bad. this is painfully horrible and short but hopefully enough to feed everyone for the time being!

warnings. NSFW CONTENT, MINORS DNI, blindfold, overstimulation, breeding k., frat!au, gangbang, dubcon turned con, belly bulge, cum inflation, no aftercare, manipulation, sex slavery, implied somnophila.

joining the most prominent fraternity on campus was the last thing on his mind. sakusa struggled immensly when it came to social interaction, he even took extra precautions to avoid having to exchange any dialogue between peers. especially a bunch of guild boys who could barely keep their heads attached to their shoulders; but atsumu had somehow convinced him to give it a shot.

according to the miya twin, he needed to push past this boundaries and explore his comfort threshold a little more. the perfect place to do just that? a frat house. who's more loud and rowdy than a couple of douchebag adults trying to assert their alpha-ness by hosting a copious amount of house parties.

as much as he beseeched and argued against it, the frat scene had him hook, line and sinker. and soon, the unbearable pull of charming guys passing around pamphlets for recruitment day had caught up to him.

the hall of residence was a lot more alluring that media would lead on. he was pleasantly surprised by the cleanliness and charm of the home; the parade of shirtless guys crowding around the hobby room only added a sense of authenticity to the whole ordeal.

after he was plucked into the roster of other men trying their hand at slipping a way into the frat life of their dreams. the initiation was on the horizon, and sakusa’s overwhelming social anxiety from the day prior came flooding right back into his system. he had forgotten the most important rule about a brotherhood, proving your worth and loyalty to your new family.

the two paths you could choose to go down were no bed of roses— the first opportunity was to streak and sprint down the length of the campus yard. or a play special game, in which your fellow brothers would surprise you with.

no way in hell would he sacrifice his dignity by stripping down bare and humiliating himself in front of the entire university. his education was on the line, he had a reputation to uphold; the only option was to partake in whatever the sorority had waiting for him.

that's where you came in, merely handing the dark-haired male a piece of cloth to don around his eyes. the last thing he could recall about his surroundings was the eeriely warm yet sadistic expression you gave him— his vision melting into a blur of black when the blindfold made contact his skin.

“just find a place to sit on one of the couches, my brothers’ll be with you soon.” your tone was low and gravely, the remainder of his senses were heightened due to his loss of vision. his ears exploding with your voice and your voice only, he felt the flesh on his cheeks bleed from pink to red; praying you wouldn't notice his shift in attitude.

“ye- yeah.. okay, thanks.”

your footsteps faded into the backdrop, signalling him to begin his search for the couch. he'd rather die than have you watch him scramble around the room like a headless chicken. he stumbled around a little, as predicted— bumping into furniture here and there before his hips knocked into a pool table frequently used for beer pong.

his hands feel around the object in an attempt to slip past it, amongst all the chaos he's experiencing he's dimly aware of the presence of a group of people. the scuffling of shoes against the hardwood floors only solidify his suspicions, but before he's able to call out to you; or anyone. heavy pressure is placed atop his shoulder blades— the curve of hips lace into the divit of his ass until he's pressed against the table.

the silence drifting around the open space between your bodies isn't broken, nobody dare mumbles a sound. your broad palms slink up the underside of his shirt, keeping a painfully slow pace up his chest until your fingers pinch the first nipple they come in contact with. your free hand snakes around his hip and dips into the hem of his jeans before making it's way into the waistband of his boxers.

his body shudders desperately, thighs bucking forward as your fist pumps around the length of his twitching cock. by the time he can gasp out a flurry of winces, two fingers that weren't there previously, poke and prod around his rim. devilishly forcing his walls to mold around them and shape room for a few more.

both of your hands now find a home around his hips. your groin, which is positioned at his rear, ruts the outline of your erect bulge against his ass— plowing the multitude of fingers already planted inside of him, deeper. this only entails that the fingers now wrapped around his cock, teasing his chest, and sinking into the depths of his rectum all belong to a different set of people.

he once more unclamps his jaw to sputter out more nonsense, only moaning once the warm, wet agitation of lips suck a dark mark into the curve of his collarbone. he's overcome with bliss, marveling in the way each frat member simultaneously toys with his sensitive body.

an abundance of hands fumble with his zipper, unbuckling the leather around his waist— unlooping the material before tossing it aside. you shove his pants down past his calves, releasing your grip on him so that you're able to abandon your own set of clothes. there's more rustling of clothes and clinking of belt buckles and your hands return to him once more, binding his arms and shoulders while gently bending him onto the table.

bracing for impact, he's pleasantly astonished when his chin and shoulders sink into something soft and pillowy. you were kind enough to replace the hard surface beneath him with one of the sofa cushions, strengthening his trust in you.

with his body now calm and relaxed with aura around the six of you, you take a few moments to prepare your cock to breed your good little fuck toy.

hot breath teases the meek, male’s ear; your monstrous cock pressing into puckered hole only making the lewd torture of the situation worse.

“miya told us you'd like to become our little breeder sakusa, we've had our eye on you for awhile. is this true? do you want us to pump your little womb full of our children?”

atsumu? he was the one who had him in this position, such a trusted friend making him seem special enough to catch the attention of these compassionate boys? maybe he was born to be a slave for cock. atsumu wouldn't lie to him, would he?

oh poor kiyoomi, if only he saw right through that twisted facade.

you growl into the shell of his ear, he figures that you're the one who's bending over his back; threatening to breach his fertile hole. being the head of the frat, you got first dibs on all the fresh meat brought in, it's sad you'd have to share this one with your brothers.

there's nothing sakusa has to resist with, he whimpers out a few noises before you're rewarded with a barade of nods. a rise of chuckles and quiet exclamations from the group feed through his brain— apparently all of your peers are patiently waiting for their own couple of minutes with him. silent vulgarites phase past your teeth as you impatiently card a hand through his thick curls. plunging into the boy with one fluid motion, your cock vanishes from sight, disappearing inside of his stomach.

his ebony iris’ screw shut behind the blindfold. you can feel the way his womb parts just for your cock, the slimey g-spot of his is completely ignored as you push past it; the fat head of your cock mercilessly drilling into his belly. your cock is on full display, the layers of flesh seperating you from the outside world bend and jiggle around the outline of your shaft.

“i sure do hope you have enough room for all of our cum in there.” your thrusts don't falter, not daring to give his poor, ruined prostate a breather. “because we're not stopping until every single one of us has had a chance to knock you up!”

with those final words rolling off your tongue, your hips snapped long and harsh strokes into his twitching hole— cum bursting at the seams of your slit, balls tightening and enlarging as the pent up pleasure and lust readied the fat sacks for release. sakusa feels his tummy bloom with the first batch of warmth, sticky ropes of seed shoot right inside. perfectly filling him up in preparation for the next cock eager to breed his tight ass!

so wonderful, his womb feels so full and claimed! a bright and hot flush pools across his face; without warning the next cock sinks even deeper than the last. more of the groups genes passing through him, mating the frat’s new bitch over and over again. he's hit by a wave of orgasms after the second brother slams himself nice and deep, pumping his seed inside him once more. his asshole greedily opening and closing to filter as much thick cum as humanly possible into his intestines. before he's able to come to his senses, he's already chubby with semen; happily inviting the next member to come and breed his stupid body.

the entire night is flooded with sounds of hiccuping, skin on skin contact, and the leaking of cum being deposited right back into sakusa. the incredible feeling of his frat brothers groping and touching him up have him cumming time after time— all night he's shuddering as another orgasm passes through his frame.

once he's positively gushing with cum and reduced to nothing but an overstimulated puddle of arousal— you scoop up his limp, bloated body, collecting the rest of your buddies before carrying him to his very own dorm. labeling his room, the ‘breeding room’. the sorority didn't let him waste a dime of time rejuvenating his body with sleep. they didn't want their new play thing to go to waste; he was awoken multiple times during the wee hours of the night. cock fitted tightly between his lavish cheeks.

he was certainly going to love it here, nothing but a obedient puppet.

[stellocchia]

Watching George's lore that I missed now. I've been informed that this is gonna be a wild ride, so let's go!

I thought he wasn't in the copy server from the start, but he actually is:

Which is why all the images don't actually show, does this mean that it's all a dream from the very start?

"This whole Dream smp server, it's empty" then dream up some company George, it ain't that hard!

"'Did you miss me?' I actually don't" Funnily enough, I'm pretty sure Tommy felt the same about that sign

George going "What if there was a village with people around" about L'Manburg, like, yeah I WONDER WHY THAT'S NOT THE CASE ANYMORE. That does go to show though that the loss of L'Manburg and the community that existed around it negatively impacted more than just its members. Like, it nags at George's subconscious even though he wasn't really all that involved with it past the elections

"Nobody even cares to clean the blood off the floor" That's... actually true

The green boy is here!!

"I thought you were meant to be smart, I thought you could have gotten yourself out" To be fair, considering that we know that he planned to get imprisoned in there, you'd think that Dream had some sort of escape plan prepared, AND YET

I actually really like that the Dream in George's mind can't seem to answer things that George doesn't alredy know. He was silent when George asked how long Dream has been in prison, probably because with how much time George spent sleeping he kinda lost the count of time, and he was very vague on how he got the armor answering what George probably already thought, that he had a sapre set on the outside.

"Sapnap told me you were threatening Kinoko or something" "Where is Kinoko?" Glad to know that made up Dream is still as slimey as normal Dream

"Why didn't you come to visit me George?" "I didn't know how! I didn't even know I could" (...) "But you didn't even ask" Is that some subconsious guilt there?

Another one for mind!Dream's vague answers is George asking him what's the logic behind the whole 'destroying Kinoko so that Sapnap gives him his armor back' thing and Dream being unable to explain. Because it doesn't make sense to George so his mind can't provide him with an answer

("That's what you look like right now" "Wait, a clown?" "Yeah" man, George does NOT hold back!)

"Are you with me or are you against me George?" HMMMMMM

Also, love how George's idea of something fun to do is just destroy Tommy's house. That child can't have a moment of peace

So, I'm just assuming that George's death was also part of the Dream, but I did read somewhere that this is where the actual dream starts and everything else was real, so that's also a possibility

I love how "It's not funny" it's George's way of referring to very messed up situations. Like, yeah getting killed by someone who used to be your best friend should be a bit more than "not funny" but I appreciate the energy!

"It's a whole job to destroy myself and I can't even be bothered" that's some c!Wilbur-type thinking right there!

Also, he's back on the destroying Tommy's house mission. Why is he like this? I guess it's like, a way to return to how things were? But that does really go to show that Tommy's punishment "for destroying George's mushroom house" was truly absurd... Also poor dream!Shroud, he did nothing wrong ever! He's just a little emotional support spider. And now he's destroying the Hotel, truly, what does he have against Tommy? What is all of this pent-up aggression?

"Dream did this" suuure. Is that some misdirected anger I sense? Or, well, he's right in being angry at Dream for threatening his community, and I guess attacking Tommy IS a good way to get back at him, but still, you know?

Look at that, a pig and a green blob, confabulating.

"What, I threatened Tommy's spider and house and suddenly it's all over?" Yeah, at this point every single person on the server knows about Dream's obsession with Tommy. Like, George wasn't even awake to see most of their interactions and he immediately assumes that him threatening Tommy is what pissed Dream off

Lmao, that's not something you'd expect to see

God is made of turtle helmets

George asking for rain and rain immediately starting is also another cool detail. It actually happens twice

Why was manatreed there? What is happening right now?

Skeppy's and Bad's mansion was the next victim of George's rampage, and then Ranboo's house, and then Las Nevadas, then the community house, and Eret's castle, and Ponk's Lemon Tree (to be fair that one's a classic)

"Did the dogs do anything wrong?" OH SO NOW THAT'S AN ISSUE, BUT KILLING POOR LITTLE SHROUD WAS PERFECTLY FINE! Also, Edward was alive still in George's dream, while I'm pretty sure he died in the dsmp? Anyway, he kills him with no remorse, BUT THE DOGS OF COURSE GET A CHANCE. Welp, the dogs are dead too

QUACKITY!!!

Dream!Quackity also wants to destroy Kinoko Kingdom so I'm guessing that either Karl or Sapnap told George about Karl's fight with him, and I'm guessing that may be part of the origin of his resentment toward Quackity? Partially it's probably also the fact that Quackity sort of drifted away from the rest of them

Dream!Quackity also somehow materializes an arrow as soon as George asked for it, which is another interesting little detail that's similar to the rain thing

Quackity got killed too, rip

A wild Karl appeared!

Dream!Karl confessed to being a time traveler? I'm guessing George has some suspicions. Also, dream!Karl is apparently friends with DreamXD, just like George used to be...

Aaaand Karl is dead too. And he had SO MANY ender dragon heads

Oh, look at that, he doesn't destroy the prison. The one thing he still has very complicated feelings towards, what a surprise...

Callahan also just so happens to have 2 stacks of flint as soon as George asks for them, similarly to what happened with the rain and the arrow things. He also just so happened to have all the ender eyes George expressed an interest in since the beginning

After killing Callahan again and getting the eyes he goes to the stronghold, which makes DreamXD appear to threaten him, George doesn't seem afraid though

Ooooooh, George using the threat Karl used to try and convince XD not to kill him "If you kill me you'll be a God over a world of Nothing"

He convinces XD to fight him in even terms and actually beats him, acquiring creative mode that way (so basically becoming a god). I'm gonna guess that that wasn't actually DreamXD, even if the guy is known to enter people's dreams and nightmares, 'cause I doubt the guy would actually let himself be beaten. But it is rather interesting still. I do wonder if George has been trying to free himself from XD's influence lately, perhaps to try and stay awake longer

He also manages to go the End and finds the crystals all already destroyed. But when he's about to kill the dragon he actually wakes up. He has all his stuff from before Dream killed him, so honestly I think the whole thing was a dream, initial encounter included, but still

And with that last revelation, the stream ends

[kugisakiss]

what are some adjustments satoru would have to make while in the gintama world? or would he just cooly take everything in stride and deal with it all in his hypercompetent way?

well first of all the recycling needs to be taken out on wednesdays here so he better write that down

for real though, how does anyone adjust to the gintama world? the actual people who live there are barely holding on half the time

I know the jujutsu world has cursed spirits and stuff which is weird and it's kinda fucked up when kids are dying left and right, but like, aliens. there's aliens on earth, space travel is both possible and an option for a holiday destination for middle class citizens. what? Gojou can form a domain expansion where he he can change your entire perception of time and space? ok, but can he even conceive of the idea of travelling to another planet where there's intelligent life to gather 7 slimey balls to have your slimey wishes granted?

more rambling under the cut

like, catoru wouldn't even know about it at the start. he'd turn up in the yorozuya, which is kinda all made of wood in a traditional way like jujutsu high. they have electric appliances and a TV too. sure, it's a cube and has a VHS player attached to it but they're like dirt poor so is that a suprise?

Pachi and Kagura wear traditional dress but like, that's not unusual, especially with the people he was around back in his world. Sadaharu is a giant dog, but hey, they had Panda.

and the bar workers downstairs who come up to collect rent? the landlady just dresses like it's still the Edo period, Catherine is a weird middle aged woman who wears cat ears all the time but whatever, Satoru can't judge, he's a cat sometimes. Tama is a robot but so was Mechamaru! robots gaining sentience can happen. the jujutsu principal specialised in giving life to inanimate objects!

there's a ninja hiding in the roof and a homeless man in the cupboards but hey, it's not like they're planning genocide there so he can let it slide. the original's terrorist best friend comes to hang out sometimes with another old man in a costume who only communicates with placards. apparently everyone here is some sort of crazy but Satoru was surrounded by them in jujutsu society! that was part of the job description!

but oh boy, when he takes his first trip outside, and he sees the goddamn spaceships in the sky and the definitely not humans walking around like average citizens. that would absolutely blow his mind. because his first thoughts would be cursed spirit better kill them. but he's also a special class sorcerer so he can tell if they were a spirit or not. and they're not! they're just random ass living things who he has never seen on planet earth before and not something that can (or should) be excorcised either!

like, Satoru would've lived his whole life knowing curses and spirits and all that supernatural stuff existed so whatever. but aliens! actual aliens! on earth! that's the realm of conspiracy theories! he's been living with one the whole time! she just wiped her booger off on his fur this morning! the lady with cat ears? those are real ears! she's an alien too! they're both from a planet lightyears away!

Satoru may be basically all powerful but even he isn't "travelling across space to find other intelligent life" powerful. and here he is, he has somehow chanced himself into the one world where alien life has found planet earth and settled and now world ending events happen every other tuesday

[emperor-palpaminty]

Hiiiiii Minty!

Would you be willing to write something comfy/fluffy about a reader (in a relationship) taking care of a sick Tech/Cross?

Thanksies!

Ah! Fluff! I shall gladly write about my sweet sick boy <3 GN reader and some short brief fluff!! Take care of yourself!

Illness

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Crosshair was always in a pretty shitty mood, and the only difference about today was that he had very good reason to be in a shitty mood. He hacked up a good portion of gunk in his throat and finally decided that caf while ill was a poor decision.

He shoved away the cup, the urge to crawl out of his skin clawing at his innards. Crosshair stood, huffing out a slimey breath, forehead slick with fever as he walked towards the back bunk.

"Where you goin'?" Hunter sat up, brows creasing in concern.

Crosshair only managed "Sleep." He hurried into the dark bunk room and climbed up to his bed, slithering in. The cool sheets and pillow provided a mild amount of comfort.

He only knew he drifted in and out of sleep because he woke up, said something indecipherable to himself, and rolled over, stomach turning.

He woke up to a cool hand on his forehead, and he coughed softly. Crosshair's hand moved up and he caught the medic's wrist. "You... Gonna get sick," He huffed, chest shuddering as he breathed.

"I'm fine," The medic hushed him, pressing a cold compress to his forehead and shushing him. "You're okay."

Crosshair coughed, nodding, and he laid back, sweating and closing his eyes again. "Go away," He huffed, snarling, shuddering back.

"I'm your medic." Their voice came in, loud and clear, crisp. "And I will take care of you." A heavenly pair of lips pressed to his forehead, soothing the fevered forehead. "And it's too bad that there's nothing you can do to stop me from caring for you."

Crosshair relinquished the battle and nodded, huffing another half-cough, and he leaned back again on the cot to drift back into a somewhat steady sleep with the medic's hands working on his sick body gently.